This beat hot bro .....God really using me to spit truth on this track bro ....keep pushing ...and seek Christ he is the one who gave you the gift ...100
the beat cost money but da flow is priceless just like the watch cost 20, but these moments are timeless laid back in the denali ,like its a case of the itis with a broad who is bomber(bomber than who) than bush was to isis i only roll with the nicest, those of many complexions she's worried about flaws they compliment your perfection see,i make her feel better, u make her feel less than i kept her busy for the weekend, u still fussed and stressen all my cars german, my clothes are italian bank account like the mountains, dame look like a stallion 14 acres, 4 storys, not to mention the fountain so if u need home improvement, better call up tim allen my doors are suicidal , but my top laid back guess life's a roller coster when you in a maybach that why my girlfriends bi but my chain so polar and why the flow is so sick(lol) that explains it, bi-polar... yee aint on my level, yee, yee aint on my level tell me I'm not ill
people if you want the beat just google RU-vid to mp3 find a free converter site copy and paste the link in the url on the site and convert. After that download and save it.
I ain't on anybody's level. No shoulder angel nor a shoulder devil. Bust a rhyme, not too many just several for this muthafkn rebel. I ain't even playin the same game. U fuckin wit me is like fuckin wit anotha fucka with the same pain. I play no blame game. Just gave the most insane strain of ridiculous rhymez neva heard but finally seen. Eyez green, temper mean. I was raised with lyrical genetics. Play with these words so sick like playin with magnetics. They just seem to click as they multiply like mathematics. So sweet it'll overdose ya and give ya diabetics. I'm a poetic menace.Just my presence gives off a lyrical authentic essence. My word n rhyme output is endless. This is just sweet preface, The poetic menace relentless.
You ain't on my level You not on my stage I'm onna different page And you a Jack to a Ace A pussy to a face A push me to a cage Bush to da pack Sane to da wacked Some weed to some crack You itchin I'm scratchin You ran but I ran up Goddamn Imma werewolf to a pup Imma goblet to a cup A pimp to hoe A unknown to a known We know your skills is lackin And you know dat I'm packin Lights, cameras, action
Yo Jesse I remember you from FS! Hit my gmail up. jocsmithmusic@gmail.com I'll walk you through your 808 questions and whatever else you want to know. and check me out.. soundcloud.com/jocsmith
I got a puzzle That would double my elixir before I run in trouble Making my night a beautiful color so come baby I don’t undertake jus super dive into cake faded you could tell I been invaded dissected overnight And I don’t hate it
red and green bumble on the fleece what it be yee aint heard of these this them kunglow sneaks red and green bumble on the fleece what it be yee aint heard of these this them kunglow sneaks spot me prowling around sum exotic on my feet mind on go need a jet next week spot me prowling around sum exotic on my feet mind on go need a jet next week
Rap verse by millienum (Second verse) Yo ugh You-you-you-you aint on my level My-my-My level higher than neville You bitches can't reach it This rap shit hella easy Nah I can't teach it Believe me Sweetie Bitches love to tweet me Call these bitches tweetie I sip hella coke Im hella dope He wanna fuck Eh-eh-Ehh nope Flow right Pass me the mic Shoutout to my nigga mike Pul-pull-Pull up on a motor bike H-h-Higher than a fucking kite Pussy got a bright ring Hella cold Frostbite Hit him with the 619 All we do is 69 They hella gay S-S-S-So am i Touch more green than a lawnmower Yea she bad,i wanna fuck her, Pussy soo good, he really love her, Fuck him without a rubber Minaj (ménage) with who? Ooouu I wonder Boss level You aint on M-M-Money level You ain't on My gang level You ain't on Q-Q-Queen level You ain't on All them my levels bitch Hahahaha You ain't on my levels bitch
U aint on my level, cadillac candy paint red like the devil, U heard, u aint on my level, couldnt keep up wit me wit yo foot on the pedal. Im bangin. ridin in tha hood, smokin on da good, wish a nigga would,
soundcloud.com/javie-g/you-aint-on-my-level Check out what Javie G and Jay Strong did with this song. Let me know what you think, thumbs up if you like it!
ok I need that in my life you fye my g. looking forward to working with you, good looks on the reply. send me your social media flow and ill connect and support the movement indeed
Hey bruh chevk out the dope shit me n my home boys layrd down on this beat. Every ones goin Nuts about it. And its only the unofficial untill we get the chance to record tge official
started out broke, back when shit was hella rough mama still on the dope living in the trailer park I got my own crib flat screens internet a fridge full of shit
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You ain't on my level I'm rollin up that tropical Pourin up a bottle to make things a little logical I take myself a shot then another after that I don't know where I'm going with it but let's start with the facts I should get a receipt for all the times I've paid attention I could do without the questions and the fans obsessions We keep a small circle call that shit selective We aim at ya head fuck bullet proof protection Even if I aim at ya chest I'll leave a mess My hypothesis was correct 9 holes in ya I ain't talking 50 cent I'm talkin bout the tech The trigga falls back until yo ass snaps
***** Boy if your rap made sense I would probably give you credit/ but with that bull shit you about reached my limit/ No gimmicks/ just real shit/ read what the f*** I spit/ your gonna read this twice/ then ask for advice/ on how you could beat me on the mic
made it rain on the weather my lane to say it plains lik im on a plane and im better yaint on my level i bang heavy metal u thank u can hang but u cant nuh uh never ya bitch can? sang then we bang she get stained on where ever she flipped the script on ya lik a saint on the devil
Fries and burgers oh that shit is soooo gooood I'm riding around with that Big Mac and some tic tacks I'll make your body go split splat that's ketchup nigga I'm running this bitch better catch up nigga I'll order my goons to go get you like they fetchin nigga boutta order food? I'm coming nigga I'll take a number 2 with and fucking sweet tea and take my ass home and go to fucking sleep. ~ parody
I drop am rap ops am infinite watch me locate the spot I've to blow up on top of awl the bangs and pops am a land the chop chopper exchange for a hip hopper non stopper king of the squad a target locker let the steam out like fog stream on dock
I think it's funny you think you know me/ Acting like we are homies But you need to know one thing about me I'm not the type to be spitting these fine lines But you pissed me off, so I gotta complain No one else knows how to play these games Trying to flirt with me, I'm taken Don't come over and push me, acting like ya like me I'm sick and tired of your fucking bullshit Don't think I like you, in anyway shape or form Go find a girlfriend and stop hitting on the world
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