Відео

0:50 when the beat comes in (the previous parts are good too)

Wasn’t expecting my freestyle to have a feature ☹️😂

K heb me zelf op de kaart gezegd nu nog op de atlast

Batida de funeral de um inimigo

Violento

im turnt up Off this dope that I burnt up Fuck with me And you get cursed up What I’m underground where the dogs are barking Coughing the smoke till you can’t see nothing You won’t see us coming Whole team is krunk we all busting Whole team is up , we all Hunting You so yall better start running You just summoned the Lucifer inside of me not a priest is strong enough to condemned me Heart is cold Your bones made out of stone I won’t give a fuck if you choose to doubt me You can’t break me I’ve already been broken in every way I’ve turned beast No dream can stop me I’m off leash Climbed up to the top, now im me.

😅😅😅😅

Smoking a big cone high school lockers kick all the coppers give me a job a big job hopper a skip man at the lockers a junkie mother'fucker smoking on purple haze smoking on the cone smoking on my own

Fuck Tennessee whiskey hand me a car jack before I punch cones and smack it back like a car jack smoking crack blaze in a meth lab

insane 🔥🔥🔥

Buah chaval, que pasada...

Şanışerın kız kardesıne selamlar

Do you get the lyrics I wrote? It has some meaning😂😂😂😂

That sounds like a car meow

UK BBC live lounge fuck it I going with xzibit or snoop Dogg to the US Bob builder say that Roman wasn't built in a day cos my grandfather wasn't no the job and it's true but my other grandfather wasn't builter he was a monster like Mike biberksi and leagdom but he's an acholic KOOL

Steadily telling people not to test me you a dog Imma feed your ass a pedigree Godspeed is heavenly what it do Wanna battle rap We can get it cracking dude I’m steady getting texts like a Samsung Sam sung me a chorus for my new song Back off you don’t be the new ja I’m breaking rules it’s the only way I get off You know I spit Raw Inspired by sick dogs Catch me on 8 mile sitting with a big dog Bitch I’mmma break you You already folding Soon as you seen me It’s all eyes on Joey Imma show you

Omg all I could hear is meow

Best suit on moti daku😁😁

Mon frere et moi on utilise pour raper

If you know , u know ...

nigga recorded this on a leap frog leapster explorer 💀

Kazaa limewire days lol

Man recorded it from a Gameboy Colour xD

Sözleri olmayınca insan bi garip oluyo

Mercy on my enemies i seek peace I don't want to battle i want you set free Not shedding blood i need to love I call on Christ for eternal life I call on God for the victory if my enemy try to hurt me i need to turn the other cheek and i need to not fear man or evil Out competence comes from God.

0:45

Wait until I have everything then Ill be the best rapper on earth.

Now get out of my way of savin us.

Its perfection.

Only song I need to play a few hundred times with my girlfriend then I'll do it.

So when I do move back home. No ones in the way anymore.

Stop caring about anything else and just do it.

RIGHT NOW!!!!!!!!!!

And take everything from em.

Kill all my enemies so we can finally be saved. Everyone of em.

Cause I used to look way better then this.

Gotta get home and grab some cans to work out.

Here I am the boogie monster of rap yoy better be afraid/

Kikuyu

187 dislikes? Does that mean a purge of all who disliked?

Yorgunum biraz hafiften ağrır oldu gözlerim

The best beat

This is how the orignal version sounds, with this shitty quality. Stop bitching and search more for a better version.

I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America And to the Republic for which it stands One nation under God Indivisible with liberty and justice for all... It feels so good to be back. I scrutinize every word, memorize every line I spit it once, refuel, re-energize and rewind I give sight to the blind, my insight through the mind I exercise my right to express when I feel it's time It's just all in your mind, what you interpret it as I say to fight, you take it as I'mma whip someone's ass If you don't understand, don't even bother to ask A father who has grown up with a fatherless past Who has blown up now to rap phenomenon that has Or at least shows no difficulty multi-task And in juggling both perhaps mastered his craft Slash entrepreneur who has helped launch a few more rap acts Who's had a few obstacles thrown his way through the last half Of his career typical manure moving past that Mr. kisses ass crack, he's a class act Rubber band man, yea he just snaps back Come along follow me as I lead through the darkness As I provide just enough spark that we need to proceed Carry on, give me hope, give me strength Come with me and I won't steer you wrong Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog To the light at the end of the tunnel We gonna fight, we gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march Through the swamp, we gonna mosh through the marsh Take us right through the doors (c'mon) All the people up top on the side and the middle Come together lets all bomb and swamp just a little Just let it gradually build from the front to the back All you can see is a sea of people some white and some black Don't matter what color, all that matters we gathered together To celebrate for the same cause don't matter the weather If it rains let it rain, yea the wetter the better They ain't gonna stop us they can't, we stronger now more than ever They tell us no we say yea, they tell us stop we say go Rebel with a rebel yell, raise hell we gonna let em know Stomp, push, shove, mush, Fuck Bush, Until they bring our troops home (c'mon) Come along follow me as I lead through the darkness As I provide just enough spark that we need to proceed Carry on, give me hope, give me strength Come with me and I won't steer you wrong Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog To the light at the end of the tunnel We gonna fight, we gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march Through the swamp, we gonna mosh through the marsh Take us right through the doors (c'mon) Imagine it pouring, it's raining down on us Mosh pits outside the oval office Someone's tryina tell us something, Maybe this is God just sayin' we're responsible For this monster, this coward, That we have empowered This is Bin Laden, look at his head noddin' How could we allow something like this without pumping our fists Now this is our final hour Let me be the voice in your strength and your choice Let me simplify the rhyme just to amplify the noise Try to amplify the times it, and multiply by six... Teen million people, Are equal at this high pitch Maybe we can reach alqueda through my speech Let the president answer a higher anarchy Strap him with an Ak-47, let him go, fight his own war Let him impress daddy that way No more blood for oil, we got our own battles to fight on our own soil No more psychological warfare, To trick us to thinking that we ain't loyal If we don't serve our own country, we're patronizing a hero Look in his eyes its all lies The stars and stripes, they've been swiped, washed out and wiped And replaced with his own face, Mosh now or die If I get sniped tonight you know why, Cause I told you to fight. Come along follow me as I lead through the darkness As I provide just enough spark that we need to proceed Carry on, give me hope, give me strength Come with me and I won't steer you wrong Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog To the light at the end of the tunnel We gonna fight, we gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march Through the swamp, we gonna mosh through the marsh Take us right through the doors (c'mon) And as we proceed, To Mosh through this desert storm, In these closing statements, if they should argue Let us beg to differ As we set aside our differences And assemble our own army To disarm this Weapon of Mass Destruction That we call our President, for the present And Mosh for the future of our next generation To speak and be heard Mr. President, Mr. Senator

Plot twist:Is the censored version

I ain't gonna eat, I ain't gonna sleep Ain't gonna breathe 'til I see what I wanna see And what I wanna see is you go to sleep in the dirt Permanently; you're just being hurt This ain't gonna work for me, it just wouldn't be Sufficient enough 'cause we are just gonna be Enemies as long as we breathe, I don't ever see Either of us comin' to terms where we can agree There ain't gonna be no reasonin' speakin' with me You speak on my seed, then me no speak-a Inglés So we gonna beef, and keep on beefin', unless You're gonna agree to meet with me in the flesh And settle this face-to-face, and you're gonna see A demon unleashed in me that you've never seen And you're gonna see this gangster pee on himself I see you D12, and thanks, but me need no help Me do this one all by my lonely, I don't need 15 of my homies When I see you, I'm seein' you, me and you only We never met, but best believe you gon' know me When I'm this close to see you exposed as phony Come on, bitch, show me! Pick me up, throw me! Lift me up, hold me-just like you told me You was gonna do, that's what I thought, you're pitiful I'm rid of you, all of you, Ja, you'll get it too Now go to sleep, bitch! Die, motherfucker, die! Ugh, time's up, bitch, close your eyes! Go to sleep, bitch! (What!) Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta say, close your eyes! And go to sleep, bitch! (What!) Die, motherfucker, die! Bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye! Go to sleep, bitch! (What!) Why are you still alive? Why? Die, motherfucker! Ah, ah, ah, go to sleep, bitch! We got you niggas nervous, on purpose To hurt your focus, you's not MC's You's worthless, you's not them G's You's a circus, you's no appeal, please Use curtains, you use words Kool Herc slurred In two-thousand-third: you's perpin' You's no threat, who's you servin'? When lyrically oughta bury you beneath the dirt when You fuck with a label overseein' the Earth Shady, motherfucker, O. Trice's birth And as I mold I become more cursed So we can put down the verse, take it to the turf Cock and squeeze, and he who reach the hearse Is he who depicts fiction in his verse And as I breathe, and you be deceased The world believe you deceived just to speak You's not the streets, you's the desk Use not your chest, nigga, use a vest Before tools choose your rest, you chose death Six feet deep, nigga, that's the depth Now go to sleep, bitch! Die, motherfucker, die! Ugh, time's up, bitch, close your eyes! Go to sleep, bitch! (What!) Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta say, close your eyes! And go to sleep, bitch! (What!) Die, motherfucker, die! Bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye! Go to sleep, bitch! (What!) Why are you still alive? Why? Die, motherfucker! Ah, ah, ah, go to sleep, bitch! Hey dog, I'ma walk like a beast (Yeah), talk like the streets (Yeah) I'ma stay blazin' New York with the heat (Yeah) Stalk on the beat (Yeah), walk with my feet (Ugh!) Understand my pain, the rain ain't sleet (What!) Peep how I'm movin' (Uh-huh), peep where I'm goin' (Uh-huh) Shit don't seep, then sleep not knowin' (Woo!) But I'ma keep growin', gettin' larger than life Easy goin' with the same one that started the fight He be knowin' how dog get when dog don't bite (Ugh!) Tried to show him the dog shit, it's dog for life (Ugh!) Grand Champ, and my Blood Line is tight (What!) 'Cause it's all good (Yeah!), 'cause it's all right (Come on!) Niggas tried to holla but couldn't holla back Now they got to swallow everything in the sack Blood Line, and we can go track for track Damn, dog, why'd you have to do them niggas like that? Now go to sleep, bitch! Die, motherfucker, die! Ugh, time's up, bitch, close your eyes! Go to sleep, bitch! (What!) Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta say, close your eyes! And go to sleep, bitch! (What!) Die, motherfucker, die! Bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye! Go to sleep, bitch! (What!) Why are you still alive? Why? Die, motherfucker! Ah, ah, ah, go to sleep, bitch! All you motherfuckers, take that! (Ugh!) Here, take this too, bitch! Uh, uh, uh, uh, wahoo! We're killing all you motherfuckers dead All of you! Fake-ass gangsters! No more press! No more press! Rot, motherfuckers, rot! (Uh-huh!) Decay, in the dirt, bitch, in the motherfuckin' dirt! Die nameless, bitch! Die nameless! No more fame! Ahh, hahahaha Yo, X, come on, man! (Woo!) Obie, let's go! Ha ha

I always listen to instrumentals like these ones just to understand and then realize how the fuck is crazy hard to be Eminem, he’s unique 👑👑 (Obie and Dmx two beasts as well)

Mike Tyson

Lacrim acte 4