Moi j'ai pas l'imagination a Burton En temps d'soucis j'm'irrite les paumes J'suis pas loin du pas grand chose Et a deux doigts du tout ou rien J'garde mes valeurs vous pisse dessu Comme le keffier d'un Saoudien Abreuve de belle parole un quotidien paraplegique C'est pas l'culs posé sur un banc qu'on refait l'monde d'un nostalgique En scred j'divise , les avis préconçus Crois moi qu'au fonds les guerres sont des marchés pré-conclu Efface les rimes que j'me prends la tête a écrire Mon rap mort né , c'est crié dans un soupir Check sévère , un pas d'zouk et j'me rentabilise On compte les perte , moi j'pete le score pour pas sombrer dans les abysse J'tappe du jet ski sur le styx sans avoir une tune en poche Rien n'sert d'avoir une porche quand tu passes l'arme a gauche Protège ton dos reste docile , téma les vies qu'on mène Plus facile d'trouver l'bonheur qu'une fille bien avec hymen
It's the big stepper (stepper), 4L repper (repper) Hit him with a twenty-piece, ranch lemon pepper (pepper) Black Air Force 1s, dancin' with the devil (If young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you, 21, 21, 21) His wifey trouble, thot was finna cut her, I pulled out a rubber Opps tried to slide on my brother, had to up that cutter When it's smoke, we huddle, so many shots, damn near shot each other AR st-st-stutter, Draco brown, look like peanut butter Don't play tic-tac-toe or tit-for-tat, nigga, this ain't that (21, 21) He was talkin' gangster on them tracks 'til I got him whacked Glizzy with the switch and it go splat, ain't no duckin' that Y'all be smokin' make believe opps, we be smokin', facts We be smokin' gang after gang, cock it back and bang 21 4L, that's what I claim, let your nuts hang We don't shoot at houses, we hit brains, y'all lil' niggas lame Fell in love with them chopper sounds, Waka Flocka Flame Slidin' Lookin' for the opps, they been hidin' I grew up 'round drugs, sex, and violence We turned off they street, we heard sirens Since a juvenile, I been wildin' Chrome Heart jeans got me stylin' Said he wanted smoke, now he joggin' While you was in college I was robbin' (If young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you) Everybody run to they car (21) You ain't gon' make it that far (21) Walk down with an AR (straight up) We keep shit in the street (on God) They gon' put it on the bar (on God) Y'all niggas talkin' on pillows All my Glocks got dildos (21) Take your bank like Cee-lo (21) Draco bite, mosquito (21) Y'all niggas corny, Frito (pussy) Kel-Tec hot, it shoot Cheeto (pussy) Y'all be talkin' that rah-rah (pussy) You ain't finna rob-rob me, though (pussy) He went against me, he gone Step on him, I put my feet on him (21) I just made an opp do the runnin' man (runnin' man) Keep an FN in my Cullinan (Cullinan) Still ain't met a bitch that I'd cuff again (21, 21) Still ain't met a bitch that I'd kiss (on God) He was talkin' crazy, he got blick (straight up) Savage keep a token, John Wick (John Wick) Shoot him in the back like he Rick (Ricky) Playin' freeze tag, niggas it (sticky) Slidin' Lookin' for the opps, they been hidin' I grew up 'round drugs, sex, and violence We turned off they street, we heard sirens Since a juvenile, I been wildin' Chrome Heart jeans got me stylin' Said he wanted smoke, now he joggin' While you was in college I was robbin' (If young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you) "When your vision is crystal clear, they say it's razor-sharp A focused mind is said to be like a knife, but the scalpel is wisdom All one can do is accept that life is a double-edged sword Stay on the edge"
One man, honcho Truck load, ammo All black, suit and tie Don't move in camo Gloves on, no effort Trigger finger, forever ready One man, out the jungle One machete turn you to spaghetti One bullet, one headshot It's sad to say it made his legs lock (Shhh) Don't call the cops Wrap his body put it in a box If you the hancho then you make the drop Gotta pay for the dirt that you're doing off top I pay for mine when I see his head That's the same way the gladiators did I'm the gunman but I love the kids Quavo Superman, Quavo John Wick And you don't want the two to mix Have a 4th of July on the 6th When you're broke pay the bills bitch But when you're rich you can kill shit I'm John Wick with the black tints Got gun peepholes on my car kits All black, one gunman John Wick That's a badman All black, one gunman John Wick John Wick John Wick John Wick John Wick John Wick When them niggas killed my dog Pistol P A nigga turned into John Wick I told them my mustang was not for sale But they still tried me like my name was John Wick These niggas don't know who they fuckin' with Bodies poppin' up unfortunate I'm a catch him slipping just like Ricky When you plottin' on a nigga shit get ugly Graow, John Wick Call of Duty shit When it come to the artillery, I'm very talented Takeoff Dahmer, I be killing shit Mini AK with the banana clip When I travel put it in my travel kit Rick James, I'm rich bitch Momma told me I'm a walking lick The trap game is Madden, no need to ask Madden I just hit the plug with the hitstick No Santa Claus I'm on my Grinch shit Fuck it might light the block up like it's Christmas I'd be a fool if I leave a witness Come through your chimney into the kitchen Scope on the chopper I see you chillin' Hit you and your wife and I leave the children All black, one gunman John Wick That's a badman All black, one gunman John Wick John Wick John Wick John Wick John Wick John Wick All black, Hatchback Got the chopper in the trunk of that Kidnap the nephew where your uncle at Selling the junkie stepped on like a welcome mat Feel like the president since they killed Pistol Got the pistol looking at you now you sentimental Thinking to himself how did he get up in a pickle I can get you knocked down by a nigga want a nickel Hell Mary Think it look like Halloween up in February Birds in the trap singing Mary Mary Bullets tickle your stomach like pillsbury Look for him everyday till you find him Cut off his wife and your to remind him Do not drop out when I say something Send him the key that's the assignment Set this shit on fire change the climate Throw the body in the river, up and winding I'll get you knocked off even if it's minor Cooking up the dough sneezin' fuck with my sinus I'm with the shit fuck nigga I'm John Wick Hit his ass with the gauge and it hurt my wrist Reach for the chain and his body glitch 50 Cent AK the magic stick
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Lourd
woooooww that shiittt hit different
Moi j'ai pas l'imagination a Burton
En temps d'soucis j'm'irrite les paumes
J'suis pas loin du pas grand chose
Et a deux doigts du tout ou rien
J'garde mes valeurs vous pisse dessu
Comme le keffier d'un Saoudien
Abreuve de belle parole un quotidien paraplegique
C'est pas l'culs posé sur un banc qu'on refait l'monde d'un nostalgique
En scred j'divise , les avis préconçus
Crois moi qu'au fonds les guerres sont des marchés pré-conclu
Efface les rimes que j'me prends la tête a écrire
Mon rap mort né , c'est crié dans un soupir
Check sévère , un pas d'zouk et j'me rentabilise
On compte les perte , moi j'pete le score pour pas sombrer dans les abysse
J'tappe du jet ski sur le styx sans avoir une tune en poche
Rien n'sert d'avoir une porche quand tu passes l'arme a gauche
Protège ton dos reste docile , téma les vies qu'on mène
Plus facile d'trouver l'bonheur qu'une fille bien avec hymen
Lourd 🔥🔥
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Aujourd’hui tout à changé..
J’vien prouver que j’suis le meilleur..
Ne pardonne pas ton passé..
J’fume là peuf et j’suis ailleurs..
It's the big stepper (stepper), 4L repper (repper)
Hit him with a twenty-piece, ranch lemon pepper (pepper)
Black Air Force 1s, dancin' with the devil
(If young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you, 21, 21, 21)
His wifey trouble, thot was finna cut her, I pulled out a rubber
Opps tried to slide on my brother, had to up that cutter
When it's smoke, we huddle, so many shots, damn near shot each other
AR st-st-stutter, Draco brown, look like peanut butter
Don't play tic-tac-toe or tit-for-tat, nigga, this ain't that (21, 21)
He was talkin' gangster on them tracks 'til I got him whacked
Glizzy with the switch and it go splat, ain't no duckin' that
Y'all be smokin' make believe opps, we be smokin', facts
We be smokin' gang after gang, cock it back and bang
21 4L, that's what I claim, let your nuts hang
We don't shoot at houses, we hit brains, y'all lil' niggas lame
Fell in love with them chopper sounds, Waka Flocka Flame
Slidin'
Lookin' for the opps, they been hidin'
I grew up 'round drugs, sex, and violence
We turned off they street, we heard sirens
Since a juvenile, I been wildin'
Chrome Heart jeans got me stylin'
Said he wanted smoke, now he joggin'
While you was in college I was robbin'
(If young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you)
Everybody run to they car (21)
You ain't gon' make it that far (21)
Walk down with an AR (straight up)
We keep shit in the street (on God)
They gon' put it on the bar (on God)
Y'all niggas talkin' on pillows
All my Glocks got dildos (21)
Take your bank like Cee-lo (21)
Draco bite, mosquito (21)
Y'all niggas corny, Frito (pussy)
Kel-Tec hot, it shoot Cheeto (pussy)
Y'all be talkin' that rah-rah (pussy)
You ain't finna rob-rob me, though (pussy)
He went against me, he gone
Step on him, I put my feet on him (21)
I just made an opp do the runnin' man (runnin' man)
Keep an FN in my Cullinan (Cullinan)
Still ain't met a bitch that I'd cuff again (21, 21)
Still ain't met a bitch that I'd kiss (on God)
He was talkin' crazy, he got blick (straight up)
Savage keep a token, John Wick (John Wick)
Shoot him in the back like he Rick (Ricky)
Playin' freeze tag, niggas it (sticky)
Slidin'
Lookin' for the opps, they been hidin'
I grew up 'round drugs, sex, and violence
We turned off they street, we heard sirens
Since a juvenile, I been wildin'
Chrome Heart jeans got me stylin'
Said he wanted smoke, now he joggin'
While you was in college I was robbin'
(If young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you)
"When your vision is crystal clear, they say it's razor-sharp
A focused mind is said to be like a knife, but the scalpel is wisdom
All one can do is accept that life is a double-edged sword
Stay on the edge"
One man, honcho
Truck load, ammo
All black, suit and tie
Don't move in camo
Gloves on, no effort
Trigger finger, forever ready
One man, out the jungle
One machete turn you to spaghetti
One bullet, one headshot
It's sad to say it made his legs lock
(Shhh)
Don't call the cops
Wrap his body put it in a box
If you the hancho then you make the drop
Gotta pay for the dirt that you're doing off top
I pay for mine when I see his head
That's the same way the gladiators did
I'm the gunman but I love the kids
Quavo Superman, Quavo John Wick
And you don't want the two to mix
Have a 4th of July on the 6th
When you're broke pay the bills bitch
But when you're rich you can kill shit
I'm John Wick with the black tints
Got gun peepholes on my car kits
All black, one gunman
John Wick
That's a badman
All black, one gunman
John Wick
John Wick
John Wick
John Wick
John Wick
John Wick
When them niggas killed my dog Pistol P
A nigga turned into John Wick
I told them my mustang was not for sale
But they still tried me like my name was John Wick
These niggas don't know who they fuckin' with
Bodies poppin' up unfortunate
I'm a catch him slipping just like Ricky
When you plottin' on a nigga shit get ugly
Graow, John Wick
Call of Duty shit
When it come to the artillery, I'm very talented
Takeoff Dahmer, I be killing shit
Mini AK with the banana clip
When I travel put it in my travel kit
Rick James, I'm rich bitch
Momma told me I'm a walking lick
The trap game is Madden, no need to ask Madden
I just hit the plug with the hitstick
No Santa Claus I'm on my Grinch shit
Fuck it might light the block up like it's Christmas
I'd be a fool if I leave a witness
Come through your chimney into the kitchen
Scope on the chopper I see you chillin'
Hit you and your wife and I leave the children
All black, one gunman
John Wick
That's a badman
All black, one gunman
John Wick
John Wick
John Wick
John Wick
John Wick
John Wick
All black, Hatchback
Got the chopper in the trunk of that
Kidnap the nephew where your uncle at
Selling the junkie stepped on like a welcome mat
Feel like the president since they killed Pistol
Got the pistol looking at you now you sentimental
Thinking to himself how did he get up in a pickle
I can get you knocked down by a nigga want a nickel
Hell Mary
Think it look like Halloween up in February
Birds in the trap singing Mary Mary
Bullets tickle your stomach like pillsbury
Look for him everyday till you find him
Cut off his wife and your to remind him
Do not drop out when I say something
Send him the key that's the assignment
Set this shit on fire change the climate
Throw the body in the river, up and winding
I'll get you knocked off even if it's minor
Cooking up the dough sneezin' fuck with my sinus
I'm with the shit fuck nigga
I'm John Wick
Hit his ass with the gauge and it hurt my wrist
Reach for the chain and his body glitch
50 Cent AK the magic stick
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clean! you did a good job brother! tell me if you ever want to collaborate! keep it up :D
your bases are free to use, I don't understand English well
where is the guitar ?
Piano*
@@WildMT piano is better
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