i appreciate your work man,i've been practicing with this and even make my cover on ig, just want you to know that you help some people to chase their dream man, i can't give you more than this but thank you man, thank you.
I've seen plenty of your videos and I just can't believe that you have such a short amount of views and subs, cause you deserve at least a million of both. Awesome work man. Also could make one on Will, from Joyner Lucas.
I literally can do not alike, homicide, the ringer, killshot almost with ease but it's something about this song I just can't get it down lmao, Eminem went fucking dumb on this song I might give tf up.
"Lucky You" (feat. Joyner Lucas) [Joyner Lucas:] Whoa, Joyner, Joyner, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, I done did a lot of things in my day, I admit it I don't take back what I say, if I said it then I meant it All my life I want a Grammy, but I'll prolly never get it I ain't never had no trophy or no motherfuckin' ribbon (Yah I said it) Fuck the system, I'm that nigga, bend the law, cut the rules I'm about to risk it all, I ain't got too much to lose Y'all been eatin' long enough, it's my turn to cut the food Pass the plate! Where my drink? This my day, lucky you Fuck you too, woo! Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move Give me some room, give me some room, give me the juice Hop out the coupe, hop out the coupe, hop out and shoot Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, give me the juice Back on my bullshit, my back to the wall Turn my back on you, all of you finished Back to these bullets, it's back to the job Pull my MAC out and all of you runnin' Back on my hood shit, it's back to the pushin' These packs and I'm actually pumpin' Can't fuck with you rappers, you practically suckin' You mighta went platinum but that don't mean nothin' I'm actually buzzin' this time Straight out the kitchen, I told 'em the oven is mine I do not fuck with you guys If I don't kill you, just know you gon' suffer this time I ain't no gangster but I got some bangers Some chains and some blades and a couple of nines Choppers and jammies, a partridge, a pear tree My twelve days of Christmas was nothin' but lies I run at you hard like a sumo (Sumo) They say I talk like a chulo (Chulo) I live in Mars, I'm not Bruno (Woo) Bitch I'm a dog, call me Cujo (Rah) You play your cards, I reverse on you all And I might just draw 4 like a Uno (Bup) Cállate boca mejor, maricón, little puto, and all of you culo (Joyner) They've invented a level up in the ghetto to get old Lookin' for somethin' I prolly can never find now Shit get relevant 'til 'nother beef die down In truth a nigga just really want me tied down I've been alone and I never needed nobody Just only me and my shotty, I'll tell these niggas to lie down Keep all the money, I never wanted the lifestyle I just pray to God that my son'll be alright now I said ain't no love for the other side Or anyone who ever want smoke (Joyner) When I die I'm goin' out as a underdog who never lost hope (Yeah) You in the wrong cab down the wrong path Nigga, wrong way, wrong road (Woo, woo) Snakes in the grass tryna slither fast I just bought a fuckin' lawn mower (Vroom!) [Eminem:] I done said a lotta things in my day, I admit it This is payback in a way, I regret it that I did it I done won a couple Grammys, but I sold my soul to get 'em Wasn't in it for the trophies, just the fuckin' recognition Fuck's the difference? I'm that cracker, bend the law, fuck the rules Man I used to risk it all, now I got too much to lose I've been eatin' long enough, man my stomach should be full I just ate, licked the plate, my buffet, lucky me Fuck you think? (Woo!) I got a couple of mansions Still I don't have any manners You got a couple of ghost writers But to these kids it don't actually matter They're askin' me, "What the fuck happened to hip-hop?" I said, "I don't have any answers." 'Cause I took an L when I dropped my last album It hurt me like hell but I'm back on these rappers And actually comin' from humble beginnings I'm somewhat uncomfortable winning I wish I could say, "What a wonderful feeling!" "We're on the upswing like we're punchin' the ceiling!" But nothin' is feeling like anyone has any fuckin' ability To even stick to a subject, it's killin' me The inability to pen humility Ha-ta-ta ba-ta-ta, why don't we make a bunch of Fuckin' songs about nothin' and mumble 'em? Fuck it, I'm goin' for the jugular Shit is a circus, you clowns that are comin' up Don't give an ounce of a motherfuck About the ones that were here before you that made rap Let's recap, way back, MC's that wreak havoc on tape decks ADAT's, where the G Raps and Kanes at? We need 3 Stacks ASAP and bring Masta Ace back 'Cause half of these rappers have brain damage All the lean rappin', face tats, syruped out like tree sap I don't hate trap, and I don't wanna seem mad But in fact, where the old me at? The same cat That would take that feedback and aim back, I need that But I think it's inevitable They know what button to press or what lever to pull To get me to snap though (Lil' bitch) And if I pay it attention I'm prob'ly makin' it bigger But you've been takin' the dicks in the fuckin' back, ho (Get it?) On the brink, any minute got me thinkin' of finishin' Everything with acetaminophen and reapin' the benefits I'm asleep at the wheel again As I peak into thinkin' about an evil intent Of another beat I'ma kill again 'Cause even if I gotta end up eatin' a pill again Even ketamine or methamphetamine with the minithin It better be at least 70 to 300 milligram And I might as well 'cause I'ma end up bein' a villain again Levels to this shit, I got an elevator You could never say to me I'm not a fuckin' record breaker I sound like a broken record every time I break a record Nobody could ever take away the legacy I made, I never cater Motherfucker, now I got a right to be this way I got spite inside my DNA But I wrote 'til the wheels fall off, I'm workin' tirelessly, ayy It's the moment y'all been waitin' for Like California wishin' rain to pour In that drought, y'all been prayin' for My downfall from the 8 Mile to the Southpaw Still the same Marshall, that outlaw That they say as a writer might've fell off I'm back on that bull like the cowboy So y'all gotta move (yeah), y'all gotta move (yeah) [Joyner Lucas:] Y'all gotta move Give me some room, give me some room, give me the juice Hop out the coupe, hop out the coupe, hop out and shoot Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, give me the juice
ترا كلشي كان مزيان هاد صباح.حتى فكرني عقلي قالي فيق اصاط.ماشي بلان را نسيتي عزي نوصل ليك سلامي.مي را دابا خو تناكيتي فاك مت مو هاد خوفي لي يغادي يسبب سكاتي I'm the système Fuck you nigga i'm the dark call me king Don't Fuck tell me nigga just fucking know what i'm saying.are you challenge me m'y son.i'm kick you like the ball. Fuck'em all that's my diss. lucky you. Fuck you think خاسك تحرك.واو.خاسك تحرك.واو.خاس لي يحردك كي مسامر.غنطرقك.واو.مسامر.غنطرقك.واو.غادي تاخد صرفك غنربح l coupe غنربح l coupe فترمتك shoot خاسك تحرك.واو.خاسك.واو.خاسك لي يحردك تصاحبني راني نسيت انوض اوا قود راك والو كتعاود فالهدرة كوبلي را خاوية و كلامك معاود لفلو ايكو من اول نظرة كلامك را خاوي و فمك غا داوي راك شبعان تناوي غي نساني خليني من les verbes د كيليميني را لساني كيتريني فكلاشك نسيني فراب را غا ميني Man you don't have a mind باش تكلاشي سيدك تريني everytime You are the lose for this time Again nigga you don't have a fucking mind كتبانلي ادومة صاحبي هادشي حشومة عزي طايح كومة صافية مكرومة كتحامي دمدومة تفو fuck را معلومة خو رابك كي ثومة ليريكس مفهومة نوض راك ادومة I'mma kill you like a sumo قالو كلامي بحال chulo كلامك خايب بحال Bruno نيك حياتك call me cujo تفو على على ميكروب غادي ناشربك سيروب فاكي كرك خويا i'm the uno طباسل مسمومة خورت بيها شعب كيجيو كنقولهم خوتي غا كولو
i appreciate your work man,i've been practicing with this and even make my cover on ig, just want you to know that you help some people to chase their dream man, i can't give you more than this but thank you man, thank you.
You're welcome friend, keep that dream alive ❤️
I’m subscribed! Fickin dope! I’m using some of these for my live-streams on tiktok! Can’t find them anywhere else and your beats are on point!
Man you are killin it with the karoakes. 🔥
Was really looking for a good track to rap this on, Thanks. Love doing Em's verse.
Thanks, you're welcome! Repay us by uploading a vid of you spitting Em's verse..
I've seen plenty of your videos and I just can't believe that you have such a short amount of views and subs, cause you deserve at least a million of both. Awesome work man.
Also could make one on Will, from Joyner Lucas.
Thanks bud, we'll get there one day. As a token of our appreciation: ua-cam.com/video/dNafcwMfl5w/v-deo.html
Do you have renegade by Jay z & Eminem
I literally can do not alike, homicide, the ringer, killshot almost with ease but it's something about this song I just can't get it down lmao, Eminem went fucking dumb on this song I might give tf up.
Dude you're the Best, i love u ❤️
Love you more!
U killed it brother🔥🔥🔥🔥
i dunno how u have 626 subs u should have a million already
Can you please do "it ain't nothing but music" by D12???
Bro how to download a instrumental with only it course part
Can you please upload Majesty by Eminem and Nicki Minaj !!!!!!
Can you please do Joyner Lucas Gucci gang remix???🙏
Yeahh
"Lucky You"
(feat. Joyner Lucas)
[Joyner Lucas:]
Whoa, Joyner, Joyner, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I done did a lot of things in my day, I admit it
I don't take back what I say, if I said it then I meant it
All my life I want a Grammy, but I'll prolly never get it
I ain't never had no trophy or no motherfuckin' ribbon (Yah I said it)
Fuck the system, I'm that nigga, bend the law, cut the rules
I'm about to risk it all, I ain't got too much to lose
Y'all been eatin' long enough, it's my turn to cut the food
Pass the plate! Where my drink? This my day, lucky you
Fuck you too, woo!
Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move
Give me some room, give me some room, give me the juice
Hop out the coupe, hop out the coupe, hop out and shoot
Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, give me the juice
Back on my bullshit, my back to the wall
Turn my back on you, all of you finished
Back to these bullets, it's back to the job
Pull my MAC out and all of you runnin'
Back on my hood shit, it's back to the pushin'
These packs and I'm actually pumpin'
Can't fuck with you rappers, you practically suckin'
You mighta went platinum but that don't mean nothin'
I'm actually buzzin' this time
Straight out the kitchen, I told 'em the oven is mine
I do not fuck with you guys
If I don't kill you, just know you gon' suffer this time
I ain't no gangster but I got some bangers
Some chains and some blades and a couple of nines
Choppers and jammies, a partridge, a pear tree
My twelve days of Christmas was nothin' but lies
I run at you hard like a sumo (Sumo)
They say I talk like a chulo (Chulo)
I live in Mars, I'm not Bruno (Woo)
Bitch I'm a dog, call me Cujo (Rah)
You play your cards, I reverse on you all
And I might just draw 4 like a Uno (Bup)
Cállate boca mejor, maricón, little puto, and all of you culo (Joyner)
They've invented a level up in the ghetto to get old
Lookin' for somethin' I prolly can never find now
Shit get relevant 'til 'nother beef die down
In truth a nigga just really want me tied down
I've been alone and I never needed nobody
Just only me and my shotty, I'll tell these niggas to lie down
Keep all the money, I never wanted the lifestyle
I just pray to God that my son'll be alright now
I said ain't no love for the other side
Or anyone who ever want smoke (Joyner)
When I die I'm goin' out as a underdog who never lost hope (Yeah)
You in the wrong cab down the wrong path
Nigga, wrong way, wrong road (Woo, woo)
Snakes in the grass tryna slither fast
I just bought a fuckin' lawn mower (Vroom!)
[Eminem:]
I done said a lotta things in my day, I admit it
This is payback in a way, I regret it that I did it
I done won a couple Grammys, but I sold my soul to get 'em
Wasn't in it for the trophies, just the fuckin' recognition
Fuck's the difference?
I'm that cracker, bend the law, fuck the rules
Man I used to risk it all, now I got too much to lose
I've been eatin' long enough, man my stomach should be full
I just ate, licked the plate, my buffet, lucky me
Fuck you think? (Woo!)
I got a couple of mansions
Still I don't have any manners
You got a couple of ghost writers
But to these kids it don't actually matter
They're askin' me, "What the fuck happened to hip-hop?"
I said, "I don't have any answers."
'Cause I took an L when I dropped my last album
It hurt me like hell but I'm back on these rappers
And actually comin' from humble beginnings
I'm somewhat uncomfortable winning
I wish I could say, "What a wonderful feeling!"
"We're on the upswing like we're punchin' the ceiling!"
But nothin' is feeling like anyone has any fuckin' ability
To even stick to a subject, it's killin' me
The inability to pen humility
Ha-ta-ta ba-ta-ta, why don't we make a bunch of
Fuckin' songs about nothin' and mumble 'em?
Fuck it, I'm goin' for the jugular
Shit is a circus, you clowns that are comin' up
Don't give an ounce of a motherfuck
About the ones that were here before you that made rap
Let's recap, way back, MC's that wreak havoc on tape decks
ADAT's, where the G Raps and Kanes at?
We need 3 Stacks ASAP and bring Masta Ace back
'Cause half of these rappers have brain damage
All the lean rappin', face tats, syruped out like tree sap
I don't hate trap, and I don't wanna seem mad
But in fact, where the old me at? The same cat
That would take that feedback and aim back, I need that
But I think it's inevitable
They know what button to press or what lever to pull
To get me to snap though (Lil' bitch)
And if I pay it attention I'm prob'ly makin' it bigger
But you've been takin' the dicks in the fuckin' back, ho (Get it?)
On the brink, any minute got me thinkin' of finishin'
Everything with acetaminophen and reapin' the benefits
I'm asleep at the wheel again
As I peak into thinkin' about an evil intent
Of another beat I'ma kill again
'Cause even if I gotta end up eatin' a pill again
Even ketamine or methamphetamine with the minithin
It better be at least 70 to 300 milligram
And I might as well 'cause I'ma end up bein' a villain again
Levels to this shit, I got an elevator
You could never say to me I'm not a fuckin' record breaker
I sound like a broken record every time I break a record
Nobody could ever take away the legacy I made, I never cater
Motherfucker, now I got a right to be this way
I got spite inside my DNA
But I wrote 'til the wheels fall off, I'm workin' tirelessly, ayy
It's the moment y'all been waitin' for
Like California wishin' rain to pour
In that drought, y'all been prayin' for
My downfall from the 8 Mile to the Southpaw
Still the same Marshall, that outlaw
That they say as a writer might've fell off
I'm back on that bull like the cowboy
So y'all gotta move (yeah), y'all gotta move (yeah)
[Joyner Lucas:]
Y'all gotta move
Give me some room, give me some room, give me the juice
Hop out the coupe, hop out the coupe, hop out and shoot
Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, give me the juice
Can you please do token flamingo?
Mi really want your help
ترا كلشي كان مزيان هاد صباح.حتى فكرني
عقلي قالي فيق اصاط.ماشي بلان را نسيتي
عزي نوصل ليك سلامي.مي را دابا خو تناكيتي
فاك مت مو هاد خوفي لي يغادي يسبب سكاتي
I'm the système Fuck you nigga i'm the dark call me king
Don't Fuck tell me nigga just fucking know what i'm saying.are you challenge me m'y son.i'm kick you like the ball.
Fuck'em all that's my diss. lucky you. Fuck you think
خاسك تحرك.واو.خاسك تحرك.واو.خاس لي يحردك
كي مسامر.غنطرقك.واو.مسامر.غنطرقك.واو.غادي تاخد صرفك
غنربح l coupe غنربح l coupe فترمتك shoot
خاسك تحرك.واو.خاسك.واو.خاسك لي يحردك
تصاحبني راني نسيت انوض اوا قود راك والو كتعاود فالهدرة
كوبلي را خاوية و كلامك معاود لفلو ايكو من اول نظرة
كلامك را خاوي و فمك غا داوي راك شبعان تناوي غي نساني خليني من les verbes د كيليميني را لساني كيتريني فكلاشك نسيني
فراب را غا ميني
Man you don't have a mind
باش تكلاشي سيدك تريني everytime
You are the lose for this time
Again nigga you don't have a fucking mind
كتبانلي ادومة صاحبي هادشي حشومة عزي طايح كومة صافية مكرومة كتحامي دمدومة تفو fuck را معلومة خو رابك كي ثومة ليريكس مفهومة نوض راك ادومة
I'mma kill you like a sumo
قالو كلامي بحال chulo
كلامك خايب بحال Bruno
نيك حياتك call me cujo
تفو على على ميكروب غادي ناشربك سيروب فاكي كرك خويا i'm the uno
طباسل مسمومة خورت بيها شعب كيجيو كنقولهم خوتي غا كولو