Wake up at seven Go to the 'Eleven Pick up a bag of chips and my friend Kevin Maybe Devin wants to play basketball And then I could be able to rap it all At are rap battles it's huge like the mall And the raw lyrics explode with every load of words It's actually pretty absurd I observe the words that lured me like a bird It's some of the greatest stuff that I've ever heard I'm kind of a rap nerd now that I think about it As all my words ink around it Next they sink the sound kit Just like I found it Never down, lit My words were just right to fit I guess everyone sitting went crazy And that day would just change me 'Cause now everything is going amazing And now I'm never ever, ever, ever, lazy
i wake up get straight outta bed, cook some eggs and go meet my friend Fred i think Marty wants to go for a skate, he has raps that go for days, huge like my brain most seem stupid like they inhaled butane rap nerd would be a large claim to fame i rain anger and maim throw your words back at your face hows the taste of my dirt as i win the race for first place im hard to chase, cant be traced, broke free from my chains to see that we are all the same wake up to reality or be the slave
Taylor Banks workin my ass off to be successfull until then my time wont be restful Im walkin down this road feeling bless bro late in my life gettin high with the chest smoke, back in high school chillin wit the best folk, Skippin out every wednesday getting high in Brentwood Bay my friends would say, get on the Board lets go skate, first time drunk i drank a 2 liter of Growers Really felt like shit till my mind was sober, I never tried in school never did homework, it was a waste of time wait was it just time wasted, No signs could stop my one time shot, runnin by a cop, Yeah We Saanichton Boi, Lush a green we in Canada Boi, I smell cedar and salt water, I wish if Now I could to be there 5 years gone time to get caught up
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Y'en à plein, des milliards des imeumbles des placards, Et ça t réveil comme un plaquage, Un paradis un coin d plage, Tout est blanc y'a pas d'tache, Tout s qu'on a se partage,
on the spot I keep it locked, pens be dripping hot part my lips and free the contents of pandora's box a true sinner, first born but still the breadwinner torn between the drugs, the cash, and gold diggers more figures is the goal but, the money has a toll you rock enough chains and they wrap around your soul this that low life, you gotta learn to hold tight everybody has a "heater" cuz they know that it's a cold life growing up its like the pain was all ours and malcom was the only x man who had any powers and even then it was hard all we had was our bars so you had to have a plug to get your battery charged its sort of a cruel joke if you think in a way how most people who move "ki's" ( keys ) end up locked in a cage but they just tryna survive either that or provide and instincts can make victims when the forces collide
ok, ok:) here's a hook for what you had. ill mindz that jah fixed paint pictures so Real, you need a cross just to bear it, and I could tell that it's Jah who sendin the orders over the borders you know it's so very apparent, we blessed up!
When the forces collide You don't have to cross the Line, You can't be stopped, u 've to fight! U don't have to carry phone To stay high on this hype! I like this beat type!
Of course you all have curses, take in count the rithm And pulses, Do not make stupid discurses which have no sources; System is a Way to Limit tour resources!
My surroundings builds violence on every destruction my mouth sprays lyrical talent without production underground madness is whut i give to the world smashing pumpkins on ya head the hell with youre girl from the paths of darkside setting youreself up line for line blowing back to the past life thats called the birth the beginning of his end times up mainstream iz dead ya blasted off turf ya flows comes secondary
Feeling distant from this planet, my mind is crossing over to tha other side, countless souls get Vaporized, my date with death will come mentally, Walking above the clouds can you see my imprints, my thoughts leaving tire marks imprinted, cheating on life is a life sentence, the last dude I heard did that ended up missing, burning presidents when they visit, time is a killer with many victim's, he sneaks up on you when you least expect it, then fly's by undetected, I handed life the wheel the bitch nearly wiped me from existence.
Everywhere I go I'm seeing criminal after criminal/ They're kinda hard to spot because the signs can be subliminal/ Weather we know the truth or not they make us hate, and hurt and cynical/ The rage they use to break us makes me write ish and get lyrical/ AndEven if I had a buck for every time I truusted... I'd still...I'd still (politicians)
Cause I'm an Ill cat I spit ill raps, My cerebral attacks, When Hip Hop Possessed, I bring bars, straight from the chest, aint so second guessing as to what comes next. I spit lines, OD like charlie sheen, And MC's green with Envy when I kill their team You know if you go looking' man I can't be seen, I'm like John Cena dog, YOU CANT SEE ME! Cause I be, the C, o, double L A B MC And I represent and reminisce on lost homies, Tat's upon my arm, no love for no phonies, Common MC's man you can all blow me,
J'ai ni envie, ni besoin qu'on m'invite, Pourtant j ressens comme un vide, J'ai tourner en rond comme un gif, Subit l'racisme comme un juif, Tout sa à cause de ma diff.
Budantics u just all gassed up cuz I passed ur have been raps up...umphh I'm bout to throw up cuz my rhymes are sick as hell..hot hot hot ..nigga I'm blazin..leave u twitchin with a disorder after this lyrical torture.......lol
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Salute the craft
a lot better than some of the others I've heard.
dope indeed, i see talent in this beat
yo man awesome beat, this that nitty gritty. i just purchased it. THANK YOU
Simple but effective. Nice beat bro!
Arghhh that drums, sick!
Fron shell toes to timbos....
Good thx havin hella fun
feeling it..
this one is dope
raw beat dude
permiso para usarlo libremente!!
big up
Did you put this on sound cloud this shits ill
Dope
can i use this for non profit ill give full credit
dope.
Can I use for non profit
For a Ep ill give you full credit
PERMISO BRO, HARE MI DISTORION 2 CON ESTE RITMO, TE LO DEVUELVO EN UN FUTURO, SALUDOS , MIND
Wake up at seven
Go to the 'Eleven
Pick up a bag of chips and my friend Kevin
Maybe Devin wants to play basketball
And then I could be able to rap it all
At are rap battles it's huge like the mall
And the raw lyrics explode with every load of words
It's actually pretty absurd
I observe the words that lured me like a bird
It's some of the greatest stuff that I've ever heard
I'm kind of a rap nerd now that I think about it
As all my words ink around it
Next they sink the sound kit
Just like I found it
Never down, lit
My words were just right to fit
I guess everyone sitting went crazy
And that day would just change me
'Cause now everything is going amazing
And now I'm never ever, ever, ever, lazy
gay
Super Sean trash
i wake up get straight outta bed,
cook some eggs and go meet my friend Fred
i think Marty wants to go for a skate,
he has raps that go for days,
huge like my brain
most seem stupid like they inhaled butane
rap nerd would be a large claim to fame
i rain anger and maim
throw your words back at your face
hows the taste of my dirt
as i win the race for first place
im hard to chase, cant be traced,
broke free from my chains
to see that we are all the same
wake up to reality or be the slave
Anyone can write a rap, its all about delivery
Taylor Banks workin my ass off to be successfull
until then my time wont be restful
Im walkin down this road feeling bless bro
late in my life gettin high with the chest smoke,
back in high school chillin wit the best folk,
Skippin out every wednesday
getting high in Brentwood Bay
my friends would say,
get on the Board lets go skate,
first time drunk i drank a 2 liter of Growers
Really felt like shit till my mind was sober,
I never tried in school never did homework,
it was a waste of time
wait was it just time wasted,
No signs could stop
my one time shot,
runnin by a cop,
Yeah We Saanichton Boi,
Lush a green we in Canada Boi,
I smell cedar and salt water,
I wish if Now I could to be there
5 years gone time to get caught up
I agree man. Check out this kid Tone Luis.
Some true shit I can write not rap fuck that
plz stop David
Taylor Banks
Fuck you and yo mama nigga
its free?
my shit 💯
Peep that COPE throw
HIP HOP..Damm son I'm going to rip this trax....thanks yo
Happy Holidays to everyone, and enjoy the vibe of positivity and inspiration. BK BEATS IS MAKING A NEW CHANNEL, AND WE WOULD LIKE YOU ALL TO WAIT UNTIL WE'RE DONE MAKING IT BECAUSE "BK BEATS aka BIG KNOWLEDGE, KILLAH SMOKE, TRADEGY, AND STOKES" ARE BUILDING A NEW PROFFESSIONAL STUDIO, AND ONCE ITS DONE, WE PROMISE YOU PRO NEW OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEOS ATLEAST ONE A WEEK, PLUS A BUNCH OF BEHIND THE SCENES CONTENT ALONG WITH ALL THE INFORMATION YOU NEED TO GET OUR FASHION PRODUCTS, PLUS MERCH, MUSIC, AND MORE....AND I MEAN A LOT MORE, BECAUSE WE FLOODING THE WEB LIKE A "MANTIS" THATS GONNA EAT UP ALL THE SPIDERS AND ITS WEBS IN IT, YA FEEL ME... Back 10+ to 15 years it was just Bk Beats aka Big Knowledge and Killah Smoke that started our first album in the slums of SMZ with nothin but FL Studio, shitty laptop, shitty mic hanging from a workout machine, and made our first record album called "Clan-Mantis Scroll Of Resurrection" and that was just the two of us making it all. BUT NOW WE GOT A WHOLE 4 MAN CRAZY RAP GROUP CALLED JUST "MANTIS" AND A NEW PROFESSIONAL STUDIO WITH A VIDEO EDITING STUDIO TO. DONT FORGET, M.A.N.T.I.S. STANDS FOR, "Musical Abilities Naturally Timed In Sequence" , The group has 4 members (Bk Beats aka Big- Knowledge/ Producer/Vocals), (Killah- Smoke /Vocals/Samples), (Tradegy/Vocals), (Stokes/Vocals). We in business with web design, online advertisement design, fashion online business's, Beats for sale, Lyrics for sale, and lots of other merch that is coming fast. MANTIS!!!!!...make sure to visit willowdalefashion.com
Y'en à plein, des milliards des imeumbles des placards,
Et ça t réveil comme un plaquage,
Un paradis un coin d plage,
Tout est blanc y'a pas d'tache,
Tout s qu'on a se partage,
Back to 1994!
on the spot I keep it locked, pens be dripping hot
part my lips and free the contents of pandora's box
a true sinner, first born but still the breadwinner
torn between the drugs, the cash, and gold diggers
more figures is the goal but, the money has a toll
you rock enough chains and they wrap around your soul
this that low life, you gotta learn to hold tight
everybody has a "heater" cuz they know that it's a cold life
growing up its like the pain was all ours
and malcom was the only x man who had any powers
and even then it was hard all we had was our bars
so you had to have a plug to get your battery charged
its sort of a cruel joke if you think in a way
how most people who move "ki's" ( keys ) end up locked in a cage
but they just tryna survive either that or provide
and instincts can make victims when the forces collide
ok, ok:) here's a hook for what you had. ill mindz that jah fixed paint pictures so Real, you need a cross just to bear it,
and I could tell that it's Jah who sendin the orders over the borders
you know it's so very apparent,
we blessed up!
One of the only UA-cam raps I could actually find the cadence to. This is dope g! You got this recorded anywhere??
When the forces collide
You don't have to cross the Line,
You can't be stopped, u 've to fight!
U don't have to carry phone
To stay high on this hype!
I like this beat type!
Of course you all have curses, take in count the rithm And pulses,
Do not make stupid discurses which have no sources;
System is a Way to Limit tour resources!
Free beat ?
tambem quero saber!
My surroundings builds violence on every destruction my mouth sprays lyrical talent without production underground madness is whut i give to the world smashing pumpkins on ya head the hell with youre girl from the paths of darkside setting youreself up line for line blowing back to the past life thats called the birth the beginning of his end times up mainstream iz dead ya blasted off turf ya flows comes secondary
can i use this beat for non profit use? Check out my music
like!
Yeah that’s the real shit! Hope you can check me :)
Feeling distant from this planet, my mind is crossing over to tha other side, countless souls get Vaporized, my date with death will come mentally, Walking above the clouds can you see my imprints, my thoughts leaving tire marks imprinted, cheating on life is a life sentence, the last dude I heard did that ended up missing, burning presidents when they visit, time is a killer with many victim's, he sneaks up on you when you least expect it, then fly's by undetected, I handed life the wheel the bitch nearly wiped me from existence.
Wanna spit on this beat
I spy a COPE2 throw
he a snitch
@@checkspoonthreefourty1628 true dat
Desde mi residencia subterránea vuelvo
Yo soy el cuervo que en lugar de quitarte los ojos, te los devuelvo
Esos problemas fácil los resuelvo
Everywhere I go I'm seeing criminal after criminal/ They're kinda hard to spot because the signs can be subliminal/ Weather we know the truth or not they make us hate, and hurt and cynical/ The rage they use to break us makes me write ish and get lyrical/ AndEven if I had a buck for every time I truusted... I'd still...I'd still (politicians)
suss my music for oldschool shit like this
Cause I'm an Ill cat
I spit ill raps,
My cerebral attacks,
When Hip Hop Possessed,
I bring bars, straight from the chest,
aint so second guessing as to what comes next.
I spit lines, OD like charlie sheen,
And MC's green with Envy when I kill their team
You know if you go looking' man I can't be seen,
I'm like John Cena dog, YOU CANT SEE ME!
Cause I be, the C, o, double L A B MC
And I represent and reminisce on lost homies,
Tat's upon my arm, no love for no phonies,
Common MC's man you can all blow me,
DOPE AS FUCK
The snare is too damn loud.
Yep once you notice it the song sounds annoying
J'ai ni envie,
ni besoin qu'on m'invite,
Pourtant j ressens comme un vide,
J'ai tourner en rond comme un gif,
Subit l'racisme comme un juif,
Tout sa à cause de ma diff.
Cope2 throw
Beats are good, but always the same
Budantics u just all gassed up cuz I passed ur have been raps up...umphh I'm bout to throw up cuz my rhymes are sick as hell..hot hot hot ..nigga I'm blazin..leave u twitchin with a disorder after this lyrical torture.......lol