Cheese on a plate Tats a pie of cake Heat on a beat tats me I guess Bring Me the wave ima surf on em So funny They be lying in diguise with a smile on face tats poker Im so hurt Tat I need whole hospital Hospitality im serving my Enemies Loyal im serving my frenemies I aint got friend tats a deep shit No one said in a while im facade All for the cam they act Tats a facade right there I on really act cool I wrote wen u aint even Start school I wrote for the fam n my friends knows whats good Im Better at battling
Hey yo it's panda flacko You know how I go Jata ni baldinchu mah aago Life is like game of chess Changing my moves with every step Zindagi euta yudha ladnay ho jit hosyar har Sidha kura garchu Mero prastha cha bichar Sablai chalaudai aghi badhai jastai mah neymar Chaidaina hatiyar mero sabdha ma cha dhar
I don’t want to see my guys turn snitches Fall for birches Don’t want to see them end up dead Don’t Want to see my guys turn sour Worse for the hour Want to see them get that bread Don’t want to see my boys go can Be a locked up man And turn out a undue fed Don’t want to see my bros go starving Not laughing You see cuh there under fed I don’t want to see them boys them dying Not lying No I’m not that man One of the homies leaving Mans greving That was not part of the plan What you goin to do without that weapon And what you going to do if that pistol jam And you don’t want to see this life that I life cuh I swear you’ll come out a different man I want to see them boys them happy I don’t want to see them as a hood yute And you’ll never know what a L is untill you come out the ends as a “average” yute Don’t know why your carriying waps None of you man are goin to shoot And in real life your silent not violent know u see why the kids gone mute Am not going in on my solo I got the bro bro He said I got you Jojo Dunno why your talkin bout hobos Just say yo bro When you got that doe tho Don’t want to see these lights think oh no Must be the popo But that’s just a ambo No Rambo U see that’s no bad man with a Rambo I remember the times I was sittin in showers thinking for hours I’m thinking of bars I’m going to blow up like a claymore on day 4 I’ll leave mans calling card I’m saying it once and I’m saying it twice Yeah None of you man are hard I trust a few and that’s not you and soon I’ll shine like the shard Ich geb kein Scheiß auf Hacken Ich sorge mich O’s Ich mache Geld Lasten machen Ich verstehe es nicht de bros ein paar Kunst Picaso klopfen versuchen, die Note zu bekommen während auf dem täglichen Fallen Alle Autos, in denen wir eine Rolle gestohlen haben Ich interessiere mich nicht für hoes ich interessiere mich nur für o‘s ich mache viel Geld ich bin durch diese scheiße mit mein Bros gerannt ich hab viele flows I don’t care abar Hoes I care about bros An improving the flows Half hearted don’t really feel this pain An it’s mad in these times man struggles to feel sane An sometimes I look back an i realise that I ain’t the same Man I deal with stress and it’s gettin to a point that I can’t sustain It’s mad how it switches the same people who used to give grief now want to be a missus I wasn’t the same by the age I was 9 the was bullets shooting our way Day after day another artical wondering what there twistin today Pray an i pray had counciling for time for the ptsd to come to a truce I want to make it out cuh I’m no average yute I’m eager to get out coz this hood is loose Coz there no new men just killers of the youth More an more kids gettin hung by the noose There’s no way out if you fuck with the gang for a goose Opinions people ? I’m 14 and bein writing for a while just don’t have confidence to release anything
catch man at the bustop to the station filling up a 1.2 gotta start somewhere same ting wit road when bro got onto u win win win too much a loss is an awkward lose so what a man ain’t lost yet so ima push forward move tell a man move please tryna make a move no movies try beef get hit wit a 2 piece fuck him fuck u and who’s he oh yh he’s a groupie 3p to 2P 2 players one left one right one get blend up ina smoothie but he ain’t worth a 10 on my back like rooney like dad just about under judge judy tryna solve mystery’s man like scooby anyway half these man fruity just don’t rate these man they move bookie needa bun up a doobie before man’s all moody bad1 roll up a zooty but she boujee calling her cutie don’t wan hear nun bout pookie i can be beast babes will be beauty we can be bonnie and clide if she ride or die ima slide fight two right city bright light blind eyes find time big watch my times fly push by then walk into the night
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mate, you're taking the pisss! cold and well sampled
This one is a madness 🔥🔥🔥
Bomboclaat this a mad ting🔥🔥🇯🇲🇯🇲
This takes me back to kidulthood days fuckin ell!
This is amazing
Super fire
Awesome, keep up the good work! my sub as well
*bounce is coming up* 🔥🔥🔥
colldd
Solid.........
so cold
je vais kické dessus
🔥🔥🔥🔥
Did you take down a dave and fredo type beat recently? Somebody else bought it
Cheese on a plate
Tats a pie of cake
Heat on a beat tats me I guess
Bring
Me the wave ima surf on em
So funny
They be lying in diguise with a smile on face tats poker
Im so hurt
Tat I need whole hospital
Hospitality im serving my Enemies
Loyal im serving my frenemies
I aint got friend tats a deep shit
No one said in a while im facade
All for the cam they act
Tats a facade right there
I on really act cool
I wrote wen u aint even Start school
I wrote for the fam n my friends knows whats good
Im Better at battling
Colera
Vous aproche
Cher
Hey yo it's panda flacko You know how I go Jata ni baldinchu mah aago
Life is like game of chess Changing my moves with every step
Zindagi euta yudha ladnay ho jit hosyar har
Sidha kura garchu Mero prastha cha bichar
Sablai chalaudai aghi badhai jastai mah neymar
Chaidaina hatiyar mero sabdha ma cha dhar
I don’t want to see my guys turn snitches
Fall for birches
Don’t want to see them end up dead
Don’t Want to see my guys turn sour
Worse for the hour
Want to see them get that bread
Don’t want to see my boys go can
Be a locked up man
And turn out a undue fed
Don’t want to see my bros go starving
Not laughing
You see cuh there under fed
I don’t want to see them boys them dying
Not lying
No I’m not that man
One of the homies leaving
Mans greving
That was not part of the plan
What you goin to do without that weapon
And what you going to do if that pistol jam
And you don’t want to see this life that I life cuh I swear you’ll come out a different man
I want to see them boys them happy I don’t want to see them as a hood yute
And you’ll never know what a L is untill you come out the ends as a “average” yute
Don’t know why your carriying waps
None of you man are goin to shoot
And in real life your silent not violent know u see why the kids gone mute
Am not going in on my solo
I got the bro bro
He said I got you Jojo
Dunno why your talkin bout hobos
Just say yo bro
When you got that doe tho
Don’t want to see these lights think oh no
Must be the popo
But that’s just a ambo
No Rambo
U see that’s no bad man with a Rambo
I remember the times I was sittin in showers thinking for hours
I’m thinking of bars
I’m going to blow up like a claymore on day 4
I’ll leave mans calling card
I’m saying it once and I’m saying it twice
Yeah None of you man are hard
I trust a few and that’s not you and soon I’ll shine like the shard
Ich geb kein Scheiß auf Hacken
Ich sorge mich O’s
Ich mache Geld Lasten machen
Ich verstehe es nicht de bros
ein paar Kunst Picaso klopfen
versuchen, die Note zu bekommen
während auf dem täglichen Fallen
Alle Autos, in denen wir eine Rolle gestohlen haben
Ich interessiere mich nicht für hoes ich interessiere mich nur für o‘s ich mache viel Geld ich bin durch diese scheiße mit mein Bros gerannt ich hab viele flows
I don’t care abar Hoes
I care about bros
An improving the flows
Half hearted don’t really feel this pain
An it’s mad in these times man struggles to feel sane
An sometimes I look back an i realise that I ain’t the same
Man I deal with stress and it’s gettin to a point that I can’t sustain
It’s mad how it switches the same people who used to give grief now want to be a missus
I wasn’t the same by the age I was 9 the was bullets shooting our way
Day after day another artical wondering what there twistin today
Pray an i pray had counciling for time for the ptsd to come to a truce
I want to make it out cuh I’m no average yute
I’m eager to get out coz this hood is loose
Coz there no new men just killers of the youth
More an more kids gettin hung by the noose
There’s no way out if you fuck with the gang for a goose
Opinions people ? I’m 14 and bein writing for a while just don’t have confidence to release anything
keep it up!!!
ur talented man
catch man at the bustop
to the station filling up a 1.2
gotta start somewhere same ting wit road when bro got onto u
win win win too much a loss is an awkward lose
so what a man ain’t lost yet so ima push forward move
tell a man move please
tryna make a move no movies
try beef get hit wit a 2 piece
fuck him fuck u and who’s he
oh yh he’s a groupie
3p to 2P
2 players one left one right
one get blend up ina smoothie
but he ain’t worth a 10 on my back like rooney
like dad just about under judge judy
tryna solve mystery’s man like scooby
anyway half these man fruity
just don’t rate these man they move bookie
needa bun up a doobie before man’s all moody
bad1 roll up a zooty but she boujee
calling her cutie
don’t wan hear nun bout pookie
i can be beast babes will be beauty
we can be bonnie and clide
if she ride or die
ima slide fight
two right
city bright light
blind eyes
find time
big watch my times fly
push by
then walk into the night