We all just fodder for the target practice This that fentanyl laced starter pack for the struggle rapping Feel like the struggles tapped in Side my fucking vein Focus on space and time, I Focus to find that lane Like I was main lining But I aint from maine Struggle with peace of mind, I Struggle to maintain Because this piece of mine Could take ya life away Lets keep it real That's a pretty high price to pay This attempted I'm just shooting with the mic today
My realness isn't based on glorified criminal acts Causing people to be horrified on digital apps Check the way I codify lyrical maps Get to your psyche and solidify subliminal traps mind control, another high from musical tracks MCs should write with a tourniquet, they trying in vein to be as dope as me, let them just cry in the rain dying in pain, I don't give a fuck I'm too sly for the game Illegally Passed security, I carried an alien I'm hungry with the gat, like a pirate Somalian Reagan laws from 84, turned the world Orwellian total control by the state they're designing your fate now your wife is your mate You're hoping for a better life? too late wait for your wake Since you've been sleeping on the evil plan entertained by waiting for evel knievel landing or what dragon blew fire in King's landing Hopefully I make it big in the Life after death Shit is deep, only a few can grasp the depth These bars are your 3rd eye exam, hope you pass the test Knowledge is a weapon, load up then blast the tec
I feel ya captain, had dreams of me sailing on war boats, Watching Gigantic frogs swim drenched in sea moss, They knew I was scoping, they was hungry for empty souls that was lost, My questioning made them plead the 5th, My gab ain't meaningless, my watch have no numbers, just knowledge suited and tailored for the gift, Corrupted land, beware of walking barefooted, Image painted frail and stupid, but burning righteousness for justice shares metal and cupid, Critical substance matter, turning words to gold fluent, Foolishness is crown to be honored and praise, on any age, trash is decorated flowers for wisdom students, Most avoid prescription for foresight, barking at keys to doors to be prudent
@@coreyjoshua1750 I also sailed on war boats chained up, living hell Wondering when will I be free, although I was for sale Trynna find courage and ambition from older tales Haunted by the holy ghost cut the head of the dragon me my bros raising glasses of whine, glory toasts My only hope is god, so please make me hole Part of is playing russian roulette, the other part is sticking it in a glory hole Like my man corey, I was 17 going on 50 In a different category, then it all shifted time flies at a faster pace Memory problem got us forgetting past mistakes Until the hour glass runs outta sand, I'll be analyzing patterns jot down my thougts right around Saturn
Buscan tonos rosas Yo me conformo con los grises Son como mis penciles Pensé en decirles Todo lo que albergo y más Hasta recordar Noches dificiles Sin un coro que amortice Gorras de civiles Vi miles, viles Creer que si vida es un thriller Y no llega ni al trailer De los pibes de la llavi Se cuenta que ya no brilla Desde que olvidó esa ebilla en mi casa Sintiendo un bollo en panza Un nudo en traquea que no flaquea Bebiendo de'se feca Recordando fechas Sintiendo punzadas como flechas Será Por los puchos o por los fecas Que saludan con perfecta dentadura Con un puñal en la mano muda Pura duda en su mirada Que no perdura al encontrar lo puro en la pupila Siendo pupilo o discipulo en el séquito Quemando un coco seco Ecos de sus pecas Que pecado Voluminoso pasado No tan luminoso Sucios socios buscan lumbre Acá hacemos luz hasta de los alambres No es x alarde solo es x hambre Como cualquier hombre Abre los brazos Y llegan zarpasos Un par se sienten zarpados Nada librado al azar En libros Cortazar Rezan detras de rejas Cortan cajas con tijeras Giran manivelas Queman velas pa poder ver mas Que cuatro paredes grises Como mis penciles Noches dificiles Vi miles, viles Gorras de civiles Que lo asimilen, killers Buscan "bajar los desivelios de los pibes" y hoy me desvelo en el cepelio con Tanta monotonía que se desanuda al tocar tus manos frías Como la bruma se disipa al notar tu alma desnuda Noto que suda estando bajo un grado celcius Prefiere muda Que llenar el silencio solo por ocio Sucesos trágicos Como ocultar la marca de sus besos Sentando bases pa escapar de eso Dejando solo una pista en mi memoria Que utilizo pa pensar Mientras bajo otra pinta roja La tinta se torna incierta Mientras otra hoja se moja Pido consejos al señor Mientras caen locas con las botas Como para el doparti Estando dopado de party Vuelve a la realidad Por una baldosa que salpica Saca el pica Con poca cosa
Working my hands down to the bone. God knows I've grown cold like a stone. but I deny the fact when my body is warm like home. get me in my zone. Youll get sent back like a clone. malfunctioning and a mind never content it just roams. That's why I'll always be the best it's a fact well known cause I will never sell my soul to be somebody other than my own.
Just to reverb what the homie said, I never fled, Only road is the lonely pen, From phony men to dying cuz you not phonin in, Commitment to sin to raw to not be dope and then; open hand, To subservient to my own end, Cuz see, The wolf wins when the sheep eating, Belly fulling just making the stakes (steaks) leaner, Uh, Meeting heat when you thought it was a meet and greet only to be left all alone on these frozen streets... We Eating!!! Really liked your verse had to piggy back a bit... 😅
Holy shit, impromptu, comment cypher, come peep this.... My umbilical cord was attatched to the mic as a foetus. D'you belive this, check the weirdness? A middle age bold man going purist on the speakers.
Why not just have some fun The,evening time is always fun You hit the line I’m on the run don’t know you let me grab my gun I walk 2 blocks for fashion fun I won’t shoot if you decide to run we part our ways the job is done (we gone)
Nací un 12 del 06 de 2001 Con ganas de nacer en las gemelas el 9 del 11 para despedirme temprano de este mundo Aveces pienso así pero menos mal que soy muy cagón para matarme Pero sería más de cagón querer matarme? Pero igual entiendo el dolor pero mí accionar sería distinto Antes que matarme te mataría me lo dice mí instinto Me cagaria en todo si total no me importa la vida Cuál es la línea fina que separa a un pensamiento suicida de uno homicida Capaz que al homicida realmente no le importa lo que otros digan Y es justamente el pensamiento que tengo cuando escupo estás rimas Hace tiempo que mí tristeza se convirtió en cólera Con 13 soñaba con hacer mis propia masacre de columbine Pero guarde tanta mierda que ahora tengo una montaña Y la voy a soltar toda antes de que me agarre la de la guadaña Porque pienso irme al otro lado sin nada Nomás vino y hielo porque voy a tener sed y calor entre las llamas Si hijo de puta, fui mal influenciado por slim y por la maldad que vi en la street You can suck my dick if you don like my shit, you know how it is Cuando tengo razón es justo cuando más la pierdo El más cuerdo de los locos y el más loco de los cuerdo No tengo cura como cuando hay misa y cumpleaños infantil al mismo tiempo Oh señor porque el padre no está en el templo? Por medio de estás rimas puedo expresar lo que siento Y conocerme, entender lo que pienso Y menos mal que tengo esto Si no uniese explotado por dentro, un cuerpo muerto arrastrándose por un mundo enfermo Y yo semejante a el, pero hay gente que vale la pena Y que me hace dudar de que la vida sea tan perra El nacimiento de mí hermana me cambio la vida Me hizo verme en retrospectiva y despertó mí empatia Ver más allá de mí ego y de mí cúpula Somos almas vacías y perdidas que nos llenamos de búsqueda Por eso se por los que vivo y por los que mato Pero hay culos limpios que quieren juzgar sin saber lo que pasamos Yo por mí familia me mancho las manos y lo digo con orgullo Vergüenza debería darte tener miedo a defender lo tuyo
cats trash on tracks, raps? them craps wack on wax, tthey need to relax, for they relapse, when the heat claps, weak emcees collapse, from the energy inner chi I max, if you into cheese, my macks gonna squeeze til your given me, the stacks, ugh if your in to read the stats, Im another hated underrated rapper just cause I made it, because I waited, weak mc's deaths gon be lung related after they bars get suffocated, skill? was a question once debated, now i mic check bars, its a PAYDAY/ This the gateway thats gon make you see stars, like you are a beach at capemay/ ion play bae, unless your bae watch, you dont spray glocks, ion make rocks on straight scotch, although you gon take shots/ til I got grey locks growin lame stayin ya lane ya plain ya playing a game, to blame but what ya gain? get slain saying my name for I flame ya frame, for your a shame, refrain, for ya the same, this aim? ya brain it'll claim, for being wit a little gang, and if the havocs told, we gon stomp you into a depth deeper than a rabbit hole and watch a maggot fold for actin bold if you got bars becareful before ya raps get stole type stuff scare super man, or even those built to fight the power of when I grip the mic, better off you gettin killed by a crip in ya crib tonight than gettin ya throat slit with kryptonite
Damn these potatoes good...seasoned with salt and pepper baked on a grill fired by wood. Butter and garlic all on it I took a bite like i should I dont usually cook but I cook when you gotta shake up the books Ingredients change cuz ingrates pang with a hunger like Galactus coming for the planet where i grow my plants. U eat whats on the table or nothing at all. If you having trouble heating yo food. Then you better eat it raw. Cuz hell hath no fury like a hunger for the call. Its time to feast😬
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WHEN YOU RETURN TO THE BEATS YOU KNOW THEM FIRE
"Sometimes... Bravery is just the stupidity motivated by ignorance."
Dopeness.
Godamn fire
More boombap beats like this
404Billy !
il l'a rappé ?
nsm il a kiké tout les griselda type beat de zinzin ou koi
incredible 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
Tetrico 💀💯
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
We all just fodder for the target practice
This that fentanyl laced starter pack for the struggle rapping
Feel like the struggles tapped in
Side my fucking vein
Focus on space and time, I
Focus to find that lane
Like I was main lining
But I aint from maine
Struggle with peace of mind, I
Struggle to maintain
Because this piece of mine
Could take ya life away
Lets keep it real
That's a pretty high price to pay
This attempted
I'm just shooting with the mic today
childish simple stuff((
Nice piano, vst?
My realness isn't based on glorified criminal acts
Causing people to be horrified on digital apps
Check the way I codify lyrical maps
Get to your psyche and solidify subliminal traps
mind control, another high from musical tracks
MCs should write with a tourniquet, they trying in vein
to be as dope as me, let them just cry in the rain
dying in pain, I don't give a fuck I'm too sly for the game
Illegally Passed security, I carried an alien
I'm hungry with the gat, like a pirate Somalian
Reagan laws from 84, turned the world Orwellian
total control by the state
they're designing your fate
now your wife is your mate
You're hoping for a better life? too late
wait for your wake
Since you've been sleeping on the evil plan
entertained by waiting for evel knievel landing
or what dragon blew fire in King's landing
Hopefully I make it big in the Life after death
Shit is deep, only a few can grasp the depth
These bars are your 3rd eye exam, hope you pass the test
Knowledge is a weapon, load up then blast the tec
I feel ya captain, had dreams of me sailing on war boats,
Watching Gigantic frogs swim drenched in sea moss,
They knew I was scoping, they was hungry for empty souls that was lost,
My questioning made them plead the 5th,
My gab ain't meaningless, my watch have no numbers, just knowledge suited and tailored for the gift,
Corrupted land, beware of walking barefooted,
Image painted frail and stupid, but burning righteousness for justice shares metal and cupid,
Critical substance matter, turning words to gold fluent,
Foolishness is crown to be honored and praise, on any age, trash is decorated flowers for wisdom students,
Most avoid prescription for foresight, barking at keys to doors to be prudent
@@coreyjoshua1750
I also sailed on war boats chained up, living hell
Wondering when will I be free, although I was for sale
Trynna find courage and ambition from older tales
Haunted by the holy ghost
cut the head of the dragon me my bros raising glasses of whine, glory toasts
My only hope is god, so please make me hole
Part of is playing russian roulette, the other part is sticking it in a glory hole
Like my man corey, I was 17 going on 50
In a different category, then it all shifted
time flies at a faster pace
Memory problem got us forgetting past mistakes
Until the hour glass runs outta sand, I'll be analyzing patterns
jot down my thougts right around Saturn
wow.♥
increible
What's this 'dope shit'!
His soul moved but his body didn’t leave Detroit
Buscan tonos rosas
Yo me conformo con los grises
Son como mis penciles
Pensé en decirles
Todo lo que albergo y más
Hasta recordar
Noches dificiles
Sin un coro que amortice
Gorras de civiles
Vi miles, viles
Creer que si vida es un thriller
Y no llega ni al trailer
De los pibes de la llavi
Se cuenta que ya no brilla
Desde que olvidó esa ebilla en mi casa
Sintiendo un bollo en panza
Un nudo en traquea que no flaquea
Bebiendo de'se feca
Recordando fechas
Sintiendo punzadas como flechas
Será
Por los puchos o por los fecas
Que saludan con perfecta dentadura
Con un puñal en la mano muda
Pura duda en su mirada
Que no perdura al encontrar lo puro en la pupila
Siendo pupilo o discipulo en el séquito
Quemando un coco seco
Ecos de sus pecas
Que pecado
Voluminoso pasado
No tan luminoso
Sucios socios buscan lumbre
Acá hacemos luz hasta de los alambres
No es x alarde solo es x hambre
Como cualquier hombre
Abre los brazos
Y llegan zarpasos
Un par se sienten zarpados
Nada librado al azar
En libros Cortazar
Rezan detras de rejas
Cortan cajas con tijeras
Giran manivelas
Queman velas pa poder ver mas
Que cuatro paredes grises
Como mis penciles
Noches dificiles
Vi miles, viles
Gorras de civiles
Que lo asimilen, killers
Buscan "bajar los desivelios de los pibes" y hoy me desvelo en el cepelio con
Tanta monotonía que se desanuda al tocar tus manos frías
Como la bruma se disipa al notar tu alma desnuda
Noto que suda estando bajo un grado celcius
Prefiere muda
Que llenar el silencio solo por ocio
Sucesos trágicos
Como ocultar la marca de sus besos
Sentando bases pa escapar de eso
Dejando solo una pista en mi memoria
Que utilizo pa pensar
Mientras bajo otra pinta roja
La tinta se torna incierta
Mientras otra hoja se moja
Pido consejos al señor
Mientras caen locas con las botas
Como para el doparti
Estando dopado de party
Vuelve a la realidad
Por una baldosa que salpica
Saca el pica
Con poca cosa
Working my hands down to the bone. God knows I've grown cold like a stone. but I deny the fact when my body is warm like home. get me in my zone. Youll get sent back like a clone. malfunctioning and a mind never content it just roams. That's why I'll always be the best it's a fact well known cause I will never sell my soul to be somebody other than my own.
Just to reverb what the homie said,
I never fled,
Only road is the lonely pen,
From phony men to dying cuz you not phonin in,
Commitment to sin to raw to not be dope and then; open hand,
To subservient to my own end,
Cuz see,
The wolf wins when the sheep eating,
Belly fulling just making the stakes (steaks) leaner,
Uh,
Meeting heat when you thought it was a meet and greet only to be left all alone on these frozen streets...
We Eating!!!
Really liked your verse had to piggy back a bit... 😅
I love last line uuuh you are just top notch
Love you dude🙏
Holy shit, impromptu, comment cypher, come peep this....
My umbilical cord was attatched to the mic as a foetus.
D'you belive this, check the weirdness?
A middle age bold man going purist on the speakers.
Niiice 👍
Hey I bought your premium unlimited lease for this btw this is too fire
ayy I saw that my guy I appreciate it, send the song over when you record something
@@BeatsByNar absolutely
Why not just have some fun The,evening time is always fun
You hit the line I’m on the run
don’t know you let me grab my gun
I walk 2 blocks for fashion fun
I won’t shoot if you decide to run
we part our ways the job is done (we gone)
👃👃👃
L'uzine - Reunion
Nací un 12 del 06 de 2001
Con ganas de nacer en las gemelas el 9 del 11 para despedirme temprano de este mundo
Aveces pienso así pero menos mal que soy muy cagón para matarme
Pero sería más de cagón querer matarme?
Pero igual entiendo el dolor pero mí accionar sería distinto
Antes que matarme te mataría me lo dice mí instinto
Me cagaria en todo si total no me importa la vida
Cuál es la línea fina que separa a un pensamiento suicida de uno homicida
Capaz que al homicida realmente no le importa lo que otros digan
Y es justamente el pensamiento que tengo cuando escupo estás rimas
Hace tiempo que mí tristeza se convirtió en cólera
Con 13 soñaba con hacer mis propia masacre de columbine
Pero guarde tanta mierda que ahora tengo una montaña
Y la voy a soltar toda antes de que me agarre la de la guadaña
Porque pienso irme al otro lado sin nada
Nomás vino y hielo porque voy a tener sed y calor entre las llamas
Si hijo de puta, fui mal influenciado por slim y por la maldad que vi en la street
You can suck my dick if you don like my shit, you know how it is
Cuando tengo razón es justo cuando más la pierdo
El más cuerdo de los locos y el más loco de los cuerdo
No tengo cura como cuando hay misa y cumpleaños infantil al mismo tiempo
Oh señor porque el padre no está en el templo?
Por medio de estás rimas puedo expresar lo que siento
Y conocerme, entender lo que pienso
Y menos mal que tengo esto
Si no uniese explotado por dentro, un cuerpo muerto arrastrándose por un mundo enfermo
Y yo semejante a el, pero hay gente que vale la pena
Y que me hace dudar de que la vida sea tan perra
El nacimiento de mí hermana me cambio la vida
Me hizo verme en retrospectiva y despertó mí empatia
Ver más allá de mí ego y de mí cúpula
Somos almas vacías y perdidas que nos llenamos de búsqueda
Por eso se por los que vivo y por los que mato
Pero hay culos limpios que quieren juzgar sin saber lo que pasamos
Yo por mí familia me mancho las manos y lo digo con orgullo
Vergüenza debería darte tener miedo a defender lo tuyo
Who else heard gorilla inc in their head while listening ❤
💯👍
cats trash on tracks, raps? them craps wack on wax, tthey need to relax, for they relapse, when the heat claps, weak emcees collapse, from the energy inner chi I max, if you into cheese, my macks gonna squeeze til your given me, the stacks, ugh if your in to read the stats, Im another hated underrated rapper just cause I made it, because I waited,
weak mc's deaths gon be lung related
after they bars get suffocated,
skill? was a question once debated,
now i mic check bars, its a PAYDAY/
This the gateway thats gon make you see stars, like you are a beach at capemay/
ion play bae, unless your bae watch,
you dont spray glocks, ion make rocks on straight scotch, although you gon take shots/
til I got grey locks growin lame stayin ya lane ya plain ya playing a game, to blame but what ya gain? get slain saying my name
for I flame ya frame, for your a shame, refrain, for ya the same, this aim? ya brain it'll claim, for being wit a little gang,
and if the havocs told,
we gon stomp you into a depth deeper than a rabbit hole
and watch a maggot fold for actin bold
if you got bars becareful before ya raps get stole
type stuff scare super man, or even those built to fight
the power of when I grip the mic, better off you gettin killed by a crip in ya crib tonight
than gettin ya throat slit with kryptonite
🌤🌩
404
Damn these potatoes good...seasoned with salt and pepper baked on a grill fired by wood.
Butter and garlic all on it
I took a bite like i should
I dont usually cook but I cook when you gotta shake up the books
Ingredients change cuz ingrates pang with a hunger like Galactus coming for the planet where i grow my plants. U eat whats on the table or nothing at all. If you having trouble heating yo food. Then you better eat it raw. Cuz hell hath no fury like a hunger for the call. Its time to feast😬
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