So let’s rap to every high hat You can’t hide that. Told you fight Back. But I’ll bight back. Are you certain that your hurtin close the curtain when they lurkin. I watch it all tumble down. shit get sticky , way too icky. I just hoped that you would miss me. Bullets sprayed I hope they miss me. That pain too tall watch his hopes crumble down, and his fears settled now. Rest in peace to them brothers in them streets. So let’s rap for all them brothers witch who mothers wish they smothered ooh those bullets filled with goons. Don’t fill them coffins way too soon 1:24 I hope you grow up Better than what you are No need to show up Our radiance take us far Be knowing just how we grow up be willin to heal scars.
Subtly sidechaining the kick to the melodies and percussion helps give the kick more room to breath in the mix. Also look into using tape saturation plugins to add more punch to individual channels or the master channel.
"use to suppress my intuition with the drugs.... rep my city to the death..... on mission with the thugs, I really didnt feel love, hated myself, look at the state of myself, blowing alot of that white, damn look at the state of my health, fuck, had to make a change, or I would died depressed, now Im tryna make a dif-ference with the little bit of life I got left, shit, facing my traumas hard, open ya hearts to it, but Im still driven by the pussy, show you how the cons doit, I hope I never gotta hold another shotty in my hands, cause doing a very long lag in parry not in my plans, I need to find another way to deal with my anger shit, if I address my issues then il have a better relationship" -Dyslo
Ça tourne en rond dans les quartiers pour trouver des galbé Mais Carré ta vu les corps ta reconnu la galère Depuis petit c’est clair Je suis Dans l’ombre des gros petch des gros zde poto j’suis dans l’chocolat comme galère Chocolat comme galère Gros Téma c’est baleze Surtout gros téma comment j’m’en bas les steak T’auras beau sauter mais t’aura pas les pièces Des l’début T’auras beau zouker mais t’aura pas Mon sperme
I’m quick to tell her, go and get another D**k, She wanna know what I did with the other B***h, I tell her nothing, so she be thinking hella S**t, She don’t wanna grind, Have sex No Mo’, So I be on the grind, tryna flex on Hoes, Not tryna pull no muscle, tryna work it out, Tryna stretch my dough with this word of mouth, I’m that nigga that you neva heard about, That be bending corners an Swervin round, Comin off the top with windows down, What’s that BEAT playin, That’s D’ playin, Let my nuts hang and leave my meat swayin No offense but that’s Me sprayin Verbal Halitosis, I came to dead you Roaches, When I celebrate, I drink Mimosas, Won’t hesitate, to run you Over, I’m in the wrong, fuck the right of way, put you in a hearse, let you ride away, put you in the dirt, let you rot away, you gotta better verse, nigga not today!
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fye!
appreciate you bro
Smino lookin at us like I know yall can cook up to this
Nah fr im writing rn D crack the de Vinci on this one🤌🏾🧘🏽♂️✨
🔥🔥🔥🔥
🤯
CRAAAAZYYYY 🔥🔥🔥
Dope 🔥🔥🔥
appreciate it 🙏🏿
So let’s rap to every high hat
You can’t hide that. Told you fight
Back. But I’ll bight back. Are you certain that your hurtin close the curtain when they lurkin. I watch it all tumble down. shit get sticky , way too icky. I just hoped that you would miss me. Bullets sprayed I hope they miss me. That pain too tall watch his hopes crumble down, and his fears settled now. Rest in peace to them brothers in them streets. So let’s rap for all them brothers witch who mothers wish they smothered ooh those bullets filled with goons. Don’t fill them coffins way too soon
1:24
I hope you grow up
Better than what you are
No need to show up
Our radiance take us far
Be knowing just how we grow up
be willin to heal scars.
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Wow amazing 👍👍💯
thanks
U ARE INCREDIBLE BRO 💯🔥🙏
broo how do you get your kicks to hit like this
Subtly sidechaining the kick to the melodies and percussion helps give the kick more room to breath in the mix. Also look into using tape saturation plugins to add more punch to individual channels or the master channel.
@@DArtizt will def look into some tape saturation bro thank you 🙏 (also sidechaining the kick to percs is such a cheat code)
respond to this comment with freestyles :
"use to suppress my intuition with the drugs.... rep my city to the death..... on mission with the thugs, I really didnt feel love, hated myself, look at the state of myself, blowing alot of that white, damn look at the state of my health, fuck, had to make a change, or I would died depressed, now Im tryna make a dif-ference with the little bit of life I got left, shit, facing my traumas hard, open ya hearts to it, but Im still driven by the pussy, show you how the cons doit, I hope I never gotta hold another shotty in my hands, cause doing a very long lag in parry not in my plans, I need to find another way to deal with my anger shit, if I address my issues then il have a better relationship"
-Dyslo
Ça tourne en rond dans les quartiers pour trouver des galbé
Mais Carré ta vu les corps ta reconnu la galère
Depuis petit c’est clair
Je suis Dans l’ombre des gros petch des gros zde
poto j’suis dans l’chocolat comme galère
Chocolat comme galère
Gros Téma c’est baleze
Surtout gros téma comment j’m’en bas les steak
T’auras beau sauter mais t’aura pas les pièces
Des l’début T’auras beau zouker mais t’aura pas Mon sperme
I’m quick to tell her, go and get another D**k,
She wanna know what I did with the other B***h,
I tell her nothing, so she be thinking hella S**t,
She don’t wanna grind, Have sex No Mo’,
So I be on the grind, tryna flex on Hoes,
Not tryna pull no muscle, tryna work it out,
Tryna stretch my dough with this word of mouth,
I’m that nigga that you neva heard about,
That be bending corners an Swervin round,
Comin off the top with windows down,
What’s that BEAT playin, That’s D’ playin,
Let my nuts hang and leave my meat swayin
No offense but that’s Me sprayin
Verbal Halitosis,
I came to dead you Roaches,
When I celebrate, I drink Mimosas,
Won’t hesitate, to run you Over,
I’m in the wrong, fuck the right of way, put you in a hearse, let you ride away, put you in the dirt, let you rot away, you gotta better verse, nigga not today!
I wrote the hottest shit I ever wrote to this track just now