Let’s go deep inside my mind As I rewind to 95 Stack to survive hustler codes I divide Wavy fade chopping on blades Public enemy like Flav Blowing up like a grenade
Know enough to get paid As the the rhythm is slayed Viewing the ripples I made In the pond grab the mic and get it on to the breaka dawn for heavens sake I’m on Another level stay away from devils They only try to hurt ya when I’m on the mic it’s murda to the 1st degree yo I’m committin burglary ayo I’m nothin nice when I grab the vocal device it’ll burn burn to the third degree so think twice about touching it when I’m done wit it this rap shit I’m lovin it like Mickey Ds I’m gathering cheese so if you on the bullshit get from around me please I’m quick on the squeeze not speaking of a warm embrace I’ll swarm the place without a thought of hesitation causing resignation from rulers of the nation y’all stayin patient and waiting and being fancy I’m on some shit like Tom Clancy
Simulating unforgettable skills I’m one who.. conquered this matrix Without taking a pill Following rules of old Seeing these things in code Showing you how it goes Had a dream the path was shown But da bulk of us froze Damn
When I attempt to burn like hemp the temp is blaring, I'm staring off into space where I'm exempt and nobody's caring, never daring and new, I speak from the heart and most of it is true, art, continue to spark like bark on a barbecue, grill, chill like I haven't you, to hate me like I'm lesser than the most than the few, who got a clue and respect what I do, always respect the roots, there's never an excuse to lose, track of way back, in order to come better like natural resources in a habitat, weak forces try to inhabit that, music is my mother earth, she comes first, then I plant the seeds for the future to gather me in its rebirth, it's just care free no rehearse, until I'm gone in a hearse, I'll be rapping like a bird high on the tree, perched, looking down to the seas, wishing I could turn back time and look at these, rather unique, trade on display like it's trying to reach, with a message at least, something strong in it's speech, pattern, I amaze like great lanterns, radiate a soul not many got control for, but most of what I say not many will go for, that makes me so far good and slightly bipolar, I'm so gone you couldn't catch my song with ultra sonar, as I waik through the depths of the madness, and rise to set sail for my women of Atlantis, mermaids with less fish legs and more stem roses, without thorns in their thighs to deny as this approaches, I want to settle tides and sway with the rhythm, she's the ocean I'm just a submariner with vision, sorry for veering down the usual path I map, it's just when I think of life I think of girls and rap, two of the reasons I go forth, and never give up hope so I never broke oars, still in this abyss looking for lesser chances of drowning with astounding penmanship, getting waved by many entrances because this relation ship not many find interest with, never sink while swimming and hemming the excess, the splash that happens is mostly fractions of what I kept in particular fashion, success is a restful night where stress is dampened by the spirit of peace in between the sheets of passion,
Every time I rhyme my mind collides with flashes of light, this one seems to rewind designs that are blacker then night. Lay this kind of rap on the page and see how my wordplay traps what you write, the ones who are thinking are writing but they only got the average insight for this rap shit or this life. I grab the bars and ride high up in the mind grabbing more rhymes from the back of the bike.
im rather unique, wen i fathom my speech i come with the illest physique wen im havin a feast boy u cannot tame the beast this beat hittin harder than u crashin a jeep no home for me and my homies only pass in the breeze so hold the mic or kindly pass it to me dont hit too hard u kno ur asthma gon tweak bitches love me slappin they cheeks but then turn it wen u happy at least i get to hav a grab ona beat and i don gotta try i catch it wit eaze this aint no cappin my g i hav em askin man wut happened wit peace i still keep it tight for blastin u see, i leav em dead as a nigga laughin at memes, hold bastards in cells oh well thats sumthin else they dad didnt need. -pls like
Spit it differently, far from slouchy, rock the independently, Sitting it like a senate be, once I excel, my vocal chords, aboard, the night train, to Georgia cant ignore tha, mind explorer, More pages, of rhymes than a Torah, others just boring ya, Let me, show ya how to finesse, the best, summertime no stress, Used to wear a vest, combat test, to measure, cues for my quest, Johnny, still tryna be, bravo in the cherry holes, but the ovens closed, Let me show ya, how it grows and grows, like David's soul, Feel these ghetto scrolls, scriptures of the only bold, who hold, Treat wisdom, like gold, others paying toll, knock out trolls, Easily, sittin in the corners, hating me, but at the same time, Time praising me, amazingly, as I penetrate the Hennessy, Plenty, to go round, heavy shells, packed for, the hallow rounds,
Armani stylesuits, with gutter troops, catching heats of the scoop, Alley-op, snatch a snitch, machine gun funk, gangsta spunk, Send the goons out, no doubt, moving like a Lucas route, Play close attention, to my ambitions, suspension, Got cams, all around me, feelin, like Bruce the god Almighty, But theres no TV, only me, as the bible, posted comfortably, Let my hands, stick together eyes closed, say a prayer, for me, To much to see, too many places to be, status of a don legacy, Readily, setting the plots, give all that Ive got, stash the plots, Take my secrets, to the grave, too many murders, a blazed, Stuck my infinite ways, no longer happy days, but I stays, True to self, my true wealth, unique I spit, so I play it in stealths,
The city crazy.. cops pull you for minor infraction approach the car hand on his gun ready for action/ they say they sending soldiers to war for our protection/ bros and sisters gunned in the street without a weapon
Pete Rock is a genius
This beat is so calm, Pete Rock one the GOAT
@Pierre *GPOAT & for sure
Jay Dee
East New York East New York East new YORK!!!
East New York east New York east new YORK !!!!
Amazing Pete
this beat is firee
Let’s go deep inside my mind
As I rewind to 95
Stack to survive
hustler codes
I divide
Wavy fade chopping on blades
Public enemy like Flav
Blowing up like a grenade
King VisionTv, we need to make a song bro
That's hot
Know enough to get paid
As the the rhythm is slayed
Viewing the ripples I made
In the pond grab the mic and get it on to the breaka dawn
for heavens sake I’m on
Another level
stay away from devils
They only try to hurt ya
when I’m on the mic it’s murda to the 1st degree
yo I’m committin burglary
ayo I’m nothin nice when I grab the vocal device
it’ll burn burn to the third degree
so think twice about touching it when I’m done wit it
this rap shit I’m lovin it like Mickey Ds
I’m gathering cheese so if you on the bullshit get from around me please
I’m quick on the squeeze not speaking of a warm embrace
I’ll swarm the place without a thought of hesitation
causing resignation from rulers of the nation y’all stayin patient and waiting and being fancy
I’m on some shit like Tom Clancy
Simulating unforgettable skills
I’m one who.. conquered this matrix
Without taking a pill
Following rules of old
Seeing these things in code
Showing you how it goes
Had a dream the path was shown
But da bulk of us froze
Damn
@@danieldearo1699 that’s 🔥
When I attempt to burn like hemp the temp is blaring, I'm staring off into space where I'm exempt and nobody's caring, never daring and new, I speak from the heart and most of it is true, art, continue to spark like bark on a barbecue, grill, chill like I haven't you, to hate me like I'm lesser than the most than the few, who got a clue and respect what I do, always respect the roots, there's never an excuse to lose, track of way back, in order to come better like natural resources in a habitat, weak forces try to inhabit that, music is my mother earth, she comes first, then I plant the seeds for the future to gather me in its rebirth, it's just care free no rehearse, until I'm gone in a hearse, I'll be rapping like a bird high on the tree, perched, looking down to the seas, wishing I could turn back time and look at these, rather unique, trade on display like it's trying to reach, with a message at least, something strong in it's speech, pattern, I amaze like great lanterns, radiate a soul not many got control for, but most of what I say not many will go for, that makes me so far good and slightly bipolar, I'm so gone you couldn't catch my song with ultra sonar, as I waik through the depths of the madness, and rise to set sail for my women of Atlantis, mermaids with less fish legs and more stem roses, without thorns in their thighs to deny as this approaches, I want to settle tides and sway with the rhythm, she's the ocean I'm just a submariner with vision, sorry for veering down the usual path I map, it's just when I think of life I think of girls and rap, two of the reasons I go forth, and never give up hope so I never broke oars, still in this abyss looking for lesser chances of drowning with astounding penmanship, getting waved by many entrances because this relation ship not many find interest with, never sink while swimming and hemming the excess, the splash that happens is mostly fractions of what I kept in particular fashion, success is a restful night where stress is dampened by the spirit of peace in between the sheets of passion,
CLASSIC MATERIAL!! SALUTE!!
Every time I rhyme my mind collides with flashes of light, this one seems to rewind designs that are blacker then night. Lay this kind of rap on the page and see how my wordplay traps what you write, the ones who are thinking are writing but they only got the average insight for this rap shit or this life. I grab the bars and ride high up in the mind grabbing more rhymes from the back of the bike.
Simply living
In a world I wanna be
Would I have to
Say goodbye to everything
im rather unique,
wen i fathom my speech
i come with the illest physique
wen im havin a feast
boy u cannot tame the beast
this beat hittin harder than u crashin a jeep
no home for me and my homies only pass in the breeze
so hold the mic or kindly pass it to me
dont hit too hard u kno ur asthma gon tweak
bitches love me slappin they cheeks
but then turn it wen u happy at least
i get to hav a grab ona beat
and i don gotta try i catch it wit eaze
this aint no cappin my g
i hav em askin man wut happened wit peace
i still keep it tight for blastin u see,
i leav em dead as a nigga laughin at memes,
hold bastards in cells oh well thats sumthin else they dad didnt need.
-pls like
Lol what?
This beat makes me think of STEEZ
Low beat but still good
Spit it differently, far from slouchy, rock the independently,
Sitting it like a senate be, once I excel, my vocal chords, aboard,
the night train, to Georgia cant ignore tha, mind explorer,
More pages, of rhymes than a Torah, others just boring ya,
Let me, show ya how to finesse, the best, summertime no stress,
Used to wear a vest, combat test, to measure, cues for my quest,
Johnny, still tryna be, bravo in the cherry holes, but the ovens closed,
Let me show ya, how it grows and grows, like David's soul,
Feel these ghetto scrolls, scriptures of the only bold, who hold,
Treat wisdom, like gold, others paying toll, knock out trolls,
Easily, sittin in the corners, hating me, but at the same time,
Time praising me, amazingly, as I penetrate the Hennessy,
Plenty, to go round, heavy shells, packed for, the hallow rounds,
Cool
1:25
Armani stylesuits, with gutter troops, catching heats of the scoop,
Alley-op, snatch a snitch, machine gun funk, gangsta spunk,
Send the goons out, no doubt, moving like a Lucas route,
Play close attention, to my ambitions, suspension,
Got cams, all around me, feelin, like Bruce the god Almighty,
But theres no TV, only me, as the bible, posted comfortably,
Let my hands, stick together eyes closed, say a prayer, for me,
To much to see, too many places to be, status of a don legacy,
Readily, setting the plots, give all that Ive got, stash the plots,
Take my secrets, to the grave, too many murders, a blazed,
Stuck my infinite ways, no longer happy days, but I stays,
True to self, my true wealth, unique I spit, so I play it in stealths,
The city crazy.. cops pull you for minor infraction approach the car hand on his gun ready for action/ they say they sending soldiers to war for our protection/ bros and sisters gunned in the street without a weapon
Sound like some raekwon type shit ghost face
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