This instrumental was used by Y.O.U.N.G, a collective of graffiti artists, producers, emcees, clothing designers and more trying to bring back a vintage style of hip hop similar to Flatbush Zombies. The song and more can be found on the Y.O.U.N.G channel.
Uh, i am magnificence my My nigga juice calls it thugnificence You can't see the difference I'm internally greater than thee I shall foresee What I'm determined to be A king siting on some riches looking down on you bitches as you dig your ditches Adding slop to you trough that's food for thought bitches No facade I'm greater than a god I grant wishes But only of my own cause I'm evil to the bone Like an OG in the zone now I'm gone
Just puting this out there not wack like the rest :P__ Now I know that rapping don’t make me immortal, bitch But I know that rapping can make me important, bitch Now I’m the type of guy that gets mood swings, smack a bitch I’m the type of guy that takes two swings at a bitch And this from someone who meditate like a Buddhist Having haters left and right asking how he do this The truth is, I don’t even know though My mood goes up and down, like bouncing on a pogo Stick, photo this My eyes play tricks when I trip I think I’m seeing spirits, thinking that you hear this But you ain’t hear shit All you hear is 2 Chainz bragging about his whip He likes his cars how he likes his dogs, no roof Bet he likes bitches in their youth with no tooth I have to admit I disapprove I like bitches young, but he likes them under 2 On da Tuesday I be sitting with my crew Guess I’m on my own again, who would of knew Organised a threesome no-shows account to 2 Still had a good time, just me and my boo If you’re smart you’d know I mean my right hand This ain’t how I normally spit; it’s just how I can I ain’t from the hood, ain’t from the gangland But rappers get shook when they see a pen in my hand Pending on their actions might have an interaction Won’t go well, wise for them to be absent I’m from the UK you can tell by my accent People say I can’t rap but who fucking asked them I find a superhero and then I’ll unmask them I don’t give two shits if they fly I’ll fly past them Past all the planes and past all the choppers People say I’m so sick should go to the doctors People listen to Tyler but I’m even odder People fear the fire but bitch I’m even hotter I got no worries Hakuna matata I just referenced Lion King, guess I’m Mufasa And I can move faster than everyone of you You’re all too slow like you’re seventy-two You’re all still sleeping, get a third eye view Time for you to wake up, cock-a-doodle-doo I can choose to chew on any fucking rapper I spit hot and I’m white that’s a firecracker Shots be fired at ya, if you try to battle me I’m so unstable you unable to handle me I’m only un-signed cos they can’t label me Your rhymes are fables, my rhymes fatalities Sitting at the roundtable thinking who to roundhouse Your rhymes so suspect, bitch you just got found out Y-Y-Y-Y-You let this hound out I’m the fucking king so pass me my crown now I spit from the sundown until the sunrise I’m nocturnal like an owl, and I am wise You think you rap sick bitch stop these fucking lies I’m the fucking shit can’t you see these fucking flies
never reincarnating im coming back rezzurected son i seen the father of a holy ghost dressed in jewels and gold he said the world is cold better get it if you want and them visions left me haunted
The Architect at it againn. Erick you a fuckin genius Peep my track wit this beat - soundcloud.com/officialminjay/penitentiary-prod-by-erick-arc 47 Shittt
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erick arc elliot is the fuckin man
This instrumental was used by Y.O.U.N.G, a collective of graffiti artists, producers, emcees, clothing designers and more trying to bring back a vintage style of hip hop similar to Flatbush Zombies. The song and more can be found on the Y.O.U.N.G channel.
Huh?
This is fire
Dopee
todays agenda
Im a spiritual lyrical individual spiritual miracle individual
lmao
subliminal.. in your swimming pool
Uh, i am magnificence my
My nigga juice calls it thugnificence
You can't see the difference I'm internally greater than thee I shall foresee
What I'm determined to be
A king siting on some riches looking down on you bitches as you dig your ditches
Adding slop to you trough that's food for thought bitches
No facade I'm greater than a god I grant wishes
But only of my own cause I'm evil to the bone
Like an OG in the zone now I'm gone
Just puting this out there not wack like the rest :P__
Now I know that rapping don’t make me immortal, bitch
But I know that rapping can make me important, bitch
Now I’m the type of guy that gets mood swings, smack a bitch
I’m the type of guy that takes two swings at a bitch
And this from someone who meditate like a Buddhist
Having haters left and right asking how he do this
The truth is, I don’t even know though
My mood goes up and down, like bouncing on a pogo
Stick, photo this
My eyes play tricks when I trip
I think I’m seeing spirits, thinking that you hear this
But you ain’t hear shit
All you hear is 2 Chainz bragging about his whip
He likes his cars how he likes his dogs, no roof
Bet he likes bitches in their youth with no tooth
I have to admit I disapprove
I like bitches young, but he likes them under 2
On da Tuesday I be sitting with my crew
Guess I’m on my own again, who would of knew
Organised a threesome no-shows account to 2
Still had a good time, just me and my boo
If you’re smart you’d know I mean my right hand
This ain’t how I normally spit; it’s just how I can
I ain’t from the hood, ain’t from the gangland
But rappers get shook when they see a pen in my hand
Pending on their actions might have an interaction
Won’t go well, wise for them to be absent
I’m from the UK you can tell by my accent
People say I can’t rap but who fucking asked them
I find a superhero and then I’ll unmask them
I don’t give two shits if they fly I’ll fly past them
Past all the planes and past all the choppers
People say I’m so sick should go to the doctors
People listen to Tyler but I’m even odder
People fear the fire but bitch I’m even hotter
I got no worries Hakuna matata
I just referenced Lion King, guess I’m Mufasa
And I can move faster than everyone of you
You’re all too slow like you’re seventy-two
You’re all still sleeping, get a third eye view
Time for you to wake up, cock-a-doodle-doo
I can choose to chew on any fucking rapper
I spit hot and I’m white that’s a firecracker
Shots be fired at ya, if you try to battle me
I’m so unstable you unable to handle me
I’m only un-signed cos they can’t label me
Your rhymes are fables, my rhymes fatalities
Sitting at the roundtable thinking who to roundhouse
Your rhymes so suspect, bitch you just got found out
Y-Y-Y-Y-You let this hound out
I’m the fucking king so pass me my crown now
I spit from the sundown until the sunrise
I’m nocturnal like an owl, and I am wise
You think you rap sick bitch stop these fucking lies
I’m the fucking shit can’t you see these fucking flies
Wack
L
Butt cheeks
more like ass crack with a dab of illiterate cheese.
fucking trash
Ya
Please do more better off dead instrumentals!
I have Drug Parade and a WAY better version of My Team, SUPREME up on my soundcloud. check it out @ soundcloud.com/spooktype
never reincarnating im coming back rezzurected
son i seen the father of a holy ghost dressed in jewels and gold he said the world is cold better get it if you want and them visions left me haunted
The Architect at it againn. Erick you a fuckin genius
Peep my track wit this beat - soundcloud.com/officialminjay/penitentiary-prod-by-erick-arc
47 Shittt