Yo we in a fight here Accept Jesus Christ and get your sight clear I write clear Versus about Christ Lord And praise Him thru the night for All my life and eternity I don’t know if you’re hearing me I’m seeking Jesus with a urgency This is breaking news I’m Ron burgundy I had a disease til I got surgery By Christ’s word Now I like serve The only true God I was too fraud I got two jobs Praise the Lord and praise the Lord I don’t know what y’all waiting for Take a tour Of the Bible And get revival And give your soul peace I’m Jesus sheep like my name is bo peep His ways are so deep I wish I could get no sleep So I had more time to praise dawg Without Yahweh I am way odd Even on my day job I stay singing songs I was thinking wrong Til I met Christ Now I’m like snoop dogg living my best life
I’ll point the rocket like Chris Paul, rifles like the size of brittney griner that bitch tall, I’m risking 20 years before I work at the strip mall, you saying you the plug but never answered a brick call, you’d testify, compress the dope but cut it less to get em extra high, ima get this money til I’m sleeping w the pesticides, 2 ropes in a school zone, double Dutch, I was taught to never spend a nickel til I double up
I’ll point the rocket like Chris Paul, rifles like the size of Britney griner that bitch tall, I’m risking 20 years before I work at the strip mall, you saying you the plug but never answered a brick call, you’d testify, compress the dope and cut it less to get em extra high, ima get this money til ima sleeping with the pesticides
Whats up, I fw your creativity. I subscribed to your channel. Possiblywe work on something together sometime. Hear some of my instrumentals. See if you dig it.
I ain't the game, n for sure i aint cass/ but who cares cuz when i spit it's so hot n fast/ I'm havin a blast, bout' to rob another Bitch/ Keep tryna stop me boy, is you tryna get hit/Now I just took anotha mil/ I'm ready to kill/ I'ma bring this pain, you better bring anotha pill/ Im pullin out this gun, won't miss cuz I got da skill/ Don't care about haters, just stayin on my grind/ If you piss me off, you best start lookin behind/ Don't hide, just run/ I'm chasing like a marathon, except I
Auggy on a another cassidy beat any competion strate difeat I usualy write most my stuff sheet after sheet ....of paper Cause I'm money hungry and i dont mean da book Bars so hot the beat starting to cook ONE ON ONE rapping Dis 14 year old will have any nigga shook Cake the only thing I take opurtunity the only thing i took can't c me honestly try to take a look brains is the key to any lock in world we call earth beast since birth got me wondering wat is life realy worth If jus end up n dirt
ima king, practically the boss of the spittin ring. im like a dictionary on the brink of self destruction but its no abduction like ET now fone home or take a trip to rome and back cuz ur gettin hammered in the dome, now im burnin alone, its goin thru de membrane it b tht mary jane tht kills the cells of the brain but u must not refrain cuz these niggas b on sum wierd shit all i do is aim for the head but u on ur death bed but now im poppin ur bitches cherry each nite btw her bush is prety scary
aim for the head click clack now ur dead im boutz to go make dem covers turn from white to red now u niggas lookin at me like a sped, but yeo im jest a little bit ahead im reachin for the finish line, but the cops behind my ride jest followin me to the hide out now yur fuccen about to die turnin from sober to high, nigga ur jest a guy im the hulk i gut the bulk i turn green n get mean turn u niggas sheen in the face now dont try to erase or fucc up the pace nigga shot to the face.. battle me
im doing alot right so i have a shit load of haters an in one bite i will destroy anyone who opposes me like a gator so back down home boy because that choice would be in your best favor or i could go hood on you an send you to the lord almighty savior for letting you live dont worry about it now im not drake but you can thank me later but if i ever see you again you'll meet your maker! an when its all said an done ill have you looking like a mummy wrapped in toilet paper
AIM FA DA HEAD// u get FLAME FA DA BREAD// once my BRAINS GETTIN FED// its a SHAME U'LL BE DEAD// cuz i'll kill u wit my flow, the HAZE IS MY MED// or i'll send my goonie thru, dey look like JASON WIT DREADS// you'll run fa da jakes cuz u CAME WIT DA FEDS//but i came witcha dame, had ur lady in bed.....
@MauiWowiHydroo I don't die, I multiply, Transform into my design, We jump u til u start 2 cry, Poor baby, Couldn't handle me cause I'm raw n crazy, That rips u like claws n fangs not like ur baby teeth, That's barely growing, My style is blinding u cause it's glowing, U c the light, I b the might, U just lost from the fight, I like the fact u keep coming 4 more 2 get beat, Like pussies in the sheets, I crave 4 this like potheads 4 sweets, that's my high, U just die, Now u're out of ur mind
@MauiWowiHydroo Stop lying 2 urself, It's bad 4 ur health, U didn't win, U're out of wind, 4 running ur mouth on track, What r u about jack, U regret 2 bout w/ me in a rap, I don't blame u, But @ ur head I aim @ u, Blowing it off clean, I'm only half human rest of me is a machine, Plasma cannons w/ red dot beams, I dead drop ur team, U're just living a dream, If u think u're victorious, That's like coming back alive as Big Pun n Notorious, U lost that's how the story went, Read n weep about it
@MauiWowiHydroo Bell rung So hell's on W/fire 2 flame U haven't started yet and I retired your game My empire's insane Warrior with a cry when he slays Till you're bloody and can barely regain consciousness That's how I be dropping it Dumping bodies in piles thugs be loving it No mercy All dirty All my work is done already You're done like spaghetti With your balls on top Your blood is the sauce and the rest of you is noodle So don't draw a gun just take a paper and doodle Or make u into menudo
The bell rung So the hell's on With fire to flame You haven't started yet and I retired your game My empire's insane Warrior with a cry when he slays Till you're bloody and can barely regain consciousness That's how I be dropping it Dumping bodies in piles thugs be loving it No mercy All dirty All my work is done already You're done like spaghetti With your balls on top Your blood is the sauce and the rest of you is noodle So don't draw a gun just take a paper and doodle Or make u into menudo
now thats real talk. i dunno how to crip walk but i can get u crippled n u wouldnt be able to walk. i turn ur arms n legs in to metal plates if i ever catch u hatin on a nigga that got food on his plate. thats wat u get if u hate thats y i never hate. i dun fucks wit the new shit im more wit the old shit thats y im carvin my rhyme on a rocky slate.
im hot but i aint in the kitchen. its kinda cold where im livin. got no money for heat i could barely afford a beat. but i still come up wit shit that have u jumpin out ur seat. i could rhyme for weeks not sleep n play that c-lo for keeps. i call what i get to keep n if u disagree wit me ill put ur ass to sleep. cops roam thru the door n find u dead on the bed. temple leakin blood drippin from ur head.
stayed in the streets when I shoulda been in school but the teacher couldn't profess lessons that i'd learn from different sessions and situations the ghetto essence of my adolescence is still present but I try to suppress it I don't know why when I shoulda sometimes just let my true self fly and show these fools why I don't need 'em my gifts I give to feed 'em but they gettin' too greedy biten up my styles and facts liven fat off my clever raps but now I'm gunna have to put an end to that
Rappin is my Lifestyle. thats wat im Living Off/ Excuse my flow for the Continuous Cough/ If u didnt get the line Meaning Im Sick and Im Raw/ Breaking the laws. not giving a Fuck at Allll/ Aim for the Head no Hesitation. no need to Pause/ One hit to the Leg.. Two hits to the Chest/ Gaspin on the Stretcher trying to hold is Last Breathe/ ..uhh Yes im on Top, im far from the Rest/ Love money to Death i mean im so Obsessed/ .If ya Lyrics aint right im Something u shouldn't Test/
Aye Look...I chose growing up the hard way / Even though the son bright like broad day / Im tryna get right I listen to my momz say / Jae leave it alone and try to find Gods way / You dont know what im going through (madd stressin) / But I know who im going to (madd blessing) / (Yes) Free me from transgressions / You only doing right while living by God Blessings / Maybe if I do right God he can bring me a new light / Cause im feeling blind I need a new sight ~Jae Blessed~
you fake...come around my block talkin bout you makin cake..ill turn your forehead into an 8..after i peal your wig back and ya skull gets scraped..im an ape..im the great...witout an undergound tape..im doin pretty good if you ask me..spittin it nasty..cincinnati in da buildin give me daps when you pas me
Take it personal if you want or need to like a bad chic on her cycle/ chumps is truffle sweet melt you silly dillys style type explosive pyro/ comin at me foul with the same respect as a pizza to your eyeful i ain direct on point like eiffle/i see you chumps need sleep baby than go ahead and drool plus i love to squeeze the mic arsenal til the limbs over achin like day after workouts with laps in the pool punclines have em ghastly ghostly unsolved jenny craig and groceries as you were saying/...
ill steel blu sheilds n a red sword...get sliced where it hurts worst.....i got werds thatll hav u stiff layin in a herse...no bitch shyt i wnt explain in my nexx verse....cuttin necks first...hard knuckles now my fist hurts...we on our dumb shyt not illetrate bitch..kickin shyt thatll make u praise me wen u stand up...so stand tuff...or them ridersll get rough(NO HOMO)
Aim for the head, Like he were a zombie Quick grab the money Get in the car, leave him on the ground Outside of the bar Its dark out no one has noticed so far Cop sirens go off in the distance, Car rumbles from power of pistons We turn around, Pull off a U-turn Grabbed a molotov, threw it, watched the place burn As we head to the west side, We had a hitch hiker's thumb out for a ride we pick him up, Our luck he had a gun, The driver he shot, now he's dead and done, I got away, cowardly i run
With a vest covered in sweat, I step... I stepped. I step. I start the part of the most violent, bloodthirsty tyrant, butcher knife close so I can find it, chop off ya eyelids, cut you to pieces, ill give you every S.T.Diseases, you think I bring keeses, I bring trippin, catch you when your slippin, whoever finds you will be sick man, cuz ima open you up fill u up with tons of stuff, junky junk, I punk you punk, so pass the blunt, you smoke for a minute I smoke for a month.
huh aim for the head and clap lead kill it till i cant tell kill until i can't tell if its a female or male nutter him and the beat got raps ready like a can of fresh beets and u know the kid he bring the heat let these people know i anit playing round spray a round and make they ass get outta town like waka flocka say i don't laugh all i do is frown lay ya all in bed no nightgown make the toster go right on ya crown
im bouta rip dis beat REST IN PEACE ! im writin my verse RITE NOW ! But come check out my video's && subscribe me, promise it aint gone be a waste of yo time -Meshbanga
cause this vigorous hash got me twistin it fast, real trippin in the moment and feelin entrapped cant remember where I've hidden the stash aint no mentionin that, the mission of rap, is to get the visionary rappers to crack and open they souls, hopin they falls, hash got me tripping like the wizard of Oz, Now tell me motherfuckers, who is the BOSS Im that dude thats in charge, like gimme the keys to your car, you sleezy bizzarre the reason you brawl fuck it ain't really no reason involved
nigga i gott game like madden no free throws but free shots come for those who think they hot been had it locked you still on ya tippy toes tryna get outta da box don't have ta flip a pack ta stay on top i hold dis cannon 2 ya bitches mom's nd pops i run dis shyt no doubt yu gon call da cops my city stay fly like bird in a mid sunrise so he claimin they touch sky but haven't even broke the record for being dat guy misjudge my swagg nd yu can kiss ya ass goodbye never disrespect mill on his grind
took a break for a minute but now I'm back on it/ the flow so nice I don't even need a track on it/ my acapellas got the haters thinkin, "daggonit, the young nigga murdered the verse and sprinkled crack on it..."
yall niggas claim to be real,but you aint show me yet , i pack a big steal,that will leave yo whole chest wet , now ya moms at the fenaral dressed in all black,that what you get for tryin to run wit tha alley cat,yeah i the shit bitch thats why i stay fly, dont ask why ,
Matt Hoffa interview w/ G Herbo brought me here.
Herbo
Bruh I wrote a lot of sht to this beat over the years
You are watching a master at work
juice freestyled to this
I gotta cat in the hat wit a bat that’s fat give a whiplash like a bad crash
Yo we in a fight here Accept Jesus Christ and get your sight clear I write clear Versus about Christ Lord And praise Him thru the night for All my life and eternity I don’t know if you’re hearing me I’m seeking Jesus with a urgency This is breaking news I’m Ron burgundy I had a disease til I got surgery By Christ’s word Now I like serve The only true God I was too fraud I got two jobs Praise the Lord and praise the Lord I don’t know what y’all waiting for Take a tour Of the Bible And get revival And give your soul peace I’m Jesus sheep like my name is bo peep His ways are so deep I wish I could get no sleep So I had more time to praise dawg Without Yahweh I am way odd Even on my day job I stay singing songs I was thinking wrong Til I met Christ Now I’m like snoop dogg living my best life
Reading these weak lyrics is not something that people want to do.
gangsta🤐
I’ll point the rocket like Chris Paul, rifles like the size of brittney griner that bitch tall, I’m risking 20 years before I work at the strip mall, you saying you the plug but never answered a brick call, you’d testify, compress the dope but cut it less to get em extra high, ima get this money til I’m sleeping w the pesticides, 2 ropes in a school zone, double Dutch, I was taught to never spend a nickel til I double up
I’ll point the rocket like Chris Paul, rifles like the size of Britney griner that bitch tall, I’m risking 20 years before I work at the strip mall, you saying you the plug but never answered a brick call, you’d testify, compress the dope and cut it less to get em extra high, ima get this money til ima sleeping with the pesticides
i made the best freestyle to this off the dome industry wise too
Whats up, I fw your creativity. I subscribed to your channel. Possiblywe work on something together sometime. Hear some of my instrumentals. See if you dig it.
gherbo breakfast club interview brought me here
me 2
Just got brought here from same vid lmao
Same lol
🙋🏽♂️
Dope check out Jimi Productionz for dope instrumentals!
This track is Cass, Jin, & J-Hood, not the Game.
I ain't the game, n for sure i aint cass/ but who cares cuz when i spit it's so hot n fast/ I'm havin a blast, bout' to rob another Bitch/ Keep tryna stop me boy, is you tryna get hit/Now I just took anotha mil/ I'm ready to kill/ I'ma bring this pain, you better bring anotha pill/ Im pullin out this gun, won't miss cuz I got da skill/ Don't care about haters, just stayin on my grind/ If you piss me off, you best start lookin behind/ Don't hide, just run/ I'm chasing like a marathon, except I
Reading these weak lyrics is not something that people want to do.
I snape on this instrumental check me out at young ''assassin'' pay back of the aim by your head instrumental
Richporter
cassidy and the game are real gangs
Auggy on a another cassidy beat any competion strate difeat I usualy write most my stuff sheet after sheet ....of paper Cause I'm money hungry and i dont mean da book Bars so hot the beat starting to cook ONE ON ONE rapping Dis 14 year old will have any nigga shook Cake the only thing I take opurtunity the only thing i took can't c me honestly try to take a look brains is the key to any lock in world we call earth beast since birth got me wondering wat is life realy worth If jus end up n dirt
ima king, practically the boss of the spittin ring. im like a dictionary on the brink of self destruction but its no abduction like ET now fone home or take a trip to rome and back cuz ur gettin hammered in the dome, now im burnin alone, its goin thru de membrane it b tht mary jane tht kills the cells of the brain but u must not refrain cuz these niggas b on sum wierd shit all i do is aim for the head but u on ur death bed but now im poppin ur bitches cherry each nite btw her bush is prety scary
aim for the head click clack now ur dead im boutz to go make dem covers turn from white to red now u niggas lookin at me like a sped, but yeo im jest a little bit ahead im reachin for the finish line, but the cops behind my ride jest followin me to the hide out now yur fuccen about to die turnin from sober to high, nigga ur jest a guy im the hulk i gut the bulk i turn green n get mean turn u niggas sheen in the face now dont try to erase or fucc up the pace nigga shot to the face.. battle me
wow u all suck at flowin
UpNorth Ct lmaooo
I'm abt 2 kill this beat
im doing alot right so i have a shit load of haters an in one bite i will destroy anyone who opposes me like a gator so back down home boy because that choice would be in your best favor or i could go hood on you an send you to the lord almighty savior for letting you live dont worry about it now im not drake but you can thank me later but if i ever see you again you'll meet your maker! an when its all said an done ill have you looking like a mummy wrapped in toilet paper
AIM FA DA HEAD// u get FLAME FA DA BREAD// once my BRAINS GETTIN FED// its a SHAME U'LL BE DEAD// cuz i'll kill u wit my flow, the HAZE IS MY MED// or i'll send my goonie thru, dey look like JASON WIT DREADS// you'll run fa da jakes cuz u CAME WIT DA FEDS//but i came witcha dame, had ur lady in bed.....
@MauiWowiHydroo I don't die, I multiply, Transform into my design, We jump u til u start 2 cry, Poor baby, Couldn't handle me cause I'm raw n crazy, That rips u like claws n fangs not like ur baby teeth, That's barely growing, My style is blinding u cause it's glowing, U c the light, I b the might, U just lost from the fight, I like the fact u keep coming 4 more 2 get beat, Like pussies in the sheets, I crave 4 this like potheads 4 sweets, that's my high, U just die, Now u're out of ur mind
@MauiWowiHydroo Stop lying 2 urself, It's bad 4 ur health, U didn't win, U're out of wind, 4 running ur mouth on track, What r u about jack, U regret 2 bout w/ me in a rap, I don't blame u, But @ ur head I aim @ u, Blowing it off clean, I'm only half human rest of me is a machine, Plasma cannons w/ red dot beams, I dead drop ur team, U're just living a dream, If u think u're victorious, That's like coming back alive as Big Pun n Notorious, U lost that's how the story went, Read n weep about it
@MauiWowiHydroo I'll respond to it anyways and catch up.
@MauiWowiHydroo I apologizes. I had to handle some stuff. I misunderstood you I didn't know you wanted to going on for more.
@MauiWowiHydroo Bell rung So hell's on W/fire 2 flame U haven't started yet and I retired your game My empire's insane Warrior with a cry when he slays Till you're bloody and can barely regain consciousness That's how I be dropping it Dumping bodies in piles thugs be loving it No mercy All dirty All my work is done already You're done like spaghetti With your balls on top Your blood is the sauce and the rest of you is noodle So don't draw a gun just take a paper and doodle Or make u into menudo
The bell rung So the hell's on With fire to flame You haven't started yet and I retired your game My empire's insane Warrior with a cry when he slays Till you're bloody and can barely regain consciousness That's how I be dropping it Dumping bodies in piles thugs be loving it No mercy All dirty All my work is done already You're done like spaghetti With your balls on top Your blood is the sauce and the rest of you is noodle So don't draw a gun just take a paper and doodle Or make u into menudo
now thats real talk. i dunno how to crip walk but i can get u crippled n u wouldnt be able to walk. i turn ur arms n legs in to metal plates if i ever catch u hatin on a nigga that got food on his plate. thats wat u get if u hate thats y i never hate. i dun fucks wit the new shit im more wit the old shit thats y im carvin my rhyme on a rocky slate.
im hot but i aint in the kitchen. its kinda cold where im livin. got no money for heat i could barely afford a beat. but i still come up wit shit that have u jumpin out ur seat. i could rhyme for weeks not sleep n play that c-lo for keeps. i call what i get to keep n if u disagree wit me ill put ur ass to sleep. cops roam thru the door n find u dead on the bed. temple leakin blood drippin from ur head.
i will murder dis beat
stayed in the streets when I shoulda been in school but the teacher couldn't profess lessons that i'd learn from different sessions and situations the ghetto essence of my adolescence is still present but I try to suppress it I don't know why when I shoulda sometimes just let my true self fly and show these fools why I don't need 'em my gifts I give to feed 'em but they gettin' too greedy biten up my styles and facts liven fat off my clever raps but now I'm gunna have to put an end to that
Rappin is my Lifestyle. thats wat im Living Off/ Excuse my flow for the Continuous Cough/ If u didnt get the line Meaning Im Sick and Im Raw/ Breaking the laws. not giving a Fuck at Allll/ Aim for the Head no Hesitation. no need to Pause/ One hit to the Leg.. Two hits to the Chest/ Gaspin on the Stretcher trying to hold is Last Breathe/ ..uhh Yes im on Top, im far from the Rest/ Love money to Death i mean im so Obsessed/ .If ya Lyrics aint right im Something u shouldn't Test/
Reading these weak lyrics is not something that people want to do.
Aye Look...I chose growing up the hard way / Even though the son bright like broad day / Im tryna get right I listen to my momz say / Jae leave it alone and try to find Gods way / You dont know what im going through (madd stressin) / But I know who im going to (madd blessing) / (Yes) Free me from transgressions / You only doing right while living by God Blessings / Maybe if I do right God he can bring me a new light / Cause im feeling blind I need a new sight ~Jae Blessed~
Reading these weak lyrics is not something that people want to do.
you fake...come around my block talkin bout you makin cake..ill turn your forehead into an 8..after i peal your wig back and ya skull gets scraped..im an ape..im the great...witout an undergound tape..im doin pretty good if you ask me..spittin it nasty..cincinnati in da buildin give me daps when you pas me
Take it personal if you want or need to like a bad chic on her cycle/ chumps is truffle sweet melt you silly dillys style type explosive pyro/ comin at me foul with the same respect as a pizza to your eyeful i ain direct on point like eiffle/i see you chumps need sleep baby than go ahead and drool plus i love to squeeze the mic arsenal til the limbs over achin like day after workouts with laps in the pool punclines have em ghastly ghostly unsolved jenny craig and groceries as you were saying/...
ill steel blu sheilds n a red sword...get sliced where it hurts worst.....i got werds thatll hav u stiff layin in a herse...no bitch shyt i wnt explain in my nexx verse....cuttin necks first...hard knuckles now my fist hurts...we on our dumb shyt not illetrate bitch..kickin shyt thatll make u praise me wen u stand up...so stand tuff...or them ridersll get rough(NO HOMO)
Aim for the head, Like he were a zombie Quick grab the money Get in the car, leave him on the ground Outside of the bar Its dark out no one has noticed so far Cop sirens go off in the distance, Car rumbles from power of pistons We turn around, Pull off a U-turn Grabbed a molotov, threw it, watched the place burn As we head to the west side, We had a hitch hiker's thumb out for a ride we pick him up, Our luck he had a gun, The driver he shot, now he's dead and done, I got away, cowardly i run
Reading these weak lyrics is not something that people want to do.
With a vest covered in sweat, I step... I stepped. I step. I start the part of the most violent, bloodthirsty tyrant, butcher knife close so I can find it, chop off ya eyelids, cut you to pieces, ill give you every S.T.Diseases, you think I bring keeses, I bring trippin, catch you when your slippin, whoever finds you will be sick man, cuz ima open you up fill u up with tons of stuff, junky junk, I punk you punk, so pass the blunt, you smoke for a minute I smoke for a month.
huh aim for the head and clap lead kill it till i cant tell kill until i can't tell if its a female or male nutter him and the beat got raps ready like a can of fresh beets and u know the kid he bring the heat let these people know i anit playing round spray a round and make they ass get outta town like waka flocka say i don't laugh all i do is frown lay ya all in bed no nightgown make the toster go right on ya crown
im bouta rip dis beat REST IN PEACE ! im writin my verse RITE NOW ! But come check out my video's && subscribe me, promise it aint gone be a waste of yo time -Meshbanga
@YungFame843 i gave u a thumbs down (i ve seen u other posts n u could of done a lot better like on burn dis city u was deccent)
cause this vigorous hash got me twistin it fast, real trippin in the moment and feelin entrapped cant remember where I've hidden the stash aint no mentionin that, the mission of rap, is to get the visionary rappers to crack and open they souls, hopin they falls, hash got me tripping like the wizard of Oz, Now tell me motherfuckers, who is the BOSS Im that dude thats in charge, like gimme the keys to your car, you sleezy bizzarre the reason you brawl fuck it ain't really no reason involved
nigga i gott game like madden no free throws but free shots come for those who think they hot been had it locked you still on ya tippy toes tryna get outta da box don't have ta flip a pack ta stay on top i hold dis cannon 2 ya bitches mom's nd pops i run dis shyt no doubt yu gon call da cops my city stay fly like bird in a mid sunrise so he claimin they touch sky but haven't even broke the record for being dat guy misjudge my swagg nd yu can kiss ya ass goodbye never disrespect mill on his grind
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took a break for a minute but now I'm back on it/ the flow so nice I don't even need a track on it/ my acapellas got the haters thinkin, "daggonit, the young nigga murdered the verse and sprinkled crack on it..."
Reading these weak lyrics is not something that people want to do.
yall niggas claim to be real,but you aint show me yet , i pack a big steal,that will leave yo whole chest wet , now ya moms at the fenaral dressed in all black,that what you get for tryin to run wit tha alley cat,yeah i the shit bitch thats why i stay fly, dont ask why ,
yall garbag mane,im goin show yall real quicc iight