Outside in an all black ride Tint rolled up when I'm high Said they all wanna live but I just wanna die Mo-Motherfucker, if you're looking for me find me in the night I got a knife don't want to fight I want to take your fucking life and end it right on sight When I strike, if you bark better bite Block hot, fuck the cops Pop a six shot Glock Then I trot to the rocks With me own blood clot Red dot, bodies drop when I cock then I spot No tomb, no plot, throw them off of the yacht Undocked with the slot of the skull Hanging in the fucking river, ho $u-$uicide, 666, *59 so cynical [Yung Plague:] Got a pound in the blunt I'm loungin' Pour another round I'm drownin' Climb to the top I will jump off the mountain, aye Swervin', Swervin' in a motherfucking all white Crown Vic Blue lights mounted, Siren howlin' Stole it from a cop because he popped another brown kid, aye Got the town lit up by the flames that I made from my grey serenade Make way for the Plague On the 7th day grey bodies lay in their graves Still got the badge still got the gun Still got the patch still got the stun Still got the cash bitch I burn it for fun Put the Glock to my skull then I... [Pouya:] Yuh, yuh, yuh South Side $uicide, kill yourself, ho Say you gettin' money but your numbers don't show You a liar, baseball bat fully wrapped in barbed wire For anyone that's tryna get by us I been thinkin' a lot I see these rappers tryna get at my spot Robb told me you gotta get it how you live Told that bitch "You better get up out my biz" Pickle-breath-ass ho with a face like thizz (Shut the fuck up) You don't want no issue with Nose seen more blow than most nose seen a tissue I got anxiety so I can't really do an interview Don't come close to me I'm not the one to really do it how it's 'sposed to be Independent, tell the label to get over me I'm over here with my peers gettin' rich point blank Before I bring her to the crew make sure that bitch don't stink Ain't no rules to the game, talk how you want Walk how you want, my job is the shit I used to clean up shit from the rim of the toilet Now I'm gettin' money, I don't gotta pack a pistola Okay, maybe, cause jealousy make a man go crazy (go cray) Money make a motherfucker hate me One thousand bitches they all wanna date me
@TheCrayTrey if they give you the rights to use this beat or if it’s fine using it as long as you link the original song in the description but this would make a good humbling beat t
Outside in an all black ride, tint rolled up when I'm high Said they all wanna live, but I just wanna die Motherfucker, if you're looking for me, find me in the night I got a knife, don't wanna fight I wanna take your fucking life, and end it right on sight When I strike, if you bark, better bite Block hot, fuck the cops, pop a six-shot Glock Then I trot to the rocks, with me own blood clot Red-dot, bodies drop when I cock, then I spot No tomb, no plot, throw 'em off of the yacht, undocked With the slot of the skull hangin' in the fucking river, ho $ui-$uicide, 6-6-6, *59, so cynical [Verse 2: Yung Plague] Got a pound in the blunt, I'm loungin' Pour another round, I'm drownin' Climb to the top, I will jump off the mountain, ayy Swerve, swervin' in a motherfucking all-white Crown Vic' Blue light mounted, siren howlin' Stole it from a cop because he popped another brown kid (Ayy) Got the town lit up by the flame that I made From my grey serenade, make way for the Plague On the seventh day, grey bodies lay in they graves Still got the badge, still got the gun Still got the patch, still got the stun Still got the cash, bitch, I burn it for fun Put the Glock to my skull then I- [Verse 3: Pouya] Yuh, yuh, yuh, $outh $ide $uicide, kill yourself, ho Say you gettin' money, but your numbers don't show, you a liar Baseball bat fully wrapped in barbed wire For anyone that's tryna get by us (Bitch) I been thinkin' a lot, I see these rappers tryna get at my spot Robb told me you gotta get it how you live Told that bitch, "You better get up out my biz" Pickle-breath-ass ho with a face like thizz (Shut the fuck up) You don't want no issue with Nose seen more blow than most nose seen a tissue I got anxiety so I can't really do an interview Don't come close to me I'm not the one to really do it how it's 'posed to be Independent, tell the label to get over me I'm over here with my peers, gettin' rich point blank Before I bring her to the crew make sure that bitch don't stink Ain't no rules to the game, talk how you want (Yuh) Walk how you want (Yuh), my job is the shit I used to clean up shit from the rim of the toilet Now I'm gettin' money, I don't gotta pack a pistola Okay, maybe (Maybe), 'cause jealousy make a man go crazy Money make a motherfucker hate me One thousand bitches, they all wanna date me
Outside in an all black ride, tint rolled up when I'm high Said they all wanna live, but I just wanna die Mo-motherfucker, if you're looking for me, for me find me in the night I got a knife, don't wanna fight I wanna take your fuckin' life, and end it right, on sight When I strike, if you bark, better bite Block hot, fuck the cops, pop a six-shot Glock Then I trot to the rocks, with me own blood clot Red-dot, bodies drop when I cock, then I spot No tomb, no plot, throw 'em off of the yacht Undocked with the slot of the skull Hangin' in the fucking river, ho $ui-$uicide, 666, *59, so cynical Got a pound in the blunt, I'm loungin' Pour another round, I'm drownin' Climb to the top, I will jump off the mountain, ay Swerve, swervin' in a motherfuckin' all-white Crown Vic Blue lights mounted, siren howlin' Stole it from a cop, because he popped another brown kid, ay Got the town lit up by the flame that I made from my grey serenade Make way for the Plague On the 7th day, grey bodies lay in they graves Still got the badge, still got the gun Still got the patch, still got the stun Still got the cash, bitch, I burn it for fun Put the Glock to my skull then I Yuh, yuh, yuh $outh $ide $uicide, kill yourself, ho Say you gettin' money, but your numbers don't show You a liar, baseball bat fully wrapped in barbed wire For anyone that's tryna get by us I been thinkin' a lot I see these rappers tryna get at my spot Robb told me you gotta get it how you live Told that bitch, "you better get up out my biz" Pickle-breath-ass ho with a face like thizz You don't want no issue with Nose seen more blow than most nose seen a tissue I got anxiety so I can't really do an interview Don't come close to me I'm not the one to really do it how it's 'sposed to be Independent, tell the label to get over me I'm over here with my peers gettin' rich point blank Before I bring her to the crew make sure that bitch don't stink Ain't no rules to the game, talk how you want Walk how you want, my job is the shit I used to clean up shit from the rim of the toilet Now I'm gettin' money, I don't gotta pack a pistola Okay, maybe, cause jealousy make a man go crazy Money make a motherfucker hate me One thousand bitches they all wanna date me
shoot em with the shotty they gon get dropped, slugs in yo head make yo head hot, 13 the hottest rapper on the block, pop you in the chest make your heart stop, got a rot they call him young chop, ima ima ima ima shut em open up shop. how I rap you know I do it everyday, bastard mafia stay pay or obey, our aim show that we don't even play, bastard mafia make the sky turn grey. yo yo this track gon make you feel dead, when I rhyme you can taste a lil led, got the ak with the infrared, ima teddy bear call me young ted,
J'erre sans but dans l'océan comme un sans papier a lacher mes galères en lettre de sang sur le papier a cracher mes glaires sur vos visages sans pitié dans lrap jdécouvre de nouveau horizon comme jacques cartier sous jack daniels, a l'abordage pas de quartier soulé par les vieux bof qui parlent que cul qui pensent qu'aux filles moi je veux partir a DAM avec mes potes et penser coffee certains n'sassume que par l'arrogance et le conflit avoir une grande gueule c'est dangereux, rgarde sarko contre kadafi t'as même juste a proner la paix, rgarde jesus sur le crucifix la liberté d'expression se perde, trop de fragile jte le certifie. mes mots sont placé sur la prod de facon chirgugical j'assume parfaitement mon nouveau statut d'fisteur vocal comme les félins, je suis jamais loin de mon coté animal en plus je suis un gros viandar comme cbon vieux lecter Hannibal jkiff les rpas de pauvres et de flemmard type pate carbo ou les raclettes de barbare soupoudré d'un bon bedo ma regularité est digne de celle d'un psychopate et mes sons intensifs comme le conflit serbo-croate je trace ligne sur ligne facon toxicopour faire des morceaux a l'odeur d'ammoniac t'avise surtout pas de tester mes legions demoniaques (1.50) Salope! suce la jambe de bois du capitaine tu me parle j'ai pas confiance en toi, tu mfais penser a une roumaine Salope! jsuis fonsdé tout les jours dla smaine jsuis pas adepte du yoga, pourtant H24 jsuis toujours zen comme un rastaman jsuis toujours faya jroule des pers même sur la playa jveux faire polèmique comme l'abaya et surtout ne pas sombrer comme l'empire maya rien n'est insurmontable j'entame la montée de l'himalaya
Outside in an all black ride Tint rolled up when I'm high Said they all wanna live but I just wanna die Mo-Motherfucker, if you're looking for me find me in the night I got a knife don't want to fight I want to take your fucking life and end it right on sight When I strike, if you bark better bite Block hot, fuck the cops Pop a six shot Glock Then I trot to the rocks With me own blood clot Red dot, bodies drop when I cock then I spot No tomb, no plot, throw them off of the yacht Undocked with the slot of the skull Hanging in the fucking river, ho $u-$uicide, 666, *59 so cynical [Yung Plague:] Got a pound in the blunt I'm loungin' Pour another round I'm drownin' Climb to the top I will jump off the mountain, aye Swervin', Swervin' in a motherfucking all white Crown Vic Blue lights mounted, Siren howlin' Stole it from a cop because he popped another brown kid, aye Got the town lit up by the flames that I made from my grey serenade Make way for the Plague On the 7th day grey bodies lay in their graves Still got the badge still got the gun Still got the patch still got the stun Still got the cash bitch I burn it for fun Put the Glock to my skull then I... [Pouya:] Yuh, yuh, yuh South Side $uicide, kill yourself, ho Say you gettin' money but your numbers don't show You a liar, baseball bat fully wrapped in barbed wire For anyone that's tryna get by us I been thinkin' a lot I see these rappers tryna get at my spot Robb told me you gotta get it how you live Told that bitch "You better get up out my biz" Pickle-breath-ass ho with a face like thizz (Shut the fuck up) You don't want no issue with Nose seen more blow than most nose seen a tissue I got anxiety so I can't really do an interview Don't come close to me I'm not the one to really do it how it's 'sposed to be Independent, tell the label to get over me I'm over here with my peers gettin' rich point blank Before I bring her to the crew make sure that bitch don't stink Ain't no rules to the game, talk how you want Walk how you want, my job is the shit I used to clean up shit from the rim of the toilet Now I'm gettin' money, I don't gotta pack a pistola Okay, maybe, cause jealousy make a man go crazy (go cray) Money make a motherfucker hate me One thousand bitches they all wanna date me
![[FREE] Dark NF type beat - “Damned” | Prod. by 133 Beatz](http://i.ytimg.com/vi/n6ztrrrzBMk/mqdefault.jpg)
This is my alarm clock in the morning
True
That must be scary af
lmao
A tip : you can watch series at kaldroStream. Me and my gf have been using them for watching loads of movies during the lockdown.
@Morgan Kamari yea, have been using Kaldrostream for since december myself :D
00:18 🦅🔱
...ooor 🏃🏻♀️
Daaaamn when the beat dropped i heard them lyrics in my head lmao
Outside in an all black ride
Tint rolled up when I'm high
Said they all wanna live but I just wanna die
Mo-Motherfucker, if you're looking for me find me in the night
I got a knife don't want to fight
I want to take your fucking life and end it right on sight
When I strike, if you bark better bite
Block hot, fuck the cops
Pop a six shot Glock
Then I trot to the rocks
With me own blood clot
Red dot, bodies drop when I cock then I spot
No tomb, no plot, throw them off of the yacht
Undocked with the slot of the skull
Hanging in the fucking river, ho
$u-$uicide, 666, *59 so cynical
[Yung Plague:]
Got a pound in the blunt I'm loungin'
Pour another round I'm drownin'
Climb to the top I will jump off the mountain, aye
Swervin', Swervin' in a motherfucking all white Crown Vic
Blue lights mounted, Siren howlin'
Stole it from a cop because he popped another brown kid, aye
Got the town lit up by the flames that I made from my grey serenade
Make way for the Plague
On the 7th day grey bodies lay in their graves
Still got the badge still got the gun
Still got the patch still got the stun
Still got the cash bitch I burn it for fun
Put the Glock to my skull then I...
[Pouya:]
Yuh, yuh, yuh
South Side $uicide, kill yourself, ho
Say you gettin' money but your numbers don't show
You a liar, baseball bat fully wrapped in barbed wire
For anyone that's tryna get by us
I been thinkin' a lot
I see these rappers tryna get at my spot
Robb told me you gotta get it how you live
Told that bitch "You better get up out my biz"
Pickle-breath-ass ho with a face like thizz
(Shut the fuck up)
You don't want no issue with
Nose seen more blow than most nose seen a tissue
I got anxiety so I can't really do an interview
Don't come close to me
I'm not the one to really do it how it's 'sposed to be
Independent, tell the label to get over me
I'm over here with my peers gettin' rich point blank
Before I bring her to the crew make sure that bitch don't stink
Ain't no rules to the game, talk how you want
Walk how you want, my job is the shit
I used to clean up shit from the rim of the toilet
Now I'm gettin' money, I don't gotta pack a pistola
Okay, maybe, cause jealousy make a man go crazy (go cray)
Money make a motherfucker hate me
One thousand bitches they all wanna date me
This is easily one of the best beats in all of rap
Deadly Ass Beat🔥🤘🏽😈🤘🏽🔥
Instrumentals go just as hard if not harder than the lyrics
What's the singing in the background sampled from?
That’s what I wanna know
@@glock1inthetop45 i think it isn't sampled bro. is it?
Sounds like the naruto shippuden soundtrack
th-cam.com/video/KKQNXJWbvjY/w-d-xo.html
I’m singing this song everyday
@TheCrayTrey if they give you the rights to use this beat or if it’s fine using it as long as you link the original song in the description but this would make a good humbling beat t
Outside in an all black ride, tint rolled up when I'm high
Said they all wanna live, but I just wanna die
Motherfucker, if you're looking for me, find me in the night
I got a knife, don't wanna fight
I wanna take your fucking life, and end it right on sight
When I strike, if you bark, better bite
Block hot, fuck the cops, pop a six-shot Glock
Then I trot to the rocks, with me own blood clot
Red-dot, bodies drop when I cock, then I spot
No tomb, no plot, throw 'em off of the yacht, undocked
With the slot of the skull hangin' in the fucking river, ho
$ui-$uicide, 6-6-6, *59, so cynical
[Verse 2: Yung Plague]
Got a pound in the blunt, I'm loungin'
Pour another round, I'm drownin'
Climb to the top, I will jump off the mountain, ayy
Swerve, swervin' in a motherfucking all-white Crown Vic'
Blue light mounted, siren howlin'
Stole it from a cop because he popped another brown kid (Ayy)
Got the town lit up by the flame that I made
From my grey serenade, make way for the Plague
On the seventh day, grey bodies lay in they graves
Still got the badge, still got the gun
Still got the patch, still got the stun
Still got the cash, bitch, I burn it for fun
Put the Glock to my skull then I-
[Verse 3: Pouya]
Yuh, yuh, yuh, $outh $ide $uicide, kill yourself, ho
Say you gettin' money, but your numbers don't show, you a liar
Baseball bat fully wrapped in barbed wire
For anyone that's tryna get by us (Bitch)
I been thinkin' a lot, I see these rappers tryna get at my spot
Robb told me you gotta get it how you live
Told that bitch, "You better get up out my biz"
Pickle-breath-ass ho with a face like thizz (Shut the fuck up)
You don't want no issue with
Nose seen more blow than most nose seen a tissue
I got anxiety so I can't really do an interview
Don't come close to me
I'm not the one to really do it how it's 'posed to be
Independent, tell the label to get over me
I'm over here with my peers, gettin' rich point blank
Before I bring her to the crew make sure that bitch don't stink
Ain't no rules to the game, talk how you want (Yuh)
Walk how you want (Yuh), my job is the shit
I used to clean up shit from the rim of the toilet
Now I'm gettin' money, I don't gotta pack a pistola
Okay, maybe (Maybe), 'cause jealousy make a man go crazy
Money make a motherfucker hate me
One thousand bitches, they all wanna date me
Outside in an all black ride, tint rolled up when I'm high
Said they all wanna live, but I just wanna die
Mo-motherfucker, if you're looking for me, for me find me in the night
I got a knife, don't wanna fight
I wanna take your fuckin' life, and end it right, on sight
When I strike, if you bark, better bite
Block hot, fuck the cops, pop a six-shot Glock
Then I trot to the rocks, with me own blood clot
Red-dot, bodies drop when I cock, then I spot
No tomb, no plot, throw 'em off of the yacht
Undocked with the slot of the skull
Hangin' in the fucking river, ho
$ui-$uicide, 666, *59, so cynical
Got a pound in the blunt, I'm loungin'
Pour another round, I'm drownin'
Climb to the top, I will jump off the mountain, ay
Swerve, swervin' in a motherfuckin' all-white Crown Vic
Blue lights mounted, siren howlin'
Stole it from a cop, because he popped another brown kid, ay
Got the town lit up by the flame that I made from my grey serenade
Make way for the Plague
On the 7th day, grey bodies lay in they graves
Still got the badge, still got the gun
Still got the patch, still got the stun
Still got the cash, bitch, I burn it for fun
Put the Glock to my skull then I
Yuh, yuh, yuh
$outh $ide $uicide, kill yourself, ho
Say you gettin' money, but your numbers don't show
You a liar, baseball bat fully wrapped in barbed wire
For anyone that's tryna get by us
I been thinkin' a lot
I see these rappers tryna get at my spot
Robb told me you gotta get it how you live
Told that bitch, "you better get up out my biz"
Pickle-breath-ass ho with a face like thizz
You don't want no issue with
Nose seen more blow than most nose seen a tissue
I got anxiety so I can't really do an interview
Don't come close to me
I'm not the one to really do it how it's 'sposed to be
Independent, tell the label to get over me
I'm over here with my peers gettin' rich point blank
Before I bring her to the crew make sure that bitch don't stink
Ain't no rules to the game, talk how you want
Walk how you want, my job is the shit
I used to clean up shit from the rim of the toilet
Now I'm gettin' money, I don't gotta pack a pistola
Okay, maybe, cause jealousy make a man go crazy
Money make a motherfucker hate me
One thousand bitches they all wanna date me
Way better than NiceMeme$ound, shit didn't even sound like $$$
yeah, too bad i'm almost 3 years late
XamN better late than never, g
shoot em with the shotty they gon get dropped, slugs in yo head make yo head hot, 13 the hottest rapper on the block, pop you in the chest make your heart stop, got a rot they call him young chop, ima ima ima ima shut em open up shop. how I rap you know I do it everyday, bastard mafia stay pay or obey, our aim show that we don't even play, bastard mafia make the sky turn grey. yo yo
this track gon make you feel dead,
when I rhyme you can taste a lil led,
got the ak with the infrared,
ima teddy bear call me young ted,
Can i buy this?
You need to ask scrim or ruby
I’m weak
Lol
Hahhah
J'erre sans but dans l'océan comme un sans papier
a lacher mes galères en lettre de sang sur le papier
a cracher mes glaires sur vos visages sans pitié
dans lrap jdécouvre de nouveau horizon comme jacques cartier
sous jack daniels, a l'abordage pas de quartier
soulé par les vieux bof qui parlent que cul qui pensent qu'aux filles
moi je veux partir a DAM avec mes potes et penser coffee
certains n'sassume que par l'arrogance et le conflit
avoir une grande gueule c'est dangereux, rgarde sarko contre kadafi
t'as même juste a proner la paix, rgarde jesus sur le crucifix
la liberté d'expression
se perde, trop de fragile jte le certifie.
mes mots sont placé sur la prod de facon chirgugical
j'assume parfaitement mon nouveau statut d'fisteur vocal
comme les félins, je suis jamais loin de mon coté animal
en plus je suis un gros viandar comme cbon vieux lecter Hannibal
jkiff les rpas de pauvres et de flemmard type pate carbo
ou les raclettes de barbare soupoudré d'un bon bedo
ma regularité est digne de celle d'un psychopate
et mes sons intensifs comme le conflit serbo-croate
je trace ligne sur ligne facon toxicopour faire des morceaux a l'odeur d'ammoniac
t'avise surtout pas de tester mes legions demoniaques (1.50)
Salope! suce la jambe de bois du capitaine
tu me parle j'ai pas confiance en toi, tu mfais penser a une roumaine
Salope! jsuis fonsdé tout les jours dla smaine
jsuis pas adepte du yoga, pourtant H24 jsuis toujours zen
comme un rastaman jsuis toujours faya
jroule des pers même sur la playa
jveux faire polèmique comme l'abaya
et surtout ne pas sombrer comme l'empire maya
rien n'est insurmontable j'entame la montée de l'himalaya
I just freestyled the shit out of this
Fr
Outside in an all black ride
Tint rolled up when I'm high
Said they all wanna live but I just wanna die
Mo-Motherfucker, if you're looking for me find me in the night
I got a knife don't want to fight
I want to take your fucking life and end it right on sight
When I strike, if you bark better bite
Block hot, fuck the cops
Pop a six shot Glock
Then I trot to the rocks
With me own blood clot
Red dot, bodies drop when I cock then I spot
No tomb, no plot, throw them off of the yacht
Undocked with the slot of the skull
Hanging in the fucking river, ho
$u-$uicide, 666, *59 so cynical
[Yung Plague:]
Got a pound in the blunt I'm loungin'
Pour another round I'm drownin'
Climb to the top I will jump off the mountain, aye
Swervin', Swervin' in a motherfucking all white Crown Vic
Blue lights mounted, Siren howlin'
Stole it from a cop because he popped another brown kid, aye
Got the town lit up by the flames that I made from my grey serenade
Make way for the Plague
On the 7th day grey bodies lay in their graves
Still got the badge still got the gun
Still got the patch still got the stun
Still got the cash bitch I burn it for fun
Put the Glock to my skull then I...
[Pouya:]
Yuh, yuh, yuh
South Side $uicide, kill yourself, ho
Say you gettin' money but your numbers don't show
You a liar, baseball bat fully wrapped in barbed wire
For anyone that's tryna get by us
I been thinkin' a lot
I see these rappers tryna get at my spot
Robb told me you gotta get it how you live
Told that bitch "You better get up out my biz"
Pickle-breath-ass ho with a face like thizz
(Shut the fuck up)
You don't want no issue with
Nose seen more blow than most nose seen a tissue
I got anxiety so I can't really do an interview
Don't come close to me
I'm not the one to really do it how it's 'sposed to be
Independent, tell the label to get over me
I'm over here with my peers gettin' rich point blank
Before I bring her to the crew make sure that bitch don't stink
Ain't no rules to the game, talk how you want
Walk how you want, my job is the shit
I used to clean up shit from the rim of the toilet
Now I'm gettin' money, I don't gotta pack a pistola
Okay, maybe, cause jealousy make a man go crazy (go cray)
Money make a motherfucker hate me
One thousand bitches they all wanna date me
wow