Stats inflating, pencils erasing The fans going wild selling out It’s amazing Bing bong, this ain’t New York But I’ll sing along This ain’t the same sport Still I’ll turn it to a song My sword swinging strong The chords strumming on Like the chorus in your heart I’ll get you from the start I’m a stunner, not a star Still I’m shooting pretty far With this music, yeah I’m stupid Still I do it for the spark That I get in my mind Every time I write a rhyme There’s no reason for me to believe it Still I’m hooked on the line Like a fish out of water Shorts spurts from the ships of Gibraltar Like the sea, I rise but rarely falter For that, I can thank my father That’s a fact, I rose and conquered My inner-foe, ego Persona non grata These flows, they flip Strive then they prosper Inside and out of Til they pristine & polished Like a full-fledged product This rhyme set is promised I promise but don’t trust the process I’ve been thrown off the horse Too many times to count, kid So I’m sorry if I’m cautious Pardon me, this ain’t the time For an apology But honestly, my mind can get Ambitious, dumb & confident A consequence of being anonymous Mr. Cat Stockton, can please ya stop in? Don’t ya see, ya can’t just leave or walk in This a soul purpose, a journey towards greatness And in order to make it, ya gotta do some waiting The time is for the taking in the moment as it’s breaking Down with the sound in a room that is vacant It’s a certain type of flavor You can taste it once it’s shaping But for now, settle down Relax like it’s vacation I’m anxious like I’m at the train station Pacing up down like the CTA, mate Chicago born and raised So of course, I entertain I’m the source of sensation For all the bad bitches bellyaching Waiting for Prince Charming To sweep em' off they feet Well check the first name, hun I’m halfway to the beach I’ll be storming like it’s Normandy Normally, the force can be The heartbeat fortunately My fortune’s full of irony Fueled with silver, gold, and iron Only a fool would start the fire That’s me, I walk the line Motherfucker
5 hrs ago from the uk is UNACCEPTABLE. Need to remove some notification bells for a chance at that premium 'first 10-min listen' feeling. Anywho, phenomenal work, as always.
I feel like I’m in the stu with you when you make this shit that euphoric feeling of just feeling the bass and the imagery from the melody i’m not even nodding my head (because of focus not dissonance) cause i’m just so locked in i’m gonna email you what i’m writing to this
Simply put we is what we is If I could I go back to play games as a kid From the hood got biz kept it benj like a cig I auta be ashamed of all of the shit that I did I wasn’t selfish couldn’t help it I just want to be big For all the hell I received For commiting a sin Ring a bell Can’t believe What kind of cell I’m in They thought I fell But im round I’m just jumpin in Water cold but I’m told Ahhhh….
Grim reapers reap souls Teachers teach little children How to see the whole picture And how to play there role Preachers practice religious faith Having sinned every day But thank the Savior For making his days done To sacrifice his vessel and soul To take the public beating and hanged For us to be able To continue misbehaving Leaps of faith in translation Seems to deep in history To be seen a religious scripture to me But who am I to be A naysayer that does believe In the power of faith And the misguided dishonor Of people held responsible To be speaking to our maker Cheap tricks Neat and slick If I do say so myself I wish I thought of telling people That the Lord himself Speaks through me Id be a Bishop at least Living in Venice, Italy Tricked myself to think Id be truthful when I speak But people see what they wanna see Make believe Making light that doesn't even shine right Divine might? Made in China If your asking me how made it Nothing against Asia But they make everything that breaks Right away From A-z Children know the saying clear Hear me Me Chinese Me play joke Me make cheap mode of coke And dope China white More like poor mans opiate Fentanyl But stronger by thrice Carfenyntal More and more Cheaper powder More cut Baking powder Come ain't soda either The base is soda when you make it transform to a rock Skipping stones Across the ripples of time Cheating lifeline Tricks times nine
Harbimisin harbiyim ve rahatsizim bu haline Bir daha dene bi kafile bi mikrofonda abine Var kenemi tazele 2pac gibiyim sahnede Yildizlarin arasinda bi kurt gibiyim mahallede
I want it. Let me bless you i have words you see and these words they just they just flow into sentences and keep going until they evlove into melodies. This creation ive made has to be allinged with this piece of art right here, i will take no more no less. Please, talk to me. How can i get this beat, i wanna share our work with the world.
yah figure what is figment judged by the contents of the character, not pigment i lost confidence, so what's given in return, i asked the giver knowledge from the fern, as i'm staring churn butter trynna find my way through this garish arid space i didn't look anyone in the eyes for five years hunched over, unconfident told by the face fissures, unlock me of this earthly tether i seek a teller, a beacon fore my soul finally shrivels its been looking like a plant, gasping for agua drooping like its been cemented in the shade somehow i grew out of the concrete ran with the pain, through the hands of life's defensive brigade like LT limbs slipping off me fast as a lightning bolt, wake me up from this coffin like coffee Ice cold aswhim Hoff and i pop off charging through like a dog i'm a rottweiler praise the kaiser poisoned by Phizer can i achieve what's envisioned opened my third iris
porch steps til 10 pm where i fucking sat waiting for my mom oh siht where she at nobody came and never did niether gone in a flash erupting in ether then i was 12 or so wanted some closure i guess all this pent up hate from leaving a mess all the stress you made from leaving me dad
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LET A TON OF SPACE ON THIS ONE, SPILL UR HEART OUT
You’re a G for that
Will do 🫡
Bet
I feel it between each note too fr
I dead just made a song dedicated to someone before reading this comment. Coincide is not real, fate is!
This thumbnail is everything
Stats inflating, pencils erasing
The fans going wild selling out
It’s amazing
Bing bong, this ain’t New York
But I’ll sing along
This ain’t the same sport
Still I’ll turn it to a song
My sword swinging strong
The chords strumming on
Like the chorus in your heart
I’ll get you from the start
I’m a stunner, not a star
Still I’m shooting pretty far
With this music, yeah I’m stupid
Still I do it for the spark
That I get in my mind
Every time I write a rhyme
There’s no reason for me to believe it
Still I’m hooked on the line
Like a fish out of water
Shorts spurts from the ships of Gibraltar
Like the sea, I rise but rarely falter
For that, I can thank my father
That’s a fact, I rose and conquered
My inner-foe, ego
Persona non grata
These flows, they flip
Strive then they prosper
Inside and out of
Til they pristine & polished
Like a full-fledged product
This rhyme set is promised
I promise but don’t trust the process
I’ve been thrown off the horse
Too many times to count, kid
So I’m sorry if I’m cautious
Pardon me, this ain’t the time
For an apology
But honestly, my mind can get
Ambitious, dumb & confident
A consequence of being anonymous
Mr. Cat Stockton, can please ya stop in?
Don’t ya see, ya can’t just leave or walk in
This a soul purpose, a journey towards greatness
And in order to make it, ya gotta do some waiting
The time is for the taking in the moment as it’s breaking
Down with the sound in a room that is vacant
It’s a certain type of flavor
You can taste it once it’s shaping
But for now, settle down
Relax like it’s vacation
I’m anxious like I’m at the train station
Pacing up down like the CTA, mate
Chicago born and raised
So of course, I entertain
I’m the source of sensation
For all the bad bitches bellyaching
Waiting for Prince Charming
To sweep em' off they feet
Well check the first name, hun
I’m halfway to the beach
I’ll be storming like it’s Normandy
Normally, the force can be
The heartbeat fortunately
My fortune’s full of irony
Fueled with silver, gold, and iron
Only a fool would start the fire
That’s me, I walk the line
Motherfucker
Insane, levels above!
Def gonna spill my thoughts on this❤
Amazing Instrumental ✨
5 hrs ago from the uk is UNACCEPTABLE. Need to remove some notification bells for a chance at that premium 'first 10-min listen' feeling.
Anywho, phenomenal work, as always.
U FEEEL ME
Incredible
masterpiece canvas…🔥🔥🔥
THANK U HOMIE
you are a maniac for not letting drums come in. but still a good beat
I NEED HELP
have you ever listened to a west side gun beat before😭.
I think this dude missed the memo of drumless hip hop and didnt hear the kitchen lights come on
so smooth bruh🥶
THANK U GGG
I need this🔥
TAKE IT
W STOIC🔥🔥🔥
W U
beautiful
THANKS G
My favorite from you 🔥🔥🔥
ME2
I feel like I’m in the stu with you when you make this shit that euphoric feeling of just feeling the bass and the imagery from the melody i’m not even nodding my head (because of focus not dissonance) cause i’m just so locked in i’m gonna email you what i’m writing to this
Awesome Beat Like
LIKE
😤🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
AYO AYO
❤
goooooooooooood lord
Wow
🔥🔥
Beat so fire bro missed the 🍎🍎😖😖🔥🔥
LMAO YEAAA
Simply put we is what we is
If I could I go back to play games as a kid
From the hood got biz kept it benj like a cig
I auta be ashamed of all of the shit that I did
I wasn’t selfish couldn’t help it
I just want to be big
For all the hell
I received
For commiting a sin
Ring a bell
Can’t believe
What kind of cell I’m in
They thought I fell
But im round I’m just jumpin in
Water cold but I’m told
Ahhhh….
UH OH 😎 I THINK YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS
Indubitably my friend
YUP
This needs more boom shnp CLAP On top
Grim reapers
reap souls
Teachers teach little children
How to see the whole picture
And how to play there role
Preachers practice religious faith
Having sinned every day
But thank the Savior
For making his days done
To sacrifice his vessel and soul
To take the public beating and hanged
For us to be able
To continue misbehaving
Leaps of faith in translation
Seems to deep in history
To be seen a religious scripture to me
But who am I to be
A naysayer that does believe
In the power of faith
And the misguided dishonor
Of people held responsible
To be speaking to our maker
Cheap tricks
Neat and slick
If I do say so myself
I wish I thought of telling people
That the Lord himself
Speaks through me
Id be a Bishop at least
Living in Venice, Italy
Tricked myself to think
Id be truthful when I speak
But people see what they wanna see
Make believe
Making light that doesn't even shine right
Divine might?
Made in China
If your asking me how made it
Nothing against Asia
But they make everything that breaks
Right away
From A-z
Children know the saying clear
Hear me
Me Chinese
Me play joke
Me make cheap mode of coke
And dope
China white
More like poor mans opiate
Fentanyl
But stronger by thrice
Carfenyntal
More and more
Cheaper powder
More cut
Baking powder
Come ain't soda either
The base is soda when you make it transform to a rock
Skipping stones
Across the ripples of time
Cheating lifeline
Tricks times nine
TRU
CLEARING THE AIR TYPE BEAT
OFF YO CHEST
Yo bro i use your beats to freestyle as a hobby and it’s rare for you to make a bad beat
Harbimisin harbiyim ve rahatsizim bu haline
Bir daha dene bi kafile bi mikrofonda abine
Var kenemi tazele 2pac gibiyim sahnede
Yildizlarin arasinda bi kurt gibiyim mahallede
1hr gang
40 HRS
MMMMMMMM
I want it. Let me bless you i have words you see and these words they just they just flow into sentences and keep going until they evlove into melodies. This creation ive made has to be allinged with this piece of art right here, i will take no more no less. Please, talk to me. How can i get this beat, i wanna share our work with the world.
How much for exclusive rights?
3 million euros
EMAILME
100 babloons
bro if this beat have a change like boombap be the trap that will be real shit ! i hope i can linten that！
#GRETNESS #OKKOOL
yah
figure what is figment
judged by the contents of the character, not pigment
i lost confidence, so what's given in return,
i asked the giver
knowledge from the fern, as i'm staring
churn butter
trynna find my way through this garish arid space
i didn't look anyone in the eyes for five years
hunched over, unconfident told by the face
fissures, unlock me of this earthly tether
i seek a teller, a beacon fore my soul finally shrivels
its been looking like a plant, gasping for agua
drooping like its been cemented in the shade
somehow i grew out of the concrete
ran with the pain,
through the hands of life's defensive brigade
like LT limbs slipping off me
fast as a lightning bolt,
wake me up from this coffin like coffee
Ice cold aswhim Hoff and
i pop off
charging through like a dog
i'm a rottweiler
praise the kaiser
poisoned by Phizer
can i achieve what's envisioned
opened my third iris
porch steps til 10 pm where i fucking sat
waiting for my mom oh siht where she at
nobody came and never did niether
gone in a flash erupting in ether
then i was 12 or so wanted some closure i guess
all this pent up hate from leaving a mess
all the stress you made from leaving me dad
Don’t work
И ты снова доверишься непонятно кому