Yo Times have changed now my mind is strained, I’m still going through the struggle had to find my lane, people tend to pop ya bubble but I grind through pain, regardless as a hustla ima find my way,
As I walked thru the summer sun I yelled at the neon moon I hold my heart around a gun But not around you Cs she said "hey I miss you" I told her that luv is not what I'm into Go ahead do what ur friends do I seen it in my dreams Shit on repeat Up his shit with the beam U haven't seen what I've seen The sun died in my eyes The moon let out a cry The stars are racing And hearts are breaking The city shaking All the I hope I took, forsaken Remember? All the shit we did in November Roses burning like embers And fuck I couldn't remember All the love I lost Now I sit back when u cross, my mind And the liquor make the pain feel soft, Oh I Now I'm soulless But you'll catch me in the room rollin Tec by my heart, you'll never catch me foldin
Staying real but real for the down ... Down for the grow , down for the low, always on the highway , it's my way down for the flows and flowers always grow
And I deserve my respect brains don't matter when ya wig get split on sum third eye shit 47 til the world becomes balanced Sucks how I don't wanna be a rapper with this talent They suspect staying on my toes like a ballet Imma wolf its a full moon should I howl yet? Steez can bend spoons my forklift on a pallet I giddy up in the spur of the moment like a Gallup I got horses in the back mustang and a Porsche Chillin wit my niggas thinking on the porch Watching the Headless horseman rising from his corpse Since I'm ghost writing I should get him scorched They think its insanity buy cant handle my sanity Explaing my vanity knowing im just a candy geek Another way to say im just a rapper screaming damn daniel is dirty I'm way to dapper Giving holly wood this roll requires no actor Thinking its a benefit to a benefactor but I been a factor *SUSPECT NIGGAS DONT GO OUTSIDE U MIGHT GET CHA WIG PUSHED BACK TONIGHT SEE I DESERVE MY RESPECT BRAINS DONT MATTER IF YA WIG GET SPLIT ON SUM THIRD EYE SHIT*
Been a long time since I seen it coming Rat pigeons always try and take shit from me this chip on my shoulder Ever since I was younger had the hard way my parents didn’t have the gold, not the yonce but I was mad talented like a Jackson kid so they put me on stage lemme elaborate
How am I supposed to take time to reflect When I can’t afford a mirror from these checks Press the buttons of my teachers as a jest Thag why I failed all of my test and projects I hope I can inspire like Kanye through the wire Situation is dire but we didn’t start the fire Hell is hot when your soul is bought Don’t look back it will fill your wounds with salt Trying to open my third eye to see the world better Spent so much of my life caring about letters
sentimental flows stay kickin it through my brain ill break you down chemically like novacane the pain i feel will leave you insane basic people know the only way to make it rain is by stickin to your pay at a five to nine place but i could never know that way but ima get mine ideas in my mind im vibrating like a hive instrumentals keep me alive and i try to write rhymes while i still got time ima protect my right pick up the pace its a race to get whats yours and if you caught lackin only time itll rain is when it pours
I know the feeling because I know you too well. Talking in the second person the words that I spell, never mix well. And shit if I went to hell it would probably be for the best. It would probably help the stressed, up above to forget that I even exist. Shit, I wrote a list of all the wrongs that I regret. It nearly took down the whole rainforest. On my wrist, there were lines that made anyone upset. It nearly made this whole chorus. While soaring through the air roaring on a lion pouring in the feeling of individual storing up so much hate it felt spiritual. That morning he started mourning because fate had blown off his schedule. Tylenol couldn't help the headache that befall. The stakes were high the lights were bright and all night I tried to write songs that made sense, but all they ever did was ignite a fire. That could tire anybody who thought that I was a liar.
What does money got to do with it I'm pursuing the exit right at the entrance I barely started chasing I'm close to reaching the limit Thought it was infinite but feeling a little extra I'm a pebble casting waves in the ocean I'm a peseant preaching against corruption I'm a feather helping out with erosion I am nothing and nothing it's whats opposing Little choices choosing to be important Like waking up and walking on Sunday morning Like give a call and asking wassup what happened Empathy is what we're lacking stating facts is attacking Take a look at society while it's collapsing Take your kids to the park make them happy A saw a kid a kid in the border his hair was nappy His mom next to him begging for money to make it happen I put my pen down to look outside sometimes Take some air figure out what is life sometimes Shake my head when I can't figure out sometimes Grab the pen and collect where I'm at sometimes Where I'm at right now though Feeling like el Diablo Eighteen year old his mind is fly tho Emptying his pockets to buy some weed straight from Chicago Little did I know This life was hoe and a hoe is all that I know Thought I had less experience with the world the lord I've seen my fate Twenty seven year old cruising on interstates Where the new and old regroup by the day Is it cool if I blew half my time writing slates Missing out on friends smoking blunts and go skate Writing till my hand numb and so I escape Whatever that I'm on staying up till its late
I remember back in the days where I felt trapped in a maze// Passing the haze and catchin some fades// Who knew the past can change the way u think// Dont take shit for granted cus it can disapear in a blink// Of an eye, now its too late to press rewind..
Dispersin a verse in person soul searchin when their moms nursin I swear im cursin in an incursion the way I react to an attack is to sit back hit a track and make ya hands clap keep it official q to the double u is the initial some people hop on and blow me like a whistle til I shoot like a pistol and rock it like a missile sometimes my rhymes sting like a thistle so chill, turn up the dial hip hop is getting pop'd like a pill so I freestyle
Fuck threats whose up next to flex? I progress no more no less and say Fuck the stress, no vest I feel blessed inside my chest, my quest is to wreck any beat they suggest, hard to digest with the color of my flesh I leave the nest, your just a pest you better clean up up ya mess, my quest is to past the test and be the next vet, Fuck a check my flow is direct it might leave you wrecked, I respect and try to connect, still protect my neck.
(Anybody that reads this won't get the timing) Everydays something new But it doesn't change now Pushing through this world Still only staring at the ground I mean listen Given everything that I've been livin A mission to free my mind from this existence My vision to keep all kind out of my business Peace of mind I'm fine to leave a note explaining why I took a chance to make an oath to be the kid it took to fly And I did it Nothing in return Kickin back watching the human population burn.
I self reflect on my down time, me,myself, and I only person I’m tryna outshine, haters tryna say I ain’t about mines, but I made it in the drought, so keep my name up out yo mouth, cuz bitch I’m famous in the south, I swear Niggas love to act so strangely over clout, but I ain’t got no time to waste just so I could call em out, I ain’t about to cry and shout, anyways yall dying out, if it ain’t directed, it ain’t respected
Making it big is my only option/ seeing through my third optic/ locking in my conscious/ pray my shit never be floppin/ since 05 been writing rhymes/ chin up till the world collides/ through times/ niggas could ride/ having tight bonds was really a lie/ but now niggas is feeling the vibe/ so every night/
Suspect niggas don't come outside You might get your wig pushed back tonight Said I deserve my respect Brains don't matter if your wig get split on some third eye shit Suspect niggas don't come outside You might get your wig pushed back tonight Said I deserve my respect Brains don't matter if your wig get split on some third eye shit [Verse 1: Capital STEEZ] Started blazing, and stargazing See how you can reach your farthest aspirations It's like holy matrimony in the matrix It ain't shit, they just call it a strange shift Cold feet 'cause I'm on thin ice It's alright besides the fact I want it all in one night Like, you can't skip steps is the best Even though the vets hold a .47 with a vest Now that's a wise investment Or a concept to try and hide divine intentions Like, let 'em hate, stay calm and meditate When life hands you lemons it's time to eliminate More sour than lemonade, anyways Different days, different highs, different haze Kamasutra with miss Mary Jane And the karma suits her, she a vibrant thang You niggas is suspect and I'm just a ruffneck That wasn't breaking pencil tips when I would bust lead I puff meds and leave chumps fed and punks dead Her cunt wet, she getting rough sex, no sunset I like a chick with a buck tooth, yeah it could get fucked too We keep one eye open, they sus' too Never tell 'em my government, make any covenant bitches be loving it Say not to put a glove on it, some funny shit You must've thought I was a dummy, miss I feed lines to felines just to get up in their tummies quick Yeah you got tricks but I got five more So any game you try to play, you better know I got the high score You better settle down cause you not on my level now The Pros is semi-circle, they can tell the world you get around Some niggas clowns, what's the shit about? They used to doubt now they see us sprout and I'm out
You ain't never seen no maverick, hitting bars with Poseidon, you been anxious since zuez been shooting lightning like a tyrant, a migrant vibrantly, doing all of your work with a flagrant look and a lack of anxiety. How high is me? To state the quouta but society makes these backwards claims like Yoda. And the the most potent quotion, is the notion that stricter law enforcement could make the potion less stringent, but I seen it from the start always murder is permitted, it was fitted, standard, with steel worked suits, couldn't be carried out with some busted ass boots. So I used, my mental capacity, to gain access to the most profound calamaties. A better picture of the pyramids would only represent how little all of them heros did! My brain works just like jerk chicken, to heavily spiced to see just what heaven was missin'. I'm sippin' on the same old shit but if you asked all of the angels they would call that shit permiscuous. I'm sick with this, lyrical jealousy I think that I see clearly but I'm clearly missing in, vernacular my tactics are manufactured, I'm an actuality of something I never captured. It's like being a pastor without having a master no grace of God to ever lead the cattle to the pasture. Saturated in a culture of replace never face their inner demons while there team is screaming out STOP, you got all of the props but never nothing to top the mock sentence. Acceptance pure it's in form a retort duh is clearly born to perform is a noble act but no one ever asked you so they report the act and back! To the start from where we come, a gradual accumulation of what's to come. An inevitable sum, hire a detective before the battle is won. The war pushes past to project upon the prism, but eternally the light refuses to reach the prison. And wavelengths forget the strength that it takes, just to reach and make the future shake. They speak blanks, but refuse to acknowledge that the future isn't held in pages but preached among the polished. Story tellers, pursued by the admonished and searching for a future floating creativity and colics. Marble figures go figures, the weather changes in my mind like pictures, I'm too timid to speak these scriptures these rigours are tough for some education is easy but the search is never done. Reading rainbow, how classy and classic Kane and Able. We was always meant to explore but how how many of these lessons were we meant to implore? I deplore, the rest of the best to try to come through and express their detest. And if you understood a single word that I said than try and help me get it through their fucking heads. We'll leave the rest for dead, while we study necromancy to revive the corroded, all them brains that was exploded fuck the rest of them, who didn't see a single line worth noted they can continue to sip on the tea that was totted. I pointed it all out and for those that didn't notice.... Fuck em!
Hey guys, looking for some feedback on this verse.If you have the time to check it out and let me know what you think id really appreciate it. soundcloud.com/mike_ellis/joey-bada-suspect-freeverse
Can anyone recommend beats similar to this? I tore this shit up on my Soundcloud but don't wanna go back for a part 2. soundcloud.com/rylei-1/dark-days-rylei
+Andy Garcia You'll need headphones to hear it but it sounds like someone is taking a breath in and they're about to spit a verse with every passing chop. Thought I was the only one who noticed it.
Yoo guys if you're still watching this video check out my verse to this instrumental please and thank you! m.soundcloud.com/kassius-klay/kassius-uspect
Tryna rap bout what's real but most you still won't relate, cause most y'all know nothing but fake, shit ill kill this verse on a first take without having to premeditate, it's like the new truth is lies people feel they only be accepted if they in disguise
So many wack rappers that only getting wacker Every single versre sound flavourless and vapid Their cadence sound flater, their flows never interest They manifest no essence and lack finesse Your whole tracks a mess, you couldn’t pick a beat to save your life Any type it don’t matter you betray the mic awake at night, tryna write another 16 you're uninspired, cause you lack creative intrigue
Yoo guys if you're still watching this video check out my verse to this instrumental please and thank you! m.soundcloud.com/kassius-klay/kassius-uspect
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![[FREE] SCHOOLBOY Q X JOEY BADA$$ TYPE BEAT | "PAPER ROUTE"](http://i.ytimg.com/vi/P8ddeXAHoR8/mqdefault.jpg)
This beat gives me a snowy winter in the park or city type vibes
Prolific Pops I feel a ocean or beach vibe
Julian R. I get that feeling for the School High beat
i feel like its that chill time when like the sun is setting n you had a beast day or you smoked a blunt
Jesse Villages I agree. Sunset in the city skylines.
exactly i was coming to the comments to talk about how low key depressing this beat is
love just listening to this beat, so nice i love everythin chuck produces
On repeat while I read.
I noticed this beat goes very well with the verses in Last Cypher
Listen at the end of the loop, You can hear the breathe he takes before his verse XD Nice looped beat though.
This is just a chill beat 🙌
Yo Times have changed now my mind is strained, I’m still going through the struggle had to find my lane, people tend to pop ya bubble but I grind through pain, regardless as a hustla ima find my way,
As I walked thru the summer sun
I yelled at the neon moon
I hold my heart around a gun
But not around you
Cs she said "hey I miss you"
I told her that luv is not what I'm into
Go ahead do what ur friends do
I seen it in my dreams
Shit on repeat
Up his shit with the beam
U haven't seen what I've seen
The sun died in my eyes
The moon let out a cry
The stars are racing
And hearts are breaking
The city shaking
All the I hope I took, forsaken
Remember?
All the shit we did in November
Roses burning like embers
And fuck I couldn't remember
All the love I lost
Now I sit back when u cross, my mind
And the liquor make the pain feel soft,
Oh I
Now I'm soulless
But you'll catch me in the room rollin
Tec by my heart, you'll never catch me foldin
Nah that’s actually hard wtf
lowkey spazzed
Staying real but real for the down ... Down for the grow , down for the low, always on the highway , it's my way down for the flows and flowers always grow
Whoever produce his beats remind me of j dilla and nujabes
Wild
Love this beat
Chuck English with the best beat for the homies ever
This reminds me of those late night hotboxes back in high school. Checking if Taco Bell is still open. Let’s grab a Baja blast
And I deserve my respect brains don't matter when ya wig get split on sum third eye shit
47 til the world becomes balanced
Sucks how I don't wanna be a rapper with this talent
They suspect staying on my toes like a ballet
Imma wolf its a full moon should I howl yet?
Steez can bend spoons my forklift on a pallet
I giddy up in the spur of the moment like a Gallup
I got horses in the back mustang and a Porsche
Chillin wit my niggas thinking on the porch
Watching the Headless horseman rising from his corpse
Since I'm ghost writing I should get him scorched
They think its insanity buy cant handle my sanity
Explaing my vanity knowing im just a candy geek
Another way to say im just a rapper screaming damn daniel is dirty I'm way to dapper
Giving holly wood this roll requires no actor
Thinking its a benefit to a benefactor but I been a factor
*SUSPECT NIGGAS DONT GO OUTSIDE U MIGHT GET CHA WIG PUSHED BACK TONIGHT SEE I DESERVE MY RESPECT BRAINS DONT MATTER IF YA WIG GET SPLIT ON SUM THIRD EYE SHIT*
U suck
Been a long time since I seen it coming
Rat pigeons always try and take shit from me
this chip on my shoulder
Ever since I was younger
had the hard way
my parents didn’t have the gold, not the yonce
but I was mad talented
like a Jackson kid
so they put me on stage
lemme elaborate
And most rappers think they can only make it with a compromise , but the truth is the truth won't be seen cause the blinded eyes,
How am I supposed to take time to reflect
When I can’t afford a mirror from these checks
Press the buttons of my teachers as a jest
Thag why I failed all of my test and projects
I hope I can inspire like Kanye through the wire
Situation is dire but we didn’t start the fire
Hell is hot when your soul is bought
Don’t look back it will fill your wounds with salt
Trying to open my third eye to see the world better
Spent so much of my life caring about letters
sentimental flows stay kickin it through my brain
ill break you down chemically like novacane
the pain i feel will leave you insane
basic people know the only way to make it rain is by stickin to your pay
at a five to nine place
but i could never know that way
but ima get mine
ideas in my mind
im vibrating like a hive
instrumentals keep me alive
and i try to write rhymes while i still got time ima protect my right
pick up the pace its a race to
get whats yours
and if you caught lackin
only time itll rain is when it pours
best one
@@thehottestaround forgot i wrote this. thanks though bro, i think ive grown a lot since this
Oh sorry man it would have taken forever to mixdown if it was that long, but this beat is soo easy to just loop in whatever recording program you use.
ultra cool
I know the feeling because I know you too well.
Talking in the second person the words that I spell, never mix well.
And shit if I went to hell it would probably be for the best.
It would probably help the stressed, up above to forget that I even exist.
Shit, I wrote a list of all the wrongs that I regret.
It nearly took down the whole rainforest.
On my wrist, there were lines that made anyone upset.
It nearly made this whole chorus.
While soaring through the air roaring on a lion pouring in the feeling of individual storing up so much hate it felt spiritual.
That morning he started mourning because fate had blown off his schedule.
Tylenol couldn't help the headache that befall.
The stakes were high the lights were bright and all night I tried to write songs that made sense, but all they ever did was ignite a fire.
That could tire anybody who thought that I was a liar.
Perfect
What does money got to do with it
I'm pursuing the exit right at the entrance
I barely started chasing I'm close to reaching the limit
Thought it was infinite but feeling a little extra
I'm a pebble casting waves in the ocean
I'm a peseant preaching against corruption
I'm a feather helping out with erosion
I am nothing and nothing it's whats opposing
Little choices choosing to be important
Like waking up and walking on Sunday morning
Like give a call and asking wassup what happened
Empathy is what we're lacking stating facts is attacking
Take a look at society while it's collapsing
Take your kids to the park make them happy
A saw a kid a kid in the border his hair was nappy
His mom next to him begging for money to make it happen
I put my pen down to look outside sometimes
Take some air figure out what is life sometimes
Shake my head when I can't figure out sometimes
Grab the pen and collect where I'm at sometimes
Where I'm at right now though
Feeling like el Diablo
Eighteen year old his mind is fly tho
Emptying his pockets to buy some weed straight from Chicago
Little did I know
This life was hoe and a hoe is all that I know
Thought I had less experience with the world the lord I've seen my fate
Twenty seven year old cruising on interstates
Where the new and old regroup by the day
Is it cool if I blew half my time writing slates
Missing out on friends smoking blunts and go skate
Writing till my hand numb and so I escape
Whatever that I'm on staying up till its late
omg here i go again, with paper and pen, drawing my mind, but i aint got time to waste, have to keep this pace, up high in the sky, you no why
can you coment the link bro ?
Much better, but I wish it was the whole thing. I wanted to do like a 200 bar song or something
I remember back in the days where I felt trapped in a maze//
Passing the haze and catchin some fades//
Who knew the past can change the way u think//
Dont take shit for granted cus it can disapear in a blink//
Of an eye, now its too late to press rewind..
may we please have a download link? nice job
rip steez
0.75x 🔥
Dispersin a verse in person
soul searchin when their moms nursin
I swear im cursin in an incursion
the way I react to an attack
is to sit back hit a track
and make ya hands clap
keep it official q to the double u is the initial
some people hop on and blow me like a whistle
til I shoot like a pistol and rock it like a missile
sometimes my rhymes sting like a thistle
so chill, turn up the dial
hip hop is getting pop'd like a pill so I freestyle
ScottMcC wack
Fuck threats whose up next to flex? I progress no more no less and say Fuck the stress, no vest I feel blessed inside my chest, my quest is to wreck any beat they suggest, hard to digest with the color of my flesh I leave the nest, your just a pest you better clean up up ya mess, my quest is to past the test and be the next vet, Fuck a check my flow is direct it might leave you wrecked, I respect and try to connect, still protect my neck.
(Anybody that reads this won't get the timing)
Everydays something new
But it doesn't change now
Pushing through this world
Still only staring at the ground
I mean listen
Given everything that I've been livin
A mission to free my mind from this existence
My vision to keep all kind out of my business
Peace of mind I'm fine to leave a note explaining why I took a chance to make an oath to be the kid it took to fly
And I did it
Nothing in return
Kickin back watching the human population burn.
Wack
I rapped this with a good flow and it sounded good haha, nice bro
I self reflect on my down time, me,myself, and I only person I’m tryna outshine, haters tryna say I ain’t about mines, but I made it in the drought, so keep my name up out yo mouth, cuz bitch I’m famous in the south, I swear Niggas love to act so strangely over clout, but I ain’t got no time to waste just so I could call em out, I ain’t about to cry and shout, anyways yall dying out, if it ain’t directed, it ain’t respected
Fiji has left the chat
we came down to earf 4 the bishes
LOL at least you tried though, But thanks!
N!ce
Making it big is my only option/ seeing through my third optic/ locking in my conscious/ pray my shit never be floppin/ since 05 been writing rhymes/ chin up till the world collides/ through times/ niggas could ride/ having tight bonds was really a lie/ but now niggas is feeling the vibe/ so every night/
Welcome to the pradais 나는또 몽환적
힘들고 바쁜삶에서 지치고 무너져
성대에 무리가 들렷다갓나봐 발성에 근본
부터 들엇다놧다가 저울재고잇uh
뱉기전에 기초부터해 보수공사
내게준 페이가맘에안들어 부수고파
내기분은 너무나 들떠서 하늘위로 올라가고잇지 지금기분은위로
이어폰하나면되 잠시연습을기부
옆에서 멸치새끼가 스타일지적하는꼴보기실어서
지하철거울이라도 들어서 정반대인
모습을 보여주면서 웃는나
온몸에 광이나게 치장한후 붓는다
모습을 상상해 부모님환한미소에내미래를더해서실버타운입장이 소소한 목표
가족을위한경배
내꿈은 너무도 위대해 당치도않아
뒤로밀어내는 비트야 개의치않아
지금하고잇는 16마디는 내학번처럼 유별나게
또고개를숙이내
오우
Suspect niggas don't come outside You might get your wig pushed back tonight Said I deserve my respect Brains don't matter if your wig get split on some third eye shit Suspect niggas don't come outside You might get your wig pushed back tonight Said I deserve my respect Brains don't matter if your wig get split on some third eye shit [Verse 1: Capital STEEZ] Started blazing, and stargazing See how you can reach your farthest aspirations It's like holy matrimony in the matrix It ain't shit, they just call it a strange shift Cold feet 'cause I'm on thin ice It's alright besides the fact I want it all in one night Like, you can't skip steps is the best Even though the vets hold a .47 with a vest Now that's a wise investment Or a concept to try and hide divine intentions Like, let 'em hate, stay calm and meditate When life hands you lemons it's time to eliminate More sour than lemonade, anyways Different days, different highs, different haze Kamasutra with miss Mary Jane And the karma suits her, she a vibrant thang
You niggas is suspect and I'm just a ruffneck
That wasn't breaking pencil tips when I would bust lead
I puff meds and leave chumps fed and punks dead
Her cunt wet, she getting rough sex, no sunset
I like a chick with a buck tooth, yeah it could get fucked too
We keep one eye open, they sus' too
Never tell 'em my government, make any covenant bitches be loving it
Say not to put a glove on it, some funny shit
You must've thought I was a dummy, miss
I feed lines to felines just to get up in their tummies quick
Yeah you got tricks but I got five more
So any game you try to play, you better know I got the high score
You better settle down cause you not on my level now
The Pros is semi-circle, they can tell the world you get around
Some niggas clowns, what's the shit about?
They used to doubt now they see us sprout and I'm out
You ain't never seen no maverick, hitting bars with Poseidon, you been anxious since zuez been shooting lightning like a tyrant, a migrant vibrantly, doing all of your work with a flagrant look and a lack of anxiety. How high is me? To state the quouta but society makes these backwards claims like Yoda. And the the most potent quotion, is the notion that stricter law enforcement could make the potion less stringent, but I seen it from the start always murder is permitted, it was fitted, standard, with steel worked suits, couldn't be carried
out with some busted ass boots. So I used, my mental capacity, to gain access to the most profound calamaties. A better picture of the pyramids would only represent how little all of them heros did!
My brain works just like jerk chicken, to heavily spiced to see just what heaven was missin'. I'm sippin' on the same old shit but if you asked all of the angels they would call that shit permiscuous. I'm sick with this, lyrical jealousy I think that I see clearly but I'm clearly missing in, vernacular my tactics are manufactured, I'm an actuality of something I never captured. It's like being a pastor without having a master no grace of God to ever lead the cattle to the pasture. Saturated in a culture of replace never face their inner demons while there team is screaming out STOP, you got all of the props but never nothing to top the mock sentence. Acceptance pure it's in form a retort duh is clearly born to perform is a noble act but no one ever asked you so they report the act and back! To the start from where we come, a gradual accumulation of what's to come. An inevitable sum, hire a detective before the battle is won. The war pushes past to project upon the prism, but eternally the light refuses to reach the prison. And wavelengths forget the strength that it takes, just to reach and make the future shake. They speak blanks, but refuse to acknowledge that the future isn't held in pages but preached among the polished. Story tellers, pursued by the admonished and searching for a future floating creativity and colics. Marble figures go figures, the weather changes in my mind like pictures, I'm too timid to speak these scriptures these rigours are tough for some education is easy but the search is never done. Reading rainbow, how classy and classic Kane and Able. We was always meant to explore but how how many of these lessons were we meant to implore?
I deplore, the rest of the best to try to come through and express their detest. And if you understood a single word that I said than try and help me get it through their fucking heads. We'll leave the rest for dead, while we study necromancy to revive the corroded, all them brains that was exploded fuck the rest of them, who didn't see a single line worth noted they can continue to sip on the tea that was totted. I pointed it all out and for those that didn't notice....
Fuck em!
Hey guys, looking for some feedback on this verse.If you have the time to check it out and let me know what you think id really appreciate it. soundcloud.com/mike_ellis/joey-bada-suspect-freeverse
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Can anyone recommend beats similar to this? I tore this shit up on my Soundcloud but don't wanna go back for a part 2. soundcloud.com/rylei-1/dark-days-rylei
I'd pay money to get this without the breathing chops
Noah R Wym breathing chops
+Andy Garcia You'll need headphones to hear it but it sounds like someone is taking a breath in and they're about to spit a verse with every passing chop. Thought I was the only one who noticed it.
Prolific Pops it’s a loop from the song
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Yoo guys if you're still watching this video check out my verse to this instrumental please and thank you!
m.soundcloud.com/kassius-klay/kassius-uspect
Tryna rap bout what's real but most you still won't relate, cause most y'all know nothing but fake, shit ill kill this verse on a first take without having to premeditate, it's like the new truth is lies people feel they only be accepted if they in disguise
So many wack rappers that only getting wacker
Every single versre sound flavourless and vapid
Their cadence sound flater, their flows never interest
They manifest no essence and lack finesse
Your whole tracks a mess, you couldn’t pick a beat to save your life
Any type it don’t matter you betray the mic
awake at night, tryna write another 16
you're uninspired, cause you lack creative intrigue
Yoo guys if you're still watching this video check out my verse to this instrumental please and thank you!
m.soundcloud.com/kassius-klay/kassius-uspect
Damn homie that was a dope verse
You need to be apart of pro era the revolution of real hip hop will be televis✊
Yoo preesh bro! Thats my dream. If you really feel me check my souncloud out please m.soundcloud.com/kassius-klay
Jamel