Griselda x Benny the Butcher Type Beat / "Bipolar"
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Griselda x Benny the Butcher Type Beat / "Bipolar" - เพลง
I knew this beat was gonna be too fire when it’s called “bipolar” and the ad before this video was a commercial for bi polar medication it was a sign from god !! 🔥🔥
That’s craaaazy
Bass comes in perfect on this one
🔥 yesssssssss
Yup that's that 🔥🔥👌🎯
Why I get a bipolar meds ad before the beat😂 shit tuff tho🔥
AYO thats crazy fam!!
This is CRAZYEEE
Desde el público calculo mejor ls trayectoria del disparo
Espero que le dé un paro si un dia llegó en un Camaro y no será de felicidad
Y tampoco se dormirá por ser un camarón
Un futuro con altos azules como Cameron
Entro al salón
Casquillos caen, cada bala es un diploma
Tu bonito ese discurso de rap
Termina de bajarte de la bola izquierda de ese rapero popular por ser moda
Y deja de copiarme mal
Que te ves de joda
Las vivencias no se pueden plagiar
Y yo te canto verdad
Cómo un mártir ante de serlo
Epidemia del crack
Venderian su alma por obtenerlo
Gang sing? Na de eso
Estos solo saben señalar
Tienen jeta como ganas de quererlo mamar
Y eso demasiado
Ten cuidado con ese odio
Que cuando es mucho
Puede dar canser
Y no quiero ser demandado
Mande lo del mandado
Y trato de llevarme al comando
Dijiste algo?
Disculpa bro estaba bostezando
Zandueguea en la tumba de su marido malandro
Me gustan fundidas del caco
Demasiao' trnaquilo pa lo que traigo
Perezco un psicho
Andas con trabucos
Sus armas de asedio son del medioevo
El unico retroceso que conocen es el de un guevo
....
Punto suspensivo, esto es adictivo
Antro a la cancha de padel armado
Seguro alguien tiene efectivo
Esto es para los que saben que el rap venezolano es repetitivo
Me mato yo solo contra cien becerros de esto y salgo vivo
Tengo homies con la cara tatuada
Que parecen maras salvatruchas cero mamaguevada de usar capuchas
Mas tenebroso que 4chan es entrar en la lucha
Pega gritos a la soledad pa ve si alguien lo escuchan
Esa chein es trucha, las de nuestros ancestros no jugaban carro
Rompete el cuello, esto es crimen, juguan al ahorcado
Te llevaste el banco, pero el central de esta país quebrado
Cualquier político tiene más bajo su colchón guardado
Dope 🎱
Wow!
🔥🤦🏾♂️
🎉🎉🎉
As I look to the horizon, I realize then, I am a man many sided, apeirogon
Fuck rhyming, I’m dropping jewels, diamonds, third eye gems, apparent when
I’m flawed, I’m fatal, the fentanyl inside of the ladle, lacing your heroin
Tunnel vision, your view is the narrowest, I could pass through eye of a needle, same one I’d write this concerto with
But since when did making it become make a hit
Off go, the radio, as I put the car in Parkinson’s because I start to shake a bit
Rappers is plagiarists, bite style, only tasting it flavorless
So, if I ever fold, it’s because I origami papered it
Radiance, radiant, rainy when inside of my range or my radius
What instantaneous pain this is, having thoughts cast in so many shades and these gradients
Relating when, as sweet and sour a serendipity is spoken like a symphony
Inability for simplicity, intricate since infancy
My mind is racing, rapidly, rampantly, like my sanity ran from me
Tragedy, travesty, weave words like a tapestry so fucking fantasticly
While mortal men clamoring, panicking, then they began to sing
As all eyes, paralyzed by a wise messianic king sitting inside a ceramic ring
The irony of a pharmacy’s motives, to dispense controlled drugs that will eventually control us
So high, that I’m feeling like gods, I mean the old ones, going through the motions, sai dai rin, rokuogun
absolutely disgusting! 🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥✔️🔺🔺🔺🌴
Word on the streets is I’m pitching faster than the relief,
Gotta keep them starters in, hold the fear in the other team,
Never mock the promise that I can deliver it with ease,
They snitch and feds be knock in at your premises,
Consider it defeat,
Blissful when I turn my dime on, she be a freak in between the sheets,
I always come of the top until there’s nothing left to the beat,
Mania and suicidal ideations top to bottom,
Synchronicity to sync up throughout the wee hours,
Pickin up the breadcrumbs with a blindfold over my mind,
Psychosis, manic, shizophrenic,
Turn your tv up, tune into every channel,
Same time, I’m about mine,
Indulge in every item in my vantage,
Picture comin in clearer now,
Messiah returns to land shit,
Apocalypse awaits the people,
Dark times settin in once the vision eagle,
Delete any logic and rock the creative flow,
This some shit they label bipolar though,
Sat at the table against your will,
Psych docs and psych meds fill you up for real,
Pin your shoulders to the nearest wall,
They get to surrounding you, but you can take ‘em all,
Needles unleashed with sedatives drip in the distance,
You’re the 2nd coming of Christ , so it makes no difference,
Resurrected in a humans body just past 2010,
Feeling 1000 degrees throughout the coldest winter,
He couldn’t be one of them,
Godly like right?
Don’t even feel the temperature,
Havin a climate crisis all throughout November,
Those closest to you suddenly forgot to mention ya,
Family and friends try to stop the sentences,
Rambling from one subject to the next with expert profession,
I could solve world hunger and answer any advanced physics questions,
E equals the root of all life, we all interconnected,
That Apple hit newtons forehead and we all got the same message,
Like an octopus of consciousness tethered in the depths shit,
Gas station front desk employee say the wrong word,
Nuclear button fittin to press it,
End all our pain, and transcend into the next dimension,
Kim Jung ain’t got shit on the power I’m feelin this second,
Hop on a flight that night with what’s left from my check quick,
South of the border to drink with the Mexicans,
Cabo, Tijuana, and Cancun all within the horizon,
Even without the plane I’m always flyin,
Price isn’t even in object,
You know how many pesos I get for this single dollar?
This is Buddha, ayatollah, mixed with Alla,
Any measure of resistance is gonna be a problem,
Fought with the policia, and they slammed me in a jail cell,
No worries I can bend the metal rails, fail,
Water on my face as I wake from dreaming,
Strangers gathered yelling he’s gonna make it,
Jumped from a bridge that wasn’t high enough to completely get him,
Hit the water and fractured the ego,
Every bone in the body broken, as the coast guard pulls him to shore,
What were you thinking bud, now you’re going to the ward,
Right after the body cast and years of treatment,
That low wasn’t worth the high, and you can feel the weakness,
The man couldn’t fly his way out of the fire,
Ended up fall in through river, even through the bottom,
Deep in the underground, it’s cold and desolate,
Wishing for some warmth now, what the message is?
There’s nothin left of this,
Society not makin it easy on em,
Gettin back on your feet should be effortless,
Take these meds for your lifetime, gain some weight, and set the precipous,
Amuse the successful people as you dwindle lower and lower,
They’ll never know what you outgrow bruh,
The pills and therapists was never needed,
Don’t bite the apple like they did in the garden of Eden,
Take your own approach,
Find out what’s causing the anxiety first, then realize what’s making you sad,
Even if it hurts,
Root cause is always something simple,
Organic origin, it’s never purely mental,
Then you could fix that issue,
Check if your tooth is infected,
1930s doctor used to pull them, and his name was Westin,
Sew that infected tooth into a bunny and watch him run a muck,
Seems like the disease ain’t just confined to us
I am going to be on top of the MUSIC INDUSTRY, I promise….🔝🌎😈🔥
Desde el público calculo mejor ls trayectoria del disparo
Espero que le dé un paro si un dia llegó en un Camaro y no será de felicidad
Y tampoco se dormirá por ser un camarón
Un futuro con altos azules como Cameron
Entro al salón
Casquillos caen, cada bala es un diploma
Tu bonito ese discurso de rap
Termina de bajarte de la bola izquierda de ese rapero popular por ser moda
Y deja de copiarme mal
Que te ves de joda
Las vivencias no se pueden plagiar
Y yo te canto verdad
Cómo un mártir ante de serlo
Epidemia del crack
Venderian su alma por obtenerlo
Gang sing? Na de eso
Estos solo saben señalar
Tienen jeta como ganas de quererlo mamar
Y eso demasiado
Ten cuidado con ese odio
Que cuando es mucho
Puede dar canser
Y no quiero ser demandado
Mande lo del mandado
Y trato de llevarme al comando
Dijiste algo?
Disculpa bro estaba bostezando
Zandueguea en la tumba de su marido malandro
Me gustan fundidas del caco
Demasiao' trnaquilo pa lo que traigo
Perezco un psicho
Andas con trabucos
Sus armas de asedio son del medioevo
El unico retroceso que conocen es el de un guevo
....
Punto suspensivo, esto es adictivo
Antro a la cancha de padel armado
Seguro alguien tiene efectivo
Esto es para los que saben que el rap venezolano es repetitivo
Me mato yo solo contra cien becerros de esto y salgo vivo
Tengo homies con la cara tatuada
Que parecen maras salvatruchas cero mamaguevada de usar capuchas
Mas tenebroso que 4chan es entrar en la lucha
Pega gritos a la soledad pa ve si alguien lo escuchan
Esa chein es trucha, las de nuestros ancestros no jugaban carro
Rompete el cuello, esto es crimen, juguan al ahorcado
Te llevaste el banco, pero el central de esta país quebrado
Cualquier político tiene más bajo su colchón guardado
El r15 cargado en full automático
No se pongan cómico
O en el automac de la Atlántida les tiroteo los neumaticos