Activation, activation Maturation, Process rap game too saturated Grab your lady, masturbation on her face A acne patient acting patient, so complacent Comfortable, a basic bowl of shit Hold my own, I own my dick Go shaloma unpredictable and roll with the clique of fold of big clips Y'all know I feel activated when I came in this bitch Claiming the 6, I don't care about being famous and shit I was a bad little never had, nigga get the bag Give it back to my fam, boy I am who I am Hope I don't get in a jam in the jam Had a dream of eating lamb in the Lamb And the label come off fam with the ram Like Martin, Gina, Cole, Tommy, and Pam Start scheming boy, you die where you stand Ok This the type of shit that have niggas in beef Dat slick talk followed by some stick talk then sleep Pissed off, I done took my fifth loss this week Big dog, I can scratch that shit off like fleas I got a 'lotta shit to say, but I'ma keep my list short I know alotta your favorites not gon' fuck with this part When I'm done, please know that I was trying to diss y'all 'Cause if this is a competition, then I'm setting this bar In my city, who's with me? I'm in my own lane Jack Nickel said J.I.D. so flame I propane rap I'm from East Atlanta like Gucci and Travis Porter But my story is similar to the hare and the tortoise Pen so sharp told stories you thought I forged it Back in the fourth grade, never read Curious George My nigga Corey kept a little 40 inside his North Face Left a nigga with no face and beat the court case Coming home from ball practice, took the street the short way We from the East, but never gave niggas a reason to try it or think it's easy Soft pussy niggas eat the Sorbet Or eating your face, squeeze the heat, then leaving your place I've been telling you life's a bitch, but it's a beach in your case I've been yelling and throwing fits I'm tired of screaming all day I've been fighting these fucking demons all day Man, this shit ain't never been easy Maybe I just need a breather Hand your boy the blower, let me squeeze it Blow a little steam, ain't hating, I'm just heated Niggas know what I mean, but niggas don't know what I been through So, if I offend you, then Uhh uhh uhh uhh I heard niggas looking for a problem But we don't need to move until the rent due My niggas hands itching finna rob something Better pray to God that he don't get you Better pray to God that he don't get you Better pray to God that he don't get you Better pray to God that he don't get you (Our Father) Better pray to God Look, ok, fuck what a nigga say Or what my mama think I made it Lift my head to skies, I cry and begin prayer Thanks to the maker, got me out of an awful place My nigga gone for 17 years like a cicada More than a motivator for me to get off my anus And kick ass like I'm Danny Mainus Put the pen pad to the paper Big mad with a painting brush Splish splash, drawing scenes from my dim lit past Dimwit, pimp shit, syndicate with the pen grip Ripping shit, intimate, infinite rhyme kicking L-L-Let's begin Who's your list? Your top 10? Let's just say whoever better than I'm ready now, I was ready then I was headed down the aisle Rap game in a wedding gown She gave me the ring I said, "Yes" and vowed for forever now On the honeymoon, getting naked now On a money pile, doing doggystyle I'm a father now, and you are my child Or you aren't my child I'm on Maury now, and I'm talking loud The results are found You are not the, wow i should kill this bitch like a doggy pound We divorcing now, I want the cars, ring, clothes, all the houses You broke my heart, I'm re-organizing Really trying to be mature about it But I got a killer like a fucking dealer Dream-villian spill-villain rhyme to the ceiling Would I should I kill a rapper 'cause I coulda done Nigga, this a gun and a bullet I heard niggas looking for a problem But we don't even move till the rent due My niggas hands itching finna rob something Better pray to god that he don't get you Better pray to God that he don't get you Better pray to God that he don't get you Better pray to God that he don't get you Not that I need it This nigga cap as fuck man Ain't no cap in my rap You the cap in your rap Where y'all niggas from for real? Ohhh
[Intro] Activate, activate, activate, activate Activate, activate, you know I'm about to activate Activate, activate, activate, activate Activate, activate (Woah, Kenny) [Verse 1] Activation, activation Maturation, process, rap game too saturated Grab your lady, masturbation on her face An acne patient acting patient, so complacent Comfortable, a basic bowl of shit Hold my own, I own my dick Go shalom, I’m unpredictable And roll with the clique and fold with big clips I know I'm feelin' activated when I came in this bitch Claiming the 6, I don’t care about being famous and shit I was a bad little never had, nigga get the bag Give it back to my fam, boy I am who I am Hope I don't get in a jam in a jam Had a dream of eating lamb in the Lam' And the label come off fam with the ram Like Martin, Gina, Cole, Tommy, and Pam Start scheming, boy, you die where you- [Beat Switch] [Interlude: Jamaican DJ] Now hear dis! You likkle spit and chew out soundbwoy You mussi think you can go buy experience a Woolworth! You mussi think a so King Selassie ah get him crown! No, no, no! No, no, no, no way! You got to work hard for it! [Verse 2] Look, okay This the type of shit that have niggas in beef Dat slick talk followed by some stick talk then sleep Pissed off, I done took my fifth loss this week Big dog, I can scratch that shit off like fleas I got a lotta shit to say, but I'ma keep my list short I know alotta your favorites not gon' fuck with this part When I'm done, please know that I was trying to diss y'all 'Cause if this is a competition, then I’m setting this bar In my city, who’s with me? I'm in my own lane, jack Niggas said JID so flame, I propane rap I’m from East Atlanta like Gucci and Travis Porter But my story is similar to the hare and the tortoise Pen so sharp told stories you thought I forged it Back in the fourth grade, never read Curious Jorge My nigga Corey kept a little 40 inside his North Face Left a nigga with no face and beat the court case Coming home from ball practice, took the street the short way We from the East, but never gave niggas a reason To try it or think it's easy, soft pussy niggas eat the sorbet Or eating your face, or squeeze the heat, then leaving your place I've been telling you life's a bitch, but it’s a beach in your case I've been yelling and throwing fits, I'm tired of screaming all day I've been fighting these fucking demons all day Man, this shit ain't never been easy, maybe I just need a breather Hand your boy the blower, let me squeeze it Blow a little steam, I ain't hating, I'm just heated Niggas know what I mean, but niggas don't know what I been through So if I offend you then, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh
This that I'll conceived and riddle me part/ See I've made way it too far just for me to restart / Sheesh He in his head but probably deep darks/ So they try to understand him Most likely they leave scared/ Angry like a bhudist whenever he re spawns / A man, who plays fool But always intrigue thought/ God Damn, white music has suddenly evolved / From leeching off of cultures To nothing to feed from/ I feel like a Guard held inside a keyed box I hear Them argue taking turns on who's to fuckin keep watch / I Bring order to disorder wherever anarchys not/ And if the comments think they skilled well then they Obviously not / see feel ashamed and alive Out of body camera shy/ I refrain and reprise I'm depraved and deprived/ K I don't make films but if I did they'd have a samurai/ Bare naked ladies and shady be there to Pantomime/
Activate, activate, activate Activate, activate, activate You know I'm about to activate Activate, activate, activate Activate, activate, activate Activate Whoa Kenny! Activation, activation Maturation, Process rap game too saturated Grab your lady, masturbation on her face A acne patient acting patient, so complacent Comfortable, a basic bowl of shit Hold my own, I own my dick Go shaloma unpredictable and roll with the clique of fold of big clips Y'all know I feel activated when I came in this bitch Claiming the 6, I don't care about being famous and shit I was a bad little never had, nigga get the bag Give it back to my fam, boy I am who I am Hope I don't get in a jam in the jam Had a dream of eating lamb in the Lamb And the label come off fam with the ram Like Martin, Gina, Cole, Tommy, and Pam Start scheming boy, you die where you stand Ok This the type of shit that have niggas in beef Dat slick talk followed by some stick talk then sleep Pissed off, I done took my fifth loss this week Big dog, I can scratch that shit off like fleas I got a 'lotta shit to say, but I'ma keep my list short I know alotta your favorites not gon' fuck with this part When I'm done, please know that I was trying to diss y'all 'Cause if this is a competition, then I'm setting this bar In my city, who's with me? I'm in my own lane Jack Nickel said J.I.D. so flame I propane rap I'm from East Atlanta like Gucci and Travis Porter But my story is similar to the hare and the tortoise Pen so sharp told stories you thought I forged it Back in the fourth grade, never read Curious George My nigga Corey kept a little 40 inside his North Face Left a nigga with no face and beat the court case Coming home from ball practice, took the street the short way We from the East, but never gave niggas a reason to try it or think it's easy Soft pussy niggas eat the Sorbet Or eating your face, squeeze the heat, then leaving your place I've been telling you life's a bitch, but it's a beach in your case I've been yelling and throwing fits I'm tired of screaming all day I've been fighting these fucking demons all day Man, this shit ain't never been easy Maybe I just need a breather Hand your boy the blower, let me squeeze it Blow a little steam, ain't hating, I'm just heated Niggas know what I mean, but niggas don't know what I been through So, if I offend you, then Uhh uhh uhh uhh I heard niggas looking for a problem But we don't need to move until the rent due My niggas hands itching finna rob something Better pray to God that he don't get you Better pray to God that he don't get you Better pray to God that he don't get you Better pray to God that he don't get you (Our Father) Better pray to God Look, ok, fuck what a nigga say Or what my mama think I made it Lift my head to skies, I cry and begin prayer Thanks to the maker, got me out of an awful place My nigga gone for 17 years like a cicada More than a motivator for me to get off my anus And kick ass like I'm Danny Mainus Put the pen pad to the paper Big mad with a painting brush Splish splash, drawing scenes from my dim lit past Dimwit, pimp shit, syndicate with the pen grip Ripping shit, intimate, infinite rhyme kicking L-L-Let's begin Who's your list? Your top 10? Let's just say whoever better than I'm ready now, I was ready then I was headed down the aisle Rap game in a wedding gown She gave me the ring I said, "Yes" and vowed for forever now On the honeymoon, getting naked now On a money pile, doing doggystyle I'm a father now, and you are my child Or you aren't my child I'm on Maury now, and I'm talking loud The results are found You are not the, wow i should kill this bitch like a doggy pound We divorcing now, I want the cars, ring, clothes, all the houses You broke my heart, I'm re-organizing Really trying to be mature about it But I got a killer like a fucking dealer Dream-villian spill-villain rhyme to the ceiling Would I should I kill a rapper 'cause I coulda done Nigga, this a gun and a bullet I heard niggas looking for a problem But we don't even move till the rent due My niggas hands itching finna rob something Better pray to god that he don't get you Better pray to God that he don't get you Better pray to God that he don't get you Better pray to God that he don't get you Not that I need it This nigga cap as fuck man Ain't no cap in my rap You the cap in your rap Where y'all niggas from for real? Ohhh
Extended version of the 1st beat: th-cam.com/video/GqfT8abQr0Y/w-d-xo.html
The spooky melody is just perfection.
The first 30 seconds need to be looped
i hear u
3:37-3:47 was sooooo dope my favorite part of the song🔥
0:56
@@indrafebriansyah13org indo jg
Please loop the first 30 seconds
U got it
this is insane with the Jamaican dude in the back
I have the original sample but of course that cause I'm the original producer
shouts out to you my man!
@@mulade appreciate it but s/o to you for appreciating me!
E Wonder, I was wondering what sample you found to make Slick Talk?
@@leaksnippetz180 Le Grand Orchestre De Paul Mauriat - Le Peintre des Etoiles
Thanks
this beat is so manly
That bass 🙉🤮🔥🔥
FIRRREEE
Mounted up would be🔥🔥
🔥
would i be able to use this in a video?
jasimdp for sure man, don’t think you’ll be able to monetise though cos of youtube
THANKS
Facts
I remade this very closely to the original minus the vocal samples. th-cam.com/video/rYvjd88GuUs/w-d-xo.html
Why are the vocals continuing in the background?
sum_yung_guy didn’t have original sample when i made it
@blutop
th-cam.com/video/12zJtnsOou8/w-d-xo.html
It's the original.sample to the somg
SoundCloud?
Activation, activation
Maturation, Process rap game too saturated
Grab your lady, masturbation on her face
A acne patient acting patient, so complacent
Comfortable, a basic bowl of shit
Hold my own, I own my dick
Go shaloma unpredictable and roll with the clique of fold of big clips
Y'all know I feel activated when I came in this bitch
Claiming the 6, I don't care about being famous and shit
I was a bad little never had, nigga get the bag
Give it back to my fam, boy I am who I am
Hope I don't get in a jam in the jam
Had a dream of eating lamb in the Lamb
And the label come off fam with the ram
Like Martin, Gina, Cole, Tommy, and Pam
Start scheming boy, you die where you stand
Ok
This the type of shit that have niggas in beef
Dat slick talk followed by some stick talk then sleep
Pissed off, I done took my fifth loss this week
Big dog, I can scratch that shit off like fleas
I got a 'lotta shit to say, but I'ma keep my list short
I know alotta your favorites not gon' fuck with this part
When I'm done, please know that I was trying to diss y'all
'Cause if this is a competition, then I'm setting this bar
In my city, who's with me?
I'm in my own lane Jack
Nickel said J.I.D. so flame I propane rap
I'm from East Atlanta like Gucci and Travis Porter
But my story is similar to the hare and the tortoise
Pen so sharp told stories you thought I forged it
Back in the fourth grade, never read Curious George
My nigga Corey kept a little 40 inside his North Face
Left a nigga with no face and beat the court case
Coming home from ball practice, took the street the short way
We from the East, but never gave niggas a reason to try it or think it's easy
Soft pussy niggas eat the Sorbet
Or eating your face, squeeze the heat, then leaving your place
I've been telling you life's a bitch, but it's a beach in your case
I've been yelling and throwing fits
I'm tired of screaming all day
I've been fighting these fucking demons all day
Man, this shit ain't never been easy
Maybe I just need a breather
Hand your boy the blower, let me squeeze it
Blow a little steam, ain't hating, I'm just heated
Niggas know what I mean, but niggas don't know what I been through
So, if I offend you, then
Uhh uhh uhh uhh
I heard niggas looking for a problem
But we don't need to move until the rent due
My niggas hands itching finna rob something
Better pray to God that he don't get you
Better pray to God that he don't get you
Better pray to God that he don't get you
Better pray to God that he don't get you (Our Father)
Better pray to God
Look, ok, fuck what a nigga say
Or what my mama think I made it
Lift my head to skies, I cry and begin prayer
Thanks to the maker, got me out of an awful place
My nigga gone for 17 years like a cicada
More than a motivator for me to get off my anus
And kick ass like I'm Danny Mainus
Put the pen pad to the paper
Big mad with a painting brush
Splish splash, drawing scenes from my dim lit past
Dimwit, pimp shit, syndicate with the pen grip
Ripping shit, intimate, infinite rhyme kicking
L-L-Let's begin
Who's your list? Your top 10?
Let's just say whoever better than
I'm ready now, I was ready then
I was headed down the aisle
Rap game in a wedding gown
She gave me the ring
I said, "Yes" and vowed for forever now
On the honeymoon, getting naked now
On a money pile, doing doggystyle
I'm a father now, and you are my child
Or you aren't my child
I'm on Maury now, and I'm talking loud
The results are found
You are not the, wow i should kill this bitch like a doggy pound
We divorcing now, I want the cars, ring, clothes, all the houses
You broke my heart, I'm re-organizing
Really trying to be mature about it
But I got a killer like a fucking dealer
Dream-villian spill-villain rhyme to the ceiling
Would I should I kill a rapper 'cause I coulda done
Nigga, this a gun and a bullet
I heard niggas looking for a problem
But we don't even move till the rent due
My niggas hands itching finna rob something
Better pray to god that he don't get you
Better pray to God that he don't get you
Better pray to God that he don't get you
Better pray to God that he don't get you
Not that I need it
This nigga cap as fuck man
Ain't no cap in my rap
You the cap in your rap
Where y'all niggas from for real?
Ohhh
Can you remove the repeated "no no no" and look ok
Its not the original so no he cant do that
[Intro]
Activate, activate, activate, activate
Activate, activate, you know I'm about to activate
Activate, activate, activate, activate
Activate, activate
(Woah, Kenny)
[Verse 1]
Activation, activation
Maturation, process, rap game too saturated
Grab your lady, masturbation on her face
An acne patient acting patient, so complacent
Comfortable, a basic bowl of shit
Hold my own, I own my dick
Go shalom, I’m unpredictable
And roll with the clique and fold with big clips
I know I'm feelin' activated when I came in this bitch
Claiming the 6, I don’t care about being famous and shit
I was a bad little never had, nigga get the bag
Give it back to my fam, boy I am who I am
Hope I don't get in a jam in a jam
Had a dream of eating lamb in the Lam'
And the label come off fam with the ram
Like Martin, Gina, Cole, Tommy, and Pam
Start scheming, boy, you die where you-
[Beat Switch]
[Interlude: Jamaican DJ]
Now hear dis! You likkle spit and chew out soundbwoy
You mussi think you can go buy experience a Woolworth!
You mussi think a so King Selassie ah get him crown!
No, no, no!
No, no, no, no way!
You got to work hard for it!
[Verse 2]
Look, okay
This the type of shit that have niggas in beef
Dat slick talk followed by some stick talk then sleep
Pissed off, I done took my fifth loss this week
Big dog, I can scratch that shit off like fleas
I got a lotta shit to say, but I'ma keep my list short
I know alotta your favorites not gon' fuck with this part
When I'm done, please know that I was trying to diss y'all
'Cause if this is a competition, then I’m setting this bar
In my city, who’s with me? I'm in my own lane, jack
Niggas said JID so flame, I propane rap
I’m from East Atlanta like Gucci and Travis Porter
But my story is similar to the hare and the tortoise
Pen so sharp told stories you thought I forged it
Back in the fourth grade, never read Curious Jorge
My nigga Corey kept a little 40 inside his North Face
Left a nigga with no face and beat the court case
Coming home from ball practice, took the street the short way
We from the East, but never gave niggas a reason
To try it or think it's easy, soft pussy niggas eat the sorbet
Or eating your face, or squeeze the heat, then leaving your place
I've been telling you life's a bitch, but it’s a beach in your case
I've been yelling and throwing fits, I'm tired of screaming all day
I've been fighting these fucking demons all day
Man, this shit ain't never been easy, maybe I just need a breather
Hand your boy the blower, let me squeeze it
Blow a little steam, I ain't hating, I'm just heated
Niggas know what I mean, but niggas don't know what I been through
So if I offend you then, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh
This that I'll conceived and riddle me part/
See I've made way it too far
just for me to restart /
Sheesh
He in his head but probably deep darks/
So they try to understand him
Most likely they leave scared/
Angry like a bhudist whenever he re spawns /
A man, who plays fool
But always intrigue thought/
God Damn, white music has suddenly evolved /
From leeching off of cultures
To nothing to feed from/
I feel like a Guard held inside a keyed box
I hear Them argue taking turns on who's to fuckin keep watch /
I Bring order to disorder wherever anarchys not/
And if the comments think they skilled well then they Obviously not / see
feel ashamed and alive
Out of body camera shy/
I refrain and reprise
I'm depraved and deprived/
K I don't make films
but if I did they'd have a samurai/
Bare naked ladies and shady be there to Pantomime/
Cringe af
angry like a bhudist whenever he re spawns lmaooooo good shit bro
@@zpko1337 u have a vid called dab.exe shush the heck your mouth
@@sethanimal1481 cold war clips and chill.
Activate, activate, activate
Activate, activate, activate
You know I'm about to activate
Activate, activate, activate
Activate, activate, activate
Activate
Whoa Kenny!
Activation, activation
Maturation, Process rap game too saturated
Grab your lady, masturbation on her face
A acne patient acting patient, so complacent
Comfortable, a basic bowl of shit
Hold my own, I own my dick
Go shaloma unpredictable and roll with the clique of fold of big clips
Y'all know I feel activated when I came in this bitch
Claiming the 6, I don't care about being famous and shit
I was a bad little never had, nigga get the bag
Give it back to my fam, boy I am who I am
Hope I don't get in a jam in the jam
Had a dream of eating lamb in the Lamb
And the label come off fam with the ram
Like Martin, Gina, Cole, Tommy, and Pam
Start scheming boy, you die where you stand
Ok
This the type of shit that have niggas in beef
Dat slick talk followed by some stick talk then sleep
Pissed off, I done took my fifth loss this week
Big dog, I can scratch that shit off like fleas
I got a 'lotta shit to say, but I'ma keep my list short
I know alotta your favorites not gon' fuck with this part
When I'm done, please know that I was trying to diss y'all
'Cause if this is a competition, then I'm setting this bar
In my city, who's with me?
I'm in my own lane Jack
Nickel said J.I.D. so flame I propane rap
I'm from East Atlanta like Gucci and Travis Porter
But my story is similar to the hare and the tortoise
Pen so sharp told stories you thought I forged it
Back in the fourth grade, never read Curious George
My nigga Corey kept a little 40 inside his North Face
Left a nigga with no face and beat the court case
Coming home from ball practice, took the street the short way
We from the East, but never gave niggas a reason to try it or think it's easy
Soft pussy niggas eat the Sorbet
Or eating your face, squeeze the heat, then leaving your place
I've been telling you life's a bitch, but it's a beach in your case
I've been yelling and throwing fits
I'm tired of screaming all day
I've been fighting these fucking demons all day
Man, this shit ain't never been easy
Maybe I just need a breather
Hand your boy the blower, let me squeeze it
Blow a little steam, ain't hating, I'm just heated
Niggas know what I mean, but niggas don't know what I been through
So, if I offend you, then
Uhh uhh uhh uhh
I heard niggas looking for a problem
But we don't need to move until the rent due
My niggas hands itching finna rob something
Better pray to God that he don't get you
Better pray to God that he don't get you
Better pray to God that he don't get you
Better pray to God that he don't get you (Our Father)
Better pray to God
Look, ok, fuck what a nigga say
Or what my mama think I made it
Lift my head to skies, I cry and begin prayer
Thanks to the maker, got me out of an awful place
My nigga gone for 17 years like a cicada
More than a motivator for me to get off my anus
And kick ass like I'm Danny Mainus
Put the pen pad to the paper
Big mad with a painting brush
Splish splash, drawing scenes from my dim lit past
Dimwit, pimp shit, syndicate with the pen grip
Ripping shit, intimate, infinite rhyme kicking
L-L-Let's begin
Who's your list? Your top 10?
Let's just say whoever better than
I'm ready now, I was ready then
I was headed down the aisle
Rap game in a wedding gown
She gave me the ring
I said, "Yes" and vowed for forever now
On the honeymoon, getting naked now
On a money pile, doing doggystyle
I'm a father now, and you are my child
Or you aren't my child
I'm on Maury now, and I'm talking loud
The results are found
You are not the, wow i should kill this bitch like a doggy pound
We divorcing now, I want the cars, ring, clothes, all the houses
You broke my heart, I'm re-organizing
Really trying to be mature about it
But I got a killer like a fucking dealer
Dream-villian spill-villain rhyme to the ceiling
Would I should I kill a rapper 'cause I coulda done
Nigga, this a gun and a bullet
I heard niggas looking for a problem
But we don't even move till the rent due
My niggas hands itching finna rob something
Better pray to god that he don't get you
Better pray to God that he don't get you
Better pray to God that he don't get you
Better pray to God that he don't get you
Not that I need it
This nigga cap as fuck man
Ain't no cap in my rap
You the cap in your rap
Where y'all niggas from for real?
Ohhh