Man this is so hard that snare hit with that sinister melody is just👌🤩 Oh man the beat poppin off in sync wit the gun cocks and shots holy shit 🔥🔥🔥 The sound effects are the beat 🤩 Fire from start to finish
El Diablo The devil that you know Walking down a cold road I wonder where it goes Stay on my ten toes I aint tryna get wet In these streets of no respect The water runs red The devils always here tryna get inside my head But he ain’t getting in No I ain’t letting him I be letting off shots Got the heart of a solider Seen a lot of fuckery It turned my heart colder But I still got love Take flight like a dove As above so below Think we’re stuck in reverse Black magic spells And a voodoo curse We’re all slaves to the system till we’re thrown to our hearse
LETHAL’s back and going at it again, every day another sequel I’m rapping to all these gems, No local in this game could beat ‘em ain’t capping keep it at 10 Up at four in the morning just chillaxing at the nights end, I’ve been soaring ignoring people acting like they my friend, it’s been boring on your end got me napping Out in my den I’ve been storing it pouring up on a- glass of gin I’m the flyest with the pen Go ahead try it if you can I don’t advise it but just send it You been lying every sentence I’ve been vibin you’ve been dissin Aint psilocybin ain’t tripping If you try and take my mission Ima pry your entire empire from this dimension diminish and finish em Leave no witness im killing em Now he really knows what it means when he say nobody feeling him
Goinggg Deep on The Boom & Bap lethal. Beehive been waiting day n night for the next release. Definitely returned with the vibe homie. West-side style 🔥🔥🔥
Excellent instrumental, I was inspired by a vent to what is supposedly urban culture today. Can I upload it to social media without any problem: YT, Spotify, Ig, Fb...? Greetings from Venezuela
My bars are philosophical Higher temps it’s tropical I’m paying bills and getting kills my bars are diabolical Tiny players atoms they compose themselves like molecules They’re all about testing me but we ain’t got the chemistry cuz imma be unstoppable
Devil Forty thousand three hundred forty four hours, I've been running from my problems like a marathon for cowards... Heart turned to stone with a soul so sour.. Bitter towards life and everything that it devoured... Hope is an instrument of torture for the wicked.. Always out of reach.. don't you think it's kind of twisted? God truly hates me; I don't doubt it for a minute.. The world's going to hell and he wants me to go with it... So I dwell in the pleasures of the world while it's here Because everyday I wake up and think I'll disappear Or someone that I hold dear would shed their last tear.. My remaining lights fading out is all I fear... I satisfy desires and numb any emotion That takes away the flow of just going through the motions... Kissing the scars of the damaged and the broken In the light of this cloud that looks like an explosion... The end of the world as we all fucking know it.. I'm not doing fine, but I try not to show it... Instead I make light or I write like a poet.. Well, actually I type on an app called Notepad.... The rage I contain is enhanced by the pain That'll stick with me forever like a curse that's engraved... Hell is repetition and the blending of these days Really makes it hard to differentiate the daze... Shot through the heart and I'm the one to blame.. A devil in the flames giving love a bad name... Riding the fine line of pleasure and pain.. I opened up the box and then they came... I'm here till I'm not, so I load up a shot And take it to the head like it's Russian Roulette... I give what I got before I lay down to rot In a grave of my regrets and all the thoughts I never said... Fell down from heaven in the blink of an eye.. Hit the earth so hard that a part of me had died... I felt it go somewhere but it wasn't at my side.. Left in a darker world wanting a chop suey side... But now that I'm here and see no exit in sight, I gave in to the darkness and gave up my fight... Now I take pleasure in these worldly delights And see the flames of desire inside all of their eyes... A product of my pain and not really that valuable, But am filled with rage and at times feel flammable... Tearing myself apart like a lone, starving cannibal.. Eating my own heart out because god finds it laughable... Ever since the fall, the light isn't the same.. Ever since the call, I hardly say your name... Everyday's a brawl inside my head like it's a game.. I am losing all of my lives, what a shame... The world is my playground as hell begins to raise.. Watching it go up like my life in a blaze... Pleasuring and torturing, they scream gods name.. Just like Mistah J to put a smile on that face... Look me in the eyes and tell me what you desire.. Speak it in tongues while embracing the fire... Hell may be surrounding but we're only getting higher To get a better view of the chaos to admire... Devil in disguise cocking back with the nine.. Barrel in your mouth, eat a bullet, rounds are live... Dance in the flames because hell is on the rise.. Scream out to god, he will never hear your cries... God is a fraud, so I load up a shot And down it like it's lead so it could help me forget That any hope I got to escape from his plot Is in a grave of my regrets and all the thoughts I never said...
Me dices aprende a caminar antes de querer volar Solo pienso tranquilo tengo unas canas pa enrolar Acostumbrado a volar para evitar llorar Si me lo preguntas es difícil tener que tolerar antes de poder hablar Pero no me echo pa atrás el tiempo me hizo madurar Porque si no no iba a durar Que dura que es la l realidad Paso de ser superficial, tú acostado con mamá Yo repartiendo la merca Que puta vida tan loca Pero luego me preguntas “Hey por qué haces esa mierda” No cuesta nada pensar, tampoco recapitular Soy la oveja negra que todos quieren enderezar Pero vengo de buenas raíces, no me lograrán quebrar Porque mis huevos hablan más de lo que hablan las balas Me gusto de más la calle y no escuchar problemas Me gusta salir de casa y sueño con no regresar Porque es un infierno vivir esta vida Siento que si sigo aquí no consigo estabilidad Quiero mejorar mi vitalidad Quiero disminuir toda mi ansiedad Y dejar de sobrepensar
VERSO: Estoy tranqui por la Pista No me Insistas wacho Ahí afuera mi Nombre para que Resistan, Fuck Bros Si quiere Baby vamos Que los tengo Haciendo Dailys Esta música Emborracha Mas que un Baileys Flaca Tell Me’ Lo qué pasa, que es lo que Pasa Loker LK entra a la Base y la Arrasa Vamos atentamente Avellaneda con Mi Raza Atrasados por sus Causas, no llegan para sus Casas Los tengo Nerviosos por que no puede Pegarle a mi Flow Mi RAP es Calle como Snoop Dogg Son Cuatrocientos Bots, los de tu Cuento que no Cuento Bro Si Tenés ganas de Bardear hacelo bien Cagón De rimas tengo un Vagón Encima vos no sabes quien soy Yo Soy el que rima y los Rompe Todos, soy el Fucking Boss En esta mierda wacho acá estoy Lucho por las causas del Pueblo, no por Causas de Vos Como en los 1700 La Revolución Francesa Hoy la gente se levanta Contra Maria Antonietta Se levantan como El Cordobazo en los Sesenta Y mi gente se prepara para ganar las Apuestas ESTRIBO: Hoy ganan los Pibes, mañana vemos si Ganas No me tires si no lo Haces bien desde tu Caravana Soy el LokerLK rapeando hasta la Otra Semana Hermanos de la Patria, los invito a Esta Cantada (X2)
É difícil entender que nada mais é como era antigamente. O que importa hoje é somente a conta corrente. O valor são seus bens. Bens materiais. De nada vale a luta e o que cê fez para os iguais. Não guento mais ver meus parceiro se perder por pouca coisa. Em um caminho que geral sabe qual é o final. Talvez cê não entenda e dependa da sua bolha. Mas basta um click clack, pro seu ultimo natal.
Bro I love your beats! You inspire me every day. I want to thank you for the inspiration in my music video that I’ve just posted on my channel! I’ll be happy to hear your feedback!
I got hour's of freestyle recorded on your beats mate nothing to special yet was getting a couple things out the way , soon I'll start dropping verses Over them... Hand's down favourite TH-cam producer pretty consistent..🇦🇺🫠🤙
Check it/ yo I kick styles that's wild and versatile Flippin' scripts like a linguist leavin' heads in denial My flow's erratic like acrobatics it's automatic Spit dramatic phonetic gymnastics so emphatic I'm the verbal assassin mashin' tracks with passion Master of the craft causing lyrical chain reactions Dum-da-diddy here I go again with the witty Wordplay so gritty hitting hard like Biggie in the city I twist words like a contortionist no distortin' this My rhymes hit hard leave you sore can't afford to miss JP Flexin the style funky and raw breakin' down the law Innovative linguistics spittin' fire like a saw So listen close as I compose prose that exposes The foes and those who oppose I dispose with lethal doses We shootin up, we flex with finesse no contest In this lyrical conquest we manifest the best
Spotykam przypadkowych ziomków Któryś z nich to parówa lecz zachowali się w porządku Skuje mordę nie podkuwam tutaj podków Pozdrowienia śle dla przodków A dla frajerów śle odchód Wow, Robię se podzielni obchód Wyznaczyłem kiedyś obwód Póki co, wszystko gites Nikt nie wchodzi mi tu w drogę nikt tu nie wpierdala mi się Cisne dzisiaj grubą pizde Nie chodzi o bbw mieszane są setki z piwkiem
Sobie wyjdę na dzielnice, jak masz myszkę chętnie kliknę Jak coś pisze, to nie clickbait A jak coś myśle to wymyślę, skurwysynu Nie wiem ile mogę tworzyć rymów Nie wiem ile mogę spożyć płynów Nie wiem ile mogę robić dymów Nie wiem ile mogę skurwysynu
Sitze grad am tresen Bruder kann mich nicht bewegen Kann die karte kaum noch lesen Doch horres weis ich gern trinke Es steigt wieder mal der pegel Zwischen holzsplittern und nägeln Ja der alk wird alles regeln Wenn ich immer tiefer sinke Dreh die kippe in der tasche Bruder ist doch keine sache Weil ich das hier schon so mache Seit ich hänge an der flasche Du findest das echt kacke Denn ich penn grad an der kasse Schlaf den rausch aus den ich hatte Und wach auf auf einer matte Früher immer bier probiert bei eltern und so Heute häng ich viel zu hacke auf dem Karnevals klo Damals immer schnaps geklaut bei eltern und so Heute hab ich whiskey auf meinem scheis baseballtrikot Bruder rauche meinen jibbit wann ich grade aus der bar komm Setz mich an die haltestelle und muss erstmal bisschen klarkommen Wenn ich warte bis die bahn kommt Hoffe das langsam die bahn kommt Während die bahn auf meinem handy gottlos in mir ankommt Steige in die bahn ein Ja das kann doch garnicht wahr sein Ja das muss mir doch wohl klar sein Ja mein kopf ist nichtmehr klar nein Man ich bilde mir das ein Die bahn ist garnicht da Denn ich hab hallus in der nacht und geh wieder in die bar 10minuten später werd ich leider rausgeschmissen Man was soll ich jetzt noch machen ich bin dicke aufgeschmissen Draufgeschissen Ich geh jetzt erst ne runde pissen Ich bin abgefuckt doch hab ein ganz freies gewissen Ja mein flow ist unantastbar Für die meisten garnicht machbar Ja Nur ich pump meine songs und durch mich halt auch mein nachbar Ich hab hausverbot in jeder Bar das weis doch wirklich jeder Ja ich trage eine feder Da am kopf und an der seele Nah so läuft das wirklich jedes Jahr wenn ich wieder verkacke Habe jibbit in meim maul und die kapsel in der tasche Rappe nur auf beats die mir auch wirklich was zu bieten haben Ja mein flow ist krass und bleibt im kopf so wie ein Wiederhaken Langsam ist mal ende Ich schau auf meine hände und frag mich was ich getan hab auf den kopfhören läuft ente Die lichter gehen aus es wird langsam schon hell Zeit für eine kleine nase schnell
garçom tras o de sempre uma folha e uma caneta p eu escrever essa poha tudo de novo, o enforcamento continua sendo o mesmo, por gravatas, por pratas, cm correntes, e por cordão de ouro, aquelas correntes q a um tempo atras vivia amarradas no meu pé, mais no futuro virei poeta q transforma poema em rima ce sabe bem como q é, a minha mãe fala q sou ganancioso, e minha amg liga p tentar me acalmar, meu pai foi meu verdadeiro herói nessa vida o heman nunca ia me ensinar oq é tramprar
Mi annulla i poteri sto fu cento le droghe che assu certo le storie che sento zero le volte che dico assurdo E quindi assimilo L odio e mi autodistruggo semiautomatica la lirica antipatica come due bulldog Volevo solo bacicome catullo ma strangola questi ragazzi il buio atomico L inverno canonico L autunno emozioni che sento è un labirinto ma non ce nessuno e cala il siparietto ma io non mi strucco Fiori che brucio lento Moltiplico lo stucco Profumo vero incenso Mette i pensieri a lutto Io è da un po’ mi pento di quello che faccio il riassunto Mi hai dato 1000 ho chiesto cento ma in compenso è stato comesso il furto del mio ventricolo destro L altro e distrutto Fumo sotto a un cipresso e penso che va male tutto Pensandoci sono e depressso e levando L Intutito Non rimane un cazzo sono al cesso con due troie è un buco Del loro trip il tutor Chiamami drug sitter resto seduto mentre troie non restano zitte E tu sei cornuto ne chiudo mille Villano l’ex lutor e le sue pupille le ho messe a lutto come le sue tonsille lo metto tutto mando sto pezzo a carrmelo e mi dice spigne Io bevo come una spugna fisso si come una spinge questo amaro sa di prugna penso che ne berrò mille Vado a naro sembro strano come spielperg stifen scriverò uno triller resto sul cazzo a queste troie insipide perche so scriverle mi amano come sopra Tinder Fai ridere sembri ben stiller
יש לי את הכוח לשנות, ולבנות את העולם שלא תקוע בן קירות,כה קרירות,שרק יוצרות את הפילוג שממש את המריבות,שהורגות כן הורגות תאנשים המסכנים שמנסים רק לחיות.
אני לוקח תשוט, ואז יוצר אשליות, שיוצרות שאלות, שמובילות לאמת, ותאמין לי איתה הכי קשה להתעמת, אין ב, כי הקיום שלנו הוא לא הפאקט, מי אני ומי אתה אני שואל, איך אתה יודע שהעולם הזה הוא של האל, כבר קיבלנו הוכחות שהרע הוא השולט, אין שליטה בתודעה, התכנות הוא תופעה, אהבה היא מטרה, מה קרה? למה כל אחד נמנע מהטהורות ש הנשמה, אל תמכור אותה, תגיד תודה לאלוהים שנתן וברא, קיים היום הוא רק בך
Todo largado Eu N ligo pra quem fala mal Tô dando uns trago Tanta grana parece q robô o banco central Pros que penso ia ser tráfico Tô traficando infirmação expiração pros meno mil grau Hoje eu decidi o banco direto desecupado Nas antiga ngm tava do meu lado Mais tudo isso é normal
نحاول ونسرع منشكي نحاول ونقاوم مانبكي نحاول ومانبيها هكي ونحاول ودنيا مانببها لكي وحداني بين سيسان ظلام وهموم نضحك ونحكي من داخلي مغموم صاحب كويس وصاحب مسوم وضع يتقلب ماهوش مفهوم نولع سيقاره نمشي نحوم فب شوارع الحاره ويوم لي عجبتني الجاره النصيب مش معايا وفلوس حاظرا من بعيد نشوف البابور زن الصفاره حظ مفارق وندور وين ومهاهما صار متوفش دمعه من لعين ومخلف وماشي ومش معايا الزين عطينا وعد وعد لحر دين مخالف بين الناس الفخر مش بدوخه والكاس وعل كلمه حتي لو فيها نحاس 99في الميه كلها انجاس مشيت معاها كلها بنيه سواد في قلب مخطي وجه بالتيمهaawa1 وفي لي فراحن بشيلة كميه وراجل وكلام هضا ماهوش ليا
y veulent peter les brinks écoute mes rimes en guisent de brise de vent t’es conscient constamment équipé d’la maîtrise et j’fait ça cile-fa pendant qu’le fer est chaud avant que lame soit grise POTOOO c’est pas un coup d’chatte élémentaire jte cuisine ça comme un punjab igo j’fais pas l’bojack là tout de suite j’envoie des beaux jab (crochet) lahuisse il m’parle de coup d’chatte j’puise pas dans mes ressources mais la jtenvoie des décharges t’es pas au courant d’la secousses? j’vesqi les sévices du mal jsuis en haut dans ma soucoupe pour treran a 6 du mat j’brule l’affiche du mal zebla d’demi dieux j’baise la fille du mal j’envoie des demi-16 j’entends qu’ça leur fait du mal content j’balance 2000 séismes t’es pas content j’attend qu’le ble-dia sévices j’tire sur la zeb mais j’fais pas belec au vices tu betom si tu fais pas belec au vides j’ai barré des blases betements jsuis pas là pour éduquer ton fils laisse bet c’est mort pour eux si j’envoies des cataclysmes mais où en est donc ma clique mais où en est donc ma clique j’tire sur la zeb mais j’fais pas belec au vices tu betom si tu fais pas belec au vides j’ai barré des blases betements jsuis pas là pour éduquer ton fils laisse bet c’est mort pour eux si j’envoies des cataclysmes que des phrasé digne de s’nom attaque en chaîne pas l’temps pour eux même si j’dois décider l’temps pluvieux de c’monde bebe baisse les basses baise les décibels temps record une seconde OUEE OUE top chrono « stop le carnage les secousses » c’est c’qui m’disent si j’les croisent quand j’temon dans la soucoupe j’parle de temps avec chronos j’en ai pas pour les secourir j’tema les étoiles en flou sachant qu’rien n’sert de courir le temps vous rattrape tu voudrais capter mon flow mais t’as du retard mur du son détonation après l’impact j’fais du son mure pas trop lasse-degeu pour l’oreille de l’auditeur dans son appart j’me réveille c’est pas oim qui cogite mais c’est l’zdeh d’la veille j’envoie des 16 belec je n’carbure plus au shit mac1 pour eux ça va si vite l’abeille a la frappe qui va faire vaci- va-vaciller l’vocer à vassily laisse déglutir mes versets sale et belec si j’inverse les seuils ze double v a la track musikotherapie en guise de traces belec si tu lunches le sol
ik weet ik ben een goei mens maar doe vaak fout dingen vroeger chillde ik, me de foute vrienden vaak dacht ik onschuldig was nooit zag ik mijn fout mn ouders zwartmaken, net als een mijnbouw
c’est aujourd’hui que j’donne la couleur y’a trop d’âme perdu qui cri à l’aide appelez moi le guide fidèle au bushido comme gai maito ou l’ami zoro les autres c’est dés zéro donc j’les aurais y’a pas d’raisons
Read the description and stop crying. Almost all producers on TH-cam do this, like if your trying to make profit off their beats that's when it's "not free" very simple to understand. Plus every producer tries to sell their beats and the rights to them for a reasonable price called business bud
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კიდევ ერთი ღამე გადის ჩემთვის ფუჭად, სიგარეტის კვამლი ჩემთან ეშმაკია სტუმრად, კუთხეშია ატუზული და მიყურებს ურცხვად ფიქრები სიბნელეში განწყობილი მტრულად, (ჰა) ვიცი- ვერ მიტანს და არ ვევასები, თავზე გადავახიოთ მისი დძმაკაცნი ლაჩრები, ტრაკი რომ არაგაქვთ და შორიდან რო იტყლარებით, მიდი დამიალე გვერდში დაგიდგება ძაღლები (სიცილი) ბიჯო, შენ კი უბანში ხარ დაკარგული შენი ყოველივე სიტყვა ფუჭად დახარჯული, (ჰაა) ჩვენი საუბარი შენთან კიდე სარკასტული, შენი სახელია 6 მეტრში აქ დამარხული ღამის 3 საათზე კარებზეა კაკუნი 1რთი ორჯერ გაატარე გააგრძელა რახუნი გარეთ დაგხვდა ცოტნეია სულ შავებში ჩაცმული ქვემოთ დაიხედე ხელში უკავია აგური (ბახ!) კიდევ ერთი კაცი შეიწირა ჩემმა წერამ დრო კი გადის მალე დავუმთავრე ბედისწერა დედა მოეტყმნა სიტყვა რომ არ დაიჯერა ასე დავუნგრიეთ ჩვენ დძმას მისი კარიერა. ისევ ძმაკაცები მიმაგერებენ მე ჩემს გვერდს ხელი აიწიოს გაგიმართავ დიდგორს ველს, მე ამ პასტით და ამ ფურცლით გავიკვლევ გზებს ჩვენი შიშით პატიებას თხოვ შენ, შენს ღმერთს. თუკი რამის ტრაკი დაგრჩათ დადე ნომერი სანამ ჩემთან მოხვალ ბიჯო დაითვალე ცოდვები ზედმეტი რო მოგივათ იცოდეთ აქ გაგორდებით დამიტოვე ნომერი ბიჯო მალე გელოდებით. (თქვენ) დალშე გიოა 7 კუპლეტი 1 წუთი და 24 წამი.
volvi a confiar en mi sin conocerme, el sila pregunta sorry solo tengo verde, ahora que esti en caliente no pienso quemarme, que no soy batman pero payasos vienen a joderme, como quererme con esta mancha, llamame curry necesito cancha, yo y mis malas rachas, pinte una concha con mi cruz y me llaman apostol, no lo hago a posta pero siempre pido la revancha, tus ojos me miran con cara de que me temes, y tus pupilas dilatadas como con la eme, deja que mi mente eleve el nivel que el proceso es breve, y no creas que consecuentemente el efecto es leve, en efecto desconozco el paradero de la parte de mi mismo que escribia letra en primero, ahora solo quedan los estragos que dejaron las mentiras que he escuchado y todos los falsos “te quiero”
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woke up and the king uploaded. feeling blessed🔥🔥
I be checking everyday when it’s time to freestyle 😂😂
That gun click/shot hook is wild. I love that.
demons like Diablo
seen 'em, so we all know
evil, neva see me fall fo'
lethalneedle, keepin' off-the-wall flows
Ok, this is insane. And those gunshots. Much wow.
The way the sax comes circling back is crazy bro 🔥 Mad beat
This man's beats never miss. Don't forget the OG commenters when you hit the top Leath!!
G O A T
Those drums are ridiculous.
Ayo fam im a trash rapper, can you rate my music on my channel?
Man this is so hard that snare hit with that sinister melody is just👌🤩
Oh man the beat poppin off in sync wit the gun cocks and shots holy shit 🔥🔥🔥
The sound effects are the beat 🤩
Fire from start to finish
Lethal crazy
Esta chimgona esta pista
Please make another like this, this has different level feelings 🔥
This beat is straight fire. I started writing to it and words just fell out my brain.
El Diablo
The devil that you know
Walking down a cold road
I wonder where it goes
Stay on my ten toes
I aint tryna get wet
In these streets of no respect
The water runs red
The devils always here tryna get inside my head
But he ain’t getting in
No I ain’t letting him
I be letting off shots
Got the heart of a solider
Seen a lot of fuckery
It turned my heart colder
But I still got love
Take flight like a dove
As above so below
Think we’re stuck in reverse
Black magic spells
And a voodoo curse
We’re all slaves to the system till we’re thrown to our hearse
yo can I use some of those that goes hard
@@ConstantineRapfor sure my bro
@@concreteknowledge3168 thank you bruv
Man love you lethal one of the best u ever did Ur keeping it lethal
йо
минус-пушка! минус-кбийца! качаю корпусом как одержимый! круто, мужик 🤜🤛
LETHAL’s back and going at it again,
every day another sequel I’m rapping to all these gems,
No local in this game could beat ‘em ain’t capping keep it at 10
Up at four in the morning just chillaxing at the nights end,
I’ve been soaring ignoring people acting like they my friend,
it’s been boring on your end got me napping
Out in my den
I’ve been storing it pouring up on a- glass of gin
I’m the flyest with the pen
Go ahead try it if you can
I don’t advise it but just send it
You been lying every sentence
I’ve been vibin you’ve been dissin
Aint psilocybin ain’t tripping
If you try and take my mission
Ima pry your entire empire from this dimension diminish and finish em
Leave no witness im killing em
Now he really knows what it means when he say nobody feeling him
Bro you're TALENTED fr, maybe we could collab sometime?
Yooo needle hearted the bars?! Seen them like hella comments over the past few years but never someone’s lyrics I feel special 🫶🏼
@@kalibpruitt5626 you should, you really did something amazing there
This beat is STUPID CRAZY 😭🔥🔥
hardddd
Hard af bro💯🔥+1sub
This picture is what I feel like💯
This is sick,. let's not argue.
Thank you ❤
big up Bro✌✌
Gracias 😊
Smoked a blunt and did a freestyle
That's the spirit
Hitting the bong rn
Smoked a blunt and my phone died… but now we back !!
Done haha
Quit
this is fire🔥🔥🔥
Great great great !!! Your beat is İnteresting and on fire 💯
Goinggg Deep on The Boom & Bap lethal. Beehive been waiting day n night for the next release. Definitely returned with the vibe homie. West-side style 🔥🔥🔥
That is top ⭐👏
On fire that shitttt💥
PRRRAAAUUU ❤
Well worth the wait 👍👍
👹🔥
man i be using all your beats i hope u kno that. i've made so many tracks using ur beats and they all go crazy
Awesome 💥
good work on it 🔥🔥
Ayo fam im a trash rapper, can you rate my music on my channel?
hard 🔥
Ayo fam im a trash rapper, can you rate my music on my channel?
This is genius
Keep going.
~DatDoggo
THANKYOUU I BEEEN ITCHIN MY G
incr
Dope
🔥🔥🔥
Excellent instrumental, I was inspired by a vent to what is supposedly urban culture today.
Can I upload it to social media without any problem: YT, Spotify, Ig, Fb...?
Greetings from Venezuela
top💆🏻♂️
Ayo fam im a trash rapper, can you rate my music on my channel?
💯🔥🔥🔥💨
superb
when that beat goes in tho
My bars are philosophical
Higher temps it’s tropical
I’m paying bills and getting kills my bars are diabolical
Tiny players atoms they compose themselves like molecules
They’re all about testing me but we ain’t got the chemistry cuz imma be unstoppable
🥶
Ayo fam im a trash rapper, can you rate my music on my channel?
1:45
This is thee beat
Ayo fam im a trash rapper, can you rate my music on my channel?
Devil
Forty thousand three hundred forty four hours,
I've been running from my problems like a marathon for cowards...
Heart turned to stone with a soul so sour..
Bitter towards life and everything that it devoured...
Hope is an instrument of torture for the wicked..
Always out of reach.. don't you think it's kind of twisted?
God truly hates me; I don't doubt it for a minute..
The world's going to hell and he wants me to go with it...
So I dwell in the pleasures of the world while it's here
Because everyday I wake up and think I'll disappear
Or someone that I hold dear would shed their last tear..
My remaining lights fading out is all I fear...
I satisfy desires and numb any emotion
That takes away the flow of just going through the motions...
Kissing the scars of the damaged and the broken
In the light of this cloud that looks like an explosion...
The end of the world as we all fucking know it..
I'm not doing fine, but I try not to show it...
Instead I make light or I write like a poet..
Well, actually I type on an app called Notepad....
The rage I contain is enhanced by the pain
That'll stick with me forever like a curse that's engraved...
Hell is repetition and the blending of these days
Really makes it hard to differentiate the daze...
Shot through the heart and I'm the one to blame..
A devil in the flames giving love a bad name...
Riding the fine line of pleasure and pain..
I opened up the box and then they came...
I'm here till I'm not, so I load up a shot
And take it to the head like it's Russian Roulette...
I give what I got before I lay down to rot
In a grave of my regrets and all the thoughts I never said...
Fell down from heaven in the blink of an eye..
Hit the earth so hard that a part of me had died...
I felt it go somewhere but it wasn't at my side..
Left in a darker world wanting a chop suey side...
But now that I'm here and see no exit in sight,
I gave in to the darkness and gave up my fight...
Now I take pleasure in these worldly delights
And see the flames of desire inside all of their eyes...
A product of my pain and not really that valuable,
But am filled with rage and at times feel flammable...
Tearing myself apart like a lone, starving cannibal..
Eating my own heart out because god finds it laughable...
Ever since the fall, the light isn't the same..
Ever since the call, I hardly say your name...
Everyday's a brawl inside my head like it's a game..
I am losing all of my lives, what a shame...
The world is my playground as hell begins to raise..
Watching it go up like my life in a blaze...
Pleasuring and torturing, they scream gods name..
Just like Mistah J to put a smile on that face...
Look me in the eyes and tell me what you desire..
Speak it in tongues while embracing the fire...
Hell may be surrounding but we're only getting higher
To get a better view of the chaos to admire...
Devil in disguise cocking back with the nine..
Barrel in your mouth, eat a bullet, rounds are live...
Dance in the flames because hell is on the rise..
Scream out to god, he will never hear your cries...
God is a fraud, so I load up a shot
And down it like it's lead so it could help me forget
That any hope I got to escape from his plot
Is in a grave of my regrets and all the thoughts I never said...
how could you practice your rap skills you're better than any artist man Keep it up What app you used for rhyming?
Awesome Dude. Prayers for you.
May God Give you Strength
Whomever you are
@@KB-uh7yw why
🐐
I'm a beatmaker too and you were one of my inspirations to make beats
If I buy Premium Lease can I post it on Spotify?
saxo is a sample or a vst?
Avante BR 🇧🇷
Dope as fck!
Me dices aprende a caminar antes de querer volar
Solo pienso tranquilo tengo unas canas pa enrolar
Acostumbrado a volar para evitar llorar
Si me lo preguntas es difícil tener que tolerar antes de poder hablar
Pero no me echo pa atrás el tiempo me hizo madurar
Porque si no no iba a durar
Que dura que es la l realidad
Paso de ser superficial, tú acostado con mamá
Yo repartiendo la merca
Que puta vida tan loca
Pero luego me preguntas “Hey por qué haces esa mierda”
No cuesta nada pensar, tampoco recapitular
Soy la oveja negra que todos quieren enderezar
Pero vengo de buenas raíces, no me lograrán quebrar
Porque mis huevos hablan más de lo que hablan las balas
Me gusto de más la calle y no escuchar problemas
Me gusta salir de casa y sueño con no regresar
Porque es un infierno vivir esta vida
Siento que si sigo aquí no consigo estabilidad
Quiero mejorar mi vitalidad
Quiero disminuir toda mi ansiedad
Y dejar de sobrepensar
Lyrical Ammo
💣💣💣💣💣💣💣💣
❤
🔥
Puedo usarlo para subirlo solo a TH-cam
أول تعليق 💓
VERSO:
Estoy tranqui por la Pista
No me Insistas wacho
Ahí afuera mi Nombre para que Resistan, Fuck Bros
Si quiere Baby vamos
Que los tengo Haciendo Dailys
Esta música Emborracha Mas que un Baileys
Flaca Tell Me’
Lo qué pasa, que es lo que Pasa
Loker LK entra a la Base y la Arrasa
Vamos atentamente Avellaneda con Mi Raza
Atrasados por sus Causas, no llegan para sus Casas
Los tengo Nerviosos por que no puede Pegarle a mi Flow
Mi RAP es Calle como Snoop Dogg
Son Cuatrocientos Bots, los de tu Cuento que no Cuento Bro
Si Tenés ganas de Bardear hacelo bien Cagón
De rimas tengo un Vagón
Encima vos no sabes quien soy Yo
Soy el que rima y los Rompe Todos, soy el Fucking Boss
En esta mierda wacho acá estoy
Lucho por las causas del Pueblo, no por Causas de Vos
Como en los 1700 La Revolución Francesa
Hoy la gente se levanta Contra Maria Antonietta
Se levantan como El Cordobazo en los Sesenta
Y mi gente se prepara para ganar las Apuestas
ESTRIBO:
Hoy ganan los Pibes, mañana vemos si Ganas
No me tires si no lo Haces bien desde tu Caravana
Soy el LokerLK rapeando hasta la Otra Semana
Hermanos de la Patria, los invito a Esta Cantada (X2)
Underground🔥$#!T
00:16 00:38
This is a beautiful beat, if I do something with it I will mention because this is truly an awesome job 😎✌️
Where u find those thumbnails?
É difícil entender que nada mais é como era antigamente.
O que importa hoje é somente a conta corrente.
O valor são seus bens.
Bens materiais.
De nada vale a luta e o que cê fez para os iguais.
Não guento mais ver meus parceiro se perder por pouca coisa.
Em um caminho que geral sabe qual é o final.
Talvez cê não entenda e dependa da sua bolha.
Mas basta um click clack, pro seu ultimo natal.
0:19
Bro I love your beats! You inspire me every day. I want to thank you for the inspiration in my music video that I’ve just posted on my channel! I’ll be happy to hear your feedback!
Wow
u have dead this one
FAT 👍🔥🔥👍💪👍
I got hour's of freestyle recorded on your beats mate nothing to special yet was getting a couple things out the way , soon I'll start dropping verses Over them... Hand's down favourite TH-cam producer pretty consistent..🇦🇺🫠🤙
Check it/ yo I kick styles that's wild and versatile
Flippin' scripts like a linguist leavin' heads in denial
My flow's erratic like acrobatics it's automatic
Spit dramatic phonetic gymnastics so emphatic
I'm the verbal assassin mashin' tracks with passion
Master of the craft causing lyrical chain reactions
Dum-da-diddy here I go again with the witty
Wordplay so gritty hitting hard like Biggie in the city
I twist words like a contortionist no distortin' this
My rhymes hit hard leave you sore can't afford to miss
JP Flexin the style funky and raw breakin' down the law
Innovative linguistics spittin' fire like a saw
So listen close as I compose prose that exposes
The foes and those who oppose I dispose with lethal doses
We shootin up, we flex with finesse no contest
In this lyrical conquest we manifest the best
Spotykam przypadkowych ziomków
Któryś z nich to parówa lecz zachowali się w porządku
Skuje mordę nie podkuwam tutaj podków
Pozdrowienia śle dla przodków
A dla frajerów śle odchód
Wow,
Robię se podzielni obchód
Wyznaczyłem kiedyś obwód
Póki co, wszystko gites
Nikt nie wchodzi mi tu w drogę nikt tu nie wpierdala mi się
Cisne dzisiaj grubą pizde
Nie chodzi o bbw mieszane są setki z piwkiem
Sobie wyjdę na dzielnice, jak masz myszkę chętnie kliknę
Jak coś pisze, to nie clickbait
A jak coś myśle to wymyślę, skurwysynu
Nie wiem ile mogę tworzyć rymów
Nie wiem ile mogę spożyć płynów
Nie wiem ile mogę robić dymów
Nie wiem ile mogę skurwysynu
Sitze grad am tresen
Bruder kann mich nicht bewegen
Kann die karte kaum noch lesen
Doch horres weis ich gern trinke
Es steigt wieder mal der pegel
Zwischen holzsplittern und nägeln
Ja der alk wird alles regeln
Wenn ich immer tiefer sinke
Dreh die kippe in der tasche
Bruder ist doch keine sache
Weil ich das hier schon so mache
Seit ich hänge an der flasche
Du findest das echt kacke
Denn ich penn grad an der kasse
Schlaf den rausch aus den ich hatte
Und wach auf auf einer matte
Früher immer bier probiert bei eltern und so
Heute häng ich viel zu hacke auf dem
Karnevals klo
Damals immer schnaps geklaut bei eltern und so
Heute hab ich whiskey auf meinem scheis baseballtrikot
Bruder rauche meinen jibbit wann ich grade aus der bar komm
Setz mich an die haltestelle und muss erstmal bisschen klarkommen
Wenn ich warte bis die bahn kommt
Hoffe das langsam die bahn kommt
Während die bahn auf meinem handy gottlos in mir ankommt
Steige in die bahn ein
Ja das kann doch garnicht wahr sein
Ja das muss mir doch wohl klar sein
Ja mein kopf ist nichtmehr klar nein
Man ich bilde mir das ein
Die bahn ist garnicht da
Denn ich hab hallus in der nacht und geh wieder in die bar
10minuten später werd ich leider rausgeschmissen
Man was soll ich jetzt noch machen ich bin dicke aufgeschmissen
Draufgeschissen
Ich geh jetzt erst ne runde pissen
Ich bin abgefuckt doch hab ein ganz freies gewissen
Ja mein flow ist unantastbar
Für die meisten garnicht machbar
Ja Nur ich pump meine songs und durch mich halt auch mein nachbar
Ich hab hausverbot in jeder
Bar das weis doch wirklich jeder
Ja ich trage eine feder
Da am kopf und an der seele
Nah so läuft das wirklich jedes
Jahr wenn ich wieder verkacke
Habe jibbit in meim maul und die kapsel in der tasche
Rappe nur auf beats die mir auch wirklich was zu bieten haben
Ja mein flow ist krass und bleibt im kopf so wie ein Wiederhaken
Langsam ist mal ende
Ich schau auf meine hände und frag mich was ich getan hab auf den kopfhören läuft ente
Die lichter gehen aus es wird langsam schon hell
Zeit für eine kleine nase schnell
Free use? I can pay the license $15
I have a EP
garçom tras o de sempre uma folha e uma caneta p eu escrever essa poha tudo de novo, o enforcamento continua sendo o mesmo, por gravatas, por pratas, cm correntes, e por cordão de ouro, aquelas correntes q a um tempo atras vivia amarradas no meu pé, mais no futuro virei poeta q transforma poema em rima ce sabe bem como q é, a minha mãe fala q sou ganancioso, e minha amg liga p tentar me acalmar, meu pai foi meu verdadeiro herói nessa vida o heman nunca ia me ensinar oq é tramprar
Tụi muốn là rapper nhưng thật ra nó đ thành
Bảo neway giờ là
Mi annulla i poteri sto fu cento le droghe che assu certo le storie che sento zero le volte che dico assurdo
E quindi assimilo L odio e mi autodistruggo semiautomatica la lirica antipatica come due bulldog
Volevo solo bacicome catullo ma strangola questi ragazzi il buio atomico L inverno canonico L autunno emozioni che sento è un labirinto ma non ce nessuno e cala il siparietto ma io non mi strucco
Fiori che brucio lento
Moltiplico lo stucco
Profumo vero incenso
Mette i pensieri a lutto
Io è da un po’ mi pento di quello che faccio il riassunto
Mi hai dato 1000 ho chiesto cento ma in compenso è stato comesso il furto del mio ventricolo destro L altro e distrutto
Fumo sotto a un cipresso e penso che va male tutto
Pensandoci sono e depressso e levando L Intutito
Non rimane un cazzo sono al cesso con due troie è un buco
Del loro trip il tutor
Chiamami drug sitter resto seduto mentre troie non restano zitte
E tu sei cornuto ne chiudo mille
Villano l’ex lutor e le sue pupille le ho messe a lutto come le sue tonsille lo metto tutto mando sto pezzo a carrmelo e mi dice spigne
Io bevo come una spugna fisso si come una spinge questo amaro sa di prugna penso che ne berrò mille
Vado a naro sembro strano come spielperg stifen scriverò uno triller resto sul cazzo a queste troie insipide perche so scriverle mi amano come sopra Tinder
Fai ridere sembri ben stiller
aye, check ur comments w links. they delete them but i been posting shit w ur beats
יש לי את הכוח לשנות, ולבנות את העולם שלא תקוע בן קירות,כה קרירות,שרק יוצרות את הפילוג שממש את המריבות,שהורגות כן הורגות תאנשים המסכנים שמנסים רק לחיות.
אני לוקח תשוט, ואז יוצר אשליות, שיוצרות שאלות, שמובילות לאמת, ותאמין לי איתה הכי קשה להתעמת, אין ב, כי הקיום שלנו הוא לא הפאקט, מי אני ומי אתה אני שואל, איך אתה יודע שהעולם הזה הוא של האל, כבר קיבלנו הוכחות שהרע הוא השולט, אין שליטה בתודעה, התכנות הוא תופעה, אהבה היא מטרה, מה קרה? למה כל אחד נמנע מהטהורות ש הנשמה, אל תמכור אותה, תגיד תודה לאלוהים שנתן וברא, קיים היום הוא רק בך
Todo largado
Eu
N ligo pra quem fala mal
Tô dando uns trago
Tanta grana parece q robô o banco central
Pros que penso ia ser tráfico
Tô traficando infirmação expiração pros meno mil grau
Hoje eu decidi o banco direto desecupado
Nas antiga ngm tava do meu lado
Mais tudo isso é normal
دخلت لهاذ راب باش
نوصل دي ميساج
مشي باش نكون تاج
مي دوماج درتولنا ديكالاج
لي رابور حاكم عليهم ڨاع اتو
لي داخل فراب يغني على لي خلاتو
نحاول ونسرع منشكي
نحاول ونقاوم مانبكي
نحاول ومانبيها هكي
ونحاول ودنيا مانببها لكي
وحداني بين سيسان ظلام وهموم
نضحك ونحكي من داخلي مغموم
صاحب كويس وصاحب مسوم
وضع يتقلب ماهوش مفهوم
نولع سيقاره نمشي نحوم فب شوارع الحاره
ويوم لي عجبتني الجاره
النصيب مش معايا وفلوس حاظرا
من بعيد نشوف البابور زن الصفاره
حظ مفارق وندور وين
ومهاهما صار متوفش دمعه من لعين
ومخلف وماشي ومش معايا الزين
عطينا وعد وعد لحر دين
مخالف بين الناس
الفخر مش بدوخه والكاس
وعل كلمه حتي لو فيها نحاس
99في الميه كلها انجاس
مشيت معاها كلها بنيه
سواد في قلب مخطي وجه بالتيمهaawa1
وفي لي فراحن بشيلة كميه
وراجل وكلام هضا ماهوش ليا
جميل
y veulent peter les brinks
écoute mes rimes en guisent de brise de vent
t’es conscient constamment équipé d’la maîtrise
et j’fait ça cile-fa
pendant qu’le fer est chaud
avant que lame soit grise
POTOOO c’est pas un coup d’chatte
élémentaire jte cuisine ça comme un punjab
igo j’fais pas l’bojack
là tout de suite j’envoie des beaux jab (crochet)
lahuisse il m’parle de coup d’chatte
j’puise pas dans mes ressources mais la jtenvoie des décharges
t’es pas au courant d’la secousses?
j’vesqi les sévices du mal jsuis en haut dans ma soucoupe
pour treran a 6 du mat
j’brule l’affiche du mal
zebla d’demi dieux
j’baise la fille du mal
j’envoie des demi-16 j’entends qu’ça leur fait du mal
content j’balance 2000 séismes
t’es pas content j’attend qu’le ble-dia sévices
j’tire sur la zeb mais j’fais pas belec au vices
tu betom si tu fais pas belec au vides
j’ai barré des blases betements jsuis
pas là pour éduquer ton fils
laisse bet c’est mort pour eux si j’envoies des cataclysmes
mais où en est donc ma clique mais où en est donc ma clique
j’tire sur la zeb mais j’fais pas belec au vices
tu betom si tu fais pas belec au vides
j’ai barré des blases betements jsuis
pas là pour éduquer ton fils
laisse bet c’est mort pour eux si j’envoies des cataclysmes
que des phrasé digne de s’nom
attaque en chaîne
pas l’temps pour eux même si
j’dois décider l’temps pluvieux de c’monde
bebe
baisse les basses baise les décibels
temps record une seconde
OUEE OUE
top chrono
« stop le carnage les secousses »
c’est c’qui m’disent si j’les croisent quand j’temon dans la soucoupe
j’parle de temps avec chronos
j’en ai pas pour les secourir
j’tema les étoiles en flou sachant
qu’rien n’sert de courir
le temps vous rattrape
tu voudrais capter mon flow mais t’as du retard
mur du son détonation après l’impact
j’fais du son mure pas trop lasse-degeu
pour l’oreille de l’auditeur dans son appart
j’me réveille c’est pas oim qui cogite mais
c’est l’zdeh d’la veille
j’envoie des 16 belec je n’carbure plus au shit
mac1 pour eux ça va si vite
l’abeille a la frappe qui va faire vaci- va-vaciller l’vocer à vassily
laisse déglutir mes versets sale et
belec si j’inverse les seuils
ze double v a la track
musikotherapie
en guise de traces
belec
si tu lunches le sol
2023 mi tortént a néppel rátok nézek mondom nem latam meg ennyi viccet
reggen hittem abba hogy a vilag csodas ne a buzikra hanem ram tegyek a koronat
ik weet ik ben een goei mens maar doe vaak fout dingen
vroeger chillde ik, me de foute vrienden
vaak dacht ik onschuldig was nooit zag ik mijn fout
mn ouders zwartmaken, net als een mijnbouw
c’est aujourd’hui que j’donne la couleur
y’a trop d’âme perdu qui cri à l’aide
appelez moi le guide
fidèle au bushido comme gai maito ou l’ami zoro
les autres c’est dés zéro donc j’les aurais y’a pas d’raisons
It's not with hate but if it's not free don't put free
Read the description and stop crying. Almost all producers on TH-cam do this, like if your trying to make profit off their beats that's when it's "not free" very simple to understand. Plus every producer tries to sell their beats and the rights to them for a reasonable price called business bud
Ras ygabal ras riyh t9ra L genzu
Architecte f domain lart ninjistu
Richa f jib w f jib senzu
Sign tea Timsa7 w lmarka kenzo
mouta9i mea rasy w raka3 f din
eayach b ro7 b khlaya mwhda ki rojola filstini
Ostora m9adam 3 te3 lkorat Edson Arantes pele
hayba f stylo ki chy rahab f jbal senai
art madfoun myt9ymch b jaime w chan
mryh natamal f rohy ki tarbi3at buda b kas chay
wahdi f 3almi tjamad li rah w mat li jay
tbnli tktb b stylo li tsenyi bih sarah jay
3ir9 pherao fiya ينبض nsm3 عواء انوبيس
lkhouchou3 b sout soukoun f ma3bad osiris
jay fik black vuddo mchy l3in
mslmaa elik L oum 44
tripel core b dir3i f hd verbal war
cercel life dori bitch m dar l dar
khdma makan mn ghy blow mtl9i job
7rbi mea chitan ki aku w jack
mtsm3ch had shit w tgoli hada rap
9adar nghwi bent limam b satanam
9adar nhot titre bt3wida b sot arab
ana ghy f tarikh li ngol hadarat
mtabou3 bla3na las9a fya ki dal shikamaru
makrouh b 9owty ki شيموتوسكي اوروشيمارو
f rasy larouse mdawr elik b faiblaisse dachile
samurai w nrimi ki miyamto musachi
msatf hrofi ki tawazi f cosmos
sunset ynwd poutcho ki chy raid fada2 9dam black hole
arkan lbushido w Lbars impro oral
tadhak bzf mtleabch mea lmouta ytb3k 3adab nar w ta3wida dana auraa
Machi mrsoul Lhoub hada mrsoul men lja7im
mlgre ytfiw 3lia dow 3endi Igamra d'Enki
Ch7al men mabid d3a maya f7al pazuzu hambu
Ch7al panda bgha Ysahabni 19ani doub 9otbi
Ytim fblad zombies bchrab dowabt les organes
Mkhlo9 ta7t ardi 3aych bgha2iz d 9orsan
Mkalli mwaj denia ki l'ark dial nou7 f tofan
Ana a w s7ab | autotune kil 3afia ou gaz d propane
tcqhuf l curse zid l herse fkila verse
nla9i les pumches ydrb l ber9 who zeus?
nzid nkml fiha man ndssi every single hoes
meak ramz mn romoz arkan rap lkhams
Gzar autonome kanfi9 blil ana ki domovoï
Dakchi lii bghit kan7to o Lgnafd katsna f oracle
Fuck Imekhzen ou monopole ou moul 13awd Ili fougou l'parasol
Ou Blad horrorcore ou speechat Ili f nafs
Imonotaune
Da7aya babylon sbi3 bach yibdo matrix
Mtbtabet khatwat 7ta nbni empire ki memphis
(Beat rapist) kick ou snare 3end f demi ma me7taich ngoulha.. hadik "back to the basics"
კიდევ ერთი ღამე გადის ჩემთვის ფუჭად,
სიგარეტის კვამლი ჩემთან ეშმაკია სტუმრად,
კუთხეშია ატუზული და მიყურებს ურცხვად
ფიქრები სიბნელეში განწყობილი მტრულად, (ჰა)
ვიცი- ვერ მიტანს და არ ვევასები,
თავზე გადავახიოთ მისი დძმაკაცნი ლაჩრები,
ტრაკი რომ არაგაქვთ და შორიდან რო იტყლარებით,
მიდი დამიალე გვერდში დაგიდგება ძაღლები (სიცილი)
ბიჯო, შენ კი უბანში ხარ დაკარგული
შენი ყოველივე სიტყვა ფუჭად დახარჯული, (ჰაა)
ჩვენი საუბარი შენთან კიდე სარკასტული,
შენი სახელია 6 მეტრში აქ დამარხული
ღამის 3 საათზე კარებზეა კაკუნი
1რთი ორჯერ გაატარე გააგრძელა რახუნი
გარეთ დაგხვდა ცოტნეია სულ შავებში ჩაცმული
ქვემოთ დაიხედე ხელში უკავია აგური (ბახ!)
კიდევ ერთი კაცი შეიწირა ჩემმა წერამ
დრო კი გადის მალე დავუმთავრე ბედისწერა
დედა მოეტყმნა სიტყვა რომ არ დაიჯერა
ასე დავუნგრიეთ ჩვენ დძმას მისი კარიერა.
ისევ ძმაკაცები მიმაგერებენ მე ჩემს გვერდს
ხელი აიწიოს გაგიმართავ დიდგორს ველს,
მე ამ პასტით და ამ ფურცლით გავიკვლევ გზებს
ჩვენი შიშით პატიებას თხოვ შენ, შენს ღმერთს.
თუკი რამის ტრაკი დაგრჩათ დადე ნომერი
სანამ ჩემთან მოხვალ ბიჯო დაითვალე ცოდვები
ზედმეტი რო მოგივათ იცოდეთ აქ გაგორდებით
დამიტოვე ნომერი ბიჯო მალე გელოდებით. (თქვენ)
დალშე გიოა
7 კუპლეტი 1 წუთი და 24 წამი.
most my new shit is done w ur beats check me out.
volvi a confiar en mi sin conocerme, el sila pregunta sorry solo tengo verde, ahora que esti en caliente no pienso quemarme, que no soy batman pero payasos vienen a joderme, como quererme con esta mancha, llamame curry necesito cancha, yo y mis malas rachas, pinte una concha con mi cruz y me llaman apostol, no lo hago a posta pero siempre pido la revancha, tus ojos me miran con cara de que me temes, y tus pupilas dilatadas como con la eme, deja que mi mente eleve el nivel que el proceso es breve, y no creas que consecuentemente el efecto es leve, en efecto desconozco el paradero de la parte de mi mismo que escribia letra en primero, ahora solo quedan los estragos que dejaron las mentiras que he escuchado y todos los falsos “te quiero”