got some fire bars right here mayng Socks Box Knox Knox in box. Fox in socks. Knox on fox in socks in box. Socks on Knox and Knox in box. Fox in socks on box on Knox. Chicks with bricks come. Chicks with blocks come. Chicks with Bricks and blocks and clocks come. Look, sir. Look, sir. Mr Knox, sir. Let's do tricks with bricks and blocks, sir. Lets do tricks with chicks and clocks, sir. First, I'll make a quick trick brick stack. Then I'll make a quick trick block stack. You can make a quick trick chick stack. You can make a trick clock stack. And here's a new trick, Mr Knox.... Socks on chicks and chicks on fox. Fox on clocks on bricks and blocks. bricks and blocks on Knox on blocks. Now we come to ticks and tocks, sir. Try to say this Mr Knox, sir.... Clocks on fox tick. Clocks on Knox tock. Six sick bricks tick. Six sick chicks tock. Please, sir. I don't like this trick, sir. My tongue isn't quick or slick, sir. I get all those ticks and clocks, sir, mixed up with the chicks and tocks, sir. I can't do it, Mr. Fox, sir. I'm so sorry, Mr. Knox sir. Here's and easy game to play. Here's an easy thing to say... New socks. Two socks. Whose socks? Sue's socks. Who sews whose socks? Sue sews Sue's socks. Who sees who sew whose new socks, sir? You see Sue sew Sue's new socks, sir. That's not easy, Mr. Fox, sir. Who comes? Crow comes. Slow Joe Crow comes. Who sews crow's clothes? Sue sews crow's clothes. Slow Joe Crow sews whose clothes? Sue's clothes. Sue sews socks of fox in socks now. Slow Joe Crow sews Knox in box now. Sue sews rose on Slow Joe Crow's clothes. Fox sews hose on Slow Joe Crow's nose Hose goes. Rose frows. Nose hose goes some. Crow's rose grows some. Mr Fox! I hate this game, sir. This game makes my tongue quite lame, sir. Mr. Knox, sir, what a shame, sir. We'll find something new to do now. Here is lots of new blue goo now. New goo. Blue goo. Gooey. Gooey. Blue goo, New goo. Gluey. Gluey. Gooey goo for chewy chewing! That's what that Goo-Goose is doing Do you choose to chew goo, too, sir? If, sir, you, sir, choose to chew, sir, with the Goo-Goose, chew, sir. Do, sir. Mr. Fox, sir, I won't do it. I can't say it. I won't chew it. Very well, sir. Step this way. We'll find another game to play. Bim comes. Ben comes. Bim bringgs Ben broom. Ben brings Bim broom. Ben bends Bim's broom. Bim bends Ben's broom, Bim's bends, Ben's bends. Ben's bent broom breaks. Bim's bent broom breaks. Ben's band. Bim's band. Big bands. Pig bands. Bim and Ben lead bands with brooms. Ben's band bangs and Bim's band booms. Pig band! Boom band! Big band! Broom band! My poor mouth can't say that. No Sir. My pooor mouth is much too slow, sir. Well then... bring your mouth this way. I'll find it something it can say. Luke Luck likes lakes. Luke's duck likes lakes. Luke luck licks lakes. Luke's duck licks lakes. Duck takes licks in lakes Luke Luck likes. Luke Luck takes licks in lakes duck likes. I can't blah such blibber blubber! My tongue isn't made of runner. Mr. Knox. Now come now. Come now. You don't have to be so dumb now.... Try to say this, Mr, Knox, please.... Through three cheese trees three free fleas flew. While these fleas flew, freezy breeze blew. Freezy breeze made these three trees freeze. Freezy trees made these trees' cheese freeze That's what made these three free fleas sneeze. Stop it! Stop it! That's enough, sir. I can't say such silly stuff, sir. Very well, then Mr. Knox, sir. Let's have a little talk about tweetle beetles.... What do you know about tweetle beetles? well... When tweetle beetles fight, it's called a tweetle beetle battle. And when they battle in a puddle, it's a tweetle beetle puddle battle. AND when tweetle beetles battle with paddles in a puddle, they call it a tweetle beetle puddle paddle battle. AND... When beetles battle beetles in a puddle paddle battle and the beetle battle puddle is a puddle in a bottle... ...they call this a tweetle beetle bottle puddle paddle battle muddle. AND... When beetles fight these battles in a bottle with their paddles and the bottle's on a poodle and the poodle's eating noodles... ...they call this a muddle puddle tweetle poodle beetle noodle bottle paddle battle. AND... Now wait a minute Mr. Socks Fox! When a fox is in the bottle where the tweetle beetles battle with their paddles in a puddle on a noodle-eating poodle. THIS is what they call... ...a tweetle beetle noodle poodle bottles paddled muddled duddled fuddled wuddled fox in socks, sir! Fox in socks, our game is done, sir. Thank you for a lot of fun, sir
You got all of your bars from a book you faker . I knew it because I heard when I was little. And my little brother had all the books from Dr . Seuss . hey everybody if you don't believe me. Search this book up fox in socks a tongue twister for super children by dr seuss everbody thought you make this up but nope I found out. I mean all the word in this rap is from the book. You should be ashamed of your self
Excuse me would you mind if I spit some bars over this beat and uploaded it on reverbnation which people may be able to download it it gets promoted? If so I would really appreciate it I'm going to rip it so hard and will give you credit ! Lemme know thank you -Tresev
I'm hypnotized by the beat, can you hear it; when I hear it, I hear peace, my thinking spirit realizes its' reach, can you dig it, can you feel it? Now only if I can practice what I preach, out for more blood than a leech on Steven Segal's cheek in Dawson's creek, no homo, no sapiens, I'm referring to a promo of an actor using Aikido to slay Jamaicans and be an American hero, because inside they all hate us, and using Net Zero, not the case when in the face, but I hear they tolerate me though, trying to be my amigo when I'm seen in their unfamiliar place, wondering if I'm someone they need to know. Like Drew Brees is to the Saint's, or Jesus to His, or Yeezus to a new complaint, or his prestigious swag to fake, bragging on all that talent is great but ain't saying shit, so your either shit or fake, practicing what you preach, but the shot you are trying to take is none, and has already been tried by Dennis Rodman, change the disguise is the reason why you settle to rebel the Confederate flag, troubled failure for shock value's sake, now you's fake no matter what you's say, sorry to out you, you claim you don't care anyway, I claim your self esteem is lower than you say, to big to sweat the little shit, then address the gossip, ranting about unflattering opinions from your so called minions, you seen trending on TMZ, acting extra hostile to Poparrazzi, but why so offended, publicity is the reason why you're rich, lose that and your just a bitch again, trick; you better find another hobby or some act-right dick, before one of them camera hand's hit you from the back, now how you and Kim got North West, I'm talking you only talk shit to squares, he's a felon, you need a vest, pimpin'. What's the matter with you anyway, you simple whore for attention, deaf listeners decided not to pay? Deaf leopards hear quality, and you oughtta quit claiming self-betterment, still acting pimped. If I'm hating, say it then, I ain't, I'm just stating how it is,. But stranger to stranger, I've seen stranger things from politicians this year and since we talking danger to danger, for no reason in my city, for survival reasons rivals keep banging..Who am I to say? Who me? Well, currently, I'm disappearing from distances in space where chance and time wouldn't meet and relativity ceased to relate, the streets need escape, but what never the case won't be, I will remain like good taste, You'll have to agree to disagree, like the opinions of ten vegans, Ruth Chriss and Me, or a meeting of the minds canceled to see Real World MTV, an imminent decline caused by cultural cancer spreading faster, than Hussein Bolt's feet, and where are the last real actors heading, to doing dead end kissing scenes ruined by blood from meat oozing from the kitchen sink, lips red and incongruent. I'm so tired of being entertained watching another drunk lose it, throw up, make excuses trying to got a fight at the club, then rewarded with invites to the red carpet, but no love, living in the land of the affluent, prudes will be prudent, sad will be students where teachers blaspheme like Judas, vultures suit doves, both the marriage is no conclusion, faith is not an illusion, on breaks, saying prayers with closed pupils that dilate hoping to catch the world wide awake and catch a break, with no bait on the line, entitlement is a sign of these times, where snitches get lazy and drop dimes, claiming they hungry, mainly just blind, mainly no patience, death has nothing but time, maybe it's just me, maybe we'll be fine, maybe we sow what we reap, maybe it gets better in time, or maybe it's all a belief, as I believe this piece of little sense is just to meant to breach boredom's wickedness. I'm nearly sick of this, nearing these crossroads, fearing nearly being circumcised for the second time by the street, crossing guards with wide eyes couldn't protect me, crossing lines I drew last week, afraid of a losing my religion, no R.E.M's mean I can't sleep, bed made up of reckless decisions and through dealing with these N's and M's I won't mention, most just cutthroat's of men like Jimmy Henchman, taking the stand against your man unwilling to plead the fifth, is the greatest gift of friendship since arsenic and extended clips, still I'd rather be almost in contention with Eminem than be you and your man's and them, miss me with the shull-bit, mention me, we all are sick from instances in the street, toxins turning left at the corner so just breathe, first hand pollution or second hand cigarette, both cancer initiators like preservatives on food, can I have a piece?
Tire marks, tire marks, finish line with the tire marks, 沒聽過熊仔 太扯了吧? 內心的澎湃該怎麼表達 聽不聽熊仔沒關係 但是不聽"不聽" 你不聽話 聽過的都說不聽是毒品 一聽"不聽"就停不下 大支的新專輯你 怎麼還沒放入購物清單裡呢 身為一個嘻哈迷 今晚你怎麼可能睡得心安理得 現在就上博客來 order now go and buy it 中國的朋友們上淘寶 MAN shout it out 瓷兒 走起來 聽說 Premo 只是點心 讓你嚐一丁點 心血 結晶 第一首 經典 但每首都是經典 十首 新鮮 貨 第十一首 畫龍點睛 的 經典Remix 親眼 不對 親耳 聽見後雞皮疙瘩掉滿地撿 確切的日期 二月二十七 各位歌迷 各就 各位 現在預購就對 you can get it early 還幫你省了五十塊 買 買十張就省五百 剛好存下來來買熊仔 oh my oh my 敬請期待
Shut me down or shut me up / Grab a bottle let's turn up / Styrofoam with the purple stuff / Rello stuffed with the sticky yuh / Don't act tuff we'll call yo bluff / Do you dirty shy in the bluff / Really need to keep my mind occupied on other stuff/ We got beef chef up on it / Nauseated throw up on it / Homie talking reckless get the whip / And guess what I'll pull up on it / Always out there runnin that mouth / Situations you don't know bout / Really no doubt I'll blow up Ya house / Pussy ass boy I see that blouse /
Tire marks, tire marks Finish line with the tire marks When the relay starts I'm a runaway slave Ugh, walking on water and running on waves God MC Oh my God you gotta see There's never no I's in me Of an Odyssey, I'm a block away Fire marshal's moving in Marshmallows inside my pen Sweet sixteens Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin I'm so appalled With the prototype with a godly protocol You an amateur, they wanna pro to call I damage ya on camera, in Compton, in Canada I don't care where ya are Just blink twice and I'm there where you are Like a shadow in the dark, you a paddle in the boat In an ocean full of sharks bout to come up short Water in the pot, flow crack rock like Bam Bam nigga Have two grams nigga pay up or blam blam nigga Had a black Camry, bumpin' Dipset, Killa Cam nigga I had been around niggas, killas, pimps You ain't been around shit but your momma and your bitch Shoved off the porch when I was like six Uncle Bobby got the house raided back in 9-6 Kick in the door K9's all in the kitchen way before I even heard of Mike Vick Momma in the bathroom poppa at work Happened on Sunday we shoulda went to Church Look at my shirt, Polo on it It's gon' sell if my logo on it I fear no opponent A demon come near and I might throw a spear at the omen You looking at the 2010 Romans Empire, Hiiipower HP, in ya face like HD And I spit like a HK I'mma shot like a H3, H-U-B-C-I-T-Y, A-B and Y-G Problem and Hootie nigga Tell the government come shoot me, nigga Cause I'm going out with a fist raised And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade Drink a fifth of Hennessy and then take another fade With a democratic politician from CA They don't wanna see a B-L-A-C-K Making some scratch like a hall of fame DJ Give us some free J's put us in PJ's Now we in the county jail calling for a three-way God-Damn, y'all cold Mark of the beast wear your god damn bar-code Stuck in the street where it's dark like Harpo Black man tell me where your God-Damn heart go Although I'm in the land of milk and honey Nobody never gave me shit, when I got my first chain All the niggas tried to take it from me I had to fight back and shit Get it back and shit And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit Like he back that shit Acting like you real or something Nigga ain't popped no steel, ain't popped no collar Go pop some pills or something You trying real hard to appeal to someone I'm being myself, my BFF is a BM-dub With your BM in it and your stash box glove And a medicine a doctor gave a nigga won't help I'm at the limit where I be amazing myself I bet I finish on a level with a Black belt I bet I hit it where every rapper get killed, like Bla bla bla bla where the knife at? Cut cut cut where your life at? Your careers over, he's slumped over And if I'm off beat know I'm un-sober That's a new flow Pl-, Plus Q gave me some Kush and some Nuvo New dough for the new year and I sumo on a rap peer Not a rapper, I'm a raptor That's a T-Rex in a V-neck for the rapture I'm a factor and your facial I will fracture to a fraction No one-half and I hate math Pastor's like Eddie long, fucking maricon Took me mighty long to get here Nigga, Fuck!
Smoke gas wax An all that shit W champs like mavericks Talking shit Break the door off h Bury the hatchet In ur skull Go batshit Dead as a doorknob Or bm parents Those hooks hit like 1 hittas Uppercuts like cashis Hit h then fuckin 12 ac Now I'm goin batdhit on batshit on batshit
Spit that fire from the hip, Take a hit, Make a hit, then dip, retire, Game gon flip just like this script, Lames with lines, I hate these writers! Pay no mind! Good day! Goodnight it's people woke with painted eyelids, Ain't no hope, at least in sight, Its all for show, got me excited!
uh, they be callin me the new age Marshall mathers, I be steppin up to the plate like hey batter batter, never follow trends bitch I ain't never been a dabber, never talk a bit I just let me haters do the chatter, Poppin like a zit all up in Uranus like I'm Saturn, never sat a sec I just keep it moving like a savage thing you rappin hard bitch what I been spitting is impressive, you ain't rappin shit but a little mids up in some paper, hitchu with the Lazer quick, dark side I'm Darth Vader, light saber in school I tot teachers like a tater, in a restaurant I ain't even waiting for the waiter, I might tell my aunt go n sell these oxys see ya later n ya better have my money runnin for it forest gump
fryin my mind with the pot hit the pan, tryna rhyme there aint no stoppin this man, buyin the lines just choppin a gram, drink this booze poping that xan
This beat goes hard damn!
i absolutley love how k dots beats arnt even beats hardly, he has a perfect a capella type flow
keep tryin to writ to it but every time the beat starts i keep sayin "tire marks, tire marks"
Nobody can kill da beat like Kendrick.
Beat is amazing his lyrics in original song are too.
no matter how good someones remix is, no one will kill this beat like kendrick did
Watch me
Iggy Azalea
this beat is too crazy. fucken love it.
nobody will ever kill this beat like kendrick
fun fact: Gambino made this beat
Really? So person from this channel is NOT the creator?
what? I said that Childish Gambino made the beat that this song was made on.
+Panda he means that Kendrick took the beat from one of gambino"s songs
Okay, but this type beat is from who?
noooo fucking way :o
Worth subscribing! Way to go youtube and Kendrick !
Straight up terminator music right here
kendrick killed this beat to be real, nothin else sounds good on it
Dis is goin 2 be my football highlight film beat it is so smooth nd it gt dat thump 2
Sick ass beat man!
got some fire bars right here mayng
Socks
Box
Knox
Knox in box.
Fox in socks.
Knox on fox
in socks in box.
Socks on Knox
and Knox in box.
Fox in socks
on box on Knox.
Chicks with bricks come.
Chicks with blocks come.
Chicks with Bricks and
blocks and clocks come.
Look, sir. Look, sir.
Mr Knox, sir.
Let's do tricks with
bricks and blocks, sir.
Lets do tricks with
chicks and clocks, sir.
First, I'll make a
quick trick brick stack.
Then I'll make a
quick trick block stack.
You can make a
quick trick chick stack.
You can make a
trick clock stack.
And here's a
new trick, Mr Knox....
Socks on chicks
and chicks on fox.
Fox on clocks
on bricks and blocks.
bricks and blocks
on Knox on blocks.
Now we come to
ticks and tocks, sir.
Try to say this
Mr Knox, sir....
Clocks on fox tick.
Clocks on Knox tock.
Six sick bricks tick.
Six sick chicks tock.
Please, sir. I don't
like this trick, sir.
My tongue isn't
quick or slick, sir.
I get all those
ticks and clocks, sir,
mixed up with the
chicks and tocks, sir.
I can't do it, Mr. Fox, sir.
I'm so sorry,
Mr. Knox sir.
Here's and easy
game to play.
Here's an easy
thing to say...
New socks.
Two socks.
Whose socks?
Sue's socks.
Who sews whose socks?
Sue sews Sue's socks.
Who sees who sew
whose new socks, sir?
You see Sue sew
Sue's new socks, sir.
That's not easy,
Mr. Fox, sir.
Who comes?
Crow comes.
Slow Joe Crow comes.
Who sews crow's clothes?
Sue sews crow's clothes.
Slow Joe Crow
sews whose clothes?
Sue's clothes.
Sue sews socks of
fox in socks now.
Slow Joe Crow sews
Knox in box now.
Sue sews rose
on Slow Joe Crow's clothes.
Fox sews hose
on Slow Joe Crow's nose
Hose goes.
Rose frows.
Nose hose goes some.
Crow's rose grows some.
Mr Fox!
I hate this game, sir.
This game makes
my tongue quite lame, sir.
Mr. Knox, sir,
what a shame, sir.
We'll find something
new to do now.
Here is lots of
new blue goo now.
New goo. Blue goo.
Gooey. Gooey.
Blue goo, New goo.
Gluey. Gluey.
Gooey goo
for chewy chewing!
That's what that
Goo-Goose is doing
Do you choose to
chew goo, too, sir?
If, sir, you, sir,
choose to chew, sir,
with the Goo-Goose,
chew, sir. Do, sir.
Mr. Fox, sir,
I won't do it.
I can't say it.
I won't chew it.
Very well, sir.
Step this way.
We'll find another
game to play.
Bim comes.
Ben comes.
Bim bringgs Ben broom.
Ben brings Bim broom.
Ben bends Bim's broom.
Bim bends Ben's broom,
Bim's bends,
Ben's bends.
Ben's bent broom breaks.
Bim's bent broom breaks.
Ben's band. Bim's band.
Big bands. Pig bands.
Bim and Ben lead
bands with brooms.
Ben's band bangs
and Bim's band booms.
Pig band! Boom band!
Big band! Broom band!
My poor mouth can't
say that. No Sir.
My pooor mouth is
much too slow, sir.
Well then...
bring your mouth this way.
I'll find it something
it can say.
Luke Luck likes lakes.
Luke's duck likes lakes.
Luke luck licks lakes.
Luke's duck licks lakes.
Duck takes licks
in lakes Luke Luck likes.
Luke Luck takes licks
in lakes duck likes.
I can't blah
such blibber blubber!
My tongue isn't
made of runner.
Mr. Knox. Now
come now. Come now.
You don't have to
be so dumb now....
Try to say this,
Mr, Knox, please....
Through three cheese trees
three free fleas flew.
While these fleas flew,
freezy breeze blew.
Freezy breeze made
these three trees freeze.
Freezy trees made
these trees' cheese freeze
That's what made these
three free fleas sneeze.
Stop it! Stop it!
That's enough, sir.
I can't say
such silly stuff, sir.
Very well, then
Mr. Knox, sir.
Let's have a little talk
about tweetle beetles....
What do you know
about tweetle beetles?
well...
When tweetle beetles fight,
it's called
a tweetle beetle battle.
And when they
battle in a puddle,
it's a tweetle
beetle puddle battle.
AND when tweetle beetles
battle with paddles in a puddle,
they call it a tweetle
beetle puddle paddle battle.
AND...
When beetles battle beetles
in a puddle paddle battle
and the beetle battle puddle
is a puddle in a bottle...
...they call this
a tweetle beetle
bottle puddle
paddle battle muddle.
AND...
When beetles
fight these battles
in a bottle
with their paddles
and the bottle's
on a poodle
and the poodle's
eating noodles...
...they call this
a muddle puddle
tweetle poodle
beetle noodle
bottle paddle battle.
AND...
Now wait
a minute
Mr. Socks Fox!
When a fox is
in the bottle where
the tweetle beetles battle
with their paddles
in a puddle on a
noodle-eating poodle.
THIS is what they call...
...a tweetle beetle
noodle poodle bottles
paddled muddled duddled
fuddled wuddled
fox in socks, sir!
Fox in socks,
our game is done, sir.
Thank you for
a lot of fun, sir
tig LINK ME YOUR MIXTAPE RIGHT NOW NIGGA
dawg it's in the workings underground raps is hard.. spread the word tho fam
tig i gotchu my dude
Flow 100x better than young thug flow
You got all of your bars from a book you faker . I knew it because I heard when I was little. And my little brother had all the books from Dr . Seuss . hey everybody if you don't believe me. Search this book up fox in socks a tongue twister for super children by dr seuss everbody thought you make this up but nope I found out. I mean all the word in this rap is from the book. You should be ashamed of your self
Is this, copyright if I use it
Great work out music.
Excuse me would you mind if I spit some bars over this beat and uploaded it on reverbnation which people may be able to download it it gets promoted? If so I would really appreciate it I'm going to rip it so hard and will give you credit ! Lemme know thank you
-Tresev
THIS BEAT IS SIIIICK
May i use this for my wannabe.mixtape? Lol.
Smart move on the Subscribe for link ... This beat is so worth the subscribing !
this shit go hard af .
I can listen to this for 1 minute!
why only 1 min tho ?
Love this
I'm hypnotized by the beat, can you hear it; when I hear it, I hear peace, my thinking spirit realizes its' reach, can you dig it, can you feel it? Now only if I can practice what I preach, out for more blood than a leech on Steven Segal's cheek in Dawson's creek, no homo, no sapiens, I'm referring to a promo of an actor using Aikido to slay Jamaicans and be an American hero, because inside they all hate us, and using Net Zero, not the case when in the face, but I hear they tolerate me though, trying to be my amigo when I'm seen in their unfamiliar place, wondering if I'm someone they need to know. Like Drew Brees is to the Saint's, or Jesus to His, or Yeezus to a new complaint, or his prestigious swag to fake, bragging on all that talent is great but ain't saying shit, so your either shit or fake, practicing what you preach, but the shot you are trying to take is none, and has already been tried by Dennis Rodman, change the disguise is the reason why you settle to rebel the Confederate flag, troubled failure for shock value's sake, now you's fake no matter what you's say, sorry to out you, you claim you don't care anyway, I claim your self esteem is lower than you say, to big to sweat the little shit, then address the gossip, ranting about unflattering opinions from your so called minions, you seen trending on TMZ, acting extra hostile to Poparrazzi, but why so offended, publicity is the reason why you're rich, lose that and your just a bitch again, trick; you better find another hobby or some act-right dick, before one of them camera hand's hit you from the back, now how you and Kim got North West, I'm talking you only talk shit to squares, he's a felon, you need a vest, pimpin'. What's the matter with you anyway, you simple whore for attention, deaf listeners decided not to pay? Deaf leopards hear quality, and you oughtta quit claiming self-betterment, still acting pimped. If I'm hating, say it then, I ain't, I'm just stating how it is,. But stranger to stranger, I've seen stranger things from politicians this year and since we talking danger to danger, for no reason in my city, for survival reasons rivals keep banging..Who am I to say? Who me? Well, currently, I'm disappearing from distances in space where chance and time wouldn't meet and relativity ceased to relate, the streets need escape, but what never the case won't be, I will remain like good taste, You'll have to agree to disagree, like the opinions of ten vegans, Ruth Chriss and Me, or a meeting of the minds canceled to see Real World MTV, an imminent decline caused by cultural cancer spreading faster, than Hussein Bolt's feet, and where are the last real actors heading, to doing dead end kissing scenes ruined by blood from meat oozing from the kitchen sink, lips red and incongruent. I'm so tired of being entertained watching another drunk lose it, throw up, make excuses trying to got a fight at the club, then rewarded with invites to the red carpet, but no love, living in the land of the affluent, prudes will be prudent, sad will be students where teachers blaspheme like Judas, vultures suit doves, both the marriage is no conclusion, faith is not an illusion, on breaks, saying prayers with closed pupils that dilate hoping to catch the world wide awake and catch a break, with no bait on the line, entitlement is a sign of these times, where snitches get lazy and drop dimes, claiming they hungry, mainly just blind, mainly no patience, death has nothing but time, maybe it's just me, maybe we'll be fine, maybe we sow what we reap, maybe it gets better in time, or maybe it's all a belief, as I believe this piece of little sense is just to meant to breach boredom's wickedness. I'm nearly sick of this, nearing these crossroads, fearing nearly being circumcised for the second time by the street, crossing guards with wide eyes couldn't protect me, crossing lines I drew last week, afraid of a losing my religion, no R.E.M's mean I can't sleep, bed made up of reckless decisions and through dealing with these N's and M's I won't mention, most just cutthroat's of men like Jimmy Henchman, taking the stand against your man unwilling to plead the fifth, is the greatest gift of friendship since arsenic and extended clips, still I'd rather be almost in contention with Eminem than be you and your man's and them, miss me with the shull-bit, mention me, we all are sick from instances in the street, toxins turning left at the corner so just breathe, first hand pollution or second hand cigarette, both cancer initiators like preservatives on food, can I have a piece?
Great job
what an instrumental omgggg
this go hard
Dope!!!!! Enough Said
이 비트 넘나 좋은것
thanx bro
yo i could rhyme on this all day
Ty
wow child thats some hot shit man
fire
this shit go to hard
The uploader.
Damn I cannot try to write To this because of kendrick 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
are you from the 252? i saw your username had those numbers.
Greenville NC all day!
just suscribed wheres the link??
Can i get the links for a trackout?
i subscribed. let me get that link. nice channel too
@showt11me2011 cuz this was originally someone else beat. Kendrick added sounds.
Where do i get the link ?
GODZILLA BEAT!!!!
Childish Gambino produced this beat & made a song to it called You Know Me.
Definitely need this link dude
Please
i subscribed, where's the link.?
why doesn't it have part like original at :50
$o dope
Where's the part where it sounds like a cell phone buzzing ??
I subbed can i please have the link now ??
ive never downloaded a song from youtube can someone help?
how do i get the link
I subscribed, can you send me the link?
iv subscribed please send the link im going to do crazy shit w this by the way
where is the link?
SUBSCRIBED. lemme have the beat
Yo I subscribe how I get the link
Tire marks, tire marks, finish line with the tire marks,
沒聽過熊仔 太扯了吧? 內心的澎湃該怎麼表達
聽不聽熊仔沒關係 但是不聽"不聽" 你不聽話
聽過的都說不聽是毒品 一聽"不聽"就停不下
大支的新專輯你 怎麼還沒放入購物清單裡呢
身為一個嘻哈迷 今晚你怎麼可能睡得心安理得
現在就上博客來 order now go and buy it
中國的朋友們上淘寶 MAN shout it out 瓷兒 走起來
聽說 Premo 只是點心 讓你嚐一丁點
心血 結晶 第一首 經典 但每首都是經典
十首 新鮮 貨 第十一首 畫龍點睛 的 經典Remix
親眼 不對 親耳 聽見後雞皮疙瘩掉滿地撿
確切的日期 二月二十七 各位歌迷
各就 各位 現在預購就對 you can get it early
還幫你省了五十塊 買 買十張就省五百
剛好存下來來買熊仔 oh my oh my 敬請期待
雲佳祥 fire 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
link?
Who exactly are you talking to?
Shut me down or shut me up /
Grab a bottle let's turn up /
Styrofoam with the purple stuff /
Rello stuffed with the sticky yuh /
Don't act tuff we'll call yo bluff /
Do you dirty shy in the bluff /
Really need to keep my mind occupied on other stuff/
We got beef chef up on it /
Nauseated throw up on it /
Homie talking reckless get the whip /
And guess what I'll pull up on it /
Always out there runnin that mouth /
Situations you don't know bout /
Really no doubt I'll blow up Ya house /
Pussy ass boy I see that blouse /
Childish Gambino - You Know Me
yo i subbed..can u send me the beat??
Joshai Smith is my real cuzin,Joshai is doing this remix
dres album
Link????
send link i subscribed
Tire marks, tire marks
Finish line with the tire marks
When the relay starts I'm a runaway slave
Ugh, walking on water and running on waves
God MC Oh my God you gotta see
There's never no I's in me
Of an Odyssey, I'm a block away
Fire marshal's moving in
Marshmallows inside my pen
Sweet sixteens
Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin
I'm so appalled
With the prototype with a godly protocol
You an amateur, they wanna pro to call
I damage ya on camera, in Compton, in Canada
I don't care where ya are
Just blink twice and I'm there where you are
Like a shadow in the dark, you a paddle in the boat
In an ocean full of sharks bout to come up short
Water in the pot, flow crack rock like Bam Bam nigga
Have two grams nigga pay up or blam blam nigga
Had a black Camry, bumpin' Dipset, Killa Cam nigga
I had been around niggas, killas, pimps
You ain't been around shit but your momma and your bitch
Shoved off the porch when I was like six
Uncle Bobby got the house raided back in 9-6
Kick in the door
K9's all in the kitchen way before I even heard of Mike Vick
Momma in the bathroom poppa at work
Happened on Sunday we shoulda went to Church
Look at my shirt, Polo on it
It's gon' sell if my logo on it
I fear no opponent
A demon come near and I might throw a spear at the omen
You looking at the 2010 Romans
Empire, Hiiipower HP, in ya face like HD
And I spit like a HK
I'mma shot like a H3, H-U-B-C-I-T-Y, A-B and Y-G
Problem and Hootie nigga
Tell the government come shoot me, nigga
Cause I'm going out with a fist raised
And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade
Drink a fifth of Hennessy and then take another fade
With a democratic politician from CA
They don't wanna see a B-L-A-C-K
Making some scratch like a hall of fame DJ
Give us some free J's put us in PJ's
Now we in the county jail calling for a three-way
God-Damn, y'all cold
Mark of the beast wear your god damn bar-code
Stuck in the street where it's dark like Harpo
Black man tell me where your God-Damn heart go
Although I'm in the land of milk and honey
Nobody never gave me shit, when I got my first chain
All the niggas tried to take it from me
I had to fight back and shit
Get it back and shit
And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit
Like he back that shit
Acting like you real or something
Nigga ain't popped no steel, ain't popped no collar
Go pop some pills or something
You trying real hard to appeal to someone
I'm being myself, my BFF is a BM-dub
With your BM in it and your stash box glove
And a medicine a doctor gave a nigga won't help
I'm at the limit where I be amazing myself
I bet I finish on a level with a Black belt
I bet I hit it where every rapper get killed, like
Bla bla bla bla where the knife at?
Cut cut cut where your life at?
Your careers over, he's slumped over
And if I'm off beat know I'm un-sober
That's a new flow
Pl-, Plus Q gave me some Kush and some Nuvo
New dough for the new year and I sumo on a rap peer
Not a rapper, I'm a raptor
That's a T-Rex in a V-neck for the rapture
I'm a factor and your facial
I will fracture to a fraction
No one-half and I hate math
Pastor's like Eddie long, fucking maricon
Took me mighty long to get here
Nigga, Fuck!
Where the DL LINK
yes i made that comment just out of sheer boredom XD
"insert random comment so you can seem important"
Smoke gas wax
An all that shit
W champs like mavericks
Talking shit
Break the door off h
Bury the hatchet
In ur skull
Go batshit
Dead as a doorknob
Or bm parents
Those hooks hit like 1 hittas
Uppercuts like cashis
Hit h then fuckin 12 ac
Now I'm goin batdhit on batshit on batshit
WASNT THIS ON CHILDISH GAMBINOS CULDESAC MIXTAPE?
Childish Gambino Did this waaaay back!
donald glover made this btw
-.- sowy
im finna kill this beat and w right up under his shit THE NO BREED IS ON THE PROWL AND SHOUT OUT TO KENDRICK HIGH POWER MY BROTHER
@weedsmoke51 Lol nice
@TMParrelly
give me a couple of days
Nigga this beat tho
I made a song to this beat, type in The Truth by Heith Beach to hear it, tell me what you think
even if you hate it
Spit that fire from the hip,
Take a hit,
Make a hit, then dip, retire,
Game gon flip just like this script,
Lames with lines,
I hate these writers!
Pay no mind! Good day!
Goodnight it's people woke with painted eyelids,
Ain't no hope, at least in sight,
Its all for show, got me excited!
Download link my ass
gambino
@252SCOUTMUSIC LOL!
uh, they be callin me the new age Marshall mathers, I be steppin up to the plate like hey batter batter, never follow trends bitch I ain't never been a dabber, never talk a bit I just let me haters do the chatter, Poppin like a zit all up in Uranus like I'm Saturn, never sat a sec I just keep it moving like a savage thing you rappin hard bitch what I been spitting is impressive, you ain't rappin shit but a little mids up in some paper, hitchu with the Lazer quick, dark side I'm Darth Vader, light saber in school I tot teachers like a tater, in a restaurant I ain't even waiting for the waiter, I might tell my aunt go n sell these oxys see ya later n ya better have my money runnin for it forest gump
fryin my mind
with the pot
hit the pan,
tryna rhyme
there aint no stoppin
this man,
buyin the lines
just choppin
a gram,
drink this booze
poping that xan
Nope. but im gonna take a crack at it!
New subscriber here ...thanks for visiting my channel
@Isaiah Williams
Tire marks, tire marks, finish line with the tire marks
When the relay starts I'm a runaway slave, uhh
Walking on water and running on waves, God MC
Oh my God you gotta see, there's never no Is in me
Of an odyssey, I'm a block away
Fire marshals moving in, marshmallows inside my pen
Sweet sixteens, got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin
I'm so appalled, with a prototype with a guy named Protocol
You an amateur, they want a pro' to call
I'll damage on camera in Compton, in Canada, I don't care where ya are
Just blink twice and I'm there where ya are
like a shadow in the dark, you a paddle in the boat
in an ocean full of sharks, bout to come up short
Water in the pot, throw crack rock
like bam bam nigga, have two grams nigga
Pay up or blam blam nigga, have the black cam'
We can go Dipset, (Killa Cam) nigga
I've been around niggas, killers, pimps
You ain't been around shit but your momma and your bitch
Jumped off the porch when I was like six
Uncle Bobby got the house raided back in '9-6
Kick in the do'
Canines was all in the kitchen way before I even heard of Mike Vick
Momma in the bathroom, poppa at work
Happened on a Sunday, we should have went to church
Look at my shirt, Polo on it
It's gon' sell if my logo on it
I fear no opponent
A demon come near and I might throw a spear at the omen
You looking at the twenty-ten Romans' empire
HiiiPoWeR, H.P., in ya face like H.D.
And I spit like an H.K., I'ma shop like an H3
H-U-B-C-I-T-Y A-D-N-Y-G
Problem and Hootie, nigga
Tell the government come shoot me, nigga
Cause I'm going out with a fist raised
and a fistful of money, give it to the fifth grade
Drink a fifth of Hennessy and then take another fade
with a democratic politician from C.A.
They don't wanna see a B-L-A-C-K
making some scratch like a hall of fame DJ
Give us some free Js, put us in the PJs
Now we in the county jail calling for a three-way
Goddamn, your call
Marketing base, where your goddamn barcode?
Stuck in the street, was dark like Harpo
Black man, tell me where your goddamn heart go?
Although I'm in the land of milk and honey
nobody never gave me shit
When I got my first chain all them niggas tried to take it from me
I had to fight back and shit, get it back and shit
And you rap niggas looking funny
Tryna talk back and shit, like he back that shit
Acting like you real or something
Nigga ain't popped no steel, ain't popped no collar
Go pop some pills or something
You trying real hard to appeal to someone
I'm being myself, my B-F-F is a B-M-W
with your B-M in it and a stash box glove
And the medicine the doctor gave a nigga won't help
I'm at a limit where I be amazing myself
I bet I finish on a level with a black belt
I'm better anywhere, every rapper get killed
like bla-bla-bla-bla! Where the knife at?
Cut-cut-cut where your life at
Career's over, he's slumped over
And if I'm off beat, know I'm un-sober
That's a new flow
...
Plus-plus Q gave me some Kush and some Nuvo
New dough for the new year, and a sumo
and I rap here, not a rapper, I'm a raptor
That's a T-Rex, and a v-neck for the rapture
I'm a factor in your facial
I'm a fracture to a fraction
of one half, and I hate math
Pastor's like Eddie Long, fucking maricone
Took me mighty long to get here, nigga, FUCK!
Told ya I was gonna fall off Q
We recording? You got that shit?
(Yeah, yeah) Ugly, our ugly ass [laughs]
(Fuck all that, "Setbacks" dropping December)
Don't woooorry!
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@252SCOUTMUSIC People these days.. smh
@bella Britt
Loop
This is weeeak
uh
^^insert something EVERYONE says on the comments of instrumentals here^^ btw which has grown to be more annoying than those "shitty freestyles"
Watch me... - :)