Westside Gunn x Griselda Type Beat - "Nightmare"
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- เผยแพร่เมื่อ 28 ก.ย. 2024
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Life is short,..
..
standing.. tall on
life support , was tryna find a _short_
cut :your- life support ,
vices WARP,
BlooD Drippin_down the Mic
and chord_tied_
up_a loop..closed your eyes to soar,
eyes was sore_sick of all the cries of war,
violent orb..violens_and striking horns,
spikes and thorns,
highs.. and floors..
hiding from the hords
watched the vibe- deform
,hive look horned,behind um ...the ties we swore..👆✨✝️
wize dont barely speak ,they been,
seeking more👂👂✨👆u
seeking swords
to fight a beast_ that is not of
Form
they outa touch & holographic
cant insync with the Atlas,
Earth sink in the madness, the sleepers established, breeched through there madness _creatures of havok_freed in the magic _feeding
off :panic ,
weave thru the planet..
secrets been banished,
watch your frequency & keep to your bandwidth.. _en•tities inner face_this
..out a inner space _dont be a sinner watch um simmer _like that
dinner plate👹🍗🔥🔥
forced to assimilate 💉⚕️
..who left thats civil..👆☁️✈️
.. Satan slick
made a:
cell that was self applied..
Every verse is a #10 out of 10🔥🔥🔥🎉
Eyelids cranked open looking bloodshot, in a digitized world, merging the flesh with modern T-1 robots 🤖…
Masonry Magicians, demons, demonetizing decisions, it’s Nico ‘King-Pen 🏆 🖊️’ unbalance they senses…
Most will see with their ears, and eyes start to listen, voices of arctic blast, cause skin peel an blistering
@@newera5238 thanks brudduh🤙
@@nicosmith5590 The name is ‘Donnie’ by the way…lol. I’m sorry just responding back, even though that was on another channel.
You are the future, and need to be heard!
Top-Tier, A-1 (amazing one)🙏🔥🙏🔥
Dope shit. Got some fire on my page bro. I produce and spit.
Holy fuggggggg …. Subbed
Sheeshhhhhhh
BIRD BRAIN
My eyes twinkle at bedtime as mischievous play arches over me. Who can speak his own words when giant feathers of the void are fanned out marvelously. Break chemical fetters of paralyzing caution to step forward. She only allows one kindness to scattered exiles. If truly chased out by the world, you will be thrusted into countless appointments. Luck is a fierce cockatrice that raises up to unveil her nest. Pick an egg before she seats herself again. Why do I go without cheer, abhor love stories, and temper my high with low? Suck down the yoke and tell me what you feel. To be counted as one of her brood proceeds adjective. Motivations confess without interrogation. Miles are added to depth perception. Overnight, mandibles become strong enough to crush stone like toasted bread. For this price my head is weighed down at noonday. A bumbling sleepwalker who can not make sense of the ambient light is only good for avoidance. I have found a crack in melancholy squeezing myself through it. A different world settles upon me; a world ordered by the bruteness of truth absent any conniving. When your heart has spent the last of it's allowance, oblivion will perch. Do not run.
Sleep paralysis demons Creep between am 2 and 6 not twisted some the a it happpemed to make the nightmares 10 times worse graphic and bloody
I go pm facts math science not funny logic from short bus riders
This the beat that's gone break me outta my 1 year slump. Good shit G
thank you brotha i appreciate it
It's too gruesome
💪💪😈
✊🏾🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮✊🏾
🙏🙏🙏
Got some fire on my page bro. I produce and spit.
I can make the crooks perish just like lasagna.
this shit is hard
📺
Ho dato voce al mio malessere
Nascondersi non basterà
Se ti nascondi non ti passerà
Ho fatto un voto e non di castità
Non di non di - uo Uo
L’arte intrappola chi di arte si nutre io ho -
La voce in fiamme se da voce alle paure mie
Non ho paura di mostrarmi ora che so guardarmi
Non ho paura di mostrarmi ora che so guardarmi
Trova il flusso, costa caro ti puoi ritrovare a pezzi
La tristezza dell’autore forza i suoi concetti
Perché è finta o perché è solo romanzata
Perché fingi e provi sempre a romanzarti ?
Nei ricordi aggiungiamo -
Dettagli solo perché in fondo li desideriamo
Mi guardavo nel profondo e quanto cazzo detestavo
Che in quel cazzo di profondo mi saziavo anche se macabro
Nel buio sono in pace più
Che nel mondo là fuori
Con tutta sta finzione
Non trovi una funzione
Sorrisi plasticosi
Ho amici ambiziosi ed altri con la nebbia in testa
La nebbia sta negli occhi di chi schifa la ricerca
Dope shit. Got some fire on my page bro. I produce and spit.
can i do a skit and kick a rhyme to this on tik tok? i don’t got no followers but i would at least try
yess go for it!
Nice
thank you
Wild beat
thank you 🙏
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