Hopefully you're able to rise like the Dark Kight and become the best version of yourself. If they fired you, maybe your inner light was too blinding for them? Peace and blessings to you sir.
I've been patiently waiting on a new Lethal beat and you know what they say about those who wait. Once again Lethal doesn't disappoint and provides exactly what is needed when it's needed. 💯
We patiently be waiting on the heat to drop I be on your videos everyday first thing I do is wake up and see if u dropped some heat to freestyle to bro keep it up lethal we love you brother ❤
I hope and I know we all hope you are onto BIG things! We have countless hours of amazing beats to rock to (break ya neck) I know I speak for all we hope the best! Bro people even copy your picture style and imagery. That is big! Heck sometimes I try to do it too. Bravo man 👏👏👏👏Standing O not a dry eye in the place 😁😁🫶
Yo I leave marigolds On the burials Of my buried foes Grappling guns and smoke bombs, I carry those And all my hooks land like I was Larry Holmes I’m hunting a masked villain doing aerials Everywhere he go I’m in his stereo Haunting houses with scary groans like a baritone In a minute, he’ll be the next grave I visit Cuz the night never sleeps and the works never finished
Nah the work's never finished This is just the beginning not the end They can't comprehend What I'm cooking when up in the kitchen Catch em slipping Leave em spitting blood in the streets half winded Can't kill em though Not trying to be a murderer But they better not try me though Better not try my soul Push me to the edge then you bet I'm pushing back No gimmicks no limits No hoe in my system If worst comes to worst Then you better know I'm killing em Better know em drilling em Snatching their souls chopping em up in a ceil-ing fan I feel I am Will I Am I speak my kind I kill my kind Born sinner maybe I might burn in hell for this God's seen it I real-ly did try my best But these niggas real-ly just like to test Me, so I had to put the beef to rest Rest in peace to my enemies You won't be missed.
Synapses I make tangents Put em in patterns To fraction your ranking Foreplaying hearing 4/8’s maintained then delayed it Coke for the blokes Babe grassed cuz she weren’t paid Lightweight I pay rent to the station Clicked the key in the picato and tangoed out the drive way Left leg in the right lane Fight the migraine I fold steel hammers layed out on a shite game Hi mate I gotta brass for your finance Insured that the gwalla comin sideways Fine then
That shit deserves a burial Listening to these vibes out the stereo Staring at my face like is it real A question or a feel I just let them make sense of it Like i aint know Ive just been bere before Known I am not one to fall I chill amongst the stars My soul torn apart Put it back to pieces The puzzle is misleading I dont need it Yo misdirection Yo unreciprocated attention Everyones telling me to run But they dont realize im the devils son If anyone should It already said and done Again and again A repeat of history You bitch are piss to me I can hear slithering And see the snakes Im the one behind With the flute Making them dance You cant connect to me With yo satelites Im out in france Potato in the barrel Now hes fried Peanut butter No jam Keep it loaded Or ill be dammed Thrown in grave A river of scams More like the blood of lambs Where i fucking heard them Its so disturbing The wordage When you look in The euphemisms The phases The fucking changes Of society Are we doomed to vacancy That only you and me can see This hell we escaping Heaven we creating Only we can make it Fry that shit up like some mother fucking bacon Id be forsaken If i was breaking Im at a position Where i gotta hold on to my emotions And authority over them Its called responsibility Accountability You should try it more often Maybe you’d have less problems Instead whats its preventing You to blossom You to educate yourself On the fixed mindset Of reality you lost in Got them boxed in Like a fucking mime Spitting rhymes Paradigms They try to penny me cuz i got five cents on me Cream Beam Lean Skrt Twerk Pop it Get it to work
In the shadows i lurk and see The ugliest of the ugly, Loving me is impossible I spread hate like a disease with no cure it Sure for it, i commit to be a strong person Overdrawn my lyrical ties seem to hypnotize any bitch with groove The cutiest of the cutey Dont fuel me im on anitger plain Rain thunder and storm Cause i see
Here comes your dose of lyrical smacks... A snack.. is what all of you rappers are to me, and that's facts... To be me is what your favorite rapper lacks... They're on their slow lane, and i'm going fast... So, Supa how did it all begin? Idk.. i once took the pen and dived in... Now i'm taking it far ever since then... How Many Men, don't even worth 50 Cents... Mixed flows, a cocktail ain't on your rappers menu... They know i'm up next so they fill up the venue... Don't play it rough, or you'll end up barbecued... Tough talk, but you're just.. barbie cute... Lemme tell you two things about me that u should know... First, once u make that back stab then don't call me "bro"... Second, I won't hate on people for no reason, for you... Third, i got a high view of bird, so don't play me and think i'm absurd... I've been knocked in dirt... But got up and told them to set the alert... Cuz i'm coming for everything that ain't been on my plate... Nah i don't play, it's about time my win would come, it's been late... And I won't compensate.. for any damage due to lyrics, what i feel is what i say... Now everybody line up for a joke... It's these fools who think i'm broke...
Io come un lupo nella notte che cammino svelto Cercando un punto di svolta oppure solo un pretesto Mi avvolge nebbia una coltre Mi rende un indigesto Ho modi per vedere oltre si ma all inferno Quindi che importa La morte l andarsene in eterno Se a volte le risposte sono amare il dolore in eterno Ho provato un sacco di ma volte ma mai sul serio Ho amate donne corrotte Ma un sacco belle allo specchio Tutte le vie sono rotte quando il carretto Che porti viene guidato da un empio senso di vuoto che é forte e non sai apporti E quindi dici fa lo stesso Tutti i rapporti vanno via scaricati nel cesso E quindi scrivo sto testo travolto da nostalgia Che sia un amore l eccesso Oppure un emorragia Che i sogni non li avveri se non dai una spinta Io ne ho perso molti ho perso la scintilla Tu hai fatto i capelli nuovi ti senti rinata che hai fatto la tinta É solo un altra maschera che tu metti convinta Sperando che rinascerà I sorriso di una bimba E con la scusa di una chiacchiera metti una spilla nel cuore mio che adesso sanguina Quasi zampilla Avevo amore adesso basta vattene tranquilla Ho buttato da mo la pasta Spero ti sei riempita Fumavamo come rasta sprecavamo l energia Quando il rancore ti sovrasta Chiedimi cosa va via Nel fumo di quest’altra canna io mi sento in funivia dove la vita si fa aspra ed ogni verità bugia Tu non sei più quella ragazza sei solo una brutta copia E pendevo dalle tue labbra Morivo nella tua bocca É una giornata grigiastra anche se il sole trabocca Ti ho cercata poi dentro un altra Ed ho trovato solo noia Morto sotto ad una cassa Succube di qualche droga É che io so come sei fatta Cerchi qualcuno che soffra Che per te indossi una faccia E che non venga mai più tolta Ho L ansia che mi mastica Come una gomma in botta Metto la tuta di ginnastica Anche questa volta Sapendo che non ci sarai alla festa tu sei fantastica ma solo nella foto appesa Che sa anche lei di plastica Resti in attesa Ti ho dato la parola mia che non ti avrei più ripresa Ma sogno che sei sposa mia e noi siamo in chiesa Ho perso la corsia Un giorno mi sei scesa E non sei mai stata mia Ma sei stata la mia scema Sta canzone é già finita , però il sentimento resta E non voglio che mai finisca perché ciò che sento scema Nel cuore mio hai fatto una bisca, ma sono io a far la galera, Scrivo una canzone trista , il pensiero mi balena Che forse un mondo già esiste dove tu sei più seria
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just lost my job yesterday. This beat helping me bury that shit and move tf on because I hated that job. I appreciate you LethalNeedle.
Hopefully you're able to rise like the Dark Kight and become the best version of yourself. If they fired you, maybe your inner light was too blinding for them? Peace and blessings to you sir.
lmao i lost mine too
Get yourself a job that DESERVES YOUR TIME BOI.
Grats bro, fk the job if it's not what you want to do
Bless you
We in here lethal been waiting for that sticky icky. Nice drums n transitions g. Very dark feel on it. Perfect💨💨💯💯
I've been patiently waiting on a new Lethal beat and you know what they say about those who wait. Once again Lethal doesn't disappoint and provides exactly what is needed when it's needed. 💯
You honestly make some of the best beats out there, keep them coming g you’re doing really great. 👍🏽
Thankyou!❤️ the creativity your brain has to produce thousands of beats and continue to hit is amazing
Juste FIRE LN !
Bro we thought you were dead!!!! This is killer 👍👍
THA PUNS 😂
We patiently be waiting on the heat to drop I be on your videos everyday first thing I do is wake up and see if u dropped some heat to freestyle to bro keep it up lethal we love you brother ❤
Lethalneedle the don! 🔥🔥🔥
Great vibe !!! 👌
I hope and I know we all hope you are onto BIG things! We have countless hours of amazing beats to rock to (break ya neck) I know I speak for all we hope the best! Bro people even copy your picture style and imagery. That is big! Heck sometimes I try to do it too. Bravo man 👏👏👏👏Standing O not a dry eye in the place 😁😁🫶
Truly amazing 🙏🏾
EXACTLY WHAT I NEEDED
another level mind dude
Oh yea that guy back cooking!!!
Indeed.
1 baby
SHEEEEEESH❤️🔥
Yo I leave marigolds
On the burials
Of my buried foes
Grappling guns and smoke bombs,
I carry those
And all my hooks land like I was Larry Holmes
I’m hunting a masked villain doing aerials
Everywhere he go
I’m in his stereo
Haunting houses with scary groans like a baritone
In a minute,
he’ll be the next grave I visit
Cuz the night never sleeps and the works never finished
ts so hard bruh😂
Fire
Nah the work's never finished
This is just the beginning not the end
They can't comprehend
What I'm cooking when up in the kitchen
Catch em slipping
Leave em spitting blood in the streets half winded
Can't kill em though
Not trying to be a murderer
But they better not try me though
Better not try my soul
Push me to the edge then you bet I'm pushing back
No gimmicks no limits
No hoe in my system
If worst comes to worst
Then you better know I'm killing em
Better know em drilling em
Snatching their souls chopping em up in a ceil-ing fan
I feel I am
Will I Am
I speak my kind
I kill my kind
Born sinner maybe I might burn in hell for this
God's seen it I real-ly did try my best
But these niggas real-ly just like to test
Me, so I had to put the beef to rest
Rest in peace to my enemies
You won't be missed.
Ur the beast
No, Eddie Hall is the beast lol.
Big fan man
I missed you agujaneitoooorrrrrr 🤜🏼🤛🏼
Synapses I make tangents
Put em in patterns
To fraction your ranking
Foreplaying hearing 4/8’s maintained then delayed it
Coke for the blokes
Babe grassed cuz she weren’t paid
Lightweight I pay rent to the station
Clicked the key in the picato and tangoed out the drive way
Left leg in the right lane
Fight the migraine
I fold steel
hammers layed out on a shite game
Hi mate I gotta brass for your finance
Insured that the gwalla comin sideways
Fine then
🔥🔥
Hard
Back in the building 🏯this is that fire bro 🔥🔥🔥♨️♨️♨️💯❤️
Taking me back
Yesssir
Jus wrote a cool lil song appreciate ya
🔥🔥🔥dope
That shit deserves a burial
Listening to these vibes out the stereo
Staring at my face like is it real
A question or a feel
I just let them make sense of it
Like i aint know
Ive just been bere before
Known
I am not one to fall
I chill amongst the stars
My soul torn apart
Put it back to pieces
The puzzle is misleading
I dont need it
Yo misdirection
Yo unreciprocated attention
Everyones telling me to run
But they dont realize im the devils son
If anyone should
It already said and done
Again and again
A repeat of history
You bitch are piss to me
I can hear slithering
And see the snakes
Im the one behind
With the flute
Making them dance
You cant connect to me
With yo satelites
Im out in france
Potato in the barrel
Now hes fried
Peanut butter
No jam
Keep it loaded
Or ill be dammed
Thrown in grave
A river of scams
More like the blood of lambs
Where i fucking heard them
Its so disturbing
The wordage
When you look in
The euphemisms
The phases
The fucking changes
Of society
Are we doomed to vacancy
That only you and me can see
This hell we escaping
Heaven we creating
Only we can make it
Fry that shit up like some mother fucking bacon
Id be forsaken
If i was breaking
Im at a position
Where i gotta hold on to my emotions
And authority over them
Its called responsibility
Accountability
You should try it more often
Maybe you’d have less problems
Instead whats its preventing
You to blossom
You to educate yourself
On the fixed mindset
Of reality you lost in
Got them boxed in
Like a fucking mime
Spitting rhymes
Paradigms
They try to penny me cuz i got five cents on me
Cream
Beam
Lean
Skrt
Twerk
Pop it
Get it to work
🎉
What happen it was too long, missed ya
Yo
Ima blow up soon yall trust the process
Tu tem sorte
Que noixx é brabo nos pinote
Fumando maconha forte
Atividade eu sou rei me desliguei
Liga na norte
Still waiting for a bad beat 👴🏾
الراب
In the shadows i lurk and see
The ugliest of the ugly,
Loving me is impossible
I spread hate like a disease with no cure it
Sure for it, i commit to be a strong person
Overdrawn my lyrical ties seem to hypnotize any bitch with groove
The cutiest of the cutey
Dont fuel me im on anitger plain
Rain thunder and storm
Cause i see
Here comes your dose of lyrical smacks...
A snack.. is what all of you rappers are to me, and that's facts...
To be me is what your favorite rapper lacks...
They're on their slow lane, and i'm going fast...
So, Supa how did it all begin?
Idk.. i once took the pen and dived in...
Now i'm taking it far ever since then...
How Many Men, don't even worth 50 Cents...
Mixed flows, a cocktail ain't on your rappers menu...
They know i'm up next so they fill up the venue...
Don't play it rough, or you'll end up barbecued...
Tough talk, but you're just.. barbie cute...
Lemme tell you two things about me that u should know...
First, once u make that back stab then don't call me "bro"...
Second, I won't hate on people for no reason, for you...
Third, i got a high view of bird, so don't play me and think i'm absurd...
I've been knocked in dirt...
But got up and told them to set the alert...
Cuz i'm coming for everything that ain't been on my plate...
Nah i don't play, it's about time my win would come, it's been late...
And I won't compensate.. for any damage due to lyrics, what i feel is what i say...
Now everybody line up for a joke...
It's these fools who think i'm broke...
Io come un lupo nella notte che cammino svelto
Cercando un punto di svolta oppure solo un pretesto
Mi avvolge nebbia una coltre
Mi rende un indigesto
Ho modi per vedere oltre si ma all inferno
Quindi che importa
La morte l andarsene in eterno
Se a volte le risposte sono amare il dolore in eterno
Ho provato un sacco di ma volte ma mai sul serio
Ho amate donne corrotte
Ma un sacco belle allo specchio
Tutte le vie sono rotte quando il carretto
Che porti viene guidato da un empio senso di vuoto che é forte e non sai apporti
E quindi dici fa lo stesso
Tutti i rapporti vanno via scaricati nel cesso
E quindi scrivo sto testo travolto da nostalgia
Che sia un amore l eccesso
Oppure un emorragia
Che i sogni non li avveri se non dai una spinta
Io ne ho perso molti ho perso la scintilla
Tu hai fatto i capelli nuovi ti senti rinata che hai fatto la tinta
É solo un altra maschera che tu metti convinta
Sperando che rinascerà
I sorriso di una bimba
E con la scusa di una chiacchiera metti una spilla nel cuore mio che adesso sanguina
Quasi zampilla
Avevo amore adesso basta vattene tranquilla
Ho buttato da mo la pasta
Spero ti sei riempita
Fumavamo come rasta sprecavamo l energia
Quando il rancore ti sovrasta
Chiedimi cosa va via
Nel fumo di quest’altra canna io mi sento in funivia dove la vita si fa aspra ed ogni verità bugia
Tu non sei più quella ragazza sei solo una brutta copia
E pendevo dalle tue labbra
Morivo nella tua bocca
É una giornata grigiastra anche se il sole trabocca
Ti ho cercata poi dentro un altra
Ed ho trovato solo noia
Morto sotto ad una cassa
Succube di qualche droga
É che io so come sei fatta
Cerchi qualcuno che soffra
Che per te indossi una faccia
E che non venga mai più tolta
Ho L ansia che mi mastica
Come una gomma in botta
Metto la tuta di ginnastica
Anche questa volta
Sapendo che non ci sarai alla festa
tu sei fantastica ma solo nella foto appesa
Che sa anche lei di plastica
Resti in attesa
Ti ho dato la parola mia che non ti avrei più ripresa
Ma sogno che sei sposa mia e noi siamo in chiesa
Ho perso la corsia
Un giorno mi sei scesa
E non sei mai stata mia
Ma sei stata la mia scema
Sta canzone é già finita ,
però il sentimento resta
E non voglio che mai finisca perché ciò che sento scema
Nel cuore mio hai fatto una bisca, ma sono io a far la galera,
Scrivo una canzone trista , il pensiero mi balena
Che forse un mondo già esiste dove tu sei più seria