Ill Mind of Hopsin 5 (INSTRUMENTAL) **best on YouTube**
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- Опубликовано: 30 сен 2024
- Best Ill mind of hopsin 5 instrumental on RUclips. you disagree, do you? put yours up against mine and see who's is better.
YOU CAN USE THIS BEAT IF:
1. You put in the title of your video (if made) "Beat remade by Grafik"
2. You put my links (the ones above in the annotation) in the description of your video (if made).
Hopsin's beats are underrated
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@David Mark no problem =)
They are imo one of the greatest composed beats ever made.
Anyone else sung all the lyrics and then gave themselves a pat on the,,,or just me???
trevor patrick got all the way through perfectly first try, god damn i love this song.
just you
Your not alone
I dont even know the lyrics🤣 i know the instrumental
[Intro]
Alt yapıda Hopsin
O son panç
Beta, Berk, Bayındır
"Oğuz Solmaz Online Nevişahsınamünhasır Panç Adlı New Çalışma"
Önemli bi' şarkı değil aslında, herkesin tanıdığı biri değil ama
[Verse 1]
Oğuz Solmaz, nam-ı diğer Flowart
İşin yediğin kaba sıçmak ve blowjob
Sonun n'ol'cak? Beynin zorla!
Gerçi o kafayla zor lan, üstelik çokta!
Dövsem de olmaz, ona sövsem de olmaz
Benim gölgemde ol'cak hep, ölmesse şimdi
Gözlemle çözdüm onu, sözlerle boğ'cam
Elim ensende ol'cak, ben önden diy'im de
Önlemlerle yine, bölgemdeyken bile
Söylence'n kendine "Ölmessem iyi!" diye
Ölsen gitsen de, özlenmessin be
Can güvenliğin önlem ver derim
Konu Hip-Hop'sa en baştan yenik
Başladın maça Rapin memba'na gelip
Anca bu kadar öğrendin en fazla
Garip siktir git, gelme! Ben Mevlana değilim!
İsmin Adam olsa bile, sana adam demem Flowart (hı)
Kaldı ki sana adamlığı soraca'm (he)
Adı Flowart'tı, haberi yoktu flowdan
Zaten iki sene evvel, varamadık sonuca
Hastaneden bolca, Zyprexa, Prozac
Haplardan boğulca'm, manyak doktorlar
Nostradamus ve Napolyon Bonapart
Amatemde yok mal, Bakırköy'de var zaar
Beni tanıyamamışın, koçum bak
Yalan dolan konuşma! Geldiğin yeri unutma!
E derdin ne ki senin peki, bizim ekipteki
Beta'nın Berk'in back'i diye bilir piyasada sonuçta
Boşuna yorulma, kızgın boğa bile, Kolezyum'la boğuşmaz
Aklında zorun var
Kafamda sorunlar, husumet öyle, durduk yere oluşmaz
Demek ki bi' olay var
Hiç görmedim bu ipnenin uçkurunu tuttuğunu
Bulduğunu düdüklemek, düşüncesi musluğunu
Kesmeye geldim, sübyancı unuttun mu?
Eski kaşar sevgilimi destursuz mutluluk
Klibinde mezdeke yapmıştın, boka batmıştın
Kendine bir tokat atmalıydın
Genişsin esneme yapmıştın, sona varmıştın
Lezbiyen olup toka takmalıydın
Şerefsizliğe alışığım elbette
Video'yu sayemde tanıştığın şirketle
Çektin de çalıştın, birlikte
Ben çekmedim diye mi niye ve bu curet be?!
Türk Rap'te, yerin yok, deneme daha
Sana demedim kızım, gelinim sana
Sami seni arayınca, nerden çıktı baban?
Sen kaşındın, bakın Ciguli diyen, Jigglypuff'a
Pili bitik, biri gibi; iki kişilikli gibi
Tipi Tipitip gibi, siktir git
Dili sivri , değildi ki ikilemeden
İyi bi diss'imi benim, hak ettin!
Bak rapçi, kariyerini mahvettin
Harcadığın o yılları ziyan ettin
Rağbetsiz kaldın, keza MC değildin
Heba etti kendini, rahmetli
Devam etsin şov, fena estim Flow
Joker seni gömdü, mezarını Beta deşiyo'
Hiçte prestij yok, veda resti bu
Nekrofili gibiyim, herifin cenazesi bol
Mümessil oldum, buna mest m'oldun?
Şimdi teslim ol puşt, be pestil oldun
Yürekli oldum da, hep bi korkum var
Rap diyo'dun, ne bekliyo'dun?
Benim eski, dostum yok dur, dostum hiç olamadın
Beslediğim kargaydın, gözlerimi oyamadın
Rapten daha çok orospu kovaladın
Hip-Hop diye konuşuyo', Oldschool havaları
Kendini beğenmekte, hat safadasın (Hahahaha)
Kaç yıllık rapçisin ha, kaç yaşındasın?
Hınzır seni, maskaralar maskarasısın
Geçirdiğin en kötü hastalığınlasın
Beta virüs gibi bi' şey, tüfekteki fişek
Mürekkebim bile, yazar üretmedim diye
Şükretmen gerekirken küfrettin
Ama tam tersine dönceksin 180 ile
Çok yağcı birisin, n'ol'cağını bilirsin
Git bi' kızla takıl, işin sübyan bul
İnternet'ten, Chat'ten, Tingle'dan, Snap'ten
Twitter'den, Face'ten, yürü ya kulum!
İlla beni konuşturdun hayırlı olsun
Lau-bali, la-kayt, la, ne biçim bi' herifsin?
Beni bilirsin Beta Berk, Bayın'dır oğlu
Dediği gibi Sansar'ın: "Ne ayak, Ne işsin?!"
Dünkü çocuk değilsin, değiştin!
Hain mi, Birthday mi, Happy mi?
Ne içtin de sen, bu kafaya eriştin?
Magic Mushroom, Koko, Roche, LSD?
Peki artık emekli, olmanın vakti
Panç fena deşti, Kick'se mahvetti
Aşırı bi' tepkim, olmadı yani
Bu piç için aslında, çok cefa çektim
Sayemde ilk defa konsere çıktı!
Backvocal'im diye headline yaptım!
Tüm emeklerim benim, tabii boşa çıktı!
Koca kafasına çekip, headshot yaptım!
Karşılık istemedim, bu yardımdı!
Seni uyardım da, uyandın mı?
Feat'lerini, Beat'lerini, Clip'lerini ayarladım!
Bana öyle konuşurken utanmadın mı (lan!)?
Insaf be oğlum, nasıl vicdansız oldun?
Denize iyilikler attım da noldu(ha)?
Yayınının, yapımının imzası bende
Mazinde yok muyum? İmkansız oğlum!
Bir da'a da n'olur, çıkarma ustalara dil!
Edebinle, adabınla, susmasını bil (şış!)!
Bi' diss attın şimdi, durmalısın piç!
Kinimin yarısını, kusmadığımı bil (bitch)!
Fuck!
🫡
My sister showed me this song, and all I could do is think about how lit the insrumental was.
i cant believe pent is fucking dead
same here!!! my sister showed me this song too! u right, tha song and tha beat go hard asf! fo sho
really, the beat is the only thing you could think of.. lmao
kang wewuz xviixixviiixivxviviix not me. tha songs lyrics are way better than the beat. i said i the beat and song were both dope
kang wewuz xviixixviiixivxviviix listen to the lyrics ifnyou are closed minded enough to only focus on the astetic of the beat idk what to think
Mekanın cennet olsun #3B gittiğin yerde yüzünde ki gibi nurlar içinde yat
Mekânı cennet olsun 😔
[Verse 1]
Man, I hate rap, but if the shoe fits, wear it
I've become a freak of nature all the kids stare at
Who walk around bumpin' Raw with the shit blarin'
Saying "Fuck school!" and droppin' out like a miscarriage
I'm embarrassed and I'm ashamed
I played a part in this devilish game
Makin' your common sense perish
But I ain't takin' the full blame
'Cause most of you chumps runnin' around here ain't never had strict parents
All of your brain cells rottin' from weed
You feelin' like if you ain't got it, life's not as complete
You havin' sex with every-motherfuckin'-body you see
With a past so dark that Satan'd jump out of his seat
But still you out in these streets, thinkin' you hot as can be
Without the knowledge to lead, so you just follow the sheep
Makin' sure your lame swag is all polished and clean
While your favorite rapper's like, "Yeah, he got it from me"
You been brainwashed by a fake life that you're used to livin'
When I say the word "fun," what do you envision?
Probably drinkin' and smokin' out with your crew and chillin'
With clueless women you tryin' to bang, bumpin' New Edition
Is that all you think life really is?
Well, if so, then you're a fuckin' idiot
I honestly feel like grabbing your head and hitting it
Matter of fact, you don't even deserve a brain - give me it!
Do you even have any goals
Aside from baggin' these hoes and packin' a bowl?
Well, let me guess - no
You're only in school because your parents make you go
When all you do is play beer pong and hang out with the bros
Yo, society's got you livin' for a whack cause
You're a fuckin' adult with no skills at all
You don't read any books or play ball
You don't draw - you literally do nothing at all!
Still you fiend for the glamorous fruits
You don't have, 'cause you idolize rappers that do
And all they say is, "I got money and it's stacked to the roof"
And now you think that it's gon' magically just happen to you?
How? Your lazy ass don't commit to labor
You pick somethin' up, try it out, and put it down two minutes later
Then you complain about your life 'cause it ain't gettin' catered
Now whoever tries to call you on your bullshit's a hater?
You wanna succeed, you have to try; or one day you'll get older
And regret it all 'cause you can't provide
Your friends are lowlives, don't act surprised
Look, just cut the bad fruit off of the tree, make the sacrifice
[Verse 2]
Girls, stop actin' like you want a guy
With traits like Romeo - bitch, that's a fuckin' lie!
You always talk about how every man's fake and you can't take it
And you want somethin' real - shut up, tramp, save it!
Twice a week you put on your makeup and damn bracelets
And head to the club half-naked with your ass shakin'
Pullin' a lowlife nigga who claim he cash-makin'
'Til you let him hit and find out he work at the gas station
One of them niggas got you pregnant and you can't raise it
But you caused it, your actions made a fat statement
You want Romeo, then act patient
And stop frontin' like he in the club posted in the back waitin'
It's the club, where guys put on a new persona
After they get loaded with a few Corona's
They always shoutin' and wild out
With habits that very few condone of
Then they look for beautiful brainless bitches like you to bone 'em
Then when they leave you, you cry and cry
Talkin' about, "Oh my god, I can't find a guy!
I've spent so many years and I've tried and tried!
Why am I even on Earth? I should die!"
You want Romeo, you're not worthy
You're cock-thirsty, you're nasty and probably got herpes
Sometimes the secret to findin' is to stop searchin'
Try a new formula, 'cause your last one's not workin'
[Verse 3]
The term "real nigga" is publicly used
And I need to know what it means, 'cause I'm fuckin' confused
Are you one for always bustin' your tool
With nothin' to lose and somethin' to prove
To homies up in your crew?
Is it because you're sellin' drugs to get loot
And brag about how you done been shot and stabbed
Like it's fun to be you?
But your life's a struggle, right, and you just hustlin' through?
Nah, you hamster-ass nigga, you just stuck in a loop
Man, why do black people gotta be the only ones who can't evolve?
'Cause you in the streets actin' like a neanderthal
It's clear you can't stand the law
You're lost as an abandoned dog
And all you're interested in is fightin', rappin' and basketball
I can't even fuck with you
'Cause if we out in public, you gon' get caught stealin' some shit, and get my ass in trouble, too
You'll get old and be nothin'
Livin' life in these streets, thuggin'
And starting shit with anybody mean-muggin'
Look at you, a real nigga, thinkin' your life's cool
Girls used to turn me down for guys who were like you
'Til you grab their heart and shove a spearhead right through
Then they regret it because it wasn't the right move
Your "real nigga" talk seems bogus
A real nigga don't brag about being real as long as he knows it
And his future doesn't seem hopeless
A real nigga stays out of jail, handles shit and he keeps focusedAll you menacin' freaks are only in it for cheese
And the mass-control limit was breached - fuck hip-hop!
They only in it for cheese, and any eyewitness can seeThey purposely makin' the innocent weak
My existence on this planet's for you, I ain't only here to benefit me
Yo, we need to make a change while there's still time
It is hard, and sometimes I struggle tryin' to reveal mine
I can guide you if you feel blind
I just need you to be willin' to journey into my ill mind
First comment ever, but that was fire!
Beta - O.S.O.N.P.A.N.Ç'tan gelenler.
Çalmış
@@efektbey5911 çalmamış şarkının başında "Altyapıda Hopsin" diye bahsediyor zaten
@@cihangultekiin hee tamam sağol ben de hopsi diye ne anlama geliyo demiştim sağol
@@efektbey5911 hahha
Another thing you have to do in order to use the beat is to make sure ur not one of those lame ass rappers hopsin talks about
Says the guy with the name Tajinder.
GodFather Scott Take it easy there gumba, what's wrong with my name?
Tejinder Pal the ignorant follows the blind
Krampus-Bahaneler
İçimden rap yapmak isteği geldiği için şuan bu sözleri yazıyorum.
Ben Mumble Rap yapan tüm MC'leri sevmiyorum.
Rap nasıl bidaha eski haline dönecek,onu ben bilemiyorum.
Ben eski Rap'i geri getirmek istiyorum,ama maalesef ki getiremiyorum.
Bazı bozuk RaP şarkılarını aklımdan silemiyorum.
Biri Rap'i yanlış lanse ettiği zaman eskisi gibi sinirlenemiyorum.
Baksanıza,hala nakarat'a giremiyorum.
Ne yaparsan yapayım yine de Şu Burry gerizekalısını sevemiyorum.
Şu Platform'un kuralı yüzünden Rap şarkı sözleri yazamıyorum.
Ben hayatımı istediğim şekilde özgürce yaşayamıyorum.
Maalesef ki ben Popm Ender'i Rapçi olarak sayamıyorum.
Eğer onu rapçi sayarsam,bu aptallık olur.
Mumble rap ve Trap Türkçe Rap'in sonu.
Mumble Rapçileri ebediyyen piyasadan silmekten başka çaresi yok bunun.
Khontkar da tek görülebilen şey Burun.
Dostum,bana bulaşırşan kırılır kolun ve omzun.
Siz yobazlar etek giyen kadına diyorsunuz Yolsuz.
Asıl siz yolsussunuz Yobazlar.
Ben sinirlendiğimde vücudumdan çıkar kol.
İngilizce de Erkeğe derler "Boy".
Ben sana emr edemem ki "Lütfen artık doy!".
Öyle konuşuyorsunuz ki sanki bu köyde yapılacak yeni bir yol.
Eskiler rapçi olanlar şimdi pop yapıyor.
Eskiler Mumble Rap'e sallayanlar şimdi Mumble rapçileri Rapçi sayıyor.
Hatta ve Hatta bazıları övüyor.
Bazıları da sövüyor
Bazıları ise çok ileri giderek dövüyor.
Bazı MCler çatışmadan sonra ölüyor.
Dostum ben de demek isterdim ki "Rap eski haline dönüyor.".
Nakarat X2
"İşim oldu sana beat yollayamadım,işim olduğu için klip çekemedim"bunlar nasıl bahaneler.
Denedim ki ben asla"Bu bahaneler şahaneler!
Sen baktığında sırıl-sıklam aşıklara demedin ki"Bu aşk sahte
Len!?"
Bir oyun vardır, oyunun kuralı bu "Katl edil yada ol Katl eden.
Verse 2
Yanlış anlamayın,sadist değilim.
Ben Cringe Videolar izlediğimde eriyor beyinim.
Benim yok ki yeğenim.
Ne de ki var benim kılıç kalkan,silah,yeleğim.
Bazen şöyle dediğim oluyor"Dur şunu da beğeneyim.
Ben bir iyilik yapıyım ki gerçekten sevineyim.
"Kanka acaba bir korku filmimi izleyeyim?!"
Dedi dostum bende ona dedim ki
"Normalde korku filmlerinden korkmam ama yinede izlemeyelim!"
Sonra dostum dedi ki
"Kanka hadi biraz gerilelim."
Ben ona dedim ki
"Kanka ben korku filmlerinden korkmuyorum ki gerileyim de."
"Dur birazcık üzüleyim"diye girdiğim bir Video yok.
Fakat benim güldüğüm video çok.
Ben kahkahalar attığında ailem oldu şok.
O zamanlarda da evcil hayvanlar'ının karnı tok.
Dostuma sordum dedim"
Her dərdə çarə mi var?"
Dostumda dedi ki
"Evet,Çare var!"
Ben de dedim ki ona
"Herşeye çare olamaz mal."
Dostumda dedi ki
'Bana mal deme lan".
Nakarat X2
This is no remake, lol. Why try and false claim? You just ripped the audio files from the song and overlayed a few of the parts with your own crappy sounds to make it not sound obvious.
Beta'dan gelenler beğensin Türk görelim amk bu ne
❤
I dedicate, this to the best, this is vext, I been smoking now I'm sick in the head,,, grew up with a smile now flat lining at best, dead inside, I can't lie I feel sick in the chest, junk food, doesn't help I won't be wriggling next, and cigarettes are signaling, the scene of my last breath, it's far-fetched
[Giriş]
Alt yapıda Hopsin
O son punch
Beta Berk Bayındır
"Oğuz Solmaz Online Nevişahsınamünhasır Panç Adlı New Çalışma"
Önemli bi' şarkı değil aslında, herkesin tanıdığı biri değil ama
[Verse]
Oğuz Solmaz, namıdiğer Flowart
İşin yediğin kaba sıçmak ve blowjob
Sonun n'ol'cak? Beyni zorla!
Gerçi o kafayla zor lan, üstelik çok da
Dövsem de olmaz, ona sövsem de olmaz
Benim gölgemde ol'cak hep ölmezse şimdi
Gözlemle çözdüm onu, sözlerle boğ'cam
Elim ensende ol'cak, ben önden diy'im de
Önlemlerle yine bölgemdeyken bile
Söylen'ce'n kendine "Ölmezsem iyi" diye
Ölsen gitsen de özlenmezsin be!
"Can güvenliğine önlem ver" derim
Konu Hip-Hop'sa, en baştan yenik
Başladın maça Rap'in memba'na gelip
Anca bu kadar öğrendin en fazla
Garip, siktir git, gelme! Ben Mevlana değilim
İsmin Adam olsa bile sana "adam" demem Flowart (Hı!)
Kaldı ki sana adamlığı soraca'm he? (Ha!)
Adı Flowart'tı, haberi yoktu flow'dan
Zaten iki sene evvel varamadık sonuca
Hastaneden bolca Zyprexa, Prozac
Haplardan boğul'ca'm, manyak doktorlar (Ah)
Nostradamus ve Napolyon Bonapart
AMATEM'de yok mal, Bakırköy'de var zaar
Beni tanıyamamış'ın, koçum bak!
Yalan dolan konuşma (Ah), geldiğin yeri unutma!
E derdin ne ki senin peki?
"Bizim ekipteki Beta'nın Berk'in back'i" diye bilir piyasa da sonuçta
Boşuna yorulma (Ah), kızgın boğa bile Kolezyum'la boğuşmaz
Aklında zorun var, kafamda sorunlar (Ah)
Husumet öyle durduk yere oluşmaz, demek ki bi' olay var
Hiç görmedim bu ibnenin uçkurunu tuttuğunu
Bulduğunu düdüklemek düşüncesi
Musluğunu kesmeye geldim, sübyancı unuttun mu?
Eski kaşar sevgilimi destursuz "Mutluluk" klibinde Mezdeke yapmıştın
Boka batmıştın, kendine bi' tokat atmalıydın
Genişsin, esneme yapmıştın, sona varmıştın
Lezbiyen olup toka takmalıydın
Şerefsizliğe alışığım elbette
Videoyu sayemde tanıştığın şirketle çektin de çalıştın birlikte
Ben çekmedim diye mi? Niye ve bu cüret be! (Ha?)
Türk Rap'te, yerin yok, deneme daha
Sana demedim: "Kızım, gelinim sana"
Sami seni arayınca, ner'den çıktı baban?
Sen kaşındın, bakın Ciguli diyen, Jigglypuff'a
Pili bitik biri gibi, iki kişilikli gibi, tipi Tipitip gibi, siktir git! (Ah)
Dili sivri değildi ki, ikilemeden iyi bi diss'imi benim hak ettin
Bak rapçi, kariyerini mahvettin
Harcadığın o yılları ziyan ettin
Rağbetsiz kaldın, keza MC değildin
Heba etti kendini rahmetli
Devam etsin şov, fena estim flow
Joker seni gömdü, mezarını Beta deşiyo'
Hiç de prestij yok, veda resti bu
Nekrofili gibiyim, herifin cenazesi bol (Yeah)
Mümessil oldum, buna mest m'oldun?
Şimdi teslim ol puşt be, pestil oldun! (Ah)
Yürekli olduğumda hep bi' korkun var
"Rap" diyo'dun, ne bekliyo'dun benim eski dostum?
Yok dur, dostum hiç olamadın
Beslediğim kargaydın, gözlerimi oyamadın (Ha ha!)
Rap'ten daha çok orospu kovaladın
Hip-Hop diye konuşuyo', old school havaları
Kendini beğenmekte hat safhadasın (Hahahaha!)
Kaç yıllık rapçisin ha, kaç yaşındasın?
Hınzır seni, maskaralar maskarasısın
Geçirdiğin en kötü hastalığınlasın
Beta virüs gibi bi' şey, tüfekteki fişek (Piuv!)
Mürekkebim bile yazar üretmedim diye (Pa!)
Şükretmen gerekirken küfrettin ama tam tersine dön'ceksin 180 ile
Çok yağcı birisin (Ah), n'ol'cağını bilirsin (Ah)
Git bi' kızla takıl
İşin sübyan bulup internetten, chat'ten, Tinder'dan, Snap'ten, Twitter'den, Face'ten, yürü ya kulum!
İlla beni konuşturdun, hayırlı olsun
Laubali, lakayt, la ne biçim bi' herifsin?
Beni bilirsin; Beta Berk Bayındır, oğlum!
Dediği gibi Sansar'ın: "Ne ayak, Ne işsin?!"
Dünkü çocuk değilsin (A-ah), değiştin
Hain mi, Birthday mi, Happy mi?
Ne içtin de sen bu kafaya eriştin?
Magic mushroom, koko, Roche, ot, LSD?
Peki, artık emekli, olmanın vakti
Punch fena deşti, kick ise mahvetti (Pa, pa, pa, pa!)
Aşırı bi' tepkim olmadı yani
Bu piç için aslında çok cefa çektim (Pa!)
Sayemde ilk defa konsere çıktı (Hah)
"Back vocal'im" diye headline yaptım (Yeah)
Tüm emeklerim benim tabii boşa çıktı (A-ha)
Koca kafasına çekip headshot yaptım (Yeah)
Karşılık istemedim, bu yardımdı (Ha!)
Seni uyardım da (Ha?), uyandın mı?
Feat'lerini, beat'lerini, kliplerini ayarladım
Bana öyle konuşurken utanmadın mı? (Lan!)
İnsaf be oğlum, nasıl vicdansız oldun?
Denize iyilikler attım da n'oldu? (Ha?)
Yayınının, yapımının imzası bende
Mazinde yok muyum? İmkansız, oğlum!
Bir daha da n'olur çıkarma ustalara dil!
Edebinle, adabınla susmasını bil! (Şşş!)
Bi' diss attın, şimdi durmalısın piç!
Kinimin yarısını kusmadığımı bil
[Çıkış]
Fuck!
this is dope.. i didnt even think i would find this an them boom. nice job.
Intro:
Alt yapıda Hopsin
O son panç
Beta, Berk, Bayındır
"Oğuz Solmaz Online Nevişahsınamünhasır Panç Adlı New Çalışma"
Önemli bi' şarkı değil aslında, herkesin tanıdığı biri değil ama
[Verse 1]
Oğuz Solmaz, namıdiğer Flowart
İşin yediğin kaba sıçmak ve blowjob
Sonun n'ol'cak? Beynin zorla!
Gerçi o kafayla zor lan, üstelik çokta!
Dövsem de olmaz, ona sövsem de olmaz
Benim gölgemde ol'cak hep, ölmesse şimdi
Gözlemle çözdüm onu, sözlerle boğ'cam
Elim ensende ol'cak, ben önden diy'im de
Önlemlerle yine, bölgemdeyken bile
Söylence'n kendine "Ölmessem iyi!" diye
Ölsen gitsen de, özlenmessin be
Can güvenliğin önlem ver derim
Konu Hip-Hop'sa en baştan yenik
Başladın maça Rapin memba'na gelip
Anca bu kadar öğrendin en fazla
Garip siktir git, gelme! Ben Mevlana değilim!
İsmin Adam olsa bile, sana adam demem Flowart (hı)
Kaldı ki sana adamlığı soraca'm (he)
Adı Flowart'tı, haberi yoktu flowdan
Zaten iki sene evvel, varamadık sonuca
Hastaneden bolca, Zyprexa, Prozac
Haplardan boğulca'm, manyak doktorlar
Nostradamus ve Napolyon Bonapart
Amatemde yok mal, Bakırköy'de var zaar
Beni tanıyamamışın, koçum bak
Yalan dolan konuşma! Geldiğin yeri unutma!
E derdin ne ki senin peki, bizim ekipteki
Beta'nın Berk'in back'i diye bilir piyasada sonuçta
Boşuna yorulma, kızgın boğa bile, Kolezyum'la boğuşmaz
Aklında zorun var
Kafamda sorunlar, husumet öyle, durduk yere oluşmaz
Demek ki bi' olay var
Hiç görmedim bu ipnenin uçkurunu tuttuğunu
Bulduğunu düdüklemek, düşüncesi musluğunu
Kesmeye geldim, sübyancı unuttun mu?
Eski kaşar sevgilimi destursuz mutluluk
Klibinde mezdeke yapmıştın, boka batmıştın
Kendine bir tokat atmalıydın
Genişsin esneme yapmıştın, sona varmıştın
Lezbiyen olup toka takmalıydın
Şerefsizliğe alışığım elbette
Video'yu sayemde tanıştığın şirketle
Çektin de çalıştın, birlikte
Ben çekmedim diye mi niye ve bu curet be?!
Türk Rap'te, yerin yok, deneme daha
Sana demedim kızım, gelinim sana
Sami seni arayınca, nerden çıktı baban?
Sen kaşındın, bakın Ciguli diyen, Jigglypuff'a
Pili bitik, biri gibi; iki kişilikli gibi
Tipi Tipitip gibi, siktir git
Dili sivri , değildi ki ikilemeden
İyi bi diss'imi benim, hak ettin!
Bak rapçi, kariyerini mahvettin
Harcadığın o yılları ziyan ettin
Rağbetsiz kaldın, keza MC değildin
Heba etti kendini, rahmetli
Devam etsin şov, fena estim Flow
Joker seni gömdü, mezarını Beta deşiyo'
Hiçte prestij yok, veda resti bu
Nekrofili gibiyim, herifin cenazesi bol
Mümessil oldum, buna mest m'oldun?
Şimdi teslim ol puşt, be pestil oldun
Yürekli oldum da, hep bi korkum var
Rap diyo'dun, ne bekliyo'dun?
Benim eski, dostum yok dur, dostum hiç olamadın
Beslediğim kargaydın, gözlerimi oyamadın
Rapten daha çok orospu kovaladın
Hip-Hop diye konuşuyo', Oldschool havaları
Kendini beğenmekte, hat safadasın (Hahahaha)
Kaç yıllık rapçisin ha, kaç yaşındasın?
Hınzır seni, maskaralar maskarasısın
Geçirdiğin en kötü hastalığınlasın
Beta virüs gibi bi' şey, tüfekteki fişek
Mürekkebim bile, yazar üretmedim diye
Şükretmen gerekirken küfrettin
Ama tam tersine dönceksin 180 ile
Çok yağcı birisin, n'ol'cağını bilirsin
Git bi' kızla takıl, işin sübyan bul
İnternet'ten, Chat'ten, Tingle'dan, Snap'ten
Twitter'den, Face'ten, yürü ya kulum!
İlla beni konuşturdun hayırlı olsun
Lau-bali, la-kayt, la, ne biçim bi' herifsin?
Beni bilirsin Beta Berk, Bayın'dır oğlu
Dediği gibi Sansar'ın: "Ne ayak, Ne işsin?!"
Dünkü çocuk değilsin, değiştin!
Hain mi, Birthday mi, Happy mi?
Ne içtin de sen, bu kafaya eriştin?
Magic Mushroom, Koko, Roche, LSD?
Peki artık emekli, olmanın vakti
Panç fena deşti, Kick'se mahvetti
Aşırı bi' tepkim, olmadı yani
Bu piç için aslında, çok cefa çektim
Sayemde ilk defa konsere çıktı!
Backvocal'im diye headline yaptım!
Tüm emeklerim benim, tabii boşa çıktı!
Koca kafasına çekip, headshot yaptım!
Karşılık istemedim, bu yardımdı!
Seni uyardım da, uyandın mı?
Feat'lerini, Beat'lerini, Clip'lerini ayarladım!
Bana öyle konuşurken utanmadın mı (lan!)?
Insaf be oğlum, nasıl vicdansız oldun?
Denize iyilikler attım da noldu(ha)?
Yayınının, yapımının imzası bende
Mazinde yok muyum? İmkansız oğlum!
Bir da'a da n'olur, çıkarma ustalara dil!
Edebinle, adabınla, susmasını bil (şış!)!
Bi' diss attın şimdi, durmalısın piç!
Kinimin yarısını, kusmadığımı bil (bitch)!
Fuck!
🇹🇷Bir beğeninizi alırım👇👇👇👇
Noluyor amk dedim bi an
you can tell this is a remake because of the odd distortion from removing vocals, anyone who hasnt removed vocals before cant tell the damn difference tbh, when sadly imo the beats with voices removed only sound shittier but this is actually pretty good cus some of the beat is truly "remade" but i can still catch the distortion from where his voice was removed lol but good job man
Mathew McRae I don't think this is a remake at all this person just removed the voice, which resulted in inferior sound
@@J93ADThat is a remake. Its hard to remove the voice cleanly
@@clutch7548 lol damn I made the comment years ago
Cheers to the day when I won't see you again. Another lover, nother sinner, yeah I've lost sum friends.
Pouring out the bottle in the name of love
Ducking out in your car with my name in blood
Bleeding out in the shower damn this batheing sucks
I could say that I dont but I give too many fucks
Ain't a soul slow showing blowing up my phone
Jus a boy climbing rope breaking all a his bones
I'm leaving track running fast ain't no lookin back
A bad motherfucker you know where I'm at
Holla when we ball forda kids ha lost it all
Beat on myself when I fall another bloody brawl
Raising glasses toasting to this dirty hall
Alcohol poison n cheers we're talking to god
Mark ya calendar to save the date uh
Marksman snipe these bitch ass haters
A punk ass bitch yea you ain't no playa
Bury vros in my crypt call me the slaya
Like doomguy beating on all yo teeth in
You wont believe the nightmares that I done sleep in
I'm seizing the mic but no I ain't leaving
I'll stomp on your throat to keep u from breathing
I'll chop off of your nuts to keep you from breeding
I'm doing this once so don't keep it on easy
Stirring up in hell running with my demons
The f from my fuck darling you can't keep it
The d on his dick shit you can ride it
The B from my name bitch you cant steal it
The triple 6 digit I bet you can feel it
Lucifer's incarnate I'm indubitably indifferent
I'm definitely pessimistic
Probably narcasitic
But please ho don't say I'm parasitic
You hoes sucking my blood but not my dick
You hoes sucking my life oh jus another bitch
Keep on talking on and wind up in a ditch
Decking your halls you just might get a lick
Laughing at this clown I might get a kick
I'm not no grown up but no I'm not no kid
The lies you speak bout as real as the cake
The words I speak bout as real as it gets
Going Jason on yo ass like camp crystal lake
Burying yo ass yeah that's all jus fate
These bitches so mad cause I dont date
These bitches so mad my hearts filled with hate
I couldn't give a fuck for even christ's sake
This family tree's dead yeah it's so fake
For these dead ass leaves imma get this rake
I'm burning up on grass yeah I'm bouta get baked
Potato bitches wanna yell yell yell
Slipped on my shit oh well well well
Big ass balls you can tell tell tell
I sold my soul I'll get a deal deal deal
Another rapper to OD on pills pills pills
But I love yall so imma keep it real real real
Running from here aiming for the hills
Drunk from it all Im gonna need more beers
Listen to these thoughts that I dont speak about
These thoughts in my mind shit I wanna shout
You fake ass rappers just looking clout
A spanish fag I call that spigots spout
Call me fake but I'm down and out
Yo loud ass I cant seem to drown it out
I suck dick but you suck alota shit
I eat ass pussy like an atomic blast
You a real one but who's comin in last
Fuck around n find out imma get my stash
Here the pistol poppin like click click clack
I done gave enough n it was all I had
But you a nice ass bitch nah you so bad
Why would I want you when I got my raps
Why would I want a hoe with this god like flow
Why would I want you when I ain't get yo vote
Approval bitch riding in a god damn boat
I ain't the first but I won't be the last
The way you played me girl was so damn bad
But good guys then again come out last
So fuck a bitch n fuck this shit
Fuck all of this dirty business
I let down my guard you can see my hands
Fuck a car Mercedes ain't need no Benz
I got yo bitch on the side I can see her bend
You a lame ass vro with this game you cant
Talk shit talk that talk this talk hypocrite
I'm getting big damn watch me live
I'm alive now not like pac or biggie
I'm running this city
No no no not really
I done did that shit
Im done with this shit
Coming out the 9th you trick ass bitch
Riding from the 7th I remember that ditch
The same one last burned by a bloody hearse
Dont speak on my name I did my dirt
Acid and pills the simplest thrills
Talk on my name? Dawg keep it real
I'm the venomous snake you the slippery eel now tell me how bitch just how it feels.
why would we credit you if you didn't make the beat, you just removed the vocals it eazy to do that fam
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Just in case you want to check and dont want to type it
Great mix bro i love it. I'm going to use it for one of my raps.
I just hit the whole song hard af to my dog he was hella but hurt
same I murdered this track
They pick up paying attention to or talking about the danger of nuclear war and nuclear winter, then put it down two minutes later. Not working to help prevent doom (including by contributing to crucial efforts to get nw/w danger mentioned more in conversation), could regret that in the future because you can't provide...
Hopsin Ill Mind of Hopsin (Ill Mind Of Anthony 2) (*8th and (Some 6th) Graders Diss*
Verse 1
On the real, I never liked y’all
Y’all was just dudes walking
With your pants sagging
Thinking you riding around in a ghost
But you riding in a bandwagon
You guys never were cool
Talking about getting shot like it’s fun to be you
“I be getting money and it stack to the roof”
Nah, you ain’t rich, you just another kid who be begging for food
I was poor too, but i still had something to do
Which was rap, make music and eat food
Verse 2
There is a difference between real and fake dudes
A real dude stay about his business
While a fake dude spreads rumors and don’t mind his business
When I say the word fun what do you envision?
Probably getting in trouble with the law
That's probably why you and your crew ain’t got skills
Man it gives me the chills when I rap like this
Man it’s probably hard for y’all to reminisce
On the good times when I didn’t exist
Gotta stay on the grind
This how I kill time
Got to use my Ill Mind
To rap every line
Verse 3
You haters mean nothing
Only reason you haters buzzin
Cuz You tryna be like me
But I ain’t sayin’ something
You never could rise above me
Even if your whole crew jumped me
You just mad cuz you ugly
Ima rise above hate everyday
You still got a lot of stuff on your plate
I can totally tell this is original, he made the verses a little more in depth and louder!
Also the choirish sound or choir sound at the intro drops louder
Scott N actually you can hear its not original at certian points like 1:14 you can still hear the lyrics
when i say original i meant he didnt create the instrumental from scratch, oh and dont call me a dumbfuck over the internet just because i dont konw you doesnt give you the rigt to be rude
***** when i say original i meant he didnt create the instrumental from scratch, oh and dont call me a dumbfuck over the internet just because i dont konw you doesnt give you the rigt to be rude
how so?
The majority of normal people don't but people like me enjoy reading well written lyrics. Your attitude is the reason people like Lil Wayne are famous.
Man, I hate rap. But if the shoe fits wear it.
Oğuz Solmaz, namıdiğer flowart
People seem to think rappings about the rhyming its about the message and the timing
all that glamour rap got y'all blinded /or maybe its just ignorance cause were not rapping bout cars and clothes
That means nobody's listening?
My intentions are for you to hear the blessings and not get added to the demons collection /but Ey wisdom fades with speech /guess Thad the reason I don't rap over beats.
DAMN SON WHERE'D YOU FIND THIS??
rapping on youtube your a real badass ! xD
woord haha but he still might have bars, remember that
you gotta start somewhere
I was just bored killin time killin these dimes while I'm killin my ill mind, but it's this bipolar agony that wants me to legalize the 420 in actuality so I can take a hit and say my life is legit, my brain is full of twists, twist the blunt let it lit, I'm at the bottomless pit
FiGGy Incorporated You're*
Its to fast
Man I hate rap ...
But if the shoe fits wear it...
Zeroz Linkz I’ve become a freak of nature all the kids stare at
Who walk around bumpin raw with the shit blarein sayin fuck school and droppin out like a miscarriage
3B :)
Beta Berk Bayındır oğuz solmaz online nevi şahsına münhasır punch adlı New çalışma
thanks now i can rap to it
İsmin Adam olsa bile sana adam demem Flowart
Now i can make my minecraft parody thx :)
Man, I hate rap, but if the shoe fits, wear it
I've become a freak of nature all the kids stare at
Who walk around bumpin' Raw with the shit blarin'
Saying "Fuck school!" and droppin' out like a miscarriage
I'm embarrassed and I'm ashamed
I played a part in this devilish game
Makin' your common sense perish
But I ain't takin' the full blame, 'cause most of you chumps runnin' around here
Ain't never had strict parents
All of your brain cells rottin' from weed
You feelin' like if you ain't got it, life's not as complete
You havin' sex with every-motherfuckin'-body you see
With a past so dark that Satan'd jump out of his seat
But still you out in these streets, thinkin' you hot as can be
Without the knowledge to lead, so you just follow the sheep
Makin' sure your lame swag is all polished and clean
While your favorite rapper's like, "Yeah, he got it from me"
You been brainwashed by a fake life that you're used to livin'
When I say the word "fun," what do you envision?
Probably drinkin' and smokin' out with your crew and chillin'
With clueless women you tryin' to bang, bumpin' New Edition
Is that all you think life really is?
Well, if so, then you're a fuckin' idiot
I honestly feel like grabbing your head and hitting it
Matter of fact, you don't even deserve a brain - give me it
Do you even have any goals
Aside from baggin' these hoes and packin' a bowl?
Well, let me guess - no
You're only in school because your parents make you go
When all you do is play beer pong and hang out with the bros
Yo, society's got you livin' for a whack cause
You're a fuckin' adult with no skills at all
You don't read any books or play ball
You don't draw - you literally do nothing at all
Still you fiend for the glamorous fruits
You don't have, 'cause you idolize rappers that do
And all they say is, "I got money and it's stacked to the roof."
And now you think that it's gon' magically just happen to you?
How? Your lazy ass don't commit to labor
You pick somethin' up, try it out, and put it down two minutes later
Then you complain about your life 'cause it ain't gettin' catered
Now whoever tries to call you on your bullshit's a hater?
You wanna succeed, you have to try; or one day you'll get older
And regret it all 'cause you can't provide
Your friends are lowlives, don't act surprised
Look, just cut the bad fruit off of the tree, make the sacrifice
Girls, stop actin' like you want a guy
With traits like Romeo - bitch, that's a fuckin' lie
You always talk about how every man's fake and you can't take it
And you want somethin' real - shut up, tramp, save it
Twice a week you put on your makeup and damn bracelets
And head to the club half-naked with your ass shakin'
Pullin' a lowlife nigga who claim he cash-makin'
'Til you let him hit and find out he work at the gas station
One of them niggas got you pregnant and you can't raise it
But you caused it, your actions made a fat statement
You want Romeo, then act patient
And stop frontin' like he in the club posted in the back waitin'
It's the club, where guys put on a new persona
After they get loaded with a few Corona's
They always shoutin' and wild out
With habits that very few condone of
Then they look for beautiful brainless bitches like you to bone 'em
Then when they leave you, you cry and cry
Talkin' about, "Oh my god, I can't find a guy
I've spent so many years and I've tried and tried
Why am I even on Earth? I should die!"
You want Romeo, you're not worthy
You're cock-thirsty, you're nasty and probably got herpes
Sometimes the secret to finding is to stop searching
Try a new formula, 'cause your last one's not working
The term "real nigga" is publicly used
And I need to know what it means, 'cause I'm fuckin' confused
Are you one for always bustin' your tool
With nothin' to lose and somethin' to prove
To homies up in your crew?
Is it because you're sellin' drugs to get loot
And brag about how you done been shot and stabbed
Like it's fun to be you?
But your life's a struggle, right, and you just hustlin' through?
Nah, you hamster-ass nigga, you just stuck in a loop
Man, why do black people gotta be the only ones who can't evolve?
'Cause you in the streets actin' like a neanderthal
It's clear you can't stand the law
You're lost as an abandoned dog
And all you're interested in is fightin', rappin' and basketball
I can't even fuck with you
'Cause if we out in public, you gon' get caught stealin' some shit
And get my ass in trouble, too
You'll get old and be nothin'
Livin' life in these streets, thuggin'
And starting shit with anybody mean-muggin'
Look at you, a real nigga, thinkin' your life's cool
Girls used to turn me down for guys who were like you
'Til you grab their heart and shove a spearhead right through
Then they regret it because it wasn't the right move
Your "real nigga" talk seems bogus
A real nigga don't brag about being real as long as he knows it
And his future doesn't seem hopeless
A real nigga stays out of jail, handles shit and he keeps focused
To all you rappers whose soul is out in the wrong
You inspired the issue I wrote about in this song
You go to prowl on the young who roam around in the slums
See, this is what happens when rap's overcrowded with bums
Hope the hour is long when I'm rollin' out with your tongue
The man above is my guide, you know the power is strong
All you menacin' freaks are only in it for cheese
And the mass-control limit was breached - fuck hip-hop
They only in it for cheese, and any eyewitness can see
They purposely makin' the innocent weak
My existence on this planet's for you, I ain't only here to benefit me
Yo, we need to make a change while there's still time
It is hard, and sometimes I struggle tryin' to reveal mine
I can guide you if you feel blind
I just need you to be willin' to journey into my ill mind
[Intro]
Cazzo fai oh che sei scemo?
Allora voglio ben sperare che mentre ascolti 'sta roba sei fatto sennò...
Sai chi è
[Verse]
L'Uomo senza bio
Combatto gli psichiatri: Super-io
Disinstallo Matrix, premo "Invio"
La tua tipa si tatua il nome mio
Sono un vero porco come "Seeee!"
Mangio da una ciotola ci sto sotto: botola
Quando rappo godono lei là sotto sbrodola
Scalcio questo mondo che rotola
Scrivo al Mc mangio al Mc epoca monotona
Faccio una canna che ti picchia
Non ti sei rotto la minchia?
La Felicità è di nicchia
Fosse per me me ne andrei in Nicaragua
Che qua è una bevuta e non dico mica acqua
Super-flow super-show bastardi vi supero
Non capisci ma guardi: SuperBowl mi fai un super-blow
Nuovo eroe "Super-boh" che ha solo nemici e 2 o 3 super-bro'
Puoi trovare la mia faccia antipatica
La mia voce t'imbocca a casa Arancia Meccanica
Freestyle-Life ogni giorno faccio pratica
Il male si radica emano energia pranica
Spacchi in teoria 'na merda nella pratica
Sbrigo 'sta pratica ti supero come la Pratica
Mi tatuo "Libertà" sulla natica mi faccio
Le "fhh" in barca passa una cartina nautica
Miscela arabica fottuta radical-chic
Nuda sul divano che fuma apatica
Non guardi la tele Rap-fanatica
"Vuoi solo scoparmi?" cazzo sei telepatica!
Il malvagio co-abita il disagio è il mio habitat
Ho in mano un accendino e abbraccio una tanica
Boom! Futuro esplosivo
Mi chiedi se esco? Mi chiedo se esco vivo
Dico cose da stampare in mente
Che ci vuoi fare il mondo sta male mente
La gente è infame non ci puoi fare niente
Oggi non c'ho voglia di fare niente manco fare niente
Rimando non risolvo i problemi ma li rimando
Sai dove vi mando dico: sticazzi dei consensi
Metti "Mi Piace" ma sti cazzi dei "Mi Piace" non pensi?
Vuol dire che fingi se ostenti
Solo con te stesso non menti
Non sto depresso, a momenti
Scemo te che ancora mi senti
Compra il mixtape "e se poi te ne penti?"
Porto l'ansia a spasso tipo cane
Come dico dico dico male non dico "amen"
Dico: meglio un nemico vero che un falso amico
Un falso amico è il triplo infame
Paranoia Nazionale gioco titolare
La vita è il libro che non so intitolare
Ti entro nelle orecchie tipo auricolare
Mi sento perso ma mi va personalità bipolare
Personal appena sveglio
E sta vita che non va va appena meglio
Stress come se piovesse per questo maledetto malessere
Non basterà un centro benessere
Ho una laurea in drammi anche questa passerà
Provo a rilassarmi con questa passera
Qualunque cosa dirai mi rimbalzerà
Scoppio quando faccio il botto uccido tutti kamikaze-Rap
Gioco duro Arsenal sto su due ragazze
Pazze in tacchi e calze te stai su Brazzers fra'
Sto provando a ammazzare il tempo
Ma so che tanto è il tempo che mi ammazzerà
Sticazzi quelli che soffrono stò chiuso come un cofano
Uso qualunque cosa mi offrono
Il più' fuori al microfono "sono io!" Come al citofono
Sei come me se sei nato male
Mi faccio i film, faccio tutto da solo: amatoriale
Rido questo Rap non c'ha senso
Sono tuo fan ma ti uccido: Charles Manson
Affanculo ok? andate lì non so cosa blateri
Sto scarico senza battery batteri devo combatterli
Apertitivo te lo metto in bocca: catering
Siete acari manco vi vedo fine del mondo intanto mi siedo
Credo in me prego un Dio ateo la tua è una guerra persa: Waterloo
Mondo iniquo non premia chi merita
Non premia chi evita di essere ambiguo
Ricerco il vero pensatore assiduo
Vita in debito zero credito residuo
Ho un' orchestra nella corteccia celebrale
Che fa festa scretcha per cerebrare la mia disfatta
La boccia di vodka mi stappa
Ti mando a cagare ti scappa
Congiunzione astrale
Se sei stato settimane mesi anni a impastare
Escluso te il mondo sta male
Io chiuso in me venitemi a stanare
Io sono un mito da sfatare
Cado a pezzi: scuola statale
E te sei come me se fumi perso
In rotta di collisione con l'universo
Per rilassarmi ne devo fare tre voglio solo fare rap
Non sai cos'è ma piglia male: Spread
Per questo mondo "The End"
Me la canto e me la suono: "The Band"
Fai entrare "E' Jesto!" nei Trend
Babe ci shalliamo fumo come uno sciamano
Non ci conosciamo ma ho già' la tua coscia in mano
Con nonchalance quando mi sveglio me ne vado
Non ho chance quando mi sveglio cado
Questo mondo alla fine è alquanto ingrato
Per contrappasso sto fumando tutto quanto il prato
Tutto 'sto disagio alla fine tanto lo pago
Penso le mie migliori rime quando cago
working hard never put my name in the success list everyone gets it but FedEx sent me the message, waking up for third shift man I'm feeling so restless eating lunch and dinner when i should be eating breakfast. never thought my life would get so low, maybe I should get this second job so I could be less broke maybe I should grow some balls and learn to start to play some shows but the last time I touched my guitar was quite some time ago..and honestly, I was never really into rap everything I'm hearing nowadays it all just sounds like crap even the song that's playing now is still somewhat kinda wack but music is music man so you know I'm all about that. education seems to be bit to forced saying it's the only source that I need real keys to open real doors, but I don't agree, they say just take some basic classes get your bachelor's but then you might as well just get your masters, so your saying that I go to school? Learn something I don't want to do? earn some college debt and add to my bill of union dues? sounds miserable ! and you know it's true I work with all these dudes who got degrees but yet their screwed, it's pitiful, sounds useless spending so much time in all those books with no improvement if I take a risk ima do it for music and if it all fails then ima write some new shit. at work is where this song was felt scanning all those box's moving up on the conveyor belt, sometimes I feel like Im about to melt it gets to hot I want to stop and yell I'm done doing this shit, I feel like I'm loosing it my heart belongs and should stay right by where the music is. I belong on the stage, where people are screamin and shoutin the guitars are rockin but instead I feel like some type of hopsin, with no intention for fame and not to fill my pockets but so that my job title May one day be an artist...
That was actually pretty dope if you didn't steal it from anywhere. If you made some raps on here I'd listen.
Thanks, yeah its something I wrote I'm working on getting some things recorded so be on the look out.
Subscribed yo.
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This shit is sick! I rap. It's my passion, my career. I put hard work into my music and can guarantee you I'm not you're average rapper. I'm inspired by Hopsin.
He's my role model and inspiration to write music. I'd appreciate it if you gave me a shot. Sub if you like what you hear! I covered this beat btw
im about to record my own little ill mind, gonna be a beast!
Maybe you kno of me . , the way i miss whats opening ,m how my poetry is so unquie ,. But its like im slowing things ,. Holding teams,. Accountable for the return too free thinking ,. Drowning in waves of knee deep defense ,. Puddles of clones of me in sequence creeping ,. Am i coming up on your ceiling ,. Am i grieving ,. Or reaching ,. Maybe im just teasing,. cuz when i catch a topic ,. Its all a show of speed ,. now the tops blown off,. leaking ,.
2:50 is my favorite part
BETA BERK BAYINDIR
Man, I hate rap, but if the shoe fits, wear it
I've become a freak of nature all the kids stare at
Who walk around bumpin' Raw with the shit blarin'
Saying "Fuck school!" and droppin' out like a miscarriage
I'm embarrassed and I'm ashamed
I played a part in this devilish game
Makin' your common sense perish
But I ain't takin' the full blame, ‘cause most of you chumps runnin' around here ain't never had strict parents
All of your brain cells rottin' from weed
You feelin' like if you ain't got it, life's not as complete
You havin' sex with every-motherfuckin'-body you see
With a past so dark that Satan'd jump out of his seat
But still you out in these streets, thinkin' you hot as can be
Without the knowledge to lead, so you just follow the sheep
Makin' sure your lame swag is all polished and clean
While your favorite rapper's like, "Yeah, he got it from me."
You been brainwashed by a fake life that you're used to livin'
When I say the word "fun," what do you envision?
Probably drinkin' and smokin' out with your crew and chillin'
With clueless women you tryin' to bang, bumpin' New Edition
Is that all you think life really is?
Well, if so, then you're a fuckin' idiot
I honestly feel like grabbing your head and hitting it
Matter of fact, you don't even deserve a brain - give me it!
Do you even have any goals
Aside from baggin' these hoes and packin' a bowl?
Well, let me guess - no
You're only in school because your parents make you go
When all you do is play beer pong and hang out with the bros
Yo, society's got you livin' for a whack cause
You're a fuckin' adult with no skills at all
You don't read any books or play ball
You don't draw - you literally do nothing at all!
Still you fiend for the glamorous fruits
You don't have, ‘cause you idolize rappers that do
And all they say is, "I got money and it's stacked to the roof."
And now you think that it's gon' magically just happen to you?
How? Your lazy ass don't commit to labor
You pick somethin' up, try it out, and put it down two minutes later
Then you complain about your life ‘cause it ain't gettin' catered
Now whoever tries to call you on your bullshit's a hater?
You wanna succeed, you have to try; or one day you'll get older
And regret it all ‘cause you can't provide
Your friends are lowlives, don't act surprised
Look, just cut the bad fruit off of the tree, make the sacrifice
[Verse 2]
Girls, stop actin' like you want a guy
With traits like Romeo - bitch, that's a fuckin' lie!
You always talk about how every man's fake and you can't take it
And you want somethin' real - shut up, tramp, save it!
Twice a week you put on your makeup and damn bracelets
And head to the club half-naked with your ass shakin'
Pullin' a lowlife nigga who claim he cash-makin'
'Til you let him hit and find out he work at the gas station
One of them niggas got you pregnant and you can't raise it
But you caused it, your actions made a fat statement
You want Romeo, then act patient
And stop frontin' like he in the club posted in the back waitin'
It's the club, where guys put on a new persona
After they get loaded with a few Corona's
They always shoutin' and wild out
With habits that very few condone of
Then they look for beautiful brainless bitches like you to bone 'em
Then when they leave you, you cry and cry
Talkin' about, "Oh my god, I can't find a guy!
I've spent so many years and I've tried and tried!
Why am I even on Earth? I should die!"
You want Romeo, you're not worthy
You're cock-thirsty, you're nasty and probably got herpes
Sometimes the secret to finding is to stop searching
Try a new formula, ‘cause your last one's not working
[Verse 3]
The term "real nigga" is publicly used
And I need to know what it means, ‘cause I'm fuckin' confused
Are you one for always bustin' your tool
With nothin' to lose and somethin' to prove
To homies up in your crew?
Is it because you're sellin' drugs to get loot
And brag about how you done been shot and stabbed
Like it's fun to be you?
But your life's a struggle, right, and you just hustlin' through?
Nah, you hamster-ass nigga, you just stuck in a loop
Man, why do black people gotta be the only ones who can't evolve? ‘Cause you in the streets actin' like a neanderthal
It's clear you can't stand the law
You're lost as an abandoned dog
And all you're interested in is fightin', rappin' and basketball
I can't even fuck with you
‘Cause if we out in public, you gon' get caught stealin' some shit, and get my ass in trouble, too
You'll get old and be nothin'
Livin' life in these streets, thuggin'
And starting shit with anybody mean-muggin'
Look at you, a real nigga, thinkin' your life's cool
Girls used to turn me down for guys who were like you
'Til you grab their heart and shove a spearhead right through
Then they regret it because it wasn't the right move
Your "real nigga" talk seems bogus
A real nigga don't brag about being real as long as he knows it
And his future doesn't seem hopeless
A real nigga stays out of jail, handles shit and he keeps focused
[Verse 4]
To all you rappers whose soul is out in the wrong
You inspired the issue I wrote about in this song
You go to prowl on the young who roam around in the slums
See, this is what happens when rap's overcrowded with bums
Hope the hour is long when I'm rollin' out with your tongue
The man above is my guide, you know the power is strong
All you menacin' freaks are only in it for cheese
And the mass-control limit was breached - fuck hip-hop!
They only in it for cheese, and any eyewitness can see
They purposely makin' the innocent weak
My existence on this planet's for you, I ain't only here to benefit me
Yo, we need to make a change while there's still time
It is hard, and sometimes I struggle tryin' to reveal mine
I can guide you if you feel blind
I just need you to be willin' to journey into my ill mind
dude, you didnt remake it with FL, i can hear him in the background, especially when he says "i should die" dont lie
Verse 1]
Man, I hate rap, but if the shoe fits, wear it
I've become a freak of nature all the kids stare at
Who walk around bumpin' Raw with the shit blarin'
Saying "Fuck school!" and droppin' out like a miscarriage
I'm embarrassed and I'm ashamed
I played a part in this devilish game
Makin' your common sense perish
But I ain't takin' the full blame, ‘cause most of you chumps runnin' around here ain't never had strict parents
All of your brain cells rottin' from weed
You feelin' like if you ain't got it, life's not as complete
You havin' sex with every-motherfuckin'-body you see
With a past so dark that Satan'd jump out of his seat
But still you out in these streets, thinkin' you hot as can be
Without the knowledge to lead, so you just follow the sheep
Makin' sure your lame swag is all polished and clean
While your favorite rapper's like, "Yeah, he got it from me."
You been brainwashed by a fake life that you're used to livin'
When I say the word "fun," what do you envision?
Probably drinkin' and smokin' out with your crew and chillin'
With clueless women you tryin' to bang, bumpin' New Edition
Is that all you think life really is?
Well, if so, then you're a fuckin' idiot
I honestly feel like grabbing your head and hitting it
Matter of fact, you don't even deserve a brain - give me it!
Do you even have any goals
Aside from baggin' these hoes and packin' a bowl?
Well, let me guess - no
You're only in school because your parents make you go
When all you do is play beer pong and hang out with the bros
Yo, society's got you livin' for a whack cause
You're a fuckin' adult with no skills at all
You don't read any books or play ball
You don't draw - you literally do nothing at all!
Still you fiend for the glamorous fruits
You don't have, ‘cause you idolize rappers that do
And all they say is, "I got money and it's stacked to the roof."
And now you think that it's gon' magically just happen to you?
How? Your lazy ass don't commit to labor
You pick somethin' up, try it out, and put it down two minutes later
Then you complain about your life ‘cause it ain't gettin' catered
Now whoever tries to call you on your bullshit's a hater?
You wanna succeed, you have to try; or one day you'll get older
And regret it all ‘cause you can't provide
Your friends are lowlives, don't act surprised
Look, just cut the bad fruit off of the tree, make the sacrifice
Verse 2]
Girls, stop actin' like you want a guy
With traits like Romeo - bitch, that's a fuckin' lie!
You always talk about how every man's fake and you can't take it
And you want somethin' real - shut up, tramp, save it!
Twice a week you put on your makeup and damn bracelets
And head to the club half-naked with your ass shakin'
Pullin' a lowlife nigga who claim he cash-makin'
'Til you let him hit and find out he work at the gas station
One of them niggas got you pregnant and you can't raise it
But you caused it, your actions made a fat statement
You want Romeo, then act patient
And stop frontin' like he in the club posted in the back waitin'
It's the club, where guys put on a new persona
After they get loaded with a few Corona's
They always shoutin' and wild out
With habits that very few condone of
Then they look for beautiful brainless bitches like you to bone 'em
Then when they leave you, you cry and cry
Talkin' about, "Oh my god, I can't find a guy!
I've spent so many years and I've tried and tried!
Why am I even on Earth? I should die!"
You want Romeo, you're not worthy
You're cock-thirsty, you're nasty and probably got herpes
Sometimes the secret to finding is to stop searching
Try a new formula, ‘cause your last one's not working
Man, I hate rap, but if the shoe fits, wear it
I've become a freak of nature all the kids stare at
Who walk around bumpin' Raw with the shit blarin'
Saying "Fuck school!" and droppin' out like a miscarriage
I'm embarrassed and I'm ashamed
I played a part in this devilish game
Makin' your common sense perish
But I ain't takin' the full blame
'Cause most of you chumps runnin' around here ain't never had strict parents
All of your brain cells rottin' from weed
You feelin' like if you ain't got it, life's not as complete
You havin' sex with every-motherfuckin'-body you see
With a past so dark that Satan'd jump out of his seat
But still you out in these streets, thinkin' you hot as can be
Without the knowledge to lead, so you just follow the sheep
Makin' sure your lame swag is all polished and clean
While your favorite rapper's like, "Yeah, he got it from me"
You been brainwashed by a fake life that you're used to livin'
When I say the word "fun," what do you envision?
Probably drinkin' and smokin' out with your crew and chillin'
With clueless women you tryin' to bang, bumpin' New Edition
Is that all you think life really is?
Well, if so, then you're a fuckin' idiot
I honestly feel like grabbing your head and hitting it
Matter of fact, you don't even deserve a brain - give me it!
Do you even have any goals
Aside from baggin' these hoes and packin' a bowl?
Well, let me guess - no
You're only in school because your parents make you go
When all you do is play beer pong and hang out with the bros
Yo, society's got you livin' for a whack cause
You're a fuckin' adult with no skills at all
You don't read any books or play ball
You don't draw
They pick up paying attention to or talking about the danger of nuclear war and nuclear winter, then put it down two minutes later. Not working to help prevent doom (including by contributing to crucial efforts to get nw/w danger mentioned more in conversation), could regret that in the future because you can't provide...
Man, I hate rap, but if the shoe fits, wear it
I've become a freak of nature all the kids stare at
Who walk around bumpin' Raw with the shit blarin'
Saying "Fuck school!" and droppin' out like a miscarriage
I'm embarrassed and I'm ashamed
I played a part in this devilish game
Makin' your common sense perish
But I ain't takin' the full blame, 'cause most of you chumps runnin' around here
Ain't never had strict parents
All of your brain cells rottin' from weed
You feelin' like if you ain't got it, life's not as complete
You havin' sex with every-motherfuckin'-body you see
With a past so dark that Satan'd jump out of his seat
But still you out in these streets, thinkin' you hot as can be
Without the knowledge to lead, so you just follow the sheep
Makin' sure your lame swag is all polished and clean
While your favorite rapper's like, "Yeah, he got it from me"
You been brainwashed by a fake life that you're used to livin'
When I say the word "fun," what do you envision?
Probably drinkin' and smokin' out with your crew and chillin'
With clueless women you tryin' to bang, bumpin' New Edition
Is that all you think life really is?
Well, if so, then you're a fuckin' idiot
I honestly feel like grabbing your head and hitting it
Matter of fact, you don't even deserve a brain - give me it
Do you even have any goals
Aside from baggin' these hoes and packin' a bowl?
Well, let me guess - no
You're only in school because your parents make you go
When all you do is play beer pong and hang out with the bros
Yo, society's got you livin' for a whack cause
You're a fuckin' adult with no skills at all
You don't read any books or play ball
You don't draw - you literally do nothing at all
Still you fiend for the glamorous fruits
You don't have, 'cause you idolize rappers that do
And all they say is, "I got money and it's stacked to the roof."
And now you think that it's gon' magically just happen to you?
How? Your lazy ass don't commit to labor
You pick somethin' up, try it out, and put it down two minutes later
Then you complain about your life 'cause it ain't gettin' catered
Now whoever tries to call you on your bullshit's a hater?
You wanna succeed, you have to try; or one day you'll get older
And regret it all 'cause you can't provide
Your friends are lowlives, don't act surprised
Look, just cut the bad fruit off of the tree, make the sacrifice
Girls, stop actin' like you want a guy
With traits like Romeo - bitch, that's a fuckin' lie
You always talk about how every man's fake and you can't take it
And you want somethin' real - shut up, tramp, save it
Twice a week you put on your makeup and damn bracelets
And head to the club half-naked with your ass shakin'
Pullin' a lowlife nigga who claim he cash-makin'
'Til you let him hit and find out he work at the gas station
One of them niggas got you pregnant and you can't raise it
But you caused it, your actions made a fat statement
You want Romeo, then act patient
And stop frontin' like he in the club posted in the back waitin'
It's the club, where guys put on a new persona
After they get loaded with a few Corona's
They always shoutin' and wild out
With habits that very few condone of
Then they look for beautiful brainless bitches like you to bone 'em
Then when they leave you, you cry and cry
Talkin' about, "Oh my god, I can't find a guy
I've spent so many years and I've tried and tried
Why am I even on Earth? I should die!"
You want Romeo, you're not worthy
You're cock-thirsty, you're nasty and probably got herpes
Sometimes the secret to finding is to stop searching
Try a new formula, 'cause your last one's not working
The term "real nigga" is publicly used
And I need to know what it means, 'cause I'm fuckin' confused
Are you one for always bustin' your tool
With nothin' to lose and somethin' to prove
To homies up in your crew?
Is it because you're sellin' drugs to get loot
And brag about how you done been shot and stabbed
Like it's fun to be you?
But your life's a struggle, right, and you just hustlin' through?
Nah, you hamster-ass nigga, you just stuck in a loop
Man, why do black people gotta be the only ones who can't evolve?
'Cause you in the streets actin' like a neanderthal
It's clear you can't stand the law
You're lost as an abandoned dog
And all you're interested in is fightin', rappin' and basketball
I can't even fuck with you
'Cause if we out in public, you gon' get caught stealin' some shit
And get my ass in trouble, too
You'll get old and be nothin'
Livin' life in these streets, thuggin'
And starting shit with anybody mean-muggin'
Look at you, a real nigga, thinkin' your life's cool
Girls used to turn me down for guys who were like you
'Til you grab their heart and shove a spearhead right through
Then they regret it because it wasn't the right move
Your "real nigga" talk seems bogus
A real nigga don't brag about being real as long as he knows it
And his future doesn't seem hopeless
A real nigga stays out of jail, handles shit and he keeps focused
To all you rappers whose soul is out in the wrong
You inspired the issue I wrote about in this song
You go to prowl on the young who roam around in the slums
See, this is what happens when rap's overcrowded with bums
Hope the hour is long when I'm rollin' out with your tongue
The man above is my guide, you know the power is strong
All you menacin' freaks are only in it for cheese
And the mass-control limit was breached - fuck hip-hop
They only in it for cheese, and any eyewitness can see
They purposely makin' the innocent weak
My existence on this planet's for you, I ain't only here to benefit me
Yo, we need to make a change while there's still time
It is hard, and sometimes I struggle tryin' to reveal mine
I can guide you if you feel blind
I just need you to be willin' to journey into my ill mind
"Ill Mind Of Hopsin 5"
Man, I hate rap, but if the shoe fits, wear it
I've become a freak of nature all the kids stare at
Who walk around bumpin' Raw with the shit blarin'
Saying "Fuck school!" and droppin' out like a miscarriage
I'm embarrassed and I'm ashamed
I played a part in this devilish game
Makin' your common sense perish
But I ain't takin' the full blame, 'cause most of you chumps runnin' around here
Ain't never had strict parents
All of your brain cells rottin' from weed
You feelin' like if you ain't got it, life's not as complete
You havin' sex with every-motherfuckin'-body you see
With a past so dark that Satan'd jump out of his seat
But still you out in these streets, thinkin' you hot as can be
Without the knowledge to lead, so you just follow the sheep
Makin' sure your lame swag is all polished and clean
While your favorite rapper's like, "Yeah, he got it from me"
You been brainwashed by a fake life that you're used to livin'
When I say the word "fun," what do you envision?
Probably drinkin' and smokin' out with your crew and chillin'
With clueless women you tryin' to bang, bumpin' New Edition
Is that all you think life really is?
Well, if so, then you're a fuckin' idiot
I honestly feel like grabbing your head and hitting it
Matter of fact, you don't even deserve a brain - give me it
Do you even have any goals
Aside from baggin' these hoes and packin' a bowl?
Well, let me guess - no
You're only in school because your parents make you go
When all you do is play beer pong and hang out with the bros
Yo, society's got you livin' for a whack cause
You're a fuckin' adult with no skills at all
You don't read any books or play ball
You don't draw - you literally do nothing at all
Still you fiend for the glamorous fruits
You don't have, 'cause you idolize rappers that do
And all they say is, "I got money and it's stacked to the roof."
And now you think that it's gon' magically just happen to you?
How? Your lazy ass don't commit to labor
You pick somethin' up, try it out, and put it down two minutes later
Then you complain about your life 'cause it ain't gettin' catered
Now whoever tries to call you on your bullshit's a hater?
You wanna succeed, you have to try; or one day you'll get older
And regret it all 'cause you can't provide
Your friends are lowlives, don't act surprised
Look, just cut the bad fruit off of the tree, make the sacrifice
Girls, stop actin' like you want a guy
With traits like Romeo - bitch, that's a fuckin' lie
You always talk about how every man's fake and you can't take it
And you want somethin' real - shut up, tramp, save it
Twice a week you put on your makeup and damn bracelets
And head to the club half-naked with your ass shakin'
Pullin' a lowlife nigga who claim he cash-makin'
'Til you let him hit and find out he work at the gas station
One of them niggas got you pregnant and you can't raise it
But you caused it, your actions made a fat statement
You want Romeo, then act patient
And stop frontin' like he in the club posted in the back waitin'
It's the club, where guys put on a new persona
After they get loaded with a few Corona's
They always shoutin' and wild out
With habits that very few condone of
Then they look for beautiful brainless bitches like you to bone 'em
Then when they leave you, you cry and cry
Talkin' about, "Oh my god, I can't find a guy
I've spent so many years and I've tried and tried
Why am I even on Earth? I should die!"
You want Romeo, you're not worthy
You're cock-thirsty, you're nasty and probably got herpes
Sometimes the secret to finding is to stop searching
Try a new formula, 'cause your last one's not working
The term "real nigga" is publicly used
And I need to know what it means, 'cause I'm fuckin' confused
Are you one for always bustin' your tool
With nothin' to lose and somethin' to prove
To homies up in your crew?
Is it because you're sellin' drugs to get loot
And brag about how you done been shot and stabbed
Like it's fun to be you?
But your life's a struggle, right, and you just hustlin' through?
Nah, you hamster-ass nigga, you just stuck in a loop
Man, why do black people gotta be the only ones who can't evolve?
'Cause you in the streets actin' like a neanderthal
It's clear you can't stand the law
You're lost as an abandoned dog
And all you're interested in is fightin', rappin' and basketball
I can't even fuck with you
'Cause if we out in public, you gon' get caught stealin' some shit
And get my ass in trouble, too
You'll get old and be nothin'
Livin' life in these streets, thuggin'
And starting shit with anybody mean-muggin'
Look at you, a real nigga, thinkin' your life's cool
Girls used to turn me down for guys who were like you
'Til you grab their heart and shove a spearhead right through
Then they regret it because it wasn't the right move
Your "real nigga" talk seems bogus
A real nigga don't brag about being real as long as he knows it
And his future doesn't seem hopeless
A real nigga stays out of jail, handles shit and he keeps focused
To all you rappers whose soul is out in the wrong
You inspired the issue I wrote about in this song
You go to prowl on the young who roam around in the slums
See, this is what happens when rap's overcrowded with bums
Hope the hour is long when I'm rollin' out with your tongue
The man above is my guide, you know the power is strong
All you menacin' freaks are only in it for cheese
And the mass-control limit was breached - fuck hip-hop
They only in it for cheese, and any eyewitness can see
They purposely makin' the innocent weak
My existence on this planet's for you, I ain't only here to benefit me
Yo, we need to make a change while there's still time
It is hard, and sometimes I struggle tryin' to reveal mine
I can guide you if you feel blind
I just need you to be willin' to journey into my ill mind
Man, I hate rap, but if the shoe fits, wear it
I've become a freak of nature all the kids stare at
Who walk around bumpin' Raw with the shit blarin'
Saying "Fuck school!" and droppin' out like a miscarriage
I'm embarrassed and I'm ashamed
I played a part in this devilish game
Makin' your common sense perish
But I ain't takin' the full blame, 'cause most of you chumps runnin' around here
Ain't never had strict parents
All of your brain cells rottin' from weed
You feelin' like if you ain't got it, life's not as complete
You havin' sex with every-motherfuckin'-body you see
With a past so dark that Satan'd jump out of his seat
But still you out in these streets, thinkin' you hot as can be
Without the knowledge to lead, so you just follow the sheep
Makin' sure your lame swag is all polished and clean
While your favorite rapper's like, "Yeah, he got it from me"
You been brainwashed by a fake life that you're used to livin'
When I say the word "fun," what do you envision?
Probably drinkin' and smokin' out with your crew and chillin'
With clueless women you tryin' to bang, bumpin' New Edition
Is that all you think life really is?
Well, if so, then you're a fuckin' idiot
I honestly feel like grabbing your head and hitting it
Matter of fact, you don't even deserve a brain - give me it
Do you even have any goals
Aside from baggin' these hoes and packin' a bowl?
Well, let me guess - no
You're only in school because your parents make you go
When all you do is play beer pong and hang out with the bros
Yo, society's got you livin' for a whack cause
You're a fuckin' adult with no skills at all
You don't read any books or play ball
You don't draw - you literally do nothing at all
Still you fiend for the glamorous fruits
You don't have, 'cause you idolize rappers that do
And all they say is, "I got money and it's stacked to the roof."
And now you think that it's gon' magically just happen to you?
How? Your lazy ass don't commit to labor
You pick somethin' up, try it out, and put it down two minutes later
Then you complain about your life 'cause it ain't gettin' catered
Now whoever tries to call you on your bullshit's a hater?
You wanna succeed, you have to try; or one day you'll get older
And regret it all 'cause you can't provide
Your friends are lowlives, don't act surprised
Look, just cut the bad fruit off of the tree, make the sacrifice
Girls, stop actin' like you want a guy
With traits like Romeo - bitch, that's a fuckin' lie
You always talk about how every man's fake and you can't take it
And you want somethin' real - shut up, tramp, save it
Twice a week you put on your makeup and damn bracelets
And head to the club half-naked with your ass shakin'
Pullin' a lowlife nigga who claim he cash-makin'
'Til you let him hit and find out he work at the gas station
One of them niggas got you pregnant and you can't raise it
But you caused it, your actions made a fat statement
You want Romeo, then act patient
And stop frontin' like he in the club posted in the back waitin'
It's the club, where guys put on a new persona
After they get loaded with a few Corona's
They always shoutin' and wild out
With habits that very few condone of
Then they look for beautiful brainless bitches like you to bone 'em
Then when they leave you, you cry and cry
Talkin' about, "Oh my god, I can't find a guy
I've spent so many years and I've tried and tried
Why am I even on Earth? I should die!"
You want Romeo, you're not worthy
You're cock-thirsty, you're nasty and probably got herpes
Sometimes the secret to finding is to stop searching
Try a new formula, 'cause your last one's not working
The term "real nigga" is publicly used
And I need to know what it means, 'cause I'm fuckin' confused
Are you one for always bustin' your tool
With nothin' to lose and somethin' to prove
To homies up in your crew?
Is it because you're sellin' drugs to get loot
And brag about how you done been shot and stabbed
Like it's fun to be you?
But your life's a struggle, right, and you just hustlin' through?
Nah, you hamster-ass nigga, you just stuck in a loop
Man, why do black people gotta be the only ones who can't evolve?
'Cause you in the streets actin' like a neanderthal
It's clear you can't stand the law
You're lost as an abandoned dog
And all you're interested in is fightin', rappin' and basketball
I can't even fuck with you
'Cause if we out in public, you gon' get caught stealin' some shit
And get my ass in trouble, too
You'll get old and be nothin'
Livin' life in these streets, thuggin'
And starting shit with anybody mean-muggin'
Look at you, a real nigga, thinkin' your life's cool
Girls used to turn me down for guys who were like you
'Til you grab their heart and shove a spearhead right through
Then they regret it because it wasn't the right move
Your "real nigga" talk seems bogus
A real nigga don't brag about being real as long as he knows it
And his future doesn't seem hopeless
A real nigga stays out of jail, handles shit and he keeps focused
To all you rappers whose soul is out in the wrong
You inspired the issue I wrote about in this song
You go to prowl on the young who roam around in the slums
See, this is what happens when rap's overcrowded with bums
Hope the hour is long when I'm rollin' out with your tongue
The man above is my guide, you know the power is strong
All you menacin' freaks are only in it for cheese
And the mass-control limit was breached - fuck hip-hop
They only in it for cheese, and any eyewitness can see
They purposely makin' the innocent weak
My existence on this planet's for you, I ain't only here to benefit me
Yo, we need to make a change while there's still time
It is hard, and sometimes I struggle tryin' to reveal mine
I can guide you if you feel blind
I just need you to be willin' to journey into my ill mind
I'm asking can I get some feedback on this it would help thanks
Since I was younger I never did Wat I was told
Gave a chill when I was round cuz I was so cold
Was a mean lil kid dat was how I rolled
Now I'm 14 with a sick sad soul
Never cared about Wat anybody had to say
Got in trouble for callin a troubled kid gay
But when he doubled with troubled kids who did Wat they may
They all looked at me with a disturbing puzzled gaze
But when I looked back there gaze never seemed to faze
It was like I was trapped in a dark maze with sick rays and fish flays I was tazzed and woke up in a daze and was I was dead for days
work on your spelling abit
ILL Mind Of Gary Wise
Life is taken me in so many directions, with denial and misperceptions on my journey,
In matter of seconds it only takes , to listen pessimistic viewed perceptions immaturely
I haven’t had too many blessings , just a lot of criticism from people give more objections than attorney,
Because I’m an exception for their insecurities, mentally they’re impressions on me, thinks affects me personally.
Young mid twenty years olds , if not mouthy teenagers thinking they’re hard , want to make
few statements and be bold for their disregard for others pedestrians
Driving a car, after listing to the fake shit they’re sold , but rarely get charged
For recklessness idiotic irresponsible behaviour , yet do they care , No
Not until few months or years later
When somebody’s lying in hospital comatose put In by a stranger , who’s eighteen years old not being rational and logical, so grossing roads can be more safer
All The reasons for why there is climate change, because as humans we remain
Selfish and we don’t even try to hide it
But still complain about our life’s instead of trying to refrain from mocking someone else’s like to keep it private,
to satisfy an ego and feel entertained,
Because to do that nowadays you don’t need a brain , just somebody to follow, subscribe and
like it, people are fucking lame,
Lame like artificial arm with no muscle movement , none of these
Lefties gone woke aren't sly or subtle enough to include inducement,
None of then can put the pieces together in this puzzle, to people like me
It’s all confusing ,we don’t want them to be including us in Hundred & something gender nonsense,
in our own skin we’re comfortable , plus it’s simple biology that’s doesn’t need to be proven,
Recently I got called a tool, for nailing it on her with the truth ,I wasn’t trying to be cruel nor
was it my intention give this girl some verbal abuse , I was just the fuel to already lit fuse ,
When I told her I ain’t fool, I do read the news , to know it’s not cool without any evidence to accuse,
anyone of anything when all media dose distort the truth. Life is pretty chaotic and its getting worser by the day , keyboard warriors are triggered by getting hot the topic ,
but won’t have the guts go out in public to say, things to anybody’s face , not like some psychotic nut job finding a way ,
to make evil beings acceptable in society to be ionic, because these leftists bastards think it’s okay
Children should be in the firing line , this fucking catastrophic All kids want to do is go outside to play
Look how ironic is that, I’m not a religious man, but for them I do pray
Fuck all those type of cosmetic surgeons for trying to play God They worsen each child’s life to make them feel odd
Defund these people, then make them lose they’re job
Any child is not burden, parents these days selfishly want to push and prod
Their sons or daughters , turn into a little person
Robbed from they’re childhood, too be created as a better version
Of themselves , this way of thinking is Ludacris, yet stupidity in this generation
seems to be the new smart , what we’ve learned seems useless , who needs a heart ,
We can’t even be to ruthless ,
according to Snowflakes that pick, break and take apart Anything they set they’re eyes on as arrogantly believe people like of you and me clueless,
but they can’t spend all day try to keep us in the dark .Nothing is gonna stop us from exposing the naked truth like a nudist.
We don’t their explanation We already left our mark. The world isn’t changing for the better , it’s all fabricated to please despicable people
purposely making the rest of society feel incapacitated ,The want to be cynical and deem our losses exaggerated
Subliminal messages that are being send to us For a materialistic lifestyle that’s allocated to
To distract us from our principles,
the government don’t want us to talk about how water is contaminated,
It’s easier and typical for everyone to fall in line , rather than get aggravated, usually without reason our efforts are rescindable ,
if the people in charge or forced to be
Abdicated. They want you and me to be miserable ,
so they dived us into groups for a problematic course become more exacerbated
But if you don’t agree and I don’t want to be divided by a shady system , your called names and labelled for refusing to abide and listen ,
they will get you to visualise a mental prison , if they’re plan of corruption is compromised ,
I mean who is better to play the victim ?
Is it them or is it us ? a politician can’t hide the amount of lies that’s put citizens in awkwardly unfair position.
How about I just subscribe and when I get a reminder, I'll be sure to check out your music. Doing my own thing at the moment and I want to see your shit, because if you made this instrumental, you obviously have real fuckin talent.
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Awesome job on the remake! Phenomenal work
È Jesto.
2020 ?😁
Oğuz solmaz namıdeğer flowart
haters gonna hate. if i was able to create this instrumental from that song id be promoting it everywhere. this is a rappers dream to be able to create their own version of the song. love it.
Honestly, man, I just hate rap. Oh, well. If the shoe fits, wear it.
the draftexpress ost
I don't get why people would assume you didn't remake it. It is clearly distinguishable from the original. Only a deaf person or moron couldn't tell the difference.
Clean
Jesus Christ died/ He died for you and me/ Took us from darkness, now we're light, now we're free/ Can't you see that if you just had the faith you could be like Peter, and walk on the sea/ I'm done smokin tree/ It only confused me and weakened my knees/ I beggin you please/ Reconsider what you believe cause these wolves are out here just spreadin disease/ Smiles on their faces as they cut into your spirit like swiss cheeese/
Yo this song had a good message but the beat I wanna test it Lemme teach you all a new life lesson you think Hopsin doesn't put dissin in his spitting just try to grab some attention naw that's full his intentions plus in an interview he said he didn't cuss as much but it's like the F* bomb is the only word I'm hearing It's the right direction for you all I'm tryna steer in Cuz it's God not the illuminati that people should be fearing Go to my channel new Christian Rapper hope you all adhere it
take a second or two mayb more and jus think
of how this is gunna sound when i thunder in
bolted from the gods desciple and a half-blood
im only 19 on the prowl jus wishin that i can have some,
success and glory from from my motivated iller mind
fuck prison i envisioned to be at the first place position when i hit the finish line
culinary motive cooking up mixtapes
hit play on youtube instrumentals n cut thick to inflict pain
(Start of an english project.)
I Hate class
But i can do without swearin'
may take alotta crap, its scary like they're all glarin
Stay at the back
rhyme yourself a couple raps
take the time to face the facts
Im Dope n i aint fakin that
Paced like a flash
definitely movin fast
verbally im tight as smack
n aced the match in case you ask... all i got so far
, ghost with a killer flow yea ill get on of line maybe just sometimes
but whats real im talking about life like get it right trying live it the right way
doing crazy shit will get you kill dont try and be ill showing off that would get you got
dam head blown off... it may not be good just tryed to add to wat you put
man i love rap/but not the bullshit it semms/not not wack shitt thats brainwashing everyteen/im a teen my self so put away that yolo scene/does your life feel complete/how dinking smoeking every week/im embarrassed the way my generation is perished n to beleive that we had a lil life that we onced cherished
Take the 2 channels and invert one of them. Voice tracks are typically recorded one a single track so it's the same thing for the Left and Right channel. By inverting one of the channels you cancel out anything that might be the same (the vocals). It's not perfect and usually sounds like crap. The guy who made this completely redid the song he didn't just remove the vocals.
YO I HAVE LISTENED TO ALL OF THEM YOURS IS BEST it gets staticy after 1 20 but thats okay jus keep doin your shit and progressing and learning if yu cud tho will you try to take the static out i would like to rap on this beat thank you my rap name is HUNTER HADLEY
dude in all realness hes tryna get it through to my gens stupid fucking mind that what they are doing is total trash and making people feel really bad. You cant comfort people like that and give them excueses from that they are doing you need to be really harsh. Im just saying.
nice comeback, your spelling, intelligence and attitude are the reason you can't enjoy well written lyrics and are most likely failing at life. I detect some jelousy of there spelling and ability to put coherant insults together.
this just the real song that has had the vocals taken out of it. You can tell by the robotic sound in the background left from splitting the speakers into mono and inverting the soundwaves. so not really a remake like 90% of the remakes on youtube.
it just went Perfectly with the lyrics (Y)
i just tried it :D
It's good practice and can be a way for feedback. Nobody gives a fuck if you read them or not. But true fans the lyrical part of rap will. Everybody has a voice.
Anything someone is gonna try and write on here is not gonna come close to comparing to the lyicalism that Hopsin throws at you throught this entire song
Haha are you serious its damn clear you didnt remake the beat you just lowered the vocals. you can clearly tell at 2:16 when the music pauses.
dude u just got the song and tried to mute hopsin out...u didnt really make the beat man but nice try, u had me fooled for a minute there hahaha
I wrote it on paper, there are wway to many words to write in a comment, plus i dont believe in writing lyrics, its all about how you say it.
hey bud i checked out your flows! pretty damn good bro! keep it up! check mine when you get a minute :) just go to my channel
Why are white kids and Indians the best producers nowadays? Not relevant to this particularly, but it stirred my thoughts.
what's the instrument int he very beginning that starts high, than drops, and raises slightly? 0:01 - 0:05 )
0:23 I think I heard hopsin rapping at near mute levels
yeah dude i hate youtube rap comments but that actualy makes sense good on you keep it up dude
listen bro im a give you the benefit of the doubt and let you think you know who your talkin to
Where can I find the fucking guitar?!?!?!
Here we go, THIS is the real instrumental, thanks man!
No disrespect but why would we put you in the titles of are song if hopsin made the beat?
God Damn. Noone in these comments actually has bars.
your a goon, hes imitating the white boy that says that at the start of some dj'd songs
My mind is running in circles trying to figure out my next move
For whatever reason I just can't seem to find my groove
But when I write I feel like majin buu releasing some of this fume
While I just sit in class learning about the product of two
arrows , Dot
While writing this ink blot
Trying to diagnose myself in something that I got caught
Makes me feel alive like I'm about to trot
I don't want to start something and put it down
I just want to find where throne is just to receive a crown
The more I run the more confused I am
I feel like I'm in a shell of a clam
While I can't put together my own fam
These voices start appearing more and more each day
How come they don't ever fucking fade
Even while I write this verse
I feel like I'm in some sort of curse
Meanwhile I'm trying to figure out how to be first
Am I in the right lane
But I don't want fame
Just want to be proud from where I came
I'm not looking to be the same
Not looking to be different either
Everywhere I look all I see is a different deciever
In a world run by money it seems to be all I need
If not how am I going to be able to feed
While everyone else just seems to be trying to suck the life of my next seed
In this world that we live in I just want to be freed
Every time I feel the sense of greed
I just begun to teeth
Just keep losing loved ones
One by one , while I'm just trying to have fun
I wake up every morning and look at the sun
wondering is this all I'll ever get done
Am I really going to be just a shun
But I've heard that before
While I write this, all I dream of are tours
Why do I feel like I'm the cure
Am I wrong for feeling this way
Or is it just another voice that someone else is thinking throughout their day
How are these thoughts reaching me
I feel like Dexter getting annoyed by his sister Dee Dee
Is that corny or is that good
I don't even know myself, take a pick
Everyone's telling me what to do I'm starting to feel fucking sick
Listening to everyone else's opinions
Mean while all I want to do is see canyons
Never been the type to go around fanning
When I hear everyone else doing it I just want to say can it
I hate bragging
However there's no other way I feel like I won this game of tagging
These so called rappers talk about money and guns while they're sagging
But when I look deeper
I feel like I understand almost as if this craft is mine and I'm just a creeper
Why am I in the mix of this seether
Every night I wake up with fever
I can't sleep pretending I want to make everyone else proud
When I want to do it for myself and not just for some crowd
I've never tried this before
Is this the correct detour?
I feel like all eyes are on this creature
Did I come from a lab
Sorry for the loss of the train of thought
im just trying to get a tab
On the witch
that left me here alone
in this ditch
Is this the right tone?
Trying to think of who wrote out this master plan
Everyday building my body to be shown when I don't even want to get tan
What did I get myself into
At least let me know if you understand my words too
This is not what I want to do to get food
Why does it make me feel so fucking good
Or am I oil in water feeling crude
This is all I can do to at least
To make myself feel soothed
I don't know myself hopefully I'll know soon
I just don't want to look like some sort of bafoon
Don't want to feel like a lune
Anymore , society making me feel I'm un-prized
Feel like I can't let it go have too much pride
I feel like I'm on to something, need someone to let me know and stick by my side
All I see is that I'm the demonic tide
Meanwhile I'm trying to help others confide
And make sure that they too have flied
Look into external rhyme And a minimum of 4 syllable rhyme schemes. It should help your sound
This shit is dope bra can i use it...??..tho am from Africa
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The Syckist Of Vylans
You understand Funkk Volume is Hopsins thing right smh dawg your dissin the creator
You did a good job, mate!
LEARN HOW TO RAP SOME OF U COULDN'T RAP IF THE BEST RAPPER WROTE THE SHIT FOR YOU
I don't rap in comments. I actually make videos. That's what they should do.
I'm a ten year old rapper I think it's fun gives me lot of laughter I'm kinda a battler just standing hear with no fear waiting for some one to try me with a steer I'm just a normal boy no drugs no beer
If you love hip-hop enough, stick with it kid. Music is a living, breathing thing, and shit like lyricism takes time. If you love a genre of music enough then practice and educate yourself about it, if people criticize then build off of it. Take care.
I just turned eleven and got my own rap studio in my room
And thanks for the support that really helps me and trust me I won't stop I'm making a rapping channel
+R.B.X Gaming Do what makes you happy, dude. Practice and studying music goes a long way, I think you'll be alright. Keep writing, maybe you'll become a huge star someday.