haha thats right, this is epic in the spot, makin the south alittle more hot, wit this perfected styled beat, got no gat just my fist holdin down these streets, got a punch or punchline for everything, everybody knows me, this is the confrontation of a real g, and i rep where im from and thats u need to know, now i need to go
Eyes closing, refusing to watch the streets as the blood at my feet tells the stories of the ones who beat. the answers outta me, so please-retreat, dont wanna make you scream-the creed-ya its the way its gotta be.
with any means even if it means bringing it to the streets & do so through the beat so i can finally be light on my feet let's greet change together & witness the speed breath expelling defeat intent on gaining my dreams awake but in a subconcious state graced with intuition the logic's been self explained knowledge let it be relayed rewind the message has been sent & tomorrow is another day..
It's time to set a side Souls are screamin spirits are creepin people are leavin majestically feelings of torment and demons uphold a track of "Without Reason" will hit you in the stomach breatheless You'll just be coughin and wheezin We think it's okay But yet we're so weak Diversions of ignorance make me weep
I awake in the night I can feel a presence of some vibe But I know it's testing me I can feel dreainess in my eyes It asks me are you up for testin your pride But I realize It's like givin me a blade for suicide
ya'll wanna test this brain, well here comes tha rain, feel my pain, all my days go by, time spent in vain, searching for something i'll never find, a purpose to all my mistakes,yet never afraid when i'm faced with my own grave, this life in shame i don't wanna face this judgment, god gave only to be betrayed, and all those that prayed with be saved and we'll be burnt in flame,tha time has come for tha end is near,lifes full of suspense but it never made sense, y repent only to b lost again!!
Yo. You are the dopest producer I've heard here thus far. I'm hyped on your work. If you heard my shit, you might just be convinced to work with me. Your beats, my rhymes. That'd be quite an event bruh. Get at me.
when confrontations start escalatin bottles get to breakin over heads pistols start drawin n out comes lead leavin bodies on the floor dead this is how it is for the street cred, peep this, muthafuckin game in ya ear steer ya life elsewear or a swear you gon leave in a box outta here i see a hustler when i look in the mirror, my heart beats no fear all eyes on me ready to die without a reasonable doubt this a documetary of the what the streets all about
Its Like Im Blind, He Wants 2 Give Me Da Eye Man, Ill Make Him Frenz Wid Da Clouds In Da Sky N I Dnt Care If Hes Gt Shanks N Straps Call Me Ja-Rule, Da Way I'll Make It Clap Bak Make It Clap Bak, Gt Da Strap, In My Back Pack Mite Let It Splat, If He Tries 2 Chat Crap Mite Turn Bad, N Giv Him Dis N Dat Das Wat U Get, Wen U Wana Bak Chat
This is how it happened i was up in the club everybody showin love, for the goons n thugs we was gettin high n i had a good buzz i didn't no how my night was, gunna take a turn walkin to the bar, a dude bumped me hard sayin i know who the fuck you are, tried to play it cool cuz i didn't give a fuck dude tried to throw i blow i ducked, hit em left to right dropped em to the floor, boucers came in said no more kicked us out the place, thats when murder was the case
this is a confrentation that i be instigating so prepare all the hating its almost like im baiting but here comes the sedating while im getting the slating you be sitting home waiting for your call claiming you ball but as soon as you get the rock you fall and when my crew shows up we maul we murk any beat we get on or rather we kill any beat we get let on cuz when were done there aint gonna be no one
southside!!!! datz right its all about the south talk shit bout my side i put a role of toilet paper in yo mouth nigga we comin in yo house all loud gunz louder then fuckin thunder soundz southside is my motivation cant forget the folk nation i'm writer and rider and whoever battles me is a suicder i aint know about you but i'mma southsider and me and zeleoz claim the same side and they call me death racer cuz i kill wit my drive by'z
Best Check Ya' Self; Before I Reck Ya' Health; Fill Ya' Body With Shells; You Are Now Witnessin' The Livin' Hell; Sicco Don't Fuck With Niggas Who Ain't Real; Cuz If Ya' Soul Is Fake, Then Taste The Leaded Steel; This Ain't A Joke Nigga, Ain't Playin' Games; Sicco Luciano Done Showed Ya'll That I'll Put Ya' Ass To Shame; Listen To My Words Nigga, Cuz All This Shit Is True; I Rep Salas In My Heart; Nigga All In Black And Blue;
i'm mentally unstable like ron artest- i'll pop ya ass in the chess and bullet design ya vest- jay play the game like chess, i move strategic- i'm the crime boss ya heard it before better believe it- the block jay bleed it- the hood jay heat it- them charges i got in 96 man jay beat it- they'll never keep me seated i know 2 many people- i'm the hood representative u know what that equal- a ghetto made politician- i run my city- make ya get cheese cakes like diddy to join my commitee-
it's jason- thug homie-i blaze gunz- got 2 clips-compared to yo one-when i blast it's done-you get harrassed and run-you under grass with pun-you know i stashed the gun-no evidence or finger prints to get me stuck-if you would've had my f@#$%n money then ya wouldn't got bucked-loose the rules-that mean i gotta use my tools-and if that mean you gotta sleep then yo ass gonna snooze-ya gotta- pay ya dues i'll be the bill collector-but i ain't sendin' no letter-i'm sendin lead through ya sweater-
man up u lil girl, haha yah uh ftw lets' ride, my minds in a thought of homicides, homies ride then phonies die, ive contemplated sucide only to realize, all this time i was right, faced with life my eternal confrontation, the internal obligation lost in concentration, come on let's stop with all this hatred, but we only human that's ur cost for ur making this price repaid as a curse from every birth to every hurse, life is snatched like a purse for no worth,but in reality it's all we deserve
haha thats right, this is epic in the spot,
makin the south alittle more hot,
wit this perfected styled beat,
got no gat just my fist holdin down these streets,
got a punch or punchline for everything,
everybody knows me,
this is the confrontation of a real g,
and i rep where im from and thats u need to know,
now i need to go
nice baby boy..keep it up
Eyes closing, refusing to watch the streets
as the blood at my feet tells the stories of the ones who beat.
the answers outta me, so please-retreat, dont wanna make you scream-the creed-ya its the way its gotta be.
with any means even if it means bringing it to the streets & do so through the beat so i can finally be light on my feet let's greet change together & witness the speed breath expelling defeat intent on gaining my dreams awake but in a subconcious state graced with intuition the logic's been self explained knowledge let it be relayed rewind the message has been sent & tomorrow is another day..
love it
divine I make my own experience im my mind
missing you g.i.d !! we WANT MORE !!!!
MrNoLeads there's plenty more bro!
nice man nice
love ur beatz
@187TheKings nice lyrics man fo real
It's time to set a side
Souls are screamin
spirits are creepin
people are leavin
majestically feelings of torment and demons
uphold a track of "Without Reason"
will hit you in the stomach breatheless
You'll just be coughin and wheezin
We think it's okay
But yet we're so weak
Diversions of ignorance make me weep
I awake in the night
I can feel a presence of some vibe
But I know it's testing me
I can feel dreainess in my eyes
It asks me are you up for testin your pride
But I realize
It's like givin me a blade for suicide
ya'll wanna test this brain,
well here comes tha rain,
feel my pain, all my days go by,
time spent in vain,
searching for something i'll never find,
a purpose to all my mistakes,yet never afraid
when i'm faced with my own grave,
this life in shame i don't wanna face this judgment, god gave only to be betrayed, and all those that prayed with be saved and we'll be burnt in flame,tha time has come for tha end is near,lifes full of suspense but it never made sense, y repent only to b lost again!!
this beat is straight fire don't get me wrong but 50 bucks?
nice fucken beat fu...south side all fucken day loco...
@ICEBROTHERKRIS
Dude, the guy said that exclusive rights cost $50.
Yo. You are the dopest producer I've heard here thus far. I'm hyped on your work. If you heard my shit, you might just be convinced to work with me. Your beats, my rhymes. That'd be quite an event bruh. Get at me.
when confrontations start escalatin bottles get to breakin over heads
pistols start drawin n out comes lead leavin bodies on the floor dead
this is how it is for the street cred, peep this, muthafuckin game in ya ear
steer ya life elsewear or a swear you gon leave in a box outta here
i see a hustler when i look in the mirror, my heart beats no fear
all eyes on me ready to die without a reasonable doubt this a documetary
of the what the streets all about
Its Like Im Blind, He Wants 2 Give Me Da Eye
Man, Ill Make Him Frenz Wid Da Clouds In Da Sky
N I Dnt Care If Hes Gt Shanks N Straps
Call Me Ja-Rule, Da Way I'll Make It Clap Bak
Make It Clap Bak, Gt Da Strap, In My Back Pack
Mite Let It Splat, If He Tries 2 Chat Crap
Mite Turn Bad, N Giv Him Dis N Dat
Das Wat U Get, Wen U Wana Bak Chat
This is how it happened i was up in the club
everybody showin love, for the goons n thugs
we was gettin high n i had a good buzz
i didn't no how my night was, gunna take a turn
walkin to the bar, a dude bumped me hard
sayin i know who the fuck you are, tried to play it cool cuz i didn't give a fuck
dude tried to throw i blow i ducked, hit em left to right
dropped em to the floor, boucers came in said no more
kicked us out the place, thats when murder was the case
yo can I use this for my next album
this is a confrentation
that i be instigating
so prepare all the hating
its almost like im baiting
but here comes the sedating
while im getting the slating
you be sitting home waiting
for your call
claiming you ball
but as soon as you get the rock you fall
and when my crew shows up we maul
we murk any beat we get on
or rather we kill any beat we get let on
cuz when were done
there aint gonna be no one
i know quite alot of ppl who do that dark stuff....
is so hot men you the best
southside!!!!
datz right its all about the south
talk shit bout my side i put a role of toilet paper in yo mouth
nigga we comin in yo house all loud
gunz louder then fuckin thunder soundz
southside is my motivation
cant forget the folk nation
i'm writer and rider
and whoever battles me is a suicder
i aint know about you but i'mma southsider
and me and zeleoz claim the same side
and they call me death racer cuz i kill wit my drive by'z
Best Check Ya' Self; Before I Reck Ya' Health; Fill Ya' Body With Shells; You Are Now Witnessin' The Livin' Hell; Sicco Don't Fuck With Niggas Who Ain't Real; Cuz If Ya' Soul Is Fake, Then Taste The Leaded Steel; This Ain't A Joke Nigga, Ain't Playin' Games; Sicco Luciano Done Showed Ya'll That I'll Put Ya' Ass To Shame; Listen To My Words Nigga, Cuz All This Shit Is True; I Rep Salas In My Heart; Nigga All In Black And Blue;
i'm mentally unstable like ron artest- i'll pop ya ass in the chess and bullet design ya vest- jay play the game like chess, i move strategic- i'm the crime boss ya heard it before better believe it- the block jay bleed it- the hood jay heat it- them charges i got in 96 man jay beat it- they'll never keep me seated i know 2 many people- i'm the hood representative u know what that equal- a ghetto made politician- i run my city- make ya get cheese cakes like diddy to join my commitee-
it's jason- thug homie-i blaze gunz- got 2 clips-compared to yo one-when i blast it's done-you get harrassed and run-you under grass with pun-you know i stashed the gun-no evidence or finger prints to get me stuck-if you would've had my f@#$%n money then ya wouldn't got bucked-loose the rules-that mean i gotta use my tools-and if that mean you gotta sleep then yo ass gonna snooze-ya gotta- pay ya dues i'll be the bill collector-but i ain't sendin' no letter-i'm sendin lead through ya sweater-
man up u lil girl,
haha yah uh ftw lets' ride,
my minds in a thought of homicides,
homies ride then phonies die,
ive contemplated sucide only to realize,
all this time i was right,
faced with life my eternal confrontation,
the internal obligation
lost in concentration,
come on let's stop with all this hatred,
but we only human that's ur cost for ur making
this price repaid as a curse from every birth to every hurse, life is snatched like a purse for no worth,but in reality it's all we deserve
Ich rap jetzt da drauf ihr verdammten Amis...Moslem Bozzgang
-Insert lame rap verse here-