They love putting the mask on, they dont like to take it off So am passin em along Writin melodies and songs Since a kid i mever even heard a decent song Even though im switching genres everything is fucking wrong But HRDST is stepping along (side🎼) were were out Now were stepping in Side🎼 Ways Got the way
You know I'm honest, I promise. I got the skills and talent, no wonder people look like I'm a monster or a rocket? I think you're busted. Come on and spill what happened. By just looking at yourself, I think you're just gonna lose it. Let's be honest, I think you're getting nervous. Getting punched in your face by Mr. Opponent. Here's a totem, I hope you do deserve it. By the guidance of a god, I think I need you to hear this: Just punch him in the face and... make him lose it. Go steady & fast-paced... make his heart race. Defend like it's the last day... just be cautious. (mr reasy thank you for your beats because of you i had the chance to practice)
ayo I come onto the track like the calm to the storm/ im bringin the end of every fkn obstacle born/ to get in my way, im here to make, fellas pass away/ w the word-play im spittin man, might need a ceiling fan/ fire like adrenaline, shots to my enemies/ sippin on some hennessy, while spittin like a felony/ rappin too dead-l-y, flowin too heavily/ put in no effort but, still rhymin fresh af/ hit a hit and run, when I come for ur jugular/ (vein) (I'll write the rest another time)
Beautiful beat, lifes a test you cant cheat Guilty conscious, that's a voice that can't speak. Calling the big leagues, like, lemme get a feat. First hit'll get ya swept off of your feet. Im in debt cause I bet paul would see defeat Now I need somebody to beat up boy wonder. Shit just get him drunk and primed up to take a tumble. Sad boy problems, prolly got a bumble. He prolly gay too, sorry to burst ya bubble. Not even hard to see, you act like you would need a hubble. Full throttle, baby need a bottle, then he need a burping or he gunna vomit. In one ear and out the other, just like your momma What the fuck, Imma, do with this your honor? So the more I make the more she take, this shits rigged I need to move states, and change my name.
I hit the target, even when I'm not aiming. No friends, weird kid, like Damon. Im just tryna survive, fuck being famous. 75 on i-95, an a hoe with coke in her anus. Shit!, thats a cop, aint it?! Must've made us, too bad it's too late. Im on the edge, Bout to make a bootleg Thrill of the ledge, bout to jump for Pete's sake. They not me. I don't fuqing care what he say. You all birds, plucking the fun out of b-day's. Now get ready for my d-day. Following that is a, b and C, mane. Acting like they won the race, but shit that was a relay. Cant stay straight they too damn fake like a toupee.
I hit the target, even when I'm not aiming. No friends, weird kid, like Damon. Im just tryna survive, fuck being famous. 75 on i-95, an a hoe with coke in her anus. Shit!, thats a cop, aint it?! Must've made us, too bad it's too late. Im on the edge, Bout to make a bootleg Thrill of the ledge, bout to jump for Pete's sake. They not me. I don't fuqing care what he say. You all birds, plucking the fun out of b-day's. Now get ready for my d-day. Following that is a, b and C, mane. Acting like they won the race, but shit that was a relay. Cant stay straight they too damn fake like Toupee's, touché. Listened to it for two days, like I was crazed. Forward, rewind, repeat, play.
get real gotta get sincere with it i got a feelin i feel kinda delirious full of fear but somehow im not afraid of it full blown outrageaus fit i come to play with the big dogs and shit . ---------- (Who's dat?!) Here's Johnny! But I don't know if you want me I'm more rotten in the head than rob zombie Yeah, sometimes I'm not me I'm delusional, not me x2 What do I know I'm invicible I'm delusiuonal But I don't know that tho What do I know I'm under control I'm delusiuonal But I don't know that tho ---------- nobody even knows but i find a whole new flow the more delusinal i get just let go i get so high that i dont even know how hard life is or if im miserable waitin for a time like this with a blade at my wrist lookin for a way out when i wanna give in you dont know what its about an i dont know where to begin i got a couple problems and the solutions within my minds messed up and my souls on fire searchin for a time i was somthin that someone could admire look up to and not get tired of the world around full of critics and liers ---------- "Man fuck you!" "Good mornin' to you too!" A brotherhood of brother's that boo-hoo In a big circle, all crying to their mothers "Mommy I can't rap, can you kiss my boo-boo?" Like Yoo hoo! I don't rap like I use to Use to just write, but now I bump rythmes on a new tune Flew by like I caught a ride going mock 2 Use to write a rythme, but now from time to time I drown in this lyrical's of monsoon Time's up, it'll be over soon Judgin' from the smoke that's in this room, I've smoked enough, see myself to my room ---------- shes thee only thing thats turnin the tide of these emotions i hide thinkin of my daughter i cry i dont really wanna die but i got suicide on my mind ninty nine percent of the time im on fire but im tired of rymes tired all the time and i dont mind the fire thats burnin inside cant see maybe im blind the presure buildin an i dont know why or what i gotta do ta get by thinkin a my daughter i cry thinkin of this life as its passin me by i wish a lot a things when i look in her eyes i wish i sas a better person inside i wish i didnt have to prey and look up to the sky i wish i didnt have anymore questions i wish i didnt have to lie i wish i knew you was my best friend i wish my brothers didnt have to die lord i got a lot on my plate i got a lot on my mind i got a lot a shit to say but im runnin outta time but if its not to late i got a little light left and i wanna let it shine
Sorry uncle, ya'know I had to write a full song to this. Using the parts I wrote of course. Don't know how you sing yours. "Man fuck you!" "Good mornin' to you too!" A brotherhood of brother's that boo-hoo In a big circle, all crying to their mothers "Mommy I can't rap, can you kiss my boo-boo?" Like Yoo hoo! I don't rap like I use to Use to just write, but now I bump rythmes on a new tune Flew by like I caught a ride going mock 2 Use to write a rythme, but now from time to time What do I know I'm invincible I'm delusional But I don't know that tho How can I cope I'm unstoppable I'm illusional But I ain't got much hope (Who's dat?!) Here's Johnny! But I don't know if you want me I'm more rotten in the head than rob zombie Yeah, sometimes I'm not me. . . Not me. . . What do I know I'm invincible I'm delusional But I don't know that tho How can I cope I'm unstoppable But I'm illusional And I ain't got much hope BOOM! Like a ticking time bomb And I'm not wrong Like Tiananmen or Hong Kong On da plane, sum ting's wong or so dey say Wi too low Oh no, Mayday! Another BOOM! MF Doom is the only king I'd ever bow too Tell the truth, nothing new Forget who you are And everything that you ever knew "Hi... who are you..?" So here I go I sink the boat, Then with my own arms, I keep it afloat Carry it to shore And watch the tide rise's more
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Me getting this beat for free be like.
Yo! This is what I needed rn gonna drop one to this ill find your best stars 😎
Gives me “rock bottom” vibes
No wonder I like this beat so much
Rock Bottom is one of my favorite/most listened Eminem songs
Bro with this I'm spitting bars
Bro this beat so sharp I'm splittin' bars!
Multiply and enlarge
What a beat. Beautiful!
They love putting the mask on, they dont like to take it off
So am passin em along
Writin melodies and songs
Since a kid i mever even heard a decent song
Even though im switching genres everything is fucking wrong
But HRDST is stepping along (side🎼)
were were out
Now were stepping in
Side🎼
Ways
Got the way
You know I'm honest, I promise.
I got the skills and talent,
no wonder people look like
I'm a monster or a rocket?
I think you're busted.
Come on and spill what happened.
By just looking at yourself,
I think you're just gonna lose it.
Let's be honest, I think you're getting nervous.
Getting punched in your face by Mr. Opponent.
Here's a totem, I hope you do deserve it.
By the guidance of a god, I think I need you
to hear this:
Just punch him in the face and... make him lose it.
Go steady & fast-paced... make his heart race.
Defend like it's the last day... just be cautious.
(mr reasy thank you for your beats because of you i had the chance to practice)
🔥
ayo I come onto the track like the calm to the storm/
im bringin the end of every fkn obstacle born/
to get in my way, im here to make, fellas pass away/
w the word-play im spittin man, might need a ceiling fan/
fire like adrenaline, shots to my enemies/
sippin on some hennessy, while spittin like a felony/
rappin too dead-l-y, flowin too heavily/
put in no effort but, still rhymin fresh af/
hit a hit and run, when I come for ur jugular/ (vein)
(I'll write the rest another time)
❤
Could you possibly do an Eminem x Ludacris type beat? But with no piano?
@@vibr0908 could try at some point!
What’s the bpm
@@maximumhaller4156 95
Could we have a tutorial?
@@Lewis-kk1yh maybe someday!
Beautiful beat, lifes a test you cant cheat
Guilty conscious, that's a voice that can't speak.
Calling the big leagues, like, lemme get a feat.
First hit'll get ya swept off of your feet.
Im in debt cause I bet paul would see defeat
Now I need somebody to beat up boy wonder.
Shit just get him drunk and primed up to take a tumble.
Sad boy problems, prolly got a bumble.
He prolly gay too, sorry to burst ya bubble.
Not even hard to see, you act like you would need a hubble.
Full throttle, baby need a bottle, then he need a burping or he gunna vomit.
In one ear and out the other, just like your momma
What the fuck, Imma, do with this your honor?
So the more I make the more she take, this shits rigged I need to move states, and change my name.
I hit the target, even when I'm not aiming.
No friends, weird kid, like Damon.
Im just tryna survive, fuck being famous.
75 on i-95, an a hoe with coke in her anus.
Shit!, thats a cop, aint it?!
Must've made us, too bad it's too late.
Im on the edge,
Bout to make a bootleg
Thrill of the ledge, bout to jump for Pete's sake.
They not me. I don't fuqing care what he say.
You all birds, plucking the fun out of b-day's.
Now get ready for my d-day.
Following that is a, b and C, mane.
Acting like they won the race, but shit that was a relay.
Cant stay straight they too damn fake like a toupee.
I hit the target, even when I'm not aiming.
No friends, weird kid, like Damon.
Im just tryna survive, fuck being famous.
75 on i-95, an a hoe with coke in her anus.
Shit!, thats a cop, aint it?!
Must've made us, too bad it's too late.
Im on the edge,
Bout to make a bootleg
Thrill of the ledge, bout to jump for Pete's sake.
They not me. I don't fuqing care what he say.
You all birds, plucking the fun out of b-day's.
Now get ready for my d-day.
Following that is a, b and C, mane.
Acting like they won the race, but shit that was a relay.
Cant stay straight they too damn fake like Toupee's, touché.
Listened to it for two days, like I was crazed.
Forward, rewind, repeat, play.
Good beat but Put in on .75 way better
Brother sell me this beat 2$
@@_zoz_101_ no
@@reasybeats8022damn bro thought he was THE negotiator for a sec lol
Broke ass
get real gotta get sincere with it i got a feelin i feel kinda delirious full of fear but somehow im not afraid of it full blown outrageaus fit i come to play with the big dogs and shit
.
----------
(Who's dat?!)
Here's Johnny!
But I don't know if you want me
I'm more rotten in the head than rob zombie
Yeah, sometimes I'm not me
I'm delusional, not me
x2
What do I know
I'm invicible
I'm delusiuonal
But I don't know that tho
What do I know
I'm under control
I'm delusiuonal
But I don't know that tho
----------
nobody even knows but i find a whole new flow the more delusinal i get just let go i get so high that i dont even know how hard life is or if im miserable waitin for a time like this with a blade at my wrist lookin for a way out when i wanna give in
you dont know what its about an i dont know where to begin i got a couple problems and the solutions within
my minds messed up and my souls on fire searchin for a time i was somthin that someone could admire look up to and not get tired of the world around full of critics and liers
----------
"Man fuck you!"
"Good mornin' to you too!"
A brotherhood of brother's that boo-hoo
In a big circle, all crying to their mothers
"Mommy I can't rap, can you kiss my boo-boo?"
Like Yoo hoo! I don't rap like I use to
Use to just write, but now I bump rythmes on a new tune
Flew by like I caught a ride going mock 2
Use to write a rythme, but now from time to time
I drown in this lyrical's of monsoon
Time's up, it'll be over soon
Judgin' from the smoke that's in this room,
I've smoked enough, see myself to my room
----------
shes thee only thing thats turnin the tide of these emotions i hide thinkin of my daughter i cry
i dont really wanna die but i got suicide on my mind ninty nine percent of the time im on fire but im tired of rymes tired all the time and i dont mind the fire thats burnin inside
cant see maybe im blind the presure buildin an i dont know why or what i gotta do ta get by
thinkin a my daughter i cry thinkin of this life as its passin me by i wish a lot a things when i look in her eyes i wish i sas a better person inside i wish i didnt have to prey and look up to the sky i wish i didnt have anymore questions i wish i didnt have to lie i wish i knew you was my best friend i wish my brothers didnt have to die
lord i got a lot on my plate i got a lot on my mind i got a lot a shit to say but im runnin outta time but if its not to late i got a little light left and i wanna let it shine
Sorry uncle, ya'know I had to write a full song to this. Using the parts I wrote of course. Don't know how you sing yours.
"Man fuck you!"
"Good mornin' to you too!"
A brotherhood of brother's that boo-hoo
In a big circle, all crying to their mothers
"Mommy I can't rap, can you kiss my boo-boo?"
Like Yoo hoo! I don't rap like I use to
Use to just write, but now I bump rythmes on a new tune
Flew by like I caught a ride going mock 2
Use to write a rythme, but now from time to time
What do I know
I'm invincible
I'm delusional
But I don't know that tho
How can I cope
I'm unstoppable
I'm illusional
But I ain't got much hope
(Who's dat?!)
Here's Johnny!
But I don't know if you want me
I'm more rotten in the head than rob zombie
Yeah, sometimes I'm not me. . .
Not me. . .
What do I know
I'm invincible
I'm delusional
But I don't know that tho
How can I cope
I'm unstoppable
But I'm illusional
And I ain't got much hope
BOOM!
Like a ticking time bomb
And I'm not wrong
Like Tiananmen or Hong Kong
On da plane, sum ting's wong or so dey say
Wi too low
Oh no, Mayday!
Another BOOM!
MF Doom is the only king I'd ever bow too
Tell the truth, nothing new
Forget who you are
And everything that you ever knew
"Hi... who are you..?"
So here I go
I sink the boat,
Then with my own arms, I keep it afloat
Carry it to shore
And watch the tide rise's more