Mad Hatter limerick Hearse gas tank trick Left printed steps Agency decked and swept Left where the wind went Came when the sun hit Dawn to another spawn in Behest it's a jest, yes Metal left a mess, I expressed Artisan in a warzone Core strength, qi weaved in my bone Sagas carved beneath the page, wait Another ink blot dropped Feel it, your stopwatch, Fate
Downtown Yo clown don't go there A townsquare With certain citizens Kicking around From all backgrounds A prismatic melting pot Of less privileged people Living in the city Who live witty and gritty And don't believe in Accepting pity from anybody Gangs and crime Shoes laces tied Hanging high Is the national sign The place found round Those kicks that share A large gap of air And somewhere Someone is running the streets Scared With their feet bare That's where the sound In the background Are round but called a square Surrounded by clouds Of fog The meaning is obvious there It's the lobby to the ally That says beware The big bears lair And this ain't no kids fair The kids there Will take on any dare Making you stick your hands in the air It's damn rare That you leave without being stripped bare Its just children being children The only difference between Hood kids and gold spoon fed Is simple to explain The way they were raised Is so different They are almost in a different race Make a rich kid Switch places with the kid Who's Playstation Isn't a video game It's a switch blade The rich kid actually Get a swift kick in the a$$ From this grave reality While the alley cat Would be in heaven Skipping class To give the preppy kids As many swift kicks As his legs can give The real life Fresh prince Making a mess of Bel-Air Forget chilling With Jazzy Jeff and Will Smith He's stabbing the cabbie For being extra chatty In the back of the neck But back at the trap The rich cat is wishing That he was back On his own map Taking a nap Instead of this hell Forget a prison cell This fridge is half full Of past due food Asking what's new Do you people ever buy milk Yea they sell it downstairs Go help yourself
Downtown Little strange Civil battles waged Either pick a side Or get picked on for life Never free till u Caged in Freedom of misbehaving Directed by an unknown stranger Little boys fed with anger Their moms vouch for patients Around the corner where the grave sleeps Deep scares where pain reeks
ive deciced like the disciple simon ill keep on rhyming till death do us part wont hold my breath and expect to top the charts made a decision and witnessed the mission float right out of my vision like its risen from the grave no my lyricism doesnt have the precision nor the concision to save never the less, ill sever the heads of precisians...looks like division from a blade
A classic beat to freestyle with on You-tube And who knew that ya boy been spit-ting that voodoo That make dolls dance and masks the cracks created by engaging with the race of rats I taste the facts I'm sipping from my flask Everytime I hit the gas I have to ask: Are we puppets dangled on the strings of the world economy? Is the monotony of the grind where I want to be? How can the past reflect the future when the future's written autonomously? How broad can I be and still reach an audience, see... Keep it between you and me -- I don't have the answers But I ask the question to divine a lesson from the trial of trying I create impressions On the minds connected by my mental projection My full frontal retention is the stuff of legends I'm like a supercomputer designed by Lex Luthor to calculate the flow of the future and sew up the suture on the rap game's name 'cause man it ain't super (take a beat) give a madman a luger have him go toe-to-toe with a koopa trooper there's the next scoop fo' a community paper I exhale vapor and flip to the sports page to read bout the Lakers Cause man I can't take the stupid debates and the cruel twists of fate and the fools out there take Every word that they hear from a pundit properly Like stop it g, Say it with me: dishonesty It rules the world It's a beautiful plot you see? [I gotta go, I'm taking a class on Excel spreadsheets]
(Take a beat) (the first verse starts :35, the second part starts 2:09) Had to go make an Excel spreadsheet I'm just a modern man who's gotta make them ends meet A frenzied and manic behavior marks the labor Of the soul who got the spark to be the rap game's savior And the room full of rappers all put they hands up Knowing damn well it's a damn bluff And I say slam shut the case of the king cause the rap game we got ain't a monogamous thing it's an androgynous fling And I'mma keep my hopes tided to the shoddiest wing and this shorty can sing while I aim for the sun I'm the epilogue to Icarus - my story ain't done I know there's glory to come And I'm still having fun even if there isn't Cause everything that's golden isn't everything that glistens Now listen... (beat) I want to make money, monetize by the millions But that goal will never happen without a soul that's resilient And brilliance isn't born it is something that's willed It is something that's built, for it is something that's practiced It is something accumulated from running these laps It is dodging the traps and filling in the gaps It ain't sitting on a platter it is something you grasp And the ultimate task: you can never let it go For the second you loosen is the second you slow And you ain't second you hoe; you are aiming for the title 'fore you get it twisted I ain't claiming that I'm Michael I ain't saying I'm Lebron, I ain't saying I'm Kareem I'm just playing on the court, I'm a man with a dream I'm a man with a scheme, and if you reading this you is damn on my team... oh my, it is 2:17
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This is the year MY MUSIC BLOWS UP.. I’m a make mama proud of me!! 🙏🏽🖤🔥
She already is fam!
Your beats are always on fire 🔥 Keep up the great work!
Appreciate that!
Love u bro...RIP streethood 4 life g
Crazzy
Drowning the competition with Lakes
Fire
brooooo! i cant keep up,i think your beats are the only ones i been writing to these days! i gotta be up there now. 😂
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Thank you!
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Fire emoji x 33
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Dos años pa' los veinte
Una caída en picada recuerdo a mi camarada
Las tardes ahora son de nostalgia
We gonna do genkidama
Mad Hatter limerick
Hearse gas tank trick
Left printed steps
Agency decked and swept
Left where the wind went
Came when the sun hit
Dawn to another spawn in
Behest it's a jest, yes
Metal left a mess, I expressed
Artisan in a warzone
Core strength, qi weaved in my bone
Sagas carved beneath the page, wait
Another ink blot dropped
Feel it, your stopwatch, Fate
Downtown
Yo clown don't go there
A townsquare
With certain citizens
Kicking around
From all backgrounds
A prismatic melting pot
Of less privileged people
Living in the city
Who live witty and gritty
And don't believe in
Accepting pity from anybody
Gangs and crime
Shoes laces tied
Hanging high
Is the national sign
The place found round
Those kicks that share
A large gap of air
And somewhere
Someone is running the streets
Scared
With their feet bare
That's where the sound
In the background
Are round but called a square
Surrounded by clouds
Of fog
The meaning is obvious there
It's the lobby to the ally
That says beware
The big bears lair
And this ain't no kids fair
The kids there
Will take on any dare
Making you stick
your hands in the air
It's damn rare
That you leave
without being stripped bare
Its just children being children
The only difference between
Hood kids and gold spoon fed
Is simple to explain
The way they were raised
Is so different
They are almost in a different race
Make a rich kid
Switch places with the kid
Who's Playstation
Isn't a video game
It's a switch blade
The rich kid actually
Get a swift kick in the a$$
From this grave reality
While the alley cat
Would be in heaven
Skipping class
To give the preppy kids
As many swift kicks
As his legs can give
The real life
Fresh prince
Making a mess of Bel-Air
Forget chilling
With Jazzy Jeff and Will Smith
He's stabbing the cabbie
For being extra chatty
In the back of the neck
But back at the trap
The rich cat is wishing
That he was back
On his own map
Taking a nap
Instead of this hell
Forget a prison cell
This fridge is half full
Of past due food
Asking what's new
Do you people ever buy milk
Yea they sell it downstairs
Go help yourself
Downtown
Little strange
Civil battles waged
Either pick a side
Or get picked on for life
Never free till u Caged in
Freedom of misbehaving
Directed by an unknown stranger
Little boys fed with anger
Their moms vouch for patients
Around the corner where the grave sleeps
Deep scares where pain reeks
This so hard bro I caught ur flow and it's sick bro keep up the good work
ive deciced like the disciple simon
ill keep on rhyming till death do us part
wont hold my breath and expect to top the charts
made a decision and witnessed the mission float
right out of my vision like its risen from the grave
no my lyricism doesnt have the precision
nor the concision to save
never the less, ill sever the heads
of precisians...looks like division from a blade
A classic beat to freestyle with on You-tube
And who knew that ya boy been spit-ting that voodoo
That make dolls dance and masks the cracks
created by engaging with the race of rats
I taste the facts I'm sipping from my flask
Everytime I hit the gas I have to ask:
Are we puppets dangled on the strings of the world economy?
Is the monotony of the grind where I want to be?
How can the past reflect the future when the future's written autonomously?
How broad can I be and still reach an audience, see...
Keep it between you and me -- I don't have the answers
But I ask the question to divine a lesson
from the trial of trying I create impressions
On the minds connected by my mental projection
My full frontal retention is the stuff of legends
I'm like a supercomputer designed by Lex Luthor
to calculate the flow of the future
and sew up the suture on the rap game's name
'cause man it ain't super
(take a beat)
give a madman a luger
have him go toe-to-toe with a koopa trooper
there's the next scoop fo'
a community paper
I exhale vapor and flip to the sports page
to read bout the Lakers
Cause man I can't take the
stupid debates and
the cruel twists of fate and
the fools out there take
Every word that they hear from a pundit properly
Like stop it g,
Say it with me:
dishonesty
It rules the world
It's a beautiful plot you see?
[I gotta go, I'm taking a class on Excel spreadsheets]
(Take a beat) (the first verse starts :35, the second part starts 2:09)
Had to go make an Excel spreadsheet
I'm just a modern man who's gotta make them ends meet
A frenzied and manic behavior marks the labor
Of the soul who got the spark to be the rap game's savior
And the room full of rappers all put they hands up
Knowing damn well it's a damn bluff
And I say slam shut
the case of the king
cause the rap game we got ain't a monogamous thing
it's an androgynous fling
And I'mma keep my hopes tided to the shoddiest wing
and this shorty can sing while I aim for the sun
I'm the epilogue to Icarus - my story ain't done
I know there's glory to come
And I'm still having fun even if there isn't
Cause everything that's golden isn't everything that glistens
Now listen...
(beat)
I want to make money, monetize by the millions
But that goal will never happen without a soul that's resilient
And brilliance isn't born it is something that's willed
It is something that's built, for it is something that's practiced
It is something accumulated from running these laps
It is dodging the traps and filling in the gaps
It ain't sitting on a platter it is something you grasp
And the ultimate task: you can never let it go
For the second you loosen is the second you slow
And you ain't second you hoe; you are aiming for the title
'fore you get it twisted I ain't claiming that I'm Michael
I ain't saying I'm Lebron, I ain't saying I'm Kareem
I'm just playing on the court, I'm a man with a dream
I'm a man with a scheme,
and if you reading this you is damn on my team...
oh my, it is 2:17
Foolish 😮💨🤌🏼🤍 Lol