And you know beehive had too arrive for the night shift. This symphony production is priceless bumping for our dogs in tha shelter. Historical beat Lethal. 🔊🔊 this shii is beyond the ears 💥
For many years banks corrupt middle fingers up to the Many fears preparations of a hard giving stored within basement like the back of inner mental like cold stone flame roasting under the iron kettle mainly vooking up a few lines from West Coast to the east side another way to truly identify the lost passion of a new life
Com a calsa rasgada Velho novo na estrada A ela se move e fica embasada Felicidades pela caminhada 2x Mirando nos olhos de quem me ama Malgrado pelos olhos de quem me odeia Venerado por aquelas que me cercam Percebam de amor Sentir de minha dor Foi calor Ao mesmo tempo frio Hoje flui Com rio Pós sou odeio e guerra Sou paz na terra Só alegria E vazio Sou tudo Ao msm tempo nada Clareza Ao msm tempo ego Mas sou aquilo em que prego Aquilo em que lanço acerto Aquilo que mantenho longe e por perto Pego meu meu bloco Para me encaixa Oque degusta sobre melhor Oque amar Sintonimos Em que querem só palavras Homem que calsa Sua estrada Oque te pertubo Penso sentiu Na pele Cores que derrete Eu sou humano e não consigo ser perfeito E inferno e cruz Sombarias Mas do alto tons de marfim Como dissia que poderia ser feliz sem fim Só com coração e pisar descalso No chao somente vibrava da minha gratidão Eu sou humano e não consigo Ser perfeito Eu sou humano e não consigo Ser perfeito Carrago amor Flor e vida Aonde cravos Me dizem aonde vou E eles me dizem que amor Cidadão cm vondade de vencer Esse rap que me de luz Sentimento forte Me leva para forte aonde diz Que honra de homem segui perante Diante de uma face Quero ser verdade Nasce com simplicidade Mantém aonde tenho a flor Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
Leethal we both from T.O so you'll know what I mean by JHEEEEeeeeeEeEeeEEEEEEZZZZzzZ! This BANGS Bruv if you keep this fire coming it's gonna be a hot Summer in the 6ix! 🔥
Um mlk sonhado Que isso Com a nave de doutor Bonito Que lindo Quando passo de esportivo De fato um vício Pras elas posa no menino Taca marcha o tempo passa nos n fica de cara Aquele cara fala dos cara
[1/6 2:53] txori: forzar crecer a la flores [1/6 2:54] txori: si las metes prisa normal que tengan errores [1/6 2:58] txori: las obras son sagradas para los compositores [1/6 3:01] txori: cada celula sacada de mi cuerpo tiene nombre [1/6 3:04] txori: malas pasadas por pisar donde no tocaba [1/6 3:05] txori: son malos capitulos de las viejas temporadas [1/6 3:05] txori: lento o nada [1/6 3:06] txori: para disfrutar mas de la velada [1/6 3:09] txori: condecorada la acción de acertar en las coordenadas [1/6 3:10] txori: nada me sirve, nada me alivia [1/6 3:12] txori: últimamente incluso escribo letras hasta en la letrina [1/6 3:16] txori: si las pisas y las metes prisa [1/6 3:17] txori: le atina [1/6 3:18] txori: andaré sin fé, toda la vida [1/6 3:23] txori: las puñaladas sin puñales duelen mas que las balaw [1/6 3:23] txori: Christopher wallas [1/6 3:24] txori: wohla
Gecenin karanlığı çöktü birden üstüme mezarlıktan çıktı aniden beyaz bir hayalet avazım çıktığınca ciglik attım hayal et koptu kıyamet bu başlı basina felaket
Gecenin karanlığı çöktü birden üstüme mezarlıktan çıktı aniden beyaz bir hayalet avazım çıktığınca ciglik attım hayal et sanki koptu kiyamet bu basli basina felaket
Metal speech Mental discord Threaded together to shape a rope Tied in tight truth knots Is the noose true or not Loose ties and lies in stock Backlogged for black Friday A rush of shopping addicts Trampling the shelves till emptied souls sell out Self doubt Bell pounding my head Round the clock Wretched means to an ending scream Sentry sent back to previous centuries An set destiny that got reset So many sections to search again Remember when Blank thoughts pop Dirty spots on the father's clothe stain glass church art Fulfilled the process of prophecy The golden idol Wrath of profits skyrocketing No not my pockets Not this savings account I'm afraid my safety deposit box is all I got Safe and drained out Stock and claims abound Player drowning in debt Game over Flaming fading outro
@@xnemessis Thanks my friend But the truth is strange as it gets The first thing is this I'm not hiding from anything Never did I'm saying your claimed statement is false Perhaps your hallucinating or tripping balls I'm not visible to humans at all You must be inhaling foul fumes Of some new synthetic drug Seeing a view of Seven Sins Isn't even possible The odds are lower than winning the lottery You got a better shot Snapping a photo of Bigfoot Making love to Jimmy Hoffa I'm not stepping out of the shadows To be spotted Even a professional photographer Doesn't have a shot in Hell The film and negatives Won't develop a single image Of this living silhouette I'm non photogenic Spitting rhymes from an unknown point in spacetime Like the disembodied voice of a poltergeist
ninja back like he never left this the requiem garra live it up he never condenscends common sense if it came from needle then it's lethal benna not inject what's the type of grade letter 'A' might as well behave paramedics landing on a building with the letter 'H'
i would catch her sneaking around before i sneako crazy that standing your ground is such a cheat code crazy how, i coulda signed a deal for the same amount
Sokakta rap yaparım hep kafama cap geçirip ters açıldı teyp macan yerse çıkalım teke tek ben gerçek olan sense tam bi fake moruk herkes oldu fame my name is oldschool the man
Blood leaks out his sinuses, fucked teeth Why’d he have to try the heroin? Shoulda puffed leaf Fentanyl gets ‘em all eventually Spiders in his mouth, out his ear comes a centipede What the fuck pops? Put us in a tough spot No one had a damn shot, brothers in a grave plot That’s three up in heaven now, praying god will send ‘em down Daddy like to get around Seven standing on the ground- Of earth What the fucks going on? What the fuck’s going wrong? Laying in a sweat puddle, got up wrote a song Mentally I’m puzzled why these death’s coming soon Climb the family tree to see the depths of our doom The bodies laying under tied up dead in the roots The same as all the others, rotten heads full of goo That’s the Leslie gene, wouldn’t let it enter me Give my kids a fighting chance, even if I have to leave Uncle Jimmie’s funeral, sorry I’m not showing up You should have grabbed the narcan, finally I know enough Man, it’s bullshit Words are weapons, I’ve loaded up a full clip Fuck all this, I won’t lower to your level Thank you for my life but I hope to see you never
A może sami ze sobą się mijamy w przeciwsłonecznych pokrzywionych okularach pali się sala ale ja nie wypierdalam chociaż mi krzyczy Siri głos mi Siri warczy ślicznie za nami czas przed nami las zakazany publicznie
I feel like doom I’m not in the mood I’ll turn your silly life into a fictional fuel I ignite paper on the mic Ink drips from the lines Hats tick on the beat like the hands of father time Don’t drop another rhyme cause you’re gunna get murdered You’re the opposite of Bobby schmurda
And you know beehive had too arrive for the night shift. This symphony production is priceless bumping for our dogs in tha shelter. Historical beat Lethal. 🔊🔊 this shii is beyond the ears 💥
For many years banks corrupt middle fingers up to the Many fears preparations of a hard giving stored within basement like the back of inner mental like cold stone flame roasting under the iron kettle mainly vooking up a few lines from West Coast to the east side another way to truly identify the lost passion of a new life
Thankgodddd your backk 🔥🔥🖤🖤
Straight demon mode on the mix with this 🔥🤘🏼🔥
The drum kit, brass and strings sound so juicy
Lethal you're back❤️
Them strings go crazy
stepped away for awhile and my boy was cooking heat the whole time
Bro cooked an exquisite meal 🔥
Your beats are fire! 🔥 Been vibing to your tracks, I cant wait to freestyle with it. Keep killing it! 🎤💯
don't wait :)
Beautiful, per usual❤️👏🏼
Dope beat. Simple and clean 🔥keep up the amazing work 🎵🎶
Hard asf
i love ya beats
that beat is stirring up smn
The needle I know🙌🏼🙌🏼
Yohh this is absolutelly goood😮
ur the greatest🙌
Com a calsa rasgada
Velho novo na estrada
A ela se move e fica embasada
Felicidades pela caminhada 2x
Mirando nos olhos de quem me ama
Malgrado pelos olhos de quem me odeia
Venerado por aquelas que me cercam
Percebam de amor
Sentir de minha dor
Foi calor
Ao mesmo tempo frio
Hoje flui
Com rio
Pós sou odeio e guerra
Sou paz na terra
Só alegria
E vazio
Sou tudo
Ao msm tempo nada
Clareza
Ao msm tempo ego
Mas sou aquilo em que prego
Aquilo em que lanço acerto
Aquilo que mantenho longe e por perto
Pego meu meu bloco
Para me encaixa
Oque degusta sobre melhor
Oque amar
Sintonimos
Em que querem só palavras
Homem que calsa
Sua estrada
Oque te pertubo
Penso sentiu
Na pele
Cores que derrete
Eu sou humano e não consigo ser perfeito
E inferno e cruz
Sombarias
Mas do alto tons de marfim
Como dissia que poderia ser feliz sem fim
Só com coração e pisar descalso
No chao somente vibrava da minha gratidão
Eu sou humano e não consigo
Ser perfeito
Eu sou humano e não consigo
Ser perfeito
Carrago amor
Flor e vida
Aonde cravos
Me dizem aonde vou
E eles me dizem que amor
Cidadão cm vondade de vencer
Esse rap que me de luz
Sentimento forte
Me leva para forte aonde diz
Que honra de homem segui perante
Diante de uma face
Quero ser verdade
Nasce com simplicidade
Mantém aonde tenho a flor
Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
Absolute banger
Goes so crazy
Good vibes bro 🤙🏻
Ubijaš stari...pozdrav iz hrvatske❤
Straight heat 🔥🔥
This symphony, its giving me the chills
The nastiest of the nasty
I ask thee whom shall i take
Whos fate should i break
Grab a steak,
First to see how you was cookin
Leethal we both from T.O so you'll know what I mean by JHEEEEeeeeeEeEeeEEEEEEZZZZzzZ! This BANGS Bruv if you keep this fire coming it's gonna be a hot Summer in the 6ix! 🔥
Right next to the Fire it's Hot 🥵
Um mlk sonhado
Que isso
Com a nave de doutor
Bonito
Que lindo
Quando passo de esportivo
De fato um vício
Pras elas posa no menino
Taca marcha o tempo passa nos n fica de cara
Aquele cara fala dos cara
My new song with this beat. Out noow🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🇧🇬
[1/6 2:53] txori: forzar crecer a la flores
[1/6 2:54] txori: si las metes prisa normal que tengan errores
[1/6 2:58] txori: las obras son sagradas para los compositores
[1/6 3:01] txori: cada celula sacada de mi cuerpo tiene nombre
[1/6 3:04] txori: malas pasadas por pisar donde no tocaba
[1/6 3:05] txori: son malos capitulos de las viejas temporadas
[1/6 3:05] txori: lento o nada
[1/6 3:06] txori: para disfrutar mas de la velada
[1/6 3:09] txori: condecorada la acción de acertar en las coordenadas
[1/6 3:10] txori: nada me sirve, nada me alivia
[1/6 3:12] txori: últimamente incluso escribo letras hasta en la letrina
[1/6 3:16] txori: si las pisas y las metes prisa
[1/6 3:17] txori: le atina
[1/6 3:18] txori: andaré sin fé, toda la vida
[1/6 3:23] txori: las puñaladas sin puñales duelen mas que las balaw
[1/6 3:23] txori: Christopher wallas
[1/6 3:24] txori: wohla
lmao i was just looking at ur shi perfect timing
Miss you to much lethal
Oh shit I’m addicted to the needle again 😨
lost again 💗
i still listen ❤️
Fire
Gecenin karanlığı çöktü birden üstüme mezarlıktan çıktı aniden beyaz bir hayalet avazım çıktığınca ciglik attım hayal et koptu kıyamet bu başlı basina felaket
Gecenin karanlığı çöktü birden üstüme mezarlıktan çıktı aniden beyaz bir hayalet avazım çıktığınca ciglik attım hayal et sanki koptu kiyamet bu basli basina felaket
I could hear Mobb Deep on here
Also Method Man & Wu Tang
you can hear me on hear roo
Metal speech
Mental discord
Threaded together to shape a rope
Tied in tight truth knots
Is the noose true or not
Loose ties and lies in stock
Backlogged for black Friday
A rush of shopping addicts
Trampling the shelves till emptied souls sell out
Self doubt
Bell pounding my head
Round the clock
Wretched means to an ending scream
Sentry sent back to previous centuries
An set destiny that got reset
So many sections to search again
Remember when
Blank thoughts pop
Dirty spots on the father's clothe
stain glass church art
Fulfilled the process of prophecy
The golden idol
Wrath of profits skyrocketing
No not my pockets
Not this savings account
I'm afraid my safety deposit box is all I got
Safe and drained out
Stock and claims abound
Player drowning in debt
Game over
Flaming fading outro
You can't hide from me Daryl I see u out there 🔥
@@xnemessis Thanks my friend
But the truth is strange as it gets
The first thing is this
I'm not hiding from anything
Never did
I'm saying your claimed statement is false
Perhaps your hallucinating or tripping balls
I'm not visible to humans at all
You must be inhaling foul fumes
Of some new synthetic drug
Seeing a view of Seven Sins
Isn't even possible
The odds are lower than winning the lottery
You got a better shot
Snapping a photo of Bigfoot
Making love to Jimmy Hoffa
I'm not stepping out of the shadows
To be spotted
Even a professional photographer
Doesn't have a shot in Hell
The film and negatives
Won't develop a single image
Of this living silhouette
I'm non photogenic
Spitting rhymes from an unknown point in spacetime
Like the disembodied voice of a poltergeist
👍🙏👍🙏👍🙏👍🙏👍🙏
Can I use this beat for a song
CleRly says it’s free lol
Yes
@@Chroniixxx but is it free for profit
ninja back like he never left
this the requiem
garra live it up
he never condenscends
common sense
if it came from needle
then it's lethal
benna not inject
what's the type of grade
letter 'A'
might as well behave
paramedics landing on a building
with the letter 'H'
Mano dá pra fazer uma música boa ❤
Rjay where you at
i would catch her sneaking around before i sneako
crazy that standing your ground is such a cheat code
crazy how, i coulda signed a deal for the same amount
Sokakta rap yaparım hep kafama cap geçirip ters açıldı teyp macan yerse çıkalım teke tek ben gerçek olan sense tam bi fake moruk herkes oldu fame my name is oldschool the man
Blood leaks out his sinuses, fucked teeth
Why’d he have to try the heroin? Shoulda puffed leaf
Fentanyl gets ‘em all eventually
Spiders in his mouth, out his ear comes a centipede
What the fuck pops? Put us in a tough spot
No one had a damn shot, brothers in a grave plot
That’s three up in heaven now, praying god will send ‘em down
Daddy like to get around
Seven standing on the ground-
Of earth
What the fucks going on? What the fuck’s going wrong?
Laying in a sweat puddle, got up wrote a song
Mentally I’m puzzled why these death’s coming soon
Climb the family tree to see the depths of our doom
The bodies laying under tied up dead in the roots
The same as all the others, rotten heads full of goo
That’s the Leslie gene, wouldn’t let it enter me
Give my kids a fighting chance, even if I have to leave
Uncle Jimmie’s funeral, sorry I’m not showing up
You should have grabbed the narcan, finally I know enough
Man, it’s bullshit
Words are weapons, I’ve loaded up a full clip
Fuck all this, I won’t lower to your level
Thank you for my life but I hope to see you never
A może sami ze sobą się mijamy w przeciwsłonecznych pokrzywionych okularach pali się sala ale ja nie wypierdalam chociaż mi krzyczy Siri głos mi Siri warczy ślicznie za nami czas przed nami las zakazany publicznie
I feel like doom
I’m not in the mood
I’ll turn your silly life into a fictional fuel
I ignite paper on the mic
Ink drips from the lines
Hats tick on the beat like the hands of father time
Don’t drop another rhyme cause you’re gunna get murdered
You’re the opposite of Bobby schmurda