The times we live in is unforgiven/ peoples minds is missing/people snitching/use crime to fill in but it's still unfulfilling/I'm a Christian but still feel affliction/within my soul toward my rotten feelings to rob civillians/understand my position and haste/I'm losing the race/I'm looking for guidance but steadily gettin spit in the face/high rent got me losing my place/no jobs got me catching a case/sitting alone in a cell feeling lower than waste....God Bless everyone's strength to make it!
I'm getting kinda high, riding on a beat I heard a hundred times/ let the heat burn, these rhymes are designed to climb your spine/affecting your mind, I'm one of a extinct kind/Hard to find again, I follow my heart since day one/And keep shining cause my legacy has just began/Dilated technique like trippin on xtc while rapping /Ya'll better deal with it, u peoples is with me/If you can feel this shit.
Iron glass and concrete; trees and dirt- Whatever environment you find me, Ill be dropin a verse. Banjo to MPC, cradle to hearse puttin out vibes to my people is why i reherse. rude boys and punk kids- beat junkys and fiends intelligent lyrics and music to make the kids scream. If cant find the words but can imagine the sounds? keep that pen on the paper and your ear to the ground
"when the worst comes to worst" is the first words ammerge/ into my head in my motor cortex/ life can be hopeless/ better yet grotesques/ n my hood think everythng gud bt insted i get more stressed/ OUT! sum say go the RIGHT way but instead you get LEFT OUT!! peer pressure/ cuz wat u do doesnt measure up/ no job so wat can you do to just get a buk?
When worst comes to worst What really comes first Would u give ya people water If they were dying of thirst Im gifted to feel that This life is sometimes a curse I dont wanna feel alone But Im afraid this bubble wont burst Until I spit another verse Before Im ridin in the hearse Black hearted boys With black toys Wanna put black on our shirts But still I stay strong Hold on Lemme finish this song Before i meet the man with The face made of bone And a scythe 3 feet long
So the surround's clear. Until old foes make me think it's wrong to rock the cradle Swing yo head off like Pisa funded Bable I'm in a different sorta fable Could get ya ass shot with this sorta cable And she don't even object So, now it's a proven fact, retract the cataract - No, I did not drink myself blind since quite some time SKATEBOARDING IS STILL NOT A CRIME µ It's no doubt, I'm snowed out I look up in the skies & see there's crows about I fly high like there ain't no way to pass the lowest cloud Stage dive into the digital and perhaps imaginary crowd Microwphone check - this like an apple snack - know what's goin' on keep on flowin' on like a discarded stealth fighter, raise ya lighter My mind used to be a little bit brighter, nowadays I can't hide her even though my consciousness seems wider, I don't know shit I got a split version of a kungfu bo-stick, typical crow-trick DO YOU WANNA MESS WITH THIS I can't say I wannna bless with bliss Can't figure out what's the rest of this I remain tired like a racecar in the pitstop Hooks & clips - some shit should stop it's like the question mark head for heaven with a seven to embark and end up downright back in the dark That ain't even hell, it's the black line and it don't arrive with a bit of spark hook shit like it's crooked with an excuse to get a holy book lit I don't know who the hell took it but I'm missin' parts of my lifeline that knife's mine the strife's fine just keep me on point but so does any decent quality joint strike the fight & kite the white like an enlightened buddhist, I'm alright I am the Best of Things, I am The Lord of the Rings, I could do wit' a lil bit moar of them G-STrings on them, everybody catching feelings like a none-affected clam, I don't get to give damn, from the root of the earth is where I stem, land flips primo like Prem none of this shit even seem like a scam, I'm well aware, that even beyond Delaware, shit is caught on cam, but I also don't get to give a fuck, and that's where you lot seem to get starstruck, I'm usually in the far end of the truck, sorry, they used to call thàt the lorry, & I'm like, ok? very sorry But I created a bird outta the blue one time - with a Luger pistol She ain't goin' a bee missed, y'all Call this sorta shit pure & coincidental My plans remain strickenly dental I'm known for the fact that I used to be mental Take it back right down on any papercase basket foldin' metal holdin' Plutonium Instrumental call me Magnum P.I. I investigate you non-stop I'm so overpowered it make me wanna drop Grand Mastah -CROW$WORD-
when everything comes to worst we get a thirst for them better times them better days when everything seem to go our way but today i don't recognize the feeling, just another cat stuck the cieling hoping the evil revealing will some day be repealing instead of sealing our fate its a disgrace how life has become a race objective based off race judge a man by his face and his place instead of his mind,we so advance yet so behind its time we took the incline to them better times.tgther we can rise
fuk tha money/ letz get dwn 2 tha worst thing/ they make u feel lik tha servent serving/ neva got 2 them' inside im hurtin/ itz all hate c/ for all yall 2 believe/ thatz wy i say....... R-E-S-P-E-C-T
hate in my blood keep it pumpin adrenalines like nitrous, foreva stuntin like i have a death wish let the blunt twist and give that roach a kiss nd its long gone over in minutes ferocious finish my herb thirst replenished but my tempers not fire in my chest look what all these rich kids got livin large in their fancy cars swipin daddys credit cards never had to work hard or fight to get what they wanted shits haunted im livin life like im fightin a fuckin gauntlet
im spitiin fire like hell just broke, who gives a fuck if im on or off the ellen show, im countin figures like the yellow folk, these nerds hatin cause a fellows dope, i tell no jokes i bun get on my mellow float, i go to hell wit my ice like an eskimo, im dead greezy watch for F.E.Ds, my skill is a delicasy to many that breathe, im illin other rappers fell wit disease, my flo go hard it aint delicate see, im a leprochaun friend of the trees, but i blaze em in a sesh wit a p, yall second to me
cal ill srpay but thi aint dipet but i till grab the trey to platta y data keep a tight grip on ya pak i take em' , but i stand & flo shit o damn ferociusfiends bloin my pager up like it implanted it exploives from coast to coast kid ive blone piff nd old zip knone for doin bid drone in the myt microphone kick tone knone to trip sone ya lip im in my zone
u rap cats better pck n inhaler/cuz im rollin on ur pak like fld the impler, i been rppin ince sega nd dont ant to c a hater,im ju on my grind titin up grcia vega, droppin mc into seas of aliigator the choppin block i messy the rap decapittor,the
Whoever remade the beat this way deserves mad props frl
The times we live in is unforgiven/ peoples minds is missing/people snitching/use crime to fill in but it's still unfulfilling/I'm a Christian but still feel affliction/within my soul toward my rotten feelings to rob civillians/understand my position and haste/I'm losing the race/I'm looking for guidance but steadily gettin spit in the face/high rent got me losing my place/no jobs got me catching a case/sitting alone in a cell feeling lower than waste....God Bless everyone's strength to make it!
Classic beat. Good kick and snare.
I love the snare..
I'm getting kinda high, riding on a beat I heard a hundred times/ let the heat burn, these rhymes are designed to climb your spine/affecting your mind, I'm one of a extinct kind/Hard to find again, I follow my heart since day one/And keep shining cause my legacy has just began/Dilated technique like trippin on xtc while rapping
/Ya'll better deal with it, u peoples is with me/If you can feel this shit.
fucking amazing beat...
Immortal Technique fucken rips this beat in half.
Listen to - Immortal Technique - Worst comes to worst
nuff said
I know its a long time since you made this comment but where can i find this?
awasome!!!
INFINITE SKILLZ!
love the beat amazing
great
nice
oh my god i dont believe it i was lookin for nthis track for 6 year....i thought this was made from premier !
Iron glass and concrete; trees and dirt-
Whatever environment you find me, Ill be dropin a verse.
Banjo to MPC, cradle to hearse
puttin out vibes to my people is why i reherse.
rude boys and punk kids- beat junkys and fiends
intelligent lyrics and music to make the kids scream.
If cant find the words but can imagine the sounds?
keep that pen on the paper and your ear to the ground
this is a modafakin beat man respect !
sick beat
"when the worst comes to worst"
is the first words ammerge/
into my head in my motor cortex/
life can be hopeless/
better yet grotesques/
n my hood think everythng gud bt insted i get more stressed/
OUT!
sum say go the RIGHT way but instead you get LEFT OUT!!
peer pressure/
cuz wat u do doesnt measure up/
no job so wat can you do to just get a buk?
When worst comes to worst
What really comes first
Would u give ya people water
If they were dying of thirst
Im gifted to feel that
This life is sometimes a curse
I dont wanna feel alone
But Im afraid this bubble wont burst
Until I spit another verse
Before Im ridin in the hearse
Black hearted boys
With black toys
Wanna put black on our shirts
But still I stay strong
Hold on
Lemme finish this song
Before i meet the man with
The face made of bone
And a scythe 3 feet long
So the surround's clear.
Until old foes make me think it's wrong to rock the cradle
Swing yo head off like Pisa funded Bable
I'm in a different sorta fable
Could get ya ass shot with this sorta cable
And she don't even object
So, now it's a proven fact, retract the cataract - No, I did not drink myself blind since quite some time
SKATEBOARDING IS STILL NOT A CRIME µ
It's no doubt, I'm snowed out
I look up in the skies & see there's crows about
I fly high like there ain't no way to pass the lowest cloud
Stage dive into the digital and perhaps imaginary crowd
Microwphone check - this like an apple snack - know what's goin' on
keep on flowin' on like a discarded stealth fighter, raise ya lighter
My mind used to be a little bit brighter, nowadays I can't hide her
even though my consciousness seems wider, I don't know shit
I got a split version of a kungfu bo-stick, typical crow-trick
DO YOU WANNA MESS WITH THIS
I can't say I wannna bless with bliss
Can't figure out what's the rest of this
I remain tired like a racecar in the pitstop
Hooks & clips - some shit should stop
it's like the question mark
head for heaven with a seven to embark
and end up downright back in the dark
That ain't even hell, it's the black line and it don't arrive with a bit of spark
hook shit like it's crooked with an excuse to get a holy book lit
I don't know who the hell took it
but I'm missin' parts of my lifeline
that knife's mine
the strife's fine
just keep me on point
but so does any decent quality joint
strike the fight & kite the white like an enlightened buddhist, I'm alright
I am the Best of Things,
I am The Lord of the Rings,
I could do wit' a lil bit moar of them G-STrings
on them,
everybody catching feelings like a none-affected clam,
I don't get to give damn,
from the root of the earth is where I stem,
land flips primo like Prem
none of this shit even seem like a scam,
I'm well aware, that even beyond Delaware,
shit is caught on cam,
but I also don't get to give a fuck,
and that's where you lot seem to get starstruck,
I'm usually in the far end of the truck,
sorry, they used to call thàt the lorry,
& I'm like, ok?
very sorry
But I created a bird outta the blue one time - with a Luger pistol
She ain't goin' a bee missed, y'all
Call this sorta shit pure & coincidental
My plans remain strickenly dental
I'm known for the fact that I used to be mental
Take it back right down
on any papercase
basket foldin'
metal holdin'
Plutonium Instrumental call me Magnum P.I.
I investigate you non-stop
I'm so overpowered it make me wanna drop
Grand Mastah -CROW$WORD-
FICOU FALTANDO OS SCRATCHING IGUAL NA VERSÃO VOCAL AI FICARIA PERFEITO
real talk good shit fam much much love fuck the haterss
@TexasOg817 TRUE!!!!!!!!
D/L LINK PLZ!
u can keep trying to argue all u want, ur only convincing urself lol
any1 got a download link?
This is the remix, not the original. The snare drum is better on the original. Check it out.
@DeSchuurman William Bell - I Forgot To Be Your Lover search dat up
ESTA !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
broadband rappers with brains on dial up
when everything comes to worst we get a thirst for them better times them better days when everything seem to go our way but today i don't recognize the feeling, just another cat stuck the cieling hoping the evil revealing will some day be repealing instead of sealing our fate its a disgrace how life has become a race objective based off race judge a man by his face and his place instead of his mind,we so advance yet so behind its time we took the incline to them better times.tgther we can rise
where can I find a "proper propaganda" instrumental?
fuk tha money/
letz get dwn 2 tha worst thing/
they make u feel lik tha servent serving/
neva got 2 them' inside im hurtin/
itz all hate c/
for all yall 2 believe/
thatz wy i say.......
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
hate in my blood keep it pumpin
adrenalines like nitrous, foreva stuntin
like i have a death wish
let the blunt twist and give that roach a kiss
nd its long gone over in minutes
ferocious finish my herb thirst replenished
but my tempers not
fire in my chest look what all these rich kids got
livin large in their fancy cars
swipin daddys credit cards
never had to work hard
or fight to get what they wanted
shits haunted
im livin life like im fightin a fuckin gauntlet
THIS SUX SO HARD!
nice wordplay
When we were kids
VALETE !
im spitiin fire like hell just broke, who gives a fuck if im on or off the ellen show, im countin figures like the yellow folk, these nerds hatin cause a fellows dope, i tell no jokes i bun get on my mellow float, i go to hell wit my ice like an eskimo, im dead greezy watch for F.E.Ds, my skill is a delicasy to many that breathe, im illin other rappers fell wit disease, my flo go hard it aint delicate see, im a leprochaun friend of the trees, but i blaze em in a sesh wit a p, yall second to me
DTP - Growing Pains same sample
cal ill srpay but thi aint dipet but i till grab the trey to platta y data keep a tight grip on ya pak i take em' ,
but i stand & flo shit o damn ferociusfiends bloin my pager up like it implanted it exploives from coast to coast kid ive blone piff nd old zip knone for doin bid
drone in the myt microphone kick tone knone to trip sone ya lip im in my zone
Yours Better
u rap cats better pck n inhaler/cuz im rollin on ur pak like fld the impler, i been rppin ince sega nd dont ant to c a hater,im ju on my grind titin up grcia vega, droppin mc into seas of aliigator the choppin block i messy the rap decapittor,the
U muslim right?
Jehovah is Allah
Same God. Just different name
This sux so hard
ill
wrong indeed, Jehova believes Jesus it his son, Allah believes he is prophet. big diff
na not the same tones
No Allah Is GOD.
And Allah Has a Prophet. Mohammed (PBUH)
i know thats too stupid
Sooooooooo bad
nice