Leci spliff, lepki kieff, z ziomalami tu chilluje, Dobre mordy, to nie chuje, takich to szanuje Typa ścięło, już wystarczy, odleciał w obłoki. Towar idzie, już go czuje, słyszę jego kroki Gały rude, ściągaj grudę, ziomal, leży jak zabity 2 runda świeże bity przyszły nowe wbity Gdzie jest bonio, szukam bonia, typek do mnie woła.Tutaj leży. Topek świeży . I bletka od rawa. Nawijam rozsądnie, gówna nie reprezentuje, Łapię
this that flow that kills, beast cost ill, reppin for my people still, all the indigos, get ya glow, starting rituals, like spiritualistic vodoo, my words are sacrficial, never underestimate, never hesitate, roads to ritches, not much time, but i sure as hell aint gona be late, gotta dinner date with this bitch called fate, they gonna notice im great, having haters wanna battle, then watch em hyperventilate, dont believe me, ill demonstrate, my freestyle ryhmes are straight but with with the pen there great, DMT hits show me the way, my realm is a maze, you will be amazed if when you get here if your mind dont stray, all pschadelics are legal, so go ahead and free your cerebral, we dont fuck with crack, meth or no needles, if you do we dont need you, we trynna stay enlightened, sheding light on the world, hopin it will brighten, maybe wars will go away and everyone will stop fighting, until that day then words of peace is the only ones im recitin, im a lyrical viking, no scratch that, a titan, even a small flame, can turn to a forest fire, with a little igniting, for my album, im still writin, make sure everything is precise and, so when ppl hear it theyll say, there is no one like him, so many words i come up with, like a read the dictionary, vivid verbs paint you a picture like pictionary, never been an ordinary, lsd in visine bottles, droppin micrograms, making my sight so visionary, raw paper full of a strain of o.g crossed with some blueberry, third eye never close, im a indigo entity, my rhymes will be hoppin till infinity, so i stay spittin these metaphors and similies, my scientist making lsd with the chemistry, then me and, my indigos, take a mind trip, and reach full symetry,
Verse 1: A$AP Twelvyy] These some intimate thoughts In a Porsche, sipping Cris' through a straw You on the board, trying to get through a shore I was bored, trying to get me a broad, not a bitch or a whore You talking rank, tryna' settle the score Diamond to dog, living like the kind in the air Peace to my earth, I swear that she the mom of the year Peace on my turf, ducking all the models in here Beating the dirt, success is like kilometers near Stuck at my worst, karma talking dead in my ears I'm writing this verse, same time I met with my fears Quarter-century but way way ahead of my years I been gone since Daquan seen him dead at the stairs Stay strapped though, never lack though, watch your back though Word to Fat Joe, we let them ninety-nine clap mo' This the city called the rotten apple Now you know if you didn't know, nigga better pop a Snapple [Verse 2: Meechy Darko] Sitting in a room like why the room is spinning like the bitch in Exorcist head is? My mind is always on lettuce Paper chase, shrooms laced, heard the road is infinite No chain, no pendant No Range, no Bentley My rhymes be shitting on lives of rappers you into It ain't ironic I use a number-two pencil Better pay homage if ever we bump into Shotty pump hit you, mama grab the tissue Extra magazine, licking niggas wasn't a issue Saint Laurent leather, I'm like Fonz with a pistol In broad day, I'll address any issue And undress any damsel in distress, if she into dead niggas And I ain't talking about the presidents or the evil residents Never see the Benz again All four quarters, it's onslaught, pure slaughter All aboard bitch cause' it's all water [Verse 3: Erick Arc Elliott] The Messiah and the Maestro Pen prolific and now I'm twisted off nice 'dro Thoughts gifted, I'm non-existent tonight, ho I hit her once, slide shawty like the iPhone So I shine regal for the people in Paraná One kiss for my girl, two kiss for my mama Parted from my pain, won't dissipate This is missions on minimum wage Until I'm dug up out the grave, reincarnated Po' her ass on the glass, off the Bombay I get around 2Pac, just like the song say Flow frame of though, fuck your loss this is Fonzie The Columbine of the Comic-Con I'm blowing up for the common kind I told you pigs I ate finer-swine, I got my own shit Why you riding mine, huh? And we close at Ramadan And you not a soldier, need a shoulder you can cry upon [Bridge: Meechy Darko] (x2) Run from the Ops, duck shots and maintain Timbs butterscotch, Balmain at ballgames I ain't ever flopped, my name hall of fame Drunk driving, swerve lanes, tonight we get (high) Learn from the block, we plot to get payed YSL denim, J's that's all suede Never ever flop, my name hall of fame Drunk driving, swerve lanes, tonight we get (high)
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Been looking everywhere for this. Appreciate it.
yo i feel like this is clearer and more sharp than the actual beat on the song damn son where'd you get this
8 years and bro still ain’t sharing the sauce 😂
@@wittyvonskitsum😂😂he on some carti shi
Spratty!
im getting that adult swim bump type of vibe
hell yeahh
hell yeahh
hell yeahh
+Cross Lupus Yo could you give my channel a look and watch my version over this beat
soo true
YESSSSSSSSSS THANK YOU FOR THIS
+Reynold Wrappin Check out what i did to this beat im a 14 year old rapper
Leci spliff, lepki kieff, z ziomalami tu chilluje,
Dobre mordy, to nie chuje, takich to szanuje
Typa ścięło, już wystarczy, odleciał w obłoki.
Towar idzie, już go czuje, słyszę jego kroki
Gały rude, ściągaj grudę, ziomal, leży jak zabity
2 runda świeże bity przyszły nowe wbity
Gdzie jest bonio, szukam bonia, typek do mnie woła.Tutaj leży. Topek świeży . I bletka od rawa.
Nawijam rozsądnie, gówna nie reprezentuje, Łapię
who else listens this when they feelin good
I
Throwback to the dizz days
i can listen to this instrumental all day. almost like a spell too good
this that flow that kills, beast cost ill, reppin for my people still, all the indigos, get ya glow, starting rituals, like spiritualistic vodoo, my words are sacrficial, never underestimate, never hesitate, roads to ritches, not much time, but i sure as hell aint gona be late, gotta dinner date with this bitch called fate, they gonna notice im great, having haters wanna battle, then watch em hyperventilate, dont believe me, ill demonstrate, my freestyle ryhmes are straight but with with the pen there great, DMT hits show me the way, my realm is a maze, you will be amazed if when you get here if your mind dont stray, all pschadelics are legal, so go ahead and free your cerebral, we dont fuck with crack, meth or no needles, if you do we dont need you, we trynna stay enlightened, sheding light on the world, hopin it will brighten, maybe wars will go away and everyone will stop fighting, until that day then words of peace is the only ones im recitin, im a lyrical viking, no scratch that, a titan, even a small flame, can turn to a forest fire, with a little igniting, for my album, im still writin, make sure everything is precise and, so when ppl hear it theyll say, there is no one like him, so many words i come up with, like a read the dictionary, vivid verbs paint you a picture like pictionary, never been an ordinary, lsd in visine bottles, droppin micrograms, making my sight so visionary, raw paper full of a strain of o.g crossed with some blueberry, third eye never close, im a indigo entity, my rhymes will be hoppin till infinity, so i stay spittin these metaphors and similies, my scientist making lsd with the chemistry, then me and, my indigos, take a mind trip, and reach full symetry,
Bruh that's hot 💯🔥🔥🔥🔥
you don't know half the stuff u talking bout. stay true to your self don't try to imitate.other rappers you hear.. bring your original message.
+Andrew Ross check my version on my channel
Verse 1: A$AP Twelvyy]
These some intimate thoughts
In a Porsche, sipping Cris' through a straw
You on the board, trying to get through a shore
I was bored, trying to get me a broad, not a bitch or a whore
You talking rank, tryna' settle the score
Diamond to dog, living like the kind in the air
Peace to my earth, I swear that she the mom of the year
Peace on my turf, ducking all the models in here
Beating the dirt, success is like kilometers near
Stuck at my worst, karma talking dead in my ears
I'm writing this verse, same time I met with my fears
Quarter-century but way way ahead of my years
I been gone since Daquan seen him dead at the stairs
Stay strapped though, never lack though, watch your back though
Word to Fat Joe, we let them ninety-nine clap mo'
This the city called the rotten apple
Now you know if you didn't know, nigga better pop a Snapple
[Verse 2: Meechy Darko]
Sitting in a room like why the room is spinning like the bitch in Exorcist head is?
My mind is always on lettuce
Paper chase, shrooms laced, heard the road is infinite
No chain, no pendant
No Range, no Bentley
My rhymes be shitting on lives of rappers you into
It ain't ironic I use a number-two pencil
Better pay homage if ever we bump into
Shotty pump hit you, mama grab the tissue
Extra magazine, licking niggas wasn't a issue
Saint Laurent leather, I'm like Fonz with a pistol
In broad day, I'll address any issue
And undress any damsel in distress, if she into dead niggas
And I ain't talking about the presidents or the evil residents
Never see the Benz again
All four quarters, it's onslaught, pure slaughter
All aboard bitch cause' it's all water
[Verse 3: Erick Arc Elliott]
The Messiah and the Maestro
Pen prolific and now I'm twisted off nice 'dro
Thoughts gifted, I'm non-existent tonight, ho
I hit her once, slide shawty like the iPhone
So I shine regal for the people in Paraná
One kiss for my girl, two kiss for my mama
Parted from my pain, won't dissipate
This is missions on minimum wage
Until I'm dug up out the grave, reincarnated
Po' her ass on the glass, off the Bombay
I get around 2Pac, just like the song say
Flow frame of though, fuck your loss this is Fonzie
The Columbine of the Comic-Con
I'm blowing up for the common kind
I told you pigs I ate finer-swine, I got my own shit
Why you riding mine, huh? And we close at Ramadan
And you not a soldier, need a shoulder you can cry upon
[Bridge: Meechy Darko] (x2)
Run from the Ops, duck shots and maintain
Timbs butterscotch, Balmain at ballgames
I ain't ever flopped, my name hall of fame
Drunk driving, swerve lanes, tonight we get (high)
Learn from the block, we plot to get payed
YSL denim, J's that's all suede
Never ever flop, my name hall of fame
Drunk driving, swerve lanes, tonight we get (high)
Acid Pill Music
Does anyone know what's the name of the song the sample is from?
It's a small sample from Amy winehouse x Halftime.
faze spratt anyone?
The Elite FaZe late AF when it comes to that beast coast shit #47
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