(FREE) LUCKI Type Beat "Simplistic" (prod. Zoowe)

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  • Опубликовано: 16 окт 2024
  • (FREE) LUCKI Type Beat "Simplistic" (prod. Zoowe)
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    Free only for soundcloud, for streams you need lease.
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Комментарии • 8

  • @thiszoowe2
    @thiszoowe2  Год назад

    Purchase/Lease this beat: bsta.rs/e2a0802f9

  • @BeanDigg
    @BeanDigg Год назад

    U snapped on this 🔥

  • @Arck0
    @Arck0 Год назад

    IMMA USE THIS YER

  • @nephewprod
    @nephewprod Год назад +1

    glad i can cross this, new viewer

  • @prodvulture6
    @prodvulture6 Год назад

    Yessirrr

  • @ncgsay
    @ncgsay Год назад +1

    🔥🔥🔥

  • @sdot3212
    @sdot3212 Год назад +1

    0:12

  • @Chrispyagain
    @Chrispyagain Год назад

    (Verse 1)
    Yo, listen up, I gotta story 'bout a table so weak,
    Thought it was a king, but it's just a little antique,
    Four legs and a top, that's all it's got,
    I'll tear it down, make it a has-been thought.
    (Verse 2)
    You're just a table, not a throne of grace,
    I'll leave you shattered, all over the place,
    You thought you were sturdy, thought you're elite,
    But in this rap battle, you'll face defeat.
    (Verse 3)
    No charisma, no style, just a wooden plank,
    I'll break you apart, leave your structure blank,
    You're just a piece of furniture, not worth a song,
    I'll rap you into pieces, prove you wrong.
    (Verse 4)
    You're just a table, but I'm the rap king,
    I'll spit fire, make your surface sting,
    You're standing there, thinking you're bold,
    But after this rap, you'll be sold, cold and old.
    (Verse 5)
    You can't dance, you can't sing, you're just a bore,
    I'll show you the door, make you hit the floor,
    You're just a table, easy to dismiss,
    I'll leave you in ruins, that's my diss.
    (Verse 6)
    You thought you were grand, thought you were the best,
    But in this rap game, you failed the test,
    You're just a table, a relic of the past,
    I'll rap you out, and I'll rap you fast.
    (Verse 7)
    No glamour, no fame, just a piece of wood,
    I'll break you down, make you wish you could,
    Escape my rhymes, my lyrical wrath,
    But you're just a table, you won't last.
    (Verse 8)
    You're just a table, you don't have a chance,
    I'll leave you broken, in a table dance,
    You're not essential, you're just a prop,
    I'll rap you out, and I won't stop.
    (Verse 9)
    You're just a table, but I'm the rap boss,
    I'll leave you in pieces, a total loss,
    You thought you were something, but you're just a fable,
    In the world of rap, you're just a small table.
    (Verse 10)
    You're just a table, nothing more, nothing less,
    I'll rap you out, and I won't confess,
    You're just a table, and in this rap, you're through,
    I dissed you hard, that's my lyrical coup.
    (Verse 11)
    So there you have it, my table diss track,
    I've laid it down, no turning back,
    You're just a table, and in this rhyme,
    I proved my point, I won this time.