Few people know but, the reason of theses rap/hiphop songs get soo good in medieval style is because they actually are composed based on barocco/bard scales and rythms, using mostly the same instruments like flutes, bells, strings and simple percussion, just like the medieval songs but with slightly different tones and bpms..
'Ttil the dome cometh off, 'till the lights burneth out 'Till mine own forks giveth out, cannot seal mine mouth 'Till the smoketh cleareth out, am i elated? p'rhaps I shall teareth this shite, 'till mine own bones collapseth
Till i fall down Thy shall enunciate these rhymes as far as thou sense em Till the day i lay down Thou couldn't speak that thy not slaughtering them All hail The Slim Knight of the shade and mourn Sir Nate the Dogg
Here be the lyrics. Causeth oft thee just feeleth not restful, feeleth weak and at which hour thee feeleth weak, thee feeleth liketh thee wanna just giveth up but thee did get to searcheth within thee, and tryeth to findeth yond inn'r strength and just pulleth yond the horror out of thee and receiveth yond motivation to not giveth up, and not beest a quitt'r nay matt'r how lacking valor thee wanna just falleth champain on thy visage and collapse 'till i collapse i'm spilling these raps longeth as thee feeleth 'em 'til the day yond i dropeth thee'll nev'r sayeth yond i'm not killing 'em 'cause at which hour i am not, then i'mma stand ho penning 'em and i am not hip-hop and i'm just not eminem subliminal thoughts, at which hour i'mma stand ho sending 'em? distaff art hath caught in webs, spineth 'em and hock venom adrenalin shots, the penicillin couldst not receiveth the illing to stand ho amoxicillin's just not real enow the criminal cop-killing hip hopeth villain a minimal swap to cop millions of pac hark'rs thou art coming with me, feeleth t 'r not thou art gonna feareth t liketh i hath shown thee the spirit of god liveth in us thee heareth t a lot, lyrics to shocketh is't a miracle 'r am i just product of popeth fizzing up? f'r shizzle mine own wizzle, this is the plot, hark up thee bizzles f'rgot, slizzle doest not giveth a alas! 'till the roof cometh off, 'till the lights wend out 'till mine own forks giveth out, can't did shut mine own that from which we speak 'till the smoketh clears out, am i high? p'rhaps i'mma rip this the horror, 'till mine own bone collapse 'till the roof cometh off, 'till the lights wend out 'till mine own forks giveth out, can't did shut mine own that from which we speak 'till the smoketh clears out, am i high? p'rhaps i'mma rip this the horror, 'till mine own bone collapse music is liketh charm, th're's a c'rtain humour thee receiveth at which hour thee real and thee spiteth and people art humour thy the horror this is thy moment, and ev'ry single minute thee spendeth tryna holdeth on to t because thee may nev'r receiveth t again so while thou art in t, tryeth to receiveth as much the horror as thee can and at which hour thy runneth is ov'r just admiteth at which hour t's at its endeth because i'm at the endeth of mine own wits with half the the horror gets in i did get a listeth, h're's the 'rd'r of mine own listeth yond t's in t goeth reggie, jay-z, 2pac and biggie andre from outkast, jada, kurupt, nas and then me but in this industry i'm the causeth of a lot of envy so at which hour i'm not putteth on this listeth, the the horror doest not offendeth me yond's wherefore thee seeth me walking 'round liketh nothing's both'ring me coequal though half thee people did get a fuckin' problem with me thee misprise t but thee knoweth respect thee did get to giveth me the presseth's did wet dreameth liketh bobby and whitney, nate, hitteth me 'till the roof cometh off, 'till the lights wend out 'till mine own forks giveth out, can't did shut mine own that from which we speak 'till the smoketh clears out, am i high? p'rhaps i'mma rip this the horror, 'till mine own bone collapse 'till the roof cometh off, 'till the lights wend out 'till mine own forks giveth out, can't did shut mine own that from which we speak 'till the smoketh clears out, am i high? p'rhaps i'mma rip this the horror, 'till mine own bone collapse lief as a v'rse starts, i consume at an mc's heart what is that gent bethinking? how not to wend 'gainst me, cunning and t's absurd, how people hangeth on ev'ry w'rd i'll belike nev'r receiveth the props i feeleth i ev'r des'rve but i'll nev'r beest s'rved, mine own spoteth is f'rev'r res'rv'd if 't be true i ev'r leaveth earth, yond wouldst beest the death of me first 'cause in mine own heart of hearts i knoweth nothing couldst ev'r beest w'rse yond's wherefore i'm clev'r at which hour i putteth togeth'r ev'ry v'rse mine own thoughts art sp'radic, i act liketh i'm an addict i rap liketh i'm addict'd to smack liketh i'm kim math'rs but i wanteth not to wend f'rth and backeth in constant battles the fact is i wouldst rath'r sitteth backeth and bombeth some rapp'rs so this is liketh a full blown attacketh i'm launching at 'em the track is on some battling raps who is't wanteth some static? 'cause i very not much bethink yond the fact yond i'm slim matt'rs a plaque and platinum status is wack if 't be true i'm not the baddest, so 'till the roof cometh off, 'till the lights wend out 'till mine own forks giveth out, can't did shut mine own that from which we speak 'till the smoketh clears out, am i high? p'rhaps i'mma rip this the horror, 'till mine own bone collapse 'till the roof cometh off, 'till the lights wend out 'till mine own forks giveth out, can't did shut mine own that from which we speak 'till the smoketh clears out, am i high? p'rhaps i'mma rip this the horror, 'till mine own bone collapse until the roof (until the roof) the roof cometh off (the roof cometh off) until mine own forks (until mine own forks) giveth out from und'rneath me i shall not falleth, i shall standeth tall doth feel liketh nay one can did beat me
I watched the movie when I was 8 and found it really cool(I mean,robots boxing is very badass💪).Didn't know Hugh Jackman was in it but I just love this actor
"I did get a listeth, h're's the 'rd'r of mine own listeth yond t's in t goeth reggie, Jay-Z, 2Pac and Biggie André from Outkast, Jada, Kurupt, Nas, and then me But in this industry I'm the causeth of a lot of envy"
In the realm of knights and stone, I battle on, my spirit's not overthrown. From dawn till dusk, in armor clad, I fight on, unyielding, like a knight gone mad.
Man i don't know about you guys! but i am really really really really really really really enjoying these bardcore covers!!!!!!!!!!!!!! makes me feel like i am actually with the band :D they do a great job with these covers and they work hard!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and as they say hard work pays off! literally!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! keep up the good work please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I watch these religiously. I have a request: 2Pac - When We Ride on Our Enemies Also, please do consider accepting Zcash donations. I will send you some.
As Lord Mathers of the Shadé once proclaimed, "You shan't be a fool, be a king; Thinketh not, why be a king, when thou may be a god," "I demand a Tome of Platinum, 'tis mad if I may not be evil's phantom," and "Soles, breaketh you mustn't, tis may be my life's final reminiscent."
I’ve got a scroll, here is thee order of my scroll that it’s in. It goes Reggie, Jay of thy Z, 2 of the Pac, and Biggie, Andre of thy Outkast, Jada, Kurupt, Nas and then I.
until the roof may rise untill the candles have blown out until my legs have worn out cant shut my tongue until thiest smoke vanishes i may find myself on a higher plane of existence cant shut thie mouth
“Oft cometh the hour when thou feeleth weak. And lo, on the hour thou feeleth weak doth thou merely desire naught but to surrender. But thou must peer inward upon thyself and summon thine humors for to seek thine muse. N’ere to surrender, nor to concede defeat, disregarding how greatly thou wisheth to simply lay in thy grave…” -Sir Marshal The Slim of the House of Mathers.
sometimes thou just feels tired, feels weak And when thou art weak, thou knowest best to just give up But thou might search within, and pray to seek that inner strength And just pull that millstone round again The Lord provides motivation to not give up, and not be a court jester No matter how much you want to just fall flat on your stone and collapse 'Till I collapse I'm milling these grains long as thou be needing them 'Till the day the stone cracks thou ne’er can say I'm not grinding them For when I am not, well then the harvest’s been poor again, And I am not a god, I’m only a simple miller man, Some blind man thought, my daughter’s be bewitching him, Wenches on ducking stools, splash ‘em and milk their venom and, Take Hemlock shots, the cow dung could not get the blindness to stop My daughter’s sinking, oh well, i guess she’d not pray enough The catchpole’s out killing the village villains and A minimal rest to watch millions of flies eating them, You're milling with me, feel it or not thou will fear it Like the Abbott told us the spirit of God lives in all of us Thou hears it a lot, millers are safe from m’lords reprimand Is it a miracle or is it my lords high bread demand? Give the grindstone a wiggle, that’s a chamber pot, listen, hark! You peasants forgot, this Miller does not give a ducat! 'Till the grain goes off, 'till the torch goes out 'Till my legs give out, I’ll grind it out 'Till the sacks clear out, am I right? Perhaps Thou shall grind this corn, till mine bones collapse Till the grain goes off, 'till the torch goes out 'Till my legs give out, I’ll grind it out 'Till the sacks clear out, am I right? Perhaps Thou shall grind this corn, till mine bones collapse Milling is like magic (no witch) there's a certain feeling thou gets When thine stone is turning while the lord is eating your bread Hark this be the moment, and every single minute you spend Grinding wheat so his granary’s ne’er empty again So while you spin it, try to get as much flour as you can And when it’s over legally you must admit thats the end, That’s why I'm at the end of thine wits with half the millers that spin I can’t write, but here's the order of my list that it's in It goes Richard, Jeffrey, Two stones and big G Andre the outcast he’s corrupt, thou art all offending in this grindustry I'm the cause of a lot of envy But One day when I’m the Lord, I’m going to grind their bodies, see That's why thou spy’s me striding 'round like nothing's bothering me Even though half the millers hath ungodly problems with me Thou hateth but thou knows respect thou ought to give me I’m the lordship’s wet dream like Joseph and Mary, Lord strike me, Soon as harvest starts, I sleep all night by my cart, “What is he thinking?” I’m watching God’s own natural art It’s not absurd, it’s how thou gets the best grain to turn But I'll probably never get the grain I know my milly deserves But thou knowest my worth, my spot’s forever reserved If I ever leave Earth, wheat would be the death of me first For in thine heart of hearts I know nothing wouldst ever be worse That's why I’m cackling while I put together every curse My yields are not sporadic, I mill like I'm an addict I plough like I'm avoiding the rack like I'm the Spanish But I don't want to go forth and back to constant battles The fact is I would rather sit back ferment some apples fie on it! This a Saxon attack I'm launching at ‘em The crack is of my rattling whip “who wants a slappin’” Cause I don't really think that the fact that I'm some peasant With plague and low-born status matters, I am the master, so.
*_Until the time come nigh that I cease from exhaustion_*
- Sir Slim of the Shadé
Slender Shade
Honestly, his given name is Bardcore enough. Who dares to fuck with Sir Marshall Mathers the Third, Esq.?
I can't fucking breathe
s y l p h l i ke u m b r a
Don't forget Sir Nathan of Hounds on the hook
Till I Fall by Sir Marshall Mathers III .
...featuring Lord Nathaniel Dogginton of Long Bæch
Album: þe MM Spectacle
Year: 1002
Until I hath a fall*
*until I hath falleth
I'm fking dying🤣
Ahh, yes. Sir Mathers, Marshall of The Eight Miles.
Marshall of The Eight Leagues.
Them: Don't you listen to any modern music?
Me:
Nathaniel the Canine is much missed in this wonderful ditty
🤣🤣🤣🤣
Took me a minute to get what you were trying to say for a second. But once I figured it out, I died. 🤣
I think “Nathaniel The Hound” is more apt.
May he resteth in peace.
“Inquire impertinently mutt” also known in modern day as “Snoop Dogg” would certainly agree
Few people know but, the reason of theses rap/hiphop songs get soo good in medieval style is because they actually are composed based on barocco/bard scales and rythms, using mostly the same instruments like flutes, bells, strings and simple percussion, just like the medieval songs but with slightly different tones and bpms..
I was just thinking that Eminem, or rap in general, sounds really good in this style
Exactly
Yep, some of the hip-hop music also sampled song from 17 century, or classical music
@@username8644 Eminem made this beat. Most beats from The Eminem Show are made by Eminem.
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Who tf dislikes when it hasn't even premiered yet
you could make the same argument for liking it before it premieres
People who don't like these pointless announcements, probably.
@@garywilliams6124 nah because liking before it comes out means just showing support for the author. Disliking is pure hate.
Teh big ghey that's who...
@@givensurname1296 has a point. It builds hype & awareness. Anticipation & makes people curious as to the contents
Rip Legend Nate Dogg
RIP
ah yes, the Legendary Nathaniel Doggard
Rip to the Dogg
For real. When an artist passes away there's usually others that can replace them, but no one could replace Nate Dog
@@misterpete8001 Akon tried and failed lol
When you and the crew wanna hang but you've gotta slay dragons at dawn.
'Ttil the dome cometh off, 'till the lights burneth out
'Till mine own forks giveth out, cannot seal mine mouth
'Till the smoketh cleareth out, am i elated? p'rhaps
I shall teareth this shite, 'till mine own bones collapseth
My head automatically reads that with Mike Tyson's voice because of these "th"s 😅
Till i fall down
Thy shall enunciate these rhymes as far as thou sense em
Till the day i lay down
Thou couldn't speak that thy not slaughtering them
All hail The Slim Knight of the shade and mourn Sir Nate the Dogg
Late sir Nate the Wolf
And Slender Knight
They called the dog a "hound" in medieval times.
Here be the lyrics.
Causeth oft thee just feeleth not restful, feeleth weak
and at which hour thee feeleth weak, thee feeleth liketh thee wanna just giveth up
but thee did get to searcheth within thee, and tryeth to findeth yond inn'r strength
and just pulleth yond the horror out of thee
and receiveth yond motivation to not giveth up, and not beest a quitt'r
nay matt'r how lacking valor thee wanna just falleth champain on thy visage and collapse
'till i collapse i'm spilling these raps longeth as thee feeleth 'em
'til the day yond i dropeth thee'll nev'r sayeth yond i'm not killing 'em
'cause at which hour i am not, then i'mma stand ho penning 'em
and i am not hip-hop and i'm just not eminem
subliminal thoughts, at which hour i'mma stand ho sending 'em?
distaff art hath caught in webs, spineth 'em and hock venom
adrenalin shots, the penicillin couldst not receiveth the illing to stand ho
amoxicillin's just not real enow
the criminal cop-killing hip hopeth villain
a minimal swap to cop millions of pac hark'rs
thou art coming with me, feeleth t 'r not thou art gonna feareth t
liketh i hath shown thee the spirit of god liveth in us
thee heareth t a lot, lyrics to shocketh
is't a miracle 'r am i just product of popeth fizzing up?
f'r shizzle mine own wizzle, this is the plot, hark up
thee bizzles f'rgot, slizzle doest not giveth a alas!
'till the roof cometh off, 'till the lights wend out
'till mine own forks giveth out, can't did shut mine own that from which we speak
'till the smoketh clears out, am i high? p'rhaps
i'mma rip this the horror, 'till mine own bone collapse
'till the roof cometh off, 'till the lights wend out
'till mine own forks giveth out, can't did shut mine own that from which we speak
'till the smoketh clears out, am i high? p'rhaps
i'mma rip this the horror, 'till mine own bone collapse
music is liketh charm, th're's a c'rtain humour thee receiveth
at which hour thee real and thee spiteth and people art humour thy the horror
this is thy moment, and ev'ry single minute thee spendeth
tryna holdeth on to t because thee may nev'r receiveth t again
so while thou art in t, tryeth to receiveth as much the horror as thee can
and at which hour thy runneth is ov'r just admiteth at which hour t's at its endeth
because i'm at the endeth of mine own wits with half the the horror gets in
i did get a listeth, h're's the 'rd'r of mine own listeth yond t's in
t goeth reggie, jay-z, 2pac and biggie
andre from outkast, jada, kurupt, nas and then me
but in this industry i'm the causeth of a lot of envy
so at which hour i'm not putteth on this listeth, the the horror doest not offendeth me
yond's wherefore thee seeth me walking 'round liketh nothing's both'ring me
coequal though half thee people did get a fuckin' problem with me
thee misprise t but thee knoweth respect thee did get to giveth me
the presseth's did wet dreameth liketh bobby and whitney, nate, hitteth me
'till the roof cometh off, 'till the lights wend out
'till mine own forks giveth out, can't did shut mine own that from which we speak
'till the smoketh clears out, am i high? p'rhaps
i'mma rip this the horror, 'till mine own bone collapse
'till the roof cometh off, 'till the lights wend out
'till mine own forks giveth out, can't did shut mine own that from which we speak
'till the smoketh clears out, am i high? p'rhaps
i'mma rip this the horror, 'till mine own bone collapse
lief as a v'rse starts, i consume at an mc's heart
what is that gent bethinking? how not to wend 'gainst me, cunning
and t's absurd, how people hangeth on ev'ry w'rd
i'll belike nev'r receiveth the props i feeleth i ev'r des'rve
but i'll nev'r beest s'rved, mine own spoteth is f'rev'r res'rv'd
if 't be true i ev'r leaveth earth, yond wouldst beest the death of me first
'cause in mine own heart of hearts i knoweth nothing couldst ev'r beest w'rse
yond's wherefore i'm clev'r at which hour i putteth togeth'r ev'ry v'rse
mine own thoughts art sp'radic, i act liketh i'm an addict
i rap liketh i'm addict'd to smack liketh i'm kim math'rs
but i wanteth not to wend f'rth and backeth in constant battles
the fact is i wouldst rath'r sitteth backeth and bombeth some rapp'rs
so this is liketh a full blown attacketh i'm launching at 'em
the track is on some battling raps who is't wanteth some static?
'cause i very not much bethink yond the fact yond i'm slim matt'rs
a plaque and platinum status is wack if 't be true i'm not the baddest, so
'till the roof cometh off, 'till the lights wend out
'till mine own forks giveth out, can't did shut mine own that from which we speak
'till the smoketh clears out, am i high? p'rhaps
i'mma rip this the horror, 'till mine own bone collapse
'till the roof cometh off, 'till the lights wend out
'till mine own forks giveth out, can't did shut mine own that from which we speak
'till the smoketh clears out, am i high? p'rhaps
i'mma rip this the horror, 'till mine own bone collapse
until the roof
(until the roof)
the roof cometh off
(the roof cometh off)
until mine own forks
(until mine own forks)
giveth out from und'rneath me
i shall not falleth, i shall standeth tall
doth feel liketh nay one can did beat me
Pin this comment Beedle Sire 🐈
My my, a hero you are now legend you are to be.
This comment needs more attention
Will you marry me please😂
@@Catsandravens727 why not ? 🐈
ice cube - it was a good day, please
I hear thee
@@BeedleTheBardcore I second this suggestion. Love your work Beedle
Your channel is the best thing that has happened to me this year, please keep it up and never stop ✨🤩
Until he collapses
🤗
Same! This channel is a blessing 🙏
Do Kevin Gates - Out the mud, Roaming Around, wish I had it. Pleaseeeee
An hardcore song in medieval style and it still sounds so good 😂
Es lebe der Barde, welcher uns diese feinen Klänge übereignet!
Jene exzellenten Kompositionen erfüllen mein Gehöhr mit vorzüglicher und wohlbekömmlicher Akkustik.
Jubel 👏🏻
Wohl wahr.
Es lebe Beedle von der Vogelweide! Amen.
Till my legs give out can't shut my mouth
- nate dogg [1969~2011]
When the Monk/Barbarian Multiclass drops his weapons and assumes a martial arts pose against the Minotaur Tribe Chief.
When you pull up on your enemies after you have finished beheading their companions. "Thou want's some?
Alias by thy name Nathaniel "The Hound" Hale II. has murdered thy beat
ah yes, Sir Marshal Matherton and the Legendary Nathaniel Doggard
Till I collapseth
If you remember this song from Real Steel, you are a legend!
And what is this steal thou speakest of?
Show a sword made of such a material hold a edge better than the finest of bronze?
Nay I thinketh not!
I watched the movie when I was 8 and found it really cool(I mean,robots boxing is very badass💪).Didn't know Hugh Jackman was in it but I just love this actor
There needs to be a part 2
Honestly a good play with great duels
Just when it started , I knew it was gonna be fire , you never seem to disappoint me with your Eminem covers
How can people dislike when they haven’t even seen the video 😭😂😂😂
They're bizzles, but they forgot Slizzle doth not give a f***
👏👏
Errant knaves
This guy is AMAZING
The trailer for Call of Duty: Medieval Warfare 2 was most exquisite
"I did get a listeth, h're's the 'rd'r of mine own listeth yond t's in
t goeth reggie, Jay-Z, 2Pac and Biggie
André from Outkast, Jada, Kurupt, Nas, and then me
But in this industry I'm the causeth of a lot of envy"
That was awful. Never post here again.
👍
@@aaronleperspicace1704 stfu
This is literally the mood at hastings 1066
I used to listen to this when I was thrown off the old castle by the king
Pretty much all your songs fit the witcher 3 amazingly
Thanks for makin my gaming playlist 10/10
In the realm of knights and stone,
I battle on, my spirit's not overthrown.
From dawn till dusk, in armor clad,
I fight on, unyielding, like a knight gone mad.
Slender Shadow featuring Nathan Hound
Man i don't know about you guys! but i am really really really really really really really enjoying these bardcore covers!!!!!!!!!!!!!! makes me feel like i am actually with the band :D they do a great job with these covers and they work hard!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and as they say hard work pays off! literally!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! keep up the good work please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sir Eminem and Sir Nate Dogg sure do put some heat into the ballroom!
I remember this song our bard eminemius the III used to play it at the knight training area
Until until my knees are broken, until my bones are mill flour, until the final trumpet blows I shall not relent
new ageofempire 4 soundtrack confirmed?
When preparing for thy ultimate battle!
YESSSSSS, THE ONE IVE BEEN WAITING FOR!!!!!
Thank you, Beedle
"Good morrow Marshall, it is I, Pauleth"
I watch these religiously. I have a request: 2Pac - When We Ride on Our Enemies
Also, please do consider accepting Zcash donations. I will send you some.
As Lord Mathers of the Shadé once proclaimed, "You shan't be a fool, be a king; Thinketh not, why be a king, when thou may be a god," "I demand a Tome of Platinum, 'tis mad if I may not be evil's phantom," and "Soles, breaketh you mustn't, tis may be my life's final reminiscent."
Your channel is so underrated! More people need to listen to your stuff! It's amazing!
These just keep getting better and better
Black widow Iggy Azalea and Rita Ora- A good medieval masterpiece for the lyrics and only!😂
Till I perish - Lord Mathers the 3rd
This is siege music. Or getting ready for combat
They play this song when they about to slay dragons
Another fine tune composed by Sir Slim, the Shady.
I can imagine this at medieval times this is 🔥
Best Christmas album so far 👌
Cool. Remember to add not afraid to the playlist. Keep it up.
This is amazing!!
The new Medieval Warfare 2 trailer dropped, and I can’t believe they got this song for it.
This is what made me subscribe keep them comming soon you will hit big
Until my downward journey by sir Marshal of House Mathers the third
It’s goeth Reginold, Sir Jay of Z, King Pac, and Lord Biggie, Andre of house Outkast, Prince Jada, Lord Kurupt, Priest Nas, and then myselfth.
Beedle you deserve so much more than 162k subs! I hope they start flyin in and up past a mil!
my favorite
It's ages away
What a beat!
The slimth of thee carried the toon till it colapsth
Harold grab thy microphone
This shit is like someone is in the middle of a heist
Till I Prolapse are the best composition for medieval workout
*collapse
Pelvic organ prolapse is where organs like the womb or bladder move out of place and press on your vagina.
@@davemcg915 Who art thou so wise in the ways of science?
@@godwinvaseekaran4523 I Come for the future my friend
Awsome song .
When the Bard and the band plays this during the Siege the Whole town survived.
Goose bumps remains the same!
Yes!!! Totally worth the wait!
I’ve got a scroll, here is thee order of my scroll that it’s in. It goes Reggie, Jay of thy Z, 2 of the Pac, and Biggie, Andre of thy Outkast, Jada, Kurupt, Nas and then I.
This slaps, damn
That clap though 😂
Beautiful
I've been patiently waiting for the medieval lyrics fellas 🐈
Increasing the exhaust
Little by little
until the roof may rise
untill the candles have blown out
until my legs have worn out
cant shut my tongue
until thiest smoke vanishes
i may find myself on a higher plane of existence
cant shut thie mouth
It is SO beautiful
tis thine castle walls crumble
Iconic 👑👑👑
I was really hoping I'd find this one!
I’m going to run to this 🏃♂️
This shit BUMPS !!!!!!!!
claps are intensifying the rhythme
NICE
“Oft cometh the hour when thou feeleth weak. And lo, on the hour thou feeleth weak doth thou merely desire naught but to surrender. But thou must peer inward upon thyself and summon thine humors for to seek thine muse. N’ere to surrender, nor to concede defeat, disregarding how greatly thou wisheth to simply lay in thy grave…” -Sir Marshal The Slim of the House of Mathers.
sometimes thou just feels tired, feels weak
And when thou art weak, thou knowest best to just give up
But thou might search within, and pray to seek that inner strength
And just pull that millstone round again
The Lord provides motivation to not give up, and not be a court jester
No matter how much you want to just fall flat on your stone and collapse
'Till I collapse I'm milling these grains long as thou be needing them
'Till the day the stone cracks thou ne’er can say I'm not grinding them
For when I am not, well then the harvest’s been poor again,
And I am not a god, I’m only a simple miller man,
Some blind man thought, my daughter’s be bewitching him,
Wenches on ducking stools, splash ‘em and milk their venom and,
Take Hemlock shots, the cow dung could not get the blindness to stop
My daughter’s sinking, oh well, i guess she’d not pray enough
The catchpole’s out killing the village villains and
A minimal rest to watch millions of flies eating them,
You're milling with me, feel it or not thou will fear it
Like the Abbott told us the spirit of God lives in all of us
Thou hears it a lot, millers are safe from m’lords reprimand
Is it a miracle or is it my lords high bread demand?
Give the grindstone a wiggle, that’s a chamber pot, listen, hark!
You peasants forgot, this Miller does not give a ducat!
'Till the grain goes off, 'till the torch goes out
'Till my legs give out, I’ll grind it out
'Till the sacks clear out, am I right? Perhaps
Thou shall grind this corn, till mine bones collapse
Till the grain goes off, 'till the torch goes out
'Till my legs give out, I’ll grind it out
'Till the sacks clear out, am I right? Perhaps
Thou shall grind this corn, till mine bones collapse
Milling is like magic (no witch) there's a certain feeling thou gets
When thine stone is turning while the lord is eating your bread
Hark this be the moment, and every single minute you spend
Grinding wheat so his granary’s ne’er empty again
So while you spin it, try to get as much flour as you can
And when it’s over legally you must admit thats the end,
That’s why I'm at the end of thine wits with half the millers that spin
I can’t write, but here's the order of my list that it's in
It goes Richard, Jeffrey, Two stones and big G
Andre the outcast he’s corrupt, thou art all offending
in this grindustry I'm the cause of a lot of envy
But One day when I’m the Lord, I’m going to grind their bodies, see
That's why thou spy’s me striding 'round like nothing's bothering me
Even though half the millers hath ungodly problems with me
Thou hateth but thou knows respect thou ought to give me
I’m the lordship’s wet dream like Joseph and Mary, Lord strike me,
Soon as harvest starts, I sleep all night by my cart,
“What is he thinking?” I’m watching God’s own natural art
It’s not absurd, it’s how thou gets the best grain to turn
But I'll probably never get the grain I know my milly deserves
But thou knowest my worth, my spot’s forever reserved
If I ever leave Earth, wheat would be the death of me first
For in thine heart of hearts I know nothing wouldst ever be worse
That's why I’m cackling while I put together every curse
My yields are not sporadic, I mill like I'm an addict
I plough like I'm avoiding the rack like I'm the Spanish
But I don't want to go forth and back to constant battles
The fact is I would rather sit back ferment some apples
fie on it! This a Saxon attack I'm launching at ‘em
The crack is of my rattling whip “who wants a slappin’”
Cause I don't really think that the fact that I'm some peasant
With plague and low-born status matters, I am the master, so.
Sir Marshall of Detroitshire cometh in with a banger
Till I shall fall by the rap of lord
Now I understand one thing he's a stan too.🔥🔥
I imagine him making an Aladdin type entrance on an elephant with belly dancers
Till i exhaust to thy sun and falleth over
Till thy collapse, thy spilleth these raps as long as thee feelith them
Till thy day that thy drop,they nay say that thy not killeth them
Till I stumble upon thee on thy most precious grounds by Ælderman Mathers
Come Forth Sir Slim Shady after your collapse in 1211AD
This is what warriors used to listen before crusade
Cool
when you about to nail some theses on a church door
the hype is real