Let me begin by saying, That I am not a rapper,/ But Nba baller's try it, and even Actors,/ but thats another subject, a different chapter, This is my Revelation, My holy grail, So much dedication, How could I fail?, My boat done left da dock, You aint even set Sail, I'm lounging at da beach, without a care, I know u mad at life, You say da shit aint fair!
Jesus on the scene y'all so scared cause u never believed until y'all seen the king in the throne my whole crew unashamed to rep his name this ain't about the money and the fame if u believe in that then u just slave dont live in sin live in purity currently you think u gangsta while doing body counts come over here and see what's it really all about towards the steps of glory it aint boring u just aint for it ...1.1.6 spreading the word of christ change your life make it right towards the light
im gettin' at this beat like 12 am in central park, or like occupy wall street contemplating where to start, black to whites when rodney king lost the case, ''the wraith'' in all black without a face, president truman to ''hiroshima'', or katrina to new orleans without fema, like nicotine to your lungs when you inhale, anthrax in your fan mail, or the iceberg to the titanic when it set sail, planes to the twin towers, like agent orange to the nam showers
spit wickness, stick up the cluesless, mop yo city with blue dis, rider in the block , knock yo door like find slot, pass gas or not, made you lick my gun n shot/ 38 revolve leave you 38 dot, pray the hopeless ain't come to you cant stop/ drive'em dry, cop'em park alot, aim up make you jog criticism plot,
bumpn' that meek mill/kel tec,taurus,springfield/i speak steel/ leave a geek filled when the heat spills/im on fire like the middle of heats field/ suge knight on the mic/treat you like vanilla ice/bitch hold your feet still!/ i roll like elite seals/osama this bitch and leave the beat killed/ so dope i bleed pills/hate on this key style/or continue read skills/ cuz if u aint feelin this n ur life time/ur seeds will/ appreciate what u have/cuz greed kills/ Ol Dirty Lemons
murder after murder hit the after burner dont let the blunt go out you kno what we about our body count nigga we fuckin stack cheese like we was jerry no tom foolery rep my city 513 they call me cpt sit down for this verbal lashin living my life full of lavish shout out to this pyrex we cook up the meth bad breath from 8ball strapped with a vest
Lol thats kinda hard i feel it. its that young dark skin fella.. im high&fly, propellas.. adn im drunk off this tequila.. cold outside but i gotta heater.. so if you keep flappin yo beaker.. end up swimmin wit sea creatures.. i gotta bitch that look like tila.. &on the outside she a diva.. said she only smoke setiva..I said im leaving you 4 keesha.. she said i wouldnt wanna be er'.. and aint nobody else seen keesha.. lol
10 o clock on the Dot, I hit that round About, Savin up my head from this rappers, Check My Body Count, Niqqas gettin heavy Suspension on Chevy the Weighing Down, Team been Stack for A while now time to Splurg It Now, Bad White Chick, I call her Ass my Surburban Doll, Sold so many O'z i Dnt think that i can Buy A Vowel, Boy take ah beatin on track time to throw the towel, He took his last Breathe, So I dont think he's going to make the Trial, i dont like my Organize i like it in a Pile!
body count body count/ whos life get snatched next/ body count body count/ these boys dont really wana plex/ cus i body count body count/ i cant even keep up with da amount/ talkin out yur mouth/ dont make me bring dem choppas out/ and do a body count/ 1 dead 2 dead 3 dead 4/ your click wana get down/ than im gon head have to count sum more/ man im stackin bodies like a morgue/ every nite different city so a nigga never bored/ touch my chain than your body touch the floor/ need i say more?
whats ur body fat %/im triple digits/ what u eatin on nigga? can i finish it?/ all these snacks up in my house, THEY ALL EXQUISITE!/ half a turkey on the plate right here where i sittin/ UGGHH!
Yes I got skills that make weak rappaz sick to they stomich. Lyrics so Ill Like I got the flu Beefing wit me u won't make it to the ICU. This I promise u. I'm the type of rappa when I die people will pay homage to an u cats won't even be remember'd this is truth being told now enough is enough let's just let The story unfold ....
I eat these rappers, but call this one a snack/GOT a body count like I just came from IRAQ/ uh! double digits, dirt dun did it- last ni99a caught one through his Yankee Fitted/ guess these die hard fans are THAT committed... I'm so twisted, like an 8 ball, been street since I was 8 boy/ grinding like a skateboard/Kush got me higher than the motherfuckin eighth floor/ but dealin out the basement, deal go wrong someones blood gettin cleaned-up off the pavement/N pops told me-money cause hatred
Sean says he does it big well then i do it enormous/ This is a rabbit race and the rest of you are the tortoise/ Thats right i said your dead weight/ Slow as fuck just like a freight/ Train of the game but you stuck on the tracks/ The shit that you spit must have come from your ass/ I split you up in my spliff and your big as an eighth/ Say you all together but your made of scotch tape/ Not black but i rap this shit up like duct tape/ Fuck your papers n blunts man ima just vape/ Volcano Flow/
COD sniping on the roof tops/ Marking ur fore head like a hindu dot Boom pow,his head is gone He was soo mad that i shot him,he turn off his ps3 off Jeffy is the best player on CoD/ He changed numbers on the ranking spot/
What's yo body count ricky? Its triple digits. Big People little world because I'm eatin midgets. Fuck Bk all I do is happy meals. Rep that Jenny Craig Trial..I keep it real. My pants can't fit but I'm still feasting. Fuck discretion bitch put more seasoning. Ugh Rick Ross grunt cause I'm always hungry. So I crack a couple eggs call it humpty dumpty. the original song by Rick Ross :p
Easily, I beat mcs, that like my music secretly. I know you know I'm sick but you'll only say that in secrecy/ I eagerly wait for replies/ cause it only fortifies, that I really am a beast, can't stand with me, in more than fly/ tired of these weakling guys. With feeble minds, that feed me lies/ that tell me I'm a no-body, I guess I'm more than meets the eyes/ ha,
MUCH RESPECT TO YOU BRUH FOR POSTING BEATS! YOU POSTING SOME BEATS I NEEDED!
Let me begin by saying, That I am not a rapper,/
But Nba baller's try it, and even Actors,/
but thats another subject, a different chapter,
This is my Revelation, My holy grail,
So much dedication, How could I fail?,
My boat done left da dock, You aint even set Sail,
I'm lounging at da beach, without a care,
I know u mad at life, You say da shit aint fair!
you got skills. you need to put that on a song forreal bro.
Hope you dont mind I used the beat to make a new rap vid I gave credit to whom it was due. Thank you. Ohh and badass btw
Jesus on the scene y'all so scared cause u never believed until y'all seen the king in the throne my whole crew unashamed to rep his name this ain't about the money and the fame if u believe in that then u just slave dont live in sin live in purity currently you think u gangsta while doing body counts come over here and see what's it really all about towards the steps of glory it aint boring u just aint for it ...1.1.6 spreading the word of christ change your life make it right towards the light
DIS BEAT GO HARD
LMAO hilarious!!! "eat some rice thanks" #Classic
SOUTHSIDE!!!
that is sick
CAN YOU DO TYGA'S WISH OFF OF WELL DONE 3?
@SlickGreg97 D4L LAFFY TAFFY INNSTRUMENTAL I can't find one , it's make my high so much better man :D
reppin jesus on a sunday ...yea get it son day
Thanks imma use that (:
Chest work, Bench press.... Chicken Nugget...
Fucking bars... Next beat please.
@SlickGreg97 upload meek mill work instrumental
im gettin' at this beat like 12 am in central park, or like occupy wall street contemplating where to start, black to whites when rodney king lost the case, ''the wraith'' in all black without a face, president truman to ''hiroshima'', or katrina to new orleans without fema, like nicotine to your lungs when you inhale, anthrax in your fan mail, or the iceberg to the titanic when it set sail, planes to the twin towers, like agent orange to the nam showers
can I get the soundkit for that... I subcribed
Making a Christian Remix also bro. Good job spreading His Name.
can you make Antisocial by Jay Rock? its a sick-ass beat
Hard
Is this free to use, if so can i use it
aye bruh can u gt "paper chaser"
@ZERTUCHE813 Yea sure go head man
@OriginalSwaggKidds no prob homie
@kalipayss No Problem Dawg
Swag swag swag swag swag swag BRICK SQUAD lmao
spit wickness, stick up the cluesless, mop yo city with blue dis, rider in the block , knock yo door like find slot, pass gas or not, made you lick my gun n shot/ 38 revolve leave you 38 dot, pray the hopeless ain't come to you cant stop/ drive'em dry, cop'em park alot, aim up make you jog criticism plot,
bumpn' that meek mill/kel tec,taurus,springfield/i speak steel/
leave a geek filled when the heat spills/im on fire like the middle of heats field/
suge knight on the mic/treat you like vanilla ice/bitch hold your feet still!/
i roll like elite seals/osama this bitch and leave the beat killed/
so dope i bleed pills/hate on this key style/or continue read skills/
cuz if u aint feelin this n ur life time/ur seeds will/
appreciate what u have/cuz greed kills/
Ol Dirty Lemons
@MrSoufsyda14 thats fareal funny as fuck lmfao
murder after murder hit the after burner dont let the blunt go out you kno what we about our body count nigga we fuckin stack cheese like we was jerry no tom foolery rep my city 513 they call me cpt sit down for this verbal lashin living my life full of lavish shout out to this pyrex we cook up the meth bad breath from 8ball strapped with a vest
You not suppose to take it serious. Just appericate somebody with a good free when you see it. Its youtube bruh. Niggas just having fun
Lol thats kinda hard i feel it.
its that young dark skin fella.. im high&fly, propellas.. adn im drunk off this tequila.. cold outside but i gotta heater.. so if you keep flappin yo beaker.. end up swimmin wit sea creatures.. i gotta bitch that look like tila.. &on the outside she a diva.. said she only smoke setiva..I said im leaving you 4 keesha.. she said i wouldnt wanna be er'.. and aint nobody else seen keesha.. lol
add another n to ur chanel in "subscribe to my chanel" in the vid
Yoo my dude, check out what we laid to this beat. Second verse kills.
10 o clock on the Dot, I hit that round About, Savin up my head from this rappers, Check My Body Count, Niqqas gettin heavy Suspension on Chevy the Weighing Down, Team been Stack for A while now time to Splurg It Now, Bad White Chick, I call her Ass my Surburban Doll, Sold so many O'z i Dnt think that i can Buy A Vowel, Boy take ah beatin on track time to throw the towel, He took his last Breathe, So I dont think he's going to make the Trial, i dont like my Organize i like it in a Pile!
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A REMIX TO THIS BEAT SHIT GO HARD! SHOUTOUT TO MEEK MILLZ
im da real deal
(Grunt) whats your favorite meal nigga,
mines is seconds
man body count anit a thang but i really dont rap bout it cuz dat ish is lame but if u steping to me tombstone rest in peace
body count body count/
whos life get snatched next/
body count body count/
these boys dont really wana plex/
cus i body count body count/
i cant even keep up with da amount/
talkin out yur mouth/
dont make me bring dem choppas out/
and do a body count/
1 dead 2 dead 3 dead 4/
your click wana get down/
than im gon head have to count sum more/
man im stackin bodies like a morgue/
every nite different city so a nigga never bored/
touch my chain than your body touch the floor/
need i say more?
dis nigga really writing a song over there lmaOoOoOOoooooOo
lmao wowwww
whats ur body fat %/im triple digits/ what u eatin on nigga? can i finish it?/ all these snacks up in my house, THEY ALL EXQUISITE!/ half a turkey on the plate right here where i sittin/ UGGHH!
Yes I got skills that make weak rappaz sick to they stomich. Lyrics so Ill Like I got the flu
Beefing wit me u won't make it to the ICU. This I promise u. I'm the type of rappa when I die people will pay homage to an u cats won't even be remember'd this is truth being told now enough is enough let's just let The story unfold ....
SEND ME SOME BEATS TO SPIT ON ;)
I eat these rappers, but call this one a snack/GOT a body count like I just came from IRAQ/ uh!
double digits, dirt dun did it- last ni99a caught one through his Yankee Fitted/ guess these die hard fans are THAT committed...
I'm so twisted, like an 8 ball, been street since I was 8 boy/ grinding like a skateboard/Kush got me higher than the motherfuckin eighth floor/
but dealin out the basement, deal go wrong someones blood gettin cleaned-up off the pavement/N pops told me-money cause hatred
user/anon8766987/videos?flow=grid&view=0
thats why i record my stuff :)
Sean says he does it big well then i do it enormous/ This is a rabbit race and the rest of you are the tortoise/ Thats right i said your dead weight/ Slow as fuck just like a freight/ Train of the game but you stuck on the tracks/ The shit that you spit must have come from your ass/ I split you up in my spliff and your big as an eighth/ Say you all together but your made of scotch tape/ Not black but i rap this shit up like duct tape/ Fuck your papers n blunts man ima just vape/ Volcano Flow/
uuuhhhh uuhhhhhh ...(Bieber voice) "swag" 2x
1 2 uuhhh (Bieber voice) "Swag" Swagg"
3 4 uhhh (Bieber Voice) "Swagg" (Chris voice) "Leggoohh
COD sniping on the roof tops/
Marking ur fore head like a hindu dot
Boom pow,his head is gone
He was soo mad that i shot him,he turn off his ps3 off
Jeffy is the best player on CoD/
He changed numbers on the ranking spot/
garb
What's yo body count ricky? Its triple digits. Big People little world because I'm eatin midgets. Fuck Bk all I do is happy meals. Rep that Jenny Craig Trial..I keep it real. My pants can't fit but I'm still feasting. Fuck discretion bitch put more seasoning. Ugh Rick Ross grunt cause I'm always hungry. So I crack a couple eggs call it humpty dumpty. the original song by Rick Ross :p
satan would rip this insty
Easily, I beat mcs, that like my music secretly. I know you know I'm sick but you'll only say that in secrecy/ I eagerly wait for replies/ cause it only fortifies, that I really am a beast, can't stand with me, in more than fly/ tired of these weakling guys. With feeble minds, that feed me lies/ that tell me I'm a no-body, I guess I'm more than meets the eyes/ ha,