to the magical hypothesis im scientifically rockin this sockin this to ya like a mailman in the morning you should be bumpin this in the alley with the cats and the rats where the men wear the spats where buddy holly spits a track
i dont try to foretell what niggas are going to buy because i sell that nice freestyling ryhmes that make your who ear drums bleed out but its a pain and a pleasure that we should embrace forever yeah because no one has hit it like this so clever i repeat myself never.
Now everybody listen to this verse that im spitting, my native language is german but that does not mean im giving, a fuck how your luck increases your chance cause you suck, my vocuabulary is like zeus calll it thunder struck.call Black eyed peyes pump it up
+Vipz you say your native language's German doch klingst, wie'n Mitglied der Verkehrsbetriebe/ erzählst von "call it thunder struck" aber hast keinerlei Selbstwertgefühle/ ich bring dein mehrsprachiges Business on top und mach es noch lukrativer/ und jag' dein schutzbefohlenes Weib durch die Fachhochschulkantine/ uh, check das aus - ich mach aus deinem' "call black eyed peas"/ einen "call" nach "Black Isle East" und box dir ein "black eye" in "peace"/ und jetzt muss ich lachen :D
I kill that noise in a clutch premium/ abduct medium fortes, when needed to/ at spring time the valley rises, so does my helium/ g's get ruled over the world, in a mystic agriculture/ rappers play dead so I pull a vulture before they woke up/ I contain flammable matches, alongside liquid patterns with dead branches sticked to the wooly ashen/ a primary cottage with gin, hydro, skeletal systems, darkrooms and a bracket/ niggomentry, they try to go eye for eye, against my optics/ Thing is I clearly ain't blind so I blur out your shitty options/ doorsteps with containers of wallets, racks with polish/ four vests risked remainders plus composite, tracks abolished/ I go out for dinner, but It's solo appearance/ get back home like a phantom searching for its lost soul in the mirror/ Verbal warfare on media, and buster ass columnists/ water, dust and ominous deaths I stay predominant/ she devils in hell, I send em fake gucci chanel, and a voodoo doll shipped in the box with a nail pokin the mail/ skill levels attractive, you couldn't get around it/ you say you in the game for baggage but don't know the shit that you be rappin/ so I took that baggage and gave it a stern wrappin/ I create beef before I sleep, raw or uncooked chiefs/ republic says I cheat, but if I did I would be cheap.
damn nice Freestyle beat
dope ass beat them new age sounds don't even come close
such a freestyle beat, thnx for the reminder :)
"lyrically logical I am talking so much of bieng philosophical important workflows of logic logicals"
such fucking fire
to the magical hypothesis im scientifically
rockin this sockin this to ya like a mailman
in the morning you should be bumpin this
in the alley with the cats and the rats
where the men wear the spats where buddy holly
spits a track
Partícipes de una misma reunión
i dont try to foretell what niggas are going to buy because i sell that nice freestyling ryhmes that make your who ear drums bleed out but its a pain and a pleasure that we should embrace forever yeah because no one has hit it like this so clever i repeat myself never.
Wesh wesh yo
Now everybody listen to this verse that im spitting, my native language is german but that does not mean im giving, a fuck how your luck increases your chance cause you suck, my vocuabulary is like zeus calll it thunder struck.call Black eyed peyes pump it up
+Vipz
you say your native language's German doch klingst, wie'n Mitglied der Verkehrsbetriebe/
erzählst von "call it thunder struck" aber hast keinerlei Selbstwertgefühle/
ich bring dein mehrsprachiges Business on top und mach es noch lukrativer/
und jag' dein schutzbefohlenes Weib durch die Fachhochschulkantine/
uh, check das aus - ich mach aus deinem' "call black eyed peas"/
einen "call" nach "Black Isle East" und box dir ein "black eye" in "peace"/
und jetzt muss ich lachen :D
I kill that noise in a clutch premium/
abduct medium fortes, when needed to/
at spring time the valley rises, so does my helium/
g's get ruled over the world, in a mystic agriculture/
rappers play dead so I pull a vulture before they woke up/
I contain flammable matches, alongside liquid patterns with dead branches sticked to the wooly ashen/
a primary cottage with gin, hydro, skeletal systems, darkrooms and a bracket/
niggomentry, they try to go eye for eye, against my optics/
Thing is I clearly ain't blind so I blur out your shitty options/
doorsteps with containers of wallets, racks with polish/
four vests risked remainders plus composite, tracks abolished/
I go out for dinner, but It's solo appearance/
get back home like a phantom searching for its lost soul in the mirror/
Verbal warfare on media, and buster ass columnists/
water, dust and ominous deaths I stay predominant/
she devils in hell, I send em fake gucci chanel, and a voodoo doll shipped in the box with a nail pokin the mail/
skill levels attractive, you couldn't get around it/
you say you in the game for baggage but don't know the shit that you be rappin/
so I took that baggage and gave it a stern wrappin/
I create beef before I sleep,
raw or uncooked chiefs/
republic says I cheat, but if I did I would be cheap.
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