Gottddaaaaaamn.... You will always be irreplaceable when it comes to beats that get my juices flowing in my head. Mad love for what you keep giving us.
No matter what you say You cant comprehend me Im crazy Next level Fucking brazy Fucking on this bitch named maisy Yall motherfuckers daisies While i raise the climate Hold the fuck up Cuz i just walked in Drip drop Slip and slob on me knob Like corn on the cob I dont belive in no god that is fake as fuck Like half you motherfuckers What drop back kick back From that draco From what i say bro Why you worried Im ina curry not a hurry Fuck with me and youll be skrting Off that pavement Escalating what you saying I put blood sweat and tears into this Tell me what your worth is Pussy boy Pussy boy Pussy boy Oy oy oy Got you salty like soy Who do you think you are boy
Boom boom It's doom wrapped in a cocoon A coconut sized shroom is the boon And two loonie's melted into a spoon I eat dollars and piss cents I repeat I am worth in every sense I meet birth in every instance And seek to serve the present tense I'm a resident of the neither here nor there A peasant of the ether where where is not here Who rounded a square into an idea to share Make of yourself a light No not tomorrow but tonight No time to borrow nor fight Blind the sorrow and ignite The night and wield your might For what is right and what is left? The middle is the being taking the breath You are a riddle seeing and writing itself A little believing leads to enlightening wealth Now enough of the philosophical musings A theological ruse I find amusing I apologize if it was brain bruising These I's (eyes) are barely of my choosing Using language as an analogue Not wishing to be the demiurge or a demagogue So I anguish in one sided dialogue With my me, myself and my God art.
Not only art, it's not just art. It's what I like to term the phrase... "Good art" and good art never dies, so I am led to believe but if everyone has no eyes 👀 who see's ... When the blind follow the blind 🦯🦮 who see's... It's late FcK all this........I'm out got a zillion things to do
Holy moly! Instant stank face! Crap! I don't remember which episode this pic is from. Killer beat 🪓🪓🪓🪓💼💼Murderer on the beat! Chopped that up and stuffed it into briefcases!
Puff, cough, pass This that, cough up cash Run ya pockets, jewel's & watches Need it all My tone's stone cold, dont act bold Or watch your back fold From lack of a back bone Real-"Rough" Came from the mob beef real though So dont bluff, or boys n blue will be the only friend you have bra' Its now or nev-a Sling hot pings, the bot things Wit long Beretta's, harm ya set up Then swiss em, no parm for dinn-a Ya get me... Im a mogul, thots to pop the bottle's Shot's lay em back, or crack jack his top like a throttle...
@lyrical-medicine nah man everyone's beautiful don't be down on urself I'm sure ur a really beautiful person. I'm sorry for saying stuff ur verse goes hard tho fr
The sinister prime minister of stealing flows. You reap what you sow so I always got dough. Fuxk the po' po, thats how I roll My rhymes spiritual it his you in your soul I said my rhymes metaphysical yours are pitiful Straight abysmal i spit in your face and make you fizzle To nothing your brain slows its okay its still buffering My rhymes dope cuss its a reflection of my suffering My jordan war torn thats why there's scuffings Important but not known The fed want me in cuffings Wanna integrate me roughly, but u endure it all now im bustin'
The coffins open Horn calls the ships to the shore 4 headless horseman Walk towards the mist at the port Ive risen a corpse Source forged from the tip off a sword Deliver and warn ive been been sent from a mythical god.... I practise witchcraft, Read cards and wish i wasnt seeing more I saw my fate in crystal balls And playing with ouija boards On full moons i hear his calls Im slipping and i need a light Wander guided blind By the whispers that I hear at night The howl of the missing cry spawned from living brains jarred Crawled horned through thorns and ressurected at the graveyard .
new expectations first-hand strikes one clock ticks to arythmatic bound by beats of drums rythm make ya feel numb woke make me feel dumb pass the ball to their court just a giant fee-fi-fo-fumb fumb fumb fumble truth tend to burst bubbles those without logic always seem to stumble keep a phantom mind so i always ghost trouble money aint shit told them fuck their struggle in this game of life wallet gets strangled new angles we all get played double i sleep easy even with sounds of the jungle -- *DLight*
Я вижу, тут собралась компания, Где все говорят, что знают все лучше. Но я смотрю на них, и понимаю, Что они просто хотят быть Бакуниными. Припев: Мы - свободные души, как Бакунин, Не боимся власти, не боимся законов. Мы - анархисты, мы - революционеры, В наших сердцах горит огонь Бакунина. Они говорят, что нужно соблюдать порядок, Что власть и законы - это наше спасение. Но я смотрю на них, и вижу только рабство, А мы хотим быть свободными, как Бакунин. Припев: Мы - свободные души, как Бакунин, Не боимся власти, не боимся законов. Мы - анархисты, мы - революционеры, В наших сердцах горит огонь Бакунина. Мы не хотим быть частью этой системы, Где правят деньги и коррупция. Мы хотим видеть мир без границ и государств, Мы хотим быть свободными, как Бакунин. Припев: Мы - свободные души, как Бакунин, Не боимся власти, не боимся законов. Мы - анархисты, мы - революционеры, В наших сердцах горит огонь Бакунина. Так что друзья, давайте вместе, Создадим мир, где каждый будет свободен. Давайте будем гореть огнем Бакунина, И покажем всем, что мы - его наследники. Припев: Мы - свободные души, как Бакунин, Не боимся власти, не боимся законов. Мы - анархисты, мы - революционеры, В наших сердцах горит огонь Бакунина.
yo ke se solo hago lo que debo kisa deba dejar de ser mas batallaero comenza a ser rapero esto es puro negro puro veneno tu craneo pa la hogera y la mia en fuego'
Come on over here, boy Have a cigar You're gonna go far Follow my lead And I'll show you the vault Broke the seal To show you all the holdings Mountians of Bens Gold bars Exposed to mixture Of new and old oxygen Got your stomach in knots Let me ask you a question Isn't that something Or is it not Something you want I saw lots of potential In regards to your plot Taking that in account Im sculpting a god From basically nothing at all Hope and balls Open the call Smoking the ones Not in motion Most of em stall Or fall in the ocean Knowing how washed up The rubbish washes up Talking all that junk Makes the law of attraction Happen and happen Grabbing the gas With soaked rags And a pack of matches Imagine the burning fashion trends Set ablaze 9 ways to survive The 99 ways to die in space So why trace the mindless mistakes made In the name of haste Braced to break Planned obsolescence Lodged in-between Lifes learned lessons Turning like engines Purring like kittens The runt of the litter Wears the golden mittens Soft touch With claws in the backdrop Sharp as a tack Jackpot Smokestack blowing miasma Bad luck in the aftermath Of winning the lottery Death after debtless This debt collector Always gets a healthy tip When collecting flesh A fresh experience With extra methods To misdirect the less blessed Bleed till completely empty Never underestimate death Its the definition Of a deathwish
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love this
I'm loving these "Dark" type beats, they be hitting so hard!💯💪
I be hitting yo mama so hard❤️
🔥🔥🔥🚒🚒🚒
LethalNeedle does it again
The daily dose of needle is now injected into my soul for another day. Thx Lethal I needed it!
Careful, that shits LETHAL
Gottddaaaaaamn.... You will always be irreplaceable when it comes to beats that get my juices flowing in my head. Mad love for what you keep giving us.
💯
global moguls flow with vocals on they mobiles, ennobled ovals revolt at my golden total
Actually that's dope
No matter what you say
You cant comprehend me
Im crazy
Next level
Fucking brazy
Fucking on this bitch named maisy
Yall motherfuckers daisies
While i raise the climate
Hold the fuck up
Cuz i just walked in
Drip drop
Slip and slob on me knob
Like corn on the cob
I dont belive in no god that is fake as fuck
Like half you motherfuckers
What drop back kick back
From that draco
From what i say bro
Why you worried
Im ina curry not a hurry
Fuck with me and youll be skrting
Off that pavement
Escalating what you saying
I put blood sweat and tears into this
Tell me what your worth is
Pussy boy
Pussy boy
Pussy boy
Oy oy oy
Got you salty like soy
Who do you think you are boy
Best beats to freestyle too by far
So good. 🔥
Lethal the GOAT
Goat
🔥 🔥
Uff so damn heavy
Grimy 👿 😈 🔥
G O A T
Nicee
Yoga firee yoga flamee
Those leads are super dope like demonic radio spirits
Keep it up.
~DatDoggo•
Next beat tomorrow please. We are waiting!! ❤
This is great to listen to while drinking milk🥛
👍💣👍💣👍💣👍💣
😤🚬
Homer looking like a peashooter from plant vs zombie
Hahaha
griselda vibes
🤠🤠🤠
Boom boom
It's doom wrapped in a cocoon
A coconut sized shroom is the boon
And two loonie's melted into a spoon
I eat dollars and piss cents
I repeat I am worth in every sense
I meet birth in every instance
And seek to serve the present tense
I'm a resident of the neither here nor there
A peasant of the ether where where is not here
Who rounded a square into an idea to share
Make of yourself a light
No not tomorrow but tonight
No time to borrow nor fight
Blind the sorrow and ignite
The night and wield your might
For what is right and what is left?
The middle is the being taking the breath
You are a riddle seeing and writing itself
A little believing leads to enlightening wealth
Now enough of the philosophical musings
A theological ruse I find amusing
I apologize if it was brain bruising
These I's (eyes) are barely of my choosing
Using language as an analogue
Not wishing to be the demiurge or a demagogue
So I anguish in one sided dialogue
With my me, myself and my God
art.
DOOM WRITING
Not only art, it's not just art. It's what I like to term the phrase... "Good art" and good art never dies, so I am led to believe but if everyone has no eyes 👀 who
see's ...
When the blind follow the blind 🦯🦮 who see's...
It's late FcK all this........I'm out got a zillion things to do
eliminamos el egocentrismo en el centro de mi mismo, en el abism
Holy moly! Instant stank face! Crap! I don't remember which episode this pic is from. Killer beat 🪓🪓🪓🪓💼💼Murderer on the beat! Chopped that up and stuffed it into briefcases!
tengo la cabeza tan comida q me falta pa cenar
yo no tengo un vape pero voy a vapor
Puff, cough, pass
This that, cough up cash
Run ya pockets, jewel's & watches
Need it all
My tone's stone cold, dont act bold
Or watch your back fold
From lack of a back bone
Real-"Rough"
Came from the mob beef real though
So dont bluff, or boys n blue will be the only friend you have bra'
Its now or nev-a
Sling hot pings, the bot things
Wit long Beretta's, harm ya set up
Then swiss em, no parm for dinn-a
Ya get me...
Im a mogul, thots to pop the bottle's
Shot's lay em back, or crack jack his top like a throttle...
Bruh what da hell😊
@@clyde_frog6716 ?
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@@lyrical-medicine I just think ur kinda cute
@@clyde_frog6716 that's my brother I'm ugly in real life...
@lyrical-medicine nah man everyone's beautiful don't be down on urself I'm sure ur a really beautiful person. I'm sorry for saying stuff ur verse goes hard tho fr
mienttas ke me armo 2 porros escucho a dread god lof
Kindly mention timestamp of intro,hook,verse🙏
The sinister prime minister of stealing flows.
You reap what you sow so I always got dough.
Fuxk the po' po, thats how I roll
My rhymes spiritual it his you in your soul
I said my rhymes metaphysical yours are pitiful
Straight abysmal i spit in your face and make you fizzle
To nothing your brain slows its okay its still buffering
My rhymes dope cuss its a reflection of my suffering
My jordan war torn thats why there's scuffings
Important but not known
The fed want me in cuffings
Wanna integrate me roughly, but u endure it all now im bustin'
The coffins open
Horn calls the ships to the shore
4 headless horseman
Walk towards the mist at the port
Ive risen a corpse
Source forged from the tip off a sword
Deliver and warn
ive been been sent from a mythical god....
I practise witchcraft,
Read cards and wish i wasnt seeing more
I saw my fate in crystal balls
And playing with ouija boards
On full moons i hear his calls
Im slipping and i need a light
Wander guided blind
By the whispers that I hear at night
The howl of the missing cry
spawned from living brains jarred
Crawled horned through thorns
and ressurected at the graveyard .
new expectations
first-hand strikes one
clock ticks to arythmatic
bound by beats of drums
rythm make ya feel numb
woke make me feel dumb
pass the ball to their court
just a giant fee-fi-fo-fumb
fumb fumb fumble
truth tend to burst bubbles
those without logic
always seem to stumble
keep a phantom mind
so i always ghost trouble
money aint shit
told them fuck their struggle
in this game of life
wallet gets strangled
new angles
we all get played double
i sleep easy
even with sounds of the jungle
-- *DLight*
tu rimas de un puto notario, no lo hagas notorio
yo un puto legendario
llamame notoruis
Я вижу, тут собралась компания,
Где все говорят, что знают все лучше.
Но я смотрю на них, и понимаю,
Что они просто хотят быть Бакуниными.
Припев:
Мы - свободные души, как Бакунин,
Не боимся власти, не боимся законов.
Мы - анархисты, мы - революционеры,
В наших сердцах горит огонь Бакунина.
Они говорят, что нужно соблюдать порядок,
Что власть и законы - это наше спасение.
Но я смотрю на них, и вижу только рабство,
А мы хотим быть свободными, как Бакунин.
Припев:
Мы - свободные души, как Бакунин,
Не боимся власти, не боимся законов.
Мы - анархисты, мы - революционеры,
В наших сердцах горит огонь Бакунина.
Мы не хотим быть частью этой системы,
Где правят деньги и коррупция.
Мы хотим видеть мир без границ и государств,
Мы хотим быть свободными, как Бакунин.
Припев:
Мы - свободные души, как Бакунин,
Не боимся власти, не боимся законов.
Мы - анархисты, мы - революционеры,
В наших сердцах горит огонь Бакунина.
Так что друзья, давайте вместе,
Создадим мир, где каждый будет свободен.
Давайте будем гореть огнем Бакунина,
И покажем всем, что мы - его наследники.
Припев:
Мы - свободные души, как Бакунин,
Не боимся власти, не боимся законов.
Мы - анархисты, мы - революционеры,
В наших сердцах горит огонь Бакунина.
somos la abeja negra mas pura del panal
nos kemamo toa la miel
y nos vamos con mi neto por la riel
tu no hables puta si no has tao en mi piel'
yo ke se solo hago lo que debo
kisa deba dejar de ser mas batallaero
comenza a ser rapero
esto es puro negro puro veneno
tu craneo pa la hogera y la mia en fuego'
Come on over here, boy
Have a cigar
You're gonna go far
Follow my lead
And I'll show you the vault
Broke the seal
To show you all the holdings
Mountians of Bens
Gold bars
Exposed to mixture
Of new and old oxygen
Got your stomach in knots
Let me ask you a question
Isn't that something
Or is it not
Something you want
I saw lots of potential
In regards to your plot
Taking that in account
Im sculpting a god
From basically nothing at all
Hope and balls
Open the call
Smoking the ones
Not in motion
Most of em stall
Or fall in the ocean
Knowing how washed up
The rubbish washes up
Talking all that junk
Makes the law of attraction
Happen and happen
Grabbing the gas
With soaked rags
And a pack of matches
Imagine the burning fashion trends
Set ablaze
9 ways to survive
The 99 ways to die in space
So why trace the mindless mistakes made
In the name of haste
Braced to break
Planned obsolescence
Lodged in-between
Lifes learned lessons
Turning like engines
Purring like kittens
The runt of the litter
Wears the golden mittens
Soft touch
With claws in the backdrop
Sharp as a tack
Jackpot
Smokestack blowing miasma
Bad luck in the aftermath
Of winning the lottery
Death after debtless
This debt collector
Always gets a healthy tip
When collecting flesh
A fresh experience
With extra methods
To misdirect the less blessed
Bleed till completely empty
Never underestimate death
Its the definition
Of a deathwish
Pink Floyd vibes at the start
@orestmell9495 yea homer with the stoogie, gave me that imagery
Bro where do I hit u up I need some pussayyyy🎉🎉