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  • my minds just like a crystaline fortress

    it's a torterous metamorphosis of forces

    mouths a snake pit filled wit dangerous spit

    you bitches messin wit a venomous syringe

    I'll kill a sea full of people wit my needle so lethal

    slayin them while they prayin in a regal steeple

    bitch it's do or die this shit it's mass suicide

    sip a glass of wine and find its cyanide

  • They inspire... or its just the weed :)

  • Great beat

  • Every time I write these lines, rappers resign cuz they know I'm too fine

    Luckily Imma nice guy, just one of a kind

    Lyrically speaking in poetic way

    There's nothing you can say

    To me that make me change my ways

    Before the seasons change, I just gotta say

    --woman singing--

  • this shi is so dop

  • Rap made me, spit too clean, like a windshield wiper

    Slowly kill opposing MCs like a viper

    I out type all these other typers, blast on the cyphers

    My rhymes cross the senses, provide a special vibe,

    So you easily recognize, when I'm wrecking eyes

    Hypnotize, menacing size, cowards be sending spies

  • imma clock watcher , tic tok till the beat drops but it never ends ever melody is a friend harmony a mental enemy of mine the rhyme scheme fails when the clock runs dry

  • Cunninlynguists means licking pussy

  • C.PITT KILLED THIS!!!!! go look up C. Pitt Seasons!!!!

  • Just another youtube day, My brain is couldy cuz i swalloed too much haze, O shit am i late, or maby is it fate, that brough me all across the world right here to this stage, but noone can relate, just another tragedy, now they portesting with sings actin radically theyll blow it off cuz the media is influencial, people getting more in debt not enough to by his dentures, the root of all evil lurks in skyscrapers and CEO rooms what they dont want you to know is how to stand up and choose
  • Foku me mo meee!

  • This beat itself gives off that seasonal vibe..

  • Other rappers hated, but then I evolved/

    like a door was only opened when the pen was involved/

    and then it revolved, let others through to see the truth/

    dismembered intelligent thoughts to see if there was proof/

    But I was scared to move, it felt like an elegant calm/

    the celibate elephant in my cell had seemed to be too strong/

    tried to get lost in the song, but peers tried to tell me no/

    prepared to feud because people we're apprehensive all along/

  • I been smokin for a bit, so ima take it slow but i think its about time i bust a flow im new to this rap shit, yalready know ima learn to spit, you gonna watch me grow My life is hard, my life is a bitch Just tryin to make money, not tryin to get rich Wake up every morning n brush my teeth get on the bus n i find be a seat take out my bike n make a few trips what a nigga gotta do to make a few tips end of the day, just wanna clock out, its the best light me a cigarette n take me rest
  • Is this a sample of something????

  • This is my first attempt at an internet rap comment. Speaking truely, I see the beauty of the poetry the people speak. I'm not trying to make it big, I just appreciate the music. Another month and I'll be locked in a cage, up on stage, fighting to make a name for myself in this fight game. Smoking an eighth during training days, win or lose, I'll never run away.

  • It's really hard to shine, when everybody's rappin You feel kinda hopeless, your memories are passin There is no future, i'm creating without any reason Oh, excuse me. I wanna welcome incoming new season It doesn't make sense, but i'm still looking forward The day i'll finally make it, and I know that you're worth it Take no account of this lyrics, it's just little poem Few words that make me happier. Thank You, Greetings from Poland.
  • Will bro you gotta stop by LEX..

    Miss yaa ma niggaa.

  • I'm high as fuck, positive, and focused on things heavenly/

    so I reside, smoke a blunt, I'd never kill the Depp you D/

    Used to be Davy Jones, but now I'm living dread-fully/

    and singing songs, hittin bongs, somethings smellin dead to me/

    I'd never take a dive, I'm not from Sicily, Italy/

    Physically, is how you play a sport, not through penalties/

    remember me, I'll be your best enemy, like memories/

    to sever me is sending yourself a sample of leprosy/

  • @KtownLoque yo that shit was whack it hurt my eyes jus to read it, but i guess its how u perceive it, shits deceivin, im believin its the season for mainstream rappers to rap wit out meanin, got u hooked on my shit now u fiendin, ill cut u off nd leave u barley breathin, its nothin personal its jus wat im receivin, i gotta throw u out to make change wit the seasons..

  • ...I gotta put that down, cuz my sponsorhips frown, they hate wen i get down, anything besides the trail, blame weed on my bails, i will fuckin fail, i have to prevail, all this work for nothin in the end, only things it benefits is me with women in bed, and my muscular capacity, that privileges me in the rap city, im down with hoes that are gritty, so grimy like the dirt n rust on my chain, it hurts but i must obtain, the first place prize, cuz if not ima die, or even cry, i told to stay strong

  • this is how it be, listenin to this beat, drives my mind, and makes me lazy, nowadays I feel so crazy, ridin my bike till the end of my days be, my dream, so god bless me, for bein who i be, thank you for the skill, and the fact that u've given me the will, to become the man on the podium, work hard, now u know i'm low on sodium, my bike so strong it's made of steel magnolium, just like my lungs wen i rip that bong i can hold it in for minutes, goddam i love hittin it, but i gotta that down...

  • but thats life what do you expect

    a milli on a dealy everything to be perfect

    gotta keep it real but i know how you feel

    so i just drink work to pay the bills

    besides that just write and chill

  • feelin nostalgic so im rockin my throwbacks you only live once but im sure you been told that once i was the shorty but now im the old cat an i love to rock a mic after i roll that oh man i feelin better then raw sex i think ima drink me a few becks lay up outside with my girl shirtless and shit will probebly get intense with the pen i create suspense, clark kent when im not super man im just paying rent
  • 87 born in this world and bored already, glitz and glam surround me but wheres the confetti? Where's the celebration, seems we got MC's, not asking for an invitation but acknowledge this steez. Cause at least 1/10 trying to bite my rhymes, 50% can't even master the time. The way I present rap seems like an offense, to senses, like a dude whos overly scented. I need not brag about these sentences, i'll just wait until the best of yall contact the kid. We'll collab and split the proceeds in half

  • Masta Ace!

  • blowin more minds than lysergic acid

    chillin in the background acting passive, got a blunt pass it

    lets escape societal madness and just be glad this

    season can be pleasin those that it hangs with

    it's so beautiful, as the trees crave for the shine

    i say what's on my mind whilst we're blazin on the kine,

    it's just amazin to my mind

    that we were each born special into the mud wrestle

    to watch buildings fall around us and yet still love when the dust setles

  • 0.00 fuck yeahh (:

  • Im a true artist, fuck the world , its retarded

    Guns and nuclear warfare has been started

    november 11th the number of when the world farted.

    All the presidents are rotted.

    Innocent dieing, the world aint even tryin, to fix the defiant, lieing sack of shit thats been cryin.

    you say you have a bad life, i think its time to take care of ur wife, instead of throwin fuckin knifes.

    Heres the sighns, of the plus and minus, and how you say greed urself with ur highness with such blindless

  • that flow was deep i rap too

  • Hook

    See the reason that I'm here is not to impress these clowns//

    To be placed the top seed // Or even the best in town//

    And if theres any chance this microphone could bless me now //

    It would set my mind free and let me express my sound//

  • happy that everyone likes this, shows that real hip hop will always overcome anything and everything

  • Akrobatik!

  • this is a real beat. no gay ass snare rolls that are in every song nowadays..

  • ((°J°)) niceeeee....yes fucking genius

  • Very niiiiice, sounds like something premo would have made

  • this beat is reall nice, but that scratch in the back is annoying....

  • If you guys want the kicks of this beat better message me and i will send you the website to it.

  • whats the sample used...anyone?

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  • But spring equals rejuvenation, sorta like new hope for our nation, forget the economy and its deflation, this is true hip-hop, fuck whats bumping in your local radio station, and the weather is getting warmer so it must be summer, remembering the former years, is all i got of the good times, its shame memories dont live like people do, but they are essential like the laces to its shoe. pt.2 -Alpha

  • Seasons are passing me by like the pharcyde, but lets take trip with this car ride, as i flow on the go, puttin on a lyrical show. See but like the leaves falling in autumn they slip through my fingers even when u think i caught em, but theyre decomposing sorta like i rott em'. Winters here and only gets cold, and the stories told, are being followed like the eight fold, and times still passing so i guess im on the trip to getting old. pt.1- Alpha

  • The fact of the matter is the matter of fact

    that we talk too much but don't know how to act

    In fact we react because that behavior seems safer

    Like it's not our fault if we regret the shit later

    So we play our role like it's a thousand years old

    And we revere it too much to break the original mold

    Treating our sense of self like it's worth its weight in gold

    When in reality this shit is getting so old

  • if i were to rap over this beat with original lyrics for a demo CD, would that be illegal?

  • @GeneralDemerol no jus dont claim tha beat as yours

  • to all the early mornings and explosions without warning and to how before my time i became old and boring I say : I'm trail blazin tho... they say act your age... but I'm a rock star buddy - my life is a stage crack ideals like eggshells now rhetoric is a omellette cant see the future, but best guess is to get on with it pitter patter lets get at her only gets better a moment of silence, to my dumb old love letters. the bottom is in , her smell is in the wind dont let it end, before it begins
  • as the season pass by with sun ups and sun downs fresh phillies get rolled & get passed to go around from the homies to the stranger things get much stranger time heals all wounds but presents all new danger check it with your ears & ya opticals always stayin hot like be chillin in the tropicals i see fames within grasp so i gota grasp it reminicin on the buds that always never lasted on the fights that we won & the fights we got our ass kicked keepin it old school like we was from the jurrasic
  • yall suck..

  • hip hop has its days hense seasons that arrive/go by/in a blink of thee eye/we deprived/jus cant admit that we hurt/we all stressin to do our part/but more like fightin eachother from the start/treatin each other like a mark/shits dark in my mind/rymes shouldnt have to be yelled to feel the vibe/lemme spew up a couple lines/burp up a few letters/sentance them together/as i take you on a quest to get better/change the weather/wit a flick of a feather/remember ya never live forever/treasure.......

  • Shots Relocate your frame frame

    Hack into ur mainframe and crash the airplane, deranged

    Other rappers spit lame shit, afraid to play game quick

    Same shit that his boy said wit the same lisp

    I spit acidic drip all over ur slit wrists

    Im inner-city grit mixed wit a few clips

    Roll up on your girl I make that shit quick

    shorty ticklin the wick of my candle like a flame tip

  • you wish you had crackers like a canary, my style is revolutionary, its quite scary, i hope your Christmas is Merry, gave a gift to my friend Larry, found out he re gifted it to Cheri,i sit atop ice cream like a cherry, S.C.O.T.T thats me, repping nikeSB, make my opponents flee, at the mere sight of me,

  • in hip hop i lost belief like when ya lost ya teeth an placed em under pillow with no return currency, ya dictions under me, want friction? you riskin une defeat/underfeet, for me remain undefeat, cuz ya mental capacity is undersea/C like a fish memory an still make you remember me, doubted id succeed like the underseed, but now ya underseige from the son of eve, an ive come to be not what I believe had good intentions for this race but the apple of the tree
  • what i was given was never chosen,

    the selective few left for erosion,

    given only minutes to thaw words that were frozen,

    death of auto tune mask corrosion with promotin,

    hip hop these days needs provoking,

    im sick of choking on these weak ass buds people growin,

  • but ima keep smoking, ima keep tokin,

    weak mutha fucka get your ass beat muthafucka,

    when it comes to beef, i cook it with the chief,

    delivered straight to your feet,

    your cheap you couldnt feel the beat,

    beneath you feet, dont dance

    but i got ill technique

  • halarious ending lmao im sick of it 2 guy fuck the m-39!

  • rappin with soul unlike the kats spitting bout girls on poles im spitting bout my dream girl got my mind in a swirl not nervous so dont expect me 2 hurl im just anxious to find who i would call perfect who would hear my sweet words and actualy deserve them i hear this beat/i gotta have it on repeat it never dropped/neither did it pop it just flowed/every rapper knows they cant fuck with perfection/like basketball tickets floor seat sections i break my song down/till it takes away your frown
  • unaware exposed let the truth be told gravity pulls you while the youth gets old storys foretold from autumn springs back for crack at auburn a sack cold as winter split half a rock with laura she was a supporter born in august before autumn fell july 4th had it hot as sauna water for quater sacks next to quater waters in stash bags plastic wraps my capricorn nikka stay winter like where its at matter a fact im all seasons like paradise where the lizards die at no seasoning in the afterlife

  • my season is unforgettable like mass treason/

    ya better believe in what im dreamin/

    u get more exposure than a prostitute to semen/

    leavin multiple traps for the cats that be sleepin/ transcend into new time like a childs tooth thru teething/

    in the autumn i bought them/ winter i torched them/ summer intense heat waves i fukin scorch em report em like a runaway orphen/

  • The rap professional, yes, blessed like a confessional

    Razor sharp specticals, my poeticals untestable

    Swing blades, the king of spades, renegades

    You cant raid these barricades my stage is on a different page

    Miss the classes for the swisher ashes

    Your shits lame, my nickname, should be mister madness

    I rap from where my blood flows, as the bud blows

    While your rappin's shorter than the barrel on a snub nose

  • @williammoralesvideos like the rhyming, but it don't always gotta rhyme. This song is great because of the lyrics. The beat is made for deep thoughts, not simple spitting. You get what im saying?

  • @killaindian yeh so keep up the rappin so u get good lyrics

  • @williammoralesvideos

    @williammoralesvideos

    i got a hundred beautiful girls down for the ride

    that verse you found it online and it still took you an hour to write

    at your show the crowds never hype u should rethink your career choice

    you'd make a great clown or a mime

    or make house as a wife so your lover can pound you all night

    without any lights until you scream ouch and then cry

    at the full moon you howl at the sky not because you're the wolfman, just 'cos your trousers are tight

  • @williammoralesvideos @williammoralesvideos

    i got a hundred beautiful girls down for the ride

    that verse you found it online and it still took you an hour to write

    at your show the crowds never hype u should rethink your career choice

    you'd make a great clown or a mime

    or make house as a wife so your lover can pound you all night

    without any lights until you scream ouch and then cry

    at the full moon you howl at the sky not because you're the wolfman, just 'cos your trousers are tight

  • skills sharper than a dagger, my chatter make pockets fatter,

    no more pitter patter, we paper chasing more like a gather

    paper wasting, while embracing the psalms of modern mayhem

    developed by a kid with aspirations to be a great man

    debate before we breaking the rules, paying for jewels

    kept on a chain to show my prestige amongst these lames

    been to school, telling my compadres, be on the look out

    this is the cook out, grab the plate..

    carne asada filet, got prime beef at steak

  • those lyrics are garbage.

  • lmfao...point proven....hick

  • let me no when you put my lyric down ..Peace

  • RJD2 is a fucking genius!

  • u must be white

  • dude one of the guys in cunninlyguists is white and your commenting on this instrumental do u have any idea of how much of a dumbass u look like plus bein white has nothing 2 do with rapping but yeah he did suck ass

  • Thank you!

  • ill welcome yall to the p-g-h, playin jams all day till the cd breaks, we got mad live skills, underground scene commin up now yeah we ready to chill, lottta cats got me ready to kill, im strongminded no way ya shakin my will, hate that im real cuz im too great and I feel, that we the next ones up on capital hill, the magic is real yeah no illusions, reality kicks down the door to confusion, theres more to pursuin, the order of movement, borderline brain damage or a contusion, pt. 2 below
  • im, bringing ya back to the dark age diggin da underground without a spade leave psychotics mind frayed its all the same, cats act real quick but hustles pauses, they realize they aint down for the causes and talk shit, the wind turns just like the autumn gust, and emcees clowns like they down, but then end up often bust.
  • settin my head straight,

    droppin these lines gettin rid of this dead weight,

    now who can relate, i create to move the masses,

    and my rhyme scheme chill yeah somethin like smooth mollases,

    move ya asses out my way that i came now,

    innovate the game yeah somthin like a brainchild,

    thoughts pourin down somethin like the rain now,

    endurin all the pain but the same words came out.....

    DroDro pittsburgh PA

  • Nice post up.

  • This beat is huge!

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