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  • now i want to tell you whats real its life" so its about time you found a feel thats right" look harder are you blind" right infront of your eyes" man desquised" the taliban" now thats a set of lies" tales from media vans mislead the mind" but keep watchin cora while your supin a pint" while black pandora opens up tonight" but youd rather live for today" a waste of time" leave your brain" become a couch patate" a million miles away" from the truth but its not the tv" its yourself to blame"
  • im looking for this beat 2 years pfffffffffffffffffff

  • Like it

  • Ey ich rap nur das wahre leben

    und ich frag mich wann ich bessere tage sehe

    ah dieses leben biete nicht viel

    manche sagen es ist ein mieses spiel

    mit schlechten karten

    trotz bleib ich ein rappender Soldat

    Soldier this is my life

    it is not much but i take this time

    From begin to the End

    im the first man and not a second hand

  • If i see ur pockets fat, im gettin em lipo'd,

    predictable, still tighter dan fat bitches in tight close,

    its easy 2 murder him, jus gimme d right though,

    catch him slippin, have him on his homer like, doh!

    see me in the day but i prefer the night though,

    jump in2 my night clothes, blunt n my knife close,

    so wen see u see me, dont stare a long time though,

    ill grab u by hair, ram it into the light post,

    pull out the knife, carve ur eye out ur eyehole,

    leave u in d gutter, wer d feinds at night go

  • Im dat... Rapper killa, the mac spitta, the crack dealer, ...stack skrilla off'a givin fiends d crack shivas, ur shits soft, ima let my knife stab in ya, stay fea-stin on mc's like my last dinna, pick my teeth wiv ur finga bones, rap dino! ima t rex,ur an antelope,im dat bigga, sweetboys tryna rap bitta,till i grab triggas, let d mac split ya,den put d barell 2 my fat cigar, ...dats how i lite it up, get bak 2 d block, wer d feinds r still pipin' up, ur block was sweeter dan a kids toy firetruck
  • can use please?

  • yes i let it rang out

    hollows hit cha head and Brains splash out

    if i aint got the banga bets believe u gettin mashed out

    submission hold makin bitches choke... TAP OUT!!

    or we can take it to the streets id whoop ya ass til the neighbors say im disturbin the piece

    fuckin wit me u gone wish u was deceased

    claimin victory when its already dafeat

    beat em like im rocky and he's a slab a meat

    got dam this this flow so magnafeek

  • official beat real nigga shit...

  • raw beat

  • come witta flaim froze,punks is chumps flow batter up like a body bag witta punch,get flip'd dip'd and slam'd dunk'd,box ya up i aint talkin lunch,i mello shyt wen they jumpin and movin im stepin in da room its,poppin but now everybody payon attention,twist shyts make bisquik,biscuits,changin my paint more deb chamillions nicca,get piff split hit if its a winnin u rich,cuz ima copp alot of it,yea u kno what talkin man,colors on da chan like toucan sam,hella slams since beginnin of da jam,513 fam

  • DriZeLL-Im more less born 2 thorns*Stabbed in the gut of a man wit 2 horns*Im too scorn to the last days i stop breathen*Cocked back fire and keep squeezen*I wont stop till every1 pop shot or outside bleeden*A man known to hang wit top models*Shift through the streets screamen at the throttle*Like underage kids ridden with toddlers*Im a scholar wit 2 pens and a product*A man filled wit liqure and no father*So why bother*2 quarters short of a whole dollar*Endless struggles to the end*-V.A-

  • the word on da curb is dat, i be hottest out.

    im not a clown, il keep dis shit heated just like a thermostat.

    so no doubt i burn a track

    see wen i pull nite shift, i make sure da knives slick an work a man.

  • i like

  • I take flight with the birds, da flames i spits ignited wen contact wit hydrogen occurs witout guns or fists i fight wit words my minds psychopath-like so much that wen i die my brains one the BAU would like preserved. The best is a title deserved, so once i got it i honor it, steadily confident, prominent, in established dominance. Its told boldly, fuck droppin hints i flow coldly, this microphone agent banks, no "Cody" so behold thee, of my stage in rank, so im safe incase da operation tanks.
  • I grab the toast and follow you close, hawk in my boot,

    and i'll still leave a hole in ya tooth.

    Its Me Block, ...my triggers squeez manualy, the auto ones too.

    if i cant get the money, then ya daughter a do.

    Walkin the town, gun in my drawes, bummy and all,..... dont talk nigga or im chalking you down.

    Head cracked like a sniper submergerd, slicing your nerves.

    when ever im around, it get triphlen worst.

    throw you off the building, take a flight with the birds.

  • @BrixCityBang lol u basically took styles p verse and changed it

  • lol yup just bored

  • i put in work and, .....imma stick a knife nerves.

    fuck a hiest, i grab ya ice, and leave you right on the curb.

    Red eye like the terminator....

    this the reason why,..you seen me swing a big ass sword, like a gladiator.

    Kidnapp you girl...then i decapitate her.

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  • ayoo ayooo ayooo ayoooo

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  • uh uh huh... check

    sittin here typin dis shit, writin this shit hyphen and ticks on da keyboard when i approach/

    i suppose y'all wanna battle and rap, i clutter the facts with my prerogative/

    incognitive spits, u cant comprehend it- im like michaelangelo/

    wirt a pen n pad, just bein myself, sad y'all wanna be somebody else, no/

    scrappin on da mackin, slack talkin trash jockin newbies is really groupies, no hard game

    hard brain-boiled subtle mixes is what im givin ya...

    uh..ya..word.. im out..

  • i know my pops would look at me with a frown but fuck it i think i am man took the slut by the hand did that shit raw eat out and every lil thing all of sudden shes sprung she loves the way my dicks hung but look its get deeper she cathces cheating she sayng that i rapped her that i took andvantge of her and her cries please and stop i beat her and ignore now iam stuck all becuase i wanted a fuck so this is my advice to u fools dont ever let a teen near the family jewels
  • my brian hurts cus lil girls trying to get me up there skirts but they alredy playing the game 15 years trying to trap me shits insane just week ago i thought it was the first time she was givng brian nope i was fucking wrong she the type that rolls up to parties only wearing thong shits wrong how can this be i wonder and ponder as my shit gets harder should i let her be i just turned 18 my devil says fuck it my angel no where around
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  • limosine tinted in the back wit a choferr

    yew can smell the sour if yew come a lil closer

  • I will Nicholas Cage yall, by rippin ya face off.

    You better stay calm, or any faggot named naypalm.

    you dont own a bomb, or any rocket that take off.

    i wont be happy, till ya ligiments break off.

    ya lyrics are iggnorant, you pussy, you fake broad.

    You wanna be me, so you copy and paste all.

    youtube artist, they will probably erase yall

    bring in some garbge, that will only replace yall.

    BrixCityBang vs Nayplam cake sauce.

    Bernie Madoff, ya whole style and shake off.

  • A.k memorysz and handgun light flares niggas shoot the fade .but we dont fight fair this is ya nightmare . steal the lace from ya nike airs knuckle game crazy, then bite off your right ear .. this is pharma_suitical sumtin not suit 4 you im stupid 2 ill send you right BACK in to your cubeical BrixCityBang ? i Deliver the naypalm 6 to ya face .! put ya brains on ya cape dogg ....
  • M-16 thoughts, and shotgun nightmares, knife blade slice through the side of your right ear. im giving it quite clear. blood on your Nike Airs. Life is a Bitch, and she dont fight fair, Nice with the flow, dont need no hype man. The shotty on the right, and the knife in the left hand. Run up in ya weddin, murder you and ya bestman. Dont need Russel Simons, i deliver the Death Jams. Consider the death hands, a rip through ya flesh glands. on to the next plan,
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  • @BrixCityBang big ting right here im feelin dat nigga

  • @420ATown yeah he be goin hard!

  • if a nigga got a problem wit it

    then his ass better kknow how to dodge a bullet

    (AR-AB)

  • a.r ab murdered dis beat and da whole mixtape

  • swisher sweets mixed with bud and beats

    just word of a man with a plan to smack ya with a verbal backhand

    when i step through the door...rhymes galore...from the roof to the mutha fuckin floor

    lyrical perfection, metaphorical inspection.

    match wits with half wits turned half bitch.

  • d blok / d gun/ when dey c me and my goons / dey run / but shit 4 me dats jus mo fun / but shit ya bitch aint runnin away from me / dnt look at me if u aint got shit 2 say 2 me/ when i shoot im aim less/ no 1 knowes who u r ur nameless / so dnt talk shit jus claim it

  • AR AB FUCKED THIS BEAT UP

  • watsthe song called?

  • word ar MRUDERED it

  • no its styles dick head lol

  • damn first view...

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