Vinnie Paz: Bad Day (Instrumental) w/ hook

[l1lace]

Stop with the shitty free styles.

[40remzy40]

@l1lace just dont read em

[atp1130]

@l1lace right? Who cares if some dude can rhyme night fight and sight

[ZainMuhammadShah]

THis is weird!

[chedca]

one of those instrumentals

[OneOfThaRealezt]

'm not the type to stare and act hard/

If you want me dead just meet me in my backyard/

I'm greasier than crack lords/ yet im pleased that I know rap huh/

Fuck all you wanna bes that stack more/than me

But thats the way life is born to cre-mated

Always seen hatred/ and more than me hates it/

This is for the peeps facin'/

more than knee chaffing/ n for the peeps sayin/ that he's crazy/

Swallow your next son n tell me that hes tasty/

[OneOfThaRealezt]

I spit rhymes harder than your mothers crack crust/

If you want to ask us/where the fucking stacks are

then go ahead/ your blowing red out of your cranium

without even naming it/ cause all of this pain it gets/

built up with rage inside my thoughts/

I be blazin of course/ but who gives a fuck if im crazy with the raw-est flow

You'll be sure to go/ because you're more than hoes/

Ill grab your daughters throat/

N shove her in a foreign boat/

[myztainzydeout]

I spit wicked demonic raps to this brilliantly produced song!

[FiswaT]

u looped the outro, but the outro of the song was more choppy than the original loops and layers

[alpicassos]

Could you upload instrumental w/ hook for "End of days"?

[Beantown3sup]

Some people have bad days, for me they frequent, The dean lookin at me like a delinquent, Caught in destructive habits, I need treatment, Seemed like everything was good until recent-ly, But I reject the help, only caught up with myself, Life's a poker game, just playin what I was dealt, Cuz No one ever bothered to ask me how I felt, Or how I coped with the fact my father killed himself, That's why on the mic I feel the need to prove myself, So I pick up the pen and I start to jot a rhyme,

[Beantown3sup]

@Beantown3sup

But unlike most, it's not about my cities grime,

Or sellin' dimes, See I rap about the big picture,

So every friday night I go buy mad liquor,

Roll up the blunts call the posse' and start up the mixtures,

Let the beat bang, set a loop on the mixer,

Pick up the pen and pad dawg thats my version of scripture,

[zapo147]

@Beantown3sup nice.

[jefone22]

oh my god!!!!!

[boutelsworth]

when the dawns strike ill be gone with of night-

We all got shields but we need swords to fight.

Wishin and wonderin if theres more to life-

My vision always blurry guess I got poor sight.

I see the future bring it back to the basics-

These suits and ties launchin federal cases-

The disease spreads in our impenetrable nation-

Till we collapse on our selves crumble down to the pavement