This is the second hip-hop song I've created after Romario, The King Snake. This one is just about how raw my flow is. You'll even learn a little history while you're at it! Listen all the way to the end! Surprises lie there!
I created all the samples. The instrumental is Survival of the Fittest by Mobb Deep.
Lyrics:
Rhyme master, lyrical like a bard bastard, relaxed flow, not bombastah, float to the top like the mind of a rastah, y'all rapper complaining, like I harrased ya, y'all think I'm rising fast, Ima go faster, y'all been in the game for ever, ima outlast ya, stand in the way of my rhyme, bow to the blaster, everyone wants a download, call up the Napster, My rhymes blowing up these cities, like a disaster. Destroyed all my enemies, now they Caspers, Got hoes going crazy from LA to Jasper. Rippin innocence away, catholic pastor. Rap critics politicking, wortheless chatter, All these jailed emcees, they don't matter, All your lame opinions of me, shredded and tattered. Now I'm blowin up on the scene, no pitter patter. I'm the next biggest thing, planeta Saturn. My rhymes rugged and built, and ya'lls fatter. My rhymes going a mile a minute, and y'alls sadder. You think you can stand up to me, here's my laughter. Beg for forgiveness now, but not after. I am too ruthless, your brain will shatter. If y'all want to fuck with me, beware the methodology
I have returned to be crowned, you're allies are lost and never will be found, welcome to my court, now you will be clowned, you will be my jester running round and round, you will be known as the failure of the town, your children will be fed to my bloodthirsty hounds. Gonna be so scared, you're gonna shed off pounds. Gonna fuck your broad, you're gonna hear our sounds. Traumatize your brain untill you're walking with the Down's. The torture will kill you, you'll be a flesh mound. I'm not gonna stop until you're six feet in the ground. Using all the power since I have been wound. It will be too much, you will bow down. If you fail, to this ground you'll be bound. The townspeople, my wrath will astound. In the country, my wrath will resound.How you lost your throne, it will confound. It shouldn't matter to you, you just got drowned. Let this be a lesson to all those who frown, to those who wear a discontent gown. If y'all want to fuck with me, beware the methodology.
@majesticmec
Yeah, I liked that part too.
hellraiserheights 1 year ago
I liked the part where you rapped.
majesticmec 1 year ago
@elmago305
Sponser?
hellraiserheights 1 year ago
@Scotty6046743
Huh? lol
hellraiserheights 1 year ago
???????/lol
Scotty6046743 1 year ago
i want to sponse you man
elmago305 1 year ago