Hip Hop Instrumental: DC Beat 48: Battle Beat (Check out my New Beats)
Uploader Comments (TrevorHensley)
Top Comments
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they all suck at rapping, don't they?
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stop askin questions cause im bringin the answer,did i forget to mention that im infectios like cancer,bringin demons up from hell like a fuckin necromancer,one more chance until utter disaster,there aint no other better than,im a veteran,who keeps bringin heat like a lantern,come close and get burned,i take a toke hit the roach now im ready to learn,its none of your concern wether u like to uphold the classic gold that im bringin in turn outof the mic that i hold,
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All Comments (62)
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Alright.
It's Murder she Wrote, serving these blokes, serving ya Quotes
Learn to be Dope or get burnt to the smoke.
No joke. Keepin' it real I need you to Feel that Need for the Kill.
Speakin' till Nill & leave emcee's with their Last Meal
Still. Know that I'm Bending ya Arm till it breaks
Last in the place bring the heat sparkin' A 'J'
Cards with an Ace piss me off Start taking Names.
DC Beat 48 this shit is ill - No Need for the Wait.
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any one can write rhymes on text it takes a real rapper to actually rap them
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Hi I SENT YOU A MESSAGE I WANTED TO KNOW IF YOU CAN GIVE ME A GOOD PRICE FOR YOUR MUSIC OF I8 SONGS SOME PEOPLE ON HERE ARE SELLING 20 SONGS FOR 20 DOLLARS BUT I LIKE YOUR MUSIC.
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Boom goes my gun your head turns to the sun
Shinin in ur eyes showin ur lies
You wondering how the fk u got there
Truth is mother fker I brought u here
So symphonies sing to your own dam name
As I leave you here to sing with dying shame
I know u thot ud be the big sht someday
And instead ur in big sht and that's where u stay
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freak out when i spout on this beat, flowin in your streets pourin like sweet tea, free fire off my tongue singed my lungs, hung hinged drunk and spinnin, winnin battles skunked and stinkin, winkin at your girl had her thinkin your shrinkin, or i'm tall, lets bounce off the walls my small friend with a bald head, Fred shit it yep killed it dead, i split it up cut it till it spilled out red, fed it to your goldfish told this to nobody..till now.
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Y'all are fake, like Jack n the beanstock/ i keep it steady stompin like reeboks/ got tsunami flow, cant be stopped/ Haters be bugs, my rhymes be my 'keep off'/ My shit always smooth like laxative/ And that last line was no accident/ No apologies, I do it on purpose/ and I keep raisin the bar like phone service/ See I'm a big deal, Like the oil spill/ Bad taste is the reason why I spit still/ My flows dynamic, yours is just a 'sit still'/ No 'get well' cards, Im stayin sick still.
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WAKE AND BAKE BEATS
TrevorHensley 3 weeks ago
isnt this a beat the SnoGoons did?
BOXEDTherapy 1 year ago
@BOXEDTherapy not that im aware of
theyd've done a better job than this dude lol
TrevorHensley 1 year ago
is this made by freeloops or garageband
nFiZzL3 2 years ago
i made it in fl studio 8
TrevorHensley 2 years ago