Vakill - End of Days (Instrumental)

Vakill - End of Days (Instrumental)

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• vakill
• end
• of
• days
• instrumental
• hip
• hop
• rap

[sean695380]

The end of days the world is ending like a limit page/ we went to mixes for cake then were raised to icen then a glaze/ how can you really run if you've never been afraid? i spit juice 100% minute maids//TT's and oracle's ancient youngens that watchtowers must afraid of something// and it must be mother nature// If god was a women i fear her love her and hate her//in the end because the hate she was my maker// in the end its still all about the paper//instant oatmeal-general mills -quaker/znsee

[DoctorSess]

the docta will stop ya, dead in ya tracks, lop ya head off like hes choppin the wax, droppin the facts, mad scientific, precise, im nice, to be specific, its like a gift, flows natural as shit, you cats rap like actors with a script, leavin bitches sleepin with fishes, pleadin the 5th, vicious as shit like michael vicks pit, write with a knife to my wrist, if i run outa ink, i just tighten my fist, mic in my grips, like a vice squeezin the life out the bitch, like i said im nice with this shit!

[PSCHOSOUNDZ]

About Me If U Kno Me u shud already Kno,that i snap and sumtimez act like an animal,I Do Apologize From Da Heart... sincerely,everynight at dayz end I get down on both kneez, n ask da Lord is their anyway he can forgive me,for all da dumb thingz i dun did livn life to win,all becuz i dreamt of being the next kid street kingpin,Devilz has a grasp,livin a life nuttn but sin,everytime i step out i step back n smell da wind,sumbody might b kreepn payback split my wig,

[jkred2012]

BEYOND AMAZIN, THESE CATS ARE FACIN, THE MATRIX AGENTS, REWIND TO THE FACE OF ANGELS, LACE EMBRACE A FATAL CABLE, NAPALM NASAL, IM UNSTABLE, FROM THE SECOND I WAS BORN THE BRAINCELLS WERE SWARMED, YOUVE BEEN WARNED, AND EXPOSED, I AINT ROCKIN NO PLATNUM AND GOLD, JUST A CHAIN MADE OF NOSE BONES FROM MY FOES, AFTER THEYVE BEEN PICKED CLEAN BY CROWS......love these fukn beats man on tha real they are heavy as fuck, just opened for wiz khalifa in nh on july 27th. hungry as fuck hit me up

[mokasocial]

slow profeesor respect tha god walkiung oddly talking unforgot too spell the last graffitii task blast from tha past type of mahead of ryme design through afool 2 die and defy my third eye combined in tha coalllisinn to the skyy

[mokasocial]

slow profeesor respect tha god walkiung oddly talking unforgot too spell the last graffitii task blast from tha past type of mahead of ryme design through afool 2 die

[jrocklink]

god damn give me a hand i just blew away 4 mc"s like 1 gram of sand. sit and stand, listenin to these G's who be writin a phylosifical view, like ellen D, get off your steez, and stick to beein on ya knees, this money blew ya mind, its created a new space and time where you heard your name behind a chime and keptd the fame for more than 3 minutes, , u bring in the ladies with the tibits. 

[TheTrueChuckNorris]

2 -bumblin blast off, raw to 12 powers -"simple" investigation just for sayin "twin towers" -obama been bad, he had a hand in the bush -an now our capitalistic minds r turnin mental to mush -why dont ya read a fuckin book? -collapse into eternity? -!the santa clara county pd is tryna murder me! -solo on the frequency, bacon an grits -88s the secret codex for some serious shit -reload a rifle an rip, jam on for all jackers -451 is the summon of my attackers

[TheTrueChuckNorris]

trifecta verde, ups to ben jammin

our San J0se lifestyle gone rule the fuckin planet

ill lazer thru the granite that encumbers ya soul

this rosicrucian is a mental withan imaculate mold

my storys never been told, communication overload

semper fi to my own mind, u bitches were born blind

a secular slapshot, genasis jackpot

u always a have not, (just uh) timin ya rap clock

the master of black ops is servin up crack rocks

so sunk in the sandbox ya burnin like blacktops

[abbazin102]

All The Lies the reds dots in beetween your eyes

turn in to indago in a wink, now don't you seem suprized that

I laugh when I give you the information that I have it attacks

any evil because I grabbed they're energy tuned it in to infinity

and cast they own hell on top of the triangle of syphony

learn ya lesson escape posseion remember the elections that turned you in to

bodies called peasants the mind is spirit and your body is only resin