Hard Scary hip-hop beat {rap} Instrumental

you all SUCK!!!! im 12 and i could rap BETTER!!!!!

Lol that doesn't make sense take your time to think.

who know how we all came up
only knows from street hussling to at home writing these lyrics with thoughts of hope
can we all comply with live that we got AND SURVIVE WHEN THE hatred of other make us a dying supply
what happen to the days of peace there out in the middle of the road bleeding out the skulls and time is running out what can we do slience is golden but truth exceeds platium so get you gold i get theis knowledge i got to so the future won't expire it

this is lil'taco from the south and i crossed the border, someone had to come to keep these niggas in order, my flow tell story of some truth high crimes, when some people from texas killed six men for a few dimes, you know ma race in this place keeps growing, like parasites dat dont let a field keep growing, all i gotta say out of all races mexicanz da best, got something to say and ill fill with 36 bullets yore black or white chest

my life is real hard not soft like all these fakes seems like they were made to break while im makein cake on the block jb trigga's any nigga make there body freeze up belive us ridein away with your girls cash ruthless nigga im juss tryna pass make your bitch orgasm then relax..

There's only one way out of this life, one way to change/
one way from the bottom and that's changing the game/
one chance to live a life that ain't surrounded by pain/
one day they'll hear my voice and understand what i'm sayin/
I've been a hood chin, homie from the day i was born/
They call it capital, all the guns with these streets i call my home/
too many nights i was alone on the block to find a dollar/
cause' my momma was a worker, i had a coward for a father/

your father was a bitch in the hoods of ontario, he was the shaky dragon who got away from mario, your dad's story is very sad and decieving, your moms white mouth my cum is recieving, you know its true, cuz your flow reminded me of a weak human, youre a bitch from the north was what once said mr. Truman, it's so sad you blame that fucker for youre fucked up life i can tell right now youre a fucker that would hit his wife, i just had to flow to say my opinion, lil'taco six four repin da dominion

sick beat

thnx man! rate it high

everyone askin peter u keep passsin on us the chances gone away new boy here hes down to stay i say this shit just aint for me i wont stop not my intention u bout to face the master mind murderers invention. see how they go when they think im slow, my flow, so fast dont know how to react hit em when the senses come back my attacks never leave u in peace thats wat u get for fake reppin the streets my beats hot, mind on pot greenery fast life keep holdin me, split infinity seeds