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1.
Let me hit these niggas with something I bet they never heard I'm the sewage if you the shit, then I'm the better turd Verb usage got them calling me verbally abusive Lucid dreaming all the time spitting stupid Word fluids flying foul Oh you dying "ouch" Trying out this rapping now 'Fore I got a cap n gown You tapping out Horror when I kill them man I harm them yeah I torture Renaissance but it feel a little more the Harlem one I am a young little perfectionist, whatever your perception is I accept it Even though you people sleeping on me narcoleptic You nagging nark niggas shaking like u epileptic I am the damn epinephrin I know you're feeling this in your stomach call it peptic I am an optimist not a skeptic Only doubting when it's truly necessary Unintentionally killing when the spit start spilling I ain't really trying to merk them when I'm s-swag surfing I ain't really trying to figure out how to stop hurting But the verses are unstoppable the end close the curtains All you do is burden We over encumbered You kids fallout When I drop these bombs hear the thunder Shitting on you niggas under me get the plunger I sunder egos run and take your pride with you These the fundamentals I won't buy your tape, why would I fund a rental Rhyme all mine originate in the mental Except the ones that I quote man I meant to Make it fresher like a mint ooh You niggas schooled by a freshman Check the message that u sending I got hella bars u ain't got reception I lay lyrics u can pick up Layered with content complex connotations in comments I am Philly the philanthropist philosophically thinking gynephile Flyer than drosophila turning up the dials On the volume and the paper chase, cash per mile rate I am a walkin dead man Susan Serandon Your raps are random I rap saran then I refrigerate Spit cold to kill the hate Then go on on a rant to filter rage I make dollars you don't make no cents I got a sixth sense u spit nonsense and since I'm going off on them They're wanting me to cough on them You know I'm sick-steen killing y'all vets, rouge dog on them Whoa, even your girl knows I got out of this world flows Like I'm dropping bars on Venus Polices trying drop a couple bars on me Bitch trying to put me under subpoenas? You can suck penis These beats I fuck frequently, nigga The B's want to rub so they tugging on the zipper Dreads looking fresh line up better than the Clippers Constant shooting at the constellations fuck the Big and Little Dippers Fuck you big and little niggas who don't like this Not religious really but I'm still rather righteous.. Right? I am mean on tracks yet in person im polite I win the fight by assaulting your ears with the Tyson mic I experiment with music my concoctions make u loose it ayahuasca drink the fluid I'm a doctor and a Druid And a shaman/opportunist Man I do this shit for me And it's better to enjoy man I'll never be muted I am spreading the love like Cupid I am whatever you see me as Intruding in your ears like a q-tip I am, I am
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Creeping up on you there's a don upon you Who is that breathing down your neck sheath your weapon nigga Your pride gets stolen He who shall not be named gets awoken Your ego getting broken After I have spoken I'm spooking you niggas I'm soloing lonely stoner still smoking On the J double R how your girl rolling with Token We toking I'm shooting skeet toting the magnum I'm taking all the bread and you can't have none Joking chicken niggas I got crumbs you can eat I make it look easy Cool breezy smooth greasy Even though you niggas be Zzz sleeping on me I'm the poo you ain't even pee pee I could spit for infinity got Max PP I hope you get the Poké reference PG Versatile Eve Evolving constantly I got these niggas homie I'm eating just startin to begin it's green no vegans Off work so I party when the week ends Intoxication increasing the amount that I'm speaking Only nigga in the mansion neighbors think I'm Robbin Batman? no blackman excuse me, pardon Nodding yes I'm winning I'm not in the dimension That u in Infatuated by the illusion Of life nigga I'm a God Oh you sick? hear's the *cough* Drop any beat I got I gobble Paradigm beast make u think I won the gene lottery I got em G I got flows that clog your arteries Colossal green could switch it up like it ought to be See I could flow like G Seurat brush Staccato red dot from my saliva duct Duck nigga Fuck niggas Think you must trigger jerk I'm just jacking Richard simultaneous with cunnilingus Yuck life don't taste too great Until you sit back meditate and really embrace it I'm feeling like the game kinda needing a face lift I'm here to reinvent it's kinda old decaying Naw I'm playing They say it's dead but the genre just waiting For the amazing innovations of the students Who want the PhD and care less about money more for patients You lucky that you hearing this No radio so the FCC won't censor it These them good joints no filter and they still smooth hits Get lifted
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Yo I always spit the best verse You skip through the first if I'm the second The bad guy every song I wreck it, Ralph Best verse Spit bullets and you know the tech hurts Technicalities attacking everything head first Man I think about it, Like mathematics, Like acrobatics Phil-ip out You marvel at it Rap addict PG is now sixteen Spitting 16s To kill them 6 teens With M16 lyrics I'm sick sniffle breathing your team hear it the sneezing I'm breezing through the competition like plant semen Spring season cleaning Can't kill the fiend and Your girl fiending To blow the green And I ain't even Talking bout the weed and I'm a demon I mean I might be mean meaning, I maim lame mothers mainly my dic-tion and word meaning Man your bars I accept them But they're far from exceptional Except, when you on my song and make me look better.. Soliloquies in monologues My dog is off in wonderland My brother off a couple grams The other bout to call a broad They calling me the Molotov Mouth committing arson all the time I don't need an arsenal I was born to (aww) [x2]
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Trap game is wack Not the music though I'm talking about bricks for stacks, Man fuck that These niggas act like the only real rap Is pushing crack Imma kill the track show you motherfuckers that If I dealt, my shit be foul have birds out the ass like I had to much chicken Going for the breast, and the legs, and the neck, and the head, Getting all these girls real thick and Brown, I don't even got them kilos but the flow still like trillions of pounds Per square inch man gallons rushing down A goddamn mountain tsunami style You niggas water guns I'm a water spout Do right ask how? word, Nigga I'm a baller Pitching these pigeons ain't my thing but I'm fly as fuck now dropping these turds like birds wow Oizo attack Oizo attack Oizo attack get back this that Oizo attack Oizo attack Oizo attack Oizo attack Quit the fussing imma keep cussing you bitch niggas ain't cuffing I'm fuckin Hillary Duff and Clinton, president How I set this precedence My presence in the present is a present Dominance prominence confidence is common sense Coming in to fuck the world imma c*m in it Commandeer you niggas can't come in here If you coming near Look out for them hunters, deer Headlights freeze you like a red light left you for dead damn right Big brain I'm bright and my head ain't light I'm ahead when I write Ben Tenison ain't got shit on my ice, Watch how I do this I shit on your life A denizen of the lost land of the mighty race Indigos third eye in place Give y'all the amazing saving grace Wait I'm in a sleep like state Dream when awake Contemplate reality Drag out my days I'll show you the way wit my deictic gaze Kinda hard to see got quite thick haze You fucked up like if dykes dicked gays I can change you When I'm done you be fly as me look, I made you
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[Verse 1: PG-13] I'm home alone Smoke a bowl Eat a bowl a cereal Blow some ohs Honey Nut Cheerios Discovery Channel, Animal Planet Man I'm stoned I can't move a muscle Close my eyes Phosphene galaxies passing by Dreams I create when awake on the fly I'm the type to type up some tight lyrics Procrastinating homework that night Right? It's the black phenotype In advanced placement Letting whites copy me I'm complaisant Used to the racists Complacent with the way that They treating the smart black kid dangit Shame it's funny how the cookie crumble ain't it Famous Amus I'm the same as you just a few differences Heinous how the brainless think You hate the quote "Mexican aliens" well your heads in Uranus you stink Wait oops, Excuse me I ain't usually so brash I act rationally The meaner PG comes when I'm mashing the beat I'm divinity magically yet naturally Turning dreams to reality Avatar mind bending Tangible telepathy you feel it like leprosy None of you are next to me Not many samples on the beats so now you want the rest of me The recipe for PG? Philosophy, creativity, generosity, integrity, a medley Of all these And a lot more I ain't rich in knowledge but at least I'm not poor [Verse 2: Just Lance] I'm not bored And I got to score So show me uh.. more LSD and THC got me through epiphanies If life is all a joke, then I guess I'm pretty funny Kicking back the hacky sack Chilling in the Outback With Kangaroo Jack with a sack of the loud pack Ashy ashy nigga, Who never pulled a trigger Still got more heat than Bowser in a sweater, Whatever.. But really, I'm colder than ice During a winter night Playing freeze tag with Sub Zero right? Anyways I treat a verse like a game I'm trying to have fun so don't rain on my parade Drinking Powerade while you're drinking haterade But if you want to ride my dick, then I guess you drink Gatorade nigga I guess you drink Gatorade nigga
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I ain't got no days off Work all night through the morn' till the day's gone Bump this beat where the bass soft If I'm feeling like I ain't really trying to stay hard But still when I spit I'll rip your face off Better pray to Based God Better play it safe dog Gonna need a face guard But the way I intrude like mase you should probably take it off My dudes playing golf Bunch of whites in school start get some hate? Man I just play the race card I'm the ace card nigga ace niggas Far from slow intense as race car Vroom vroom Onomatopoeia Mom I'm on Wikipedia I made it You bitch niggas basic pH is too high A typo PG is too high Aahahaha Laughing at any damn thing Punching niggas out with a champion ring Beat you in the the ring Hide and seek find me in the Pantheon man I want a Grammy goddang I'm mean me dang Get it? Call me a prophet when I'm talking to myself She bang When she move My nigga I'm hung and she like it too Gotta get back to work tho dude Put me on loop
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Round 7 [prod. [w]] (free) 02:00
(Wherever I go They know by the flow) I know you like it when I drop em I got em It's hard to swallow like a Lozenge Voice been raspy since my balls got to dropping I know you like it when the bars get to dropping Young black kid but not hood like Robbin The name's Phil Remove the H I take pain like Advil Dr. Phil I got.. patience I'll wait my turn but I'm anxious so blood will spill I hit shots like Jordan I take shots like Kevlar I'm on round 7 Can't stop producing urine But I keep up with alcoholics This just a weekend job You know the day job kinda boring I get nice, On tracks I get meaner Not a hood demeanor But pretty dark skin when you see him Uncle Ruckus still yell mother fuck this nyugga Big kahuna eat skate no truckfit I'm the poop like goose no duck shit Spit sword slicing stuff better duck this Cut it out u on that fuck shit I discipline "it goes a little something like this" "Amateur" My flows make you need a vessel blood Don't pop it, You getting salty cause your ego I just messed it up, Amateur I'm a samurai Got a bread surplus in the Dynasty So u know I'm gonna eat I be Searching for opportunities like Hide n seek My sanity is held together by my vanity even though all thoughts are vanity, I put that on my vanity That's why I take action No plan B I'm not fan of failing even though I learn something from it I learn not to do the same shit again like you dummies Mannequin I wrap to you mummies You get punched out Bald Bull Stage 7 Round 7 Plate 7 Full course Nigga full
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[Verse 1: PG-13] I get melodies for beats in my dreams Ideas for sampling just come to me I'm 17 in the burbs so it's hard to get material, But I'm good with the words Call PG a NERD but I ain't Skateboard P I get good grades old white people scared me Another black man in power that's threatening Still narcolepsy sleeping on get the methamphetamine I got better means of numbing niggas than the ketamine Sicker than a death disease you'll need promethazine I'm eating Fruity Loops cuisine The movie rating Same as the film you seen on your telescreen Yeah I got hella scenes causing hella screams I'm It like King we the Birds see the wings We fly, You pedaling, We reveling I get a bunch of things you could never see I get a ton of cat get no v****a, bummer It's funny seeing all this ice in North Carolina summer I get a ton of cash and you ask for some but You pitiful I'll give back after making fun of you I get a ton of ass you a gotdamn urinal Just like the yssup I get it popping like kernels I keep an open mind like a funnel You only got two eyes open, why your vision like a tunnel The music shit here see I'm on the come up I run up And fuck up Your rain stealing thunder You dumb fuck You done bruh I've done done some damage A savage on the drums boy Rumpumbumbum Got your girl over here and she wanna --- but You Dum Dum She don't want to lick your rapper huh bruh? Just give up I go hard as Golf Wang you putt putt You stuck up Get the butt plug out your shitter Shit, I'm a litterbug I riddle raps with dirtiness even though a nigga always courteous Pardon the flirtiness But your told me she wanna be fully loaded like Herby is You niggas think you smooth naw you the furriest When you see me, you scurry You niggas sucking more than Kirby Your girl ask come again but I know she fuckin heard me [Verse 2: Madison Gaines] Mad Gaines goes in you’re like no don’t hurt me But the weed's too loud man I cannot hear thee This shit's high class man you are not worthy I’ll give a little taste and I’ll call it mercy G to the R to the E-E-N I got money in my name so you know that imma win I got 69 bitches so you know I get it in I got 28 grams so you know I stay liftin’ I got 42 shots so you know I’m gonna spin I got 365 worth of ink in my skin I got 23 jimmies that I’m always carryin’ I got 23 hairs on my chinny-chin-chin I got 12 fuckin’ chains, you can call me Solomon And I got 4 strings on my fuckin’ violin I got 99 problems so you know I’m not gon grin But I got one gun so you know that imma sin Whoa It’s Double Dragons 2 with Mad Gaines and PG We’re takin’ our revenge so the haters better flee Our words are like arrows from the bows flying free And you niggas look like guards when we hit you in the knee Hold up, I wanna take a little time with ya I wanna lay some more bars of this rhyme on ya I like rapping about nerd shit and ganja Eight nights, eight blunts lit call it Hanukkah The haters like to make a lot of threats, North Korea They don’t know what they’re dealing with yet, Hiroshima Try to hit the club with your friends, I.D. ‘em Feel my lyrics deep in your skin, I.V. ‘em I smoke that kush religiously. Drug Reverend. I’m breaking all the industry. Bad Samaritan. The ladies can’t resist MG. Sent from Heaven. Your lady wants to get with me. No comparison. She say she wanna suck the D. Humanitarian. I say I wanna smoke the tree. Vegetarian. Infect like cancer the pussy. Ovarian. I am the number one emcee. I am Legend.
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[Verse 1: (Drunk Walk Home) PG-13] The millennial prenatally advised but regarded As the kid who didn't actually truly try his hardest Special yet surely not reta--- I was taught some thoughtful morals from my parents since I first started Talking and walking on my own Yo I played the xylophone I was a wild one Matured into a mellow speakin mild tone Nigga Dialect like Caucasians, Smart as Asians, Bound to blow up like Arabians Nihilistic? nah agnostic atheist Philo-sophisticated Phil lost never say that But fists are rarely getting painted, Naw I mean guns, I mean they rarely getting drawn I don't fight so I don't need one My words are weapons I indite with spite I smite mushy soft pussy niggas You think u tight? Yo I'll wet em up Trying to figure out the Reason that you stuck I'm on the paper chase till the death bruh Runnin this like asics Si fuckin foreign you're in a basic B No spacibo The game ain't dead call Dr. Carter, Willie The Kid, and me yo The cures you just, placebo Just D O, I T, Nike That's me though Like I didn't break a knee Or like I'm still a great athlete, a pro But no shit happens For a reason I found a new passion a nigga started rapping yo I'm spitting this on a drunk walk home I left the bar and I raised it off the top of my dome I got wasted last night and my weed all gone Wait I can taste it, But I'm baked in my niche, my zone Aye it's, The apex keystone beast of the rap biome I'm talkin APES shit I go ape shit I'm smokin niggas like 8 cigs No fuck dat dude be playing bitches like my Asus My lap-top Don't got a piece just an apple Strike the matchbox Bite it ripe To get the knowledge fast; nah I split a half, burn an eightth, walk the path Siddhartha paved Eightfold... I'm slick as a greaser and I stay gold my secret? Midas molested me.. I was like a day old You on parole And I ain't even in the system holmes Yeah I smoke but I'm slick, that's just how I roll My joints Are messed up that's why I started rapping My knees forecasting before I spit the shower on you bastards This is passion [Verse 2: (Escape Theory) PG-13] Don't get close to the edge I'm a pushover But my lyrics on par with the Mars Rover (curiosity) I'm strung out nigga like a guitar, hold up Y'all know music is my drug of choice OD on volume not Valiums Drop bars like absolute value My value if I didn't have a voice? It would drop a lot See I don't drop a lot but butterfingers with the versus and I heat a little pot Don't get it it twisted My grip is unparalleled Intricate flows sticking with you like caramel A pairofsouls blocking shade while I para-sail Fly skinny nigga, "shouts out to all the pear" I yell I ain't talking that fast just to snails I had to get slugged by life for I was out my shell Now, I'm on the fast track u see my car tail lights Smoking niggas like Mexican cartel pipes Who Fuck me? nigga fuck you I'm hungry too I'll kill every last beast in the zoo Eat your food Or I will fool I turn you into stew Cause I don't bite lyrics I don't have to chew when I crush you into soup But usually I do I mean I chew em up and gleek out I spit wild You freak out when I speak out I'm approaching my peak now But I can't even see how Far away it is Still in the exposition of this
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Chilling by the lake A dab is what I'm bout I take I Literally fly away I'm not awake Or am I Blurred lines no Robin Thicke or T.I. My subconscious be alive at all times Even when I'm Present In the present moment I'm sitting next you but know I got a better view I'm best of us two We head to head you next to lose That's cuz my mind is loose No restrictions Spitting like my glands on a mission Concoct my vision like I'm cooking in the kitchen I do this when I'm sleepin intentions Of gettin Into a deeper consciousness when u listen, Listen Cadence how I bait them in with abstract lyric topics The fuckin flow is impeccable on a dime I drop it The fuckin beats are delectable munching nigga stop it You talking shit I spit sweet bars like licking chocolate I'm d*****g hot chicks Excuse me man I'm just trippin broccoli And shroomies Wise as a fossil I'm Lucy I'm lucid Dreaming Suessing with lyrics Sue says I could do it I could get buzzing like the bees The secret life of me Is only fathomed by thy mind who switched with mine, you see?
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My mind's gone polygons hopping when my eyes closed A couple supple hoes and they about to (dance) Me and my niggas way doper than Lance I'm elite for my age tryna touch me you can't Dance dance dance Damn I'm in a trance trance trance Please excuse my hands hands hands Right now my brain's in my pants Wait goddamn I ain't mean it I heard this silly rumor but (RU) AREYOU a stripper? Ignore my speaking only talking from the liquor Man I'm high but the weed is (AUXX) auxiliary nigga This guy got the Sky all in him Aaa the vodka Head cloudy yet I'm wavy Yet I'm dreaded mutha fucka Waka Flocka acapellas Man I'm fucked up I'm yellin I don't fight but I'll slam a damn square goin ape U niggas keep tossin salad imma be thrown shapes Wait wtf
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[Verse 1: Madison Gaines] Grandpa passed, it was a sad affair But I couldn't attend the fuckin’ funeral cause I’m trapped in here University student Or indentured servant Words are synonymous once the loan prices surface But I’m not here to bitch and moan, that ain't the lesson here I’m just trying to light a blunt with Smith & Wesson here Captain in my cup, maiden in the grinder Wanna keep my wallet fat like 8th grade math binders Watch the clouds roll as I roll another one Got the room smoky like Seattle’s second son Or like the fuckin’ bear. Thank you for the beat. Repping the east coast, Mad Gaines got the blue feet. Rappers wanna battle. I just wanna write. But if you gonna talk shit then we bound to fight. Heroin on my knuckles, call that a dope blow. Now say my name three times fast, Tikki Tembo. Now watch carefully. Open sesame. I got the recipe for a catastrophe. Now watch carefully. Open sesame. I got the recipe for a catastrophe. [Verse 2: PG-13] Wake and bake watching some Morning Cartoons Euphoric mellow meditation in my room Sublime day like a cardoon in bloom Producing perfect beats like my heart do Shoot, you know it's hard to get it off your chest sometimes Like a locked treasure pirates trying to get My mind is like a labyrinth And a laboratory Perpetual stimulation like Scattegories Naw I'm playing I'm higher the Appalachian Spiritual energy match a Super Sayan Five Unorganized sounding rhymes Are derived from a mental state that you cannot arrive at Analyze them Rhetorical rhetoric Really raising the bar High jump scoring 1st place the only thing you raisin is grapes You dry quit trying to spit, give it a break Damn I'm trying to make the next INNANETAPE Keep my own style ain't trying to imitate Thinking out the box constantly ripping the tape Trying not to reach my prime too late Pinnacle vaping
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[Verse 1: PG-13] I dare another nigga try to test me I stood up, step to them fuck a SAT Step to them from the top so they feelin my sole Me? rolling up a fatty call it Gannascoli Spit solely for my soul you saying holy shit, Steal food from the bears like Goldy(locks) did Tryna hit your girl we at second base That's a double; I'm on tundra (entendre) When I roll up the sleeves of the bubble- Goose niggas tryna duck my herb shuttles My team huddle We bout to muddle you Mark niggas I mark niggas worse than the mud'll do I ain't even goin 100 just muttering dude I muster up a cluster fuck Of nutter busters Fuck a condom-man I hate mustard Accustomed To fucking the world with flows thicker than custard Leave u bird niggas feathers fluttered, flustered You niggas bluster Lackluster No vehemence You lack lack lust or some shit Don't assume dumb shit I bump this so loud you could smell it I'm that crack Yet I ain't even sellin There ain't no tellin where I'll be in a couple of years Probably at the top the evidence is clear/compelling Please This ain't even all I got See I'm, Teasing them mane the reason to blame me Cuz these fiends fiending I told u I'm that crack yet a nigga stay calmer than if you leaning RiCHiE RVME and Kyng Seff got the minds of Einstein Mine's fine too We make a decent team and I dress correct step through wit a dope fashion I spit mad shit with a passion Limited dissatisfaction Militant disses to the saddest factions, You niggas fractions of my skill
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tbt [prod. PG-13] (free) 03:05
[Verse 1] I'm spaced out nigga my waist down Feeling like it's floating in some water I can't drown In.. um.. I'm a mouth. That's it What you don't it get it? Explaining is futile man I'm loosing my noodles Spinach. The names green I Pop-eyes when I blow minds in this bitch I drop bars like your dad did in prison Except Mine are like the ones he was behind—they hard, listen I'm killing without enlisting a hitman Bruising while sheathing my fist and Sheath my d**k and stick it in because I can Make you kick the can then I hit the hay and then get your friend And your kin Your cousin She a ten I'm f***** And no lie hate the vulgar rapping When I'm high I just speak truth man I don't know why happens I'm on a diet Only eat rappers and beats and p***y Slicker than Greece going for the Capital like Athens Don't push me, Rookie Wait, that's me I'm cashing though Overlook me flick you like a boogie Crumble like a cookie bash them skulls Taking all the rations quick fashion bust the hull Watch you sink I'm laughing flying with the sea gulls My flows cause your crash Kiss my ass I'm at the acme Crafty than Wile E. You tacky I'm khaki Popping off like acne It's blacky [Hook] Imma ditch yaa If you tryna snitch or Something like that I'm just tryna light that (blunt) Imma get ya Might wanna bring someone with you If you tryna fight back nigga its a fact [x2] [Verse 2] I can read these niggas like New York Times Man they sour like some pickled watermelon rinds You pucker up your lips when you try to spit rhymes No, you gotta let it go like mine flow dope So dirty like trash in the sea or the seamen in a trashy ass hoe Damn see I got a seam in my jeans gee you knit? Sow up my shit Patch up my shit So what you get A little pussy now and then man I got the whole litter Man you the shit? I'm the shitter My nigga I'm a winner you quitter Naw I ain't the pitcher All home runs I'm the hitter Your girl start to argue with u so u hit her That's fucked up now imma go get her Now u all sad and shit nigga cry me a river Pitter-patter quit the chitter-chatter go there again use your heroin You could get a shot with the needle or get shot with the heater from a nigga wit a wife beater I'd rather take a shot out the glass or shoot shit through the basketball hoop Swoosh You soo woo man I'm playing grand theft auto I ain't getting killed foreal aw hell no Niko just died whatever tho Pass the controller to my bro [Hook]
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Integrity ain't nobody taken that from me Down to earth; a tree it's Green keep listening Character can only be tainted by yourself Stay real and keep reaching for the higher shelf Truth is love is life But what now All I really want is more sounds before I shut down Music makes the world go round Mine at least and that's what matters.. right? I just need some beats to get by I always try to see the light I like life I try to be polite But she a bitch sometimes I make the most of what I got like my guy MacGyver I love Gia I always keep these thoughts in my mind Truth is love is life Live for now Carpe diem, that YOLO I made a vow To myself I'm livin in the moment For the rest of my life Mines what matters right? This my line of sight Cuz when I go to sleep I process things and I dream Reality is perception only homie So when I go to sleep Forever I want a legacy I wanna leave a mark A stain in history I stay true, I love, I live My nigga that's how I'll impact the world with the energy I put out Don't take life so serious I'm serious laugh some more Period Life just on her period The myriad depth and intellect Of this fresh little nigga makes death The next imminent spiritual step I found that finding yourself will best Your days On the earth I'm not afraid I'm content
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Dear future me, How are things? I'm doing fine myself Thanks for asking I know there's so much more that you've seen Even though I know everything Naive still If u can't tell but I'm sorta wise Remember that soundcloud? I bet you mortified If you listen you've just changed so much.. I don't really think I'll change that much You got a clutch on the whip whatchu drive? Still got the trailblazer 2005? Wait it was 04, And I dropped like 1.5k for the system, oh lord You changed faith? Didn't think so Philanthropy still the saving grace? Good to know! You found love yet? Way to go! Oh.. No? Ok flip to page dos.. I know you strong rarely lonely feeling, Besides your body is composed of billions Of living organisms You still like science? I know you didn't drop the moralism I hope you got A PhD Still wishfully thinking About the Nobel Peace Remember how you used to blur the line between When you're awake or asleep Dreams and reality You still reading? People I mean I hope you reading more books But I know u never loved those things but Knowledge is priceless You acknowledge this Ever since I can remember... Shit You remember writing this? Senior year looking forward to college Don't forget These the days you'll think about And wish You could come back to this.. I don't really wanna grow up I'm jelly of Peter Pan Shit I used to eat peanuts When the joint done Stupid fun Blissful Not ignorance but I wonder If I'll be as content when I'm under the pressures of Adult responsibilities Better never make a blunder But I know u have And I know it made you wiser than before u had I adore the fact That I can tell you're a perfect organism Thanks mom and dad
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Who even wanna hear me rap? This is just a passion I happen to be good at An addict freshmen on attack in the Act of flossing macking and tossing the blunt wraps That already burned to ash Your ass getting burnt if come into Phil's class Erratic rapping fire got hell in my damn flask Don't ask for nothing is coming, I'm magnanimous Controlling dreams and assassinating no Animus Smoking on that cannabis Liquor is my drink I think deep causing me to challenge theists passively Belief is belief, it's yours, own it But agnosticism seems pretty damn fair don't it? My Dynasty make u die nasty Like Nas spit at you But naw I'll spit at you Atchoo Terminally ill but the glass half full Can't choose the hand your dealt but I think I won the raffle Life's good Won't raised in the hood Stopped wearing my hood when I walked the dog Trevon said I shouldn't Smoking Skittles Spitting riddles You niggas couldn't Decipher my cypher With Rosetta's Stone In the zone drinking Arizona Stoned off of marijuana Belladonnas for ya grave RIP when I rip em with the lyrics Not always malicious but these rappers is delicious Listen This the fuck you creed I'm doing me Whatchu need Nigga u a pipsqueak U get defeated I'm Mos Def-initely the best You hungry? eat this Or imma force feed it Repeat it so you receive it Certainly You butt pirates ain't real no buccaneer I'm gettin buck in hear wit a couple of a couple musketeers Munching candy bars then I spit that sweetness in ya ear Can ya hear me now I'll call your bluff in here The proof is in the pudding but look, I got custard Y'all know I hate mustard but I must turd on em Oh I'm not black enough? Ok then rub dirt on em Throw some shade Imma sharpen up blade and cut em Fuck em Gut em like I'm hunting I prey on the weak since I don't pray to god or nothing If I swear to Him that's one way to I'm bluffing You can eat that up I'm eating bars and the muff in stuff Yum Young nigga got wise in his teens All I need now is more experience with things Wings, imma get em Without the red bulk in my system You can pull my teeth but not the wisdom Fluoride calcifies the good eye Why would I ignore the brainwashed victims Transcend in transparent manners, I end em A phantom is within him Bout to blow up through the opera house listen
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GYPSI [prod. T.Hache] (free) 02:09
[Verse 1] Decalcify your third eye I'm feeling like I got a bird's eye view I'm on drugs without being on drugs You could say I'm high on life too But I ain't straight edge blood Who am I? Wait let me tell u fool Still an ash flicker Ass getter and kicker Spit riddles Rid you ass niggas like trash litter Filter H20 flows through Audacity, not Brita A killer still I fill myself while I chill-uh Split the swisher pack it roll lick and swig the liquor nigga Peter Piper chiefing Pipe cleaner caterpillar Green fuzzy nugs in my lungs while I rap or spit a Ill ass 16 that'll shatter pillars [Hook x2] Bring down the house and the mansion Pay attention Little nigga gargantuan With the thinking Hoping that I'm planting Ideas your head but far from Charles Manson [Verse 2] Yeah I'm in the cut with indica in my lungs bumping Indicud Damn I love this bud Indicate I'm rolling deep with my buds Going back to my roots playin music from Africa I freaking love this shit Of course I'm buzzing Cracking bottles and jokes so we bugging Fun as shit Party hopping getting dumb as shit Tonight I ain't goin home man I'm bumming it Next day im back in the cave making beats in a daze Still fresh and amazing Once again blazing Get some lyrics for a dope ass beat Then go to sleep nigga flip the life page for a G, me [Hook x2]
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Aspirations to be a legend like John Writing lyrics and my wrongs well I'm trying Sitting on a thousand thoughts Squatting on the john Shitting on Anyone firing shots This a late night Jawn From Philly In NC Wilmy exactly Raintree My hood barely likes me The only blackies Only ones who wanted color in that White House In my white tee Mom's nice house Nice eats That good food pig feet Turkey neck Flat back Collard greens Black eyed peas Stewed tomatoes Sweet potatoes But no I'm still hungry That's why I'm rapping goin ape like a monkey Ooh ooh East coast no soo woo Naw that's coo coo You dodo Bozo I get that dough doe Dude true I do do This music I'm the poo poo In the good way And like Pooh say 'Think think think' Aye it's a new day That brain can do a lot and today Is the first page of your book You can't do wrong In this book all you can do is write Annotate, Marky Mark Wet the reed with them Good Vibrations This is that good sensation Got your heart racing Pupils dilating Dopamine levels raising I'm dope, I mean I'm Latent right now Underground but you still hear the sound here muffled But it pound on your ear drums I already won See music is what keep a nigga going I'm super flowin Now that I create it I'm telling niggas that I made it I don't need Soulja Boy to tell em Or Mike Will I got the mic, will I kick it? I think so No permission I just go It's liberating I know that what I'm saying I'm speaking for a few but they don't want to say it It goes 'say it don't spray it' But I'm tryna make a change I'm the spark that'll sprout a revolution I spit like a sprinkler I'm just tryna get the seeds growin I plant like I fuckin know what I'm doing I'm just using music Express myself You can't always put these thoughts into words That's why My verses like birds, Over your head even though you heard Man I'm out the herd Y'all absurd
20.
Watch this Check your watches I stopped it It's about time I spit with perfected flows dammit Y'all don't understand it The thoughts that's in my head Even though I'm winning in life like my parents planned it Fuck the gossip man I'm all about the profit Obesity is not a problem I'm tryna feed my damn wallet He love the paper My skill is getting greater Climbing up the totem pole I wanna be Metal Face neighbor That's a major caliber Better than the soul sword I spit fire u try to spit u getting cold sores I'm cold to these niggas closing all the doors on em Taking all the green like autumn All the women's yeah I got em When I'm coming only see the dorsal Eating everything won't find a morsel Jaws You niggas sending Morse Code SOS messages I'm the best, yes I is Bombing for the Benjamin's at the last damn minute man
21.
I'm on some shit you can't take Constipate My pace And cadence Is hard to replicate Cameras on cable can't catch me 'kay you can't see me, meet me, or match me Although I'm rarely striking niggas I'm really striking, niggas Handle bars like I'm biking Black Viking nigga Flows Vicodin tranquilizing I'm tantalizing You realizing I'm barely even In the horizon Squint your eyes and notice I'm rising You know I'm high when I write them Literally going over your head then I drop em Memorize and recite em My verses like the bible yeah I got em as disciples liable for libel if they Disparaging me that's blasphemy Now in the past when I passed the blown glass my psyche had surpassed the overpass, Over the overcast I'm on the ninth nimbus with intangible thoughts Only possible from eardrum and cochlea talks and Good vibrations.. like Uh ohh U know I got the keys on lock and I'm merkin any muthafuckin beat that y'all got in Store I got more to offer than u got in stock and imma stock my bank Never been poor yet my flows pour when I pore over lyrics so hot It open up your pores I'll be sitting next to Grammy 'fore I'm sitting on the rocker My other half in UA that's why I'm drinking vodka Your scouts ain't shit if I still ain't on the roster Call the doctor Killing this shit dirty kill the squalor Squad up my squad'll squash ya Squally showers when I spit Bumping dilated peoples Influenced by B A B U Got some THC too ALC coupled with the alc and weed dude Inspiration keep the bars on point like needles It's easy to find me the haystack or the clouds I'm Giant like "Hey Jack" We go way back I'm not evil I don't need you To tell me my morals I got integrity I'm standing stout spitting off the steeple I don't believe in God, just saying Oh and I bought a couple souls from Satin, dos One for the Flows so you hold your nose When I prose/impose I'm a pro smoking potent and dodging the po po You niggas know no thing About the cold snow spitting I got the second one just to bargain for the bidding I'm on the good side yet I sound so forbidding Masticating beats masturbating them hooks Foreboding When that beat drops.. look.. like Uh ohh You know I got the keys on lock and I'm merkin any muthafuckin beat that y'all got in Store I got more to offer than u got in stock and imma stock my bank Never been poor yet my flows pour when I pore over lyrics so hot, It open up your pores I'll be sitting next to Grammy 'fore I'm sitting on the rocker My other half in UA that's why I'm drinking vodka Food for thought this the opposite of your cannon fodder Try to shoot me down with the Nina yeah I'll block her imma prosper No triggers rather cup a couple knockers Yet lyrically speeding evolution godly proper Weeding out the weak ones listen to em holler I feel the beat but absent pulse the moms are gon be somber call the doctor

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A compilation of amazing beats and lyricism.

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released December 31, 2014

BluntedBeatz, Made in M, EQUILIBRIUM !NK, Rigor Morte, Terry Tester, Space Ninjah, [w], Jobu, FutureBeats, AUXX, RU, SmokeeBear, Madison Gaines, Kyng Seff, hermit, ewonee, The 6th Man, MELODIOU$, T.Hache, Just Lance, Brian To Earth, Gustav Shihab, Flying Lotus, PG-13.

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