Відео

This instrumental is fucking cold

Well im missing you and the things you do What about

This time I’m not going to go so easy I mean I know I was made for this but lately you got me feeling sleepy I can’t figure out if we coming or going and that shit not going to make it if we always question weather what direction I know my head fucked up but have you seen this heart I mean for you to be complaining and you ain’t even start this shit ain’t made for the weak so what is it you saying to me you ever ask me about my life do you know the hits I use to take from day to day so before you ever judge me like am spoon fed nigga my daddy’s died in feds and my mama was so sick at times she couldn’t get out of bed so if I got to make sure I’m batter than that then I will and I promise imma stand tall in the hill make all y’all drop a will I can’t be killed but this spirit on me is suffering don’t ask me about my kids don’t ask me if you not enough for me see I don’t tell people what it is or what it ain’t cause I live in real life we don’t pretend this shit real how we made I know you don’t see what I see so please don’t even beg I show no mercy excpiclly to those who take me weak like I ain’t got my own legs imma run it up regauardelss fuck what a they said you give I get it you stop I it I wrote it please don’t ever tell me I’m not great cause from you you looking and where am looking this bigger then a great escape I know you wanna see me down bad with nothing but see if that don’t take bitch my whole life I ain’t had nothing so that’s why I wine and dine with the steak ain’t nobody gunna give me shit so why do I got to make it shake all I see is you hating and I been through enough of those slats am getting a bag either way am living so please get your own plate before you tell me what I can and can’t do today appreciate this is made out of tears and hard work no I didn’t get a chance to relate I never give it up but I never say a bitch like me fake in this world it’s get it give you best believe I’m getting fuck what you heard on that last date❤❤

No matter how much you like Kendrick 20 years from now this album will be a classic WHY?... Because most people slept on it and the world will finally catch up to his lyrical content definition of being "slept on"...

My name is Omar daoudi Nobody know nothing about me If you see me all quiet Don’t worry 1 Train, 2 trains, 2 chains, unchained Unchanged, smoke weed louder than a gun range Who got the blunt change? Some say I'm strange But it comes with my brain, spit hundreds of flames Im a rap killa, Rapzilla, pushing white, Mac Miller Standing on a track with the, pack like a crack dealer Some rappers act iller, then you see the act It in fact makes you iller, until ya, need to yack This the compound you get run down then gunned down by sun down. That mom crying, her sun down on a Sunday. This the town where the sun rays don't come 'round. Each son raised on the gun play. 1 got wordplay and I spit bars like sunflowers. Hope someday I'm somewhat like Stanley, Kubrick: Too much on the conscience, so no time for Cupid. But never will I blank out. Black out on a blank page with black ink and dick out. So snow bunnies can do trix with my kids then k itch bounce. Them wings were bussin' shit was melting in my mouth I said there's no discussion and you know that there's no doubt Coming right off the bone from the south If you wanna see the clubhouse come inside I'm Mickey (Mouse) I apologize cause I'm gonna be a nerd This intellectual lyricism may have never have been heard When it's all said and done they're just words I'm just chatting so much shit but I swear I'm not a (turd) I'm not even fifty percent done now But I just scored six like a touchdown Why are you speaking on my name when there's no split in your brow Confidence is raising I'm still wondering (how) And I wish I could But I'm still misunderstood I'm that kind of person put the beaver to the wood I'll be drowning in the cheddar like I know that I (should) We spying with our little eyes Playing these games and we don't know why If I, keep it inside know that I'm gon' slide Kill or die it's just me and (I) I don't know the fake from real So I body bitches like I'm O'neil Give me money and we got a deal Caught you slipping like a banana (peel) These kids need some teachers Well I need some features I'm tryna blow up but I'm chilling with creatures My hand on the Bible now you call me a (preacher) Now I'm flying high By that I mean I'm on cloud nine For now I have a very good vibe My feelings so hard to describe so I know I gotta (lie) Whispers in my ear Gotta have defense on me, 12 is near Don't get it twist-ed I'm not in fear I just value my life I ain't gon' die (here) Now we're (hugging through the window) Estoy aqui fingiendo que es lindo Mira el cuadro que te un i pinto Ayudame, tengo tanto en mi cinto

I wanted to call my last dad a bastard.I put my dick in her back she said go faster she whiter then ghost Casper.but she took the soul out faster.I bet I could outlast her.she was screaming Jesus yes and up appeared a pastor.she said I was a master Nutted on her like a water blaster.I’m a party crasher.afterwards I just detached her.my dick wanted to attack her.treat her ass like ekg cause that shit was flatter.imma knock her up the park Cause I’m the next batter.I mix words like cake batter.I’m so high like I’ve been climbing up a ladder.my delivery on point cause I got a strong bladder.but in rap it doesn’t matter all you need these days is a good beat and good hook.but I’m sticking by the book some things in life had me shook.treat me like a chef cause I’m here ready to cook.I’m here to pack it in like el chapo with illegal medicine

Cozz looks like lil meech

bpm? please

LET ME TAKE YOU BACK MANNN

Ykstoist vee nii kelasin et ei natsaa olla massas, Aloin räkiksenä junnunpana fronttaa paskaks, Broidin frendien kaa oltii aina bommaamassa, Meinas flomaa naamall, ku näki pollat maijas, Auoin liikaa päätä, mun pitäs olla vainaa, Mut kaiken paskan jälkeen mä tuun ulos voittajana, Nykyää mulla o oma crewi, Kybä vuoden päästä me huipulla ollaa geimis, Älä kutsu oraakkeliks, Puhun nii paljon paskaa, Tarvii oral beet sit, myös hammasharjoi, Nuudeleit huudeilla ollu ajat rankkoi, Mut silti staili pysyy raffina, se o pakko, Tsegee, Mikit burnaa enemmän ku puffit, Vielki uhkaa sossut mut kämpäst nussii, Vituttaa niiku vitu trash ass budi, Mut iha sama kunha riimii räpäytän nurkil nii, Kaiken paskan jälkee mä tuun ulos voittajana, Kaiken paskan jälkee mä tuun ulos voittajana, Ka-Ka-Kaiken paskan jälkee mä tuun ulos voittajana, (En oo yrittäjä kun mä olen onnistuja) 2X

2024 here we go

Este lemosom magamról, A port és a koszt is, Itt voltam tegnap, És itt vagyok most is, Testvérem hogy s mint? Üljünk le koccints! Ért engem rossz is meg jó is, A zajban is hallak, Nem kell, hogy ordíts Ha nem ment 100szor, Na majd százegyedjére, Ugyan úgy neki futok, Csak Istentől félek, Szegény vagy gazdag, Ha nincsen csak pénzed,

Things that make you go mmmmmm🏊‍♂️

Freestyler second

The streets got me running cold like somebody with no soul I don't be dealing with emotions and feelings I keep em all on froze

Los negros siempre le roban melodías de otros

such a mellow atmosphere. makes me feel at home.

Wrote a whole song to this… I hope one day I’m big enough for cole to allow me to spit over this.

this beautiful

Good times. Good rhymes. This just a beat that make me wanna speak. Heat. Head banger. Move your feet. Soul of mine. Peace of mine. All in one time. Dodging one time.

The real is back, the ville is back Flow bananas here, peel this back And what you'll find is, your highness Can paint a picture that is vivid enough to cure blindness Carolina's finest You knew that already And turned to the greatest, I proved that already And if you would like, I do it twice I just sharpen my blade for a minute but came lost in my ways This for my niggas that was tossin' the graves Every so often I fade deep in my thoughts and get lost in the days We used to play before your coffin was made Just got the call nigga got caught with a straight Hope he's okay Just got paid what Cochran got paid to free OJ Just to share my life on the stage in front of strangers Who know a nigga fall to well, and that's the danger Know me better than I know myself I rip a page out my notebook in anger And let these thoughts linger singing Don't give 'em too much you Don't let 'em take control This one thing you do Don't let 'em taint your soul If you believe in God One things for sure If you ain't aim too high Then you aim too low What's the price for a black man life? I check the toe tag, not one zero in sight I turn the TV on, not one hero in sight Unless he dribble or he fiddle with mics Look out the window cause tonight the city lit up with lights, cameras and action May no man alive come through and damage my faction I brought you nigga with me cause I love you like my brothers And your mothers' like my mother Think we need a plan of action The bigger we get the more likely egos collide It's just physics, please let's put our egos aside You my niggas, and should our worst tenancies turn us into enemies I hope that we remember these Nights fulla Hennessey When Hov aroun we switch up to that D'usse Gotta show respect, one day we tryna stay where you stay Cause we from where you from I'm not talkin' bout the slums I'm talkin' 'bout that mind state that keep a black nigga dumb Keep a black nigga dyin' by a black nigga gun And keep on listening to the frontin' ass rap niggas son Yeah I said son This is New York's finest For 11 winters straight I took on New York's climate Like show me New York's ladder I climb it and set the bar so high that you gotta get Obama to force the air force to find it Never mind it, you'll never reach that Cole is the hypnotist, control the game whenever he snap That's every track Don't give 'em too much you Don't let 'em take control This one thing you do Don't let 'em taint your soul If you believe in God One things for sure If you ain't aim too high Then you aim too low I ain't serve no pies, I ain't slang no dope I ain't bring no lies, niggas sang my quotes I don't play no games, boy I ain't no joke Like the great Rakim, when I make my notes You niggas might be L or you might be Kane Or you might be Slick Rick with 19 chains Or you might be Drizzy Drake or Kendrick Lamar But check your birth date nigga, you ain't the God Nah you ain't the God Nigga Cole the God January 28th

Used to spit bars, used a guitar, the sounds boxed, ya sound off, tilt ya ear to the ground Dawg, ain’t no time to screw around nah, how many times ya found got, but ya blew ya self up, before you even gotta round off, check one two, left one two, couple a bills, no more drugs to double the thrills, grab a brain, & a couple of chills, to get right, who this guy, don’t worry about it kick rocks, let me spit Dawg, it’s not puzzle ya sick doc, jiggle a big saw, trouble ya give off, like bad energy m, my backs injured deep, I’m back for the winters eve, don’t let the sinner win, ya dinners thin, don’t let a sinner sin, sinny sin, sin,

Which ya test me, hit the head piece, sick ya left beat, like Rodney my god b. Try to hold ya hands, surrender white flag, the truce towel, ya to shallow, try stopping, mike hockey m, why stop beats, I’m not me, without the music m, get out do it, Bacardi & cola ya Harley a Soulja, spark the Marley ya smoke up, no guard peace, so stars reach the bars reach, like the racism for criminal justice, give lil shits , that’s. Minimal fuck it, instrumental souls just sticks to the rhythms,give truth a listen, kill a thought, still ya lost, build a Brain, kill the page, fill the place, kill a beat uthanism

This is looped. Not the full instrumental. There should be sax on the last 8 bars of the verse

Asking my. Brother wants in 0:38 please off he's under ftp😊

There wasn’t nothing like that first time Lips to the can, Sun gettin dark but the mind gettin mad In a park with some bud and dud excuses for people, No job and no money, no friends we could creep to So we crawl back Safety in highness Cos when I’m feeling low it sucks and when I’m high I am your highness Highest motherfucker on this train to Woodford Gonna kick back gonna

Like kemtrell Martin He can’t breathe But they wasn’t listening Black women Tell these men thank you I mean you would’ve got raped Shaking your booty on a wagon Crying in tears in the bottom field Cooking masta I mean the white man I’m not racist But they always see my skin Ask me about my hair Ik it’s fascinating The undercover hate Like an tick in a dogs fur They looking for you But you still holding on Keep your head up yk life is an blessing God was made like you Skin been on a firmace Wooly hair I mean I won’t tell you nothing Your beautiful in your own way Yk I love it black men You really are an blessing you take the load even when life gets hectic We must all come together as an people Black panthers for life we must protect our people

They killing off our race with white women Brainiwashing them Like we ain’t the chosen people Cooking and eating pork You remember chitlins they say it’s the best Remember you used to hate them Y’all were slaves not even making a penny Christmas thanksgiving they still killed our people History class teaches us nothing I hope we don’t relive it Our ancestors are sick You really must believe it I’m not racist But why can’t I reach out people They even came out with an words It’s called colorist How do you hate your own black people Yellow or dark brown We still treated equal Wth the prison is filled with us tho They said I look like him But he fighting charges So he dodging trying not to be a target They’ll label him dangerous He won’t even get no Justice

Dec 10th I birthed an black man I mean my baby But that’s how they see him What must I teach him They say his color is a sim We ain’t in slavery times But they still killing Hanging shooting It ain’t ku kluc klan It’s a real life movie Like I’m 1867 How you dreamed it will be But without The undercover rasiscm But without them looking at our skin But without them teaching there kids to hate our men This is so sickening Hold on let me finish

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“After you finish eating then you should go brush your teeth” -Calebcity

Checked out all of his albums and now getting into his mixtapes, man his storytelling coupled with cadence, flow switches and beats that are mostly by himself is just unmatched. He’s like the definition of how rap supposed to sound, of course he had influences like Em, Nas, Tupac, Biggie but he took it to another level, his verses that are ending with the “E” sound and internal rhyme schemes is just impeccably represents how you should flow over a beat, I mean holy s*it

The weirdest songs have the best beats

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happy birthday day cole

Thiyo dinharu jaba Mah eklo mahasus gardathey Ka k galti bhayo bhani sochera basdathey There were the days when I feel loneliness days when I don't want to exist cuz life was a mess but I keep telling myself there will be better days Aba ramra din haru aauney cha bhancha mero vitri aatma lay bigat ma gareka galti sanga santa bhae baschu Mah jahile aacham lagcha afulai dhekda aahile tyo bela didaina thyo baal kasailay Savai dhekawoti rahecha sansar gardina kasaiko biswas tesailay Gardina biswas kasaiko tara bhar lagcha mero afno bhanney haru ko Thorai chan mera sathi estamitra Savai cha khas jasto paristhithi ma ni dincha sath Agi badnu parcha hami savai milai haatama haat Daju vai haru sabaicha khas jasto paristhithi ma ni dincha sath Hustle garchau hami din hos ya raat Zimewari lay bhari cha hamroyo kadh

Soulful Beat with Sweet Bass notes ❤

yea its the day of my birth so you know rapping on this fucking beat let me tell you how i started packing this heat i was 16 then i saw blake rapping and shit so i grabbed the pen starting writing shit on a lil paper sheet 2 years pass by i havent pick up my pen in weeks had to find my formula so now im back in it

Yeah Let me take y'all back man As I do so well Wasn't nothin' like that Man, it wasn't nothin' like that first time She was in my math class Long hair, brown skin with the fat ass Sat beside me, used to laugh at mad jokes The teacher always got mad so we passed notes It started off so innocent She had a vibe and a nigga started diggin' it I was a youngin' straight crushin' tryna play this shit cool But a nigga couldn't wait to get to school 'Cause when I seen 'em thighs on her and them hips on her and them lips on her Got me daydreaming, man what I'm thinkin' how she ride on it, if she sits on it, if she licks on it It make it hard for me to stand up As time goes by, attractions getting deeper Wet dreaming thinkin' that I'm smashin' but I'm sleepin' I want it bad, and I ain't never been obsessed before She wrote a note that said "have you ever had sex before" Damn And I ain't never did this before no And I ain't never did this before no And I ain't never did this before no And I ain't never did this before no And I ain't never did this before no I ain't never did this before no And I ain't never did this before no And I ain't never did this before no I wrote back and said "of course I had sex before" Knowing I was frontin' I said I was like a pro baby Knowing I was stuntin' But if I told the truth I knew I'd get played out son Hadn't been in pussy since the day I came out one But, she don't know what So she done roll back and told me "Oh you a pro homie? Well I want you to show me My mama gone for the weekend So Saturday baby we can get to freakin'" That's when my heart start racing and my body start sweatin' Baby you done woke my lil' man up I'm thinkin' how that body look naked when playing on the bed Teacher please don't make me stand up I wrote back like "Yeah baby sound like a plan" Still trying to play it cool, sound like the man But I was scared to death my nigga, my stomach turned Talking damn shit knowing damn well I was a virgin Fuck And I ain't never did this before no And I ain't never did this before no And I ain't never did this before no And I ain't never did this before no And I ain't never did this before no I ain't never did this before no And I ain't never did this before no And I ain't never did this before no You know that feelin' when you you finna bone for the first time I'm hoping that she won't notice it's my first time I'm hoping that my shit is big enough to fuck with And most of all I'm praying God don't let me bust quick I'm watching pornos tryin' see just how to stroke right Practice putting condoms on, how it go right I'm in a crib now a nigga palm sweatin' With a pocket full of rubbers and an erection That's when my hands start touching and her face start blushing And a nigga roll over on top And then she get my pants unbuckled and her hands start rubbing On me, ooh girl don't stop It's time for action Pull out the condoms real smooth, yeah just how I practice But right before I put it in, she flinched and grabbed it and said "I wanna get something off my mental I can tell you a pro, but baby be gentle" 'Cause 'Cause I ain't never did this before no And I ain't never did this before no And I ain't never did this before no And I ain't never did this before no And I ain't never did this before no I ain't never did this before no And I ain't never did this before no And I ain't never did this before no

Your back at it get higher then an average pound cake strain is what I am grasping no has been bankrupted a thousand times no millions of right rhymes could find a reason of why you changed the course no sense nor seasoning

I don't know if I already posted on this or not but this definitely one of the best beats and smooth. You killed this, i still keep coming back to this one. Thank you

As I flip this script I took a sip of the forbidden fruit I got the juice This ain’t Adam and Eve Before I leave I’m going deep Into my soul know your role My totem pole world be getting cold If you in the mix somebody unload this clip So imma grip this lil birdy wanna go sing Before I bring a ring to my city You better give me All of my flowers before I am dead and buried I am too legendary I feel like a god now homie just watch how I ain’t no Christian but I be spitting this true religion

I been writing verses and writtens in my spare time, Tryna learn to write songs and hooks in my spare time, Cause we got stories to tell and i gotta share mine, How the real falls close from the grape vine, Or something like that, like cole said I promise the real is back, You look close into my words then read it back, How I write golden droplets from obsolete climates and bring the ville back. I strangle the mic with both palms and kill the track. Yall aint seen a rapper as passionate as me since passion came to be, A starring point in the industry but i would be doing this either way to free me, This my talent born with, im torn with the idea of not making it clearly, But theres no doubts I dont make it loud when I write this album sincerely.

Jealousy holding families hostage Envy got these enemies up in the optics, Man i feel like like im up in a cockpit, But no man immortal you cannot stop this. Cause theres murder in the streets, and if i dont beat police Then ill get booked for something i didnt do. With these crack rocks in the heat, and my homie got a piece I wonder how long until they shoot at you. I done see birds fly, i done see shells fly, I done see bodies dried laid in the road, I done see moms cry, I done see killas cry, Cus they son walked out wearing gold. Thats all I know, living in the inner city got my heart so cold, But i keep it warm with those diamond ropes, And I keep thumping to the rhythm of this flow. Cause if i ever stop then let my heart stop too. Shark in the water but will you let it bite you? When the boat sinking slowly will you be the one who swim to? Another island, my intuition violent wanna make it to new years, But my resolutions quiet, and my evolution silent it feel like my crew hears, A stakeout by the

Is there a way this instrumental is on Apple Music?

ugh, it's mental how this instrumental gives so much fuel to a pencil that i can verbalize all the tension all my tensile strength comes out when i bench press on the bench i'm hench, so sensitive for the girldem, every pearl that i make is the world to them give me a stretcher for all the fuck bitches trying test ya boy with the pressure i drink the nectar of the gods, don't try to stress me, expect me, to be ten feet taller than the next B I don't sweat like prince andrew, fucking kublar khan spinning purest yarns like xanadu and i aint talking fucking abba you can yabba dabba du like fucking hanna barbera cartoons, i wear the bandana from here to atlanta and santa cruz, i don't stammer like the next b-b-b-itch, i swing the hammer make a nail of the rappers that clamour for status with their little tampon raps i make a baby when i fuck them over like lil tracy and all the rappers who can't face me or take me in a battle 'cause i go lower than a bass beat i'll make you sweeter than a pastry you're a fucking fake G fucking piece of shit, try to come at me you must be dumb, you see you can't stomach me or pummel me into the ground i'mma flummox thee and pull the glock out this G has pulled a knock-out FTKO, bitch, i'mma rock out as i come at you with my fucking cock out

In the tapestry of time, where stories unfold, Life's ballad is sung, both tender and bold. Through sunrise whispers and midnight's embrace, We navigate the symphony, finding our place. Chasing dreams like stars in the vast expanse, Life's journey, a dance, a cosmic romance. In the pages of laughter and shadows of strife, We compose our verses, the lyrics of life. Through storms that may rage or gentle zephyrs that play, Each note in our song, a step on the way. So let's sing with passion, embrace every line, For in life's grand chorus, our stories entwine.

Uh Where u at? Whatchu doing last night? Nah for real Who were you with last night? You see girls only come for a limited time And girls only come for a specific guy That's why you gotta get yours before I gotta get mine Cuz my bitch ain't bad My bitch the worst That's why second is the best Now she's putting shit up in her purse

Overview Lyrics Listen Main results These niggas know Armed and dangerous, call the law Stick to the script, no audible Country ass nigga with an Audemars Can't spell the shit but I order more French hoes treat me like Charles De Gaulle Get good head on the Autobahn Hit hood hoes out in Baltimore Pack the shows like wall to wall, my God Five steps like Dru Hill Came home from the first tour, with Bad credit and a school bill Middle finger to the bursar Finally famous but Ain't too much really change with us Straight up weed, no angel dust Label us notorious, that was 9-7 Saw my old teacher and she asked how I'm livin' You ain't know my shit drop bitch? 9-11 Gettin' more hoes than that nigga John Legend Gettin' more hoes than that nigga John Legend Nigga you should too, if you knew What this game would do to you Look at all the bullshit I've been through Better me than you I must confess, I copped the chains I hit the club, I made it rain I hit the road, I made a name I came home, I ain't the same I ain't the same I ain't the same Made a mil' off the flow, make sure these niggas know Made a mil' off the flow, make sure these niggas know These niggas know, boo-ya nigga? Came through the door like who y'all niggas? Stole a nigga flow, I could sue y'all niggas Better yet put a hot one through y'all niggas Nah, let me stop frontin' for y'all niggas but Don't let the college shit fool y'all niggas Ain't the hardest nigga in the land But a grown ass man, and I will step to y'all niggas Like what's the problem? Ain't gettin' paper, nigga here's a loan My shit long, need a hair salon Get it cut, shut the fuck up And wipe your face with my money 'til your tears is gone No cryin' ass, lyin' ass Can't afford a whip, but you buyin' ass This Fresh Prince nigga, I ain't Jazz Fucked yo bitch, nigga I ain't ask She pitched it to me like Sosa (Oh God) What the fuck was I s'posed do? Deny that, rather try that, but I never fly that Keep hoes bi-coastal And they buy postals, ain't shit for free Dick the only thing that they get from me Sit VIP, get a sip for free Later on she'll be sippin' me, literally Picture me at the tip-top With your bitch lip-locked on my dick when my shit drop This B.I.G. nigga, this Pac Minus six shots, but it's still this hot Thirty grand and that's just for the wristwatch Hate to brag but backpacking, that's hip hop Write my life and make sure that the script hot And pray the kids watch, if not These niggas know If not, these niggas know I must confess, I copped the chains I hit the club, I made it rain I hit the road, I made a name I came home, I ain't the same I ain't the same I ain't the same I must confess, I copped the chains I hit the club, I made it rain I hit the road, I made a name I came home, I ain't the same I ain't the same I ain't the same Made a mil' off the flow, make sure these niggas know Made a mil' off the flow, make sure these niggas know

This is one of the many bangers that my history teacher plays in class while we write down the notes.