Banter

produced by rexv2

MUSIC VIDEO https://youtu.be/Hoc2jj97IMQ?si=15pxZs20SjiskcPv

Hit Yo Top


The darkness is out far, up on a farm far in the distance 
The flows still subpar but the night is bound to come then
 I'm up n above beyond the bar 
Couple tb's 
Couple tb's worth of rar files i munched on my twin sai
The angel or turtle to decide i scratch my raffle 
I bet you baffled, ain't layed in one till now the duffel 
Ain't done just yet beginning the pace it's bound to double 
Up in the race you seeking the shining D,s left the best in the rubble
My town ain't know that i rap, stealth master synonymous to subtle 
The dark synonymous with struggle, poverty porn paroled 
My role in the school of hustle, cold faced no room for bubbles 
Rowdy in the rodeo, my trump card the nylon lyrical lasso 
Mythical muscle equipped to hold most muzzles
 with a Chest thick like brick  that's building castles 
Litany for wealth seekers n all bleakers Jacob n co timepiece 

Cosigned to peace flow signs designed to rival nasty c
Majesty, masterpiece, massive league i achieve this to mastery 
The stage warm after my feet, 90 degrees the bullet's gone from the magnum, bleak 
It's hot n burning the scene massively, 
I achieve this the recipe do it passionately 
I get on drums n rap too two fruits like cashews be 

Cursively, i walk looking for a partner best blessed curvingly 
Dote on her a king, a god with countless Gs 
Any wish i grant, you want flowers birds n bees 
I create the sisal n scissors make a maroon shirt call it burgundy 
I achieve a state known never before of what rapping be 
Massacre my vocals resort to mark a car bumblebee 
Last name heaven i leaven the thunder where the rumbles be 
Detest touchy touchy personal partial bubble struggles to loving me 
Embraces too rare, too cold witness my cold glare
A shout to the world counterintuitive black flare 
You ain't seen it, camouflaged in the night needa better stare 
Too much like a 20 flight stair, I climbs it solo up top i reach i stay there 
Head in the clouds, I'm heading the clouds king of high air, 
hi there 
The darkness beheading the loud, you talk aloud never coming around 
Bragging bout rounds, couple metal projectiles as if they truly astound 
I'm really profound, black genes powering my feet as I'm running the rounds 
Track athlete, my heave n breath on the mic, my vocal baton 
You walk on, by, the saint darks on with darks pants on 

My smarts on, hid in your blind spot pretty Patterson 
Patent my rap song, patterned my vans now my racks gone
What i respond to nah? My stance gone 


Mastery

MOLLYBEAN

Produced by Maiso (@revivedkasket)
Engineering by HailMonte & RainingLol (@hailmontek) (@RainingLoll)
Cover art by ChasingDreams (@1chasingdreams)

2CHAINZ Ft. RainingLol

che - school girl sashimi (og) prod che

GENESIS

reinhail + redilium - safe [yunme]

marc7s - benci (flyguy skreer flame) [samcantmiss exclusive]

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They right Infront of me, I can't grasp it why the future it be leading me 
Your Opp my Opp we frenemies the bond it'll never leave me be 
That boy a keyboard warrior he be clanking harder than a bumblebee 
Why you hiding 'fore the screen you a goof n we can get it screened 
I put out local told em they got bitch in that blood
I told em bitch in your blood, your family tree don't let you dare recover that 
yeah
Cause if I call you S.O.B best believe the SOD he ain't never cap
I pop a nigga top n make him spin like we did in the past 
Crushi…Crushing Fanta tops n string up you can't relate go ahead n run it back 
You not like us, I know you pop that ass, my home girl ran that crib when we was playing house in the mud 
Now she a boss how she housing Mud's 
Having cash and hoarding ass, I tell her ain't no nigga worth it, maybe me, 


arms and arms you gotta pick one, (me) you pick the stick 
and the future ghost smiling like I'm proud of me 
I'm picking 10's they like you gotta leave me some
I leave a stack, wiped her mind all she say is Prada me 

Arms and arms you gotta pick one, 
you pick the stick and the future ghost smiling like I'm proud of me 
I leave a stack, wiped her mind all she say is Prada me 
Yeah 
Yeah


I'm looking for a sound don't let this round defining me
I like that bass, pumping in my ears like it be loud defiling me 
yeah
I hated slower bpms I got the flow; I started writing raps I let my thinking flow 
Like how I see the first and the last line know they make a code
It ain't on this song... like modern birds n lesos
I'm screaming free your nips, I'll never see a camisole 
aye
I call her Sauti sol, she rocks an underboob you know it's short n sweet 
I fell in love I put it in a song you'll never see me tweet 
I Fein for the milk a nigga on the peak just call me king I rule the hill 
N just like Ms. hill I got the wits but look at what I make 
These niggas love these hoes, I gotta love em too 
I gotta channel what they see all they inner souls 
It taint my heart but damn I'm getting cash I gotta watch it bleed 

arms and arms you gotta pick one, (me) you pick the stick 
and the future ghost smiling like I'm proud of me 
I'm picking 10's they like you gotta leave me some
I leave a stack, wiped her mind all she say is Prada me 

Arms and arms you gotta pick one, 
you pick the stick and the future ghost smiling like I'm proud of me 
I leave a stack, wiped her mind all she say is Prada me 
Yeah 
Yeah
arms and arms you gotta pick one(me), you pick the stick 
and the future ghost smiling like I'm proud of me 
I'm picking 10's they like you gotta leave me some
I leave a stack, wiped her mind all she say is Prada me 
…


Prada Me (Prod. Leefblade )

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