reggae1

spool

sound from clouds

reggae2

reggae3

jazzband3

calm, inspired flight through a galaxies..

I feel that hop flowing in my veins.
Since I was kid, 
Remember hearing these 
Rhymes and rhythms, 
My head was spinning;
I just felt this with something deep inside me..;
I was getting high of it..

Man, I'm the aesthete. I never lie.
My head is rife of rhymes at times..
Here’s only a few ones:
Nipsey Hussle, Freddie Gibbs, Rick Ross, Biggie, Marshall, Pac, Royce da 5’9’’,
Kendrick Lamar, Fat Joe, Big Pun,
Jahseh, Stromae,
Apollo Brown…

Hop Flows in My Veins

pit stop (Remastered)

All styles of the world flow in me..
The colors of the form are garnet and sapphire;
Connecticut, Montana, Yogo...
went out of orbit. Any palettes. Cosmopolitan, an opponent of the elite and there are many of us..
Desperate Motives of Atheist Prayers;
Nits everywhere you look.
I know who I would become with them..
I'm still alone - I don’t understand, don't see, didn't find the meaning. So many riddles..
To all briefly - so it is necessary. Tango on the table, 
When in the mood..
A horde of tanks, Europe in the trenches,
Bombs on housing construction, maternity hospitals;
How to change the position?..
I'm going where it's not trodden;
Scars of the soul, burns of the heart, prosthetic arms, cuts of muscles — I will take on my skin..
And mine under the auspices of experience
Through the years, not everyone, but someone
They will walk along the paths of a seasoned guide. Forgot, 
How grievance torments - the shell has burst,
It has been above this for a long time.
Reinnovator - Akhmedova.
In white and blue - a resident of Athens;
Always without makeup; I catch rhythms; I eat to live; night type; accumulation of strength, Working out skill, keep it
California, Rio, Argentina, Cairo,
Kingston, Rep. Dom, NYC, North Carolina, 
Portofino, starry nights, red wines, diva, daughter and two sons, dolce vita - my style.. 

A couple of my goals in rap:
Not money and not chains, not codeine,
If flow and the lines at the top are hooked, check it out; approach them..
They say there are no irreplaceable. Don't believe them.
They will be replaced first
Here is our new world: the race for the euro and trends,
Please no name opinions,
Poking under their sneakers;
A new day. For today, who are you under?
Listen faster to the streams of my thoughts.
Only with me will heredity begin
If the ru text is a dense texture, mediocrity is excluded;
Feel a little true groove.
I 've been through so much in such a short time;
I grew up early, decided to go into the shadows early;
Where to go when you're lost? 
In front of my eyes is your sculptural portrait..
the first author of the gene change; I have a patent;
The phenotype has a new upgrade every year.
International or without a nation, just a resident of the planet - 
Earth 616

If it weren ’t for Mirn and Detsl,
I would hardly have sat down for this text, 
The gut resists..
The rhyme of the extracurricular hour; falling on the beat, 
And where can I go.
Hop and rap have been in me since childhood, I just had a remission;
Now the holy mission: to throw smears of text on
Canvases of strings and keys. The basis is Latin.
Swamp mud pulls down 
And maybe it's better to just relax..
A man of art, a man orchestra.
Paris Nice Rome La Spezia 
Dubai, Abu Dhabi, Venice; sanctions,
the gift of adaptation.
On my wave there was a panic in the radio..
We are at odds with ambition, but there is still hope to break the ovation..
Recognition, spotlights, hall of fame..
For me the Missouri motto is, ’May the good of the people be the supreme law"
Marshal Amaru, Curtis III, Bashar, ice Jackson, Calvin Jr., 
Juh, Shawn Carter, 
Johnny Cash, Bob Marley — the standards of the genre

μια δόση αληθινής χοπ (dose of true hop)

Iron Note

Δέος

mos*ow is empty, buffoon masks, caresses at the mouth.
How not to make it public that we are faggots ourselves.. 
Bald clay kicker lets the herd for meat;
Fascists suck at the Nazis, their fuel is propaganda.
Bitches bark in vain
The Rasta Mafia.
There are two passports in my pocket,
There are not enough two trunks,
the Instructions of the pastor, the Rituals of the shaman,
PuSi has disintegrated - Chaos Masters
I am a hell bastard, I stand outside the framework
Cluster growth
  
All you can do is glue the fins to the voices
Sexual authorities 
Burn in the fire of the FBI and the cops
To these Hate non stop
It says Become a killer on billboards 
The pocket will be packed tightly 
But here's the catch, man: the pocket is not yours, but the relatives
have not been paid for and the black package with transportation
The deadly slogan
The second twentieth century 
Second Third Reich
Credo with destiny - to move against the system
Rastafarians, warriors of light, attacks from the shadows
Talismans on the neck warm
There are only two people in our game here 

My spiritual friend — Le Truk
A brother from the Warriors of Light squad
97 percent of the biomass prays
to kre**in and bunker fuckers
And we are waiting for humanoids,
Divide the shares equally
Everything was torn into before and after
Braiding snake braids
Usurpers are scum
There can be no questions for them
Only their guillotines and thugs 

Sharpening the blades 
Children of the Night - Assassins
It's in our genes and subconscious
Sacred knowledge 
Accelerate us - ahead of time
Outcasts, Wanderers and refugees
Relax us - magic seedlings; green mama
Takes away stress paranoia and panic

Freedom is not treated
This makes it easier for us
What awaits us on the other side? When the time of eternal rest comes
In the meantime , we are here - futile hopeless attempts
You're all stunned by something
Yes, I'm not like everyone else 
We don't sit in the office at all, Sensei lIberties
We often chemical a new style 
For peace - Don't watch the news
A lot of coffee
Before the slaughter a little cheerfulness won't hurt
It is difficult to get rid of the head cavity completely
Scarlet smoothie in the minds of cowards and judges
Mass's gaze narrowed
Others took an uzi and went to kutuz

Don't let the routine drown you and
Make a slave 
I will write to you on parchment in Greek script
Words of love prowess and references to our subtleties

πολεμιστές του φωτός (tribute to Le Truk)

Jakob

Too Fast Too Furious

Tess

The Deadly Orchestra

Old Scores, Old Scars

There's a War Coming

I Met The Devil Tonight

Meet The Devil (intro)

Los Bandoleros For Life

Family Lunch

Toretto's Lessons

For a brave movement against the system, everyone will be rewarded

LiPton ice tea - Babylon

Smoking don poncho,
Bitter shell,
The lines are flying.
The music of the world gives strength
I want to leave beautifully 
Keep going To Live in style
The types of the Romans are mirrored
I like the Greek style
Flight of thoughts
Maxima - Keep up with the principle
Go uphill as a knight
Shoulder to shoulder with the muse - soulmate
Without labels — self-made
My scooter brand underground
Rolling where my eyes are looking 
Band solo is a game in the main line-up 
The Aborigines of Soundcloud
The mouth pours the truth
I eat balance.
Oils in ascos
A mixture of frankincense, lead, olive and cedar
If bobbies have taken over for you — shuffle the cards fluently
Just look at the Stars In the sky,
This is done so rarely..
no one will touch her
Pilgrim's Ways 
On the way to Roma
Sometimes you need to sleep standing up
Not to lose only what has already been accumulated;
I will give everything except her and freedom..
- "Where did you run to, we are not free, this is the motherland?!
Look! Undoubtedly. He's definitely sick!"
— Stop fucking head without porn.
The last name doesn't make us related, remove the familiarity.
There are places more neutral more native
And everything is there except my pain..
Fighting the system is a duty
Courage and audacity give joy.
Got the rights to Talaria 
Wondering what to write on the epitaph?..
I don't want to think about how much spent..
The founding fathers - legitimate punishers.
Modernists, laboratory assistants are not the same fresh guys,
We have been crystallizing under massive pressure for billions of years;
Embedded in the walls of caves,
Those who did not see the light,
In the soup of thirst for victories, standing at the mic to see the legends in front of,
Unearth golden subscription; 
Ballet soloists without reserve replacement.
This style became the basis in the composition of the skeleton.
We made a vow.
You crossed the road at a red light - you 'll drink Palm in the crowd,
And this is just the beginning..

lost my list of victories.
Melody inside awakens the power of the volcano.
Slang Library,
Rap Library.
I'm a hip hop church guard.
These lines are not about gossip.
I exist outside of time,
Kung Fu pen,
The irony of Woodpecker;
Euphuistic self-control..
The space between the bunker door and the concrete wall narrows..

I can't follow everyone
,,And what is it all for ? just dreams, relax, cool down..''
The Cross is to be the voice, the loud antipode of the murmur,
Talk about hunger,
charged with an ect current and drag myself half a wave to the sources in dormeuse
The muse visits once a month.
Only the verses, the inflection of the pamphlet,
Selection of elegy diagonally and sideways;
I sharpen the gem until it fits.
The curve of her body that weighs little is always wonderful.

Millions of kilometers and I'm cramped here.
Among the aggressions 
Rap — Brain Magnesia;
I have created a new ethnogenesis.
Since August 73rd
Flows in me like a virus in Vanessa
there are no songs, flow and sound are local

I just want to sit down together at Perry's cafe (beach and rentals),
Taking iced tea, sandwiches. And looking into the ocean, and your eyes, just talk about everything forever;
While we're here, While there is time…

The virgins generated by the foam
Crush fear and hatred.
All this for one purpose:
Being elderly
And already Having a dozen Grammies
To say later to yourself and the children: "I did it"…

05 11 2013

Rap Church Freestyle v.2 (Matthers'est Apostle)

Listen my tone 
Im too slow, don’t smoke;
The antipode of L Hamilton.
U wanna see a perfect picture? Play Gal Gadot in slow mo
Sip whisky slow
Shot of Mama Juana, now my balls strong

I attack, covering my head with the kev jacket. Then wash down the murder with alco;
007 Connery and Keanu Wick in one cup
Every single day is the weekend,
Every fancy-pants will eventually become a miserable nonentity
Not Antony, Im Tony, The Iron, like Mikey..
My palette is incredibly dirty, cause I'm painting the Sistine chapel
It's not ice on my neck, it's nunchucks
Crazy sense of humor - Dave Chappelle
How many times a day I think of absence of meaning? 
around sixteen and a couple 

Panda Po mode is kinda bipolar disorder: then you sob as if you’re outta your mind, then you laugh like jack white
Use no promo
Hello, Im different homo
If somebody call me in label, bro, just tell them no (fuck em all)..
Wait , though.. there is only one spot,
Double M is owner

Okay Mr derelict, Now I got
Fast rhyme and hight lyrical level delivery to all ears as Amazon
Mamba mode when im in a zone
This melody and music in general ’s my propellant,
My missile fuel
If you chose to kill me, I smurfing your ass

These times smells so bad as 
Nails on legs
Nothing can kill me unless stress
The baddest bad ass for the governments crime rules
Pull one rhyme as long as I can
Try to get it too tight,
When they just pull on like condom another one every line..
(M is the best one alive)
Different lines,
Different styles,
Different type,
It's different time..
Never been fucked with a morons for hype and money
This s too true, priceless, u won’t buy it;
Please stop fake rapping, don’t try it.
I got 3rd eye, second mind..
Subliminal rhyming,
It flows in the blood

I just wanna stay
Just wanna play
Just wanna live, not exist
Just wanna see
The world is harsh and absurd, have to be against
Against governments against illuminati 
How many men u have to feel near nice and say 'Sup buddy'
I’ve been in the 4th dimension for long time, humanity descended to the second,
Waiting for somebody…

How to achieve the unattainable, how to achieve the lady who’s literally beyond reach, 
How not to become a hostage of status, 
Hip-hop is my passion as ladies. I embody my love and affection in these laboratory sketches. Mr. entreprise. First snow, Israel, October, mistral, the planet on fire..
How not to succumb to the power of money becoming higher?..
Will take over what rightfully mine!..
Will seizure the marriage female!..
Somebody is running a saline brine by veins to get away of reality...
Trynna get their textual substance
Holy Amaru! its so aimless...
Cases is Packed
They run for a second respect
While I'm just acting correctly, 
Knowing all came by itself and in a moment..
‘m looking at the sky, into distance, with the flame in my eyes, knowing that they watching us...
Bae asking what im ready for u? 
- The great sacrifice,
She’s my soul stone..
Answer yourself: who will save u when your bone broke?..
Hip hop is so strong as rock and roll
Fighting evil as hard as roll a rock up hill

You started correct record, right tape
Realistical lyrical spells
Twenty first century, man type becoming silly,
— Today's Christmas - the sound of bells and whistle of warheads!.. —

Ermias Asghedom (lullaby remastering)

18.02.2024

( για τους επόμενους )
Without foreplay
Fuck the judges
We will go against it!
While the clear ones are spinning,
Their blue ones are twisted and shoved under the court ...
Eternal as groot,
But we still need soil...
Have you ever known here what a riot is, and what it will be...
Octopus after octopus; a cycle of destruction;
"Open your bags, show your hands;
That's the greenie zip,
If we had Islam, we would be armless."

Do not solder this abyss
By big actions,
Hunger cannot be appeased with cereals,
Minds cannot be awakened by corpses,
Now you are on telescopes
under magnifying glasses;
Running under bullets, intrigues of murder - the picture of the century ...
for years in the womb until it bursts.
Bullion Stacks
Bodies in the furnace
Construction sites and traffic jams 
Strings and bits are long
Slim as a
ghettoboy "What's wrong with you"

Steadfast as Zarathustra,
Alex and Abubakar Salim are fused together;
I am from the very origins,
Peoples kneading is thick,
The servants of the narrow are empty in their souls...
Tied to the main flaw of the world
And as luck would have it, it was impossible to choose;
They won't break me or us anyway 
Clans of squalid old freaks,
Bloodthirsty men and women, grandfathers and babies...
ass owners do not share with everyone, only with the guys who warm themselves in their bed.
Anti-Semites and gays
According to the work in the media
About family values,
Turn around bitches! This Sin is also being molded on you.

If there was a god, he would have been resurrected long ago
And bombs wouldn't fly to Odessa...
I've been fucking the system for years,
I'm a veteran here.
Ibuprofen Pallets;
I'm going to the beats again for something...
"..What if the tickets go missing?.."
And we are wrapped in a pool,
Flying from the waterfall
And there are no shoots nearby,
And there's nowhere to drop the anchor,
I am the fifth Avenger since the beginning,
Paranoia guards: "there is a raid everywhere ...",
And So there is little Air,
With me, only maself is next to me..,
There are corpse rows in my head,
They begged for mercy;
Today you are red everywhere, you are not welcome everywhere...
and I would like to serenade my muses in Naples...

The vipers still have their pockets full
Evening, 9 pm, windows are closed, but I'm catching space signals,
Stories arise from the void...
I run when I have the authority,
I'm healing my head with lines,
Who calls where on a sunny day? ..,
I think I'll spend it with my daughters.
A Bedouin in the desert, there are not even two of us..;
I'm building sand castles, everything is new in the morning ...
A couple of exploits count,
I can see right through the Goldfields...
don't forget it's dangerous to be close,
You won't notice and they'll squeeze you.
A relative of Kingston;
Layers of snow ice and mud in me;
The remaining risk is substantial,
Everyone was warned in advance,
".Was it not enough for six in the morning and a handful of faggots
with amazed witnesses?.."
If it weren't for the beats and if it weren't for you..;
Killed so much in yourself..;
And from now on everything is different,
Better get the clip ready,
I wanted to build my own emirate,
I was kind of glad,
But things quickly went downhill,
Jumpcut and again that totalitarian apparatus;
I'm not a collaborator, but there are gods.,
To whom the mic would have passed;
And we will lay a melody of paradise in your ears,
It's not for the labels and it's not for the money.,
The notes are eternal,
Live carelessly,
Don't be the same,
Have a core,
Mon ami,
Take care of the locals,
Feed the poor,
Fight the demons,
Either alone or with those,
Don't run from the shadows,
Tear down the walls!
-
We're from the vagina to the grave 
We fly with the wind of balida...

It wasn't as lucky as Ishmael.
With these waves I have
Obsession, like pe***il's.
Cold as Antarctica in summer;

Rockets, planets, the cult of hunger - what are we talking
about When wars are still going on,
When do people warm instant noodles..?

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