An Elementary Rhyme - Diabolical

2nd solo track. been a real while, thanks for listening and if its dope please repost and like, peace homeys. ♻︎

Lyrics : 

[Verse 1]

Whatchu about,
Stir up the crowd,
In sync with tha background,
A few of tha niggas might drown,
Questions,
If you light or sound,
Frontline battleground,
Castle with tha crown,
Godly,
Scientist above what science is,
Signs of off tha sidelines please,
Do we call the shrink or the preist,
1957, 
25 with 2 chil’ren,
I guess,
"TIMES CHANGE”
Insane in tha membrane,
I strongly disagree,
Wanna be tha west side nigga with a gold chain,
You see?
No playin,
Fuck looking clean,
Fuck tha niggas in between,
Sippin Cognac at a bar,
Sippin King from tha liquor store,
Finna surge far on tha par,
Head home,
Ride to write on beats,
Couple bowls,
Nighty night,
Still young to head to sleep,
Futsal and Freestyle 
Probably mostly all we know,
Lord Dro, 50490,
Just a lil to let go,
Don’t want nobody dropping ma polls,
Spent too long time at tha barbecue,
Lost balance on ma other stew,
Folk niggas with tha folk view
Tryna find me another brew,
Gain me another crew,
Enough with tha men in blue,
Couldn’t do,
Runnin new with no clue,
Guess faith just chose how i grew,
Roll up the green,
Spark it,
don’t give a fuck bout it,
Drink up the brew,
Checked the time,
Carry on ballin’ with the wood,
Suicide Squad what they called ma hoods,
h420 and melwood,
Dribbling pass all tha nigga “Gonna make it”
Fuck ya’ll talent, 
Don’t need it,
Kill em if they predict it,
I go independent like K-Dot,
Or should I(love myself) say Kendrick,
All these niggas always thought they had it,
Heard ma sound cloud and became an addict,
Shit getting tragic,
Thought i was to heal like a medic,
Instead shooting semi automatic,
Just with ammo thas poetic,
Motherfucker understand it,
I said Ma’fucker understand it,
We tha stock you should’ve invested,
Illest niggas on this planet,
Fully loaded,
Fully devoted,
Tick Don Dro, 
Then you vote it,
Less you wanna be ma opponent,
In computer base, 
Wipe you out like a trojan,
Two similar strains but I’m just mo potent,
An antidote to any poison,
My words bring unison,
Spit from hell like the demon’s son,
Tho like an angel
The good still sin,
Some good aint what it seems,
What the fuck was you thinking son?

Thaimes Change ,,♠︎ Run it

HAPPY NEW YEAR G'GAS. MAY 2K17 BRING YA HOPE & FAITH // Don Dro wit tha MetAfO is my 3rd release. Beat is from Youtube by FloFilz - Sippin (instrumental). Hope ya'll like it!

[Intro]
It's not a chase mayn, 
It's not a race mayn,
Ya'll just heading to you're fucking graves mayn,
I respect that you still tried to be brave mayn,
But ma G'ga,
I'm on a holy pace mayn,
Cuz it just sucks when you aint first place,
They tried, homie,
Cut off ma soul,
But like Hercules, 
It just turns GOLD,
Homie,
I guess really THAIMES CHANGe,
And ma'fucker i done told,

[Verse 1]
What a day indeed,
Homie, this the 490 street,
We ask whas defeat,
Never read it in the dictionary,
Owh, you done thought i lost grip,
Homie i aint even trip,
I'm the disease making all these G'gas sick,
Bars turn'ta gold whenever i spit,
Better be ready fo' I'm equipped,
5 0 4 9 0, 
An alliance with a goal,
Don Dro,
Wit tha ma'fucker MetAfO,
Poetic with the ammo,
Rhythmatic when i flow,
Drop errthang and just watch the show G'ga,

I done seen you taking a dip on ma shit,
Feeling thou,
Making you drown,
PCE, 4E, Damansara,
Bitch we all aroun',
You'll never be capable to wield the crown,
Yea, I'm Young, Gifted & Brown,
Sit and lounge,
Puff on em pounds,
Uplift that frown,
But,
Pop tha TV to see whas happening,
*Skit about JibbyMaNiggy*

[Verse 2]
Wtf, 
In tha AM,
News about the PM,
They made ma whole life almost a lie,
Growing up learning the opposite of what they teach,
Fuck you done thought,
huh,
You think this era a joke beneath this land, Homie,
Fuck you coat us Malaysian's, Homie,
Making us stoop low like servants, Homie,
And then you just chill and claim the 1.2 billion,
Them G'gas pay service as civilians,
You think we won't stand up,
when the PM done think only for his chil'ren,
But i guess karma coming back now,
YELLOW be ma flag now,
5th time cleaning the streets,
And the REDS we could see less now,
But truly homie once you knew the truth was gon break thru,
You should've ran, 
BITCH DAMN BLAOW,

Snitches in the air,
i can smell their scent,
But fuck it,
I couldn't give a damn,
Too damn high,
Bitchez prolly couldn't breath in our space,
Like we in space,
Near the moon,
Ma team cold,
That type classified info,
That Top Dawg credential,
It's like me & Al-Khaliq always on a 2 way convo,
GOD-DAMN,
I'm like the ma'fuckin plant,
Mellow down but high above the ma'fuckin land,
Making ya thoughts surpass the capacity thought,
the squeeze it out like the cloth that was damp,
huh,
Whose right?
the Lycan or the Vamp,
Or just either tryna be the king of this land,
A place we breed without the consequence,
A place we unite strength to watch the fall of other men,
In the end,
I'm still here wit FUCK THA GOVERNMENT.
(always wit that bullshit)

[Verse 3]
But enough of that,
I hear them niggas talking shit behind ma back,
Be bitchin like they bitchez,
Till they see a turn & a clap,
I've got the fact,
You know,
That make you front like you bad,
Then make you plead pussy deep scared,
Eyes speak regret,
Picture that befo you try'ta react,
Cuz consequences putchu in a bodybag, NI66A,
Trust issues leave ya crew in a gap, G'ga,
A talk shit NI99A,
This the truth, 
So don't be mad,
I've studied the youth,
and question where we at,
Rhyme after rhymes,
With meaningful signs,
But still fall through the trap,
Starts to reminisce back in regret,
Sit back, G'ga relax,
Sit back, Ma'fucker relax,

[Outro]
Ey, Befo the MONEY gave us SMILES,
It was LOVE that got us all aroun',
i guess Cash Rules Everything Around We,
and thas on me,
thas on me,
No, THAS ON WE.

TQ FOR LISTENING TO THIS TRACK. PLEASE LIKE/COMMENT/REPOST or whatever if you think its dope! 
Beat is owned by FloFilz. #50490 #PCE #4E #BD

rAp thrU

Don Dro wit tha MetAfO

Selamat hari raya, tho this does not have anything to do with it. Please like and share if ya think its dope, if ya dont, do so anyway BEEJ. Thanks! Covered No. 99 by Joey BadMon

Sum sum fo tha reals na meannnn

(Lyrics)

[Intro]
Take it slow on this one, huh,
Don,
Yo, yo,

[Verse]
Picture perfect for the moment,
Thas ya prospect,
But whats the content,
Shit,
You ain't got none, fam,
We deliverin' messages,
We the prophets,
Expressing better conscience,
Befo the questions,
You ought to solve ya problem,
Sand dissolvin',
G'gas knew i was coming,
This ain't a phaze,
It's ma profession,
What's to do buts be runnin,
I'm 10 steps ahead,
Aerial view from space,
Ma steps are ya moves, 
Lets face,
You just a base,
I'm that X,
Irrelevant?
Just too damn complexed,
Skills Still Appeal,
Be an offence,
Low key above them,
Truth will conceal the false profession,
(it will, it will ma'fucker)
Yo,
Force adapting for an ambition,
The "flowing wit trend",
Will be ruined,
This aint an industry,
It's a religion,
It ain't just blabbing,
It's poetry and rhythm,
You followed the light,
the light came seeking ma presence,
Corrupted by unwanted attention,
You call love for this?
You a peasant,
Ya'll too small for the ma'fuckin revolution,
Thoughts too short,
We saw the target from marksmen spot,
Ya sights in the frontline a delusion,
So we get the message proven,
It's never you,
It's just that we never be loosin,
Nominee, A choice, Awarded,
I should be they final decision,
Potion to the poison,
Solution to the wrong direction,
I suggest you pass me the crown,
Kneel back down,
I'm the reason,
You just a student and soon the
Don will claim back his position,
Accomplish ma mission 
Anyhow,
Even the path of Satan,
Would bomb this whole nation,
Casualties ain't a thinking,
No PHD,
I got no patience,
Are you hearing me,
I'm bout to press the button, 
niGha,
I'm bout to press the button,
Cause a nuclear war without discussion,
Ow,
You thought i walk around,
Walk a mile,
Opposite ma vision,
Please,
I deep thru,
Broken bones,
I gained swell,
Got no replacement,
They know i got the lion's growl,
I'm surreptitious and it kills ma kin,
Ain't a way you see the plan,
Meet again a different stance,
(like greek to roman olympians // forgot to end wit this dammit.)
C'mon, C'mon, C'mon,
Now you don't wanna be ma opponent

[Outro]
Fuck a hook,
BEEJ
(ma g'ga Bolt gettin tha gold, na meaaannnn)

BEEJ - lil dOn

#50490 #HipHop don’t stop. 22. #Malaysia #KualaLumpur

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