When do you post lightning thief to SoundCloud ?

love this flow over a classic Nujabes track good stuff dawg

This dude is so goated 😭😭 MF DOOM reincarnation AND Nujabes fan 🎃

YOOO I WAS YO 4TH LIKE ON THE LIGHTING THIEF! found you before tiktok 🔥 keep up the good work

damn clean ass chill flow, love this 😀 👌

misc AND nujabes bro I found my people 🙏🙏

Song by September off their album Zadnja Avantura

September - Ostavi Trag (Sped Up)

MF DOOM - Rhymes Like Dimes (Sped up)

MAGIC MARKER PENCIL FLOW DELUXE (prod. informal education)

NO COMPETITION

Son of The Morning

(Prod.justxrolo)

Lyrics:

Send that boy to heaven’s gate

Yuh Yuh Ay

I send that
send that
send that
send that boy to heaven’s gate
got the beat bumpin so hard it’ll make the heavens shake
calling me pest control cuz they know I exterminate
high fashion, aint no returning rate
B on b, beat on beat violence, check the murder rate
Winning all these people and the college, guess there's no debate

Yuh yuh ay

got no more time to waste 
all these people on the coast, they got me hyphy
I’m just tryna fit the timing
watch me send that
Send that
Send that
send that boy to heaven’s gate
got the beat bumpin so hard it’ll make the heavens shake
calling me pest control cuz they know I exterminate
high fashion, aint no returning rate
B on b, beat on beat violence, check the murder rate
Winning all these people and the college, guess there's no debate

got no more time to waste 
all these people on the coast, they got me hyphy
I’m just tryna fit the timing
watch me send that boy to heaven's gate

I'm impractical, far from actual
Success, achieve the maximal
Putting all these 10s above my 1s, say i’m irrational
Every rapper leeching off my skin, so I just blastemal

Physically detachable like a horizontal-diagonal
An Invaluable visual whose existence can’t be natural
Collecting the capital with a career that can’t be taxable
I'm a tactful lyricist with a flow that's so adaptable

Funny how they call me truth; i’m hooked on phonics,
With a compulsive need to rhyme that borders on the neurotic

Know i’m known for spitting flames, like a draconic
With the thunder supersonic, success gon be astronomic

See my delivery can be weird, i’m like a comic
My vocabulary is dope like narcotics, that found ebonics 
I don’t do it for point to sound hypnotic
But I promise you on everything I love i’ll be iconic 

That's on gang

heaven’s gate
got the beat bumpin so hard it’ll make the heavens shake
calling me pest control cuz they know I exterminate
high fashion, aint no returning rate
B on b, beat on beat violence, check the murder rate
Winning all these people and the college, guess there's no debate

Yuh yuh ay

got no more time to waste 
all these people on the coast, they got me hyphy
I’m just tryna fit the timing
watch me send that
Send that
Send that
send that boy to heaven’s gate
got the beat bumpin so hard it’ll make the heavens shake
calling me pest control cuz they know I exterminate
high fashion, aint no returning rate
B on b, beat on beat violence, check the murder rate
Winning all these people and the college, guess there's no debate

got no more time to waste 
all these people on the coast, they got me hyphy
I’m just tryna fit the timing
watch me send that boy to heaven's gate

Misc - Heavens Gate [OUT ON ALL PLATS]

Misc - VIA MEDIA

Misc - Automata

Misc - Automata (Luv sic remix)

KELLEN DE VOS - GRAND SLAM

S-s-season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
   Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
   With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run; uh
To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,
   And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
      To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
   With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, yeah
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
      For summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells.
      For summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells.

Listen, Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
   Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find
Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
   Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;
Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, shhh
   Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook
      Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers:
And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep
   Steady thy laden head across a brook;
   Or by a cyder-press, with patient look,
      Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.
hours by hours.
hours by hours.

Where are the songs of spring? Ay, Where are they?
   Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,—
While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,
   And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;
Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn
   Among the river sallows, borne aloft
      Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;
   Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
   The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft;
      And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
      And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
      And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
      And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

John Keats's poem "Ode to Autumn

Misc - Automata (Luv sic remix)

Misc ☦(@Only_Misc)

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