First cover, Tupac's Hail Mary.

Lyrics:
[Intro: 2Pac]
Makaveli in this, Killuminati all through your body
That blows like a 12-gauge shotty, feel me
And God said he should send his one begotten son
To lead the wild into the ways of the man
Follow me!
Eat my flesh, flesh of my flesh

[Hook: 2Pac]
Come with me
Hail Mary nigga, run quick see
What do we have here now
Do you wanna ride or die
La-lalala-la-la-la-la

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
I ain't a killer, but don't push me
Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to getting pussy
Picture paragraphs unloaded, wise words being quoted
Peeped the weakness in the rap game and sewed it
Bow down, pray to God, hoping that he's listening
Seeing niggas coming for me, through my diamonds, when they glistening
Now pay attention: bless me please Father, I'm a ghost
In these killing fields, Hail Mary, catch me if I go
Let's go deep inside the solitary mind of a madman
Screams, in the dark, evil lurks
Enemies, see me flee
Activate my hate, let it break to the flame
Set trip, empty out my clip; never stop to aim
Some say the game is all corrupt and fucked in this shit
Stuck, niggas is lucky if we bust out this shit, plus
Mama told me never stop until I bust a nut
Fuck the world if they can't adjust, it's just as well, Hail Mary

[Hook: 2Pac]
Come with me
Hail Mary nigga, run quick see
What do we have here now
Do you wanna ride or die
La-lalala-la-la-la-la
Come with me
Hail Mary nigga, run quick see
What do we have here now
Do you wanna ride or die
La-lalala-la-la-la-la

[Verse 2: 2Pac]
Penitentiaries is packed with promise-makers
Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas is wasting
Institutionalized, I live my life a product made to crumble
But too hardened for a smile, we're too crazy to be humble: we ballin''
Catch me father please, cause I'm fallin' in the liquor store
Pass the Hennessy I hear ya callin', can I get some more?
Hell, 'til I reach Hell, I ain't scared
Mama checking in my bedroom, I ain't there
I got a head with no screws in it, what can I do?
One life to live but I got nothing to lose
Just me and you on a one way trip to prison
Selling drugs, we all wrapped up in this living life as thugs
To my homeboys in Clinton Max doing their bid
Raise hell to this real shit and feel this
When they turn out the lights, I'll be there in the dark
Thuggin' eternal through my heart
Now hail Mary nigga

[Hook: 2Pac]
Come with me
Hail Mary nigga, run quick see
What do we have here now
Do you wanna ride or die
La-lalala-la-la-la-la
Come with me
Hail Mary nigga, run quick see
What do we have here now
Do you wanna ride or die
La-lalala-la-la-la-la

Tupac - Hail Mary (Nate Guevara Cover)

Demo of my first track.

Lyrics:
Verse 1.
Yo we can come together and stop the hatred they spew,
Towering toppling tremendously toting trembling tunes,
And if that wasn't enough for you to handle it’s true,
That we rollin’ into town with only condoms and lube,
So for all of the ladies that wanna injure this ninja, 
Get off your little pick up and come ’n’ bounce like you’re tigger,  
Cause I got that money honey running funny all over that figure,
It ain’t no silly finish strictly business, replacing that trigga,
Imma run up and snatch another fresha for dinner, 
But be careful before a heavy handful of blood becomes thinner,
So so surely somewhat slowly slaying sentences slither,
All over the page and into the brain with my deadly de-liver,
Fictitious phonies, flicking fire from false flames,
Forever firmaments fifing’ furious for fuck sake,
And I’m playing the game to see what hell I can raise,
Leaving the Grey it ain’t no bullshit when I make a mistake,
Cause I ain’t no fake finna flake from the gauntlet today,
Spitting rays of light ripping’ all the flesh from your face,
My divinity be splitting bloody hearts on my plate,
While your soul’s in the oven at 480 degrees. 

Verse 2.
See Imma lyricist, slithering cynical synergist,
Severing sickliest socialists, strictest sneakiest strategist,
Slaying the savable,slapping’ the snarkiest scientists,
Slime infested soul sucking, sullied suffering soloist,
So Imma deliver this to be your scriptural specialist,
The one to recenter the images and envelope the negatives,
Bringing' the aces from under my sleeves and emblazon the emphasis, 
Rudimentary edginess as I’m inspired up from the list,
Of legends who’ve taken the time to tactically take a hit,
Rollin’ the punches through space and time, universally reaching it,
An ancient crypt, full of hatred and racism, 
You’re playing ball with the Alpha Wolf so you might as well fuckin’ quit,
Feeling’ lucky bitch?
Finna whip this strap from it’s holster quick,
Gonna empty my clips in your dick,
Calling’ you a fully-loaded prick,
It’s like I’m Clint,
In a western with a deadly wink,
Bout to empty the 45 with the strike of the sliding pin, 
And disappear into the wind on the back of my stallion,
Your the only ass who’s ass will have my spurs being dug right in,
So don’t be acting ‘King Pin’, joking, flashing’ a corny grin,
‘Less you wanna come face to face and get an ass full-a horse whippings.




  


P R O J E C T X [Demo]

My cover of Eminem's Business

Lyrics:
[Intro] (beeping)

[Dr. Dre] Marshall! Sounds like an SOS
[Eminem] Holy wack unlyrical lyrics Andre, you're fucking right!!
[Dr. Dre] To the Rapmobile - let's go!

(Marshall ... Marshall!)

[Eminem]
Bitches and gentlemen! It's SHOWTIME!
Hurry hurry, step right up!
Introducin the star of our show.. his name is
(Marshall!)
You wouldn't want to be anywhere else in the world right now
So without further ado, I bring to you
(Marshall!)

[Verse 1: Eminem]
You bout to witness, hip-hop in its most purest
Most rawest form, flow almost flawless
Most hardest, most honest known artist
Chip off the old block, but old Doc is back
Looks like Batman brought his own Robin
Oh God, Saddam's got his own Laden
With his own private plane, his own pilot
Set to blow college dorm rooms doors off the hinges
Oranges, peach, pears, plums, syringes
{*chainsaw sound*} VRINN VRINN Yeah, here I come
I'm inches, away from you, dear fear none
Hip-hop is in a state of 9-1-1 so

[Hook: Eminem]
Let's get down to business
I don't got no time to play around, what is this?
Must be a circus in town, let's shut the shit down
On these clowns; can I get a witness? (HELL YEAH!)

[Verse 2: Eminem]
Quick gotta move fast, gotta perform miracles
Gee wilikers Dre, "Holy bat syllables!"
Look at all the bullshit that goes on in Gotham when I'm gone
Time to get rid of these rap criminals
So skip to your lou while I do what I do best
You ain't even impressed no more; you're used to it
Flows too wet, nobody close to it
Nobody says it but still everybody knows the shit
The most hated on out of all those who say they get hated on
In eighty songs and exaggerate it all so much
They make it all up, there's no such thing
Like a female with good looks who cooks and cleans
It just means so much more to so much more
People when you're rappin and you know what for
The show must go on; so I'd like to welcome y'all
To Marshall and Andre's carnival
C'mon! Now..

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Eminem]
It's just like old times, the Dynamic Duo
Two old friends, why panic? You already know
Who's fully capable, the two caped heroes
Dial straight down the center, eight-zero-zero
You can even call collect, the most feared duet
Since me and Elton, played career Russian Roulette
And never even see me blink or get to bustin a sweat
People steppin over people just to rush to the set
Just to get to see an MC who breathes so freely
Ease over these beats and be so breezy
Jesus how can shit be so easy?
How can one Chandra be so Levy?
Turn on these beats, MC's don't see me
Believe me; BET and MTV
Are gonna grieve when we leave dog, fo' sheezy
Can't leave rap alone, the game needs me
'til we grow beards, get weird and disappear
Into the mountains - nothin but clowns down here
But we, ain't fuckin around round here
Yo Dre (whattup?) Can I get a "hell yeah"? (HELL YEAH!) Now

[Hook]

[Outro: Eminem]
So there you have it folks (Marshall!) has come to save the day
Back with his friend Andre, here to remind you that bullshit does not pay
Because (Marshall!) and Andre are here to stay
And never go away, until our dying day
Until we're old and grey (Marshall!)
So until next time friends, same blonde hair, same rap channel
Good night everyone, thank you for coming
Your host for the evening (Marshall!)
Oh! Heh


Eminem - Business (Nate Guevara Cover)

22 year old aspiring Hip-Hop artist and Singer/Songwriter.  


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