Noah - The - Prophet Hold - On - Shut - Up - Remix

Im all the way up because I aint slept yet
Trippin like a hippie, and tweakin out like a meth head
Half joking or serious as a death threat
Expressing my less than healthy obsession with excess
And everyone of us just wanna be the next best
Blessings are hard to access when your stressing the rent check
Bench pressing sentences in sets of ten reps
Evidently excellent enemies get your head checked
I'm on some other shit, Ill die for my brothers bitch
And Im on a mission to grip a ticket aboard the mothership
Most of you punks is frontin, some of us had enough of it
Get a shovel, dig you a tunnel, jump in, Ill cover it
This life is a test and I dont plan on flunkin it
Chuckin' the rubbish in the fuck it bucket because of it
Only trusting the voices up in my nugget, the hunger thats in my stomach, and the buzz that im gettin from it
So buckle up cause im fuckin drunk, dumpin the clutch
They thought they was poppin till i snuck em and their bubble bust
Im never the one to come with the subtle stuff
Blunted and flying, come try to find me cause Im all the way up
Verse 2
My version of a personal sermon
Im referring to recurring occurrences and im learning
That worry is only hurting me, murdering, and interring me
Hurling me into the burning earth and deserting me
Never perfect, im certain what im deserving, lurking through the circuitry but i aint searchin for currency
MOney is an obsurdity, worshiping self absorbency 
Conform or be reported as an abnormal deformity
Storming them like its normandy
I aint even knockin, im kickin that bitch in forcibly 
I was born to see more than this boring normalcy
This dormancy portion has been aborted aint no more for me
Pissin out the impurity i aint with the majority, i gorge on obscurity
Metaphorically, half of you rappers guilty of forgery
They watchin the game while they sit and root for the scoring team
Performing this verbal surgery, purposely unnerving me earns you burns of the third degree
Who the fuck am i kidding, you never heard of me
But rap is in need of a purge, Im leading the insurgency
Im way too sick for the infirmary, vision blurry, aint trippin if it dont concern me
My pages will still be turning, till my flame burns out when I serve my purpose
Ending my search for earthly perfection going ALL THE WAY UP

All the way up Remix (poop quality)

Im anything but civil
Im delivering missles thats crippling if it hits you
I promise that its not an issue
Dont go out on a whim and get silly, end up in conditions thats critical
OMG they so pitiful, I could be a miracle
Prayin to god without a church or synagogue
Them demons, Im diminishing im killin em
Let em know i really aint feelin em
And my collective intelligence is tellin me they aint real enough
Ay, this eagles out of his cage
You aint upstaging me when im on a rampage
And i think I need a raise in my pay wage
We reading the same book, but you aint on the same page
Shit, I been faded since the 8th grade
Education of medication is not my detination
Please i wasnt that elevation through meditation
So wheres my revelation?
I been patiently waiting, and i aint hatin', Im just sayin
No wonder I praise sedation
I wish I could grab satan by his fuckin face and then shake him
Amazing thing the brain is
I set my own pace, lace up my kicks and then beat the racists
And soon Ill be on everybodys playlist
When really im the last motherfucker that should be famous
Because im crazily brainless, annihilate the haters with a brigade of angels
And they tell me im a face for the nameless
To anybody who feel that struggle and know what pain is
Maybe because i done been through the same shit
And haters should pay attention, and stay up out my lane bitch
Enough fight in me to frighten the titans
Shit, Im like tyson on the mic, and im always high when im writing
Im like zeus in the sky, with a bolt of lightning when my rhymes are striking
And dont be biting, thats the type of shit i dont be liking
And Im like, the equivalent of a filiment
I could be implemented to bring some light to you silly kids
But y'all just be laughin when someone tell you what it really is
Wait till life begins to fuck you. we'll see how youre feeling then
And even at my worst, my verse is still a ten
Spittin enough genuine venom that I could kill a man
They say Im dope, Maybe its the way I kill a gram (kilogram)
I kill it fam, I do this for hours, I aint no minute man
Like fuck a prophet, Im more like an ambassador
Flying through time and space with my fully charged capacitor
Gluttonous for substances, buzzin off coke and smack
and thinkin ima act like a jackass, then ask  "Am I gonna get a pat on the back, or nah?"
They all sayin stop it, cause they gon' laugh at you
Half of these bastards wouldnt know talent if it smacked em'
This track is getting ravaged, actually someone call a casket
Slashing like Hugh Jackman, I aint no x-man tho bitch Im Batman
Doing backflips over the average rapper, ask em' Im savage
I only practice because I aint living up to my standards
So dont make me go Thor and then drop the hammer
These bars Im penning could lock you down, I call that the slammer
BUt wheres my manners, My name is Noah
And im bout to blow up like a supernova, straight explode on these hoes and it over
They say its lonely at the top, well thats where im goin
I just gotta stay in my boat and keep flowing
In the meantime, keep making these mean rhymes
And time is money, so i really got no free time
Gotta do your stint in dark before you see shine
And keep it moving, aint no option to rewind

Bars (prod. byDementehcp)

Cant believe you let me get the best of you punk
And if you really wanna know, I called you out cause you suck
You aint hiphop dawg get out of eminems butt
Rap God? Nah, you a rap god awful cunt
I mean what up buddy? I called your dumbass out in public
Cause I could tell that you was frontin when you said nobody want it
Your rhymes wack, voice does them no justice
You sound like Yelawolf met bugs bunny and fucked him
Fuck duckin, you basically playin limbo
Scared to battle Noah so you go at jimmy Benzo
You know my flow alone will murk you and your friends tho
This the deadzone Burt, Welcome to my hellhole
You really think you gonna school me?
What a bunch of fuey, you big dumb baby huey
I been waitin to off this bitch like my name is stewie
When it comes to me or hopsin, fuck a fan he a groupie
Boy, dont you know Im loopy?
In a battle of wits, I will always make you look stupid
You say if someone says your name, they goin under tulips
I say you dont do shit, so maybe you should zip your two lips
Im a problem, and you aint even a nuisance
What you gonna end my career with some bars you bit?
The creatine and the weed has just got you too ripped
Come on Burt, swallow your pride like you do with dudes dick
Then always cryin' bout some new chick
The career ending devil of rap is just a huge bitch
You really said that the culture would end if you quit
You just a vulture, go somewhere else with all your bullshit
This the survival of the fittest
You got me with the fitness, but I kill you with the lyrics
You already know and thats why you werent about the business
For future reference, you should just pay me to write your disses
Gimme a night, and Ill pipe your Mrs.
She say you do them roids, and that you dont know where your dick is
Showin' her my gift with the rapping like it was christmas
Checkin you off of my hit, but dawg you on the shit list
This what you get for sneak dissin',
My heat vision is easily eating away your weak writtens
Geez, is it even feasible for you to keep spittin?
I'ma drop two songs, and I'ma keep bitchin
You insane if you thinkin we in the same lane
You aint puttin out a flame line if you was made of rain
Me and james put more dope up in our veins
You should stick to lifting, thats the only way you gettin gains
I got a game to get you drunk, its the greatest
Take a shot everytime Burt says hater
One song, whole squad heavily sedated
If he really married to rap, well then I'ma rape her
Oh, he so mad he cant take it
Probably on his way to florida, I'ma get my face hit
Runnin in his crib, and I'ma jack his mommas bracelet
Later, I'm cuttin' the copper pipes up out the basement
Hey quick, You know what rhymes with Lil Burt?
I'm beatin' on this pussy so bad, he will squirt
If you was all washed up, I'd think you're still dirt
Raging these pages, and I aint even pop a pill first
It's like watchin Buzz Lightyear kill Zurg
Tried to be cool with you, but you got up in your feels first
He dissed me then deleted it, Are you for real Burt?
Drop a track, gimme another reason to kill Burt
I'm sure you already got me an ill verse
Only ones who feel Burt is Ernie and Big Bird
You in the dirt and I aint even have to dig first
Chill Burt, you runnin' too hot, You gonna make a seal burst

Survival Of The Fittest Remix (Lil Burt Diss)

Everybody wanna be the one holding the cup, but they aint fuckin' with the runner up
Touching on somethin you dont know nothing of
Saying that they fake will label you as a hater, the games fucked up
So really, Whats up? Bum rush, leave a dumbfuck dumbstruck
Put the blunt down, get yourself unstuck
You been stepped on buddy, I'm uncut
How is it funny that these dummys have run amuck wit the fuckery?
Luckily Im comin an crushing up this redundancy
Juggling the strugle to hustle, it isnt fun to me
Sucky that not being a junkie is what im coveting
Im the one thats been summoning all my suffering
Gluttony, loving my punishment like its comforting
Dont wanna be a druggy, cause substances arent enough for me
Fuck it, I dont wanna be buzzing, I got it thundering
Wait, why are they muttering?
The heat I speak 100 degrees, i got buddy shuddering
Look at him stumbling, sonny why is you stuttering?
Thinkin' I either got him shut down or buffering
And though im up in the clouds hovering, I know Im nothing but another underling
I am not above anybody, Im not judging,
But the ones gettin the love are the ones frontin' and its something 

HOOK: Suddenly everybody the plug
Blood is the first to give you the shrug
Everyone a thug
Everybody keepin it a buck
And aint nobody showin any love, Im puzzled (X2)

This generation is crazy aint it?
A bunch of snakey faded cradled babies
Sayin that bravery is changing into a lady
Wasted off of out self hate and attainments
Everybody is ok with the lames and the fakes and its makin me crazy
Its the same game daily, and they wonder why im stayin sedated and waiting for the day that im placed in my grave, Im making it hasty
My brain dont wanna sustain me
Manically depressive is a title they gave me
Stable as a table with a leg that is shakey
prayin to satan waitin for god to save me
Hate me for the way that i say it, it dont phase me
couldnt contain it if a motherfucker would pay me
Renegade on the level of JayZ and Shady
Im just gonna take it, I aint makin any payments
Entertain in the day, later I crusade bringing pain to the lame
Like Im raps Bruce wayne, replacing the pain with a hatred for snakes and these 2 faces flakes
Then away I skate, without a trace, leave a hater without a face
Get high and go to outer space, headed back to the bat cave, max out my mass grave, Noahs the wacks last page

HOOK (X4)

Wat?

Blackjack (Lil burt diss pt. 2

I been thinkin' I'm too far gone
They wanna see me bomb, but i just wanna make a few more songs
Dude you're wrong, and I dont wanna lose my calm
You a toothless shark and I'm bruising jaws.
Eat a dick, or choose to starve
Read a little bit and put some work into your bars
I been burning that purple, it got me lurkin' in the stars
On my way to the eternal inferno, I'll circle mars
Mad wit it, no ad-libbin' masterful craftsman, this shit aint even hard
And I don't really wanna have a battle of wits with a motherfucker that is unarmed..Oh
But the gun cocked, loaded with syllables poppin' nonstop
I'ma cock block any rapper thinking they the top shot
They knowing Noah got it locked, and that you gotta be loaded to try to knock knock
Fully automatic, fuck a revolver. These rappers somber 'cause they're vocabulary is that of a toddler
I'ma leave 'em in the cemetary, I'll bury 'em all
I'm severing they're heads, they would look very good up on the wall
So tell me, who you gonna call?
Fuck a summer 16, this a somersault.
Aint nobody safe, I said I'm coming for 'em all
Couple bags on me like I'm coming from the mall
Bunch of fags thinkin' that they got me by the balls
I'ma drag anybody who ready to fall
Lumberjack with the axe hacking through the wall
Do you really wanna brawl? 'Cause you're gonna get mauled
I'm like yeah thats me
Leave with two, come back with three
I laughed at death, he's mad at me
I'm past a peak, you cannot reach
These wack Mc's is blasphemy
Gladly, I'm ready to smash any-one who wanna be dumb and then try to rap to me. 
Lullaby's, other guys go fast asleep.

Right Quick

I do not own the rights to this song. Goddamn can't I have some fun.

pardon me (acoustic cover)

angry prideful formally gifted kid scrawny ass don't give half of a flying fuck good ol boom bap cracker jack ass slapping get the fuck away from the damn mic if you ain't got anything to match this barfest

Noah The Prophet is about to be unleashed on the world whether they are ready for him or not.

Noah The Prophet

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