#Hiphop #Rap #Vibe

Verse: 1
Humans die and levitate, they transported to heavens gate
Kind words at the funeral, man that shit is fake 
Vibration on high
Humans living to die
Trying to turn a dollar into a bird, but that shit won't fly
Human beings choose and abuse
the same ones that they love the most 
Disappear like Doughboy, I'm a translucent ghost
Steer clear from the humans
They gone try to steal yo light
Soul snatching egotistical, like a bird in flight
poking humans through the kitchen sink
Head butt you like a Billy goat, I'm triceratops
Fold ya body up in a box, that's a paradox
Hang you by yo dread locks on the back porch, then turn out the lights 
Smoking on ya body like I'm smoking hookah
Double step back, cross, hezi nigga like I'm Luka,
I don't play for the Lakers but I am a shooter
I prefer the Darringer over the Ruger

HooK:
Please don't underestimate my mind
Walk up in the party with a hammer and some wine 
Keep a microphone in my pocket just to rhyme
Call the fire department in this bitch when I catch Wreck
Diabolical Devastation is what ya facing
Make you relocate ya hoes, gentrification
Hammer cock reload explode for decimation
Walking over burnt bodies when I catch wreck

Verse: 2
I thought about the visuals I've never seen
...I'm turning my reality into a dream
...My mama told me thank God that you never lost it
She don't understand the brain damage was catastrophic
...I used clap humans for no reason
Spraying up the church, cause they said I was a heathen
They didn't understand that my daddy was a demon
Everyday after school a nigga took a beating
...Didn't give a mad fuck, I was well aware
Black sheep, hung around the racists and the rapist
...I had to deviate cause they was catching cases
Started hanging with the angels with familiar faces
...Kept a razor in my pocket for a facelift
Patron in the glove compartment, we gone chase it
I could feel my heart beat, within every bass kick
... keep the German Shepherd in the basement, he gone rape shit

HooK:
Please don't underestimate my mind
Walk up in the party with a hammer and some wine 
Keep a microphone in my pocket just to rhyme
Call the fire department in this bitch when I catch Wreck
Diabolical Devastation is what ya facing
Make you relocate ya hoes, gentrification
Hammer cock reload explode for decimation
Walking over burnt bodies when I catch wreck

Verse:3
I forgive every animal that ever did me wrong 
Keep a eye on them souls, the machine is chrome
...Clap em' while they sleep, ain't no dial tone
Take the safe, leave the wraith, collect the provolone
Cruise control down the highway, and I'm hella timid
Give a damn about the cameras, cause the car was rented
...Ambidextrous on the microphone
Keep a flash drive, in my brain, cell phone
...Granny ate the glizzy but she had no dentures
...she started getting freaky, IG business ventures
...She fell in love with a dentist playing tennis
...He tried to cook a meal but he couldn't finish
She had him her web, caught him with her rapture
Now he in the terror dome with pterodactyls
...Screams get ta screeching, when the tires peel
At a high rate, deflect the hate with my shield

HooK:
Please don't underestimate my mind
Walk up in the party with a hammer and some wine 
Keep a microphone in my pocket just to rhyme
Call the fire department in this bitch when I catch Wreck
Diabolical Devastation is what ya facing
Make you relocate ya hoes, gentrification
Hammer cock reload explode for decimation
Walking over burnt bodies when I catch wreck








Wreck

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My own original lo-fi track. Inspired by past events, this song was made as a thoughtful piece. Unlike me, you have something important in you. So don't give up!

Nova Jim - Not Much Left to Save [Lo-Fi Original]

Lyrics:

Intro]
(PMO Music)
Yeah, yeah, uh (woah)
Haha, you know what it is (uh-huh)
Lil’ wave, lil’ ice, lil’ joke (yeah, yeah)
I’m not flexin’, I’m educating—economics, baby (hah)
Let's go!

[Chorus]
Oh, oh, my bros stay on go, oh (skrrt)
I just pulled up in that glow, oh (shine)
Yeah, my neck like a snow globe, oh (bling)
She said “boy you changed” — I said “I know, oh” (haha)
Hop off the jet then I pose, oh (woah)
Used to be small, now I grow, oh (yeah, yeah)
My team too tight, we don’t fold, oh
All of my nigas stay bold, oh (brrah)

[Verse 1]
I get the bag, no delay (nah)
She call me “bae,” I say “okay” (yeah)
Drip look like it need a valet (drip, drip)
I walk in — DJ press replay (woo)
Mixin’ my soda with something expensive (huh)
Wrist talk back like it’s too defensive (shh)
Lil’ Mosey type chill with a smile so offensive (ayy)
Money too loud, now the room all extensive (pow)
She like my jokes, say I’m “playa-n-smart” (haha)
She wanna cuff but I’m breakin’ hearts (nah)
Walk in the mall, turn it to an art (drip)
Told her “I’m broke,” but that’s just the start (cap)

[Pre-Chorus]
(Yeah, yeah) They don’t get me (nah)
(What?) Too wavy, jet-ski (splash)
(Yeah!) My fit cost ten G’s (woo)
But I’m still eatin’ Wendy’s (haha, yeah)

[Chorus]
Oh, oh, my bros stay on go, oh (skrrt)
I just pulled up in that glow, oh (shine)
Yeah, my neck like a snow globe, oh (bling)
She said “boy you changed” — I said “I know, oh” (haha)
Hop off the jet then I pose, oh (woah)
Used to be small, now I grow, oh (yeah, yeah)
My team too tight, we don’t fold, oh
All of my nigas stay bold, oh (brrah)

[Verse 2]
(Yeah) Smile on my face but my bank look serious (uh)
Shawty want me ‘cause my vibe mysterious (huh)
They be askin’ “bro how you so curious?” (how?)
Told ‘em “Google me, it’s luxurious” (search me)
Steppin’ out clean like detergent (fresh)
My wave so deep, need a permit (dive)
Call me lil’ Tecca with a sermon (facts)
Money got layers like a turban (woah)
You flex for likes, I flex for rent (uh-huh)
Whole fit cost what your check meant (uh)
She say “damn you arrogant” (yeah)
I say “nah girl, I’m confident” (let’s go)

[Bridge]
(Haha) I’m laughin’ to the bank, it’s a sitcom (sitcom)
They talk numbers, but I just get some (get some)
All these zeros feel like kingdom come (come)
Pop champagne — oops, that’s a hiccup (hiccup, woah)

[Chorus]
Oh, oh, my bros stay on go, oh (skrrt)
I just pulled up in that glow, oh (shine)
Yeah, my neck like a snow globe, oh (bling)
She said “boy you changed” — I said “I know, oh” (haha)
Hop off the jet then I pose, oh (pose)
Used to be small, now I grow, oh (yeah, yeah)
My team too tight, we don’t fold, oh
All of my nigas stay bold, oh (pow)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
Yeah, we laughin’ all the way up (haha)
No stress, just checks, baby (woo)
Lil’ wave, lil’ flex, lil’ joke (yeah)
You know how we go — oh, oh (oh)

ON GO [Prod. PMO Music]

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Lyrics:

[Intro]
(Yeah) (PMO Music)
Ey, ey, ey (Let's go)
(Whoa) (Yeah, yeah)
Big vibes only, no stress, we up (woo)
Balmain on me, I just doubled the cup (sip)
She wanna slide, but the stars in the truck (skrrt)
We don’t do fake, only real ones with us (yeah)

[Verse 1]
Clap, clap, she gonna clap it when I rap (clap)
Cartier frames while I’m countin’ this stack (stack)
Givenchy the fit, I ain’t never gon’ lack (nah)
Hop out the Ghost, see the stars in the back (woah)
She wanna vibe, said she love how I move (move)
Chanel on her bag, and her attitude rude (rude)
Balenci' the kicks, they matchin’ the mood (mood)
We don’t do basic, we break every rule (yeah)
Louis the scent when I walk through the room (woo)
Shorty a flower that bloomed in the gloom (bloom)
Came with her friend, now they both wanna zoom (zoom)
Jet to Ibiza, we leavin’ by noon (skrrt)

[Pre-Chorus]
All of this ice on me cold (brrr)
Shorty gon’ dance on the pole (woah)
Money keep fallin’, it fold (fold)
I never settle, I go (yeah)
Hop in that Bentley, recline (skrrt)
I told her, “You fine, you mine” (mine)
She sippin’ that Ace with lime (lime)
We livin’ that life so prime (let’s go)

[Chorus]
Shorty too fine, I might need me another one (another one)
Poppin’ that Rose’, we don’t care, we just havin’ fun (yeah)
Hop out in Prada, I’m shinin’ like under sun (bling)
Flexin’ in Fendi, they know I’m the chosen one (woah)
Drip like a ocean, I flood it up, flood it up (flooded up)
Stackin’ these racks, then I double up, double up (double up)
Shorty get loose when the bottle up, bottle up (yeah)
Hop in the Urus and I speed it up, speed it up (skrrt)

[Verse 2]
Saint Laurent linen, I’m light on the breeze (breeze)
Shorty wear Hermès, she move how she please (please)
Versace the frame, make it hard just to tease (yeah)
She whisper my name while I’m countin’ them Gs (woah)
Pull out that Amiri, it stick to the thigh (thigh)
Racks in my hand, I don’t even know why (nah)
Ferragamo scent, got her look in my eye (look)
She said she feel love, I said, “Girl, it’s the vibe” (vibe)
We in the skybox, toastin’ to life (cheers)
Poppin’ that Veuve, ain’t no stress, no strife (nah)
Celine on her waist, Dior on the side (side)
We just too lit, can’t tone down the high (woo)

[Pre-Chorus]
I just need checks, checks (checks)
She in the Lex’, Lex’ (Lex’)
We in the jets, jets (jets)
She love the flex, flex (flex)
Cuban chain swingin’ on froze (froze)
LV bag matchin’ her toes (toes)
Don’t gotta talk, they know (know)
Everywhere we go — it glows (let’s go)

[Chorus]
Shorty too fine, I might need me another one (another one)
Poppin’ that Rose’, we don’t care, we just havin’ fun (yeah)
Hop out in Prada, I’m shinin’ like under sun (bling)
Flexin’ in Fendi, they know I’m the chosen one (woah)
Drip like a ocean, I flood it up, flood it up (flooded up)
Stackin’ these racks, then I double up, double up (double up)
Shorty get loose when the bottle up, bottle up (yeah)
Hop in the Urus and I speed it up, speed it up (skrrt)



Nova Jim - Not Much Left to Save [Lo-Fi Original]

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