Sky too High par ShankFunk. (Japon)
Ending de Air Gear.

ShankFunk - Sky too High [Ending Air Gear]

A CHARLIE BROWN HIP HOP THANKSGIVING (Charlie Blues) - Jackson Beatz

Oh My Lord Its A Party

Why Aren't You In Uniform (Spongebob Remix) - Jackson Beatz

thank God that we all live another day 

i wanted to make it up to you

thank you for everything

1. glad prod perc40
2. crodie prod biias heyjojo
3. hurt me now prod me 
4. i pray everyday prod me
5. neimans prod me kadsmadegood

love you all thank you this the best birthday i ever have had

s/o pinkblxxd blss ej elijauh rue relimanee alphie giib samcbk kryyypt fibrr leafuh my wonderful girlfriend jae yurkiez seane konketsu mamoneyon angel anarchy sev eboof edyn brandon ve1ns yante severe icy ghettoflour jitrunner

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OH THIS LIFE

MÖVE ON U!

Naruto- Gekitō Ninja Taisen! 4 - Mori (Theme Of Hidden Leaf Forest & Forest Of Death)

thx to ss4shenlong

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=180Ba-AM5zE&index=20&list=PLQf90UTykrqgNMHNY34BUituxar-84jyU

Shenlong's Theme -  Bloody Roar 2 OST

Undertale Trap Remix "Shop" (Prod.Shawn So Trill)

Lyrics

Step up to the dungeon
Tell me what you see, na you ain't see'in nothing.
Niggas wanna rush in, no time for discussionsection till they hit that trip wire and they leg start gushin.
Ain't that something, no time for the beef
I'm the chief
Have my chef keep an eye on the meat.
While I take a seat, pull a sheet start writin to the beat so my fans keep my rhymes on repeat.
Keep your eyes on me. Yea I'm somethin special. killed you on yo own track!? 
Yea cause I meant to. 
I don't need a gun to kill a Nigga at all,
Call ya boi John Wick how I kill'em wit the pencil.
Ya need a senzu, bean for da team, cause it seems that ya dreams kinda runnin outta steam.
Aint Try'na be mean, shit I'm try'na be me,
But they try'na beat me, cant make it easy
Ahhh, shit, Ahh please!
Nigga step up to plate.
Eat a Nigga now, I aint even try'na wait
I'ma treat you wack ass rappers like cake,
And I'm fat ass bastard who, forgot he even ate.
What'cha niggas make,  what'cha niggas got?
Call me Deebo how I'm riddin on they block.
Pullin out the glock, hit yo Momma and yo pops. Shoot him right up out his socks. When I aim for the top.

Homie I'm a savage, go ahead and ask how I managed, to not end up being average.
Cause I aint never had it, so before a young Nigga perish, I'm out here living lavish.
Catch me out in Paris, yea we put in work from the dirt, now we up and we counting up the cabbage. 
Stuntin is a habit, ya ain't gonna stop my moves.
Hit the back roads nigga fuck traffic.
This had to happen! Wyt I had to murder this beat, take a seat bro I came with the casket.
Oh you want it's ashes, just need some heat
Take a seat, it's on me, let me see, where's the matches.
Ok, You can not compare, you can not compare, tell me why ur here? 
Aye bro! Fuck yo accent. (Huh)
I don't even care
I don't like your hair
These ain't even fair, all the good ones are absent.
This shit distracting, I need to focus, 
What I do is magic, bitch hokes pokes.
My flow the coldest, when rodents end up in my Lane I just hit like I aint even notice
So please don't approach us. Ya try'na take what we got for ur own selfish gain, ya some poachers.
But I run wit soilders, who don't keep them hammers in holsters and keep an eye over there shoulders, it's over.

Oh My Lord Its A Party

Cray-Z

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