Murder Some Rednecks (Prod. MurkyWater Beats)

"All the Loot' beat produced by KLASSIC at BrainStorm Beat Files!

BrainStorm Beat Files Vol.5

ALL the Loot

"Chaos" Beat produced by KLASSIC at BrainStorm Beat Files

Chaos

Horizon (Travellers Edition)

"Majestic" Beat produced by @klassic_da_don at BrainStorm Beat Files

Majestic

"Lucid" Beat produced by @klassic_da_don at BeainStorm Beat Files

Lucid

just a small rap i wrote to this track for fun. audio may be a bit scuffed. i dont own the beat or intend to profit from it. beat is, we'll be there by Blazo

rough lyrics

yooo we can take it back to tha cold dayzz 
blurry lights hurricanes pain sway
 my life a rocky road 
bumping tha car keep me up all night
far from the spot known
 to receiving the vessels travelers  log ,but long due
 to trace the trails towards the sea
yew boats and pontoons
 the glimmering sky paints the fallen leaves
 a faint cloud whispers please survive... but i cant leave
 as all light of sound slowly but surely dies
 these fake towns erode, hear  echoes cry cascade the ear lobes
 it looms over tha soul exposing bones
 the withered man 
on your way home walk through fields of rye
gotta get back up dont fall down, please stand high
bottle held heart swell palms grip to try escape from the spell a long dip they fell
 man sometimes i feel lifes like hell and heaven was some sort of rebirth that failed

but we still somehow living throughout this perilous and deep unholy time
 but who really am i to tell a man how to survive
afterall his gods far more friendlier than mine 
see i pray to tha rap lords sacred shrine
 chased with painted laces broke shoes a broke home
 no where to go blistering cold 
a body empty husk torn from roots 
uplifted now prescribed with major prescription
 commited to get it, money main motivation
 why he always stay swifty but his brain stay stained with
the tribulation of a past mistaken
 so many memories it make a small heart heave heavy 
pummpin too much blood it overflows the dam when none's ready
broken lives have been shattered into a million pieces splattered into never-ending shards of pain
how can a soul replace enegery that was never contained? a sleepless night to end out all days
why was i not replaces with a simpler man with brighter ambitions and a role to do it better?
too much cheddar not enough time to get it all stacked fuck this im going back to a simpler day
one with out change chillin in the rays bliss im smokin fresh green hot lead pierce me through the skin
i shoulda known things couldnt really be this way, deserved what i got in the end thats whats some will say

i won't be there -- we'll be there -- Blazo -- layyzz rap edit

Voix de Martin Sheen extraite d'Apocalypse Now

Waiting For A Mission

UNRELEASED PANGAEA SINGLE
GLOBAL STREAMING SERVICES SOON

LYRICS:

“How could you ever be proud of yourself?”
“I’ve never been prouder.”

Rolling too deep, with a pack full of muds
I got cross-eyed faded, hit her back with a buzz
Thats a 2 time grammy, when I’m under-feeling love
In a Memphis sample, chop it up, it a cut

Cuttin' mob ties, god five, separate the blood
Red veins bleed blue, does that make me ‘merica?
Cause the white bleed blue, now my soul indigo, pack the-
Purple in da pipe, now we smokin’ da indica

40oz, Johnny Dang, rolling with da contraband
Gucci umbrella, for when her tears getting out her face
Human race, the only race, where you can get a fucking stake
And stab my heart, hope insurance can cover the blood stains

Depths of this pit, just making me laugh
Got 40 psycho exes covering ‘merican maps
I’ma love when they discover the merit of facts
Memories linger like you a ghost in the past

Only one time for the dead to be dead 
I'll be damned if my blood bleed red 
Skin my corpse, no ev' for the feds 
Skin my corpse, no ev' for the feds
(2x)

-

Her teeth got diamonds, mine's got chips
'fore they past that rolling blitz 
I'ma need my holy bitch
This might be my only stitch
Eyes cut wide, I see no depth 
40 acres, still no steps 
Lucifer, I need my rep
On my walls, the blood stain red-

-

As hollow as tree’s do, might see what the keef do
I’m labeled as crazy, point fingers at you too
I ain’t concerned at the plot at what she do-
Tears full of cheating, does she know that we knew?

I might go wax on the pen, off Miyagi
I am too high to accept your apology
Eyes getting glassy, I know you ain’t sorry
Dead-beat bitch, I ain’t pray to a phoney-

Only one time for the dead to be dead 
I'll be damned if my blood bleed red 
Skin my corpse, no ev for the feds 
Skin my corpse, no ev for the feds
(2x)

Graveyard shift workin' 9 to a 5
I don't need percocet's, cause the weed do fine 
Perci' to perci-seconds, I feel a major high 
I've been running too long, now my spirit don't fly

I see no future, casino my mutual 
Fearing the cure and I, drink at my funeral 
Holes in they head while they eatin' their cereal 
The cross upside down, cause the feeling is mutual

-

Her teeth got diamonds, mine's got chips
'fore they past that rolling blitz 
I'ma need my holy bitch
This might be my only stitch
Eyes cut wide, I see no depth 
40 acres, still no steps 
Lucifer, I need my rep
On my walls, the blood stain red...

-

Only one time for the dead to be dead 
I'll be damned if my blood bleed red 
Skin my corpse, no ev for the feds 
Skin my corpse, no ev for the feds
(2x)

ONLY ONE TIME

🅂🄿🄾🅃🄸🄵🅈

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐀

iwannaknow

2:58 AM (Club Mix)

small town rap for the quiet mind. i do this for fun.
yt--------- https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCvtX5fyY1VFMxPPYDSnvHkA/videos

i won't be there -- we'll be there -- Blazo -- layyzz rap edit

layyzz

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