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

Voix de Martin Sheen extraite d'Apocalypse Now

Waiting For A Mission

UNRELEASED PANGAEA SINGLE
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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)

the beat is not so bad (leans gone cold) 3 dope brothas - i just wrote to it and preformed it for fun.
 i dont own the beat and i dont intend to -profit from it.


rough lyrics


there's honey tonight
there's money inside of her eyes
there's honey tonight
there's money inside of her eyes
there's honey tonight
tonight we'll both die
well die for the money tonight
tonight tonight well die 
die for the honey inside
there's money inside of her eyes 
tonight well die
there's honey tonight
there's money inside of her eyes
there's honey tonight
tonight we'll both die

everything i did and everything i wanted has been destroyed the hallways now empty im haunted by the ghost of a past kiss so why should i even live but god ill still live this life anyway anyone try to get in between that they'll face these facts a hard path still trudge through this 
life with my rucksack, never get my motherfucking love back and i didnt even exist im pissed this clenched fist spread the crimson mist ima fuck this up
nothing anymore makes sense, ima take my time come back with better hit, its a better track man the vibe is hot, and i hear its not what you wanted, but tonight im not the same that i once was, this flame inside my heart set me free of obstructions, gotta find myself again theres nobody else to nail back the loose pin, grow some tough skin and man see where it takes ya, and nobody really ever seen a damn savior, know what goes on inside i hate ya, more than ever man i hate this self destructive path ive taken, but i need more shit ill never get enough of insults
i cant trust my own thoughts, take you for your word, ill live like a robot, because thats what you want you cant stand a question,
keep me guessing on which direction to forward attention, but fuck this risky business im living im fucking these women, they blame me for sinning, the demon has sent him, resenting the facts im a blemish, the earth surface scorches the children, creating the villains by millions
im stacking some dollars, but land getting hotter i foster dark feelings that once hid inside, now have all fell from gods ceiling
the tingling spine froze the nights become chilly, behind my own doorway i see something standing, they reach out to hand pain i dont want to take it rejecting new pleasure the heart confiscated 



there's honey tonight
there's money inside of her eyes
there's honey tonight 
tonight well both die
we'll die for the money tonight
tonight tonight we'll die 
die for the honey inside
there's money inside of her eyes 
tonight we'll both die
there's honey tonight
there's money inside of her eyes
there's honey tonight 
tonight we'll both die

still eagerly shoved it in, pushed deeper till embedded fully propaganda ive read it,
 deleted reality has defeated the rally of heathens but seated a terror far greater more evil a tangible weapon created inside of a dark revelation
now bore a new hatred within master enslavers, they steal digital signal pencil sketched the simulated sinew, spilling the infused chemical imprint, reactions only within a few dimensions, now multiplied into mental stimuli

there's honey tonight
there's money inside of her eyes
there's honey tonight 
tonight well both die
we'll die for the money tonight
tonight, tonight we'll die

money honey -- Not So Bad (Leans Gone Cold)  -- layyzz remix

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

money honey -- Not So Bad (Leans Gone Cold) -- layyzz remix

layyzz

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