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

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 see the world by breeze wax - all rights to respective owners.


rough lyrics




somehow your always stressin about what your not and somehow im always good with myself and what i got
and you now seem worried bout these measly possessions and what others have always seem to keep you stressin
somehow you worried bout another mans bitch accept it youll never raise your own damn kids
and somehow your still looking for others to help, and somehow youve never learned to help your damn self
somehow your still a fucking weasel even after all the shit weve been through, your now giving in too
i dont blame you, tho homie reality tough, it can lock you ina rut, seal you up, but dont go nuts
they break free from the pains seed todays needs justa pipe dream they fiend n bring weed and another harsh substance
they got little but somehow with tha rock its always in abundance they plundered they own hurtful vengeance we then lift tha mist
unraveling times vail im frail but stood up even after i fell, and thats how tha mind sailed far away from this eradicated paper plane stained paper trails to maintain they may fade but these days stay changed they change a heavy weight
refrain from a bad intention never known to mention fake bitchs poppin prescriptions
 while the baby eatin alone in tha kitchen but the truth is out now its known in tha whole crowd
the sun goes down an tha winter breeze creep in deception seem to beat men the fractures cant reseal when a frame weakens
free him hell blow away todays the only chance to rise better to live fast than to slowly die deep inside



somewhere god i know your still alive n there
clothes stripped cold bones the body bare
they look back n glare to reminisces on the past the glass half empty dripping cups of envy sent me to the next spot
a drop top cruisen tha coast we gotta toast to real ones out slinging tha slab mad minds boast like old folks
we roast upon a higher plain still the young guns the young love the ones that strive to reach the way far below our feet they try n leap but yet still far outa the beasts reach my fist penetrate deep now buried beneath 6 feet of sleet hell ice rain wind n snow make a once warm heart burn n grow cold yo under the old trees now failing leaves had lived the past but the never the newer side of things leak into my body blood now has been combined the light shine down upon the holy shrine i find no more fucking time for alpine liquor or swimming within the shallow flow they know things never told ill hold back for a minute and let em take me for second n show  the mind slow but the heart beat fast to grasp a new vison slick for the quick brick know to flip music lyrically swift to kick mad beats n make a young heart shift pitch

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyi2ngLDCyU&ab_channel=layyzz

sum of the stars -- Breezewax -- We'll See The World -- layyzz rap edit

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

sum of the stars -- Breezewax -- We'll See The World -- layyzz rap edit

layyzz

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