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 cold flour by bona fat. all rights to the owners.

rough lyrics

its like cold rain drops lonely nights this fight for life never stops but still hasn't begun they gone to find no more left time
erase away the stain given that day could change and rearrange all they fates and id blame my own mistake to take away all they heavy pain today may i rise and wake up ascend high below skylines horizon eagles fly break wind to fake them emotions swell inside deep where the hate lies
the truth deceived far behind written lines im deprived somehow i wrote the path to shine above the rest
depressed cant pass these test's this death its seeped below the shores of eager hope to closed off from the pack
how many times will i take the wrong path? Answer this question before i fucking blast off of a shot
i offer you liquor and ash just too get fucked up they all off on harder drugs mean mugs
its still means nothing to some crumbs they leave behind along the road has shown most among where to clench deep and hold on
the volts shocks so strong the rhythm flows on long after we all gone the beat forever stay strong
its with the motion the vibe is somethin so livid a power chosen to find passed down to us its given people a reason to listen
to a vision thats lethally different sound of a medication for mental imprisonment given this resentment a sentiment

where hate lies -- cold flour -- bona fat -- 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

where hate lies -- cold flour -- bona fat -- layyzz rap edit

layyzz

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