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My life is a pen strikes against crumble governments Heres a mint out of da possession of some body granny come over quick Out of the shower im getting rich ingesting supplements folding ya cover ups up in this bitch I need a bitch who need a bitch cant you see its dick her needle slick I come eat up grits some people sick through the pic i bring up licks Mid coversation kick ya feet up get collapsing mines the ring a brick I got to put out a hit or we a hit pick ya drink up next who them people stinging next Back to have single sex extra heavy on da beatles once punching into get midevil check Bump into my people wrecked i get along to get along and all along for a secret text To come along and fuck with the frequency lets begin to light my lungs i smell like money But still im learning to have some decency In the room with the powder users the bombs go down easily I been a tech on nickle sacks for quarter back who get attacked I leave em pressed open for buzzer beaters i leave the rest And fall asleep when i black out peter a pest To be the best you got take out the king of the hyhena nest I leave em stretched theres no such thing as test yea bring em fetch Hottest nigga since hurrican katrina neck i gotta flex Burning ashes i eat up her dress the pussy wet The babies slept i never how crooked it get leaving them Buildings start catching a cramp rip gramps my bridges burned so they falling i live through the speaker and amps Its alot calling i ignore to meet grimp reapers wit chips Theres fleas in the blimps dont be decieved by the pimps How ever many can grip trunks and eat metal get gold medals That go good next to used shovels i dig double takes i see doubled im not devil But read rebels hoping to settle on tea kettles i feed levels hood free shuttles Out of the rubble dont need puddles countries peddle im steadily giving some back some of the good ive seen a new team echo Wearing ecko this nigga here draw but it aint art deco Talking out ya neck againt a wall you gone get stucko Aint scary wit ravens around still joe flacco Painting a mural fuck a picture you staring right at the nose tackle Setting iron aside from the other element before i go shackle Developed from a stamped of elephants in any flow battle Leave brains spackled out of a groan any disclosed cattle I know i matter my canvas full of blood splatter So titter tatter a crack in the floor im slipping through like gual bladders On a call madder like i was never taught better than carrying poles then dippin pussy in fish batter My high hatter smoke vegetable steam in the am the whip goth i drive by they scatter a street full of car glass shatter i packed pampers who the shit ? I lose my shit hat backward mad hatter whos this piff? jack laterned loosend spliff stance standard abused on wrist that track lancers Iadmit i go with the private dancers i watch manswers thicker the thigh trick of her eyes dont catch cancer Belly dancers or telling advice she said tans her fan of her sins meant to turn off ceiling and earth Destined for bins full of self worth and bursts comming for her belly at its worst I probably should move out of a new city head first send for a hurst I spit a verse to send a flirt into the dirt out of the purse a piece of work up any skirt I feel like kirk take them church bang bang then they blurp yea like universal clerk Im counting paper so unrehearsed my pupils hurt im finna murk the whole turf cuticle and then fuck the nurse You see me lurk and think its Rubios the way i got some perks and eat desert straight out you puddle bowls Theme of the party thrown knife and fork wherever the struddle goes Im a straight buffoon biting a buffulo brought back from one of my manuno hoes I do know closed moufs for berricudas around perihanas like movie roles n i need to leave raw tuna alone

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This Is My Favorite Hip-Hop Song - WonderBag - Glory - Dwayne Michael Carter Jr. Lil Wayne [Produced By Avenue Beatz DJ Infamous & OnHel] [Year: 2020] [Album: Free Weezy Album]

Promo SM 😂

Song: Poetry in Motion - WonderBag

#indie #alternative #newmusic #rock #psychrock

hell yeah

Fear the rain Coming down your lane Watch it swallow all disingenuous souls for 40 nights and days. TtS is a weeping prophet that's acquired a reign. I wanna retire, but the people need me back on them poems like a horse missing its mane. I'm summoning the wrath of revelation with these short incantations. It's so insane watching y'all engulf in flames until nothing remains. This is what happens when a man is on another plane. No longer a fool, but a black man using his brain. Extra folks label me a deity, but I appreciate their attempts at flattery. I have more to say However, I'll save it for another day. Just know that y'all will rue the actions that come out of the words you speak.

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there is acapella ?

gracias Lil Wayne.

I feel like taking a swing on somebody that intro

Nice beat

What type of beat is this

The way I slapped him, she felt it inside her chest She called and ask me why I did it, I told her cause I'm a mess And just because I'm home-less nowadays, it's all due to stress When I get home, I press a BUTTON, record til there's nothing left IM, Lil Tunechi, or Karter, last name Shakur This bigger than I can remember, but fuck it, I'm at the door That Bugatti stay on lock, and that weed you smelling is loud as fuck Motor mouth keep running, I garuntee you about to duck.. Or quack, as I shoot and holler as I pull the trigger "Who this man think he is?" I'm that fucking nigga So suck a dick and stay out my way 'fore I pick ya fate I've been speaking Life before I ever learned to masterbate! Right handed, I'm dangerous, let's talk about my left I'm not sure about it, but bet you learning now who's the best! Stanky breath, like a dragon, King Author, step a side I'mma slay this bitch without a sword, I brought a pocket knife. Fuck 'em.. Two middle fingers, and I'm popping uppers Call my girl to tell her girl she better make the supper I like my chicken deep fried, collard greens salted They watching everything I do, and hate the way I'm talking... GLORY HALLELUJAH! I'll jump on stage and snatch the mic and say I fuck with you too Just not the same, a little different, more than you can see I'm monkey 'round a whole bunch of shit, swinging tree to tree. -Young Karter killed ya favorite artist, who'll hear it first? This that shit y'all didn't want me on!!

The world wasn't ready for me never expected or wanted to be a rapstar but if the Lord wants to show how he can manifest in someone so one can believe better believe I'm gonna meet make to were he want my cross to stand and that is at the same level no better than wayne Nikkie Drake or any one in the Money bag crew I'm gonna come with the (MESSAGE 2022 THE LIGHT IS GONNA SHINE OPON THE DARKNEST AND YOU DONT HAVE TO BELIEVE ME WEN U SEE ME UP ON STAGE PRAISING AND GIVEEING MY ALL JUST KNOW ITS FOR HIMM .HONNORING THE FATHER THE SON AND THE HOLY SPIRIT IN THE NAME OF JESUS CHRIST ITS YOUR LOVE YOU)).01-22-22 I WILL NOT LET U DOWN

They really need to loop that intro a few times

That's my all time favorite intro I believe

Fvkin tem pee copyribghted this

I'm God's manure 🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽🔥🔥🔥

Woo, this that shit they didn't want me on I'm 'bout to act a badonkadonk, shamone, shamone Don't need sugar, I need cream, I'm dark and strong The garbage man puttin' on cologne, aroma wrong I'm on, I'm on, this that shit they didn't want I act a ass and shit a skunk, I will, I won't Black your eye like will.i.am, you Willy Wonka That's me in the Lam, I'm disappearin' like Jimmy Hoffa AK-47 my business partner, business is swell French kiss a bitch, she don't speak French, can't kiss and tell I push his ass in the wishin' well, then wish him well Sippin' syrup like ginger ale, but I'm the quickest snail From here to Hell, I hear them hail, I give them hell I'm spittin' hail, I'm Clinton, well, I did inhale These niggas frail, they Chip and Dale, they little girls Watch me act a donkey, then pin a tail, spit out your nails Uh, glory, hallelujah Holy shit, I'm the holy shit, I'm God's manure I know how to hack a jeweller ward and not computers I meditate like a Buddhist, Holy ramen noodles And now you sleep, I'm inside your room wit' a lot of shooters You wake up to this chopper tool, it's like, 'Cock-a-doodle' I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo I'm hotter than Honolulu, glory unto you, glory I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo I'm hotter than Honolulu, my clothes and socks and shoes new I been a boo-boo since ga-ga goo-goo and Dada, FUBU Make everybody that knew you boo-boo, I got them spooked too I drive a neutral, shock the future like Dr. Luther I'm not a chooser, your mom a cougar, I sock it to her My cocaine white as a white beluga, I like bazookas I'm high as lunar, I'm wilder than Tyga's Nikes, Pumas Woo, this that shit you didn't want me on My weed louder than underarms and car alarms Cheers, I said, 'Surprise', but couldn't party long I got to get back to the grind and the drawin' board But all this fuckin' art destroyed, this the art of war These niggas' soft as teddy bears, talk to Marky Mark I wet your block, leave it a waterpark, broad or dark I whip the work like tartar sauce, you want it hard or raw, huh? Uh, glory, hallelujah Holy shit, I'm the shit, Porta-Potty Tunechi Unload the Glock profusely, I'm soarin' out confusion Your motor mouth keep vroomin', I'm goin' Tony Stewart I'm on the fluid, I'm ruined, I'm cold as Boston Bruins Lost in the shoo-shoo and who's who and I lost influence Lost my point of view 'til I find a mirror, start talkin' to it It told me the truth, it said I'm the shit and you party poopin' Lord, oh, Lord Am I talkin' crazy, too much coffee maybe I smell like money, I know broke niggas feel nauseated The broads' elated, my boys are faded, my car's the latest My bars the greatest, they rated X like Marvel made it She caught the babies, she barfed the babies, they orphans maybe We got that white girl like in the '80s, that Marcia Brady I dicked Tracy like Warren Beatty, I'm warm as Haiti I'm armed and lazy, I'm sprayin' until my arms is lazy Pardon my mental, I'm higher than Continental Went from flyin' cockroaches to flyin' without credentials That's private, tell the pilot, 'Be quiet, we need our privacy' Throw you off this bitch if you wired, justifiably Hustle wit' a motive, you know this, I'm wit' my whoadies No snakes, no rodents, no ad-libs, no chorus No stress, no worries, took you to a respiratory It's self-explanatory, the glory is mandatory, glory Uh, glory, hallelujah Holy shit, I can't hold this shit, my bowel's looser My towel's newer, my powder room is for powder-users You see rolled up dollar bills filled wit' snot and mucus My tie is Lucas, my driver's crusin', my partner's ruthless My flower's rootless, my pocket's roofless, she poppin' roofies I'm not a student, I'm not assumin' I'm not a human You are not immune to this kind of music, you got 'em, Tunechi

Start krumping to this like it was j squad

cool

Rap arms round me devil out here lerkin Bring me pleasure fa dis pain I'm luva not a fighter Hard to say a word All these nigga grilling me Make da Code feel like barrel wit a lemon On da sound I don't ride no nigga wave or no dick I'm just trying to make my momma sista life mo betta Can't fa get a bout my kids I'm da one who made'em Beautiful So intaletional wit out a man to lean on Difference in da progress serten steps I had to take Make the life won't for'em Ain't got to do it dis way Feel like I be adding on Da gone run up in my face Or do da da same thing to me Use to rope da box wishing I had sum sum in it Lord please don't lead me down da wrong direction

I would literally destroy this beat

die today an rise tonight, I ride away, No hibernation hideaways, im high as space, Hidin in plain sight inside the sky, My pain an strife I paid no mind to got my mind up, made up by the night, lighter flames beside my bowl, Now im seein fire up inside the rain, tidal waves, AKA the tyrant with a childs faces final phase is comin, Haters in denial tryna find a way to fight it, face it, there's no fightin fate, R.I.P. to my F-O-E's I erase

xxxtentacion - expect glory

Brooo I knew some sounded different, this the actual beat of the song, when it was first released exclusively on tidal. The one they added recently on all platforms sounds weak asl compared to the original beat.

Omg nice beat bro!!

I wish the actual song sounded like this instrumental

Whose here after Lil Wayne dropped this last week

Some say the story is flawed / I say / All Glory to God / Whether you know me or not / Were family of a flock / A much higher calling / He is my rock / So for him im all in / Chips falling where they may / Im watching the sheep crawling but its where the lions lay / It's Silence of the Lambs / Now bow your head and prey or get eaten by the demons / The Lord is on his way /

Systems going wherever they want like this shit's uber Allegations stay under me, they in the sewers Alligator, my money scale up, your money stuart They did her shady, they turned their backs Nobody knew her Till we pushed em to speak up Corrupt like tumors Don't let that shit grow Repeat history like this that looper Take it all back, money back, like Im a looter Roll by since I was young, youngin on a scooter Grow up, politics now, so if you fuck with me, I'll call a shooter I'll teach ya'll a thing or two, cause you my student hit to the head, leave a mf clueless they say they turn up but all I see is stupid I never cuff but im strapped up likeim cupid i 69 her, and leave her lips snitchin, leave em loose liped dick all up in her she get confused and she know im real so you knew she never choosin They want that beef, so I shine em with the Uzi

Woo, this that shit they didn't want me on I'm 'bout to act a badonkadonk, shamone, shamone Don't need sugar, I need cream, I'm dark and strong The garbage man puttin' on cologne, aroma wrong I'm on, I'm on, this that shit they didn't want I act a ass and shit a skunk, I will, I won't Black your eye like will.i.am, you Willy Wonka That's me in the Lam, I'm disappearin' like Jimmy Hoffa AK-47 my business partner, business is swell French kiss a bitch, she don't speak French, can't kiss and tell I push his ass in the wishin' well, then wish him well Sippin' syrup like ginger ale, but I'm the quickest snail From here to Hell, I hear them hail, I give them hell I'm spittin' hail, I'm Clinton, well, I did inhale These niggas frail, they Chip and Dale, they little girls Watch me act a donkey, then pin a tail, spit out your nails Uh, glory, hallelujah Holy shit, I'm the holy shit, I'm God's manure I know how to hack a jeweller ward and not computers I meditate like a Buddhist, Holy ramen noodles And now you sleep, I'm inside your room wit' a lot of shooters You wake up to this chopper tool, it's like, 'Cock-a-doodle' I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo I'm hotter than Honolulu, glory unto you, glory I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo I'm hotter than Honolulu, my clothes and socks and shoes new I been a boo-boo since ga-ga goo-goo and Dada, FUBU Make everybody that knew you boo-boo, I got them spooked too I drive a neutral, shock the future like Dr. Luther I'm not a chooser, your mom a cougar, I sock it to her My cocaine white as a white beluga, I like bazookas I'm high as lunar, I'm wilder than Tyga's Nikes, Pumas Woo, this that shit you didn't want me on My weed louder than underarms and car alarms Cheers, I said, 'Surprise', but couldn't party long I got to get back to the grind and the drawin' board But all this fuckin' art destroyed, this the art of war These niggas' soft as teddy bears, talk to Marky Mark I wet your block, leave it a waterpark, broad or dark I whip the work like tartar sauce, you want it hard or raw, huh? Uh, glory, hallelujah Holy shit, I'm the shit, Porta-Potty Tunechi Unload the Glock profusely, I'm soarin' out confusion Your motor mouth keep vroomin', I'm goin' Tony Stewart I'm on the fluid, I'm ruined, I'm cold as Boston Bruins Lost in the shoo-shoo and who's who and I lost influence Lost my point of view 'til I find a mirror, start talkin' to it It told me the truth, it said I'm the shit and you party poopin' Lord, oh, Lord Am I talkin' crazy, too much coffee maybe I smell like money, I know broke niggas feel nauseated The broads' elated, my boys are faded, my car's the latest My bars the greatest, they rated X like Marvel made it She caught the babies, she barfed the babies, they orphans maybe We got that white girl like in the '80s, that Marcia Brady I dicked Tracy like Warren Beatty, I'm warm as Haiti I'm armed and lazy, I'm sprayin' until my arms is lazy Pardon my mental, I'm higher than Continental Went from flyin' cockroaches to flyin' without credentials That's private, tell the pilot, 'Be quiet, we need our privacy' Throw you off this bitch if you wired, justifiably Hustle wit' a motive, you know this, I'm wit' my whoadies No snakes, no rodents, no ad-libs, no chorus No stress, no worries, took you to a respiratory It's self-explanatory, the glory is mandatory, glory Uh, glory, hallelujah Holy shit, I can't hold this shit, my bowel's looser My towel's newer, my powder room is for powder-users You see rolled up dollar bills filled wit' snot and mucus My tie is Lucas, my driver's crusin', my partner's ruthless My flower's rootless, my pocket's roofless, she poppin' roofies I'm not a student, I'm not assumin' I'm not a human You are not immune to this kind of music, you got 'em, Tunechi You got 'em, Tunechi, I got 'em

Yeah yeah welcome the rain Man digo yo improvisando y idolatrado al mismo tiempo en este beat porque tengo el talento para hacer un buen hit yeah yeah

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Can i buy this from you bro? For use on Spotify and what not

But all this killing, all this drama is the art of war The world is soft love like teddy bears talk to Marley Mar I wet your block leaving the parking right after dark I whipped the work like Toni Sauce she wanted all raw

Give me all the glory, if you heard my story. I lived a life that was something closer to purgatory. You can't ignore me my flow have niggaz looking for me. Only fear my father above me, go stupid but not a dummy. Ladies love me they say I'm funny and very cunning. Keep pussies cumming from good dick and pussy tonguing. And full clips, and full whips, with pool sticks. Leave a nigga with swole lips and skull stitched.

I'm ain't worried bout nothing mommi I'll do the time. I be killing like bored nuggaz a do ta time. I'm a real nugga too, was born across the line. I got momiz and guns nugga, they both a cross yo eyez. If a chick wanna leave me I tell her take it easy. I got 2 of em chilling off in my basement freezer. They was fly mizes too the kind you see on tv I tell em shut up that bullchit them mommies ain't b'leeve me. Till they was sleepy. I'm dat nugga keep ya conscious warm. Ain't no performer but I do perform. Yall know what I be on I flow like water cept I'ts avian. My life sister 1st born name is travian. He royal born. His little brother is my godson. I'm GOD'S son. I aint begging for nothing except your pardon. Im only begging yo pardon because im GODs son And still a give you a hand gripping a handgun. Glory. Glory hallejuaia Thomas & Harris together, don't let this color fool ya Don't let the haterz move ya, And if they do don't show it. Murder and suicide merged cause you was begging for it. I got grown and was known cause I a give it to you I aint one to take nothing put a cylinder through you Life stealing like voo-doo, Fate sealing I'm kookoo To be one a the chosen when GOD say that he knew me

This beat is so cold!

First arrangement was epic

Baby mama drama kind of wish left her where I found her bitch a snake anaconda don't show love it's a weakness these bitches try to over power who would've known something so beautiful would no longer be a flower turned into a monster my heart she will never devour dear lord

Yeah I love the way the beat feel once I get up in it, my pockets full of money with a bit of swishes in it, i love my bitches thick,that's why I'm all up in em,with it, bitches love they me want me, they wanna fuck me, they all up on me like sugar up in coffee, the white owl me, bring that believe, of. Need for me, in every song, I'm smoking bongs like they were papers exhale the smoke exhale the smoke like if they were haters, they ain't want nun, see the way I'm getting all the paper, yeah it's like they paper coming on it's own its paperwork, see the bitch twerk, bring it back like a old closet shirt, like my wifi when it catches lag, yeag I ain't no black sheep, I walk around like a lamb, calling me the new school, but I'm the one that bring the old school back, coming up with new rules it's like the teacher slacked, the smart student rolling up on track

This Is J Cole instrumental rise and shine

check out my cover of this song, it sucks czcams.com/video/oEXcav4gJGo/video.html

This tough 🔥🔥🔥 omgg

This instrumental can be used in a basketball dunking mixtape