Westside Gunn - Dunks Instrumental (Extended)

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  • čas přidán 8. 09. 2024

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  • @Isaac94372
    @Isaac94372 Před 3 měsíci

    Beat genius

  • @mills_styl
    @mills_styl Před 9 měsíci +1

    I flip words,
    Dip nerds in a jar of pickles.
    Every bar a sickle tearing off your armour brittle.
    Lava trickles when I spar you spitters from the middle half,
    Spitting bars, beg my pardon that your Marge’ll miss you.
    Super lethal milly duke you like a nuke in Easton countries.
    Boot the beating, Corpse rotting like the Teeth of junkies.
    Shooting needles, into goon emcee release the pumpy fore the dudes buck em crude and then It blew they new to slumping.
    Boof I love it chug the tugga brudda zooted under,
    Goon is blundered, brother trust, blunderbuss and boom the thunder.
    Doom i summon pon the entry,
    Ya Lyrics stink, Dons is stenchy.
    So I’ll bong him densely.
    I’m patient for the plug, I swear that he could long a century,
    Yet you know it’s all safe like the lock on bevvies.
    Lyrically Bomb a sentry,
    Call milly tony stark,
    I’m like Jone of ark
    When I Demolish deadly, g, Abolish headpiece,
    I need scones till the dough turn stretchy,
    Send the loud back if the crow look sketchy,
    A bow without an arrow that’s your bro who’ says he emcees,
    Mill$ the Robin Hood of rap I’ll scope you where it’s deadly.
    I’m saying Dollars what I do need
    Even thought I’m British not a don from masachusettes,
    Spliffing that dargs, then I’m bonging on the blue cheese.
    Clicking toking bars, Spray onomato loosely,
    Chong a fucking juicy then I holla at a Lucy,
    Holly want a horrorcore, I’m spotting what I do see
    Emcees never done shit yet they commenting like boosie,
    Dominant karate, Chop a don until he blue bleeds.
    Mixed up in the party, not been huffing up the nose bleed,
    Trippeming from spliffening sip cup I’m feeling holey
    Kitchen where I’m one with nature whip the macaroni,
    Bun a tugga, scran the munch then sip a fat Peroni,
    Instantaneous karma, it’s like a drama,
    Talking like they gonna harm ya yet the lyrics not the charmer,
    Mill$ bars larger plus they sharper, I’m the master,
    Words that murmur casting man, pack more than jus a plaster,
    Brudda,
    Spit too much fucking arson,
    I’m dastard.
    Mix dark rum wit the grassing,
    Spaghettios, how I Cook words, fast and,
    When I say Look nerd,
    He’s prees that so blast him
    New conundrum when the boots are dusted,
    Zoots humungous like a mutant fungus nuking more than numerous numbers,
    Emcees coming with that boof redundance,
    And Im seeing it from miles away, Childs play, boom your blundered.
    You thought I was feeling it, but these rappers is munches,
    Tackle and dump him slap him and jump him full attack when I slump him.
    Lyrical glocks don’t jam like a crumpet,
    They tan when I pump it,
    Like yats when suns in.
    These tings love their fake tan init
    It’s fair tho.
    Just peak how tanning emcees bruv ykwis😂 //