I’ve seen these dudes names around for a bit but havent had the chance to peep the goods, this track is fantastic! The beats are served by Dj Revolution so you know its tight the beat is smooth pianos and rugged bassline. The voice and rhymes remind me a lot of Scienz of Life which were one of my favorite groups so I feel right at home with this. I’ve included some bonus’s a video and another joint produced by Marco Polo called Movement Music.
I’ve seen these dudes names around for a bit but havent had the chance to peep the goods, this track is fantastic! The beats are served by Dj Revolution so you know its tight the beat is smooth pianos and rugged bassline. The voice and rhymes remind me a lot of Scienz of Life which were one of my favorite groups so I feel right at home with this. I’ve included some bonus’s a video and another joint produced by Marco Polo called Movement Music.
Damn Last Emp still got lyrics this track is ridiculous rappers need to step their game up, off his upcoming album The Wizards Wardrobe. Oh yea mp3 below š
Damn Last Emp still got lyrics this track is ridiculous rappers need to step their game up, off his upcoming album The Wizards Wardrobe. Oh yea mp3 below š
Been seeing this everywhere but in a M4A format converted to MP3 off THE High Exhaulted oh yea produced by Khrysis peace to Copywrite.
Verse 1.
I took a pliar 2 my ego/ couldnāt budge it. Do-I-N what I D-O/ Rick Ross; No denyinā IāM the C-O/ your lyin to the people/got your skeeo spyin in my peek hole/tryinā to pry in. Grabbed an iron-DIE! Iām into Evil/ I donāt fuck with chics who have twitter accounts../cus I like to talk shit when I sit in their house/ said Iāll be back, bitch/ Iām the future & the present like a re-wrapped gift/ want me to leave?? Thatās rich/ when I do, Iāll leave your weed bag pinched/ you had a feeling it was me,when I sold you it didnāt seem that thin/ got a v-8 engine? Hand me that then/ hop your ass out the whip & toss the keys back in/hit a rapper in the slow lane with cars/ left hands on the Fender like Jimmi & Cobainās guitars/ doin cocaine with stars of porn/she gets me hard, its on/ & 9 months later a star is born/ puttin me on the remix is fatal/ Iāll slay you/ your cheeic does coke,Iāll be in her naval/ flip her & slip the penis in anal/put a lil white on the cd like 3 sixās label/ she pleads when Iām ready to cum, like āPlease give the facialā/ I pee then Iām ready to run,like āpeace b*tch Iāll page youā/ she doesnāt even own a pager/ I still cut every chic I know like my phones a razor/ click-dial tone to strangers.
2ndĀ Verse
Iāll take your favorite rapper with a pulse & make him shake into convulsions/ one year, heās eatin good, the next heās achin with the Olsens/ your waitin for the molton lava. Sold Obama that same potent ganja sold to Bush, HE sold Osama..NO shit bomba/Iām goin in the booth, muthaf*cka here hold my armor(HERE)/told ur father to watch your sister while I boned your momma/ then told your momma to roll the condom while I boned her daughter/ get fronted till the next day & smoke like thereās no tomorrow/ letās just face it, b*tch Iām just abbrasive/ my new nameās āBudweiserā..Iāve got more open domestic cases/ thatās my pick up line, if that donāt work then its āletās get nakedā/ that doesnāt work? Its āletās get WASTED. Bring the X, your payin.ā/left their faces like Fred Kruegerās/ the lead from the ruger spread to ya, f*ck it..blame the red on a head tumor/ you know a tattle tale who snitches when heās dead, do ya?/ the two of ya can spread rumors to yourselves (boo-ya)/ who ya? Who shot ya? You donāt have a clue/ and u donāt have a (edit), here stupid, have a brew/ and u donāt have a brew, do ya? Offer you a smack/ gosh,it hurts..face like a gothic smurf-blue & black/ you know to move it back 10 paces/ when Iām in the studio, layin more trains over tracks than penn station/ got your ten waitinā..pentratin/ p*ssy bleedin like sheās menstratinā, then we make her bend- ACHINā/ what can I say? Iām one hell of a guy./ seriously..to the point the devilās jealous of I/ I would say the āscarfaceā quote/ but id rather use the carchase quote/ from the barrell that shot off they nose/it took every Marvel character to off Thanos/ (get a rope)/ hang yourself..youāve got less characters than a twitter post/ is this a verse or a comedy central roast? Itās honestly meant for both/ your mommy just send for coke & I promise to lend her dough but Iām connin her into throat/ once I nut, she hits the road like a comet just hit the globe/ your vomitinā shit I sold. Hurts to be you/ Iām old testament words to the new/every verse is the truth.
Been seeing this everywhere but in a M4A format converted to MP3 off THE High Exhaulted oh yea produced by Khrysis peace to Copywrite.
Verse 1.
I took a pliar 2 my ego/ couldnāt budge it. Do-I-N what I D-O/ Rick Ross; No denyinā IāM the C-O/ your lyin to the people/got your skeeo spyin in my peek hole/tryinā to pry in. Grabbed an iron-DIE! Iām into Evil/ I donāt fuck with chics who have twitter accounts../cus I like to talk shit when I sit in their house/ said Iāll be back, bitch/ Iām the future & the present like a re-wrapped gift/ want me to leave?? Thatās rich/ when I do, Iāll leave your weed bag pinched/ you had a feeling it was me,when I sold you it didnāt seem that thin/ got a v-8 engine? Hand me that then/ hop your ass out the whip & toss the keys back in/hit a rapper in the slow lane with cars/ left hands on the Fender like Jimmi & Cobainās guitars/ doin cocaine with stars of porn/she gets me hard, its on/ & 9 months later a star is born/ puttin me on the remix is fatal/ Iāll slay you/ your cheeic does coke,Iāll be in her naval/ flip her & slip the penis in anal/put a lil white on the cd like 3 sixās label/ she pleads when Iām ready to cum, like āPlease give the facialā/ I pee then Iām ready to run,like āpeace b*tch Iāll page youā/ she doesnāt even own a pager/ I still cut every chic I know like my phones a razor/ click-dial tone to strangers.
2ndĀ Verse
Iāll take your favorite rapper with a pulse & make him shake into convulsions/ one year, heās eatin good, the next heās achin with the Olsens/ your waitin for the molton lava. Sold Obama that same potent ganja sold to Bush, HE sold Osama..NO shit bomba/Iām goin in the booth, muthaf*cka here hold my armor(HERE)/told ur father to watch your sister while I boned your momma/ then told your momma to roll the condom while I boned her daughter/ get fronted till the next day & smoke like thereās no tomorrow/ letās just face it, b*tch Iām just abbrasive/ my new nameās āBudweiserā..Iāve got more open domestic cases/ thatās my pick up line, if that donāt work then its āletās get nakedā/ that doesnāt work? Its āletās get WASTED. Bring the X, your payin.ā/left their faces like Fred Kruegerās/ the lead from the ruger spread to ya, f*ck it..blame the red on a head tumor/ you know a tattle tale who snitches when heās dead, do ya?/ the two of ya can spread rumors to yourselves (boo-ya)/ who ya? Who shot ya? You donāt have a clue/ and u donāt have a (edit), here stupid, have a brew/ and u donāt have a brew, do ya? Offer you a smack/ gosh,it hurts..face like a gothic smurf-blue & black/ you know to move it back 10 paces/ when Iām in the studio, layin more trains over tracks than penn station/ got your ten waitinā..pentratin/ p*ssy bleedin like sheās menstratinā, then we make her bend- ACHINā/ what can I say? Iām one hell of a guy./ seriously..to the point the devilās jealous of I/ I would say the āscarfaceā quote/ but id rather use the carchase quote/ from the barrell that shot off they nose/it took every Marvel character to off Thanos/ (get a rope)/ hang yourself..youāve got less characters than a twitter post/ is this a verse or a comedy central roast? Itās honestly meant for both/ your mommy just send for coke & I promise to lend her dough but Iām connin her into throat/ once I nut, she hits the road like a comet just hit the globe/ your vomitinā shit I sold. Hurts to be you/ Iām old testament words to the new/every verse is the truth.
