Main Stay from Main Stream BEAT LO-KEY (Slow and Low)(DarkmanMode) Detroit Hip Hop Rap instrumental
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Ya boy jumped shit, signed up and I'm every day past him.
Seniority and Experience.
The Recipe of Reverence for the Conspiratants hanging experian experiment delerious, obstrusional, tribunal communal thinking, serious,
hoping to change out there where fury digs,
howling the epic pop fear tents fouling pigs.
I'll be tortured to remain of the Last Dead.
I burned my last bed,
after fools shot and blasted,
through the wall and through the head.
Wallet fasted,
5k couldn't last it.
Insurance wouldn't match it so I cashed it.
No credit card, fanny pouch or joint accounts with a hag.
Dudes did that.
Ain't no mooch pooch
got their hand on my bag.
Dudes did that.
You do that too?
Wassup witchu?
It'll only get worse once you realize and it hits you bad.
Thinking about this conversation we just had.
I'm not sorry and I'm not Mad.
I just learned to raise myself
with no Mom or Dad.
Years in the back,
I didn't make a dollar in Rap.
Cuz Jesus never charged either.
Remember that.
when ya dude you follow when you ride at night.
He ain't never sacrificed.
Never been independent street hustlin' trunk bumpin' gangsta type.
Masked always in the mutha fuckin light!
Those fighting words,
gas lighting curse.
They're all worse
and never really build purse to
put in as many lines and bars
when focused on events to showoff with hot new cars and think that hurts,
me when ya blind loud,
at the poor people's curbs.
He Bi Gay and when a ya mans bi he trans carrying an LGBTQ
DRAG QUEEN 2nd hand STANs PURSE
Get the ghost trap and trap a lair with a dick that calls it hers.
What are you fucking stoopid?
Ya bbig dummy!
Drink ya gin and juice your mummy.
welfare queens and handiman handicap
can't fund heat.
Dont be looptid to think your commercial papercat foldcut shortcut can gun me.
Celebs and Stars run you if you think that.
I'm independent underground rap.
You don't run me.
No deal. No pact.
No mutual funding.
I'm the only Producer to kill'em all like Ted Bundy.
Keep your rites and rituals of blacklaw cap.
I'm the Legacy of Old School ya daddy left back and forgot to teach you Rap.
He pretend he knew,
and you learned what he listened to
when he was younger and you grew.
Your daddy is bitch made,
weed shake with a knee for pew.
A follower copy with no proof of their own creation can't teach you.
8 mile angle acute.
Tranz and sloppy copy mock me czars
can't reach you.
Speak over that flame ruth.
That beast likely to try and beat you.
I don't hang with that and if you bring demons to my kingdom I'll leave you.
BeBe's Baby kids are hits
clothed table with a platter.
This is normal?
Chris what's the matter?
open the backs for their ribs ceremonious persuaded truths.
when ya testimony fizz away my roots passed charity to their booths.
Detroit Underground The Hardest.
We'll Never Lose.
If at first you refuse.
Alter the Deck
Fuel for your head
to put others in Check.
Give yourself Respect.
Choose.