what a way to despise such a good beat!

This beat 🔥🔥🔥

I said it x2 Forget it x2 Hitting it twice I can’t ever regret, Slitting my throat feeling so veted, Liquor a coke fuck with the setting, Thankful to god forever indebted, Defying the odds like i got a comity, by City of sinners it fill me with pitty, Fifty and hundreds watch out for Diddy, My city x2 Stuck in the past can’t find any peace, Drunk off the pain ice off the piece, Blowing ya brain shot em like Kennedy pleading insane, Manchurian Candidate stuck in a game, LSD course through my veins, Seeing the patterns & feeling the waves, Needing some havoc to rile up all the flames, Feeding my habits destroying my body for spiritual gains, Contorting my spirit leave me most in a maze, Smoking so much caught up in a haze, Sorry momma this isn’t a faze, Type of life style that’s never gonna phase, “Never gonna pay” Yet I’m doing it strong to this day, Underground lyrics labels not for the saints, When you referring to me I’m one of the greats, I said it x2 Don’t your ever (forget it)x2 I’m vetted x2 Talking that sh*t it’s so pathetic, Call me light skin even though I’m red headed, Lost in the storm can’t tell where I’m headed, I can not regret it will not forget it, Just know that (I said it) x2 Living on top don’t you ever… Forget it x2 I said it x2 Just know that I’m vetted…. (Why she so…)

SOY UN CAMPEON UN GANADOR UN ROCKY BALBOA UN LUCHADOR YO NO HAGO TEMITAS LO MIOS SON TEMON ES , LES MOLESTA QUE CRESCO CABRONES YO ME ESCRIBO MIS LETRAS NADIE ME LA ESCRIBE , LES MOLESTA QUE EL ENZO TRIUNFA QUE EL ENZO LA VIVE SOY EL UNICO EN KURITA KE RAPEA BRUTAL FENOMENAL , ESCUCHAN MIS TEMAS Y LOS HAGO INSPIRAR OTRO COMO YO YA NO HAY QUIEREN COPEARME SEAN ORIGINAL ESTOI LLENO DE TEMAS MIREN MI CANAL ..rapeo re bien YO SOI EL MEJOR LO QUIERAN HO NO , ME LA RE CREO BRO ME IMPORTA UN COMINO LO KE TENGAS VOS KIEN SEA VOS YO TENGO ANGELES Y ME CUIDA DIOS..jajaja me río me río me río me río me río, LA PEGO Y A TODOS ESTOS RAPER LOS CRIO ,

Didn't bad Bunny become a WWE wrestler

This instrumental hits different new punches angle switching angels lifting weight some tipping demons in the way of gifts with blessing stimulate the spirits. try to emulator appearance of a calm and somber feeling on this road im veering. And now my eyes are drifting from this wavy consciousness/ in the deep my head swimming life has made me kinda sick/ you can give a fool some money but cant pay for common sense/ washing sins with dirty money see the wave we drowning in/ now this may be condescending I'm a carnivore descendant/ ain't no court or no defendants/ cant support all your decisions/ no assault or bad intentions id rather mention a vibrant addition for positive giving and energy building and helping the children and the needy the beggars feins drunks and tricks with treats that taunt the weak. Don't weep just might slip on tears if you just blink or wink or wince at pain you see no Halloween no Candy sweets. we came to see some anguish Angus beef. Arranged dinner for deranged sinners slaughtering like vampires in Valhalla only meet to sharpen teeth. Felt most complete when the heart can reap or manifest a star to reach. Rather locked in or locked down just pardon me..

bpm & key??

1057

Yeah, Rico, Rico Let me tell y'all what I got on Oh Lord, Jetson made another one Maison Margiela, Fendi (yeah) Maison Margiela, Louis V (uh) Maison Margiela, Gucci (who) Maison Margiela, white tee (whoa) Maison Margiela, black jeans (black jeans) Maison Margiela, match with everything Maison Margiela, on me Maison Margiela, on me I got some new frames, and they Christian Dior Goyard, Chrisitian Dior New frames, Christian Dior Goyard bag, I got Christian Dior (huh, yeah) Fendi, eyes on my bag (Fendi, Fendi) I got Fendi, eyes on my bag (Fendi, Fendi) Prada, and it match with that (whoa, yeah) Prada, and it match with that (huh, go, huh, yeah) I got YSL, but I ain't a saint I got YSL, but I ain't a saint I got YSL, but I ain't a saint I got YSL, but I ain't a saint Balenciaga (yeah), on me (on me) Chrome Heart, on me Alyx belt, on my jeans Versace, Versace (Versace, huh, yeah) Maison Margiela, Fendi Maison Margiela, Louis V Maison Margiela, Gucci Maison Margiela, white tee Maison Margiela, black jeans Maison Margiela, match with everything Maison Margiela, on me Maison Margiela, on me

gr8 work. ty for upload.

Campeón independiente, sin fronts en mis dientes Vida completamente pura, no digo mentiras Vivando veinticuatro, yo contra la industria Seriously, why people thinking they’re fire when they sound like whining adolescents I swear we coming up on a war of industry versus independent Fame comes with looking like a greedy ashtray You don’t get a sideways glance, unless you’re fucking a Kardashian No one needs to be worthy of a blue check It’s about how much money you have on your neck How much sex you’ve had, how many drugs you’re on You’re physically, attractive emotionally fucked cabrón I don’t need any girl to tell me what they’re gonna buy me I’ll be up there soon, but don’t sign me No soy un rapero, soy un artista en dos idiomas y dos mundos Desde esquela he sido un hijueputa ambicioso Disrespect my individuality, I can’t see ya Mumbling out your ass like Carti’s verse with Camila Y’all know I go hard, you heard I’m ill ya know taking my time climbing the ladder, like Hardy Last name not Cena, but I’m one you can’t see NWO yo soy too sweet para ti There's no referee out here, so you can't call it routinely putting down 88 bars like Logic We're unintentionally influential, so I can't be tempting fate Save the rest of the young minds, lock up Tate Unprofessional motherfuckers blowing up off fluking Street wars taking our kids and leaving them where Luke (my little brother who I lost when I was young) is I’m UK bred, but shout to the states Like Ric Flair‘s daughter, I’ll turn the game into a figure eight I’m crippled, but I’m lyrically upright Over-ambition keeping me up at night Special lyrics and beats I’m on a mission Chicas’ll love me for my ambition Stupid thoughts at twelve is what it took to make me I’ll call my girl mami but she didn’t create me Dice lo que quieres no escucho a nadie Necesito una reina no una puta de la calle No confíes perras, DTB or NCP Idioma diferente, la misma verdad

manz… “freeflowing, let the flood in, we storin’ , rollerblades? we rollin’ golden gates? they stole em’ “

🗿🔥

I never respected bad bunny till i heard this song. Boy's got talent.

Good work! 🖤

Ey, ey Los pongo a bailar "La Pelúa" (wuh) Y el que no baile que lo despeluquen (ey) Hijo 'e putas, no me cuquen (no) Lean los números pa' que se eduquen (wuh) Yo no hago cancione', hago himnos pa' que no caduquen (ey) En este género yo fui un Hadouken (ey, ey, ey) Y se extinguieron como los dinosaurs (prr) Antes que me apague' se apaga el sol (sss) Subimo' y rompimo' el ascensor (ah) El prepa que les tiró Bulbasaur Ah, maldito conejo Ahora los miro de arriba y de lejo', ey No contesto DM, no, hablen con mi manejo Pero él también va a pichar Te juro que yo no me quise embichar, ey (ah, ah, ah) Le metí a to'a' mis crush, shh, ya me aburro hasta 'e chichar (ay, rra) Y yo sí soy milly sin usar Richard (ey) Yankee se retira y vamo' a switchear (hu) Voy a ser el jefe, me van a fichar Mi nombre por siempre se va a escuchar (hu, hu, ,hu) Porque estoy en mi peak (ey) Estoy en mi peak ('toy en mi peak) Soy un rey, campeón, Booker T (wuh, wuh, wuh) (Booker T) Estoy en mi peak, ey ('toy en mi peak) Estoy en mi peak, ja ('toy en mi peak) Mírame en lo que me convertí (mírame, mírame) Le' molesta mi premio de compositor Pero es que ya nadie compone Ninguna 'e esta gente escribe en sus canciones, so no se emocionen (uh) El disco más vendi'o de este puto año (ey) Los llevé pa' la escuela, to' el mundo tratando de hacerle secuela Siguen en la fila, nadie se me cuela (ey) Cheki, morena, cheki Cheki, morena, eh Bad Bunny se llevó to' los premio' y el cabrón ni fue (eh) Ustedes pagando pa' irse virale' (ey) Yo pegando temas sin hacerle' promo (promo) La gente se pregunta cómo (¿cómo?) Desde chamaquito saben cómo somo' Nunca pido tenqui Yo soy coco, ustede' bakin' (wuh) Booker T tirándome un breaking Estoy en mi peak, cabrón (ey, ey, ey, ey, ey, ey, ey) Y vo'a seguir en mi peak, cabrón, ey Soy un rey, campeón, Booker T, ey (Booker T) Estoy en mi peak, (estoy en mi peak) Y vo'a seguir en mi peak, ey, ey (normal) Mírame, ¿que tú qué? ¿Que tú qué? Nah-nah Cabrón, tú eres feka Can you dig it, sucker? Ey, ey Ey Ni vo'a frontear, darle a repeat, cabrón Pa' que veas que estoy bien hijueputa

Where you going looking fine Girl you do this all the time Played me many fucking times Cuz she used to fucking lying I dont mean to hurt you baby But she do it like a crime Tatted up all on her spine She just gave a different vibe Told her sit and take a sip Can’t lay down and reminisce I want my diamonds fucking thick Just like I want my fucking bitch Wont turn her down like any bitch If she the one then show me then These glocks gone come in different gens These bitch niggas irrelevant I stack my money till I can’t My schedule full can’t make no plans I missed the party yet again… I do what you fucken can’t Release the stress don’t give it back Learn from my words Don’t hate again Everything be coming back I kno cause my ego death I lost my self I’m found again I’m stepping on these niggas necks Ain’t gotta try cuz I’m like dat I crashed the whip I learned from that They got their lick I got mines back But let’s just not get into that I ain’t really internet My money coming really fast

Just you wait

can you type me the bpm please?

Acting like you different but you just like them Everything you hate, everything you hate Tryna be like us, but you'll never get there We everything you ain't, everything you ain't Blood on the ground, my blood hold me down Now my brother keep a, keep a clean hunnid rounds Rappers acting tough, like they can't get touched now Got 'em on the ground lookin' 'round like they lost some Fuck it, we got trough, we put 'em up in the trunk Actin' like killers to some, we pull up and dump Ain't nobody fucking with my crew, I know Comin' down, never know Swangin' in a yellow Ford Swangin' in a yellow Ford I hit the dope, hit the dope Money come, money go, money go Go Waiting for my plane at the terminal I get so high, get vertigo I think I need some time alone Feel like I'm 'bout to die, yeah no, no, no I do not wanna find out where we go Nowhere, is that where? I won't be disappointed if is somewhere where no one know me Why would you tell me, that everything's full of papers You say nothing, I never notice 'Cause I don't believe it, well I don't believe it Fuck it, we got trough, we put 'em up in the trunk Actin' like killers to some, we pull up and dump Ain't nobody fucking with my crew, I know Comin' down, never know Swangin' in a yellow Ford Swangin' in a yellow Ford I hit the dope, hit the dope Money come, money go, money go

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groovy

Virus

adictivo como la heroina

:D

the instrumental doesn't include Jackson's rap, i've been wondering why the instrumental isn't as long as the audio and i love the beat at his part

brooooooooo

Alright who got the isolated vocals?

Wait till' I get my Birthday Cake 100K I'm not even bragging I made it clear My flow is deadly Like a Vol-cano Hello Hoe I'm a 3 in 1 Big D, Good looking too Rich, Bitch I can digg deep

🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

This is the best instrumental

whats the sample fam

Extended version please!!

0:16 ese "sex" no se escucha en la canción originalmente

Ima run this up crazy I already got it on replay well done ❤

You bodied this

Why she always on my mind like a shirt with a designed.. Ideals from another time inprinted in my memory.. I forgot she don't reply.. Unless she feel some sympathy.. thats what I like to tell my self i know really sickening.. freak of nature she be anxious clawin at my feet and ankles crawling on the kitchen floor asking to eat at the table.. She like to role play.. and she play her role.. She depends on me like a day year old.. But she not child but call me baby.. Only plant a seed on her mind she feel cultivated.. Headed over seas just vibe with different cultures maybe.. Dancing at some random club In dubai lookin grown n sexy.. Im up in the telly with the maid i tell my girl to text her..🔥💎

Bano

Sample is Anxiety by Dhan

*23*

Long Live King of N.Y.C 🕊️❤️🕊️❤️🕊️

Fire Instrumental 🔥🎧🎤

This would be the perfect sound for ringtone

Had a question for years now Jay Z just never had a beard or he used to get it shaved?????????????😢

Eeede

Wtf is this sample 😭🔥

Check it I saw god in my peripheral I heard him say something about what something that is meant for you At that moment I attacked by my principles. A true and living God don’t get trap at the funeral Maat feather is beautiful, I’m giving you That work that outside the circumference of your Mf cubical Good over Evil yea give me the usual

fire

That bodyguard surely looks identical to Nate Dogg!

2:41 this part right here is so cold