[FREE] EARL SWEATSHIRT X THE ALCHEMIST TYPE BEAT "THE PROPHECY"

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[FREE] EARL SWEATSHIRT X THE ALCHEMIST TYPE BEAT "THE PROPHECY"
[FREE] EARL SWEATSHIRT X THE ALCHEMIST TYPE BEAT "THE PROPHECY"
[FREE] EARL SWEATSHIRT X THE ALCHEMIST TYPE BEAT "THE PROPHECY"

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@siloambenisrael950 8 ай бұрын

Nah we good here Al. Come back tomorrow...🔥🔥🔥

@NobodyzJelly 8 ай бұрын

A prophet walkin home with broken bones and hopless tears, Approached a fork in the road, he paralyzed in fear “The signs missing, wait, when the fuck did I get here?” Ain’t a street, light in sight, the sun had long disappeared,His… eyes glowing iridescent in the darkness, The color of a bloody scene, rushin to his old apartment, “Wait?”… “The old apartment? Why we going there” Fore he could re-steer, the place already appeared, Pullin up, to them, Old grey steps, Where he used to slang some shit that had your biggest fiend impressed, He like a doc in the box, come get ya meds, Sittin right off fifth street, could give a fuck about a fed, shit, that’s the old days, and for a reason but, He can’t for the life of him remember what, “Man what the fuck is goin on” It’s like he stuck up in a mental rut, somethin takin over he can’t give it up, Recollect his vision and, what he see? Nothing but a long dark road full fiends off the deep end, His feet creepin, every step, drawing the attention of these people all the sudden want leave him lone Off rthym dialogue “Spare some change?” “no man, I’m tryna make it home, if you could give me directions bro I’ll throw you ten bones bro on my life I will bro” “okay okay I got you” So they walked along, summer heat, hittin prophet knew this dude a puzzle with some pieces missing, and Tried to ask him who is and where from, He won’t even look up, full hooded like a nun, He keep walkin, both, in their own disguise and For the first time, got to look him in the eyes Familiar face, his stomach sinking as he swallow his pride, “Wait, are you… no… no…” It was his brother whole time, He said “man, the fuck you doing in these streets. You could robbed or killed or even caught up by police, you know what the fuck they’d do you?” The brother shot a blank stare… and kept it movin like he didn’t care, But finally, says “ funny that you think that you make a difference. Cuz all the influences that you had on me were distant but, it’s nice to see the karma fist had come around, and knocked yo bum ass to where it should be on the ground, see. You let the money taint you soul. got in so deep you sold your brother down the river for some gold, but… the plot always thickens, cuz I ain’t your brother, I’m the devil comin for repentance”

@brothermicah176 8 ай бұрын

Isaiah 53 1 Who has believed our message and to whom has the arm of the Lord been revealed? 2 He grew up before him like a tender shoot, and like a root out of dry ground. He had no beauty or majesty to attract us to him, nothing in his appearance that we should desire him. 3 He was despised and rejected by mankind, a man of suffering, and familiar with pain. Like one from whom people hide their faces he was despised, and we held him in low esteem.

@duncyduncster 7 ай бұрын

I got these targets on my back I'm the hardest that's out back tarter to your plaque The marytr to get stabbed Starter with the flags Marker with the mags Stalker with the tags Got a lot for me to rap Got a job and dog and cat 2 on my own 3 with bre getting me right Taking time to do scopes Looking in for the light Booking time with the mic LMO got me right Fold em close and hold me tight Cold on most I fold on boasts that don't invite I hope this my time But time acts in spite I'm mustering these rhymes While shitting out last night's Might of a feast I had too many bites Might just go east and racks up some likes or maybe go west and knock out some lights Hold and confess the feelinga I hide It's kinda funny ain't it It's kinda- It's kinda funny ain't it That I ain't make it