Silencer Freestyle
grand opening my note pad by the bed rolling no grass what a feeling it's like putting a rubber band around a whole stack. making a killing assassinate your flow fast lord willing. U got to know that all in how my pen been moving besides that I can't win for losing or do good for doing Soo bad. In still I go mad why cause I lost all my old pads. Never really been to a studio but my room thats was my home lab now all feel is a cold draft from looking up to what other f inlks had. My mind stuck on a broke past looking back it felt cool to be living in low class. That what kept me aware them nightmares had me scared of the dark I stayed awoke sad took shortcuts from school I feared them young rugget peers a start in that known trap were they sold crack its a mystery I make art that would pairs your heart got to stay aware in be smart same ones that knew the OG's knew how to let they toast clap probably from somebody u never would know about was no haps I said it like it was something special and couldn't hold back knew the roues like I created a ghetto road map ooh snap my flow strapped. Its hundred round drum in the instrumental just want crack the ground shake when it bump in the truck make u feel like u on smack the way it be numbing u up I fold tracks like cover that be warming u up. like a fullclip my pen filled with ink I pull it out draw like I load the gat see the target then aim right where the pro's be at. maintain to music that get u high u dont have to blow no gas let my got to be prepared for streets if ain't in no gang then u ain't gaining no pass. Sometimes u gotta handle your scandal and pick up your own tab
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grand opening my note pad by the bed rolling no grass what a feeling it's like putting a rubber band around a whole stack. making a killing assassinate your flow fast lord willing. U got to know that all in how my pen been moving besides that I can't win for losing or do good for doing Soo bad. In still I go mad why cause I lost all my old pads. Never really been to a studio but my room thats was my home lab now all feel is a cold draft from looking up to what other f inlks had. My mind stuck on a broke past looking back it felt cool to be living in low class. That what kept me aware them nightmares had me scared of the dark I stayed awoke sad took shortcuts from school I feared them young rugget peers a start in that known trap were they sold crack its a mystery I make art that would pairs your heart got to stay aware in be smart same ones that knew the OG's knew how to let they toast clap probably from somebody u never would know about was no haps I said it like it was something special and couldn't hold back knew the roues like I created a ghetto road map ooh snap my flow strapped. Its hundred round drum in the instrumental just want crack the ground shake when it bump in the truck make u feel like u on smack the way it be numbing u up I fold tracks like cover that be warming u up. like a fullclip my pen filled with ink I pull it out draw like I load the gat see the target then aim right where the pro's be at. maintain to music that get u high u dont have to blow no gas let my got to be prepared for streets if ain't in no gang then u ain't gaining no pass. Sometimes u gotta handle your scandal and pick up your own tab
Hey @robertganaway, Thanks for the submission, let's dive into some feedback for 'Silencer Freestyle'! 💥 Using headphones will cut out the feedback and really help the quality. 🎧 Good flow here, it really adds some sauce to your track. 🎶 You're voice syncs up to the beat perfectly, nice timing! 🌠 Yess, we are liking this beat with your bars! 🎼 The overall quality is pretty low, try changing some things to improve the recording. Keep practicing your craft! Every track you make is going to get a little better! We can't wait to hear what else you got in store! All the best, The Rap Fame Team 😎