-GØD-

1 year ago

if this is fast rap...... then my whole life was a lie 🙄.....jk

Mizo

1 year ago

beat name: Wokeup (Free beat) lyrics: hmm let's rap like a fast rap ohh checking it but i am baking a cookie get em but i am dumb then I"ll play hookey get em like how I am checking em I am breaking a glass someone fixing em I check my result and i pass I got lucky duhh I am sitting in a chair dumb like a dumber more dumb that his ass I am sicking and i always use pump to make my tire work like how the workers work someone beat a shark in the dark I fork the clock like some one is dead on the floor uh uh uh checking my back so i didn't get stab by my enemy who is always wearing cap get em and somebody will shine chopping it all the way for my line the car breaking the spars the same way as it's going away pick it and i will be levitating baking em all baking em all baking em baking em baking em all baking em baking em baking em baking em baking em baking em baking em flow oh digging it up all the way for my legacy get those rhymes for my therapy happily bad to be lag of me bag of me i got daggers free checking my bag all the time so that i can know that i got the things I need sleeping in my bed and making my lyrics rapidly looking in my mirrors so that i can know that i am ugly (take breaths) let's go back to be checking my money get em all and someone or somehow or maybe somebody will come here get em like bull bull oh it's COOL COOL devin you should be dabble like babbling or scrabble like table checking it but i am always faithful uhh now it's going to BE FAST yoo FAST PART:When I'm bringin' a bag and wreck And I put 'em up inside They grabbin' that bag Then I'm burglin' packin' a bullet in Runnin' and choppin' you better get down When I'm packin' a bullet I'm gonna commit Back to the burners Although you already know my name Come and chop it if you know Supersonic on the mic I'm an incredible killer Kill 'em then I'm packin' it but, oh no But then they go berserk When I'm grabbin' a gun When packin' a bullet Whatever your name nothing can be stoppin' me But these here with the, "bro, no." Leave me a gun and I'm 'bout to sever the camera Better it down no witness digging it up all the way for my legacy get those rhymes for my therapy happily bad to be lag of me bag of me i got daggers free checking my bag all the time so that i can know that i got the things I need sleeping in my bed and making my lyrics rapidly looking in my mirrors so that i can know that i am ugly (take breaths) let's go back to be checking my money BANNGGG