(Alphabyte):
Just another day under the sun and I'm pushin kickin,
The sweat is drippin down my back where the tape is missin,
I was always into shove it's nollie switch I'll stick it public,
Big spinnin til the brim of my shins has dents in it,
The grips rubbin from every flick I kick flutters,
Every tricks butter smooth I'm sick brother,
My shits gutter ain't no clique gotta,
That spits like six shottas,
I kill it hop on a board we play with letters to score,
Just like in basketball horse come on and follow my force,
I'm rockin out on the courts I'll hit a manual to scortch,
The pavement, track and of course I've got a pack on the porch,
Word to Eric Koston, Chis Haslem the homie Auston,
Who kept me into this awesome culture broke me out my awkward,
Phase but it's a common calmin wave,
And I'm beyond it on this way my honors gone but karma's gained,
A stronger armor heart of pain,
A pair of slim fitted, some fallens, the trend fit him,
I'm all in my sense missin it's callin the grand pitch is the bottom,
I land tricks you ain't got em I know your triggered I shot em,
Your toes touchin I got em it shows look at the gravel,
My flow flicks and it travels it's so simple my handles,
Are pro this isn't average I know you listen your habbit,
Exposes limps in your balance you need a cane but the count is,
All of those days you amounted you took the pain then you found it,
Stored it away as you shouted because your judgment is clouded,
Foggin its way to the bottom you feel that weight? It's a lot an,
I take this pressure with honor I need a breath like a bottle,
I need a breath like a bottle I fuckin struggle the motto,
Keep Pushin fuck it don't follow make your own luck never coddle,
Life isn't tough it's just hollow it isn't worth livin auto,
(Angry Orphan):
Loose trucks
No fucks
Hittin big nuts
Nollie tre flipping like I’m HOP been on a tour bus
Loose trucks
No fucks
Hittin big nuts
Nollie tre flipping like I’m HOP been on a tour bus
I Keep it pushin
Hope the Bushings cushion
Tricks I’m squishin
I’m fuckin cooking
Ollie shovit
all the kids are lookin
No Rodney mullen
Cause my stance is just a little crooked
You steal my line and you gone watch you fuckin board get tooken
I’ll push a mongo mongoloid into a BMXer
I’ll beat your ass you hold the queue up you can’t take the pressure?
It’s skate or die like we had come prepared with tailored stretchers
Laughin at the kids who dropping in with pairs faded sketchers
I’ll catch a bus I’ll skate the spot whether there’s cops or not
Cause I don’t give a fuck you’ll catch me dippin through a parking lot
The Consequence an afterthough when all I wants to make it pop
And nothin really matters but the fuckin grip that’s on the top
We used to go out after school and get ourselves in trouble
But we’re always pushin keep our bearings out from in the puddles
If we got em wet the step that’s next is ridin on the treadmill
Skate or fuckin die like we was trynna beat the final level
Loose trucks
No fucks
Hittin big nuts
Nollie tre flipping like I’m HOP been on a tour bus
Loose trucks
No fucks
Hittin big nuts
Gotta keep it pushin like the fuckin rule of two does
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Aye bro I’m rockin wit ur music! 💯 Got a new up 2 when u got a sec
ok, I love the farside(vibe)
(Alphabyte): Just another day under the sun and I'm pushin kickin, The sweat is drippin down my back where the tape is missin, I was always into shove it's nollie switch I'll stick it public, Big spinnin til the brim of my shins has dents in it, The grips rubbin from every flick I kick flutters, Every tricks butter smooth I'm sick brother, My shits gutter ain't no clique gotta, That spits like six shottas, I kill it hop on a board we play with letters to score, Just like in basketball horse come on and follow my force, I'm rockin out on the courts I'll hit a manual to scortch, The pavement, track and of course I've got a pack on the porch, Word to Eric Koston, Chis Haslem the homie Auston, Who kept me into this awesome culture broke me out my awkward, Phase but it's a common calmin wave, And I'm beyond it on this way my honors gone but karma's gained, A stronger armor heart of pain, A pair of slim fitted, some fallens, the trend fit him, I'm all in my sense missin it's callin the grand pitch is the bottom, I land tricks you ain't got em I know your triggered I shot em, Your toes touchin I got em it shows look at the gravel, My flow flicks and it travels it's so simple my handles, Are pro this isn't average I know you listen your habbit, Exposes limps in your balance you need a cane but the count is, All of those days you amounted you took the pain then you found it, Stored it away as you shouted because your judgment is clouded, Foggin its way to the bottom you feel that weight? It's a lot an, I take this pressure with honor I need a breath like a bottle, I need a breath like a bottle I fuckin struggle the motto, Keep Pushin fuck it don't follow make your own luck never coddle, Life isn't tough it's just hollow it isn't worth livin auto, (Angry Orphan): Loose trucks No fucks Hittin big nuts Nollie tre flipping like I’m HOP been on a tour bus Loose trucks No fucks Hittin big nuts Nollie tre flipping like I’m HOP been on a tour bus I Keep it pushin Hope the Bushings cushion Tricks I’m squishin I’m fuckin cooking Ollie shovit all the kids are lookin No Rodney mullen Cause my stance is just a little crooked You steal my line and you gone watch you fuckin board get tooken I’ll push a mongo mongoloid into a BMXer I’ll beat your ass you hold the queue up you can’t take the pressure? It’s skate or die like we had come prepared with tailored stretchers Laughin at the kids who dropping in with pairs faded sketchers I’ll catch a bus I’ll skate the spot whether there’s cops or not Cause I don’t give a fuck you’ll catch me dippin through a parking lot The Consequence an afterthough when all I wants to make it pop And nothin really matters but the fuckin grip that’s on the top We used to go out after school and get ourselves in trouble But we’re always pushin keep our bearings out from in the puddles If we got em wet the step that’s next is ridin on the treadmill Skate or fuckin die like we was trynna beat the final level Loose trucks No fucks Hittin big nuts Nollie tre flipping like I’m HOP been on a tour bus Loose trucks No fucks Hittin big nuts Gotta keep it pushin like the fuckin rule of two does
#KeepPushin' by: @Alphabyte
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@Alphabyte I don't know why you ain't #HoodThreat bro. Cool beat but the flow killed it👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾