Rap Fame A&R

3 years ago

Hey @bandaidgang! Thanks for sharing 'EyeSLoW' with us! Your vocals are the perfect volume, nicely done. You're not quite on beat, we suggest workin on your timing a little. The beat is fire, good choice. Awesome energy in your delivery, well done! Just a few little things and this track will be there, you got it! Submit more music for feedback from us, we'd love to hear more! All the best, The Rap Fame Team

BandaiD GanG

3 years ago

I'ma wolf, in the streets, on the sheep, I survive on my feet when they sleep, I don't eat 9-5 on the beat I'ma beast, god's gift I'm the prize up the heat, if its beef, watever a keep me alive, no sleep till I eat, the more harder i grind No sleep till I eat, the more harder I grind Money over everything, yea, that's all that's on my mind It's really cheese over beef, but I'ma squeeze, when it's time qEither his life or mine, is enough reasons combined Gotta trap nd stay strapd, for every dollar I find Polices narcotic breach, can't wait ta charge me wit crimes Recording on beat, it bring peace ta my mind Turn sublime to nirvana, that's been keeping me fine Keepin my back ta the wall, it help keep in line They cant keep me from tryin, got the heart ofa lion No sleep till I eat, the more harder I grind No sleep I eat, the more harder I grind Money over everything, yea, that's all that's on my mind It's really cheese over beef, but I'ma squeeze, when it's time Either his life or mine, is enough reasons combined Gotta trap nd stay strapd, for every dollar i find my whole life, husslin the streets, clutchin the pipe I aint discussin shit type, only rap you get from me, if you hear me bust on the mic shit i write nd recite, my gon bars snap as hard as a dovermans bite I'm up for i fight, but I'll still a uppercut lil buddy goodnite in reallife, a soldier wit stripes, from longrange a aim it nd snipe like a theif in the night, ill creep while sleep nd reach for ya life get no sleep, tryna cut up a decent slice of peace of mind, been on my grind, laws tryna read me rights, nd gimmie time i jus read in between the lines, nd pray god a send me a sign for the time ta leave this behind, until then its more money ta find respect, IMA die fo trust a friend, less than my rivals name of the game, been survival believe in god, jus not the bible dope bars, i rely on r,e,a,l you cant lie on profit off of, wat they get high on undeniable, i provide for the bread, white wheat or rye im the prize, the bullseye, is wat my eyes on like a runningback, to the pie cone answer it quick, like hello, when the money callin, ona andriod or a iphone eyes low, driving slow, on the grind hoe try find dough, without getting, followed by the5.0 eyes low, clutchin the toast, slidin fa my dough biscuit, 2 piece combo, 100 round drum like a bongo keep money on my mind so, trappin drugs is how grind dough re-up it pronto, wit a vato, in cowboy boots nd poncho fuck a friend, i dont want no part of those products sold nd watever other crime exposed, they prolly fold im grindin solo, posted at spot, jus tryna make roll while cops patroln, block stay stupid hot, cases like common colds jot lyrics carefully, ta wake up who sleep, nd ain't aware of me aware of who care for me, dont care wat think, if you wasnt, there for me stay in yo lane, dont mess wit me, poking the bear, nd i respond aggressively tryna outlive the life expectancy, projected for me, and protect my legacy jot lyrics carefully, cook on the beat, season it peppery heatrock ta melodies, about probations, street cops and felonys raise up my pedigree, give it everything, till there ain't shit left in me trap and rappin my specialty, and that's my gon be my legacy