still new to audio, so dont hate.
underground hip hop, instrumentals, real hip hop, Apple Pie.
I havent been making beats for THAT long, but I think I have a natural gift for it. So before you leave my page like "Oh it's some whack amatuer", just give it a shot and peep a couple of my tracks.
Story behind the song
my cousin and I. I spit first.
Lyrics
risk the façade, a gem but my crystal is flawed
sniper who can fire in the thickest of fog
listen to God, were all even, but my writtens are odd
I rep Area fifty one and transmit from a pod
sickness is raw, stab your arm and twist till it’s sawed
a werewolf who can construct fist from his paws
till the picture is drawn, wont stop till your bit and your gnawed
transform to lochness and drag you into a pond
finished…your gone, so go shimmer in fright
I just released my first single…”Sinner’s Delight”
I put on a mask to ransack a village at night
And smoke the chief’s peace pipe while I’m killing his wife
my spit is precise, haters can hate it, lovers can love it
but while you walk on land, I’ll always hover above it
special, the gods’ best, not to mention your mom’s vexed
I’m a mother fucker like Oedipus complex
yo, i can bust it on command
from the california streets, where they do hand stands
on thier skateboard decks, to collect thier checks
showin off for broads, so they can give em hickeys on their necks
yes, i stay fly in this robot hood
and i used to mark up canadian maple wood
with a pink on my right side, blue on my left
a cute face is a must but yo, as for the chest
the minimum requirements baby is nothin less
then what this skatin transformin horn dog is ???
yes, i school the posers, can't mess wit me homey
i like my boobs like my report cards, C's and D's only
so show me, see if ya bubbles make my head bobble
i aint the best, i bet i'll make ya bed wobble
the springs klink, ?????, get you mad geek
then skeet skeet, spring a leak and leave it on ya cheeks
