My verse and remix of Kid Cudi's Man on the Moon. Check it out, give feedback! Lyrics------ I rhyme like Kid-cudis buddy Im like the rap games Chucky Comin for ya heads Ya betta love me Killen-the-rhythm Ahead of the enemy mentally every day its a wrap A fact my rap is phat LIKE BIGGIE IM CRACK Bring the beat back drink some liquor to ya liver While the flows I deliva give ya shivas Cause this aint Livin The life that we live in Isnt prewritten, improvised Open your eyes see life from a new light Tick tock tick tock You hit rock BOTTOM What-ever-it takes to get back on em The lord, The prophecy Wants YOU to rock with me And *fuck* Democracy And FUCK wacka flacka shiiiiit I am the one Who is on top of it Im higher then a rocket ship flyin top of the list get your rap game up stop checkin out your wrists cause you aint done SHIT im the kid with the wit a young misfit in his prime cause Im sublime im inspirational to all the cats who rap but lack the media. Believe me bra Im one of em BUT IM NEVER GONNA STOP Im passin you the rock you gotta stop playin that AUTO TUNE BULLSHIT my fist high startin new revolutions hat cocked back like im reppin fred durst Bizurk, My words Are slurred the cure Trigga finger (A) Speed burst Leavin kids in the past The dust, the dirt With nothing but my t-shirt on my back Guess I got a Nac, for. This motha fuckin rap war, absorbent like sponges Explorin like Columbus Endin with some lyrical punches... scrumptious. My punch lines and metaphors ...
Thursday, August 2, 2012
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CONTROL,
Metal,
PUMPING,
putting,
SPORTS,
SYMPHONY,
TRAINER
Kid Cudi - Man on the Moon
Kid Cudi - Man on the Moon Video Clips. Duration : 2.30 Mins.
My verse and remix of Kid Cudi's Man on the Moon. Check it out, give feedback! Lyrics------ I rhyme like Kid-cudis buddy Im like the rap games Chucky Comin for ya heads Ya betta love me Killen-the-rhythm Ahead of the enemy mentally every day its a wrap A fact my rap is phat LIKE BIGGIE IM CRACK Bring the beat back drink some liquor to ya liver While the flows I deliva give ya shivas Cause this aint Livin The life that we live in Isnt prewritten, improvised Open your eyes see life from a new light Tick tock tick tock You hit rock BOTTOM What-ever-it takes to get back on em The lord, The prophecy Wants YOU to rock with me And *fuck* Democracy And FUCK wacka flacka shiiiiit I am the one Who is on top of it Im higher then a rocket ship flyin top of the list get your rap game up stop checkin out your wrists cause you aint done SHIT im the kid with the wit a young misfit in his prime cause Im sublime im inspirational to all the cats who rap but lack the media. Believe me bra Im one of em BUT IM NEVER GONNA STOP Im passin you the rock you gotta stop playin that AUTO TUNE BULLSHIT my fist high startin new revolutions hat cocked back like im reppin fred durst Bizurk, My words Are slurred the cure Trigga finger (A) Speed burst Leavin kids in the past The dust, the dirt With nothing but my t-shirt on my back Guess I got a Nac, for. This motha fuckin rap war, absorbent like sponges Explorin like Columbus Endin with some lyrical punches... scrumptious. My punch lines and metaphors ...
My verse and remix of Kid Cudi's Man on the Moon. Check it out, give feedback! Lyrics------ I rhyme like Kid-cudis buddy Im like the rap games Chucky Comin for ya heads Ya betta love me Killen-the-rhythm Ahead of the enemy mentally every day its a wrap A fact my rap is phat LIKE BIGGIE IM CRACK Bring the beat back drink some liquor to ya liver While the flows I deliva give ya shivas Cause this aint Livin The life that we live in Isnt prewritten, improvised Open your eyes see life from a new light Tick tock tick tock You hit rock BOTTOM What-ever-it takes to get back on em The lord, The prophecy Wants YOU to rock with me And *fuck* Democracy And FUCK wacka flacka shiiiiit I am the one Who is on top of it Im higher then a rocket ship flyin top of the list get your rap game up stop checkin out your wrists cause you aint done SHIT im the kid with the wit a young misfit in his prime cause Im sublime im inspirational to all the cats who rap but lack the media. Believe me bra Im one of em BUT IM NEVER GONNA STOP Im passin you the rock you gotta stop playin that AUTO TUNE BULLSHIT my fist high startin new revolutions hat cocked back like im reppin fred durst Bizurk, My words Are slurred the cure Trigga finger (A) Speed burst Leavin kids in the past The dust, the dirt With nothing but my t-shirt on my back Guess I got a Nac, for. This motha fuckin rap war, absorbent like sponges Explorin like Columbus Endin with some lyrical punches... scrumptious. My punch lines and metaphors ...
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