In The Air Tonight

No matter if I bleed I make my own lines so when the heart beats, it leads to the right rhymes
Purple clouds turn grey, when my man smokes weed, he generally brings out my only pray
And I go hard for a man who burns like a chimney
We can burn the world down if he can feel it all in me.
Life’s full so I ma hate it in the worst way
Run a war with the world and I ma start it with this first day

I’ll fly like a kite so to keep the fears tight for the end of the light
Hope for a warm night holding on a palm tight keeping my calms right
And I wanna warn now, all who keep their heads bow
Straighten up for this life so to respect your arms now

It’s crazy when it rains and it’s hazy when the wind blows
Somebody’s getting shot with no honours and only god knows
Walk with a death wish if you wanna hold tight
Keep the fear from the fall to keep your sole bright

Some kids live in misery, choosing guns for luxury
Giving pumps for the bumps and looking D’s for the surgeries
Some do the hard way and some win with their lucky charms
Some fight for their dear life and some fall by the heavy arms

God knows what boils in my head
It’s a woof of a million Rottweiler’s that some dread
My homeys in the hood getting hold on a strong desire
They know I don’t rap, hell I got balz to spit fire
And I try my best to bump off my anger when I unleash my thunder
Living on an easy road I try to catch the toughest waves when I wonder

A heart full of misery and a mind full of history
I ma gonna go war life and I ma solve this mystery
Hell’s up on my way so I wanna know a lot of things,
It’s like the rivers flow but the water sinks

Eagle in the dark sky flying with the damaged wings
Keeping the clouds low to maintain its staggered links
A Kid in the war, learning to survive and guns raining shells but his innocence is alive
Lines in the field trying to divide but it’s a war for an end even god can’t revive

The cell is like hell and the ages just can’t tell nigga
None can stay same so the change can be felt nigga
My homeys are raised on some other shit, none can sell nigga
It’s my privilege that I can feel from them what they felt nigga

It was a bullet from a barrel of devil that went thru my homey’s temple
If I could travel time, I would unload that gun and it‘ll all be ample
No haze, no liquor can take me high and make me drip quicker
Pain is the best crack to get back to make the haze thicker
No guns, no hocks can ever help my hands to break some locks
I got a mentality that is ruled by my third eye so be ready for shocks
My heart an’t weak and my mind is Mystic River
The flow is slick and the its depth can make some shiver
I ma hustler and I hustle hard
Ya can never defend if u can’t guard
Somebody somewhere don’t want me to drop
Some shit they were involved in that they can’t pop
They think they are locked up from the shit they can’t cop
They should have known that life an’t a free ride that they can hop
I haven’t made myself all alone in my streets
My homey were always involved in all my deeds
So don’t bring their name up in the shit u do
I’ll bleed for my thugs no matter if you are [you know who]
If You wanna play games then you gota learn to ream
It’s gota be a war if you can seize against a real being
You know that I have seen a real dream
and I don’t give a f*** if u got a real team.

Vitruvian Snake

I burn better then lava and I stay humbled when I learn
I am colder than ice but I am better when I burn
If ya find a body burn then just know that I did it
If ya see the guns flow then just know that I hit it
Don’t wait for the moment to get u, ya should poof that
I have done it all and I ma still do it and do that
Don’t stand in the line waiting to hoof back
Nothing’s for free ya gota pull the trigger to woof back
I ma hard nigga who struggle goddamn struggle type
I don’t wait for shit to go loose; I get loose to make it right
I don’t wait for the help; I can drive my pistols to start a fight
I ma go deep sleep before I sleep but I won’t die tonight
Death is like a dream and it comes like some river flows
The soles I lost, I can sense them every time the wind blows.
Nothing sounds right to me
So I pray the god to show some light to me
If it’s easy make it hard if it’s hard make it quick
I would deal what I deal just keep the fuel for the wick
My man made me hard to drop down a tear drop
Running down like the sparkles from a fountain of old prop
I can’t convince ya that I am running a hard walk
Its always a battle for battle but when u loose they all talk
I blew an ounce of weed whenever my brothers fought
I made my shadow learn for me whatever the streets taught

I live in an empire built by my ancestors on grounds of loyalty
Snakes don't fit in and neither can spiders where love pumps royalty
There got to be a freedom town inside locked down with no keys and a mind to hide.
I might have changed if I am changed but I can still bleed for my nigga even if it’s a hell’s ride.
Never say I ma be a damn snake, I never been a snake that feeds on free cake
Don’t remorse and never ever fake cause I ma be there as a team right before u wake
Shit is getting high and rewriting my damn fate
But I ma be here trying my best to make it percolate
Don’t be any me; I know there are many ‘me’
Go ride high but always keep a foot on the ground like da only ‘G’
A mouth full of misery and lungs full of haze
I know I ma go lose some when I go win with my pace
Ya know that jail is hell so I ma always puff my lungs with damp weed
Tell my nigger to bring me the finest shit that makes the amps bleed
I ma nigga who can only be slayed with a special blade
Put a hock in my face before u drop ur clip to put me under the shade.
I ma be high and I won’t be lying so give me the word and all be fine
Cause with my next rhyme, I ma make sure that I bring back time.
Gota flip when ya drop that clip and let it drop till the last drip
Guns are louder then thunder but the words can make the storms slip
I got the eagle’s eye and my man says never play the game if ur senses can’t fly
I ma be a Vitruvian snake if the times say die, I ma marry the life or else won’t try.
Little kids changing to men and the men turning to kids
So be a strong contender or ya be sold by bits.
I ma phantom nigga puffing on heavy joints
I don’t make theories when I got all the points
Gonna get the world now thinking the world stays mine
Faggot, that’s a dream and I ma change this time.

Freestyle

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FREESTYLE RAP BATTLE

Dj hits for 30 seconds but I bought him with some coke packets-

So borrow balz from somebody and swing with ur tennis rackets.

Don’t think I ma hear his music, I am here to bite you-

till you start to cry and feel like da fight’s thru.

Wait any longer and your legs will fall and you’ll start to crawl-

I ma hit your roots to wipe you like da great Berlin wall.

They don’t do any more fights facially.

So if u planning a return then u can suck my basically.

Don’t use your vocabulary against me.

I make oxford think when I use the damn mind of G.

If you’ll bring your backup, it will stay in queue-

Anything you think against me will be used against you.

You said you got soldiers, hell- bring them too-

I’ll knock anybody whose stands between me and you.

Did u mention an army who looks pumped by steroids?

Hell they look like the fella’s who been raped by deprives.

Don’t think I jump with the clips in my basement-

I fling them out in open fields with full amazement.

Step in and bring your damn ass, real cheesy, I’ll flip it real sleazy-

It an’t easy, my punishment is not severe it’s too greasy.

U wanna rock, I ma rock ur brains and load em,

When I be ready, be comfortable to get a hold man.

When I shout, ya won’t get down with ur luck hack-

Ya be in trouble with my punch attack and ya know ya can’t dodge that.

I been a problem, still I ma be a trouble ya get that-

Before ya even move, ya be blow and ya can’t bet that.

Nigga go pee, hit a nigga like a MC-

ya got some style but ya still can’t pop it like G.

Smoke the hood then smoke ur Dutch-

Race ur turbo Beetle but make sure ya blow the clutch.

Ya don’t wanna be like me, selling crack and busting back-

I know u like being me, stayin high but yo cant f*** stack.

Leave me alone, don’t follow where my shit goes, I an't missing pimpin hoes-

Smoke ur widgets and knock ur foes, for me u an’t a bitch, ur like da damn sows.

Im used to be called a dysfunctional bastard-

I ma pump ur ass like I always pump a dastard.

Don’t say my shit is whack, I know its passé-

But the truth is out here and ya be chased by a Nazi.

U won’t know when I steal so why to search ur damn pockets-

I will toss ur shit-head roots out of hood like da NASA rockets.

If Ya c me in da club,

I carry double colt so u’ll show me some love.

If Ya c me in my street,

I ma be ready to drive my M16, ya just bring some heat.

Ya c me in your street,

I be holding my AK now nigger get ready to get beat.

Then come to my bed,

hell I sleep with a RPG that won’t bleed but blow ur head.

After all this ya can check my grave,

I will sleep with a Tommy G and never be a slave.