The Fugees - "Fu-Gee-La" (Instrumental) descargar videos gratis

187SicknesS

Lol these fools

Robert Zanders

f*ck the braini gotta use intuitionall these niggas wish they had my skillsI'm comin for the hill like i'm Lauren, Floor'n,yo pass me the blunt and get my biscuitso we can kick it in the mourninCuz everybody knows my flows be ashy coldya girlfriend, stare'n at my d*ck through the windowMack the Don bust shots like a free-throwand there goes ya neighborhood hero :/

Taran Kutia

fucking wack freestyles

James Crawley

He got shot in the woods and farted/So hard... it left, his cheeks parted/Needless to say... he's departed/But the estate he would leave, got the beef started/Daughter sucked judge for weeks and freaked on him/Tryin to get the claim and property deed on it/"Well sorry, but that's not, up to me darlin!"/His son forging signatures, ducking police departments/High on roxy's/he already got a half mil from deposit boxes/Ex-wife/Step-mom was watchin, clockin/on the other side of the lot, parkin/All in the darkness/for one of his offspring to get caught larking/she had her mark/and her largre grin showed she knows the target...

Prophets Of Rock TV

This whole song...Lauryn's verse is still NICE

Naeem Tull

Child of the Sun, guerilla tactics is the means by which I get things done, A young Sun Tzu taking my enemies soul like Shang Tsung, I swear I be the truth like a new age KRS One and I do what I gotta do if it gotta be done, I spit something light for your mind just to enlighten your mind and I walk tight on that line just to stay out the bind, I am Supreme Naeem and I come with the scheme so if you rock with me we can live out our dreams...

Rudolph Himmler

Some people are real, and some people they fake it. Some people have no worry, While others feel they'll never make it. There's some that don't believe and some that pray to god to save us. That's why some of us bust guns til the undertaker takes us. So I ask myself, Why them make law that only try break us, Why them give us crack and show video that only try to degrade us. Give a brother a felony and tell him to get a job, but him can't get one so him end up going back to rob. It's just an incessant cycle that's designed to hold us back, keep us trapped, and future generations repeating the same act. But its time to break, and the only way it break, is if we man up and stop making the same mistake.

Steven O Connor

With the real plants while i make yo bitch dance10 Bands exchange like concentration campsIm sick of these homies talking shit about me not having greenI got deadly moves like a god damn marineYour minds a latrineCause all i hear is bullshit on your rhyme schemesIm Hitler in this rap gameTyga you a hipster in the rap fameLil Wayne you a pain in my ass maneNiki you a bitch get yo ass trainedLil B remember im derangedIll shoot you point blank range

Ricky Watt

They weak an they crawl / they pour a tall order / but can't drink it all/ the walls got ears/ life isn't fair/ curse ya self when the bless one appears / desperation Knox life's like no one hear/ til u going down in a casket no one cares/ the hearts of iniquity / the devil wears prada / w/ a mini skirt & won't stop kissing me/ take out the pulp no fiction/ watch him as he roots away/ no listen to his misery / carry ya own troubles back to the bottle let me pour u double/ slip up the secrets of ya home/ rumors get unfold/ u expose/ ya nakedness shown/ just thought u should know

Jorge Aguirre

I'm like a freight train, with no direction and no tracks, I'm train wreckI flow till I got strep, ain't close to death but when I am I want it to be quick and painlessLike feed me some pain killers while I'm dying on my death bedI'm like "f this" shorten up my Things to do Before I Die checklistMy last words will be me Twitter tweeting and some edits up on RedditAnd make sure this stuff stays available online when I embed itI don't wanna hear nothing about expired proxies,like my whole existence was online and ya'll are just a bunch of #oxymoron 'sFeeling great about yourself one day and then hating yourself the next, drowning yourself in some OxiClean and CloroxAnd then end up on the Headlines like Drake, cuz they knowYou were full shit, so you mistook some cleaning products from some DranoAnd you mistook Dory from Dorothy, so instead of "Just keep swimming" your trying to get "Somewhere Over the Rainbow"And I'm lying next to you cuz they told me whatever floats your boat and now we're in the same boatAnd I know how to flow but this shit leads to a cascade and we're headed to the epitome of darkness so that explains the lack of our halo's

ze dash

The Fugees - "Fu-Gee-La" (Instrumental)

ARGjuanchy

i take it only for underground use.

GriefReality

Moziqo gotta use this - ownresurge

Dietric Williams

Cats claim to carry more weight than Jupiter's gravity/I call out their fallacies with the capacity of a Sadducees/then watch em' burn from the palace of the papacy/because Francis and I roll tighter than tapestry/While you're passin' me in a state of denial/I'll deflect your Heat and defect 23 back like Ohio/I'm so vile/from the notepad or the Vaio/desktop, tablet or even freestyle

Yosef Amaryahu

Cease the red dragon im stabbin'deep in ya heartmount zion is where my destiny startedbut now im parteddeep in the land of the lost loss soulsstill tryna find themselvesthrough religions instituted by mani don't take no for an answer infectin' like breast cancerepidemic flows thermogeniccausin' instant sweat terrorist threats so they keep on the radarlike navy ships take short dipsbang on beats like bloods to cripsi go on and on like Gladys KNight and the pipsskip skip over critics wicked sadistic mystiquewith the style i send comprehendtryna find my wayback to Mount Zion but im blurred brain fryin'from all the heat im catchin' to my intellectbreak through the sweat it's warwe at the verge of a battle so girls stop movin' ya rattlerode worlds saddle too long im stuck in the killin' fieldsfightin' my way back to promise land with much contrabandhaters trespassers will be hungfrontin' like friends but ain't down with Black Na-tionit's the return of Mount Zion

cyrusrecycling

I need the instrumentals for the mask...can you get it for me...anyone...please

afrikan08

I am like a animal encaged a slave enslaved/A corpse being lowered to his or her grave/My ancestors chanting and they are demanding/Nothing but peace I see them every night as I pray before I sleep/One eye stays open because death is always around/Trying to make me one with the ground/He is a silent killer like an assassin who carries a gun with a silencer/Life is a bitch but there's no reminding her or rewinding her

waltinho bugatti

show , muito bonito...

Yosef Amaryahu

As I take notes From the smotes Of reality Tryin' to better my mentality Reality Is a tainted dream it seems Everywhere I go Im marked like zorro 3 strikes and I'm goin' fourscore too sore Cuz I ain't heal the pain That society dwelled within The hearts of men Turned black as coal soul Gone like Blackheart Its never to late to start over never sober Drunk on wisdom Take another sip of Jamaican rum Thoughts go numb For a second then idea Speaks to my braincell Intellect reciting what I recollect From philosophies and anthropologies Sayin' they sorry But still no apologies Strategize every move I make shake The demons Lurking When I recite I make mountains Tremble like earthquakeNo sake From the elite They ain't never satisfied Collide with the forces of evilThe evil that men do Stuck on ya more confusin' As ju jitsu Brazilian millions Of civilians Lost in the cold world Diamonds and the pearls While little boys and girls Learn to be grown ups young Hung Out on the street takin each Right and flip to wrong Listen to the worlds of the songImprovise if ya hittin bong Vibrating ya mind With sounds of a gong O ooooo lalala

Yosef Amaryahu

This world I used to call.home But now I add another chapter to the tome.Mind blown in another time zone That's not of this earthAin't got no worth Folks braille as Ray actin' all x-ray See through Stop believing what the feed you Social.media Still.playing the same tune But on a different melody From hoods with rocks To g's packing glocks Hanging with my coterie Its apart of me The hood where I'm from Destined for tragedy Htown be my city So many gritty pity death Waits for no one so gone Head be a sho-gun Ya meet downfall tryna Impress whoever I'm too too clever Learn to make my own rules Lay my vocals on protols Skipped school wore thin cables as my jewels Bullied by the system But I fought back with a strong jack Now sitting with my back Against the walls in a cell 24 with L Shouting for freedom But no one can hear me yell no bail This life is hell Bastard child who took the wrong Turn Now feeling the fire Starting to burnFugeee oooo lalala 

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