Westside Gunn x Griselda | Dark Boom Bap Type Beat - 'Melting Point'

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I heard that this beat is the most wonderful beat in the whole entire earth.

Get on knees ×3
Battle me please
The Factor is them trees
So just Breath
Yah can't give you anymore then u need
So they cut n burn em as they please
The bribery is the Greed
In fact
All You Politicians n hollywood actors on your Feet.
Trying to be something there not
Stop Don't front
U let your lip lock
Crying everyday about what u dont got
Always calling on the cops
Trying to stop the Everyone in the Neighborhood Blocks
Whatcha running for
Dontcha know
thy lord got more in store
Crashing in
Never Wondering or wavering
But coming for
For all you glory whores

this is just....

Jveux m'auto détruire en moto auto dans les mains
Moi je vie d'amour
Je vise tous le monde
On Fake tout les compte
Le vice m'accompagne jusqu a l'outre tombe

I see lyrics thought I would share.

So official no whistle, A Japanese stamp
Stay fed and making more bread it's me and my Van De Kamp.
This Shine Sprites equivalent is ten thousand lamps.
And you couldn't cut her on, even with a thousand amps I'm.
Over the bullshit watch me skate of the mega ramp.
As I enjoy the spice of life you'll find me where the flavors at.
Pull it out the pouch into her mouth tell her savor that. Flowing with the force the rebellion thinking that Vaders back.
Less than or equal to,
No I'm where the greaters at, and join me or die the phrase you'll find on my raider cap I'm.
High in the sky, inside a glass elevator that, shot up out the factory bringing the peoples favorite back.
Melanated man in one band swear there's no stopping us.
A clan of Sun Eater Bearing the Higukami Kaguras. Thinking back on school I wasn't on of the populars. Now everybody and they mommas watching us like Feds with Binoculars.... Hook comes.

“Never pushed a key,
Low and behold, hold it where holsters keep composed, dirty mf, out the mud like compost, might pro
Pose, a chance against me
Is a time to get poster
Ized ,
Wembenya, screaming out Yah
Holy Ghost Inside,
This what I meant when I said
That I talk to Ghosts,
Other side embedded, so D’evils
Wanting to keep me close,
Hook, line and sinker,
Thread and needle,
Sewing up the game like a Singer,
Never fabrication,
Living in a loophole,
My lil thoughts keep on pacing
Escaping deep contemplation,
Combination lock to the game,
Mind holds the key,
Won’t give up the code,
Ace, beaten and bloody
Lately ain’t feeling lucky”

I freestyled to this and it was immaculate at least I think so 😏

Smoking til I'm nauseous
Flyer than a cockpit
I'm just being honest
I've been running like an ostrich

Ahem, BOO-BOO-BOO-BOOM

pushing -keys'trokes
looking mean😡
when the beat dope_
dont spin the rock ,thats what
weed foe,you a fiend
you get iced☠️ like jewelry,
this Mic'd beautifully angelo🖌️
scribble stoopidly
pen puking ,
this sum looped in me, sentence
sutra the sorrow
tryna live in the moment while
we build a better tommarrow
stick ✍️ sending hollows👻
this aint a pistol this a pencil
get boggled,
strap to your head🔫
and this aint a : goggle
circle round your eye
crossed hairs
but i boxed you,
if its a fade, then i botched u,
serraded n chopped u,
Ramsy with the blade
but it's
sharp to acost u,
u carnal bish im spiritual
electric_lee
shock u,
electric
Lee sock you
Rock Lee
you get brocollied
vegatabled tryna box with me,
im racing thru squares🚬
like
you got bumped up like a camel ,
called for smoke now you raspin










mutagen mixed

syfed for your sewagery,

Damm this a vibe
Can't tell you the last time I felt
this alive

ALL I KNOW.
THA MELTN POT❗️❗️❗️
GOT THA EAZT,
RUNN'N THROUGH MY VEINZ❗️
(KILLED ME TO $EE MY NANA IN THA CAZKET❗️🩸 BUT IT WAZ ONLY. I AN AUNTIE. WHO WAZ LOOKN AFTER HER❗️
FK THA REZT❗️❗️❗️ FAKEZ❗️)
$TILL HAD THA $AME REACTION.
I HAD.
WHEN THA HOMIE.
DIE IN FRONT OF ME❗️❗️❗️🤷‍♂️
NIQQA. I JUZT LAUGHED. (THAT. WAZ TO $TOP. FROM FEELN ANYTHN ❗️❗️❗️)
YO JAWZ. TELL A JOKE❗️
🌊🦈🥁 WHORE THINK $HE $CAPE'N.
BUT WE GETTN HER.
ON THA ALLEY OOP.
WHEN I GET BAQ❗️
$TILL THROWN MY CREATURE A ZIP.
THAT $O HE $TILL ON THA $AME TIME.
IM GONE ❗️❗️❗️
CORLEONE, MUTE. $ILENT.
HE WHIPE CLEAN.
ERRY BULLET.
THAN WHIPE IT AGAIN ❗️❗️❗️🥁😡🧤🗣
WHAT CAN I $AY?
IM REMINISCING ON HOW IT GON LOOK.
WHEN IM LOOKN DOWN ON THAY BODY❗️
YO.
IM FROM THA MELTN POT❗️❗️❗️
I CAN B IN CALI TODAY ❗️❗️
CHICAGO TOMORROW ❗️❗️❗️
I BRING MY PIECE FOREVER.
IT ALWAYZ GON B WIT ME.
IN HELL ❗️❗️❗️❗️
ONLY TOLD YOU A $LITHER.
OF MY LIFE ❗️❗️❗️👹😡
CUZ IM REALLY.
BOUT TO GO $LIDE.
$LIMIN ON FOUL❗️❗️❗️
YO WHATZ UP.
WIT OREGONZ RODENT INFESTATION PROBLEM⁉️
IMA KEEP IT A $TACK❗️❗️❗️
YALL NIQQAZ FKN WIERD ❗️
IN THA MELTN POT.
IT $O MANY DIFFERENT TYPEZ OF CREATUREZ.
$OME WAY MANEYER THAN THA OTHERZ.
ALL EATN EACHOTHER ❗️
THATZ PART OF THE GAME NIQQA ❗️
OUT HERE.
ERRYBODY WANA PRETEND PLAY.
BUT THAN WANA CRY OVER AN O.D. ($HIT HONESTLY SO FKN COMEDY)
YO❗️
IN THA MELTN POT.
NOBODY GIVE 1 FUK❗️❗️❗️❗️❗️❗️
BOUT A BODY❗️👹
BUT ON GOD.
AIN NOBODY MUTHAFUKN TELLN❗️❗️❗️
OR THATZ THA NEXT BODY DROPN❗️
YOU GONNA HEAR THA GUN$HOTZ.
INTERRUPT YOUR TELEVISION $HOW.
AN ALL YOU GONNA YELL "GOD DAMNIT ❗️ I COULDNT HEAR THA BEZT PART❗️❗️❗️"
NOW YOU KNOW.
WHERE JAWZ. THA REAL CORLEONE.
COME FROM❗️
YO ALL YOU IN OREGON.
$OFT. LIKE BUDDER❗️❗️❗️
CANT WAIT TO GET THA FK OUT❗️
B AROUND.
R E A L.
MUTHAFUKN KILLAHZ.
IM THA ONLY KILLAH.
YOU GONNA $EE.
WALKN IN THIZ MUTHAFUKER ❗️
CUZ IM FROM THA MELTN POT❗️❗️❗️
NOT $OME BUM FUK❗️MOUNTAIN RANGE. FK OUTTA HERE ❗️❗️❗️❗️❗️- JAWZ THA REAL CORLEONE

Bpm?

I step to the mic with a lyrical twist,
My rhymes are sharp, like a fencer's wrist.
I'm spitting double meanings, I can't resist,
In this rap game, I persist and persist.

I'm a rhyme magician, I make words levitate,
I'm the rap conductor, no need to debate.
My lines are complex, like a locked gate,
With double entendres, I elevate.

I'm breaking it down, like a wrecking ball,
My verses hit hard, like a cannonball.
I'm the rap maestro, I stand tall,
With double meanings, I enthrall.

I'm a lyrical sniper, I aim to thrill,
My rhymes are like fireworks, an explosive skill.
I'm climbing to the top of the rap hill,
With double entendres, I seal the deal.

So watch me as I rhyme and flow,
Double entendres, that's the way I go.
In the rap game, I steal the show,
With every verse, I let it all glow.

Sinister, sacrilegious and sanctified
at the same time
Similar to the Sun i was sent to shine

cual mentecato,
matando el tiempo que me mata,
voy predispuesto,
bailando el agua hasta la parca,
no me arrepiento,
mientras que miro como sangra,
en prosa y verso,
buscando el chute que me falta!
capricho de ego,
el 'yo' y mi Dios están de farra,
y yo a cara perro,
fumándome to' como un mantra,
y follando a pelo,
hasta que el vicio escampa,




[...]

noticed who spoke wrong on me i get it ill play zombie not even acknowledging brain dead but honestly i peep the energy i see why you follow me coughing on clouds and broke promises just promise miss this is just this im just missed down n the slumps where the only dreams that come true you probably wish wouldn't hiding under a blanket like i just couldn't what you didn't understand unplanned moments made me this miss im just this i hope you fall off i hope you drown but don't die i hope you, scream and no one hears you cry i wish you the worst signed ag

det•on•ator
organs 🎹get
escalatored
climbing like clef notes this just a cliff note
this from the lymph nodes,
aint a lozenge scribble scripts ✍️with a pencil,
this isnt stenciled this from the mental
making moves like telekinesis, antenna on your head 🔫thats a folicul_this aint:
a thesis,this from beneath this:
on the beet like a root _underground
like my peeps is
ancestors roar through my phsyche n storm _, astrial warm, hack into
the past and perform

One of the sickest beats I've heard in a while. What do I owe you for this one? Gotta murda this!

Increíble 🙏🏽. $?

I hope she yells, in E cell, block B12

Recorro el ático el cuerpo estático...

🤒🤒🤒

Rangez vos rêves, je parle de réalité
la où la barbe fait flipper et où les jeunes sont agités
La où la division des classes fera de vous et moi des cas
La où les caves sont des apparts
et les femmes sont des papas
Il y a cette fille de millionaire qui ne connait pas le mot je t'aime
et finira par se foutre en l'air
avec les millions de son père
Ya toute une ville
Qui ne peut plus dormir tranquille
Depuis que Jean Marie et marine ont fait du chiffre en avril
Ya cet amour qu'on ne connait plus
Ya que des filles nues qui nous tuent dans n'importe quelle pub
Ya que taxes des tox des fonds que l'état a détourné
Ya que des tas des tos et des mensonges à la TV
Ya plus de peine, mais que de la haine dans mes mots.......

mine"

Idk what it is, but that "round about" off beat( only to the slight) is so killer. This is filthed up with grime ma boi

mid beat ad is fuckin wack

This type beat actually fits the production styles it says it does. So many producers straight cappin out here.

ufffffffffffffff

I chose to leave most of it behind
To pursue a life of living through it blind
With sand in my eyes, acting like I’m back in black, with some bad in my eye

So you can count on that
Fuck a surprise, I wanna get mad
Make some widowed mums sad
When I empty this mag
Come sunrise I’m still after the bag
And that’s no plot twist
That’s my life, I’m on the grind
Till the sole of my shoes split
I move slick, sleeker than houdini did
You ain’t gon see a thing

Maintaining a front my image can't be ruined,
I don't buy liqour i do my own brewing,
Talked to the man in the mirror seen improvements
I won't blame the devil it was my doing
Im going mellow yet im the hardest in the music
Working on the art i adjust the canvas
Im the one smoking joints in campus
We used to chase them now i tell them you cant have us

my flow poetry

maybe one day yah mutha ah notice me

until that day come...

i wont go to sleep

i was takin bong rips with yah hoe this week

orange juice

mushrooms

and strawberries

Rhyming my meditation no medication
The demonstration
Divine thought to manifestation
I’m Just trying to be creative
don’t be a hater
When it’s all said and done
i might be your favorite
I might be your neighbor
Burn a pound on the porch
You can breathe the vapors
They talk a lot
tryn to plot
But im thinking acres
They chasin thots
Im a paper chaser
I got plenty flavors
No thank you
I don’t need your favors
she just love the vibe
I don’t need to pay her
sweet love remind me of a young Anita Baker
We know
we both do our thang
so she know imma see her later
Waking up like
got to go
We got to go oh oh oh oh

A rose for my rows stumped by bernays
Failing to win
ls how l prefer to spend my day
lt's not you it's me
l've fallen and can't get up
Hollow fang is barking in the library
Hallowed ground is home base
l don't care where you go
But you can't stay here

With each passing day I feel more alive but less human

de que quieres que hable si hemos crecido en el ghetto, rodeado de lacras adictos y traqueto, tu eres g en ese vídeo acá lo son el tiempo completo, producto pa las calles es mi contenido neto, y lo canto de a neta, hágalo no prometa, no consumo cristal y siempre me enfoco en mi meta, sepa si algún día la cumpla, pues pa salir de esta jungla se bien que esta de por medio la cárcel o la tumba..

HARDDDD😔🔥🔥💯💯

Sick

your beat are free or is pay??

Dope

🔥🔥🔥🔥🎼🔥‼

Una alma errante, camino por mi zona, vista monotona, varios locos bien clona.
Maria la juvilaron, cristina es quien los controla, puro loco piraton por mi calle el baisa rolan.

Desteoncha esa cola, entre el bombo y la tarola, derramó frases con estilo aunque te joda.
Broda, todos esos los hacen por moda, yo sigo amando el rap y en el ya derrame mi blooda.

Te pego, te tumbo y si quieres te levanto, no soy igual a esas lebas, me diferencio entre tantos.
Falsos, haganse a la verga que no vengo despacio, mis versos te transportan a otro tiempo, espació.

En este pedo, tiene que estar altiro con su negocio, se que soy ese morro que se la llevo bien recio.
Y no es que siga de necio, mas bien sigo de nocivo, y por esta vida loca, cuento, escribo lo que vivo.

De lo que vez, a lo que tu crees, no confundas lo que es, las cosas no son como las pintan, perro que pues, este mundo te fastidia hasta creer mas no poder, pero la vida es prestada, y no para que vamo a hacer.

Que le vamos hacer, el reloj no para y no se puede retroceder.
Asi que wey, ya salgase de esa nube, viviendo en la nostalgia y no avanzar, yo ya ahi estuve.
Y me mantuve, fresco, en el barrio, firme, respeto para todos mis waynos.

Siempre una caguama en mano, escribiendo rap, o escuchando desde temprano, empapando la cultura

Las calles hablan y el diablo las controla, tengo rato diciendo que quiero estar a solas.
Se dan cuenta cuando salgo, retumbo la bocina con un beat sucio si quiero decir algo.

Broken boy and henessy that’s one hell of a recipe, perfect combination for some broken hearts and tragedies I hope that there no casualties im burning all my bridges like them bitches soaked in Caroline avoiding accusations consequences I just swerve between, but lately i been havin dreams bout how somebody murdered me

I read the fees in Portuguese, speak em in Korean, while I'm fleein, left the scene unseemly didn't seem him, I'm in the ceiling, peeling the skin off a grape, rattlin sick freestyle in just a take, one n done i run for fun, fr wait, oop you're late, laid out played now, I'll be around can't stay now drowned on loud we fade out, heyyyyyyyy holla

floatin on in
what can i do?
jus shoot an steal
what’s all this sin?

an existential darkness;
from within
so let the light speak
for all your fears

zero remorse for any of these folks
i got em locked
poked an the money in the drawers