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Heat

Salute from brutal music fam chop RECORDS is slammin

Pero que beat tan loco tengo que romperlo escribire algo xon esta obra de arte

damn thats fire

Beat go crazy

Incredible!

fire asf

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Bomba 🤯

insane beat bro

Que beaton, hermano 💥😵

Pow pow pow pow pow pow pow pow pow pow pow pummm!!

Dope!

crazy beat my friend!!! it has the vibe!

Fire yo 🔥 subbed

i never wanna hear a " such and such type a beat"...but yo, i downloaded and got on repeat like madd

💎💎💎💎💎

Epic.

this beat is crzieness

Ayo😤

Jesus Chris

Ima do some with

Nice bass

ta re cheto ran

😬🔥☠️

I love this shit ‼️‼️‼️‼️

uma beleza

the simplicity is Perfect This beat Knock frfr

10/10

see now i can write to this

Ty Farris would kill this

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foda mano!!! 🔥🔥 how mutch ? Salve do Brasil !

Did track to this beat

clutch a vice, Come at night, Run and hide, Stuck inside, Sudden plight, Cut and slice, Puncture twice, Punctuize, Sudden strike, Punch ya eye, Once you die, Done goodbye.

Moob deep nas

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Premium quality 🚀

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дом с приведеньями, где, под мефом, демоны, где мы, да и сколько времени,

I do a classic in this beat!

woke up to a paper chase, stuffed about 10k in the safe having a great day, safe to say it’s in a safe place, out with some hoes & they gone do just what a player say, i’m not out the game, im here to stay, with more vibes around me then a day parade

Yo u leasing this beat man?

Is this beat for sale to use for commercial purposes?

Bro this beat is so fucking sick is it cool if I make a song and post it I’ll give you credit and everything

My stargazing confuses astronomers, why are flames left blazing when you know the heat out of the metal makes a Phoenix look like an icicle trickling down, brittle is the symbol of your moniker/ Swift use of a sharp utensil, we’re drawn to your pad so if you sense something sketchy than don’t be surprised if we come out fully on your monitor/ Ghouls fully spawned, spiritual condition increased our ambition now the distance is christened, leave necks broke at our move on the decks, if you throw out a king than the queen will be the next pain harbinger

altruistic mindsets Ancient money dialect time is money so im wise about where my times spent awaken from the projects ghouls get your mind swept under pressure this time he didnt turn into a diamond living on borrowed time so when i talk i dont take more than five breaths

Do you have a ghost in your house then It must be me haunting your house 🏘️

Look, Piece by piece, Sheet by sheet All written for purpose So wise words would purposely Vibrate in mind & open lids consciously So many ways to operate astonishing Imagination helped create what I put honor in-E.L

By midnight-light The moon was full Alone Along A road That leads to nowhere Full of fear Everything Grew dim In the dark The only thing left Was the beat of my heart All Alone in the fields I had to pause, Something inside Me Wrapped tightly its claws There stood a house So subtly steeped Almost concealed As if Fevered deceit Just A faint vision At the top of a hill Like a dead man's dream, somehow still But alive With windows-like eyes Black and cold as the night An older thing Than older souls Would or could ever suppose, A sunset surreal But something unright But it was so beautiful, In a porcelain white As I Dredged up, a feeling foreboding Slowly crawled up Gnawingly growing The house it awaited Standing stiller than Silence As if it were Vexing Beckoning Me "Come In" I could not stop, A funerary procession My feet in the mud, Pressed onward pressing One foot to the other As shovels though digging Six more to meet It, The distance Completing Smothering Any chance I had of Retreating I was defeated Uncovered At first, The door Was Larger than Life A Dark hardwood-Onyx Carved by heartless knife Like a mortuary Table's Flat indifference, Cold to the touch, Signaling Severance A mortician's bride's Last dying moan The door gave a creak That someone was Home It seemed smaller now, from an inside view Darker than I at first knew Old dust was gathered Like Chalk-lines On corpses, Shadows slyly slunk Across abandoned floorings As the moonlight pouring Behind My back Receded I knew there was No going Back Till this deed completed I crawled up the stairs Leading to darkness They creaked and they crooned With each booming step Slowly subsumed By silence's Dooming Death At the top, Was a room The last on the Left As it drew near I could coldly see my breath And I heard Something... Something, something Surge way down below It was waiting Waiting to Take me Somewhere Unknown Somewhere Alone Alone In the room was but a mirror Appearing to peer Back at me Clearer and clearer Mysteriously Casting, As if asking, "What do you see?" In my reflection On further inspection I saw my last moments And my transgressions All of my hopes And all of my anger All that I loved and much still yet stranger Had come to this moment Now nothing could save Us My face was gaunt Paler than pallid Tombstone, my eyes milky and squalid Ashen bones Awaiting Cremation This was to be My Final Destination It had come I had come at last The time was here The time had passed I knew what to do I had always known This was to be My Way back Home I took up a rope Heavy with mildew It had waited ages Just for me To continue, My journey To give it a purpose To give it a use For we both knew Any such reasoned truth Was but a ruse And illusion The only thing that mattered Was The Solution They'll find my note Here The Last I will write Next to what remains Which time will erase Next to the man Who has no Face Mr. Nobody Mr. No one Who lived all alone In a house full of ghosts Including His own Hello from the Ghost House.... Hello, Goodbye...

looking out the window theres a family of three two kids one mom baby is looking at me both are drinking caprisun under the fucking sun

I dont find your insta bro

Took a trip to hell and back come back hella tan I had my spot reserved got my just deserve now I’m posted like a cenotaph, black n white keep it plane simple like telegraph.h (Ding!) These rappers punches hit hella flat n they wonder why I won’t Bella a man for a feature nah ur rhymes are wack bro never that.