Whats good!
I made this track couple of months back but never released it.
So yea click the link below to download it and be sure to leave your feedback, thanks!
Verbal Murderer (Freestyle) - Arzee
Download link:
http://www.4shared.com/file/141317992/f79d3350/Verbal_Murderer__Freestyle_.html
Lyrics
I'm on my grind man 24-7
Spittin live from the city of cocaine
You feel me?
I'm the massive fam saviour son
Imma put my fingers in your eyes then make 'em bleed
The satans on the mic I'm burnin every track
Sinners suffocatin cuz the heat of my lyrical attack
Niggaz getting famous on the net by ridin on dicks
And we keepin it live in M-I we fuck the police
I kill mcs son! don't get me wrong
First i sketch em with pencil then kill wit punches in my songs
Funny how some niggas claimin all this and that
When I fuck their wives on my every single track
The streets want me back cuz I'm the best of the bests
Now I'm freezing on the block cuz of the ice on my neck (uhh)
I'm speedin to the top like in the cross rallies
And the industry is full of fakes they like silicon valleys
Been 4 years for my turn I be waiting
And these niggas like bed bugs they be patiently biting
Black Maserati coupe you can picture me rolling
Living the ghetto fab son you can picture me balling
I'm dope on the block you can ask about me
I'm like air to this game it can't live without me
Stuntin is a habit son I glow like candles
You fuck with Arzee and Imma leave you strangled
I made this track couple of months back but never released it.
So yea click the link below to download it and be sure to leave your feedback, thanks!
Verbal Murderer (Freestyle) - Arzee
Download link:
http://www.4shared.com/file/141317992/f79d3350/Verbal_Murderer__Freestyle_.html
Lyrics
I'm on my grind man 24-7
Spittin live from the city of cocaine
You feel me?
I'm the massive fam saviour son
Imma put my fingers in your eyes then make 'em bleed
The satans on the mic I'm burnin every track
Sinners suffocatin cuz the heat of my lyrical attack
Niggaz getting famous on the net by ridin on dicks
And we keepin it live in M-I we fuck the police
I kill mcs son! don't get me wrong
First i sketch em with pencil then kill wit punches in my songs
Funny how some niggas claimin all this and that
When I fuck their wives on my every single track
The streets want me back cuz I'm the best of the bests
Now I'm freezing on the block cuz of the ice on my neck (uhh)
I'm speedin to the top like in the cross rallies
And the industry is full of fakes they like silicon valleys
Been 4 years for my turn I be waiting
And these niggas like bed bugs they be patiently biting
Black Maserati coupe you can picture me rolling
Living the ghetto fab son you can picture me balling
I'm dope on the block you can ask about me
I'm like air to this game it can't live without me
Stuntin is a habit son I glow like candles
You fuck with Arzee and Imma leave you strangled