Rap eskiden güzeldi şimdi -18 yaş ortalamasi olduğu için guzel değil konuyu kapatin beyler

ananı kültürsüzce gibtim

Bunu nicki kurtcobain olan birimi soyluyo amk ergenmis kültürsüzlükmüs sen daha Lavey'i bile bilmiyosundur amk malı dinledigin rock müziklerinde anlam akıyo zaten amk begendigin nirvana gurubununda ergenlerin ikonik bi sembolu olması çabası burda gelip kendini bi müzik dehası gibi göstermene yada bi şair gibi eleştiriler yapmaya hakkin yok git o kurt cobaincigini dinle amk ergeni boylelerini gordukce dinledikleri o gitari onlara sokasım gelio once kendi dinledigin türü araştır burda the beatles ın şarkısını begenmeyisinin zekanı ve yasını belli ettigini sanıyorum zaten

"aaaaabiiiee pink fuloyt efso yeaa, firedi merküri yaşamış en büyük müzisyen yeaaaa, kurt cobain mi? of of" diye dinlediklerini yere göğe sığdıramayan, övünecek tek şeyi müzik zevki olan mal beyanatı. bunlara göre dünyada en çok müzikten anlayan kişi kendisidir.

bide bu mallar birbirini de kıskanır. mesela bi rock şarkısı mı beğendin? hemen ezerler "bi şarkısını beğendin diye x'ci (örn: metallica'cı) olduğunu mu sanıyorsun ::))))" diye. denyoya bak. bi şarkıyı veya grubu beğenmek için tüm grup üyelerinin özgeçmişini yalayıp yutmak, tüm şarkılarını ezbere bilmek mi lazım?

American kürdü ne amk ya ahahaha

Rap dinleyen insanların anasına küfreden huur çocuğu , kahpe dölü eleştirdiğin müzik tarzını anlamak için pembiş hayallerinden uzaklaş sonra gel buraya!!
Edit: ya ya ya ya sen en güzel
gibtir git buradan müptezel.

Sen simdi akp lisindir de

Boş muhabbet yapma amk ergeni kaybol herkesin müzik zevki kendine

(bkz: al sevgilim anne ol bununla)

adana böyle binlerle dolu

adam haklı beyler m/

Demisin ya hani o gibik sozlermi kurtarcak dunyayi diye goz yummakdan iyidir tepkini ortaya koymak kic ustunde yatmakdan daha iyidir senin sanal hayatindan daha gercekci rap beynin korelmis artik senin sevmessin anlarim ama saygi duy senin yapamadigini yapabiliyolarsa saygi duy, saygi duymak zorundasin ha illada anlamli sarki dersen yaz youtube
Saian-felegin cemberine 40 kursun
ac dinle dinle gercekleri gor, anla,kulak ver

Well, a picture can express a thousand words
To describe all the beauty of life you give
And if the world was yours to do over
I know you'd paint a better place to live
Where the colors would swirl
And the boys and girls can grow in peace and harmony
And where murals stand on walls so grand
As far as the eyes are able to see, ha
I never knew art till I saw your face
And there'll never be one to take your place
Cause each and every time you touch a spraypaint can
Michaelangelo's soul controls your hands
Then serenades of blue and red
And the beauty of the rainbow fills your head
Crescendo colors playin tunes
Man why oh why you'd have to die so soon?

Boy I need no halves and halves, I want the game in entirety
100 percent cut, no stitches required
Welcome to Detroit where if you get that promotion
Don't worry, man them bullets will still be at your ass firin'
I still call it safe, I would suck if I was umpirin'
Boy I hit the beat I just treat that shit like a diary
I'm offended if you hear my new shit and you ain't rewindin' me
Self made, I never needed your bail or a wire, see
I'm never callin' collect, I call to collect
My homie wanted a Chevy so I put my dog in the vet
Ahh! Plus I'm so loyal that that paper, boy, is all that I fetch
If the ball in my hand then the ball in the net
Bitch I'm the D, can't no offense dunk on me
I'm Mr. Big Shot, these hoes get drunk off me
I'm overrespected, my mama gated community's overprotective
So futuristic, I'm already over my next bitch
Reminiscin' on listenin' to 50 fifty times a day
Back when tenth grade was like fifty days away
Tryna get paid fifty ways a day
Used to put fifty on the layaway, now my closet fifty shades of grey
Twenty six and I done lived a lifetime a few times
From futons to Grey Poupons
In church tryna get a little savings, yeah coupons
I spit that A1 every day, I'm hittin' new primes
Now the stakes high, niggas surprised at the new lines
Or takin' down my number like "you still ain't got a new line?"
Nah it's the same, we've been laborin' for years
I know it took way longer than nine months, but fuck it, it's all in due time
I turned a blunt to a roach with dreams of bein' a Beatle
Don't want to, I need to, ya gotta learn to keep it cerebral
When you come up in a place where everyone got a piece but ain't peaceful
This is just part one, wait 'til the sequel

I sold my soul to the devil, and the price was cheap
Ayo it's cold on this level, cause it's twice as deep
But you don't hear me, ignorance is bliss and so on
Sometimes it's better to be thought dumb; shall I go on?
Yo, on the real, what the deal is a mystery
How is it I can live and make history?
If you don't see it then it, then it wasn't meant for you to see
If you wasn't born with it, it wasn't meant for you to be

How many y'all got criminal minded
You, you, you, y'all don't be blinded
Me, I got no jewels on my neck
Why I don't need 'em, I got your respect

KRS-One, twenty years I rock
I do it for JMJ and Scott LaRock, this hip hop
And we's a nation
Don't you want to hear more KRS on your radio station?

Instead of broadcasting how we smokin' trees
On the radio we need to hear more local MC's
Where you at? Come on, where you at?
This is the difference between MC'ing and rap

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