FuckTheFeds Raps

[FuckTheFeds]

Re: ...Official New Dons Art...(Updated 2/21)

i post bars, i got expensive cars,
realest nigga in charge, no charge on my record,
so im flipin differnt measures, no like im a chemist,
nigga here to test it, bust u in ur mouth now u need a denist,
now lay down and rest it, cause im like the bestest,
maybe more then the restest, count it, now thats alot of presidents,
so im rich and u just a resident, thats fuckin treasure bitch,
like fuck the pot at the end of the rainbow cause every day i make in rainbow.
like money to the sky, power and the drive, no lie im higher then the sky,
like fuck another guy, cause im like no other guy, my words are fresh but urs are dry,
find me and a random drive by, shootin at that nigga who said bye bye,
to the world, cause i shoot him to the earth, talkin takin a dirt nap.
get quick and i move fast, if u try me u shouldnt of asked,
im more exslusive then a vip pass, like i got music that will last, others can not pass, there stuff is just trash,

[FuckTheFeds]

Re: ...Official New Dons Art...

look writin hard lines, find me on the coast flipin all the time,
what u sellin bo, im talkin 8 balls, hid in the the fuckin car,
ya bitch its that fuckin blowjob, that fuckin mean crime, im still going try, flip another dime,
drive by shoots all the fuckin time, thats just what it is i flip another qp then im back in buis,
u know what mean, and if u dont then u need to really see, matter fact dont look cause that nigga aint me,
i keep my apperance on the low, tell my crew go in and sell this blow, dont give fuck at the top of the peak,
im just lookin for what i already seak, that fuckin green, that fuckin money, bitch i got alot already just lookin for more,
never stop thats why im cookin it whole, thats right got do what a nigga do, bitch im better then ur whole fuckin crew,

[FuckTheFeds]

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im like a nigga with no arms, i dont write i make bars,
off the top of the head, i flip another brick till im dead,
i swiss cheese niggas like shreds, i got wonders about the bread,
like were it at cause u know what i said, if i dont get it then u dead,
i said it before so my word is in store, it wont be a chore, when i got a gun to ur head at ur front door,
o lord, this nigga dont care, real nigga for real, like this is the deal, give me ur money or u will get killed,

[Artille]

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Why is nobody commenting on Dons' lyrics? This dude is good. I guess people are just too lazy to read.

EDIT: Yall need to start giving feedback

[FuckTheFeds]

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i guess, but i really want feedback, even if i complety suck, lol i dont care just want to see how i need to improve

[astanfield68]

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dude these are sick props bro. really good flow ... even if u did try and come on my thread and diss me

[FuckTheFeds]

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i only did that cause i was bored, nothing personal..lol thanks for the props

[shbasketball12]

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damn....these tight. you should spit some over a nice beat.

[FuckTheFeds]

Re: ...Official New Dons Art...

damn....these tight. you should spit some over a nice beat.

thanks man, but i wish i knew how

[FuckTheFeds]

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i got guns on my arm, coke in my cloths,
i feed all the poor, got more money then the core,
all this crack u cant afford,snow in the glass and its summer and grass,
so im past all the trash,so i smoke on the kush and u smoke on the rags,
pretty boy fag, u gay as them fuckin drags,
bitch im str8 at those laids, so i get all the bads,
and leave all the hads, and fuck all the cast,
nigga i fuck all the cast, i got bitches among bitches u can pick one just make sure to tip one,
haha money come to me, cause i made her hit the tip, like she was worth a pick,
nah dont give a shit bought her, i get my owns round here, look around i see my self and nobody else,
independent nigga, watchin his wear abouts, smokin on his couch, tell my nigga go get the money pouch,
nigga dont come back till the job done, kill nigga if he want to try, grab the nine,ak, or ozzy, do ur duty,another story,
i got a book of tales, scary days on the corner sellin, cop try to make me a convicted felone, so i hoped in the caprice,
drove away fuck the police, got my tag number, what that suppose to mean trouble, car aint mine is what i tell him,
if they find me, but turns out im still rhymin, aint that crazy, got no record so im still blazin, im boomin on them streets,
im never loosin on them streets, im the teacher u the student on them streets,

[FuckTheFeds]

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ok tonights the night, get ur ass murderer no might,
i be rhymin with no mic, and i be murdin this shit all night,
so whats good u wanna fight, come on my thread and its a bite,
no dought im right, no dought i write, like i flow in all differnt types,
my words they drive, like they control what i might, do on a mic,
if i had the right, connect to get me right, then i would be sellin cds on the back bike,
hood nigga with a handlebar, talk shit jump off the bike and drip it, ur blood down ur face,
got guns by ur waist, like dont move or u might get replaced, or dead, like i warned this nigga about bread,
u fuck with it, and ur mother will beg, ur sister will bed, and ur dad will blead,
like what the fuck else, scary nigga in a mask at ur front desk,
ya may i speak to a manager, pull a pistol out, like this might be the wrong route,
but no dought, u already no what im bout, so i said put more cash in the bag,
tied up 10 ppl with rags, nigga i aint sad, i got my glad, a bag full of dead presidents is what they had,

[FuckTheFeds]

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look i rhyme all night, lifes life its what u make it,
take it, relate it, taste it, cause one day we going make it,
thats what i said, when im sleepin in this shed,
like life getin bad might as well be dead, so i looked at some weed before i looked how to read,
its just what i need, like i see what i see, and more money comes to me,
as much as i sell, the more the bread, so i got to be the top chef, so i had a pound sellin fest,
a round came more stress, then buttons got pressed, so i felt like fuck the rest,
took my buisness somewhere else, new tampa down the street from the presh,
walk down the street, all i see is real niggas just like me, like these streets aint no game,
if u fuck with them wrong they will tame, nobody to blame, like who cares who claimed,
iv seen niggas str8 get flamed, turn insane, real stuff real pain, thats just were i was born and raised,
theres animals out there, and most of them are trained,im just tryin to stay in my lane,
maintain a solid brain, never be afraid, always be awake, never let the fake get to my rank,
cause im over and above, and u lower and below, for now im done with this flow