LeSoul Beats

SUPRA TE

by LeSoul Beats

Here we go

I....
Yeah
Check the accent

Who the fuck are you ?

Verse I

LeSoul Beats, please take a seat
Fucking wannabe, I take the fleece off this sheep, see
Breaking Bad season 4 I destroy the lab
And I don't argue in the DMs rather send some Faxs (Facts)
Welcome to the rap game, you better adapt
You'd don't want smoke, this not regular is a dab
But not the first definition
It was me who made ignition to this fucking competition
Now you really gotta a mission
Sorry this a tradition a mother fucking
Addiction to make wannabes disappear I got deals with the mortician
I just prove you ain't the best, this is your exhibition
Think your music hard as a rock but im cold, attrition
I got a vicious vision and I got a big suspicion
That the bars you say you have are just some motherfucking fiction
What does LAB stand for ? LeSoul A Beast
But for you it stands for, local-ass-Bitch
Cause you're gonna stay local after all this
Like I said I'm cold, cause I Spitz
Like that, yo LAB, what's up lad, you rap? come on brah, is not about rhyming but rapping with no cap
9 years in this shit, you got 9 months
So it means that you're a baby and you're my son
How you're gonna diss me ? “What You Know About Me” ?
Only that I committed “Murder” with these “Pens” G
Honestly, hope you did do justice to the beat
But too bad you're already six feet deep
And you say you don't care about the clout
But then you say, if you win you want a shout out
Wow, what the fuck is that about ?
You might live up the north, but you're going south
I cannot put this on YouTube they don't allow rape
13 reasons you ain't shit, welcome to your tape
This is not a battle, this a crime zone
Man you acting like you missing a chromosome
You might kill yourself after listening to this
Advice: don't open you eyes if you wanna exist
There's no exit to this, I got you in this
No more weak little battles this real shit
You're going against a real one now, say you're the best one how ?
Shut the fuck up and vow down
You talk a lot how you plan to have a prime?
Im making moves but don't talk like a mime
You can stay or you can leave I don't mind
This my season, fuck a beef, don't got time (tyme)
But I thought maybe I can exercise this fine rhymes
But it seems like your bar just got high
I really fucking hate you SoundCloud rappers
How I knew that you new? I see it in your diapers
Your last opponents ain't nothing potent and now you know this
Tell your whole family I send my condolence
Im fucking crazy for success bitch I stay focus
Im Patrick B. And you the victim that I have chosen
It's funny cause, you're also dying by the music
And fuck your music, that shit for me is pure amusement
Im so abusive to the beat cause I really do this
If you think you're gonna kill it please stop assuming
Your ego probably kill you way before I do
I do this shit all the time, it's like deja vu
You're probably who is this guy, came out the blue
But I just came to feed my son, here's your beef stew


Verse II

Don't you you realize I don't compromise unless you're my size, you're full screen but you minimize whenever MyDo(o)m comes out, right?
Alright, now you really really trynna fight
“Bro” what why? Well I guess this is goodbye
I hit you like surprise like May-Weather up to July
Im hot on mic don't you get it my guy ?
But the winter coming and it getting cold
Coming out with 40's but no alcohol
I ain't Mario you ain't Luigi so it means we ain't no mother fucking bros
Dont bro me ain't no saint but I am holy
Don't touch me, I'm a master piece, you don't know me
Anonymous, I'm gonna destroy whole system
32 rappers and look what I did to them
Wow your really thought I was like this other rapper, from the ville I conceal these arms for these rappers
Get it, these arms when I rap, you're believing all these rumors, seeing one side like Fetty Wap
Ain't playing no games, ain't no motherfucking tokens
Hops-in the game, no shame, I must be on something

Im inmortal Bitch, put you on the fridge let you fucking rot
That is such a sick mind thought from a sick rapper like me bum
Fuck you career is done, look what I‘ve brought, you're half man and half Broad-
Way out here you are just an act, what you got to back that shit you be talking Misses Lab ?
You deserve slap for thinking this is your talent
Tell your friends not to lie, is not a good habit






Tell me who passed you the mic
And said that you could flow?
Point them out, bitch I wanna know
Tell me who pass you the mic (the mic) (passed you the mic)

Who the fuck pass you the mic
And said that you could flow
Point them out, bitch I wanna know
Tell me who pass you the mic

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