just lost my job yesterday. This beat helping me bury that shit and move tf on because I hated that job. I appreciate you LethalNeedle.

@davidcaldwell5420

Ай бұрын

Hopefully you're able to rise like the Dark Kight and become the best version of yourself. If they fired you, maybe your inner light was too blinding for them? Peace and blessings to you sir.

@PoetParnell00

Ай бұрын

lmao i lost mine too

@bosr6076

Ай бұрын

Get yourself a job that DESERVES YOUR TIME BOI.

@ebuviallinen

Ай бұрын

Grats bro, fk the job if it's not what you want to do

@jacobo703

Ай бұрын

Bless you

We in here lethal been waiting for that sticky icky. Nice drums n transitions g. Very dark feel on it. Perfect💨💨💯💯

Thankyou!❤️ the creativity your brain has to produce thousands of beats and continue to hit is amazing

Truly amazing 🙏🏾

I hope and I know we all hope you are onto BIG things! We have countless hours of amazing beats to rock to (break ya neck) I know I speak for all we hope the best! Bro people even copy your picture style and imagery. That is big! Heck sometimes I try to do it too. Bravo man 👏👏👏👏Standing O not a dry eye in the place 😁😁🫶

Lethalneedle the don! 🔥🔥🔥

Juste FIRE LN !

another level mind dude

EXACTLY WHAT I NEEDED

Great vibe !!! 👌

Oh yea that guy back cooking!!!

Bro we thought you were dead!!!! This is killer 👍👍

@nightgirlofficial

Ай бұрын

THA PUNS 😂

We patiently be waiting on the heat to drop I be on your videos everyday first thing I do is wake up and see if u dropped some heat to freestyle to bro keep it up lethal we love you brother ❤

SHEEEEEESH❤️‍🔥

Indeed.

I've been patiently waiting on a new Lethal beat and you know what they say about those who wait. Once again Lethal doesn't disappoint and provides exactly what is needed when it's needed. 💯

Yesssir

1 baby

Big fan man

Hard

I missed you agujaneitoooorrrrrr 🤜🏼🤛🏼

🔥🔥

Ur the beast

@Koltkaze

Ай бұрын

No, Eddie Hall is the beast lol.

🔥🔥🔥dope

Jus wrote a cool lil song appreciate ya

Back in the building 🏯this is that fire bro 🔥🔥🔥♨️♨️♨️💯❤️ Taking me back

🎉

Yo I leave marigolds On the burials Of my buried foes Grappling guns and smoke bombs, I carry those And all my hooks land like I was Larry Holmes I’m hunting a masked villain doing aerials Everywhere he go I’m in his stereo Haunting houses with scary groans like a baritone In a minute, he’ll be the next grave I visit Cuz the night never sleeps and the works never finished

@ABtheRealist

Ай бұрын

ts so hard bruh😂

@malcolmmalawi1025

Ай бұрын

Fire

@malcolmmalawi1025

Ай бұрын

Nah the work's never finished This is just the beginning not the end They can't comprehend What I'm cooking when up in the kitchen Catch em slipping Leave em spitting blood in the streets half winded Can't kill em though Not trying to be a murderer But they better not try me though Better not try my soul Push me to the edge then you bet I'm pushing back No gimmicks no limits No hoe in my system If worst comes to worst Then you better know I'm killing em Better know em drilling em Snatching their souls chopping em up in a ceil-ing fan I feel I am Will I Am I speak my kind I kill my kind Born sinner maybe I might burn in hell for this God's seen it I real-ly did try my best But these niggas real-ly just like to test Me, so I had to put the beef to rest Rest in peace to my enemies You won't be missed.

What happen it was too long, missed ya

That shit deserves a burial Listening to these vibes out the stereo Staring at my face like is it real A question or a feel I just let them make sense of it Like i aint know Ive just been bere before Known I am not one to fall I chill amongst the stars My soul torn apart Put it back to pieces The puzzle is misleading I dont need it Yo misdirection Yo unreciprocated attention Everyones telling me to run But they dont realize im the devils son If anyone should It already said and done Again and again A repeat of history You bitch are piss to me I can hear slithering And see the snakes Im the one behind With the flute Making them dance You cant connect to me With yo satelites Im out in france Potato in the barrel Now hes fried Peanut butter No jam Keep it loaded Or ill be dammed Thrown in grave A river of scams More like the blood of lambs Where i fucking heard them Its so disturbing The wordage When you look in The euphemisms The phases The fucking changes Of society Are we doomed to vacancy That only you and me can see This hell we escaping Heaven we creating Only we can make it Fry that shit up like some mother fucking bacon Id be forsaken If i was breaking Im at a position Where i gotta hold on to my emotions And authority over them Its called responsibility Accountability You should try it more often Maybe you’d have less problems Instead whats its preventing You to blossom You to educate yourself On the fixed mindset Of reality you lost in Got them boxed in Like a fucking mime Spitting rhymes Paradigms They try to penny me cuz i got five cents on me Cream Beam Lean Skrt Twerk Pop it Get it to work

Yo

Synapses I make tangents Put em in patterns To fraction your ranking Foreplaying hearing 4/8’s maintained then delayed it Coke for the blokes Babe grassed cuz she weren’t paid Lightweight I pay rent to the station Clicked the key in the picato and tangoed out the drive way Left leg in the right lane Fight the migraine I fold steel hammers layed out on a shite game Hi mate I gotta brass for your finance Insured that the gwalla comin sideways Fine then

In the shadows i lurk and see The ugliest of the ugly, Loving me is impossible I spread hate like a disease with no cure it Sure for it, i commit to be a strong person Overdrawn my lyrical ties seem to hypnotize any bitch with groove The cutiest of the cutey Dont fuel me im on anitger plain Rain thunder and storm Cause i see

Ima blow up soon yall trust the process

Tu tem sorte Que noixx é brabo nos pinote Fumando maconha forte Atividade eu sou rei me desliguei Liga na norte

Still waiting for a bad beat 👴🏾

Here comes your dose of lyrical smacks... A snack.. is what all of you rappers are to me, and that's facts... To be me is what your favorite rapper lacks... They're on their slow lane, and i'm going fast... So, Supa how did it all begin? Idk.. i once took the pen and dived in... Now i'm taking it far ever since then... How Many Men, don't even worth 50 Cents... Mixed flows, a cocktail ain't on your rappers menu... They know i'm up next so they fill up the venue... Don't play it rough, or you'll end up barbecued... Tough talk, but you're just.. barbie cute... Lemme tell you two things about me that u should know... First, once u make that back stab then don't call me "bro"... Second, I won't hate on people for no reason, for you... Third, i got a high view of bird, so don't play me and think i'm absurd... I've been knocked in dirt... But got up and told them to set the alert... Cuz i'm coming for everything that ain't been on my plate... Nah i don't play, it's about time my win would come, it's been late...

Io come un lupo nella notte che cammino svelto Cercando un punto di svolta oppure solo un pretesto Mi avvolge nebbia una coltre Mi rende un indigesto Ho modi per vedere oltre si ma all inferno Quindi che importa La morte l andarsene in eterno Se a volte le risposte sono amare il dolore in eterno Ho provato un sacco di ma volte ma mai sul serio Ho amate donne corrotte Ma un sacco belle allo specchio Tutte le vie sono rotte quando il carretto Che porti viene guidato da un empio senso di vuoto che é forte e non sai apporti E quindi dici fa lo stesso Tutti i rapporti vanno via scaricati nel cesso E quindi scrivo sto testo travolto da nostalgia Che sia un amore l eccesso Oppure un emorragia Che i sogni non li avveri se non dai una spinta Io ne ho perso molti ho perso la scintilla Tu hai fatto i capelli nuovi ti senti rinata che hai fatto la tinta É solo un altra maschera che tu metti convinta Sperando che rinascerà I sorriso di una bimba E con la scusa di una chiacchiera metti una spilla nel cuore mio che adesso sanguina Quasi zampilla Avevo amore adesso basta vattene tranquilla Ho buttato da mo la pasta Spero ti sei riempita Fumavamo come rasta sprecavamo l energia Quando il rancore ti sovrasta Chiedimi cosa va via Nel fumo di quest’altra canna io mi sento in funivia dove la vita si fa aspra ed ogni verità bugia Tu non sei più quella ragazza sei solo una brutta copia E pendevo dalle tue labbra Morivo nella tua bocca É una giornata grigiastra anche se il sole trabocca Ti ho cercata poi dentro un altra Ed ho trovato solo noia Morto sotto ad una cassa Succube di qualche droga É che io so come sei fatta Cerchi qualcuno che soffra Che per te indossi una faccia E che non venga mai più tolta Ho L ansia che mi mastica Come una gomma in botta Metto la tuta di ginnastica Anche questa volta Sapendo che non ci sarai alla festa tu sei fantastica ma solo nella foto appesa Che sa anche lei di plastica Resti in attesa Ti ho dato la parola mia che non ti avrei più ripresa Ma sogno che sei sposa mia e noi siamo in chiesa Ho perso la corsia Un giorno mi sei scesa E non sei mai stata mia Ma sei stata la mia scema Sta canzone é già finita , però il sentimento resta E non voglio che mai finisca perché ciò che sento scema Nel cuore mio hai fatto una bisca, ma sono io a far la galera, Scrivo una canzone trista , il pensiero mi balena Che forse un mondo già esiste dove tu sei più seria

I tell them be sensible / Me against them, that's a burial / They aint on my level, it's hysterical / Im thinking if it's ethical/ Kill my competition, they are terrible /