This is a banger. Its Young MAC Snap N Roll, i recorded this on my laptop webcam again, but it sounds straight, better with headphones if you ask me. Im trying to get studio equipment for my laptop, so hopefully ill have that soon. LYRICS: Swag turnt up, got my shit on max paper on deck, got racks on racks I’m so raw but hard like crack im the truth, thats for real, its a simple known fact i stay real, most ahh y’all jus fake catch me in the beamer err day straight baked i go hard, tell me what you got to say but if you talking shit, you better bring it to my face i don’t play and ya boy stays deep catch me wit my team err day smokin green i go hard and my whole cliques mean and i kill so many beats, y’all should call me murder scene bitch i spaz I’m the truth y’all fakin i kill beats they shoulda left me in the basement murder in the booth, off rip, i aint patient rap wit a machete so get ready call me jason ughhh bitch, you see the way i do this i kill these fuckin beats, every time, I’m fucking ruthless shit I’m spittin like I’m tooth less and y’all can’t walk in my nikes, try emm on, see if the shoe fits my rhymes so hot the booths lit i stand in flames and still spit with flames at my feet i blow piff if you think that I’m scared, bring your whole clique cuz i do this shit and i aint never ever runnin i don’t care, we can do this in public bitch i bust and i aint stopping till the gun click goons wit me so i don’t even need a gun bitch I’m, I’m the shit, watch me do …
#EpicSunday – School’s Out & Summer’s Here! Here’s a little welcome to SummerTime Song. DL LINK: hulkshare.com WHO HAD THE BEST VERSE? #EpicSunday the Mixtape Coming soon! Lyrics and Order Below: [L-Co] Ok summers here now I’m thinking clear On the right path and it’s still Fuck math Life threw dirt on me and I refused to bath Let this filth build up I’ll unleash a Wrath On everybody, so beware Cause you all can get it like universal health Care Welfare Reform we on Flash light at night I Strike somn real crucial nigga I’ll put an end to you early ellipsis Rip this, mic trying to make the cut like slit wrist Might, bestow the blank lives of you nit wits Santa Claus I don’t wrap I Give gifts Sly, be honored if you hearing this …A driving force with a maniac steering this So Move or get stampeded Soup Kitchen flow serving all who needs it I’m a pro like the month before may Alpha nigga nobody before me Rollin with some wild hogs raging boars Brotherhood I’ll Kill for em like message boards Now pause, like something belong to Paul Here to clean this mess just gimme a call When your in distress I’ll be there Run the city nocturnally I’m a nightmare Haha Rofl Clever I Rep that city where heads get severed For being ignorant and lame as hell Black from the hood so I’m bound to fail But fuck the statistics and odds against me Ask your self do really wanna go to to toe with the demons in me God damn got racks on racks on racks WTF is that I don’t know I’m something like shaq on …
www.facebook.com Featuring Roll up, Party on 5th Ave, The 900 Number, and Rack city. @nhrockmusic!!!!! I did this mix for Jack And Jill of America, The Essex Hudson Chapter in the spring of 2012 for their Spring Tea modeling event. This event Featured Designer Clothes from multiple Lines. Many Celebrities and Big people in the Modelling/Clothes industry will hear this!!! my first gig sort of… I dont own this music.
Official Remix of ‘Racks’ by YC & Future. Lyrics: [Chorus] Got campaign going so strong Getting brain while I’m talking on the phone Spend money when ya moneys this long Real street niggas ain’t no clone We at the top where we belong Spread lean rozay patrone Smoking on thousand dollar worth of strong When the club outta here its on Got Racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks Got Racks on racks on racks Got Racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks Racks on racks on racks Nigga hating me ain’t even tryna hold back Got a crawl outta my garage Got a condo down in the stars I’m geaked up off them bars Got a car I don’t even gotta park No keys push button start She ain’t a dime I won’t get hard Got hoes that need a green card Say I’ma dawg but I don’t even gotta bark Got swag that bite like sharks One hit I’ma knock it out the park Trap beating so goddamn hard Got Kush, Got Lean, Got barre got remix hard as scale Got bricks don’t need no scale I’m plugged in with the mail I’m part of the cartel Got rerock ain’t no cling 6 two hundred for a nin Then fuck it all up on jeans I’ma true religion fiend’ Got bands in the pockets of my jeans Need a kickstand way I lean Promethazine fiend Stamped on sprite and lean [Chorus] (Wiz Khalifa) Racks on, racks off See that blonde strip when my hats off Looking at my rollie, bout 30 grams what that cost, Smoke like I’m in Cali, f-ck, take a flight, i’ll blast off, Niggas talkin tattoos, we should have a …
This is a model of a clothes rack, with clothes hanger and rack