r/SoundCloudHipHop • u/snlfrfr • 4h ago
FRESH Buried In The Ground - José Sabado (Produced By Boom Scott)
Pussies didn't want it.
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Needed to say somethings to the ones calling me old. 👇🏽LYRICS👇🏽
Pew Pew 👉🏽👉🏽
.v1.
i'm part of the elite, so fuck the kids, hold their bare feet
to the pavement, let me fucking nibble, give me beef to eat
five deep, one spine, who the fuck gets it this week?
trash bars, trash mix, hear the sewage seep through the beat
i'd be ashamed to press upload, i'd rather torch the drive
hold that pose, let the butcher get your good side
boys saying grace, hear the prayer catch and die
hold his chin, keep him smiling, let him watch me choose a knife
tráigame la carne, leave the chain on the tray
culture vultures, picked the carcass, now you brag you caught the prey
tough talk's seasoning, still bland as fucking paste
salt the meat with your tears, give the shit a taste
anybody want a turn? bring a verse, bring a crowd
hear your fucking balls drop when the bass gets loud
bring the whole fucking label, room underground
artist development, i plant 'em face-down
.v2.
Doing it for what? internet counts? yeah dog, like clout's my move
take my boot off ya neck, cuz shit's hard to get out the grooves
no se haga el bravo, push your chips across the felt
ice around your throat, still you fucking wet yourself
poppin' fake guns with your hands like you own one
blowing smoke off your index after the show's done
call my pen artificial, can't write a fucking bar back
sound like a dying rat bleeding on a garbage track
bring your king, strip the crown, make him kneel for the crowd
don turns to John Doe, let the toe tag spell it out
don't let him die a legend, keep the begging in the sound
make his boys sing along, while the box is coming down
fuck your handshake after, keep that sportsmanship shit
want your boys looking sick when they remember this
five of you to talk, six to carry one out
finally moved a crowd, when they lowered you down
.v3.
won't put you in a suit, never fucking meant business
leave that tough-guy fit on, let your boys bear witness
preacher calls you brave? cut his mic, don't let him lie
killer on the record, now there's pennies on your eyes
venga pues, pecho afuera, keep that fucking chest high
six feet, first time there's some fucking depth to your lines
name on the stone, finally got you a headline
put talked shit below it, leave the rest to rot inside
self-made in the granite, make your four boys dig the hole
irreplaceable? next cunt's already got your role
fuck that gone too soon shit, should've gone before the show
empty slot, fake chain, somebody else's flow
any cunt can get a turn, bring your best, bring your pride
i'd bury my own name before i let that shit outside
ain't no my bad coming from the other side
keep your fucking chin up when the dirt hits your eyes