Never Truly Cared Freestyle
• Written by DND
DND's Notes
Ok so i know most of yall dont really be listening to the song, you gotta get ya credits I get it, but my song not actually bad and would appreciate if you would check it out. have a blessed day - josh
IG- @92qjosh
Twitter- @92qjosh
Last airbender bitch i’m stepping out my element
I don’t promote violence- but you niggas left me no options
I go head first-
imma let it rip straight through your noggin
Fuck yo talking bout - niggas don’t play with guns
Fuck you keep boasting bout ----
My pen little nigga - Got a nice edge,
With a full fledged rap
And I pose mo threats ,
I’m way more sicker
Ima apex, - all flows on deck , - fire like a pyrex,
Don’t get no iller
Better think twice, - Wit ya head on tight
Put a bomb on the mic - To these niggas i’m a fright
Is it for the right price ? Show teeth, got bite?
There’s josh, oh yikes!
better than niggas - that’s facts
Say he taking the title -- that’s cap
I’m a lyrical bastard, thats making this hazard
But none of you niggas will step
Niggas get wrecked !
A nigga been at it since I was eleven
Ya story a tale like it came from aladin
Don’t tell me no different, I know where this heading,
You niggas some bitches , I peep all the sweating
Uh, taking out my adversaries, making magic like i’m harry
Know the feeling get you weary
shedding blood across The prairie
Don’t want no love, and I don’t wanna snuggle,
I just wanna crack on her back like some knuckles,
the hell with my feelings, I’m done being humble,
ain’t come with no rap, bitch I came to here to rumble,
Nigga can’t fumble
Tell them group of niggas back , went. through Hell without a scratch
Only mission is too add, (brief pause)
(fast ) dividends on top of dividenddds,
mann your boy, josh,
He a whirlwind, enter god’s den,
Let the world spin , watch the foul cringe
Bitch i’m too embedded with the armageddon,
Either smith and wesson and the Arm and hammer
Or a composition and a stunning stanza
Free my cousin Ricky out the slammer
only. Human, where his triple chances
Talk to god, when, I Need a answer
Talk to god, when, I Need a answer
Talk to god, when, I Need a answer
(Is that really the time for this )
(brief pause)
(just talk)
Not no conscious nigga , I’m just bonkers with it ( go straight to next line)
Haters won’t admit it,
Point who honest in this or who not ascending
CONDESCENDING , pressure never ends
Seen a dollar over take the friends
Cut you at the neck , and watch you bleed
See you choke and question can you breathe
I’m the best though, heard some niggas want my crown
Keep the head low, any bright ideas, giving halos
At the top of the food chain, appetite cannibalistic ,
got a fetish for the big game , i’m being realistic
Man a nigga been sane, now he going ballistic
Missing tongues , on the shore, people say he sadistic
Mannn Fuck the similar , I share no characteristics
(PUNCH)
(1:50 )
OOOH OOOH, Ahh mane, heard they got a hard on for the boy,
man thats insane
They wanna steal my thunder, can’t out run it, like usain
I might just build a treehouse for all my guys who never changed,
(Punch)
Ohh boy, I’m saving the game, my pedigree popping out snitches and lames
The pitcher got gas of the hades , and range,
its sniffing out blood, and domeeees
And Any one who ever sent me a stone, itachi,
in the shadow, lighting up homes
This tsukuyomi got a eye of its own,
this crash course didn’t come with no cones!!!
(PUNCH)
, They knows (THANOS) a nigga never been one for fallacy -- ---
snapping off - bon voyage to the galaxy--- Odyssey --
never showed any modesty,
lor nigga, bitch, i come with the zeal, check the highlight, and see who was reel
JT, yeah he in for the kill, all this pressure,
tell us how do you deal?
Striking scars ,
won’’t you ask did I heal ?,
see your pain, but its fuck how you feel!!!
(PUNCH)
Tell them bitches, that this nigga too ill,
automatic, like my name is nasir, (ILLMATIC)
A 100 videooos- within a year, matt murdock, i’m the man with no fear,
Lost junnie, then i lost all my tears.
Nigga pleaseee fuck a Margin,
Finna Paralyze you shallow ass artist -throw em in the pot-
my thirst never starving
(Punch)
I should just finish this song , huh
Me and them don’t get along , uh,
I am not where I belong , bruh
No i can’t get to. the phone , NAH
don’ t talk to me, i ain’t got time
Not feeling my life, abusing my prime
Its kinda different, when your trust in a rhyme
I know what I want, and i’m going for mines
JT
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About the Artist
DND
Member since April 14 2015