Rough B - Freestyle Session #1
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{intro: rough b}
Testin’, one, two
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Let’s get this, let’s do this,yo
Aye yo, listen up!
Ahem
Yo
{verse 1: rough b}
You know raed should get back right
And everybody wants rap freestyles
So yo, let me just figure it out
While i spit this, you’ll know what i’m really bout
Look, how many times do i have to say this?
My name is raed, and no trick, i ain’t the matrix
If you’re mistakin’ me for it, ‘cause i changed this game
I alternate realities, and your lives i played with
You’re not really ready for me, son
When i flip scripts and rap bedhabt like cds run
Mcs run, when they see me pullin’ my three guns
Which are lyrics mainly, then the flow and delivery come
Mouch lik, hun, rapi mouch lel naghara
W kima 9al vipa nchala tmout fi sayara
Cha3b mahouch ta3 7adhara, yestadouh bel sonnara
W howa yetbassem yadh7ek, ferhan fi wjouh el ghadara
Mel touche el ghadara, iniesta fel stamford bridge
Yo parents, i’m really bad for your kids
‘cause my raps ykhaliwehom really mad and so pissed
Ma t7awelch tbadlou, clearly, ‘cause that’s what it is
Facts. now, they said that i can’t cuss, b
Yo, i can, i just won’t, trust me
I don’t gots the balls, man, ‘cause the balls guts me
And it ain’t ego, it’s just me bein’ rough b
I must be, khater adheka what likom i got
Chay maywa9afni not even akel legal droit
No9ood nrapi when i’m leavin’ el bit to el fac
Tal9ani dead if i’m not runnin’ the streets of omrane
And i don’t rep’ el omrane, yo, just n3ich ghadi
I rep’ mahdia, sidi massoud, my peeps ghadi
Peace to mld, yo, you a beast buddy
5111, keep reppin’ ‘em streets for me
Homie, mani 9otlek raed isn’t afraid much
I’d do any freakin’ thing, man, i’m plain nuts
It doesn’t take much for me to name drop anybody
That’s trending tawa, like mathalan, baya
What, is she gonna sue me and get me?
T7otni fel 7abs wena nsi7, “i didn’t mean”
Tfol chbebou dha3, oh god, what a misery!
Nope, i’m a fighter, i’d live to die, like, literally
I’m real indeed, n7ot my feelings fel rap wel art
I’d shoot for the moon and still hit a couple stars
You’d scoop for me dude and still will look up to my bars
Peace to kaso, nasty, and kouki; i got love for you all
As for samara, ma andek meni win hereb
Nothin’ personal just netnarvez ki tsanef rouhek rappeur
And, yo, it’s way dope
You gotta shut me up, dawg, ‘fore i get to really make smoke
Shit, win mchee el be—
Dawg, what’s u—
Who cut the beat off?
Oh, we switichin’ beats, okay, okay
I—that would do, i wouldn’t mind, you know what i’m sayin’?
Just you know, listen to th—listen to the fuckin’ lyrcis ‘cause i’m about to spit, like, some raw shit, know what i’m sayin?
Ahem, yo, yo, yo
{verse 2: rough b}
Khalini n9oulhelek for your own benefit
I’m dead inside ema ki nrapi n3ich for a little bit
Ne9leb el denia bech you feel like you feelin’ this
And i sleep with words, that’s how i be a freakin’ lyricist
Raed esmi, w ma yhemnich enti chesmek, and
El rap religion so believe what you listenin’
To, sahbi, you better breathe when you’re spittin’ it
Rough b, them rappers would literally bleed when i’m enterin’
That’s right, ‘cause i’m the (?...) to the clitoris
And it’s a virgin one so you see what the image it
I’m graphic, i’m a freak when i’m killin’ this
Flow, w hani n9olek raou s3ib ken bech tefhem, bitch
Arka7, ridh, rani i’m strapped with rhymes
Double entendres and wordplays, i attack with lines
Chkounek enti bech t7awel you out rap me, nice
Ok sahit alaghaleb, that’s that, you tried
Your rap is khayeb, biranek jemla mch behia
Enti trapi l rouhek ena nrapi lel ness el chehia
Ji3ana rap, testana fel album w bik mech lehia
Rapek kima hyetek eli zeda mehich behia
Mehich behia, mehich behia, rapek kima hyetek
Eli zeda mehich behia
Oh, you not gonna switch the beat? you not gonna switch the beat
Okay, yo,yo,yo,yo
It starts with some parts of the broken hearts and
Arts mixed with ‘em, ‘pac, nas, and some projects
Hedhom el kol chyaatiwek, a freakin’ artist
Raed bel, come across me and you’ll die dissed
Digest the fact that i am the finest
And the best to rhyme since, eminem the giant
I ain’t nowhere near him, maadch t9oulouli
Trapi kifou, ‘cause man, i’m not even tryin’
Yo, look, let me find the rhyme and
I’ll be kickin’ right in your ears and your eyes and
You’ll be cryin’, like a little baby
Yo, this shit is hella crazy rhymes are rushin’ l rassi insanely
‘cause 9aaed nestanbet samara freestylek yetlabet
Smaatou ma naarach win it was hella awkward
Look, a freestyle is supposed to be klem yjik
By the time you hear the beat and
Then you get all of your rhymes and then you start spittin’
But fuck it, all of your motherfuckin’ shit was written
I’m gettin’ rid of you ken andek rhymes go ahead
And kick a few ‘cause i do what the fuck i fuckin’ wanna do
Ma yhemnich enti chkoun, i’m outrappin’ you
Nolso9 like a super glue, ma nsayeb ken ki ntaba9 klemi, bitch
Ma teskhayelch that i’m doin’ this to fit
I’m only doin’ this ‘cause i feel like doin’ this
‘cause everytime i go to do some shit lezem chkoun
Who’d try to fuckin’ confuse me with some nour guidouz or shit
{outro: rough b}
Yo, i—i just hate that b
You know what i’m sayin’?
And b stands for bitch
Yo , y’all asked for fire so i gave you fire, you know what i'm sayin’?
Ain’t no need to call the fire department and shit
Face it, man, like, fuckin’, you know, stop bein’ a bitch or whatever, ight?
Man, just cut the beat off dawg, ‘cause, you know
I just wanna say, album in the makin’, you gotta wait
For some great shit, ’‘cause we gon break shit and make hits
You know what i’m sayin’?
Yo, yo, i’m out, peace!
{intro: rough b}
Testin’, one, two
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Let’s get this, let’s do this,yo
Aye yo, listen up!
Ahem
Yo
{verse 1: rough b}
You know raed should get back right
And everybody wants rap freestyles
So yo, let me just figure it out
While i spit this, you’ll know what i’m really bout
Look, how many times do i have to say this?
My name is raed, and no trick, i ain’t the matrix
If you’re mistakin’ me for it, ‘cause i changed this game
I alternate realities, and your lives i played with
You’re not really ready for me, son
When i flip scripts and rap bedhabt like cds run
Mcs run, when they see me pullin’ my three guns
Which are lyrics mainly, then the flow and delivery come
Mouch lik, hun, rapi mouch lel naghara
W kima 9al vipa nchala tmout fi sayara
Cha3b mahouch ta3 7adhara, yestadouh bel sonnara
W howa yetbassem yadh7ek, ferhan fi wjouh el ghadara
Mel touche el ghadara, iniesta fel stamford bridge
Yo parents, i’m really bad for your kids
‘cause my raps ykhaliwehom really mad and so pissed
Ma t7awelch tbadlou, clearly, ‘cause that’s what it is
Facts. now, they said that i can’t cuss, b
Yo, i can, i just won’t, trust me
I don’t gots the balls, man, ‘cause the balls guts me
And it ain’t ego, it’s just me bein’ rough b
I must be, khater adheka what likom i got
Chay maywa9afni not even akel legal droit
No9ood nrapi when i’m leavin’ el bit to el fac
Tal9ani dead if i’m not runnin’ the streets of omrane
And i don’t rep’ el omrane, yo, just n3ich ghadi
I rep’ mahdia, sidi massoud, my peeps ghadi
Peace to mld, yo, you a beast buddy
5111, keep reppin’ ‘em streets for me
Homie, mani 9otlek raed isn’t afraid much
I’d do any freakin’ thing, man, i’m plain nuts
It doesn’t take much for me to name drop anybody
That’s trending tawa, like mathalan, baya
What, is she gonna sue me and get me?
T7otni fel 7abs wena nsi7, “i didn’t mean”
Tfol chbebou dha3, oh god, what a misery!
Nope, i’m a fighter, i’d live to die, like, literally
I’m real indeed, n7ot my feelings fel rap wel art
I’d shoot for the moon and still hit a couple stars
You’d scoop for me dude and still will look up to my bars
Peace to kaso, nasty, and kouki; i got love for you all
As for samara, ma andek meni win hereb
Nothin’ personal just netnarvez ki tsanef rouhek rappeur
And, yo, it’s way dope
You gotta shut me up, dawg, ‘fore i get to really make smoke
Shit, win mchee el be—
Dawg, what’s u—
Who cut the beat off?
Oh, we switichin’ beats, okay, okay
I—that would do, i wouldn’t mind, you know what i’m sayin’?
Just you know, listen to th—listen to the fuckin’ lyrcis ‘cause i’m about to spit, like, some raw shit, know what i’m sayin?
Ahem, yo, yo, yo
{verse 2: rough b}
Khalini n9oulhelek for your own benefit
I’m dead inside ema ki nrapi n3ich for a little bit
Ne9leb el denia bech you feel like you feelin’ this
And i sleep with words, that’s how i be a freakin’ lyricist
Raed esmi, w ma yhemnich enti chesmek, and
El rap religion so believe what you listenin’
To, sahbi, you better breathe when you’re spittin’ it
Rough b, them rappers would literally bleed when i’m enterin’
That’s right, ‘cause i’m the (?...) to the clitoris
And it’s a virgin one so you see what the image it
I’m graphic, i’m a freak when i’m killin’ this
Flow, w hani n9olek raou s3ib ken bech tefhem, bitch
Arka7, ridh, rani i’m strapped with rhymes
Double entendres and wordplays, i attack with lines
Chkounek enti bech t7awel you out rap me, nice
Ok sahit alaghaleb, that’s that, you tried
Your rap is khayeb, biranek jemla mch behia
Enti trapi l rouhek ena nrapi lel ness el chehia
Ji3ana rap, testana fel album w bik mech lehia
Rapek kima hyetek eli zeda mehich behia
Mehich behia, mehich behia, rapek kima hyetek
Eli zeda mehich behia
Oh, you not gonna switch the beat? you not gonna switch the beat
Okay, yo,yo,yo,yo
It starts with some parts of the broken hearts and
Arts mixed with ‘em, ‘pac, nas, and some projects
Hedhom el kol chyaatiwek, a freakin’ artist
Raed bel, come across me and you’ll die dissed
Digest the fact that i am the finest
And the best to rhyme since, eminem the giant
I ain’t nowhere near him, maadch t9oulouli
Trapi kifou, ‘cause man, i’m not even tryin’
Yo, look, let me find the rhyme and
I’ll be kickin’ right in your ears and your eyes and
You’ll be cryin’, like a little baby
Yo, this shit is hella crazy rhymes are rushin’ l rassi insanely
‘cause 9aaed nestanbet samara freestylek yetlabet
Smaatou ma naarach win it was hella awkward
Look, a freestyle is supposed to be klem yjik
By the time you hear the beat and
Then you get all of your rhymes and then you start spittin’
But fuck it, all of your motherfuckin’ shit was written
I’m gettin’ rid of you ken andek rhymes go ahead
And kick a few ‘cause i do what the fuck i fuckin’ wanna do
Ma yhemnich enti chkoun, i’m outrappin’ you
Nolso9 like a super glue, ma nsayeb ken ki ntaba9 klemi, bitch
Ma teskhayelch that i’m doin’ this to fit
I’m only doin’ this ‘cause i feel like doin’ this
‘cause everytime i go to do some shit lezem chkoun
Who’d try to fuckin’ confuse me with some nour guidouz or shit
{outro: rough b}
Yo, i—i just hate that b
You know what i’m sayin’?
And b stands for bitch
Yo , y’all asked for fire so i gave you fire, you know what i'm sayin’?
Ain’t no need to call the fire department and shit
Face it, man, like, fuckin’, you know, stop bein’ a bitch or whatever, ight?
Man, just cut the beat off dawg, ‘cause, you know
I just wanna say, album in the makin’, you gotta wait
For some great shit, ’‘cause we gon break shit and make hits
You know what i’m sayin’?
Yo, yo, i’m out, peace!
