EPISODE · Nov 4, 2016 · 3 MIN
Thru The Death Of One
from Gothic Rap Movement · host Bruce Drucker
THRU THE DEATH OF ONE! The things you learn in life.. Thru death.. VERSE1 Cant you see it though; You left me with a bleeding soul; My dark, hearts, been ripped apart by your cuticles; I thought your hands were nice, I thought they held me down; I felt the stress leave my chest, when you came around; Now only angers left; Ill have a stranger bless Your face wit a blade, Dave like to BANG the best; Make up gone, when its dawn; You remind me of your mom; Ugly, miserable, in denial like theres nothing wrong; Now that I’m rich as hell; Now you wanna kiss and tell; Thru the ring down the whole, now you wanna wish him well? You just love the kitchen smell; I’m just cooking Fish and Scale; Greedy wit the birds, never give a bird your pigeon sales; Mannnnn, WTF Do I Look like??? They say caren is sharen but what caren takes, took flight; I dont support that caren shit, caren better get a job; Cus chivalry is dead, and it was killed by bad moms; What the hell, if you don’t your self, I can’t love you much; I can’t teach you self esteem, I don’t have a mother’s touch; Thats your mamis job; But since your papis gone; Random men play the role, your crib was Comic-Con; VERSE2 Enough of how i miss you, now its time to switch the game; Airing out my issues like Denzel but I can’t fix the plane; I sniffed coke to freeze my brain; Yea, I grief Insane; And everytime that I sneeze I release the pain; Pain grew mad at me; Agony was sad to see; Fear get scared, and hate not wanna battle me; Snitches wanna tattle me; Snakes wanna rattle me; Still good, walk up in your hood, crack and the gat on me; I just got the green light; To use the red light; Meet you at the red light; Show you what the dead like; The dead like souls, like men like hoes; Ill insert your grill, where the headlights glow; You killin me, will be the day; Watch your back, wit the rats, thats what X would say; But still I pray; Faith is a must have; Write so much wit the ink, that my hand smells like a dust bag; VERSE3 Suicide is fast, I too think of this; Keeping faith on the low, like a confused atheist; So I chilled and put the pot down; Took the grams out town; Went upstate and flipped the weight; Like a twister when its got cows; Yea thats right, I dip in white, kinda like a dunk a roo; And I’ll never stop my dude, my goals to shoot a cop or two; Compared to what I used to be; Hood wasn’t used to me; Then I ran thru packs wit the speed of a boosters feet; And any ex disin me, Wishin she was kissing me; Smokers who went crispy clean, really still missing weed; I knew they’d say; Im sorry Dave; But even trust defeated Cesar, A-too Brutay; Hell yea, I said it then; Back when I had a friend; Every person I ever loved, has met an end; Sweets was the freshest one; Moe was the message son; I found me a brand new life, thru the death of one;
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THRU THE DEATH OF ONE! The things you learn in life.. Thru death.. VERSE1 Cant you see it though; You left me with a bleeding soul; My dark, hearts, been ripped apart by your cuticles; I thought your hands were nice, I thought they held me down; I felt the stress leave my chest, when you came around; Now only angers left; Ill have a stranger bless Your face wit a blade, Dave like to BANG the best; Make up gone, when its dawn; You remind me of your mom; Ugly, miserable, in denial like theres nothing wrong; Now that I’m rich as hell; Now you wanna kiss and tell; Thru the ring down the whole, now you wanna wish him well? You just love the kitchen smell; I’m just cooking Fish and Scale; Greedy wit the birds, never give a bird your pigeon sales; Mannnnn, WTF Do I Look like??? They say caren is sharen but what caren takes, took flight; I dont support that caren shit, caren better get a job; Cus chivalry is dead, and it was killed by bad moms; What the hell, if you don’t your self, I can’t love you much; I can’t teach you self esteem, I don’t have a mother’s touch; Thats your mamis job; But since your papis gone; Random men play the role, your crib was Comic-Con; VERSE2 Enough of how i miss you, now its time to switch the game; Airing out my issues like Denzel but I can’t fix the plane; I sniffed coke to freeze my brain; Yea, I grief Insane; And everytime that I sneeze I release the pain; Pain grew mad at me; Agony was sad to see; Fear get scared, and hate not wanna battle me; Snitches wanna tattle me; Snakes wanna rattle me; Still good, walk up in your hood, crack and the gat on me; I just got the green light; To use the red light; Meet you at the red light; Show you what the dead like; The dead like souls, like men like hoes; Ill insert your grill, where the headlights glow; You killin me, will be the day; Watch your back, wit the rats, thats what X would say; But still I pray; Faith is a must have; Write so much wit the ink, that my hand smells like a dust bag; VERSE3 Suicide is fast, I too think of this; Keeping faith on the low, like a confused atheist; So I chilled and put the pot down; Took the grams out town; Went upstate and flipped the weight; Like a twister when its got cows; Yea thats right, I dip in white, kinda like a dunk a roo; And I’ll never stop my dude, my goals to shoot a cop or two; Compared to what I used to be; Hood wasn’t used to me; Then I ran thru packs wit the speed of a boosters feet; And any ex disin me, Wishin she was kissing me; Smokers who went crispy clean, really still missing weed; I knew they’d say; Im sorry Dave; But even trust defeated Cesar, A-too Brutay; Hell yea, I said it then; Back when I had a friend; Every person I ever loved, has met an end; Sweets was the freshest one; Moe was the message son; I found me a brand new life, thru the death of one;
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