
My nikka sound like a serial killer in the woods wearing a clown mask hoping to catch Meek with a machete. Dope shyt at least it's music


The punch of his voice was part of what made Sigel one of the greatest rappers from Philly. Like he might reach through your speakers or headphones and put the beats on you. It's just not there anymore. Maybe with time we can re-adjust our expectations (and hopefully he'll get better as he continues to rehab) but right now it's like a jarring reminder of what he used to be. Like seeing Ali with Parkinson's.

i thought i might not ever listen to beans again.










fukk happened to put your lips to the 9 and make u kiss the game goodby beans this is hard to watch 
Get knocked out in front of your family then go record a diss song brehs