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Samples from our Talented Hip Hop Ghostwriters

Meek Mill Sample - T.Q.
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This is the basics, I write for others for a paycheck,

Take that beat they making,

and leave chalk outlines around the pavement,

 make your dreams come awaken,

while you blazing on different stages,

oh and don't forget to give respect,

send a lil my way when you make it, 

 Just say where you want to start,

 A song, verse, hook, or maybe a bar,

 Is it romance or something hard,

 Is the subject girls, jewelry, or a car,

 So in conclusion, if you buy bars, leave five stars,

  Cause I'll rhyme hard 

light the booth up so much I could blind stars,

oh my God,  set off the fire alarms, 

So minds evolve when I'm involved,

Give you designer tags no irons ons, 

Run lines on them push down the pylons,

Feel free to drop a line after I sign off,

YoungBoy NBA/DaBaby Hook Sample - Flame
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I came from nothing, now a nigga come up
We was at the bottom, in the gutter
Couldn't imagine this when I was younger
Racks up in the bank, bitches want the number
Most these niggas hate to see me come up
Niggas talking shit, that's why I keep the plunger
Niggas say they love the streets, well they don't love you
Free my niggas, free my baby brother

Trap Verse Sample - Flame
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All of these niggas know me
Fuck with me they ain't 'gon eat
They bitch be open, I tell her no teeth
When it time to get dough then I tell her to leave
Everyday moving that work on the block
Bandz in my sleeve, waist got the glock
Trust in my team, they call me Barack
Take heat for me, live and die for the squad

Champagne Poetry Freestyle - T.Q.
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Migos/Future Hook Sample - Flame
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Shook Ones Verse Sample - Flame
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Some say God opens doors, I say he leaves a key, 

Some people try to kick the door in like a B and E,

Never where I should've been, but always where I need to be,

live a dream where most of y'all need to sleep to be,

Sometimes I sit and smoke n think about how things should be,

Like If Dre a doctor, why didn't he help our Easy E,

If you not on your P's and Q's you might end up like P.N.B,

if you could talk to Nipsey, he might just agree,

Keep my head high, they want me looking down like Biggie,

from underground like Common, to booking crowds like Fifty,

I lived scenes that T.V. ain't allowed to let seen,

So I spit clearer than water on the shores of Fiji,

When all these rappers talk it's hard to pay attention,

They mumble bars like it's hard for them to make a sentence,

Those that disrespected, always try to pray for penance,

So I kill  the booth till they bring in the forensics


Know the money dope
Dope money make the money grow
Play the trap like piano, get them fucking notes
Married to the money, never loved a hoe
Love money (x2)
Drug money, I move drug money
Dare you to try to take this from me
Watch that turn into blood money

I got you stuck off the realness, I be the lyricist

Frauds diminished, my pen carve like pyramids

Darts ain't sedative, regards when the serum hits

Your bars will only carry you as far as my belligerence

Every fiber of my cerebellum pestilent

My eminence is imminent, I guarantee your testaments

You parody, I'm death in flesh

In theory you were well equipped, now you live in hesitance


Trap Verse & Hook Sample - Crisis
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J Cole/Drake Hook Sample - Flame
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Punchline Verse Sample - Flame
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Slow in my Cadillac, candy painted whip
Gucci from my shoulders down, see how a player pimps
Alligator boots on, now and later temp
Got eyes on the money, and I ain't find a hater since

Since now the games legit, nickle of time, making me rich
Figure these rhymes can pay for a whip

Cop me a yacht and pay for a crib
Felt hate for a minute, thought I ain't gonna get it
What's wrong with my head like my shape up ain't finished
I'm ballin' with friends, this paper addictive
All eyes is on me and they aimed at the entrance
Nothing to say cause I said it, yeah
One hundred K on the dresser, yeah
And I bet it'll make you upset if I said

I spent it on a chain and a pendant, yeah
I'm seizin' the day, scheming for me to get paid

There's nothing for g's who afraid
It's a shame, if believe that you living a dream, you need to awake

They don't think I got it in me
I'll be on the come up while you falling asleep
I know that when you want to get on the team

It's going be too late
I don't need nobody in the crew that's two faced 

When it come to words, I'm the hangman
Put rappers to bed, sandman
If you bark, better have bite, got my fangs in
The way I spit rounds, think I was in Baghdad
They think they dope, it's no way though
Don't make flows, make tornadoes
Say my name, next you rocking a halo
Spreading your girl like a bagel

Storytelling Verse Sample - Crisis
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Drake/Childish Gambino Hook Sample - Flame
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Lyrical Verse Sample - Flame
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It's like the hour glass of life

free falling as I try to save about an hour a night

And I know I'll be the type to let it bleed out when it's out of sight

But the seconds I care about are the ones kept without a fight

Looking at me stressing cause I'm late

Like I'm in control, what can I do about my destiny today,

It's like the same sun setting with it's rays

Plus I'm the same one stressing about shit from yesterday

But if it never change I guess it's just the same

So a blink of an eye, millisecond of time

Is not worth remembering, I can easily forget you goodbye

But I couldn't even if I pretended to try, why

Cause it's a second alive, and I survived through too much 

To try to refuse it, so when I close my eyes and D-I-E,

I know I'm defined by the way I see

Hustling like I ain't even got nothing lose
Trust me nigga, I don't follow any fucking rules
I ain't Bob the Builder but you know I tuck a tool
I do whatever it take to make the money move (x5)

In the catacombs, scratching poems on the wall, manic flow
Attach my soul to paper, toxic burns, no antidote
Concocting words, cannons blow, for mockingbirds hang a rope
Put you in the pot and stir, got the urge and the hope
To put listeners under my syringe in splendor
Singing every word like a hymn, you surrender
The rest whispers in the wind, only pretenders
Rhyme or Reason, the time is here, hit enter 

Club Verse Sample - Flame
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Night to morning, I live in the street
Moving that work 'til a nigga deceased
Do what I do, cause we gotta eat
Y'all fall behind, my niggas don't sleep
On the block, they know who I be
If you come around, better roll deep
I don't dream, I get paid, count green every day
Jewels on my teeth, hundred K, that's nothing but change
You struggle to make ends, the world my playpen
Just the squad, no fake friends

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