Music for My Soul
Freestyle Project Lyrics


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Unexpected like a mixtape, catch you at'cho crib if you reading this its too late.
hmm...
point a choppa' at nigga.now he running like a track race.
Hmm...
Catch a nigga while he waiting on his dinner cut his head off leave his ass with a full plate.
Hmm.
Nigga talking shit put the metal to his mouth now i call his ass brace face.
Hmm .
& yo b*tch up for grabs like a sweepstake imma eat her ass like a cheesecake.
Hmm.
Now we back to my place. Bust on her face with my nut like its toothpaste.
Hmm.
Straight up at his crib like it's home alone Mac up to his face you would'a think he had some lipstick on.
Hmm.
Price on his head
Hella ice on a sled made a nigga freeze up like frozone.
Hmm.
Put the chrome to a nigga dome. now his ass stuck like he need a couple chromosomes.
Hmm.
Im at'cho do' like a ding dooong, i'a serve ya like ping pong.
Hmm.
And yo b*tch say my name like im Mike Jones. imma eat her ass like some neckbones.
Hmm.
Choppa' ring like a telephone, shoot em in his stomach you'a think a nigga belly gone.
Hmm.
Bitches say i rap like a sing-a-long . & they got it playing on they phone like a ringtone.
Hmm.
Big D*ck King Kong. Took her to the crib and i put the while team on.
Hmm.
i just got some cash on the flip shit bought yo bitch some time so she playing for the patriots.
Hmm.
Always first, never second. imma god. in the heavens when i die. imma legend on my drake shit.
Hmm.
Pull up on your block wit'a banana clip, if a nigga lacking imma turn into banana split.
Hmm.
I ch-ch-ch-chop shit body up in pieces pick it up with some chopsticks.
Hmm.
Pull up to the scene with a fat bitch and you know im fenna eat her ass like some catfish.
Hmm...
I pull up like scrrrrβ€” peep out the window then i have to pop shit.
Hmm.
like herbo we kill shit. we gonna fuck around and crack yo bitch like a base hit.
Hmm.
i can turn your bitch to my bitch. shawty outta hand? fuck around and ray rice shit.
Channel 9 pronounced him dead. laid him under bodies like a mattress on a bed.
if a nigga try to run shoot him in his side make him do the stanky leg
Hmm.
if you lacking you dead face shots push ya eyeballs back to your head.
Hmm.
Niggas think it's sweet till his blood shed
Now he not responding to nobody like his phone dead
Hmmmm…
I ain't even going for his head
Chest shots
Leaving like he standing for the pledge
Hmmmm…
Got a bad bitch layin' in my bed
Watching Sponge Bob while she gives me fantastic head
Hmmmm…
Got your girl in the back seat
Sweating like an athlete
Now she on top like a bunk bed
Hmmmm…
Guns pointed at his head
Call his ass Ebola
'how a pussy nigga spread
Hmmmmmmmmm…
Four niggas got the whole world doing it
Got niggas teed up like a body on a crucifix
Hmmmm...
Me and my squad we up in this bitch
Nigga talking shit we act a fool like Ludacris
Hmmmm...
With your bitch making movie clips
Slide in her crib eat her ass like tuna fish
I come through shooting shit
Dropping bodies have a U-haul come and move his shit
Hmmmm...
Shooters acting crazy like some lunatics
Uzi spit
Fill a nigga up had him do a split
Who is this?
Nigga we not new to this
True to this
Passing hoes to my bros
We be ally ooping shit
Hmmmmmmmm...
Ya know how we coming man…
We be running, man to the money man…
Turn up
Turn up
These niggas lame asfff
Turn up
Turn up
GANGG!
What was that?
Take that shit out
Take that shit out

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Freestyle Project's song Music for My Soul are highly explicit, violent, and aggressive. The lyrics assume the role of a gangster rapper talking about violence, murder, and sex in a promiscuous way. The song centers around the rapper talking about violence against his enemies, bragging about his sexual prowess, and boasting about his wealth. The song's lyrics are hyper-masculine and tap into the glorification of violence and misogyny in rap music.


The lyrics depict a gangster rapper who is ready for violence and not afraid to use a gun and kill his enemy. The song is dark and gritty and portrays the rapper as a cold-blooded killer who takes pleasure in committing violent acts. The rapper talks about catching his enemies off guard and killing them without remorse. Moreover, the lyrics feature sexually explicit content, particularly referring to the rapper's ability to satisfy women and his disregard for their emotional wellbeing.


Overall, the lyrics to Freestyle Project's Music for My Soul tap into the darker side of rap music and feature highly explicit, graphic, and aggressive themes that glorify violence, misogyny, and sexual promiscuity.


Line by Line Meaning

Unexpected like a mixtape, catch you at'cho crib if you reading this its too late.
I will come unexpectedly like a mixtape and catch you off guard, and if you're reading this, it's already too late for you.


point a choppa' at nigga.now he running like a track race.
If I point a gun at a person, they'll run away as fast as a track athlete.


Catch a nigga while he waiting on his dinner cut his head off leave his ass with a full plate.
I'll catch a person off guard while they're waiting for their dinner, cut off their head, and leave them with a full plate of food unenjoyed.


Nigga talking shit put the metal to his mouth now i call his ass brace face.
If a person talks trash, I'll make them hold a gun to their mouth to shut them up, resulting in metal braces on their teeth.


& yo b*tch up for grabs like a sweepstake imma eat her ass like a cheesecake.
Your girl is up for grabs like a prize in a sweepstake, and I'll exploit her by eating her out just like I would a slice of cheesecake.


Now we back to my place. Bust on her face with my nut like its toothpaste.
Now that your girl is with me, we're headed back to my place. I'll finish by ejaculating on her face like it's toothpaste.


Straight up at his crib like it's home alone Mac up to his face you would'a think he had some lipstick on.
I'll go straight to someone's house like in the movie 'Home Alone,' with a gun pointed at their face, to the point where it looks like they had lipstick on.


Price on his head Hella ice on a sled made a nigga freeze up like frozone.
There's a price on someone's head, and with all of their jewelry, they're as cold as the character 'Frozone' from the Incredibles, causing them to freeze up.


Put the chrome to a nigga dome. now his ass stuck like he need a couple chromosomes.
Pointing a gun at someone's head makes them feel stuck and in need of more chromosomes to make proper decisions.


Im at'cho do' like a ding dooong, i'a serve ya like ping pong.
I'll come to your front door like a delivery, then serve you back and forth like a ping pong ball during a match.


And yo b*tch say my name like im Mike Jones. imma eat her ass like some neckbones.
Your girl screams my name like she's a fan of Mike Jones, and I'll pleasure her by eating her ass like some neckbones.


Choppa' ring like a telephone, shoot em in his stomach you'a think a nigga belly gone.
When I fire my gun, it sounds like a ringing telephone. If I shoot someone in the stomach, it would appear like their stomach has disappeared.


Bitches say i rap like a sing-a-long . & they got it playing on they phone like a ringtone.
Girls say I rap like a sing-along, and they have my music playing on their phones like it's a ringtone.


Big D*ck King Kong. Took her to the crib and i put the while team on.
I am like the massive King Kong with a huge penis, and I'll bring your girl to my place to engage in sexual activity with my entire crew.


i just got some cash on the flip shit bought yo bitch some time so she playing for the patriots.
I recently acquired some money through illegal means, and I've given some of it to your girl who's now a prostitute and might play for the New England Patriots.


Always first, never second. imma god. in the heavens when i die. imma legend on my drake shit.
I'm always ahead and never second, elevated to god-like status. When I die, I'll ascend to heaven and become a legend, just like the rapper Drake.


Pull up on your block wit'a banana clip, if a nigga lacking imma turn into banana split.
I'll arrive at your block with a gun that has an extended magazine, and if someone is unprepared, I'll use my gun to split them in half just like a banana.


I ch-ch-ch-chop shit body up in pieces pick it up with some chopsticks.
I'll chop someone up into little pieces, then pick them up using chopsticks.


Pull up to the scene with a fat bitch and you know im fenna eat her ass like some catfish.
I'll show up at a location with a plus-sized woman, and it's no secret that I will feast on her backside like it's a catfish dinner.


I pull up like scrrrrβ€” peep out the window then i have to pop shit.
I'll pull up to a place with the sound of squealing car tires, quickly check out the scene, and if it's uninviting, then I'll use my weapon.


like herbo we kill shit. we gonna fuck around and crack yo bitch like a base hit.
Like the rapper G Herbo, my crew is deadly. We could hit a home run by splitting open your girl like a baseball hit.


i can turn your bitch to my bitch. shawty outta hand? fuck around and ray rice shit.
I could easily take custody of your girl and make her mine. Is she unruly? Then I'll take abuse to the same level as NFL player Ray Rice.


Channel 9 pronounced him dead. laid him under bodies like a mattress on a bed.
News channel 9 reported that he died. His body was placed under other dead people, akin to a queen-sized mattress on a bed.


if a nigga try to run shoot him in his side make him do the stanky leg
If someone tries to run away, I'll shoot them in the side, causing them to stumble and perform the 'stanky leg' dance.


if you lacking you dead face shots push ya eyeballs back to your head.
If you're not prepared, you will die, and if I aim at your face, the force of the shot will push your eyeballs back into your skull.


Niggas think it's sweet till his blood shed Now he not responding to nobody like his phone dead
People mistakenly think things will be easy-going until something drastic happens, and afterward, they become unresponsive like a dead phone.


I ain't even going for his head Chest shots Leaving like he standing for the pledge
I won't aim for his head, but I'll shoot him in the chest, causing him to stand tall as if he's reciting the Pledge of Allegiance.


Got a bad bitch layin' in my bed Watching Sponge Bob while she gives me fantastic head
I have a beautiful woman lying in my bed, but she's simply watching the cartoon Spongebob while giving me incredible oral sex.


Got your girl in the back seat Sweating like an athlete Now she on top like a bunk bed
I've got your girlfriend in the back seat of my car, and she's sweating like an athlete. Now she's on top of me like a bunk bed.


Guns pointed at his head Call his ass Ebola 'how a pussy nigga spread
Guns are aimed at someone's head, and he's being called a disease like Ebola, which is like how pus spreads around a wound.


Four niggas got the whole world doing it Got niggas teed up like a body on a crucifix
We have a group of four guys who have the whole world following their pattern. It's so widespread that people are lined up like the body on a crucifix.


Me and my squad we up in this bitch Nigga talking shit we act a fool like Ludacris
Me and my crew are in charge here, so anyone talking trash will have to deal with us acting crazily like the rapper Ludacris.


With your bitch making movie clips Slide in her crib eat her ass like tuna fish I come through shooting shit Dropping bodies have a U-haul come and move his shit
Your girl and I are making home videos together while I'm taking care of her nether regions like a tuna fish. Afterward, I'll come through by shooting people and dropping their dead bodies, which a moving truck will handle in terms of cleanup.


Shooters acting crazy like some lunatics Uzi spit Fill a nigga up had him do a split Who is this? Nigga we not new to this True to this
Our shooters are wild and uncontrollable like lunatics. We have Uzi submachine guns on hand, and we fill people with so much lead that they split in half. People wonder who we are, to which we reply that we aren't new to this, but true and experienced.


Passing hoes to my bros We be ally ooping shit
I share girls with my bros as if we are playing basketball, and I always toss the ball in the air for my team to score with an alley-oop move.


Ya know how we coming man… We be running, man to the money man… Turn up Turn up These niggas lame asfff Turn up Turn up GANGG! What was that? Take that shit out Take that shit out
You should already know how we arrive because we're all about running to the money. Our energy levels are high, and these other guys are a bunch of lame jerks. Also, let's remove the last bit.




Writer(s): Franz Merwald

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@gamemaschina841

One of the biggest beats ever. Freestyle Project is great and should make more songs.

@robsonluis5260

Ki freestyle topde+ som icΓ΄nico da dΓ©cada 90 os melhores tempos do freestyle alem de ser muito bonita essa mΓΊsica πŸ‘πŸ»πŸ”₯πŸ‘ŠπŸ»

@charefber2534

Nice music. Thank's.
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@gezimi888

This is the best music for my soul. LET'S GOOOOOOOOO

@pedroalcantara7328

Excelente nota 1000

@june18437

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@ossynbg

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@djdaniinthemix76

Love this Music 😍

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