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  • this video was uploaded in 2009 now its 2012 Yes no dislike this is true music

  • Too many thoughts scramblin. Money comes n goes like gamblin.

    Who said time is money.

    Money wastes time.

    if it wasnt for dead presidents/ id be doing fine..

    instead im turnin dollas into dimes/Turinin poems into chimes.

    Hatred in disguise/But our wonders in the sky.

    Tell us theres more than meets the eye/

    Please dont tell us no more lies/ musical creation creating Lola bies..

  • wtf poets corner?

  • Yo guys suggest beats like this! Like real chill!

  • Life isn't meaningless, it's what you make of it/

    swallowing the truth feels just like you ate a brick/

    try some psychadelics thought the nation hate's on it/

    I display wisdom of others and hope that the page can fit/

    So I go into outrageous fits/

    how could people be so ignorant and act courageous with/

    what they spittin though it's just written lyrics/

    people are material always fearing their appearance/

  • Looking at the city from a distance-Hearing the screams of the pity from the resistance-Sometimes in silly situations you can see jails in the fading fog-They just continue there flaming flaw-I don't know why but they are blaming us-The flood is only a fraction of the plague-They lied we believed it and we got played-It needs to be come that day when we take over-We need to stop rolling over every time they ask us we need to respond and attack Justice

  • the beat is chill dont mean my attitude is can't ignore the wars fought within myself with music we try to forget, and neglect those moments but bad memories cant prevent the morning the sun's coming up, goodbye night stars the Son's coming up, it time to ride out of this world, out of this place no blunt could replace GODs favor and grace time to drop and stop that nonsense inaction is a sympton of dirty conscience i ask you"bro did you ever notice its u who caused most of your life's problems?
  • bout to get high you cannot lie at the end of this verse im a be submersed weed smoke chokin eyes shut tight chest grippin for something to ingest throat soar smoke exhale rings of beauty its a thing only some of us bring but as this life travels forward our time is past behind and alas i speak of things known by god wether it be the one you read or the one you see its all gravy on a boat in a sea of mystery cant explain this flow just came out vicseraly messadee missin me illest emcee gracefuly

  • Nigga you don't even know how to rap-The gurgle in my guts kills that on the regular-We need to put you in a box and send you to nebula 699-You r trying to be cool like sublime- Tryin-After this you will have to walk around disguised hiding-From propaganda chasing your name and a picture of your face- All because this battle and how you haven't taste any pussy-So you would be foolish and to take this to the next round-Unless you want to give me some glory then go ahead now- REVOLT

  • I love this instrumental, it remember the cold nights in the city, when I was young :o

  • Peace 'n' Pot

  • I set the times like credish meridian rhymes good for any terrain like amphibians. raps on stone tablets like hyroglyphics is, writng cant define how my lyrics is, rhetorical, historical, metaphoracal oracle, compared to me yo the son aint prodigal,

    impossible to you to me is quite probable,

    I am the ONE I feel it to my hair follicles,

    so sure, never been a spitter thats so raw,

    your comments that you given I was writing in 0 4 peace

  • incredible Beat...

  • Its been a couple of days I've been laid waste

    I've been blazin' J's

    Stuck in a purple haze n spaced

    Chambers cleared wit da pile barely grazed

    Fried out da mind wit dry mouth paste

    like "Was dat shit laced"

    Fuck fuckin' wit da bong hit

    Zig Zag's and matches blazed, I be spliff lit

    Chokin' n gag til I can't spit

    Da smoke scratches while tokeing til I vomit

  • yo I hold this mic like a memory, can feel their souls there, of the departed that everyday I say my prayers, and I try got a lot of enemies, but I wouldn't trade anyone's life for theirs, cuz they in a better place, does it say that on my face, but I filled with remorse so I deliver the ryhmes such, so on point but so very out of touch, cuz my people's memories just a little bit too much, that why we drink liquor in the hood, cuz the beef only get thicker in the hood

  • the photo is mean mutch... respect on the beat!

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  • Every time I talk I'm feelin like I'm curbstomped,

    absurd jaw gives my friends too many heard flaws,

    then nurse calls and tells me that it's not her job,

    to make sure that God doesn't come to reclaim my Bod...y,

    I'm partially aware of my circumstances,

    all these worthless antics could leave this jerkoff handless,

    because uncertain dances led up to perfect chances,

    but now I'm sittin here with burns of eternal damage,

  • download link please !

  • without instrumental faculty/

    your skill is such a tragedy/

    wasted talent built on insults and fallacies/

    devoid of reality you keep writing/ fighting the ghosts who keep bitin/

    its said before you say it, released before recorded/ rhymes/ hide em and horde it/ with the catchy chorus/ your own label rapes you, your extorted. those who pay you, the enemy/ all about the money now, the mic's a memory.

  • listenin to beats...making sacrafice of my dreams is becoming reality... should i just say bye to you hiphop... or should i just be with you, and no one else.

  • Yo, I rap about my memories, but you gotta see, that I'm another kid that's always getting in trouble, fucked up and now I'm stuck in this hustle, I can't get out, I get criticized whenever I open up my mouth, I can't take more, I'm bout to run out the door, and never look back, and whenever I rap, I feel like I'm in a fantasy, but reality comes again to meet me, and I become real again in a snap, I can't write, I can't rap, this is another dark night, I'm trapped.
  • @l3alzY aye, my homie got a studio. if you got a camera and all that and if u live in cali, you just might be able to hit the booth. keep expressin yaself. haha my flow is under yours check it out

  • take the blaster and put it to my head cause im literally a bastard/ and cant get over the fact that my dad dipped like a coward/ now im doin explicit actions with no passion, in a lane where life goes faster/ i used to want the fame, money and girls/ until i found out there is a society thats tryin to silence me in this lie of a world/ but imma keep my soul you can take my flesh/ id rather live cold life witha soul in my chest/ instead of livin lies warmly competin to be the blasphemous best/

  • sometimes i feel like i was put here for a reason/ but nobody listens so why try or even try get even/ can someone explain why i get these sad emotional feelings/ cause i get high as fuck but yet im still under the ceiling/ of the world/ i want love, but i cant find it in any girl/ please help me be the one God made me to be/ so i can focus on th right path selflessly/ cause at times like these i dnt wanna live/ but i gotta survive for my unborn and uncreated kid/

  • We all need someone, that will help you through it and get things done.

    To be loved, so you don’t do something dumb and end up above.

    To be heard, so you don’t say something absurd.

    To be hold, and get away from the lies they told.

    To be miss, instead of taken there cold bliss.

    To be accepted, instead of end up being neglected.

  • Who is to blame of the life’s/lives that tragedy claim,

    It no matter what you say it seems it won’t take away the pain.

    We all need someone, so pull them close do not shun.

    You’ll see that one day that they were right,

    But sometimes we just lose our guiding light.

    I hope you remember what I said, so not another person ends up dead.

  • There you see a boy, who has little joy.

    For the life he is living, it seems that life is killing

    He wishes he had someone that will/would understand,

    He is living life the best he can.

    One night he decides to get high, who knew that would be his last goodbye?

    Now he is flying high for real, the pain he had just did killed.

  • There you see a girl, she feels like an outcast to the world.

    She is hurting in the shadows she is lurking,

    She is waiting for someone who will take this pain away

    So it will seem she will/can live on to another day.

    She has been messed up for a long time now, she is lost between the sounds.

    Of the screaming, of the beaming of the fake smiles you see gleaming.

    Nothing is right, she is living a lie. She is in a fight and she can’t seem to escape with out losing her life.

  • Deniece Williams - If you don't believe :)

  • Subzero winter residing in a warm house no shivers the drive to be perfect still lingers when mind riddles pillars of why winners become then I begin to speak lizard

    Dreaming about ayahuasca feel tingles in the Whirlpool of infinite eleven pilgrimage thymus gland to all my my mineral driven hormone inner sanctum fuck the refined dinner,

    Linear expression fails when a beaner like me gets hit with a blizzard cold feeling tremble bitter literature little kids don't understand only real wizards

  • see it's times like these that ide rather slit my wrist you with another guy and im not even pissed just know that your missed i got 1last kiss turned my head and my heart went stiff i know i ended it but i depended on getting lit smoking mad blunts and not even feeling it love blocked my veins and make blood run cold i would spend a million on u, if u wernt alredy sold more like stolen from my grasp thinkin bout times when i tapped that ass, but thats the past im to good to relaps
  • i cry when i read those love notes from you i was in rehab and you told me to pull thru do it for you and do it for me you said once i get out we will both be happy- you made me cry- you made me laugh you fixxed my heart then snapped it in half i dont relize what the fuck i did but i left rehab just 12 day's in i wish i had a timemachine i wish i had you i save all the memorys including the shoe's that i met you in, i was wearing them got the note written god bless and amen
  • is this world someones belief...or just a heavy queef

    ho's be blowing like a leaf

    smoking lil dick like the head chief

    i make all human interaction brief

    and do extractions on the reef

    and smoke shitloads of hashish

    i feel great relief

    yeah i press that shit with keef.

    you ho

  • Infactuated knollge flows into a false rappers mind causing blinded vision,leave a rhyme incision,on any guy who try's the disin,none of the words i speak define fiction.Devine perdictions and side addictions,the mic im ripin,is more deadly than when the drought hit the wise egyptions.mic pheinz dont need weed,we got the soaber flow,question out lyrics and we'll leave your dome, swulon closed,and i hope ya know,once we get the pen and pad im glad and sudenly the underground music will over flow

  • reminds me of "caught in a hustle" by immortal technique -- they both have the same undertone

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  • Love this beat, touches the heart ya know.

  • anybody know where to find the instrumental with the hook?

  • these silly guys carnt rite bars, im still on mic still im tight like a dikes arse, try laugh, i'll rap around ya neck like my scarf

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  • Zombies hypnotized so I mesmerize like a few shots calling the end to loved ones lives. Dont be surprised cause life taste bitter. Cat gotta milk this bitch to feed his litter. Ain't caught on the what if, as if, i'd lay my ass to rest in that sewage ditch. I'm passing out unconditional love, no drugs, waiting for the rain like a slug. Patient with my justice, watch me erupt this and make a wack rapper wan bite with their cuspids. I'm dying to hear a good verse is rap really dead or just cursed?

  • im praying for a life as my paper reads this pen and, uh,

    and i didnt think, id ever be fine again so i,

    locked myself in my room all alone,

    and i sat and i thought and i thought a little more about,

    everything i've struggled through, these past, 18 fucking years,

    fuck the past, fuck the present, fuck the future, fuck the earth, and the whole universe, and ill end it all tonight with this verse. - thumbs up for being real wish youtube would let me say more shit :[

  • See As I Walk Thru The Pathway Of Dreams,

    Reflections Of My Memories Floating Down A Stream,

    My Life Was Fallin Down Me And My Mother Never Seen Green,

    It Was Like The Kids Living On The Cold Hearted Streets

    no Money No food In The Tummys Iceicals On There Feet Goverement Only Thinking Its Funny

    Cos There Driving 20 Grand Above Cars Aweek

    And When I Speak About The Truth It Only Makes Me Feel Weak,

    see This Life Wat Were Living In Its Like Were Never Forgiven Why R We Called Great Britain

  • @sublime87 i'm feelin that, especially this part "while those who claim god status judge my pipe dreams. It's all hype they say,I better invest in a more traveled way;that's passe. Trend-setting knack while loosening my ego by the straps on this backpack"

  • I stand my ground its a routine,while those who claim god status judge my pipe dreams. It's all hype they say,I better invest in a more traveled way;that's passe. Trend-setting knack while loosening my ego by the straps on this backpack. If you hike my way -just remember i'm the urban kid with the spiritual context lid. Spend my days with mother nature, herbal tinctures, learning my green friends nomenclatures. I'll concoct a verse to sedate ya, which could conquer any type of deep-rooted anger.

  • There are times in life, filled with strife and pain, but at the same time its a righteous game, the rules are hidden, breaking them is forbidden, happiness is hard to find like the Gibbin, but once you reach it you become unstoppable, like Marion Jones hurdling over obstacles, but until that day, theres hard times to pay, nothing ventured nothing gained; as the clock ticks on my wrist, I dream of bliss, but it seems 1st I must see through the mist, above and beyond, spilling soul into my songs

  • Beautiful track, honestly brought a tear in my eye

  • Yo is there anyway you could send me this instrumental.. I could go to sleep listening to this..

  • GENIUS! WHO EVER COMPOSED THIS I GIVE EM PROPS...

  • PART 2

    pass over the bridge of my memory lane

    brain washed into life like im goin insane

    because life as we know has gone and pass by

    a hundred years from now everyone on earth wont be alive

    and at night, behind bars i hear the lowly men cry

    beggin god for a chance of life. one more time

  • PART 1

    i dye slowly in thought of a mic like a memory

    the mic was all i got now im in the penitentiary

    carvin on the walls in ancient stories bout life

    in the notion that tomorrow id be back with my wife

    the the love of my life, why'd you have to go

    your the mic of my memory

    crime took a toll

  • nice beat

  • Supplementing my organs and tendons with vengence

    Defending justice as If i was attending rememberance

    for the lives spent in war call it liberty bell repentance.

    I'm an apprentice of god but I'm a develishly bad menace

    Who blends in with "dogs" who bite with a 9 millimenter death senstence.

    Stressing people out like an embedded act of civillian beheading.

  • i always start thinking when i hear this chill beat

  • I write this song, with tears in my eyes/

    Now what am I to do and how will i survive/

    I don't really know now what I'm gonna do/

    All I know is that I really need to be with you/

    With you in my life, I'd never place last/

    Without you by my side, I keep fallin on my ass/

    Forever in my past and always on my mind/

    Give me a second chance so our soul's can intertwine.

  • BPM 92 -- confirm @ all8(dot)com/tools/bpm.htm

  • dis beat is da fukin shit lov da mood it carrys

  • This makes my think about when i was a lil' "gangsta" kid :') Miss that time!

  • I think of times spent in my life

    times of hardship and strife like the tip of a knife at your neck, but god forbid I get wrecked because I know that a techs not next, just another light and I know whats right and thats just to fight the anger despite what might cloud my sight but be proud of stampin fright and still ryhming tight.

  • my soul is emty,im tryin 2 look at ike glass but its still half full/passed the point of a massacre aint bashful brash and crastCasted into the blak IMA MAD BULL/a dragon out tha castleBeen around since the lilRascols/seen alot of badBut each dayit getsWorse paitnin my picture like aPastel/doomed2Bcharred BLACK in hell

    remember the days i was hungry inthe mornin wonderin stomachinRumblin wishin theyd crack my cell/my brains decayed family layed pushin up daFidillzMADcuzhalfTHESEcatsLa­kkinskill

  • Damn, amazing lyrics on these comments.

    Love this song and instrumental, however.

    Mad respect for CunninLynguists.

    Real rap right here.

  • Could it be real? Actual, sincere possibility

    That life is meaningless, A yo the question is killin me

    I prayed for mad skills, and god delivered

    But some hearts are so cold you could almost shiver

    Still, some people are way too real, emotions on their sleeve

    Please! Bleedin hearts are never filled.

    Could there really be, a true divine presence,

    Or am I simply, a confused adolescent.

  • deepness 5 stars respect

  • @Travis1812 nice words

    where those come from?

  • @Travis1812

    dude that was pretty ill... 

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  • Hold the mic like a plight, dependant on the ventilation of when I write,

    Cuz life is cold an has a tendancy to break you down like a snow fight,

    Greet fate with no fight, cuz I see hate an no right,

    Soul is embodied, hard to address the will to exit without lookin oddly,

    With a mind that knows fear of death,

    Your finger cant quite shiver enough to press the trigger,

    Existence is fed the spirit an with it, stress,

    So I confess it in my lyrics and inhibit less

  • magnifico, de algo me suenan esas trompetas

  • Kno deserves to be in anybodys list of top producers...

  • hey can u send a link of the instrumental also

    thanks

  • hey john12787 can u send me a link to download just the instrumental of this song?

  • WIsh more of there songs like this. very chill

  • thanks for the upload

  • no problem =)

  • can you send me the link to download this aswell.

  • i love you =)

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