to all the heads out there/ that still care/ about lyrical skills/ keepin it real/ and makin the audience feel/ listien up!/ while the fakes stall/ eventually fall/ we stay chillin "high"- but not always tall / they are a hopeless cause/ flowin bout the drugs/ and breakin laws/ pause/ think about yo shit/ get ya ends/ and work on your spit/ hip hop releases the stress/ relieves the mess/ and if used properly changes you for the best.
I am hip hops baby. woulda been dead if not 4 hip hop but hip hop saved me. took me away when I had no way out.it was hip hop
that came2 my rescue n showed me how2 cope.
No silver spoon or gravy trainz. just hard knocks and bars locked behind me. Nameless,Nothin but a number now. -N-this special place 4 niggaz who refuse to ever dumb it down. Dark thunder clouds roar overhead, the sound of hunger on the prowl. no telling when its gonna end til then
i like raps that tell story / simple peaceful or gory / cuz when that real shit hits my ear i hear the dissolving of bad emotion love and fear / ur either spreading the message like the po or getting something off your chest like bad hoe/ you know im just spitting out like my lungs filled with tar / this the aint the kind of music that u listen to in a car / u gotta understand the man thats on the stand inarticulate or specific wack or terrific we all in the same game making it happin, Rapping
Question please/Why is it evident we feel a need to pretend/ As though kindness is a weakness/if you believe this you're living in a world of deceit,unblessed reveling in the stress/ praising the upper hand being the one finally to dish out the torment/Victim of the actions against you, but still can't be cleansed/as hate has bred more/had opportunities to be saved/but with a smirk on the face kicked back closed the once open door/what is bad has became good as there seems to be no cure (coming)
got to listen to beats then speak reality/none of this "hard talk" that leaves the artistes like plasticine/cloned, the MTV seed sown then pumped out of a factory/forgetting the end game is to live on happily,maybe start a family/realize that some beauty is on the surface/hindsight is a bitch when you see some past as worthless/living on borrowed time got to get the best out of each moment/see those lost along the roads and show them/not saying that 'I have a dream' but we can all be decent men.
time has come rock the bells they done rung slap the shit outta rap like hip hops back and were back to basics rock Adidas not Asics Ive been stuck in this mind state becoming what rage is till it leaped out my chest in the form of pen scribes or typed in woooord up pages even better then the mic gives it life when I breathe out the rhyme so gracious people think I'm Genuine because the next cadence leaves them So Anxious
just got off work a while ago it's around noon, im chillin in my room and im about to introduce you wack cats to ya doom, use a mic like a pickaxe and raid ya tomb, you skinny jeans emcees are easily consumed, i shit you out to make room for this nostalgic tune, see i eat beats frequently, fuck ya hoe secretly, cause i still cling to my last shred of human decency, but im just an animal at heart, napolean dynamites get blown apart, by this Mic Bonapart, you bitches get martyred like joan of arc.
when the rhymes on point i put the beat to deceased lost my ration of compassion stashin these burdens untill I turn Beast/atleast i get it off my chest, cause and effect my breath the cause of my life and effects mc's threats with death
Damn, i haven't heard this in yearz!!!! It feelz good. got me thinkin' bout 1996 smokin out to this shit with my nigga DJ PHINGA PRINT!!! Back when catz got shit in the RECORD POOLS Real HIP HOP !!!!
We talked about diggin' and hip hop a few times when you used to work @ Be-Bop Metrocenter. I holla'd at Print 'bout a month ago debating about which was the best,FL or MPC's.
I'm glad I ran up on you,bruhh-'bout to check out your page in a minute!
just climb up the ladder/ in pursuit of the knowledge/ not from a college/ sped up by the herb/ u take ur time/ use a swish to roll a dime/and let the feeling soak/ protected by ur marijuana cloak/ it brings u close/ to the good/ distanced form the bad/ what if that was all this world had?/ it would be like a whole new season/ but people care about others/ for the wrong reasons/ and look to gain for themselves/ they don’t care about no L’s/ not even their home turf/ our precious earth
yo i aint down with chit chat/sit back or get your head cracked like six packs/gettin my money,the breads going to my head/now im power hungry/i keep ya on lock like the jaws of a pit bull,dont bark/cus in my pack we run around like wild strays/were im from pigs dunn realy care about hase,if your minds in a dase and its cloudy/im something like a revoloutionary or something when i step up on the block bitches love me they shouting/im verbaly 2 hot,shoot em like 2 pac/
oll alone in the world full off ennemys i goth no frends i onley have mi famalie so i bless mi cussens verbaly tru a gama dussends like belones gething popt when our blunds be bossing when im one the blok it fells good wil i ever return to mi old hood will i return to stay forgood will it be like whe where when whe where changing thoot i mean theeth when i think abouth past memories mi hart stards to bleed hai off weed ad times like these i need to be alone take the condo keys im home
Irreverent, irrelevant the kids of Brooklyn/ either findin themselves shook or tooken/ the streets is a one way to stop, throughout your block kids get knocked/ all for what, to keep minorities from imploring into social trends of society/ one in a hundred get out, riding on their clout/ 99 is left strugglin, bubblin in anger/ to get out of the system you need the guile of a panther.
So excited when introduced to the game, I first entered the room and I already came Slow style like molasses, b/c from first to last hit, I want you to understand my classics Crazy as bat shit, my mind is gone, a fate that's tragic But I'll survive the threat like Magic Music is empowering like the genie to Aladdin, it can grant wishes sometimes, but it doesn't always happen Sad fact is wackness is measured in low record sales when acceptance is never a good measure of pass or fail.
i remember back in the day listening to this. we'd drive around for hours at night through the city, rat traps, rolling back woods and beats, freestylin to this over the vocals. so nice
but as we grow up we throw up those follicle sounds, and dig deep into our body and never break us down, so say now wont you just listen and duck down watcha don't know isn't logical now.
It's gonna swing back around once people realize it's about the music, not the money. All it takes is for the real heads to get out there and start making a move, that's how Hip Hop was born.
Watch out for the labels though. They coughed up the fools (I ain't naming no names) that killed the scene and stole the hope.
To all those who think Hip Hop is dead, you ain't real. Your straight weak.
1Drummer88 thats where your wrong, this shit is everyone, R.I.P true hip hop, but fuck it, " Its better to love and lost, then never love at all" I can see why parents flip when there kids listen to true hop, BECAREFUL
i forgot about this hot ass song.now i cant stop listen to.this real hjp hop.peace 2 everybody who had something 2 do with making this song especially evil dee
As I sit to and chill listen to this fresh beat makes me feel ill, thinkin about the mountains and sippin a cream ale fuck the hand rail cause I stride for free ride my happiness yo I dont need to hide, my bro is what I need to find hidden in the fresh snow I like to call it powder and thats fo sho........ how am I doin so far ha ha ha I rhymed a few lines in a row, cocked back lyrics and ima ready to throw,,,,,, down on the mic fresh to go
i see shades of blue,black and green,then images of death fill up the scene,many niggas slayed by the tip of the blade,jst bc the mothafukin money wasnt made,thts why ya boy alwayz stay gettin paid,ar15 will you body and your head layin seperate,messin with tht chick nigga must be desperate,i think like im from an unknown land,at the end of the cycle we all return to sand,i dnt bring knives to a gun fight,infared pointed at your head call him light bright....
shadow stepping into the hands of time, sit back while we blow your mind, we cant all be the fallback from you obvious rhymes, you intuition is more harder than mine, so i stand firm take a step back and watch reality learn.
spitting harder then my life has been seen bare mans die bare murder scenes straight from the estate durrington, southen englands a state youths packing blades digging graves wid spades the lost generation knife and gun crime's just a game every week an old school mate is found stabbed to death every day there is less left every minute could be my last breath each second goes instead of being nothing i could have been a chef
to all the heads out there/ that still care/ about lyrical skills/ keepin it real/ and makin the audience feel/ listien up!/ while the fakes stall/ eventually fall/ we stay chillin "high"- but not always tall / they are a hopeless cause/ flowin bout the drugs/ and breakin laws/ pause/ think about yo shit/ get ya ends/ and work on your spit/ hip hop releases the stress/ relieves the mess/ and if used properly changes you for the best.
@nvrfearhecshere nice rhymes dr. zues . . no metaphorical punchline presence what so ever just spit it how it is . . lol doesnt compete, should have top likes on this beat either . .
nothing like summer days smoking weed gettin high, doing anything just to kill time,i suppose one day ima get my shine, but noone is gonna give me that unless i take mine, hip-hop isnt what it used to be, too many niggas fucked up in the industry, these little kids thinking about gettin big money like the lottery, on their paper chase they gave up education little they did know knowledge is the best quality,
ok why u gota Guchi lewie backpac-iz dat wher u keep yo strap at-While ni**az iz on da corner wit all dis crak rap-i bring a smile 2 ya face like agrab bag-And While u preachin..i'm tachin, ur gurlz probly PEEkin-So i snEEk in your Peeckaan Ricaan-deep n 4 one weekend-Fu** up my sheetz & 3 sheepskinz-Told her we cudnt do it again unless she bringz a friend-Im on dat Barbie wit Ken... Bref smellin like Gin- i Fu** Around & do wat Deboe Did-U BETTA u think b4 poke out Ya supahero chin.........
Props from Within/COTTON mouf Flem spi-t-t-A/Poppin P's Disrespecktin ya kickaz'/Stoppin my stylz itz hard 2 pitCHa/Liqua patroled chemical Brain Change/Rappin on a beat named Change/rearrangin wut u Done CHanged/NumB YOU flunkiez Till u Stung Brained/Flammable inflamatoriez Leaking Sali-vation acidz/Weak Mc's need dey azz kicked/Thats why We Change thinkin' of the Masses/Crest & Boe give Act Right Classes/Crakin' breezys faster than the average Classic MacKster/Masterbate verbal spoof Juice....
now let your scabs bleed /from the gutters of queens cracks and dreams /let me scream /theres much more your eyes havent seen/ my ass aint clean and im far from the cover of a magazine hypotethcially speakin i was smokin im at ease now im open /you skeemers scoopin /my series is collectable/ highly respectbul /and i don't tie nike's to be checkin you /a message to the wreckin crew/we lost so much that we never lose
Straight from the shadez of Brooklyn/ Overlookin the "Rotten Apple"/ Central Bookin/ Got each crookin some type of grapple/ I play da capo/ with millimeters/ that'll make you leak liters/ I turn turnips to heavy bleeders/
We live in dour times, cats writin sour rhymes about guns, drugs, and sexy dimes. Those lacking innovation, step away from the microphone. Those unaware, hold my hand, I'll guide you home. Our hip hop Mohammeds are mostly forgotten. I remember the days when whack shit was abolished. Now we've adopted whack shit as if it's proper knowledge. It used to be if you didn't graduate, the lyrics would take you to college. "Memoirs of Dollars", sad to say hip hop today is devoid of scholars.
i walk kicking rocks aiming em straight to the sunset / and wonder why i havent felt the bullets from a gun yet / fuck all that g shit but living in los angeles straight on the east side where they roll and blast at kids / just to get invited to the gang fuck these bastard kids / cause if i take em one on one for sure theyll be done / but there backed by super armies so i rest my head and rerun my life as i remember started as child and never knew the universe could ever get this wild
lookin 4 change in my life/dont know where 2 go or turn 2/feeling like im going around in circles/stuck in a maze/feeling deja vu/or like eddie murray on ground hogs day/the only thing that keeps me sane is these beats that make me want 2 continuously lay down heat/vn we got our own style our own techniques/and in battles were not winning by small margins/we taking the whole platter until theres nothing left/got dealt a bad hand but its up 2 u 2 turn it around and make something outta nothing
....around the city i stay kids at play avoid gunshots every day, its not their fault but somehow a hot round is thrown into the mix n bystanders that are innocent are usually the ones that get hit, witnessing this 1st hand is enough to make a grown mans stomach twist especially when your lil sis is the vic and CPR becomes effortless, DOA, bow your heads, let us pray, i look up at the sky 4 an answer to the meaning of life then realize based off observations that this is the meaning i write.....
Skills that kills, or at least maims its victims Rap is fatally ill, now here are its symptoms Lyrically bereft cats treatin the game like step-dads: fuckin it up for no reason When you betray your government they call it treason Long hair and pink shirts seem to be in season What that used to mean, was a sale at Macy's I'm rappin with psychokinesis, your hollow words can't chase me Fans of incompetence thrive on the music now The industry makes more because it's the fans that are puttin out
These slums are dirty people deprived of water cause in the third world there is no order so kids are dyeing young instead of older the weather is damp a drop of rain is rare kids look up to the sky and stare wonder if anything is even there or if god feels slight remorse or cares children waving the hands in the atmosphere waiting for the skies to be clear or a cloud to shadow over every second of the life that is cast is getting nearer to death
when im posting text comments i need the crowd to bow they heads down and repeat after me.AMEN.paying homage from SoCal to the Yugoslavic on every topic we can speak freely on.lead me on by the hand once ive left this vessel and ill continue to serve my purpose as a guidance counseler helping wack mc's improve their verses over time you will see the need to confide in me for lecturings to grow in the mind as a plant from seed from poor to greed to living life prosperous void of need.
scavengers.panhandlers.poets that don't know it with grammar slurs im after your will to stay alive cuz i need that without a mic's feedback or a druggie that is so far gone when cut his wounds bleed crack.thats another episode ill let this go as long as someone returns it or burns it after reading..brad pitt..a ghetto cupon to cash in.laughin scribbling ryhmes on napkins after sinking my fangs in a dame's veins i've been slain but came back alive to claim more victims than katrina the hurricane
i think back in times when hiphop was alive and no one on lil wayne jock/cause its underground beats that ive shown that gets me in the mood to rock/i pick up mics and start to smoke mcz like a rolled spliff/and get stoned and just watck my records spin/ so you can feel how i feel when the beat starts to kick/thats the real shit not young jock fuck wayne when it cums to old hiphop that i still maintain/so if you dont like my flow let me see you kick sum shit /still pumpin hard core since 96/
off in another direction without a magellan tellin me the course i need of course this weed has me hittin trees but its only my airfreshener hanging from my rear view.and the cars is parked at the park damn this kush is stony got a skinny dude feeling the munchies some sun tea n a bag of spicy cheetos believe those are the necessities of life when i write but its a freestyle when i type.posted like a blog fillin up empty markers with grog n hittin the streets in the fog till my nibs clog..lol
...its a tunnel that i run to 2 release the pains felt..as the winter snow melts from the summers heat in SoCal so shall my past be washed away.on display in the smithsonian which we call youtube..you too can bare witness to a skinny dudes writtens small in the body but a mental with arnold schwartzenegar like fitness......
another story to tell..livin life in hell growing up having a fear of belts n welts till i was old enuff to stand up n defend myself.step pops got his ass dropped by the kid with glasses everyone called cyclops.memories like that stained my brain like krink inks n cheap highs i used to abuse just to get by..i live my life 1 carton of marlboro reds at a time to suppress the regrets that i have yet to pardon.pardon me.tears swell..where i tag my name is near hell..
Thoughts of destruction are tempting Hold myself up, but the will is bending Nerves rending my body useless Can't control my impulses how could I have any uses? People are clueless to the life confined in a wheelchair I hate charity, but who's gonna take care of me when I'm reduced to constant therapy What if I kill a man, certainly I can't stand trial What if I'm convicted, would I be better off? Three meals a day and my own private loft Either way, years float away, and they still say I'm soft
pt. 1 Can't think of anything to say, the beat says it all. Thought about the time I almost died at the mall. Some dude thought that I was somebody else. Pulled a knife out, but I knew how to defend myself. Knocked it away, and his boys chased me down. Couldn't find a way to leave, fifty feet off the ground. Three stories up, I was runnin out of breath. Went full speed towards the escalator steps. My best chance... full of people unaware. Jumped the thing with what seemed like a minute of air.
Damn, that's a fucked up story....I'm not sure if that's real but if it is, I'm so sorry, and if it isn't, go be a writer, please, and take the slack off of the wack sons of bitches feeding me drivel everyday that that I get desperate enough to hope TV and movies will be cool again.
I know what you mean, man. With a few exceptions, the entertainment medium has been awful for close to a decade now. Music has lost that spark. There are only a small handful of shows that I watch, but now the Shield is gone, too. Movies have been constantly recycled for the most part. Ne fresh ideas...
i'm rude-WHY-i refuse-ta choose-a loose side-the blue sky-over high-my motor grind-in order-bind--a quarter-i find-is sort of mine-i-cough-quite-alot-write-the plot-fight a flock-in spite-of hot-rocks-from a crock pot-they ignite-the sight-unorthodox-an orhpan-kocks-on a door-but the cautious-locks-they conscience-blocked-they cry-this nonsense-drop-it on site-it make me nauseous-i toss-it to the side-breakng postures-i demolish-ya kind-taking-offers-ya lost-crossing the line-frost-it cost life
support obama cuz we lookin for change vote mccain and the fact remains thngs will be the same jus slighty alterd and rearanged mccains a p.o.w. inside this guys insane this guys brain been warped so much in debates he repeats the same thngs/the front man can make a difference even though its them in the backround who really run the picture
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to all the heads out there/ that still care/ about lyrical skills/ keepin it real/ and makin the audience feel/ listien up!/ while the fakes stall/ eventually fall/ we stay chillin "high"- but not always tall / they are a hopeless cause/ flowin bout the drugs/ and breakin laws/ pause/ think about yo shit/ get ya ends/ and work on your spit/ hip hop releases the stress/ relieves the mess/ and if used properly changes you for the best.
nvrfearhecshere 2 months ago
top 10 beats ever damn
LexMusic94 4 months ago
1996
pfol84 5 months ago
anybody know what year this came out
tillainfinity 6 months ago
@tillainfinity dude this shit came out in the 90's :D
DarthVader323610 5 months ago
@DarthVader323610 i know that i just wanted to know the exact year
tillainfinity 5 months ago
Mic burner beatin up the track like im ike turner.
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JodyBrickz80 6 months ago
hiphop raised me made me/ into who I am today.
I am hip hops baby. woulda been dead if not 4 hip hop but hip hop saved me. took me away when I had no way out.it was hip hop
that came2 my rescue n showed me how2 cope.
No silver spoon or gravy trainz. just hard knocks and bars locked behind me. Nameless,Nothin but a number now. -N-this special place 4 niggaz who refuse to ever dumb it down. Dark thunder clouds roar overhead, the sound of hunger on the prowl. no telling when its gonna end til then
JodyBrickz80 6 months ago
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JodyBrickz80 6 months ago
i like raps that tell story / simple peaceful or gory / cuz when that real shit hits my ear i hear the dissolving of bad emotion love and fear / ur either spreading the message like the po or getting something off your chest like bad hoe/ you know im just spitting out like my lungs filled with tar / this the aint the kind of music that u listen to in a car / u gotta understand the man thats on the stand inarticulate or specific wack or terrific we all in the same game making it happin, Rapping
AakwardAardvark 6 months ago
that is real hip hop!!!
eddy8258 7 months ago
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MAN FUCK YOU ..YOUR SHIT !
OMAR75able 7 months ago
BTW. i dont mean to sound like a know it all but da beatminerz actually produced this track. It was just featured on dj premiers 101 mixtape
xDEATHCRUSHx 7 months ago
primo's best from 101 mixtape
cartmaneq 8 months ago
"The masterpiece is never complete"
xDEATHCRUSHx 8 months ago
spit decent
even left flim on the desk at 5th precinct
yeah that nasty wit it
I never talked to a chick that was trashy wit it
The hood laughed at the bro comin home everyday filthy
Until he started a business .... cleaning foreclosed homes even got an old F-150 months later coulda sworn it wont the same man
especially after seeing him emerge from the moca Benz
wit the same gameplan
telemanque 8 months ago 2
Question please/Why is it evident we feel a need to pretend/ As though kindness is a weakness/if you believe this you're living in a world of deceit,unblessed reveling in the stress/ praising the upper hand being the one finally to dish out the torment/Victim of the actions against you, but still can't be cleansed/as hate has bred more/had opportunities to be saved/but with a smirk on the face kicked back closed the once open door/what is bad has became good as there seems to be no cure (coming)
IsOneFunny 9 months ago
got to listen to beats then speak reality/none of this "hard talk" that leaves the artistes like plasticine/cloned, the MTV seed sown then pumped out of a factory/forgetting the end game is to live on happily,maybe start a family/realize that some beauty is on the surface/hindsight is a bitch when you see some past as worthless/living on borrowed time got to get the best out of each moment/see those lost along the roads and show them/not saying that 'I have a dream' but we can all be decent men.
IsOneFunny 9 months ago
Le vrais RAP!
DeexterDGK 11 months ago
Respect...
chaptawon019 11 months ago
time has come rock the bells they done rung slap the shit outta rap like hip hops back and were back to basics rock Adidas not Asics Ive been stuck in this mind state becoming what rage is till it leaped out my chest in the form of pen scribes or typed in woooord up pages even better then the mic gives it life when I breathe out the rhyme so gracious people think I'm Genuine because the next cadence leaves them So Anxious
gr5ggy4 1 year ago
veri nice instrumental
leonidasss666 1 year ago
haha "Engineered by Kieran 'I'll Crack Your Skull' Walsh"
JM13FUNK 1 year ago
this beat inspires me to be the best i can be. true hip hop
ProjectERA 1 year ago
skeletons inside my closet who wants to know?
or what about the hoe who i drained the blood from her nose with a rubber hose?
i made sure her blood didn't infect my clothes
im called azzy a i better yet the machette man
a canibal to cut of your hand and deep fry in the frying pan
im a insane canible type of eating animal mammel
all you haters you all better run to cover
my homies from different familys but their still my brothers.
xwca1 1 year ago
@xwca1
worssst fuckin shit ive ever heard
that905kid 9 months ago
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arocksz 8 months ago
@arocksz
are you FUCKIN dumb? i HATE lil wayne yur a pussy for even mentioning him. go listen to some real shit and then come back to me you faggot lol
that905kid 7 months ago
things neva change
its all remains the same
u gota truly understand how to play the game
some write contracts in blood jus to make some fame
your rich but the money cant take away ya pain
smokey631 1 year ago
mr. walt da legend
Dschaylizy 1 year ago
just got off work a while ago it's around noon, im chillin in my room and im about to introduce you wack cats to ya doom, use a mic like a pickaxe and raid ya tomb, you skinny jeans emcees are easily consumed, i shit you out to make room for this nostalgic tune, see i eat beats frequently, fuck ya hoe secretly, cause i still cling to my last shred of human decency, but im just an animal at heart, napolean dynamites get blown apart, by this Mic Bonapart, you bitches get martyred like joan of arc.
DoctorSess 1 year ago
Nowadays, rap seems to be more bout how you dress
How many bitches you curess and what chain fits you the best
Rhymes and reason are replaced with fancy cars and instead of bars they fill the songs with pest
Lyrical skills are equal to Marylin Manson, as they be loungin' in they mansion
buttfucking creative peoples creation replacing it with illusion and delusions about riches like the dollars the only solution
The conclusion to the equation is; rid our music of this pollution, fuck the biz
Schtonken 1 year ago
that the beat Ahmed impresses me by J Dilla
streetdisciple987 1 year ago
@streetdisciple987 pete rock used the same sample for the song called its on you
ghost4doom 1 year ago
@ghost4doom Yeah i know, thanks you
streetdisciple987 1 year ago
@streetdisciple987 no doubt, also u might wanna check out son of ran-can i...it also gives a different aspect of this beat if u haven't heard it yet
ghost4doom 1 year ago
when the rhymes on point i put the beat to deceased lost my ration of compassion stashin these burdens untill I turn Beast/atleast i get it off my chest, cause and effect my breath the cause of my life and effects mc's threats with death
gr5ggy4 1 year ago
Damn, i haven't heard this in yearz!!!! It feelz good. got me thinkin' bout 1996 smokin out to this shit with my nigga DJ PHINGA PRINT!!! Back when catz got shit in the RECORD POOLS Real HIP HOP !!!!
MelatoneofChapter13 1 year ago
@MelatoneofChapter13 What's good Tone!! This is Krush,bruhh!
We talked about diggin' and hip hop a few times when you used to work @ Be-Bop Metrocenter. I holla'd at Print 'bout a month ago debating about which was the best,FL or MPC's.
I'm glad I ran up on you,bruhh-'bout to check out your page in a minute!
-PEACE
soln4suhreborn 1 year ago
just climb up the ladder/ in pursuit of the knowledge/ not from a college/ sped up by the herb/ u take ur time/ use a swish to roll a dime/and let the feeling soak/ protected by ur marijuana cloak/ it brings u close/ to the good/ distanced form the bad/ what if that was all this world had?/ it would be like a whole new season/ but people care about others/ for the wrong reasons/ and look to gain for themselves/ they don’t care about no L’s/ not even their home turf/ our precious earth
KsmokentokeJ 1 year ago
1 person likes that mainstream crap.
MoNicholasLaird 1 year ago
i wrote a song for this track hit me up
zuri6590 1 year ago
yo i aint down with chit chat/sit back or get your head cracked like six packs/gettin my money,the breads going to my head/now im power hungry/i keep ya on lock like the jaws of a pit bull,dont bark/cus in my pack we run around like wild strays/were im from pigs dunn realy care about hase,if your minds in a dase and its cloudy/im something like a revoloutionary or something when i step up on the block bitches love me they shouting/im verbaly 2 hot,shoot em like 2 pac/
Killuminati1blood 1 year ago
ghatugunzzz 1 year ago
:-)
ROMAJAM 1 year ago
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Real Hip Hop.....
arocksz 1 year ago
Real Hip Hop....
arocksz 1 year ago
For me this is true HipHop ...
Just chillin and relaxin while listening to this track ..
just amazing
1Drummer88 1 year ago
this beat is so smoth like hearing it first thing in the mornig
pablo27930 1 year ago
Irreverent, irrelevant the kids of Brooklyn/ either findin themselves shook or tooken/ the streets is a one way to stop, throughout your block kids get knocked/ all for what, to keep minorities from imploring into social trends of society/ one in a hundred get out, riding on their clout/ 99 is left strugglin, bubblin in anger/ to get out of the system you need the guile of a panther.
kingofarsenal11 1 year ago
this some smoth peat rock type joint this is hip hop
pablo27930 1 year ago
I've listened to this instrumental millions of times. Your version seems a little faster/ detuned. Still sounds dope.
ruslanio 1 year ago
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UrbanPicture 2 years ago
At that time, it is a tape.
It is I-mac now
The good one is good.
type1976 2 years ago
hiphopbwwsoccer 2 years ago
Gotta K.I.M. can't let these beats go to waste. We've got a culture to take back.
Gune14 2 years ago
Oh my god!!!1
MrClaymate01 2 years ago
i remember back in the day listening to this. we'd drive around for hours at night through the city, rat traps, rolling back woods and beats, freestylin to this over the vocals. so nice
catch2370 2 years ago 3
but as we grow up we throw up those follicle sounds, and dig deep into our body and never break us down, so say now wont you just listen and duck down watcha don't know isn't logical now.
Cloax 2 years ago
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5* check my beat pls and give some advice :)
shelbere 2 years ago
Just finished freestylng to this
delirious44 2 years ago 13
@delirious44 youtube rap battle
camjfilms 2 months ago
REAL Hip Hop at its best. Where did it go!?
WoodenLogProductions 2 years ago
its still here only is underground now under a shroud of commercialism but i do wonder will the golden age return
alwayshigh94 2 years ago
Hell yeah brotha...
It's gonna swing back around once people realize it's about the music, not the money. All it takes is for the real heads to get out there and start making a move, that's how Hip Hop was born.
Watch out for the labels though. They coughed up the fools (I ain't naming no names) that killed the scene and stole the hope.
To all those who think Hip Hop is dead, you ain't real. Your straight weak.
It's time to stand up and hold it down!
Word
Boooooooooka 2 years ago 2
@Boooooooooka - Name those labels bro they ain't going to know it's you........guess Bad Boy is one
Mos141 1 year ago
@Boooooooooka well put
TheTman5487 1 year ago
1Drummer88 thats where your wrong, this shit is everyone, R.I.P true hip hop, but fuck it, " Its better to love and lost, then never love at all" I can see why parents flip when there kids listen to true hop, BECAREFUL
Gainesvillin 2 years ago 2
YOU MIGHT FIND YOURSELF
Gainesvillin 2 years ago
i forgot about this hot ass song.now i cant stop listen to.this real hjp hop.peace 2 everybody who had something 2 do with making this song especially evil dee
htooms68 2 years ago
Yo stop frontin', and use ya head
Brokewax 2 years ago 4
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that's what i call hip-hop!!
flipped that same ahmad jamal sample.
check it out on my channel.
fuckadoo84 2 years ago 2
This shit got style you know what i mean ...
This shit got style ...
1Drummer88 2 years ago 3
this is for cool people ... you know what iam saying ...
this shit is for cool people
1Drummer88 2 years ago
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RenKinRaM 2 years ago
As I sit to and chill listen to this fresh beat makes me feel ill, thinkin about the mountains and sippin a cream ale fuck the hand rail cause I stride for free ride my happiness yo I dont need to hide, my bro is what I need to find hidden in the fresh snow I like to call it powder and thats fo sho........ how am I doin so far ha ha ha I rhymed a few lines in a row, cocked back lyrics and ima ready to throw,,,,,, down on the mic fresh to go
steveflows 2 years ago 2
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aniel198 2 years ago
I love this track!
AndysHorde 2 years ago
i see shades of blue,black and green,then images of death fill up the scene,many niggas slayed by the tip of the blade,jst bc the mothafukin money wasnt made,thts why ya boy alwayz stay gettin paid,ar15 will you body and your head layin seperate,messin with tht chick nigga must be desperate,i think like im from an unknown land,at the end of the cycle we all return to sand,i dnt bring knives to a gun fight,infared pointed at your head call him light bright....
unachi 2 years ago
shadow stepping into the hands of time, sit back while we blow your mind, we cant all be the fallback from you obvious rhymes, you intuition is more harder than mine, so i stand firm take a step back and watch reality learn.
Cloax 2 years ago
alexshawalexshaw 2 years ago
to all the heads out there/ that still care/ about lyrical skills/ keepin it real/ and makin the audience feel/ listien up!/ while the fakes stall/ eventually fall/ we stay chillin "high"- but not always tall / they are a hopeless cause/ flowin bout the drugs/ and breakin laws/ pause/ think about yo shit/ get ya ends/ and work on your spit/ hip hop releases the stress/ relieves the mess/ and if used properly changes you for the best.
Blaze Tough
nvrfearhecshere 2 years ago 17
i was feeling this the whole way through very nice choice of words sir, stay up.
Cloax 2 years ago
@nvrfearhecshere nice rhymes dr. zues . . no metaphorical punchline presence what so ever just spit it how it is . . lol doesnt compete, should have top likes on this beat either . .
EMCEEHRAS 8 months ago
ayo(0:25) u betta know the ledge/
and i aint talkin bout rakim/ i pop him
make it dim/ im the reaper like grim/
all white brim rock a yankee logo/
black polo/ mic's sizzilin like hot cocoa/
you paranoid like frodo/ around here thats a no-no/ nigas leave the steam hot/ flee n leave the scene hot
SofaKing190 2 years ago
nothing like summer days smoking weed gettin high, doing anything just to kill time,i suppose one day ima get my shine, but noone is gonna give me that unless i take mine, hip-hop isnt what it used to be, too many niggas fucked up in the industry, these little kids thinking about gettin big money like the lottery, on their paper chase they gave up education little they did know knowledge is the best quality,
MxHaZem0nKeY 2 years ago
wack man
greeffonreleef 2 years ago
i dont see u writin something better
MxHaZem0nKeY 2 years ago
ok why u gota Guchi lewie backpac-iz dat wher u keep yo strap at-While ni**az iz on da corner wit all dis crak rap-i bring a smile 2 ya face like agrab bag-And While u preachin..i'm tachin, ur gurlz probly PEEkin-So i snEEk in your Peeckaan Ricaan-deep n 4 one weekend-Fu** up my sheetz & 3 sheepskinz-Told her we cudnt do it again unless she bringz a friend-Im on dat Barbie wit Ken... Bref smellin like Gin- i Fu** Around & do wat Deboe Did-U BETTA u think b4 poke out Ya supahero chin.........
zperine4ever 2 years ago
Props from Within/COTTON mouf Flem spi-t-t-A/Poppin P's Disrespecktin ya kickaz'/Stoppin my stylz itz hard 2 pitCHa/Liqua patroled chemical Brain Change/Rappin on a beat named Change/rearrangin wut u Done CHanged/NumB YOU flunkiez Till u Stung Brained/Flammable inflamatoriez Leaking Sali-vation acidz/Weak Mc's need dey azz kicked/Thats why We Change thinkin' of the Masses/Crest & Boe give Act Right Classes/Crakin' breezys faster than the average Classic MacKster/Masterbate verbal spoof Juice....
zperine4ever 2 years ago
i wish i had this 8 years ago...
tmotivate 2 years ago
Beatminerz + Ahmad Jamal = Pure dopeness
Brokewax 2 years ago 3
i take a step back and freezeeee/
i love everything that loves me
now let your scabs bleed /from the gutters of queens cracks and dreams /let me scream /theres much more your eyes havent seen/ my ass aint clean and im far from the cover of a magazine hypotethcially speakin i was smokin im at ease now im open /you skeemers scoopin /my series is collectable/ highly respectbul /and i don't tie nike's to be checkin you /a message to the wreckin crew/we lost so much that we never lose
prterrorist817 2 years ago
Straight from the shadez of Brooklyn/ Overlookin the "Rotten Apple"/ Central Bookin/ Got each crookin some type of grapple/ I play da capo/ with millimeters/ that'll make you leak liters/ I turn turnips to heavy bleeders/
leem30 2 years ago
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hiphopbwwsoccer 2 years ago 2
peng
Kio19NinetyfiveFlav 2 years ago
i walk kicking rocks aiming em straight to the sunset / and wonder why i havent felt the bullets from a gun yet / fuck all that g shit but living in los angeles straight on the east side where they roll and blast at kids / just to get invited to the gang fuck these bastard kids / cause if i take em one on one for sure theyll be done / but there backed by super armies so i rest my head and rerun my life as i remember started as child and never knew the universe could ever get this wild
kicks626 2 years ago 3
lookin 4 change in my life/dont know where 2 go or turn 2/feeling like im going around in circles/stuck in a maze/feeling deja vu/or like eddie murray on ground hogs day/the only thing that keeps me sane is these beats that make me want 2 continuously lay down heat/vn we got our own style our own techniques/and in battles were not winning by small margins/we taking the whole platter until theres nothing left/got dealt a bad hand but its up 2 u 2 turn it around and make something outta nothing
atrabeck 2 years ago
....around the city i stay kids at play avoid gunshots every day, its not their fault but somehow a hot round is thrown into the mix n bystanders that are innocent are usually the ones that get hit, witnessing this 1st hand is enough to make a grown mans stomach twist especially when your lil sis is the vic and CPR becomes effortless, DOA, bow your heads, let us pray, i look up at the sky 4 an answer to the meaning of life then realize based off observations that this is the meaning i write.....
forwardsikology 2 years ago
Devotion, eliminatin the need for coastin on hoaxes.
I'm not a genius, but I see the signs.
Free your mind, new rap IS the Matrix,
the world pulled over our eyes
All rap now has that surrounding green tint
Having withdrawals, pockets start producin green lint.
These mainstream recordings are far from mint condition
Cats doing real shit don't get the deserved recognition.
I bet if I rapped about the hoes I know, or the clothes I own,
that I could make it on a tv video show, but I don't think so.
hiphopbwwsoccer 2 years ago
good stuff
forwardsikology 2 years ago
hiphopbwwsoccer 2 years ago
back2flow 2 years ago 5
when im posting text comments i need the crowd to bow they heads down and repeat after me.AMEN.paying homage from SoCal to the Yugoslavic on every topic we can speak freely on.lead me on by the hand once ive left this vessel and ill continue to serve my purpose as a guidance counseler helping wack mc's improve their verses over time you will see the need to confide in me for lecturings to grow in the mind as a plant from seed from poor to greed to living life prosperous void of need.
forwardsikology 3 years ago
scavengers.panhandlers.poets that don't know it with grammar slurs im after your will to stay alive cuz i need that without a mic's feedback or a druggie that is so far gone when cut his wounds bleed crack.thats another episode ill let this go as long as someone returns it or burns it after reading..brad pitt..a ghetto cupon to cash in.laughin scribbling ryhmes on napkins after sinking my fangs in a dame's veins i've been slain but came back alive to claim more victims than katrina the hurricane
forwardsikology 3 years ago
i think back in times when hiphop was alive and no one on lil wayne jock/cause its underground beats that ive shown that gets me in the mood to rock/i pick up mics and start to smoke mcz like a rolled spliff/and get stoned and just watck my records spin/ so you can feel how i feel when the beat starts to kick/thats the real shit not young jock fuck wayne when it cums to old hiphop that i still maintain/so if you dont like my flow let me see you kick sum shit /still pumpin hard core since 96/
kkkeewww 3 years ago 2
Infantile with your wordplay,
I've been dominating since third grade.
Proficiency with the language serves my trade.
My purpose lay with exposin fakes
and snakes incapable of rhymin straight.
Sit back and watch the sprinkler cycle.
Spreadin intelligence is key to survival.
I don't need a crew to do my bidding.
Mano y mano, I'll take you on from the sittin position.
not directed at you, sik.
hiphopbwwsoccer 3 years ago 2
off in another direction without a magellan tellin me the course i need of course this weed has me hittin trees but its only my airfreshener hanging from my rear view.and the cars is parked at the park damn this kush is stony got a skinny dude feeling the munchies some sun tea n a bag of spicy cheetos believe those are the necessities of life when i write but its a freestyle when i type.posted like a blog fillin up empty markers with grog n hittin the streets in the fog till my nibs clog..lol
forwardsikology 3 years ago 2
...sick ass instrumental....
forwardsikology 3 years ago
...its a tunnel that i run to 2 release the pains felt..as the winter snow melts from the summers heat in SoCal so shall my past be washed away.on display in the smithsonian which we call youtube..you too can bare witness to a skinny dudes writtens small in the body but a mental with arnold schwartzenegar like fitness......
forwardsikology 3 years ago
another story to tell..livin life in hell growing up having a fear of belts n welts till i was old enuff to stand up n defend myself.step pops got his ass dropped by the kid with glasses everyone called cyclops.memories like that stained my brain like krink inks n cheap highs i used to abuse just to get by..i live my life 1 carton of marlboro reds at a time to suppress the regrets that i have yet to pardon.pardon me.tears swell..where i tag my name is near hell..
forwardsikology 3 years ago
chilest beat by far
thedominio 3 years ago
hiphopbwwsoccer 3 years ago
hiphopbwwsoccer 3 years ago
pt. 2
Came down and felt my knee buckle.
I rolled out of it and landed on my knuckles.
Picked myself up and ran through the Macy's.
Kept runnin, I swore they wouldn't take me.
I've only rarely felt the scare that they gave me.
Scarred for a few weeks, I never saw them again.
Funny thing, I looked a lot like one of my friends.
John was found dead four days later.
It hurt cause I saw his face all over the papers.
hiphopbwwsoccer 3 years ago
Damn, that's a fucked up story....I'm not sure if that's real but if it is, I'm so sorry, and if it isn't, go be a writer, please, and take the slack off of the wack sons of bitches feeding me drivel everyday that that I get desperate enough to hope TV and movies will be cool again.
ssjfighter2000 3 years ago 2
I know what you mean, man. With a few exceptions, the entertainment medium has been awful for close to a decade now. Music has lost that spark. There are only a small handful of shows that I watch, but now the Shield is gone, too. Movies have been constantly recycled for the most part. Ne fresh ideas...
hiphopbwwsoccer 3 years ago
yo-my melodious phraseology-unconscionable-i unload-spontaneous-radiology-in constant-molecules-unstoppable-scientific anatomy-honerable-schematic-academy-i graduate-with ethical-flattery-no stagnation-involuntary-fluency-compilation-non truent-i'm prudent-with frugal-equality-immune-to the tune-that presume-ideology-my scrutiny-repute-allusive-mythology-lore's ignored-i store-inured to-the source-the originator-on course-with the form thats-the limit-major-superrior-discourse-irrevocable-vocals
RapSince99sux 3 years ago
omit that first paragraph please
RapSince99sux 3 years ago
yo-my melodious phraseology-unconscionable-i unload-spontaneous-radiology-in constant-molecules-unstoppable-scientific anatomy-honerable-schematic-academy-i graduate-with ethical-flattery-no stagnation-involuntary-fluency-compilation-non truent-i'm prudent-with frugal-equality-immune-to the tune-that presume-ideology-my scrutiny-repute-allusive-mythology-lore's ignored-i store-inured to-the source-the originator-on course-with the form that replace your
RapSince99sux 3 years ago
limit-ya practice scrimmage-and act as if-ya -image is-major-Im superior-my discourse-absorb-and inform-yo-my irrevocable-vocals-they erase chords-they notable--ya a disgrace-so embrace-my evasive-behavior-I devote-my notes-to the motive-my basis-or-my unsociable mode-i mimic kids-i'm not affable-ya laughable-critic-so quit it-i commit to the rhyme style-i dismiss-your design child-ya infant-you tongue-tied-idiot-i confide-you to assign-ya mind-to new insight-some true pride
RapSince99sux 3 years ago
i'm rude-WHY-i refuse-ta choose-a loose side-the blue sky-over high-my motor grind-in order-bind--a quarter-i find-is sort of mine-i-cough-quite-alot-write-the plot-fight a flock-in spite-of hot-rocks-from a crock pot-they ignite-the sight-unorthodox-an orhpan-kocks-on a door-but the cautious-locks-they conscience-blocked-they cry-this nonsense-drop-it on site-it make me nauseous-i toss-it to the side-breakng postures-i demolish-ya kind-taking-offers-ya lost-crossing the line-frost-it cost life
RapSince99sux 3 years ago
feelin the vocab man
city0fj 3 years ago
thanks for this, I always played this tune on my walkman..
ldnkid 3 years ago 2
Wow how time passes. Thank you for posting this beat, its been a long minute since i've heard this track.
stuckinthetrees 3 years ago
i like the little crossing guard whistle in the background. this track will never get old
yosumi28 3 years ago
Great instrumental!Does anyone know what is the name of the original(sampled)song?
stevjah 3 years ago
ahmad jamal awakening :)
yosumi28 3 years ago
Thankx man,i found the whole album!Much propz!
stevjah 3 years ago
hell yea....ahmad jamal is dope...that laid back jazz you can just drift off in
RapSince99sux 3 years ago
Very nice beat, thank you.
CodemanCpp 3 years ago
talkn shit you better be ready to back it up,
actin tough but you aint fuckn widd no average thugs
fasten up widd real rockets if you maskin up
thats because never be too sure so we blastin mugs..
had enough?your white tee seems to match wid blood
laugh it up. till the night comes we passin blunts
gaspin lungs thinkn bout the past the passions strong.
latchin on till every track of the facts are gone, and
the only thing on my mind is when im passin on get it in....
Klassick1 3 years ago
one of the best piano beat!!!!
McHawkone 3 years ago
support obama cuz we lookin for change vote mccain and the fact remains thngs will be the same jus slighty alterd and rearanged mccains a p.o.w. inside this guys insane this guys brain been warped so much in debates he repeats the same thngs/the front man can make a difference even though its them in the backround who really run the picture
mrgnigga 3 years ago
Evil Dee & Mr. Walt RULES!!
soln4suhreborn 3 years ago
This is some dope shit instrumental!Original song is great too!
stevjah 3 years ago
where can i get this beat? i need to download dis one:D
masterivo 3 years ago
Limewire
YazzyYaz07 3 years ago
beatminerz production
thedominio 3 years ago
interessant.. soo prägent diese lied suuper beat aber der RAP muss hierbei dabei sein
imclimbminds 3 years ago
Shit like this will never get old
candylaster50 3 years ago 3
thanks man, dont ever take this down!
BestVideosEver01 3 years ago 7
brilliant :)
russlerftw 3 years ago 4
Thank you!!!!!
Tonyillicit 3 years ago 4
Hell yes. Now all I've gotta do is find a way to download it straight from YouTube.
Mittens2317 3 years ago
Tone The Backbone on the keys!!!
blackxmasq 3 years ago 5
GOOD WORK HOMIE!!!
blackxmasq 3 years ago 4