9th in my top 5 for beat creators for sure i mean come on.

Was this ever used by an artist?

Women love this beat.

00:14 00;14 00:15 00:16 00:17

Nice beat 5 ⭐ stars

If Nostalgia is the same as being stuck in the Matrix, then Im fine with that for eternity 👍🏼

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check it { Vengo duro'' para el futuro'' de seguro ke estoy caliente cambiandote el ambiente'' escorpiones '' copiones porfiones'', ratones comiendo basura de safacones''. I rep for my Boris and Domis in the streets'' who hustle so they can eat '' mess with us and you may lose all your teeth'' its deep so here comes the pain el dolor'' no importa el color'' vengo dominando el mic porque tengo el control''] word PR, DR , NY...

I miss real hip hop

Shout out to J.Armz… 🎉

Hey alcamist its your boy chin chilla from knowledge Jamaican group da rude boyz.

Venice Beach at sundown type shit.

I'm a hell of a problem, nobody has the answer Pooh be spreading out, like a body of cancer My stanza, get it going like a car, (vroom) Usher in the new era, like this y'all (this y'all) I'm raw stripped down, no minerals A distilled emcee, no chemicals No subliminals A smooth criminal before the rape charge I, shake and bake, bring terror to your squad My, pen's ferocious I'm so focused and I pray to God that the world knows this Exposes flaws in your scheme dog Me and Dilla go hard, my Lord You don't want know problems (problems) I'm a nigga that'll solve 'em (solve 'em) Without a doubt, ya I'm in the booth, cold knockin niggas out Tell my tales by word of mouth Ya, you know me Where you gonna hide? When the sun goes down, and the lights in the city get low Where you gonna hide? When your peeps ain't around, and there ain't no place to go Where you gonna hide? When the hood starts watchin, and the boys got they eye on your safe Where you gonna hide? Ain't nowhere to run, and there ain't no hiding place Don't compare me to jokes I'll strangle the air in your throat Like you jump from a chair and choke In mid-air from a rope Got a big gun and carry a scope The flare of the smoke Keep niggas quiet like words that librarians spoke I'm arrogant, outlandish Blow your face out, and shake out the dandruff The jakes won't make out the handprints I'm as real as it gets, with the steel and the clips Buck and make niggas duck, and kneel and do splits It gets no realer than this Its Tay and Elzhi dropping that definitive shit This should have been a double album commemorative disc Cause hip-hop might need us And in your town, no telling where you might see us My whole team coming through in tees and wife beaters Out, doin their damn thing like beavers Yo, its P to the H-O, I finish the job Plus my Dominican Broad Making me chili con queso Work and plan a perfect verse Then burst like a person That jerked from a circus cannon Then landed to the earth Its me on the song, featured your fleet Breathing as strong It's a gypsy reading a palm With a drawn heater Never gone off the wrong reefer A bong chief of the don Ball as long as LeBron's bronze sneakers Got ways of a thuggie, thinking I won't come and get you Dressed like a bum with pistols and AK's in the buggy And Tay is blazing it lovely, cause I'm one with the game So I sat back, chilled, dropped Foreign Exchange And a lot of rap niggas got lost Heard Phontigga carrying tunes and assumed he don got soft They didn't understand it was my next direction So I'm playing postman and addressing questions Like, yes I'm still a LB, no I'm not leaving No I don't eat meat, but yes I'm still beefin But all these wack niggas putting records out This is all live nigga, check it out LB, S Villa fam on a mission And I ain't worried about people biting "Minstrel Show" They still teething on "The Listening" Where you gonna hide? When the sun goes down, and the lights in the city get low Where you gonna hide? When your peeps ain't around, and there ain't no place to go Where you gonna hide? When the hood starts watchin, and the boys got they eye on your safe Where you gonna hide? Ain't nowhere to run, and there ain't no hiding place

Yo! I'm here lying in bed, head spinning outa control. I need therapy and some healing for my soul. Just the other day life was good, was setting goals, now I'm here beside myself heart broken left exposed. Plus I'm all alone, and I haven't got a home, no family and no friends my companion is my phone. I feel so double minded and misguided it's like my Angels and my demons went to war and now there both colliding. Its so traumatising the ups and downs to and fro round and rounds si demoralising

Imagine big pun on this

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“PSA REMIX” (Walk On) *_"Intro"_* "Entourages are walk-ons *_hardly swole_* Too many rocks *_Cardi cold,_* me I’m quite *_Aubrey Cole_* Sean *_Duckworth_* why *_rebuttal you_* when nothing is a *_subtle truth_* I have to give a *_fluck first_* I know ya hands in the pot I don't trust them I *_trust thirst_* Beating nail colors off of this game and every *_thrust hurts_* No revenge don't care *_just dessert her_* just *_desert her_* The dicks a *_gun_* that made her *_cum_* left her in the desert a *_squirter_* Relationships business I don't see the *_merger_* They turn around, they *_plead to me repeatedly_* *_'Save people Kaycito Brigante,' que lindo ya mom say,_* *_Trey Wingo of hable, 8 refills of Bombay_* *_Great Coquito on God's day_* So you never *_celebrate solito mi hombre_* If *_I decide to my disciples diss psychos_* 9 Jesus pieces took, *_3 afraid people in my way”_* (They better not..) (Walk on) *_“Bridge”_* *_“Fly like_* Dante *_Basco_* won't *_chaperone assholes that's yo’_* answer on ya *_savior shit_* Unless I'm their *_favorite_* I'll whisper 'No' like I *_watched them_* Ok won’t let the shooter through I'll *_block him_* Not saying I'm them but you didn't know I'm *_not not them_* *_Kay_* at *_5'8_* saves the ball at expense of being *_6'9_* In arm *_chick fine fleece_* with the *_Bapes_* Some men like me are just more at *_ease_* with their *_fate_* My aura has me blessed in hell I’ll *_sneeze_* on the *_snakes_* Studio rap rehab bob and *_wean_* on the *_bass_* While rappers pre-synced like where all the *_police encased_* They’ll wave their finger when I MJ-style drop *_dunks on the block_* Right out the sky just like I’m Da *_Funk Doctor Spock_* I know their there I smell the *_skunk on a cop_* Good-hearted *_Bunks_* still an *_op_* C'mon officer bubble rap in these shoe boxes only thing in my *_trunk_* that goes *_pop”_* (Please let me) (Walk on) “Happy Devil’s Night” *_“Outro”_* *_-KGodWill_*

Did the producer sample Keep The Heads RInging by Dr Dre? Sounds alot alike

Yeahhh

Still bangin this cut!

9th got heaterz

Datit

Masked men, boogie monsters, duck tape, shovel; feel the rubble, pummel, your bones into dust. killa' comets hurtle to earth, so go wax your lexus; the impact will crack fu@kin Texas, enter the nexus. In my spare time, Im making dioramas of murder scenes; premonitioned morticians, buildin' coffin factories. Code red, warp 6 in now infested, release the pathogen, contain the continuum. Space invaders, robot roach; in blue moon boots, the invisible man, he approach Cryogenic labratory, Mr Whites on ice; human skinnnn kites, blot out the suuunns light. Paranoid, believe not what you see, I get so close, I can almost hear you thinking......(he's behind meeee)

NC is forever home!

1 Time 4 Hip Hop !!!!!!

Bring back rapping drake with this beat

Had to come back after 10 years from typing freestyles in KZbin comment section this beat is fire.

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Nostalgic

Papoose Bodied This On The Smack DVD🔥🔥💯

Hands in ya face . close my case . pot in the Vase . leave Clientel lace . No victim no case turn up the base ... let missle go at the Foreign race . stole from a beat from mase . I'm a hitman hurns . leave him with side burns ... My shooter take turns .

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kzbin.info/www/bejne/aqPCn6mvmrZga6c Jumped on this

Bmm, bmm, bmm, Bmm Bmmmmmm

To Tame me it's gonna take more than guts. you need the eye of the tiger heart of the lion and king Kong nuts. Lloyd bodied tf outta this beat

so fireeeee

Wack lyrics below ⬇️

YOU CANT STOP THE REIGN

Banks killed this beat 💯👏🏾

Holy shit.

I see comments as far back as 4, 9, 12 years ago. November 2021(A.C.) tappin in 💯

2021 here ?

One the best tracks that won't ever fade....EVER!

Joe Scudda snapped on this track

This one of the hardest beats I’ve ever heard no cap

This beat smells like summertime.

I have a day dream of 9th wonder challenging ALC to a beat flip off, and this is this shit he comes up with. Like woah.

I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop Now this is what they call poetry in motion My soul bleeds on the paper, heart screams with emotion This my daily devotion, the verses stay deeper then the ocean So hip-hop you owe me a promotion Yeah I do a little boasting and bragging Whats all the commotion and nagging about? 'Cause I'm Still the Champ in the south 'Cause rappers get in the booth and I keep dragging them out For they fire at these pink slips I'm handing them out 'Cause this is theater of the mind Considerate a sign of whats to come next My moneys just fine bank filled with dumb checks Terrorist threat flow, proceed to drop bombs like Mr. Funk flex But I don't do it for the money, I do it from the heart I do it with the beatbox, I did it from the start I do it for the DJ's, I do it for the chart's The fan gel flow, Luda do it 'cause it's art I do it for the fans, I do it on command I do it for the front row, I do it for the stands I spit it for the hood, I do it for the block And since nine years old, I did it for hip-hop! I don't do it for the cars and the fancy drops I do it for hip-hop, I do it for hip-hop, I do it for hip-hop And I don't do it for the chains and the flashing rocks I do it for hip-hop, I do it for hip-hop, I do it for hip-hop Uh they say I'm so low key, I'm socially awkward Only niggas who really know me, who I talk with They smile in the light, hate in the dark You call it beef, to me, it's just a fuckin walk in the park Cause you are who you are when nobody's lookin That's who you are, so when the cash and the cars is gone The day after tomorrow, don't be askin to borrow Ski mask it hard, like the way you rap in your bars I can ride on you and whoever, devise new endeavors I'm as live as a hive full of predators Twenty thousand different species of bees Some have poisonous stings, some just pollen their leaves It's like rap, some just buzz, some will attack Compromise their own life in fact Sixteen years since my first sixteen Pardon the rest of my niggas, but I'm the best who's ever did it! Uh, I do it for hip-hop Yeah, I do it for hip-hop Uh (I do it for hip-hop) (And I don't do for the chains and the flashin' rocks) Why we do it kid? I do it for hip-hop Yeah, I do it for hip-hop Uh, I do it for hip-hop Hip-hop, started out in the park We used to do it to avoid the Narcs I used to do it so the homeboy Clark Can get the fuck off my back while I knocked off these packs I used to rap to impress my friends To pass the time while I was gettin' it in Just so happens, I'm so illegal with the pen They ain't want me doin' anything illegal again I lost a lot of dogs to these streets I got Grammy Awards on these beats Thank God for Kool Herc Without your shit I probably would've got murked Shout out to Grandmaster Flash and to Caz And even Jaz bum-ass Hip-hop helped me wash my rocks These other rappers couldn't wash my socks That's why I took the number one slot The realest shit in rap comes from my voice box Lord knows when I was on my clock I prolly never woulda stopped, thank God for hip-hop I don't do for the cars and the fancy drops (Uh, I do it for hip-hop) (I do it for hip-hop) I do it for hip-hop And I don't do for the chains and the flashin' rocks (Come on, I do it for hip-hop) (I do it for hip-hop) (I do it for hip-hop) I don't do it for them cars and the fancy drops I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop And I don't it for the chains and the flashin' rocks I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop

T

This is hard🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥