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A beat from Paradise

It’s not Rocket Science Isolating in a empty world, Would you think I’m afflicted my life isn’t rainbow and butterflies, There’s no place to sleep on the side of the bridge, Knowing every attempt, They know what the harsh reality, is What’s it’s matter how many hours really go by to my despair of no shelter or basic commodities , You got to look up the part for something, Rather they all see something wrong with me A percentage of wealth, that never satisfies the greed for production , I tend to think They coulda be a part of something big, but the fist never really could clash with metal, So it is that way, not enough explanation? To why some resort to , breaking laws, Rather than casual business 7am on the dot Put it like this , the a government big enough to give you everything you ever want, Can Also take it all, still you do 90 hours, for 1 stream of income but your passionate about it, Thank the workforce, but really it’s the peak of intrest in what you wanna work towards, The willing to accomplish, Make it possible, cause your the only one, they hope you stay that way, And there is nothing a politic can say. You know it feels good when the things get taken care of and the loans don’t matter , cause it’s yours and not standing for someone else to buy.

The worst beat i ve ever heard

I am a man that unlocked angel reality and im not alone through miracles i was studying a dead while and the bible started saying i was an angel and so i realized my shapeshifting body and took the opportunity.

DONT SWEAT THE TECHNIQUE, STICK AND MOVE STICK AND MOVE PERFECTED TECHNIQUE I WAS GONE FOR A MINUTE STACKED PAPER OFF THESE TREES, NOW IM BACK FOR WHAT IM OWED... RESPECT IN THESE STREETS, A TECH WITH INF-BEAM / A GRAVE SHIT GETS DEEP/ BLADES MAKE THROATS SMILE/ PLIERS TO PULL TEETH BROKE THAT AINT ME CUZ BROKE JUST AINT "T" U FUCK TO BUST NUTS , U GRIND TO GET CHEESE. SLOW DOWN NA NEVER IN THE FAST LANE , WHAT THEY DOIN NOW NI**AS DID IT IN THE PAST MAN FLOW POLAROID BITCH IM BACK IN A FLASH LIKE IM BACK FROM THE FUTURE OR IM BACK IN THE PAST FAM ?? GUESS WE B'S IN THE TRAP LIKE PACMAN, ROACHES AND THE THE RATS, DRUG REHABS OR A BLACK MAN NEVER CATCH ME SLIPPING.. NO NAPS.. NEVER THAT MAN ALWAYS BOUT THE CAKE LIKE A FAT MAN....PASSION

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I spit a full clip, like a film reeler, hear Ills speak realer than a skull peeler, pill dealer or meal seller My skill’s ill with no blemishes, and I relish on sending special wishes to all the witches stuck in the ditches And the wenches who scratched Master P’s 500 I give this love to the pimps and honeys still highly blunted The Don Juan’s on the other side of the water already with wives going to church, praying beside the daughters and of course, the wise grandmothers with the bobble hats clutching hands amongst the gospel bands Looking at the coloured glass waiting for the rapture to happen so they can soar at the stars and flaunt all their golden chaplets Like Jermaine I got to have it; when it comes to habits I’m on another planet, thinking out the box like what happened with Janet Tell me if a rapper wants static and I can shove him through the TV and broadcast him a passage

I Salute The Lord And Master, who'll bring disaster to evil factors Demonic chapters, shall be captured by Kings...

Beautifully brilliant though not all believed it, heaven in her eyes and a starlit smile choices she made out of her pain a single mother trying to pave a way led her down a path of destruction though in her voice you’d never know about it calming like the waves gently brushing the beach laughter like birds up in the trees the years go by and you can start to see the pain in her face heart of gold cracked and bleeding smokin anything to ease the pain up for days confusion in that brilliant brain.. one more hit one more trick her spirit crushed by the weight off my angel flew now I carry the pain though her spirit is free everyday is colder when I can not hold you here

I play the strings of the universe Take a breath leave it out of her I give you my spare rib for A bite of your apple girl I pick my poison so innocent Knowing all is diminishing Business is business So free young thug I keep it G Leave no witnesses If life is is a bitch I ride that bitch like a banger That's real big bitch Give her a real big banger

My Bereavment Flight, April of Year 2000 Doesnt add up,😮 my Stop & Shop, Bradley's Department visit, Starbucks in Milford, Rainy Afternoon enroute to Bradley AIRPORT. David Kasminsky was shopping in the Bull Hill Lane Stop and Shop that day, i was there to purchase coffee

One of preemo’s best beats

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"A moim tematem jest tu dokładnie czarny ciągnik" Polska gurom! 🔥

If there’s one beat that personifies hip-hop, it’s by far this one. And Guru and deck showcased true MC ability on this.

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Premier is still one of the top 3 (maybe even two) to ever produce. The creativity, the sampling, the scratch, you just can't compare. Even though many of early Jeru's tracks rival for number one IMO, this still sits at the top for Premier's finest of all time. 💯🔥

Isaiah 55:8-9 King James Version 8 For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the Lord. 9 For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts.

1:54 😂 ajh yes. yo i cant believe i even remember that bruh i used to bump this n try to write rhymes when i was 15

nhl ngl was in the shower n was thinkin abt how much all star sounds like this. lol

Mufucka I ain't aged in a dec 30 years in depth Gonna waste what is left Gettin wasted with friends Last days imma make em the best Check it We all got a death wish So make some amends Got a checklist ain't gotta pen Lil money in the pocket But we stay suffering Rappers be lil babies So I may tuck em in Your honor I promise to make the genre Great again Unknown to humans The flow alien Tongue moving Extracting fluid from lady friends He glad to do it Nobody Makin him Whatever your gender Or Jenner cait-lyn Bet my dangling nuts This shit'll bang again Soften my voice up on ableton Whatever he layin The boy acin it

most legendary beat

I'm above the clouds 😊

i was born 10 days after this video was published

I love it ❤‍🔥❤‍🔥❤‍🔥❤‍🔥

Premo scratches so fucking well

"Big L, Rest in Peace" If I have to say it again, its going to get biblical Running up with a sword, screaming like Mystikal You're with your ghost writer. When I cut the umbilical, Heartbeats stop, situation gets critical You were Carl von Clausewitz. Now, you're all political. When its time for the war-cry, you ni**as get invisible. This is hip-hop. Shit, ain't everybody lyrical You're in the closet, in the studio, praying for a miracle. "Him downstairs," is the MFing mantra The Lambo parked by your Hyundai Elantra The world is getting tired of the fu*king propaganda So I sent out the Memorandum Only God emcees can constitute the Big 3 Tupac, Rakim Allah and then me. To say anyone is better than me, you don't know me It's like saying that Lebron is the goat, over Kobe. It's like saying that if Mike Jordan didn't exists Then the world could admit that the best could be this.

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Timeless classic

This beat is fire yo!!!!

Don't need an antidote or a remedy Real recognize real Just hope my folks remember me Got you in the scope Lord, hope you're the enemy Hide behind smoke Feel the potent in my energy The only street you run Was sesame That's why you beg Jesus And the lord keep on blessing me Extra cold, heat the microphone to the next degree Haunting you my entity Is anything but friend to thee Must be a middle finger figurine Stone cold the way I effigy (eff a g) I'm the one like Billy Jean Ho i aint done till i nut like silly string Passing like mahomes on my way to a trilogy Must admit I lose my shit over silly things Nothing in particular It could be anything Chew too loud, shoot your mouth Nevermind, pretty please Back to the why I blow your mind like Kennedys Upper echelon Im surprised you standing next to me Been so long Even critics is confessing he Got that recipe Like Ecstacy and ketamine I got the right mixture of evergreen and hennessy I herd (heard) you want beef You out your johnny depp (depth) with me I could go from empathy to hatred Quick as a possum play dead This is part they waited in line and paid to see You think you playing games Well this aint a game to me Its survival of the fittest And you leaving here with angel wings Cast the first stone youll live to To death does its part ecstacy and ketamine

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Hello Mr. Gang Star, I really enjoyed this beat and hope you continue to create great tracks! Keep up the good work!

Nuff respect to.Dj premier. Rest in peace Guru. Classic beat. This is hip hop

si tú no te entiendes como quieres q yo entienda yo a ti no te quiero ni quiero q me quieran me desahogo con el móvil o una libreta todas putas desde la A a la Z dame otro mechero este no tiene piedra me duelen los achántes y juegos de oreja llevas muy poca ropa promiscua te ves muy fresca hermano he de admitir q tu hermana está muy buena arcangel se frota las manos empieza lo bueno noche de garaje, ruleta, porros y todo eso yo he ganado mucho, te juro q nunca pierdo joder… hazme otro bizum de 5 €

Quite buttery

dj premier nyc

Ingenious

Любимый город может спать спокойно Любимый город, и видеть сны

This one for the ages Turn a new leaf, new chapter Burnt pages in the presence of sages Bringing calm to turbulence Nevermind prominence Do your words have permanence? Get electrified if you're still on the fence Even non-believers testify, it's not about decadance Love and Knowledge, that's Hip-Hop in its essence Before I end this, sending blessings

found this through Raff Sapera...

I see pictures in all words Ancient symbols, inscribed proverbs All in due time I can move mountains with my mind The fountain of youth is found in truth laid down in the booth Hold it down with cooth Don’t get too big for your boots It’s always new recruits, new troops Ready to shoot and take your loot So stay astute, ear to the streets Hear heat over beats long as I breathe

Sullo stile non mento porto il topo del top Sono un secco ma a presso l’ascia di escanor Escape mo non ci credo più di un tot Che tu esci vivo da questo scontro Sono un mostro a metà tra paradiso e inferno Mi vedi mosso no è che vengo da un’altro universo Io non ti smonto ti riassemblo in modo diverso Pensi sia sovra natura io penso che tu sia un scherzo Io depresso tu represso tu rompi il cazzo io presso Steso sul letto o sul bus in centro In casa in campagna pure al parchetto Fumo un fischione stracarico mi riprendo Poi carcico come un birro sto scempio Che dice che scrive top ma trascrive un lamento Ti scrivo un testamento ma tu non ci sei man Ho rime crunchi tu nello zaino un pacco di creachers

MTV Downtown brought me here

Freddo Come brina di prima mattina La sua luce mi attira non sembra cattiva Quindi le dedico frasi scritte a matita Anche se giù da un pezzo lascio la partita Se lascio cose dietro le sento nello stomaco Non mi capacito come io non sappia perdere Ammetto mi lego come un nodo è non riesco a scioglierlo Colpe non mie che mi prendo la devo smettere Lettere bruciate componevano un nome Momenti bruciati ma le riporta in dietro cristo Dice sto male fotte con altri le chiedi come Ho fatto una stronzata ma un punto in testa fisso Non generalizzo ma tutto sembra stampato Guado st’era con schifo vorrei non essere nato Mi aggrappo con forza al vero e ciò che resta Ingannnato da ste donne ma apprendo mettendo in testa Ricordo quella mattina nei posti in cima Ascoltavi la mia musica sulla mia spalla che carina Sento i tuoi singhiozzi io di lacrime ne ho già perse Io ti avrei dato tutto il mondo ma ami chi ti mente In mente scene fisse le più brutte come faccio Lamette sul mio polso respiro e dopo taglio Ma taglierei il mio cuore che è rotto ma troppo puro E nemmeno poco per farlo diventare ancor più scuro Più sturo e meno penso o almeno lo fo per quello Mi sale dopo ci penso in botta ci sto anche peggio Rimango me stesso sempre il carattere forse peggio Grazie a voi luride merde per questo dolore immenso Ripenso a giorni gioiosi dove non facevo dosi Dove gente mette in dubbio tutto quello che provi Riposi beata nei mie sogni splendida copriti Ma la realtà è diversa mi dico scappa muoviti Fumo g tanti solo o con pochi g Stessi da anni alcuni stesi da bitch Tutte quante false belle con le calze a rete Prendono il cuore a morsi stronze non mi avrete

Любимый город может спать спокойно

Grazie Mauri per avermi rivelato questa mina🙏

would you please check out my CZcams channel I have uploaded most of the album (apart from a track called spine chillers because I can only upload so much per day but getting on that real soon) that I recorded about 15ish years ago, called ly'ri'coolz'skoolz wep'honetic'rayz aswell as an intro video for the mix tape/ album. Peace ✌️🕊️ would like your opinion on it please. Take care my man Maca E'Q'Lib

SUPER fire 🔥🚒

luchè rest in peace