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1990s..real hip hop 👌🏿

I need the instrumental for the Method Man Ghost Freestyle

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Nice man

What sample Is that horn from?

ResumenLetrasVídeos "I'm low down and dirty, but not ashamed" I'm low down and I'm shifty! And if you hear a man that sounds like me smack him And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from "I'm low down and dirty, but not ashamed" I'm low down and I'm shifty! And if you hear a man that sounds like me smack him And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from Warning, this shit's gon' be rated R, Restricted You see this bullet hole in my neck? It's self inflicted Doctor slapped my momma, "Bitch you got a sick kid" Arrested, molested myself and got convicted Wearing visors, sunglasses and disguises Cause my split personality is having an identity crisis I'm Dr. Hyde and Mr. Jekyll, disrespectful Hearing voices in my head while these whispers echo (Murder-murder, redrum) Brain size of a bread crumb, which drug will I end up dead from? Inebriated 'til my stress is alleviated "How in the fuck can Eminem and Shady be related?" Illiterate, illegitimate shit spitter Bitch getter, hid in the bush like Margot Kidder Jumped out, killed the bitch and did her Used to let the babysitter suck my dick when I was littler Smoke a blunt while I'm titty fucking Bette Midler Sniper, waiting on your roof like the Fiddler Y'all thought I was gonna rhyme with Riddler, didn't ya? Bring your bitch I wanna see if this dick gon' fit in her "I'm low down and dirty, but not ashamed" I'm low down and I'm shifty! And if you hear a man that sounds like me smack him And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from "I'm low down and dirty, but not ashamed" I'm low down and I'm shifty! And if you hear a man that sounds like me smack him And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from I lace tunes, I'm out this world like space moons With a bunch crazed loons dismissin brains like graze wounds Nothing but idiots and misfits, dipshits Doing whippits, passed out like Sanford snippets Where's the weed, I wanna tamper with it I'ma let your grandpa hit it, mix it up with cocaine so he can't forget it Fuck it, maybe I'm a bum But I was put on this earth to make your baby mama cum So what I'm on is way beyond the bomb Or any alcoholic beverage, losing all of my leverage Went up inside the First National Bank broke, and left rich Walking bio-hazard causing wreckage, smoked out like Eckrich Bandage making my neck itch, what the fuck? Give me the check bitch You just lost your tip, there's a pubic hair in my breakfast Got shit popping off like bottle cap tips Get your cap peeled like the dead skin of your mama's chapped lips Slap dips, support domestic violence Beat your bitch's ass while your kids stare in silence I'm just joking, is Dirty Dozen really dust smoking? If all your shit's missing, than probably one of us broke in "I'm low down and dirty, but not ashamed" I'm low down and I'm shifty! And if you hear a man that sounds like me smack him And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from "I'm low down and dirty, but not ashamed" I'm low down and I'm shifty! And if you hear a man that sounds like me smack him And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from My head's ringing, like it was Spider Sense tingling Blitz ya like Green Bay did when they shitted on New England I'm out the game, put the second string in This Brandy got me swinging, bobbing back and forth like a penguin Delinquent, toking microphones with broken English Make your mama be like "Ooh, this is good! Who sing this?" "Slim Shady, his tape is dope, I love it It's rugged, but he needs to quit talking all that drug shit" It was predicted by a medic I'd grow to be an addicted diabetic, living off liquid Triaminic Pathetic, but I don't think this headache's ever vanishing Panicing, I think I might have just took too much Anacin Frozen mannequin, posted stiffer than a statue I think I'm dying, God is that you? Somebody help me, before I OD on an LP Take me to ER ASAP for an IV Motherfuck JLB, they don't support no hip hop They say that's where it ends, the closest they gon' come is 2Pac It's politics, it's all a fix, set up by these white blue-collared hicks Just to make a dollar off of black music with a subliminal ball of tricks But those can kiss ass and swallow dicks "I'm low down and dirty, but not ashamed" I'm low down and I'm shifty! And if you hear a man that sounds like me smack him And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from "I'm low down and dirty, but not ashamed" I'm low down and I'm shifty! And if you hear a man that sounds like me smack him And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from

Никто не знает, есть ли такие биты в трэп звучании?

underrated

LOVE THIS BEAT-MEMORIES🌠

LOVE THIS BEAT-MEMORIES🌠

Come fuck with me In my truck Going a buck 60 I love pretty girls Who skip tounge kissing Come sit in the front with me If you love dicks you must hit this My dick is the chronic I get bitches high off it My dick is bonkers Cant the climate on ya I'm rhyming like you like my opponent I'm michael in the clutch I'll own ya Hitting free throws with my eyes closed Drive to the cup and fade as I slide forward

Rap maniac, brainac, see the stats that, Love to break out the cats, Along with the dogs that, get the bag never been a drag, see shots from old hags, Yo this is new school, mixed with a little old school, peep the visual, Only do numbers with residuals, smooth criminal, like mj on a take away, Got my tongue out, when I see young chick looking stout, My speakers stay maxed out, aired out, only the real feel me out, I been this way, since I took Aerosmith pathways, running things always, Don't do strays, still toast champagne with loaded AKs, Welcome to doomsday protege, either way you can't avoid the madness display, I'm nas I'm biggie I'm pac I'm jay z, nah my skills ain't for the lazy, Play at the clubs, low down see how many hoes come around, When you making money by the pounds, Or better yet tons, see these ones, Millions you never touched, I keep it cold crushed, leave it on the hush, never let my seed bust, In a bitch I don't trust, only invest in self, eat good and workout for my health, Stay in stealth, most of the time I'm either writing, bars or peeping the skylines, With the mental graffiti, still scoping the beautiful sceneries, young Nefertiti's, Got me feeling greedy, and dirty change the whole worlds anatomy, Can't shatter me, I'm antimatter sitting fatter, once the spirits flatter, Themselves around me, upped my levels from the third, to the ninth dynasty, Chilling with powers of mxyplix, hope you feeling it, I've been living it, Bars is spilling shit, all over the floor I polish more and more, too hardcore, Radio edits, real brothers with street credit, I is Is and Is is I, Right across ya third eye, I frail born in the muddy waters, of the holy grail, Mannish boy with no joy, I took chips but avoid the ahoys, Yeyo suckas love to sell yeyo, but how you would feel, if you sitting in jail, Time moving like a snail, I gotta get more kale, see how I flip the scales, Money overflowing, traces of my mind from the weed blowing, We keep going and going, htown letting you know how we be flowing, Over the rivers, don't let the creek rise, hang with wise guys, who got mob ties, By the time they realize, they'll be me, with hockey face mask as a disguise, End of discussion, que the percussion, once the beats hits, begins a crushing, Hushing, out all my crictics flapping they mouths, fuck you talking about, Word to the souf, you know why they call it dirty, murders spreads so easily, Ain't nothing to brag about, I'm just giving up the real, only appeal to the real, We don't do cops, cuz pigs love to squeal, after tickets of a meal, I lay it cool, since I was in grade school, I knew I couldnt be a mule, Though a jackass in class, amongst the mass, still had a complicated task, How can I unmask, the world's mask unchained melody, of misery, Do they see what I see, focus on my spiritual lens, fuck a 500 series Benz, I'm in the studio, like Michael and Prince, petty beef with mutual respecto, See the manifesto, no communist points I'm just here to annoint

thanks bro

This is my go-to song when I am in that lovely "I DON'T GIVE A FUCK" mood. Makes me want to overdose on pills and do DMT. Not that I would though lol.

No one could tell ya better Strictly speaking from experience That Nothing last forever Everything is in a sequence You hear the truth n try repeating it But your lips and even speaking it Living with your eyes closed of course life feels like an experiment Now you've gone delirious The Self you start seeking it Its a subtle thing but quite evident if your genuine You lose but then you win again You lie commit a sin n grin Divine observes and listens in Your minds the intervention I rise like high suspensions N dive out this dimension Aint lying got no pretension Youll find me in no mentions

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I'm low down and I'm shifty! And if you hear a man that sounds like me, smack him And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from I'm low down and I'm shifty! And if you hear a man that sounds like me, smack him And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from Warning, this shit's gon' be rated R, restricted You see this bullet hole in my neck? It's self inflicted Doctor slapped my momma "Bitch you got a sick kid" Arrested, molested myself and got convicted Wearing visors, sunglasses and disguises 'Cause my split personality is having an identity crisis I'm Dr. Hyde and Mr. Jekyll, disrespectful Hearing voices in my head while these whispers echo (Murder-murder, redrum) Brain size of a bread crumb, which drug will I end up dead from? Inebriated till my stress is alleviated "How in the fuck can Eminem and Shady be related?" Illiterate, illegitimate shit spitter Bitch getter, hid in the bush like Margot Kidder Jumped out Killed the bitch and did her Used to let the babysitter suck my dick when I was littler Smoke a blunt while I'm titty fucking Bette Midler Sniper, waiting on your roof like the Fiddler Y'all thought I was gonna rhyme with Riddler, didn't ya? Bring your bitch I wanna see if this dick gon' fit in her I'm low down and I'm shifty! And if you hear a man that sounds like me, smack him And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from I'm low down and I'm shifty! And if you hear a man that sounds like me, smack him And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from I lace tunes, that's out this world like space moons With a bunch crazed loons dismissin' brains like graze wounds Nothing but idiots and misfits, dipshits Doing whippits, passed out like Sanford snippets Where's the weed, I wanna tamper with it I'mma let your grandpa hit it, mix it up with cocaine so he can't forget it Fuck it, maybe I'm a bum But I was put on this Earth to make your baby mama cum So what I'm on is way beyond the bomb or any alcoholic beverage, losing all of my leverage Went up inside the First National Bank broke, and left rich Walking bio-hazard causing wreckage, smoked out like Eckrich Bandage making my neck itch What the fuck? Give me the check bitch You just lost your tip, there's a pubic hair in my breakfast Got shit popping off like bottle cap tips Get your cap peeled like the dead skin of your mama's chapped lips Slap dips, support domestic violence Beat your bitch's ass while your kids stare in silence I'm just joking, is Dirty Dozen really dust smoking? If all your shit's missin', than probably one of us broke in I'm low down and I'm shifty! And if you hear a man that sounds like me, smack him And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from I'm low down and I'm shifty! And if you hear a man that sounds like me, smack him And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from My head's ringing, like it was Spider Sense tingling Blitz ya like Green Bay did when they shitted on New England I'm out the game, put the second string in This Brandy got me swinging, bobbing back and forth like a penguin Delinquent, toking microphones with broken English Make your mama be like "Ooh, this is good! Who sing this?" "Slim Shady, his tape is dope, I love it" "It's rugged, but he needs to quit talking all that drug shit" It was predicted by a medic I'd grow to be an addicted diabetic, living off liquid Triaminic Pathetic, but I don't think this headache's ever vanishing Panicing, I think I might have just took too much Anacin Frozen mannequin, posted stiffer than a statue I think I'm dying God is that you? Somebody help me, before I OD on an LP Take me to ER ASAP for an IV Motherfuck JLB, they don't support no Hip-Hop They say that's where it ends, the closest they gon' come is Tupac It's politics, it's all a fix, set up by these white blue-collared hicks Just to make a dollar off of black music with a subliminal ball of tricks But those can kiss ass and swallow dicks I'm low down and I'm shifty! And if you hear a man that sounds like me, smack him And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from I'm low down and I'm shifty! And if you hear a man that sounds like me, smack him And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from Terjemahkan ke bahasa Indonesia

Warning, this shit's gon' be rated R, restricted You see this bullet hole in my neck? It's self-inflicted Doctor slapped my momma, "Bitch, you got a sick kid" Arrested, molested myself and got convicted Wearing visors, sunglasses and disguises 'Cause my split personality is having an identity crisis I'm Dr. Hyde and Mr. Jekyll, disrespectful Hearing voices in my head while these whispers echo (Murder-murder, redrum) Brain size of a bread crumb Which drug will I end up dead from? Inebriated 'til my stress is alleviated "How in the fuck can Eminem and Shady be related?" Illiterate, illegitimate shit spitter Bitch getter, hid in the bush like Margot Kidder Jumped out (RRRAH!), killed the bitch and did her Used to let the babysitter suck my dick when I was littler Smoke a blunt while I'm titty fucking Bette Midler Sniper, waiting on your roof like the Fiddler Y'all thought I was gonna rhyme with Riddler, didn't ya? Bring your bitch, I wanna see if this dick gon' fit in her

Spine chilling.

Thankyou, MB.

Born Just Half Crazy Shadys why I guess Im Lazy only 5 And already had just Had a Crack baby And I’m sick So at 6 Round 6 Near 6 Gold Dabloons in a Acid Fantasy one afternoon SPAZZINN threw him over a GooLagoon drinkin I was Laughin Offa Drugs Spongebob Laughin I thought would really Catch him 😢 I got Distracted.... Smashin up another Fat bitch in a BensWagon While the Cops 4 me are lookin Passin 👀 I’m Crashin Died

Where's the original beat from.

OVERVIEW LYRICS PEOPLE ALSO SEARCH FOR Lyrics I'm low down and I'm shifty! And if you hear a man that sounds like me, smack him And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from I'm low down and I'm shifty! And if you hear a man that sounds like me, smack him And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from Warning, this shit's gon' be rated R, restricted You see this bullet hole in my neck? It's self inflicted Doctor slapped my momma "Bitch you got a sick kid" Arrested, molested myself and got convicted Wearing visors, sunglasses and disguises 'Cause my split personality is having an identity crisis I'm Dr. Hyde and Mr. Jekyll, disrespectful Hearing voices in my head while these whispers echo (Murder-murder, redrum) Brain size of a bread crumb, which drug will I end up dead from? Inebriated till my stress is alleviated "How in the fuck can Eminem and Shady be related?" Illiterate, illegitimate shit spitter Bitch getter, hid in the bush like Margot Kidder Jumped out Killed the bitch and did her Used to let the babysitter suck my dick when I was littler Smoke a blunt while I'm titty fucking Bette Midler Sniper, waiting on your roof like the Fiddler Y'all thought I was gonna rhyme with Riddler, didn't ya? Bring your bitch I wanna see if this dick gon' fit in her I'm low down and I'm shifty! And if you hear a man that sounds like me, smack him And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from I'm low down and I'm shifty! And if you hear a man that sounds like me, smack him And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from I lace tunes, that's out this world like space moons With a bunch crazed loons dismissin' brains like graze wounds Nothing but idiots and misfits, dipshits Doing whippits, passed out like Sanford snippets Where's the weed, I wanna tamper with it I'mma let your grandpa hit it, mix it up with cocaine so he can't forget it Fuck it, maybe I'm a bum But I was put on this Earth to make your baby mama cum So what I'm on is way beyond the bomb or any alcoholic beverage, losing all of my leverage Went up inside the First National Bank broke, and left rich Walking bio-hazard causing wreckage, smoked out like Eckrich Bandage making my neck itch What the fuck? Give me the check bitch You just lost your tip, there's a pubic hair in my breakfast Got shit popping off like bottle cap tips Get your cap peeled like the dead skin of your mama's chapped lips Slap dips, support domestic violence Beat your bitch's ass while your kids stare in silence I'm just joking, is Dirty Dozen really dust smoking? If all your shit's missin', than probably one of us broke in I'm low down and I'm shifty! And if you hear a man that sounds like me, smack him And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from I'm low down and I'm shifty! And if you hear a man that sounds like me, smack him And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from My head's ringing, like it was Spider Sense tingling Blitz ya like Green Bay did when they shitted on New England I'm out the game, put the second string in This Brandy got me swinging, bobbing back and forth like a penguin Delinquent, toking microphones with broken English Make your mama be like "Ooh, this is good! Who sing this?" "Slim Shady, his tape is dope, I love it" "It's rugged, but he needs to quit talking all that drug shit" It was predicted by a medic I'd grow to be an addicted diabetic, living off liquid Triaminic Pathetic, but I don't think this headache's ever vanishing Panicing, I think I might have just took too much Anacin Frozen mannequin, posted stiffer than a statue I think I'm dying God is that you? Somebody help me, before I OD on an LP Take me to ER ASAP for an IV Motherfuck JLB, they don't support no Hip-Hop They say that's where it ends, the closest they gon' come is Tupac It's politics, it's all a fix, set up by these white blue-collared hicks Just to make a dollar off of black music with a subliminal ball of tricks But those can kiss ass and swallow dicks I'm low down and I'm shifty! And if you hear a man that sounds like me, smack him And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from I'm low down and I'm shifty! And if you hear a man that sounds like me, smack him And ask him where the fuck did he get his damn raps from

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I'm waking up out of n an early grave With a cup of dirtylemondade servedby a dirty maid drinking Chardonnay Ready to misbehave at a rave And get lost for days Like a dog that's stray Man I'm just saying after all the years of listening I got a lot to say.

Dude 1 second ago you already did just ruined it back again same letters will make the words on these tunes what I hear. check later back mic set make noise test below 0 db low.

This is one of the illest canibus beats

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IN A *ZONE* *I FOUND MY INNER THRONE* I FOUND *GOLD* *GOD'S MOLD* *UNFURL SCROLLS OF PAIN* *THEY HAD US IN THE CAGE* *FACES SLICED OPEN WITH BLUNT RAZORS* *SEARCHING FOR SAVIOURS* *IN PRAYERS MAYORS CUT CITY BUDGETS* *PISS POOR GUNNING* *HUSTLING STUCK IN THE MATRIX* *KILLERS SHOOT BACKS IN FOR FRONTING* *EVADING CASES*

This beat is lit

Fake ass beat. Someone please upload original instrumental.

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When I was high, few years ago, this was the best beat ever.

AMAZING🚫🚫🚫 CAN I USE IT??

Omg Nasir is coming here July 30 2019 consert in Milwaukee I can't wait I've been waiting to meet him for some time really a fan of his music 90s baby 2000s

I really love this instrumental

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6:37

1:22 - 1:28 - 1:30 - 1:34

you must remove the background sample in the verses if someone can do it, it would be the same as the original

Tried to follow the footsteps of a being a good samaritin But there I am again all alone in the wind Let the breeze give my subconsciousness a tease Wish I could break away from the curse epiphany Evilness dwelling in society no sympathy From the elite see the same madness that repeats Each week they scream peace but all I see is war Voilence galore from the core it's hard to stand on the floor Shaky ground I'm outta bounds all i have is my hallow rounds For my expounds that's the last of the sound My flows deadly combat ready try and test me None get the best of me I'm learning Niccolio Machiavelli Ten rules To chose from I'm touching nations from North America To Jerusalem Looking through wisdoms optics to see who's dumb? Words come easily I vanish em all Soon to get they call Home welcome into the fiery gates of hell Under my spells I lay well my voodoo Make ya go coo coo swoop right by you Like the wind do think you safe better have ya pistols I'm the true black knight layin' chaos everynight without a presence of my sight

What ya see is what ya get I'm tryna forget The past shit that sets broken empty threats From my enemies that sit day in and day out Tryna take away the little clout see em pout It ain't about being the biggest but having the biggest Impact on many lives see my eyes realize Real lies my family ties got cut off Say they real when all they want is hell For your lifestyle it's hard to smile as an angelic child On Earth as a punishment no sentiment To the enemies sent to do God's work oh it hurts How you find most haters is in the family Pedigrees my closest folks ain't even my kin We living out Judahs sin from the curse within' Our hearts I pick apart where the lies start Though I got no heart it's black stones On a natural high tryna take it to the sky Return back as the stardust kid still out in the bids Auctioned my soul for better days see the tech that sprays Another clay body displayed soon to be laid in a grave Far from being saved we made Lord in our own image I'm tryna up the percentage I pillage a village With no touch my words clutch the black Dutch Coming back for my lost heirarchy it's the return of the gangsta's prophecy

The sick ass beat makes me get my hood on! 😎👊

This snare <3

Love it

What's with all these wack wannabes rappin in the comments?

Check out my EP remixing the intro and low down & dirty! soundcloud.com/user-772775643/sets/low-down-suicidal-mini-ep

I'm low down and I'm shifteeee

Ntro: (talk) Theres bread crumbs for you here to follow... Only if you would stop acting like you know everything because you don't... Why? Because you don't even ask questions... (hook) huh! huh! huh! The devil can't rap nor any of it's puppets. I'm here given a lesson on Y'Tube. So! pay attention... I'm coming from a place that most don't come B... I represent no streets, no hood, no city, nor town... I represent my family in the sky that most'em can't see... I hear a lot of talking, cause they ain't rapping, but they can't never be free because they have no soul... So! you can't really feel'em, but only hear'em, it's like hearing loud noise that you wish it stop... (hook) The devil can't rap nor his followers puppets. They don't know nor understand The Real Hip Hop of Soul (3x's) = meaning it's a culture style that has forever change the world wide... It's a culture swag that bring uplifting to everybody smile who's listening... My heart beat beats, so my hip hop of soul will forever be beating dead or alive, so peep it... The Real Hip Hop of Soul isn't just a feelings that only make people want, but it's a feeling that make them think positivity ... The Real Hip Hop Soul = brings dreams closer, spiritual awareness Who You Are, what you eat, sleep and drink... Hip Hop makes you no longer think that you can't... It makes you know you can because you see somebody that looks like you doing it... The Real Hip Hop of Soul, making everybody feel your words, and they can all relate to, as if you're representing them all, with no debating... (hook) The devil can't rap nor his followers the puppets... They don't know nor understand The Real Hip Hop of Soul... (3x's) Given a real identity of who you are, and where your from, and where you going... By the hardship breaking through walls, by any means necessary to reach your goals, but not losing your soul just to have it all... (hook) The devil can't rap nor his followers the puppets... They don't know nor understand The Real Hip Hop of Soul... (3x's) By meeting your dreams halfway, meaning that you're already halfway there... Stop looking over your shoulder is now past history, so keep it moving... As we're slowly reunite is the only way we can be fully be free... So! Hip Hop brings knowledge, understanding, smile and feel good, and love yourselves. No longer feeling sad nor mad when the whole world is talking all that jazz, but no matter what, keep your head up, and handle it... Hip Hop Soul will keep you in the right direction in the next after life, but for now this tomorrow hip hop is dead... (hook) The devil can't rap nor his followers, the puppets... They don't know nor understand The Real Hip Hop of Soul because they've all lost their soul... (3x's) by Twinnday

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