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zillion .11. 4

this beat is infinite

Yee🔥🔥

Ok wanna start from when🩶🫸

Yeah this is the beginning it ain’t didactic self action it’s the way to make things happen have to plan it but don’t panic it brings static to bad habit I’m using this skill to my advantage yeah I’m not capping I’m only 19 yeah I’m doing my thang gotta stay working everyday you know what I’m saying? Life is like a game I’m rolling the dice you only live once man you don’t live twice and this feels right been dreaming big since I was a kid shit this is fucking it and I’m not gonna let people make me something I’m not meant to be got no enemies I’ve always been friendly since the elementary good memories and good moments ahead of me I’m a real one not no wanna be this is how it be been getting high man I fufill yeah uh this is the prologue this will change my life I got a track that’ll keep you jumping and hyped hey this is the prologue this will change my life I got a track that’ll keep you jumping and hyped hey this is the prologue this will change my life I got a track that’ll keep you jumping hyped Stay good and chill real ones are the real fucking deal aye yuh in this cruel world yeah we all humans it’s all love ayo the world I feel I’m on top of aye rest in peace to all the peace who lost their life to violence and hate, yeah the crime rate yeah we rise all nations unite don’t need to fight because it’s me and you yeah we buddies you already know what we came to do there’s times I feel really fucking lucky I know I am I’ve been dreaming about the money, I’ve been enjoying the times dreams to be rich so I can buy them diams hey hey this is my time uh so pull it hey this is the prologue this will change my life hey this is the prologue this will change my life I got a track that’ll keep you jumping and hyped hey this is the prologue this will change my life I got a track that’ll keep you jumping and hyped hey this is the prologue this will change my life I got a track that’ll keep you jumping and hyped hey It has to rhyme it has to shy hey like the night sky imma make it bright I like to smoke that good kush aye that gorilla glue shit because you already know I’m doing it I’m about to hit the fucking beat I’m about to freestyle havent rapped in a while but this is my time there’s no denial I’m not capping for no reason hey just fucking thinking about all the things that I faced in my life huh I’m fucking trapped im lost in my damn mind but I don’t know cause this is my grind gotta stay hustling gotta get off the fucking couch ayo let my grab my pouch I’m out this I’m out this house hey I’m about to go the doors right there hey yo you know uh. This is the prologue this will change my life I got a track that’ll keep you jumping and hyped hey this is the prologue this will change my life I got a track that’ll keep you jumping and hyped hell yeah feels all right ayo yuh hey this is the prologue this will change my life I got a track that’ll keep you jumping and hyped this is the prologue this will change my life I got a track that’ll keep you jumping and hyped.

beat is kinda use some mechanics and strategics

ToSM

Sandwiches hand itches bad bitchess I'm might digest i might invest in still the best i must confess and nevertheless in the west i got tattoos on my flesh in a line and i rhyme so sublime i must find a quiet 0eaceful time everything is wack i think in color not just white or black I'm in the booth spitting truth to the youth i am also cute so give me the loot shoot a basket ball through a hoop no a nine hand gun

Eminem of Rap music super king xip xop class legenda bravo respect 🫂🈂️👍📳⬅️🦍🏡🎵🎼🔥🌟📡🎧✴️👋☀️🇰🇿🎤🇺🇸✔️🌃✋⛅ℹ️❤️Ⓜ️

when the mechanics are strategic

ToSM

Please never delete this!

first

pisto tan hpta en la vida !.. solo rap

ResumenLetrasVídeos Now what you know about a sweet MC From the 313? None of these skills you 'bout to see come free So, you want to be a sweet MC? You gotta become me If you ever want to be one, see? Man, what you know about a sweet MC In the 313? None of these skills you 'bout to see come free So, you want to be a sweet MC? You better become me If you ever want to be one, see? Yo, some people say I'm whack, now if that's right I'm the freshest whack MC that you ever heard, in your lifetime My slick accapella sounds clever with the beats Boy I'm the deepest thing since potholes to ever hit the streets Forget a gold digger succubus, my soul's thick with ruggedness With the mic, I'm like a dyke, can't no nigga fuck with this I got more different strokes than Philip Drummound On open mic I bone your women just to keep my lyrics coming (bitch) We elevated to new heights premeditated Let it be that I stated they hate it now that they see that I made it He escalated, can be put to the test of greatness Snatch the heart from MC's and I ate it So I take it that's the reason I'm hated To represent my temperament If rap was a dick all you so called hard MC's would not be impitant But pimping it, and acting like you could rock a show (so) Harder than LL's Rock the Bells, but you is a ho (now) Everything that you collaborate I lacerate My rhymes they keep coming like nympho maniacs that masturbate At a faster rate, yeah I got something for your ass to hate I blasterate, and have you all running master gates And as for face clutching and touching the flows I got them open like marijuana smoke up in your nose Bucking these hoes, I got that shit down to a science Leaving them hot and bothered, turned on like an appliance Defiance, no we won't have that You want your shit to blow up? Well, I'ma stuff some dynamite in your ass crack And blast that shit to kingdom come Then bring them some of this real hip-hop I drop beats and you ain't singin' or gonna do a thing but run And you all knew from Meeko That you couldn't hold your own With the strength of Lou Ferrigno So, stop that bullshit flow, yo You need to come with the real skills and act like you know So, what you know about a sweet MC In the 313? None of these skills you 'bout to see come free So, you want to be a sweet MC? You better become me If you ever want to be one, see? Now what you know about a sweet MC From the 313? None of these skills you 'bout to see come free So, you want to be a sweet MC? You gotta become me If you ever want to be one, see? So what you know about a sweet MC in the 313? You don't know shit, so when you see one, flee You can be Run-D, you'll never be the MC I stopped the alphabet at S and got it down to a T I'm sure you're bound to agree, a sweet MC crash the spot I'll make the roof hot like I was Rock Master Scott Your ass forgot, so just in case you don't remember me I'll run your brain round the block to jog your fuckin' memory It's either them or me, man, kill or be killed Your will'll be sealed, your casket closed, you still'll be billed My facilities filled with fans, packed to capacity I'll send a rapper back with the crack of his ass shitty If he's actin' soft and he cowers, he better come cleaner Than Jeru jackin' off when he showers You flowers got no clout with a thing You could date a stick of dynamite And wouldn't go out with a bang I shout with a slang, simple as ABC's Skip over the D's and rock the microphone with ease Dethrone MC's, and I'ma max alone Relax your dome, like a solo from a saxophone So facts are known, biters get treated with shots I rock a beat harder than you could beat it with rocks I'm greeted with flocks of fellow followers' singers You couldn't make the fans throw up their hands If they swallowed their fingers But you can bring yours, let's see what you got But don't front, and never try to be what you're not 'Cause you can be quick Jump the candlestick, burn your back And fuck Jill on a hill, but you still ain't jack So what you know about a sweet MC From the 313? None of these skills that you just seen come free So, you want to be a sweet MC? You'll never become me So you ain't ever gonna be one, see? So what you know about a sweet MC In the 313? None of these skills that you just seen come free So, you want to be a sweet MC? You'll never become me So you ain't ever gonna be one, see?

ResumenLetrasVídeos Now what you know about a sweet MC From the 313? None of these skills you 'bout to see come free So, you want to be a sweet MC? You gotta become me If you ever want to be one, see? Man, what you know about a sweet MC In the 313? None of these skills you 'bout to see come free So, you want to be a sweet MC? You better become me If you ever want to be one, see? Yo, some people say I'm whack, now if that's right I'm the freshest whack MC that you ever heard, in your lifetime My slick accapella sounds clever with the beats Boy I'm the deepest thing since potholes to ever hit the streets Forget a gold digger succubus, my soul's thick with ruggedness With the mic, I'm like a dyke, can't no nigga fuck with this I got more different strokes than Philip Drummound On open mic I bone your women just to keep my lyrics coming (bitch) We elevated to new heights premeditated Let it be that I stated they hate it now that they see that I made it He escalated, can be put to the test of greatness Snatch the heart from MC's and I ate it So I take it that's the reason I'm hated To represent my temperament If rap was a dick all you so called hard MC's would not be impitant But pimping it, and acting like you could rock a show (so) Harder than LL's Rock the Bells, but you is a ho (now) Everything that you collaborate I lacerate My rhymes they keep coming like nympho maniacs that masturbate At a faster rate, yeah I got something for your ass to hate I blasterate, and have you all running master gates And as for face clutching and touching the flows I got them open like marijuana smoke up in your nose Bucking these hoes, I got that shit down to a science Leaving them hot and bothered, turned on like an appliance Defiance, no we won't have that You want your shit to blow up? Well, I'ma stuff some dynamite in your ass crack And blast that shit to kingdom come Then bring them some of this real hip-hop I drop beats and you ain't singin' or gonna do a thing but run And you all knew from Meeko That you couldn't hold your own With the strength of Lou Ferrigno So, stop that bullshit flow, yo You need to come with the real skills and act like you know So, what you know about a sweet MC In the 313? None of these skills you 'bout to see come free So, you want to be a sweet MC? You better become me If you ever want to be one, see? Now what you know about a sweet MC From the 313? None of these skills you 'bout to see come free So, you want to be a sweet MC? You gotta become me If you ever want to be one, see? So what you know about a sweet MC in the 313? You don't know shit, so when you see one, flee You can be Run-D, you'll never be the MC I stopped the alphabet at S and got it down to a T I'm sure you're bound to agree, a sweet MC crash the spot I'll make the roof hot like I was Rock Master Scott Your ass forgot, so just in case you don't remember me I'll run your brain round the block to jog your fuckin' memory It's either them or me, man, kill or be killed Your will'll be sealed, your casket closed, you still'll be billed My facilities filled with fans, packed to capacity I'll send a rapper back with the crack of his ass shitty If he's actin' soft and he cowers, he better come cleaner Than Jeru jackin' off when he showers You flowers got no clout with a thing You could date a stick of dynamite And wouldn't go out with a bang I shout with a slang, simple as ABC's Skip over the D's and rock the microphone with ease Dethrone MC's, and I'ma max alone Relax your dome, like a solo from a saxophone So facts are known, biters get treated with shots I rock a beat harder than you could beat it with rocks I'm greeted with flocks of fellow followers' singers You couldn't make the fans throw up their hands If they swallowed their fingers But you can bring yours, let's see what you got But don't front, and never try to be what you're not 'Cause you can be quick Jump the candlestick, burn your back And fuck Jill on a hill, but you still ain't jack So what you know about a sweet MC From the 313? None of these skills that you just seen come free So, you want to be a sweet MC? You'll never become me So you ain't ever gonna be one, see? So what you know about a sweet MC In the 313? None of these skills that you just seen come free So, you want to be a sweet MC? You'll never become me So you ain't ever gonna be one, see?

Hi Eminem I love your name it shows you love all like the m& m candy We all the same Unless who want to step out sour evil lol✌🏾🗿🌻

Break it down headed to Indiana stabbing bitches my my teeth is missing like my leaf is missing where did it go now you know blood hound in the woods I hunt and grow lotsa weed I became a man like a seed grown in the soil is wicked the pole when I'm docking hoes down know the clown holding down my spot my turf my block to the best of my abilities try to take from me I'll beak your fuckin neck I'll rip your head clean woke up with a bad cough thought about a bad choke choked from the smoke wish I had a drink and blunt make a master plan probably make in a month what you make in 5 years got drunk from 3 pack tall beers

so good

man whats the song name

keep going brodyyy

Timeless

Now what you know about a sweet MC From the 313? None of these skills you 'bout to see come free So, you want to be a sweet MC? You gotta become me If you ever want to be one, see? So what you know about a sweet MC in the 313? You don't know shit, so when you see one, flee You can be Run-D, you'll never be the MC I stopped the alphabet at S and got it down to a T I'm sure you're bound to agree, a sweet MC crash the spot I'll make the roof hot like I was Rock Master Scott Your ass forgot, so just in case you don't remember me I'll run your brain round the block to jog your fuckin' memory It's either them or me, man, kill or be killed Your will'll be sealed, your casket closed, you still'll be billed My facilities filled with fans, packed to capacity I'll send a rapper back with the crack of his ass shitty If he's actin' soft and he cowers, he better come cleaner Than Jeru jackin' off when he showers You flowers got no clout with a thing You could date a stick of dynamite And wouldn't go out with a bang I shout with a slang, simple as ABC's Skip over the D's and rock the microphone with ease Dethrone MC's, and I'ma max alone Relax your dome, like a solo from a saxophone So facts are known, biters get treated with shots I rock a beat harder than you could beat it with rocks I'm greeted with flocks of fellow followers' singers You couldn't make the fans throw up their hands If they swallowed their fingers But you can bring yours, let's see what you got But don't front, and never try to be what you're not 'Cause you can be quick Jump the candlestick, burn your back And fuck Jill on a hill, but you still ain't jack

this might be the best beat of all time

hey you beat my tower

Dope oldschool beat

What is the bpm

good

Why does it sound like Phife Dawg is going to pop up on this track lol

Very good

all this dude did was loop em lol

0:18

Nice!

This is sooooooo late 90's/early 00's ❣️ fancy

You can't beat that dark 95/96 sound....

Does anyone know how to make this beat?

love from China! this beats makes me miss J Dilla rip man

Sounds good

slammin like a wrestlah

This beat is surely underrated in the Hip Hop community

Mosquito

the piano chordsss ....!!!

A DEMONS PLEAS The demons want me to stay a fiend Get Christopher Reeves keys throw em by his fuckin feet Pick him up by his knees and toss his pockets to a group of thieves This story I don’t want you to believe I just wanna make like birds and the bees With my teacher 5th grade teacher Aw mother fuckin mrs clapper Get the lectric rod and zap her Fuck until i relapse her Then once I’m done crack her cranium but leave no blood I ain’t dumb The demons telling me Pick her up Throw her down Grab a gown Dress her up and go to town Move her mouth manually so she don’t frown Then once your done have a threesome and make the other bitch drown Drag a sharp knife down Not her but yourself Wait until the books start moving off your shelf And your lamp starts flying by itself Then you’ll summon yourself You’ll become the incarnation Of damnation You’ll be a warrior nation With the power of manipulation Control the mass population You have done what we said you can have compensation Here’s three dead hookers and Alec kozuch Don’t fuck her til she tells you her real name pirate hooker Then you can hook her By the fuckin mouth and make it spray blood Back to me and I reply This is fun but when do I get to black out the sun Mass mayhem is a blast when it’s not a gay guy blasting you in the ass Like that mother fucker from blast from the past cast Brendan fast Ya see I love the evil feelings And I love the morbid killings But when will the void fill The closest demon came close and said It’s Donald trump you must kill I promise you’ll feel the chills You’ll feel full and regulated Well, maybe get that bitches daughter and inseminate her Now we’re back to me talking I’m around the White House walking I see the orange faced cynic talkin I kill the guards and get up there and then I saw it Well I saw him Christopher Reeves wanted revenge so he shot at me twice I got three gay guy to put him on ice and do whatever they wanted Now back to this orange fuck face cunt head He looked me in the eyes and pled “Please man I know this looks bad but it’s because of China” Then the fuckin demons came back trynna Force me into the murder So I killed em all and turned into a demon filled lurker With these new powers I made trump bend to me on his knees Trapped his children in a jigsaw contraption Then looked him in the eyes as I pulled is skin off and under was revealed a contraption I knew it He was a cyborg Sent by the devil to dictate America through force took his money now i’m in a porsche satan can b bad but bitch i’m the worst worse than fred durse whenever the weather wether raining or better your daughter can’t escape i will not let her for the better she’s locked in my kennel put a cat to her face she’s a disgrace i wanna see blood after i spray the mace and end the case suicidal maniac attack on fat fags smokin fag fags with fat fags on some fat fags those are some fat drags of the camel fags too bad all y’all fags are drags that don’t drag the addict with a homicidal habit joosi always with the hatchet

Very underrated Eminem instrumental.

cold

Ur gay

Niceeee

Really nice bro..peace

its kinda close i see u used the original sample nice