She says I am trash, but she listens to Tekashi (damn) Bitch, you lost me (yeah) Fair weather, wishy-washy She thinks Machine washed me (what?) Swear to God, man, her favorite rapper wish he'd crossed me (yeah) I love conflict, got a obnoxious (what?) subconscious (yeah) I'm afraid to unlock it (nah) Keep those monsters in the closet I'm what an idiotic ('otic) savant is (savant is) But I've been throwin' down gauntlets since that underground ruckus (yeah) Where I planted my roots (what, yeah) That's how I had a whole planet that roots for me As in the group, and no one thinks dark as I think (nah) So imagine the havoc these black thoughts are to wreak As in Trotter, I keep slaughterin' beats Shout out to Beatminerz and T-Minus But, me, long as I re-promise to be honest And wholeheartedly, apologies, Rihanna For that song that leaked, I'm sorry, Ri It wasn't meant to cause you grief Regardless, it was wrong of me, but I be on my own (yeah), head up in the clouds like Zeus When they say, "You ain't the G.O.A.T.", I come down like, "Ooh" But I got my head in the clouds like Zeus Swear, I could see the game from a bird's-eye view (ayy) Bitch, you talkin' to a rap god (ayy) Girl, you talkin' to a monsta (ayy) You could give your whole damn life to the music thing They gon' turn around like they don't love you Yeah, they woke a giant up So, when I get back on my feet, don't wonder why in the Fuck is my head in the clouds (nah) G5 with the stewardess, gettin' head in the clouds (haha) Mile-high club (why), I give a flying fuck (no) Punchline, I'm just tryin' to survive in this climate of vaginas (bitch) Who dyin' to cancel my ass like Aunt Jemima Syrup, I'm a shit-stirrer, you're a dime-a Dozen, said I couldn't do it Hit Europe, kicked the door in, put a foot through it (ugh) Like a stirrup (stirrup) Used to have to sit and watch them bills pile up (yeah) Now, I just sit back and watch them bills pile up (haha) I be on my own (yeah, woo), head up in the clouds like Zeus When they say, "You ain't the G.O.A.T.", I come down like, "Ooh" But I got my head in the clouds like Zeus Swear, I could see the game from a bird's-eye view (ayy) Bitch, you talkin' to a rap god (ayy) Girl, you talkin' to a monsta (ayy) You could give your whole damn life to the music thing They gon' turn around I've seen them come and go I've seen the hugest (hugest) debuts ('buts) I've had a great view to see the (see the) game through (through) And, Drake, they're gonna turn on you (you) one day too (too) And the more you win, the sooner (sooner) they do They'll be calling you a trash bin Sayin' that your new one isn't better than your last and Even if it is, once they start to turn their backs They ain't never comin' back in They did it to Chance Next they'll be mentionin' Future in the past tense (yeah) Or sayin' "Adios" to Migos I ain't dissin', I'm just tryna keep this shit a C-note (yeah) Same people been tryna do this shit to me, so I call them peephole Because they're so easy to see through 'em (see through 'em) But a fighter's all I knew how to be I got the shit beat out of me (yeah) Tripped and fell and blew out a knee (pop) Popped it back in and hopped up like, "Fuck it (fuck it) Best two out of three", yeah Man, I gotta be doin' (what) somethin' right I got eleven years of sobriety (yeah) So, the only bottom I'ma be hittin' is if it's sodomy Wait, I mean, you would think that somebody handed a saw to me How I'm choppin' these bars They keep wantin' me to rap responsibly When I'm constantly passin' the buck like the fuckin' Dollar Tree But I'ma always remind you that I came from poverty Black people saved my life, from the Doc and Deshaun And all that we want is racial equality R.I.P. Laquan McDonald, Trayvon, and Breonna Atatiana, Rayshard, and Dominique Eric Garner and Rodney King No, we can't get along 'til these white motherfuckin' cops Who keep murderin' Blacks are off the streets (off the streets) And, as far as squashin' beef, I'm used to people knockin' me But, just not in my camp I'm diplomatic 'cause I'm tryna be Last thing I need is Snoop doggin' me Man, dog, you was like a (yeah) damn God to me Man, not really (haha) I had "dog" backwards But I'm startin' to think, all these people takin' shots at me Shit, it's no wonder I be on my own, head up in the clouds like Zeus When they say, "You ain't the G.O.A.T.", I come down like, "Ooh" But I got my head in the clouds like Zeus Swear, I could see the game from a bird's-eye view (ayy) Bitch, you talkin' to a rap god (ayy) Girl, you talkin' to a monsta (ayy) You could give your whole damn life to the music thing They gon' turn around like they don't love you
although you tried to edit it all out, i actually really like the very slight vocalizations remaining in the beat, it is infrequent enough already and it kinda sounds like it goes with the beat like an ambience, so gg 10/10
This beat gives me goosebumps every time i listens to it No wonder why i been used to it Through my spine i wanna die due it But nevermind i never gonna do it Even if it's lie i swear to god i never ment to do it
See that lifeline that's my sign to shine with every rhyme so I'm about to open minds like I'm navigating mines, I must have a disease I'm riddled with these lines that bring movement to their spines, I'm running with these Irish lions, so don't get bit don't sit stay fit and tell that red and blue devil you still don't give a shit, Santa muerte is who I'm rolling with, spiritual intentions in my eyes with this candle flame, to burn away the pain and dry up the rain, and I don't want fame I could never sell my name to the game without shame, I'd rather be on a flight to Spain while others stuck on that same train going insane
I bin livin in sinnin since i bin in this, bin in it im billin a buildin, like im still in a prison, Wit my brothers imprisoned in prison, Firing messiah wit a message, sending a hit up, Still lost in system, holdin this pistol, hes a prey hes a victim, Only goes the hard way, just pray if he dont listen, Only sees it 1 way, locked in the vision, Tunnel vision, done a mazza, done a mission, Gassed up like i done emissions, Ill get atom like im fission, Still emittin all them lyrics, If they need sittin ama sat em, have mans head like a belt wapped up spinnin like its saturn, Got the pole on me g bout to take ya hat up, Safety of me i gotta wrap up, gloves on my hands im looking dapper, long stick in my hand and i aint talking mikes like im just a rapper, im talking tyson in my hand but im a clapper, thats a handful of iron, whats power without status, I had it that way, when they use to laugh up, Same bitches that i pass up, It aint the same cage you wanna rattle, Head above the waters in this battle, Baby wanna babble, but im a baby with the handle, I let it bang now its entangled, Light this fire up like its a candle, Broke the bre in to pieces, dismantle, They cant fxck wit this man blood, Stick to the beta squad little man cant hang wit the alphas, Ill have this powder on her like its talcum, Vultures flying past my postion like falcons, Too fake feel that your pals but, We aint on the same lanes when sh!t hits the fan bruv, Had them switchin on me g, its bar times, Hit above weight like its spar time, We dont g.t.a like its car crime, We just stay low let it hard grind, And any violations let some stars shine💫⭐
Can you do an instrumental for Under The Influence by Eminem? You do these insanely well & I'd like to hear the results with Under The Influence since the original instrumental doesn't seem to be out there.
yeah but this is the original lol. Its the actual song with the vocals cut out. Sometimes you can hear them if you listen close or echoes of them. This is not a recreation of the beat, this is the original beat edited
@@gekongudda801 T-Minus and Luca Mauti worked on the production of this beat, with T-Minus literally being shouted out in the lyrics OP is just a paranoid schizo who must've forgot to take his medication that morning, because he is not either of those folks.
Filling out this instrumental with 17 years with the devil, now I fantasize as I rise seeing you chewing on the metal, remembering you having conversations with a kettle, threw my daughter into care now my demons they won't settle, now it's on and I won't stop till I'm gone and rise to the skies like this smoke in my bong, man how do you carry on when all the love is gone and I see through you like a thong, now my trust for something more than lust was my wrong, now I got my latina ready to blow because she's the bomb, while I'm watching for uncle Tom that's my mom, so I went to the gutter to my other mother, we got high till we die I didn't think I'd loose another, now I'm cleaning and painting the grave of my brother and I wonder why didn't I die from the curse of a lover not wearing a rubber? You see I got the mental fitness to withstand this illness of me not leaving a witness, I got an old face who's now a cold case because of my prints and hair they didn't get this, put your body in a wood chipper till your shredded lettuce, that's what happens to the menace that's how you pay your penance, feel my wraith in every sentence,
@@mehmetabdullah250 I mean I love it, but it's a electronics, not an acoustic drum set recorded, but I gues there is not chance to find some of those in rap music... Only few A list rappers doing fine with real band...
@@OoHouston okey i got it, this beat is trap beat tho. Its normal that it dont have them but old rap songs generally have them. Some rappers still go with real drums as well like you said so, definitely not no chance to find them nowadays. Its just minority.
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One of my favorite beats it's on point
Perfect instrumental of this song on CZcams!
She says I am trash, but she listens to Tekashi (damn)
Bitch, you lost me (yeah)
Fair weather, wishy-washy
She thinks Machine washed me (what?)
Swear to God, man, her favorite rapper wish he'd crossed me (yeah)
I love conflict, got a obnoxious (what?) subconscious (yeah)
I'm afraid to unlock it (nah)
Keep those monsters in the closet
I'm what an idiotic ('otic) savant is (savant is)
But I've been throwin' down gauntlets since that underground ruckus (yeah)
Where I planted my roots (what, yeah)
That's how I had a whole planet that roots for me
As in the group, and no one thinks dark as I think (nah)
So imagine the havoc these black thoughts are to wreak
As in Trotter, I keep slaughterin' beats
Shout out to Beatminerz and T-Minus
But, me, long as I re-promise to be honest
And wholeheartedly, apologies, Rihanna
For that song that leaked, I'm sorry, Ri
It wasn't meant to cause you grief
Regardless, it was wrong of me, but
I be on my own (yeah), head up in the clouds like Zeus
When they say, "You ain't the G.O.A.T.", I come down like, "Ooh"
But I got my head in the clouds like Zeus
Swear, I could see the game from a bird's-eye view (ayy)
Bitch, you talkin' to a rap god (ayy)
Girl, you talkin' to a monsta (ayy)
You could give your whole damn life to the music thing
They gon' turn around like they don't love you
Yeah, they woke a giant up
So, when I get back on my feet, don't wonder why in the
Fuck is my head in the clouds (nah)
G5 with the stewardess, gettin' head in the clouds (haha)
Mile-high club (why), I give a flying fuck (no)
Punchline, I'm just tryin' to survive in this climate of vaginas (bitch)
Who dyin' to cancel my ass like Aunt Jemima
Syrup, I'm a shit-stirrer, you're a dime-a
Dozen, said I couldn't do it
Hit Europe, kicked the door in, put a foot through it (ugh)
Like a stirrup (stirrup)
Used to have to sit and watch them bills pile up (yeah)
Now, I just sit back and watch them bills pile up (haha)
I be on my own (yeah, woo), head up in the clouds like Zeus
When they say, "You ain't the G.O.A.T.", I come down like, "Ooh"
But I got my head in the clouds like Zeus
Swear, I could see the game from a bird's-eye view (ayy)
Bitch, you talkin' to a rap god (ayy)
Girl, you talkin' to a monsta (ayy)
You could give your whole damn life to the music thing
They gon' turn around
I've seen them come and go
I've seen the hugest (hugest) debuts ('buts)
I've had a great view to see the (see the) game through (through)
And, Drake, they're gonna turn on you (you) one day too (too)
And the more you win, the sooner (sooner) they do
They'll be calling you a trash bin
Sayin' that your new one isn't better than your last and
Even if it is, once they start to turn their backs
They ain't never comin' back in
They did it to Chance
Next they'll be mentionin' Future in the past tense (yeah)
Or sayin' "Adios" to Migos
I ain't dissin', I'm just tryna keep this shit a C-note (yeah)
Same people been tryna do this shit to me, so
I call them peephole
Because they're so easy to see through 'em (see through 'em)
But a fighter's all I knew how to be
I got the shit beat out of me (yeah)
Tripped and fell and blew out a knee (pop)
Popped it back in and hopped up like, "Fuck it (fuck it)
Best two out of three", yeah
Man, I gotta be doin' (what) somethin' right
I got eleven years of sobriety (yeah)
So, the only bottom I'ma be hittin' is if it's sodomy
Wait, I mean, you would think that somebody handed a saw to me
How I'm choppin' these bars
They keep wantin' me to rap responsibly
When I'm constantly passin' the buck like the fuckin' Dollar Tree
But I'ma always remind you that I came from poverty
Black people saved my life, from the Doc and Deshaun
And all that we want is racial equality
R.I.P. Laquan McDonald, Trayvon, and Breonna
Atatiana, Rayshard, and Dominique
Eric Garner and Rodney King
No, we can't get along 'til these white motherfuckin' cops
Who keep murderin' Blacks are off the streets (off the streets)
And, as far as squashin' beef, I'm used to people knockin' me
But, just not in my camp
I'm diplomatic 'cause I'm tryna be
Last thing I need is Snoop doggin' me
Man, dog, you was like a (yeah) damn God to me
Man, not really (haha)
I had "dog" backwards
But I'm startin' to think, all these people takin' shots at me
Shit, it's no wonder
I be on my own, head up in the clouds like Zeus
When they say, "You ain't the G.O.A.T.", I come down like, "Ooh"
But I got my head in the clouds like Zeus
Swear, I could see the game from a bird's-eye view (ayy)
Bitch, you talkin' to a rap god (ayy)
Girl, you talkin' to a monsta (ayy)
You could give your whole damn life to the music thing
They gon' turn around like they don't love you
Like These Demons just perfect 🔥🔥🔥
although you tried to edit it all out, i actually really like the very slight vocalizations remaining in the beat, it is infrequent enough already and it kinda sounds like it goes with the beat like an ambience, so gg 10/10
👌 flawless!!
damn , this beat is one of my favorite
Love this damn beat!
Perfect ❤
The best so far
very good job
nice gym music 🔥🔥👍👍
I love it
I like this
This beat gives me goosebumps every time i listens to it
No wonder why i been used to it
Through my spine i wanna die due it
But nevermind i never gonna do it
Even if it's lie i swear to god i never ment to do it
I love conflict got an obnoxious subconscious
This beat gemme such a sad and nostalgia vibes
Dark scary gloomy 🥵🥵
Why this song similar to sweet dreams (rock song)
See that lifeline that's my sign to shine with every rhyme so I'm about to open minds like I'm navigating mines, I must have a disease I'm riddled with these lines that bring movement to their spines, I'm running with these Irish lions, so don't get bit don't sit stay fit and tell that red and blue devil you still don't give a shit, Santa muerte is who I'm rolling with, spiritual intentions in my eyes with this candle flame, to burn away the pain and dry up the rain, and I don't want fame I could never sell my name to the game without shame, I'd rather be on a flight to Spain while others stuck on that same train going insane
nice
Hi 👋😊 I be on my ZEUS
Bout feeling like Bishop in JUICE
THIS IS DA TRUTH
MISSIN A ROOF
I bin livin in sinnin since i bin in this, bin in it im billin a buildin, like im still in a prison,
Wit my brothers imprisoned in prison,
Firing messiah wit a message, sending a hit up,
Still lost in system, holdin this pistol,
hes a prey hes a victim,
Only goes the hard way, just pray if he dont listen,
Only sees it 1 way, locked in the vision,
Tunnel vision, done a mazza, done a mission,
Gassed up like i done emissions,
Ill get atom like im fission,
Still emittin all them lyrics,
If they need sittin ama sat em, have mans head like a belt wapped up spinnin like its saturn,
Got the pole on me g bout to take ya hat up,
Safety of me i gotta wrap up, gloves on my hands im looking dapper, long stick in my hand and i aint talking mikes like im just a rapper,
im talking tyson in my hand but im a clapper, thats a handful of iron,
whats power without status,
I had it that way, when they use to laugh up,
Same bitches that i pass up,
It aint the same cage you wanna rattle,
Head above the waters in this battle,
Baby wanna babble, but im a baby with the handle,
I let it bang now its entangled,
Light this fire up like its a candle,
Broke the bre in to pieces, dismantle,
They cant fxck wit this man blood,
Stick to the beta squad little man cant hang wit the alphas,
Ill have this powder on her like its talcum,
Vultures flying past my postion like falcons,
Too fake feel that your pals but,
We aint on the same lanes when sh!t hits the fan bruv,
Had them switchin on me g, its bar times,
Hit above weight like its spar time,
We dont g.t.a like its car crime,
We just stay low let it hard grind,
And any violations let some stars shine💫⭐
damn. Even in Em's em style
@@bingley_music myyy guy
The main beat that kind sounds like a guitar sounds very similar to a very slowed version of crazy train.
Can you do an instrumental for Under The Influence by Eminem? You do these insanely well & I'd like to hear the results with Under The Influence since the original instrumental doesn't seem to be out there.
Under the influence instrumental here
czcams.com/video/vsPq8JGVYp0/video.html
I still don't know what instrument that is, but I really like it
wdym?
One is a guitar, you have background pad strings and the other is a piano
These are of a lower quality than the original. Takes away the pleasant sharpness of each tune.
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How can I make this a ringtone?
I want this as a ringtone also
This beat is owned my dude
yeah but this is the original lol. Its the actual song with the vocals cut out. Sometimes you can hear them if you listen close or echoes of them. This is not a recreation of the beat, this is the original beat edited
@@bobbyshores I meant that's my shit lol
@@dizzyfresh9877 thank u for this song man appreciate it, good for u that u worked with such a giant, love the sound
@@dizzyfresh9877 He's letting us listen to this masterpiece on its own, just take it as a compliment
@@gekongudda801 T-Minus and Luca Mauti worked on the production of this beat, with T-Minus literally being shouted out in the lyrics
OP is just a paranoid schizo who must've forgot to take his medication that morning, because he is not either of those folks.
Filling out this instrumental with 17 years with the devil, now I fantasize as I rise seeing you chewing on the metal, remembering you having conversations with a kettle, threw my daughter into care now my demons they won't settle, now it's on and I won't stop till I'm gone and rise to the skies like this smoke in my bong, man how do you carry on when all the love is gone and I see through you like a thong, now my trust for something more than lust was my wrong, now I got my latina ready to blow because she's the bomb, while I'm watching for uncle Tom that's my mom, so I went to the gutter to my other mother, we got high till we die I didn't think I'd loose another, now I'm cleaning and painting the grave of my brother and I wonder why didn't I die from the curse of a lover not wearing a rubber?
You see I got the mental fitness to withstand this illness of me not leaving a witness, I got an old face who's now a cold case because of my prints and hair they didn't get this, put your body in a wood chipper till your shredded lettuce, that's what happens to the menace that's how you pay your penance, feel my wraith in every sentence,
so shit 😂😂
This isnt original, its made with AI
Nice try but drums sound too plastic...
.:D this is literally just their vocals extracted ,which means its the original beat and you say them drums sound plasic.
@@mehmetabdullah250 I mean I love it, but it's a electronics, not an acoustic drum set recorded, but I gues there is not chance to find some of those in rap music... Only few A list rappers doing fine with real band...
@@OoHouston okey i got it, this beat is trap beat tho. Its normal that it dont have them but old rap songs generally have them. Some rappers still go with real drums as well like you said so, definitely not no chance to find them nowadays. Its just minority.
good job bro