He's looping the track. If you notice, the breakdowns in the original track aren't even heard throughout this entire instrumental. You can hear Jay-Z beginning to breathe into the first verse when the track- loop hits. Still good though.
So many years have pass scared of getting old i can't even remember the past.. time-lapse.. ...looking at myself in the mirror i try to remember... nothing....except the fact I see my body reflection, try to find the reason, fill up my body with medication lead to an addiction, So much love, pain and hate, I feel like gary busey in 1988, how dramatic it's sound, to hit the ground, numb by the counpound i shouldn't left home, my family bond, lonesome stuck in the fourth dimension i see non, just feel my lowkey, the heartbeat that same melody who keep pushing me to the infinity, props to jay-z and all the og's like me who loves dropping some lines and left nothing behind.
Its very nice amazing beyond words thank you for teaching me how to learn music and enjoy this music and love all of your songs and love Beyonce too as well so talented thank you for teaching me how to learn music and love your songs
Кто я? Цвет кожи не помеха порой В детстве за наших псов мы стояли горой Таскали бомберы,кто то до сих пор под ней Время лишь заставила носить в иной манере В плере all eyes on me и hit em up Мой учитель не школьный,а амару тупак Juice в видаке,уже играет фоном Я знаю каждый диалог, и уже дважды вторил Не доверяй тому, кому доверил бы мелочь Не верь тому у кого льется изо рта красиво и смело Smells like teen spirit нирвану сменили джунгли Big Pun надели корону а затем и Coolio Вечная диллема целого поколения West или East но я не застал того времени Хип хоп наследение воспитало, наш чёрный родитель Хоть для кого то это было просто чёрный раслитель Не имеет значения, значут только рифмы Что бьют по голове и разрывают лимфы Я был молод как на красном флаге и лишь бы Эти мрази на тиви крутили наши клипы А я предпочитая ezey децлу Навязывал n.w.a как Илон Тесслу Лишь рваная музыка с черных кварталов А остальное нахер, шефф или баста Лига и каста в сумме без корня форма квадрата Терял голос доказывая их ментальную бедность Творческую слепость, и вообщем нелепость Некуда следу пасть ведь всё искуственное и даже слепок пасти Откуда льется кал, и хоть не лезут но столько лести к власти Я в 5 классе знал больше рифм чем гуф за карьеру Имидж рэпера обложка как фигура Зака Эфрона И это всё заставляло мое дерьмо кипеть А в то время для тв было плохое слово рэп Слушатели были унтерменши и деграданты И для населения было лучше слушать колю баскова Каждый канал навязывал самопровозглашенных звезд Киркоров король поп музыки или даже Бог Майкл Джексон не понял это шутка или стеб Дальше пошел в гроб так и непонял что это всерьёз Так что вам меня непонять, я на другой музыке рос Хоть уходил,но возвращался как Рейчел и Росс Прежде чем меня поправить посмотри на свой плейлист И если там фейс и фараон тогда нахуй съебись
Easy money It's about to be a surgical summer Chop the tops off the coupes The cuatrocientos ochenta y ocho The Spyder joint And you know we gotta cut the heads off these snakes, right? Watch the body drop Drug dealin' aside, ghostwritin' aside Let's have a heart-to-heart about your pride Even though you're multi, I see that your soul don't look alive The M's count different when Baby divides the pie, wait Let's examine why Your music for the past few years been angry and full of lies I'll start it at the home front, "I'm on One" Dennis Graham stay off the gram, bitch, I'm on one You mention wedding ring like it's a bad thing Your father walked away at five, hell of a dad thing Marriage is somethin' that Sandi never had, Drake How you a winner, but she keep comin' in last place? Monkey-suit Dennis, you parade him A Steve Harvey-suit nigga made him Confused, always thought you weren't Black enough Afraid to grow it 'cause your 'fro wouldn't nap enough Since you name-dropped my fiancée Let 'em know who you chose as your Beyoncé Sophie knows better, ask your baby mother Cleaned her up for IG, but the stench is on her A baby's involved, it's deeper than rap We talkin' character, let me keep with the facts You are hiding a child, let that boy come home Deadbeat mothafucka, playin' border patrol, ooh Adonis is your son And he deserves more than an Adidas press run, that's real Love that baby, respect that girl Forget she's a pornstar, let her be your world, yuugh! How dare you put Ye in my verses? I'm selfish, I want all of the curses I'm pre-bookin' the churches Me versus three hearses If we all go to Hell it'll be worth it Already aligned with the greats, and on that same note The only ones I chase are two ghosts Still givin' you classics, that's the only thing that dates me OVO 40, hunched over like he 80, tick, tick, tick How much time he got? That man is sick, sick, sick I got the devil flow, nigga, six, six, six Surgical summer with it, snip, snip, snip And you don't really want it with him
I race a palletjack down the street, like a track meet Movin like a comet, make it hard for you to track me Blurred visions, no glasses, makin decisions, car collisions Let us pray for thee outcome Lord have mercy, for You know what's best for me Talk to me, like You did Moses through the burning tree If not cool, Lord I still trust You anyway Almost 3 million views on this beat I had to slay
Had to slay What I have to say, better glance away 10 toes covered in the mud, I done had to pray Life threw lemons, I was tired of the lemonade Elevated, I'm renegade... U know em and jay There's light beneath my darkness, all you niggas know is blackface Mayday, shift the topic when I go.. segway Let's get to talking Lotta haters in my hood, I had to beat the forces Air nikes was the dream in my deadoras Being ignored it made me wanna scrap to get the potions Had to grow up, lose the kid in me in the process This the progress Whether it is to be or or not to be u got to get the program
I'm a spiritual lyrical individual Spiritual miracle lyrical individual Spiritual miracle individual Skippin' and flippin' and dippin' And skippin' and flippin' and dippin' The illest, the killest, the skill of the willest
School buses and skool children let's wake up and get our mind on a million Let's tell the people how we really feeling And see who's willing to extend a helping hand boy be Kool and make a friend before you go sinking in the sand you gotta have love for live cause it can all be grand Go to skool and make a plan Don't just stand there thinking your Kool under a fan you better pick it up and fly like Peter Pan
intro: I feel like i gotta get my orange juice and j roll to this song... all the hustlers will knod their heads to this... I had to get my confidence up... that was the only way out... and this point in time i feel like the best rapper out.... fax machine... kikos... i took the paper route... lol fire!
See what I have / but you don’t think what I know, life isn’t a peachy as it seems in the posts / jealousy is like a seed how it grows. The more you watch the more see how you’re sold, on things that you need when your broke. It’s so deceiving I know. I pray you grow. to reach beyond the comforts of the media’s hold
(HARD DROP) 17 seconds Putting my thoughts on pen and pad When I’m not rapping I’m typically kinda sad A young boy in my feet see what I seen He would be looking slippery like walking on the ice rink This is my dream I wanna take it back to days drinking HI-C That’s before live tried me
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga Still nigga, still nigga I like that second one Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga Still nigga, still nigga O.J. like, "I'm not black, I'm O.J." Okay House nigga, don't fuck with me I'm a field nigga with shined cutlery Gold-plated quarters where the butlers be I'mma play the corners where the hustlers be I told him, "Please don't die over the neighborhood That your momma rentin' Take your drug money and buy the neighborhood That's how you rinse it" I bought every V12 engine Wish I could take it back to the beginnin' I coulda bought a place in Dumbo before it was Dumbo For like two million That same building today is worth twenty-five million Guess how I'm feelin'? Dumbo Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga Still nigga, still nigga Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga Still nigga, still nigga You wanna know what's more important than throwin' away money at a strip club? Credit You ever wonder why Jewish people own all the property in America? This how they did it Financial freedom my only hope Fuck livin' rich and dyin' broke I bought some artwork for one million Two years later, that shit worth two million Few years later, that shit worth eight million I can't wait to give this shit to my children Y'all think it's bougie, I'm like, it's fine But I'm tryin' to give you a million dollars worth of game for nine ninety-nine I turned that two to a four, four to an eight I turned my life into a nice first week release date, mm Y'all out here still takin' advances, huh? Me and my niggas takin' real chances, uh Y'all on the 'gram holdin' money to your ear There's a disconnect, we don't call that money over here, yeah Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga Still nigga, still nigga Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga Still nigga, still nigga
this si\ong is one of the few that read between the lines of life innocent or guilty life is a projection of want and need for self survival two sided opinion of lack of truth due to misconception and the deceit lawyers give when defending and prosocuting
Man I been through bullies and attacks then racism attacks by my own race and others man it's hard times these days specially being born in October 2001 a month later after a sad day comes back around known as 9/11 rip to everyone on that day and everyday all day so all we can do is pray 2000 century lives on forever so fuck everybodys opinions of how every kid is the same man I live my life fighting btw positve and negative sides and to me 9/11 is everyday pain so get luck to everybody ☮️
Залетаю в гости не снимая кроссы Дело не в монете Просто свой в доску От подъезда забайкалькой Прямиком в москоу Со своим хламом в голове Миллион вопросов Откуда столько рэпа, в 70 кило Да я Килла, убираю тихо Твоих рэперов Слова как пули узи Влетают из микро
Welcome to the death of the age of reason Speak out against him and it’s labelled as treason Don’t let him tell you what to think or what to feel What to say or what to do or what’s fake and what’s real I’m tripping off my generations lack of empathy That fucked up mentality, this world was made for you and me And we could make it so great like Santa never be late Like daddy come home and we don’t feel no hate But brother kills brother and we’ve fallen in pain In this our of darkness teachers bring back the cane And I’m able to make the world a better place Pie to the face, that’s interstellar space That I’ve inhabited my whole life until now Futures a labyrinth I don’t know where to go now And that’s elaborate the lies that she construct now As if she has a desire to self destruct now The prevalence of terror appearing in our daily news Is fostering a generation of kids with apathetic views I’m still crying for Orlando and Vegas Then there’s Sandy Hook, Sutherland Springs and Stoneman Douglas After all I’m just a kid, what can I do Matter of fact I’m content to leave it to you It looks like you got this, it’s under control So ima turn my back and lock up the door It’s way to easy to sit in the shadows Stay in the hotel room while the curtains billow Or keep cracking the whip in the shade of the willow Close your eyes and pray for a better tomorrow You can live like that if you call that life Forever weighed down by depression and strife And forever haunted by the road not taken Forcing smiles so hard you forget that you’re faking But sooner or later it falls down It’s murder, Nat Turner, 1831 It’s children of Chiraq spilling their own blood Humanity’s insanity, we’re pigs in the mud If World War 3 be nukes and guns Then World War 4 be sticks and stones This is Ragnarok, Armageddon, thy kingdom come But God has died and Man’s will be done Our destruction is self-wrought, our hatred is self-taught The bodies go rigor mort’ as men kill just for sport And at the centre of it all are little boys and little girls Our children inherit this broken world
I'm just imagining Pusha T watching this with "CZcams to mp3 converter" in another tab
🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
ON GOD LOOOOL
Gshit thoo we need a remix @jayz
😂😂
😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 yooo i’m dead
This is also known as the clean version of the song
Jeez
Light dark faux real, rich poor house field
Still
for white people
Damn...
Finally I can listen to this song without the E mark on Spotify
Everyone talking about Jay or Pusha T but can we get some love for No ID??? This is one of the best beats I’ve heard in years. Absolute masterpiece
Peace to the gods micfan taking this 2021 get ready fam!
do you know who made this beat?
@@SudacaBeatz no i.d made it
this beat carried the tracks
I always thought Ye made the beat.
My top 3 favorite wrappers are:
1. Tin foil
2. Plastic
3. Paper
i actually thought you mispelled it for a moment lol
Fucking paper?
plastic should actually be first
Bro this list is garbage, paper ain’t even top 10 in the game 😂
@@josephcampo2054 stop sleeping on paper bro
This instrumental will replay all the time in Drake's nightmare
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What
@@itachijr7054 This instrumental will replay all the time in Drake’s nightmare
@@LessGo7921 ok
🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
I love this beat, its like deep and dark, but old school and clean too
All I hear at the start of this is
“Easy Money “
time to cut the heads of the these sneaks
the 488
The spider joint
Drug dealin' aside, Ghostwritin' aside, let's have a heart to heart about your pride
@@Untraded Even though you're multi, I see that your soul don't look alive
that snare is so satisfying
YOU ARE HIDING A CHILD
Let that boy come home
skyler Galbraith ohhhhhhhh
Yeeeuuhh
ILikePie perfect 🙌🏼🙏🏼
hahahah
You can hear Jay z breathing its bothering me lmao
lol SMH
He's looping the track. If you notice, the breakdowns in the original track aren't even heard throughout this entire instrumental. You can hear Jay-Z beginning to breathe into the first verse when the track- loop hits. Still good though.
Black Child keeps it Real TRU
i ain’t even know until you said it lmao
Nah I think it's ight. Not really a big issue.
DRUG DEALING ASIDE, GHOSTWRITING ASIDE
LET’S HAVE A HEART TO HEART ABOUT YOUR PRIDE
•Lynx Reaper• even though you’re multi, i see that your soul don’t look alive
The M's count different when Baby divides the pie
wait, lets examine why
your music for the past few years been angry and full of lies
The samples are from "Four Women" performed by "Nina Simone".
Thanx.
Joshua Gamboa II nice observation
Joshua Gamboa II now this is what a CZcams comments supposed to be
No. From
Derude sandstorm
You tha man
Finally the version of the song that I can sing
LET THAT BOY COME HOME
DEAD BEAT MOTHERFUCKER PLAYING BORDER PATROL OOOOOOOOOH
DEAD BEAT MOTHERFUCKA PLAYIN' BORDER PATROL OUU
"Deadbeat muthafucka playin' border patrol"
Felipe Francisco im dead af 😂😂😂😂
*michael jackson noises*
“Ooh! Adonis is your son, and he deserves more than an Adidas press run”
I could listen to this all day
then why dontcha?
Pusha T killed this beat.
I am amazed how good this sounds 💪
“Easy money.....”
HHZAHHAHA I MAGINE THo
So many years have pass
scared of getting old i can't even remember the past.. time-lapse..
...looking at myself in the mirror i try to remember... nothing....except the fact I see
my body reflection, try to find the reason, fill up my body with medication lead to an addiction,
So much love, pain and hate, I feel like gary busey in 1988, how dramatic it's sound, to hit the ground, numb by the counpound i shouldn't left home, my family bond, lonesome stuck in the fourth dimension i see non, just feel my lowkey, the heartbeat that same melody who keep pushing me to the infinity, props to jay-z and all the og's like me who loves dropping some lines and left nothing behind.
One of my favorite instrumentals and intros
This instrumental is on 🔥!
czcams.com/video/ciidre3bKWk/video.html
The spider joint 🕷
Who here after youngboy got his ass beat by this beat
Never heard that before 🤣🤣🤣🤣
Youngboy beat the beat ass w all dem punches
@@lillag6535 nawww it man handled him
He sounded like he was tumbling down the beat
Yea that beat close lined his ass. Probably the worst remix ever
spiritual lyrical miracle urinal
that is funny lmaooooo
I get that, bro
you know that on any rap insturmental, this comment is here somewhere.
@@dysperdotted Yes, I'm a trendsetter. What you want?
your autograph.
Jay Z: Makes song
Drake:Starts beef with push t
Pusha t: iTs frEe pRoPATy
Mexican Gravy pusha started it dumb fuck
i mean he probably had connections tbh
@@MrCris487 He also won it, mad fuck.
@@MrCris487 push still won to this day drake couldn't respond in a good way
This fucking beat is amazing.
Gives NYC 80s vibe
Chop the tops off the coupes...
KZ 😂🤓
KZ the Quattro de siente de ocho
OJ be like "I'm the official drink of Florida."
OK.
😂😂😂😂
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@@LSA123 czcams.com/video/ciidre3bKWk/video.html
Proud to say I am part of the 444K views generation
filthy frank was right i see full raps in the comment section
Mr.wheat lyrical miracles
I know they suck :p
Mr.wheat I didn't even get that far..✌️
ey b0ss
joji*
This is pusha t's beat now
Sike he wack
Greco sike he killt drake 😂😂😂😂
Jay Z owned it, Pusha borrowed it, a distaste for drake, They share it.
lmao!!!!!!!
Pusha T murdered this bitch.
This is the best sampled song ever 🚫🧢
madlib and J Dilla would like to have a word with u
It’s up there
@@alberto1277 czcams.com/video/ciidre3bKWk/video.html
one of the greatest beats ever imo
One of my fave beats
This is more of a "Story of Adidon" instrumental since it's just a loop
sick sick sick
i got the devil flow
66 likes😱
Its very nice amazing beyond words thank you for teaching me how to learn music and enjoy this music and love all of your songs and love Beyonce too as well so talented thank you for teaching me how to learn music and love your songs
I love this song
TICK TICK TICK
CartyEscada That man is sick sick sick
i got the devil's flow, 666
Push
First Last I got porcupines....stay back there....on my back lol
That line was filthy
Equates to my lucky number#13! 🖤💘🖤
I love this track instrumentals or regular. It talks about art ...#casahdesigns
Кто я? Цвет кожи не помеха порой
В детстве за наших псов мы стояли горой
Таскали бомберы,кто то до сих пор под ней
Время лишь заставила носить в иной манере
В плере all eyes on me и hit em up
Мой учитель не школьный,а амару тупак
Juice в видаке,уже играет фоном
Я знаю каждый диалог, и уже дважды вторил
Не доверяй тому, кому доверил бы мелочь
Не верь тому у кого льется изо рта красиво и смело
Smells like teen spirit нирвану сменили джунгли
Big Pun надели корону а затем и Coolio
Вечная диллема целого поколения
West или East но я не застал того времени
Хип хоп наследение воспитало, наш чёрный родитель
Хоть для кого то это было просто чёрный раслитель
Не имеет значения, значут только рифмы
Что бьют по голове и разрывают лимфы
Я был молод как на красном флаге и лишь бы
Эти мрази на тиви крутили наши клипы
А я предпочитая ezey децлу
Навязывал n.w.a как Илон Тесслу
Лишь рваная музыка с черных кварталов
А остальное нахер, шефф или баста
Лига и каста в сумме без корня форма квадрата
Терял голос доказывая их ментальную бедность
Творческую слепость, и вообщем нелепость
Некуда следу пасть ведь всё искуственное и даже слепок пасти
Откуда льется кал, и хоть не лезут но столько лести к власти
Я в 5 классе знал больше рифм чем гуф за карьеру
Имидж рэпера обложка как фигура Зака Эфрона
И это всё заставляло мое дерьмо кипеть
А в то время для тв было плохое слово рэп
Слушатели были унтерменши и деграданты
И для населения было лучше слушать колю баскова
Каждый канал навязывал самопровозглашенных звезд
Киркоров король поп музыки или даже Бог
Майкл Джексон не понял это шутка или стеб
Дальше пошел в гроб так и непонял что это всерьёз
Так что вам меня непонять, я на другой музыке рос
Хоть уходил,но возвращался как Рейчел и Росс
Прежде чем меня поправить посмотри на свой плейлист
И если там фейс и фараон тогда нахуй съебись
"I'm not (BLACK) I'm O.J.!" Sad, N-Word lost his soul with his identity.
"Ok"
I can't stop I'm addicted to the beat the Best
Easy money
It's about to be a surgical summer
Chop the tops off the coupes
The cuatrocientos ochenta y ocho
The Spyder joint
And you know we gotta cut the heads off these snakes, right?
Watch the body drop
Drug dealin' aside, ghostwritin' aside
Let's have a heart-to-heart about your pride
Even though you're multi, I see that your soul don't look alive
The M's count different when Baby divides the pie, wait
Let's examine why
Your music for the past few years been angry and full of lies
I'll start it at the home front, "I'm on One"
Dennis Graham stay off the gram, bitch, I'm on one
You mention wedding ring like it's a bad thing
Your father walked away at five, hell of a dad thing
Marriage is somethin' that Sandi never had, Drake
How you a winner, but she keep comin' in last place?
Monkey-suit Dennis, you parade him
A Steve Harvey-suit nigga made him
Confused, always thought you weren't Black enough
Afraid to grow it 'cause your 'fro wouldn't nap enough
Since you name-dropped my fiancée
Let 'em know who you chose as your Beyoncé
Sophie knows better, ask your baby mother
Cleaned her up for IG, but the stench is on her
A baby's involved, it's deeper than rap
We talkin' character, let me keep with the facts
You are hiding a child, let that boy come home
Deadbeat mothafucka, playin' border patrol, ooh
Adonis is your son
And he deserves more than an Adidas press run, that's real
Love that baby, respect that girl
Forget she's a pornstar, let her be your world, yuugh!
How dare you put Ye in my verses?
I'm selfish, I want all of the curses
I'm pre-bookin' the churches
Me versus three hearses
If we all go to Hell it'll be worth it
Already aligned with the greats, and on that same note
The only ones I chase are two ghosts
Still givin' you classics, that's the only thing that dates me
OVO 40, hunched over like he 80, tick, tick, tick
How much time he got? That man is sick, sick, sick
I got the devil flow, nigga, six, six, six
Surgical summer with it, snip, snip, snip
And you don't really want it with him
you shitted on this 🔥
@@JeanLoquendoxpusha t - story of adidon
this is a rare moment of an instrumental not being instrumental
I love the snares
I race a palletjack down the street, like a track meet
Movin like a comet, make it hard for you to track me
Blurred visions, no glasses, makin decisions, car collisions
Let us pray for thee outcome
Lord have mercy, for You know what's best for me
Talk to me, like You did Moses through the burning tree
If not cool, Lord I still trust You anyway
Almost 3 million views on this beat I had to slay
Had to slay
What I have to say, better glance away
10 toes covered in the mud, I done had to pray
Life threw lemons, I was tired of the lemonade
Elevated, I'm renegade... U know em and jay
There's light beneath my darkness, all you niggas know is blackface
Mayday, shift the topic when I go.. segway
Let's get to talking
Lotta haters in my hood, I had to beat the forces
Air nikes was the dream in my deadoras
Being ignored it made me wanna scrap to get the potions
Had to grow up, lose the kid in me in the process
This the progress
Whether it is to be or or not to be u got to get the program
@@simpowersdiary4208 okay go off then😭
@@simpowersdiary4208 czcams.com/video/ciidre3bKWk/video.html
This track dope!
Thanks
Nothing.
Finally found the clean version!
Listen at 1.25 speed. Kinda lit🔥🔥
Sounds like complete shit
@@reed7562 czcams.com/video/ciidre3bKWk/video.html
This is just a 6 second loop after the intro
But it's supposed to be an instrumental....Instrumentals are usually the whole song without the lyrics. This version fails at it.
If I wanted a 6 second loop, I would have searched for it.
Nobody gives out their instrumentals for free. Instead the CZcamsrs either make it themselves by looping or reproducing it.
Go make it then
makes sense
I'm a spiritual lyrical individual
Spiritual miracle lyrical individual
Spiritual miracle individual
Skippin' and flippin' and dippin'
And skippin' and flippin' and dippin'
The illest, the killest, the skill of the willest
Hydra Killer whacking whachity whackiest whack
I'm Old School....Smoove Grooves
dat shit was hard for sure 🔥🔥😥
This is so relaxing to me
I know yb fans came her to freestyle
Dopest beat ever
School buses and skool children let's wake up and get our mind on a million
Let's tell the people how we really feeling
And see who's willing to extend a helping hand boy be Kool and make a friend before you go sinking in the sand you gotta have love for live cause it can all be grand
Go to skool and make a plan
Don't just stand there thinking your Kool under a fan you better pick it up and fly like Peter Pan
"Kool"
intro: I feel like i gotta get my orange juice and j roll to this song... all the hustlers will knod their heads to this...
I had to get my confidence up... that was the only way out... and this point in time i feel like the best rapper out.... fax machine... kikos... i took the paper route... lol fire!
Legendary!
Yb killed this
See what I have / but you don’t think what I know,
life isn’t a peachy as it seems in the posts / jealousy is like a seed how it grows.
The more you watch the more see how you’re sold, on things that you need when your broke. It’s so deceiving I know.
I pray you grow. to reach beyond the comforts of the media’s hold
(HARD DROP)
17 seconds
Putting my thoughts on pen and pad
When I’m not rapping I’m typically kinda sad
A young boy in my feet see what I seen
He would be looking slippery like walking on the ice rink
This is my dream
I wanna take it back to days drinking HI-C
That’s before live tried me
Now record it
its over. the storm the breeze the rain...
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga
I like that second one
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga
O.J. like, "I'm not black, I'm O.J."
Okay
House nigga, don't fuck with me
I'm a field nigga with shined cutlery
Gold-plated quarters where the butlers be
I'mma play the corners where the hustlers be
I told him, "Please don't die over the neighborhood
That your momma rentin'
Take your drug money and buy the neighborhood
That's how you rinse it"
I bought every V12 engine
Wish I could take it back to the beginnin'
I coulda bought a place in Dumbo before it was Dumbo
For like two million
That same building today is worth twenty-five million
Guess how I'm feelin'? Dumbo
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga
You wanna know what's more important than throwin' away money at a strip club? Credit
You ever wonder why Jewish people own all the property in America? This how they did it
Financial freedom my only hope
Fuck livin' rich and dyin' broke
I bought some artwork for one million
Two years later, that shit worth two million
Few years later, that shit worth eight million
I can't wait to give this shit to my children
Y'all think it's bougie, I'm like, it's fine
But I'm tryin' to give you a million dollars worth of game for nine ninety-nine
I turned that two to a four, four to an eight
I turned my life into a nice first week release date, mm
Y'all out here still takin' advances, huh?
Me and my niggas takin' real chances, uh
Y'all on the 'gram holdin' money to your ear
There's a disconnect, we don't call that money over here, yeah
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga
It goes in... #ROCNATION
Nice one!!🔥🔥🔥🔥
Let that boy come out
Thank you.
Sounds nice
0:45
drug dealing aside
Ghostwriting aside
Let's have a heart to heart about your pride...
The m's count different when Baby divides the pie
bro this istrumental is COLD
🔥 beat
I'm bout to run this joint back.... J done fa
Nice
Ass?
Hova!
this si\ong is one of the few that read between the lines of life
innocent or guilty
life is a projection of want and need for self survival
two sided opinion of lack of truth due to misconception and the deceit lawyers give
when defending and prosocuting
Best Flow for a neew Monday Shalom //\\
Them angels 😇 angel 😇 angel 😇 angel 😇
Man I been through bullies and attacks then racism attacks by my own race and others man it's hard times these days specially being born in October 2001 a month later after a sad day comes back around known as 9/11 rip to everyone on that day and everyday all day so all we can do is pray 2000 century lives on forever so fuck everybodys opinions of how every kid is the same man I live my life fighting btw positve and negative sides and to me 9/11 is everyday pain so get luck to everybody ☮️
Drug dealin' aside ghost writing aside lets have a heart to heart about yo pride
Who else here from the youngboy song
Me
Bro what
@@dogedakid6415 czcams.com/video/ciidre3bKWk/video.html
"Sick chopp'n" !!!!
"What is ur DAW of choice" ???
Залетаю в гости не снимая кроссы
Дело не в монете
Просто свой в доску
От подъезда забайкалькой
Прямиком в москоу
Со своим хламом в голове
Миллион вопросов
Откуда столько рэпа, в 70 кило
Да я Килла, убираю тихо
Твоих рэперов
Слова как пули узи
Влетают из микро
Welcome to the death of the age of reason
Speak out against him and it’s labelled as treason
Don’t let him tell you what to think or what to feel
What to say or what to do or what’s fake and what’s real
I’m tripping off my generations lack of empathy
That fucked up mentality, this world was made for you and me
And we could make it so great like Santa never be late
Like daddy come home and we don’t feel no hate
But brother kills brother and we’ve fallen in pain
In this our of darkness teachers bring back the cane
And I’m able to make the world a better place
Pie to the face, that’s interstellar space
That I’ve inhabited my whole life until now
Futures a labyrinth I don’t know where to go now
And that’s elaborate the lies that she construct now
As if she has a desire to self destruct now
The prevalence of terror appearing in our daily news
Is fostering a generation of kids with apathetic views
I’m still crying for Orlando and Vegas
Then there’s Sandy Hook, Sutherland Springs and Stoneman Douglas
After all I’m just a kid, what can I do
Matter of fact I’m content to leave it to you
It looks like you got this, it’s under control
So ima turn my back and lock up the door
It’s way to easy to sit in the shadows
Stay in the hotel room while the curtains billow
Or keep cracking the whip in the shade of the willow
Close your eyes and pray for a better tomorrow
You can live like that if you call that life
Forever weighed down by depression and strife
And forever haunted by the road not taken
Forcing smiles so hard you forget that you’re faking
But sooner or later it falls down
It’s murder, Nat Turner, 1831
It’s children of Chiraq spilling their own blood
Humanity’s insanity, we’re pigs in the mud
If World War 3 be nukes and guns
Then World War 4 be sticks and stones
This is Ragnarok, Armageddon, thy kingdom come
But God has died and Man’s will be done
Our destruction is self-wrought, our hatred is self-taught
The bodies go rigor mort’ as men kill just for sport
And at the centre of it all are little boys and little girls
Our children inherit this broken world
FACTS
THIS IS THE BEST IVE EVER SEEN ON HERE!!!!!!
Bro thats heat, well written 👏
Gawd damn. Icy AF
Bro, this is fire! The best in comment section
Mad
Real Rap
Nice instrumental im smoking weed too btw whoooo
ADONIS IS YOUR SON
I can't wait until it's time for me to write again
“Tell me about 2Pack” - Charlie Rose to Jay-Z
*Drake has left the chat*
Niceeeeeee beat famme
Fun Fact: This is the clean version
A BABY IS INVOLVED. IT'S DEEPER THAN RAP.
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