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Eminem - Groundhog Day (OFFICIAL INSTRUMENTAL)
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- Eminem - Groundhog Day (OFFICIAL INSTRUMENTAL)
Eminem - Groundhog Day (OFFICIAL INSTRUMENTAL)
Eminem - Groundhog Day (OFFICIAL INSTRUMENTAL)
Eminem - Groundhog Day (OFFICIAL INSTRUMENTAL)
Eminem - Groundhog Day (OFFICIAL INSTRUMENTAL)
Hardest beat ever been heard
Heck yeah
You needa hear more beats lol
Realtalk
Much more.
@@raphael9747 mm
dope as hell, best of this instrumental ive heard
Somebody please close the car door!
WHAT? XD?
What's interesting is that this is the official version originally produced by Frank Dukes & Cardiak, but Em probably tweaked it and added those little skits, pauses and bass drops in the middle later. Genius editing.
You're right. The official one finally got released the other day.
Bro, this beat is fucking fire!!!
THANK YO EMINEM... your the centre of my CORE your my master and I am the student... please.. keep showing me the WAY FORWARD though your MUSIC
Fucking love this beat
Best beat from da mmlp2
Look up for Don't front beat
BRAINLESS BEAT IS ABSOLUTALY INSANE TOO
@@MusicALLyesdon't front instrumental czcams.com/video/JD0LbYNcSIc/video.html&ab
brainless instrumental czcams.com/video/JYdNzOQqlSc/video.html
От души братишка!
Always reminds me of some kinda Egypt thing. Idk don't ask 😅
@@bigboykjempsta broooo 🤭👌
I'm Egyptian and i agreeeeeeeeeeeeee
Lisint to add like that it sound wayy more like itt
No Way It brings chiness vibes
Maybe the scale and the timbre the lead instrument plays. (I'm not asking btw)
LYRICS
SIMILAR SONGS
1 of 3
2 of 3
What is a nightmare?
The dictionary tells us it is a terrifying dream
A nightmare (A nightmare, a nightmare, a nightmare)
I used to think I had bad luck, but I wasn't superstitious
Till one day I grew suspicious,
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop to Michigan to start a new be-ditching
Missouri from Michigan didn't work
So we moved back to Missouri from Michigan
From Missouri back to Michigan
Someone put me out my misery, I can't do this again
Mom please stick to a decision
Discipline, last thing I wanna' do is listen
She's like Lex Luthor, b****, her rules are krypton-ite
To the walls and I've lost my power to see through them b****es
But I run into them, running through the kitchen
Pretending to be blind, Superman
'Cause I had no supervision
But I did have a super power though
I could turn into invisible kid
Disappear out of sight, like a true magician
And one day uncle Ronnie brought over this new, but different
Music into the picture and it become my new religion
"I remember it clearly, even today"
Move back to Michigan again, to live with my Grandma Ned
Always itchin' for something to do, was flipping
Through the radio stations one day and discovered this DJ who was mixing
I say it to this day, if you ain't listened to the the wizard
You ain't have a f***ing clue what you was missing
I'd zone out with my headphones, all I remember doing's wishing
For shoes, f*** them stupid Pumas b****, it's all about them new edition shoes
You get them LL Cool J coolin' systems
Think I finally maneuvered to 8 Mile and Hoover
And somehow I saw my future is in this that's how I know my mission
Little boom box boomin', spitting
Practicing numerous rhythms
When I sit in my room envisioning my dreams come true for wishin'
I remember Proof would visit
Couldn't wait to play him my new s***, he'd go complete ballistic
Go through the roof for his s***
It's like we knew the instant
We touched a mic that both of us two existed to do this s***
Never quit, too persistent
Started a group of misfits
Proof had a proposition
If we all brand together, there ain't no stopping this s***
Come up with aliases, bipolar opposites and
Be ready to come off the top as sharp position
If you got dissed at the shop 'cause if they caught you slippin'
They'd take your spot if someone got to rippin' you
And you forgot your written
Opportunity knocked us once, it ain't knocking again
It tried ding dong ditching s***
I f***ing got that b**** in a headlock
Cut off his oxygen slim
Snot forgin' like c***suckers and rocks in the wind
Now I got my pot to piss in
Spottin' the top of this chain
Cuppin' over the opposition
Lookin' like a dog that's pissin'
Wake up on the competition
Promise incomplete
Diamond and Sugar Ray Robinson
I'm in a league Muhammad's in
Ali's my colleague bombin' them probably
Probably end up on top of them
Stomping them like Adomakin
I'm rushing like your cranium LaDainian Tomlinson
Flow vomits in your face
Competitors fall at my waist
You spit a rhyme, I spit in a rhyme's face
So name the time, place
To battle b**** I'm still in that mind state
Don't make me step on you and make you wine grapes
Cry babies, maybe my way that I use words is loose
But you turds better be careful how you choose yours
'Cause feelings scar but egos bruise worse
And the truth hurts, s*** no wonder you're sore losers
Now wish you pink birds, ooh no more drippin' in bird s***,
This songs a self empowerment surgeon
Words of encouragement but discourage any rappers the rap games God
But the name's not James Todd, I'm just a wordsmith
So let these words lift
'Cause all I got is bars for you dumbbells
And doors ain't working out
Each verse is more merciless than the first
As you ain't got to wear no shoes and shirt in this beast to get served
Blood thirst, revenge of the nerds
And I'm the kid with them ears like Dumbo's gone
With the uncle Ron I'm turning into an non-humble Don
You blind dumbos, all I got is dick for you to crumble on
So stop the show, but I need a drum roll for I go on
Better back away from the front row, get lunch, I'm
Bigger than Dikembe Mutombo on the f***ing jumbo tron
I'm a juggernaut, you do not wanna crumble, you bambacluts
I'll leave you stretched out, like a f***ing yarn
So mow the f***ing lawn, your a**es are blades of grass
And I'm f***ing up this whole landscape of rap
The G.O.A.T just ate eight acres and eighth of that was just to make a path and take it straight to your favorite rapper
oh look my note book looks smoke cooked like the flow stood a foot over the flame on the stove soot Charred debris floating like oak wood was burning return of the no good and I won't quit
This Shit is sick
0:06 0:29 0:51 1:15 1:38 2:01
?
makes sense
0:41 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
Its like eminem came all the way just to make a song like this
Literally super prime
yet 99% of his new&old fans doesn't know shit about it arghhhh😠😠😠
I really love the instru!
This sounds like modern Wu-Tang
It's the return of the emcee that'll leave a tournament full of turnakets and envy.
This beat and the song lyrics can easily compete with rap god and other em hit songs yet its so underrated
This sucks
DOPE AZ CARDIAC FIRE
This goes hard
Dope pro hiphop shizzle
nice music bro!
Shout out to taylor, mi eastside!
Great.
Lit asf 🔥
Uploaded 7 years ago, and only this amount of sub xd
which instrument is this. Is it an acoustic guitar?
I think its a chinese Harpe or Guitar, not sure though ^^
nah, but i dont know what it is
It sounds like a harp to me
This sounds like a remake to me.
Hey em ❤️🤘
1:16
amazing job on the beat, but i noticed a small cut at the start which messes up some timing stuff. can you please fix this?
Shit on competition constipated,
This is it, I got position, opposition nonexistent, I feel obligated not to thank the others nominated,
Just my brothers mothers, that's fr,
I ain't wanna say it,
Now I'm wavin on that tv,
Mom I made it! complicated as this life can seem, I seen a dream in day, lit,
19946 hehe
900,000,000.00
What lying title dude this not the official instrumental but a loop! the variations is missing but thanks now i know that i can post a better version of this beat!
I live my life the way I choose/ I grew up dirty and ghetto / Pockets low budget but fuck its my memo/ listen close you could tap in my mental / I'll be a ghost at the end of life living settled/ right now I'm causing trouble and I rebel/ against all I face struggle with balls .
I used to be down on my luck
Drove over an overpass in a truck
Till it struck
A fucking
Duck. Aflac. Ho.
If you dont have a clue what to do with it these gifts or tools you'll be sitting on shit you usually pity, so what you gonna do with it, be in the booth spitting the true visions or these managers decisions or labels incisions from fakeness to r Kelly's ignition, you need tuition not college but the tool you get it, these tools are usually sitting in the shed if you didnt get them, pick them up and fix them or use them when they shining and fresh or it might be the death or the downfall or you and your regrets, so before you accept this mess be glorious and notorious for the best story teller yet, the more he goes the more blessed, the more he shows devotion and put himself in motion for the steps he might just get what he wants or maybe hes just next, so don't be perplexed it way more simple
ti racconto una storia che spero che non ritorni
nella mia testa torna chiaramente tutti i giorni
come un marinaio nella tempesta che spera che la sua barca non affondi e rivive tutti i suoi sogni futuri e passati con gli stormi d'avvoltoi che aspettano corpi accatastati e si cibano dei peccati
così mi sento io mentre scrivo i miei reati sopra un testo aspetta che ti racconti i drammi passati
nascevo in una città sporca a luglio
con il sole che entrava nelle finestre e lentamente ardeva tutto
da una famiglia dignitosa unita sangue blu della sposa e il marito mai tenuto in mano un mitra
secondogenito di 5 figli tre persi nel grembo sai la vita qua fa a fette come jimmy come ridgway
felici
con i loro due bimbi non pensavano alla crisi del matrimonio dei finti
e allora mi ricordo avevo solo 5 anni
li ho visti litigare sbattere porte ammazzarsi
con l'odio che scorreva dentro gli occhi dei rimpianti
mia sorella nascondeva me dalla stanza dei grandi
così ho visto mio padre andare via
a 40 anni il compleanno dentro la foschia, follia
mio padre crede in dio i pensieri li avrà scansati
quanti si sono ammazzati nell'attesa del messia
brivido mi scorre alla colonna vertebrale
sogno vivido lo scrivo per cercarlo di afferrare
nitido nella mia mente il ricordo e fa male
e nonostante faccia male so che devo continuare
due accuse da parte di mia madre
hanno visto mio padre sprofondare nel seggio del tribunale a porte chiuse come quelle del mondo
che aveva chiuso battenti e prosciugato di mio padre il portafoglio e io non so
parlando a posteriori
in qualche modo se avessi potuto impedire ai miei genitori di rovinare la vita dei loro figli più buoni o di immetterli in una sfida in cui mai ne usciranno fuori
e ho passato
cose infernali so che non è bello
le vedo ancora nitide impresse nel mio cervello
quindi a voi bastardi infami io manco ci penso
io non ho paura benvenuti al mio show deleterio
signori
voi volete starmi ad ascoltare
I used to think I had bad luck, but I wasn't superstitious
Till one day I grew suspicious,
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop to Michigan to start a new be-ditching
Missouri from Michigan didn't work
So we moved back to Missouri from Michigan
From Missouri back to Michigan
Someone put me out my misery, I can't do this again
Mom please stick to a decision
Discipline, last thing I wanna' do is listen
She's like Lex Luthor, b****, her rules are krypton-ite
To the walls and I've lost my power to see through them b****es
But I run into them, running through the kitchen
Pretending to be blind, Superman
'Cause I had no supervision
But I did have a super power though
I could turn into invisible kid
Disappear out of sight, like a true magician
And one day uncle Ronnie brought over this new, but different
Music into the picture and it become my new religion
"I remember it clearly, even today"
Move back to Michigan again, to live with my Grandma Ned
Always itchin' for something to do, was flipping
Through the radio stations one day and discovered this DJ who was mixing
I say it to this day, if you ain't listened to the the wizard
You ain't have a f***ing clue what you was missing
I'd zone out with my headphones, all I remember doing's wishing
For shoes, f*** them stupid Pumas b****, it's all about them new edition shoes
You get them LL Cool J coolin' systems
Think I finally maneuvered to 8 Mile and Hoover
And somehow I saw my future is in this that's how I know my mission
Little boom box boomin', spitting
Practicing numerous rhythms
When I sit in my room envisioning my dreams come true for wishin'
I remember Proof would visit
Couldn't wait to play him my new s***, he'd go complete ballistic
Go through the roof for his s***
It's like we knew the instant
We touched a mic that both of us two existed to do this s***
Never quit, too persistent
Started a group of misfits
Proof had a proposition
If we all brand together, there ain't no stopping this s***
Come up with aliases, bipolar opposites and
Be ready to come off the top as sharp position
If you got dissed at the shop 'cause if they caught you slippin'
They'd take your spot if someone got to rippin' you
And you forgot your written
Opportunity knocked us once, it ain't knocking again
It tried ding dong ditching s***
I f***ing got that b**** in a headlock
Cut off his oxygen slim
Snot forgin' like c***suckers and rocks in the wind
Now I got my pot to piss in
Spottin' the top of this chain
Cuppin' over the opposition
Lookin' like a dog that's pissin'
Wake up on the competition
Promise incomplete
Diamond and Sugar Ray Robinson
I'm in a league Muhammad's in
Ali's my colleague bombin' them probably
Probably end up on top of them
Stomping them like Adomakin
I'm rushing like your cranium LaDainian Tomlinson
Flow vomits in your face
Competitors fall at my waist
You spit a rhyme, I spit in a rhyme's face
So name the time, place
To battle b**** I'm still in that mind state
Don't make me step on you and make you wine grapes
Cry babies, maybe my way that I use words is loose
But you turds better be careful how you choose yours
'Cause feelings scar but egos bruise worse
And the truth hurts, s*** no wonder you're sore losers
Now wish you pink birds, ooh no more drippin' in bird s***,
This songs a self empowerment surgeon
Words of encouragement but discourage any rappers the rap games God
But the name's not James Todd, I'm just a wordsmith
So let these words lift
'Cause all I got is bars for you dumbbells
And doors ain't working out
Each verse is more merciless than the first
As you ain't got to wear no shoes and shirt in this beast to get served
Blood thirst, revenge of the nerds
And I'm the kid with them ears like Dumbo's gone
With the uncle Ron I'm turning into an non-humble Don
You blind dumbos, all I got is dick for you to crumble on
So stop the show, but I need a drum roll for I go on
Better back away from the front row, get lunch, I'm
Bigger than Dikembe Mutombo on the f***ing jumbo tron
I'm a juggernaut, you do not wanna crumble, you bambacluts
I'll leave you stretched out, like a f***ing yarn
So mow the f***ing lawn, your a**es are blades of grass
And I'm f***ing up this whole landscape of rap
The goat just ate eight acres, and ate the vet
Who just make a path and take you straight to your favorite rapper
Oh look, my notebook with smoke cook
Like the flow stood a foot over the flame on the stove, soot
It's hard to breath floating like oak wood was burning
Return of the no good and I wont (quit)
And a gauntlet, with a chain henge, its like a groundhogs day
So crowd around y'all, 'cause you may, see about y'all hey
It's nice having the lyrics, but, putting them together like Em does in this masterpiece of a song is a whole other feat of strength. Lol!
The most annoying beat to whistle 😅