J.I.D ~ HOT BOX (FT. JOEY BADA$$, METHOD MAN) INSTRUMENTAL
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- čas přidán 5. 09. 2024
- Originally prod. Zorro & SkyheHutch, Reprod. George Maalouf
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J.I.D
DICAPRIO 2
METHOD MAN
JOEY BADASS
HIP-HOP
RAP
BOOM BAP
Frequency Change
Slick Talk
Westbrook (featuring ASAP Ferg)
Off Deez (featuring J. Cole)
151 Rum
Off da Zoinkys
Workin' Out
Tiiied (featuring 6lack & Ella Mai)
Skrawberries (For da Ladies) (featuring BJ the Chicago Kid)
Hotbox (featuring Method Man & Joey Badass)
Mounted Up
Just da Other Day
Hasta Luego (Bonus)
This beat is a storytelling beat I swear Earl Sweatshirt or Tyler or even both would go good on this.
westside gunn could easily float on this too
@@ceoofbeingflyyea but this already fire with these three legends
Just the Other day.... I need that one.
perfect background music.
I feel like I’ve heard this beat before I heard this song, am I crazy?
The sample was used b4
Ahmad Jamal - I Love Music
I bet big L could smoke this instrumental from heaven
i’m crazy
Nas used it in the world is yours
I dont know how this one has lesser views than the other but i feel like this intrumental goes in and ima kick a freestyle soon...
I think Westside Gunn,Benny and Conway will rap good on this beat
[Verse 1: J.I.D]
Uh, okay, I stepped in this bitch like I stepped in some shit
Right, left, right, left, left, hop, dip, skip
J.I.D, dipshit, the spliff lit, I'm lifted
I'm finna hit the zip lick for zip-lock bags so keep your lip zipped
Shit poppin' like ten zits, I got a little weed oil
Pull it when the pen lit, that's a good drag
He be high as fuck in a minute, and that's a good bag
I got it from my Cali plug and she's a dentist
Back in the book bag, I roll it, light it, no look pass
That's too gassy, sulfuric acid, girl you nasty
Now the lips of this spliff is like wet as shit from your lipstick
You could just have it, but you still got a fatty
Still managing to come up with the magic in the true fashion
J.I.D Milly Rockin' through the madness (Madness)
Silly cockroaches don't forget the Glock is closer to me
So when you approach him or greet him do it with caution (Caution)
We can smoke and you can watch me roll it up
Stay away from them niggas tryna sneak Cosby in your cup
Told you one time, I ain't gon' do no molly with you but
You so fine, I'd try and do some molly off your bu-, heheheh
I ain't tryna sabotage your killer vibe
I made a joke so I can hide what it is I really feel inside
But in your mind, I be wildin' and I'm high out of my mind
[Interlude: DJ Drama]
M-E-T-H
[Verse 2: Method Man]
Ayy, look
Light a booger up, wedgie in the butt, yep, we pulling up
My cup runneth over, theirs ain't full enough
They bad but that ain't good enough
They mad 'cause they ain't half of what I'm cookin' up
Taraji out in line, giving cookies up
Plug in my supply, need a jumper cable, why?
Gon' hook me up, the devil is a lie (Lie)
Who won't shush me up, I heard he got that fire
Gon' kush me up, I'm gone
Push me up, mister how high, that I can kiss the sky
Gon' look me up
She pushing up her bra, like cookies looking kushy in the jar
Told her book me, hit the nookie up tomorrow
See police be tryna book me 'cause they put me in Segal
You's a rookie, I'ma boogie 'fore you put me in the car
I got beef with my connect, I'm vexed
'Cause you see his THC is not correct, I think he should not collect
Not upset, I ain't trippin', what, he pitchin' out his best
Should be glad my hand is gripped around his spliff and not his neck, yes
This not a bogie, you already know the smell
Not that codeine, I heard that lean is deadly for your health
If you know me, then know that I already got some L's
Of some OG, so you can smoke that Reggie by yourself
i can hear people yelling in the background
Mounted up homie please, we need that
Y’all quick asl 🔥🔥🔥
boi you quick
can you do mounted up or just da other day
Mounted Up??🙏🏾🙏🏾🔥🔥
Oh yeah
DJ Drama
I'm trapped in my mind, I need help (I need help)
I'm still going, gangster
I sit back and recline, and inhale (and inhale)
Bitch I'm back on my grind, you can't tell (you can't tell)
When I hit the spliff, only time we face L's
Uh, okay, I stepped in this bitch like I stepped in some shit
Right, left, right, left, left, hop, dip, skip
J.I.D, dipshit, the spliff lit, I'm lifted
I'm finna hit the zip lick for Ziploc bags, so keep your lip zipped
Shit poppin' like ten zits, I got a little weed oil
Pull it when the pen lit, that's a good drag
He be high off it in a minute, and that's a good bag
I got it from my Cali plug and she's a dentist
Back in the book bag, I roll it, light it
No look pass, that's too gassy, sulfuric acid
Girl you nasty, now the lips of this spliff is, like, wet as shit from your lipstick
You could just have it, but you still gotta fatty
Still managing to come up with the magic in the true fashion
J.I.D Milly Rockin' through the madness (madness)
Silly cockroaches don't forget the Glock is closer to me
So when you approach him or greet him do it with kosher (kosher)
We can smoke and you can watch me roll it up
Stay away from them niggas tryna sneak Cosby in your cup
Told you one time, I ain't gon' do molly with you, but
You so fine, I'd try and do some molly off your butt
I ain't tryna sabatoge your killer vibe, I made a joke
So I can hide what it is I really feel inside
But in your mind, I be wildin' in them high
Out of my mind
M-E-T-H
Yeah, look
Light a booger up, wedgie in the butt, yep, we pulling up
My cup runneth over, theirs ain't full enough
They bad, but that ain't good enough
They mad 'cause they ain't half of what I'm cookin' up
Taraji out in line, giving cookies a plug in my supply
Need a jumper cable, why?
Gon' hook me up, the devil is a lie (lie)
Who won't shush me up, I heard he got that fire
Gon' kush me up, I'm gone
Push me up, mister how high, that I can kiss the sky
Gon' look me up
She pushing up her bra, like cookies looking cushy in the jaw
Told her book me, hit the nookie up tomorrow
See police be tryna book me 'cause they put me in Segal
You's a rookie, I'ma boogie 'fore you put me in the car
I got beef with my connect, I'm vexed
'Cause you see his THC is not correct, I think he should not collect
Not upset, I ain't trippin', what, he pitchin' out his best
Should be glad my hand is gripped around his spliff and not his neck, yes
This not a bogie, you already know the smell
Not that codeine, I heard that lean is deadly for your health
If you know me, then know that I already got some L's
Smoke some OG, so you can smoke that reggie by yourself
Ha, I'm trapped in my mind, I need help (I need help)
I sit back and recline, and inhale (and inhale)
Bitch I'm back on my grind, you can't tell (you can't tell)
When I hit the spliff, only time we face L's (face L's)
Eenie miney moe, I pick a flow and set sail (I set sail)
J.I.D and Joey, they say we the best out (best out)
They studying the methods, tell them 'pass the sesh now'
I'm a walking legend walking with my chest out (my chest out)
Please babe don't you push me 'cause I'm off the X, yo
My silence got 'em politicin' with them hedged outs
You hooked up on my findings, I'm hooked on this Kim, though
I smoke on the regular, you smokin' that Reginald
Look y'all ain't ready for this, I'm back spasmin'
Chain too heavy, it's giving me back spasm
Pardon the sarcasm, inside it's all pessim'
I rides the beat until it have a bargasm, pregnant pause
Bitch I might shoot the club up
I'm way too raw, I'm going in without a rubber
I'm smokin' on this fire batch, it got me raisin' hell
While I hold this Mac-11 screaming "fuck twelve"
I'm trapped in my mind, I need help (I need help)
I sit back and recline, and inhale (and inhale)
Bitch I'm back on my grind, you can't tell (you can't tell)
When I hit the spliff, only time we face L's (face L's)
I'm trapped in my mind, I need help
I sit back and recline, and inhale
Bitch I'm back on my grind, you can't tell
When I hit the spliff, only time we face L's
Right up
That's what you call generations, and generation now
Know that, J.I.D
I changed my name to herbal biller.
Cos that’s my occupation catch me blazing all this piff up.
Nothing more beautiful than bunning up in winter and the snow lays on the trees and makes a cold day better.
Feel fed up,
Herbal t will send you to the medic,
Appoint you to the doctor and he’ll send you back with lemon.
Bill it when I’m silly, I Backstrap on whiskey,
Bill it like Ben does, Bill it with no effort.
When I’m rolling up a Jay that’s the love of my life,
Piff was hitting weak so how I’m bunning up twice,
Stoner 3 6 5 cos The tuggas my life.
Without the loud a man wouldn’t be double as wise.
Your zoots gotta double the size,
To be half of what I smoke my shit comes like a prize.
You know when that shot goes in your eyes,
And you blink for like two minutes just get back your sight.
That’s right.
Put the loud in the grinder,
Grinder to the long,
Long to the lung,
then the nug into the bong.
Flint to the steel,
Flame it then you Chong.
Breathe in the smoke now you ain’t gotta wait long.
Brudda you stoned.
Toking a strong strain,
Smell like flower power,
1 spliff of this piff hit shit I’m high for hours.
Smoke too much bud bruh I gotta wisen up,
Lager had me drowning them the spleggie took me up,
Too high to see the cameras but the cameras do see us,
Call me a druggie but a zoot the one time I meet up,
Sticky loud is purple and it smell more than 3 muks,
And when you take a draw it gon hit you more than 3 trucks
Herbivore like stegasaurases but green the only herb I naw,
Spilt my fucking zoot, now theres green all on the dirty floor.
Tryna salvage the nugs but lost that shit all in the cracks,
Fucking vexed.
I may aswell bin the strap.
Gone off the jack.
Mills still strap,
Like a lesbian,
Dick like equestrian but let’s be fair.
If you don’t toke bud g,
We can’t be buddies.
Smell like diesel when I burn up the nuggies.
Man are aggy and they rude,
Tight brudda gotta loosen, have a Maggy and a zoot you’ll be gucc,
I sit back questioning what I should do,
Cos I need to get this bread but wanna bun another zoot,
My head is stuck in two ways, like two chains, it’s true,
And when I got the lemon I ain’t talking bout no hooch.
Your a goon.
Smoked so much I’m now paranoid,
Like who’s that looking and is that boy really my boy,
Got me rethinking why,
rewiring how my brain tik,
Like How’m I gonna set the bar and How’m I gonna raise.
In a minute gonna blaze it, put on the high playlist,
Kick back, relax, blaze that, and inhale it.
And you know that we smoked out,
In a hotbox ting don’t choke out,
When I dead my zoot I throw all of my hope out,
So I gotta put more piff into my bone marrow.
Good work dawg, how do you do it?😂
Anyone know where the drums are samples from?
Damn it’s like I’m not trying to hot box I understand it’s 103 but my bad they mentioned I like big rips I am the locomotive you can call me train let me listen and learn this bar I wrote I’m a buffer damn least not watching a porno lol I’m swell oh here it go again love a couple bar break so get some in then best come back not sure if I’m buffering or just threw me a bridge not trying to explain duck a chorus or a hook I’m not spiting nursery rhymes to remember just been flowing non stop since December did not talk to a honey for a week oh damn now want to get it hold up I am trying to get it I’m in I’m out bust then come back to a beat
Emcee face Therapy passion hop 💀
Bruh play at 1.5x speed for a dope Wu Tang beat
oh yup
lmaooo i just pictured ODB spittin nuts on that shit
It already sounded like a Wu-Tang beat. If it didn't have the variation in the piano sample, and just played the first one, I would've thought RZA made it. When Method Man came on, I was like "of course he's on this beat."
Title: Hot Box
(Intro)
Born in the heat, die in the cold,
Diamond on my teeth, diamond on my clothes,
Diana is my queen, I can’t die alone,
VIP, in my EYE, you might DIE.
(Verse)
The coroner tells,
The poems of fails and failures,
Their pale faces,
I take to the streets of rough behaviours,
Of drug dealers and fakers, pimps and rapists,
I must make it, hear closely, the graves are craving,
Hatred, blatant, even Satan quavers,
I must be a thug in these chalked-up, backstreet pavements,
In these toughened, abandoned, drugged-up, mazes,
Versatile tribulations, even money can’t change them,
A conversation is out the picture when I picture you,
Picture this, a piece of mind and the piece is you,
Even when you’re not running streets, the race is you,
Perhaps this is who you are, born in sin, die in it too.
(chorus) (1:01)
Born in the heat, die in the cold,
Diamond on my teeth, designer, all my clothes,
Diana is my queen, I can’t die alone,
You can’t kill me off, you can’t cut me o- -
(verse) (1:23)
‘A cigarette break for the children’,
My people, frequent for nicotine, betel leaves,
Dangerous as beetle juice, beetle juice, you can’t get to me,
I pick a seat then pick a pocket then I need to leave,
What you lost, I need to keep, need to feed my mother, father, motherfucker please,
Motherfuckers bleed if they ever fuck with me,
Try your luck and see, no lucky motherfucker fucked with beasts,
Bob and weave, an opportune for the soon deceased,
Who’d have seen it coming, real raw, nearly pornographic,
What I mean is,
You’re either wake a giant or at a wake, brother, rest in piece,
Don’t they teach not to fuck without plan B,
i would like to flip it otherways... hit me up on sndcld if you made it
SoundCloud?
Could I use this for nonprofit?
J rolla for sure just credit me
How much?
Bet
More than people previously intended im pretentious u bitches
Mmm hmm...
I got it in me to be friendly i trip when they get near me im clearly on the receiving end of a wheelie coming on the Kennedy trembling wit this scribblenese fake lean and shitty weed
Oh me oh me imma king in E.G.Y.P.T.