It's after hours at that glamorous blind spot Where they're taking it easy, swapping personal experiences Let's listen in America Today Life of the party, mhm, 'til I almost cry, mhm It's the life of the party, to think I could've almost died Lord, help us Hey, Miss Donda You run into my mama, please tell her I said "Say something" I'm startin' to believe ain't no such thing as Heaven's trumpets No after-over, this is it, done If there's a Heaven, you would think they'd let ya speak to your son Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh I heard passing by in a stroller reminding me, "Hey, keep rolling" I don't know, maybe she has with a prick of a blade of grass I've been laying on way too long, got me itchy Got up and roamed a lil' more Miss Donda, you see my mama, tell her I'm lost You see, she'd always light a cigarette, we talk, I would cough Exaggerating a lil' bit so she get the point Tryna get her to stop smoking, I would leave and fire up a joint 'Til I quit, started back up again, 20 years later All that time, y'all thought a n- was high, thought I was crazy My mom, she ain't cut no corners Got me back on track, I don't miss her overstepping But do miss her showing Seven civilian life sh- Ah, Miss Donda, you see my mama, whisper her this The real reason I was geeked to go to church Must confess, when y'all grown-ups would be in Bible study That girl helping me with my homework? Her and I were f- So pure and p-, so spirit spinning and dirty So on, so on, and so on, we hoped that no one heard us And to this day, I think her mama knew but let us explore Miss Donda, you see my father, please, ask him why he never married Always smiled, but was he happy inside? Because I carried my mother's name, did he carry shame with him? I'm sure she did it out of spite, it was her decision at birth Shit, she probably was hurt, ah, poor baby Two young people with different views, a lot for a young lady No coincidence, they both passed away from heart conditions There's a dissidence at play, dad and mom do hard division Three Thou', poster child for big - raised by their mothers I'm supposed to smile as if God knew that I would be troubled Keeps me around, for what? I don't know But I do know that it's crucial, that we do so, pronto I don't know how much long though Straight from Shibuya, on some zen We back, ramped up, we on ten It's a marathon and look, we coming for the win Just like Puff told Christopher, we gon' win big (c'mon) Put the whole family on, look at what my Kim did Just like Puff told Christopher, we gon' win big (uh) We gon' win big (what?) Southside gang mentality way heavy I was thinking out the box even in a Box Chevy And my favorite art teacher name was Mrs. Levy 'Round the time, I learned to put my feelings to a medley (the life of the party) I ain't turn in homework for like four months and I bet she let me She saw the vision "Yeezy you special, go make your own decisions then" Man, that was a good choice, faith driving us like a Rolls Royce They tried to take my voice away, I ain't try to take ya choice away I just prayed the water break, just for my daughter sake, from a slip-up Fake signatures from fake managers, it all damage her, good Lord Give 'em enough of they own rope to hang 'em with The paparazzi never really got what my angle is They treat my married life like some type of entanglement My neighbor still dissing, wondering why I ain't saying it I can smell the setup, that's that 2Pac in Vegas hit I revealed myself and some don't know what to make of it God has said himself to make sure that the baby live And if Ye ain't here, then tell me who gonna say this here? Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a goddamn minute Let me stop playing with it, hopped in a Lamb' with it Hopped in a Lamb' with it, in a damn pandemic Know that Uncle Sam gotta have his damn hand in it Listen, straight from Shibuya, on some zen I'm on ten, it's a marathon and look, we comin' for the win Just like Puff told Christopher, we gon' win big (c'mon) Put the whole family on, look at what my Kim did Just like Puff told Christopher, we gon' win big (uh) We gon' win big (what?) Do y'all feel me? Really? Get off Scott Free, I'm talking Ridley Get off our knees, that's if you're with me Get off your knees, that's if you're with me Get off your knees and let's get free Get off your knees and let's get free Really, I mean really Really, I mean really I need release, I don't need police I'm like, "N-, puh-lease" Y'all can't hear me, for the real me For the real me, I mean, mhm-mm Alright, it's gonna shoot us in the-, woah, uh-oh, uh-oh Ready mama? (Yup) I'm so proud of you (yup), you're gonna have so much fun They gonna shoot us in the air, mama, okay? C'mon, P, I got you, it's okay, mama Hold your head back, hold your head back (three, two, one) Daddy's here, daddy's here, daddy's right here It's okay, mama, daddy's here, daddy here (Help, help) Daddy's right here (I'm scared) Okay, okay, I got you, it's okay Okay, we going slow, we going slow down It's okay, stop crying, daddy got you, see, it's over, you did it, P! You already did it! See? It's already over! Yay! You did it! Big Girl! It's already over! It's already over, it's already over Daddy right here, daddy right here I told you I'm not gon' let you go I'm not gon' let you go, mama, okay? Daddy got you, daddy gon' bring us all the way down, okay? (How was it?) We good (You did a good job) it was scary (Good job) our daughter got more heart than you
The drums are the same ones dilla sampled for Take Notice, but with higher pitch (sampled from David Bowie - Soul Love), Ye is a dilla head for sure. Edit: The Ziggy Stardust album cover has a sign that says "K. WEST" lol
Penmanship and precision, a pair so profound, Pledge to practice, where progress is found. Perusing the pages, in patience I partake, Picking precise points, no pause nor mistake. Perfection pursued in each potent line, Painting pictures, purely pristine and fine. Pens poised for performance, poetically ply, Passionately pouring, hours as the pendulum swing. Lonzo and LaMelo ball point with precision Penetrating poetic pluses Phonetically pleasing the palates, they entice Persistent in purpose, my pen never sleeps Parading on paper, where the ink deeply seeps. Penmanship's path, with precision I tread, Preserving each pattern, in the words that I've bled. Proudly I push, with my pen as my sword Patent my pieces, like priceless rewards. Point blank never writer's block But neighborhood full of aurthors Freethinkers open your consciousness
kol shy wala 3andou ma3n el shitan 3alamni el la3n life has no sense right now ama njehdou khater mom bsh netrsha9 kima hiroshima thoughts are taking the lead wow i love you all My girl my mom , my pops and my bro
Confession I’ve been a struggling baby daddy since I was 23 I’m 40 year old man Still feel like I’m 23 Got an 18 year old son soon coming to 23 I cried to this beat Still looking for what I need Ain’t good enough to be strong Or bad enough to be free My mental has been a bitch since the first breath that I breathed
I ran away a teen to give my momma her freedom. She finally in recovery. I can’t tell how much I need her. So I just listen to her stories. Quietly in my feelings. Just glad that she loves me enough to call me and keep speaking. Long as my momma sober I’ll surly give her a reason to keep believing
I’m the life of the party, but it ain’t no fuckin party All the girls be horny til the early in da morning When she say she’s an angel but all she does is party Bih I’m Santa tell me if you nice or naughty Yea yea I know you like that Yea yea I’m like that Freak in the night but despite that We get to the paper work like a fax Peep the drip how I walk, got that from Dax I’m about to score, we game court side on the floor LA it’s feeling like Kobe in 04’ And I’m sure through the mist of it all Im who they adore Get to the money like a chore
Got kissed by a demon, lift the weights wilie beaman, in my twenty's had the shorty's yelling and screaming, I digress, couple trips to underworld, stress, come back home don't know how to speak, can't eat can't sleep, damn that dark bark stink, most of my associates sell dope, atleast a piece of hope
I meet them in an anime baywatch Mad max, you scroll too much tik tok Enlist y’all, for drafts that your ass couldn’t even follow a truth for these swallows to fly by, like storks that deliver your babies, not that women don’t but what’s it all mean, we all crawl out a hole Hello world, centerfold get a girl, cheddar wallet won’t fold for what’s it worth i surf many pages after work Had to be sure, the preacher wasn’t lying when tying, human trafficking schemes to all these missing kids dying Never to be found in my head, once i recede in it Many saw a dark movie now they see different Shit gets hot, denaturing pro-under teens dripping, what kinda vision is that? Take us all back, sound of freedom recorded on a four track Just had to share that
The ones with the gold names, are the ones who stole your change Think about it, what is change? To them, but success One guess, it’s gotta be the *beep* Can’t put me on the blacklist b
That DMX outro touches my soul every trip as a father and as a fan 💯
TRIPLE FACTS
I literally thank god this beat on here.
im happy it’s still up for everyone to enjoy and explore
This beat gives me Madlib/J Dilla Vibes
me tooo
YEEAOOP So TRU....
for some reason also reminds me of MF DOOM and the beats he used
@@algumnomelegal Madvillainy...RIP DOOM
@@algumnomelegal madlib produced for doom lmao
One of kanyes best instrumentals
The amount of soul tht pours outa this😮💨
Got That J Dilla Vibe On It . Cold As Sample
This beat is everything 🔥
Ghostface, 3000, Nas and Slick Rick should do this over all are amazing lyricist and story tellers
The bass line on this is something else 🔥
It's after hours at that glamorous blind spot
Where they're taking it easy, swapping personal experiences
Let's listen in America Today
Life of the party, mhm, 'til I almost cry, mhm
It's the life of the party, to think I could've almost died
Lord, help us
Hey, Miss Donda
You run into my mama, please tell her I said "Say something"
I'm startin' to believe ain't no such thing as Heaven's trumpets
No after-over, this is it, done
If there's a Heaven, you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passing by in a stroller reminding me, "Hey, keep rolling"
I don't know, maybe she has with a prick of a blade of grass
I've been laying on way too long, got me itchy
Got up and roamed a lil' more
Miss Donda, you see my mama, tell her I'm lost
You see, she'd always light a cigarette, we talk, I would cough
Exaggerating a lil' bit so she get the point
Tryna get her to stop smoking, I would leave and fire up a joint
'Til I quit, started back up again, 20 years later
All that time, y'all thought a n- was high, thought I was crazy
My mom, she ain't cut no corners
Got me back on track, I don't miss her overstepping
But do miss her showing Seven civilian life sh-
Ah, Miss Donda, you see my mama, whisper her this
The real reason I was geeked to go to church
Must confess, when y'all grown-ups would be in Bible study
That girl helping me with my homework? Her and I were f-
So pure and p-, so spirit spinning and dirty
So on, so on, and so on, we hoped that no one heard us
And to this day, I think her mama knew but let us explore
Miss Donda, you see my father, please, ask him why he never married
Always smiled, but was he happy inside?
Because I carried my mother's name, did he carry shame with him?
I'm sure she did it out of spite, it was her decision at birth
Shit, she probably was hurt, ah, poor baby
Two young people with different views, a lot for a young lady
No coincidence, they both passed away from heart conditions
There's a dissidence at play, dad and mom do hard division
Three Thou', poster child for big - raised by their mothers
I'm supposed to smile as if God knew that I would be troubled
Keeps me around, for what? I don't know
But I do know that it's crucial, that we do so, pronto
I don't know how much long though
Straight from Shibuya, on some zen
We back, ramped up, we on ten
It's a marathon and look, we coming for the win
Just like Puff told Christopher, we gon' win big (c'mon)
Put the whole family on, look at what my Kim did
Just like Puff told Christopher, we gon' win big (uh)
We gon' win big (what?)
Southside gang mentality way heavy
I was thinking out the box even in a Box Chevy
And my favorite art teacher name was Mrs. Levy
'Round the time, I learned to put my feelings to a medley (the life of the party)
I ain't turn in homework for like four months and I bet she let me
She saw the vision
"Yeezy you special, go make your own decisions then"
Man, that was a good choice, faith driving us like a Rolls Royce
They tried to take my voice away, I ain't try to take ya choice away
I just prayed the water break, just for my daughter sake, from a slip-up
Fake signatures from fake managers, it all damage her, good Lord
Give 'em enough of they own rope to hang 'em with
The paparazzi never really got what my angle is
They treat my married life like some type of entanglement
My neighbor still dissing, wondering why I ain't saying it
I can smell the setup, that's that 2Pac in Vegas hit
I revealed myself and some don't know what to make of it
God has said himself to make sure that the baby live
And if Ye ain't here, then tell me who gonna say this here?
Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a goddamn minute
Let me stop playing with it, hopped in a Lamb' with it
Hopped in a Lamb' with it, in a damn pandemic
Know that Uncle Sam gotta have his damn hand in it
Listen, straight from Shibuya, on some zen
I'm on ten, it's a marathon and look, we comin' for the win
Just like Puff told Christopher, we gon' win big (c'mon)
Put the whole family on, look at what my Kim did
Just like Puff told Christopher, we gon' win big (uh)
We gon' win big (what?)
Do y'all feel me? Really?
Get off Scott Free, I'm talking Ridley
Get off our knees, that's if you're with me
Get off your knees, that's if you're with me
Get off your knees and let's get free
Get off your knees and let's get free
Really, I mean really
Really, I mean really
I need release, I don't need police
I'm like, "N-, puh-lease"
Y'all can't hear me, for the real me
For the real me, I mean, mhm-mm
Alright, it's gonna shoot us in the-, woah, uh-oh, uh-oh
Ready mama? (Yup)
I'm so proud of you (yup), you're gonna have so much fun
They gonna shoot us in the air, mama, okay?
C'mon, P, I got you, it's okay, mama
Hold your head back, hold your head back (three, two, one)
Daddy's here, daddy's here, daddy's right here
It's okay, mama, daddy's here, daddy here
(Help, help) Daddy's right here (I'm scared)
Okay, okay, I got you, it's okay
Okay, we going slow, we going slow down
It's okay, stop crying, daddy got you, see, it's over, you did it, P!
You already did it! See? It's already over! Yay! You did it!
Big Girl! It's already over! It's already over, it's already over
Daddy right here, daddy right here
I told you I'm not gon' let you go
I'm not gon' let you go, mama, okay?
Daddy got you, daddy gon' bring us all the way down, okay?
(How was it?) We good
(You did a good job) it was scary
(Good job) our daughter got more heart than you
The drums are the same ones dilla sampled for Take Notice, but with higher pitch (sampled from David Bowie - Soul Love), Ye is a dilla head for sure.
Edit: The Ziggy Stardust album cover has a sign that says "K. WEST" lol
Lord help us
one of the greatest ever
I haven't listened to an instrumental more than this one wtf🔥👏🏿❤️
Chicago,s Own,,,Mr, West
Great sample of from The Dramatics.❤
Yes. Beautiful for the kid's to vibe to. Love this Ye! See ya when you coming to rYe NY. New JDilla for real! 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
I rather i like this one this is some 2000s beats vibes
they shoulda kept that sheep sound that comes in at the start of every measure. coulda had an all time song
they couldn’t clear the sample it’s still present on the earlier bounces
It’s still a all time song but it’s the cherry on top
@@elbowsammie the official instrumental doesn’t have the loud ahh sound every 4 bars
Thank You!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ima bless yall page tommorow night with the Gmix of this.
Thvnk your soul
Best
I don't really understand why people so fucking focuse that much on the outro instead of Andre's verse ....
His verse is so beautiful and soul touching man it's insane
All good X we all gone link up one of these days my nigga!!
Penmanship and precision, a pair so profound,
Pledge to practice, where progress is found.
Perusing the pages, in patience I partake,
Picking precise points, no pause nor mistake.
Perfection pursued in each potent line,
Painting pictures, purely pristine and fine.
Pens poised for performance, poetically ply,
Passionately pouring, hours as the pendulum swing.
Lonzo and LaMelo ball point with precision
Penetrating poetic pluses
Phonetically pleasing the palates, they entice
Persistent in purpose, my pen never sleeps
Parading on paper, where the ink deeply seeps.
Penmanship's path, with precision I tread,
Preserving each pattern, in the words that I've bled. Proudly I push, with my pen as my sword
Patent my pieces, like priceless rewards.
Point blank never writer's block
But neighborhood full of aurthors
Freethinkers open your consciousness
kol shy wala 3andou ma3n
el shitan 3alamni el la3n
life has no sense right now
ama njehdou khater mom
bsh netrsha9 kima hiroshima
thoughts are taking the lead wow
i love you all
My girl my mom , my pops and my bro
Imagine DOOM was on this
Confession
I’ve been a struggling baby daddy since I was 23
I’m 40 year old man
Still feel like I’m 23
Got an 18 year old son soon coming to 23
I cried to this beat
Still looking for what I need
Ain’t good enough to be strong
Or bad enough to be free
My mental has been a bitch since the first breath that I breathed
I ran away a teen to give my momma her freedom.
She finally in recovery.
I can’t tell how much I need her.
So I just listen to her stories. Quietly in my feelings.
Just glad that she loves me enough to call me and keep speaking.
Long as my momma sober I’ll surly give her a reason to keep believing
@@julianharris9944 thats beautiful
I Was The Life Of The Party - Dramatics -people definitely don't know their classic, Listen at 3:00 -> czcams.com/video/Eq4-pGGpdZ4/video.html
I’m the life of the party, but it ain’t no fuckin party
All the girls be horny til the early in da morning
When she say she’s an angel but all she does is party
Bih I’m Santa tell me if you nice or naughty
Yea yea I know you like that
Yea yea I’m like that
Freak in the night but despite that
We get to the paper work like a fax
Peep the drip how I walk, got that from Dax
I’m about to score, we game court side on the floor
LA it’s feeling like Kobe in 04’
And I’m sure through the mist of it all
Im who they adore
Get to the money like a chore
Got kissed by a demon, lift the weights wilie beaman, in my twenty's had the shorty's yelling and screaming, I digress, couple trips to underworld, stress, come back home don't know how to speak, can't eat can't sleep, damn that dark bark stink, most of my associates sell dope, atleast a piece of hope
Literal nonsense
@@DBWP ay he's tryna spit a verse
I meet them in an anime baywatch
Mad max, you scroll too much tik tok
Enlist y’all, for drafts
that your ass couldn’t even follow
a truth for these swallows to fly by, like storks
that deliver your
babies, not that women don’t
but what’s it all mean, we all crawl out a hole
Hello world, centerfold
get a girl, cheddar
wallet
won’t fold for what’s it worth
i surf many pages after work
Had to be sure, the preacher wasn’t lying
when tying, human trafficking schemes to all these missing kids dying
Never to be found in my head, once i recede in it
Many saw a dark movie now they see different
Shit gets hot, denaturing pro-under teens
dripping, what kinda vision is that?
Take us all back,
sound of freedom recorded on a four track
Just had to share that
The ones with the gold names, are the ones who stole your change
Think about it, what is change?
To them, but success
One guess, it’s gotta be the *beep*
Can’t put me on the blacklist b