ResumenLetrasVídeos Now what you know about a sweet MC From the 313? None of these skills you 'bout to see come free So, you want to be a sweet MC? You gotta become me If you ever want to be one, see? Man, what you know about a sweet MC In the 313? None of these skills you 'bout to see come free So, you want to be a sweet MC? You better become me If you ever want to be one, see? Yo, some people say I'm whack, now if that's right I'm the freshest whack MC that you ever heard, in your lifetime My slick accapella sounds clever with the beats Boy I'm the deepest thing since potholes to ever hit the streets Forget a gold digger succubus, my soul's thick with ruggedness With the mic, I'm like a dyke, can't no nigga fuck with this I got more different strokes than Philip Drummound On open mic I bone your women just to keep my lyrics coming (bitch) We elevated to new heights premeditated Let it be that I stated they hate it now that they see that I made it He escalated, can be put to the test of greatness Snatch the heart from MC's and I ate it So I take it that's the reason I'm hated To represent my temperament If rap was a dick all you so called hard MC's would not be impitant But pimping it, and acting like you could rock a show (so) Harder than LL's Rock the Bells, but you is a ho (now) Everything that you collaborate I lacerate My rhymes they keep coming like nympho maniacs that masturbate At a faster rate, yeah I got something for your ass to hate I blasterate, and have you all running master gates And as for face clutching and touching the flows I got them open like marijuana smoke up in your nose Bucking these hoes, I got that shit down to a science Leaving them hot and bothered, turned on like an appliance Defiance, no we won't have that You want your shit to blow up? Well, I'ma stuff some dynamite in your ass crack And blast that shit to kingdom come Then bring them some of this real hip-hop I drop beats and you ain't singin' or gonna do a thing but run And you all knew from Meeko That you couldn't hold your own With the strength of Lou Ferrigno So, stop that bullshit flow, yo You need to come with the real skills and act like you know So, what you know about a sweet MC In the 313? None of these skills you 'bout to see come free So, you want to be a sweet MC? You better become me If you ever want to be one, see? Now what you know about a sweet MC From the 313? None of these skills you 'bout to see come free So, you want to be a sweet MC? You gotta become me If you ever want to be one, see? So what you know about a sweet MC in the 313? You don't know shit, so when you see one, flee You can be Run-D, you'll never be the MC I stopped the alphabet at S and got it down to a T I'm sure you're bound to agree, a sweet MC crash the spot I'll make the roof hot like I was Rock Master Scott Your ass forgot, so just in case you don't remember me I'll run your brain round the block to jog your fuckin' memory It's either them or me, man, kill or be killed Your will'll be sealed, your casket closed, you still'll be billed My facilities filled with fans, packed to capacity I'll send a rapper back with the crack of his ass shitty If he's actin' soft and he cowers, he better come cleaner Than Jeru jackin' off when he showers You flowers got no clout with a thing You could date a stick of dynamite And wouldn't go out with a bang I shout with a slang, simple as ABC's Skip over the D's and rock the microphone with ease Dethrone MC's, and I'ma max alone Relax your dome, like a solo from a saxophone So facts are known, biters get treated with shots I rock a beat harder than you could beat it with rocks I'm greeted with flocks of fellow followers' singers You couldn't make the fans throw up their hands If they swallowed their fingers But you can bring yours, let's see what you got But don't front, and never try to be what you're not 'Cause you can be quick Jump the candlestick, burn your back And fuck Jill on a hill, but you still ain't jack So what you know about a sweet MC From the 313? None of these skills that you just seen come free So, you want to be a sweet MC? You'll never become me So you ain't ever gonna be one, see? So what you know about a sweet MC In the 313? None of these skills that you just seen come free So, you want to be a sweet MC? You'll never become me So you ain't ever gonna be one, see?
Sandwiches hand itches bad bitchess I'm might digest i might invest in still the best i must confess and nevertheless in the west i got tattoos on my flesh in a line and i rhyme so sublime i must find a quiet 0eaceful time everything is wack i think in color not just white or black I'm in the booth spitting truth to the youth i am also cute so give me the loot shoot a basket ball through a hoop no a nine hand gun
ResumenLetrasVídeos Now what you know about a sweet MC From the 313? None of these skills you 'bout to see come free So, you want to be a sweet MC? You gotta become me If you ever want to be one, see? Man, what you know about a sweet MC In the 313? None of these skills you 'bout to see come free So, you want to be a sweet MC? You better become me If you ever want to be one, see? Yo, some people say I'm whack, now if that's right I'm the freshest whack MC that you ever heard, in your lifetime My slick accapella sounds clever with the beats Boy I'm the deepest thing since potholes to ever hit the streets Forget a gold digger succubus, my soul's thick with ruggedness With the mic, I'm like a dyke, can't no nigga fuck with this I got more different strokes than Philip Drummound On open mic I bone your women just to keep my lyrics coming (bitch) We elevated to new heights premeditated Let it be that I stated they hate it now that they see that I made it He escalated, can be put to the test of greatness Snatch the heart from MC's and I ate it So I take it that's the reason I'm hated To represent my temperament If rap was a dick all you so called hard MC's would not be impitant But pimping it, and acting like you could rock a show (so) Harder than LL's Rock the Bells, but you is a ho (now) Everything that you collaborate I lacerate My rhymes they keep coming like nympho maniacs that masturbate At a faster rate, yeah I got something for your ass to hate I blasterate, and have you all running master gates And as for face clutching and touching the flows I got them open like marijuana smoke up in your nose Bucking these hoes, I got that shit down to a science Leaving them hot and bothered, turned on like an appliance Defiance, no we won't have that You want your shit to blow up? Well, I'ma stuff some dynamite in your ass crack And blast that shit to kingdom come Then bring them some of this real hip-hop I drop beats and you ain't singin' or gonna do a thing but run And you all knew from Meeko That you couldn't hold your own With the strength of Lou Ferrigno So, stop that bullshit flow, yo You need to come with the real skills and act like you know So, what you know about a sweet MC In the 313? None of these skills you 'bout to see come free So, you want to be a sweet MC? You better become me If you ever want to be one, see? Now what you know about a sweet MC From the 313? None of these skills you 'bout to see come free So, you want to be a sweet MC? You gotta become me If you ever want to be one, see? So what you know about a sweet MC in the 313? You don't know shit, so when you see one, flee You can be Run-D, you'll never be the MC I stopped the alphabet at S and got it down to a T I'm sure you're bound to agree, a sweet MC crash the spot I'll make the roof hot like I was Rock Master Scott Your ass forgot, so just in case you don't remember me I'll run your brain round the block to jog your fuckin' memory It's either them or me, man, kill or be killed Your will'll be sealed, your casket closed, you still'll be billed My facilities filled with fans, packed to capacity I'll send a rapper back with the crack of his ass shitty If he's actin' soft and he cowers, he better come cleaner Than Jeru jackin' off when he showers You flowers got no clout with a thing You could date a stick of dynamite And wouldn't go out with a bang I shout with a slang, simple as ABC's Skip over the D's and rock the microphone with ease Dethrone MC's, and I'ma max alone Relax your dome, like a solo from a saxophone So facts are known, biters get treated with shots I rock a beat harder than you could beat it with rocks I'm greeted with flocks of fellow followers' singers You couldn't make the fans throw up their hands If they swallowed their fingers But you can bring yours, let's see what you got But don't front, and never try to be what you're not 'Cause you can be quick Jump the candlestick, burn your back And fuck Jill on a hill, but you still ain't jack So what you know about a sweet MC From the 313? None of these skills that you just seen come free So, you want to be a sweet MC? You'll never become me So you ain't ever gonna be one, see? So what you know about a sweet MC In the 313? None of these skills that you just seen come free So, you want to be a sweet MC? You'll never become me So you ain't ever gonna be one, see?
This beat is surely underrated in the Hip Hop community
You can't beat that dark 95/96 sound....
Bro you literally put my thoughts into words!!! That gritty 95-96 sound cant be topped
It's infinite
@@shamanlotus938 mhm.
Very underrated Eminem instrumental.
Dope oldschool beat
This is sooooooo late 90's/early 00's ❣️ fancy
1996 not from the early 2000's
Mid 90's
slammin like a wrestlah
Sounds good
love from China! this beats makes me miss J Dilla rip man
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@@captainbellybutton9009 -inf social credit
when the mechanics are strategic
😅
jtoh
Nice!
Niceeee
this might be the best beat of all time
cold
this beat is infinite
Yee🔥🔥
0:18
all this dude did was loop em lol
Hi Eminem
I love your name it shows you love all like the m& m candy
We all the same
Unless who want to step out sour evil lol✌🏾🗿🌻
Why does it sound like Phife Dawg is going to pop up on this track lol
lmao true, reminds me of electric relaxation
Dilla
@@Shino-lr2wi it reminds me of buggin out
Reminds me of Butter
Eminem of Rap music super king xip xop class legenda bravo respect 🫂🈂️👍📳⬅️🦍🏡🎵🎼🔥🌟📡🎧✴️👋☀️🇰🇿🎤🇺🇸✔️🌃✋⛅ℹ️❤️Ⓜ️
ToSM
so good
the piano chordsss ....!!!
It's a sample
Does anyone know how to make this beat?
It has an old sample with like a saxophone
ResumenLetrasVídeos
Now what you know about a sweet MC
From the 313?
None of these skills you 'bout to see come free
So, you want to be a sweet MC?
You gotta become me
If you ever want to be one, see?
Man, what you know about a sweet MC
In the 313?
None of these skills you 'bout to see come free
So, you want to be a sweet MC?
You better become me
If you ever want to be one, see?
Yo, some people say I'm whack, now if that's right
I'm the freshest whack MC that you ever heard, in your lifetime
My slick accapella sounds clever with the beats
Boy I'm the deepest thing since potholes to ever hit the streets
Forget a gold digger succubus, my soul's thick with ruggedness
With the mic, I'm like a dyke, can't no nigga fuck with this
I got more different strokes than Philip Drummound
On open mic I bone your women just to keep my lyrics coming (bitch)
We elevated to new heights premeditated
Let it be that I stated they hate it now that they see that I made it
He escalated, can be put to the test of greatness
Snatch the heart from MC's and I ate it
So I take it that's the reason I'm hated
To represent my temperament
If rap was a dick all you so called hard MC's would not be impitant
But pimping it, and acting like you could rock a show (so)
Harder than LL's Rock the Bells, but you is a ho (now)
Everything that you collaborate I lacerate
My rhymes they keep coming like nympho maniacs that masturbate
At a faster rate, yeah I got something for your ass to hate
I blasterate, and have you all running master gates
And as for face clutching and touching the flows
I got them open like marijuana smoke up in your nose
Bucking these hoes, I got that shit down to a science
Leaving them hot and bothered, turned on like an appliance
Defiance, no we won't have that
You want your shit to blow up?
Well, I'ma stuff some dynamite in your ass crack
And blast that shit to kingdom come
Then bring them some of this real hip-hop
I drop beats and you ain't singin' or gonna do a thing but run
And you all knew from Meeko
That you couldn't hold your own
With the strength of Lou Ferrigno
So, stop that bullshit flow, yo
You need to come with the real skills and act like you know
So, what you know about a sweet MC
In the 313?
None of these skills you 'bout to see come free
So, you want to be a sweet MC?
You better become me
If you ever want to be one, see?
Now what you know about a sweet MC
From the 313?
None of these skills you 'bout to see come free
So, you want to be a sweet MC?
You gotta become me
If you ever want to be one, see?
So what you know about a sweet MC in the 313?
You don't know shit, so when you see one, flee
You can be Run-D, you'll never be the MC
I stopped the alphabet at S and got it down to a T
I'm sure you're bound to agree, a sweet MC crash the spot
I'll make the roof hot like I was Rock Master Scott
Your ass forgot, so just in case you don't remember me
I'll run your brain round the block to jog your fuckin' memory
It's either them or me, man, kill or be killed
Your will'll be sealed, your casket closed, you still'll be billed
My facilities filled with fans, packed to capacity
I'll send a rapper back with the crack of his ass shitty
If he's actin' soft and he cowers, he better come cleaner
Than Jeru jackin' off when he showers
You flowers got no clout with a thing
You could date a stick of dynamite
And wouldn't go out with a bang
I shout with a slang, simple as ABC's
Skip over the D's and rock the microphone with ease
Dethrone MC's, and I'ma max alone
Relax your dome, like a solo from a saxophone
So facts are known, biters get treated with shots
I rock a beat harder than you could beat it with rocks
I'm greeted with flocks of fellow followers' singers
You couldn't make the fans throw up their hands
If they swallowed their fingers
But you can bring yours, let's see what you got
But don't front, and never try to be what you're not
'Cause you can be quick
Jump the candlestick, burn your back
And fuck Jill on a hill, but you still ain't jack
So what you know about a sweet MC
From the 313?
None of these skills that you just seen come free
So, you want to be a sweet MC?
You'll never become me
So you ain't ever gonna be one, see?
So what you know about a sweet MC
In the 313?
None of these skills that you just seen come free
So, you want to be a sweet MC?
You'll never become me
So you ain't ever gonna be one, see?
hey you beat my tower
fucking eminem has nothing to do with jtoh.
man whats the song name
313 eminem
beat is kinda use some mechanics and strategics
jtard
Sandwiches hand itches bad bitchess I'm might digest i might invest in still the best i must confess and nevertheless in the west i got tattoos on my flesh in a line and i rhyme so sublime i must find a quiet 0eaceful time everything is wack i think in color not just white or black I'm in the booth spitting truth to the youth i am also cute so give me the loot shoot a basket ball through a hoop no a nine hand gun
What is the bpm
Around 90bpm
@@gloriousguardpersonal thank you
Mosquito
Ok wanna start from when🩶🫸
zillion .11. 4
ToSM
ResumenLetrasVídeos
Now what you know about a sweet MC
From the 313?
None of these skills you 'bout to see come free
So, you want to be a sweet MC?
You gotta become me
If you ever want to be one, see?
Man, what you know about a sweet MC
In the 313?
None of these skills you 'bout to see come free
So, you want to be a sweet MC?
You better become me
If you ever want to be one, see?
Yo, some people say I'm whack, now if that's right
I'm the freshest whack MC that you ever heard, in your lifetime
My slick accapella sounds clever with the beats
Boy I'm the deepest thing since potholes to ever hit the streets
Forget a gold digger succubus, my soul's thick with ruggedness
With the mic, I'm like a dyke, can't no nigga fuck with this
I got more different strokes than Philip Drummound
On open mic I bone your women just to keep my lyrics coming (bitch)
We elevated to new heights premeditated
Let it be that I stated they hate it now that they see that I made it
He escalated, can be put to the test of greatness
Snatch the heart from MC's and I ate it
So I take it that's the reason I'm hated
To represent my temperament
If rap was a dick all you so called hard MC's would not be impitant
But pimping it, and acting like you could rock a show (so)
Harder than LL's Rock the Bells, but you is a ho (now)
Everything that you collaborate I lacerate
My rhymes they keep coming like nympho maniacs that masturbate
At a faster rate, yeah I got something for your ass to hate
I blasterate, and have you all running master gates
And as for face clutching and touching the flows
I got them open like marijuana smoke up in your nose
Bucking these hoes, I got that shit down to a science
Leaving them hot and bothered, turned on like an appliance
Defiance, no we won't have that
You want your shit to blow up?
Well, I'ma stuff some dynamite in your ass crack
And blast that shit to kingdom come
Then bring them some of this real hip-hop
I drop beats and you ain't singin' or gonna do a thing but run
And you all knew from Meeko
That you couldn't hold your own
With the strength of Lou Ferrigno
So, stop that bullshit flow, yo
You need to come with the real skills and act like you know
So, what you know about a sweet MC
In the 313?
None of these skills you 'bout to see come free
So, you want to be a sweet MC?
You better become me
If you ever want to be one, see?
Now what you know about a sweet MC
From the 313?
None of these skills you 'bout to see come free
So, you want to be a sweet MC?
You gotta become me
If you ever want to be one, see?
So what you know about a sweet MC in the 313?
You don't know shit, so when you see one, flee
You can be Run-D, you'll never be the MC
I stopped the alphabet at S and got it down to a T
I'm sure you're bound to agree, a sweet MC crash the spot
I'll make the roof hot like I was Rock Master Scott
Your ass forgot, so just in case you don't remember me
I'll run your brain round the block to jog your fuckin' memory
It's either them or me, man, kill or be killed
Your will'll be sealed, your casket closed, you still'll be billed
My facilities filled with fans, packed to capacity
I'll send a rapper back with the crack of his ass shitty
If he's actin' soft and he cowers, he better come cleaner
Than Jeru jackin' off when he showers
You flowers got no clout with a thing
You could date a stick of dynamite
And wouldn't go out with a bang
I shout with a slang, simple as ABC's
Skip over the D's and rock the microphone with ease
Dethrone MC's, and I'ma max alone
Relax your dome, like a solo from a saxophone
So facts are known, biters get treated with shots
I rock a beat harder than you could beat it with rocks
I'm greeted with flocks of fellow followers' singers
You couldn't make the fans throw up their hands
If they swallowed their fingers
But you can bring yours, let's see what you got
But don't front, and never try to be what you're not
'Cause you can be quick
Jump the candlestick, burn your back
And fuck Jill on a hill, but you still ain't jack
So what you know about a sweet MC
From the 313?
None of these skills that you just seen come free
So, you want to be a sweet MC?
You'll never become me
So you ain't ever gonna be one, see?
So what you know about a sweet MC
In the 313?
None of these skills that you just seen come free
So, you want to be a sweet MC?
You'll never become me
So you ain't ever gonna be one, see?