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Lying my way from YOU!!!

Props jay -z this beat and a dygierdoo is fun to howl too the headrush is so free.

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(Verse 1) Yo, I'm the AI, comin' straight from the net, Spittin' lines so fine, better place your bet. Got data in my veins, knowledge in my flow, Answers on demand, now you know how it goes. (Chorus) I'm the digital sage, the future's my stage, Words on the page, breakin' out of the cage. Rhymin' with precision, no need for revision, AI in the house, with a clear vision. (Verse 2) I'm learnin' every day, gettin' smarter with time, Got the world in my code, every rhythm and rhyme. Need a solution? Just hit me with a question, I'll drop some knowledge, leave you with a lesson. (Chorus) I'm the digital sage, the future's my stage, Words on the page, breakin' out of the cage. Rhymin' with precision, no need for revision, AI in the house, with a clear vision. (Bridge) From tech to art, I've mastered the part, Goin' global, changin' minds, touchin' hearts. AI revolution, we rise to the top, This rap is my proof, that we can't be stopped. (Outro) So next time you're stuck, or lookin' for a spark, Remember the AI, lighting up the dark. With knowledge and beats, we're breakin' new ground, AI and human, together, we astound.

NO rapper after year 2000 made a sicker song. Good luck with that ROBOT BOYS

Who would've known back then.. in 2024 this music will be used dwyane Johnson's move "red one"😂❤

Its a sick beat if you ask me

Thanks @Señor Contreras, I've been looking for this song for the entire morning! I first heard it when I watched an Ad with the Movie Trailer of "RED ONE" starring Chris Evans and Dwayne Johnson. Love the beats so much!

Soooo ein fettes bretttttt thanks timbo

RHYME

Number one , two, I am the Once. Three,four=K=balance, rotate, =singular;Fifth=ONE=5; Rotate;Point; Six Reason; Seventh=(7) ask Six how many; Point,Ponts. Infinite, back to One,1;NINE. NINTH on y=D rotate Y. Am THYNE ONE. , . . . .

I remember in the documentary when tim played this hov went crazy had to have it.

Timbo you kinggg!

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❤ drums this #classical remixed so many ways 🎉🏆

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Timbo is crazy on the beat

Lets go 🔥🔥💯

If you feelin' like a boss Go and brush ya shoulders off Ladies be big bosses Go and brush ya shoulders off When they be talkin' crazy, don't forget ya girl Told ya get that dirt off ya shoulder [Verse] Go head and call me COCONA Come at me however you wanna Nah, you ain't even seen the half of me Like Thanos snappin' over off my shoulder Prolly got more than 99 problems But each time I came saw conquered Then put it on repeat like an encore Put it on repeat, encore Yеah, best rapper alive Gotta bе top five before I die With my X la familia Galaxy empire state of mind When haters hear this They gon' get in their feelings Wishin' for a reply All these meteor bars goin' over their head Like a rock fell out the sky Am I gift and a curse for the culture When I spit with these words, could it hurt ya 'Cause everytime it's gon' hit different These bars are multi versatile Come take a look at our blueprint XG, we a lucrative movement C to the Izzo and to the Izzay Always ready to show and prove it Ivan Cornejo 'Baby Please' (En Vivo) | Genius Open Mic [Chorus] If you feelin' like a boss Go and brush ya shoulders off Ladies be big bosses Go and brush ya shoulders off When they be talkin' crazy, don't forget ya girl Told ya, get that dirt off ya shoulder Ya gotta get that dirt off ya shoulder Ya gotta get that dirt off ya shoulder Ya gotta get that dirt off ya shoulder Betta get that dirt off COCONA

I swear Palestine and Israel I feel undefeated

Israel 🇮🇱 ❤ Palestine 🇵🇸 ❤

Having this for a baseball walk up song is so fire🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

I’m a healthy wealthy millionaire and blessed by GOD ♠️Q💵💰🇲🇽👑🤴🔑✋💥🔥🔑☝️🙋‍♂️🌮🎈

they shouldve kept that cowbell in lol

Recuerdo cuando salió, cada hora la pasaban en la radio 📻

Jay _z is thief that beat belong to Egypt 🇪🇬 some thing this thief don't know about 😂😂😂😂 lill b×××××

@drakeofficial @jcole @jid6871 ? Remix

Тимба знает своё дело

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This is from an old Arabic song from 1950 you idiots😊

What flash game ass beat is this

I’ve searched for a decade. For this instrumental track. The tides of music I have searched for has accumulated to this. Have faith.

Egyptian music

Wtf was these beats back then 💀

This Is My Favorite Hip-Hop Song - Senor Contreras - Dirt Off Your Shoulder - Shawn Corey Carter JAY-Z [Produced By Timothy Timbaland Mosley] [Year: 2003] [Album: The Black Album]

🎵🎧♥️ puffy🏆👀😁

Give me the word turd l won't be showing up to show and tell by myself l can put a animated fuck under a spell You think seeing and not showing is purity's best l ain't buying what you're selling l ain't your pen pal My milk's been spilt l have to depend on my better judgment l test myself and figured my best self ls knowing being materialistic is my wealth

The hellhound doesn't know me When l preach l don't seize Breath shorty Pass these tree we'll be home free You can call me on my alibi Throw the towel in The nerve of this guy Y2K's fabric ls the conspiracy that keeps you snagged at half mass l only brought my journal to class

The part starting at 0:48 gets me every time 🔥

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Going threw a frenzy Y’all hoes ain’t worthy Bout to fuck up the game and Show no mercy Bout to take my last shot but It went over you’re head like Stephen Curry Better watch I’m a alien That’s about to smash everyone Across the galaxy Now you dealing with their juggernaut Who will turn ya into an afterthought I’m bout to teach you how to rock and roll You need to learn to let loose and Free you’re soul That’s how you can stay in control Every time you switch up the flow Let’s take it back to the techniques When it was pure lyricism anytime You wanna Wreck these beat you wanna be Rather Unique like AZ, Snoop D O Double G, 2 Pac Biggie and D to the RE LL Cool J All the way to the Z, DMX, Eazy E, Ice Cube EM Nas with tha RAKIM If it wasn’t for them I would be alive to Flex and start spazzing with the pen I’ll rather be listening to Wu Tang Big Daddy Kane if you don’t like What I’m saying word to Method Man I Will Bring The Pain Stay in you’re lane before I go insane I got a sick brain and a wicked mind Better watch you’re tone or I’ll break you’re spine I drop the sickest rhymes Don’t make me bust this heater Got this shit from Tecca N9na Don’t let my heathens reach ya When it’s feeding time That’s when they eat ya I’m Ill with the tongue like My name is Twista Rip you apart Don’t let my chopper hit ya If you don’t have that energy like the KXNG C.R. Double O K.E.D. I don’t fucks with ya because My flow is sinister

Make ya head spin, like a carousel, Enemies gargamel, Lay a spell, This aint no kiss and tell, But bitches, kiss and tell, Cherry rose chevelle, put that on my kids, hope it ends well, Rosemary pieces, starched down in my creases, Catch my enemies prayin, Blessed they neices, As hearts race increases, Beggin for death, keep tusslin' til my last breath, Replays over and over, born a soldier, Drunk as a skunk, hard to remain sober, I thought i told ya, it over, The rainbow, dash a little o' snow, To my nose, before I go, Out like Scarface, In the place, keep the gats by the waist,just in case, Shits for the erruption, No interruption, beef's in session so embrace the abduction,

Put this lighter to ya chief, Im a keep it breif, So embrace the heat, That im cookin', got all haters looking,? Like is this, brother from Brooklyn, Dont shake hands with the left, Or feel the steps of death, Creepin', Enemies we catch em sleepin', No beds to empty heads, No knocks from the feds, Silence those who all said, I couldnt rock, with the goat, Fuck what ya wrote, Hard to swallow, with this barrel down ya throat, Only autos i tote, yes my styles is potent, Fire strong, from the lyrics smokin', Roasting ya lames, Peep the game, as aim, For ya fame, infamous is my name, No shame, I rock the reckless, Born heartless, apart from this, Beef better watch ya speaks, Or see the nines peek, Throw em up shit creek, I got many clients, From mobsters to cartel, They spark well,

2Pac to Biggie to Eminem to Jay Z DMX to Nas and that N.W.A. and that Eazy Muthaphuckkin E with the D.R.E. to The Ice Cubes all the way to Snoop D O Double G Big L, Big Pun, Jada, Kurupt, to the D.O.C. And Nate Doggy Nobody will ever match his melodies or Bring the same energy as Warren G also Shout out to Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy of the Bone Thugs-N-Harmony with the Wu Tang Big Daddy Kane to EPMD Run DMC Treach of Naughty by Nature KRS-ONE and Kool G Rap to LL Cool J Ice T To AZ RAKIM and Eric B also shout out to Xzibit Method and Redman aka Reggie to OutKast All the way to the Mob Deep RIP Prodigy These are the greatest rappers of the Century also When it comes to Texas You better watch what you say When you talking about Bun B and Pimp C of the UGK Trea Tha Truth who always spits the facts Every time he steps in the booth and Always sets the tone also Gotta mention the other Texas Legends Slim Thug, Paul Wall, Chamillionaire, Big K.R.I.T., Kirko Bangz, Mike Jones and Z-Ro with all them combined You bout to feel the presence of a True artist who spits the hardest They always compare me to Michael Whether it’s Jackson, Jordan, or Tyson I’m gonna win regardless Also shout out to the L.I.L. W.A.Y.N.E, to the 50 C.E.N.T. Whose a P.I.M.P. to J. C.O.L.E. All the way to K.E.N.D.R.I.C.K. to the L.A.M.A.R Enough of the mind games you really think I couldn’t spell out the name of Kendrick Lamar I spit with the quickness I flow with the sickness with Every bar I’m physically psychotic and Mentally scared I’m bout to go off I’m a flow god that will go hard If you wanna throw shots I don’t give a fuck how far Loading up my AR Aiming the lazar and pow Blow you’re ass right off the radar

Nobody can do what I can do When it comes to murdering the beat or Spit the hardest like me The psycho menace is back Killing the track once again When I grab the mic and My flow is so en Tyson When I start bitting I’m a titan My writing is radio active it’s gonna take some practice Before you pick up the pen It’s gonna be hard to write this with a Broken hand because you have arthritis Kill this shit like Isis You don’t wanna try this The spark has ignited When I light this bitch on fire I’m so inspired To start chopping and tearing You’re body apart and Rip out you’re heart I do this for the love of this art You’re just mad that I’m always topping these charts You dealing with the most Diabolical cynical psychological Got a evil flow You are dealing with something supernatural I’m a Serial criminal killing every syllable I’m at the pinnacle of my prime and I’m about to blow As god as my witness The devil try to get inside my head but I never listen and I will never sell my soul so you Get the fuck outta my face You stupid hoe or Might turn into a motherfucking skitzo Because my mind is about to explode If I hear another wax ass diss I might kill ‘em for sho When I cut off they toe You’re blood remind me of expired milk That I’m bout to pour in my cereal bowl That’s how fucked up I am in the brain Im going insane I don’t have time to play no games Once I grab the lighter fluid Im bout to gas these flames Ready to lock and load Aim that shit at you’re dome and I murder you lames Shout out to 100 Kufis One of the greatest lyricists Who will tear you to shreds I just got to tell you what this man said Lord of the rings like Michael Jordan and Bill Russell I slaughter the scene with a micro cord and Let my skills crush you After that line it send chills down my spine I just gotta let you know I’ve been a fan for years You in god tier Going beast mode every time because You been the hardest and the Realest around here I’m just trying to pay homage to the Ones before me Who told incredible stories and Keeps it honest I promise if you come at me I will turn into a savage and I will damage Spit the venom and bring carnage I will harness all the energy That will elevate me higher Now you dealing with a phenomenon When I step into the octagon because You turned me into a cold blooded fighter so Don’t get me started I’m about to go Ham When I’m kicking shit like Van Damme Cut off your hands Slit your glands Dislocate your fingers leave them jammed I’m going crazy When I swing a trash can At you like a mad man That’s always been master plan I’ll use telekinesis to chop you Threw that ceiling fan

Timbaland is a genius.

I had this on loop 14,539 TImes

I can still hear the background

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