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Can I freestyle to this

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Heavy

wesley snipes walkin as blade

If I had the resurrection Stone I would bring back biggie present this to him and just listen❤

Tyler sampled a great one damn

I don’t like Kanye personally in my own opinion, but his beats are 🔥.

Wood grain gripping like what the fuck you taking bout nigga, I been the best to do this shit out this rigid city, I done seen it all hunnids fifty’s chillin with bittys, That nigga Jonah got clowned by Killy in a sticky situation, Fake chains lil girl hype trains I can’t fathom what the game got left for him,

Dear lord i don't know Why I'm so complicated to be loved Why im so complicated to love that hard I'm always searching for love in these faceless faces Maybe you're the reason cuz i don't feel your love in any cases I know you crucified for me, you died for me, you cried for me, you fought for me, You found me You broke me, you fucked me up To build me up, for the mission that you created me up Am i just another soldier wassup? You got me out.. when i was in the womb Holding me on hands when I was close to the doom All i've ever needed was.. Kissing my forehead, playing in my hair Until i fall in fast asleep Am i asking the impossible or that deep? All i ever wanted was a father A godfather or a real father. To feel his love around me Im tired of being tough like i raised to be

No me llevo con ningunos de estos sopla nucas El vago de verdad no compra nunca Y la hace corta cumpa es la gloria o la tumba La historia de la cumbia Polo ralph y Columbia Solo nike en dias de lluvia O si esta nublado Dejo mi bloqueo anulado Hablan del juego pero no an jugado Estan asustados porque no saben que dios esta a su lado Si dios esta conmigo quien contra mi

It's so hard to find something to rap on but this... this is perfect

I miss those late 2020 nights

Amazing.

A yo! Ancient nation, adjacent strong Southern displacement Wealth, removal plan derailment deport the ailment not viable, on the rise, can’t silence the vibe though, Get the omen like Lion-O Easy with Lionel On Sunday morning kick the week off the band wagon Leave the medallion, take the corn beef & cabbage We got the glitz, economics on the fritz Agriculture blood & tipsy moral compass My love, Strip tease for profits settling’s no option, Progress, is more than some legislative nonsense, Under declarative context or that Mississippi Hype Pales in light shit hails in spite the scales ain’t right

fire

Algunos vestidos de corderos queriendo esquilarte xq si es por lana no duda en traikearte Traketeo de noche, ella me lleva su ford k la puse en el topten y me pide besos con topline, top lines, no more lines (no more lines) Aprendi de los viernos crudos Llenando la pansa con fernanduco Guleando cuadras abajo de la lluvia crecimos sin contencion y falta de tuco, salvaba la del comedor o haciamos magia ese el truco Crecimos en la miseria familias manchada x droga y otras manteniendose a medias La vida no me la salva el curro, si un tengo un sope lo tiramo la sopi no me lo emburro

we NEED jazz and soul back in rap music

Where is kanye west bear one?

leave when you around i'm hotter out of town she said she in love she out of town thats when the lust settles down tell me when the dust settles down cause look as the dawn has turned to dusk look me in my eyes you can tell i'll self destruct be honest to yourself there's no one else can't have cake and eat it to that's food for thought we almost fist fought, food fought, he had clocked a metaphorical glock like you can fall on your sword or you can play a part cause lifes a game a maze its art i thought it out a lot Descartes i needed validation but now i know i'm smart tell me truth else i'll know its farce took it well thats a good sport cause theres no such thing as life being personal my brother was Percival, but he shed enough tears so the wells dry i'm feeling paranoid, hopefully fate don't prescribe it iodine this is a reproach, this is a battle cry babylon fell but still idolized my friend said Jordan peterson would've been a Nazi genocide gotta leverage my talents for the gold standard i'm alchemized had a trial by fire, check my pulse its dire for revolt conspire girls always thought i was sexy ask the choir you would think that i'm a liar the way my pants on fire

dead homies

Added way to many pauses and the pauses are too long

thundercat's signature bass goated fr

BOOM BOOM BOOM

My chain heavy, my chain too heavy…

flp?

I think this is an interlude for chain heavy because Ye says some of the lyrics

Beat-switch was fantastic on this, on the level of 90210. No doubt about it, Hit-Boy killed the beat, drums, voice sample, loop, distortion, all perfection. Sounds like something out the minds of The Alchemist, Kanye and EL-P together or a combination. Giving the early 90s vibes, harsh yet warm

thats it, im using this for a kendrick lamar edit of tpab

The beat goes insanely hard on this song

Awooooooooo

i swear i hear the iphone alarm in the background

I think Ye's unreleased discography is just as good as his releases

Here we go...

D-D-D-DAMN PEGGY

🗣️🎤 "No civilization has conquered from the outside, until they destroy themselves from within." *HOV*

Look, I swear Paris will be prayed for (prayed for) Unreleased Off-White to the ankles (ankles) Ayy, I'm in them places that you can't go (that you can't go) Don C, Nigo, in the same row (the same row) Ayy, I swear Paris will be prayed for I need Casablanca by the caseload (caseload) Silks with the oranges and the mangoes (mangoes) I'm a model now, baby, got the face for it (face for it) Ayy, I swear Paris will be prayed for Ayo, I'm rockin' old Nashes, on the runway in my coke fashion Anybody move, we toe-taggin' (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) My 327s was blessings, leather Vuitton vests-es Keep a loaded firearm in Mercedes armrests, Lord stressin' (skrt) 22 with greys, 25, left in a cage I told him hold your head, it's worse in a grave I threw coke in the pot, watched it bloom residue and consume He started wavin', had a lighter and dope spoon A nigga'll try to kill you for your recipe My shooter nasal drip flowin' heavily, duckin' my third felony (ah) Take his shine, two for five, me and mines Runnin' from suit and ties, you say you the flyest then who am I? Balenciaga with the heel, lemonade a popular drink still VLONE jean jacket rockin', so be real (ah) Over pots, I'm too exquisite On the dancefloor tryna finger fuck on every visit Some niggas'll never risk it, hoppin' in BMs I'm proud of my position (skrt), they never had a pot to piss in Body parts on Cavalli dishes On Mulholland in the drop Porsche wildin', my loafers crocodile Stylin', I be havin' greater visions (ah), you can tell by the way I whip it You gettin' money, then the haters with it It ain't dry, I told 'em wait a minute (ah) Praise both for the way I did it I swear Paris will be prayed for (prayed for) Unreleased Off-White to the ankles (ankles) Ayy, I'm in them places that you can't go (that you can't go) Don C, Nigo, in the same row (the same row) Ayy, I swear Paris will be prayed for I need Casablanca by the caseload (caseload, Badmon) Silks with the oranges and the mangoes (mangoes) I'm a model now, baby, got the face for it (face for it) Ayy, I swear Paris will be prayed for I'm from the era of hard knocks and quiet storms (shh) Rap songs about crack rocks and firearms (brr, bah, brrah, bah, bah) In the stash spot on some Money Mitch shit (woo) Adjust the A/C, conceal the biscuit (yeah) It's your life, you can choose to risk it if you wanna These niggas don't want smoke, they want some marijuana (yeah) I used to get kicked out of class just for my aroma I went to school high, forgot to pick up my diploma (I was high) That's way back when we used to cypher Arizonas (uh huh) Now I'm in that Maybach, I'm with Puff and Hova (facts, woo, woo) We bendin' corners in the six-deuce Talk about last night's ten thousand dollar bottles of Patron, sip it like it's juice, homie How could I lose? The shit these niggas'll do to be in my shoes I'm done playin' by rules Learned from OGs, I'm retirin' the jewels Everything is plain Jane, different day, the same thing I mean, it's usual Everything that's new to you be the type of shit I'm used to I could give a fuck about the haters, shit, I'm used to 'em If it's fuck me, then know the feelings is mutual (bitch) I swear Paris will be prayed for (prayed for) Unreleased Off-White to the ankles (ankles) Ayy, I'm in them places that you can't go (that you can't go) Don C, Nigo, in the same row (the same row) Ayy, I swear Paris will be prayed for I need Casablanca by the caseload (caseload) Silks with the oranges and the mangoes (mangoes) I'm a model now, baby, got the face for it (face for it) Ayy, I swear Paris will be prayed for If you feelin' good Everybody say yeah, yeah (oh, oh, yeah) Yeah, yeah (feelin' good) Yeah, yeah (I'm on my Gunn shit) Bitch, I'm all that, all that, Kenan, Kel (Kel, uh) When I walk in, niggas ring the, ring the bells (bells) Roses at my feet, niggas kneel, bitches yell Glitter on my neck match the glitter on my fingernails Niggas always got something to say, well fuck 'em Same guys was mighty 'til they got to duckin' (phew, phew, phew, phew, phew) We got the pucks and we chuckin', they playin' chicken and cluckin' (cluck, cluck, cluck) I'm Colonel Sanders to you motherfuckers Niggas trash and we dumpin' (uh), I been rappin' and fuckin' (yup) He 6'5", I'm a munchkin, and we speed to the disco (dance) This car came with a driver, I'm in the back playin' "Frontin'" I ain't cryin', the wind is flyin', stop makin' assumptions I ain't lyin' or nothin', yes, I'm is, I'm so happy I turn nothin' to somethin', skin glowin', my hair nappy (yeah, yeah) My health good, my mama good, my niggas too And they only wanna have good times like Josh Safdie We eat good, long way from Maccas burgers Long way from that Metro bus taxi service Long way, loco gangs tried to taxiderm' it (where you from, nigga?) We would run until our motherfuckin' backs was burnin', uh But anyway, the shorts short and the socks high And the emeralds shinin', them GQs and them pot pies (bling) And I spy with my private eye that you tried You cannot pull this look off, nigga, you not I I swear Paris will be prayed for (prayed for) Unreleased Off-White to the ankles (ankles) Ayy, I'm in them places that you can't go (that you can't go) Don C, Nigo, in the same row (the same row) Ayy, I swear Paris will be prayed for I need Casablanca by the caseload (caseload) Silks with the oranges and the mangoes (mangoes) I'm a model now, baby, got the face for it (face for it) Ayy, I swear Paris will be prayed for (prayed for)

Melhor beat classico❤❤

I need Tombstones admit. They say to soon on it. Death of Ego equal egoless easies evil deeds

Child abuse bullied turn ego bitter badly. Healer gladly Pops bachelor no mommy figure sadly just side chicks babysitter then dash pasts me. No emotional match chocolate snacks if ask have these. Player friends Jamie both Big pimpin Jay-Z Step Mommy dating low key

Im so glad there aren’t prod tags on Kanye songs

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Thank you J Dilla for revolutionizing the industry for ever and leading it masterpieces like this, 💗

Smooth as butter 🧈 🔥

Bruh, this beat is something else.

Sounds like a hip hop religion anthem or something

you should keep going man

This beat is so sick 💪🏾

Extremely good

this is so puppy coded