Hey man, mind if i use this beat for a mixtape? Ive been looking everywhere for this beat and this is awesome. I'll give you a shout out in the tack and post it back here when im done!
Tre'... Some real shit... Shit your my enemy. But I'm trying to be your friend like your my synergy. They say keep your friends close but your enemies closer. As soon as my enemies get close they become ghost! Dropping them like flies yeah their just burnt toast. Can't believe its true. White boy rapping from this end of the booth. Don't be hatin. Because I've been in this game longer then satin. More sins then Jason. But I've not killed as much. See this shit is me. I ain't a g but piss me off then Imma have to go low key. Go in a ring toe to toe, we can fight like men. I'll knock your ass out quicker then a beat. Spittin like Nas on this sheet. Making rhythms like biggie on this shit. Mental giant whose been through all the pain. Now you can look into my eyes and see them never rain! See I've been through some real shit. Now I'm harder then main! Bigger then Kid Inks own lane! Yeah I'm loco like insane. But I also spit like real so try and contemplate on why this worlds scared of my up rising. See these kids is scared, because I'm spreading the truth and these young lings are unprepared. Don't worry take my hand. Because not even quick sand can stop me. Gonna be bigger then any rapper alive! You don't think so but who says I can't try? So for now good bye. Because your holding me back like I just died. Like I was running off a cliff at 1000 miles saying Jesus take the wheel! But Jesus ain't here for me. Never believed so now I'm writing my own destiny. Yeah, said never believed so now I'm writing a destiny. Keep trying to come at me and then I will use that hexagram! Shuriken in your ass and I'm the man. Freeze your ass so you can't even raise a hand. Spit faster then a bullet. Lyrics hitting your brain like a skillet. Make it splatter like an omelet. Then I eat that shit like, I'm on it! Shit what am I saying, acting like a cannibal pretty soon their going to ask me to start paying. For wasting their time. But their just wasting mine. Now feel what I say, because I'm on this rap shit like everyday. And Hip-Hop, she mine. And I'm never leaving her so if you don't believe in me quit wasting my time! You've just been in the mind of Trey, nothing but real and yes on this new shit everyday! I ain't a little kid, I ain't your toy and I sure as hell don't play! To gain you have to suffer pain, and pain is the name of the game. Thats REAL!
no prob bro you mind giving me ashout on the mixtape like produced by haize or beat by haize & ill try and get that done i have a few other ones ready to come on
ayo this is your boy pain and i was wondin if i could use this track for my mixtape RARE MOOD 3 ( A LEAP OF FAITH) and im send you a shout out thanks from myour boy pain
Trying live life without regret while I'm trying progress/ while hater want me to see me regress smile on my face so it seem peachy/ when really know one knows the anger that within me/ Never lost a friend/ Just realized who was really with me/
hey man ima artist and ima use this beat for my Life Music mixtape...but cna you get the "Goodbye" instrumental fromo slaughterhouse also...i need that joint yo
No longer should i feel abused/ but i guess this beat had me beat to a pulp/ because the juice inside of me is all squezzed out so im no longer feeling fresh/ it seems like im about to take my last breathe because i dived in the deep end/ is this how my life is supposed to end/ with no apolgizes to my friends and fans/ but i guess i snuffed up too much gas like a aerosol can/ this wasnt part of the plan but i guess if you didnt get an a and b was too hard to reach and c wasnt the best choice either and d wasnt good enough so c- was what i got/ but dont ruin the plot because the movie is a on a twised summery/ and im feeling washed up so i guess i was the dirty laundry all along
time changes people but not as much as death does dont matter what you left us what matters is you left us this is food for thought cateredd for real people =loves a drug the only type that can heal evil i sometimes medicate on the same shit i hate for a spliff im bait or just hooked on self destruction =deaf to health discussion you cant say nothing im away led astray where no prayer can save ya so later when paper is seen as what it is i dont got the perogative that i was once born with =like the cord but according to them the poor appalling to them -- so as we yell geronoma we fall like a domino this cycle on a trend and they higher in the heirayr so we cant throw the book at them so we just lay in our coffin and wait till the nail rust or move on with our life, look to IG for advice ignore we getting backstabbed and provided the knife we getting played for fools and we abide by twice they think the least of us i think its time we do the most cos the poor cant lye under a bridge but the rich lie under oath like they got the bread of gods n with holy water toast shit its hard to lighten up unless we lighting up cos nothing will change like the truth truth hurts when its strange guess its the game that we play till the credits end but if we want change chase the president not benjamin food for thought but your mouth full of cinammon about to choke cos you cant swallow the proof yeah your pockets are fat but your hollow with truth any conversation with you makes me aloof so to whoever evessdropping get up if your down and out this the indicator to go another round round the rounda bout cos i donnt wanna ever see a G O D and for you to see what i just sounded out so have goals cos a dream is just a plan with doubt its important to understand thats what most are without id rather the power of a dream than ta dream of power because death smells but some living are fouler and the people with the most sins tend to tend to the altar for a while tha booth was my home right where my heart is with the proof that im alone wishing while reminincing on the youth that i have known uh i hate to admit the realest thing i ever wrote will never be, the realest thing i ever spoke do you understand that even when truth or truth is the name of the track i dont want to say anything that i cannot take back dont wanna say anything i cant take back ll just pick up where i left from ll just pick up where i left from oppisite to teflon i wish i could say i was super man but this pen is my kryponite i always write what i might not say cos im an introvert and if i let you into hurt then i might of let you into hurt im just a man maybe way too deep so would i rather work over fame and stress for success i dont know which is worst but i know one is me at my best VERSE 2 - RANDOM BARS cos after the laughter my stomuch hurt now i stomach hurt if u spot a smirk when i come to work i popped a perc scription break it up to water it down im talking about the line the rhyme the bar uh these lines too deep they peirce the paper they written on pressed on with vengance for attendance so my pen tense if you get the point i can full stop this sentance but i cant its a tugawar with your mind and heart yall would love me more if i didnt try to be smart youd rather watch me smash a 8ball than see i que but imma try hard till i break my back and die hard your house is my yard i got the drive you got attire youll be fresh to the death if you ever try to step VERSE 3 been awhile since i picked up the pad and pen but dont be glad it must mean that im sad again no inner peace lets just say that life been busy actually that last line dont do it justice such is life but it isnt what it just is one friend showed some friends be fuckwits dammn all that man needed was a helping hand lucky for him i was there and i understand probably suprised him that i could relate and misery loves company but his 5 years late his crying for help as im drying my tears his telling us his fears as im lieing to my peers throughout all of these years i wasnt as brave as him but whats killing me is the only reason i can save him and im alright with that, anybody that feel how i feel would say that cos im so used to it, i continuie through it its still affecting me but no effect on me i wear the heart on my sleeve like an accessory tunnel vision but its hard to see whats left of me i gave life to shit that be the death of me im happy to die until i think of my legacy the damage to friends loved ones and family but i also dont want to weigh them down like gravity we were taught that we were born to be happy thats a bunch of bs its easier to be depressed look around we all stressed and i know its complex cos we get bored by simple things so theres a loss for every success and being rich is such less fufilling than we think it is i just want to be a man whatever that means so forget dollars i just wanna handle my biz i dont want your hand out unless im greeting you i think its time i wrote down what i need to do... fall in love, chase my dream shred my doubt love myself??? thats all i need to feel heaven sent make it worth going hell and back write a verse and then sell rap to the devil i can deal what he hand me, i negotitate and settle am i talking out of hand or am i speaking on his level. i think its my deeemooons, why im a beast in this im coming for your chains my weakest link unleashing this ill give you a pot to piss in just so i can sit and watch your bitch and friends only try reach in it you dont get it, you must be takingggg the piss you better take in that people be taking till there taking piss vamooose you son of a bish or broken mother taking drugs saying no1 love her, right in there face i get why you are hurt yall need therapy, before the drugs dont work, im feeling on top of the world with the world at my feet im thinking about the future using my dream to help sleep telling myself i can only fail through self defeat feeling heavensent but hell beat this i gotta beat what it could release would it be inner peace
yooo you mind if I used this joint on a mixtape? I'll give you a shoutout, and prolly do a video freestyle for it.. check out my page for other freestyle videos I done. This beat is on point! it speaks to me! plus slaughterhouse killed it!
Wattup Royce, you inspire me And I picked you for the record I mean, I’m no longer fuckin’ amused I mean I addressed this shit on “Cut You Loose” How long am I supposed to stick around for this fuckin’ abuse? Every time I go to leave, I figure “fuck is the use?” I endure it for the true fans that covered that new Or is that just another fuckin’ excuse? Do I do it for attention cause I crave it, I won’t mention it, I’ll save it If you know me than you know a nigga treasure anonymity Nigga thought that as a man, you must be kiddin’ me And I’m starting to feel like my fans are now condemning me Listen, I don’t owe y’all shit Same Joe I am today is the same Joe y’all get Y’all will interrupt a nigga while he at his place of worship And think that came along with your 20 dollar purchase You bought the music, not the nigga that made it But let me touch up on that nigga that made it If you’re judging me on actions then I’ll take that L every time If you conclude “Joe Budden is a corny mu’fucker” Cause all it mean if I’m a corny mu’fucker Is the greatest rapper ever’s just a corny mu’fucker My bad, I’m not as street as you But all this time I was being me, not being you I get behind that mic, let all my demons through Without knowing shit about the people that I’m speaking to Add that to me not seeing a reason to And that says a lot in a room full of silence, listen At 21 I had a drug problem At 31 still drugs is a problem But the thing about that pill is it made everything real And I felt I needed to see Funny thing about it all, I ain’t like what I saw Now the lord’s voice is in my head like “You’ll be DEAD soon for questioning me” Another lesson for me Far greater than whatever I profess it to be Cause if left to me, I’d put our eyes in our brains We’d over-think what we see and our whole lives would change But fuck it, that day had to come Who ever knew that I would have a son? I coulda guessed it, I was fuckin’ like a rabbit But I never saw him handle scoliosis like his dad did Never knew me and Ronnie would talk again Fuck a rhyme, I’m just happy that we talk again Who knew that the second I acknowledged you You would get terminally ill, be in the hospital The thought of you leaving is what fucks with me I’m scared to death of getting full custody Nigga, I look in the mirror disgustingly So how am I supposed to feel the day that he looks up to me? I always said you were the worst baby-mother I had ex-girl confused with baby-mother And there lies my problem with our creator All the times I wanted her black ass dead, you wouldn’t take her Don’t do it now, I need her Understand, it don’t get no realer See how I go to bed with thoughts of a damn killer But rather show y’all my girl through these Instagram filters Look at her, don’t look at me Cause if y’all judging, y’all would throw the book at me Speakin’ of shorty, nah, I’ll do that in private It might be a little soon for me to let her know how I get Shit, and now we right back at one Real quick, let me get back to my son When a nigga was like He said “Dad, I’m weird… but I don’t have a problem with that” And I was like haha… I laughed, and I was like “Well, number 1, why do you think you’re weird And number 2, why don’t you have a problem with that?” And he looked me in my eyes and he was like “Well, I say I’m weird, number 1, because I know I’m weird And I don’t have a problem with it because that’s me And whoever don’t like it, they don’t have to be around me I’m comfortable with me and who I am” And right there, that was cold In my head I thought That was bold Illest shit about it all, said that at 10 years-old So I could die right now I could die right now and feel like he got the most important part of Joe Or, better than that I could die right now and feel like he know all he need to know Joey Royce, what up Last night we cried tears of joy This morning they were still there What’s handicap without the wheelchair That’s what we are, but fuck it We’ll be the sacrificial lamb for y’all niggas Hate it or love it Leave all of that, b, fuck it
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The one thing I'm wondering all these years later is where is part 2?? This is part one. It says so in the title
Hey man, mind if i use this beat for a mixtape? Ive been looking everywhere for this beat and this is awesome. I'll give you a shout out in the tack and post it back here when im done!
oh ok well this a heartful beat ! nice beat to you who produced it..thumbs up
Anyone looking for this, it's "Tears of Joy" by Rick Ross.
Tre'... Some real shit... Shit your my enemy. But I'm trying to be your friend like your my synergy. They say keep your friends close but your enemies closer. As soon as my enemies get close they become ghost! Dropping them like flies yeah their just burnt toast. Can't believe its true. White boy rapping from this end of the booth. Don't be hatin. Because I've been in this game longer then satin. More sins then Jason. But I've not killed as much. See this shit is me. I ain't a g but piss me off then Imma have to go low key. Go in a ring toe to toe, we can fight like men. I'll knock your ass out quicker then a beat. Spittin like Nas on this sheet. Making rhythms like biggie on this shit. Mental giant whose been through all the pain. Now you can look into my eyes and see them never rain! See I've been through some real shit. Now I'm harder then main! Bigger then Kid Inks own lane! Yeah I'm loco like insane. But I also spit like real so try and contemplate on why this worlds scared of my up rising. See these kids is scared, because I'm spreading the truth and these young lings are unprepared. Don't worry take my hand. Because not even quick sand can stop me. Gonna be bigger then any rapper alive! You don't think so but who says I can't try? So for now good bye. Because your holding me back like I just died. Like I was running off a cliff at 1000 miles saying Jesus take the wheel! But Jesus ain't here for me. Never believed so now I'm writing my own destiny. Yeah, said never believed so now I'm writing a destiny. Keep trying to come at me and then I will use that hexagram! Shuriken in your ass and I'm the man. Freeze your ass so you can't even raise a hand. Spit faster then a bullet. Lyrics hitting your brain like a skillet. Make it splatter like an omelet. Then I eat that shit like, I'm on it! Shit what am I saying, acting like a cannibal pretty soon their going to ask me to start paying. For wasting their time. But their just wasting mine. Now feel what I say, because I'm on this rap shit like everyday. And Hip-Hop, she mine. And I'm never leaving her so if you don't believe in me quit wasting my time! You've just been in the mind of Trey, nothing but real and yes on this new shit everyday! I ain't a little kid, I ain't your toy and I sure as hell don't play! To gain you have to suffer pain, and pain is the name of the game. Thats REAL!
IM JAMMIN' THIS 4 HOURS
Epic instrumental.
I grew up without both a mother and father figure/
So much pain inside of me/
It's impossible to harbor in ya/
do your thing boy good looks def lemme know when you do it i wanna hear
Finally somebody fixed this lol
no prob bro you mind giving me ashout on the mixtape like produced by haize or beat by haize & ill try and get that done i have a few other ones ready to come on
go head braaa
good looks bro
ayo this is your boy pain and i was wondin if i could use this track for my mixtape RARE MOOD 3 ( A LEAP OF FAITH) and im send you a shout out thanks from myour boy pain
Trying live life without regret while I'm trying progress/ while hater want me to see me regress smile on my face so it seem peachy/ when really know one knows the anger that within me/ Never lost a friend/ Just realized who was really with me/
Black Hippy x Slaughterhouse? Excuse me, I need to change my pants. xP
hey man ima artist and ima use this beat for my Life Music mixtape...but cna you get the "Goodbye" instrumental fromo slaughterhouse also...i need that joint yo
what's sunshine with no rain?
it's a freestyle over Rick Ross'- Tears of Joy
mind if i use this for a mixtape
I just wish the fades were better between the loops
can i use this
No longer should i feel abused/ but i guess this beat had me beat to a pulp/ because the juice inside of me is all squezzed out so im no longer feeling fresh/ it seems like im about to take my last breathe because i dived in the deep end/ is this how my life is supposed to end/ with no apolgizes to my friends and fans/ but i guess i snuffed up too much gas like a aerosol can/ this wasnt part of the plan but i guess if you didnt get an a and b was too hard to reach and c wasnt the best choice either and d wasnt good enough so c- was what i got/ but dont ruin the plot because the movie is a on a twised summery/ and im feeling washed up so i guess i was the dirty laundry all along
This is what you call lyrics? Don't ever comment about my post if this is what you got lmao
+Antonio Fixx nigga that was a year ago. and Fucking write some shit then. I wanna see how "great of a rapper you are"
My MUSIC online shows for that. You can't see me with words, guy
Man it was almost no rhymes lol what happened
time changes people but not as much as death does
dont matter what you left us what matters is you left us
this is food for thought cateredd for real people
=loves a drug the only type that can heal evil
i sometimes medicate on the same shit i hate
for a spliff im bait or just hooked on self destruction
=deaf to health discussion you cant say nothing
im away led astray where no prayer can save ya so later when paper
is seen as what it is
i dont got the perogative that i was once born with
=like the cord but according to them the poor appalling to them --
so as we yell geronoma we fall like a domino this cycle on a trend
and they higher in the heirayr
so we cant throw the book at them so we just
lay in our coffin and wait till the nail rust
or move on with our life, look to IG for advice
ignore we getting backstabbed and provided the knife
we getting played for fools and we abide by twice
they think the least of us i think its time we do the most
cos the poor cant lye under a bridge but the rich lie under oath
like they got the bread of gods n with holy water toast
shit its hard to lighten up unless we lighting up
cos nothing will change like the truth truth hurts when its strange
guess its the game that we play till the credits end
but if we want change chase the president not benjamin
food for thought but your mouth full of cinammon
about to choke cos you cant swallow the proof
yeah your pockets are fat but your hollow with truth
any conversation with you makes me aloof
so to whoever evessdropping get up if your down and out
this the indicator to go another round round the rounda bout
cos i donnt wanna ever see a G O D
and for you to see what i just sounded out
so have goals cos a dream is just a plan with doubt
its important to understand thats what most are without
id rather the power of a dream than ta dream of power
because death smells but some living are fouler
and the people with the most sins tend to tend to the altar
for a while tha booth was my home
right where my heart is with the proof that im alone
wishing while reminincing on the youth that i have known
uh i hate to admit the realest thing i ever wrote
will never be, the realest thing i ever spoke do you understand that
even when truth or truth is the name of the track
i dont want to say anything that i cannot take back
dont wanna say anything i cant take back
ll just pick up where i left from ll just pick up where i left from oppisite to teflon i wish i could say i was super man
but this pen is my kryponite i always write what i might not say
cos im an introvert and if i let you into hurt then i might of let you into hurt
im just a man maybe way too deep
so would i rather work over fame and stress for success
i dont know which is worst but i know one is me at my best
VERSE 2 - RANDOM BARS
cos after the laughter my stomuch hurt now i stomach hurt
if u spot a smirk when i come to work i popped a perc
scription break it up to water it down
im talking about the line the rhyme the bar uh
these lines too deep they peirce the paper they written on
pressed on with vengance for attendance so my pen tense
if you get the point i can full stop this sentance
but i cant its a tugawar with your mind and heart
yall would love me more if i didnt try to be smart
youd rather watch me smash a 8ball than see i que
but imma try hard till i break my back and die hard
your house is my yard i got the drive you got attire
youll be fresh to the death if you ever try to step
VERSE 3
been awhile since i picked up the pad and pen
but dont be glad it must mean that im sad again
no inner peace lets just say that life been busy
actually that last line dont do it justice
such is life but it isnt what it just is
one friend showed some friends be fuckwits
dammn all that man needed was a helping hand
lucky for him i was there and i understand
probably suprised him that i could relate
and misery loves company but his 5 years late
his crying for help as im drying my tears
his telling us his fears as im lieing to my peers
throughout all of these years i wasnt as brave as him
but whats killing me is the only reason i can save him
and im alright with that, anybody that feel how i feel would say that
cos im so used to it, i continuie through it
its still affecting me but no effect on me
i wear the heart on my sleeve like an accessory
tunnel vision but its hard to see whats left of me
i gave life to shit that be the death of me
im happy to die until i think of my legacy
the damage to friends loved ones and family
but i also dont want to weigh them down like gravity
we were taught that we were born to be happy
thats a bunch of bs its easier to be depressed
look around we all stressed and i know its complex
cos we get bored by simple things so theres a loss for every success and being rich is such less
fufilling than we think it is
i just want to be a man whatever that means
so forget dollars i just wanna handle my biz
i dont want your hand out unless im greeting you
i think its time i wrote down what i need to do...
fall in love,
chase my dream
shred my doubt
love myself???
thats all i need to feel heaven sent
make it worth going hell and back
write a verse and then sell rap to the devil
i can deal what he hand me, i negotitate and settle
am i talking out of hand or am i speaking on his level.
i think its my deeemooons, why im a beast in this
im coming for your chains my weakest link unleashing this
ill give you a pot to piss in just so i can sit
and watch your bitch and friends only try reach in it
you dont get it, you must be takingggg the piss
you better take in that people be taking till there taking piss
vamooose you son of a bish
or broken mother taking drugs saying no1 love her, right in there face i get why you are hurt
yall need therapy, before the drugs dont work,
im feeling on top of the world with the world at my feet
im thinking about the future using my dream to help sleep
telling myself i can only fail through self defeat
feeling heavensent but hell beat this i gotta beat
what it could release would it be inner peace
Too many "writers" commenting lyrics, trying to be lyrical and to touch souls. Try too hard to be deep, fuck around and sound basic as ever.
+isaac mitchell shut yo RUclips thug ass up. I'll rap circles around anyone who wants it
+Antonio Fixx lame aaa nigga i swear. talking tough. fuck boi you better not start. because we all know you wont get far
+Antonio Fixx and tf kind of name is Antonio fixx.
yooo you mind if I used this joint on a mixtape? I'll give you a shoutout, and prolly do a video freestyle for it.. check out my page for other freestyle videos I done.
This beat is on point! it speaks to me! plus slaughterhouse killed it!
Wattup Royce, you inspire me
And I picked you for the record
I mean, I’m no longer fuckin’ amused
I mean I addressed this shit on “Cut You Loose”
How long am I supposed to stick around for this fuckin’ abuse?
Every time I go to leave, I figure “fuck is the use?”
I endure it for the true fans that covered that new
Or is that just another fuckin’ excuse?
Do I do it for attention cause I crave it, I won’t mention it, I’ll save it
If you know me than you know a nigga treasure anonymity
Nigga thought that as a man, you must be kiddin’ me
And I’m starting to feel like my fans are now condemning me
Listen, I don’t owe y’all shit
Same Joe I am today is the same Joe y’all get
Y’all will interrupt a nigga while he at his place of worship
And think that came along with your 20 dollar purchase
You bought the music, not the nigga that made it
But let me touch up on that nigga that made it
If you’re judging me on actions then I’ll take that L every time
If you conclude “Joe Budden is a corny mu’fucker”
Cause all it mean if I’m a corny mu’fucker
Is the greatest rapper ever’s just a corny mu’fucker
My bad, I’m not as street as you
But all this time I was being me, not being you
I get behind that mic, let all my demons through
Without knowing shit about the people that I’m speaking to
Add that to me not seeing a reason to
And that says a lot in a room full of silence, listen
At 21 I had a drug problem
At 31 still drugs is a problem
But the thing about that pill is it made everything real
And I felt I needed to see
Funny thing about it all, I ain’t like what I saw
Now the lord’s voice is in my head like
“You’ll be DEAD soon for questioning me”
Another lesson for me
Far greater than whatever I profess it to be
Cause if left to me, I’d put our eyes in our brains
We’d over-think what we see and our whole lives would change
But fuck it, that day had to come
Who ever knew that I would have a son?
I coulda guessed it, I was fuckin’ like a rabbit
But I never saw him handle scoliosis like his dad did
Never knew me and Ronnie would talk again
Fuck a rhyme, I’m just happy that we talk again
Who knew that the second I acknowledged you
You would get terminally ill, be in the hospital
The thought of you leaving is what fucks with me
I’m scared to death of getting full custody
Nigga, I look in the mirror disgustingly
So how am I supposed to feel the day that he looks up to me?
I always said you were the worst baby-mother
I had ex-girl confused with baby-mother
And there lies my problem with our creator
All the times I wanted her black ass dead, you wouldn’t take her
Don’t do it now, I need her
Understand, it don’t get no realer
See how I go to bed with thoughts of a damn killer
But rather show y’all my girl through these Instagram filters
Look at her, don’t look at me
Cause if y’all judging, y’all would throw the book at me
Speakin’ of shorty, nah, I’ll do that in private
It might be a little soon for me to let her know how I get
Shit, and now we right back at one
Real quick, let me get back to my son
When a nigga was like
He said “Dad, I’m weird… but I don’t have a problem with that”
And I was like haha… I laughed, and I was like
“Well, number 1, why do you think you’re weird
And number 2, why don’t you have a problem with that?”
And he looked me in my eyes and he was like
“Well, I say I’m weird, number 1, because I know I’m weird
And I don’t have a problem with it because that’s me
And whoever don’t like it, they don’t have to be around me
I’m comfortable with me and who I am”
And right there, that was cold
In my head I thought That was bold
Illest shit about it all, said that at 10 years-old
So I could die right now
I could die right now and feel like he got the most important part of Joe
Or, better than that
I could die right now and feel like he know all he need to know
Joey
Royce, what up
Last night we cried tears of joy
This morning they were still there
What’s handicap without the wheelchair
That’s what we are, but fuck it
We’ll be the sacrificial lamb for y’all niggas
Hate it or love it
Leave all of that, b, fuck it
why does this kid act like he made the beat?
Last time I check, No I.D produced the beat for Rick Ross.... check his production credit inlay!
because an official instrumental isn't out, except the really short one. most of these are remakes, produced by whoever's name u see.
He's ok, it's not like Ross made the beat though