I woke up this morning thank God I'm still breathing Gotta txt my lil cuz passed But he's in heaven at last Whole family done changed on me Guess they thought I went back to the streets it's cool cause God an only I know me I know in my heart I'ma succeed Money power evil greed in my life Is not what I need I'd rather Be broke an homeless then rich an phonie like most of Y'all who judge but don't know me
One mic... All I need is one mic, loudspeaker or megaphone So I can speak up for brothers Who ain't make it home Instead of justice they got just ice U know what it like To tell my daughters That it's just life Tears done fell, blood done spilled U know how many kids the police done killed Still, nothing… We must recreate ourselves Otherwise, find residence on conveyor belts... Ukh… U commodity, u know what bothers me Policies referring the people as property In language so differ... in properties... So no one notice illegal Monopolies Lord mercy-mercy the world so perverted Evil-live, god! see how world so inverted Slick of the tongue, sharper than swords They don't even need a gun to take ur heart any more Just a paper and pen, make a hater ur kin I just wish my people would just wake up again... Open ur eyes ur 3rd not blind U heard my guy Even with turpentine They couldn't kill the art inside and I really would die… But as I dug the root, I really divide Then multiply cells to open my eyes Like, guess who biz-zack My ninja my soul survives And Any challenges come my way I still pulverized!!! All I need is 1 mic
Miss You Forever ... Why You Died ..makes me Sad...nothing can bring you back now .. Nothing ... We must Suffer In A Struggle To Survive God's Earth Of Lost Sacred Souls
I don't know if who I am is who I used to be I my not sure if who I am is who I choose to be All I know is I feel so lost and alone And I want to go home But I'm outa place where ever I go So I pack my bags and I just up and leave Convince my self that it was just a dream Just so I can fucking breathe Acting as if I ain't ever looking back at shit When the fact is I know that shit is bound to happen There's no escaping it So sick of waiting to face this shit I'm losing my patience pacing I can't take this shit So I grab a fist full of pills and a loaded pistol And I sit still Izaiah what if daddy was no longer with you I don't know Sometimes I just think you'd be better off If I was laid out up on some sidewalk Surrounded by some white chalk Cause I can see it in your eyes How I made you so stressed Cause daddy's such a mess And daddy's always depressed When you should be out throwin a ball Your staring at a wall in deep thought wondering what the fuck is going on And it's all my fault and I'm the cause But your too small you think it's all your fault Cause your only four Not knowing that your daddy's the only one to blame All I had to do was change to take away the pain But I chose to stay the same And I was the only one you could trust not to fuck shit up or give you up And look what I've done I'm sorry son
One mic Run like 2 on sight One for spitting The other for Whoever is willing To go bar for bar Rime for rime. Straight like that Competition is none Confirmation is done Constellation not done Cancellation on none.i show everyone love If they spit hard then I give props to all Even if they gate I'm a student of the game. Sounds from all over the way discovers talents in another way hoping I'm a talent that can be regognize by jaggernauts of the game read comments and see great talents written in a content a few can cop it one mic is all a real artist needs nice beats and all notice the heat far focus on dreams of making it big on scenes put on a hit all radios spin rock the mics til I win serve tracks til I get in Nothing nee trying to get in werei fit in
Yo all i need is one mic , just so my thoughts could be heard , all the people that did me dirty got kicked to the curb , finding out who really loves me , made me watch and observe , one thing about life , it has its twist and it's turns ,
Pillars by the pen cap, killers with a grim past, thinking I can look back, and relate to where their hearts at, but I am a life giver, the exact opposite of what you might give her, you bust at my girl, I'm standing there right with her, taking that bullet to the bank, and money is something that won't fill her, I give her substance, you gave her substance abuse in a crank, that ship sank, and dragged her down like a 4 wheeler, these prophets are drug dealers, they give you a fake future to make more realer, and the sheep still add to the equation, instead of making a better tomorrow they remain in situations that feed a complacent, and I'm just an alien in the wrong placement, kicking ideas around like a ball on wet pavement, trying to make a splash, you say hip hop is dead, but here to make it last, while these majors keep bragging, I'll be on my own grind away from band wagons, see me ride for the symmetry, an odd man making ends meet evenly on my memory, that's life in the sentencing, bringing light to a setting scene, that's why hip hop will never die from my energy, no comment no reply, no likes from my enemies, that's true, I'm always surrounded by hate, that's you, reading this, saying I'm weak, but you can't even speak a meaningless, post so you play close to hate most, these foes are gross, so they're the ones I provoke, jokes in a behemoths hits, punch lines, you are leading with, telegraph guise from the feeblest, crumble when I break in, you let hip hop die, now it's mine for the taking
If time can tell What time can tell I will tell time to tell It's my time to tell Look up the stars will spell Off if mars I have fell Truth between the bars y'all can dwell, Pass me the Mic into the universe imma yell, 6 faces 6 places 6 dreams he chases, As he walks by faith despite what's in sight he faces, Spoken truth for the youth he embraces, The city of dreams a place of many races,
En mi sueño roto nunca vendí cocaína. Danielito Gómez, yo, El hijo mío y de Angelina. Cosa fina, mala espina, Rap en papelina, Letras con brillantes, Mi cabeza es una mina. Amistad, odio, amantes, Rosas y diamantes, Estoy junto a los grandes, Mi gente en Abrantes. Esta es la pana: Donde una vez faltó un cartón de leche, Nunca faltó la tana. La mala fama aquí es tu virgen, Surgen morados, el color más deseado. Así es frecuente el llanto de una madre Porque su hijo ha entrado preso, Y de nada sirvió su rezo. Y es una pena, Más pena es la puta condena Del yonki en su vena. Almas perdidas en las Barranquillas, Consumen diariamente pero no llevan zapatillas, ¿Lo pillas, compadre? M.A.D.R.I.D., niños con hambre. Aquí zorras calorras llevan la mejor fragancia, Y lucen el tanga con elegancia. Puta chivata, mi suerte es tu desgracia. No quiero fama, quiero la más alta gama, Maletines bajo la cama, Rap Drama. Carabanchel llora Lágrimas de sangre por ahora. Y Madrid la ciudad que nos condecora. Portadora de reyes de asfalto. Y es una pena, Le darían un tiro a cualquiera por subir más alto. Tramando asaltos. En este distrito la noche trae el delito. Mi ciudad tiene un tesoro infectado en su interior, Carabanchel llora en nuestro corazón. Amor, con razón, por estas calles, 28019, con más detalle. Valles de cemento, sí, Tres sentimientos: Amistad, amor, odio. Doble A, O, Doble o nada. Llevo un as en la manga. No pasa nada, Y si pasa se le tirotea. Que Dios lo vea, Si de verdad existe, Me atrevo a decirte, Un poco mal lo hiciste. Odio, envidia, rabia, y más cosas. ¿Por qué pusiste espinas a las rosas? Carabanchel llora Lágrimas de sangre por ahora. Y Madrid la ciudad que nos condecora. Portadora de reyes de asfalto. Y es una pena, Le darían un tiro a cualquiera por subir más alto. Tramando asaltos. En este distrito la noche trae el delito. Lluvia de recuerdos Por vosotros, hermanos. Tratos con el diablo, Esquivando gramos. Conflictos en el locutorio, Los siete bancos, En la vía entre el amor y el odio, Hay solo un paso. Casos de niños perdidos Por la coca, o, simplemente, Por haberte sonreído. Mi gente elegante, Como Carlito Brigante, En mi local, Algarrobo, Cerdos y Diamantes. Los míos venden odio y alegría, Sueñan Brooklyn, Miami, Desde Abrantes, La Vía. 28019, Plaza Elíptica, Carabanchel, Lágrimas del desde Opañel.
all I need is one hit one line or one drink, won't catch me drinking the water from flint streets, still 100 hood tho, all about my cash flow, bankruptcy ain't a thang to me, millions on my schedule daily you know my rap name, my fam call me BAILEY
People saying you going to ruin the beat, great brazilians rappers remix that, take a look:ruclips.net/video/zxQ5reBzrkY/видео.html and another one ruclips.net/video/na5d96BBhEM/видео.html
M.c.Rapsavier all I need is one rap thats all I need that I spit unwell willingly he alif alif Asalamalaykum shokran habibi t halak fudlak wooldt an ant esmok yahmrok Allah alkhbar mash meen Joe Schmoe all dough good well fell all I need is One Jab Kick COMBOnation One Mistake fore You tooo Makedd all I Need Is One Mic One Beat its rehearsed track EXPIRE ANA NAR SABAL TSBA ALA KULL AM WU ANTUM BKHAIR M.c.Rapsavier prerequisite
Puddles of the mind, I wade through, I'm out of shape, let me weigh you down and demonstrate, when I'm in the fade and demons hate you, that life is hell, I can tell by the smell they make too, cast out by the cascade of a shimmered leaf, seeking for praise from any phrase I can intervene, and pretend like you know what I really mean, showers on my concepts, cowards where there guns kept, shooting at me like I'm just death, and I'm trying to pick at the cake where their crumbs kept, I'm not a vulture, I am rap how can I appropriate hip hop culture, damn it's evident, if it's American its lost like the ways of our president, nothing belongs where it should be, I'll stop rapping when I see hot asian women are with me, instead of them, telling me don't judge other's by the color of their skin, but I said that does matter, their scars differ from the wounds that I gathered, and all my people are lost, hating on me just to get a point a cross, who's decisions were based on religion, just so these outsiders can take my asian women, they give you their gods and tell me I'm not forgiven, even if I prayed, I just prayed they stay away from the thoughts of my children, but they're brainwashed by all the stories you written, and when I try to explain my thoughts they say I'm not fit in, so here I stand alone I can't vision, because others can't seem to see what's in front of their own faces like a ribbon, strangled by the lies and say the size makes a difference, bigger men cause more shade and their hate is always hidden, mine is all out but it's hard for me to appear, because you want love but you embrace a truth that isn't here,
Hold up No need for silly arugments and fights, when crying most nights, without you something just isnt right, showty i need you in my life, id be yo bonnie and you can be my clyde, always stucked by my side
![[FREE] ISRAEL/ HARD DARK SOUL RAW Hip Hop Type Beat | Rap / Oldschool Hip Hop beat / Type Beat Dark](/img/1.gif)
best rap instrumental ever produced
giovanni sterlin True
this keeps me focus when I'm going thru something truly heavy..
The piano riff near the end gives me goosebumps to this day.
Rahimo swear
Rahimo hahaha the your about to die it's over piano melody at the end lol 😂
THE BEST BEAT I EVER HEARD.......WOW LOVE IT
Just shows how much the artist adds to the song.
great beat remind me of those winters in the projects
It reminds me of sadness.
Winter projects Were? In NYC?
this is what I call a serious bass line and mix..
reminds me of in the air tonight by phil collins
I know right ! I knew I wasnt the only one who felt that way haha
+Red Eyez It samples that song
KaizerMan Thats dope
right
Great beat. Reminds me of sadness.
I woke up this morning thank God
I'm still breathing
Gotta txt my lil cuz passed
But he's in heaven at last
Whole family done changed on me
Guess they thought I went back to the streets it's cool cause
God an only I know me
I know in my heart I'ma succeed
Money power evil greed in my life
Is not what I need
I'd rather Be broke an homeless then rich an phonie like most of
Y'all who judge but don't know me
inspiration....peace
BEST BEAT....I EVER HEARD LOVE IT
One mic...
All I need is one mic,
loudspeaker or megaphone
So I can speak up for brothers
Who ain't make it home
Instead of justice they got just ice
U know what it like
To tell my daughters That it's just life
Tears done fell, blood done spilled
U know
how many kids the police done killed
Still, nothing…
We must recreate ourselves
Otherwise, find residence on conveyor belts...
Ukh…
U commodity, u know what bothers me
Policies referring the people as property
In language so differ... in properties...
So no one notice illegal Monopolies
Lord mercy-mercy the world so perverted
Evil-live, god! see how world so inverted
Slick of the tongue, sharper than swords
They don't even need a gun to take ur heart any more
Just a paper and pen, make a hater ur kin
I just wish my people would just wake up again...
Open ur eyes ur 3rd not blind
U heard my guy Even with turpentine
They couldn't kill the art inside
and I really would die…
But as I dug the root, I really divide
Then multiply cells to open my eyes
Like, guess who biz-zack
My ninja my soul survives
And Any challenges come my way I still pulverized!!!
All I need is 1 mic
Legend Hip Hop
I found out I was gonna be a dad and cried to this 3 hours straight
Evan Guadagno why? Were you sad that your freedom would end? And 3 hours??? Did you have coffee or toilet breaks?
Goodluck kiddo
All you need is a 1000 diapers.
woe!
@@nicolasgillingham7559
lmbo
WOW.....LOOOOOOOVE IT
Papoose murdered this.
art..
Nice hahahaha the ad of this video was also covered by nas- i can so is yt nice
Miss You Forever ... Why You Died ..makes me Sad...nothing can bring you back now .. Nothing ... We must Suffer In A Struggle To Survive God's Earth Of Lost Sacred Souls
dope beats
It is it!
Be supportive not negative!
Legally blind........
Correct ya mind ta find
Play pause and rewind
Nice!
I don't know if who I am is who I used to be
I my not sure if who I am is who I choose to be
All I know is I feel so lost and alone
And I want to go home
But I'm outa place where ever I go
So I pack my bags and I just up and leave
Convince my self that it was just a dream
Just so I can fucking breathe
Acting as if I ain't ever looking back at shit
When the fact is
I know that shit is bound to happen
There's no escaping it So sick of waiting to face this shit
I'm losing my patience pacing I can't take this shit
So I grab a fist full of pills and a loaded pistol
And I sit still
Izaiah what if daddy was no longer with you
I don't know
Sometimes I just think you'd be better off
If I was laid out up on some sidewalk
Surrounded by some white chalk
Cause I can see it in your eyes
How I made you so stressed
Cause daddy's such a mess
And daddy's always depressed
When you should be out throwin a ball
Your staring at a wall in deep thought wondering what the fuck is going on
And it's all my fault and I'm the cause
But your too small you think it's all your fault
Cause your only four
Not knowing that your daddy's the only one to blame
All I had to do was change to take away the pain
But I chose to stay the same
And I was the only one you could trust
not to fuck shit up or give you up
And look what I've done
I'm sorry son
Tubey Human this is the first time i ever commented on a youtube rap, but damn bro. you got a gift wit the pen. keep writing, this shit was dope
Tubey Human soundcloud.com/albert-baumgartner/one-mic-remix-scoop
Tubey Human that shit was fire hmu
Caney Armee ❤🔥
One mic
Run like
2 on sight
One for spitting
The other for
Whoever is willing
To go bar for bar
Rime for rime.
Straight like that
Competition is none
Confirmation is done
Constellation not done
Cancellation on none.i show everyone love
If they spit hard then I give props to all
Even if they gate I'm a student of the game.
Sounds from all over the way discovers talents in another way hoping I'm a talent that can be regognize by jaggernauts of the game read comments and see great talents written in a content a few can cop it one mic is all a real artist needs nice beats and all notice the heat far focus on dreams of making it big on scenes put on a hit all radios spin rock the mics til I win serve tracks til I get in
Nothing nee trying to get in werei fit in
Non existent exactly
Till ya last breath
Lies my loyalty
Fa ya half ah penny
Can I use this ?
Tight
Nas y have u disappeared...PICK UP THE MIC!!!!
He must’ve listened to you 😂
Yo all i need is one mic , just so my thoughts could be heard , all the people that did me dirty got kicked to the curb , finding out who really loves me , made me watch and observe , one thing about life , it has its twist and it's turns ,
Reminds me of Phil Collins song I can feel it
Tune
Pillars by the pen cap, killers with a grim past, thinking I can look back, and relate to where their hearts at, but I am a life giver, the exact opposite of what you might give her, you bust at my girl, I'm standing there right with her, taking that bullet to the bank, and money is something that won't fill her, I give her substance, you gave her substance abuse in a crank, that ship sank, and dragged her down like a 4 wheeler, these prophets are drug dealers, they give you a fake future to make more realer, and the sheep still add to the equation, instead of making a better tomorrow they remain in situations that feed a complacent, and I'm just an alien in the wrong placement, kicking ideas around like a ball on wet pavement, trying to make a splash, you say hip hop is dead, but here to make it last, while these majors keep bragging, I'll be on my own grind away from band wagons, see me ride for the symmetry, an odd man making ends meet evenly on my memory, that's life in the sentencing, bringing light to a setting scene, that's why hip hop will never die from my energy, no comment no reply, no likes from my enemies, that's true, I'm always surrounded by hate, that's you, reading this, saying I'm weak, but you can't even speak a meaningless, post so you play close to hate most, these foes are gross, so they're the ones I provoke, jokes in a behemoths hits, punch lines, you are leading with, telegraph guise from the feeblest, crumble when I break in, you let hip hop die, now it's mine for the taking
all I need is the air I breath this wheelchair impedes me from having fun/some seem to be,but I'm not
Thank your
If time can tell
What time can tell
I will tell time to tell
It's my time to tell
Look up the stars will spell
Off if mars I have fell
Truth between the bars y'all can dwell,
Pass me the Mic into the universe imma yell,
6 faces 6 places 6 dreams he chases,
As he walks by faith despite what's in sight he faces,
Spoken truth for the youth he embraces,
The city of dreams a place of many races,
all i need is one i chance
Watch me me prove that im hot
Get caught keep your mouth closed
That's the number one rule on the block
1:20
En mi sueño roto nunca vendí cocaína.
Danielito Gómez, yo,
El hijo mío y de Angelina.
Cosa fina, mala espina,
Rap en papelina,
Letras con brillantes,
Mi cabeza es una mina.
Amistad, odio, amantes,
Rosas y diamantes,
Estoy junto a los grandes,
Mi gente en Abrantes.
Esta es la pana:
Donde una vez faltó un cartón de leche,
Nunca faltó la tana.
La mala fama aquí es tu virgen,
Surgen morados, el color más deseado.
Así es frecuente el llanto de una madre
Porque su hijo ha entrado preso,
Y de nada sirvió su rezo.
Y es una pena,
Más pena es la puta condena
Del yonki en su vena.
Almas perdidas en las Barranquillas,
Consumen diariamente pero no llevan zapatillas,
¿Lo pillas, compadre?
M.A.D.R.I.D., niños con hambre.
Aquí zorras calorras llevan la mejor fragancia,
Y lucen el tanga con elegancia.
Puta chivata, mi suerte es tu desgracia.
No quiero fama, quiero la más alta gama,
Maletines bajo la cama, Rap Drama.
Carabanchel llora
Lágrimas de sangre por ahora.
Y Madrid la ciudad que nos condecora.
Portadora de reyes de asfalto.
Y es una pena,
Le darían un tiro a cualquiera por subir más alto.
Tramando asaltos.
En este distrito la noche trae el delito.
Mi ciudad tiene un tesoro infectado en su interior,
Carabanchel llora en nuestro corazón.
Amor, con razón, por estas calles,
28019, con más detalle.
Valles de cemento, sí,
Tres sentimientos:
Amistad, amor, odio.
Doble A, O,
Doble o nada.
Llevo un as en la manga.
No pasa nada,
Y si pasa se le tirotea.
Que Dios lo vea,
Si de verdad existe,
Me atrevo a decirte,
Un poco mal lo hiciste.
Odio, envidia, rabia, y más cosas.
¿Por qué pusiste espinas a las rosas?
Carabanchel llora
Lágrimas de sangre por ahora.
Y Madrid la ciudad que nos condecora.
Portadora de reyes de asfalto.
Y es una pena,
Le darían un tiro a cualquiera por subir más alto.
Tramando asaltos.
En este distrito la noche trae el delito.
Lluvia de recuerdos
Por vosotros, hermanos.
Tratos con el diablo,
Esquivando gramos.
Conflictos en el locutorio,
Los siete bancos,
En la vía entre el amor y el odio,
Hay solo un paso.
Casos de niños perdidos
Por la coca, o, simplemente,
Por haberte sonreído.
Mi gente elegante,
Como Carlito Brigante,
En mi local,
Algarrobo, Cerdos y Diamantes.
Los míos venden odio y alegría,
Sueñan Brooklyn, Miami,
Desde Abrantes, La Vía.
28019, Plaza Elíptica,
Carabanchel,
Lágrimas del desde Opañel.
0:56 🚔
haaan
Sik beat
Be concise
1/8 th of a bar is all you need
And 1 one mic 🎤🎙️ (one micheal Jackson)
Love and Im out
You*
All i need iz one shot one chance
One mic to blaze up Joshua styles was here aka the ghost writer
all I need is one hit one line or one drink, won't catch me drinking the water from flint streets, still 100 hood tho, all about my cash flow, bankruptcy ain't a thang to me, millions on my schedule daily you know my rap name, my fam call me BAILEY
I'm bout to remix this
Army National Guard For the love of God don't....the beat is great already
i want to hear it too
About to Ruin it more like
People saying you going to ruin the beat, great brazilians rappers remix that, take a look:ruclips.net/video/zxQ5reBzrkY/видео.html and another one ruclips.net/video/na5d96BBhEM/видео.html
Rich Ling I’m sorta curious but at the same time I don’t think you should. It’s already a masterpiece
M.c.Rapsavier all I need is one rap thats all I need that I spit unwell willingly he alif alif Asalamalaykum shokran habibi t halak fudlak wooldt an ant esmok yahmrok Allah alkhbar mash meen Joe Schmoe all dough good well fell all I need is One Jab Kick COMBOnation One Mistake fore You tooo Makedd all I Need Is One Mic One Beat its rehearsed track EXPIRE ANA NAR SABAL TSBA ALA KULL AM WU ANTUM BKHAIR M.c.Rapsavier prerequisite
tik tok gang wya
Das ist meine Story (Alpa gun)
haha ja wirklich
Beste🤣
Puddles of the mind, I wade through, I'm out of shape, let me weigh you down and demonstrate, when I'm in the fade and demons hate you, that life is hell, I can tell by the smell they make too, cast out by the cascade of a shimmered leaf, seeking for praise from any phrase I can intervene, and pretend like you know what I really mean, showers on my concepts, cowards where there guns kept, shooting at me like I'm just death, and I'm trying to pick at the cake where their crumbs kept, I'm not a vulture, I am rap how can I appropriate hip hop culture, damn it's evident, if it's American its lost like the ways of our president, nothing belongs where it should be, I'll stop rapping when I see hot asian women are with me, instead of them, telling me don't judge other's by the color of their skin, but I said that does matter, their scars differ from the wounds that I gathered, and all my people are lost, hating on me just to get a point a cross, who's decisions were based on religion, just so these outsiders can take my asian women, they give you their gods and tell me I'm not forgiven, even if I prayed, I just prayed they stay away from the thoughts of my children, but they're brainwashed by all the stories you written, and when I try to explain my thoughts they say I'm not fit in, so here I stand alone I can't vision, because others can't seem to see what's in front of their own faces like a ribbon, strangled by the lies and say the size makes a difference, bigger men cause more shade and their hate is always hidden, mine is all out but it's hard for me to appear, because you want love but you embrace a truth that isn't here,
No Mic
I'm tryna be alone with whoeverse chicks wanna be with me like this.
Hold up
No need for silly arugments and fights, when crying most nights, without you something just isnt right, showty i need you in my life, id be yo bonnie and you can be my clyde, always stucked by my side
the remix os better