Hey guys, original creator here (lost access to the old account and google won't let me get it back...). Pretty stoked this hit 100k views! Thank you all
Kanye maybe crazy but u can't deny his genius abilities. How he uses this sample is beyond fascinating. The beat is all sampled from the one song. Crazy.
super surprised a soul sampled instrumental that is pretty much a chop wit a 808 was accepted by the mainstream audience in these days and times. Not that it matters or holds much weight, but I believe this beat got a grammy as well. Very interesting development indeed.
I invented swag Poppin' bottles, puttin' supermodels in the cab, proof I guess I got my swagger back, truth New watch alert, Hublot's Or the big face Rollie I got two of those Arm out the window through the city I maneuver slow Cock back, snap back See my cut through the holes Damn Yeezy and Hov, Where the hell ya been? Niggas talkin' real reckless, stuntmen I adopted these niggas, Phillip Drummond 'em Now I'm bout to make them tuck they whole summer in They say I'm crazy, well, I'm 'bout to go dumb again They ain't see me 'cause I pulled up in my other Benz Last week I was in my other other Benz Throw your diamonds up 'cause we in this bitch another 'gain Photo shoot fresh, looking like wealth I'm 'bout to call the paparazzi on myself Uh, live from the Mercer Run up on Yeezy the wrong way, I might murk ya Flee in the G four fifty I might surface Political refugee, asylum can be purchased Uh, everything's for sale, I got five passports I'm never going to jail I made "Jesus Walks" I'm never going to hell Couture level flow, it's never going on sale Luxury rap, the Hermes of verses Sophisticated ignorance, write my curses in cursive I get it custom, you a customer You ain't 'customed to going through customs, You ain't been nowhere, huh? And all the ladies in the house, got 'em showing off I'm done, I hit ya up mana-na! Welcome to Havana Smoking Cubanos with Castro in cabanas Viva Mexico, Cubano Dominicano, all the plugs that I know Driving Benzes, with' no benefits Not bad huh? For some immigrants Build your fences, we diggin' tunnels Can't you see? We gettin' money up under you Can't you see the private jets flyin' over you? Maybach bumper sticker read "What would Hova do?" Jay is chillin', 'Ye is chillin' What more can I say? We killin' 'em Hold up, before we end this campaign As you can see, we done bodied the damn lames Lord, please let them accept the things they can't change And pray that all of their pain be champagne
Under the palm tree Enjoying a calm breeze The same place where I found me Sparking up a blunt yea I’m smoking on some tree I’m tryna clear my mind so I can feel free She said if I smoke ima fuck up my arteries Same girl asked me what I know about astrology You must be a Leo yea you aught to be Told me “I’m at state yea my majors in psychology” She only fucks with me cause I’m a young prodigy I’m bringing in my money like monopoly My bank account looks like I just won the lottery I guess being broke really bothered me I was on the bottom while everyone on top of me Now I’m leveled up ain’t nobody ever stopping me I think about reality I think about the king I was bound to be Im coming for the throne but for now I got the crown on me Had to sharpen my skills up like some cutlery I was uninspired no idea was up with me Now I’m feeling fresh and the speakers they bumping me Now I’m feeling fresh knowing nobody could fuck with me When I was in distress there was nobody loving me all i ever wanted was some love To make some money and finally catch a dub Cause when you don’t got it, it really sucks So you gotta make a move otherwise you gon be fucked
I came in the game with a chip on my shoulder Looking at the competition, all these niggas is older Only got two favorite rappers, Jigga and HOVA I'm sipping the soda, Lamborghini equipped with a motor 'Till I hopped in the fast lane, reminiscing my past pains Carry it, the cash came, heritage from my last name (Uh) I'm from a tribe of brilliance, I buy the building Please hide the children, I'm 'bout to go on a killing spree Know you feeling me, got these rap poems, soliloquies Wife, I really need, these hoes a bunch of Billy Jeans Fake ass niggas, snake ass niggas Rapping fast but "What the fuck did you say?" ass niggas Type imported with Michael court in, your life distorted The best nigga out of the league since Michael Jordan Plotting what I'm 'bout to accomplish, quite enormous I don't have to write to forfeit, my nigga my life a story Call Spike Lee, tell him how I made it off of type beats I might be the nicest with the handles since Kyrie Rookie vet, came in the game, just took the check Bodying everything that I do, my nigga look at Flex Shoutout to my nigga Joey, court side at the Brooklyn Nets Told him I need a ticket, you gotta be specific My nigga, I bleed terrific and piss excellence My shit heaven sent, flowing like a sick veteran The difference between me and you Multiply your self worth by five trillion Your high ceilings still couldn't equal two Fraction of my worst shit, find your purpose But while my verses, you can learn something, go soul searching Now watch me spend these Benjamin Franklins Like what this nigga be thinking Never forgot to deposit that as memory bank and Hilary Swank and niggas should really be thanking The young God MC stopped the killing, he's dangerous
They couldn't keep me us chains jus like Alisha Keys The current movement is change note all the differences We all witnesses,no weaknesses Makin million dollars hits with beats 50 cent's.
It makes it easier, easier to bear You won't regret it, no, no Some girls they don't forget it Love is their only happiness, yeah Squee-, squee-, squee- (sounds so soulful, don't you agree?) Squeeze her, don't tease her (ow!) Never leave her Uh, I invented swag Poppin' bottles, puttin' supermodels in the cab Proof I guess I got my swagger back, truth New watch alert, Hublot's Or the big-face Rollie, I got two of those Arm out the window, through the city I maneuver slow Cock back, snap back, see my cut through the holes, Hov Damn, Yeezy and Hov, where the hell you been? Niggas talkin' real reckless, stuntmen I adopted these niggas, Phillip Drummond 'em Now I'm 'bout to make 'em tuck they whole summer in They say I'm crazy, well, I'm 'bout to go dumb again They ain't see me 'cause I pulled up in my other Benz Last week I was in my other, other Benz Throw your diamonds up 'cause we in this bitch another 'gain (yea) Photoshoot fresh, lookin' like wealth I'm 'bout to call the paparazzi on myself Uh, live from the Mercer Run up on Yeezy the wrong way, I might murk ya Flee in the G450, I might surface Political refugee, asylum can be purchased Uh, everything's for sale, I got five passports I'm never goin' to jail I made Jesus walk, so I'm never goin' to hell Couture-level flow, it's never goin' on sale Luxury rap, the Hermès of verses Sophisticated ignorance, write my curses in cursive I get it custom, you a customer You ain't 'customed to goin' through customs You ain't been nowhere, hah? And all the ladies in the house, got 'em showin' off I'm done, I'll hit you up maña-, nah Welcome to Havana Smokin' cubanos with Castro in cabanas Viva México, Cubano Dominicano, all the plugs that I know Drivin' Benzes, wit' no benefits Not bad, huh? For some immigrants Build your fences, we diggin' tunnels Can't you see? We gettin' money up under you Can't you see the private jets flyin' over you? Maybach bumper sticker read, "What would Hova do?" Jay is chillin'(uh), 'Ye is chillin' (uh) What more can I say? We killin' 'em Hold up, before we end this campaign As you can see, we done bodied the damn lames Lord, please let them accept the things they can't change And pray that all of their pain be champagne
1 This know also, that in the last days perilous times shall come. 2 For men shall be lovers of their own selves, covetous, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy, 3 without natural affection, trucebreakers, false accusers, incontinent, fierce, despisers of those that are good, 4 traitors, heady, highminded, lovers of pleasures more than lovers of God; -BIBLE
I dont need no friends can't fuck with none of your trends- Heaven out the question nobody gon let me in- Listen to gospel start checking off every sin- Fuck a Halo I'll trade in for a benz- Never had a soul let the party in hell begin-
Oh, yeah Oh, yeah Oh, yeah Oh, wooh! Niggas pistol-poppin' like it's 1999 I was nine, maybe ten, then again, never mind Press rewind, back in time Before rappers droppin' dimes Trap or die, choppin' pies With clichés all in they rhymes Now it's Gucci, Prada and anything designer Money, power, the whole enchilada Commas, dollas, the greens and the guava (oh) They serve you to your flocka If you disrespect that blocka, blocka Choppas on eavesdroppers Fuck these choppas, I'm about it Grindin' like 2Pac or Biggie Poppa Yeah, you outer, but I'm hotter Car jackin', pistol-packin' Mothafuckin' choppers clappin' Metal jacket, automatic magazines, head-on traffic Fenders smashin', windows crashin' Pants saggin', fuck your fashion Yeah, a nigga run Manhattan Back in Cali's where it happen They fit Gucci, Escada and anything designer Groupies, poppers, they all gonna swallow It was probably the robbers The goons and the goblins (oh) They hatin' a lot, medulla oblongata
check check it’s the mc comin in with that 1 2 it’s me check checkin to see how old I gotta be to be with you i’ve been watching u on tv since I was just two wait never mind I think that is a lawsuit like drake i’m taking a dip in the kiddie pool ah ah ah what’s fight clubs number one rule go for a dive and see what you’ll find just a bunch of teenagers who can’t make up their mind celebrities always influencing the media now the the kids are treating ya like ur wikipedia “let’s sit down and talk abt the economy” girl please it’s been crashing since duteronomy I miss the old days with tv dinners and dora before we were trying to figure out what they could sell us more of “make up is making up for what you don’t have” maybe make up with your girlfriend before she starts to spaz I needa duck and hide before they put me out like tupac tryna rain on my parade bc my rhymes are too hot just kidding yall know I don’t like the beef but then again I was only vegetarian for a week
Mic skills, handled like Redding, me and my girl got the red velvet wedding, Midnight passion, stay cutting off critics, who be blasting, who's outlasting, We making money's, no shady sneaks from honeys, middle finger to the commies, Magazine cant even drop dimes on me, no smoke from the paparazzi, Flashing lights, of the army, ready to snap and my pictures ain't never ready, This is bigger than moms spaghetti, so yall haters get ready, the temptations, Back at cha once again, verbal fist lifting your chin, so begins ya emotions, Rolling down ya cheek, let me silence the sheep, they wanna rise, everyday pies, Being slung in the hood, drop that habit, now I gotta bad bitch, No sales pitch, but we making it, found a loop hole in the money pit, IRS I see they try to guess, where I'm getting my figures from, check the forum, Back of the dollar, I got 9 banks I can get a holler, word to Jekyll scholars, Learned the game, it's all numbers man, being doing since, humans grain, tryna break away out of the shame, Fools chasing loose ends, for temporary pleasures, I lay wisdom, as my treasure
Scrivo strofe un po' per sfogo, salto buchi tipo pogo non voglio erba io non sono un diplodoco mangio il mondo, mica l'erba se in Italia Fibra regna io sono Bono, il flusso insegna sai che ogni mia rima è bella J EN migliore in Sardegna quando tutti dissa sveglia anche il patrono questa gente è indegna di ascoltare il rap non è buono, chi dice che il rap è roba di galera non sopporto, chi la pensa in questo modo, chi ha il new era parla troppo dice che qui conta fare solamente il disco d'oro, e non sente dentro la passione che arde come un fuoco, in tutti i b Boys che spingono l'hip hop Bro per bisogno, penso che senza di esso adesso sarei proprio morto, il rap mi ha salvato è la poesia che colora il mio mondo, io mi sento un re solo se penso a coronare un sogno, son profondo nella paranoia nera non sprofondo, credo che l'hip hop se tu lo ascolti bene scava affondo, e ti cambia dentro troppo bello quello che io provo, parte dal cemento e punta al centro del tuo cuore si fa per amore da quando lo faccio ha sciolto dentro un nodo, vivo per questa passione mi ha portato via da un rogo.
8 BARI (Bari, home of the brave, Longo dove sei? Adri dove sei? io rappresento, da ceglie alla Bay, il lungomare vive su un mare blu come il zaffiro di bombay, emiro, emirato, dal catapano, dal sangue bizantino al sole catalano, la colonna dell’infame, un insulto profano, dalla Turchia il santo e il profugo siriano, un paese di mercanti, commercianti siriani, nei mercati costellati da carte da briscola o scopa, una terra libera poi diventata colonia, chi parte poi se lo sogna, chi rimane poi lo agogna) la senti? è Bari, casa dei caimani, pescatori solcano i mari come i pirati di Salgari, la pelle dei mutanti, le branchie per respirare fuori dai mari, mentre i pastori, trovano ossigeno su territori lunari, i ragazzini, sono corsari, gli orecchini d’oro, amuleti rari, perchè sanno che moriranno in posti lontani, la vita di chi sa che il mondo è porto, è quella dei pirati, gli apache cantano in tondo come gli sciamani, prima vendono il fumo, poi ne fanno segnali, se ayauasca e peroni ci avranno inebriati, avremo prospettiva e non vista mare per conti salati, i palazzinari, hanno i denti affilati, i centri popolari sciabolano come gli ottomani, i centri del potere amano gli spazi vacui, per questo centri sociali vengono sgombrati, la giunta non giunge ad alcuna conclusione, il questore, non parla, e innocenti sono indiziati, gli anziani cantastorie con gli accenti mozzati, gli strozzini fanno i conti ad addendi cambiati, le signore sulla rete solo per fare gli strascinati, tuo nonno ara la terra, sugli attenti, i caporali, bambini assoldati, panettieri assonnati, sbirri sempre infami, se la prendono con il fumo nel frattempo gli incendi son divampati, nel frattempo gli organi di stato sono stati rigettati, nonostante i trapianti, e i mali mai rimarginati, leghiamo ancora ribellione e non ci siamo mai fermati, per ogni figlia che lascia casa per andare avanti, per ogni figlio che muore nelle fila dei soldati, senza un uniforme, un distintivo e senza gradi, ne nasceranno nuovi, criminali o santi, la pelle scura, i capelli neri e arruffati, cresceranno con nonne che son devote ai santi, più che alla bandiera, ai confini e ai dazi, perchè chi nasce in mare sa che il mondo è un porto, e che in ogni masso si nasconde uno scoglio dal quale tuffarsi, ti sembrerà un altro mondo, quando inizieranno a parlarsi, non parleranno italiano potrebbe essere Farsi, un misto di Swahili, sono preghiere e canti, non sembreranno italiani, ricordati non lo sono, perchè si nasce in magna grecia e poi si muore briganti Questa è Bari
Bella Andre bella a tutti oggi mi sento in vena Fast life non ti accorgi anche dre si schema sbuffo paglie con ds stuntman gliel ho dato una volta si crede importante l indole mi dice che non è come le altre questa è vera roba nuova ti calpesta tipo suola repellenti rivelano infamie amicizie vere ho scelto sta base fra ho fatto bene? guarda chi mi ha scritto. UN TUONO! noooo questo beat si attinge a me vez mi chiamano tipo calcolatrice quando vedo andrea teneggi che le sputa in faccia sguardo da psycho sembra quasi ti minaccia. ed entriamo sulla traccia per spiegarti come si fa io land rover piu forex no non faccio finta l inizio della fine x3 facciamo come raffa ci buttiamo dal precipizio
Cheers dude! I'm the original creator, lost access to the original account annoyingly. I've still got the sample but I don't remember where I got it since this was years ago. Remember having to tweak it a bit though so it sounded as close to the original as possible.
Hot headed, heart heavy, Trust me, you not ready! Get bodied by the blonde mop higher than Tom Petty, I'm free fallin, aye Ye, roll me a jay up, The way I be ballin, Man it look like a lay up, It's too easy.. new weezy, I'm Ill, The crew queezy at will, Standing still while the booth leanin, Highs and lows, how it goes, I suppose, One thing I learnt long agos No one really knows, Cops searchin high, So ya know guy lay low, Devil on his shoulder tryna knock off his halo, "Stay outta trouble" Even Jays ma say so, Stay smart with ya heart, Never sang for a ho, Bet my phone rang tho, Never had a Bey so I never bought a rang for it, Single ladies got they hands up! Not for the bouquet, Thats for the band son, Ali with the word play, Best young an handsome up an comer comin up quick as a snap son, clap clap clap, When I leave um on a canvas
I haven't quit, lol. I was on holiday for christmas and now I'm juggling work and other commitments. Planning on putting out more this year, stay tuned
intro: oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah ok verse: coming fresh to the rap game, but ain’t a rookie niggas think they rhymes is fire, do y’all niggas want a cookie she left my balls blue cause she didn’t wanna give the cookie but you know i’m honcho, so i still get in the cookie my girl is the baddest like her name was snookie getting to cheese, all the cheddar number 1 on top, you know that honcho is really better my flow so cold, your ears gone need a sweater y’all chumps are light just like a feather i’m getting fly without the feather white girl gone off the molly, what the hell you doing heather why the hell it’s been cold lately, oh this remix don’t mind the weather give me 5, i’ll be the rolling loud header i’m gone be the greatest out my city, and that’s straight facts though thanking my ancestors for this black soul you straight pussy, go drink your milk straight out the cat bowl fuck with me and my mines, you getting whacked slow i got an uncle named otis i’m here to plant my legacy like my last name was lotus gotta stay on top, can’t never lose focus y’all niggas don’t know nothing bout this, y’all rhymes be hella bogus she make my dick disappear, kapoof hocus pocus when i make it, on top is gonna be my locus real hardbody, you can say i’m a little roguish who can stop me number one, who gonna top me perfecting my craft, my rhymes will never be sloppy killing these instrumentals, i think i just caught a body these rhymes gone get me hella rich, but i ain’t gone change my name to roddy you think i’m from the chi the way these rhymes make illinois all that who better, honcho the best now kill the noise i got hot shi on the way, rhymes finna kill these boys
Justin Bieber Damn damn JB, where the hell you been Yeah I got a new necklace, diamonds 2 big face Rollies, no I ain't lyin' Making momma so proud that she cryin' Yeah you say I'm crazy? Guess that makes two But I never knew that dreams really came true Started playing drums when I was only 2 Now we kick it in Japan, kung-fu So I'm heading for the gold, I'm sweating I swear Otis Redding Will be oh-so ready I already got ahead-y of the game, I'm with Kenny And we steady getting many, I mean money Riding in an all-black Benz with the all black rims And we looking at some 10s through our all-black lenses Wait, I'm not done Wait, wait I thanked Jesus at the awards I'm never going to hell Call me Zack Morris I'm saving you by the bell My girl says I'm perfect she just loves an imperfect person Perfectly personally I think she is perfectly perfect I get it done abundantly She wants to get up under me I swear that I got a hun' of these 'Cause baby I'm a money tree So be my little honey, be my little-bitty bunny I got honeys all up on me baby I just get it done-y Possibly you're probably thinking this type of swag's impossible And logically will probably but you just take me lyrically Try to feel me spiritually Get out your mind literally There's a bigger me inside this little me Screaming out I should make history I am like a mystery Hated by jealousy 'cause they envy me Run up on my enemies see if they remember me Soon as they remember me I wipe away their memory Can't you see the private jets flying over you? I ain't even notice but my focus on my photos Might be bogus, no they shouldn't be a photoshoot It's funny how you wanna take my picture and it's like your first time Playing with the camera claiming that "It's not mine" Just calm down, you don't gotta hurry, you look good Don't be nervous, you don't gotta worry And my fans are like my glasses Yeah without them I'd be blurry
Verse 1: Justin Bieber] Justin Bieber Damn damn J.B, where the hell you been Yeah I got a new necklace, diamonds 2 big face Rollies, no I ain't lyin' Making momma so proud that she cryin' Yeah you say I'm crazy? Guess that makes two But I never knew that dreams really came true Started playing drums when I was only 2 Now we kick it in Japan, kung-fu So I'm heading for the gold, I'm sweating I swear Otis Redding will be oh-so ready I already got ahead-y of the game, I'm with Kenny And we steady getting many, I mean money Riding in an all-black Benz with the all black rims And we looking at some 10s through our all-black lenses Verse 2] I thanked Jesus at the awards I'm never going to hell Call me Zack Morris, I'm saving you by the bell My girl says I'm perfect she just loves an imperfect person perfectly Personally I think she is perfectly perfect I get it done abundantly, she wants to get up under me I swear I got a hun' of these cause baby I'm a money tree So be my little honey be my little-bitty bunny I got honeys all up on me baby I just get it done-y Possibly you're probably thinking this type of swag is impossible And logically will probably but you just take me lyrically Try to feel me spiritually, get out your mind literally There's a bigger me inside this little me Screaming out I should make history I am like a mystery, hated by jealousy cause they envy me Run up on my enemies see if they remember me Soon as they remember me I wipe away their memory Can't you see the private jets flying over you? I ain't even notice but my focus on my photos Might be bogus, no they shouldn't be a photoshoot It's funny how you wanna take my picture and it's like your first time Playing with camera claiming that "It's not mine" Just calm down, you don't gotta hurry Don't be nervous, you don't gotta worry And my fans are like my glasses, yeah without them I'd be blurry
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did y’all know it took kanye 15 minutes to make this beat?
Did y’all know you found that out cus of tik tok?
@@brentntrentnkenthoffman yes
Did you know it took him 15 years to make a classic in 15 minutes?
@@619rasta this the one
@@619rasta what does that even mean
Who be here in 2024? 😅
I'm iz😂
Here
Me
Right here 😂🙋♂️
Thank god for one without those voices
it’s crazy how good just the instrumental is alone
Who be here in 2021
Me
Yo
Ye
🤲🏾
Me
Hey guys, original creator here (lost access to the old account and google won't let me get it back...). Pretty stoked this hit 100k views! Thank you all
lol
@@milk5002 idk what’s funny
Damn you don’t have to the gmail to the account either? 😫😫
nobody:
not a soul:
otis: got ta drop muh BANANA
GAH TO DRUH mmMANANAN
gOtta cHop nanaNa
GOD I DROPPED MY MAMA
Kanye maybe crazy but u can't deny his genius abilities. How he uses this sample is beyond fascinating. The beat is all sampled from the one song. Crazy.
frr
If you think this some then you should research Q-Tip from a tribe called quest if you haven’t already. You’d love him
"It took Kanye 15min to make this beat." - LIKE NO. It took this man five beats a day for three summers to be able to make this beat in 15 minutes.
Give me four years and I'll make you an overnight success :)
Facts- when youre skilled enough you can make a century changing beat in 5 mins
finding ye's samples is like listening to the song for the first time again. absolute masterpiece
I find Kanye’s samples fascinating
you and i both
@@Dominick_Carr u and i tri-th
He is the greatest hip hop producer of all time, only after he’s gone will he truly get the respect he deserves
He’s the goat
He always samples the most obscure parts of samples, the parts of samples that wouldn’t stick out to most stick out to him it’s crazy
Gott to drop mn ma na na
Naw more like gottadrawk mm mna nanana
@@backstreetjet1601 gotham drop my banana
Ain't it Maine imma use a click bait technique to see if it gets my views up too 😂😂😂 IYKYK
Pay attention
KEEP UP!
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super surprised a soul sampled instrumental that is pretty much a chop wit a 808 was accepted by the mainstream audience in these days and times. Not that it matters or holds much weight, but I believe this beat got a grammy as well. Very interesting development indeed.
Who will be back in 2020
Ne
I’m already here
@@xpainjp fcuk yeah! Welcome back.
@Arianna Garcia this beat. Crazy! Welcome back!
I’m here
these 808 fit the sample so nice
2024 and it's still fire
anyone still vibin to this 2023??
right here
I invented swag
Poppin' bottles, puttin' supermodels in the cab, proof
I guess I got my swagger back, truth
New watch alert, Hublot's
Or the big face Rollie I got two of those
Arm out the window through the city I maneuver slow
Cock back, snap back
See my cut through the holes
Damn Yeezy and Hov,
Where the hell ya been?
Niggas talkin' real reckless, stuntmen
I adopted these niggas, Phillip Drummond 'em
Now I'm bout to make them tuck they whole summer in
They say I'm crazy, well, I'm 'bout to go dumb again
They ain't see me 'cause I pulled up in my other Benz
Last week I was in my other other Benz
Throw your diamonds up 'cause we in this bitch another 'gain
Photo shoot fresh, looking like wealth
I'm 'bout to call the paparazzi on myself
Uh, live from the Mercer
Run up on Yeezy the wrong way, I might murk ya
Flee in the G four fifty I might surface
Political refugee, asylum can be purchased
Uh, everything's for sale, I got five passports
I'm never going to jail
I made "Jesus Walks" I'm never going to hell
Couture level flow, it's never going on sale
Luxury rap, the Hermes of verses
Sophisticated ignorance, write my curses in cursive
I get it custom, you a customer
You ain't 'customed to going through customs,
You ain't been nowhere, huh?
And all the ladies in the house, got 'em showing off
I'm done, I hit ya up mana-na!
Welcome to Havana
Smoking Cubanos with Castro in cabanas
Viva Mexico, Cubano
Dominicano, all the plugs that I know
Driving Benzes, with' no benefits
Not bad huh? For some immigrants
Build your fences, we diggin' tunnels
Can't you see? We gettin' money up under you
Can't you see the private jets flyin' over you?
Maybach bumper sticker read "What would Hova do?"
Jay is chillin', 'Ye is chillin'
What more can I say? We killin' 'em
Hold up, before we end this campaign
As you can see, we done bodied the damn lames
Lord, please let them accept the things they can't change
And pray that all of their pain be champagne
Zaza
AHHHHHHHHHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH😂
Under the palm tree
Enjoying a calm breeze
The same place where I found me
Sparking up a blunt yea I’m smoking on some tree
I’m tryna clear my mind so I can feel free
She said if I smoke ima fuck up my arteries
Same girl asked me what I know about astrology
You must be a Leo yea you aught to be
Told me “I’m at state yea my majors in psychology”
She only fucks with me cause I’m a young prodigy
I’m bringing in my money like monopoly
My bank account looks like I just won the lottery
I guess being broke really bothered me
I was on the bottom while everyone on top of me
Now I’m leveled up ain’t nobody ever stopping me
I think about reality
I think about the king I was bound to be
Im coming for the throne but for now I got the crown on me
Had to sharpen my skills up like some cutlery
I was uninspired no idea was up with me
Now I’m feeling fresh and the speakers they bumping me
Now I’m feeling fresh knowing nobody could fuck with me
When I was in distress there was nobody loving me
all i ever wanted was some love
To make some money and finally catch a dub
Cause when you don’t got it, it really sucks
So you gotta make a move otherwise you gon be fucked
Who watching in 2023
2024 anyone??
I came in the game with a chip on my shoulder
Looking at the competition, all these niggas is older
Only got two favorite rappers, Jigga and HOVA
I'm sipping the soda, Lamborghini equipped with a motor
'Till I hopped in the fast lane, reminiscing my past pains
Carry it, the cash came, heritage from my last name (Uh)
I'm from a tribe of brilliance, I buy the building
Please hide the children, I'm 'bout to go on a killing spree
Know you feeling me, got these rap poems, soliloquies
Wife, I really need, these hoes a bunch of Billy Jeans
Fake ass niggas, snake ass niggas
Rapping fast but "What the fuck did you say?" ass niggas
Type imported with Michael court in, your life distorted
The best nigga out of the league since Michael Jordan
Plotting what I'm 'bout to accomplish, quite enormous
I don't have to write to forfeit, my nigga my life a story
Call Spike Lee, tell him how I made it off of type beats
I might be the nicest with the handles since Kyrie
Rookie vet, came in the game, just took the check
Bodying everything that I do, my nigga look at Flex
Shoutout to my nigga Joey, court side at the Brooklyn Nets
Told him I need a ticket, you gotta be specific
My nigga, I bleed terrific and piss excellence
My shit heaven sent, flowing like a sick veteran
The difference between me and you
Multiply your self worth by five trillion
Your high ceilings still couldn't equal two
Fraction of my worst shit, find your purpose
But while my verses, you can learn something, go soul searching
Now watch me spend these Benjamin Franklins
Like what this nigga be thinking
Never forgot to deposit that as memory bank and
Hilary Swank and niggas should really be thanking
The young God MC stopped the killing, he's dangerous
Kanye is the genius in genius fr!!
They couldn't keep me us chains jus like Alisha Keys
The current movement is change note all the differences
We all witnesses,no weaknesses
Makin million dollars hits with beats 50 cent's.
Stems for the song leaked recently, so we pretty much got the official instrumental now
@casual check the Kanye tracker
@@Soundwave11037 where can i find it ?
@@IdrissiTaoufiq Kanye tracker
Any one 2019
2020
I wish
everyday
2023 baby
It makes it easier, easier to bear
You won't regret it, no, no
Some girls they don't forget it
Love is their only happiness, yeah
Squee-, squee-, squee- (sounds so soulful, don't you agree?)
Squeeze her, don't tease her (ow!) Never leave her
Uh, I invented swag
Poppin' bottles, puttin' supermodels in the cab
Proof
I guess I got my swagger back, truth
New watch alert, Hublot's
Or the big-face Rollie, I got two of those
Arm out the window, through the city I maneuver slow
Cock back, snap back, see my cut through the holes, Hov
Damn, Yeezy and Hov, where the hell you been?
Niggas talkin' real reckless, stuntmen
I adopted these niggas, Phillip Drummond 'em
Now I'm 'bout to make 'em tuck they whole summer in
They say I'm crazy, well, I'm 'bout to go dumb again
They ain't see me 'cause I pulled up in my other Benz
Last week I was in my other, other Benz
Throw your diamonds up 'cause we in this bitch another 'gain (yea)
Photoshoot fresh, lookin' like wealth
I'm 'bout to call the paparazzi on myself
Uh, live from the Mercer
Run up on Yeezy the wrong way, I might murk ya
Flee in the G450, I might surface
Political refugee, asylum can be purchased
Uh, everything's for sale, I got five passports
I'm never goin' to jail
I made Jesus walk, so I'm never goin' to hell
Couture-level flow, it's never goin' on sale
Luxury rap, the Hermès of verses
Sophisticated ignorance, write my curses in cursive
I get it custom, you a customer
You ain't 'customed to goin' through customs
You ain't been nowhere, hah?
And all the ladies in the house, got 'em showin' off
I'm done, I'll hit you up maña-, nah
Welcome to Havana
Smokin' cubanos with Castro in cabanas
Viva México, Cubano
Dominicano, all the plugs that I know
Drivin' Benzes, wit' no benefits
Not bad, huh? For some immigrants
Build your fences, we diggin' tunnels
Can't you see? We gettin' money up under you
Can't you see the private jets flyin' over you?
Maybach bumper sticker read, "What would Hova do?"
Jay is chillin'(uh), 'Ye is chillin' (uh)
What more can I say? We killin' 'em
Hold up, before we end this campaign
As you can see, we done bodied the damn lames
Lord, please let them accept the things they can't change
And pray that all of their pain be champagne
Got ta drop off my nana...
0:36
2:38
Imagine Jay Z’s face when he heard this for the first time
Monday February first 2021
1 This know also, that in the last days perilous times shall come.
2 For men shall be lovers of their own selves, covetous, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy,
3 without natural affection, trucebreakers, false accusers, incontinent, fierce, despisers of those that are good, 4 traitors, heady, highminded, lovers of pleasures more than lovers of God;
-BIBLE
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0:15 what
0:15 what
When you get caught lying
Dixon Cider 😂😂😂
NoO nOo
Imma kill dis beat🎯🚀
2023
Sounds so soulful don’t you agree?
2023 and still glowing
That infra bass 🔥
haterproof
2024?
Rocking it, 2023
I dont need no friends can't fuck with none of your trends-
Heaven out the question nobody gon let me in-
Listen to gospel start checking off every sin-
Fuck a Halo I'll trade in for a benz-
Never had a soul let the party in hell begin-
0:37
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, wooh!
Niggas pistol-poppin' like it's 1999
I was nine, maybe ten, then again, never mind
Press rewind, back in time
Before rappers droppin' dimes
Trap or die, choppin' pies
With clichés all in they rhymes
Now it's Gucci, Prada and anything designer
Money, power, the whole enchilada
Commas, dollas, the greens and the guava (oh)
They serve you to your flocka
If you disrespect that blocka, blocka
Choppas on eavesdroppers
Fuck these choppas, I'm about it
Grindin' like 2Pac or Biggie Poppa
Yeah, you outer, but I'm hotter
Car jackin', pistol-packin'
Mothafuckin' choppers clappin'
Metal jacket, automatic magazines, head-on traffic
Fenders smashin', windows crashin'
Pants saggin', fuck your fashion
Yeah, a nigga run Manhattan
Back in Cali's where it happen
They fit Gucci, Escada and anything designer
Groupies, poppers, they all gonna swallow
It was probably the robbers
The goons and the goblins (oh)
They hatin' a lot, medulla oblongata
Looks good, but does it sound good? Would love if some artist performed these lyrics
@@gustavanefjall2383 Literally the lyrics to R Cali by Asap Rocky
check check it’s the mc comin in with that 1 2
it’s me check checkin to see how old I gotta be to be with you
i’ve been watching u on tv since I was just two
wait never mind I think that is a lawsuit
like drake i’m taking a dip in the kiddie pool
ah ah ah what’s fight clubs number one rule
go for a dive and see what you’ll find
just a bunch of teenagers who can’t make up their mind
celebrities always influencing the media
now the the kids are treating ya like ur wikipedia
“let’s sit down and talk abt the economy”
girl please it’s been crashing since duteronomy
I miss the old days with tv dinners and dora
before we were trying to figure out what they could sell us more of
“make up is making up for what you don’t have”
maybe make up with your girlfriend before she starts to spaz
I needa duck and hide before they put me out like tupac
tryna rain on my parade bc my rhymes are too hot
just kidding yall know I don’t like the beef
but then again I was only vegetarian for a week
Dope
In case anybody interested I rapped over this beat on my channal
0:22
I like this better love otis Redding voice
2022 anyone?
Here in 2024 ❤
I remembered this song when I young in the car on the radio
Kanye for president 🎉
Mic skills, handled like Redding, me and my girl got the red velvet wedding,
Midnight passion, stay cutting off critics, who be blasting, who's outlasting,
We making money's, no shady sneaks from honeys, middle finger to the commies,
Magazine cant even drop dimes on me, no smoke from the paparazzi,
Flashing lights, of the army, ready to snap and my pictures ain't never ready,
This is bigger than moms spaghetti, so yall haters get ready, the temptations,
Back at cha once again, verbal fist lifting your chin, so begins ya emotions,
Rolling down ya cheek, let me silence the sheep, they wanna rise, everyday pies,
Being slung in the hood, drop that habit, now I gotta bad bitch,
No sales pitch, but we making it, found a loop hole in the money pit,
IRS I see they try to guess, where I'm getting my figures from, check the forum,
Back of the dollar, I got 9 banks I can get a holler, word to Jekyll scholars,
Learned the game, it's all numbers man, being doing since, humans grain, tryna break away out of the shame,
Fools chasing loose ends, for temporary pleasures, I lay wisdom, as my treasure
2021
Still jamming
0:38
2022 wya?
Scrivo strofe un po' per sfogo, salto buchi tipo pogo non voglio erba io non sono un diplodoco mangio il mondo, mica l'erba se in Italia Fibra regna io sono Bono, il flusso insegna sai che ogni mia rima è bella J EN migliore in Sardegna quando tutti dissa sveglia anche il patrono
questa gente è indegna di ascoltare il rap non è buono, chi dice che il rap è roba di galera non sopporto, chi la pensa in questo modo, chi ha il new era parla troppo dice che qui conta fare solamente il disco d'oro, e non sente dentro la passione che arde come un fuoco, in tutti i b Boys che spingono l'hip hop Bro per bisogno, penso che senza di esso adesso sarei proprio morto, il rap mi ha salvato è la poesia che colora il mio mondo, io mi sento un re solo se penso a coronare un sogno, son profondo nella paranoia nera non sprofondo, credo che l'hip hop se tu lo ascolti bene scava affondo, e ti cambia dentro troppo bello quello che io provo,
parte dal cemento e punta al centro del tuo cuore si fa per amore da quando lo faccio ha sciolto dentro un nodo, vivo per questa passione mi ha portato via da un rogo.
8
BARI
(Bari, home of the brave,
Longo dove sei? Adri dove sei?
io rappresento, da ceglie alla Bay,
il lungomare vive su un mare blu come il zaffiro di bombay,
emiro, emirato, dal catapano, dal sangue bizantino al sole catalano,
la colonna dell’infame, un insulto profano,
dalla Turchia il santo e il profugo siriano,
un paese di mercanti, commercianti siriani, nei mercati costellati da carte da briscola o scopa,
una terra libera poi diventata colonia, chi parte poi se lo sogna,
chi rimane poi lo agogna)
la senti?
è Bari,
casa dei caimani,
pescatori solcano i mari come i pirati di Salgari,
la pelle dei mutanti, le branchie per respirare fuori dai mari,
mentre i pastori, trovano ossigeno su territori lunari,
i ragazzini, sono corsari, gli orecchini d’oro, amuleti rari,
perchè sanno che moriranno in posti lontani,
la vita di chi sa che il mondo è porto, è quella dei pirati,
gli apache cantano in tondo come gli sciamani,
prima vendono il fumo, poi ne fanno segnali,
se ayauasca e peroni ci avranno inebriati,
avremo prospettiva e non vista mare per conti salati,
i palazzinari, hanno i denti affilati,
i centri popolari sciabolano come gli ottomani,
i centri del potere amano gli spazi vacui,
per questo centri sociali vengono sgombrati,
la giunta non giunge ad alcuna conclusione, il questore,
non parla, e innocenti sono indiziati,
gli anziani cantastorie con gli accenti mozzati,
gli strozzini fanno i conti ad addendi cambiati,
le signore sulla rete solo per fare gli strascinati,
tuo nonno ara la terra, sugli attenti, i caporali,
bambini assoldati, panettieri assonnati,
sbirri sempre infami,
se la prendono con il fumo nel frattempo gli incendi son divampati,
nel frattempo gli organi di stato sono stati rigettati,
nonostante i trapianti, e i mali mai rimarginati,
leghiamo ancora ribellione e non ci siamo mai fermati,
per ogni figlia che lascia casa per andare avanti,
per ogni figlio che muore nelle fila dei soldati,
senza un uniforme, un distintivo e senza gradi,
ne nasceranno nuovi, criminali o santi,
la pelle scura, i capelli neri e arruffati,
cresceranno con nonne che son devote ai santi,
più che alla bandiera, ai confini e ai dazi,
perchè chi nasce in mare sa che il mondo è un porto,
e che in ogni masso si nasconde uno scoglio dal quale tuffarsi,
ti sembrerà un altro mondo, quando inizieranno a parlarsi,
non parleranno italiano potrebbe essere Farsi,
un misto di Swahili, sono preghiere e canti,
non sembreranno italiani, ricordati non lo sono,
perchè si nasce in magna grecia e poi si muore briganti
Questa è Bari
Its 2021 now
Bella Andre bella a tutti oggi mi sento in vena
Fast life non ti accorgi anche dre si schema
sbuffo paglie con ds stuntman
gliel ho dato una volta si crede importante
l indole mi dice che non è come le altre
questa è vera roba nuova ti calpesta tipo suola
repellenti rivelano infamie amicizie vere
ho scelto sta base fra ho fatto bene?
guarda chi mi ha scritto.
UN TUONO! noooo
questo beat si attinge
a me vez mi chiamano tipo calcolatrice
quando vedo andrea teneggi che le sputa in faccia
sguardo da psycho sembra quasi ti minaccia.
ed entriamo sulla traccia per spiegarti come si fa
io land rover piu forex no non faccio finta
l inizio della fine x3
facciamo come raffa ci buttiamo dal precipizio
Queria tanto ser uma compositora de
This is what I was looking for thank you
0:42
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥💯
perfection
how tf did you find the 808 lol
Cheers dude! I'm the original creator, lost access to the original account annoyingly. I've still got the sample but I don't remember where I got it since this was years ago. Remember having to tweak it a bit though so it sounded as close to the original as possible.
This reminds of an old motown song 😮😮😮😮
I always thought he said scream for Justin Bieber
Smartest nigga out west best said doin a rep uh go east see the new beats 🎧 ob
2024
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0:37
0:31
Otis Like He Batman Cold It's Seasons Weather and Getting Bitches Dats for da Temperature. Ukno How God's Good.
Who here in 2023?
anyone from 2023?
Who's here in 2022?
K
19
"drop, drop, nope nope nope"
This helped me freestyle
Squeeze her never leave her
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
W
The Zhouse brought me here
0:23
🔥
🔥
0:40
1:06
Hot headed, heart heavy,
Trust me, you not ready!
Get bodied by the blonde mop higher than Tom Petty,
I'm free fallin,
aye Ye, roll me a jay up,
The way I be ballin,
Man it look like a lay up,
It's too easy.. new weezy, I'm Ill,
The crew queezy at will,
Standing still while the booth leanin,
Highs and lows, how it goes, I suppose,
One thing I learnt long agos No one really knows,
Cops searchin high,
So ya know guy lay low,
Devil on his shoulder tryna knock off his halo,
"Stay outta trouble"
Even Jays ma say so,
Stay smart with ya heart,
Never sang for a ho,
Bet my phone rang tho,
Never had a Bey so I never bought a rang for it, Single ladies got they hands up!
Not for the bouquet,
Thats for the band son,
Ali with the word play,
Best young an handsome up an comer comin up quick as a snap son, clap clap clap,
When I leave um on a canvas
I’m still here
TOP!
Still here😅😅
Goddamnit Lex you got me hooked
Where you at quiting RUclips
I haven't quit, lol. I was on holiday for christmas and now I'm juggling work and other commitments. Planning on putting out more this year, stay tuned
@@cordelleon1905 0:41 what did otis say
@@dmbot2003 It's a little hard to tell but listening to the original record it's "you got to try"!
@@cordelleon1905 i thoigh he said gotta chop em nanana
@@dmbot2003 same!
intro:
oh yeah
oh yeah
oh yeah
ok
verse:
coming fresh to the rap game, but ain’t a rookie
niggas think they rhymes is fire, do y’all niggas want a cookie
she left my balls blue cause she didn’t wanna give the cookie
but you know i’m honcho, so i still get in the cookie
my girl is the baddest like her name was snookie
getting to cheese, all the cheddar
number 1 on top, you know that honcho is really better
my flow so cold, your ears gone need a sweater
y’all chumps are light just like a feather
i’m getting fly without the feather
white girl gone off the molly, what the hell you doing heather
why the hell it’s been cold lately, oh this remix don’t mind the weather
give me 5, i’ll be the rolling loud header
i’m gone be the greatest out my city, and that’s straight facts though
thanking my ancestors for this black soul
you straight pussy, go drink your milk straight out the cat bowl
fuck with me and my mines, you getting whacked slow
i got an uncle named otis
i’m here to plant my legacy like my last name was lotus
gotta stay on top, can’t never lose focus
y’all niggas don’t know nothing bout this, y’all rhymes be hella bogus
she make my dick disappear, kapoof hocus pocus
when i make it, on top is gonna be my locus
real hardbody, you can say i’m a little roguish
who can stop me
number one, who gonna top me
perfecting my craft, my rhymes will never be sloppy
killing these instrumentals, i think i just caught a body
these rhymes gone get me hella rich, but i ain’t gone change my name to roddy
you think i’m from the chi the way these rhymes make illinois
all that who better, honcho the best now kill the noise
i got hot shi on the way, rhymes finna kill these boys
Justin Bieber
Damn damn JB, where the hell you been
Yeah I got a new necklace, diamonds
2 big face Rollies, no I ain't lyin'
Making momma so proud that she cryin'
Yeah you say I'm crazy? Guess that makes two
But I never knew that dreams really came true
Started playing drums when I was only 2
Now we kick it in Japan, kung-fu
So I'm heading for the gold, I'm sweating
I swear Otis Redding
Will be oh-so ready
I already got ahead-y of the game, I'm with Kenny
And we steady getting many, I mean money
Riding in an all-black Benz with the all black rims
And we looking at some 10s through our all-black lenses
Wait, I'm not done
Wait, wait
I thanked Jesus at the awards I'm never going to hell
Call me Zack Morris I'm saving you by the bell
My girl says I'm perfect she just loves an imperfect person
Perfectly personally I think she is perfectly perfect
I get it done abundantly
She wants to get up under me
I swear that I got a hun' of these
'Cause baby I'm a money tree
So be my little honey, be my little-bitty bunny
I got honeys all up on me baby I just get it done-y
Possibly you're probably thinking this type of swag's impossible
And logically will probably but you just take me lyrically
Try to feel me spiritually
Get out your mind literally
There's a bigger me inside this little me
Screaming out
I should make history
I am like a mystery
Hated by jealousy 'cause they envy me
Run up on my enemies see if they remember me
Soon as they remember me I wipe away their memory
Can't you see the private jets flying over you?
I ain't even notice but my focus on my photos
Might be bogus, no they shouldn't be a photoshoot
It's funny how you wanna take my picture and it's like your first time
Playing with the camera claiming that "It's not mine"
Just calm down, you don't gotta hurry, you look good
Don't be nervous, you don't gotta worry
And my fans are like my glasses
Yeah without them I'd be blurry
0:33 0:42 0:43
Verse 1: Justin Bieber]
Justin Bieber
Damn damn J.B, where the hell you been
Yeah I got a new necklace, diamonds
2 big face Rollies, no I ain't lyin'
Making momma so proud that she cryin'
Yeah you say I'm crazy? Guess that makes two
But I never knew that dreams really came true
Started playing drums when I was only 2
Now we kick it in Japan, kung-fu
So I'm heading for the gold, I'm sweating
I swear Otis Redding will be oh-so ready
I already got ahead-y of the game, I'm with Kenny
And we steady getting many, I mean money
Riding in an all-black Benz with the all black rims
And we looking at some 10s through our all-black lenses
Verse 2]
I thanked Jesus at the awards I'm never going to hell
Call me Zack Morris, I'm saving you by the bell
My girl says I'm perfect she just loves an imperfect person perfectly
Personally I think she is perfectly perfect
I get it done abundantly, she wants to get up under me
I swear I got a hun' of these cause baby I'm a money tree
So be my little honey be my little-bitty bunny
I got honeys all up on me baby I just get it done-y
Possibly you're probably thinking this type of swag is impossible
And logically will probably but you just take me lyrically
Try to feel me spiritually, get out your mind literally
There's a bigger me inside this little me
Screaming out I should make history
I am like a mystery, hated by jealousy cause they envy me
Run up on my enemies see if they remember me
Soon as they remember me I wipe away their memory
Can't you see the private jets flying over you?
I ain't even notice but my focus on my photos
Might be bogus, no they shouldn't be a photoshoot
It's funny how you wanna take my picture and it's like your first time
Playing with camera claiming that "It's not mine"
Just calm down, you don't gotta hurry
Don't be nervous, you don't gotta worry
And my fans are like my glasses, yeah without them I'd be blurry