RZA - Deadly Melody (Instrumental)
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- Опубликовано: 19 авг 2024
- Wu-Tang Clan (feat. Streetlife) - Wu-Tang Forever (Disc 2)
Not sure what the sample is; notify me in the comments if you have any ideas.
Released: 1997
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RZA was in a zone w deez wu tang forever beats....flawless
This track always sounded drunk to me. Rza crazy. Love it
Cock back my tongue like a hammer my head is like a nickel-plated bammer spit 45 caliber grammar at the speed of wind makes you bleed within crack your skull without penetrating your skin
Don't forget about the masta...
The RZA Tha GZA The Ol Dirt BZA
Damn these are the same drums of Knuckleheadz, RZA a genius
He reused many beats like that
@@wakeup9413 Ik, same with Protect Ya Neck II The Zoo that beat was 🔥
Word good observation just noticed that. Noticed how Rza used the same drum pattern on ghost face one and criminology, subtle reuse but genius like this and juju from beatnuts produced one but Rza reworked the beat to give that wu sound…..
Things'll never be the same after this one.......
ghost rider lay back and twist one
@@ProjectStrum recognize the gods came - for one accord - one mind and one common cause …
@@77Productions77 That's da sh!t son!
the instrumental disqualifies any weak verse..
This joint is deadly! ⛩🇯🇵⚔️🌊📿🎍☯️🐝🐲🎋🥷🏽
I love how Rza continuously used a lot of the same samples but flipped em different…
Any idea what samples he used here?
@@Brandon-rt4pp dont know about the main sample but these drums sound just like the ones used in Raekwon’s Knuckleheadz
Fire!!!🔥💣👏 instrumental
rza, love it. fire Beat.
This is what Hip-Hop sounds like.
Millions and millions of people have no clue.
And yet, they think this trash that's out rightnow is Hip-Hop.
GET REAL!!!!!!
Genius- drugs
That was fun as fk to try and spit their versus over ... just shows that flow is critical .. I struggled with every single verse 🤣🤣
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Motherfuckers halt, when my Colt, start stompin
Thunder, strikes your land with a jolt
Your stamina level is low, like currents from
The volts of relentless punishment that multiplies
At a speed that the naked eye can't die-tect
The infantry, peep the weapon-try as I bomb atomically
Stagnant they stood surrounded and astounded
By this total square mileage of violence that I brung
I've not yet begun to stung
It's the ethics, the rigorous training methods
Of the Abbott, incite overseas to opposition
Penetrates then infiltrates
Breakin down your resistance
Leavin competition defenseless, Masta
Hip-hop antagonizer, dumb deaf and blind civilizer
With the silencer
Psssh, yo
Pile-driver Tut boulder face blow Hulk
Anger rap book causin chess blade smoke
Minds the trunk, punk, elephant gun poke
Jaw-breaker humanoid vice-grip, choke
Face the inferno, maestro, pull it
Pipe hard slang, bite the golden bullet
Never, sold my soul Golden Arm cold stinger
See me on the streets address me stone bringer
Ease away, freeze back, feedback, play out in
Sweet action packed rap
Bite it, stomp on a beat
Possess hollow head battle teeth Tony Atlas
Wu status, now, wisdom to the masses
Cock back my tongue like a hammer, my head is like
A nickel-plated bammer, spit forty-five caliber grammar
At the speed of wind makes you bleed within
Crack your skull, without penetratin your skin
Reign of champ official, Wu scamp with black pistols
Spent the weekend programmin fat tracks at Camp Cristal
Home on the range, rebel with a pen
Writin critically acclaimed scriptures that do you in
Mista, Meth, Hot Nickels
Say my shit holding my Sex Pistol, deal me in
The bewilderin killa bee quickly sting ya
I ain't gotta life one fuckin finga
Make sure to God I reef turns on the ringer
We duckin the subpeona
Fatal Flying Guillotine machine from Medina
Check the 150 millimeter, heater as it blows holes
Through your fuckin speaker
Makin you weaker creepin inches centimeters
Fifty caliber street sweeper
Shots from Shaolin that go to Masapeaqua
Things'll never be the same, after this one
Ghostrider spit flame, lay back and twist one
Recognize the Gods came, for one accord
For one mind and one cause, that's the shit Son
Play them crows out position
You might hear me but you don't listen
Competition come and get some on
Red marker still bleedin, through the paper
Of his sick premeditated, murder caper
I walk with the Shaolin strut, burn a dutch
Watch Street eat em up, cold crush, bumrush
Spot rusher get touched backed up handcuffed
Y'all niggaz can't FUCK with us
Pass me the black velvet embassy suite killin me
Spell it Maxi Priest caught me in the days up on Delancy Street
Stand solar, deadly vengeance with a crowbar
It's like the dreads worshipin Jah, so ha-lo-ha
Pineapple crushed 850 swerve it with a rush
Plush the Canola Range spittin off the roof, holdin my change
Yo it's ragtime, universal 12 Monkey mind
It's like, stalkin through your airport with a chunky nine
The undervolt Staten New York
Blood sport gun talk holdin fort back, take em to court
It's the burner Shaolin bound facedown you gets murdered
Roadblock shell shocked, stretched on a back block
Yo it's warfare when you ring here, slugs fly through midair
Landin thugs in wheelchairs from the slugfest
Keeps the iron, where the head rest, for the conquest
Subway, wordplay ricochet through your projects, crime pays
Matched up in a staircase, in a dark place embraced
By the trey-eight, I'm in so deep I can't escape
These crime situations, I stay in man formation
And shot echoes through the ghetto locations y'all remain
P.L.O., slam cats like Bam Bam, Bigolo
Throw a flow like Nomo relate like Fidel Castro
I be the great all pro, hangin MC's by they logos
My street journal reacts and blaze like an inferno
Thank you for putting verses on here. Straight heat 🔥 in the booth. Danger. 336 in the building.
I drink your inferno in a cup of of dirt that's fertile
Kill wack emcees in front of a church
Dirt doing dirt
I know God it irks you
And hurts your crew
While I lurk in the shadows way pass curfew
Unearth Kurt Cobain's remains
And recite the nirvana of mankind and it's cursed face
Tainted blood curdled strains of hate
Adam and eve fucked us into a early grave
The opposite of how a man should behave
He came into her
History already written in murky
Millions of years purged with one act of deadly lust welcomed by temptation
Testing the Brothas purvy greeted by salutations
Live sex celebration in the garden
Straight hard bombardment in the target
Years later
Predictions of doom predicted by Nostradamus
dopeE
this is the hardest fucking beat
Perfeito
So fuckin raaaawwwww
Pushed my way in, YUP THE MESSIAH IS ON...WATCH ME, VALOUR KARL KANI WIT THE WALLABEE STRINGS SLOPPY/ get off me shorty, love me from a distance, FORGET ME NOT THO, my album dropping soon but I'on know commitment/ who is this??? Whoever, THEM LIGHTS ..got me moth like, THIS IS HOW I BUILT TO THE TOP....RAP FORTNITE/ Pull up, flash 7 like, IT AINT NO GOD BUT, MY ARM LEG, LEG ARM AND HEAD'LL GET YOUR SQUAD TOUCHED/...here I am telling my story, on how I made it with Croatians, the paper was solid, but they was hatin/....fly young n***a holdin my nuts...and a styer Aug, vamping, WE CAME FOR UR NECKS yup y'all know what's up....
makin you weaker creepin inches centimiters!
Fifty caliber street sweeper shots from Shaolin that go to Massapequa
Milano è pazza, città di matti
Ti credi tanto un colosso ma poi meglio se scappi
Perché quando m’arrabbio giuro che ti piglio a schiaffi
Siete più blu ai puffi in percentuale
Di sicuro i tuoi volevano un anticoncezionale
Più blu perché ti soffoco, più non sbuffi
Come quando vai in apnea dopo che ti tuffi
Sono il rapper preferito dal tuo rapper preferito
Come MF DOOM con una maschera ti do il benservito
Tu pensi di essere un mito
Sei solo un altro, pecorone che poi tanto collassa
Non sei una massa sei soltanto la massa
Non ciucciare il dito che tanto passa
Dopo sta monetina vai a pagar la tassa
Io Rappo per gli ascoltatori, i fattoni e i cazzoni
Che hanno iniziano a farsi di cocaina
Dalle superiori
Voglio parlare col governatore, l’ambasciatore e il boia
E dirgli per noia
Di tagliar meglio le teste
Per giocare a calcio nelle feste
Se vuoi beef
Ti consiglio di preparare la pistola
non presa dalla tipa finta armaiola
Vai al frigo e passami la coca cola
Così dopo aver calpestato l’auiola ti porto verso orto in carriola
Sono così avanti che i miei non si sono ancora conosciuti
Tranquillo per la tua fine è soltanto questione di minuti
Mi hai sporcato il cesso col tuo occhio storto
Quindi adesso vai a pulire quella merda brutto aborto
Quando sarai morto
Io Sarò più che una leggenda
E forse sarò risorto
Se non risorgeró ti do la mia azienda
Prima di insultarmi scappa due volte e poi pensa
Perché tanto con me non funziona la rammenda
Non funzione la rammenda tanto prima o poi lo scemo si ferma
Chiamo tua mamma prima o poi mi fa da serva
Mo parlo sopra il beat
Come mi dite da anni
Sono più distruttivo della guerra dei trent’anni
Con la mia doppia coppia scoppia la tua mano
Perché dopo questa merda non volerà più il tuo aeroplano?
Ho sonno, scrivo col catrame nel mio esame così quando ho finito posso usare il mio... liricismo
Sei talmente basso che sembri Gremlin Gizmo
Stai lontano dal bagno, sennò di spazzolino useremo il mismo
Uomo senza pietà, senza tatto
Come GZA per battermi ti servirà lo scacco matto
1-2-3-4
Il conto del tonto senza sconto
O black Friday
Come una tenda prendo tua mamma e la monto
Nel suo Birthday
La mia musica se così vuoi chiamarla
Non la ascolti in tunica, in autobus perché ti piace sentirla
Non so nemmeno se sei arrivato a sto punto
Se ci sei allora in un baleno fai un urlo
Negro ti ho detto di farlo
Se lo hai fatto allora devi amarlo e ricordarlo
Nella tua vita
Quella cosa ripetitiva ma appagante
Cazzo dico, per ora ho solo il libro di Alighieri Dante
E qualche attaccante dell’Inter asfissiante
Ho letto così tante cagate che ora ho la merda negli occhi
Sei un bravissimo MC ma io sono un bugiardo senza ritegno
Mi impegno per scrivere sta merda ma manco io sono bravo
Puttanate a ciocchi di legno che con le seghe creano pinocchi che chiavo
Bambole e sventole datemi il vostro caro amore con tanta passione
Vi farò sentire parte di me come rotula e femore polmoni cuore e bastone
Non sento più il battito si è perso nell'attimo contento o nostalgico
Spacco comunque i culi senza canzone
Magico
Prendi le precauzioni
Profilattico
Per evitare altri coglioni come codesto scrittore che vive d'attenzioni
Amo il rumore mi migliora l'umore vivo secondo una scelta che spesso mi peggiora l'onore
Traditore di amici familiari e mogli
Perdo la testa se sei una gnocca e ti spogli
Ma tanto si sta che queste sono stronzate
E se hai letto fino a qui hai perso tempo
im 1K killer beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
please for me
not sure if thats even a sample.. theres very few samples used on wutang forever.. that was that time where rza started experimenting with all type of keyboards and instruments...
Bartholomew Kuma there’s a vocal sample at the beginning; pretty sure it’s a sample. Also, I seem to recall he only really went all into original composition with Bobby Digital in Stereo
@@Brandon-rt4pp yeah, and I think the bass notes are sampled as well
eh?
bleep bloop blar im going haha driving in a red car not blue, who tf are you to think its blue im not gru im vetor the dicepter rapping like skepta