Jukebox Joints (Instrumental Remake) [A$AP Rocky]
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- Опубликовано: 11 сен 2024
- BETTER VERSION ON MY SOUNDCLOUD: / jukebox-joints-instrum...
This just came out, I know. It's summer and I was looking for shit to do. First two parts are my work, the third part is just cut from the original song until I can figure out what that sample is. Check my soundcloud for a download!
This shit is freestyle heaven
Accept Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior and you will be saved. John 3:16 (share the good news of the gospel around the world!) Have a wonderful rest of your day/night everyone, may the LORD bless you all, and farewell!
.......,,.,..
@@1CT1 amen my brother
@@1CT1 Nah
@@1CT1❤❤❤
The second part makes me slowly fly into heaven
Instrumental is like Old Kanye and New Kanye hit the fusion dance
I mean he did produce it 😭
@@jaydenkjeffersonbro replying 3 years late 😭
@@X1tid 🤷♂️
@@X1tidDamn, that's crazy
Earl Sweatshirt would be fire on this beat
ruclips.net/video/rmDibZeksPg/видео.html have you heard this one yet
Word 💣🔥
Good ear 👂🏽
ON GODDDDD
Old earl on the first new earl on the second
This song would fit perfectly in a Tarantino movie
5:02 I can listen to that sample forever
Same bro. I love those trumpets. Where is it from?
@@fortrud i think thats who cares by tony aiken
3:09
Someone should use this in a movie trailer
agree definitely has that old school flow...I could see a old gangster movie with denzel Washington
goldmineken already did
J Rome what movie?
goldmineken American gangster
Accept Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior and you will be saved. John 3:16 (share the good news of the gospel around the world!) Have a wonderful rest of your day/night everyone, may the LORD bless you all, and farewell!
.......,.,.,.,.
The third sample is Future 2000 - Who Cares. It is timestretched.
you know that second sample?
+poddymouth mouthpoddy Wiz - Car service
+poddymouth mouthpoddy much better off smokey robinson and the miracles
got it
Ça fait un bout de temps que je suis là. Le son de mon talon qui frappe le trottoir. Le rappel incessant, retour de flamme fulgurant. Je me vois dans les yeux gens. Témoins du temps le banc sur lequel souvent je m'assois s'effrite. La haine à laisser mes veines, je souffle enfin je respire. Ce banc n'est pas le seul qui se fatigue.
lyrics :
And I'm a man of my word, that I got nothing at all
So tell me now does it hurt, or is it too late?
I'm a man of my law, I gotta keep my weight up
But who will lean if I fall? But never mind, I'm fly, you know
She the type to seek love and make it everlasting
I'm the type to wake up and say it never happened
I mean I fucked the girl with hella passion
But it's cold how we smashing
Left her sleeping on a separate mattress
I think her body makes for better practice
Good excuse for my absence like "Flacko where your ass been?"
Heard you done with fashion, now yo ass is acting
I'm tripping off the acid, now yo ass is looking massive
This ain't the shit equipped with columns from my reckless swagging
This that dark house party with this record blasting
Rolling spliffs, clique beside me, fingers Liberace
When I seen this bitch in Venice, Tommy and some mean Huaraches
I'm all alone though, mood music makes me bop slower
Trippin' on how I shifted pop culture
Changed Hip-Hop on ya, smoking like a rasta was my pops culture
I be damned if I die sober
I'll be sure to visit Pac for ya
And I'm a man of my word, that I got nothing at all
So tell me now does it hurt, or is it too late?
I'm a man of my law, I gotta keep my weight up
But who will lean if I fall? But never mind, I'm fly, you know
And shout outs my pretty women in the spot tonight
Let em see them fuckin' hands
And for the freaks that love the niggas with the Jeeps
Lex, coupes and the Beamers and the Benz, come again
When my death calls, I pray the Lord accept collect calls
Cause I be playing with these womens like they're sex dolls
Call my Prada prior, cause it's dropping next fall
Don't you short the next ball, my closet like the Met ball
She said, "I just love it when you speak soft-spoken
Up in the magazines with your teeth all golden"
Took the whole year off just to learn to make beats
Dropped the flames on my release and leave the streets all smokin'
That touch your soul music, I get you higher, grab your lighter fluid
Might add a preacher and a choir to it
I speak the father's music, hallelujah
Always Strive & Prosper, stupid
Even Montell can't tell you how he do it
Sit back and watch me do it
And I'm a man of my word, that I got nothing at all
So tell me now does it hurt, or is it too late?
I'm a man of my law, I gotta keep my weight up
But who will lean if I fall? But never mind, I'm fly, you know
Okay let's get past all the swag trapping and fashion talking
You want that take it to gats or keep it in rapping talking
They rapping bars it get embarrassed, it actually happens often
You my son like my last abortion, I'm just laughing off it
I changed rap with fashion four way, yeah I'm that important
You jack my style, she jack me off, and y'all both acting awkward?
Jiggling baby, nah, go ahead bitch
Ain't nothing better than the pretty big forehead bitch
Listen close I got some shit to tell you, motherfuckers get familiar
It's not just model bitches on my genitalia
Did Azalea's from Australia, trips to Venezuela
Cinderella's under my umbrella for different weather
Ella, ella, ay just play it like I didn't tell ya
Niggas taking pictures any time we get together
And hope to fly away one day just like some love birds
Only one word I'm afraid of is the "love" word
More power to you, more power to you my lovely one
What's up bruh? That all depends
With friends like you, who needs friends
Sometimes the best advice is no advice
Especially when it's your advice
Man remember
Your man was on stage dressed like a family member
Man everything basic to Ye Guevara
That means Saint Laurent is my Zara
I remember Rochelle ain't wanna fuck me with the polo
Ay bitch you missed out, hashtag #Fomo
I got one child, one child
But I'm fuckin', fuckin', fuckin' like I'm tryna make four more
They wanna throw me under a white jail
Cause I'm a black man with confidence of a white male
Hallelujah
riding on another plane, my soul in new dimensions
something bout the music, sorta came to my attention
cah the, chords were sounding positive, it triggered this reflection
soul shifting, no fucks given that's the lesson
i was lost inside myself...i hated that it came to this
sat there by the mirror tryna hide from my reflection
it's deceptive
my lines ain't nine to five, i'm writing 24 to 7
but they ain't seem to get that all they're seeing is the best bits
it's tempting
to decypher what i write
on a quest to find some meaning, but i'm living life on nice
to get to lights, i had to cross a couple roads, and so the lines are what i stepped with
and i'm to you, like chequers is to chess b1tch
i'm complex, complex isn't writing, it's depressed shit
my mind is in control, ain't got like no control on mine
....huh
ain't got like no control on mine
they said i couldn't make a tape, that they would play
and i just told em step a side, i'm exercising with this word play
worried bout the likes, but they ain't hearing what this word say
the early gets the worm, and they ain't learning, so they bird prey
if they determine what they like from other guys then they ain't theirs
and all their thoughts, ain't really personal, it's why they like to share them
it's contagious
so much traitors
too much focus on your game playing, tend to make mistakes
they keep forgetting what the game is
saying wait until they land, these man are lost just tryna see
i'm causing crators
see what i can do with these four fingers and a page b1tch
i might need to get a patent
bede done been the greatest and it's blatent
need a payslip, i'm too sick impatient
copy what i'm doing it's defacing
it's defiling it
talking bout the greats, i best be first to make the table looking hydrogen
i used to hate the attention, like a violent kid
but used the stares and climbed with them
remind em this ain't music bout my life, it's my asylum when i'm fighting it
and never needed cosigns, or a ghost to write my lines for them
remember back in school was reading mice and men, now them man looking mice again
yeah they're sat they're looking hopeless
no competition, no devotion
roo told me send it, watch him mix it like a potion
i wanna see the P's no U's so i just tell them i've been loading
this class A my flows dope it's potent, like no joke, been so cold, like J did, i've been J dealing the flows with it
turned the paper to some gold, was bumping alchemist for those shits
fucking up the game since i done crept in it, just focus on the trojan
keeping hold of my emotions
i rarely like to let em out
unless i'm round the guys thats really kept around
i swear that i won't lie just like to try to test em out
i swear these guys ain't even testing me
no keys but always seem to ket around
i'm living life like what it's like if life was like the testament was never found
or never written,
and that's cos i done did it, my religion it's just been a minute
....i'm making 10's on 10's this that ex edition
rapping to myself, i'm like an artist got no exhibition
zoning out like static on your TV
i've been rapping automatic awesome at it, but i'm just so all somatic that they also all can feel me
rhyming like that bitch that's by the shore be, or like talking bout that peter kid, who picked a peck of some shit
on my dumb shit
and you can tell that i've been fighting for my life, cos on the beats you feel the punches
and she ain't talking cos she knows that i could never give a fuck about a dumb b1tch
THE WESTSIDE GUNN REMIX 👑
Kendrick would go crazy on the second part
The sample change at 3:12 FUCK
Fluyo con toda
La potencia
Mi estilo esta pegado
En esta liga callejera
La sefuimos tronando
Como nadie se la espera
Original mi escencia
4:20 olor a llevara
Voy sin miedo a la muerte
Aun que se que ella me observa
Yo girl smell like cheese hit on her feet let her know it's me
what the fuck...what???
+Sam Lotti bars nigga
real shit, i felt that somehow, kinetic shit hahaha @justoisland
This is some wu tang type shit
And I'm a man of my word, that I got nothing at all
So tell me now does it hurt, or is it too late?
I'm a man of my law, I gotta keep my weight up
But who will lean if I fall? But never mind, I'm fly, you know
She the type to seek love and make it everlasting
I'm the type to wake up and say it never happened
I mean I fucked the girl with hella passion
But it's cold how we smashing
Left her sleeping on a separate mattress
I think her body makes for better practice
Good excuse for my absence like "Flacko where your ass been?"
Heard you done with fashion, now yo ass is acting
I'm tripping off the acid, now yo ass is looking massive
This ain't the shit equipped with columns from my reckless swagging
This that dark house party with this record blasting
Rolling spliffs, clique beside me, fingers Liberace
When I seen this bitch in Venice, Tommy and some mean Huaraches
I'm all alone though, mood music makes me bop slower
Trippin' on how I shifted pop culture
Changed Hip-Hop on ya, smoking like a rasta was my pops culture
I be damned if I die sober
I'll be sure to visit Pac for ya
And I'm a man of my word, that I got nothing at all
So tell me now does it hurt, or is it too late?
I'm a man of my law, I gotta keep my weight up
But who will lean if I fall? But never mind, I'm fly, you know
And shout outs my pretty women in the spot tonight
Let em see them fuckin' hands
And for the freaks that love the niggas with the Jeeps
Lex, coupes and the Beamers and the Benz, come again
When my death calls, I pray the Lord accept collect calls
Cause I be playing with these womens like they're sex dolls
Call my Prada prior, cause it's dropping next fall
Don't you short the next ball, my closet like the Met ball
She said, "I just love it when you speak soft-spoken
Up in the magazines with your teeth all golden"
Took the whole year off just to learn to make beats
Dropped the flames on my release and leave the streets all smokin'
That touch your soul music, I get you higher, grab your lighter fluid
Might add a preacher and a choir to it
I speak the father's music, hallelujah
Always Strive & Prosper, stupid
Even Montell can't tell you how he do it
Sit back and watch me do it
And I'm a man of my word, that I got nothing at all
So tell me now does it hurt, or is it too late?
I'm a man of my law, I gotta keep my weight up
But who will lean if I fall? But never mind, I'm fly, you know
Okay let's get past all the swag trapping and fashion talking
You want that take it to gats or keep it in rapping talking
They rapping bars it get embarrassed, it actually happens often
You my son like my last abortion, I'm just laughing off it
I changed rap with fashion four way, yeah I'm that important
You jack my style, she jack me off, and y'all both acting awkward?
Jiggling baby, nah, go ahead bitch
Ain't nothing better than the pretty big forehead bitch
Listen close I got some shit to tell you, motherfuckers get familiar
It's not just model bitches on my genitalia
Did Azalea's from Australia, trips to Venezuela
Cinderella's under my umbrella for different weather
Ella, ella, ay just play it like I didn't tell ya
Niggas taking pictures any time we get together
And hope to fly away one day just like some love birds
Only one word I'm afraid of is the "love" word
More power to you, more power to you my lovely one
What's up bruh? That all depends
With friends like you, who needs friends
Sometimes the best advice is no advice
Especially when it's your advice
Man remember
Your man was on stage dressed like a family member
Man everything basic to Ye Guevara
That means Saint Laurent is my Zara
I remember Rochelle ain't wanna fuck me with the polo
Ay bitch you missed out, hashtag #Fomo
I got one child, one child
But I'm fuckin', fuckin', fuckin' like I'm tryna make four more
They wanna throw me under a white jail
Cause I'm a black man with confidence of a white male
Hallelujah
so lemme hand you a piece of advice
a toxic bitch will always ruin the peace of your mind
keep your head up and be on the grind
determination and dedication will help you beat off the pride
so take your chances and keep rolling the dice
Get the bag and say "fuck the price"
life's a gift and everybody gets their slice
Hook up the homies with nicest waitress
dont wear deodorant all i do is fragrance
Seeing my niggas doing well has me elated
The weed got me intellectually sedated
Keep this up and I'll eventually be brain dead
ahead of the crowd will always make you hated
but the peak is where you'll be rated
Consistency is key to greatness
So unlock the door to know where your fate is
do it continuously till you're the greatest
Then nobody could fuck with you and you'll know that made it
Lately I been battling some serious demons
Slowed down on weed
Money clean like a piss screening
I need god and for this reason
My depression in its 10th season
So ms. Even can you balance out this life I’m seeing
No misleading but I might not make it past this evening
I got a head full of thoughts I deleted
They keep repeating
Can’t keep the peace (in)
(I tried to paint a picture like the mona lisa
(Instead my vision only got me ether)
(Like who gone be the king?
Call me papi cesar
I went to Cali just to cop some pieces
And I ain’t sharing dough
This a private pizza
Thinking that it’s sweet I cock it back and blow yo shit to pieces)
Yo life taken word to Liam neeson)
(Give me a boss bitch
You can keep the diva
(One (a chick) with more flavor then queenlatifah
Whether black or middle eastern
White girl (skin) or Puerto Rican
(Or light skin like Coi lee ray (ree) color
(Or Kimora lee color)
And blow (yo) shit to pieces
(
Fire
this shit is sick bro like actually lol
This is actually pretty good
Sick tune love it
I might have to slap a verse on this
Zero McGurker bruh i wanna hear that
You finished the verse yet 👀
Doom would’ve handled this beat
Rocky did better on this beat than anything doom coulda done
@@cyclark7600 why? This beat is right up dooms ally
@@jonathonsmith8871 Woudlnt have done better than asap
@@cyclark7600 says who? Lots of people think doom is better than asap
if doom had this beat in madvilliany times it would be so S tier
is there a way you could cut out the secound part of the song on rockys 3rd verse and some on kanyes and make that a loop or somthing?
Accept Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior and you will be saved. John 3:16 (share the good news of the gospel around the world!) Have a wonderful rest of your day/night everyone, may the LORD bless you all, and farewell!
......
i bet you don't know me that's what you imaginin
sit back this show is about to have a record blastin
fast forward, these rappers think it got fast in em
when im at these rappers i eat. i don't fast em
represent represtent
too tight for me to get a slice of that apple pie
but im not that type of guy
sittin down being humble is my right
but let me down
cuz one day you gon see me with a damn crown
Need stovegod or boldy on that second part
This is dope bruh
Tony Aiken and future 2000-who cares
That's the third part of the song
The pitch is lower on the original
I know
You went to whosampled.com like everyone else
christian mcgregor damn right
Mi estilo está pegado
Prendido como el fuego
Llevamos el plan acabo
Y se les termina su juego
Así que ten cuidado
Cuando tires alo nuevo
Right on the money dude!
No download link on soundcloud, fix that please
@yeezustakethewheel
How did you dim kanyes vocals at the end??
Let that gun bang
Bullets crossing over high powered salencers
Lives get blown like vapors
Gotta live it right
Cuz u don't know if tonight might be the last day of ur life
So
ouhhh killem
samarra stewart o
dope
What the name of the guy singing in background
Smokey robinson
0:22
Sounds like X factor by L boogie?
bpm?
aye what's your email?
This is dead on right
self destructin on some alpachino
smoke so much weed you'd think I'm doing kemo
nah I'm just getting high with my nigga juls an keno
saying fuck them fools that think they evol
lungs filled with blood from that deagle
next time just don't fuck with people
we just stay smoking minding or own with the smoke just blowin
thoughts in my mind just over loadin
thinking bout these bitches that I'm holdin
I'm not catching feelins it's just funny how my life's unfoldin
couldn't catch shit now hoppin off the whip
with my eyes low
walkin with a dip while I rock slow
see a bad bitch gotta get to know her
I hit her up now she sitting closer
pickin em up then fuck em leave em call me sosa
man I ain't never sober
don't ever need no love but no lonely solider
I got my crew with me and we they laughin off the blunt they blew with me
laughing off these bitches like the weed hit me
I'm laughing cause she fell inlove fuckin with me
flew away like a dove an she live in Whitney
she wake up when I'm gone like are you fuckin kidding
maybe that must be why I'm smilin
crazy Texas rowdy all my boyz out here wildin
lady killin all these bitches an my dick locked an loaded
an I'm feelin so lit weed an pussy that's how I'm coopin
can't have enough ain't no such thing as overdosin
muchas gracias
al señor y a su gracia que me consintió
me saco del queu y me atendio, im so cute
mi bitch de regalo de cumple se puso un diu
wooo!
enemigos cuantos tengo? more then a few
vieron quien llego y temor in a few
las balas caen a quien hizo mal
y ahora tu madre, is so sad
llegaron los peritos
pero nosotros, enteritos
mis amigos son mi todo, son mi familia
permiten que toquen a los suyos gente mas tibia
pero ne, perdona si no te la perdone
quiero venganza el dolor sigue no se ve ni con percocet
ah el arma ya no la tengo set
ya no hay agua bendita ahora que tengo sed
Mind if I use this? I'll give credit, thanks in advance :)
No
No
No
No
yo soundcloud link is dead my nigga :/
What's the makes the sound
samarra stewart its singing
im acknowledging the greats going thur my krates full of recordz Burning down an 8th breaking nugs i n my plate Choppa lifting off mayday i get high....Just 2 get by dont ponder ask why....I gets it kloudy when i roll up spark no lights needed, I smoke in the dark. $ubmit Kingz.
No
if anyone interested the sample is Smoky Robinson and the Miracles-much better off
sample name?
+VL Barbosa www.whosampled.com/A$AP-Rocky/Jukebox-Joints/ check it bruh
much better off
And I'm a man of my word, that I got nothing at all
So tell me now does it hurt, or is it too late?
I'm a man of my law, I gotta keep my weight up
But who will lean if I fall? But never mind, I'm fly, you know
She the type to seek love and make it everlasting
I'm the type to wake up and say you're never having
I mean I fucked the girl with hella passion
But it's cold how we smashing
Left her sleeping on a separate mattress
I think her body makes for better practice
Good excuse for my absence like "Flacko where your ass been?"
Heard you done with fashion, now yo ass is acting
I'm tripping off the acid, now yo ass is looking massive
This ain't the shit equipped with columns from my reckless swagging
This that dark house party with this record blasting
Rolling spliffs, clique beside me, fingers Liberace
When I seen this bitch in Venice, Tommy and some mean Huaraches
I'm all alone though, mood music makes me bop slower
Trippin' on how I shifted pop culture
Changed Hip-Hop on ya, smoking like a rasta was my pops culture
I be damned if I die sober
I'll be sure to visit Pac for ya
And I'm a man of my word, that I got nothing at all
So tell me now does it hurt, or is it too late?
I'm a man of my law, I gotta keep my weight up
But who will lean if I fall? But never mind, I'm fly, you know
And shout outs my pretty women in the spot tonight
Let em see them fuckin' hands
And for the freaks that love the niggas with the Jeeps
Lex, coupes and the Beamers and the Benz, come again
When my death calls, I pray the Lord accept collect calls
Cause I be playing with these womens like they're sex dolls
Call my Prada prior, cause it's dropping next fall
Don't you short the next ball, my closet like the Met ball
She said, "I just love it when you speak soft-spoken
Up in the magazines with your teeth all golden"
Took the whole year off just to learn to make beats
Dropped the flames on my release and leave the streets all smokin'
That touch your soul music, I get you higher, grab your lighter fluid
Might add a preacher and a choir to it
I speak the father's music, hallelujah
Always Strive & Prosper, stupid
Even Montell can't tell you how he do it
Sit back and watch me do it
And I'm a man of my word, that I got nothing at all
So tell me now does it hurt, or is it too late?
I'm a man of my law, I gotta keep my weight up
But who will lean if I fall? But never mind, I'm fly, you know
Okay let's get past all the swag trapping and fashion talking
You want that take it to gats or keep it in rapping talking
They rapping bars it get embarrassed, it actually happens often
You my son like my last abortion, I'm just laughing off it
I changed rap with fashion four way, yeah I'm that important
You jack my style, she jack me off, and y'all both acting awkward?
Jiggling baby, nah, go ahead bitch
Ain't nothing better than the pretty big forehead bitch
Listen close I got some shit to tell you, motherfuckers get familliar
It's not just model bitches on my genitalia
Did Azalea's from Australia, trips to Venezuela
Cinderella's under my umbrella for different weather
Ella, ella, ay just play it like I didn't tell ya
Niggas taking pictures any time we get together
And hope to fly away one day just like some love birds
Only one word I'm afraid of is the "love" word
More power to you, more power to you my lovely one
More power to you, more power to you my lonely one
More power to you, more power to you my lovely one
What's up bruh? That all depends
With friends like you, who needs friends
Sometimes the best advice is no advice
Especially when it's your advice
Man remember
Your man was on stage dressed like a family member
Man everything basic to Ye Guevara
That means Saint Laurent is my Zara
I remember Rochelle ain't wanna fuck me with the polo
Ay bitch you missed out, hashtag #Fomo
I got one child, one child
But I'm fuckin', fuckin', fuckin' like I'm tryna make four more
They wanna throw me under a white jail
Cause I'm a black man with confidence of a white male
Hallelujah
4:18
3:11
This is my favorite part
4:44
3:13