I remember when I first heard this song, I immediately look through the credits to see who produced it, and that was the first time I knew of the name Kanye West. Still get chills off this two decades later.
This beat is beautiful!! I usto listen to this song all the time back when I was in High school!! I felt like I was going through the same thing jayz was going through in this song.
Mesma rotina Abra as Cortinas mentiras atrás de telas que brilha Coisas reais só me inspira, bela monotonia Sentimento verdadeiro é o que me alivia As vzs n dar pra fugir do ciclo Meu espírito continua a rugir Como explico vou terminar rico Sugir Sendo lírico mas será q consigo Sigo nós conformes Não me conformando com o mínimo Curtindo a sensação foda-se a razão eu n to seu raciocínio Cansado das distração que so leva ao declínio Procurando ponto de equilíbrio Eu n conto em quem confio Eu n aponto dedo só puxo gatilho. Guerra lá fora Droga na escola Coroa ora enquanto filho chora Uma leoa mas isso é outra história
Now as I walk into the studio, to do this with Jig' I got a phone call from one of my n**s Said my homeboy Reek, he just lost one of his kids And when I heard that I just broke into tears And see in the second hand; you don't really know how this is But when it hits that close to home you feel the pain at the crib So I called mine, and saddened my wife with the bad news Now we both depressed, countin our blessings cause Brad's two Prayin for young souls to laugh at life through the stars Lovin your kids just like you was ours And I'm hurtin for you dog; but ain't nobody pain is like yours I just know that heaven'll open these doors And ain't no bright side to losin life; but you can view it like this God's got open hands homey, he in the midst.. of good company Who loves all and hates not one And one day you gon' be wit your son I could've rapped about my hard times on this song But heaven knows I woulda been wrong I wouldn'ta been right, it wouldn'ta been love It wouldn'ta been life, it wouldn'ta been us This can't be life Man, Scarface's verse in this song is one of my all-time favorite verses, as much as I like Jay-Z and Beanie Sigel's verses, Scarface's verse stood out to me the most
This Is My Favorite Hip-Hop Song - Old School Rap Beats - This Can't Be Life - Shawn Corey Carter JAY-Z Feat Dwight Grant Real Beanie Sigel & Brad Jordan Scarface [Produced By Kanye West] [Year: 2000] [Album: Roc La Familia: The Dynasty]
Why can't I find the real song with the background music anywhere on RUclips? I just bought the download from Amazon, but I can't find it anywhere on here.
Dejo esto claro dónde ya la historia Es lo que a Sido perfecto en este mundo nuestro si sientes que hoy es diferente Deja que las palabras hablen y sea como un padre alguien que solo quiere a nadie
Si amar tan fuerte dime hoy lo que sientes dónde solo están sencillo Cantando con los grillos Si entiendes el sonido de la noche Pues sin hacer voche Deja que tú corazón te diga
Es una historia de amor Si hoy puede ser mejor Así solo quiero ver que significa Amarse y donde solo quise ver El escenario perfecto así será todo esto Dónde veas como un amor de locos Si hoy veo entre mis pensamientos Cómo flores de distintos colores Pero si veo haora lo que siempre Está en ti cosas que compartir venimos y donde siempre.
lf it ain't broken don't fix it l'm not a misfit As long as you know tricks are for kids Straddle the line period Some of us are wicked Not to be confused with defiant Most things are not legit Without any numbing agent Pass those digits All my operations are synergetic Although it's not under terms of operation l plan the topic Stop things that stop it
Si el compartir las miradas dónde veas que todo lo se escribe subiendo cada escalón con lo que sabes que existe Así que no estés triste si son cosas de la estreer
What you know about pain and struggle or selling drugs to your uncle , / or jealous niggas that's pretending they love you , / I was sleep though thunder storms and getting soaked in them puddles , /
I know about the pain and the struggle ..had to keep my circle tight just like a huddle …had to keep focused ..niggas do the most and sometimes it just be about the money or the hoes…but I don’t lose hope we gonna get there one day …we can’t act on our pride that results in gunplay …we all under the same sun raise…life is vast and fast so f the bull let’s get paid
Forced to HUSTLE We didn't choose the STRUGGLE STRUGGLE chose US Now we GROWN UP Watched Fiends take hits and THROW UP Selling crack on the 5th FLOOR Piss POOR Get it how you LIVE We gotta feed the KIDS It IS , what it IS So it ain't, what it AIN'T Going hard in the PAINT To a hitter in the GRAVE What you know about PAIN? We came up the hard WAY Done caused too much HEARTACHE In deep waters - swimming where sharks STAY FAKES become CASTAWAYS....... BLAST the TREY FAST & PRAY....
Sitting A cell Like (This can't be life ) Killa Kill Killa Say A well Known Dealer Heart Full pain N den turnt him To a killa (This can't be life ) Watch life get Realer
Lyrics Listen Main results She's a part time A part time Part time She's a (part time mutha) A part time A part time Part time She's a (part time mutha) Meet cindi, she's twenty-two, lives right on the dope track Used to be fat now weighs less than a tic-tac Now what's that say about, this big epidemic This hypocritical world, and the people in it Now speaking of in it cindi loved to get buckwild Fuck with a smile single file she'll bust nuff styles That would be cool, if she was your lover But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend mother Welfare checks never stepped through the front door Cuz moms would run to the dopeman once more All those days, had me fiending for a hot meal Now i'm a crook, got steel, i do not feel So don't even trip, when i flip, with my thirty-eight Revenge is a bitch, and my hit shake the murder rate Word to the mutha, i'm touched When moms come by, niggaz hush or get rushed Maybe one day she'll recover But what will it take, to shake, or break My part time mutha I gotta live with a part time A part time A part time She's a (part time mutha) A part time A part time She's a (part time mutha) I grew up in a home where no-one liked me Moms would hit the pipe, everynight, she would fight me Poppa was a nasty old man, like the rest He's feeling on my chest, with his hand in my dress Just another pest, and yes i was nervous Blood sensor tests, i just don't deserve this I wanna tell mom, but would she listen She's bound to be bitchin if she hasn't got a fix in So... now i lay me down to sleep Lord don't let him rape me If he does my soul to keep Don't let the devil take me Can't concentrate i contemplate in my classroom Thinkin how my step dad, raped me in the bathroom Every day i make class, and yet i'm missing periods The thought of pregnancy is in my head and now i'm fearing it I gotta tell mom, before she sees me I told her how he g'd me, and she didn't believe me Callin me a slut cuz my butt's kinda big so Still that ain't no way to be talkin to your kids though I can't believe the way you call it Gotta believe in him, and dissin her own daughter Time for me to break and find another That's when i discovered The ways of the days of a part time mutha I got a part time A part time A part time She's a (part time mutha) Part time A part time A part time mutha She's a (part time mutha) I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her She blushed, the clothes came off, and i bust her I'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block Here, take a cab, thanks a lot for the cot She's gone, and i'm thinkin that my game's so strong Pat myself on the back and move on Is this just how it is hell no Cuz she came back with the kid and yo I been payin ever since The clothes the food the cars and oh the rent All of my time gets spent at the workplace No time to kiss her got me list in the first place So i do the dishes and clean the floor When i sleep i can't dream nomore Oh no... now i'm a part time mutha And i, change the diapers and clean the shit The tables are turned i can't take this Oh no... now i'm a part time mutha A part time A part time mutha Now i'm a part time mutha I'm a (part time mutha) A part time A part time Part time Now i'ma (part time mutha) She's a part time A part time mutha He's a part time mutha She's a (part time mutha) A part time A part time A part time Part time mutha A part time A part time mutha Pa-pa-pa-part time
It looses it's focus a little by the third verse but it's so deep...very powerful...very sad it hurts to hear it but I rapped it to this beat and it was dope...I like how the tables turned on it too
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Kanye’s beats are fucking timeless man
Facts
This beat by ye is crazy
This beat is timeless.
Kanye is one of the best rap producers of all time.
true
Harold Melvin & The Bluenotes - I Miss You (1972)
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Definitely is! Wow.
I remember when I first heard this song, I immediately look through the credits to see who produced it, and that was the first time I knew of the name Kanye West. Still get chills off this two decades later.
Kanye and RZA the BEST at sampling and keeping the vocals on the beat 🔥
This reminds me of Brooklyn East New York...
This beat is beautiful!! I usto listen to this song all the time back when I was in High school!! I felt like I was going through the same thing jayz was going through in this song.
Amazing!!! Beat!!! It still sounds great!!! 👍👍
finally somebody got the real beat thank you!!
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Waiting years for this lol
It’s a loop from the end of the beat still dope tho 🔥
Absolutely amazing
This beat is fire 🔥
the resurgence of the soul sound
Smh.......This Beat Is Has Been The Only Reason I Bought This Album Back In 2002🙌🏾👍🏾💪🏾
Kanye moment
Kayne west beat I love
“Look imma tell you one time I’m here to make history” Potter Payper
J. Cole on this instrumental would be bananas 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
Now go listen to Harold Melvin and the bluenotes - I miss you
Kanye on the beat 🪘
Mesma rotina
Abra as Cortinas mentiras atrás de telas que brilha
Coisas reais só me inspira, bela monotonia
Sentimento verdadeiro é o que me alivia
As vzs n dar pra fugir do ciclo
Meu espírito continua a rugir
Como explico vou terminar rico
Sugir Sendo lírico
mas será q consigo
Sigo nós conformes
Não me conformando com o mínimo
Curtindo a sensação foda-se a razão eu n to seu raciocínio
Cansado das distração que so leva ao declínio
Procurando ponto de equilíbrio
Eu n conto em quem confio
Eu n aponto dedo só puxo gatilho.
Guerra lá fora
Droga na escola
Coroa ora enquanto filho chora
Uma leoa mas isso é outra história
My boi way to drop them bars
This is FIRE
Now as I walk into the studio, to do this with Jig'
I got a phone call from one of my n**s
Said my homeboy Reek, he just lost one of his kids
And when I heard that I just broke into tears
And see in the second hand; you don't really know how this is
But when it hits that close to home you feel the pain at the crib
So I called mine, and saddened my wife with the bad news
Now we both depressed, countin our blessings cause Brad's two
Prayin for young souls to laugh at life through the stars
Lovin your kids just like you was ours
And I'm hurtin for you dog; but ain't nobody pain is like yours
I just know that heaven'll open these doors
And ain't no bright side to losin life; but you can view it like this
God's got open hands homey, he in the midst.. of good company
Who loves all and hates not one
And one day you gon' be wit your son
I could've rapped about my hard times on this song
But heaven knows I woulda been wrong
I wouldn'ta been right, it wouldn'ta been love
It wouldn'ta been life, it wouldn'ta been us
This can't be life
Man, Scarface's verse in this song is one of my all-time favorite verses, as much as I like Jay-Z and Beanie Sigel's verses, Scarface's verse stood out to me the most
This Is My Favorite Hip-Hop Song - Old School Rap Beats - This Can't Be Life - Shawn Corey Carter JAY-Z Feat Dwight Grant Real Beanie Sigel & Brad Jordan Scarface [Produced By Kanye West] [Year: 2000] [Album: Roc La Familia: The Dynasty]
Let the roots I grew up on show up under like the sun nappy roots clean cut shave
I was just browsing the comments to see if anybody gave face his props...boy still managed to big homie Jay and beans on here right!?
Why can't I find the real song with the background music anywhere on RUclips? I just bought the download from Amazon, but I can't find it anywhere on here.
Dejo esto claro dónde ya la historia
Es lo que a Sido perfecto en este mundo nuestro si sientes que hoy es diferente
Deja que las palabras hablen y sea como un padre alguien que solo quiere a nadie
Si amar tan fuerte dime hoy lo que sientes dónde solo están sencillo
Cantando con los grillos
Si entiendes el sonido de la noche
Pues sin hacer voche
Deja que tú corazón te diga
Sample -Teddy Pendergrass “I Miss You”
It's actually Harold Melvin
@@yeeyeekaree1107 I stand corrected
He also used the drum line from Xxplosive
Es una historia de amor
Si hoy puede ser mejor
Así solo quiero ver que significa
Amarse y donde solo quise ver
El escenario perfecto así será todo esto
Dónde veas como un amor de locos
Si hoy veo entre mis pensamientos
Cómo flores de distintos colores
Pero si veo haora lo que siempre
Está en ti cosas que compartir venimos y donde siempre.
lf it ain't broken don't fix it
l'm not a misfit
As long as you know tricks are for kids
Straddle the line period
Some of us are wicked
Not to be confused with defiant
Most things are not legit
Without any numbing agent
Pass those digits
All my operations are synergetic
Although it's not under terms of operation
l plan the topic
Stop things that stop it
Si el compartir las miradas dónde veas que todo lo se escribe subiendo cada escalón con lo que sabes que existe
Así que no estés triste si son cosas de la estreer
POTTER PAYPER🔥
Lauryn hill would’ve destroyed this track if she had a verse
Someone put Kanye’s first verse from through the wire on here
What you know about pain and struggle or selling drugs to your uncle , / or jealous niggas that's pretending they love you , / I was sleep though thunder storms and getting soaked in them puddles , /
I know about the pain and the struggle ..had to keep my circle tight just like a huddle …had to keep focused ..niggas do the most and sometimes it just be about the money or the hoes…but I don’t lose hope we gonna get there one day …we can’t act on our pride that results in gunplay …we all under the same sun raise…life is vast and fast so f the bull let’s get paid
Forced to HUSTLE
We didn't choose the STRUGGLE
STRUGGLE chose US
Now we GROWN UP
Watched Fiends take hits and THROW UP
Selling crack on the 5th FLOOR
Piss POOR
Get it how you LIVE
We gotta feed the KIDS
It IS , what it IS
So it ain't, what it AIN'T
Going hard in the PAINT
To a hitter in the GRAVE
What you know about PAIN?
We came up the hard WAY
Done caused too much HEARTACHE
In deep waters - swimming where sharks STAY
FAKES become CASTAWAYS.......
BLAST the TREY
FAST & PRAY....
Ye would have never been the legend he is to this day if he wasn’t producing for Jay-Z
s/o Teddy Pendergrass
Harold Melvin
Sherades
Mr West
0:01 Its willie b on da microphone im in the zone something like a laser focused government drone, when im on da mike you gone be nodding ya dome
hard
Sitting
A cell
Like
(This can't be life )
Killa
Kill
Killa
Say
A well
Known
Dealer
Heart
Full pain
N den turnt him
To a killa
(This can't be life )
Watch life get
Realer
Company formate roll it up the back big
No clue how ye made this and expected a simple jay verse
fuk illuminatti
Lyrics
Listen
Main results
She's a part time
A part time
Part time
She's a (part time mutha)
A part time
A part time
Part time
She's a (part time mutha)
Meet cindi, she's twenty-two, lives right on the dope track
Used to be fat now weighs less than a tic-tac
Now what's that say about, this big epidemic
This hypocritical world, and the people in it
Now speaking of in it cindi loved to get buckwild
Fuck with a smile single file she'll bust nuff styles
That would be cool, if she was your lover
But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend mother
Welfare checks never stepped through the front door
Cuz moms would run to the dopeman once more
All those days, had me fiending for a hot meal
Now i'm a crook, got steel, i do not feel
So don't even trip, when i flip, with my thirty-eight
Revenge is a bitch, and my hit shake the murder rate
Word to the mutha, i'm touched
When moms come by, niggaz hush or get rushed
Maybe one day she'll recover
But what will it take, to shake, or break
My part time mutha
I gotta live with a part time
A part time
A part time
She's a (part time mutha)
A part time
A part time
She's a (part time mutha)
I grew up in a home where no-one liked me
Moms would hit the pipe, everynight, she would fight me
Poppa was a nasty old man, like the rest
He's feeling on my chest, with his hand in my dress
Just another pest, and yes i was nervous
Blood sensor tests, i just don't deserve this
I wanna tell mom, but would she listen
She's bound to be bitchin if she hasn't got a fix in
So... now i lay me down to sleep
Lord don't let him rape me
If he does my soul to keep
Don't let the devil take me
Can't concentrate i contemplate in my classroom
Thinkin how my step dad, raped me in the bathroom
Every day i make class, and yet i'm missing periods
The thought of pregnancy is in my head and now i'm fearing it
I gotta tell mom, before she sees me
I told her how he g'd me, and she didn't believe me
Callin me a slut cuz my butt's kinda big so
Still that ain't no way to be talkin to your kids though
I can't believe the way you call it
Gotta believe in him, and dissin her own daughter
Time for me to break and find another
That's when i discovered
The ways of the days of a part time mutha
I got a part time
A part time
A part time
She's a (part time mutha)
Part time
A part time
A part time mutha
She's a (part time mutha)
I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her
She blushed, the clothes came off, and i bust her
I'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block
Here, take a cab, thanks a lot for the cot
She's gone, and i'm thinkin that my game's so strong
Pat myself on the back and move on
Is this just how it is hell no
Cuz she came back with the kid and yo
I been payin ever since
The clothes the food the cars and oh the rent
All of my time gets spent at the workplace
No time to kiss her got me list in the first place
So i do the dishes and clean the floor
When i sleep i can't dream nomore
Oh no... now i'm a part time mutha
And i, change the diapers and clean the shit
The tables are turned i can't take this
Oh no... now i'm a part time mutha
A part time
A part time mutha
Now i'm a part time mutha
I'm a (part time mutha)
A part time
A part time
Part time
Now i'ma (part time mutha)
She's a part time
A part time mutha
He's a part time mutha
She's a (part time mutha)
A part time
A part time
A part time
Part time mutha
A part time
A part time mutha
Pa-pa-pa-part time
It looses it's focus a little by the third verse but it's so deep...very powerful...very sad it hurts to hear it but I rapped it to this beat and it was dope...I like how the tables turned on it too
Good job damn...kinda hard to shake the sadness if it..do you have it recorded?
@@Twiggsthetitan The lyrics are from a 2pac song called part time mutha
@@dafuq865 oh wow...good reminder I'm not as familiar with pac's earlier stuff than I like to act like I am
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