ahhhh man i was in the 9th grade when this dropped,my brother had the score on cd and i would sneak in his room and play when he was sleep aww man the memories.
Maaaan I can relate, my older sister had a two stacks of cds and mixtapes I used to sneak in her room while she was at work at listen to them 😂 memories will never forget
when i hear this beat it gives me serious chills... had this album bumping in my house when i was six years old.. was the first hip-hop album i ever listened to, and to this day remains one of my favourite... this shit is just the realest hip hop
@@lieutenant7884 “old school” is one of the most misused terms on the internet when categorizing hip hop music. “Old School” is a term for the 70’s and 80s era hip hop with the 90s being considered the “golden era”.
Man that shit is getting old. I listen to the radio very seldom and when I do I have to turn it off, but I also never think about it. It's seriously like you're reminding me of music I don't like or rather why I don't like it.
The Fugees dont care if you show them respect, you're just admitting to the world that youre rhymes are so whack that if you DID write something, it would be seen as an insult to the song.
We used to be number ten Now we're permanent one In the battle lost my finger, mic became my arm Pistol nozzle hits your nasal, blood becomes lukewarm Tell the woman be easy naah squeeze the charmin Test Wyclef, see death flesh get scorned Beat you so bad make you feel like you ain't wanna be born And tell your friends stay the hell out of my lawn Chicken George became dead George stealin' chickens from my farm Damn, another dead pigeon If your mafiosos then I'm bringin' on Haitian Sicilians Nobody's shootin', my body's made of hand grenade Girl bled to death while she was tongue kissing a razor blade That sounds sick maybe one eday I'll write a horror Blackula comes to the ghetto, jacks an Acura Stevie Wonder sees crack babies becoming enemies of their own families What's going on? Armageddon come you know we soon done Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump A boy on the side of Babylon, trying to front like he's down with Mount Zion Ooh la la la It's the way that we rock when we're doing our thang Ooh la la la It's the natural LA that the refugees bring Ooh la la la la la la lalala la lah Sweet thing Yeah in saloons we drink Boone's and battle goons till high noon Bust rap toons on flat spoons, take no shorts like poon poon's See hoochies pop coochies, for Gucci's and Lucci Find me in my Mitsubishi, eatin' sushi, bumpin' fugees Hey hey hey Try to take the crew and we don't play play Say say say Like Paul McCartney, not hardly Oddly enough I can see right through your bluff Niggas huff and they puff but they can't handle us, we bust Cause we fortified, I could never hide, seen "Cooley high" Cried when Cochise died I'm twisted, black listed by some other negroes Don ha ha, 't remove my Polos on the first episode Ha ha you shouldn't diss refugees, and Ha ha ha ha, you whole sound set's bootie , and Ha ha ha ha, you have to respect Jersey, 'cause I'm superfly when I'm super-high on the fu-gee-la Ooh la la la It's the way that we rock when we're doing our thang Ooh la la la It's the natural LA that the refugees bring Ooh la la la la la la lalala la lah Sweet thing I sit ninety degrees underneath palm trees Smokin' beadies as I burn my calories Brooklyn roof tops become Brooklyn tee-pees Who that be, enemies, wanna see the death of me From Hawaii to Hawthorne, I run marathons, like Buju Banton, I'm a true champion, like Farakkhan reads his daily Qu'ran it's a phenomenon lyrics fast like Ramadan What's goin' on Armageddon come you know we soon done Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump A boy on the side of Babylon, trying to front like he's down with Mount Zion What's goin' on Armageddon come you know we soon done Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump A boy on the side of babylon, trying to front like he's down with Mount Zion Ooh la la la It's the way that we rock when we're doing our thang Ooh la la la It's the natural LA that the Refugees Bring Ooh la la la la la la lalala la lah, Sweet thing Ooh la la la It's the way that we rock when we're doing our thang Ooh la la la It's the natural LA that the refugees bring Ooh la la la la la la lalala la lah, sweet thing
thats how i live my life smoking the resin gettin the last bit i throw the grass in the middle to roll the last spliff i get the last hit i make the last kick strolling out tha middle of tha street feelin fantastic the sun is hit me im coming on a flow like i gotta go dis like old days pissin in cheerios i feel good we all loose like some kids playing duck duck goose by the city hoops
how this sample was chopped is upsetting that not a lot of people realise how clever it is....this isnt just your (will smith) looping, going on with these samples
The main melody sample is from "If Loving You Is Wrong, I Don't Want To Be Right" by Ramsey Lewis. The Ooh La La singing is from "Ooo La La La" by Teena Marie. If you ever need to find what samples have been used, just visit whosampled.com which will show you what sample at what time is used and who made it, etc.
1st.verse.🎙🎶Yo, like wyclef In battle lost my fingers Ritchie Valens 🧏🏻♂️one of my favorite singers always respect ✊🏼 ALL seniors👴🏻Y👁u shouldn’t diss Refugees 👈🏼Mike Jackson said I can’t Hate nobody we need love everybody including the Chinese🤷🏼If YE Believe in God🙏 help them please we Run 🏃🏻♂️ marathons smoothly to burn 🔥 calories
Child of the Sun, guerilla tactics is the means by which I get things done, A young Sun Tzu taking my enemies soul like Shang Tsung, I swear I be the truth like a new age KRS One and I do what I gotta do if it gotta be done, I spit something light for your mind just to enlighten your mind and I walk tight on that line just to stay out the bind, I am Supreme Naeem and I come with the scheme so if you rock with me we can live out our dreams...
my mind looses thought when i spit to this beat, lifting my psyche with my third eye complete, i rip mc’s with my deadly flow, blowin smoke to put my fuckin mind to ease, i pick the game up with my mental feats, like my bitches that put out and not to tease, whippin with the OGs makin cream, smokin that wyclef and spitin like the Fugees, i enter and proceed to take it all for me, my crew comin through deeper than Wu, look into my eyes and witness voodoo, my words can bring down the mightiest mcees, watch me go as i attack your stronghold, I’m twisted i make my words flow in constant rhythm, i step back and watch your world burn, I got the game on lock because I’m the master, test caio see that death flesh get scorned, your a fool don’t try and test me, my enemies from the past are already buried , I’m a class A Benz your a class D Fiat motha fucka
just a response, to the foolish. im wicked.. skate through the streets. s.t.v where i kick it.\love strollin by nd hear shout outs for kick flips. i kick it, like i rip the mic. my words kinda cleva but this beat is tight. some people r worried as they go through life, i just tell em, live in the NOW nd feel the light. the less u worry, the more ull like. use to freak out all day til i touched the pipe. now im saved for life. the green gave me more the love nd life. it open me up to a new light
As I take notes From the smotes Of reality Tryin' to better my mentality Reality Is a tainted dream it seems Everywhere I go Im marked like zorro 3 strikes and I'm goin' fourscore too sore Cuz I ain't heal the pain That society dwelled within The hearts of men Turned black as coal soul Gone like Blackheart Its never to late to start over never sober Drunk on wisdom Take another sip of Jamaican rum Thoughts go numb For a second then idea Speaks to my braincell Intellect reciting what I recollect From philosophies and anthropologies Sayin' they sorry But still no apologies Strategize every move I make shake The demons Lurking When I recite I make mountains Tremble like earthquake No sake From the elite They ain't never satisfied Collide with the forces of evil The evil that men do Stuck on ya more confusin' As ju jitsu Brazilian millions Of civilians Lost in the cold world Diamonds and the pearls While little boys and girls Learn to be grown ups young Hung Out on the street takin each Right and flip to wrong Listen to the worlds of the song Improvise if ya hittin bong Vibrating ya mind With sounds of a gong O ooooo lalala
Im 31 years old and to me this is what hiphop is all about. Grew up listening this music because of my older sisters and still this beat gives me goosebumps❤
He got shot in the woods and farted/ So hard... it left, his cheeks parted/ Needless to say... he's departed/ But the estate he would leave, got the beef started/ Daughter sucked judge for weeks and freaked on him/ Tryin to get the claim and property deed on it/ "Well sorry, but that's not, up to me darlin!"/ His son forging signatures, ducking police departments/ High on roxy's/ he already got a half mil from deposit boxes/ Ex-wife/Step-mom was watchin, clockin/ on the other side of the lot, parkin/ All in the darkness/ for one of his offspring to get caught larking/ she had her mark/ and her largre grin showed she knows the target...
Cats claim to carry more weight than Jupiter's gravity/I call out their fallacies with the capacity of a Sadducees/then watch em' burn from the palace of the papacy/because Francis and I roll tighter than tapestry/While you're passin' me in a state of denial/I'll deflect your Heat and defect 23 back like Ohio/I'm so vile/from the notepad or the Vaio/desktop, tablet or even freestyle
eventually the ecstasy is too much intensity. the methbombs and pipez leave ya brain wiped and messy b. ignore the treachery and beef up in the SMC. just sit back relax, and pour some more hennessy. Rock the night heavily, Drop a blot of LSD. who needs spinal fluid? say screw it nigga let me be. rhymes so deadly, the mic i rock gently. watch where you step, ya might find ya head with led, g. just playin neva sprayed a gat. neva played wit crack, 2 cleva for all of that.
Old school New school need to learn doe, E burn baby like disco inferno, or like a Sterno, I keep it hot, blow the pot n give it all I got, so all u herbs know. E's spectualr, the track dracula,
I dig some of the lines you write Ant, they fit the beat well like your philisophical like heiroglyphics spit, but more than that they read alright, most dudes rhymes read shit but I enjoy your verses man big-ups, I look for inspiration not to byte dog, Peace.
No NetFlix, But i I've Seen, Stranger Things From the Devils Tricks, Down, to the Angels Wings King Saul, in the Desert, With his Tambourine ...Tunnel Vision in My Scope, like a Damn Marine Its some Things, Going on, that i Cant Believe Got Some Dreams, Coming Fourth, But i Cant Achieve I Wanna Take a Leave, ....But i Gotta Take Aleeve Things On my Mind, Ach, Need to Let it Bleed I know Some Homies, in My Hood, that a Never Leave Hot Headed, If My Peers, Ever Dared, Pressure Me Especially, When they Say, the Cops, Got a Sketch of Me Moving With the Goonies, in My Hoodie, so Professionally ...With More Stripes, Than a Zebra, or a Referee Its More To Life, when Your Freedom, is a Memory Destroy your Life, Tying to See, a Penitentiary Its no Limits for this Solider, like Master P Until Im Chilling, on My Sofa, Falling, Fast Asleep Just Living, How Im pose To be,... Actually .....If You need Nice Bars, Come and ask for Me i put These Patterns together,.. like a Tapestry Planting Apple Seeds in Brains, that Spring Naturally Rapidly, sporadically, Fast, or Automatically Shatter, Bone Marrow, like Glass, Assault Battery Caught Clarity, from The Past, was No Charity Paradise, Pleasure Or Pain, with No Parody Had to be, a Flash from the Past, When Smoked Heavily Roll Seventy, to the Face, For longevity Arm, Leg, or Leg, or a, Head, its All Pedigree Allegedly,...Clever Than, Most Yall Celebrities Whatever, Floats Boats, or Stroke yalls, Integrity The Sun, Moon, and Stars, these Gates, are All Heavenly
Bars are bad brother.....let me tell u summin nah fuck mans talking shit, arm pits in his face what u expect him ta say, mouth full of hay get boxed on road like a little stray, fat gay get slapped n in me hand an ash tray....one time one time
ahhhh man i was in the 9th grade when this dropped,my brother had the score on cd and i would sneak in his room and play when he was sleep aww man the memories.
These Words show age ❤️💯
Maaaan I can relate, my older sister had a two stacks of cds and mixtapes I used to sneak in her room while she was at work at listen to them 😂 memories will never forget
when i hear this beat it gives me serious chills... had this album bumping in my house when i was six years old.. was the first hip-hop album i ever listened to, and to this day remains one of my favourite... this shit is just the realest hip hop
Funked me up hearing this on an event speaker, felt like I was cheated. The knock...Oooohemmmgeee!!! Dis joint nuts!!!
U can tell this was RZA influenced
One of THEE nicest beats.
FUCK YOU
What are the other two?
@@joeyhuey8340 Who took the jam out of your doughnut?
@@daelen.cclark First I read "three", too.😅
One of the best beats of all time especially in 90's rap.
One of the nicest beats to come from that DECADE during the Golden yrs of hiphop.
Sounds like some grimey ass boom-bap. Love it.
What happened to the word “oldschool” 🤦🏽♂️
@@lieutenant7884 “old school” is one of the most misused terms on the internet when categorizing hip hop music. “Old School” is a term for the 70’s and 80s era hip hop with the 90s being considered the “golden era”.
@@grinchoi1 I’ll start saying that then. I like that better
@@lieutenant7884 respect to you bro
First time listening to pure instrumentals of this track 😳😳😭😭 This is too dope 🙆🏻♂️🙆🏻♂️
All props is due to Salaam Remi.
uh lalallallala
@ abobjenkins Sounds delicious..
Daekwon Da Prophet Salaam Remi is truly an unsung producer in Hip Hop. He made a bunch of classic records
Daekwon Da Prophet knew o recognized those sounds
Like no pain no game salaam remi remix , just fabulous
Beat is one of the tuffest in HipHop history...the beat is just...Perfect!!
13 years ago, hope you did well! 🙏
Serious Hip Hop Classic right here they don't make em like this to much these days. Keep real Hip Hop alive represent to the fullest.
biggie wouldve snapped on this shit!
OMG!!!! biggie would
Imagine the zoot that was blazed the second this masterpiece was finished
Can't believe Fat Joe turned this beat down first. Wow!!!
Ummmm...yes he was. Fat Joe was probably 2 albums deep by the time The Score came out sport.
+CLEAR TRUTH anytime brother
True but I feel like I could hear Big Pun on this beat.
Korey Burns same
I just git schooled!
One of the best beats ever
Love this beat !
Samples Ramsey Lewis, and interpolates Ooh-La-La-La performed by Teena Marie.
love these 90s music take me back to this time
This beat is hot!! ....and so are you, Black Queen.
ShaChristan Hollins square biznezz
blufuck u
I was poor af. But I miss my friends from those days. Rip.
True Hip-Hop B4 the madness took over.
Great instrumental!
This beat makes me think of walking through a tropical rain forest..
My young adulthood reminisces about this beat.
Towards my disappointment, I don't know who Salaam Remi is, and I sincerely don't care, because...
I love him.
Great instrumental!
I love the way the beat cuts-up between 2:26 - 2:33 (at the start of the 3rd verse of the song).
"that's the way that we rock when we doin our thang!"
Man that shit is getting old. I listen to the radio very seldom and when I do I have to turn it off, but I also never think about it. It's seriously like you're reminding me of music I don't like or rather why I don't like it.
you can still hear the ooh La La La if you listen Close :D lovely
Nadeche Pyka probably, but you could also still hear the sample from a song performed by Jazz musiciansist "Ramsey Lewis".
the sound effects go smooth with the drums "Real Talk"
Tropical Ghetto. This beat is screaming Jamaica and I love it.
I see Bolivia/Peru somewhere in mountains
Jamaica we have a bobsled team!😁
this is crazy good honestly, love it !
I can never rhyme over this, I mean I can, but I won't out of respect.
Albert Perez lol I feel you
stfu.
The Fugees dont care if you show them respect, you're just admitting to the world that youre rhymes are so whack that if you DID write something, it would be seen as an insult to the song.
That's a really cool response!
Albert Perez good cause you suck lol
this beat needs serious love
Who disliked this?one of the hardest beats...
We used to be number ten
Now we're permanent one
In the battle lost my finger, mic became my arm
Pistol nozzle hits your nasal, blood becomes lukewarm
Tell the woman be easy naah squeeze the charmin
Test Wyclef, see death flesh get scorned
Beat you so bad make you feel like you ain't wanna be born
And tell your friends stay the hell out of my lawn
Chicken George became dead George stealin' chickens from my farm
Damn, another dead pigeon
If your mafiosos then I'm bringin' on Haitian Sicilians
Nobody's shootin', my body's made of hand grenade
Girl bled to death while she was tongue kissing a razor blade
That sounds sick maybe one eday I'll write a horror
Blackula comes to the ghetto, jacks an Acura
Stevie Wonder sees crack babies becoming enemies of their own families
What's going on?
Armageddon come you know we soon done
Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump
A boy on the side of Babylon, trying to front like he's down with
Mount Zion
Ooh la la la
It's the way that we rock when we're doing our thang
Ooh la la la
It's the natural LA that the refugees bring
Ooh la la la la la la lalala la lah
Sweet thing
Yeah in saloons we drink Boone's and battle goons till high noon
Bust rap toons on flat spoons, take no shorts like poon poon's
See hoochies pop coochies, for Gucci's and Lucci
Find me in my Mitsubishi, eatin' sushi, bumpin' fugees
Hey hey hey
Try to take the crew and we don't play play
Say say say
Like Paul McCartney, not hardly
Oddly enough
I can see right through your bluff
Niggas huff and they puff but they can't handle us, we bust
Cause we fortified, I could never hide, seen "Cooley high"
Cried when Cochise died
I'm twisted, black listed by some other negroes
Don ha ha, 't remove my Polos on the first episode
Ha ha you shouldn't diss refugees, and
Ha ha ha ha, you whole sound set's bootie , and
Ha ha ha ha, you have to respect Jersey, 'cause I'm superfly when
I'm super-high on the fu-gee-la
Ooh la la la
It's the way that we rock when we're doing our thang
Ooh la la la
It's the natural LA that the refugees bring
Ooh la la la la la la lalala la lah
Sweet thing
I sit ninety degrees underneath palm trees
Smokin' beadies as I burn my calories
Brooklyn roof tops become Brooklyn tee-pees
Who that be, enemies, wanna see the death of me
From Hawaii to Hawthorne, I run marathons, like
Buju Banton, I'm a true champion, like
Farakkhan reads his daily Qu'ran it's a phenomenon
lyrics fast like Ramadan
What's goin' on
Armageddon come you know we soon done
Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump
A boy on the side of Babylon, trying to front like he's down with
Mount Zion
What's goin' on
Armageddon come you know we soon done
Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump
A boy on the side of babylon, trying to front like he's down with
Mount Zion
Ooh la la la
It's the way that we rock when we're doing our thang
Ooh la la la
It's the natural LA that the Refugees Bring
Ooh la la la la la la lalala la lah, Sweet thing
Ooh la la la
It's the way that we rock when we're doing our thang
Ooh la la la
It's the natural LA that the refugees bring
Ooh la la la la la la lalala la lah, sweet thing
the drums on this are so good
I love this beat
Drums !!!!
My god so fuckin dope
rhis is one of the best beats of all time
Music is like a time capsule
such cool beats...timeless hip hop
12 years ago 😁 just want to say hello
thats how i live my life smoking the resin gettin the last bit
i throw the grass in the middle to roll the last spliff
i get the last hit
i make the last kick
strolling out tha middle of tha street feelin fantastic
the sun is hit me im coming on a flow like i gotta go dis like old days pissin in cheerios
i feel good we all loose like some kids playing duck duck goose by the city hoops
Sick as fucking beat
oh la la la...!!! hip hop aint like it used to be!!!
Sounds like some old school street fighter. Ken Masters walking down the street 💪👍👊
how this sample was chopped is upsetting that not a lot of people realise how clever it is....this isnt just your (will smith) looping, going on with these samples
militaryminded85 where is the sample from ? Cause I was thinking the same thing and came to listen.
The main melody sample is from "If Loving You Is Wrong, I Don't Want To Be Right" by Ramsey Lewis. The Ooh La La singing is from "Ooo La La La" by Teena Marie. If you ever need to find what samples have been used, just visit whosampled.com which will show you what sample at what time is used and who made it, etc.
exactly mad small cuts and transitions
Keeps the main melody pretty much but I see where you’re coming from, he added his twist for sure
Wyvleff said the beat was meant for Fat Joe
1st.verse.🎙🎶Yo, like wyclef In battle lost my fingers Ritchie Valens 🧏🏻♂️one of my favorite singers always respect ✊🏼 ALL seniors👴🏻Y👁u shouldn’t diss Refugees 👈🏼Mike Jackson said I can’t Hate nobody we need love everybody including the Chinese🤷🏼If YE Believe in God🙏 help them please we Run 🏃🏻♂️ marathons smoothly to burn 🔥 calories
Przezajebiaszczy instrumental
Child of the Sun, guerilla tactics is the means by which I get things done, A young Sun Tzu taking my enemies soul like Shang Tsung, I swear I be the truth like a new age KRS One and I do what I gotta do if it gotta be done, I spit something light for your mind just to enlighten your mind and I walk tight on that line just to stay out the bind, I am Supreme Naeem and I come with the scheme so if you rock with me we can live out our dreams...
soundcloud.com/bart-vandijck/grand-mastah-crowsword-accept-my-bed
Still Listening!!! Feb 2023!!!
Instant Classic!
@oOViperrrr6Oo i have my laptop connected to my radio right now and as soon as i played this,the bass shook my whole house lol
my mind looses thought when i spit to this beat, lifting my psyche with my third eye complete, i rip mc’s with my deadly flow, blowin smoke to put my fuckin mind to ease, i pick the game up with my mental feats, like my bitches that put out and not to tease, whippin with the OGs makin cream, smokin that wyclef and spitin like the Fugees, i enter and proceed to take it all for me, my crew comin through deeper than Wu, look into my eyes and witness voodoo, my words can bring down the mightiest mcees, watch me go as i attack your stronghold, I’m twisted i make my words flow in constant rhythm, i step back and watch your world burn, I got the game on lock because I’m the master, test caio see that death flesh get scorned, your a fool don’t try and test me, my enemies from the past are already buried , I’m a class A Benz your a class D Fiat motha fucka
RIP Hip Hop. This was where it was at! Gotta love The Fugees even if your into mainstream Hip Hop or you ain't a fan at all.
lol @ RIP hip hop, but also correct
That 1 train vibe
AMEN !
This beat sounds like a cross between Pete Rock, DJ Premier and DJ Muggs
so beautiful. Thank you internet for making these classics accessible at the click of a button!
sick beat
We used to be number 10.
just a response, to the foolish. im wicked.. skate through the streets. s.t.v where i kick it.\love strollin by nd hear shout outs for kick flips. i kick it, like i rip the mic. my words kinda cleva but this beat is tight. some people r worried as they go through life, i just tell em, live in the NOW nd feel the light. the less u worry, the more ull like. use to freak out all day til i touched the pipe. now im saved for life. the green gave me more the love nd life. it open me up to a new light
DOPE!!
ah, man! 1996
As I take notes
From the smotes
Of reality
Tryin' to better my mentality
Reality
Is a tainted dream it seems
Everywhere I go
Im marked like zorro
3 strikes and I'm goin'
fourscore too sore
Cuz I ain't heal the pain
That society dwelled within
The hearts of men
Turned black as coal soul
Gone like Blackheart
Its never to late to start over never sober
Drunk on wisdom
Take another sip of Jamaican rum
Thoughts go numb
For a second then idea
Speaks to my braincell
Intellect reciting what I recollect
From philosophies and anthropologies
Sayin' they sorry
But still no apologies
Strategize every move I make shake
The demons
Lurking
When I recite I make mountains
Tremble like earthquake
No sake
From the elite
They ain't never satisfied
Collide with the forces of evil
The evil that men do
Stuck on ya more confusin'
As ju jitsu Brazilian millions
Of civilians
Lost in the cold world
Diamonds and the pearls
While little boys and girls
Learn to be grown ups young
Hung
Out on the street takin each
Right and flip to wrong
Listen to the worlds of the song
Improvise if ya hittin bong
Vibrating ya mind
With sounds of a gong
O ooooo lalala
Kishoto Stanback
yea i wasnt trying to but i can
i spit shit more confusin' than Treach infused with Twista
Im 31 years old and to me this is what hiphop is all about. Grew up listening this music because of my older sisters and still this beat gives me goosebumps❤
this beat with rodin, jeru the damaja, mf doom and gza..... only if
He got shot in the woods and farted/
So hard... it left, his cheeks parted/
Needless to say... he's departed/
But the estate he would leave, got the beef started/
Daughter sucked judge for weeks and freaked on him/
Tryin to get the claim and property deed on it/
"Well sorry, but that's not, up to me darlin!"/
His son forging signatures, ducking police departments/
High on roxy's/
he already got a half mil from deposit boxes/
Ex-wife/Step-mom was watchin, clockin/
on the other side of the lot, parkin/
All in the darkness/
for one of his offspring to get caught larking/
she had her mark/
and her largre grin showed she knows the target...
Yeeeeaaaaaa
Cats claim to carry more weight than Jupiter's gravity/I call out their fallacies with the capacity of a Sadducees/then watch em' burn from the palace of the papacy/because Francis and I roll tighter than tapestry/While you're passin' me in a state of denial/I'll deflect your Heat and defect 23 back like Ohio/I'm so vile/from the notepad or the Vaio/desktop, tablet or even freestyle
eventually the ecstasy is too much intensity. the methbombs and pipez leave ya brain wiped and messy b. ignore the treachery and beef up in the SMC. just sit back relax, and pour some more hennessy. Rock the night heavily, Drop a blot of LSD. who needs spinal fluid? say screw it nigga let me be. rhymes so deadly, the mic i rock gently. watch where you step, ya might find ya head with led, g. just playin neva sprayed a gat. neva played wit crack, 2 cleva for all of that.
I could spit some ill shit to this... but it's such a classic... I dare not to.
@Sublimenate94 That was sweeeeeeeeeet! xD
Takes me back...big time. Love this tune
Old school New school
need to learn doe,
E burn baby like disco inferno, or like a Sterno, I keep it hot, blow the pot n give it all I got, so all u herbs know. E's spectualr, the track dracula,
taylor gang ripped this beat up.. its already got like 5 times the number of views as the instrumental itself!
i take it only for underground use.
this fucking guitar got my face twisted up in disgust... smh classic track.
Armageddon come you know we soon done, gun by my side just in case I gotta run, A boy on the side of Babylon tryna front like you down with Mt Zion
Nice the way the melody drops in an around the beat
Furious Stylze anyone?
Choice x Leozin
Tumbs up if youre lookin like a bobblehead to this dope track!
After 11 years i will give you your first thumbs up 👍
Hope you did well dude 🙏
"Boom pap boom boom pap boom pap boom boom pap"
Boom Bap
What happened to the word “oldschool” or “90’s” 🤦🏽♂️
This is the track that played in John Henry's head to beat the Steam Engine 🤣
Salaam Remi 🙌🙌🙌
Fuck man shits like a dope wu beat !!
where the hell is a time machen when u need one brah?! this was my childhood i couldnt be no more then 6
Your comment is 12 years ago, hope you did well mate! 🙏
Did Wyclef produced this beat?
you mean did Wyclef produce this beat? and yes he did
Salaam Remi
@@Niidan
No he didn't. It was Salaam Remi.
Anyone here from the Coast Contra freestyle witH Devine?
@nikhil27 Fugees ript it way better
Suchhhh a nice beat, sounds like something RZA or Madlib would produce
Or Salaam Remi
heard this sample on a sakrates beats, nice, this is far iller though
Damn I love how people try to catch a record deal
I dig some of the lines you write Ant, they fit the beat well like your philisophical like heiroglyphics spit, but more than that they read alright, most dudes rhymes read shit but I enjoy your verses man big-ups,
I look for inspiration not to byte dog,
Peace.
I beg someone send me a download link to this... Can't find it anywhere - and I don't wanna rip it off youtube, quality goes down
No NetFlix, But i I've Seen, Stranger Things
From the Devils Tricks, Down, to the Angels Wings
King Saul, in the Desert, With his Tambourine
...Tunnel Vision in My Scope, like a Damn Marine
Its some Things, Going on, that i Cant Believe
Got Some Dreams, Coming Fourth, But i Cant Achieve
I Wanna Take a Leave, ....But i Gotta Take Aleeve
Things On my Mind, Ach, Need to Let it Bleed
I know Some Homies, in My Hood, that a Never Leave
Hot Headed, If My Peers, Ever Dared, Pressure Me
Especially, When they Say, the Cops, Got a Sketch of Me
Moving With the Goonies, in My Hoodie, so Professionally
...With More Stripes, Than a Zebra, or a Referee
Its More To Life, when Your Freedom, is a Memory
Destroy your Life, Tying to See, a Penitentiary
Its no Limits for this Solider, like Master P
Until Im Chilling, on My Sofa, Falling, Fast Asleep
Just Living, How Im pose To be,... Actually
.....If You need Nice Bars, Come and ask for Me
i put These Patterns together,.. like a Tapestry
Planting Apple Seeds in Brains, that Spring Naturally
Rapidly, sporadically, Fast, or Automatically
Shatter, Bone Marrow, like Glass, Assault Battery
Caught Clarity, from The Past, was No Charity
Paradise, Pleasure Or Pain, with No Parody
Had to be, a Flash from the Past, When Smoked Heavily
Roll Seventy, to the Face, For longevity
Arm, Leg, or Leg, or a, Head, its All Pedigree
Allegedly,...Clever Than, Most Yall Celebrities
Whatever, Floats Boats, or Stroke yalls, Integrity
The Sun, Moon, and Stars, these Gates, are All Heavenly
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I sit 90 degrees underneath palm trees
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Murrland Bars Co-sign💯 This was fire🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥, I usually dont read RUclips raps,anybody that sleeps on these lyrics is not woke.
BenntBlacko yh brudda nice bars i need a ghost writer
Oooo weee!
It is 2020 and I am still here to listen !