Відео

at any speed above 1x this goes even crazier

Any of y’all in his discord ?

How is he getting all the official instrumentals

Killer Yeah, it's crazy, I'm a (killer) Made all this money from doin' this D.A. got that dope Now count it, five, ten, yeah, fifteen, twenty Twenty-five, thirty, yeah, get the money Throw it in the furnace, yeah, this shit be funny Earn it just to burn it, swag drippin' from me That's what I do with money, got money up the ass Call it toilet paper, yeah, flushed with cash Girl, nice butt, is it up for grabs? Just wanna touch your ass, is that too much to ask? Yeah I made it grip, I know it's tough to grasp, get the bag Call it potato chips, I stuff in duffel bags On some public transportation shit, 'cause I will bust your ass Fuck the chain, I'm off the trailer hitch, I got a bunch of swag Now count it, five, ten, yeah, fifteen, twenty Twenty-five, thirty, yeah, get the money Throw it in the furnace, yeah, this shit be funny Earn it just to burn it, swag drippin' from me Yeah, I'm a (killer) Yeah, I'm a (what?), I'm a (what?), I'm a (killer) Yeah, look, yeah My income is all that and then some Girl, your man is nincompoop, a symptom Of a simp 'cause he'll spend some loot to get some As for me, I'm like Kim Jong-Un, a pimp, son Swag dripping, I'm in a pub Went up to this chick, who was so tipsy, we went to hug Ended up tripping, I picked her up She yelled out it's her birthday She's fifty and in the club Then it comes on (yeah), that "In da Club" song (yeah) She's a buzzsaw (what?), we goin' numbskull (uh) I live on the edge, she's a jump off (yeah) Call her Cinderella (why?), she loves balls (oh) Now count it, five, ten, yeah, fifteen, twenty Twenty-five, thirty, yeah, get the money Throw it in the furnace, yeah, this shit be funny Earn it just to burn it, swag drippin' from me Yeah, I'm a (killer) Attack like the Ripper All over the track doin' laps like a stripper Now (now), now (now), we'll vow (vow) it out (out) Rap circles around ('round), surround sound (Sound) John Rambo's back and my ammo stacked And I'm cocking raps, I'm on your head Other words, I'm stocking caps and I'm talking facts Like OfficeMax Never down, I'll be up like an insomniac Girl, I got racks you gotta rack How you got all that back and no body fat I'm in awe with that When I stop the Pontiac at the laundry mat that I saw you at You almost had a heart attack when you met Cardiac You ran inside, told your boyfriend like, "I'll be back" But for all you know I probably act like I'm Daniel Wozniak I'm a psycho-chopathic killer I'm a cap peeler, caterpillar With the botanic of bananas you ain't never heard Better vernacular comin' after your scapular For the lack of a better word Dracula 'Cause I'm attackin' a rapper in the phrenic nerve I'm a savage back, put the dagger in the back of competitors Predator and scavenger I am a carnivore and a baller, you're at the dollar store What the fuck you got a wallet for? Y'all are poor I was livin' in squalor but uh-uh, not no more Now I'm the one they holla for Fuckin' shit up like a dinosaur in a China store Bitch, I'm number five (what?), minus four (haha) Now count it, five, ten, yeah, fifteen, twenty Twenty-five, thirty, yeah, get the money Throw it in the furnace, yeah, this shit be funny Earn it just to burn it, swag drippin' from me Yeah, I'm a (killer) Yeah, I'm a (what?), I'm a (what?), I'm a (killer) Yeah

Perfect song for next year ❤

I have created a short film with this music. Available on my channel. I am an independent film maker from india. I am shit poor and can not afford film studies. All i have is a camera and a 50mm lense.. Need support Even if anyone watches my product is a big thing

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Killer Yeah, it's crazy, I'm a (killer) Made all this money from doin' this D.A. got that dope Now count it, five, ten, yeah, fifteen, twenty Twenty-five, thirty, yeah, get the money Throw it in the furnace, yeah, this shit be funny Earn it just to burn it, swag drippin' from me That's what I do with money, got money up the ass Call it toilet paper, yeah, flushed with cash Girl, nice butt, is it up for grabs? Just wanna touch your ass, is that too much to ask? Yeah I made it grip, I know it's tough to grasp, get the bag Call it potato chips, I stuff in duffel bags On some public transportation shit, 'cause I will bust your ass Fuck the chain, I'm off the trailer hitch, I got a bunch of swag Now count it, five, ten, yeah, fifteen, twenty Twenty-five, thirty, yeah, get the money Throw it in the furnace, yeah, this shit be funny Earn it just to burn it, swag drippin' from me Yeah, I'm a (killer) Yeah, I'm a (what?), I'm a (what?), I'm a (killer) Yeah, look, yeah My income is all that and then some Girl, your man is nincompoop, a symptom Of a simp 'cause he'll spend some loot to get some As for me, I'm like Kim Jong-Un, a pimp, son Swag dripping, I'm in a pub Went up to this chick, who was so tipsy, we went to hug Ended up tripping, I picked her up She yelled out it's her birthday She's fifty and in the club Then it comes on (yeah), that "In da Club" song (yeah) She's a buzzsaw (what?), we goin' numbskull (uh) I live on the edge, she's a jump off (yeah) Call her Cinderella (why?), she loves balls (oh) Now count it, five, ten, yeah, fifteen, twenty Twenty-five, thirty, yeah, get the money Throw it in the furnace, yeah, this shit be funny Earn it just to burn it, swag drippin' from me Yeah, I'm a (killer) Attack like the Ripper All over the track doin' laps like a stripper Now (now), now (now), we'll vow (vow) it out (out) Rap circles around ('round), surround sound (Sound) John Rambo's back and my ammo stacked And I'm cocking raps, I'm on your head Other words, I'm stocking caps and I'm talking facts Like OfficeMax Never down, I'll be up like an insomniac Girl, I got racks you gotta rack How you got all that back and no body fat I'm in awe with that When I stop the Pontiac at the laundry mat that I saw you at You almost had a heart attack when you met Cardiac You ran inside, told your boyfriend like, "I'll be back" But for all you know I probably act like I'm Daniel Wozniak I'm a psycho-chopathic killer I'm a cap peeler, caterpillar With the botanic of bananas you ain't never heard Better vernacular comin' after your scapular For the lack of a better word Dracula 'Cause I'm attackin' a rapper in the phrenic nerve I'm a savage back, put the dagger in the back of competitors Predator and scavenger I am a carnivore and a baller, you're at the dollar store What the fuck you got a wallet for? Y'all are poor I was livin' in squalor but uh-uh, not no more Now I'm the one they holla for Fuckin' shit up like a dinosaur in a China store Bitch, I'm number five (what?), minus four (haha) Now count it, five, ten, yeah, fifteen, twenty Twenty-five, thirty, yeah, get the money Throw it in the furnace, yeah, this shit be funny Earn it just to burn it, swag drippin' from me Yeah, I'm a (killer) Yeah, I'm a (what?), I'm a (what?), I'm a (killer) Yeah

Never in a million years you would guess this would be an Eminem Song 😅😂🔥

honestly this is a top 5 song on recovery

Doep

YOU FIND ME OFFENSIVE

This songs so old and this is the best version of this instrumental on youtube lol

Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah What? Uh, what? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Dre, you ready? Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa C'mon (Yo, we gotta gotta kill 'em with this one) alright Check, check, check, check, check (get 'em) Cut 'em undercover, timeless, ready for 'em, progress Feelin' like I'm just gettin' started Two shots back for my dearly departed, uh You are now dealin' with a monster, boss shit, profits Doc Dre, bitch, I'm a prophet Black Wall Street, niggas know where the stock is, heh Try me, niggas never see me, but it ain't hard to find me, heh Unwinding, shit's blinding, still grinding, uprising Ah, stop talking 'bout the past, I'm the future, nigga Uh, nigga like me, still here, motherfucker, go figure Lookin' for my next gold digger This summer here gon' be colder than winter Already told you, I fold you like hundreds of billions And you can go missing, put that on my children Bet that, nigga, what? Regret that, run it up Heh, and I'm about to sum it up This shit here that problem, livin' at the bottom of a bottle "Full throttle, " my motto, yeah Fuckin' with me like fuckin' with the lotto That awful, in your nostril, in a brothel, this is gospel Yeah, I'm a need all that pronto Yes I'm, yes I'm, yes I'm Gon' ride 'til I die Give a fuck if you bitches die Put a motherfucking hole in your face Back up bitch, don't even try I am that motherfucker, been the coldest Why you on that? No one know us Overdosed on what dope is (yeah) Hip-hop shit sell better than the coke did Like a satanic cult It's an old ritual slaughtering GOATS, bitch (GOATS, bitch, yeah) You're fucking with the original, flow's sick And anybody can get it, COVID You fuckin' with that? I done wrote shit that was so sharp I could slit my own fucking throat with it So rich, I got more chips than my shoulders And I'm about as approachable as a roach is (roach is) Yeah, so better steer clear from him Here comes a nuclear bomb for your eardrums Lyricism at its most fearsome and fierce We are on another tier like a tear duct's upper echelon (yeah) Your career subbing me (what?), It was sheer luck (like what?) Like a fuckin' leprechaun with its beard cut (Still a) punisher, weapon drawn with a beer gut You're slower than a Decepticon with its gear stuck (And I what?) I serial kill, and you're Kellogg's I love checks and I hate tricks And you're a fake bitch (bitch) I could spot you like you 'bout to weight lift (yeah) Bitch, I'm badder than cake mix (But, I) can't be whipped with egg beaters (nah) You cunts must be out of your labias And God is my alias, so if I don't have faith in me Then it basically makes me an atheist (woo) Nate Diaz, got the world by the tracheas In a chokehold and a sleeper (yeah) And me and Dre are like dog hair (woof) We're both in our lab coats like retrievers But, like a Doberman, I'm a whole different breeder (what?) Animal mutt mixed with a overachiever (yeah) Oh, you're the king of rap? You're about to be overthrown Like a pass over the head of an open receiver At least you can end up comin' to blows like a wiener But, I ain't finish puttin' these hoes through the ringer (nah) Like clothes in between the two roll is a weight No, what I mean is flow's interwoven, I treat 'em like thread (why?) That's how I wound up sewin' machine up So, fucks if you don't give up me the time to ride or die (yeah) 'Cause you're either both or you're neither (yeah) Throw a middle finger up (yeah) if you're rollin' (yeah) But, me, I'm gonna- Ride 'til I die Give a fuck if you bitches die Put a motherfucking hole in your face Back up bitch, don't even try I am that motherfucker, been the coldest Why you on that? No one know us Overdosed on what dope is Hip-hop shit sell better than the coke did

For those who are wondering: At the beginning, it’s actually a skit called “The Kiss”

OMFG i've been searching for the normal beatswitch for years, but finally someone made it! Thank you so much! ❤

For those who are wondering: This is the 2006 instrumental of Careful What You Wish For, y’all might notice that the Relapse CWYWF doesn’t have the outro. The OG version leaked 4 months ago

It's 2002, everything was totally new We were globally huge, watchin' sales go through the roof We wrote and we feuded, Runyon Avenue soldiers included A multitude of homies who would bounce for no good excuse We were so bulletproof-wrote, souped and soaked in our youth Thought we was runnin' shit 'til we lost the sole of our shoe The death of Doody broke us in two We were thrown for a loop, ain't none of us know what to do And at the time I was goin' through my own struggles too So I wasn't in no condition to be coachin' us through Everyone tried to go solo, really nobody blew I was hopin' they do, so I ain't have to shoulder the crew The plan was put everyone in position so that they knew How to stand on their own, and I don't wanna open up wounds I just noticed that oomph was gone when we go in the booth 'Cause the truth is, the moment that Proof died, so did the group Shoot... If I could leave this all behind I could open up my eyes and walk in a straight line Down to the river with you Help me leave this all behind I'ma wash away my sins I'ma rinse away this dirt I forgot to make amends To all the friends I may have hurt I better stop and say my grace From it I pray that I don't fall 'Cause on the way back down I may End up runnin' back into them all I never meant to use you all as my stepping stones It was never the same, and it's bothered me since And the farther we drift apart, the more awkward it gets The more time goes by, the more life happens And we gotta be men, we got responsibilities Plus we don't say how we feel And I feel like this is what got us in the debacle we're in Been with you guys thick and thin But it's almost as if sometimes we're not even friends Which reminded me Biz, "Rockstar" was the shit Y'all coulda got you a hit without me on the shit If you woulda put D12 on it, wish I coulda did More than try talkin' you into comin' up off of it I know it wasn't my fault, but part of it probably is I think of all of the trips to BET And the rappers I wish that we woulda politicked with Maybe y'all coulda clicked and got you some features But that's water under the bridge But I'm washin' my sins in it 'til my conscience is cleansed If I could leave this all behind I could open up my eyes and walk in a straight line Down to the river with you Help me leave this all behind I'ma wash away my sins I'ma rinse away this dirt I forgot to make amends To all the friends I may have hurt I better stop and say my grace From it I pray that I don't fall 'Cause on the way back down I may End up runnin' back into them all I never meant to use you all as my stepping stones Bacardi and Hen', never thought the party would end One minute you're bodyin' shit, but then your audience splits You can already sense the climate is startin' to shift To these kids you no longer exist Went from rainin' cats and dogs in this bitch To tiny drops, little drips And by the time your reign is over, you'll hardly be missed You start thinkin' of all the artists you dissed All the carnage you left, is this the kind of karma you get For turnin' your fuckin' back on Bizzy, Kuniva and Swift? A Freudian slip, subconsciously, I honestly wished I ain't feel so much guilt and y'all didn't harbor resentment But it's hard to pretend that y'all ain't got none I just wish I had words, but I guess there just are none for this To my partners, I can't say how sorry I am This is not how I planned for our story to end I love all of you men But I just can't be the guy everybody depends On for entire careers 'cause that's not even fair I will always be here, but that spark isn't there And I don't know how to recapture that time and that era I've tried hearkening back to, but I'm fightin' for air I'm barely chartin' myself Feels like I'm on the descent, but it was not my intent To treat y'all like a stepping stone Though I ain't left no one behind, but we been down every road Done all we possibly can, I know we kept our hopes up But the longer we spend livin' this lie that we live The less is left for closure, so let's let this go It's not goodbye to our friendship, but D12 is over I'ma wash away my sins I'ma rinse away this dirt I forgot to make amends To all the friends I may have hurt I better stop and say my grace From it I pray that I don't fall 'Cause on the way back down I may End up runnin' back into them all I never meant to use you all as my stepping stones I never mant to make you feel like my stepping stones I never meant to use you all for my stepping stones

Oh, ayo, Dre I'm discombobulated Let's take 'em back (accents) In time (everything's all fucked up) I'm discombobulated, discombobulated Miss, you ovulating? Wait, I didn't mean to Piss you off, my lady, what I really meant to say is It goes a little something like this Soon as I'm through with the Unisom I'ma hit the snooze alarm Before I lose my mind, who am I gonna use it on? Utilizing this tool, I will execute a line Like what I tried to do one time in my youth when I euthanized My poodle in junior high, used to hide in my room and fly To the moon and try suicide with the glue from my school supplies Then Proof, Denaun Eye-Kyu and I would climb in that hooptie to ride to Drew's and rhyme Bodied Saint Andrew's Hall too many times to count Before I tear up The Shelter, give my dawgs a pound Now I'm 'bout to treat all of you rappers noggins how Dre does every time he goes back to Compton now 'Cause every so often I'll visit my old stomping grounds And Doc's in the house, so you know the bong is out Room is spinning like nine-hundred-thousand miles an hour Forgot what I'm talkin' 'bout, fuck, I'm discombobulated Now up is down, left is right Day is night now, in is out, black is white So to-and-fro and side-to-side Am I coming or going? Man, I can't decide 'Cause back is forth now and stop means go No means yes, but yes don't mean no So, baby, please, take off your clothes (No!) Yes! (No!) Yes! (No!) No! (Yes!) Oh! (Oh!), yeah Just flew the coop, the cops are in hot pursuit But the day they catch me is the day 50'll call a truce And quash the feud with him and Ja and Ja'll actually spit a bar That's not from a Dr. Seuss book and they'll start a group (haha) Fuck it, I'm a kook, I know I got a screw And a couple of marbles loose, brain is like ramen soup Shout to Trugoy, gotta give a De La salute 'Cause my noodle's in a knot, call it pasta noose (yeah) Wizard of ahs and oohs Same Marshall Bruce in that battle who lost to Juice Who also used to sound like Nas on "Live at the Barbeque" Now I got the juice, wouldn't beef if I was you Like, au jus, but beef, if like "I was you, " but, like, ah, fuck you (man) Long as I got these walls and these hallways I'm always Have someone to argue with I'm just all twisted, I'm discombobulated, man Now up is down, left is right Day is night now, in is out, black is white So to-and-fro and side-to-side Am I coming or going? Man, I can't decide 'Cause back is forth now and stop means go No means yes, but yes don't mean no So, baby, please, take off your clothes (No!) Yes! (No!) Yes! (No!) No! (Yes!) Oh! (Oh!) I'm at my best when I'm at my worst And for that I'm blessed, so every time I rap I curse And that's why press, I usually get attacked by first They're at my neck like motherfucking vampires So critics si-day I si-day the same shi-dit, I'm always degrading, little bi-ditch Well, fi-duck 'em, they can si-duck my di-dick when I'm taking a shi-dit Mid-y middle fid-inger is ex-tid-ended now, should I tell 'em where to put it? I'm si-do fed up with it, they ask me dumb shi-dit So I act like I'm on a kayak with my back to Niagara No life jacket, man, I had like six psychiatrists, scientists Misdiagnose me with plaque psoriasis 'cause I asked 'em, "Why is it My eye itches?" so they gave me some diet tips And Viagra with side effects, I might end up growing spiderwebs In my head and dying a horrifying death, on my final breath I will tell you, apply your lips to my dick, it's one size that fits I just took an AIDS test and the doctor said to think positive, what the fuck? Now up is down, left is right Day is night now, in is out, black is white So to-and-fro and side-to-side Am I coming or going? Man, I can't decide 'Cause back is forth now and stop means go No means yes, but yes don't mean no So, baby, please, take off your clothes (No!) Yes! (No!) Yes! (No!) No! (Yes!) Oh! (Oh!) Haha, yeah Dr. Dre Black Bethoven S1 2050, haha We're out

dope

Don’t stop 🫡

can you also get the studio acapellas for all these instrumentals? are they out there?

2:55

the song is underrated, the first 2 minutes are 🔥

this sounds like a boss theme

amazing work the variations are really nice

Finally

Da RIIIL one

Humble, is that u?!

Whoa this is spot on! How did you get this??

Nobody gets the chorus right and you did it 🔥 idk how but u did. Thank u broski fr

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[Verse 1: Eminem] She says I am trash, but she listens to Tekashi (Damn) Bitch, you lost me (Yeah) Fair weather, wishy-washy She thinks machine washed me (What?) Swear to God, man, her favorite rapper wish he'd cross me (Yeah) I love conflict, got a obnoxious (What?) subconscious (Yeah) I'm afraid to unlock it (Nah) Keep those monsters in the closet I'm what an idiotic ('Otic) savant is (Savant is) But I've been throwin' down gauntlets since that underground Rawkus (Yeah) Where I planted my roots (What? Yeah) That's how I had a whole planet that roots for me As in the group, and no one thinks dark as I think (Nah) So imagine the havoc these black thoughts are to wreak (Tariq) As in Trotter, I keep slaughterin' beats Shout out to Beatminerz and T-Minus But, me, long as I breathe, promise to be honest And wholeheartedly, apologies, Rihanna For that song that leaked, I'm sorry, Ri It wasn't meant to cause you grief Regardless, it was wrong of me, but [Chorus: White Gold & Eminem] I be on my own (Yeah), head up in the clouds like Zeus When they say, "You ain't the GOAT", I come down like, "Who?" But I got my head in the clouds like Zeus Swear I can see the game from a bird's-eye view, ayy Bitch, you talkin' to a rap god, ayy Girl, you talkin' to a monsta, ayy You could give your whole damn life to the music thing They gon' turn around like they don't love you [Verse 2: Eminem] Yeah, they woke a giant up So when I get back on my feet, don't wonder why in the Fuck is my head in the clouds (Nah) G5 with the stewardess, gettin' head in the clouds (Haha) Mile-high club (Why?), I give a flying fuck (Fly and fuck, no) Punchliner just tryin' to survive in this climate of vaginas (Bitch) Who dyin' to cancel my ass like Aunt Jemima syrup I'm a shit-stirrer, you're a dime-a Dozen, said I couldn't do it Hit Europe, kicked the door in, put a foot through it (Ugh) Like a stirrup (Stirrup) Used to have to sit and watch them bills pile up (Yeah) Now I just sit back and watch them bills pile up (Haha), but [Chorus: White Gold & Eminem] I be on my own (Yeah, woo), head up in the clouds like Zeus When they say, "You ain't the GOAT", I come down like, "Who?" But I got my head in the clouds like Zeus Swear I can see the game from a bird's-eye view, ayy Bitch, you talkin' to a rap god, ayy Girl, you talkin' to a monsta, ayy You could give your whole damn life to the music thing They gon' turn around- [Verse 3: Eminem] I've seen them come and go I've seen the hugest (Hugest) debuts ('Buts) I've had a great view to see the (See the) game through (Through) And Drake, they're gonna turn on you (You) one day too (Too) And the more you win, the sooner (Sooner) they do They'll be calling you a trash bin Sayin' that your new one isn't better than your last and Even if it is, once they start to turn their backs They ain't never comin' back in They did it to Chance Next they'll be mentionin' Future in the past tense (Yeah) Or sayin' "Adiós" to Migos I ain't dissin', I'm just tryna keep the shit a C-note (Yeah) Same people been tryna do the shit to me, so I call them people (Peephole) Because they're so easy to see through 'em (See through 'em) But a fighter's all I knew how to be I got the shit beat out of me (Yeah) Tripped and fell and blew out a knee (Pop) Popped it back in and hopped up like, "Fuck it (Fuck it) Best two out of three", yeah Man, I gotta be doin' (What?) somethin' right I got eleven years of sobriety (Yeah) So the only bottom I'ma be hittin' is if it's sodomy Wait, I mean, you would think that somebody handed a saw to me (Sodomy) How I'm choppin' these bars They keep wantin' me to rap responsibly When I'm constantly passin' the buck like the fuckin' Dollar Tree But I'ma always remind you that I came from poverty Black people saved my life, from the Doc and Deshaun And all that we want is racial equality R.I.P. Laquan McDonald, Trayvon, and Breonna Atatiana, Rayshard, and Dominique Eric Garner and Rodney King No, we can't get along 'til these white motherfuckin' cops Who keep murderin' Blacks are off the streets (Off the streets) And, as far as squashin' beef, I'm used to people knockin' me But, just not in my camp And diplomatic as I'm tryna be Last thing I need is Snoop doggin' me Man, Dogg, you was like a (Yeah) damn god to me Nah, not really (Haha) I had "dog" backwards But I'm startin' to think, all these people takin' shots at me Shit, it's no wonder [Chorus: White Gold, White Gold & Eminem] I be on my own, head up in the clouds like Zeus When they say, "You ain't the GOAT", I come down like, "Who?" But I got my head in the clouds like Zeus Swear I can see the game from a bird's-eye view, ayy Bitch, you talkin' to a rap god, ayy Girl, you talkin' to a monsta, ayy You could give your whole damn life to the music thing They gon' turn around like they don't love you

This is sick asf dude. Thank you so much for this

I like this

Блин, я бы на тебя подписался, чел. А канал реально мёртв снаружи: можно наслаждаться выполненной работой, а книпки подписки просто нет!

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Thank you.

I get it why no comments here Too powerful music, hah