I’m really happy you released the instrumental, I always wanted to hear the ‘underwater’ effect at 0:53 better, and now I can. This beat is phenomenal, with or without lyrics.
Esto si que no lo esperaba aunque lo deseaba cada día desde que escuche el track original Thanks for this gift bro latín América still 90 alive,because the violence cold and poor intensifies and the culture is the only way to survive in the dark ,much love hom,peace and keep it real
@@CastleHassall hey thanks dude, you know, in this years i know to bring it light, and peace in every moment in web and you are the first people,, who bring me back love .. much love you too, i hope you have a good year, with peace and knowlegde, with moments to remember! Keep it Real, fighting the dark stuff .. because we hsve one life, make love.. cheers my man
Yo, however do u want, however do you need P My Mobb bring it back to life, back to reality You walk a fine line playin wit mine, the greatest story ever told in rhyme We climax in ninety-five, wit demo raw raps is knives To skin all ya'll cats alive Take your time don't rush the clock, Infamous rock for good now Pass like my duns on lock holdin the pot down slow But assuring this, spoon-feeding these Starvin ass heads catchin shakes, feenishly I ball in this, word assortin this, probably recording this Of course kids keepin they sights upon this Exclusiveness, like some new type of kicks We got them things fixed, passed the wrong man in my click You get charged wit incense to kick that bullshhh Welcome to the ledge of this whole shhh [Chorus: Havoc] Yo, we the men for the operation You know the M-O, B-B's, warrior style, rare species Catch us on your block , on your wide-screen tv's From Jones Beach to over-seas from over there It's right back to the beats, longevity to all the great grand CC's [Havoc] Yo, for my QBC duns, it's all real hold it down You bust yours, we bust ours and stand on firm ground Pass the dutchie while I, handle the Henny thinkin You never catch me sleepin, stay on top of this properly I know they watchin me, if not they probably waitin for a downfall Scheming on my property, we got the remedy Let em get a little cold, let em smell the tree smoke Hit em where we blow and don't let nobody know The snakes in the grass, you gotta watch where you move Son, shots get loaded, don't ever run wit the crowd son Stick and move, you hear me? And that's the way we rock it, the only way to live If you really think about it Every move is humble wit precision, careful thought decisions And my whole cli-tique the same vision 41st till I dearly depart, till then I'll be somewhere gettin bent up in a den Sippin gin, while you shook cats just pretend to be something That your not and that's not good my friend On a personal, I ain't even feelin you cats Don't even acknowledge the fact that you weak raps We bust gats at, on the reg laughed at Son you know we passed that, get em outta here, cuz you could have that [Prodigy] Four pounds, stumbled off grounds Fire off many a rounds, I heard return fire 3% of the time Your dogs was wives actin like girls, get feminine when handlin guns You could run or take the window, son Or feel this hot one, we rip all strifes dun dun Without a fight son, we keep the house dope like ?pie fendis? We twist and pop Henny, gettin wet on the daily, and Peers get chilly, turnin macks fully Now they bandin, court rehanded and got remanded, faught A one to three degree from V-O-P and N-C-C-V And send me up a hub to a state facilities What could I do but sneak, burn a tree, or tobacco leaf Or wait until my time served and get released Cool, back on the streets I seen some old drama I still hold heat to send your ass straight to trauma These kids started to drilling like they ready and willing I gave em exactly no time to switch feelings Pulled out, to my man, look out Commits to warfare, and rock these to sleep like this here Seventy-two like as if I was back on the top Hours of thinkin about how I'ma tip they ass up out the basket Beligerant glass heads, I'm bashing No knowledge of the man nor his action Class now is session, "Soldiers boys, today's aim is: Never show your heat And don't flame it" You playin life, wit a man who lives by the sword And dies naturally against all common laws What, speed on and Peed on
Okay, let’s go, you hear the sound of them Sonar beats? It’s like the epitome of winter in the hood as a loner on the streets/ Gotta watch ya own back out herecause it be ya own family who be praying for ya downfall like a bunch of creeps…that’s all I got
Hello bro, first of all, I really like this piece of your work. Actually we are planning to do a feat with my band for this beat If you have permission, can we upload it to youtube with your name?
however do u want, however do you need P My Mobb bring it back to life, back to reality You walk a fine line playin wit mine, the greatest story ever told in rhyme We climax in ninety-five, wit demo raw raps is knives To skin all ya'll cats alive Take your time don't rush the clock, Infamous rock for good now Pass like my duns on lock holdin the pot down slow But assuringly, spoon-feeding these Starvin ass heads catchin shakes, feenishly I ball in this, word assortin this, probably recording this Of course kids keepin they sights upon this Exclusiveness, like some new type of kicks We got them things fixed, passed the wrong man in my click You get charged wit intent to kick that bullshhh Welcome to the ledge of this whole shhh Chorus [Havoc] Yo, we the men for the operation You know the M-O, B-B's, warrior style, rare species Catch us on your block , on your wide-screen tv's From Jones Beach to over-seas from over there It's right back to the beats, longevity so all the great-grandseeds eat Ad [Havoc] Yo, for my QBC duns, it's all real hold it down You bust yours, we bust ours and stand on firm ground Pass the dutchie while I, handle the Henny thinkin You never catch me sleepin, stay on top of this properly I know they watchin me, if not they probably waitin for a downfall Scheming on my property, we got the remedy Let em get a little cold, let em smell the tree smoke Hit em where we blow and don't let nobody know The snakes in the grass, you gotta watch where you move Son, shots get loaded, don't ever run wit the crowd son Stick and move, you hear me? And that's the way we rock it, the only way to live If you really think about it Every move is humble wit precision, careful thought decisions And my whole cli-tique the same vision 41st till I dearly depart, till then I'll be somewhere gettin bent up in a den Sippin gin, while you shook cats just pretend to be something That your not and that's not good my friend On a personal, I ain't even feelin you cats Don't even acknowledge the fact that you weak raps We bust gats at, on the reg laughed at Son you know we passed that, get em outta here, cuz you could have that [Prodigy] Four pounds, stumbled off grounds Fire off many a rounds, I heard return fire 3% of the time Your dogs was wives actin like girls, get feminine when handlin guns You could run or take the window, son Or feel this hot one, we rip all strifes dun dun Without a fight son, we keep the house dope like piefienies We twist and pop Henny, gettin wet on the daily, and Peers get chilly, turnin macks fully Now they bandin, court rehanded and got remanded, faught A one to three degree from V-O-P and N-C-C-V And send me up a hub to a state facilities What could I do but sneak, burn a tree, or tobacco leaf Or wait until my time served and get released Cool, back on the streets I seen some old drama I still hold heat to send your ass straight to trauma These kids started to drilling like they ready and willing I gave em exactly no time to switch feelings Pulled out, to my man, look out Commits to warfare, and rock these to sleep like this here Seventy-two like as if I was back on the top Hours of thinkin about how I'mma tip they ass up out the basket Belligerent glass heads, I'm bashing No knowledge of the man nor his action Class now is in session, "Soldiers boys, today's aim is: Never show your heat And don't flame it" You playin life, wit a man who lives by the sword And dies naturally against all karma and laws What, speed on and get peed on Chorus Produced By Mobb Deep Written By Havoc & Prodigy of Mobb Deep Release Date 1997 Loading video Jonah Hill Talks ‘Mid90s,’ His Top 5 And Why Travis Scott Is Having A Moment Ad High Expectations Soul in the Hole (Original Music From and Inspired by the Motion Picture) (1997) 1. The Game of Life (Score) 2. Diesel 3. Against The Grain 4. Ride 5. You Ain't a Killer 6. Los Angeles Times 7. Main Aim 8. Rare Species (Modus Operandi) 9. High Expectations 10. A Child Is Born 11. Won on Won 12. Soul in the Hole 13. Visions of A Blur 14. Late Night Action 15. Your Life iHaddox 1,041 3 years ago jaw on the floor at Prodigy’s last lines on this song. RIP.
Life a bitch, so I wear her face Because mine got misplaced I can't see, I can't breathe, I only bleed Blood sweeter than a Georgia peach Snakes slithering through the grass, sucking the talent Out of the sport like a leech Hip-Hop is a movement, not ever something that can be reached But you bitches preach, ain't never have something to fucking teach Yeah, I got a voice, by my words sounder louder than silence I stay in my lane, Got a Glock and an AR-15 to my name Always wishing someone would pull the train But that type of life get you nothing but shame Shit ain't no fucking game, son, it's a lifestyle and you want to live it, that's a hell of a thing Guns drugs and redrum is something that can't be contained In your brain Think about it son, you live by the gun, you gonna die by one And the cat that squeezes that trigger ain't go no love Satan, the devil is real, and God is upstairs laughing, and That's for real Forgiveness is for the weak, you pray, but you'll never be reached If you follow your dreams Welcome to the game........................................................................
Genitals, touch, tickle and wiggle the voices You out of fucks, I'm out of choices You hear noises, I feel minds, hearts, but im voiceless You think your hard, maybe, probably, but who the fuck cares I'm stumbling downstairs with blood and cameras who think I care I'm not rare, I'm just rare, and no, it's not fair I'm half way sober, and, I'm Not even at the county fair Music moves melodies, thug musik moves hell-spawned felonies But poetry moves credibility, and credibility moves jealousy Jelousy moves hatred and hatred moves stability Contentness moves poverty, and happiness moves probability Soldiers realistically handle problems problematically With the devils demons irrationally Vertically, horizontally, ill-ratically, you nerds couldn't comprehend this even if you were doing what said you do in your raps and you had my guns in the evidence room up on a technicality
smoke the lala every morning i wake up sweat and depressed by your drama check your karma before i forget my ganja i spliff another one big where's the special kind of love that i need to let go with you i see the true color is not blue just stuck on you like glue i can only speak my true voice tone versus clones robots and traffickers we are artist for massacres when is the time to start acting less my gal you're a bleesss i'm tired being the less i'm never tired to confess my truth in your flesh we are humans romance violence comes on us they hit in the stomach priceless to pay homage to mr P performance if there's no balance is abundance if not we still savage sadistic smile and heartaches because heart breaks i run with no brakes don't misplace you can't afford bear anymore what the hell im still in a cell i have the key but can't be free without you my tree my garden is exploited in blood now the water taste so bad we feel sad because the opposite is mad ...i can go on but depending on other is something that makes me bother listen up brother i know who i am like no other .....
thats 1 of THE best instrumentals ive heard in my 33 years of enjoyin hip hop thank u!
@Crow Sword that gloomy shit
Facts.
You are right👍🏾👍🏾👍🏾👍🏾
@@KOLDKINGKILLA Gloom-bap
for Real
I’m really happy you released the instrumental, I always wanted to hear the ‘underwater’ effect at 0:53 better, and now I can. This beat is phenomenal, with or without lyrics.
Escapist thank you sir!
@Lifestyle of the poor and dangerous RIP Big L
The atmosphere this beat makes is one of a kind.
This beat is the pinnacle of any hip hop producer.
👍🏾👍🏾you are right👍🏾👍🏾
i agree.. 100%
the underwater effect is so amazing🤩🥵🔥
masterpiece man
Del principio al final este beat es una obra de arte.
Totally.. 100%
Thank you guys for giving me inspiration to write
You're very welcome. Thanks for listening!
oh you finally did it you absolute legends
This is the best Instrumental ever 🥰🥰🥰🥰
good job, big up MOB DEEP, hugs, fron Africa (mozambique)
Love ya bro!! This beat is fire, gonna put some sick bars to turn it into magma🌋 bless from Chile!!! ✌🏻🔥🔥🔥🔥
Esa
Esto si que no lo esperaba aunque lo deseaba cada día desde que escuche el track original
Thanks for this gift bro latín América still 90 alive,because the violence cold and poor intensifies and the culture is the only way to survive in the dark ,much love hom,peace and keep it real
hey i hope things are good where you are now!
@@CastleHassall hey thanks dude, you know, in this years i know to bring it light, and peace in every moment in web and you are the first people,, who bring me back love .. much love you too, i hope you have a good year, with peace and knowlegde, with moments to remember! Keep it Real, fighting the dark stuff .. because we hsve one life, make love.. cheers my man
Epic on all levels!!!!!
Very ghostly beat !!
Yo, however do u want, however do you need P
My Mobb bring it back to life, back to reality
You walk a fine line playin wit mine, the greatest story ever told in rhyme
We climax in ninety-five, wit demo raw raps is knives
To skin all ya'll cats alive
Take your time don't rush the clock, Infamous rock for good now
Pass like my duns on lock holdin the pot down slow
But assuring this, spoon-feeding these
Starvin ass heads catchin shakes, feenishly
I ball in this, word assortin this, probably recording this
Of course kids keepin they sights upon this
Exclusiveness, like some new type of kicks
We got them things fixed, passed the wrong man in my click
You get charged wit incense to kick that bullshhh
Welcome to the ledge of this whole shhh
[Chorus: Havoc]
Yo, we the men for the operation
You know the M-O, B-B's, warrior style, rare species
Catch us on your block , on your wide-screen tv's
From Jones Beach to over-seas from over there
It's right back to the beats, longevity to all the great grand CC's
[Havoc]
Yo, for my QBC duns, it's all real hold it down
You bust yours, we bust ours and stand on firm ground
Pass the dutchie while I, handle the Henny thinkin
You never catch me sleepin, stay on top of this properly
I know they watchin me, if not they probably waitin for a downfall
Scheming on my property, we got the remedy
Let em get a little cold, let em smell the tree smoke
Hit em where we blow and don't let nobody know
The snakes in the grass, you gotta watch where you move
Son, shots get loaded, don't ever run wit the crowd son
Stick and move, you hear me?
And that's the way we rock it, the only way to live
If you really think about it
Every move is humble wit precision, careful thought decisions
And my whole cli-tique the same vision
41st till I dearly depart, till then I'll be somewhere gettin bent up in a den
Sippin gin, while you shook cats just pretend to be something
That your not and that's not good my friend
On a personal, I ain't even feelin you cats
Don't even acknowledge the fact that you weak raps
We bust gats at, on the reg laughed at
Son you know we passed that, get em outta here, cuz you could have that
[Prodigy]
Four pounds, stumbled off grounds
Fire off many a rounds, I heard return fire 3% of the time
Your dogs was wives actin like girls, get feminine when handlin guns
You could run or take the window, son
Or feel this hot one, we rip all strifes dun dun
Without a fight son, we keep the house dope like ?pie fendis?
We twist and pop Henny, gettin wet on the daily, and
Peers get chilly, turnin macks fully
Now they bandin, court rehanded and got remanded, faught
A one to three degree from V-O-P and N-C-C-V
And send me up a hub to a state facilities
What could I do but sneak, burn a tree, or tobacco leaf
Or wait until my time served and get released
Cool, back on the streets I seen some old drama
I still hold heat to send your ass straight to trauma
These kids started to drilling like they ready and willing
I gave em exactly no time to switch feelings
Pulled out, to my man, look out
Commits to warfare, and rock these to sleep like this here
Seventy-two like as if I was back on the top
Hours of thinkin about how I'ma tip they ass up out the basket
Beligerant glass heads, I'm bashing
No knowledge of the man nor his action
Class now is session, "Soldiers boys, today's aim is: Never show your heat
And don't flame it"
You playin life, wit a man who lives by the sword
And dies naturally against all common laws
What, speed on and Peed on
Havoc was so ahead of his time. He laced Biggie up also with another under-looked gem Last Days.
Did Havoc do this beat?if so it shows how brilliant his mind is when he gets a beat of this caliber in his head..
Nope. Not even an american.
Read the description
This beat is DoPe 👊🔥
Boss 🔥
I want this beat as a ringtone
That is what was on my mind when hearing it....
Respect !!
Man they don't make hip hop like this no mo
finnaly!!
How did you manage to make this sound so "mobb deep" like?
F I R E......
Wow. Dope
when will the song release on spotify?
Can i use this beat for a freestyle on UA-cam? non-monetised?
Can i use that for my rap song ?
With giving you credit of course
every battle, domination.not close. were not burning barns
Hey brow la puedo utilizar????
EPIC
Best😎😎👍🏾👍🏾👍🏾
You catch all the details. Havoc is just made different.
dowload?
BOMBTRACK
Desolation type vibes
Is it okay if we record on it and write your name and upload it without any profit?
P is the greatest .
Okay, let’s go, you hear the sound of them Sonar beats?
It’s like the epitome of winter in the hood as a loner on the streets/
Gotta watch ya own back out herecause it be ya own family who be praying for ya downfall like a bunch of creeps…that’s all I got
But fuckin with me is gonna cost you some sow before you feel the reap/
0:05
This got copyright?
Sly Makaveli yep
prolly say i sauce too much, chicken parm
Hello bro, first of all, I really like this piece of your work. Actually we are planning to do a feat with my band for this beat
If you have permission, can we upload it to youtube with your name?
He Mehmet! Sure, go ahead. As long as the credits are in order it's fine by me!
damn
I have the same question as the last comment. Can I use it for my non-profit rap song, with credits given?
i think so
Fireeeeeee. Deep Shit
Man u are talented as fuck, when new shit?
however do u want, however do you need P
My Mobb bring it back to life, back to reality
You walk a fine line playin wit mine, the greatest story ever told in rhyme
We climax in ninety-five, wit demo raw raps is knives
To skin all ya'll cats alive
Take your time don't rush the clock, Infamous rock for good now
Pass like my duns on lock holdin the pot down slow
But assuringly, spoon-feeding these
Starvin ass heads catchin shakes, feenishly
I ball in this, word assortin this, probably recording this
Of course kids keepin they sights upon this
Exclusiveness, like some new type of kicks
We got them things fixed, passed the wrong man in my click
You get charged wit intent to kick that bullshhh
Welcome to the ledge of this whole shhh
Chorus [Havoc]
Yo, we the men for the operation
You know the M-O, B-B's, warrior style, rare species
Catch us on your block , on your wide-screen tv's
From Jones Beach to over-seas from over there
It's right back to the beats, longevity so all the great-grandseeds eat
Ad
[Havoc]
Yo, for my QBC duns, it's all real hold it down
You bust yours, we bust ours and stand on firm ground
Pass the dutchie while I, handle the Henny thinkin
You never catch me sleepin, stay on top of this properly
I know they watchin me, if not they probably waitin for a downfall
Scheming on my property, we got the remedy
Let em get a little cold, let em smell the tree smoke
Hit em where we blow and don't let nobody know
The snakes in the grass, you gotta watch where you move
Son, shots get loaded, don't ever run wit the crowd son
Stick and move, you hear me?
And that's the way we rock it, the only way to live
If you really think about it
Every move is humble wit precision, careful thought decisions
And my whole cli-tique the same vision
41st till I dearly depart, till then I'll be somewhere gettin bent up in a den
Sippin gin, while you shook cats just pretend to be something
That your not and that's not good my friend
On a personal, I ain't even feelin you cats
Don't even acknowledge the fact that you weak raps
We bust gats at, on the reg laughed at
Son you know we passed that, get em outta here, cuz you could have that
[Prodigy]
Four pounds, stumbled off grounds
Fire off many a rounds, I heard return fire 3% of the time
Your dogs was wives actin like girls, get feminine when handlin guns
You could run or take the window, son
Or feel this hot one, we rip all strifes dun dun
Without a fight son, we keep the house dope like piefienies
We twist and pop Henny, gettin wet on the daily, and
Peers get chilly, turnin macks fully
Now they bandin, court rehanded and got remanded, faught
A one to three degree from V-O-P and N-C-C-V
And send me up a hub to a state facilities
What could I do but sneak, burn a tree, or tobacco leaf
Or wait until my time served and get released
Cool, back on the streets I seen some old drama
I still hold heat to send your ass straight to trauma
These kids started to drilling like they ready and willing
I gave em exactly no time to switch feelings
Pulled out, to my man, look out
Commits to warfare, and rock these to sleep like this here
Seventy-two like as if I was back on the top
Hours of thinkin about how I'mma tip they ass up out the basket
Belligerent glass heads, I'm bashing
No knowledge of the man nor his action
Class now is in session, "Soldiers boys, today's aim is: Never show your heat
And don't flame it"
You playin life, wit a man who lives by the sword
And dies naturally against all karma and laws
What, speed on and get peed on
Chorus
Produced By
Mobb Deep
Written By
Havoc & Prodigy of Mobb Deep
Release Date
1997
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High Expectations
Soul in the Hole (Original Music From and Inspired by the Motion Picture) (1997)
1.
The Game of Life (Score)
2.
Diesel
3.
Against The Grain
4.
Ride
5.
You Ain't a Killer
6.
Los Angeles Times
7.
Main Aim
8.
Rare Species (Modus Operandi)
9.
High Expectations
10.
A Child Is Born
11.
Won on Won
12.
Soul in the Hole
13.
Visions of A Blur
14.
Late Night Action
15.
Your Life
iHaddox 1,041
3 years ago
jaw on the floor at Prodigy’s last lines on this song. RIP.
Life a bitch, so I wear her face
Because mine got misplaced
I can't see, I can't breathe, I only bleed
Blood sweeter than a Georgia peach
Snakes slithering through the grass, sucking the talent
Out of the sport like a leech
Hip-Hop is a movement, not ever something that can be reached
But you bitches preach, ain't never have something to fucking teach
Yeah, I got a voice, by my words sounder louder than silence
I stay in my lane, Got a Glock and an AR-15 to my name
Always wishing someone would pull the train
But that type of life get you nothing but shame
Shit ain't no fucking game, son, it's a lifestyle
and you want to live it, that's a hell of a thing
Guns drugs and redrum is something that can't be contained
In your brain
Think about it son, you live by the gun, you gonna die by one
And the cat that squeezes that trigger ain't go no love
Satan, the devil is real, and God is upstairs laughing, and
That's for real
Forgiveness is for the weak, you pray, but you'll never be reached
If you follow your dreams
Welcome to the game........................................................................
What's the bpm?
91 i believe
yeah 91 as the guy said
Genitals, touch, tickle and wiggle the voices
You out of fucks, I'm out of choices
You hear noises, I feel minds, hearts, but im voiceless
You think your hard, maybe, probably, but who the fuck cares
I'm stumbling downstairs with blood and cameras who think I care
I'm not rare, I'm just rare, and no, it's not fair
I'm half way sober, and, I'm
Not even at the county fair
Music moves melodies, thug musik moves hell-spawned felonies
But poetry moves credibility, and credibility moves jealousy
Jelousy moves hatred and hatred moves stability
Contentness moves poverty, and happiness moves probability
Soldiers realistically handle problems problematically
With the devils demons irrationally
Vertically, horizontally, ill-ratically, you nerds couldn't comprehend this even if you were doing what said you do in your raps and you had my guns in the evidence room up on a technicality
😂😂😂
@@a44489 LOL
@@a44489 Nigga just laughed at his raps🤣😂
smoke the lala every morning i wake up sweat and depressed by your drama check your karma before i forget my ganja i spliff another one big where's the special kind of love that i need to let go with you i see the true color is not blue just stuck on you like glue i can only speak my true voice tone versus clones robots and traffickers we are artist for massacres when is the time to start acting less my gal you're a bleesss i'm tired being the less i'm never tired to confess my truth in your flesh we are humans romance violence comes on us they hit in the stomach priceless to pay homage to mr P performance if there's no balance is abundance if not we still savage sadistic smile and heartaches because heart breaks i run with no brakes don't misplace you can't afford bear anymore what the hell im still in a cell i have the key but can't be free without you my tree my garden is exploited in blood now the water taste so bad we feel sad because the opposite is mad ...i can go on but depending on other is something that makes me bother listen up brother i know who i am like no other .....