i made ma own beats : / divine-iconoclast beatmaker argentina big l rap old school east coast hip hop original biggie smalls thug life instrumental 90 bpm
Yeah it's a couple pitches too high. Makes it sound like something off Kids Bop. The snare also is too tinny. The original sounds like there's some grime left on it.
Intro: Big L] Some people was born in heaven With a silver spoon in they mouth And had everything handed to them on a silver platter And never had to work hard for nothing Then there are some people that was born in the opposite world Of those that was born in heaven, which is called hell And had to work hard for everything they got And never had nothing handed to them... and never will [Verse 1: Big L] I'm only at the age of 10 And life already seems to me like it's heading for a dead end Cause my Moms be smoking mad crack My Pops went out for a fast snack and never brought his ass back Nobody knows how I feel, it's quite ill Cause I had to steal to fill my stomach with a nice meal Too ashamed to walk the streets Wearing the same cheap sneaks and dirty outfits for weeks Even my holidays got damaged Cause on Christmas I asked Santa for a father and a hot sandwich I just can't take it And every day I ask myself, "How will I make it?" [Hook: Big L] It seems like my life's been cursed ever since I was a child And how will I make it? I won't, that's how I walk around with a frown, I got no reason to smile And how will I make it, I won't, that's how Aiyo times was rough, I had to grow up foul And how will I make it, I won't, that's how I always knew that I'd end up doing time on the Isle And how will I make it, I won't, that's how [Verse 2: Big L] Five years passed by, now I'm at the age of 15 No more fun and games, it's time to get cream Cause I'm about to burst, it's like my life was cursed I went to church, prayed everyday and it still got worse Soon I ran into a couple of guns Started stalking the streets late, robbing suckers for funds Now everyday I creep with the heat, ain't nothing sweet I rob for meat, If I don't steal I don't eat Then I lost control and started going too far Robbed this brother named Umar then got snatched by the blue car Where I grew up it was a living Hell Then I started to realize, I'm better off in a prison cell Now I can sleep, now I can eat Can't hit skins, but I wasn't hitting skins when I was in the street Aiyo, I just can't take it And every day I ask myself, 'How will I make it?' [Hook] [Verse 3: Big L] Doing time was full of stress G All the fightings and stabbings and men finding men sexy One tried to test me didn't find it humorous Beat him with a pillowcase filled with cans of tuna fish My time came to a cease, I'm back on the streets again I hope I don't get snatched by the beast again But it's getting crazy hectic cause I'm broke, get up naked And can't get a job cause of my jail record Before you know it, I was robbing them same ducks I even started robbing homeless folks for their change cups My whole life was deserted Either I'ma go back to jail or get murdered, but do I deserve it? All I tried to do was live the one life that I got But it seems like I can't get a fair shot I just can't take it And every day I ask myself, 'How will I make it?' [Hook] [Outro: Big L] Word up man, it's real rough out here man In the ghetto, all you can wish for is a better tomorrow It ain't getting no better, it's only getting worse, word up...
: Some people was born in heaven With a silver spoon in they mouth And had everything handed to them on a silver platter And never had to work hard for nothing Then there are some people that was born in the opposite world Of those that was born in heaven, which is called hell And had to work hard for everything they got And never had nothing handed to them... and never will Verse: I'm only at the age of 10 And life already seems to me like it's heading for a dead end Cause my Moms be smoking mad crack My Pops went out for a fast snack and never brought his ass back Nobody knows how I feel, it's quite ill Cause I had to steal to fill my stomach with a nice meal Too ashamed to walk the streets Wearing the same cheap sneaks and dirty outfits for weeks Even my holidays got damaged Cause on Christmas I asked Santa for a father and a hot sandwich I just can't take it And every day I ask myself, "How will I make it?" It seems like my life's been cursed ever since I was a child And how will I make it? I won't, that's how I walk around with a frown, I got no reason to smile And how will I make it, I won't, that's how Aiyo times was rough, I had to grow up foul And how will I make it, I won't, that's how I always knew that I'd end up doing time on the Isle And how will I make it, I won't, that's how
Five years passed by, now I'm at the age of 15 No more fun and games, it's time to get cream Cause I'm about to burst, it's like my life was cursed I went to church, prayed everyday and it still got worse Soon I ran into a couple of guns Started stalking the streets late, robbing suckers for funds Now everyday I creep with the heat, ain't nothing sweet I rob for meat, If I don't steal I don't eat Then I lost control and started going too far Robbed this brother named Umar then got snatched by the blue car Where I grew up it was a living Hell Then I started to realize, I'm better off in a prison cell Now I can sleep, now I can eat Can't hit skins, but I wasn't hitting skins when I was in the street Aiyo, I just can't take it And every day I ask myself, 'How will I make it?' [Hook] [Verse 3: Big L] Doing time was full of stress G All the fightings and stabbings and men finding men sexy One tried to test me didn't find it humorous Beat him with a pillowcase filled with cans of tuna fish My time came to a cease, I'm back on the streets again I hope I don't get snatched by the beast again But it's getting crazy hectic cause I'm broke, get up naked And can't get a job cause of my jail record Before you know it, I was robbing them same ducks I even started robbing homeless folks for their change cups My whole life was deserted Either I'ma go back to jail or get murdered, but do I deserve it? All I tried to do was live the one life that I got But it seems like I can't get a fair shot I just can't take it And every day I ask myself, 'How will I make
Once i caught tears from the rain washed away pain And the stains that leeched like a migraine cocaine To my brain also kept me sane to the worlds insane Tryna watch my lane keep thickness on my grain Beards wooly still pack a toolie looking for bullies But can't buck this ride once the nine glides slides Three a piece cold release another dead in the streets I'm from Houston where we smoke sweets obsolete Back to the streets again where we plot the sins This is for my peeps struggling hustling Corner blocks glocks n still knocking rocks fist watch Ticks and the tocks just waiting for deaths lock With no combination a masterbation creation Death to the earth but begins a new birth my worth Aint holding clout space clout max out a doubt I'm deep cover underground lover smother other Emcees that think they holding the covers Over hip hop just stop and let the real dealers mop
@@dmacprince nigga you sound like a feminine J Cole. No bass in your voice at all. If I could compared writing today to L...only person that comes to mind is RJ Payne. They even look alike
Yo fuck all ur rumors Humors I’m takin the stand Blasted How dramatic Laughter After No case close No niggas exposed Tho I don’t fuck around bitches and hoes Threw my life feels like a burnt end to a smoked pipe Tonight ain’t right No jumps no fight But messed up shit Ur friends doin skins HIV deadly coming at the end When will life be ok Ight Shit in my life gone foul Momma leaving and out No doubt Bustin music drink and loud Wow never knew I was a enemy Threw it seems I am against my own family Pickon fightz with your mom Drama with your dad It’s like I am live in Menace 2 society Fuck it all my life was foul But how will I make it I won’t tht how
When I came into this world, luck was with me not, That’s how I found myself stuck between building blocks, Life was grimm in the project where the light is dimm, Any misunderstanding occurs and pipes would beam, Had to get out quick, I didn’t have time to waste, Fear getting tied by Jakes or guns deciding my fate, Can’t cry for aid, been searching for an exit trail, Had to be legit, can’t be doing years in jail, Ain’t had much left, and the time was ticking, I couldn’t let my vision die cuz of life in prison, Couldn’t bear, had to get emotions out, Putting my thoughts down seemed like the only route, That’s what it’s all about, that’s where it started off, and even though bars were soft, my scars went off, Been writing since, on any chance I get, Level up quotes, tryna advance my shit, Wondering whether me and success to meet, Still going, cause there ain’t much that’s meant to me, And mentally, I was getting stronger the minute, pushing my flows to the limit, all cuz my hopes we ascending, Remember when I first made a rap stage, Had a head ache, and felt my hands shake, Was nervous up to when they played, The beat, calmed down, did it, then I woke up the next day, That’s my first accomplishment, Remembered how the concert end, and the crowd been screaming compliments, I was thankful, still had some manners, But u can’t compare a local bar to Staples Center, Add to that, I also had some cake to earn, I was ready, time for my life to take a turn,
Vivo buscando y nunca encuentro nada Tantos Amigos Y estoy solo en la nada sin un peso y con la panza Congelada Y hay otros que la vida Le dio hasta lo q no esperan y no valoran Lo q les entregan es asi solo espero la muerte para matar la pena Mi nombre esta escrito y ya en la ciudad y ver como me desprecia Mi vieja Mis hermanos se quejan Mi viejo me echa tantos gomitos De tanto Escabio estoy en la mierda Vivo soñando sueño con perras con autos caros Y No tengo para comer ni la merienda Una semana entera solo con lagrimas Entre las penas la realidad dispara con 5 ojos en la espaldas En las calles para no perder la fama mi amor no me ama este corazon es de piedra pero
La vida no es fácil y cada día me pregunto que voi hacer No tengo dinero ni un centavo en el bolsillo Hay que trabajar por el sueldo mas mínimo para poder comer Tantas veces renuncie sin miedo a perder Sin miedo a perder aprendo del pasado para no cometer los errores de ayer Los mismo que me hicieron fuerte
Relajado abajo de la sombrilla, es otro dia, dia de maravillas, estoy con mi negro probando en el estudio, ya no mi importa ya no quiero lo tuyo, es asi que la money me acompañe, si no lo hace negro espera que te dañe, a mi no me engañes, que reconozco una mentira, siguiendo asi y de que va la vida Ser exitoso tener un carro ser famoso, veo mafiosos se cagan solos una linea de yeyo
2024 . Still the best . big L , deserves crest. In peace, Rest ❤❤❤❤❤🎉🎉
that bass line is like ouch for my ears
i thought that i was only one hahaha
Yea no bueno
Yeah it's a couple pitches too high. Makes it sound like something off Kids Bop. The snare also is too tinny. The original sounds like there's some grime left on it.
RIP Big L
Respect from Russia
best beat in the world
Intro: Big L]
Some people was born in heaven
With a silver spoon in they mouth
And had everything handed to them on a silver platter
And never had to work hard for nothing
Then there are some people that was born in the opposite world
Of those that was born in heaven, which is called hell
And had to work hard for everything they got
And never had nothing handed to them... and never will
[Verse 1: Big L]
I'm only at the age of 10
And life already seems to me like it's heading for a dead end
Cause my Moms be smoking mad crack
My Pops went out for a fast snack and never brought his ass back
Nobody knows how I feel, it's quite ill
Cause I had to steal to fill my stomach with a nice meal
Too ashamed to walk the streets
Wearing the same cheap sneaks and dirty outfits for weeks
Even my holidays got damaged
Cause on Christmas I asked Santa for a father and a hot sandwich
I just can't take it
And every day I ask myself, "How will I make it?"
[Hook: Big L]
It seems like my life's been cursed ever since I was a child
And how will I make it? I won't, that's how
I walk around with a frown, I got no reason to smile
And how will I make it, I won't, that's how
Aiyo times was rough, I had to grow up foul
And how will I make it, I won't, that's how
I always knew that I'd end up doing time on the Isle
And how will I make it, I won't, that's how
[Verse 2: Big L]
Five years passed by, now I'm at the age of 15
No more fun and games, it's time to get cream
Cause I'm about to burst, it's like my life was cursed
I went to church, prayed everyday and it still got worse
Soon I ran into a couple of guns
Started stalking the streets late, robbing suckers for funds
Now everyday I creep with the heat, ain't nothing sweet
I rob for meat, If I don't steal I don't eat
Then I lost control and started going too far
Robbed this brother named Umar then got snatched by the blue car
Where I grew up it was a living Hell
Then I started to realize, I'm better off in a prison cell
Now I can sleep, now I can eat
Can't hit skins, but I wasn't hitting skins when I was in the street
Aiyo, I just can't take it
And every day I ask myself, 'How will I make it?'
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Big L]
Doing time was full of stress G
All the fightings and stabbings and men finding men sexy
One tried to test me didn't find it humorous
Beat him with a pillowcase filled with cans of tuna fish
My time came to a cease, I'm back on the streets again
I hope I don't get snatched by the beast again
But it's getting crazy hectic cause I'm broke, get up naked
And can't get a job cause of my jail record
Before you know it, I was robbing them same ducks
I even started robbing homeless folks for their change cups
My whole life was deserted
Either I'ma go back to jail or get murdered, but do I deserve it?
All I tried to do was live the one life that I got
But it seems like I can't get a fair shot
I just can't take it
And every day I ask myself, 'How will I make it?'
[Hook]
[Outro: Big L]
Word up man, it's real rough out here man
In the ghetto, all you can wish for is a better tomorrow
It ain't getting no better, it's only getting worse, word up...
Many thanks for the lyrics💯🔥💯🔥💯🔥💯🔥 RIP L👑🔥
:
Some people was born in heaven
With a silver spoon in they mouth
And had everything handed to them on a silver platter
And never had to work hard for nothing
Then there are some people that was born in the opposite world
Of those that was born in heaven, which is called hell
And had to work hard for everything they got
And never had nothing handed to them... and never will
Verse:
I'm only at the age of 10
And life already seems to me like it's heading for a dead end
Cause my Moms be smoking mad crack
My Pops went out for a fast snack and never brought his ass back
Nobody knows how I feel, it's quite ill
Cause I had to steal to fill my stomach with a nice meal
Too ashamed to walk the streets
Wearing the same cheap sneaks and dirty outfits for weeks
Even my holidays got damaged
Cause on Christmas I asked Santa for a father and a hot sandwich
I just can't take it
And every day I ask myself, "How will I make it?"
It seems like my life's been cursed ever since I was a child
And how will I make it? I won't, that's how
I walk around with a frown, I got no reason to smile
And how will I make it, I won't, that's how
Aiyo times was rough, I had to grow up foul
And how will I make it, I won't, that's how
I always knew that I'd end up doing time on the Isle
And how will I make it, I won't, that's how
Five years passed by, now I'm at the age of 15
No more fun and games, it's time to get cream
Cause I'm about to burst, it's like my life was cursed
I went to church, prayed everyday and it still got worse
Soon I ran into a couple of guns
Started stalking the streets late, robbing suckers for funds
Now everyday I creep with the heat, ain't nothing sweet
I rob for meat, If I don't steal I don't eat
Then I lost control and started going too far
Robbed this brother named Umar then got snatched by the blue car
Where I grew up it was a living Hell
Then I started to realize, I'm better off in a prison cell
Now I can sleep, now I can eat
Can't hit skins, but I wasn't hitting skins when I was in the street
Aiyo, I just can't take it
And every day I ask myself, 'How will I make it?'
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Big L]
Doing time was full of stress G
All the fightings and stabbings and men finding men sexy
One tried to test me didn't find it humorous
Beat him with a pillowcase filled with cans of tuna fish
My time came to a cease, I'm back on the streets again
I hope I don't get snatched by the beast again
But it's getting crazy hectic cause I'm broke, get up naked
And can't get a job cause of my jail record
Before you know it, I was robbing them same ducks
I even started robbing homeless folks for their change cups
My whole life was deserted
Either I'ma go back to jail or get murdered, but do I deserve it?
All I tried to do was live the one life that I got
But it seems like I can't get a fair shot
I just can't take it
And every day I ask myself, 'How will I make
2019 still rocking
I won't make it that's how!!! RIP Big L
Same sample used for the Cold World beat RZA made for liquid swords
que buen beat
Once i caught tears from the rain washed away pain
And the stains that leeched like a migraine cocaine
To my brain also kept me sane to the worlds insane
Tryna watch my lane keep thickness on my grain
Beards wooly still pack a toolie looking for bullies
But can't buck this ride once the nine glides slides
Three a piece cold release another dead in the streets
I'm from Houston where we smoke sweets obsolete
Back to the streets again where we plot the sins
This is for my peeps struggling hustling
Corner blocks glocks n still knocking rocks fist watch
Ticks and the tocks just waiting for deaths lock
With no combination a masterbation creation
Death to the earth but begins a new birth my worth
Aint holding clout space clout max out a doubt
I'm deep cover underground lover smother other
Emcees that think they holding the covers
Over hip hop just stop and let the real dealers mop
this beat is only for Big L, no one can rip it like he did
R.I.P. Big L
I disagree these beats are for real artist
They say I sound like him fr
@@dmacprince nigga you sound like a feminine J Cole. No bass in your voice at all. If I could compared writing today to L...only person that comes to mind is RJ Payne. They even look alike
@@ryanlivernois8259 Big L had more skill than your full family tree combined hahaha real artist Big L was the best mush
@@ryanlivernois8259😊
este ya lo saque en una rola y me quedo chingona saludos gracias.
grabaste sobre el beat que "hice"? pasame el link por privado
Oh mai god men, is rili naise, mainit ap bc like much (? ahre
RIP Lamont 😢
thank you!
Yo fuck all ur rumors
Humors
I’m takin the stand
Blasted
How dramatic
Laughter
After
No case close
No niggas exposed
Tho
I don’t fuck around bitches and hoes
Threw my life feels like a burnt end to a smoked pipe
Tonight ain’t right
No jumps no fight
But messed up shit
Ur friends doin skins
HIV deadly coming at the end
When will life be ok
Ight
Shit in my life gone foul
Momma leaving and out
No doubt
Bustin music drink and loud
Wow never knew I was a enemy
Threw it seems I am against my own family
Pickon fightz with your mom
Drama with your dad
It’s like I am live in Menace 2 society
Fuck it all my life was foul
But how will I make it I won’t tht how
R.I.P
Hot as bars----------------- 🔥🔥 ---------------------🔥🔥
❤❤
RIP Big L
Imagine Big L and Beanie Sigel on this beat in Rocafella
Can I use this for our starting career as an underground rap group? Thanks
ya se vendio?
Sos de argentina chabón? Estoy orguioso! jaja
Na puro Duki argentina
@@bryantmoreira4618 La peor mierda de Argentina es Duki
Aguante el rap vieja
@@mauriciojcetinamassa5801 te apoyo hermano
yo tmb, me sorprendi
Safd
Could you imagine Big L and the Notorious Mac on a Track!!!!
When I came into this world, luck was with me not,
That’s how I found myself stuck between building blocks,
Life was grimm in the project where the light is dimm,
Any misunderstanding occurs and pipes would beam,
Had to get out quick, I didn’t have time to waste,
Fear getting tied by Jakes or guns deciding my fate,
Can’t cry for aid, been searching for an exit trail,
Had to be legit, can’t be doing years in jail,
Ain’t had much left, and the time was ticking,
I couldn’t let my vision die cuz of life in prison,
Couldn’t bear, had to get emotions out,
Putting my thoughts down seemed like the only route,
That’s what it’s all about, that’s where it started off, and even though bars were soft, my scars went off,
Been writing since, on any chance I get,
Level up quotes, tryna advance my shit,
Wondering whether me and success to meet,
Still going, cause there ain’t much that’s meant to me,
And mentally, I was getting stronger the minute, pushing my flows to the limit, all cuz my hopes we ascending,
Remember when I first made a rap stage,
Had a head ache, and felt my hands shake,
Was nervous up to when they played,
The beat, calmed down, did it, then I woke up the next day,
That’s my first accomplishment,
Remembered how the concert end, and the crowd been screaming compliments,
I was thankful, still had some manners,
But u can’t compare a local bar to Staples Center,
Add to that, I also had some cake to earn,
I was ready, time for my life to take a turn,
Bruh you are fucking pure cringe embarrassing and wack af worst shit i ever read
¿se puede usar may?
es justo lo q queria
Vivo buscando y nunca encuentro nada Tantos Amigos Y estoy solo en la nada sin un peso y con la panza Congelada Y hay otros que la vida Le dio hasta lo q no esperan y no valoran Lo q les entregan es asi solo espero la muerte para matar la pena
Mi nombre esta escrito y ya en la ciudad y ver como me desprecia Mi vieja Mis hermanos se quejan Mi viejo me echa tantos gomitos De tanto Escabio estoy en la mierda Vivo soñando sueño con perras con autos caros Y No tengo para comer ni la merienda Una semana entera solo con lagrimas Entre las penas la realidad dispara con 5 ojos en la espaldas En las calles para no perder la fama mi amor no me ama este corazon es de piedra pero
Bass line is out of mey
sacada totalmente de contexto
Hermosas para jugar x❤
La vida no es fácil y cada día me pregunto que voi hacer
No tengo dinero
ni un centavo en el bolsillo
Hay que trabajar por el sueldo mas mínimo para poder comer
Tantas veces renuncie sin miedo a perder
Sin miedo a perder
aprendo del pasado
para no cometer los errores de ayer
Los mismo que me hicieron fuerte
Tiene un tempo mas lento la original ;igual esta buena
The bass sounds off…needs to be lower or something.
what's the original sample?
The Dramatics - In the Rain
Kid Kase Good
Relajado abajo de la sombrilla, es otro dia, dia de maravillas, estoy con mi negro probando en el estudio, ya no mi importa ya no quiero lo tuyo, es asi que la money me acompañe, si no lo hace negro espera que te dañe, a mi no me engañes, que reconozco una mentira, siguiendo asi y de que va la vida
Ser exitoso tener un carro ser famoso, veo mafiosos se cagan solos una linea de yeyo
Esta desafinado el bajo
igual es una de las mejores que encontré
ke.
its like shitty skylab by tchiptchip
I think you needa even it out more
Designed for big L only
Nah g pitch off ruins
Yeah, sorry g. But that bass aint right at all. Gotta give the thumbs down and recommend the one from a yr ago that is right🤷♂️