I’ve gotta stay cruising Moving through the moment Surrounded by the hopeless Hope I don’t lose focus Choke on a new flow Start exposing my old omens Cold shoulder to the showmen Show them I’m not broken Hidden but well spoken
If you're interested in hip-hop instrumentals I recommend watching Questlove talk about J Dilla's production technique for Couch Wisdom and then listening to Little Brother by Black Star. Amazing stuff.
wish i had more time id write more rhymes it gives me that feeling of feeling sublime life been on a good streek this verse here is to make kids hear so listen clear my lyrics loud like the pistole of a pistolier im sitting proud as im sitting here they gimme stares cause im climbing up so many stairs
וכל בוקר כשאני קם מתעורר אני שוב נלחם את קרה וכן אני חם כל מילה שלי היא לא סתם את צריכה מנה של דם את חיוורת כמו ערפד אך אני כמו פרפר לפעמים שקט נחמד ואני שומר עלייך פה מחזיק לך את היד ביחד שניים זה אחד לא ממש רציתי ש תבואי אבל משתנה קורה גם שאני טועה ובזה אני מודה לא רציתי כלום אבל זה שוב בא הרצון להיות גדול זה לא רע מנסה להתמיד ולשמור על עצמי לנשום עמוק להתאמן ולאכול בריא לפעמים מרגיש כלוא בעולם החופשי זה משהו בנפש כן תקרא לזה אישי אני מרגיש טיפשי ,כל כך הרבה הסחות קשה להיות אמיתי לכל אחד מסכות עומד מול העולם אני פותר בעיות הם ממשיכים לרדוף אחרי הזנבות וכל בוקר שאני קם מתעורר אני שוב נלחם את קרה וכן אני חם כל מילה שלי היא לא סתם ואת כמו צמח את נותנת לי חמצן הצבעים שלך יפים אני נותן לך תפחמן ולפעמים אני מרגיש כמו ליצן לא תמיד אני מרגיש מוכן השמש שוב זורחת והעור הופך כהה יש פה מלנין שוחה במים נהנה
Shave my head to inhibit more focus Scared for my life got me chirpin like locus I can't get this shit right/a big night fright/running round the streets just looking to fight Listen to my words as they come through the speakers Now wait for the moment and just don't lose it
My tounges too tied I’m tired I gaze I’ve seen brighter days these is hazy The moon shining down in my window while I’m wide awake alongside my fellow brethren crack babies I find my hide away behind tint in the Mercedes black out rolling papers I stay fired up and fried eyes low and tired I’m wired and faded No one can rush you out your lane if you the one who paved it Entertainment Payed for brain washing in the main stream cable Ain’t life amazing overstand and the hatred fade away with a case off Rabies that leave you mind ina maze of thought of a matrix Complete with a complex motherboard to compensate it Don’t over the think what plays in front of you in the day light it go over your head like hang glider You ain’t gotta be the pocket every one tryna take out of Play your cards right at the game table and make out it Sucks if you been played for yours or played yours and ain’t got em And life a bitch and her lil name karma The eye on the dollar Run for the start of the end
I can’t shake this weight crushing down onto my frame Pain in my mental makes me physically drained Simplify insane due to the fact that this cocaine in a my veins has made me a changed man Since grade ten I’ve lived life in the deepend Everyday weekday and weekend My sickness has as deepe
parte imaginativa parte mecanica arte que da mi rap el arte es mi vida es una forma de expresion ante tanta represion que causa depresion atmosfera de presion metaforas desde el corazón no creo en nadie desde que mi mejor pana me traiciono eso no significa que no albergue amor sino que cierro mas mi circulo aprecio ese vinculo de los que estuvieron conmigo cuando no tenia titulos y no es que a hora tenga alguno pero seguiran ahi apoyandome hasta que tenga uno pues se que lo merezco todos merecemos ese puesto no hay respuesto en mi cerebro descompuesto de tanto acido me he convertido en un parasito para asi to mar nuevos caminos nuevos tramos hay una chica a la cual yo amo la presumiria llevandola al cielo de la mano diciendole a mi abue Emiliano la encontramos despues de tanto sufrimiento soy nieto del viento esa brisa esa sonrisa que me hace sentir contento y me lleva por todo el mundo a cosntante movimiento rapido o lento algun dia morire pero quiero que mis nietos se acuerden de aquel que rimo para expulsar todo lo que tenia bajo la piel combinacion de maca y miel mi helada piel a travesando tu red hagamos un balance ponme en trance encima mio hay un encaje que baje que suba fanta grape pronto sacare un mixtape muero por irme de viaje a grabar a conocer mil personas para ser un paraiso cultural de experienciaas conocimientos que me voten del cono si miento yo represento desde los 15 a este movimiento donde no rimaba ni ar ahora en que estas te burlabas de que no lo podia lograr se oponia tu fam pero Dani lo voy a lograr y tu nombre no necesito mencionar por que ya la cague una vez y no lo haria una vez mas volando hacia la paz hacia cambiar la faz labia irradia paz mi rabia irradia rap muy pocas veces escribo con la pluma por que me acabaria los cuadernos de una
PanoramicaTestoVideoAscolta I got so much funky shit inside my brain I couldn't explain, couldn't explain You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain I got so much funky shit inside my brain I couldn't explain, couldn't explain You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain Explanation of the funk essential trapped in my brain Couldn't do it, make me wonder how a world maintain Got emcees frontin' total masquerade Screamin' toast had to touch them up with my blade Cut is caught brothers still fallin' to this day And all is face say why'd have to be this way? Five 'cent is the culture Make me pop you like a vulture Amplify my mic and let the rhyme take the clutcher The rains of the rhythms with some boom boom cat Not enough to break your back, just so you react. My counter act's my counterpart Takin' your heart You made a move to pull my plug now that ass got sparked All I seeing and knowing is my business and I divide to multiply And give thanks to most high 24/7 brothers got to make a living Overcome the odds is the only decision Cast like my pawn with your third eye vision Slip up in the brain raise a sharp incision Streets full of clowns trying to rob your part When the herb come knocking send them home with a not I got my house pumped Crunch a problem with my luck Coming soft to the hole and get your whole game stuffed As we sway the dance halls from heaven to hell, As the sun do shine, JBeez rock well. I got so much funky shit inside my brain, I couldn't explain, couldn't explain You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain Yo dig it, I got so much funky shit inside my brain, I couldn't explain, couldn't explain You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain Cut you short and escort you to my innermost thoughts Dreams of fighting for my freedom in the most high courts But jump shots get blocked and dreams get shattered And when the day turns night, souls get bruised and battered. Cheap labor for a favor from your cotton picking neighbor, Got to work your ass off just to show you got flavor, Life savers won't help you when your breaking your back And Uncle Sam keep talking about raising his tax I look at heaven and see myself rolling in seven or eleven So I can recoup this suit that I'm spending Pray to God with divine intervention all my life Repent for my sins because I don't want strife Release from contracts to make new contacts The game gets played but still remains the facts That I got to wake up and see the brood of charades 'Cause I'm still living in the modern age slave trade Rapping on holy water, Looking for divine order Life goes on, but still the rhyme gets shorter Seal my fate, there's no escape But still I'm straight, I'm back on track, shaking off the dead weight The time has come, for me to free my soul Grab hold of my heart and take full control 'Cause no matter what happens when times get hard, I still stand my ground and use the force of God I got so much funky shit inside my brain, I couldn't explain, couldn't explain You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain Yo dig it, I got so much funky shit inside my brain, I couldn't explain, couldn't explain You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain I'm about to shine like a dime, It's time to give me mine, My props, cause I'm about to take you to the top, Non-stop with the body rock I make you forget about your seat and start smiling Brothers buck wilding And JBeez is always styling We bring the raw, The real hardcore, Giving you more than what you bargained for Son, so your ass is best to run when You see me coming I'm taking it back to the essence, Soul tracks I'm blessing Pass the mic over here, So I can test it, Check one check two, We's about to set it, When the Brothers rock the party, you'll never forget it, 'Cause I got so much funky shit inside my brain, I couldn't explain, couldn't explain You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain Yo dig it, I got so much funky shit inside my brain, I couldn't explain, couldn't explain You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain I got so much funky shit inside my brain, I couldn't explain, I couldn't explain You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain I got so much funky shit inside my brain, I couldn't explain, I couldn't explain You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain
Has anyone recorded any vocals (acapellas) that they can send me ? They'll get credited for the song when i upload it or does anyone know where i can get them from ? Thanks.
I know what you're saying because I do hear it in the beginning of the track. I think it's just the synth part just in lower volume and with high reverb giving that wolf sound effect.
@@rahynokingof1209 lo digo con doble sentido por que si te pones a pensar detenidamente de daras cuenta que es como si esto fuese un juego en donde te progeaman para seguir siertos patrones de guia ... bueno es mi opinon nada mas
Flip scripts like acrobats coming in with no hat only lyrics that be fat that you catch a heart attack No room for no wack so give me a beat n pass me that, mic and watch me go on attack no joke black flows got you more paranoid than alley crack .
I wouldn't doubt it. Dilla and TheRoots used to collaborate all the time with beats, but it's only been confirmed that The Roots produced this one. The Rhodes piano is so Dilla though
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![Neneh Cherry - Buffalo stance [instrumental]](/img/n.gif)
There are no words to describe this sick beat.... Long live real hip hop.
This still applies 5 years later long live real hip hop 👊🏼
Didn't ?uestlove did this beat?
@@ThePhantomKing the roots
I play this like every day to keep me grounded with a positive attitude. Amazing what sound can do for you.
its unbelievable
Factual Statement My Non-Biological Brother 💯
It's all about frequencys
Check out Colorful Storms by Damu.
I’ve gotta stay cruising
Moving through the moment
Surrounded by the hopeless
Hope I don’t lose focus
Choke on a new flow
Start exposing my old omens
Cold shoulder to the showmen
Show them I’m not broken
Hidden but well spoken
Got to love youtube's recommendations...
same here!!
This beat is so cold I want to cry.
it's so overwhelmingly good
I didn't know how many little intricate details were surrounding the beat until the vocals were taken off. Props!
If you're interested in hip-hop instrumentals I recommend watching Questlove talk about J Dilla's production technique for Couch Wisdom and then listening to Little Brother by Black Star. Amazing stuff.
James black star is amazing
Love the vibes!
Amazing.Real Hip Hop lives.
perfect just perfect
So dope and mellow
very nice song. love it amigo.
perfect song with the jbeez !!!
Sick beat!!
Good job man. It would go good in a video thats showing driving down the street in a nice sunny evening
so clean
I thought mad squablez came on but nope a dope ass instrumental instead 🔥🔥🔥
Magnífico peso ...
Smooth, shit fire my G. Salute.
rap to stimulate da brain
this shit is ill fam
its like my brains in a rage trying to exit to the page!
The Roots basically produced another " Proceed " if you think about it
"I shall proceed to rock the mic". Of course that's it!
Unless the remixes, ah no.
Top demais
♥
wish i had more time
id write more rhymes
it gives me that feeling of feeling sublime
life been on a good streek
this verse here is to make kids hear
so listen clear
my lyrics loud like the pistole of a pistolier
im sitting proud as im sitting here
they gimme stares
cause im climbing up so many stairs
Nemo Raffael what the fuck
muy buena brodaaaasaaaaaaaaaaaa
וכל בוקר כשאני קם
מתעורר אני שוב נלחם
את קרה וכן אני חם
כל מילה שלי היא לא סתם
את צריכה מנה של דם
את חיוורת כמו ערפד
אך אני כמו פרפר
לפעמים שקט נחמד
ואני שומר עלייך
פה מחזיק לך את היד
ביחד שניים זה אחד
לא ממש רציתי ש
תבואי אבל משתנה
קורה גם שאני טועה
ובזה אני מודה
לא רציתי כלום אבל זה שוב בא
הרצון להיות גדול זה לא רע
מנסה להתמיד ולשמור על עצמי
לנשום עמוק להתאמן ולאכול בריא
לפעמים מרגיש כלוא בעולם החופשי
זה משהו בנפש כן תקרא לזה אישי
אני מרגיש טיפשי ,כל כך הרבה הסחות
קשה להיות אמיתי לכל אחד מסכות
עומד מול העולם אני פותר בעיות
הם ממשיכים לרדוף אחרי הזנבות
וכל בוקר שאני קם
מתעורר אני שוב נלחם
את קרה וכן אני חם
כל מילה שלי היא לא סתם
ואת כמו צמח את נותנת לי חמצן
הצבעים שלך יפים אני נותן לך תפחמן
ולפעמים אני מרגיש כמו ליצן
לא תמיד אני מרגיש מוכן
השמש שוב זורחת
והעור הופך כהה
יש פה מלנין
שוחה במים נהנה
Yes yea
Had to find out who produced this and of course it was The Roots.
Peep “San Juan sunset- deodato” I believe it’s the sample
cold flowsss
Shave my head to inhibit more focus
Scared for my life got me chirpin like locus
I can't get this shit right/a big night fright/running round the streets just looking to fight
Listen to my words as they come through the speakers
Now wait for the moment and just don't lose it
My tounges too tied I’m tired I gaze I’ve seen brighter days these is hazy
The moon shining down in my window while I’m wide awake alongside my fellow brethren crack babies
I find my hide away behind tint in the Mercedes black out rolling papers
I stay fired up and fried eyes low and tired I’m wired and faded
No one can rush you out your lane if you the one who paved it
Entertainment
Payed for brain washing in the main stream cable
Ain’t life amazing overstand and the hatred fade away with a case off
Rabies that leave you mind ina maze of thought of a matrix
Complete with a complex motherboard to compensate it
Don’t over the think what plays in front of you in the day light it go over your head like hang glider
You ain’t gotta be the pocket every one tryna take out of
Play your cards right at the game table and make out it
Sucks if you been played for yours or played yours and ain’t got em
And life a bitch and her lil name karma
The eye on the dollar
Run for the start of the end
And change
I’ve tried to make some change
Every way that I can
Been through some pain
Mottos mantain
I stack my Accolades
On my death bed
Like a pack of grapes
Write lines till I fascinate
The minds that procrastinate
I can’t shake this weight crushing down onto my frame
Pain in my mental makes me physically drained
Simplify insane due to the fact that this cocaine in a my veins has made me a changed man
Since grade ten I’ve lived life in the deepend
Everyday weekday and weekend
My sickness has as deepe
Tanner Clower
I depend
On the weeks ends
Hope I see sense
Repent every word spoke
Every letter sent
I need a set of friends
And better pen
This one did it
Donde me lleve el viento.
Puro relajo
Muy bacan la basee
Camplo and JB remix would be fire
I highly recommend listening to this while on mushrooms
I never noticed the synth until now.
You talking about that one in the beginning? I had to pause cause I thought it was coming from outside
SEXY FCKN BEAT !
Anyone got the instrumental for (True Blue) they'd be willing to share???????? Been wanting that for some time. Cheers
I think this and How Ya Want were the only instrumentals that were released.
parte imaginativa
parte mecanica
arte que da mi rap
el arte es mi vida
es una forma de expresion
ante tanta represion que causa depresion
atmosfera de presion metaforas desde el corazón
no creo en nadie desde que mi mejor pana me traiciono
eso no significa que no albergue amor
sino que cierro mas mi circulo aprecio ese vinculo
de los que estuvieron conmigo cuando no tenia titulos
y no es que a hora tenga alguno pero seguiran ahi apoyandome hasta que tenga uno
pues se que lo merezco todos merecemos ese puesto no hay respuesto en mi cerebro descompuesto
de tanto acido me he convertido en un parasito para asi to mar nuevos caminos nuevos tramos
hay una chica a la cual yo amo la presumiria llevandola al cielo de la mano diciendole a mi abue Emiliano la encontramos
despues de tanto sufrimiento soy nieto del viento esa brisa esa sonrisa que me hace sentir contento y me lleva por todo el mundo a cosntante movimiento rapido o lento
algun dia morire pero quiero que mis nietos se acuerden de aquel que rimo para expulsar todo lo que tenia bajo la piel combinacion de maca y miel mi helada piel a travesando tu red
hagamos un balance ponme en trance encima mio hay un encaje que baje que suba fanta grape pronto sacare un mixtape muero por irme de viaje
a grabar a conocer mil personas para ser un paraiso cultural de experienciaas conocimientos que me voten del cono si miento yo represento desde los 15 a este movimiento
donde no rimaba ni ar ahora en que estas
te burlabas de que no lo podia lograr se oponia tu fam
pero Dani lo voy a lograr
y tu nombre no necesito mencionar por que ya la cague una vez y no lo haria una vez mas
volando hacia la paz hacia cambiar la faz
labia irradia paz
mi rabia irradia rap
muy pocas veces escribo con la pluma
por que me acabaria los cuadernos de una
Whats good
0:16
0:38
1:01
PanoramicaTestoVideoAscolta
I got so much funky shit inside my brain
I couldn't explain, couldn't explain
You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain
I got so much funky shit inside my brain
I couldn't explain, couldn't explain
You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain
Explanation of the funk essential trapped in my brain
Couldn't do it, make me wonder how a world maintain
Got emcees frontin' total masquerade
Screamin' toast had to touch them up with my blade
Cut is caught brothers still fallin' to this day
And all is face say why'd have to be this way?
Five 'cent is the culture
Make me pop you like a vulture
Amplify my mic and let the rhyme take the clutcher
The rains of the rhythms with some boom boom cat
Not enough to break your back, just so you react.
My counter act's my counterpart
Takin' your heart
You made a move to pull my plug now that ass got sparked
All I seeing and knowing is my business and I divide to multiply
And give thanks to most high
24/7 brothers got to make a living
Overcome the odds is the only decision
Cast like my pawn with your third eye vision
Slip up in the brain raise a sharp incision
Streets full of clowns trying to rob your part
When the herb come knocking send them home with a not
I got my house pumped
Crunch a problem with my luck
Coming soft to the hole and get your whole game stuffed
As we sway the dance halls from heaven to hell,
As the sun do shine, JBeez rock well.
I got so much funky shit inside my brain,
I couldn't explain, couldn't explain
You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain
Yo dig it,
I got so much funky shit inside my brain,
I couldn't explain, couldn't explain
You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain
Cut you short and escort you to my innermost thoughts
Dreams of fighting for my freedom in the most high courts
But jump shots get blocked and dreams get shattered
And when the day turns night, souls get bruised and battered.
Cheap labor for a favor from your cotton picking neighbor,
Got to work your ass off just to show you got flavor,
Life savers won't help you when your breaking your back
And Uncle Sam keep talking about raising his tax
I look at heaven and see myself rolling in seven or eleven
So I can recoup this suit that I'm spending
Pray to God with divine intervention all my life
Repent for my sins because I don't want strife
Release from contracts to make new contacts
The game gets played but still remains the facts
That I got to wake up and see the brood of charades
'Cause I'm still living in the modern age slave trade
Rapping on holy water,
Looking for divine order
Life goes on, but still the rhyme gets shorter
Seal my fate, there's no escape
But still I'm straight,
I'm back on track, shaking off the dead weight
The time has come, for me to free my soul
Grab hold of my heart and take full control
'Cause no matter what happens when times get hard,
I still stand my ground and use the force of God
I got so much funky shit inside my brain,
I couldn't explain, couldn't explain
You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain
Yo dig it,
I got so much funky shit inside my brain,
I couldn't explain, couldn't explain
You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain
I'm about to shine like a dime,
It's time to give me mine,
My props, cause I'm about to take you to the top,
Non-stop with the body rock
I make you forget about your seat and start smiling
Brothers buck wilding
And JBeez is always styling
We bring the raw,
The real hardcore,
Giving you more than what you bargained for
Son, so your ass is best to run when
You see me coming
I'm taking it back to the essence,
Soul tracks I'm blessing
Pass the mic over here,
So I can test it,
Check one check two,
We's about to set it,
When the Brothers rock the party, you'll never forget it,
'Cause
I got so much funky shit inside my brain,
I couldn't explain, couldn't explain
You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain
Yo dig it,
I got so much funky shit inside my brain,
I couldn't explain, couldn't explain
You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain
I got so much funky shit inside my brain,
I couldn't explain, I couldn't explain
You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain
I got so much funky shit inside my brain,
I couldn't explain, I couldn't explain
You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain
Has anyone recorded any vocals (acapellas) that they can send me ? They'll get credited for the song when i upload it or does anyone know where i can get them from ? Thanks.
You need some do you have the vocals I can lay them or write some?
@@dalerinkels9040 write some my gee
If u wear headphones you can hear wolves howling faintly especially in beginning in the distance? Idk might be trippin
I think u trippin
There not wolves it’s just affect bro
I know what you're saying because I do hear it in the beginning of the track. I think it's just the synth part just in lower volume and with high reverb giving that wolf sound effect.
420 suscriptores.
444 right now. Universal number. Am about to make it 445
Desconectandome de esta realidad que me sofoca me di cuenta de lo mucho que me tenian sometido en su juego llamado control mental...
Los Juegos No controlan tu mente, la mente tuya hace que Lo Jueges..
@@rahynokingof1209 lo digo con doble sentido por que si te pones a pensar detenidamente de daras cuenta que es como si esto fuese un juego en donde te progeaman para seguir siertos patrones de guia ... bueno es mi opinon nada mas
@@rahynokingof1209 no entendiste lo q dijo, tonto
@@piltrafa7 Si animal, no tienes nada que hacer que te metes en una conversación que no tiene nada que ver contigo.
@@rahynokingof1209 eres torpe
Very good, is free use?
No.
Where's Mo?
Flip scripts like acrobats
coming in with no hat
only lyrics that be fat
that you catch a heart attack
No room for no wack so give me a beat n pass me that, mic and watch me go on attack no joke black
flows got you more paranoid than alley crack .
What is this wowww
CAN I USE THIS BEAT?
Ask Tariq Trotter and Ahmir Thompson.
Dilla ? Maybe.
I wouldn't doubt it. Dilla and TheRoots used to collaborate all the time with beats, but it's only been confirmed that The Roots produced this one. The Rhodes piano is so Dilla though
@@user-dy2nh8zn4b Kamal Gray was on the keys then.
Nnope, though Jay Dee should have been on the Raw Deluxe album (like he was with Stakes Is High and Beats, Rhymes and Life).
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necesito este beat, puedo usarlo? mencionamos como vez
123 x
腹減った何食おうか
アイツ家呼んでドミノにコーカ？
でも連絡途切れたよ兄弟
足を止めたのかプレイヤー
まぁどこかで会えたらええか
きっとどこかで詩を書いてっか
過ごした時代は平成に令和
今つるめてる奴らは何人だ
ルーツは川崎
15で出会い
俺も消えた身
クソなしがらみ
１人がマシ
烏滸がましい
話 ばかり
する先輩面
たまたまで出会う 昔の奴
溜まった 話 更新しだす
と針は動いた分 戻らん
調子はどうだ
俺のルーツは川崎
is there a sample for this??