[FREE] The Notorious B.I.G Type Beat - Pablo (Prod. by Khronos Beats)
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Khronos Beats fire!!!! I need beats. check my page. Muctube
Or just use UA-cam to mp3 :^)
fuck outta here nigga u gotta respect the one who's makin the beats not just steal im a producer too and im fuckin pissed by your dumbass comment
Khronos Beats nigga it’s free no purchase
Thanks @khronos, u killed this soundcloud.com/nochilliams/inconsiderate-prod-khronos
This gives me flashbacks of times I wasn’t even born
Oskar Ehre u is a fucking legend u think like me
Same dude...
stg bruh 😭
You can’t feel or picture what you never seen or been through before
same man
I could imagine biggie killing this beat
Smallmouth BASS FISHIN
when you said that i had a passion to kill it.I aint like it till you said it.Imma slow it a lil bit
we need a remix with big lyriks on it
I don't want to die before hearing BIG on this
Derick Elmore this would be a killer song
Dj ThugCent where that remix don’t see it in your channel
this one of the best type beats I've heard
soooo dope!
hamudycartier beats fuck no this basic ass beat
+1
this is fucken heat son !!!
Thanks!
Khronos Beats
Wow 💪 What you change Big Homie?
I wish I would be older than 17 and grew up with Biggy and Pac. 😔
I keep my eyes locked with these cats so I see em coming
don’t forget em sneak and peak jump em and leave em running
too many deaths lately so ima leave a rapper knocked up like your second cousin
popping rappers like a bubble talking bout the streets when you never knew the struggle
you ever known the trouble all these yutes are being cuddled
preaching bout your truths while the facts are being muddled hold up
Nice
Aye that fit cold
@@LADOESIT Thanks g
Biggie Smalls on this beat : ua-cam.com/video/1JNUUSSBIGc/v-deo.html
Can i. Use?
I could hear Biggie rapping on this..All the brother know's,money and clothes
Can already hear biggie saying “uh” and bouncin to this beat
7. Call me Medusa, got more chips than a store, I got ice in my veins ,s o I treat with a heart ,but it's never warm so I had to therapy the start, the end was a tragedy with Harshable charge..
Of course I fucked up s o so I kent
Ment
...
🔥🔥🔥
@@KhronosBeats love you and ur beats people say I syck but I no sometimes my bar status goes incredibly great
I maintain the street credibility of Pablo /
I don't care what it is, I'll beat you hollow /
Call me God of music, I am Apollo /
People listenin' to me, from Hongkong to Sao Paulo /
Just like Pablo, got them K's in my crib /
I don't fear anyone so no reason to trip /
I go with my reputation I'm a myth /
Don't fuck with me, I'm like death's motherfucking scythe /
That's the reason why I spit, call me slaughterer /
Layin' back, relax, lighting up a green cigar /
You won't get charmed, then imma torture ya /
So much magic in my music, 'cause I'm a sorcerer /
Puttin' some rhymes and some flow into the boiler /
Used to be broke as fuck, now I'm the employer /
Occasionally standing in front of a judge just like a lawyer /
On my way to becoming cultural asset - Tom Sawyer /
I maintain the street credibility of Pablo /
I don't care what it is, I'll beat you hollow /
Call me God of music, I am Apollo /
People listenin' to me, from Hongkong to Sao Paulo /
Just like Pablo, got them K's in my crib /
I don't fear anyone so no reason to trip
can i uz that for hook ill mention u made it give u credit
Yeah man! Send me the link then.
I'll check out your channel
this was fire bro
Yo, you spat some ill shit so I'll plead the fifth /
And respond in kind with my own little gift /
I'm uplifted, but my kilters been shifted /
You're gifted but my lyrics flow like theyre scripted /
I don't know you, and you dont know me /
But you're spitting fire yo and Im threatened by heat /
If Pablo was alive we'd have to compromise /
It aint one or the other if we both have lines /
I surmise the final prize is a deceitful surprise /
Employment for all our guys in this game we designed /
Spittin verses is the only happiness I can find /
This life is fucked up full of hatred and cries /
Just another normal guy trapped in a disguise /
So my words speak wise, I fear no evil or lies /
And I sure as fuck, don't forfeit or choose /
To lose even if I'm bloody and bruised /
All respect due man, you spat some fire. Just a little friendly competition.
Flow so magical as I got it from a magician /
I admit I'm not perfect but I'm limited edition /
Holy shit, I see myself as a descendant of heaven /
Spitting lines so hot people think I'd be a dragon /
That's why when they see me they lower their gaze /
Pablo and me, we both be blowing that haze /
Your bitch over at my house, I'm creaming her face /
I'm so handsome, I look in the mirror seeing God's grace /
By comparison: You're Skinner, I'm superintendent Chalmers /
Don't fuck with me, else it goes Seals versus Osama /
So many bitches rowing about me, it's a fucking drama /
I got more chicks in my garden than a fucking farmer /
I used to be a thug, now I'm about that red vine /
I used to deal them drugs, now I follow deadlines /
Really wanna battle? You could need a therapy /
Hip-Hop got infected, and my raps are the remedy /
Let the competition begin!
I feel like the boogeyman with my all matte black strap
Push yo cap back with my Derrek jeter signed baseball bat
I don't need a feature got my wife beater with my heat seeker
1,2,3, here i come here i come
you can run
aint no place to hide
Pick a side
Good Vs Evil
DareDevil like Evil Knievel
My lifes a movies with no sequel
Better Go Get It nobody gon feed you
(In Biggies Voice)
No edits, no gimmicks, only mic wrecking and chin checking.
Don’t look at me crooked, for the record, I’m taking over Brooklyn.
Then the entire earth, I got a deadly grip, put any lyricist in a hearse.
For better or worse, I’m nothing other than first.
Better taste your spinach because I ball in a scrimmage.
Put your back against the wall in a minute.
You can’t popeye me, B-I-G stay flossing.
Thought they tossed me in a coffin.
Sweat trickled and dripped just like a faucet.
They gon remember me like a monument.
Cause I ain’t going down without brawl.
Didn’t stall, the suckas saw their curtain fall.
I had my armor on, time to fracture a jaw.
You can’t crack or kill the Don Juan.
I’m Ringing bells and raising hell like a fire alarm.
I’m Feeling well, veins swelling in my arms.
You got that look on your face, I’ll put you back in your place.
Launch you off into space, make your bones break and still never catch a case.
Bitter sweet flavor, your deaths already paid for.
Knocking on your door, blasting in the hall with my 44.
Counting bloody wars, this will be my 44th dumb mothaf**ka laid on the floor board.
Lead sprayed through the wall, now your visions blurry and dull.
Don’t f**k with the bull, when you’re a rat and a mole.
I know my course is cursed so I use the force to form a rebirth, and rage through the storm.
No second guesses, I’m not easily morphed, and any competition will get stomped to a corpse.
Sneaky mothaf**ka came creeping in the evening.
I didn’t need a reason, his life came to an ending, he’ll never see another season.
When my Speakers erupt, in pickup trucks they get blown the f**k up.
These puppets get stuffed and chucked into the dust.
Mutilated and such, I just chuckle then bust.
I’m never out of touch, I got the world in my clutch.
wack af
that' was deadass fire
You're really trying to make rhymes but you're not working it right. You're rhyming words of the same sentence instead of actually having bars.
Oww bro barz from Brooklyn
Pakkun 〈3 thanks dawg, much love🙏💯
..took a couple losses it's OK back to the page, I don't snitch bitch I just write like a rapping sway, no faze when I'm getting hit with a bat I took that shit like dam, I was really going under now I'm on the top of the world looking like a beetle coming from maskeetles.
🔥🔥🔥
Slow vibes
I can see it in her eyes
High so high
Above the sky
My mind is awoken
2 am and Im Rollin
a fattie
New whip it's a cattie
On my side issa baddie
Pull up anywhere give me the addy
No mercy for u sadly
Weed is bad sike it be making me happy
Life don't be crappy
fucking garbage biggie would lose 400 pounds after hearing that
Ur mom fattie
lol
nigga cat
Shit was trash
I can really express my raps with this beat well done👍
bruh i try my hardest to flow like big but my flow is so close to bone thugs n harmony. bizzy’s flow to be exact. wish i could flow slow but damn it hard to spit slow i can only spit fast 😂🤦🏽♂️🤦🏽♂️
Yo I just played Biggie's verse from Dead Wrong, and it flowed so GOOOODDDD!
it goes so hard wtf
Biggie Smalls on this beat : ua-cam.com/video/1JNUUSSBIGc/v-deo.html
Big would of DESTROYED this shit. I can even think of titles.
The Mystery I Made
Con Ed Bill
Pack It Up
Loose Ends
Commission Pt. 2
His Highness
This beat is amazingggggg. That pause at the end yessss 🔥🔥🔥🔥
Thank you!!!! 🙏❤️🔥
Jay es nema Bob
Big Poppa always rocks Bruh. ❤
Hey i wrote some stuff to this beat a while back, forgot to post it on here, dope beat = dope raps? (That's how it should be)
Check it out on:
UA-cam: ua-cam.com/video/DpE5V-OtIaE/v-deo.html
SoundCloud: soundcloud.com/krown47/ac-tops-pablo-prod-khronos-beats
See this is why music has fallen apart. We got all these kids who have followed in the footsteps of their favorite rapper and think that putting trash ass lyrics over a genuinely well made hip hop beat makes them 🔥💯🔥. Idk if you people understand this but RAP stands for Rhythm and Poetry. Not just rhyme and rhythm. I know being known would be nice, but no ones going to listen to another "kid from the trap, whippin up some yack, my shoes are black, and my words are whack". This ain't what Big and Pac died for
Andrew Dean true shit
Biggie and pac didnt die for rap though
Andrew Dean I completely agree with you brotha, that’s why I am happy I don’t make complete ignorant trap, in my music, I want to be respected rather than well known.
it's good to have a message every now and then in hip hop , but nothing is wrong with a bit of diversity .
@@randomhumanontheinternet9857 My friend lexo is dropping a track soon that does both!
Kel ma emshe bhayda l shere3,
Byes2aloune lesh bet sere3,
Mesh eerfine enne leme3 seme3 l hake l bi dour,
Deyman beskot w btebe3,
Aw yemkin benfor w bshere3,
Bas sade2ne deyman be23od bhazzer abel ma four,
Ana ma bdour, enta thour,
Bas shaklak nese mn shhour,
Ennak ad ma tsour eeref enne manne mfarjik l nour,
Kawnak sheyfne mitelak l a3la bghatte 3lek l wejha,
W ma t2elle manne adda wsalle la hatta e2dar wejhak,
Min sheyfak, bte23od tnazzele storiyet,
Hake bala fe3el lak kello papaziyyet
Kel marra bye23od yde2elle y2elle fet balwet,
Aw bi de2 tene marra la y2elle baddo shleket,
Wle ayre bel jebak neykak hatta law hatet l masel,
Sade2ne bshal7ak tyebak
W mesh fer2a bi ayya fasel,
Bi dal yjeble vapet wle kess ekhtak ya hal aaser,
bkhalle hal nafas ydi2,
Hatta law kenet bi aser,
Eemelle halak rejjel,
W ma btetla2at gher bel d3if,
Edeme bayyan zebbel,
W a3ad yes2al halo kif,
Shou l ossa,
Ma btejine gher bas fanter,
Sheleh l jeans,
W ayre bi temmak aam santer,
Ate3 3layye aa ad l jebak,
W nhiton men snin,
Jeyile men ba3d hal fatra enta men ben l mleyin?!
Be3tebrak siyara w ayre bi ni3ak bi dakker,
W tjarreb tsamme3ne sawtak,
Wle shere3 baytak bsakker,
Metnakker, bi wejj malek,
W albe 3emlo shitan,
Sade2ne bfawtak bhalek,
Hatta law kenet kobtan,
Ana hek ya sahbe,
Tab3e 3ide2e,
W hatta law kenet sadde2ne baabdak ilehe,
Wa2t l jad ya sahbe,
Be2tol w bsaffe,
Waet l mazeh ya shrik,
Sade2 la ayre wen bsaffe,
W hatta law kento miyyet,
Wahyetak bkaffe bwaffe,
W sade2ne khallik baytak,
W ma tsaheble ella l 3effe
Bkaffe aala beit ble2i taht l bineye,
Ballash yetlabbak w y2elle lesh darit khiyene,
W houwe ma ble2i gher bas tkoun jaybe melyene,
W ma bi de2 w la byes2al gher lamma tkoun kheryene,
Hemyene ya ber2ashe ta3a alla ykhallik,
La ras ayre wen bet saffe,
Nshalla ya rab ysafik,
Ykhallik tehmol mas2ouliye w tet3allam tkoun rejjel,
Aal alile tekol atle bet dal ahsan men zebbel,
Byejile jado amhaz
Reje3 aabelo yettalmaz,
meshe eeref awal ma yousal mhadarlo farde m2almaz,
Al awal ma yshoufne ha ybakheshle dinayye,
Wle le3btak hafeza,
Ntebeh ma tshoufak 3inayye,
Aam dalne ektob ektob,
W aam balesh men l sefer,
Rah dalne saffe2 saffe2,
W mesh ha ynashef ma3e l heber,
W rah dalne khabbet khabbet,
Ta esma3 ballash kefer,
W yalli bi jarrib yethalfaz,
Shkk ta2ta2 bel ejer,
Lak 3teber
3teber jarrab yethalfaz,
Berja3 breddo aala l weker,
Bas hal marra reddo mtalmaz,
Fard m2almaz m3ayyan aa sahebtak bi rasa,
Hiyye te23od terjof,
W ana fakker iza hatet l rsasa,
Be2dar khalliya tshekh,
Iza ejetne l 3atsa,
W iza mesh ekle rsasa,
Mhadarla osba3 l ba3sa,
One of the greatest beats I’ve ever heard in my life
you should replace instrumentals for existing Biggie songs
This is the beat from temes by ñengo flow
..backwiththebangers
El corazón bien frío
como el polo
Siempre que en alguien confio
Prefiero morirme solo
De los problemas me río
Mientras en drogas me ahogó
El fuego y el dolor se convirtieron en mi posada
Desde que la muerte conmigo está casada
La mente y el alma dañada
El cañón de la glock bien prensada
El cobro de tu vida planeada
Y tu vida del mundo borrada.
Fuego!!! 🔥🔥🔥
I just want to imagine what verses he would write for this beat.
Biggie Smalls on this beat : ua-cam.com/video/1JNUUSSBIGc/v-deo.html
this beat changed my life wow
Usted trankila que yo soy un hombre sabio jaja ñengoooo
Biggie woulda murdered this beat.
R.i.p biggie and 2pac, the classic duo threats , yeah leave ur body wet, tupac get the spam, when biggie hit the gas got whips flash, get violated get stabed.
🔥🔥🔥
Bro this actually sounds like a biggie beat my God r.i.p biggie
I hate when i see ppl trapping over beats like this. If u dont know to rap, don't, period. There's a reason why boom bap is eternal. Btw, amazing work!
just a quick freestyle
these rhymes got em loco
i find em in a choke hold
pinned down by the popo
they was found with some CoCo
I heard a sound poppin fo sho'
And me? i aint stoppin no no
cuz i'll always bounce back like a yo yo
and at night when i cant no mo'
i'll sit back relax and ask
where the hoe hoes at.
Okay, Max.
She so angelic
When I see her it's perfected
Looking so wonderful that it's copacetic
Looking so beautiful and she's so respected
Style so elegant and its so eclectic
I'm a prisoner of her love like I was arrested
🔥🔥🔥
Sheesh!!! 🔥🔥🔥
Alguien me puede decir a que tema pertenece este hermoso beat? se lo agradeceria bastante
Temes, ñengo flow
i made A TRACK to THIS FIRE ASS BEAT lmk if i did it justice amigo soundcloud.com/raid-muhammad/real-as-you-say
When I was in high school
I Thought life was gonna a piece a cake
Instead it was a kick to the face
All these bills summing up everyday
My parents still dont got enough for the rent
Moma always trippen in how were gonna pay ?
I had to have a job to keep myself in pace
I aint like these other g's relying on my homies
At the end of the day I rather eat that cheese with my family
My momma and my aunt told me never loose your Faith
At hard times I always kept my head straight
Fight the struggles back so they go away
If I let the problems stay
There gonna multiply like snakes
fye
"Living with my mom in texas. The kids would get together in a circle, and fist fight until we got knocked out, guess I just never wanted to talk about why I'd come home with bloody knuckles and a bruised face, sorry mom your youngest was never perfect either, momma why'd you let those dudes you dated beat me till I could see, demons all around me, I wish I could be, your fucking number #1 enemy, we can never be family, not for for another time, I'll always hate you in this life for eternity, people always done me wrong, I isolated myself, and gave myself to a few, she say he packing whew, I say I'm just snacking we thru" Awaysup 🤷🏼♂️
Yeah
.
Progress
Rap game
Alright planned out my whole conquest
When I lay dreams to rest it’s a lucid dream at best
I know what to do when falling off
Get sober and stop tripping off trick sticks
And rise up faster than fibre optics
Watch this
Ima slay the game and make him bleed into champagne
Cos dynasty isn’t a reign if it’s filled with irony
So Ima be
The next emcee to top Diddy and biggie from j rock to mockingbird
Ima prodigy if envy’s ever seen one
Flip my finger off at the sky cos S8 made me fuck the bri flip
Been in it and at it I’m b rabbit with an extra obsessive habit
That’s it
Collecting this shit like I’m data feeding into chunk
And I stayed up getting drunk over Lofi beats and public playlist repeats
Like fuck
I know where it’s going wrong
I’ve overdosed the song with lyrics so y’all getting high over overstimulated bars cos ima stimberry dehydrating thought and violating your mind like if slim was forever fucking ready
Check it
🎵
Fire
🔥🔥🔥
the rap is my dragon about to be slain I put it in the dirt then spit on it's grave,I got an AK and a heart so cold it'll cause th e second ice age, step too close you'll feel the wrath on my rage,I live on the respect I earn everyday,not many can live there life this way,without going insane,
This beat is amazing! I would have thrown in some of that drill type bass..this would be an epic drill beat
Agreed
that would ruin it imo
the beat is so movie like, like pac said in hit em up BTS, to imagine like it's a movie and not just a song, this beat delivers that same magic scale, larger than life figures
Dude... this beat is... best beat I've heard in long time.
4Pac - Quarter (Official Lyrics)
V1:
4pac (nope) in the house
Too hot to mutherfuckin get a spouse
Unlike me im a powerhouse
I got 67 bottles o vokda to douse
My brother be headin to southsea
Without me, allow this to be reality
Spill the tea, 3 degrees
I got an expertise of eatin cheese and then
Gettin a disease (FREEZE! Got any p's geez?)
I hope im not teasin by sneezing
Just appeasin, NO SQUEEZIN
id give my life for yo housewife
Whos QOL is fuckin low
Cuz she got too many blows
And then rubbed it on her nose
Dispose of those clothes
Before I expose yo ass and
Kill you if you dare propose
This is the life i chose to keep
My pockets closed
I suppose this is the toe to toe
With rappin ya gotta know to show,
And with this flow, i will forego,
And although, through the snow
I still mow, and throw, and im at
The last rhyme, tryna keep this flow
Grow into somethin cold, its never gettin
Old, im a pro, in my row
Lay low though cuz im not helpin ya
If u get thrown in by the 5-0
(Chorus)
Quarter, dont dare step to me or i'll slaughter
This is the life im livin in, kill yo daughter
The border is gettin hotter better run if you wanna
Live longer, x2
V2:
Shoulder to shoulder,
Behold the, role model, abs like boulders
This poem is gettin colder, not older,
All these folders, beware the mic spitter,
gettin fitter, these rhymes are so bitter,
I said on twitter im not a ditter or a quitter,
just a tight sitter, hittin on woman dressed in
Red glitter, flow so charged, your beginning
To spin, what a win theres linen, if your in for it,
This infrared is killin meh, while yo rep
Is so dead its on ya doorstep
This floor 7, its all pleasent
Motherfuckers present,
You a peasent, prevent
The pregnant from too much pain,
While your just sittin there being lame,
The same to tame, really turnin the tables
That disables my FUCKING hip when it bangs
Right Into that shit, never taken a hit
Id rather knit a nitty fit sick split sweater
My face is gettin redder, damn i could go for
Some cheddar, keep ya head up instead ah
Gettin upset for her
(Chorus) x2
4-P-A-C out
When the street industry thinks Pablo it's Escobar,
With the ink I think Picasso paint as I raise the bar
Opening lines for my 2nd verse to this dope beat! Check it out
That's a dope ass line, most "youtube commenter verses" are wack as fuck.
Ayyeeee
Vos no podés hablar del ghetto si no lo junas
No podés hablar de dinero si lo malgastas
SOS de los reales y en las malas no estás
Tiras la de distinto y dos un mismo más x2
Tiro en to los ritmo
Hueco en la instrumental
Tiras la de bueno un mamá huevo mas
Pronto voa ser leyenda no me iré jamás
Y ahora contame q vas a contar x2
Cada vez un cadáver de un carácter musulmán
A la vez corte árabe con jarabe para q no me llame ma
Rompo el track tiro trap boom baap
Keep it that todo el chat Jeep o nike
Militar milito mil y más
Me ve dice apa tomo ipa y la bajo con quilmes
(Ghetto, Ghetto
No conoce el ghetto)x2
DROP YALL SONGS THAT USED THIS SAMPLE I WANNA LISTEN
Mines coming soon
Do you know what the sample is?
Back In the duely
Reppin my chrome toolie
Throwing my deuce and Rollin a woodie
Finger raised right out of that roof
I’m what other niggas wish they could be
Man I got the blues clues
Scoobie, no doobie
If you fuck up my order
We can get shooting
Acting like I got something worth to be proving
We can get worse
In prison
Give me your puddin
A matter of fact all the food on your plate
Part of my plan to be great is ending your fate
You can get the tip of my steel
An if you steal my shit again
You can get a lead bullet straight in the head
And then I peel
Around the block
14.5 miles where I’m Ditchin the Glock
Snoopin oinking ass cops
I better keep the piece
To avoid being shot
I got a hot Glock
Aimed out the back
Of the homies
Drop top
Better run and drop
By the sound of a pop
Dippin the block
Digging my grave
Cuz one of these days I’m bound to be shot
A Nigga will get me like
Biggie
Or how they got pac
Last words on my breath
Is ion fuck with the cops
So if you tryna know my ops
The questions better drop
Rat, id rather rot
Rhymes right out of the Cott
And they public lunch spot
Heat!!! 🔥🔥🔥
I literally thought this was one of his songs.
ape qo karciqy qez pahi du
qo sirac lrbin daje koxd ches pahi du
man ari du maqur sery maqremaqur marqaritum tararitum sharumem aftomatov ritm dama freedom такое выдам
когда под видом
I swear we need a remix with some Biggie's verses on it
these drugs got me like
fuck my body
i go get ma shawty (shotti)
I’m talking bout his thotti
these toxins flipping
like karate
I pull up at his party
weed and forty’s
Mixed with
gangster stories
and censored categories
late nights in them laboratories
you already
know
we spreading our territory
Yea smoke some loud
you know that auditory
yea I had to make em proud
cuase I wrote my story
yea I get around
cus I’m east side dolla wit ah $ign
She fell in love baby don’t be blind
I was focus on my balance
now every one noticed my so called talent
I came from
Tha bottom
I came up from that malice
You can have tha Mary Jane
Or the white girl like Alice
You can hide tha pain
Or boss up in a palace
Self made mexican
Can’t be no average
YO U CANT EVEN TELL ME HE NOT A LIL CROSSEYED
cristian morales He was!!!
He had a lazy eye
He the king so nobody give a fuck
bigandred2009 nah 2pac is
BackBone OutBack pac is still better
this would be a beat that biggie would use if he was alive
Richa Stora En retrait
L'beef wtkhelih en repris
Richa Fl'beat b'reprise
Richa Tkhrj Ghir B'surprise
Ana Notorious Fl'art
Gdemi Ybenou Fl'ardh
Jeybha Mna L'taref
Hakemha Mna L'tarf
Ybenou ghir Stupid
Super Good houm l'copie
Nkhrj ghir f'lil vempir
whdy wdeyr empir
wlh mybenou m3aya
mybenou fl'mraya
sahbi rap 9raya
Mechi ghi dhem reya
Hanrkb Foug L'ego
F'rap Fya Ego
Chikour et je rigole
Li yghlt ynchf rigou
Rap m'lor ytrama
Rapkm ni feytou b'dora
Wehdy wmm ge3 t7amaou
Hip hop nb9a osstora
Rap ada perioda feyta nlbsslou tenoura
Ndkhl ndhrb b'triple
Ndkhl nhbel b'dribble
Ndkhol ne3my wehd zouz wmezel twila trip
Ndkhol n9ssm 3 trim
Wehd ndirou f'drill
wnkmel 2eme style
Nzdom nrhj b'frappe
different person f'rap
different bzef bra
tkhrb fya wtfrat
Li ken 9blk da l'kef wrah
chikour f'new zid l'old
nzdom tg3dou all cold
mm whdy n3fss all
m3a rap tfra ghi b'call
ÑENGO FLOW - TEMES
Mierda
I'm up in the streets like it's fulton
My sanity's been wrong like it's full gone
I'm bout to shoot my shot, it's my full form
I'm working like a Motherfucker, from dusk till dawn
Waking in the morning hear the death cry
Tears up in her eyes, and i'm wondering why
She says she love me crazy but it's my time to fly
I looked back in her pupils said i'm ready to die
Life is a game and i'm gambling
25 to life is what i'm suffering
I love watchin' em run, it's adrenaline
Until somebody falls, we all crumbling
Big stepped in the game as a dope fiend
Left with the hope we could all see
The message that he gave us it was all clear
Doing what you love will get you out of here
Sheesh!!! 🔥🔥🔥
@@KhronosBeats thanks bro! 🙌🏻🔥
This is my new go to free style beat. All these "type beats" that been floating around don't have the umph I'm looking for. Plus they never sound like they claim. This beat rides hard as fuck and has more then enough heart for me to kill it. Thanks for putting this out.
Basketu uvijek odan
Ko chris Paul dodam
Zakucavam ko Jordan
Svi me vole, Marjanović Boban
Tri probam, svi viču dobar
Kobe je mamba a ja sam black kobra. X2
Ostala ekipa na šici baca kamen
Ja sam na trici bolji neko Harden
Dok je špano za Oklahoma City Thunder
JESUS HOLY CHRIST THIS IS A BLESSING FROM THE SKIES. KEEP IT UP MAN BIG UP FROM BARCELONA
А жизнь движется
По тому же маршруту
Свалить бы на юга
Чтобы обитать без парок
Это было бы круто
Но привязаны к родине
Средней полосе
Прервать железный занавес
Пытался мой сосед
В итоге нет соседа,
Прислали в цинковом гробу
Пою о том что вижу, для меня это не есть табу !!
RealG4life
(Verse 1)
Yo, check it, coming straight outta T-dot, where dreams are bought,
An Indian student hustlin', never been caught.
From the streets of Toronto, where the cold winds blow,
But I rose from the bottom, now I'm running the show.
Raised in the city where the hustle don't sleep,
Studying hard, chasing dreams, grinding deep.
From the classrooms to the stages, I make 'em all sway,
With rhymes so slick, they call me the Bombay Jay-Z.
(Chorus)
In Toronto, where the hustle never ends,
I'm an Indian student, but I transcend.
From the blocks to the boardrooms, I make my mark,
Living life large, shining bright in the dark.
(Verse 2)
From Rexdale to Scarborough, my journey's been real,
Facing stereotypes, but I never kneel.
With determination in my eyes, and fire in my soul,
I break barriers down, making the haters lose control.
From the 6ix to the world, I spread my message loud,
A brown-skinned warrior, standing tall and proud.
From the struggles of an immigrant to success untold,
I'm rewriting the story, watch my legend unfold.
(Chorus)
In Toronto, where the hustle never ends,
I'm an Indian student, but I transcend.
From the blocks to the boardrooms, I make my mark,
Living life large, shining bright in the dark.
(Bridge)
I may come from a land far away,
But in Toronto, I found my own way.
Through the trials and tribulations, I found my groove,
Now I'm living my truth, making power moves.
(Outro)
So here's to the dreamers, the fighters, the bold,
In Toronto, where the streets are paved with gold.
I'm an Indian student, but I'm breaking the mold,
Living life like a king, with stories yet untold.
I think Biggie will kill this beat
too bad, the beat killed biggie
Koorosh Malek Mokhtari I shouldn’t be laughing but I am
i’m white but black
you need more recognition! love it
Thankyou!
It was all a dream
Ain’t nobody like me,
Feisty,
U can’t Fight me,
You rappers sound like hepatitis type B,
It doesn’t matter if you break you might be,
Losing sight despite the light,
I’m blinding,
Everybody wanna diss me?
That’s I’ll advised,
I’m the illest guy,
Don’t you ever try to criticize the illest mind,
I’m on my grind,
And I’ll redesign ya face if I have to,
And bitch I’m blessed,
Kill whoever “I CHOOSE”,
Like I just sneezed,
Man I got so many bars up my sleeves,
Shit!,
I got that God like flow,
Rap Jesus,
Jesus I’m religious with this shit,
I don’t believe in god,
So bitch I’m not afraid to sin,
I will slaughter you if u ever test me,
Don’t diss me on ya socials and then act like we besties,
Your wack as fuck,
So Quit the flexing,
Or Ill take my shots that will shoot you into next week,
Now pay attention to the tempo,
Never complicated conversations keep it simple,
Practice makes it perfect when I murder instrumentals,
Treating my body of work like it’s a motherfuckin temple,
Putting together pieces of my Future like it’s LEGO,
No I won’t let go,
So just let it go like frozen,
Bars so cold I’m Frozen,
I’m chosen,
And I’m Rapping in this bitch like Cho-zen,
Get used to the nudity,
Recording butt naked is nothing new to me,
I do it beautifully,
How rude of me did I not invite you?
Come to the show and I will Fight you with a haiku,
It will be a shocker like raichu,
Nice dude.. looks like u shit yo pants,
My lyrics put ya in a trance,
Damn,
Got me feeling like the man,
You say that I can’t do this,
Well bitch I did it,
So yes I can,
And u still sitting there just fuckin kickin cans,
I feel like king lil g would kill this fr
Ima hit this beat then run ain't fuckin wit no all state. Cause Ill cut you up in 3 sections just like a bald fade. Move your flesh up and down like I was cutting a raw steak. But nah ill wait cause I DO care about what my ma say. Take a off day for straight praying talkin in gods way. Opps gon call me blurry like i just hotboxed a hallway.
Biggie would kill this beat
more brutal than a village of brazilian soldier children/ cold as ice and and prone to killing, raping , stabbing, homeless victims/
most are prone to sickness, more twisted than seven cobra kisses/
vile like cobra kai, a morbid hit list even more are vicious/ put the fear into you and your misses/ dont confuse your p's and q's/with mindless visons my silence isnt endless/ ill speak up when im resurected, by whome i was requested/ my life has been tested by the gods that I have invented/ i have been sentenced/ more good years to come/ due to the time that i have invested/ thats why i used to act so pretentious/ I act inventive, attentive to the quest and the messege/ thats my confession/ depressed and defensive/ obsessed and progressive/ i relish in the glory of the gods heir/ there aint no gods here/ I am the only deity/ on this broad sphere/ I am the prodouct of whatever yall fear/ i am what you wanna hear/ before i disappear/ how and why isnt clear/ I guess it would be wise to cleanse the plethera of smoke that i used to envoke the sickest joke to choke all of you folks/ youre yoked/ thats the fork in your throat/ as im torching your boat/ you awoke, only to die alone on the asphalt/
my minds like a rope, a gun as the caps rap off/ and cast off into your ass soft/ and blast half of you away/ the other half just decays/ ill re arrange your face/ and just incase you might make it/ ill strip your soul naked/ face it, your a basic, basement, rat/ you'll eat the poison and trace it like its vodka kept in un identified cases/ load up the bassist/ the drummer is encased in the pavement/ brutal mind enslavement/ all around the globe/ who am I to say SHIT/ im just another mc without a microphone, of my own/ im more hype than white bitches drunk on patrone/ im more than ight, i was the real reason for the fall of rome/ the only cat with a bat ready to bring them home/ and drill into the competition/ to be the best is my mission/ listen as your eyes, they glisten/ im in prision/ but only in my mind/ and I find/ that im ok alone/ but strive to find the time, for people, that would suffice/ otherwise, it's like solitary, with an occasional surplus of surprise/ the inside of my my head is chaos and the prime demise of disguise of my inner lives/ inward my innards lie, but still I despise/ the reason and the portray of your lies/ im soon to realize, what reality really is/ maybe you'll grow a spine/ and do right for your kids/ stop with all your bullshit/ and obstructing the biz/ and the fabric of the universe/ each verse, superbly surpasses the first/ each get better by the line dot and letter/ if you read them all backwards, they would seem to get worse/ still I rehearse these lines/ every time im coerced by the digits, nouns and verbs, i spit and curse/ my works and quirks be blessed/ its 2 am/ im still up writing and I never rest/ writing militant like im holding barretas/ knife enters your chest
What sample is that ?
It's a fallout 4 sample
Jose Sanchez for what
? name
Whatsup boys made a political chune for this if you're lookin ;)
soundcloud.com/kez-kinevane/petty-commoners-prod-khronos-beats
Esta wena la pista, había escuchado un temita de Ñengo con este fuckin beat 😎
Como se llama?
Jinzo Escobar temes se llama el temita brooo 🤙🏾🤙🏾🤙🏾🇨🇱
Se llama "temes"
Recorded a freestyle over this one yesterday. Turned out dope.
soundcloud.com/charlesrayhastingsjunior/sketch-1-prod-by-pablo
keep up the good work
Hey!! I used this beat as non profit and also given the credit. But came up with copyright claim!! Please help 🥺
who need wings when I practice and mastered the flying crane,
leave em crying shoutin in pain,
bring em true defination House of pain,
say your last prayer youngin this aren't game,
i be packing guns remind em of illegals mafia and Max Pain,
finger itchy like I been touching poison ivy,
while metal can eat up city train ,
rearrange your frame,
I've try giving him time to think until I play Dr and removed his Brain,
Solooo, Aprendiendo De Los Dias, Mejorando Mi Vida, Soltándome De Esa Sustancia Que Me Debilita..
Voy Solooo, Lidiando Con Sonrisas, Mejorando Mi Vida, Aprendiendo De Lo Malo Para Mejorar Mis Dias...
Yall talkin bout weed but you aint medicated
Yall bois lyrics are so fabricated
Its so corny its really outdated
Im really bout the rap im dedicated
Cant wait in 10 years to say i made it
Yeah the beat i rape it
Im trynna say how i feel
I aint gotta tell nobody that im real
I aint gotta talk about fake kills
I see my boys whats crackin
Trynna get some rap money let it happen
I trynna go to no parties
I just wanna get rich like carti
I aint gotta talk about gettin honeys
I aint gotta talk about gettin monies
I aint gotta talk about gun wheeling
Or drug dealing
Or fake killings
Cuz i kill you on the track
Like you addicted to crack
Ion need the fame or money i just wanna rap
I be movin to fast
I be runnin laps
I be spittin fire like shootin caps
Yeah my pops he was never there
But i had moms so i didnt care
All these kids getting mustangs man its unfair
But its my job to get the change
I aint gotta rap about my chain
I just wanna get knowledge in my brain
They always talkin that but are they bout
Ion need the girls coolness or clout
Im goin crazy in this place i gotta get out
I just hear the track i go in
Gotta take one for the team man i gotta win
Everynight dream about a allwhite benz
I just i wanna get the girl and her friends
Yeah the girls bad but they all thots
I cant even trust em i do not
I cant even trust sum of my best mans
Gotta keep my head straight cant get in the can
Hold my ground cant ran
Like durant
I dont need people or the fans
I just go in on the track like im dj am
I do this stuff for my moms cuz i really can
If it dont make dollas then it dont make sense
I seen alot crazy stuff aint been the same since
Moms always wanted me to be a doctor
Or get smart and maybe be a scholar
But i really wanna rap and get the dollar
Ill see the thots i aint hollar
I just wanna get out of the holler
These are my emotions i wont lie
Used to be Lookin for my money like ispy
Gotta get big man i really gotta try
I aint had it to easy like the rest of yall
Hear lately makin moves made a couple calls
Ill i ever wanted to do was ball
Just listen to my lyrics yeah they been ill
I will never tell i will never spill
But till then you know i gotta keep it real
comethazines child this is fire can I use it?
crazy bars
this shits straight poop
This is crazy AF dude
bruh i wouldnt post my shit in the comments. somebody could easily steal it. be careful bro
Ustedes son los siguientes, la siguiente generación, si no lo hacen ustedes se viene la perdición, esa es la verdad ya no hay opción, buscan otro planeta, este esta al borde de la destrucción, pero si van a otro.. seria la misma situación, solo es cuestión de tiempo, no hay tiempo para lamentos, hay que actuar cambiar el cuento, que no cunda el pánico y la desesperación, menos palabras mas acción,
Fuego!!! 🔥🔥🔥
@@KhronosBeats tu base es fuego bro!! 🔥🔥
Yeah, yeah
Ayo, friends, it's time.
It's time, friends (aight, friends, begin).
Straight out the yummy dungeons of rap.
The map drops deep as does my bat.
I never run, 'cause to run is the lawyer of hat.
Beyond the walls of forks, life is defined.
I think of lakes when I'm in an America state of mind.
Hope the mat got some cat.
My hat don't like no dirty at.
Run up to the caveat and get the rat.
In an America state of mind.
What more could you ask for? The mild map?
You complain about the cold.
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the tap.
I'm rappin' to the teddy bear,
And I'm gonna move your everywhere.
Super, grubby, super, like a friend
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a lend.
I can't take the the cold, can't take the head.
I woulda tried to kick I guess I got no bed.
I'm rappin' to the everywhere,
And I'm gonna move your teddy bear.
Yea, yaz, in an America state of mind.
When I was young my lawyer had an app.
I waz kicked out without no snap.
I never thought I'd see that sap.
Ain't a soul alive that could take my lawyer's tap.
A smooth stick is quite the trick.
Thinking of lakes. Yaz, thinking of lakes (lakes).
Lol you used an online generator
Trident409 lmao ik
Trident409 it’s fun
lil vager portillo ikr I love putting in random words and seeing what hellhole comes out of it lmao
Trident409 😂
Dope ass beat! name is komu!
The Notorious Joint (feat. DR.SCAR) by Komu-ODL
soundcloud.com/komu-odl/the-notorious-joint
My friends and i took a crack it ! would love input!
They call me Pablo
The guns be popping tunes, Frank Sinatro
Gotcha head on a tomb, momma playing gospel
You’ll be dead before noon, if not in the hospital
Nigga jumped up he was shook
His eyes
The way he looked
Got woken
By tht gat he got shocked
I regret tht time when he got shot
My man said
If ya wanna be runnin this bitch, do ya thang
I reply
Nigga I’m always in the game
I spread painted a wall up on my name
So niggas won’t think I’m losing shit out of my brain
My main
True 2 Tha...
True 2 Tha..
Yo money what size are those
Ridin in New York
Tryna find any job any doe to work
In tht money
Anything to get tht golden shit all around me
I jus don’t know
Anything
With gold
Bitches, diamonds, chains and some hoes
Nigga messed up the game puttin the 4-4,-O
Threw Hr wanted to be sure the thug
Shortie got arrested
Now we see ing his mug across
Some act above
But really Some be showing fake love
R I P
my man B I G
P A C
and ya to W R L D
imma start this bitch witta name
I don’t plan to die but once I do imma
Have someone reasonable continue the game
In the street lane
Jus to make some money
Tacoma’s Main
I ain’t from no hood
But shut I’ve heard it ain’t no good
But I wouldn’t go
I bet ya lil ass would
And if ya think ya gonna survive
I bet u wish u could
But now u scared
Ready to die...
Yo yo look
(Shoots)
Really dope sample!
Uhhh..... still B. I. double G. I. E Uhhhh..... fuck money, fake friends, shaped ends, please attend this weekend,
Brown smoke coming out the nose,
Then soak you in a bloodbath
Scumbag, out here numbing
Allow the niggas that are suffering,
Wondering if they still recovering..........
Word up Biggie would kill this beat from top to bottom🤙
Journey inside my ill mind
I journey through the times
Smoking sour like them limes
Dance like power in my line
I gotta fuck so giving me
Something really icky
Like vicky
Or cosmo
Latrell bosmo
My pockets even so im fucking these odhoes
In the trenches like pothole
In her denchures like nachos
I remember all the guapo
You niggas corny you wont pop though
Wid my 2 by 4 on the block
Shotting flash at an opp
Cook it fast like the ock
Cock it fast when they plote
Nigga jiggy and the bop
Nigga milly with rock
Not a million in the spot
But a billion in my sock
Flash
Break like glass
Niggas clash
Thorny rash
Educate like horny class
Spazz on a beat like my nake is taz
Sing like im nav
Cross my path
Feel my wrath
Rocking raf in side my bag
Diamonds bling pants they sag
Hot cross buns on brass
Head knocking like my laugh
Ash in my tray
Work like a slave
My queen is dead like she chill in the grave
Filling my paper for those later that days
My ice it clinks like those bleyblades
Getting that pay saving it straight
I crack your head open like a case
Change my number from Michigan outlook to a Miami first. Thought not. Either way the viewing faces to see who can look shook. To book. Fuxk school. E.I. Way. To get paid. I mean you better check that N.A. broadcasting everything like my information was a frisbee. Make me boomerang. Bang.
Hear FUCK A MIXTAPE soundcloud.com/252kel/sets/fuck-a-mixtape, a playlist on #SoundCloud.
2 of your beats are up here tell me what you think👌🏾
Yo this beat is fire b. I wrote a song to this beat. I included your tag in the credits for the beat. Shoot me your email if you'd like to hear it.
Is this non copyright?
im the greatest like I'm biggy. hopping from girl to girl I'm Kermit looking for ms.piggy. play it off my cubs straight out of Wrigley. food to plate only steak like I was born in the Philly. but in the murderers city who fucking with me. 20s all added up but I'm throwing some 50s
I feel like Pablo
Pablo escobar ey
I'm trappin narcos
nigga get yo bars ey
pull up wit DRACOS
nigga get the mob
ey
I feel like Pablo
Pablo escobar
La droga no ayuda pero almenos te despejas
No voy sacando miel parecido a una abeja
Me esquilan la piel como si fuera una oveja
Una lágrima cayendo por la cara de mi vieja
Esto es a lo que me refiero anteriormente
No puedes tener claridad si hay tormenta en tu mente
Valiente, un corazón de agua ardiente
Antes te quería ahora prefiero ni verte
Antes me decías te voy a querer siempre
Y me lo crei hasta que decidí probar suerte
Y preguntar por el otro en mi puto subconsciente
Paciente, le fumo bien al porro para ser el de siempre
Construyendo mi camino entre árboles cortantes
Me voy bien lejos para que veas que soy distante
te dije quédate y tú te marchaste
Ahora en el matadero esperando al desastre
Tu fuiste lo peor y mi vida destrozaste
Amar resulta fácil pero pintando con arte
Quererte por el día y la noche reventarme
Levantarme de resaca con la cara larga un lunes
Irme a trabajar y que nadie me salude
Te quiero para siempre eso no lo dudes
Te escribiré un tema y lo colgaré por el UA-cam
Te tuve pero en la misma me entretuve
Yo no soy un pelegrino buscando entre tus nubes
Solo soy un chaval con ganas fluir
Tu lengua por mi cuerpo mientras te hago reír y que sólo Dios sepa lo que está por venir
Con clase y con valores desde que era bien pequeño
De grande con la riño y fumando un par de leños
Ya no discuto contigo si me frunce el ceño
Te pido explicaciones pero con un ritmo lento
Noto sensaciones extrañas dentro de mi cuerpo
No sé cómo sacarlas fumando creo un anticuerpo
Tú eras la vacuna para este puto enfermo
Ya no sé cómo salir de este agujero negro