Off the dome... No matter the cause No matter the fault U kno everybody at fault So u take away say to this day like it shouldn't matter no wait, hate, stand in ur place. Say somethings that should not Matter to u, wait, hate weightin on u today. tomorrow brings something else u can't say, or explain... Treat everyday like it's ur last u don't know what's going on in ur past Happened to quick u thought about that, Hate to say so u react, impulse blood flowing thru ur veins heart beating fast, feet walkin back, back on demand.. Never knowin that, what happens back Back to think on that .....
Father gone i do it for the other side seen my mother cry thats when i questioned god like, if you hear me gimme a fuckin sign. help me smoothen out my rough design. I'm just tryna make enough to shine. I'm just tryna make enough to tell my mother she can quit her muthafuckin job. then find the peace it usually takes drugs to find. in this world aint nobody color blind. walking by with the homie seeing ppl making sure they car door locked. i can see the hatred in they eyes, same ones ask em if they racist then they lie. nah i gotta cousin who's half black i didn't ask that . if you left me in a room with ya wallet would you trust a nigga not to Jack that. natural athlete on these instrumentals when you see me know that I ran tracks dad mad his daughter bf black and he jam that damn rap and let his pants sag. judge him instantly because of what the color of skin there ain't no one defending . now im thuggin cuz thats what it did to me. if you gone judge him learn his story first at least and judge him from his mf history parents prejudice a pair of pessimists prepare the plan is to repair ya preference niggas hating cuz i rap better really my only interest is to stack cheddar thats why when im getting off them grams it's coming on the scale and not a tad extra
You who are rich and whose troubles are few May come around to see my point of view What price the crown of a king on his throne When you're chained in the dark all alone? I'm real as they come, I follow the rules I'm still in the hood but I probably should move Made enough money, I don't fuck around I just felt they needed me so I stuck around Feds got my man, shit is real son 'Cause my godson just became my real son Think life is a game but all you get is a turn You live and you learn, either you freeze or you burn Kush in the air, I'm pushin' the gears Love turned into hate, hate turned into fear If it ain't right, I don't sign the deal Shoot me in the watch, I got time to kill Gasoline, propane Ain't no salary cap in the dope game Ain't no collective bargainin' on cocaine So in other words, nigga, do your thing Mind in one place, heart in another Please pardon my brother, he's just angry at you niggas Who don't have your heart in your rap shit And got too fuckin' comfy 'Cause we still fuckin' hungry, Young Money, got the munchies Faded, fuckin' faded, aw yeah I'm fuckin' faded They tellin' lies about me, aw yeah, I must've made it Rikers Island on this flow, eight months for that pistol But at least they had some bad bitches workin' in that shit hole Three visits later, I went and did it major So fuck the judge, and the jury, and the litigator Watchin' all these kids who thought they had it figured out And then November came, they let my nigga out Uh, stop playin', I ain't with that bullshit Niggas act like bitches, Sheneneh, oh my goodness This is Wayne's world, and y'all are just some tourists Give me three wishes, I wish, I wish, I wish you would bitch Brand new pussy, pussy good as baby powder Two Glock .40s, nigga you got 80 problems Swimmin' in the money, I'ma need some fuckin' goggles It's better to give, but we don't give a fuck about 'em I just came home, shit done got real, ho Lil' Weezyana, the boot nigga, steel toe I ain't workin' with a full deck but I deal ho I just touched down, kick the motherfuckin' field goal Talkin 'bout baby money? I got your baby money Kidnap your bitch, get that "how-much-you-love-your-lady" money I know you fake nigga, press your brakes nigga I'll take you out, that's a date nigga I'm a grown-ass Blood, stop playin' with me Play asshole and get an ass whippin' I think you pussy cat, ha, Hello Kitty I just throw the alley-oop to Drake Griffin I lay 'em down, Tempurpedic This shit's a game of chess, you niggas think it's cleavage It's Young Money, yeah, 'tis the season I give you the business, bitch this a business meetin' My niggas hungry, my bitches greedy Will I die a bloody murder? Dear Mr. Ouija Nigga, I'm straight, my girl a faggot Potato on the barrel, pop-pop-potato salad
Never to late, say what u mean nobody comes clean Lies Face Twisted up, throw up So u start to succeed in life they see what y, so u try back u down right light scare, get mad left and right no matter to you that their, there for you not to seem, so true, tho u see, the sign ,sight of u everyone that goes by so u question life like how did I, how did I ,how did I deserve this life ,no mind , no mend, no peace, when, never ends. Back u down to this day they say Fight back , it might take a turn for u to feel Type away.... Meaning feel what u say every word that u think, think it thru, it might be ur last or up incoming of that, hear, fear from that, forming to not even know Trust urself , u got it nothing could break u down meant show no mercy, matter the way, wave ,crashing down on u coming all around, push it back to show what u have a gift , curse the worst feeling what is everybody thinking...🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯
[Strofa] Finalmente ho capito come fare Per farvi smettere di protestare Ma poi ho deciso di farvi commentare Ci ho rimesso l'autotune così mi strilli "commerciale", frate' E poi mi spieghi che c'è di commerciale Nel fare un disco gratis con dentro le mie pare Dove dico che non vivo bene senza fumare E lo faccio ancora una volta sulla strumentale, nah (dai) Questi qua sembra sentano la necessità Di dirmi che sono meglio di me perché hanno fatto l'università Io non ho studiato sui banchi (mai), ho studiato sui campi Ho visto i veri occhi stanchi quando non tornano bianchi mai Ho dormito nelle stazioni, dato birre a barboni Rubato vestiti poi ho confessato tutto nelle canzoni E questi quattro cazzoni adesso vorrebbero spiegazioni (ciao) Che vorresti sentire che adesso me la cavo bene Perché suono, faccio due soldi in più e c'ho la Jordan al piede Per me stare bene non equivale a guadagnare bene (no) Per me stare bene vuol dire stare insieme E mi hanno chiuso la porta in molti (in molti) Che adesso ormai sono morti sepolti (sepolti) Certe cose è meglio che te le scordi Perché ti mangiano dentro e non te ne accorgi Ma questi pezzi di merda vogliono mettermi a terra Si aspettano che io perda, nel cuore ho l'effetto serra Ma disco d'oro, disco di platino, non c'è disco che tenga Quando in un attimo ti si scordano, era un disco di merda E io spacco i palchi, ci salto, butto il cuore nell'impianto Voglio arrivare a un miliardo, farmi venire un infarto Perché non vale la pena di andarsene in un altro modo Non appendo il microfono al chiodo (mai) Ancora agosto a Roma, 37 gradi Li conosci bene, frate', perché te li ho già rappati Sette stati, a scrivere tu ci hai detestati Io continuo fino a riempire 7 stadi Perciò metti il microfono nel ripostiglio È quello che penso, è quello che vi consiglio Perciò metti il microfono nel ripostiglio È quello che penso, è tutto quello che so, frate'
Father gone i do it for the other side seen my mother cry started to question god like, if you hear me gimme a fuckin sign. help me smoothen out my rough design. I'm just tryna make enough to shine. I'm just tryna make enough to tell my mother she can quit her muthafuckin job. then find the peace it usually takes drugs to find. in this world aint nobody color blind. walking by with the homie seeing ppl making sure they car door locked. i can see the hatred in they eyes, same ones ask em if they racist then they lie. nah i gotta cousin who's half black i didn't ask that . if you left me in a room with ya wallet would you trust a nigga not to Jack that. natural athlete on these instrumentals when you see me know that I ran tracks dad mad his daughter bf black and he jam that damn rap and let his pants sag. judge him instantly
They ask for the real/ well imma give them the fake/ like rappers creatin words/ this is opposite day/ u ready for games come out and play/ just ya life at stake/ i bust heads till the white meat show, u can call me three K/ imma exposing the bitch of a man u protray/ u talk nothing but plaque and decay/ imma hand u the shovel u can dig ya on grave/ while i rise to the top like a fuckin suflay/ this is just my pre summer heat (yes).... April May/ no need to remind the line.... just hit replay/
Ight Look Stop Playin/ Be real I'm just sayin/ Girl said I got child support/ but ain't a dime im payin/ My girl too fine/ Yu can't have her cause she mine/ This shit ain't nun/ I could post a video and Shine/ Used to sell dope/ thinkin the dough would bring me hope/ all these thots I gotta cope wit/ My flow too crucial/ I'll even put My Initial Q.A.
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My god the violin is perfect
This gives me chills. Damn this shit is clean.
You have the last note. That automatically beats all of the rest on UA-cam. 🤙
Off the dome...
No matter the cause
No matter the fault
U kno everybody at fault
So u take away
say to this day
like it shouldn't matter
no wait, hate, stand in ur place.
Say somethings that should not
Matter to u, wait, hate weightin on u today.
tomorrow brings something else
u can't say, or explain...
Treat everyday like it's ur last u don't know what's going on in ur past
Happened to quick u thought about that,
Hate to say so u react, impulse blood flowing thru ur veins heart beating fast, feet walkin back, back on demand..
Never knowin that,
what happens back
Back to think on that .....
Best one I've heard.. I heard about 100 versions lol
n reply 8 years later
10 years later
This is phenomenal!! Everyone elses remake is missing a crucial note that makes it dramatic. Well done!
BEST ONE ON UA-cam!
Omg he has the note that nobody has! This is my most favorite instrumental now
QUELLO CHE VI CONSIGLIO❤
OH MY GOD 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
Father gone i do it for the other side seen my mother cry thats when i questioned god like, if you hear me gimme a fuckin sign. help me smoothen out my rough design. I'm just tryna make enough to shine. I'm just tryna make enough to tell my mother she can quit her muthafuckin job. then find the peace it usually takes drugs to find. in this world aint nobody color blind. walking by with the homie seeing ppl making sure they car door locked. i can see the hatred in they eyes, same ones ask em if they racist then they lie. nah i gotta cousin who's half black i didn't ask that . if you left me in a room with ya wallet would you trust a nigga not to Jack that. natural athlete on these instrumentals when you see me know that I ran tracks dad mad his daughter bf black and he jam that damn rap and let his pants sag. judge him instantly because of what the color of skin there ain't no one defending . now im thuggin cuz thats what it did to me. if you gone judge him learn his story first at least and judge him from his mf history parents prejudice a pair of pessimists prepare the plan is to repair ya preference niggas hating cuz i rap better really my only interest is to stack cheddar thats why when im getting off them grams it's coming on the scale and not a tad extra
This is a great remake!! Like NorthGang700 said that violin though..
the beat is insane
when i say this don’t even sound like a remake 😭🔥
You who are rich and whose troubles are few
May come around to see my point of view
What price the crown of a king on his throne
When you're chained in the dark all alone?
I'm real as they come, I follow the rules
I'm still in the hood but I probably should move
Made enough money, I don't fuck around
I just felt they needed me so I stuck around
Feds got my man, shit is real son
'Cause my godson just became my real son
Think life is a game but all you get is a turn
You live and you learn, either you freeze or you burn
Kush in the air, I'm pushin' the gears
Love turned into hate, hate turned into fear
If it ain't right, I don't sign the deal
Shoot me in the watch, I got time to kill
Gasoline, propane
Ain't no salary cap in the dope game
Ain't no collective bargainin' on cocaine
So in other words, nigga, do your thing
Mind in one place, heart in another
Please pardon my brother, he's just angry at you niggas
Who don't have your heart in your rap shit
And got too fuckin' comfy
'Cause we still fuckin' hungry, Young Money, got the munchies
Faded, fuckin' faded, aw yeah I'm fuckin' faded
They tellin' lies about me, aw yeah, I must've made it
Rikers Island on this flow, eight months for that pistol
But at least they had some bad bitches workin' in that shit hole
Three visits later, I went and did it major
So fuck the judge, and the jury, and the litigator
Watchin' all these kids who thought they had it figured out
And then November came, they let my nigga out
Uh, stop playin', I ain't with that bullshit
Niggas act like bitches, Sheneneh, oh my goodness
This is Wayne's world, and y'all are just some tourists
Give me three wishes, I wish, I wish, I wish you would bitch
Brand new pussy, pussy good as baby powder
Two Glock .40s, nigga you got 80 problems
Swimmin' in the money, I'ma need some fuckin' goggles
It's better to give, but we don't give a fuck about 'em
I just came home, shit done got real, ho
Lil' Weezyana, the boot nigga, steel toe
I ain't workin' with a full deck but I deal ho
I just touched down, kick the motherfuckin' field goal
Talkin 'bout baby money? I got your baby money
Kidnap your bitch, get that "how-much-you-love-your-lady" money
I know you fake nigga, press your brakes nigga
I'll take you out, that's a date nigga
I'm a grown-ass Blood, stop playin' with me
Play asshole and get an ass whippin'
I think you pussy cat, ha, Hello Kitty
I just throw the alley-oop to Drake Griffin
I lay 'em down, Tempurpedic
This shit's a game of chess, you niggas think it's cleavage
It's Young Money, yeah, 'tis the season
I give you the business, bitch this a business meetin'
My niggas hungry, my bitches greedy
Will I die a bloody murder? Dear Mr. Ouija
Nigga, I'm straight, my girl a faggot
Potato on the barrel, pop-pop-potato salad
#This. U da goat 4 dis 1!
Wicked 🔥
Pretty dam gud bruh
Never to late, say what u mean nobody comes clean
Lies
Face
Twisted up, throw up
So u start to succeed in life
they see
what y, so u try
back u down right
light scare,
get mad
left and right
no matter to you that their, there for you not to seem, so true,
tho u see, the sign ,sight of u everyone that goes by so
u question life
like how did I, how did I ,how did I deserve this life ,no mind , no mend, no peace, when, never ends.
Back u down
to this day they say
Fight back , it might take a turn for u to feel
Type away....
Meaning feel what u say every word that u think, think it thru, it might be ur last or up incoming of that, hear, fear from that,
forming to not even know
Trust urself , u got it
nothing could break u down
meant show no mercy, matter the way, wave ,crashing down on u coming all around, push it back
to show what u have
a gift , curse
the worst feeling
what is everybody thinking...🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
[Strofa]
Finalmente ho capito come fare
Per farvi smettere di protestare
Ma poi ho deciso di farvi commentare
Ci ho rimesso l'autotune così mi strilli "commerciale", frate'
E poi mi spieghi che c'è di commerciale
Nel fare un disco gratis con dentro le mie pare
Dove dico che non vivo bene senza fumare
E lo faccio ancora una volta sulla strumentale, nah (dai)
Questi qua sembra sentano la necessità
Di dirmi che sono meglio di me perché hanno fatto l'università
Io non ho studiato sui banchi (mai), ho studiato sui campi
Ho visto i veri occhi stanchi quando non tornano bianchi mai
Ho dormito nelle stazioni, dato birre a barboni
Rubato vestiti poi ho confessato tutto nelle canzoni
E questi quattro cazzoni adesso vorrebbero spiegazioni (ciao)
Che vorresti sentire che adesso me la cavo bene
Perché suono, faccio due soldi in più e c'ho la Jordan al piede
Per me stare bene non equivale a guadagnare bene (no)
Per me stare bene vuol dire stare insieme
E mi hanno chiuso la porta in molti (in molti)
Che adesso ormai sono morti sepolti (sepolti)
Certe cose è meglio che te le scordi
Perché ti mangiano dentro e non te ne accorgi
Ma questi pezzi di merda vogliono mettermi a terra
Si aspettano che io perda, nel cuore ho l'effetto serra
Ma disco d'oro, disco di platino, non c'è disco che tenga
Quando in un attimo ti si scordano, era un disco di merda
E io spacco i palchi, ci salto, butto il cuore nell'impianto
Voglio arrivare a un miliardo, farmi venire un infarto
Perché non vale la pena di andarsene in un altro modo
Non appendo il microfono al chiodo (mai)
Ancora agosto a Roma, 37 gradi
Li conosci bene, frate', perché te li ho già rappati
Sette stati, a scrivere tu ci hai detestati
Io continuo fino a riempire 7 stadi
Perciò metti il microfono nel ripostiglio
È quello che penso, è quello che vi consiglio
Perciò metti il microfono nel ripostiglio
È quello che penso, è tutto quello che so, frate'
Here for Jadakiss
i wanna know about the one that sings in the begning he was the best one on this track
Nice😌
ONLY IF U USED A DIFFERENT SANARE FOR THE SNARE PART
which is the sample of The beat?
Mattia Mazzu the cast of amarteollo
The cask of amontillado
Does anyone know how to put this instrumental on animoto for a project
Father gone i do it for the other side seen my mother cry started to question god like, if you hear me gimme a fuckin sign. help me smoothen out my rough design. I'm just tryna make enough to shine. I'm just tryna make enough to tell my mother she can quit her muthafuckin job. then find the peace it usually takes drugs to find. in this world aint nobody color blind. walking by with the homie seeing ppl making sure they car door locked. i can see the hatred in they eyes, same ones ask em if they racist then they lie. nah i gotta cousin who's half black i didn't ask that . if you left me in a room with ya wallet would you trust a nigga not to Jack that. natural athlete on these instrumentals when you see me know that I ran tracks dad mad his daughter bf black and he jam that damn rap and let his pants sag. judge him instantly
how to download
are u still alive
"THE CASK OF AMONTILLADO"
Good shit
You are off by one note on the latter up strings
this instrumental > actual song...
-Nicollo Machiavelli Was A Political Strategist
It wasnt made by boi-1da.....
They ask for the real/ well imma give them the fake/ like rappers creatin words/ this is opposite day/ u ready for games come out and play/ just ya life at stake/ i bust heads till the white meat show, u can call me three K/ imma exposing the bitch of a man u protray/ u talk nothing but plaque and decay/ imma hand u the shovel u can dig ya on grave/ while i rise to the top like a fuckin suflay/ this is just my pre summer heat (yes).... April May/ no need to remind the line.... just hit replay/
Ight Look
Stop Playin/ Be real I'm just sayin/ Girl said I got child support/ but ain't a dime im payin/ My girl too fine/ Yu can't have her cause she mine/ This shit ain't nun/ I could post a video and Shine/ Used to sell dope/ thinkin the dough would bring me hope/ all these thots I gotta cope wit/ My flow too crucial/ I'll even put My Initial
Q.A.
I'm bout to rip this shit
That was jadakiss djo
Fg
@khenzBeatmaker this shit is fire is it ok to use it
Glad that you like it
Thanks bro !
Thanks guys !
Lol thanks man :)