This music sounds like if Prodigy himself looked at you face to face in stillness as he stands outside in his neighborhood with Queens bridge flats behind him, bandanna P, with his big jacket and you feel the energy he puts out, whilst your mind realizes the seriousness and pain that was in Prodigies life as you look at his face in that moment. Prodigy suffered from sickle cell and ghetto pain. Prodigy may your soul Rest In Power. You have made such a powerful influence to the Hip Hop and Rap community, touched so many peoples lives as result of your hard work, dedication and commitment to music and the wider community from the projects and beyond. It would have been amazing to meet Prodigy and witness him rapping and talking on stage for music and interviews. Also to see and hear Havoc on Alchemists beats. All of them are legends in rap and music.
@Sucha Soorma yeah.. indeed.. I don't know why I was so confused... even though I still think that havoc is so far ahead... alch is also dope, don't mind me
@@amvrosiosmadouvalos9616 I disagree, to me they are about equally good. Premo, Just Blaze, RZA, Alchemist and Havoc are my favorites and I love them pretty much all the same, they all shine in different departments but I can’t put an order to my list
@@greedokenobi3855 kay, fair enough, I respect your opinion... Havoc beats created a unique feeling for me that I never felt so so much again with others beats
or three times i might strike, while rippin tha mic so witness this sight, pale white from lack of the light now let the gifted spit this wicked line shiftin yah spine step to my mind to redefine yah tactics 808 style, the garden isle is where im at kid hawaiian islands, i stand behind you while im smilin its often frightnin from kauai i reside bringin this to an end
What was your favorite Mobb Album together not solo? 4 Me Lbs for Lbs in retrospect ........hmmmm Might a been this one Murda Muzik but the Free Agents Album (Look It Up) released on the under ground was Fiyah. It was so UNSUNG at a time when Mobb was being phased out by the mainstream Hip Radio Stations AKA Shot 97.
bring it back to the basics, been lacing tracks with the dope since the basement. so face it, taste it and realize there's no replacements when I ace it.
They say good people are going high places, good times:(Embrace it) Cherish your lord cause:(He’s Sacred) put away the hatred,better times I’m awaiting towards going towards my saviour,for now I gotta focus on the betterment of my behaviour
el juego de la calle te consume con sus males pero paveses es lo único que tengo para sacar a los rivales que me quieren bajo tierra pero sigo en pie de guerra mas consiente que en lo oscuro donde no existe el futuro solo una voz en la cabeza que me saca un par de apuros ....Big Brain
Dzieci miast Ulic brudnych jak rynsztok Kazdy z Nas Scenariusz jak Hitchcock Zycie bije mocniej niż Kliczko I jak Amstrong Zapierdala szybko Miałeś plany ale ci nie pykło Słowa nie dotrzymał Spotkała go przykrość Posypane Proszę Mocy przybądz Najłatwiej No to innym wytknąć CHarakter Kiedy zdołasz wybrnąć Z uzależnień Co prowadzą do nikąd Zachowaj trzeżwość Kieruj sie logiką Albo poleć w tango I skończ w dupie z wszywką
Fu il giorno di quel ceppo infetto, ne subii l'effetto interno Quel giorno perfetto si è ristretto ad un inferno Dispetto di quel perno Che mi lasciò l'impronta nella psiche Come fosse stato con un caldo ferro L'ansia dominava nel mio viaggio sotterraneo E tra un miraggio e l'altro mi sentivo estraneo Tremori, percezioni alterate, emozioni bruciate Se iniziate calibrate le porzioni fumate Era una sauna, visione distorta, avevo la nausea Disturbi psichici, la causa un insidioso trauma Presi una pausa invano di quasi un anno Ma il danno era fatto, il grammo d'un tratto salì Mi sentii fatto da sano Il tatto era strano, l'astratto era in mano Come se scappo dalla realtà che strappo via piano Distacco di scatto senza riscatto di grano Mentre mi sbatto a capire, qua do di matto se bramo La personalità si appanna Depersonalizzazione segue derealizzazione, colpa di una canna Non contro chi banna questo, ma ero Arianna nell'innesto E prima che ci rimanga, vado a nanna presto, mamma esco Cedono le gambe, l'angoscia mi scroscia in coscia La mia testa inconscia pensa: "Starò meglio in doccia" Ma ad ogni goccia la coscienza si sbiadisce Perdo essenza, ho inteso che ora a darmi peso sono solo le mie viscere Non vedo sbocchi, io non ho più occhi per i quadri fogli I miei sfoghi sono scarabocchi sopra quadri e fogli Non sentirsi il cranio, mente staccata dal corpo Guardarsi la mano e vederla lontano dal volto Ma non è pazzia, la diagnosticazione È apatia e cristallizzata dissociazione Domande su se stessi, esistenza confusa La mente fusa che dilata i suoi pensieri agli universi Mi scordo il ruolo di persona per una cattiva stona Che risuona rintrona Rendendomi in uno stato di coma vivendo da automa L'effetto è di sottofondo E mi accompagna a letto come quando si fa giorno Se guardo il vuoto me lo sento dentro il corpo Come il moto che aumento se dentro corro più distorto Più penso, più cade la coscienza in vetro A conoscenza del dialogo col mio alter ego, monologo tetro Vivo dietro a un vetro che distacca Vorrei partecipare alla mia vita, ma se mi avvicino, scappa Da questo lato vita non magnanima Se cammino trascinando il corpo appeso alla mia anima Ho un'identità che oscilla come pendoli Passo la vita guardandomi allo specchio e non riconoscendomi Un'arma contro l'ansia che adopera la mente E sciopera, spesso opera perso nel niente La mia testa è un alveare, lontano un metro siedo Attraverso un vetro vedo e retrocedo dal reale Come un ginepro d'arredo in zona balneare Prego e 'sto segreto tetro credo si voglia alleare Vorrei dal margine sfociare, piangere ed amare Ma in 'sto carcere mentale non è facile il sociale Il male è da associare a mancanze di dame Non ho nessuna con cui stare perché non so conquistare Vuoto interiore, dopo ore, nuoto nella percezione Una foto esteriore, è ignoto ogni emozione Non ho salute in mente Alle sedute ne si discute sempre, ma non si conclude niente Mentre spesso perso trovo le difficoltà Quando stento ad essere connesso verso la realtà Scrivo il testo con l'acidità Vivo questo e sento l'estro il mio maestro in me stesso solo se immerso nel rap
Give you a Taste No homo God is the Ace His rivals always get replaced by some other so called idols that get draped fuck the so called God’s that are snakes 🐍 in the Grassi type like Drake last name ever first name Greatest Lol 😂 give me a Break another Jew that can’t even bust a Grape 🍇 Fruity Types Lame and Fake anyways Lates 👋
Solo autour du feu Teezer devant les cieux Trop souvent l’es gadji Me rendre trop malheureux Si j’ai mal a la vie C’est pas que je suis nerveux Adouci par la rime Quand je te vois je suis bleu Tu vas soner a nime A deux c’est toujours mieux On t’appelle en anonyme Les rimes j’suis pointilleux Les rimes j’suis pointilleux Monter c’est périlleux Je veux montrer quoii au niveau supérieur Leur faire des grosses frayeurs C’est mon antidépresseur J’voudrais être meilleur J’serais ton entraîneur Je dit fuck les skateur Du monde de la terreur Je serai pas alka Mais je serai l’empereur Je veux pas ça calva Mais des blunt t’en a peur Désolé a papa je consomme la fleur Max Zepo l’instru et lourde Comme ce mec sans ça poudre L’avenir dans le goblet Rempli de boissons poudre Laisser moi seul en paix Le passer ils recoude Le lien bien trop cassé J’tien tou seul sans mes coude Avec je m’enlaçai J’veux mes son sur iCloud Chui bien trop déplacé Le temps et moi on boude La pour te remplacer Je débite sans la foudre Bien trop bien trop gazer Les pensées me détourne Dans l’allee sans arrêt J’regarde les étoiles passer Debiter comme un vier Espérant pouvoir percer Trop souvent cogiter Comme un fou dans ça celule J’ai trop souvent aimé Comme un jour où je fais des tunes Pas de vie pas de blé On croit tousse en nos études Arraché je kiker Le rap crée en moi une bulle Tu sors comme d’une apene Quand ta finis de tout fume Arrête de t’agiter on finira tous sans tunes Le passé compliqué Joue sur l’présent amertumes Le passé compliqué Joue sur l’present amertumes Je sais plus où aller Et je finis sous la lune Noé: Et je finis sous la lune M A X et noé tu connais on a tout fume
in the day the earth stands still I'm the cyclone sent to get you// hate me cuz I rep Jehovah// hate me cuz I represent the hood thats getting ova// hate me cuz I Know you ain't got soul unless you soulja/ hate me cuz I won't curse// and god will come and do exactly what I told you in the first verse//
yeah yo check it out am ready for it now thug now and forever am good with the hustlin real clever even if i feel under the weather i still get the pape if anything i still scrap ya with my rayza
Y es dificil pero debes pasar pagina, aun que la mires y te entre la recordada lastima, lo ves qe nuestras guerras son elasticas, te doy de mis sentimientos y sin pensarlo los masticas. 22 gramos es lo qe pesa mi poca alma, ya qe te miro y te pienso con la mente en calma, tus palabras mas fuertes qe las mejores armas pero mi escudo dejo en vano mis puras hagallas, no. Termino por pensarlo, dejando en acabado lo qe empezo sin estar cerrado el candado, y esqe tu prefieres creer el condado mientras me miro en el espejo desconsolado. y como pol tome un descanso ya qe estava agotado. Ser libre sin tener qe estar atado, ves. No, no me mires qe se perfectamente cuando me mientes, pues ves qe termino levandote los pies en cero coma tres segundos. Nuestras miradas cayeron en lo mas profundo, no lo viste te regale hasta mi perdido mundo. Nuestros rencores son todos escritos en canciones, mientras lo vuestro se basa en publicaciones. Palizas qe terminan en atracciones y mensajes qe terminan en traiciones. Mis recuerdos no son del todo malos, solo qe procuro abandonarlos. Debo passar al ultimo de los capitulos y a tu orgullo no debo besarlo. Para ti, yo un niño como sinosuke, no quiero de tus labios aun qe sean sin azucar. Es el final del dia y vamos a acabar en el fondo de ese bar. Sale mi seguno yo y me deja escapar. Nuestra hermandad supera vuestra pesima maldad, dejanos en paz y vuestra mision abortad, yo me adapto en cualquier habitat, no te voy a pedir caridad pero ves como quito tu falso disfraz. Ya no merces la pena igual qe ese temazo qe escribes y nunca llegas a grabar pero es himno pa tu grupo de colegas. Me has ganado y no sabes ni a qe jugas. Me has mirado y me has puesto entre las deshiladas cuerdas.
it was tough man lol no one in the comments knew what the beat was but we all agreed it was badass. so i had to look for the exact same video on different sites hoping someone knew what it was. after about the 3rd or 4th try someone said oh this is a mobb deep beat so from there i searched all mobb deep instrumentals one by one
this is what i feel like a lot of youtube "old school hiphop type beat" producers want to accomplish, but their sounds, especially drums usually sound empty and bland compared to these
livin in the prison of my own mind system, cloudy judgment im impaired by the poisons, the snakes who phen for green, delivers the virus to the chosen, broken homes are common battle scenes fill my memories, bodies decomposing returned back to the states broken, my mind is the new war plane, my heart is frozen, no remorse trained to bring pain with juggernaut force, when i was good no one heard my screams, wicked infected me as i seen, the light descend, this is a bad dream, in the land of sin
This will NEVER get old.
true
yes, this got old, but we dont give a f... about it! Old$chool4Ever, fuck new school!
As of today it's still fire
This beat is a reflection of the hopelessness and depression of the Ghetto
To me it sounds more like a suicidal man with a gun to his head, or like domestic violence
@@eviljesus6111 *...in the ghetto
I think it sounds like the music of a serial killer posing as an ice cream truck driver.
@@blazeyurlyf looool that's also a way see this :D Sounds like a new Stephan King story
No a la verga suena mas como para asaltar viejitas y desbalijar autos
This beat is timeless
it's not
Guys i need the song by pue importe i guess france language or else but şame beats
RIP Prodigy
You're now in the Hip Hop Legends Realm on Heaven
This comment deserves 100+ likes. R.I.P. Albert Johnson.
This music sounds like if Prodigy himself looked at you face to face in stillness as he stands outside in his neighborhood with Queens bridge flats behind him, bandanna P, with his big jacket and you feel the energy he puts out, whilst your mind realizes the seriousness and pain that was in Prodigies life as you look at his face in that moment.
Prodigy suffered from sickle cell and ghetto pain.
Prodigy may your soul Rest In Power.
You have made such a powerful influence to the Hip Hop and Rap community, touched so many peoples lives as result of your hard work, dedication and commitment to music and the wider community from the projects and beyond.
It would have been amazing to meet Prodigy and witness him rapping and talking on stage for music and interviews. Also to see and hear Havoc on Alchemists beats. All of them are legends in rap and music.
Best hip-hop beat ever. Period.
Arguably..... I'd have to agree
Actually!!!......your right
RIP Prodigy!!!!
RIP Mobb 🙏
jesús, amén.
el ateo de Lmc jajajajaja
@@detodo-us4peyou are Hellbound
@@rodrigogarciabullon6035👎
ALCHEMIST NEVER DISAPPOINT!
F*CKING LEGEND!
This is a havoc beat .. alche cant catch havoc even if he is also crazy .. havoc is unkillable when it comes to beats
@Sucha Soorma yeah.. indeed.. I don't know why I was so confused... even though I still think that havoc is so far ahead... alch is also dope, don't mind me
@@amvrosiosmadouvalos9616 Yeah The Alchemist can't touch Havoc... Havoc is the legend. This beat kinda sleep....
@@amvrosiosmadouvalos9616 I disagree, to me they are about equally good. Premo, Just Blaze, RZA, Alchemist and Havoc are my favorites and I love them pretty much all the same, they all shine in different departments but I can’t put an order to my list
@@greedokenobi3855 kay, fair enough, I respect your opinion... Havoc beats created a unique feeling for me that I never felt so so much again with others beats
1:23 the piano cuts, and sounds immaculate ✨
Mobb deep Produciendo el verdadero arte Musical!!! Gracias Mobb deep
The alchemist produce it
PERFECT BEAT, MOBB DEEP REAL HIP HOP!
JUST PERFECT BEAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
why havoc look like floyd Mayweather
Havoc is older than Floyd.
If anything, Mayweather looks like Havoc.
nothing worse than the hip hop culture of leaving out words when you type
Haha yo I've been saying that for yeeeaarss!! He does! Haha
Why do all ya'll niggas look like floyd mayweather smh
M.s. Cherradi what!? All!???? Get the f... out of here man
Yo man Alchemist is probably the best producer of all time!! Right next to Preemo
This is one of the best groups of all time this beat is classic and song rest in peace The Prodigy
5 people got left at the 711 while we went and did what we did , good upload
Just the beat is enough to tell us a Real Street story
For ever and ever and ever and ever who didn't write his first rhymes on this??? RIP Prodigy
Good audio quality. Thanks
Classic beat
The instrumental is impeccable
This beat is perfect for a boxing highlights video
bro speaking of boxing dont you think havoc looks like floyd Mayweather lololol
@@Jaunty_jules now you mention it🤣
greatest beat all time
Callendo en un vacío que esta lleno de sus sombras...🎵🎵🎶
@91stgeneration dopessst ive ever heard on youtube on the greezyest beat biggg ups
Damn kidd thats some serious spit!
LMC, te extraño amigo, siempre serás mi héroe.
Wow wow.
Too nice
Evil ice cream truck muzik
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
"yo"
awesome instrumental
ill use it for my own song :D
Une tuerie
or three times i might strike, while rippin tha mic
so witness this sight, pale white from lack of the light
now let the gifted spit this wicked line shiftin yah spine
step to my mind to redefine yah tactics
808 style, the garden isle is where im at kid
hawaiian islands, i stand behind you while im smilin
its often frightnin from kauai i reside bringin this to an end
this beat is killin me...
Off the hiatus
Migrated on you bird brains
Sabbatical for just being a natural
At wordplay
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
damn bro AL made this piano sound like gross beat back in ‘99 lol
One of the first beats i used to write on...
@91stgeneration Beautifully done,would've been the tightest lyrics in the song no doubt
What was your favorite Mobb Album together not solo? 4 Me Lbs for Lbs in retrospect ........hmmmm Might a been this one Murda Muzik but the Free Agents Album (Look It Up) released on the under ground was Fiyah. It was so UNSUNG at a time when Mobb was being phased out by the mainstream Hip Radio Stations AKA Shot 97.
your picture fits that comment so much
bring it back to the basics, been lacing tracks with the dope since the basement. so face it, taste it and realize there's no replacements when I ace it.
They say good people are going high places, good times:(Embrace it) Cherish your lord cause:(He’s Sacred) put away the hatred,better times I’m awaiting towards going towards my saviour,for now I gotta focus on the betterment of my behaviour
el juego de la calle
te consume con sus males
pero paveses es lo único que tengo para sacar a los rivales
que me quieren bajo tierra
pero sigo en pie de guerra
mas consiente que en lo oscuro
donde no existe el futuro
solo una voz en la cabeza
que me saca un par de apuros ....Big Brain
yess m8, mighty mighty E5
GRUNT#1
Dzieci miast
Ulic brudnych jak rynsztok
Kazdy z Nas
Scenariusz jak Hitchcock
Zycie bije mocniej niż Kliczko
I jak Amstrong
Zapierdala szybko
Miałeś plany ale ci nie pykło
Słowa nie dotrzymał
Spotkała go przykrość
Posypane
Proszę
Mocy przybądz
Najłatwiej
No to innym wytknąć
CHarakter
Kiedy zdołasz wybrnąć
Z uzależnień
Co prowadzą do nikąd
Zachowaj trzeżwość
Kieruj sie logiką
Albo poleć w tango
I skończ w dupie z wszywką
Fu il giorno di quel ceppo infetto, ne subii l'effetto interno
Quel giorno perfetto si è ristretto ad un inferno
Dispetto di quel perno
Che mi lasciò l'impronta nella psiche
Come fosse stato con un caldo ferro
L'ansia dominava nel mio viaggio sotterraneo
E tra un miraggio e l'altro mi sentivo estraneo
Tremori, percezioni alterate, emozioni bruciate
Se iniziate calibrate le porzioni fumate
Era una sauna, visione distorta, avevo la nausea
Disturbi psichici, la causa un insidioso trauma
Presi una pausa invano di quasi un anno
Ma il danno era fatto, il grammo d'un tratto salì
Mi sentii fatto da sano
Il tatto era strano, l'astratto era in mano
Come se scappo dalla realtà che strappo via piano
Distacco di scatto senza riscatto di grano
Mentre mi sbatto a capire, qua do di matto se bramo
La personalità si appanna
Depersonalizzazione segue derealizzazione, colpa di una canna
Non contro chi banna questo, ma ero Arianna nell'innesto
E prima che ci rimanga, vado a nanna presto, mamma esco
Cedono le gambe, l'angoscia mi scroscia in coscia
La mia testa inconscia pensa: "Starò meglio in doccia"
Ma ad ogni goccia la coscienza si sbiadisce
Perdo essenza, ho inteso che ora a darmi peso sono solo le mie viscere
Non vedo sbocchi, io non ho più occhi per i quadri fogli
I miei sfoghi sono scarabocchi sopra quadri e fogli
Non sentirsi il cranio, mente staccata dal corpo
Guardarsi la mano e vederla lontano dal volto
Ma non è pazzia, la diagnosticazione
È apatia e cristallizzata dissociazione
Domande su se stessi, esistenza confusa
La mente fusa che dilata i suoi pensieri agli universi
Mi scordo il ruolo di persona per una cattiva stona
Che risuona rintrona
Rendendomi in uno stato di coma vivendo da automa
L'effetto è di sottofondo
E mi accompagna a letto come quando si fa giorno
Se guardo il vuoto me lo sento dentro il corpo
Come il moto che aumento se dentro corro più distorto
Più penso, più cade la coscienza in vetro
A conoscenza del dialogo col mio alter ego, monologo tetro
Vivo dietro a un vetro che distacca
Vorrei partecipare alla mia vita, ma se mi avvicino, scappa
Da questo lato vita non magnanima
Se cammino trascinando il corpo appeso alla mia anima
Ho un'identità che oscilla come pendoli
Passo la vita guardandomi allo specchio e non riconoscendomi
Un'arma contro l'ansia che adopera la mente
E sciopera, spesso opera perso nel niente
La mia testa è un alveare, lontano un metro siedo
Attraverso un vetro vedo e retrocedo dal reale
Come un ginepro d'arredo in zona balneare
Prego e 'sto segreto tetro credo si voglia alleare
Vorrei dal margine sfociare, piangere ed amare
Ma in 'sto carcere mentale non è facile il sociale
Il male è da associare a mancanze di dame
Non ho nessuna con cui stare perché non so conquistare
Vuoto interiore, dopo ore, nuoto nella percezione
Una foto esteriore, è ignoto ogni emozione
Non ho salute in mente
Alle sedute ne si discute sempre, ma non si conclude niente
Mentre spesso perso trovo le difficoltà
Quando stento ad essere connesso verso la realtà
Scrivo il testo con l'acidità
Vivo questo e sento l'estro il mio maestro in me stesso solo se immerso nel rap
Mattak❤️
you know whats my favorite type of hip hop? reading lyrics people write on youtube.
Give you a Taste No homo God is the Ace His rivals always get replaced by some other so called idols that get draped fuck the so called God’s that are snakes 🐍 in the Grassi type like Drake last name ever first name Greatest Lol 😂 give me a Break another Jew that can’t even bust a Grape 🍇 Fruity Types Lame and Fake anyways Lates 👋
MOBB DEEP:real shit/real beat!!!!
I'm from france and LOVE this kind of old school beat rap!!!!!
Our french rappers would shut the hell up for the rest of them lifes if they listen to that dope
Bad man tune
kollegah
Vpd
RF304 Red Light District Soundtrack
farid
Tight beat!!!
mobb deep réal hip hop
Solo autour du feu
Teezer devant les cieux
Trop souvent l’es gadji
Me rendre trop malheureux
Si j’ai mal a la vie
C’est pas que je suis nerveux
Adouci par la rime
Quand je te vois je suis bleu
Tu vas soner a nime
A deux c’est toujours mieux
On t’appelle en anonyme
Les rimes j’suis pointilleux
Les rimes j’suis pointilleux
Monter c’est périlleux
Je veux montrer quoii au niveau supérieur
Leur faire des grosses frayeurs
C’est mon antidépresseur
J’voudrais être meilleur
J’serais ton entraîneur
Je dit fuck les skateur
Du monde de la terreur
Je serai pas alka
Mais je serai l’empereur
Je veux pas ça calva
Mais des blunt t’en a peur
Désolé a papa
je consomme la fleur
Max
Zepo l’instru et lourde
Comme ce mec sans ça poudre
L’avenir dans le goblet
Rempli de boissons poudre
Laisser moi seul en paix
Le passer ils recoude
Le lien bien trop cassé
J’tien tou seul sans mes coude
Avec je m’enlaçai
J’veux mes son sur iCloud
Chui bien trop déplacé
Le temps et moi on boude
La pour te remplacer
Je débite sans la foudre
Bien trop bien trop gazer
Les pensées me détourne
Dans l’allee sans arrêt
J’regarde les étoiles passer
Debiter comme un vier
Espérant pouvoir percer
Trop souvent cogiter
Comme un fou dans ça celule
J’ai trop souvent aimé
Comme un jour où je fais des tunes
Pas de vie pas de blé
On croit tousse en nos études
Arraché je kiker
Le rap crée en moi une bulle
Tu sors comme d’une apene
Quand ta finis de tout fume
Arrête de t’agiter on finira tous sans tunes
Le passé compliqué
Joue sur l’présent amertumes
Le passé compliqué
Joue sur l’present amertumes
Je sais plus où aller
Et je finis sous la lune
Noé:
Et je finis sous la lune
M A X et noé tu connais on a tout fume
Schau auf die Breitling an meinem Handgelenk..
Dein sogenannter Rap hört sich an als wärst du ein weibliches Gesangstalent
Con amor-mente en blanco 😜
Black P Μόνο
sooooooooooo raw
Sma3 Zan9a Kathder ,
OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH WWWWWWEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
la película de miedo son los miedos mismos ...
jesus salas tremendo mute Joder!
...t'as raison dtrouver que ça dégomme..bete de flow sur un beat qui t'assome..
mobb!!
right here
i feel you...+1
Deep!!
yo
just relaxin
blunt passin
california where im from just in case you askin
@KtownLoque Thanks man
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh dmasiado wapa¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡
in the day the earth stands still I'm the cyclone sent to get you//
hate me cuz I rep Jehovah// hate me cuz I represent the hood thats getting ova//
hate me cuz I Know you ain't got soul unless you soulja/ hate me cuz I won't curse// and god will come and do exactly what I told you in the first verse//
dopeness
lourd
Where can I get this instrumental?
Dizzy Dros ! Man
عزي عندو ستيلو💤
Concentido
yeah yo
check it out am ready for it now
thug now and forever
am good with the hustlin real clever
even if i feel under the weather
i still get the pape
if anything i still scrap ya
with my rayza
hi..pac man..go go mobb deep 2pac is back hihihihiihihiihi.r.i.p mr makeveli
Y es dificil pero debes pasar pagina, aun que la mires y te entre la recordada lastima, lo ves qe nuestras guerras son elasticas, te doy de mis sentimientos y sin pensarlo los masticas.
22 gramos es lo qe pesa mi poca alma, ya qe te miro y te pienso con la mente en calma, tus palabras mas fuertes qe las mejores armas pero mi escudo dejo en vano mis puras hagallas, no.
Termino por pensarlo, dejando en acabado lo qe empezo sin estar cerrado el candado, y esqe tu prefieres creer el condado mientras me miro en el espejo desconsolado. y como pol tome un descanso ya qe estava agotado. Ser libre sin tener qe estar atado, ves.
No, no me mires qe se perfectamente cuando me mientes, pues ves qe termino levandote los pies en cero coma tres segundos. Nuestras miradas cayeron en lo mas profundo, no lo viste te regale hasta mi perdido mundo.
Nuestros rencores son todos escritos en canciones, mientras lo vuestro se basa en publicaciones. Palizas qe terminan en atracciones y mensajes qe terminan en traiciones.
Mis recuerdos no son del todo malos, solo qe procuro abandonarlos. Debo passar al ultimo de los capitulos y a tu orgullo no debo besarlo.
Para ti, yo un niño como sinosuke, no quiero de tus labios aun qe sean sin azucar. Es el final del dia y vamos a acabar en el fondo de ese bar. Sale mi seguno yo y me deja escapar.
Nuestra hermandad supera vuestra pesima maldad, dejanos en paz y vuestra mision abortad, yo me adapto en cualquier habitat, no te voy a pedir caridad pero ves como quito tu falso disfraz.
Ya no merces la pena igual qe ese temazo qe escribes y nunca llegas a grabar pero es himno pa tu grupo de colegas. Me has ganado y no sabes ni a qe jugas. Me has mirado y me has puesto entre las deshiladas cuerdas.
it was tough man lol no one in the comments knew what the beat was but we all agreed it was badass. so i had to look for the exact same video on different sites hoping someone knew what it was. after about the 3rd or 4th try someone said oh this is a mobb deep beat so from there i searched all mobb deep instrumentals one by one
damn, this beat is killa. does mobb deep produce these, or does some1 make em 4 them
I THROW MY SOUL TO THE BELLY OF THE BEAST THEN GET UP ON THE TRACKS UNTILL I CANT EVEN SPEAK!!!!!
Dizzy Dros was Here :)
who else is singing "Infamous all around and you know we get down, so everybody hit the ground before you hear the loud SOUNNNNDDD"
I am headbanger, but this is my fucking shit instrumental 🔥🔥🔥
pour vinké dams et whared
un jour on sor le touareg
tkt on est tous pareil
un seul objectif l oseille
nice
kiss from france the best beat all the time!!!!!!
Mado i need the song by pue importe i guess france language or else but şame beats
Guys i need the song by pue importe i guess france language or else but şame beats
this is what i feel like a lot of youtube "old school hiphop type beat" producers want to accomplish, but their sounds, especially drums usually sound empty and bland compared to these
Only UA-cam producer to get it right is probably Neckclippa.. His G.O.D pt3 remix could pass for Havoc himself!
I don't like a lot of those old school type beats the drums are way too punchy and unnatural
this sound does me thinks on black ops zombie mode
that sound if you buy an weapon at the crate
@LaydeeAlysha
nice1
@flowfessional if you like poetry you will like this poem Search "IS the Cross Christian " It will Blow your Mind!!!!!!!!! If you are Deep!!!!!!
livin in the prison of my own mind system, cloudy judgment im impaired by the poisons,
the snakes who phen for green, delivers the virus to the chosen, broken homes are common
battle scenes fill my memories, bodies decomposing returned back to the states broken,
my mind is the new war plane, my heart is frozen, no remorse trained to bring pain
with juggernaut force, when i was good no one heard my screams, wicked infected me as i seen, the light descend, this is a bad dream, in the land of sin
La personalità si appanna depersonalizzazione segue derealizzazione colpa di una canna
rip prodigy
yeah i was tripping. it is thug muzik. i always get confused between the 2.
@SnoWMaC93 if you like poetry you will like this poem Search "IS the Cross Christian " It will Blow your Mind!!!!!!!!! If you are Deep!!!!!!
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