Hit Boy to the mechanic:“Hey man can you drop that wrench on the shop floor for me again?” Mechanic: Uh sure *drops wrench* HitBoy: I think we got ourselves a banger.
If it were real the only way is a stingray marching snare w remo heads taped in an x pattern and being a player it quite is great. So tight, I like the whole beat , superb production gentleman.
Infinite what you talking about Trump is gunna save this country...your brainwashed from the media thinking every white dude is racist smh. and terrible dis dude
This Is My Favorite Hip-Hop Song - NawTyTooNice - Backseat Freestyle - Kendrick Lamar Duckworth [Produced By Chauncey Hollis Hit-Boy] [Year: 2012] [Album: Good Kid Maad City]
Despite im high as kites i might go higher aight Ima in another climate rising Man this is good timing Tonight Man im just vibing Damn im just climing Heights i didnt know I Could ride in the sky Bitch i am alright Im the wind Cyber cyphering Higher than a bowl of vicodin To a ten year who knows their lifes gon' end Pipe it then Im higher than Fireman On 911 Im higher than all the legends But as i look down i feel their presence Look around i feel irrelevant Unintelligent
For all you people thinkin of postin freestlyes and what on this beat this is for you. All my life I want money and power Respect my mind or die from this shot I hope this bullet hits you between the eyes So I ain't gotta worry bout stabbin you nine times Go' damn this shit is crazy Look at what I created I'm liking all of this hatred My love has just went vacant So pass me my medication My ADHD was cravin I'm going through all the nameless And hyphinatin' the fake shit
Express to suppress stress Set quest for the next best Imma wreck sets then collect checks Get your neck stretched if you pests test Leaving your chest as a flesh mess He be the next out the west, yes Keeping it fresh, don't expect less Even my sex is an excess Drank in my cup got my mind gone Haters can suck on my long john I came to erupt like a time bomb Swinging a punch with my right arm Making my bucks as I write songs Creating a buzz as an icon Crazy as fuck that I'm quite calm Baby, I fuck with that lights on Music is knocking your sheet rock You could get rocked for your Reeboks Get your teeth knocked if you eavesdrop You're telling these cops that his heat's cocked Tell em leap off of this meat pop Downing three shots of that sweet Schnapps Seducing your ex for a screenshot Abusing the 'F' out her 'G' spot I don't give a fuck cuz I'm Cali raised Where dudes gettin' drunk off of Alize Where you can get dumped in them allyways Finding you slumped and without a face Even the jakes never found a trace Check out the way that we pound our bass Our music is simply a sound to praise Kid in the jungle that found his prey Fourteen, I started dreaming Living my life with a broader meaning Those who ain't follow can swallow semen Cuz now I got bitches and models screamin' Choke on a cock just to stop your breathin' Throwin' this bottle to call it even Broke it, watching it cause your bleedin' Leaving your mother and father pleadin' Lighting a spliff so the pressure decreases Writing as if I was prepping a thesis You ain't impressed cuz your level's beneath us Dudes' trynna to step will get shredded to pieces Check for the second my record releases Destined to spread like infectious diseases.
bitch my money steady poppin. Im rapping like a profit. i will never ever stop it. till i turn a profit. now bitch hold the phone. while i go and Post Malone. cause i really got no option. other than to go bone. then I cut that bitch out like a dotted line. but she livin in my life, like a leopard she is spotted all the time. stalked by a dime. a sexy ass feline. she is always on my mind. cause she always like the money every time. And its on my mental like this goddamn instrumental. kinda like its sentimental. anyway im smooth like L,M,N,O. Got me going L,m,a,o,. and i just don't know what to say tho. cause im the master of this dojo. Ever since i listened to that quazy moto. take a photo so they know tho you met mr mojo on his single solo making under the tale profits on his do lo super dope tho.
Look up the pose Give me the i gonna lose Drop it look it like hot Im not hot just fuck your shit Shoot i mean that im in the goat My shoe its clean My friend funky rockin rythm It give me the fire rythm 자동차 뒤바퀴에서 물 갈아채우던 놈 이제는 씨발 그 차를 타고 돌아댕기지 Fuckin like cookij like boss
2 glocks She got popped Hit her like a quick stop Dive by like doman No time to get out the chop shop They call wolf Cain And I gotta keep the glock With two guns in my hand I might find you outta stock
I’m from the city I know you don’t wanna go Coming to phx get or you cut a throat No it don’t snow so get rid of yo fuckin coat Hot as demon it make you uncomfortable Don’t got no bridges But is jumpin Right offa the porch N he did it for nothin He ride wit the torch and he finna heat something The pigs in the rear so he seein em comin They say it’s a Supra-movin At the speed of the growin up Got the tool Loaded up and he zoomin So intrusive he grusom Guns off duke nuke em and he shootin Nigga study how he movin Gotta blueprint He don’t know what to do wit So he lose it
Aight, so lemme tell y'all like it is I'm the king of the fucking president so don't let me know what it is On top of you goblins, I'm the Moblin from Zelda on Nintendo My only goal is to pack bowls, glow up, and light the endo Extendo blunts, bitch Zuul get hit with extendo clips Portable Nintendo with the TV on the dash when we cruising the Vegas strip Popping pussy in the club without hands, on that Juicy J shit Rolling up a shitty dub, catch that L How many mixtapes you expected to sell when you bite Eminem and end up directly in hell? But let's get back to the lavish life Fuck my ex, bury our relationship in strife, cut my arms off with a knife Wash the blood off, see it circle down the drain All alone in my white boy pain -CHAOS PILLZ
faded round the clock always smiling, Damn you should see this bitch I'm speed dialing, because she's so incredible, throwin cheddar in the whip till I can tell it's full, time for school little fool who you tryna duel, knowin how easy it is for me to set the rules, set the tone let alone your verses were unknown, till you chose to expose yourself battling me back up quietly, tippy toes. leave the hoes where they chose, to be passed around or subject to overdose. It's nothing I suppose but the way the world goes, knowing your only at your best when nobody else knows. kill it when I feel it ooh that bass line, never cared about the media or face time, I just chase rhymes in case I'm, labeled as garbage now watch waste shine, now step up and try little basic mind
Darkness grows colder and closer, marching legions smolder Sulfur odors and ogre-troll soldiers with boulders on shoulders Through the orb the great eye knows your thoughts Launch rocks and then comes a black flock of juggernauts They rule, the Nazgul, act rude and bash fools Sorcerers over wizards, they're more morbid and sicker Pop corks with orcs and drink much more Liquor Trickster grub, heathens eatin' bread crumbs What're ya runnin' from? Your legs: you won't be needin' 'em A RING KING KING A RING KING KING
this lifes a play full of actors with scripts an they stick to it. but i got the knowledge to see through it. lookin through these doorway eyes to a locked down soul but i got the key. Aint no sorrow for the sadness in my life im pointing to my victory.
All these rappers want is money and the power/ N tight clothes to look like funny little cowards/ N Where they nice flows ? Guess they wanna go without em....
Bobby had a dream Lennon had a dream Ubi have a dream [Hook] All my life I want power and money Respect my mind or die a death bloody Pray my name became as famous as kid cudi So I can fuck the world for bills and rent buddy [Verse 1: Ubiquitous] God damn I feel crazy, dammit I'm sick of waitin' I'm grindin' looking for a sign, while I'm rhyming in anticipation Coming after the stats of a master, like VROOM VROOM I'm chasing Facing the path of greatness, but its too soon to say it I pray that they loose they patience, pray that I made to prove it Making the strangest music, only take me a day to do it Flew to New York to shoot it, take a look if you're listen' For all you pussies that blew it I came to Brooklyn to get it screamin' [Hook] All my life I want power and money Respect my mind or die a death bloody Pray my name became as famous as kid cudi So I can fuck the world for bills and rent money God damn I got business (x3) Merchandisin' and digits All my life I want power and money Respect my kind I ride for Ces bless [Verse 2] OK I'm signed its time to set a couple records Yessir that pensive got em all defensive, So I guess I'll be the aggressor They so you only reap what you sow so I put in effort Got Brooklyn under my feet as I speak so I cook with pressure My brain is under the strain of the game got a loose connector Don't make me cover your kitchen with plastic and do the Dexter Your hopin', I'm chokin', my flow is so focused, my soul is so broken Now we rollin' slow motion singing [Hook] All my life I want power and money Respect my grind or die a death bloody Pray my name became as famous as kid cudi So I can fuck the world for bills and rent money God damn I got business (x3) Merchandisin' and digits All my life I want power and money Respect my grind my spit is a gold mine [Verse 3] I did my bid in obscurity, lay in wait till they hearing me Question whether they concern me, till they take a taste of my purity Ha There's nuthin new under the sun certainly Ha I'm numbing they gums and they tongue thoroughly Thought maybe they could play with me cause I'm friendly and neighborly After they hear this we'll see how serious that they takin' me Ha Not a matter don't money the money's makin' me HA Constant Energy struggles coming I take the street When I count to ten the retreat, we finna oust them when they speak KC MO where the block is rotten, don't be downwind of my peeps R double O K L Y N we out here mobbing to this beat R double O K L Y N come see me squadron we not peace [Hook] All my life I want power and money Respect my mind or die a death bloody Pray my name became as famous as kid cudi So I can fuck the world for bills and rent money God damn I got business (x3) Merchandisin' and digits All my life I want power and money Respect my mind or die your death bloody (Outro) Let it run lady Bobby had a dream Lennon had a dream Ubi have a dream
That dirty-sounding bell brings swag to the track
Sounds like clanking chains
This goes well with the Kendrick Lamar : Backseat Freestyle acapella.
Bich wa
@@daahorse1652 biaaaaacccchhh
@@non-expertguy9805 no way, go play
No shit
good one
Sounds like somebody dropping a wrench on concrete, somebody shooting paintballs at a some plywood, and somebody banging on a pot. That's crazy.
Dom1118 that’s lowkey 🔥🔥🔥
They just did a deconstructed on Genius!
Couldn't stop laughing at this
sounds like a freight train at a crossing
Hit Boy to the mechanic:“Hey man can you drop that wrench on the shop floor for me again?”
Mechanic: Uh sure *drops wrench*
HitBoy: I think we got ourselves a banger.
That snare is beautiful
I agree🤣
Boom boom boom
It's also a clap. When you find a perfect clap to go with the perfect snare it works wonders for the beat.
I believe there's also a clap with it
it's a gated snare, maybe with a clap but the snare is gated..
Hit-Boy is so underrated, one of my favourite Hip-Hop producers
I can't imagine how much of a genius Hit-Boy must have been for producing this beat
This instrumental is fantastic.
This is actually perfect! awesome job the timing on every part is spot on!
Am I the only one getting Jet Set Radio vibes from this? Something about that intro makes me wanna roll around town.
Samuel Cuevas I was thinking the same thing. Used to listen to this while I played sometimes.
thank you, uploader. one of the sickest beats i've ever heard. good shit.
nothing more real than this fucking beat
If it were real the only way is a stingray marching snare w remo heads taped in an x pattern and being a player it quite is great. So tight, I like the whole beat , superb production gentleman.
So many years later and this beat goes so damn HARD no diddy.
Kendrick and his homies always go hard on their production.
This is a tight beat I use this to work out to!
why does everyone write out their lyrics like their shit goes hard... there's a reason why they aren't rapping.
Lmao, I know right? Thanks for the free lyrics
+Bryan Lockner trash
Something I wrote in 5 minutes and better than your whole life story partner!
Ike D that's all you can say is trash?! Lmao nice hahahahah!
Infinite what you talking about Trump is gunna save this country...your brainwashed from the media thinking every white dude is racist smh. and terrible dis dude
Shots go off on this track 💥🔥
Masterpiece
Kendrick would slide on this
고랩보고온 사람 손🤚
this is my favourite instrumental
this is the cleanest instrumental! Martin had a dream!....Kendrick had a dream!
You could fart on this beat and it would be a banger
Listening to this after finding out it was supposed to be a Ciara r&b song 🤣
0:22 when I’m clapping cheeks
You don't clap anybody, you get clapped by BBC
The Emperor 😂😂😂
That bass tho 👌
we had a poetry slam at school and this was the background beat! xD
Cool
@@MichaelTurner856ikr 😮❤
good comment
10 years, you're welcome
@@cardnal44 yoo
Someone NEEDS to sample the first 12 seconds🙏
the first 12 seconds are already a sample on their own
CHECK OUT MY FRONT SEAT FREESTYLE MUSIC VIDEO TO THIS TRACK .. AND LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK!!
I love working out to this
I listen to this errday
Download link has been fixed guys!
This Is My Favorite Hip-Hop Song - NawTyTooNice - Backseat Freestyle - Kendrick Lamar Duckworth [Produced By Chauncey Hollis Hit-Boy] [Year: 2012] [Album: Good Kid Maad City]
Despite im high as kites i might go higher aight
Ima in another climate rising
Man this is good timing
Tonight
Man im just vibing
Damn im just climing
Heights i didnt know I
Could ride in the sky
Bitch i am alright
Im the wind
Cyber cyphering
Higher than a bowl of vicodin
To a ten year who knows their lifes gon' end
Pipe it then
Im higher than
Fireman
On 911
Im higher than all the legends
But as i look down i feel their presence
Look around i feel irrelevant
Unintelligent
아링낑낑
equalizer 2 baby!
Stupid hard 🔥
fire
This makes me wanna go fight a lion
Will fix it soon!
good beat
AAAAARINGDINGDING
True the fuck that!! Nicely done!!
Wow. Thanks.
Just added a download link!
Hip hop dubstep
on the real though i agree 100 percent
Your a good man, thank you!
The equilizer 2 trailer
Chris Miles used this instrumental!
All I can think about is Sha gz 🤣😂
Reallll😭😭
More cowbell!
X X X - Backseat Freestyle Remix (2012)
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Realll
Foodaaa bagaraaiii
ตามมาจาก Rap is now
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ARINGKINGING ARINGKINGING ARINGKINGKING
three
This sounds like hood Cbat.
For all you people thinkin of postin freestlyes and what on this beat this is for you.
All my life
I want money and power
Respect my mind or die from this shot
I hope this bullet hits you between the eyes
So I ain't gotta worry bout stabbin you nine times
Go' damn this shit is crazy
Look at what I created
I'm liking all of this hatred
My love has just went vacant
So pass me my medication
My ADHD was cravin
I'm going through all the nameless
And hyphinatin' the fake shit
Express to suppress stress
Set quest for the next best
Imma wreck sets then collect checks
Get your neck stretched if you pests test
Leaving your chest as a flesh mess
He be the next out the west, yes
Keeping it fresh, don't expect less
Even my sex is an excess
Drank in my cup got my mind gone
Haters can suck on my long john
I came to erupt like a time bomb
Swinging a punch with my right arm
Making my bucks as I write songs
Creating a buzz as an icon
Crazy as fuck that I'm quite calm
Baby, I fuck with that lights on
Music is knocking your sheet rock
You could get rocked for your Reeboks
Get your teeth knocked if you eavesdrop
You're telling these cops that his heat's cocked
Tell em leap off of this meat pop
Downing three shots of that sweet Schnapps
Seducing your ex for a screenshot
Abusing the 'F' out her 'G' spot
I don't give a fuck cuz I'm Cali raised
Where dudes gettin' drunk off of Alize
Where you can get dumped in them allyways
Finding you slumped and without a face
Even the jakes never found a trace
Check out the way that we pound our bass
Our music is simply a sound to praise
Kid in the jungle that found his prey
Fourteen, I started dreaming
Living my life with a broader meaning
Those who ain't follow can swallow semen
Cuz now I got bitches and models screamin'
Choke on a cock just to stop your breathin'
Throwin' this bottle to call it even
Broke it, watching it cause your bleedin'
Leaving your mother and father pleadin'
Lighting a spliff so the pressure decreases
Writing as if I was prepping a thesis
You ain't impressed cuz your level's beneath us
Dudes' trynna to step will get shredded to pieces
Check for the second my record releases
Destined to spread like infectious diseases.
Good shit man. Killer multis.
You down for a friendly battle? Couple rounds, maybe 16 bars per round?
Bars
this is from anilyst, not you
Spiritual lyrical miracle individual
Skippin n flippin n dippin n skippin
Rap A Milli by Lil Wayne over this. Your welcome.
I want this. please fix the link soon.
3:16
Flow do mc orochi#BrasilNoTopo
Bro, can u please email me this sick beat? Please?
download doesn't work :/
Lá do imirimmmmmmmm!
Can you fix the download link?
0:45
link doesnt work... sad face
I'm out of control,
Lights gone blurry,
And my liver full,
xxx - molly mafia (freestyle)
XXXTENTACION x Kendrick Lamar x Backseat freestyle
bitch my money steady poppin. Im rapping like a profit. i will never ever stop it. till i turn a profit. now bitch hold the phone. while i go and Post Malone. cause i really got no option. other than to go bone. then I cut that bitch out like a dotted line. but she livin in my life, like a leopard she is spotted all the time. stalked by a dime. a sexy ass feline. she is always on my mind. cause she always like the money every time. And its on my mental like this goddamn instrumental. kinda like its sentimental. anyway im smooth like L,M,N,O. Got me going L,m,a,o,. and i just don't know what to say tho. cause im the master of this dojo. Ever since i listened to that quazy moto. take a photo so they know tho you met mr mojo on his single solo making under the tale profits on his do lo super dope tho.
4
Look up the pose
Give me the i gonna lose
Drop it look it like hot
Im not hot just fuck your shit
Shoot i mean that im in the goat
My shoe its clean
My friend funky rockin rythm It give me the fire rythm
자동차 뒤바퀴에서 물 갈아채우던 놈
이제는 씨발 그 차를 타고 돌아댕기지
Fuckin like cookij like boss
2 glocks
She got popped
Hit her like a quick stop
Dive by like doman
No time to get out the chop shop
They call wolf Cain
And I gotta keep the glock
With two guns in my hand I might find you outta stock
lá do imirim
I’m from the city I know you don’t wanna go
Coming to phx get or you cut a throat
No it don’t snow so get rid of yo fuckin coat
Hot as demon it make you uncomfortable
Don’t got no bridges
But is jumpin
Right offa the porch
N he did it for nothin
He ride wit the torch and he finna heat something
The pigs in the rear so he seein em comin
They say it’s a Supra-movin
At the speed of the growin up
Got the tool
Loaded up and he zoomin
So intrusive he grusom
Guns off duke nuke em and he shootin
Nigga study how he movin
Gotta blueprint
He don’t know what to do wit
So he lose it
It's lyrical sarcasm ya bish.
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VEGAS LYRICS
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[Chainsaw revving]
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
[Verse 1: Eminem]
Got a shit-eating grin
Bitch, show me them itty-bitty titties again
We're in Sin City, since when did we begin to get dignity?
No diggity, bitch, you need to run and go get your figgity-friends
I'm lookin' at your bum-stiggity-bum, hun
The miggity mack's biggity back, don't act wiggity-wack
You can get the figgity-finger: the middle
You little dizzy bitch, sit and spiggaty-spin
Got a 6 o'clock cravin', stop, get Cîroc
It's 'bout to be an unbelievable night
I'll call it surreal, Sir Mix-a-Lot tape in
Hit the spot, spot my next victim
I'm picky like I missed a spot shavin'
Came to sip vodka, shit, yeah, that little chick is hot
But if she got rabies I wouldn't give the bitch a shot
I'd poke her in the rear, but I bet if I lick her, she'll try to chase me
(Ha ha!) What are you: pit, rott, mixed?
Oh, you just got fixed, well shit, then let's lip-lock
If not, then trick, piss off, you snobby little pig snot nose
You think you're hot shit 'cause you're in heat
Well, bitch, if you're solar, then I'm your polar opposite, dog
'Cause I'm colder than popsicle sticks, poppin' shit
Talkin' it, walkin' it, spit boxin'
My sick thoughts are 'bout to lick shots, like the shit's sobbin'
And drip-droppin' in chocolatey whip-toppin'
So whether you're hip-hop, Slipknot, B.I.G., Pac
Kid Rock, Kris Kross, Rick Ross
You'll dig this; if not, then kick rocks in flip flops!
And I produced the track
So you don't have to ask who it is when this shit knocks (Turn up!)
So crank the volume 'til it's bangin' and I'ma keep on sayin'
All the shit I should be hung for and probably killed for sayin'
And I probably will, but not until the day I pop a pill again
Like Joplin 'til I drop, and still
If that don’t do the job of killin' Shady, then the karma will
They sayin' I must bring it as Mohammad
Until the Parkinson's done ate away my brain
And made me Robin Williams crazy
Or I end up with dementia, but you rockin' with a sadist
Hate to say this, but if the thought is entertainin'
I ain't stoppin' til we explain it
Oh my god, for real, man, not again, I'm shakin'
But before I tie a rope around this nob
If they don't like it, got a knob that they can slob on until it's-
Wait, I just forgot what I was thinkin'…
What's it called again? I'm blankin'
The thing above the balls between my legs
And I think that I can feel it dangling, it's throbbing and it's veiny
Wait, I think that I got it, okay
Bitch, I got you, (Robin Williams hangin')
Bitch, don't hang in the lobby unless you came to slob me
Come on, kemosabe, it's past time like your favorite hobby
'Cause of the way that I spit she remains on my dick
Then she grab me by the nuts
And try to take my sausage as a hostage
Ain't it obvious? Pretty much a no-brainer
Or should I say Cobainer?
That she's plain addicted to my dick like Lorena Bobbitt
Gotta wean her off it, weiner off it
Like she took my fucking penis, chopped it
And stuck it up between her armpit
And she begun to swing a karambit knife and paint the carpet
At least that's what her train of thought is
'Cause I came, saw, conquered it
Hit it, quit it, and made her plain b-bonkers
And I always end up giving these bitches a complex
And I don't mean apartment
So spread your feet apart
And let me see you do some yoga stretches, splits
Now grab this Cuisinart
And make me breakfast, bitch, that's a prerequisite
And that's just to get in this bedroom, bitch
Walked up to that Ke$ha chick (what up?)
Said my name is Booger, wanna catch a flick?
I'll even let you pick, make her fetch a stick
Bet you if you give this old dog these new tricks
To get familiar with I learned extra quick
Kick a pregnant bitch, oops, I guess the shit
Took an unexpected twist like the neck of the freaking exorcist
Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-ch
Bitch, I said that this mask ain't for hockey
Hate Versace, Versace, I got Münchhausen by proxy
I'm making you sick, don't pretend you can't hear me
You deaf, girl, I said you was foxy
I'll tell a bitch like Bizarre
Bitch, shut the fuck up and get in my car!
And suck my fucking dick while I take a shit
And I think with my dick, so come blow my mind
And it tastes like humble pie, so swallow my pride
You're lucky just to follow my ride
If I let you run alongside the Humvee
Unless you're Nicki, grab you by the wrist, let's ski
So what's it gon' be? Put that shit away, Iggy
You gon' blow that rape whistle or me?
(Squee!) I love it, love it, love it
'Fore I get lost we're gettin' off
Like this is our exit, now let's hit the highway
And try not to get lost 'til we get to Las Vegas
[Bridge: Eminem]
(Party, do it 'til tomorrow, no sorrow)
Vegas
'Til we get to Las Vegas
(Party, do it 'til tomorrow)
Vegas
'Till we get to Las Vegas
(Party, do it 'til tomorrow, no sorrow)
Vegas
'Til we get to Las Vegas
(Party, do it 'til tomorrow)
Vegas
[Chorus: Eminem]
Whatever happens here, stays here
So let's go all the way dear
'Til we get to Las Vegas
[Verse 2: Royce da 5'9]
Whatever happens in my room, it stays in my room
Like movie night like cable
Treat every women in my stable like flavors
Lick her like she kryptonite and I get weak after like 7 days
And 7 nights in the Days Inn, it's Hot Vegas
We roll in circles and packs, we the lifesavers
She got a boyfriend, I got a toy then
I'll bring it with me when I show up to her crib wavin'
And I ain't tryna meet a nice neighbor
I'm so Jay Electronic, I'm cut like I'm all out of razors
And all I got is a gun left with a bayonet on it
Neck so frozen it look like I walked in a jewelry store
With about a million dollars with your mama
And sat down and did an ALS challenge
Haaaan! I stole that adlib from French
Bad & Evil back at it again
About to get my back tatted again
About to get a pic of a backstabber with an axe in his hand
Sittin' on a bike in the sand
If you ain't been through nothin'
Then that shouldn't mean nothin' to you like likes on the 'Gram
If she current, I keep her pussy purrin' like the pipes on a Lamb
Weed got her so chinky-eyed
Look like she been gettin' high on a flight to Japan
I keep my jewelry on while I'm fuckin'
Sound like I'm shakin' up dice in a can
Listen, though this ain't Christmas
I make you my ex miss if this is my passion
I learn to give those who don't appreciate my presence
The gift of my absence
I don't know who you been listenin' to
Got me fucked up like Pookie in the chicken coop
Bitch, I don't give a two shits
(Bitch, get the fuck out of my face!)
To make a long story short, I don't really gotta stand there
And listen to you while you throw a silly tantrum
Even though I have an affinity for a witty banter
Startin' to feel like foulplay like Billy Laimbeer
Hold up, she misunderstood me, I said say, por favor
Thought I said the Wraith had four doors
I knock a nigga face off
Give him the bottom of the 9 like a baseball scoreboard (whatever)
I leave the club with my tab still open
Won't even get a cab for you and yo' friend
The only fear I have is of loathin'
And I won't even kick in 'til we get to Las Vegas
[Bridge: Eminem]
(Party, do it 'til tomorrow, no sorrow)
Vegas
'Til we get to Las Vegas
(Party, do it 'til tomorrow)
(No sorrows)
Vegas
'Till we get to Las Vegas
(Party, do it 'til tomorrow, no sorrow)
Vegas
'Til we get to Las Vegas
(Party, do it 'til tomorrow)
Vegas
[Chorus: Eminem]
Whatever happens here, stays here
So let's go all the way dear
'Til we get to Las Vegas
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Produced ByLuis Resto & Eminem
Written ByLuis Resto, Royce da 5'9'' & Eminem
Release DateNovember 24, 2014
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Y'all Ready Know
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SHADYXV (2014)SHADY RECORDS
1. ShadyXV
2. Psychopath Killer
3. Die Alone
4. Vegas
5. Y'all Ready Know
6. Guts Over Fear
7. Down
8. Bane
9. Fine Line
10. Twisted
11. Right for Me
12. Detroit vs. Everybody
13. Till It's Gone
14. I Get Money
15. Purple Pills
16. Lose Yourself
17. Cry Now (Shady Remix)
18. Let's Roll
19. Hammer Dance
20. P.I.M.P.
21. You Don’t Know
22. My Band
23. Wanna Know
25. The Setup (You Don't Know)
26. In Da Club
27. Fight Music
28. Pop the Trunk
29. Lose Yourself (Original Demo Version)
30. Don't Front
Shady CXVPHER
Wanksta
ShadyXV [Credits]
COMMENTS
WC-DRS 68,174
5 years ago
Damn he used her flow, from LAN in those last 6 lines, even the rhyme scheme matches her’s, AND he dissed Iggy?
Hehe, Marshmellows still love chocolate, I see
+150 UPVOTES
Ruggiero 3,335
5 years ago
That Iggy and Versace diss is funny as fuck
+114 UPVOTES
SoulBrotherNo3 21,173
5 years ago
That Robin Williams line
Too soon, Em
Just too soon

+98 UPVOTES
GhostBoy0 192
5 years ago
Guess who is back

+77 UPVOTES
MBMIII 16,369
5 years ago
That Iggy diss >>>

+69 UPVOTES
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Aight, so lemme tell y'all like it is
I'm the king of the fucking president so don't let me know what it is
On top of you goblins, I'm the Moblin from Zelda on Nintendo
My only goal is to pack bowls, glow up, and light the endo
Extendo blunts, bitch Zuul get hit with extendo clips
Portable Nintendo with the TV on the dash when we cruising the Vegas strip
Popping pussy in the club without hands, on that Juicy J shit
Rolling up a shitty dub, catch that L
How many mixtapes you expected to sell when you bite Eminem and end up directly in hell?
But let's get back to the lavish life
Fuck my ex, bury our relationship in strife, cut my arms off with a knife
Wash the blood off, see it circle down the drain
All alone in my white boy pain
-CHAOS PILLZ
Fucking trash
Aye Y'all Always Got Something To Fucking Say But No Music To Put Out. The Odd Future Gang Lives On Forever. OFWGKTA Skate All Fucking Day. Bitch.
faded round the clock always smiling, Damn you should see this bitch I'm speed dialing, because she's so incredible, throwin cheddar in the whip till I can tell it's full, time for school little fool who you tryna duel, knowin how easy it is for me to set the rules, set the tone let alone your verses were unknown, till you chose to expose yourself battling me back up quietly, tippy toes. leave the hoes where they chose, to be passed around or subject to overdose. It's nothing I suppose but the way the world goes, knowing your only at your best when nobody else knows. kill it when I feel it ooh that bass line, never cared about the media or face time, I just chase rhymes in case I'm, labeled as garbage now watch waste shine, now step up and try little basic mind
nice bars!! you have songs?
OKAYYY!!!!!!! KILLLL!!!
Tippy toes on tilt fr fr
i cant hear it did u take it down?
Bro is this copyright? I don't want to download copyrighted instrumentals.
YoungV Sinatra24 Search up "Backseat" and see if it's copyrighted. If not, feel free to use it.
Reminds me of the day I quit god and starting doing Drugs.
Darkness grows colder and closer, marching legions smolder
Sulfur odors and ogre-troll soldiers with boulders on shoulders
Through the orb the great eye knows your thoughts
Launch rocks and then comes a black flock of juggernauts
They rule, the Nazgul, act rude and bash fools
Sorcerers over wizards, they're more morbid and sicker
Pop corks with orcs and drink much more Liquor
Trickster grub, heathens eatin' bread crumbs
What're ya runnin' from? Your legs: you won't be needin' 'em
A RING KING KING A RING KING KING
okayyyyyyyyyy
Garbage as hell
Bars.
considering
Wack
yo hello 난 랩한지 1년만에 다 보여줬지
never realised how much the snare sample sucks on this. still great prod. tho
this snare is gorgeous tf you mean? yes I realise this comment is 7 years old but still
this lifes a play full of actors with scripts an they stick to it.
but i got the knowledge to see through it.
lookin through these doorway eyes to a locked down soul but i got the key. Aint no sorrow for the sadness in my life im pointing to my victory.
nice
Beat too ill😷😷
got yourself a gun by nas
All these rappers want is money and the power/
N tight clothes to look like funny little cowards/
N Where they nice flows ? Guess they wanna go without em....
it still wasn't that good
Shut the fuck up 😂
@@proxixbswift8418 u the worst rapper ever hope u get robbed no cap
Bro came back after 8 years💀
Bobby had a dream
Lennon had a dream
Ubi have a dream
[Hook]
All my life I want power and money
Respect my mind or die a death bloody
Pray my name became as famous as kid cudi
So I can fuck the world for bills and rent buddy
[Verse 1: Ubiquitous]
God damn I feel crazy, dammit I'm sick of waitin'
I'm grindin' looking for a sign, while I'm rhyming in anticipation
Coming after the stats of a master, like VROOM VROOM I'm chasing
Facing the path of greatness, but its too soon to say it
I pray that they loose they patience, pray that I made to prove it
Making the strangest music, only take me a day to do it
Flew to New York to shoot it, take a look if you're listen'
For all you pussies that blew it I came to Brooklyn to get it screamin'
[Hook]
All my life I want power and money
Respect my mind or die a death bloody
Pray my name became as famous as kid cudi
So I can fuck the world for bills and rent money
God damn I got business (x3)
Merchandisin' and digits
All my life I want power and money
Respect my kind I ride for Ces bless
[Verse 2]
OK I'm signed its time to set a couple records
Yessir that pensive got em all defensive, So I guess I'll be the aggressor
They so you only reap what you sow so I put in effort
Got Brooklyn under my feet as I speak so I cook with pressure
My brain is under the strain of the game got a loose connector
Don't make me cover your kitchen with plastic and do the Dexter
Your hopin', I'm chokin', my flow is so focused, my soul is so broken
Now we rollin' slow motion singing
[Hook]
All my life I want power and money
Respect my grind or die a death bloody
Pray my name became as famous as kid cudi
So I can fuck the world for bills and rent money
God damn I got business (x3)
Merchandisin' and digits
All my life I want power and money
Respect my grind my spit is a gold mine
[Verse 3]
I did my bid in obscurity, lay in wait till they hearing me
Question whether they concern me, till they take a taste of my purity Ha
There's nuthin new under the sun certainly Ha
I'm numbing they gums and they tongue thoroughly
Thought maybe they could play with me cause I'm friendly and neighborly
After they hear this we'll see how serious that they takin' me Ha
Not a matter don't money the money's makin' me HA
Constant Energy struggles coming I take the street
When I count to ten the retreat, we finna oust them when they speak
KC MO where the block is rotten, don't be downwind of my peeps
R double O K L Y N we out here mobbing to this beat
R double O K L Y N come see me squadron we not peace
[Hook]
All my life I want power and money
Respect my mind or die a death bloody
Pray my name became as famous as kid cudi
So I can fuck the world for bills and rent money
God damn I got business (x3)
Merchandisin' and digits
All my life I want power and money
Respect my mind or die your death bloody
(Outro)
Let it run lady
Bobby had a dream
Lennon had a dream
Ubi have a dream
Just mad copy and paste skill
Who's lyrics are these?
+Mike Steve ubiquitous of ces cru
that was so fucking trash GTFO
Real Madrid99 This is literally the fucking lyrics of the song
@nawtytoonice @Hit-Boy Can I Use This Beat To Make A Song With My Friends We Are Gonna Make A Pretty Fire Remix