I got a good collection of instrumentals that I want to get out there. I upload all of the greatest tracks from hip hop, so check back often or subscribe for more, especially if you're into tracks from Ice Cube, Nas, Mobb Deep, Rakim, Mos Def, AZ, 2Pac, Dr. Dre, etc.
🗣💀🥶▶️numero uno...haters love to hate instead of congratulate 💀 never let em know ya next move....fuck a friend...roll dolo like Bolo in Bloodsport...number 2 stay low from da popo...they'll lock u up like El Chapo 🤷🏽♂️🙏🏽😎🥶🗣💯💀🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
Cabron aprendi a contar Antes de que estuviera en primero Pero nunca pienso ser un esclavo de este dinero Al contrario De pacas ya tengo lleno un armario Pero la meta treparme y facturar del escenario Me cuido con la tabla La calle no es un ring La lealtad es poca ya no queda ni un chin Del joseo el king mi bolsillo siempre fat Por eso como biggie los mandamientos del trap Te los tiro
It's the ten crack commandments, what? Uh, uh Nigga can't tell me nothing about this coke (uh-huh) Can't tell me nothing about this crack, this weed, for my hustlin' niggas, uh Niggas on the corner, I ain't forget you niggas My triple beam niggas (word up) Uh (Ten) I've been in this game for years, it made me an animal It's rules to this shit, I wrote me a manual A step-by-step booklet for you to get Your game on track, not your wig pushed back Rule numbre uno, never let no one know How much dough you hold, 'cause you know The cheddar breed jealousy 'specially If that man fucked up, get yo' ass stuck up Number two, never let 'em know your next move Don't you know Bad Boys move in silence and violence? Take it from your highness (uh-huh) I done squeezed mad clips at these cats for their bricks and chips Number three, never trust nobody Your moms'll set that ass up, properly gassed up Hoodied and masked up, shit, for that fast buck She be laying in the bushes to light that ass up Number four, I know you heard this before Never get high on your own supply Number five, never sell no crack where you rest at I don't care if they want a ounce, tell 'em bounce Number six, that goddamn credit? Dead it You think a crackhead paying you back, shit forget it Seven, this rule is so underrated Keep your family and business completely separated Money and blood don't mix like two dicks and no bitch Find yourself in serious shit Number eight, never keep no weight on you Them cats that squeeze your guns can hold jums too Number nine shoulda been number one to me If you ain't gettin' bagged, stay the fuck from police If niggas think you snitchin' they ain't tryna listen They be sittin' in your kitchen, waiting to start hittin' Number ten, a strong word called consignment Strictly for live men, not for freshmen If you ain't got the clientele, say "Hell no" 'Cause they gon' want they money rain, sleet, hail, snow Follow these rules you'll have mad bread to break up If not, twenty-four years on the wake up Slug hit your temple, watch your frame shake up Caretaker did your makeup, when you passed Your girl fucked my man Jake up, heard in three weeks She sniffed a whole half of cake up Heard she suck a good dick, and can hook a steak up Gotta go, gotta go, more pies to bake up, word up, uh
This Is My Favorite Hip-Hop Song - OneNinetyEight - If I Ruled The World - Nasir Jones Feat Ms. Lauryn Hill [Produced By The Trackmasters & Rashad Smith] [Year: 1996] [Album: It Was Written] [Imagine That] [Official Music Video]
J’ai commencé le pera c’était en 2006 Si bousillé la prod j’accumule puissance à la vitesse han Représente les Yvelines j’finirai à paris 16 Represente le sud de Paris j’en ai fait une fixette Fuck les porc de l’état Le shlag s’tue à la keta Il tourne à gard du nord Véc la coupe à david guetta C’est les jumeau du rap Dans l’hip hop on avait 10 pige
Tu sais qu’sais qu’ai y’a litige sors les outils au soins incutables Fuck les porcs de ma ville Dans nos rue c’est l’anarchie les p’tit revendent de la cocaine Nwa dans mes oreilles il m’faut un sva J’passais la drogue l’es transport du 78 au 94 Contrôle policier à la gare J’met le détaille dans l’futal j’passerai pas à la barre
Tu c’est qu’si y’a litige sors les outils au soins incurables Fuck les porcs de ma ville Dans nos ville c’est l’archie les petit revendent de la cocaine Nwa dans oreils j’veux le sva J’passais la drogue dans les transports du 78 au 94 Contrôle policier a la garre J’met l’hiya dans l’futal j’irais pas la barre J’
I’m the original producer of the Format. I made it with the basic sounds from the Trittin Studio. The intro was done while I was burning the CD to shop my music. Then one day I’m searching for instrumentals to listen and freestyle too wala I hear it and, couldn’t believe my ears maybe one day soon when I get lawyered up I’ll get my credit. I used the very same notes as Rock Box from Run DMC. I play my own loops that’s what I bring to Hip Hop Peace n Love too bad the haters don’t want me to shine.
No me hablen de calle q tambien vivi bastante Asco a todos los giles q no piensan en grande la disciplina sea quien te mande Y la humildad la unica q te agramde Estuve en un break x un tiempo No dormia de dia me mantenia despierto Por culpa de esa droga q se me hixo femedio No tuve desahgo justo em ese momentos Los dias eran horas No hay nadie por ahora Mami no estas sola Quiero aliviarte el cora Tu hijo solo llora cuando se encuentra a solas Le pide al de arriba q lo saque de la bosta Los mismos en la ronda Ninguno destiño Estar coronado se nos hizo una ambicion Un par no lo lograron les gano la adiccion Los tiro al piso a mi me dio una leccion Q Todo es temporal si no hay luz en el tunel Pero siemore hay un motivo q te alumbre Se q voy lograr lo que nunca pude Y te voy a brindar lo q nuncs tuve Solo dame un tiempo Solo dame tiempo Si nisiquiera me amo no puedo ser tu reflejo Aunque te resulte extraño Solo te extraño todo me hace daño y tengo el presentimiento q cuando desconfio es cuando la razom la tengo Solo en mi confio y espero mi momento Ya Perdi mucho tiempo y adquiri conocimiento
Bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka Ha ha You know the deal It's just me, yo Beats by Su-Primo for all of my people, Negros and Latinos And even the gringos Yo, check it one for Charlie Hustle, two for Steady Rock Three for the forth-coming live future shock It's five dimensions, six senses Seven firmaments of Heaven to Hell, eight million stories to tell Nine planets faithfully keep in orbit With the probable tenth, the universe expands length The body of my text posses extra strength Power-lift the powerless up, out of this, towering inferno My ink so hot it burn through the journal I'm blacker than midnight on Broadway and Myrtle Hip-hop past all your tall social hurdles Like the nationwide projects, prison-industry complex Working class poor better keep your alarm set Streets too loud to ever hear freedom ring Say evacuate your sleep, it's dangerous to dream For ch-ching cats get they cha-paow, you dead now Killing fields need blood to graze the cash cow It's a number game, but shit don't add up somehow Like I got, sixteen to thirty-two bars to rock it But only fifteen percent of profits, ever see my pockets like Sixty-nine billion in the last twenty years Spent on national defense but folks still live in fear like Nearly half of America's largest cities is one-quarter black That's why they gave Ricky Ross all the crack Sixteen ounces to a pound, twenty more to a key A five minute sentence hearing and you no longer free Forty percent of Americans own a cell phone So they can hear, everything that you say when you ain't home I guess, Michael Jackson was right, you are not alone Rock your hardhat black 'cause you in the Terrordome Full of hard niggas, large niggas, dice tumblers Young teens and prison greens facing life numbers Crack mothers, crack babies and AIDS patients Young bloods can't spell but they could rock you at PlayStation This new math is whipping motherfuckers' ass You wanna know how to rhyme you better learn how to add It's mathematics Yo, it's one universal law but two sides to every story Three strikes and you biddin' for life, mandatory Four MC's murdered in the last four years I ain't trying to be the fifth one, the millennium is here Yo, it's six million ways to die from the seven deadly thrills Eight-year olds getting found with 9 mill's It's ten P.M., where your seeds at? What's the deal? He on the hill pumpin' krills to keep they bellies filled Light in the ass with heavy steel, sights on the pretty shit in life Young soldiers trying to earn they next stripe When the average minimum wage is $5.15 You best believe you gotta find a new ground to get C.R.E.A.M The white unemployment rate is nearly more than triple for black So front liners got they gun in your back Bubbling crack, jewel theft and robbery to combat poverty And end up in the global jail economy Stiffer stipulations attached to each sentence Budget cutbacks but increased police presence And even if you get out of prison still living Join the other five million under state supervision This is business, no faces just lines and statistics From your phone, your zip code, to SSI digits The system break man, child and women into figures Two columns for who is and who ain't niggas Numbers is hard and real and they never have feelings But you push too hard, even numbers got limits Why did one straw break the camel's back? Here's the secret The million other straws underneath it, it's all mathematics
Sgancia la mancia che ci compro la ganja all'arancia Faccio su a banda manda un'altra canna Che almeno ci manda in branda Viene dall'olanda si tramanda che ti sballa con la bocca si balla Sembra una ballata di lucio dalla Non si parla, la metto al contrario come un manga Spero che ogni scarso ci rimanga o si rimorchia nel locale qua Sai che Andre sgama la tua brava trama Il flow si dirama mi porta nella tana di osava Contro di me ogni scarso non osava Penso che la bava non fotte con la lava Diceva che l'amava e l'ha portata fino a giù in havana Giro con una bonnazza E tu vorresti baciarla Ma per quanto mi riguarda mi fai da porta borraccia Sorge l'alba a shutter island Baila come Umberto smaila Straffatto di bianca e fresco in bocca per una saila Sai fra Nel chypha Non le sai fa Peso come attack on titan Mi sento John Mcclein in Die Hard Spingo finché l'account si banna Spara una barra pesa e poi un'altra Andre portaci a Narnia Mi sento il principe caspian Sono il contrario bastian Ti rendo quanto basta Speriamo che cresca la fresca se Andre addesca un rasta Il flusso non manca Ogni blatta charla e straparla Questa roba bro devo cagarla se voglio sputarla Ad un palmo dal naso Un grammo nel palmo della mia mano Così almeno svarioniamo Serata tipo a Milano Bevo il quarto amaro Esco al bar barcollando Il pezzo lo rimando da capo Alle cazzate non ci bado Con il flow sono stato bravo Mica allo stato brado Mi fanno il quarto grado Con tutti sti buchi ci vorrebbe un altro sarto Sono rambo ma without the ammo Allo sbando Sparo parole random Faccio un altro incastro come fossi a ruzzle Crepi dall'imbarazzo quando stai rappando Fatemi subito santo Come fossimo tutti a Los Santos A bere poretti o moretti sui muretti Mai fumato muratti Fratelli mulatti sopra i muletti Mullet e mollette sui capelli mo smetti Un altro compleanno sparo mortaretti Andre lirico assassino smorza versi Colleziono teste di rappers di chi si finge gangster La tua roba e' come Daniele, doesn't matter Lentamente vedo il conto che cresce Chi mente non esce Mi rincresce ma ciò il flusso di esher Fumo hash butto nel hashtray Dammi del lei o del voi Fai un po' come vuoi boy Mi ascolterò Noyz a bordo di un boing Non sono il tipo di tipo che quando va al micro Non si e' divertito Becco tito e' un mio amico Con lui giro impettito Spingo fino alla cirossi epatica Non fare la drammatica L'importante e' fare rime a raffica Sto beat mi decapita Il beat sta finendo come il nostro tempo Bastonate come al kendo Me ne intendo se giochiamo a PlayStation o Nintendo Il mio solo intento e' fare il fare il rap intenso Tando da farci un incendio Il pretesto per dire let's go adesso Battermi è il tuo sogno nel cassetto come inception Ti schiaccio come un insetto o blatte random Se vedo che state blaterano Dai andre incidi un cd Invii il cv Suoni superlativi La tensione sale su per la tv Solo hash e weed Mai preso speed o md 3G dentro i jeans non si balla non è Billie Jean Bevo tonic Gin Ma non mi atteggio a G Quando cavalco un beat Porto le skills di kill bill E ascolto ill Bill Questo non è rap è rip Vorrei andare a venice beach La mattina bevo caffè no il milk Mi salvo dalla shit Non entri in discoteca neanche sulla schinder list L'atomo si scinde qui Cosmino spinge solo il q.i. Non giro col bling Alle dita non ho rings Pronto a salire sul ring Vi mangio come chicken wings Polvere fatata ma non sono winx Tu stai indietro con windows xp
Non parlo con lo sbirro police Bitch please qui ti fanno lo strip tease Del rap game v.i.p Spacco alla B.I.G. Da quanto sono street Faccio rap da quando ero alto così I have a dream Martin Luther King Sono il Prince che cerca la sua queen Non giro col drip Ascolto un beat Nato a MI Fiero di essere così Quando ci becchiamo dammi il cinque zi Siete complottisti con il 5G Karate Kid Con le mosse metto sotto chi sta sotto per lean Vivo la vita come fosse un film Sembra goodfellas con i microchip Mangio un happy meal Mentre penso al deal Non allegarmi dick pic Sto facendo pic nic Faccio pitstop con beep beep Rido Mr Bean Mi passano al TG Ma non sono Bruce Lee Non guardo clip di twich Piuttosto sono David Lynch Che fa un film Vado in tilt Trip di acidi Ti insegno l'abc Con sti ritmi magici Ti facciamo fuori in gran segreto come lady d Spacco come Lauryn Hill sul beat Voglio fare un feat con i Cypress Hill Ogni mio file ha la x Mai bevuto uno spritz Ogni mio verso è sick Till i go to sleep and i dream Click cheese Nel rap i believe Tu sei solo un wannabe E tutti quelli artisti lì finiranno sotto un teer
10 pravila Ceste,U igri sam godinama,Posto sam zivotinja,Napisao prirucnik,Da vas uci stotina,Igra je neukrotiva,Pa moras nesto znati,10 pravila Koja te uci mati,Broj 1 ,Moras uvjek bit spreman,Nikom nemoj pricat di ti je sta,Jer Svaki pas,Zavisi Razmislja iOvisi,Nezeli ti dobro to znas i ti,Pa ,Broj je 2 ,Nemoj nikad reci sto znas,Toji ti je iduci plan,Kad ides van,,Jer klosar Mali sam,Zeli uzet tvoj san I o tom razmislja svaki dan ,Pravilo 3,Nevjeruj nikome ti,Fantom na Lice jer takvi su psi,Laju Ali i svi znaju,Kada ih ugasim nebude se u raju,Nece biti u sjaju,Broj Četri,Znam da ovo culi ste svi,Nemoj Koristit sam Svoju robu Svoj gram,Broj 5,Nedaj Robu ako ga brat nevoli,Makar hoce Kesu,Reci da kurac te boli,Broj 6,Uzmi postovanje,Branje,Mislis da narkoman vraca,Trebat ce ti znanje,Sedam,Pravilo je Jako ne znano,Familiju i poso Drzi odvojano,Posao I krv Nemjesaju se ,Kao ja i mup,Nezelis od svojih naci trup Broj 8 ,Nemoj nosit teret Sam,Vidio sam ocima zato to znam,Broj 9 ,Trebao bi zapamtiti,Ako drotu nesto kazes Glavu ce ti skratiti,Ako tvoji misle da drukas i lazes,Cekaju te ispred kuce,Spraman im Šanžer,Broj 10.Ako nemas Kljente reci im Bok,Jer imaju te pare,Klize kroz flow,Prati pravila Imat ces pare i svega,Ako ne 24 dine I nema bjega,Moj kolega,Pazi na svog frenda,,Premda,Tvoja mala voli snjega,Tu nema beda,Dao joj meda,Zapamti sva pravila da imo bi reda.
Listen Creating and co creating i happen to do em both i gotta Instagram account but I barely even post now I'm tryna get something up and running because it's f***** being broke
Demons on my mind they provoke a ugly side / world be better if we let go of our pride / tongue - tied stuck in my mind / they try to crucified me / ardent heart with the third eye bleeds / suicide on my fucking mind / I'm terrified inside / soul is purified / Lord knows I identified / I'm just waiting for his glorified / cause I'm humanized/ delay my demons / want my freedom / heart breaks not even / rather stay odd / bones weaken / family on my mind / blood is thick but oil is thicker / we aren't addicted to oil but our cars are / we ain't stopping at no red light / walk iñ the night with all white / Nike sock with nicks and dimes / Snowwhite tight in my side bra / block hot saw the cops at the light / that when it's my break time / standing on my business not a baby I'm a boss don't need a white man silver spoon / pass that silver cup im puerto Rican find that in the cabinet shit I got the juice / know I could be greater my grandma told me I ain't sick my brother is sick i talk to the moon it a her / her name is Luna / that my bestfriend even tho I'm my own bestfriend/
Demons on my mind they provoke a ugly side / world be better if we let go of our pride / tongue - tied stuck in my mind / they try to crucified me / ardent heart with the third eye bleeds / suicide on my fucking mind / I'm terrified inside / soul is purified / Lord knows I identified / I'm just waiting for his glorified / cause I'm humanized/ delay my demons / want my freedom / heart breaks not even / rather stay odd / bones weaken / family on my mind / blood is thick but oil is thicker / we aren't addicted to oil but our cars are / we ain't stopping at no red light / walk iñ the night with all white / Nike sock with nicks and dimes / Snowwhite tight in my side bra / block hot saw the cops at the light / that when it's my break time / standing on my business not a baby I'm a boss don't need a white man silver spoon / pass that silver cup im puerto Rican find that in the cabinet shit I got the juice / know I could be greater my grandma told me I ain't sick my brother is sick i talk to the moon it a her / her name is Luna / that my bestfriend even tho I'm my own bestfriend/
But what about the kids starving/ we never listen to marvin/ we cant give back all this blood we’re borrowing/ what about all these trees we’re carving/ the earth left with scaring/ all this feather and taring/ and what about kids with wigs / doing life on bids / what about kids on cement and can’t dig /stunted growth and can’t get big /
This makes you feel you're spiralling upwards & upwards but it's not easy, it requires strategic and quick maneuvers. Like you're a visionary. Notice the loop, it's like each loop is a new level and yet is same. Bc rising upward always feel the same but at the same time ever fresh.
You know the chronicles, the shit that if mama knew The stress the drama do, the TECs phenomenal Rapid fire, it pecks through the abdominal You bastard liars, it's me who's the honorable Bathed and clothed up, shaved and close cut Restraint from temptation was drained from both nuts Heh now the physical form, verbalize through the scriptures, I was Biblically born It's I'ah Jeremiah, concieved through the blunt fire On Kawasaki's can wheelie up on one tire Well respected, jail connected, got the method for the pretty females perfected For sure, very few flaws, heavy Chevy two-doors Candy paint, it'll give a nigga the blue balls Pause, this the life I chose Done did the 360, the cypher's closed, common The format is real sickening, contagious Here I come, AZ Still, I don't have to run no game, I've done those things Young and gifted, my tongue's prolific In the beached bungalow is how I brung in Christmas From the streets I'ma flow from the hungriest districts Swiss kicks, crisp when I come to them picnics Play it slow, paper chase, stack, and lay low Range Rove, tinted all black, the same old Psychic mind, righteous ryhmes Still turn the new leaf on my life of crime No concerns with new beef who's as nice as I'm It's confirmed, from few feet I'm still a sniper blind Built my fame, spilt my pain Politicking daily, still tryin' to milk the game It's obvious that I'm real rap skills remain I took some change and I'm still the same The format is real sickening, contagious Here I come, AZ Still, I don't have to run no game, I've done those things Learnt the system, burned some izm Jotted my jewels down like journalism How I maneuve now, it'll merge the wisdom A pilgrim, prophesize putting words to rhythm Relating, I Adam Clayton it, manifestation, patient Meditatin' with them animals waitin', pacin' Like an inmate that sealed his fate Let some years escape, but I'm still in shape I'm chilling, deeply rooted, a beast with music From Bed-Stuy to the East, I'm too at peace to lose it But love it, I still does it, breathing off a Trump budget Fresh out of Bloomies with the Louis luggage The format is real sickening, contagious Here I come, AZ Here you go, how we get down The format is real sickening, contagious Here I come, AZ Here you go, how we get down AZ Here I come, AZ Here I come, AZ Here I come, AZ Here I come, here we go How we get down Here I come, here you go Here I come, AZ Here I come Here I come
