Remember the majority of these beats....Epik was wildin with the inspiration....the fact i used was shouldn’t be taken as a negative aspect...but as artist we have peak moments where the inspiration is just on a high and different from any other sound...listen to boomer music/karma coming 2/ inigmatic just to name a few...🔥🔥🔥🔥Your catalog deserves the recognition it has
Was a chaotic Era for me.. Pandemic just started.. My health was fucked up and my mental health was even worse. Happy people were inspired by the pain. Blessings to you.
You know what I’m putting a lil project together rn actually Gonna have to comb through some shit and pick a couple heaters The amount to choose from is staggering though fr This is heat from jump!! 🔥🔥🔥‼️
@@epikthedawn_ no problem man. I saw your post about selling beats, and working with people, I'm 39 and have been rapping since I'm 16 so I understand completely where you're coming from but I tell you one thing you're a serious producer, respect for that, your work ethic is ridiculous. Keep the beats coming ❤️❤️
Epik you are awesome 👏 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 Let’s work together Been waiting for the longest to feel confident enough to say ( let’s work together ) so if you see this heart my comment.
Skip the lecture, but heres the lesson, Tap into the melody, From the goldsmiths, we have secrets, for the people, listen, read Alchemy, and chemistry, are metaphors for light Learn to build a staircase, in the middle of the dark, Theres no night, theres no day, Its just fear that blinds your sight Visualize the echo, and you'll never have to fight Aite
Or we could skip the pastor for the night and choose the vice’s gods want us to fight, which direction do you choose for life, I keep myself blindfolded I don’t have the time, all that waiting got me fidgety like I’m off a perc, so I pop another tryna calm my nerves, and enter a foreign universe, I call it purgatory death beyond adversity, I’m kind of stingy mind be seeking currency, hit my cash app, and put the Bible in the trash bin, we listen but don’t be ready, speak up louder I got terrible ears I can’t hear anything, all I hear is mumbles like your mothers purr, when I’m inside her secret hiding spot, underneath her bush, I slid in where you slid out and I left my sperm, another baby in her stomach, how come she never learns, she gets left after being used like a silver spoon, I’m just playing cool it with the acting like you can’t handle all the shit I spew, words dropping out my mouth like a number 2, I’m just on another level looking down at you, so small I didn’t see you now you on my shoe, squashed stuck with Elmer’s glue, I’m about to take you back to school, with this number two, running out of led so I type munching on my food, spiderwebs you need a qtip to rid of goo, ear holes all filled with ooze, after I busted in your mothers mouth, she spit it out and it landed on you.
