Black Thought & Danger Mouse - Belize (Instrumental) 

This beat is legendary!! A symphony in its own regard

in one day this guy took a slice from perfection and handed us all a piece, give it up for the goat

One of the hardest tracks on the album

Only real spitters apply 💯🔥

So many beats on this album are making me think of Wu Tang. I wish I could hear Ghost, Rae, GZA and Deck rip this.

[Intro] Away from you [Verse 1: Black Thought] Yo, I'm sick, no lymph nodes is swollen They told me even when the records skip, keep 'em rolling On the shoulder like a California highway patrolman Launch codes was stolen and sold by Ed Snowden I fled to Rome and told 'em address me as a Roman I'm still in photos, posted with my own omen A thumping kicker for me to slam like Hulk Hogan It's something like a plain bumper sticker, no slogan This something for the shooters and back-and-forth commuters Who never knew the difference in laws and jurisprudence I feel as though it's safe to assume that to the students And I can prove it to the way me and DOOM do this You checking the top-two of a thousand intelligent chaps With rap projects in housing developments Cool the cross-legged on a crate like it's elegant Try to hate, I'm puffing up your face like a pelican Highly enveloped in, activating my melanin Y'all failin' to see what's shakin' besides gelatin News bulletin, I refuse to take the medicine Fuck a thick skin, I got me a exoskeleton The black Colin Farrell in The Lobster Deliver like an obstetrician, but not a doctor Bring the Cambridge, the Websters, the Oxfords The picture too long to watch, see the synopsis Compensated for playing nice, it's optics Product of The Last Poets and The Watts Prophets Ahk, stop it, it's beyond out-of-pocket Donezo, I hit the gun show and got a rocket Catastrophic, supreme microphoners In Mexico, we the legendary dos cojones Brothers, both components of the close to coldest Court holders with bars as hard as Angola's [Bridge] Away from you [Verse 2: MF DOOM] DOOM get rude with the dude off chips The mood switch, he chewed off strips of a Broodwich Danger make him groove off a glitch Made your boo booty twitch and the crew rich, bitch Always wanted to say that Ever since the days in hallways tauntin' a stray cat The one he often frequently slapped around All the while, waited then graduated, cap and gown Hated the rap sound Debated the crap until he felt he had it mapped out Enough to have the game trapped and bound Scratchin' the crown with the names of lames who yapped the noun Or verb, for that matter Had no data for a herb who chat chatter Oh, Erik Estrada Fat rat, the mask made him batty as a mad hatter Known for his absurd word choices And will ignore you if you ask him if he heard voices Look, the energy is crazy Far as he was concerned, the enemy was lazy Ahem, your attention please Freeze, he came to seize the free cheese Before he flees to Belize In case you forgot to mention, squeeze these Just keep it on a need-to-know basis They knew he was a negro, so no need to show faces Back in the days of no laces On a slow pace, they used to say he might could go places Meh, whatever the case is The card he played was ace of spades, but no races A spastic, some call loony When he spit a tune sarcastic as Paul Mooney [Outro] Away from you Away from you

If you have good headphones you can be able to hear snare hits far away in the left ear if you listen closely

this one is an entire film score

Driving through the city on a grey and rainy day while this is playing on the speakers hits different

You are the don!!! This album has some fire beats 🔥

Took one day you the goat

Bro I want American heartbreak instrumental this beat goes crazy

i like the glittery effects

Thank you for uploading this!

Federal duck peace in my mind

thank you!

Ayo I'm on and off it, Cassius with the switches like its awkward Fuck socials until they gettin squawk-ed Thats that Twitter tweets, I chat morbid What drove them to this place of pure resentment The evils peak, they done Stace outta sentiment Said the tastes sweet like sally off the cinnamon I prefer mine cold, it's revenge when I pocket Mon I poke at Mon and capture souls like a Pokémon Why hang? I'd settle for some pink mink like cam Maybe burgundy, like the other man Or create era like the other other man Float your hand across the meme like it sound like a courtroom fan Hope I never have testify Bout no T-ify at the T.F.I When you C-I, I hope eye see I For what I am, maybe what I'm not, shots I was good to the core and my shit wouldn't rot Case you forgot, I got it reem and didn't need a pot Or a lot, so in comments I'll jot Or maybe not Watch the Es Roll in, through continents I'm e bowlin Like a AR, G, I shot those when it's snowin Keep it flowin, the younglings growin Stomach growlin, Hilton prowlin This demo bangs to shaolin Gang shit, faces, aces Drug rhymes need laces Down by the river, Hannibal in the liver Half mil schemes when sons a giver I heard his first catch was rife like a kipper Catchin hunners, you can call me skipper Let's get to the hippa, It's the rippa

I call counting money "band practice" God Body Status Wild west shootouts with warriors and mavericks So Spartans, prepare for glory, this is madness Make that wrong left, get patched in your cabbage +5 damage at average savages We samurai, with golden guns & Golden eyes Running for funds, iris on prize Win? Get spoils Lose? Columbian neck ties Known on corners like chicken wings and French fries Block babies stare you up & down with dead eyes Paid in full for every dollar they want to somersault & if you owe credit, ain't nobody else's fault Excuses? Dead that or else call your pallbearers & wear something tougher than leather under hooded sweaters Bc even Billy Badass get shit on by King Kong & if you ever fumbled the bag, it's cus you ran wrong Thru it all, We Still Stand Strong Won't stop fighting til our last man gone We cope with lose with Qur'ans & sad songs We each get 15 min, before the swag's gone Every life lived worth dying for, no regrets It'll Only Last Forever when.you sing Keith Sweat Boys out scouting to swiss-cheese a cheap vest & let your life hang in the balance, like a swing set Watching from high rises, vets keep bets On youngsters high-divin before knowing how deep gets *(Inhale)* Take deep breaths It's easy to drown, this game doesn't reset Controllers blow on cartridges til feet's wet The Stakes & the Tides rise higher with each step Silver linings ain't worth shit when you depressed So bail out with bitcoin before your court recess If you ain't building nothing, it'll regress So armor up with Tony Stark on the sheet press I only need to be Real, not "the best," So I wear my heart on my gauntlet til it's beat rest & my lungs start to fill with toxic gasses Shit's looking dark, like Riddick without his glasses School's out, now it's warfare on classes I'm Rap's Voldemort, bringing magic to the masses Revolution begins with measures that are drastic Adjust your antenna to see thru the static Power To The People or Havoc Ops get dogwalked like DynoMutt in Reebok Classics

I've always been sick in the head Depression always leaves me feelin' sick in the bed Always feelin' sicken with dread The villain is stricken with red Rage, monster bound in a cage Out-staged, conquer and bounded, no matter the age Intelligence, scatter ya brain Brain damage, Marshall Mathers, I'm insane Image never mattered, Dumile and The Wu eased the pain A black sheep, that always went against the grain "Fuck authority! Ya words are boring me!" Was my mind state, spittin' rhymes is my fate Reality isn't what you make it But what you're creatin' Life'd be overrated, if it wasn't for family Lovin' energy, from fam builds up my inner being...

I appreciate you for this 💪🏼

Another good selection. Good day

Aquamarine!! marine we want that one

Illegal search n seizureeeee?! Runnitttttt👀👀

please do "Aquamarine"

Makes me want to drown in my sorrows… I fucking love it.

💥👊

This is what a beat is should sound like Movie shit

I solidify words in forms ones never heard, absurd? Just to out there for weak minds to observe. I Shatter illusions your witnessing fusion , some Iron man heart shit but its blinding to see it's magnificent, hypnotic as a pendant stampeding

Can u do the first song on the album

Awayy from youuuuu

0:18

Yes Yes Ps this is that ish.

What is the voice sample saying?

Is the company lethal? Or is the company I'm keeping lethal because every time I confront a brother his whole personality is see through Creep like the bracken through the corridors that are blackened A wanderer alone lookin for loot to be stashing

ho una miniera di dubbi come Ciaula, mi ancora a terra la bella Ana de Armas, la Luna mi sembra più lontana mi sento una forma estranea che scalcia e gnaula mi osservo da fuori, quando sono in aula la mente si innalza e la realtà evapora vorrei solo chiudermi in camera, in una Canada, in una Tasmania sulla mappa fallirà, questo mio proposito, è un Cosimo di rondò ma a metà, un idealismo, un art attack mi aspetterà, fuori dal portone, nel suo splendore, la realtà dei frac, e delle cravatte e se jon le indossi dove vai? senza mazzette, fuori ti estinguerai anche se correrai in questo immenso inferno, nel via vai, vai a puntare sul terno, cus you have to roll the dice se mi incontrano per strada, volgono gli occhi al cielo, mi chiedono ma come fai a restare ancora in piedi? Ti sappiamo pessimista, dagli sterili pensieri; rispondo, senza questi, sarei già stato uno degli zeri e ieri mi sarei ucciso e ieri mi sarei ucciso, assuefatto a chi punta il dito, chi mostra un doppio viso, e a te non quello inviso quando la realtà sembra Risiko, e il fisico un abito rattrappito, un gomitolo avrei chinato il capo a quello che dicono, abbandonato questo doloroso stato stitico, mi uccidono, solo perché sono tisico e non uccido non vorrei consumare carne, cibarmi di cibarie che poi sono vite umane, umane nel senso che sono coscienti e sentono, il mio godimento non può venire da un fegato, da uno scheletro acefalo così non li guardi negli occhi, lì tratti come porri, come spore, non siamo sciocchi ma pavidi, abbiamo cambiato abilti, ma manca poco, ora sono morte distruttore di mondi macchiatomi degli atti più immondi, sono l'uomo questi polli rincorrono I grandi opinionisti, quattro colti, cambiano opinione ai minimi oboli, Blondie, Blonde dalle casse, I miei pianti ai loro tornaconti ritorno sulla via maestra del discorso, un nodo scorsoio ho scorso laggiù in fondo, che il mondo non era da cambiare, nemmeno un radicale può poi rivoluzionare quindi ci aspettava nulla se non soffrire e allora mi uccido, chiedo a Dio, lui non dice o vivere come loro, o restar solo nel mio tesoro, o ancora uccidersi, toccare l'oro ma cosa verrà dopo? la morte è il continente da cui i messi non tornano; Amleto ha già trovato il bandolo, io dietro a un pendolo, le cui pene anche se penose conosco mi circondano e alla fine amo tante persone di cui conosco i nomi, e anche nella fumera insieme siam più forti, la disperazione si può alleviare solo con timidi sogni