Earl Sweatshirt & Black Noi$e - Fire in the Hole (Instrumental) 

This plays during the end credits of my life

Best song on the album, the beat and outro are beautiful

whoever did the piano at the end need to show themselves so I can worship them

This instrumental is fucking soulful its scary…excuse me while I go cry🥲

It feels like I’m walking in a vibrant city full of life yet so empty.

This song is the Kanye West Last Call of this masterful album.

this nigga is the goat bruh

I demand an hour long instrumental of this 😤😤😤

I play this when people are in my car,it changes their mood.

You niggas are TOO quick lmaooo good looks

Bro what??? I just started listening to the first song 😭😭

Idk why but this song feels so nostalgic

this loop is everything I need rn

Waiting for the entire album instrumental 😭

This beat is poetry! 💫

I can imagine this in a movie playing after the main character gets shot and they showing his whole life again

Chandelier maneuver, planted my fear and watched it move a little smoother/ Quite the rumor, handsome as dikes with a tumor/ Slight height up to poltergeists when the shade looms out the lunar/ Full moon just a shade of moldy dunes/ As a whole, my aces were rarely made like raw tunas/ Rarely revolved, my shells filled spaces and made a splinter that mastered the Juda/ Now I’m heavy with the kicks but only the ones grounded on the cement/ Thought it was meant, but got peppered all around as my footsteps crease from the dents/ Tightest leash belongs to life, we should’ve neutered that bitch/ Playing righteous came with a knife, but only the sharpest is tutored to hold back the spite and stab through the ribs/ Doses of acting like I came from the afterlife could be heard out my lips/ Got an empty bladder off a reader’s digest, I skimmed looking for my own stature and saw a pimp with a lisp/ Wished I was blacker, had the grasp of the latter that could make me a factor/ Matching the same color on the wrist, stains of liquid with a symmetrical pattern

My heart ❤️ thank you.

fluent in metaphors yet his mouth stiff to spit facts half full when he have food other half dangling like black fruit oblivious to the cold winters, he doin too much truancy like splinters are stressed later ice cool elation when the moods split mind of a kid, spliffed up, like school semesters OD kept him in a daze, runnin a snail pace sleepless nights tho he found indica indicative of his past days shits hard to let go of like nicotine addicted fiend, he grew from it all he need was momentum sold his haze fo' a profit, the mirror show an extortionate person he learnt from it i think this was his mentals before you askin scuffling with his kinfolk met a deal tho his losses were withdrawals he broker than a chipped flask or a wallet with mad rips the chemistry wasn't his strong field too little too soon played ball til his heels gave in and refused to heal aint worked for a minute given he ankled his last post parkinson feet on egg shells, he the illest mind caught up with him but his retribution was on his tail bells proposing, ringin for a figure of time racketing in his head, he say he fine and bin it still, bags under your eyes speak 1000 visuals its evidently difficult to predict em we on a target date, only for the mighty where time and space is left behind ai chi for the dirty water drinkers never trying to filter the plight no one ever told em he could ditch this shit now it's what hold him together his hurt n flaws tinkered with a puppet master voices are quieter outside debt couldn't be paid faster close minded and doors are locked yo, this loaded? woah this shit heavy

Very Heavy

already huh

if it ends for me today know i shed my tears i said my grace i was a lonely ghostly face gray, looking down in the grave did i have regrets what could i expect i'm human tied to the pension tried to think my way out but thoughts only bring rain it trickles down my window eyes reflect the souls pane as this somber soul plays like Chalino this the last number momma my life just begun i've yearned for the dirt, now we are one capsules tied up in rap it was just the way it was made peace with the life that i lived

Like MF DOOM

constant comparison, tells you, you can never win it was me all along who i had to be better than, my my how the table spins i believed before they ever did , huddle up with the close friends, everyone same motive, went from ain’t nobody goin know us to everybodies on notice so oh my my how the table rotates, mail box full don’t play the phone game,take my time, dont waste my whole day

That drum Roll I'm missing

Can I use this beat no profit?

Dar pra escrever muito com esse instrumental

please tell me the piano sample

is this a sample