One of the hardest beats on his newer stuff. Subtle, intense, easy to build on. It's impressive how well he builds his flow up through the song, this beat for sure helps build the intensity and that feeling of loss or betrayal depicted in the content of the lyrics
Thanks. Sprinkled a few vocal bits in after all the mixing, melodic backups, stem separation and sampling I did. Make sure to check the link, as I fixed it a bit since posting the video. 😁😁😁
It is a little. It's basically a low end sample layer from the whole track, and I attempted to reinforce it a bit. Check out the updated version linked in the description.
Ah, was able to sample them directly from the track, and paste them in Acid almost as exactly as i could. When I sample kicks, snares and hats like this, i try to find them in the open spots. What also helps is phonicmind and rx audio editor that can make that sampling even easier without having to try to multi-layer filtered audio to reconstruct a one shot like i used to.
drive.google.com Snare Sample 1: /file/d/1-hqBkBOIlXbZZOs_mCrDa_29PV7lADmc/view?usp=sharing Snare Sample 2: /file/d/110XVQHnJgNR5rv7L1bReM6ObH4LDvFyz/view?usp=sharing I think I used sample 2 for the track itself, but take your pick and have fun. 😁
[Intro: Sly Pyper & Eminem] Nah, for real, you know what I'm sayin'? Like Like music's my first love, right? But what it turned into is like You know, these, these cats got it now, she just like a ho (They ain't doin' it now to make music) You know what I mean? (Yeah) It's not real (Yeah) Switched it up, then everybody- Done changed the shit on that damn- Yeah, everybody done ran through it Mumble rappin' Ain't no more substance in shit Right, right They don't treat it the way it needs to be treated I kinda want that old thing back [Verse 1: Eminem] Yeah, I was young, I was hungry I was chasin' the bag at twenty-one, I was lucky To find an uneaten fucking (What?) honeybun I forgot about Now I got money fallin' out, fifties, hundreds, and twenties (Twenties) And I know nothing is funny 'bout the Manchester bombing But we got something in common (What?), both of us are alarming Foul, disgusting, and awful (Yeah), so repugnant and ugly (Yup) I could give the Boston Marathon a run for its money, yeah And you could say I'm a little bit immature But this type of literature got me a little richer But I get insecure when them other dudes hit on you, girl You're letting 'em fiddle with your clitoris Remember you were my fucking- [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign] You used to be my favorite, bitch Things'll never be the same, ain't it funny how you changed Up and flipped the script? You done let a bunch of lames fall through and go plain That I can't permit You ain't have to do it like that, told you I'd be right back Look what you did, I need a new chick Like the music, I have to bounce on my favorite, bitch [Verse 2: Eminem, Eminem & Ty Dolla $ign] Always hated my smile Mama told me it's goofy I'd get picked on at school Come home and she'd school me She never sugarcoated it to me She said if I wasn't so stupid and ugly, I wouldn't always get bullied (True) I think of my struggles (Yeah) and get emotional Could be 'cause how behind the eight-ball and far in the hole that they put me Now I'm on a roll like a Tootsie (Yeah) I'm just trollin' you pussies But I'm like a stroller 'cause you'll see just how I roll if you push me But that's what I do this music for When I was goin' through some of the hardest times, I drew from her But she's like the devil 'cause I just can't let loose of her (Lucifer) 'Cause the thought of losin' her makes me wanna just let loose on her Then I hit the studio, tryna rendezvous with her Tell her, "It's a butt-dial girl," yeah, booty call (Haha) That's how it used to be, 'cause you and me, we ruled the world And we made Curtis blow (Kurtis Blow, 50) Fuck, I miss them days [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign] You used to be my favorite, bitch Things'll never be the same, ain't it funny how you changed Up and flipped the script? You done let a bunch of lames fall through and go plain That I can't permit You ain't have to do it like that, told you I'd be right back Look what you did, I need a new chick Like the music, I have to bounce on my favorite, bitch [Interlude: Eminem] You fuckin' leavin' me, bitch? I don't think so, sit your motherfuckin' ass down I swear to God, you run to that door I'ma put one in the back of your fuckin' head Now I'ma ask you this one time And your answer better be "Yes" [Verse 3: Eminem & Ty Dolla $ign] Would you marry me again Now that everything has changed? (Yeah) It'll never be the same (Nah) As the era whence we came (Who?) From Nas to Pac, Ra (Yeah), Eric B. and Kane (I know) But I know a few from this era that are lyrically insane And although most are never gonna hit the level Cole or Weezy at Or be emotionally attached to Yo! MTV Raps (Yeah) Runnin' home from school to catch an episode, the feeling that It gave you to rip the plastic off the tape you're holdin' Peel it back, yeah, tear it off, and play it (What?) And swear to God, four o'clock We'd crowd around the TV, Butter in his underwear and socks When Naunie was Kon Artis (Yeah) and Proof had his hair in locs (Doody) Yeah, back when Flavor Flav had us wearin' clocks (Back with) Back with Ed Lover (Yeah) And there was two Dr. Dre's, that's a paradox (Pair of Docs) But I never thought I'd get so jealous At the thought of letting you go psychologically It's gonna bother me, my eyes are already watery Part of me don't wanna stop (Yeah) 'til I get you back If I gotta put the work in and tell you I'm never givin' this up Other part wants to tell you just to get fucked Go back to whatever dick that you sucked (Ah) Get back together with them, you slut Givin' up the vagina like a trip to the gynecologist When I helped you become bigger than you were But I guess that it slipped your mind, you must be biding your time Looking for someone to come along that'll make you feel like I did back when you were mine, huh? (Damn) But truthfully, it was never really you and me exclusively And there's too many new MC's you can choose between But no matter how many motherfuckers ran through it, they can't do it like me But I can't keep burnin' the candle at both ends And I can't handle it when I leave and you find another one Now I gotta take this beat and dismantle it I won't grieve when I kill you But if I can't have you, bitch, nobody can Can't believe I used to be your favorite, bitch
Bro, I don't take requests!.....But I do think real hard about them until I at least attempt them later. Then again, I've been thinking of how to approach that one. Gnat too.
Man your work on this one is astonishing really Thought I might ask and maybe you will do magic again 😂 Glad to see people who really appreciate Em's work on Music to be Murdered By 🔥
Bro I hope you don't mind but i've given you props in the description and a link to your channel. I've had a go at doing a cover of the song, check it out bro
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