[FREE] MF DOOM x MADLIB TYPE BEAT "ROCK IT" 

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"madlib type beat" synonymous for "actual quality beat"

was listening to a bunch of MF DOOM type beats rn, clicked this one not expecting anything crazy but those first 5 seconds caught me off guard, this shit is GOOD

This is so good! You never fail to disappoint good job dude

You did a good job bro … respect for this one 👊🏾

I love the way this feels, especially how all the different elements blend together. Funny picture too!

Thank you for this, keep at it, much love

this is crazy bro

your drums are elite g

hella dope 🔥🔥

real banger ngl

🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 masterpiece bro

Very smooth and jazzy. Reminds me of some introspective storytelling rap.

damn bro fr this beat so good

DOPE WORK!!

bro fu*king crazy for real good work🤯

ok that sample is way too hard man good job

simple but fire affffff

dope!

0:01 0:06

That crackle in the background 🎉

Great job! You got yourself another sub! 🔥🔥🚒🔥🔥

Vibeeeeeeee 💎

thankssssss

This reminds me of King Geedorah! Nice work Quincy!!!

🔥🔥🔥

Amazing

hard

Mis respetos from Chile 💯 harddd 🔥

Really good

You deserve a sub glad to be a apart of the journey 🌊💪🏽🤙🏾

SOULFUL SHIT, left a sub!!!!

Un hermoso beat

Woah!

Excellent

GOOD VIBE!

Masterpiece 🙏 i wish we could hear DOOM on this like damn

love the SAX

beautiful beat homie. What is the name of the jazz from which you got the sax?

when it comes to fame everyone’s a moth to a flame, riddled in shame, everyone on top is the same, lost in the game, every single loss is a gain, smoking away, only way they stoppin the pain, (but) life is more, life is war, life is victory, if you be stressing you forgetting who you meant to be, if there’s a doorway to success homie you got the key, it’s in your pocket but it’s mixed with shit you’ll never need (please) spare me from all your fucking lessons, this not an interview, i’m not out here to answer questions, i got a weapon in this pen, homie you’ll never get it, they call me AI i don’t practice i just got and get it (uh), now i’m rebuking the sins, guilty with no trial for all the truth that i spit, i got money on my mind, i’m a fool for the bling still running up the base but i’m dodging the pen (bitch) now i’m running up that cheese like the 80’s, i rack up these flows, like the tigris n euphrates, sailing high seas like i’m part of the navy, cut you off like isis if you ever try to play me, (uh) ain’t no sweat, no blood, no effort, no shoe, mike miller, cinderella, bitch i’m a killer and there ain’t nobody realer, no drug dealer i deal pain like a splinter ima mf ninja, call me if you need me, all these bad bitches acting up, it ain’t easy, lil’ thang weighing me down, no wheezy, twing glocks, air ‘em out, no TV (uh) the wordplay is immaculate, got them mf doing maths, no calculus, no i cannot vouch for them, i know they not about this shi, comparing me to him, what you said gotta be blasphemous

might use

Maybe we could rock it Lift off in a ship made of rockets Jet fuel in my mug Know I shot this Fella looking hella fine Friend of mine Saucy act, pantomime No words, I’m the mime that rhymes Backwards roll with backwoods in the forest Foraging for berries Hunger never modest Never be the merriest Trauma be the heaviest Tickle my riddles It be effortless Currently my currency is stacking Making habits I’m an addict Demon in my attic Feed on tummy acid Ratchet and crank to the bank Went in empty, come out a couple bags Dressed up plenty we all ending up in rags Sit up when I’m down head nod to the band Rubber round my cash Used to chase white bricks Now I’m building up a damn

Holy shit this is love 4 my ears

Dope bro!!!

Sounds similar to next levels

Rapdigital es una idea de aprender a escuchar y no ser egoista qe muchos tapan este tema como figurita Esi es una idea que de ahi sacamos en contexto temas que cualquiera de nosotro pasamos de perceber Habras escuchado victimas que sufrieron atraves de redes Como acoso, grooming, ciberbullyng, amenzas sin poder decirle a nadie que con los comentarios se creen mejor el resto pero dentro de el sabemos que por el mismo debe de padecer Gente con miedo por desobedecer Que de atraves de redes los datos personales no se debe poner Que antes qe peor tragedia Aun adulto responsable debes de contar tus situaciones Que el valor gane antes qe el terror y que gracias a esta idea rapdigital se desenvuelve poniendo en contexto para que tomemos mas consciencia Y evitemos de este error que seamos los proximos quienes evitemos esta situacion y ayudemos a la gente que pasen por la misma situacion explicarle las medidas si una persona no respeta el NO de algo que no quieras lo bloques de todas las redes de donde se estuvieron hablando En ajuste tenes el control de poner en modo privado Y asi evitar mas acoso de un cobarde con un perfil falso haciendose pasar por un pibe menor de 12 años para lograr lo que esta buscando Y si estas en este mismo caso 102 estan para escuchar tu situacion Y que hacer para evitar esta secuencia del ciberbullyng, grooming o un acosador que sigue con sus amenazas, humillandote o hablando con odio atraves de estas redes, pone mas atencion tomemos preucacion y sean concientes de las medidas que tomamos demostremoles que somos mas vivos antes que terminen ganando

Esi es una idea que de ahi sacamos en contexto temas que cualquiera de nosotros habremos pasado por esto y victimas que Habras escuchado que sufrieron pasando atraves de redes Como acoso, grooming, ciberbullyng, amenzas y callando demas sin poder decirle a nadie por lo que pasaron en el momento que con odio en los comentarios se creian mejor qe el resto pero dentro de el sabemos que por el mismo debe de padecer de esto Y Gente con miedo por desobedecer Que de atraves de redes los datos personales no se deben de exponer Que antes qe peor tragedia Aun adulto responsable debes de estar al tanto y contarle tus situaciones Que el valor gane antes qe el terror y que gracias a esta idea rapdigital se desenvuelve poniendo en contexto para que tomemos mas consciencia Y evitemos de este error que seamos los proximos quienes evitemos esta situacion y ayudemos a la gente que pasen por la misma situacion explicarle las medidas si una persona no respeta el NO de algo que no quieras lo bloques de todas las redes de donde se estuvieron hablando En ajuste tenes el control de poner en modo privado Y asi evitar mas acoso de un cobarde con un perfil falso haciendose pasar por un pibe menor de 12 años para lograr lo que esta buscando Y si estas en este mismo caso 102 estan para escuchar tu situacion Y que hacer para evitar esta secuencia del ciberbullyng, grooming o un acosador que sigue con sus amenazas, humillandote o hablando con odio atraves de estas redes, pone mas atencion tomemos preucacion y sean concientes de las medidas que tomamos demostremoles que somos mas vivos antes que terminen ganando

Yoooo, i can imagine the madvillain throwing awesome bars in this one

❤❤❤

Murdered this beat in the process of writing a fire song to this

“What if I didn’t rap no mo? What if I didn’t rap no mo..” 🎶🎶

❤

Just want to feel loved Just want to be real That they see more than the flesh that they want to eat. To be held gently in their arms, to make me feel safe But they always need space while I’m going to waste. and I am too much Too much to handle, too much to bear, the overflowing love || and affection || - they just don’t care In a world so cold, heart frozen in despair, Searching for connection, but it's getting rare. Yearning for a love that goes beyond the skin, A deeper understanding, where true bonds begin. Lost in the echoes of an unspoken plea, Hoping someone hears and sets my spirit free. But the distance grows, the gap widens wide, Loneliness creeping in like a relentless tide. Yearning for solace, a haven to call my own, Yet they drift away, leaving me alone. Overflowing love and affection, a torrent unmet, In this realm of solitude, a soul adrift and beset. But still, I rise, from the shadows I emerge, Seeking a love that will my wounded heart surge. For in the rhythm of resilience, I find my beat, A melody of hope, a journey incomplete.

Indigo Im gonna paint it gold And my sylububles Is it real or am i cynical In my room Im drinking pinnacle Moving on a vision so Takes alot of time to grow Coming up from down below I think that im like In the flow Lettin my third eye know Goal make it one time at show Im trying to be a better Sometimes in life get burnt just like a frying pan That won't stop me From going to the promise land Sometimes my mind i dont understand So im rolling up.another gram Dont want to.spend my whole life Trapped like where i am Life a busy traffic jam Most of us are trying to make it Working for the man Hes gonna kill us all Being healthy that is the rebel Killing myself to.prove a point dont get me.anywhrre at all. Can't tell where im at is this the decent or the fall Breaking bad like imma have to call.up.aaron Paul Separatin us But where like one part of the all Alcohol

0:19 sin propósito, ni destino me da lo mismo yo se que camino ami ritmo siempre con la mente buena preparado por si acaso ya viene la tormenta ( ja jaja ) siempre que rapeo me tiembla la piel es la forma de liberar y que hable bien mi ser

I want to purchase exclusive rights to this shit its so good

Where is the saxophone sample from

I wanna make lyrics to this lol

My guy this is Mr perfect right here😂😂😂

Sounds like the adventures of Stoney bob by logic

No purpose going against the stream No present like being in the present They all see my career as an experiment But to me, I’m lack, damn - free, independent Face new lows, but my highs an incentive Its like too much, isnt enough This poker, & your snow on the bluff So if I try to lose all my money tonight, Please dont judge, G’s dont budge Im thinking green’s your own crutch

Il me faut un peu d’aire Prendre mes part de pez avec mes partenaire Certains s’invitent J’leur présente un parfum Guerlain il préfère la demer Le chemin me l’indique pas J’me le creuse droit vers barbelés Chaque heure a son vice mec Check chaque beur a son bizness Mauvaise graines dans la fleur de l’âge dans la fleur de ta soeur Avec la sueur on a A un peu prêt ce qu’on prétend J’fais d’mon futur le présent Fils les sensu s’endurcissent et pompe ton sang On grandit et on compte sur l’espoir plaire au grande brune En 3 mois j’ai pris les rides que j’aurais dans 10ans J’vois moins l’ciel qu’un détenu touché d’arthrose en prison

Seamos mas conscientes de lo qe hacemos, vemos o que datos exponemos a traves de cualquier redes Concsientizen no minimizen situaciones que con el tiempo se vuelve mas grave mas de una victima Pasando por ciberbullyng, grooming, violencia de genero o hasta agresiones verbalmente atraves de redes

0:21 Hats off for the grandest gent of times gone by, times gone wrong turned times gone right, Times like these are the times I live for and give for, Unity in community complete by a helping hand, Of the healthy man who lives in solidarity… … and clarity … Cruising through life in a brand new whip, He slams through bricks and e-merges, and see blurs He Resurfaced repurposed, Knowing there’s no chance he’ll ever be perfect but the future holds memories of A life that’s meant to be… The jig won’t ever be over, He’ll never see closure…

WHATS THE KEY

Anyone recall a almond color dress donned by an oddly stunning mistress? Vocal toned at the sound of a withered lung, a little molly on the tongue, a torn cup filled half-eaten fish ticks/ Cheeky and intellect could be seen immediate, a mix between meaty and cheeks thin as a meek wrist/ I recalled a talk of a meeting along with graveling underneath, Lounged in the mystique but my instincts were growing seasick, amidst this club where I saw her leaving next to my grief/ Tender of the bar spoke of her old winters and the moment that was ceased, as the holiday came with snugs, lead got passed around through familial cheeks/ I shrugged but a flame was lightly lit where my heart was dark, one nine and stick shaped letters, hopefully the pigs in blue recognize the screech/ Hours after, a rider in a taxi took her and injected white snow powder, the streets are mean even when the good of fellas is slightly released/ But I couldn’t get the endeavor, alcohol twirling for hours in the belly of the beast/ Might be half monster like the lad who took the lass I mentioned, police stated a psychopath made her neck leak in the kitchen

Live life with a purpose grin Smoking mad weed playa boy wins Why is life such a sin Hopeless numb but we all can win yeah I don’t give a fuck I don’t give a damn Boutta set trip playa boy man

Once upon a time, in a city not Devine There was boy in the suburbs always crying Parents always fighting, scared they’d leave him, separation always on his mind Knew he was weak, so appeared as strong, created insecurities that would last long Wasn’t always liked, so scared to call people friends just in case he was wrong Learned to dislike who he was cause he was different, and that was wrong Didn’t really care about others cause he was never cared for, but he still had empathy just wasn’t to Ever really display it I mean how could you when you had no way to show it Had to work on himself or he’d stay alone forever Changed who he was, a lot for the better Some for the worse Lost himself, and that did hurt In the process of trying to find that back

no queda mas tiempo o no queds nada por hacer Que tanto callan la gente para defender somos seres humanos como toda gente mas justicia para las victimas que callaron mas de una vez Seamos mas conscientes de lo que hacemos de lo que vemos y aun adulto responsable de contar por la situacion que estamos pasando dejes que sea pasajero el tiempo se desenvuelve y con el tiempo se vuelve mas grave

Dejame parpadear que ya duelen los ojos

Let it rock that’s jumping off a cliff Let it roll Let it go make noise I smell loud Probably coming from his home

the madness ensue try manage yuh . try prying your view pry patterns patrude,fry gallop the moon fly saturn he flew like Quincy_ this arrow glistening, hollows approach, star flinker n wink harbor the hope

Its all about these words i couldnt spit all around the world i smoke spin ryhthm i dont have a turn for me what is glued and stick ear plugs or these headphones can you sing this on the bus where i want to live in god we trust i like bunnies o get through maybe crunch i lost the key to the thing i wanted clutch fixed my heart i broke a neuron now its sm holy fuck run

Let me start with a purpose to all this I don’t give a fuck, and damn it, we all sin I’m hopeless and numb, but can we all win I went all in, with the risk, I fell, didn’t trip Should I have tripped, when I saw wet signs I’m mopping up, Competition, I never saw them guys Saw a lick like The crust on my lip, I ain’t no fall back type Or even the call back type I’m the, let it ring Echos, in the hallways, Tight, but never type, unless the keys, follow insight I had one plan, be the man And remain lucid, I’m a teacher that play student I’m the smart one, that play stupid Now, I don’t play cuz these game Have you stuck, then you stay loosin Rebel without a cause, use to cause Me to have mucus, then I snorted White lines, wrote lines, then became music, beat the odd, so no I don’t do, any facades, I came threw with Me, myself, and I, Melodies in my vein, From moments full of pain How can I complain, When I’m sounding this insane I lost a few skews Yea my mind, been in a chase So better caught up now Before I do the race So off the to races, these horns Will blare facts Devil, inside, scars, from winged backs Sold me a dream, and said it was all Plagues, gold and all cash A home, with walls that, had Everything, I needed and more So call back Now black teeth, tooth canal, its all crack I must have been off a high, spiraled down And hit back, bounced my head off the canvas and made, tracks, but I ain’t a bitch with a wig, I’m all nat, So my grey hairs, make me wise n all Seeing eye, open wide, recall, My ego, my pride, n talk… to myself man it’s time to, I don’t believe in time, Linear fate, i redesign Past, and present, gift From me this time, a wish A recent, vibe, a kiss From Z, ight, this moment Would reach the sky But The galaxy preconceived So I’m a do me, cuz theres god underneath In my bones and my core, all the way to the seed Dirt and rock, sediment stone Earth, but it’s separate from home Fur Fox, when the metronome boom Your shocked, electric stove Curve stomped, stepping on clones You rock, the red with the blue Siren sound, left em dead, all alone N I would hate to be picked up at home So I travel to other planets with this And I handle my shit, don’t abandon my piss, it’s matched with my shit, Dirty bars, my hands must have grip Under that I is, the man in the bitch It’s demanding, don’t quit, be a boss and that bitch, I get crossed, hit that split Wash it down with the drink, but the cost, Is that, smell N only Addicts noes that sniff And you still trya vibe with your nosey ass clique You ain’t knowing that shit So click the button and press mute The switch is coming, let the light show loose, the stand under mics, let the wire Come threw, if I’m hired then I’m fired I was fried then off the gin and juice, I let my old school blues, come threw Like an old school dude, let it ride slow With my old school groove Title it, rock it, I marinade in crystals And use the moon And stars, to boost my concise Title it, hot shit I barely, paved, my way on the beats, but my lane walking The pad, had my back Like when you lay in a coffin

No se trata de escapar, pasarla bien o mal Quiero encontrar ese vacio Que siento, pa poder tapar Y no con pensamientos, sino con hechos real Porque hay algo que me deja intranquilo, Siempre escuche y mire pero nunca fui yo mismo Mantengansen al márgen Yo se lo que digo No por ser prodigio sino por lo que miro Alejanse de esta puta matrix Conectense hablensen y todo será mas fácil No me pinta el hippie Estuve Pa los malos hay dinero y talento, pa lo buenos talento y conocimiento

what's the sample?

Can I have this ?

Jazzy Jeff/Batted left/Why Clef/try death/bed of flowers/bread in hours/minutes lost/scented floss/penny cost/all in the sin he God/

internal inferno i burn slow i roll up i pack bowls i burn slow my head psychotic these drugs pseudo how long was i out i was laying low surrealist life the knowledge of an old soul and my perspective is justa day old

Super fire you desire new empire sing it loud king’s choir Barbed wire bear trap Had to pull her hair back Factory reset Had to go in no rubber Discover whatever I’m getting in Deep heat veteran Never knew the Vitamin C Me toking on the weed Please go let me be Whatever I feel better Reading on the news letter I think of you when I Interview mind like mine I take time to write rhymes And wrap reefers, speakers On my tabletop, a feature

Did you sample something for this?

La Plata de estas barras me las gasto en la feria Los sueños te los cumplo a esos de las 12 :30 Me salvaste la vida me quitas la miseria Con la blessed de mi madre pa evitar la tragedia No tengo carro caro no tampoco dinero Y lo que guardo en el frasco parece cash en negro Pero si hablamos de letras mami soy el primero En lo que ella se arregla hago barras Mientras la espero

Seamos mas concientes de que datos damos atraves de redes mas de una victima por amenazas en cualquiera de esas redes, mas de uno cayendo en la trampa que los acorrala por acoso de esos

Zobacz jak ja tu nasmarkałem bo ten rap to jest pisanie z mlekiem matki go wyssałem moja droga to świat cały

is this free?

the glint in my eye is a glare.

Une fois t’avais une fille Elodi elle aime bien l’écologie donc moi je l’aime aussi Elle as déménager mais j’aime trop ma ville Donc Zalman te dit aurevoir Une fois y avais une fille je lui est dit bonjour sauf que cetais le soir je voulais lui dire bonsoir Au final je lui est dit aurevoir L’autre fois cetais un mardi peut-être Y’avais cet fille avec sa voiturette Mais moi j’en avais pas donc bahhh voila Zalman et les filles c’est comme l’eau et le feu La plussiere et un d’ysone Donc dissont que c’est pas ça Une fois ça ce passer bien disons que cetais fessable Cetais un soir de festival Quand elle as sentie mes pied elle est partie quesque je fait de mal ? Hollywood chimgum pour les pied febreze dans les chaussette la prochaine fois j’aimerais bien que ça passe bien ça serais chouette

Damn ich sehe lila bin fly h hh high Verschlinge ein paar Dinger Bringe Reime

He yo bro ça dit quoi depuis que tu smoke la green A la tienne Passe le j smoke 3 taffes et petite sieste dans l'aprem Quel dilemme? Nos problèmes on les gères après Quand je consomme jsuis high c'est dingue Mode de vie bringue défoncé amorph j'ai l'énergie d'un ceintre Jsuis pas un saint bb donne tes seins Jte ferais pas de dessins Ce serait trop malsain Jsuis pas un gars saint J'amadoue comme un cygne Et tu réponds c'est un signe Malveillance rire de singe Avec le diable contrat je signe C'est magique J'assasine mes djins quand ils se matérialisent c'est ma vie C'est tragique mais logique on vie dans un monde de pitre On vie dans un monde de pute Ah gros si je pouvais enfin connaître le paradis Jserais heureux jserais vivant Jme recueil déjà dans la ziq C'est magique ce pensement Jme sens vivre un pleu plus tout doucement Faire des efforts Oui mais pour qui Jm'en veux à mort Quand j'allume la cookie Je fais des somores Et jsais même pas pour qui Ah gros On fait les choses bien on fait les choses propres Le coeur est gelé mais les pensées sont hot J'avance dans le noir équipé d'une torche À la conquête de mes songes jme mine la tête à la pioche Jme mine la tête à l'alcool Et ces gars trouvent ça cool

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un porro en las mañanas es lo que a mí me levanta. Ey ey Basta de tanto drama. Enfocado en los verdes haciendo pura plata. Ey ey. Pa gastarlo con mi mama. Pa gastarlo, luego vamos a disfrutarlo, me levanto solo para andar ponchando, 24/7 andamos bn avionados, y aunque ande avionado sigo mas avanzado tu.

일단 돈을 좀 벌었어 내 오랜 꿈이 멀어져도

Entre amenazas, acoso en redes el mocoso queria que caiga en la carnada para ser pesca y venderme ja la tipica

Yeah made me do it จากอีสานกู make big brick Yeah ของที่มีกู throw it เพื่อนๆกู full in city Make money จนลืมวันที่ Pure sippin fucking codien พวกกูไม่หลับนอน Young og go hard ตอนพวกมึงนอน Money in เยอะจนทำกูหลอน มึงสูบของแห้ง ของกูมันหอม มึงพูดเหี้ยไรนึกว่ามึงหอน Newyork sound me made it กูจากบ้านมายก big brick พวกกูคุยกันเรื่อง businese พวกมึงยังgangster internet Back to city กู don' t give a shit สาวๆชอบให้กูเรียก yeah bitch Don't talk about shit God please save that shit Yo กูตื่นนอน แดดส่องมาที่ม่าน ถึงเวลาที่กูจะเอาฮิปฮอปออกมาร่าง แร็พกูแม้ง real shit ไม่มีอ้าง พวกกูคุยแต่เรื่องเงินกันที่บ้าน Big fam กูแม่งแบกดงินมาเป็นล้าน Money clean กูไม่ต้องล้าง กูรู้ดีว่าทางกูมันต้องสร้าง ตอนนี้กูหมดกูรู้ดีว่าเหลือใครบ้าง Surin บ้านเกิดกูอยู่ที่นั่น ศรีณรงค์ ถึง east coast พวกกูกำลังล่า Make a dream พวกกูคว้า กูบอกกับ G เสมอ นี้มันวิถีคนกล้า

Muddyx2 watersx2 What im sippin on x2 This cush yeah i blow it x2 What im tripping off x2 My nigga dirty spritin x2 Yeah he leaning know x2 told homie kick the cup But he still pick it up This bitch tryna hit me up She werent hear me out Know she wan me take her out U weren't tryna hang out Thats why i gotta hang up Know i got her hung up Call me kazi kentro Sphova sphethe icontrol Stani he a general

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