Don't matter where your from, that real shit lies in the east west north south etc. my 3 fav beat makers are as follows: Pete rock-nyc Jay dilla- Detroit - RIP Madlib- California
thats funny cuz all my favorite underground producers are from my hometown SJ -Fredwreck -DJ Shadow -King Assassin -Traxxamillion -Greg G -Peanut Butter Wolf then again I may be a bit biased, but come on, where else outside of ny and la u gonna get a list like that of talented producers from one place? and I even left out some like King Tech from sway and tech, but he doesnt really produce anything anymore since the early 90's so I didnt include him... we got alot to be proud of in tha south bay, 408 stand up!!
daleva187goligo yeeee straight408 SJ livin all day! my fav a tie between jaydee and nujabes tho emcee hands down GURU for saving my life..I ain't boastin just showin love for my city
I got a wide range of genre in music, i like from ratchet slaps like yg and dj mustard to steely dan of the 70's. Classic cali kid from San Diego. 1st gen mexican american. This song IS THE SLAP! I can cruise home to this faded as fuck coming from a party
You guys are the type that like to boast spark a spliff like a pharmacist as I ignite the roach I'm wise in my approach I Stay lifted keep forever rolling through my generation like limp bizkit
its real music you can feel grow to it ;show and prove it in your tell easy i spit lucid fluid check me suddenly urgency and i just do it/strike back most concentrated on revenge like that get your mind off the next mc and be your steeze instead of bite sacks im the void that contained the space for the empire to strike back you believe in yourself and people will do it right back
Ill rhymes with meaning GalacticWar stay leaken. I stay preachen the hand held prophet in everybodys back pocket. My motto if your gonna talk it then walk it. The world threatens to break me, but i keep marchen. The devils threatens to take me, but i brush em off and keep walken. My haters try to silence me, but i keep talken. Root for the underdogg and ill keep barken. Handle mines? Dat aint ah fucken problem. Yep jus anotha product. Of the broken world? No. And dont excuse my conduct. This life is what has made but i reconstruct the corrupt that lie and bluff when your sorrounded by deception and then you finally see me THE TRUTH youll know whats up. Cuz i keep it real no matta how dark the truth is and thats more then enough
0:21 pick up a pocket got a hole in my locket wheres the time gone? to many steps the pavement ate my last song the trouble with the asphalt cold and grey like a mans heart that he never show hidden by the love for a city that never came through only label hes signed to is the one that says STAY TRUE! whos who in a collection of jokers which figures wearing chokers on they wrist constrain themselves to the present as if it was a gift i never miss when i take aim the bullseye been on mine for too long not to have seen thangs so i keep stained with the glass art reminiscent of a vision from the pasts art im moving forward with direction to see these people at heart a counter part to the greater mechanism gears churning in the belly of a silent mistress they call her mother babylon i call her never mentioned except with the reason to call her as she is a demon of the lower levels but im with the upper echelon angles at my back this the vangard makin entrance into the palace that greed lies and hypocrisy created to ensnare malice and create division wont let em finish they mission with Christ ill end this buisness a wild child born of grace not constrained by the methods of a time and a place ill approach any man with truth in hand my life been forfeit since the day I allowed Christ to take command everday i leave my best never will i compromise never will i rest from seekin hearts to bring to God among the lost I'm sent with a purpose appointed to cloister bring together the broken so that He can unite em imma a disciple thats it maybe an apostle if i call them my friends i only hope you let him in when he knocks the shock of a life filled never really fades im still grateful still thankful everyday i got saved thank God i can come against the dame with the name of Christ filled with confidence and His holy light to confront the one they call her mother babylon i call her never mentioned except with the reason to call her as she is a demon of the lower levels but im with the upper echelon angles at my back this the vangard makin entrance into the palace that greed lies and hypocrisy created to ensnare malice and create division wont let em finish they mission with Christ ill end this buisness the weary of spirit find rest and the restoration of hope within the life that Christ gave as a rope to pull us out the depths of our depravity my minds still daily battling for victory though the wars already won my personal struggle for the glorification of Him who sits above enthroned oversight an i still might forget myself at times and try to take on the responsibility of being right but I never am without the covering of Jesus blood to wash away my sin they sayin whose this kid with an open gospel message preachin in the comments of a youtube video whats the point? maybe its just that even one hears His voice inspiring firing me up smelting the furnace that he created to burn with love and passion ill never give up when hes the one who gifted me with rappin so bring it on the one they call mother babylon i call her never mentioned except with the reason to call her as she is a demon of the lower levels but im with the upper echelon angles at my back this the vangard makin entrance into the palace that greed lies and hypocrisy created to ensnare malice and create division wont let em finish they mission with Christ ill end this buisness thats right! this the vanguard! and best beware if you itchin for some soul searchin! we here! in person! God loves you
Is this base free for me to make a song? It's just that a friend kept telling me that it can be used for free to make me a song and I'm not sure. Can i use it?
te ipnotizaste con mi pasta posta postre tu rostro en mi postal tengo un póster con tu boca 100 imágenes con tus pecas hermosas te dije, boba que iba a amar hasta tus trompas ahora te vas con viento en popa me dejas sin dopa beba te dejo todo, hasta mi ropa brindamos se rompió la copa
