Look Ma - Kanye West Graduation Type Beat (Prod. Lance Isaacson) 

I respect you and your craft bro

amazin' beat, also resembles with a lot of songs released after 2000s

This Could Be On His Album 🔥🔥 Straight Greatness

(intro) Yeah, I think I’m graduating I watch others joy and think joy’s disseminating Everyone is glad and that’s kinda invigorating Cause the past couple of vibes were more than just effacing Still, I can’t go on and finally start embracing The joy like others do, I think I’m trapped in thoughts its wasting Time, But I don’t know where to start (verse1) Everyday Every day I find new ways to overplay Every day I find new ways to overplay the mental pain That stays the same despite all the eyes that hope and that keeping pray’n Everyday I’m feeling like a lonely fucker in this clutter Way to many nutters on this path of glory, perks and mutter Hoping that one day I finally rise and stop to keep on stutter When im being asked about the merits of my bread and butter - It feels like I am thinking No one of those others seems to jump off when its sinking No one of those others seems to withstand when its winking Yes we are all human, and we’re caught by what is twinkling But in the end our destination’s laying in what we’re wishing Because everyone is living by a different target setting And it just decides whether you wanna be spending A life fulfilled with magic or with many fakes pretending (verse2) And every day’s the same when I wake up in the morning Because all the things I used to do vanished and turned to mourning And the only thing that stayed the same’s my morning usual horny That I need to push the thoughts away, shit maybe that’s a warning And due to the graduation comes the knowledge and the wisdom Means finally start to manage the breaking out of this prison So while everyone is prisoned, I’m splitting off like a schism Means turning my mental prison to a heavenly golden kingdom - Yeah, and what are you doing? Fuck on these mental notches and fuck the pictures you viewin Fuck on the bitch in your room, fuck on the girl that hurts you, Fuck what you want to never be carried into your soul tomb Sometimes when I think about its getting loud That’s because it killed my brother laying under toxic shroud He the one I always looked up to, couldn’t stop to vow If he ever sees this, I want him to know that I am proud My finals words should be directed to my future I know there’re lot of wounds and I know there is no suture And that is why we are all searching for this creature That’s helping us and healing us with its features Still standing while commanding the ugly truth All of us that graduated are harbouring a painful youth And even if you now deny, deep inside you know it’s the truth So, in the end the one who can change it, yeah that is you

proud over here.

Come don't fight the feeling an don't let go an harm yourself if you don't want no more movement.... On either side..Mob!

Omg didn’t expect that

What’s the sample?

beautiful bro

Beautiful beat you crafted, nice job

you earned a subscription from me with this one bro🙏🏽🙏🏽 love

This fire, man

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Where can I buy this beat please this is too fire 😭

ima steal this

This is genius 🙌

I love this

STILL THE HARDEST BEAT DROP bro

Beautiful beat

... lyrics being written

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this is real nice man

it’s night time it’s always night time when i call her up it’s never the right time when i say what’s up it’s never the right line

Aye brotha I'm down to cop the beat but do you have a WAV by chance? Only mp3 available on your beatstars

Amazing fire 🔥

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is this free non profit?

Would love to work with you

Holy Shit so fire

✅

Become a star from these bars, make the moe money did you understand that reference? Evicting all bad energy exorcist Call me reverend when the stars fall Down from the sky, could prolly see em up in a plane fly emirates Puking yella out my esophagus Homer Simpson severity Homeland Security fuck y’all, these bars gon immigrate from da UK to Senegal I Was listening to all falls down, remember thinking it wood all fall down That it was timberland, no boots And I won’t quit this man, till you hear me in the background at a Nobu And If I had two options Either Wait for the stars to align Or wake up a star overnight I don’t really give a fuck either way imma get mine Time to get back on the grind Like stone but, I’m not high Deserving of a throne, bye And I don’t need a co-sign These lame bitches don’t understand what I’m saying do you speak sign or brail This shit the holy grail I sail on the coast of ocean prevail I’m hosting these snails At a party full of slow folks I know I speak fine I’d wanna be a star from the start, still haven’t found the key, and this aint no push to start from the first song I released but I ain’t pushed too hard Didn’t try to promote, I sang it to the stars It seems kinda hard to get off da ground So instead I dream about my songs being played on surround sound I dream about my songs being played from the downtown of NY, C That’s the place I wanna be See me on the screens of time square Member pops was on welfare Biological, illogical to be addicted to some Fucking drugs and have a daughter Lost her immediately You see, then he had a son And then another one in four years time And to the listeners fuck y’all, cept the ones that had druggies for parents too The rest of y’all call me dramatic, I’m Mr. Pantomime I take a clear revolver play roulette just to pass the time And this rap game on time share This my moment to seize Ain’t even a moment to breath And I wanna free the spirits when you listen to these lyrics So hear it I want the stadium status, I wanna hear it from the stratos. phere I want the Brits to play to my shit, bumping it saying cheers And I And I I wanna buy a mansion off these golden bars, make that moe money More money means more problems I based my name offa notorious big No Triss, trynna run from a comet Woah look out on the floor, a banana peel don’t slip And If I had two options Blast off like a rocket Or a spaceship On extravagant vacation I wanna be in the conversation Of top five, it’s too early to prophecize Wake up early hop on the. Grind my teeth, I’d wanna be a star from the start, still haven’t found the key, and this aint no push to start from the first song I released but I ain’t pushed to hard Didn’t try to promote, I sang it to the stars It seems kinda hard to get off da ground I dream about my songs being played on surround sound I dream about my songs being played from the downtown of NY, C For this beat I gave a final version The rough draft was doo doo, went to go eat dinner progress didn’t fucking save, I guess it was worth I should be happy clicking heels together as I hippy hop down the path full of yellow bricks On this beat I gave versions, first verse that I made was scrapped on purpose Then I woke up in a hearse, hearin angels This a sermon? This a warning In his alien spacecraft, lookin down on the kid Seen him spit over kicks And Snares And glyphs on the walls There’s a zebra, umm and a lion right there And people holding up some spears Somehow stick peoples convey the message I forgive my dad and my mom, was adopted and adopted new mindset I understand, I’m addicted to this music shit And if I had two options Run through the flames, to get to the haven Or wonder when light will just stretch down from sky, and wonder if stars will fall down too aint it Crazy And if I had two options Climb through a window to open the door, twist the knob let in more People, let In more light Never need wars never need fights We need more life when living

I know what it’s like to hit rock And it stills smells like shit at the tip top This is where I went when they told me get lost now they ain’t shit I’m a missed shot Now I guess you’re pretty pissed that you missed out But you did it to yourself what you pissed bout It’s time move on and get a grip now

sample?

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Dawg, I hate to break it to you, but no one is going to buy this for $85.

whered you get the kick

Cant you see the evil in me Rots in my brain and I wear it on my sleeve It’s so simple and easy to be A nice young fellow who respectabl-y Does good things and wants to believe everything’s okay and everything will be But everything in life and reality Only gets harder than the past probably Flat out chilling I’m low-key the villain Mask up my face cause my horns in the way Want three million by the end of the day I’m fucked up its so hard not to say Dilemma at the Lima I’m just Tryna find my way Got a big joint and I’ll pay another day

where can I cop this?

how much?

would you sell a basic lease for $10?

I did something on this wanna hear?

key?

This beat fire but you selling it for way too much bro ain't nobody gonna wanna cop a $80 beat

is this free non profit?

is this free non profit?