Roc Marciano & The Alchemist - Quantum Leap (Instrumental) 

my favorite beat of 2022. on repeat. straight fire.

We still rappin in the comments even in 2022 i see

Alc went into top5 of all time.. And he still alive and dropping more.

Banger

Smoothest cutt to come outa Venice in a minute! You should do movie 🎬 scores!!!!

🔥🙌🏿🔥

So inspiring :) makes me wanna quit my day job and make beats for a living lol

Back to the basics Hip hop back on top Listen up when few did an up rock Ground work windmill pop lock I was holding the street in high regard Smoke stupid rocks weed dropping out of school to join the hard knocks Feel me hops What up to my pops Moms mad at me still she couldn’t live her dreams through my evil thoughts Ain’t no malice in my heart Put it on let the vinyl pop Some things better left unsaid So with a few seconds of silence I’ll let the uffcken beat rock

Evidence of crooked politicians/ money the root of all evil conditions/ yourself man on a mission/ finding that spark in lonely conditions/ traditions glistin with the wisdom/ conscious thoughts sit back and listin/ speak the truth bounce too the rhythm

Skipper Skinny Bear got some fire for this

I feel like I’m on some James Bond type ish with this beat

Sophisticated mob rap

2023 🕺

Dano - ghetto

Always focus to invent most different 9D sound effects with cyber dragon vibes. Never make beats for money and fame... Make music for divine cure & angelic revolution only

What I do is skill based So play it real safe Like don't even attempt With this water I get you rinsed Flow pressure Going stupid like I don't know better Drop bars and faces look like the o letter Whoa I'm the tone setter

Nice but where is the bass-drop?

🤷🏾‍♂️ Where's the goddamn break that's part of the track!! 🤷🏾‍♂️😡

Quick to confess none of these rap cats impressing me, -But see I spit it so cold that i upset the breeze Any one who’s getting fresh, better check the steeze, we set the fees on M D, with the Vietnamese, life’s a journey, you should try ta take the right route, So pick the right wave, or your bound to get wiped out I bring the heat to make the speakers and the mic melt, pack the pen play, to turn a sensei to white belt if we lock horns, its a short road to misery, leave them foreclosed, till they’re smoked like hickory, - smooth with delivery, my flows are like chivalry, The way that im designed, you will never find a simile, Tryna claim property, as close to where the check stays, no hair speacialist, but giving out the best fades, fuck around, I spray your old house like im neckface, Kicks to the chest , now they rest in a neck brace, Ive heard it all, so im never gonna trust a story, Cause at the end of the day, they all want the glory, im blazing L’s, if you ever need the skunk then call me, Honeys adore me cause my flow stays hunky dory, they’re in the dark, cause my raps stays shadyier, prefer to hit and run, cuz every day im getting lazier , back in the north, I got deported from Australia, so every mic I touch is considered pariphinallia, yo-they put my raps on beats, when they want it sold I leave them all the black and blue when they wanted gold , - even though you talk it big, I bet your gonna fold, cause yours rhymes about as old as the common cold, But low key, all you cats are sounding out of tune, Im only here to get the money, you can have the poon. I had ta hit them with the bap, they never had the boom raps are too insane, I have to keep them In a padded room, ITS DUSTY, NORPH SYDE REKORDZ!!!!

This ain't algebra knocking hits off the fuckin calendar Dracula and it's so fuckin spectacular

You think you can get the Horn of Abraxas by then??

Can anyone make a 432hz version

Can someone please tell me the sample? especially at the end when the women starts speaking

U can cook your flounder, in the back of my '92 Bounder. How's that sound! Huh?

💉💉💉💉 Dope.......I give it 4 syringes.

Yo As I hum to the tune of protect ya neck, my gum flaps "mic check" then blast a verse like a tec-9, damn fine bars that'll fetch me a cheque, אין ספק, if you challenge me you'll be left a wreck I'll kill this beat n' leave its brothers in sorrow with the kinda skill ya can't borrow, That erupts like Kilimanjaro This flow tho, is a tough pill to swallow, down it with some gin and krill, you'll still feel it tomorrow Now it's tough to follow rhymes this crazy, if you try you won't phase me and get slaughtered like cows grazing

I rapped for the nookie, I don’t want the respect, Nor the fame, Nor the crown on my head. I jus want the ps, the gs, the bread. The bs, some keys, some trees, the head. Never scared to catch flack, Say what I want if my chest looking fat, that’s that. In the game I’m a main stay, Main frame, hack that. I ain’t got insane game, Main bae, tap that. Dip. Melt your boy like skips, Yank off his fit. Burn. Yank this ain’t chip. Your raps are about to be slammed in a skip, Next man comes, Find your dead raps and he rips. Make me think more cap gonna spit. The game is a cycle, A broken one at that, and the owner ain’t rightful. Your lyrics are nice, I’m lyrically spiteful. On piss mcees ain’t. I’m pissing out pint fulls. Bars mighty, Leave the loki frightful. I been the boy in a corner, call me right angle. These ain’t light shakles on my right ankle. I get fights vandled, A full fist of pain what the guy handles. So I light candles. I’m not nice, I’m angry. I’m not angry, just nice at leaving murders dandy. My lines are thumpers, rappers slumpers Leave your sticky situation suttin like bambis. Smoke weed then I float like abra. In my zone like Sandy. Eyes closed cross legged like ghandi. Even If I rapped weak, never would they span me. I have Hammers handy. Just in case I gotta leave a rapper lanky. Wipe your nose no hanky. Sue just wanna beat but it ain’t no hanky. Beat me, never ran g. That’s a plan p., You won’t even live to see your plan b. Shit ain’t sweet when it when I chew this candy, Leave teeth wit a hole like You’re only half a man, let me buy you shandy. Boy ain’t living properly, chill man it’s on me. I go green like broccoli, Roll weed then I speed to my spot g breathe In the hot leaf.

This ain't algebra knocking hits off the fuckin calendar Your Dracula and it's so fuckin spectacular I could put a mirror on my face jus to laugh ya Bullet proof vest jus know that they'll never matter bra Connecting all the dots u was never wit the trappers Bra I'm clapping ya yea I got it fuckin snapping cause Tryna make a hit and I don't even gotta shatter ya All these mcs bouta fail cause its a massacre Tryns battle me u gone need a fuckin rattle bra If niggas don't work imma get the fuckin ladder stuck They be running outta time I got these legs for your mind Build a fuckin vortex going straight to your spine I just let cashflow interventions the grind Sorry for epitomes fuck it tho we gone shine Sleeping thru the darkness and protection from your Devine Apparently I divide I add it up and multiply Minus all the bullshit staying neutral when I equalize Gotta keep the kush in I'm blunt they gone feel my high Fuckin wit my enterprise gonna get yo ass in line Mixing up emotions and it's hard jus to see the prize Growing up and jus rehearsing Ik niggas can't be learning Imagine if the world was turning And the sun was always burning Cause the fire is so dangerous but we need for a purpose I know niggas really working while these bitches fuckin twerking Other motbrrfuckers preaching like a motherfuckin sermon Had to cover up my head like a motherfuckin turbin They gone linecthese niggss up all together like a urban Yea I'm all about my drive I'm starting up jus like a permit Even tho they be concerning always watching never lurking Gotta keep it wit the rebels cause they always fuckin merking

I rapped for the nookie, I don’t want the respect, Nor the fame, Nor the crown on my head. I jus want the ps, the gs, the bread. The bs, some keys, some trees, the head. Never scared to catch flack, Say what I want if my chest looking fat, that’s that. In the game I’m a main stay, Main frame, hack that. I ain’t got insane game, Main bae, tap that. Dip. Melt your boy like skips, Yank off his fit. Burn. Yank this ain’t chip. Your raps are about to be slammed in a skip, Next man comes, Find your dead raps and he rips. Make me think more cap gonna spit. The game is a cycle, A broken one at that, and the owner ain’t rightful. Your lyrics are nice, I’m lyrically spiteful. On piss mcees ain’t. I’m pissing out pint fulls. Bars mighty, Leave you loki frightful. I been the boy in a corner, call me right angle. These ain’t light shakles on my right ankle. I get fights vandled, A full fist of pain what the guy handles. So I light candles. I’m not nice, I’m angry. I’m not angry, just nice at leaving murders dandy. My lines are thumpers, rappers slumpers Leave your sticky situation suttin like bambis. Smoke weed then I float like abra. In my zone like Sandy. Eyes closed cross legged like ghandi. Even If I rapped weak, never would they span me. I have Hammers handy. Just in case I gotta leave a rapper lanky. Wipe your nose no hanky. Sue just wanna beat but it ain’t no hanky. Beat me, never ran g. That’s a plan p, You won’t even live to see your plan b. Shit ain’t sweet when I chew this candy, Leave your teeth wit a hole that’s manky. Only half a man, let me cop you a shandy. Boy ain’t living properly, chill man it’s on me. I go green like broccoli, Roll weed then I speed to my spot g breathe In the hot leaf.