Yo. The amount of incredible hip hop out there that most the world ain't ever even heard? Unbelievable. People say hip hop is dead, I don't care how old this is, I agree with Masta Ace when he said hip hop fans is lazy. There's too much fire out there, old and new, for hip hop to be dead. I discover new heat every single day.
This beat keeps on spooking around in my head. Diggin' this. Not a lot of tracks sound like this, big upz. Yep, rockin' this in 2016. I wonder if the 12" is hard to find...
[Intro] Yo How we do Prop ah? Yo, yo [Chorus] They want me dead (The ones on the block with the Glock that plot when they spot what you got, big knocks) They want me dead (The ones calling beats in the east, release with the piece in the hood and white sheets) They want me dead (The ones with the curls and the waves and the braids that for days tryna blaze under the haze) They want me dead (The ones with the suit and the tie 'cause prices too high to pay when you die) [Verse 1] Master [?] came to me in a vision that was blurry Said: "Ala-Wicious pack your things in a hurry" You better flash quick before the assassins soon come Why put two and now your [?] The whole crew is vexed 'bout that shit out of state Wild Wally got stuck for the crate with the weight And all that bullshit that happened out in Virginia I was in the black cube doing what I do [?], illegal hustle warfare, crab niggas steer clear Poonani fill up your head [?] You wanna be dead, but now I got to check you like a Fed You hear what I said, you niggas better know 'bout me When you comin' to the show don't even think about doubtin' me Or reroutin' me 'cause the trees is all mine 'Cause I'm duly inclined to shine, whatever cat [Chorus] They want me dead (The ones on the block with the Glock that plot when they spot what you got, big knocks) They want me dead (The ones calling beats in the east, release with the piece in the hood and white sheets) They want me dead (The ones with the curls and the waves and the braids that for days spread your legs with the AIDS) They want me dead (The ones with the suit and the tie 'cause prices too high to pay when you die) [Verse 2] These playa-hatas, drawin' up plots to have me knocked Off the hemisphere bustin' takin' clear shots But fuck around and find yourself in a state of shock With multiple of haters floodin' up your city blocks Therefore your actions bob and weave Duck and deliver blows, get rid of those throwin' that shade While I'm gettin' paid for days but might fall from the edge 'Cause you never know what's goin' though a nigga's head The first sign of a snake gettin' stomped out [?] and assumptions are clear, opaque, now I'm holdin' something Repeater in waistline, this kid's tryna take me You can't waste time or get that ass got And it's hot, scorchin' up we went from dreamin' to niggas schemin' on me And usually those the ones you know, they get low Downright dirty, tryna irk me Lurkin' overtime they workin' burners out to hurt me And when I do my thing to some it cause fascination But many want to carry out acts of assassination Who's watchin', clockin', peepin' me out Is it my niggas on a dime that was freakin' me out? I knew this fool from the jump, watch your back 'cause what was said Niggas packin' burners cocked back with hot lead Hatin' to the max, you already aimin' tools to head Movin' in silence son because [Chorus] They want me dead (The ones on the block with the Glock that plot when they spot what you got, big knocks) They want me dead (The ones calling beats in the east, release with the piece in the hood and white sheets) They want me dead (The ones with the curls and the waves and the braids that for days spread your legs with the AIDS) They want me dead (The ones with the suit and the tie 'cause prices too high to pay when you die) [Verse 3] Go ahead entertain these fools, I break all the rules And pay the real dues while you choose to snooze They want me out the situation [?] and I'll shine yours They wanna see my wig parted [?] I never prejudge [?] your actions speak for itself The strong gotta [?] 'cause the weak inherits the [?] 6,000 years of sickness so we overstayin' good Without the bad in our life I really doubt that we could However, they want me dead due to words I said The liar want me dead for the truth that I spread Like legs, or butter, in between for easy access I penetrate the mind over beats and verbal sex next octave [?] gotta die for us to rise So come disguise like a thief in disguise, surprise Here we are [?] heaven's supply Spiritual weapons of choice, we lift every voice, you die [Chorus] They want me dead (The ones on the block with the Glock that plot when they spot what you got, big knocks) They want me dead (The ones calling beats in the east, release with the piece in the hood and white sheets) They want me dead (The ones with the curls and the waves and the braids that for days spread your legs with the AIDS) They want me dead (The ones with the suit and the tie 'cause prices too high to pay when you die) They wa
Intro] Yo How we do Prop ah? Yo, yo [Chorus] They want me dead (The ones on the block with the Glock that plot when they spot what you got, big knocks) They want me dead (The ones calling beats in the east, release with the piece in the hood and white sheets) They want me dead (The ones with the curls and the waves and the braids that for days tryna blaze under the haze) They want me dead (The ones with the suit and the tie 'cause prices too high to pay when you die) [Verse 1] Master [?] came to me in a vision that was blurry Said: "Ala-Wicious pack your things in a hurry" You better flash quick before the assassins soon come Why put two and now your [?] The whole crew is vexed 'bout that shit out of state Wild Wally got stuck for the crate with the weight And all that bullshit that happened out in Virginia I was in the black cube doing what I do [?], illegal hustle warfare, crab niggas steer clear Poonani fill up your head [?] You wanna be dead, but now I got to check you like a Fed You hear what I said, you niggas better know 'bout me When you comin' to the show don't even think about doubtin' me Or reroutin' me 'cause the trees is all mine 'Cause I'm duly inclined to shine, whatever cat [Chorus] They want me dead (The ones on the block with the Glock that plot when they spot what you got, big knocks) They want me dead (The ones calling beats in the east, release with the piece in the hood and white sheets) They want me dead (The ones with the curls and the waves and the braids that for days spread your legs with the AIDS) They want me dead (The ones with the suit and the tie 'cause prices too high to pay when you die) [Verse 2] These playa-hatas, drawin' up plots to have me knocked Off the hemisphere bustin' takin' clear shots But fuck around and find yourself in a state of shock With multiple of haters floodin' up your city blocks Therefore your actions bob and weave Duck and deliver blows, get rid of those throwin' that shade While I'm gettin' paid for days but might fall from the edge 'Cause you never know what's goin' though a nigga's head The first sign of a snake gettin' stomped out [?] and assumptions are clear, opaque, now I'm holdin' something Repeater in waistline, this kid's tryna take me You can't waste time or get that ass got And it's hot, scorchin' up we went from dreamin' to niggas schemin' on me And usually those the ones you know, they get low Downright dirty, tryna irk me Lurkin' overtime they workin' burners out to hurt me And when I do my thing to some it cause fascination But many want to carry out acts of assassination Who's watchin', clockin', peepin' me out Is it my niggas on a dime that was freakin' me out? I knew this fool from the jump, watch your back 'cause what was said Niggas packin' burners cocked back with hot lead Hatin' to the max, you already aimin' tools to head Movin' in silence son because [Chorus] They want me dead (The ones on the block with the Glock that plot when they spot what you got, big knocks) They want me dead (The ones calling beats in the east, release with the piece in the hood and white sheets) They want me dead (The ones with the curls and the waves and the braids that for days spread your legs with the AIDS) They want me dead (The ones with the suit and the tie 'cause prices too high to pay when you die) [Verse 3] Go ahead entertain these fools, I break all the rules And pay the real dues while you choose to snooze They want me out the situation [?] and I'll shine yours They wanna see my wig parted [?] I never prejudge [?] your actions speak for itself The strong gotta [?] 'cause the weak inherits the [?] 6,000 years of sickness so we overstayin' good Without the bad in our life I really doubt that we could However, they want me dead due to words I said The liar want me dead for the truth that I spread Like legs, or butter, in between for easy access I penetrate the mind over beats and verbal sex next octave [?] gotta die for us to rise So come disguise like a thief in disguise, surprise Here we are [?] heaven's supply Spiritual weapons of choice, we lift every voice, you die [Chorus] They want me dead (The ones on the block with the Glock that plot when they spot what you got, big knocks) They want me dead (The ones calling beats in the east, release with the piece in the hood and white sheets) They want me dead (The ones with the curls and the waves and the braids that for days spread your legs with the AIDS) They want me dead (The ones with the suit and the tie 'cause prices too high to pay when you die) They want me dead They want me dead They want me dead They want me dead They want me dead They want me dead They want me dead
I'm in the good corner of youtube now
ikr, suddenly you find all kinds of gems in the recommended list.
@sOfficial yo! the best corner
:)
God bless the playlist I stumbled upon that contained this and many other gems
This is where the og’s and people with good taste of music remain. Hope u keep browsing this side of TH-cam brotha
Yo. The amount of incredible hip hop out there that most the world ain't ever even heard? Unbelievable. People say hip hop is dead, I don't care how old this is, I agree with Masta Ace when he said hip hop fans is lazy. There's too much fire out there, old and new, for hip hop to be dead. I discover new heat every single day.
wow!. You cats took me back! Great memories recording this song.
dang duude. Awesome work!!!! Thank you! respect. Hope your still doin hip hop stuff!!!
Wow, what a beat. Much props to OGdonninja and all the other guys uploading all this 90's rare shit. So many classics!
Diggin till infinity !
respect from zimbabwe
🇿🇼
Don't you mean Rhodesia?
Been bumping this record since 5 years ago. This channel is a classic. Greetings from Peru. 🇵🇪
2019 Rome is pumping this!
respect from Czech republic
Praha City reprezent
mucho respeto desde Bogotá - Colombia OG.
got to love this beat, on point rhymes, everything real and nice, hiphop how it should be done.
Respect from the Netherlands 2019
2020 too!
The opening beats make my brain feel fresh
Respect from Norway!
Big up from Paris!
I look for one good song, now I need to listen all this good shit to find
This is real golden hip hop
stuck in a decade that was da shit
1337terr.de 9/11/01 is the day the fun stopped
Just a Thought are you from America? I'm just wondering what the majority of Americans actually believe about that day
Oh my goodness! straight to favorites.
Very very good song..great really
This beat keeps on spooking around in my head. Diggin' this. Not a lot of tracks sound like this, big upz. Yep, rockin' this in 2016. I wonder if the 12" is hard to find...
Found it online for 130bucks in europe
real hip hop
[Intro]
Yo
How we do Prop ah?
Yo, yo
[Chorus]
They want me dead
(The ones on the block with the Glock that plot when they spot what you got, big knocks)
They want me dead
(The ones calling beats in the east, release with the piece in the hood and white sheets)
They want me dead
(The ones with the curls and the waves and the braids that for days tryna blaze under the haze)
They want me dead
(The ones with the suit and the tie 'cause prices too high to pay when you die)
[Verse 1]
Master [?] came to me in a vision that was blurry
Said: "Ala-Wicious pack your things in a hurry"
You better flash quick before the assassins soon come
Why put two and now your [?]
The whole crew is vexed 'bout that shit out of state
Wild Wally got stuck for the crate with the weight
And all that bullshit that happened out in Virginia
I was in the black cube doing what I do
[?], illegal hustle warfare, crab niggas steer clear
Poonani fill up your head [?]
You wanna be dead, but now I got to check you like a Fed
You hear what I said, you niggas better know 'bout me
When you comin' to the show don't even think about doubtin' me
Or reroutin' me 'cause the trees is all mine
'Cause I'm duly inclined to shine, whatever cat
[Chorus]
They want me dead
(The ones on the block with the Glock that plot when they spot what you got, big knocks)
They want me dead
(The ones calling beats in the east, release with the piece in the hood and white sheets)
They want me dead
(The ones with the curls and the waves and the braids that for days spread your legs with the AIDS)
They want me dead
(The ones with the suit and the tie 'cause prices too high to pay when you die)
[Verse 2]
These playa-hatas, drawin' up plots to have me knocked
Off the hemisphere bustin' takin' clear shots
But fuck around and find yourself in a state of shock
With multiple of haters floodin' up your city blocks
Therefore your actions bob and weave
Duck and deliver blows, get rid of those throwin' that shade
While I'm gettin' paid for days but might fall from the edge
'Cause you never know what's goin' though a nigga's head
The first sign of a snake gettin' stomped out
[?] and assumptions are clear, opaque, now I'm holdin' something
Repeater in waistline, this kid's tryna take me
You can't waste time or get that ass got
And it's hot, scorchin' up we went from dreamin' to niggas schemin' on me
And usually those the ones you know, they get low
Downright dirty, tryna irk me
Lurkin' overtime they workin' burners out to hurt me
And when I do my thing to some it cause fascination
But many want to carry out acts of assassination
Who's watchin', clockin', peepin' me out
Is it my niggas on a dime that was freakin' me out?
I knew this fool from the jump, watch your back 'cause what was said
Niggas packin' burners cocked back with hot lead
Hatin' to the max, you already aimin' tools to head
Movin' in silence son because
[Chorus]
They want me dead
(The ones on the block with the Glock that plot when they spot what you got, big knocks)
They want me dead
(The ones calling beats in the east, release with the piece in the hood and white sheets)
They want me dead
(The ones with the curls and the waves and the braids that for days spread your legs with the AIDS)
They want me dead
(The ones with the suit and the tie 'cause prices too high to pay when you die)
[Verse 3]
Go ahead entertain these fools, I break all the rules
And pay the real dues while you choose to snooze
They want me out the situation [?] and I'll shine yours
They wanna see my wig parted [?]
I never prejudge [?] your actions speak for itself
The strong gotta [?] 'cause the weak inherits the [?]
6,000 years of sickness so we overstayin' good
Without the bad in our life I really doubt that we could
However, they want me dead due to words I said
The liar want me dead for the truth that I spread
Like legs, or butter, in between for easy access
I penetrate the mind over beats and verbal sex next octave
[?] gotta die for us to rise
So come disguise like a thief in disguise, surprise
Here we are [?] heaven's supply
Spiritual weapons of choice, we lift every voice, you die
[Chorus]
They want me dead
(The ones on the block with the Glock that plot when they spot what you got, big knocks)
They want me dead
(The ones calling beats in the east, release with the piece in the hood and white sheets)
They want me dead
(The ones with the curls and the waves and the braids that for days spread your legs with the AIDS)
They want me dead
(The ones with the suit and the tie 'cause prices too high to pay when you die)
They wa
How? Thank you.
How we do papa
the first [?] that is on the second verse, im pretty sure he says "for lumpin assumptions"
guys
Underrated like the underground. Damn these guys were ahead of their time..
Crazy música.....Brazil...
Respect from Istanbul Turkey
Respect kardeşim +
OMG! What a great song!!!!
Been trying to remember the name of this song for years now. Finally found it again.
respect from Australia
the part of youtube with all the vynl thumbnails.. the only good part of youtube.. steady good hip hop..
right haha
@Gazbanger Yeah man, I was thinking the exactly the same
Real Musik$$$$
así es papaloy
Matebeleland 🇿🇼 Wah gwaan blood
OGDonNinja you are my best friend!
Respect from UK 2019
Word is bond. They good souls !!!
Much love for u guys ! Peace and Unity !
Very cool!Me listenin' this repeat in this afternoon!
much respect from japan. hella cool!
Cheers from Brazil
2020 still here love frm greece
Έλα ρε πατρίδα
2019 around the clock.
Thx alot for this one !!!!!
Amazing!
Listening to this makes me wanna, break out the cassette walkman.💯💯🔥🔥
20 and blasting this
Respect from Poland
ogdonninja need more props for posting all this stuff keep the hip hop alive thx !
Respeto desde México
sounds a bit like mobb deep..dope !
True!
Big respect brother spread the craft
Respect from brazil
OGDon da bomb... we b lisenin aloha brudda man
that's why I like you, honest.
only true thing we'd ever be able to tell each other.
Transylvania pumpin' this in 2020.
wow nice sound
Adoro essa
Cold chills. Again. Dope. Peace.
trappin' during daytime ... vibing on some flava in the evening ... only love
respect from an other galaxy
Respeto from Colombia ñeros of silence ones.
lol @ all the love this is getting
15 years later
thanks for support
Rap. nothing else. love it.
respect from north korea
Greetings from Colombia!!!
For real?
Nihao !
Lies!!! lol
@@Theraiman616 😂
Dope!
respect from germany
REAL hip hop!! DOPE as HELL
the second dude rhyming after the hook. loong time ago.
dope!
real hip hop man! 100%!
Beat got flow
Yea luv that old blues kinda bass line 🤙🏾 word no doubt
Hip hop foreva!
that beat is illll yo
this is really fire
sick sick song
Old skool hip hop
nobody got a link for the instrumental?
incredible
Oh my fuckingg life,one of the meat eargasm AND OF COURSE I'LL BE ALONE TO BANG THIS OUT
this is so dopeee
😎 I'll be back 2020 🤙🏾
DAS GOOD SHIT BRO , big love man
Intro]
Yo
How we do Prop ah?
Yo, yo
[Chorus]
They want me dead
(The ones on the block with the Glock that plot when they spot what you got, big knocks)
They want me dead
(The ones calling beats in the east, release with the piece in the hood and white sheets)
They want me dead
(The ones with the curls and the waves and the braids that for days tryna blaze under the haze)
They want me dead
(The ones with the suit and the tie 'cause prices too high to pay when you die)
[Verse 1]
Master [?] came to me in a vision that was blurry
Said: "Ala-Wicious pack your things in a hurry"
You better flash quick before the assassins soon come
Why put two and now your [?]
The whole crew is vexed 'bout that shit out of state
Wild Wally got stuck for the crate with the weight
And all that bullshit that happened out in Virginia
I was in the black cube doing what I do
[?], illegal hustle warfare, crab niggas steer clear
Poonani fill up your head [?]
You wanna be dead, but now I got to check you like a Fed
You hear what I said, you niggas better know 'bout me
When you comin' to the show don't even think about doubtin' me
Or reroutin' me 'cause the trees is all mine
'Cause I'm duly inclined to shine, whatever cat
[Chorus]
They want me dead
(The ones on the block with the Glock that plot when they spot what you got, big knocks)
They want me dead
(The ones calling beats in the east, release with the piece in the hood and white sheets)
They want me dead
(The ones with the curls and the waves and the braids that for days spread your legs with the AIDS)
They want me dead
(The ones with the suit and the tie 'cause prices too high to pay when you die)
[Verse 2]
These playa-hatas, drawin' up plots to have me knocked
Off the hemisphere bustin' takin' clear shots
But fuck around and find yourself in a state of shock
With multiple of haters floodin' up your city blocks
Therefore your actions bob and weave
Duck and deliver blows, get rid of those throwin' that shade
While I'm gettin' paid for days but might fall from the edge
'Cause you never know what's goin' though a nigga's head
The first sign of a snake gettin' stomped out
[?] and assumptions are clear, opaque, now I'm holdin' something
Repeater in waistline, this kid's tryna take me
You can't waste time or get that ass got
And it's hot, scorchin' up we went from dreamin' to niggas schemin' on me
And usually those the ones you know, they get low
Downright dirty, tryna irk me
Lurkin' overtime they workin' burners out to hurt me
And when I do my thing to some it cause fascination
But many want to carry out acts of assassination
Who's watchin', clockin', peepin' me out
Is it my niggas on a dime that was freakin' me out?
I knew this fool from the jump, watch your back 'cause what was said
Niggas packin' burners cocked back with hot lead
Hatin' to the max, you already aimin' tools to head
Movin' in silence son because
[Chorus]
They want me dead
(The ones on the block with the Glock that plot when they spot what you got, big knocks)
They want me dead
(The ones calling beats in the east, release with the piece in the hood and white sheets)
They want me dead
(The ones with the curls and the waves and the braids that for days spread your legs with the AIDS)
They want me dead
(The ones with the suit and the tie 'cause prices too high to pay when you die)
[Verse 3]
Go ahead entertain these fools, I break all the rules
And pay the real dues while you choose to snooze
They want me out the situation [?] and I'll shine yours
They wanna see my wig parted [?]
I never prejudge [?] your actions speak for itself
The strong gotta [?] 'cause the weak inherits the [?]
6,000 years of sickness so we overstayin' good
Without the bad in our life I really doubt that we could
However, they want me dead due to words I said
The liar want me dead for the truth that I spread
Like legs, or butter, in between for easy access
I penetrate the mind over beats and verbal sex next octave
[?] gotta die for us to rise
So come disguise like a thief in disguise, surprise
Here we are [?] heaven's supply
Spiritual weapons of choice, we lift every voice, you die
[Chorus]
They want me dead
(The ones on the block with the Glock that plot when they spot what you got, big knocks)
They want me dead
(The ones calling beats in the east, release with the piece in the hood and white sheets)
They want me dead
(The ones with the curls and the waves and the braids that for days spread your legs with the AIDS)
They want me dead
(The ones with the suit and the tie 'cause prices too high to pay when you die)
They want me dead
They want me dead
They want me dead
They want me dead
They want me dead
They want me dead
They want me dead
Fire! Beast from the East
that sample tho!!!!!!!
2019 yo
all these great songs need lyrics
that bassline is sick!
very cool beat
da bomb!!!
Respect from Middle Ural
ONE OF THE HARDEST TRACKS EVER
Straight Ill!!!!
Respect from Russia
Respect from underground side Senegal west africa...wild hip hop only for the real
Respect from Orange County 1503
it hurts good
tremendo.
where i can get this beat ?
gracias a og podems encontrar estos temazos
tracks like this get me ready for war
Respect from La Bannane👏
Voy a traducir este temazo despues seguro esta muy buena la letra
The Good Stuff ✌🏻