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.
[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
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 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
The greatest era of hip hop (early/mid 90s) is now over a quarter century old, can we start calling it classic hip hop yet? Check out my real hip hop playlists, bound to have dozens of tracks youve never heard. Enjoy
Marius B Just Googled it - it’s supposedly from the mid 80s to mid 90s - learn something new every day. I always assumed it covered the early to mid 90s previous. Either way - kudos to you for having great taste in music.
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.
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
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 !
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!!!
Been bumping this record since 5 years ago. This channel is a classic. Greetings from Peru. 🇵🇪
respect from zimbabwe
🇿🇼
Don't you mean Rhodesia?
2019 Rome is pumping this!
mucho respeto desde Bogotá - Colombia OG.
respect from Czech republic
Praha City reprezent
The opening beats make my brain feel fresh
Respect from the Netherlands 2019
2020 too!
got to love this beat, on point rhymes, everything real and nice, hiphop how it should be done.
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
I look for one good song, now I need to listen all this good shit to find
Big up from Paris!
Respect from Norway!
[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
Oh my goodness! straight to favorites.
OGDonNinja you are my best friend!
Respect from Istanbul Turkey
Respect kardeşim +
Underrated like the underground. Damn these guys were ahead of their time..
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 hip hop
Respect from UK 2019
Very very good song..great really
respect from Australia
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
sounds a bit like mobb deep..dope !
True!
Crazy música.....Brazil...
much respect from japan. hella cool!
Thx alot for this one !!!!!
Word is bond. They good souls !!!
Much love for u guys ! Peace and Unity !
Been trying to remember the name of this song for years now. Finally found it again.
Matebeleland 🇿🇼 Wah gwaan blood
2019 around the clock.
OMG! What a great song!!!!
Very cool!Me listenin' this repeat in this afternoon!
Listening to this makes me wanna, break out the cassette walkman.💯💯🔥🔥
lol @ all the love this is getting
15 years later
thanks for support
Real Musik$$$$
así es papaloy
Transylvania pumpin' this in 2020.
OGDon da bomb... we b lisenin aloha brudda 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
Cheers from Brazil
Respect from Poland
ogdonninja need more props for posting all this stuff keep the hip hop alive thx !
the second dude rhyming after the hook. loong time ago.
Big respect brother spread the craft
20 and blasting this
Respect from brazil
2020 still here love frm greece
Έλα ρε πατρίδα
respect from an other galaxy
Respeto desde México
Amazing!
trappin' during daytime ... vibing on some flava in the evening ... only love
Respeto from Colombia ñeros of silence ones.
REAL hip hop!! DOPE as HELL
Cold chills. Again. Dope. Peace.
real hip hop man! 100%!
respect from north korea
Greetings from Colombia!!!
For real?
Nihao !
Lies!!! lol
@@Theraiman616 😂
😎 I'll be back 2020 🤙🏾
Beat got flow
Yea luv that old blues kinda bass line 🤙🏾 word no doubt
Rap. nothing else. love it.
respect from germany
Dope!
Oh my fuckingg life,one of the meat eargasm AND OF COURSE I'LL BE ALONE TO BANG THIS OUT
DAS GOOD SHIT BRO , big love man
Respect from Orange County 1503
that beat is illll yo
that sample tho!!!!!!!
2019 yo
that's why I like you, honest.
only true thing we'd ever be able to tell each other.
Adoro essa
incredible
Hip hop foreva!
this is really fire
Fire! Beast from the East
Respect from La Bannane👏
dope!
gracias a og podems encontrar estos temazos
that bassline is sick!
Respect from Middle Ural
da bomb!!!
this is so dopeee
sick sick song
Old skool hip hop
ONE OF THE HARDEST TRACKS EVER
all these great songs need lyrics
The Good Stuff ✌🏻
tracks like this get me ready for war
Deutschland gibt props
very cool beat
nobody got a link for the instrumental?
it hurts good
Respect from Russia
Respect from underground side Senegal west africa...wild hip hop only for the real
The greatest era of hip hop (early/mid 90s) is now over a quarter century old, can we start calling it classic hip hop yet? Check out my real hip hop playlists, bound to have dozens of tracks youve never heard. Enjoy
Golden era sounds better to me than classic era, but I hear you...
Andy C i thought golden era is currently used to describe hip hop from 89-92 ? Thanks for the comment. Keep the vinyl spinnin
Marius B Just Googled it - it’s supposedly from the mid 80s to mid 90s - learn something new every day. I always assumed it covered the early to mid 90s previous.
Either way - kudos to you for having great taste in music.
rap is still alive just look in the archives shit still there shit will neva go
shit is real
damn this shit is dope thx for the upload !!!!
Voy a traducir este temazo despues seguro esta muy buena la letra