This beat is so tight. So hip hop, but smooth and mellow at the same time. I could spit to it or just listen to it chillin'. I wish I could bump it hard in the ride while cruisin' the Chi.
I'm leaving, on the next plane I don't know when I'll be back again Kiss me and smile for me Tell me that you'll wait for me Hold me, like you know I'll never go Even though you know I will I'm a travelling man Moving through places Space and time Got a lot of things I got to do But God willing I'm coming back to you My baby-boo I'm a travelling man Moving through places Space and time Gotta lotta things I got to do But God willing I'm coming back to you My baby-boo I'm leaving Well go'head and leave The call heard around the world from the wives of MCs These cats is paying more than half a pound My garment bag'll snatch it down Ain't got the skate, but we can probably run it back in town Scenarios like this is tear jerkers For the modern emcee, ie. the blue collar worker Cause this thing called rhyming, no different from coal mining We both on assignment, to unearth the diamond When you start climbin', and them eyes start shinin' You be struggling and striving And they think you prime timing Maintain and keep silent Make note and observation This confrontation This is the daily operation My concentration Stay focused on my recitation Bout to reach my destination With no pause or hesitation Baby make the preparation Cause this ain't no recreation This is pro-ball And we lettin' you know y'all At the show y'all Doing this for doe y'all Get the phone call And I'm ready to blow y'all Bout to go y'all Been a pleasure to know y'all And I'm lettin' you know that I'm leaving, on a jet plane I don't know if I'll be back again Kiss me and smile for me Tell me that you'll wait for me Hold me, like you know I'll never go Even though you know I will I'm a travelling man Moving through places Space and time Gotta lotta things I got to do But Inshallah I'm coming back to you My baby-boo I'm a travelling man Moving through places Space and time Got a lot of things I got to do But Inshallah I'm coming back to you My baby-boo I'm leaving But God willing I'll be back home To drop these heavy ass bags up off my back bone Around the world with a catalogue of rap songs My baby girl is walking, been away for that long But no you haven't well at least that's how it seem to me My hometown is like a whole different scenery The old timers on the stoop leaning leisurely The new jacks up in the parks smoking greenery Easily taken for granted when you up in it But it's sweet scented, when you been down for a minute Move around city limits, break 'em down with the vintage The inovinin', classical b-boy image Collect the winnings Cause it the reason that we came here This thing is not a game here The fortune not the fame here From New York to the Cackalacks Cali and the Cadillacs Chicago no we innovate Infiltrate Virginia state DC make me stimulate Philly know we penetrate Georgia make us generate Let's set a date to get the papes They celebrate to my jams in foreign lands Even your mans in Japan know who I am Minasan, like everybody out in Nippon Say ichiban, may God have well where you're getting from Phenomenon Scuse me that's a phone call It's a show y'all Trying to get this doe y'all Bout to blow y'all Been a pleasure to know y'all And I'm lettin' you know I'm leaving, on a jet plane I don't know if I'll be back again Kiss me and smile for me Tell me that you'll wait for me Hold me, like you know I'll never go Even though you know I will I'm a travelling man Moving through places Space and time But Inshallah I'm coming back to you My baby-boo I'm a travelling man Moving through places Space and time Got a lot of things I got to do But God willing I'm coming back to you back to you I'm leaving I'll be back to you I'm leaving I'll be back to you
im lettin my pensil rest/ as i take the keyboard to the test/ writing over the instrumental to the /best, /most def ! just airing my thougts, and sinse yall not present to my voice/ this youtube comment should fill that void/, hip hop raised me eversinse i was a young boy/ never had a father that came home,had a happy family once but now that time i gone/ life is a quest we cannot pause, so i keep on movein forwads towards my goals yet that destination is unknown all I know is that im leaving
Yo, Yo, I feel earth and heaven severed, With my mind ripped together from the tendons, I'm a co-dependent, not a co-defendant, Sometimes I'm writing hoping to find a reason as to why I'm always fighting, The sleek tiger goes higher, Ghost writer, gold miner, Silver plated china, Debated about it kinda, with the rhymes combust, But the trust isn't enough, isn't it? Your timidness will show up and take initiative, put you into thoughts which shot and spin inside of the darkness with the shark fins, Maybe it's the polar opposite of my confidence, feelin' kinda monopolist in this post apocalyptic fiction, I'm so sorry my lies and my blurry vision, I'm an ass wipe so you better pass right, Cause if you don't ask right, we may attract and magnetize, It leaves my eyes dry and hypnotized, when I realized my life is tied to yours, For a brighter cause, I'm inside of y'all, Drinkin' molotovs to solve half of my problems, comes from the fire springs from the bottom, This oasis which raised up, which raped us and then I rip up my paper, Pull out, slice my wrists with razors, tired of being the faker denominator, I look at you as a life saver, slice me in half like a light saber, Feelin' my nasal act up lookin' into yo' hazel eyes which cast up into mine, And it really takes some time, leaves me somewhat chastised like I been newly baptized, Remove all my sins into the common, where my heart is black and rotten, like we pickin' cotton, fuck all the college, You can tie me up in bondage, torture me until I'm honest, It's more to me if you pull out the rotary, give me a good seat in the cemetery, With the bluejays and the canary's during the gray days when kids can skip rope and eat candy, Tired of leaking panties, horny dogs like chimpanzees, not enough in the pantry, Do I gotta be a nanny, drinkin' off this brandy it's an off brand, With a slight hand of demand, go back to when I was drawing with crayons,
It started as a joke with my bros in the hallway, kicked out of class, so rhyming became my hobby, always was the shy dude, so when I would kick it, it made me feel fly dude, it made me feel different, I was awful with the ladies, but whenever i would kick it I noticed that the broads was all paying attention And people walking by would just stop and listen compliment me on my flows and tell me to keep spitting Swear hip hop was a drug that hit me faster than injection And when I was feeling lost, It always gave me direction Showed me the way that A nigga should be steppin And got this hardhead to open up and start confessing I wasn't in it for the cheese, it wasn't like a lottery Used to be a hip hop fan, who knew that I could be Conquering the beat, taking over like a colony never lied on the beat cuz i knew the worth of honesty not a lie in this verse yo I swear that shit solemnly I Just gave you everything that's bottled up inside of me And Now I'm free
I will ride on get my shine on n yo pray on till the break of dawn yo n crack a 😃 smile cause the Lord's wit me everyday here in this place of wickedness good Lord why
A rhyme addict in pain where it rains almost everyday here in my heart yo I gotta find a way to move strong yo leave the drugs n the booze alone n ride without yo n give it to Christ yo n move on with mine
Haters be mad because I gets blitz wit a beat n a rhyme yo bae bae I'm it yo all the above cause Im steady practicing it up all night wit beats steady thumping on my brains
Rhymes automatic from Brooklyn yo we at it giving you recipes all u need to vibe to get party the live yo its yo alive yo like yo Frankenstein n its a blessing no matter where im at i keep yo addressing my yo nature hip hop battle cat i lay em flat like the doninoe effect i give yo wreck to those who disrespect
Yo I had this girl and indeed she had me everything was happy always met her at three I could say whatever and she would listen One day I went missing Doing wicked stuff didn't think she mind I was wrong she was waiting all the time Years passed and I never changed She came to my house things I'll never be the same She loved me so much she had to leave me Never again would she ever believe me Lost gold in my street Taxco all for my colossal error it was terror
I can now yo rhyme get sht off my chest wanna be the best so I does my best to keep it in tune with the dope beats that rock neighbors call the cops cause they haters yup 👍 but I remain Kool u gotta know how to deal these fools
U can laugh all u want but I'm telling yo I got this dream inside n that I can't let go gonna make it happen so sick n tired being poor gonna make it come alive like a sky on the fourth of July
Rhymes yo many time i lay it down on beats like all damn week i go5 this in the bag n im ready yo to smoke it 2anna get phat yo money like snoop yo dog n give like shaq wassup wit that make phat stacks help out the kids get em yo kicks coney 8sland im coming back
Plenty of aspirations, think the beat ill lead you out of these streets imagination, think the heat that's coming out filled with sleaze im not caucasian, so i greet with only knowledge at ease im not a racist, on the brinks of hoping out of that beef we gone filet it,, had to spill my soul like its blood on the pages heres a passage for ya skull never closed like Bodega, a satchel full of dro thats the dope for ya lamons, stay lit...
On a mission to stay yo glistening till early break of dawn still not finish kid cause I like to jam on eat mcs for brunch cause they wickity wack a bunch stank haters get off my back cause they can't rap wtf is that wtf is that
Mos Def: “this thing we call rhymin’ ain’t different from coal minin, we both on assignment to unearth the diamond 💎 “....DAMN
This beat is too smooth. Much love on here. I had to write to this.
This beat is so tight. So hip hop, but smooth and mellow at the same time. I could spit to it or just listen to it chillin'. I wish I could bump it hard in the ride while cruisin' the Chi.
So what it’s been 10 years you got the freestyles locked in yet you riding round chi town bumping ?
I want this beat as my ringtone,Shit is timeless til end of time that's for sure
Still one of my favourite songs ... good music never dies
Automatic wit the flow feed em knowledge from within from the most high God yo need to travel away from sin
This needs a hour version or longer
I'm leaving, on the next plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me, like you know I'll never go
Even though you know I will
I'm a travelling man
Moving through places
Space and time
Got a lot of things I got to do
But God willing I'm coming back to you
My baby-boo
I'm a travelling man
Moving through places
Space and time
Gotta lotta things I got to do
But God willing I'm coming back to you
My baby-boo
I'm leaving
Well go'head and leave
The call heard around the world from the wives of MCs
These cats is paying more than half a pound
My garment bag'll snatch it down
Ain't got the skate, but we can probably run it back in town
Scenarios like this is tear jerkers
For the modern emcee, ie. the blue collar worker
Cause this thing called rhyming, no different from coal mining
We both on assignment, to unearth the diamond
When you start climbin', and them eyes start shinin'
You be struggling and striving
And they think you prime timing
Maintain and keep silent
Make note and observation
This confrontation
This is the daily operation
My concentration
Stay focused on my recitation
Bout to reach my destination
With no pause or hesitation
Baby make the preparation
Cause this ain't no recreation
This is pro-ball
And we lettin' you know y'all
At the show y'all
Doing this for doe y'all
Get the phone call
And I'm ready to blow y'all
Bout to go y'all
Been a pleasure to know y'all
And I'm lettin' you know that
I'm leaving, on a jet plane
I don't know if I'll be back again
Kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me, like you know I'll never go
Even though you know I will
I'm a travelling man
Moving through places
Space and time
Gotta lotta things I got to do
But Inshallah I'm coming back to you
My baby-boo
I'm a travelling man
Moving through places
Space and time
Got a lot of things I got to do
But Inshallah I'm coming back to you
My baby-boo
I'm leaving
But God willing I'll be back home
To drop these heavy ass bags up off my back bone
Around the world with a catalogue of rap songs
My baby girl is walking, been away for that long
But no you haven't well at least that's how it seem to me
My hometown is like a whole different scenery
The old timers on the stoop leaning leisurely
The new jacks up in the parks smoking greenery
Easily taken for granted when you up in it
But it's sweet scented, when you been down for a minute
Move around city limits, break 'em down with the vintage
The inovinin', classical b-boy image
Collect the winnings
Cause it the reason that we came here
This thing is not a game here
The fortune not the fame here
From New York to the Cackalacks
Cali and the Cadillacs
Chicago no we innovate
Infiltrate Virginia state
DC make me stimulate
Philly know we penetrate
Georgia make us generate
Let's set a date to get the papes
They celebrate to my jams in foreign lands
Even your mans in Japan know who I am
Minasan, like everybody out in Nippon
Say ichiban, may God have well where you're getting from
Phenomenon
Scuse me that's a phone call
It's a show y'all
Trying to get this doe y'all
Bout to blow y'all
Been a pleasure to know y'all
And I'm lettin' you know
I'm leaving, on a jet plane
I don't know if I'll be back again
Kiss me and smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me, like you know I'll never go
Even though you know I will
I'm a travelling man
Moving through places
Space and time
But Inshallah I'm coming back to you
My baby-boo
I'm a travelling man
Moving through places
Space and time
Got a lot of things I got to do
But God willing I'm coming back to you back to you
I'm leaving
I'll be back to you
I'm leaving
I'll be back to you
Need u more than anything right now my Lord
I bump heavily to this and this is coming from another producer. Good shit
i love this beat
im lettin my pensil rest/ as i take the keyboard to the test/
writing over the instrumental to the /best, /most def !
just airing my thougts, and sinse yall not present to my voice/
this youtube comment should fill that void/,
hip hop raised me eversinse i was a young boy/
never had a father that came home,had a happy family once but now that time i gone/
life is a quest we cannot pause, so i keep on movein forwads towards my goals
yet that destination is unknown all I know is that im leaving
Dope
Back at it keep eyes to the skies aim high n try to do good be the best I can I ain't perfect but I can see the light still shining
Stephen Howard got classics to your beats man
Get my mind right do what's right n just do it do it praise God all night long
Very cool !!! Now 2022
love this beat man...masterpiece no doubt.
Wanna yell out yo I love u can we take it back reminiss on days when we were young good Lord it was the best times ever
Awesome
Yo, Yo,
I feel earth and heaven severed,
With my mind ripped together from the tendons,
I'm a co-dependent, not a co-defendant,
Sometimes I'm writing hoping to find a reason as to why I'm always fighting,
The sleek tiger goes higher,
Ghost writer, gold miner,
Silver plated china,
Debated about it kinda, with the rhymes combust,
But the trust isn't enough, isn't it?
Your timidness will show up and take initiative, put you into thoughts which shot and spin inside of the darkness with the shark fins,
Maybe it's the polar opposite of my confidence, feelin' kinda monopolist in this post apocalyptic fiction,
I'm so sorry my lies and my blurry vision, I'm an ass wipe so you better pass right,
Cause if you don't ask right, we may attract and magnetize,
It leaves my eyes dry and hypnotized, when I realized my life is tied to yours,
For a brighter cause, I'm inside of y'all,
Drinkin' molotovs to solve half of my problems, comes from the fire springs from the bottom,
This oasis which raised up, which raped us and then I rip up my paper,
Pull out, slice my wrists with razors, tired of being the faker denominator,
I look at you as a life saver, slice me in half like a light saber,
Feelin' my nasal act up lookin' into yo' hazel eyes which cast up into mine,
And it really takes some time, leaves me somewhat chastised like I been newly baptized,
Remove all my sins into the common, where my heart is black and rotten, like we pickin' cotton, fuck all the college,
You can tie me up in bondage, torture me until I'm honest,
It's more to me if you pull out the rotary, give me a good seat in the cemetery,
With the bluejays and the canary's during the gray days when kids can skip rope and eat candy,
Tired of leaking panties, horny dogs like chimpanzees, not enough in the pantry,
Do I gotta be a nanny, drinkin' off this brandy it's an off brand,
With a slight hand of demand, go back to when I was drawing with crayons,
You're talented dawg
It started as a joke with my bros in the hallway,
kicked out of class, so rhyming became my hobby,
always was the shy dude, so when I would kick it, it made me feel fly dude, it made me feel different,
I was awful with the ladies,
but whenever i would kick it I noticed that the broads was all paying attention
And people walking by would just stop and listen
compliment me on my flows and tell me to keep spitting
Swear hip hop was a drug that hit me faster than injection
And when I was feeling lost, It always gave me direction
Showed me the way that A nigga should be steppin
And got this hardhead to open up and start confessing
I wasn't in it for the cheese, it wasn't like a lottery
Used to be a hip hop fan, who knew that I could be
Conquering the beat, taking over like a colony
never lied on the beat cuz i knew the worth of honesty
not a lie in this verse yo I swear that shit solemnly
I Just gave you everything that's bottled up inside of me
And Now I'm free
Word
Word up man.
Damn turn that shit in to a song bro
jan albert Not bad
Your the one I'm loving thru out
Highkey better than the original
Peace young king
My time here on this planet
This should definitely be an Adult Swim Bump.
Got the funk in one hand got a beat in the another put them together n what u get is automatic
I will ride on get my shine on n yo pray on till the break of dawn yo n crack a 😃 smile cause the Lord's wit me everyday here in this place of wickedness good Lord why
I can do so much with this, Lyrics, got the tone for adding scratching, Let me know.
My time to shine get it all across I got the vvibes going on
This is so awesome.
dope dude the once instrumental for this sound i found ty!
This sounds similar to Nujabes/Samurai Champloo, what song was it sampled from?
hell yeah
De dónde sale la batería?
where did you get the drum sample?
Automatic don't u panic got it up my sleeves like magic it's a must it's a need to succeed
Nice work man, thanks!!
Perfection
i like dis
A rhyme addict in pain where it rains almost everyday here in my heart yo I gotta find a way to move strong yo leave the drugs n the booze alone n ride without yo n give it to Christ yo n move on with mine
I love this beat, i wonder if you can give me permission to use it, obviously without profit purposes.
I love hip hop instrumentals,, when I get paid start doing my hip hop instrumentals again, this month has been an nightmare...
Nujabes would be proud.
Cameron had this sample on his first album
Thanks
Haters be mad because I gets blitz wit a beat n a rhyme yo bae bae I'm it yo all the above cause Im steady practicing it up all night wit beats steady thumping on my brains
I'm leavin I'm leaving this place moving on got something better in store
Rhymes automatic from Brooklyn yo we at it giving you recipes all u need to vibe to get party the live yo its yo alive yo like yo Frankenstein n its a blessing no matter where im at i keep yo addressing my yo nature hip hop battle cat i lay em flat like the doninoe effect i give yo wreck to those who disrespect
nice!
Samurai Champloo >-
Everyday here
Back to batcave yo make way I got a dope beat
s-s-s-s-samurai c-champloo type
the coolest- lupe fiasco acapella
I hear you.........
I'm leaving better believe it u wanna be deceiving let me down yo even
Samurai Champloo type of shit man.
ME ENCANTA!!!
Wanna get close wit u my dear so have no fear I be right here forever in the days of our lives we share we gon work it out
Can't see the download link! Anyone have this for a reupload??? The higher the quality the better! :)
Hey g what was the bpm to this
N space
On some sht I don't know bout them but for me I like to keep real
🔥🔥🔥🔥
Yo I had this girl and indeed she had me
everything was happy always met her at three
I could say whatever and she would listen
One day I went missing
Doing wicked stuff didn't think she mind
I was wrong she was waiting all the time
Years passed and I never changed
She came to my house things I'll never be the same
She loved me so much she had to leave me
Never again would she ever believe me
Lost gold in my street Taxco
all for my colossal
error it was terror
that changed - same line hit me
on numara von müziği türk rapçiler değerlendirin :)
Good Lord forgive me for my sins like getting high n getting 😠 angry wit the girl who lies all the time ain't a game people like that in these places
💙
look like Jun Seba xD
I can now yo rhyme get sht off my chest wanna be the best so I does my best to keep it in tune with the dope beats that rock neighbors call the cops cause they haters yup 👍 but I remain Kool u gotta know how to deal these fools
U can laugh all u want but I'm telling yo I got this dream inside n that I can't let go gonna make it happen so sick n tired being poor gonna make it come alive like a sky on the fourth of July
Rhymes yo many time i lay it down on beats like all damn week i go5 this in the bag n im ready yo to smoke it 2anna get phat yo money like snoop yo dog n give like shaq wassup wit that make phat stacks help out the kids get em yo kicks coney 8sland im coming back
dammm :)
Plenty of aspirations, think the beat ill lead you out of these streets imagination, think the heat that's coming out filled with sleaze im not caucasian, so i greet with only knowledge at ease im not a racist, on the brinks of hoping out of that beef we gone filet it,, had to spill my soul like its blood on the pages heres a passage for ya skull never closed like Bodega, a satchel full of dro thats the dope for ya lamons, stay lit...
PLEASE AD THE HOOK ON HERE! PLEASE
quien necesita droga si tienes esto
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On a mission to stay yo glistening till early break of dawn still not finish kid cause I like to jam on eat mcs for brunch cause they wickity wack a bunch stank haters get off my back cause they can't rap wtf is that wtf is that
I listen to this think about my girl 😞
What happened?