Now that I'm back to producing, I decided to release an album with my favorite beats from over the years! Check it out on Spotify here: open.spotify.com/album/6XDW4qzBcSSyYIeuEDN5D2
How I imagine the scene. A young man sits in a single jail cell with one old officer sitting at the other side of the bars. There is nothing that stands out in this small room apart from an old record player which sits on the officer's side of the room, out of the reach of the prisoner. The old man enters the room and looks for which vinyl he wants to play today, he pulls out an old Frank Sinatra record and places it on the player. The two men, sitting idly as the song pours into the room like small grains of sand from an hourglass. The sound passes the bars and enters the prisoner's side. The mix of these two individual styles which can easily be separated but at the same time can match so well together. I think that image in my head perfectly matches not just because of the styles but also because of the generational gap between them both. In that regard I wish more music videos were like that.
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She's clutching the purse to her chest, looking depressed Not a single day goes by without her being stressed Told me how it wasn't easy She couldn't even rest Her road to getting rich Was a troubled conquest Her parents always told her that she shouldn't mess around Hangin down town Caught up with the wrong crowd Now she's facing the biggest problem of her life Her warm neck felt the edge Of the cold knife With just one slice She freed her spirit from her body Not a single person blinked Not a single soul was sorry That's the life of the mislead Get too desperate and you're dead Live you're life crystal clean And don't fall into debt
The lights dim on the side of the bridge one click an I'm subscribed to this,I'm in love with this,so many written to this,you could witness it if if I spit to it,
I don't usually do this buuuuuut, fuck it. Yo, check it. They call me um, they call me... Call me- Call me a real head turner, mind boggling anomaly don't you step any further! Get any closer and I might just burn ya, with all this acidic raps Walking down the aisle handing out the whooping of ass Asses out actually, shouldve tested your limits,known your capacity Sorry, I forgot the silver platter but a napkin is more suitable cause ya brain I fucking splattered! Fuck being lyrical, dont say Im spiritual, and I aint a fucking miralce Cause these lyrics I spit can self-sufficiently slit a wrist Tie a noose around a neck, anchored by body and kick Didnt mean to share that visual, but when you see like me everythings critical Down to the minimal, you dont understand the principal My bones were soaked in this mineral which is why Im your principle's principle Oh lets take it to the streets you say!? Where niggas busting glocks and where the gangbangers stay!? Bitch. You wouldnt even be able to catch the shit I spray My words the bullets, my mouth the AK Youre a watchdog, a damn prairie, gonna have to do better than that if you tryna scare me Let me depict an obscene dream, the one you hate to see this is one of your nightmares, such awful imagery It was at my concert and your boys were feelin it! A little more than they should, but they knew I was killin it You felt it too but decided to start grillin it Little did you know that you would need hospital provisions Call me the white coat so Im in your doctor prescriptions...
My brother got 23. Sympathy goes to my nieces. It's like it just hit me. My heart broken into pieces. He never meant any harm man he is such a mama's boy. Got in trouble with his charm, he was always such a drama boy. Wrong place, wrong time. Long wait, long line Just to smell the air of freedom -stay up- and keep a strong mind. Prayer never did shit, so I'll keep you in my thoughts. I can't physically hug you, so I'll see you in my thoughts.
This has got to be one of the most coldest beats I've heard on here... Mad props to you... Is this beat for sale/lease...? I'm definitely interested in using this beat for one of my mixtapes... Get at me bro...
make me wanna pick up the pen n start writin,start fightin,kind of ish that im likin,got my head bouncin n bobbin,smoke an ounce then im robbin,this beat for me no1 hop in,ya sick wit the choppin,Orville Redenbacher this ish poppin,
Rip apart timelines until I get the best one, psych, which is which one, and who is human? Visualzie my room AND my eye balls, from tall calls to trolleys I take em, in this whirld-round vions-in-stories-sure-I'll-take'em.
Freewrite - Sit back as I tell a story. No fake climax or impending glory. Just true tales, a kid who's seen a few thrills but always just wanted peace. A quiet Sunday afternoon screams woke me from sleep.
did i forget to mention my life is such a blessin nothin got me stressin i aint fake out here flexin but i aint the one to mess wit lyrically you know i am talented smoking weed to balance it but everybody fall off don't matter if you think you good or not. the realness comes from the heart so that's where you should start don't rap about the money or bein a star cuz that wont get you far. think real deep into the words you speak i aint sayin that you gotta preach but believe in each other in every single way cherish all your homies every single day cuz you never know when they'll be taken away for your life sake every night pray cuz god will get you through it dont belive me get on your knees n do it he'll help you n i'll prove it aint bullshit with is miracle influence
Ill sit and have a cigar While I chill in my car I look up to the night sky Makes it hard to believe Im gonna die I wish I could reach up and fly Ever so high I guess the old man was right I got myself into a bad state of mind I guess its wrong to lie And make widows cry And look up to the same sky As I Man, I aint actually sorry Because, its all part of my written story That we could call life Uh, mine wasnt normal, never got a wife Only got into strife I wasnt a sublime guy I was the crime guy Thought I was real fly But now, as I remember I see the old girl ember So slim and slender But, I had to end her My only friend of a different gender Uh, now I only feel pain and despair Breathe into the midnight air Still with my old Mafioso flair
Dear mama, I know you hated marijuana. Since age 13, I started smoking weed. Met a older kid who got me into gateway lead. I remember the first hit, I got to admit, shit was so wildddd I thought I was gonna run a mile. One, two, three smoke blow through my nose, you already know that's how you smoke. Couple seconds later, I stared at up the sky. With my eyes so wide. This bowl got me so high. Looking around dazed and confused, shit made me feel like I'm getting used to. Ever since then I found a homie smoking bleaz. Grind it up, crush it up, cuz we're smoking that Moon rock and we're gonna hit the boom dock. Haha, I remember couldn't cease over thc, chemical mixed mind got me crazy. I smoke you out like little snoopy. That last hits gonna make you sleepy. Hey mr. Weed greedy. Are you calling me? Yeah. I have an fatal addiction problem here. Yeah... I couldnt stop since sophomore. It started heavy going up junior. Hey ms Jane. I cant leave you anymore . Please turn me a classic toon. Because if I can't leave you, you have to leave me. Baby, for many years I've been stuck in your fantasy, you've been playing me. Now Imma be slaying out in this street. Selling sacks to kid. Feels bad about what I did. I had no intention but the money. My bestfriend think I'm money hungry. Bitch you are right but you sound little drunky. Go home tonight, let's hope tomorrow to be free. Worrying about getting chase my police. Hoping these people from street is deceased. All these motherfucking haters got me big. Dear mama, I know you hated marijuana. That's why I met a girl name Donna, looked like a Rihanna, who couldn't stop resist my banana. Nanananananana smoking b-o-n-g got me feeling Groovy. My ladies are be getting nudie. Were gonna celebrate this last 420
broke as a joke n smokin' floatin' in commotion of broken emotion while youre boastin' n damn ya words are potent chokin' in a revolvin' door of hope that closin' and I'm loathin for you honestly just not to be jokin' eyes burnin my head turnin like a table now to learn your concern was lies and a guy more financially stable , scratches from the paws from broads got me droppin my jaw had me stuck with broken luck like fuck what did I cause? dodgin' my emotions as if shes oblivious the way she cover n smother me with her bitterness the way she stress me out, like I need some cigarettes the way shes acting hideous, is a bit ridiculous so tell me was disagreement , your achievement you've been seeming way more happy now that you been givin me the silent treatment with hope inflamed, I can cope with most of the games but now nothing feels remotely close to the same (written by) -Mateo
laid back real chill, with b-real knowing this shits the real deal. blunt smoke through the air givin me a good feel. good vibe knowing this paranoia will take me to the other side. im high, no lie, i mightve gotten enough mary jane in my system to die. flyin over the clouds even the stars dont seem that far from this part of the sky. my thoughts drift in and out, marriage to this game has been disenvowed, but still confdent knowing that im still well endowed.
what ever happened to the good old days between me and you you used to be so cool and now look at you you running around hear like you don't know the rules sh*t we used to have so much fun now look at what you've become [To be continued]
did you have a part in the biggie frank mash up album? this was my fav instrumental from that album. all it's missing is 'a day......in the life...of a-fool...'
i got a lot of friends and buddys that have lost their lives/ id give anything to be in battle with them at their demise/ i just hope these cries will diminish as i finish the rhyme/ im not spitting to get famous, just to pay tribute to the divine/ i see the shine from the sun and the rays from above, praying to one day defend those lives lost with words and not a gun. is it fun, it aint no call of duty and thats the truth/ i live to extend life, im living proof.
Shit is hella hard in this life that we living, Gotta stay strapped in the hood that your sittin, Only make it out if you spit like charles dickens, So i keep that 9-5 im on the grind, Its all in time said its all in your mind, The box that you stuck in your soul confined, Take a light to my spliff and release my mind, Ask why, Cause the evils overtaking the good, Niggas always lookin like i wish you would, Come and take my life man i wish you could,
every single day is just a new reason to fade away into dark corners of my room you wont be seeing me soon ill need a lot of time to clear my mind and be away from you its no news you make my blood boil you make me want to poor a pot of hot oil all over you in your sleep you wake up screaming with sering stinging it wont stop bleeding and the last thing youll be seeing as youre fleeting is me with a smile on my face cause now i know im finally free.
Now that I'm back to producing, I decided to release an album with my favorite beats from over the years! Check it out on Spotify here: open.spotify.com/album/6XDW4qzBcSSyYIeuEDN5D2
i leased this beat years ago how come i get the download again?
How much do your beats cost
How I imagine the scene.
A young man sits in a single jail cell with one old officer sitting at the other side of the bars. There is nothing that stands out in this small room apart from an old record player which sits on the officer's side of the room, out of the reach of the prisoner. The old man enters the room and looks for which vinyl he wants to play today, he pulls out an old Frank Sinatra record and places it on the player. The two men, sitting idly as the song pours into the room like small grains of sand from an hourglass. The sound passes the bars and enters the prisoner's side.
The mix of these two individual styles which can easily be separated but at the same time can match so well together. I think that image in my head perfectly matches not just because of the styles but also because of the generational gap between them both. In that regard I wish more music videos were like that.
Wow.
57Royston Like i can't even imagine anything for this anymore... I can envision this whole story.... Its actually really well thought out.
ROY57ON i like what u said makes a lot of sense.This cab relate to old school and new schoo both.
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This beat just paints the picture of just walking in New York, Christmas, warmth. Love it
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Dope beats yo! Holla at me Tone
+TheOfficialTone if i lease i can use on a free EP?
this beat is so underrated you deserve a lot of credit.
THE BEST INSTRUMENTAL EVER!
I love the pic too! That is so smooth with the beat. It almost puts me on that bridge walking with a cup of coffee. lol
Man somebody play a trumpet to this beat.its gonna be sick.love this and seriously i'd listen to this anytime any day.
This sounds so chill
She's clutching the purse to her chest, looking depressed
Not a single day goes by without her being stressed
Told me how it wasn't easy
She couldn't even rest
Her road to getting rich
Was a troubled conquest
Her parents always told her that she shouldn't mess around
Hangin down town
Caught up with the wrong crowd
Now she's facing the biggest problem of her life
Her warm neck felt the edge
Of the cold knife
With just one slice
She freed her spirit from her body
Not a single person blinked
Not a single soul was sorry
That's the life of the mislead
Get too desperate and you're dead
Live you're life crystal clean
And don't fall into debt
church
This beat is just awesome man.. I already wrote a verse to this. It's chill.. and just the lyrics would be about life and problems.. awesome beat!
The lights dim on the side of the bridge one click an I'm subscribed to this,I'm in love with this,so many written to this,you could witness it if if I spit to it,
Quiet nights and quiet stars is the frank Sinatra song.... Nice...
yung skooby dang dude... why so negative? He's just appreciating the beat...
TheInfinityfan L....M.....A.....O
TheInfinityfan
Lot of people are like that online pretty sad
*****
Yeah... :l
I don't usually do this buuuuuut, fuck it.
Yo, check it.
They call me um, they call me... Call me-
Call me a real head turner, mind boggling anomaly don't you step any further!
Get any closer and I might just burn ya, with all this acidic raps
Walking down the aisle handing out the whooping of ass
Asses out actually, shouldve tested your limits,known your capacity
Sorry, I forgot the silver platter but a napkin is more suitable cause ya brain I fucking splattered!
Fuck being lyrical, dont say Im spiritual, and I aint a fucking miralce
Cause these lyrics I spit can self-sufficiently slit a wrist
Tie a noose around a neck, anchored by body and kick
Didnt mean to share that visual, but when you see like me everythings critical
Down to the minimal, you dont understand the principal
My bones were soaked in this mineral which is why Im your principle's principle
Oh lets take it to the streets you say!?
Where niggas busting glocks and where the gangbangers stay!?
Bitch. You wouldnt even be able to catch the shit I spray
My words the bullets, my mouth the AK
Youre a watchdog, a damn prairie, gonna have to do better than that if you tryna scare me
Let me depict an obscene dream, the one you hate to see
this is one of your nightmares, such awful imagery
It was at my concert and your boys were feelin it!
A little more than they should, but they knew I was killin it
You felt it too but decided to start grillin it
Little did you know that you would need hospital provisions
Call me the white coat so Im in your doctor prescriptions...
This is beautiful.
The greatest musician in the universe
I appreciate the love that You show me, When I was down & U was wit me gettin no sleep,
This beat. Trust me, just light 1 and enjoy. Bless up
Honestly this is an sick ass relaxing beat. I would fucking love to her more of your work.
this is so dope and so peaceful
Immortal Technique would rip this shit up
+1000mustangs the exact feel i had with this song
Yeah
I freaking love these type of beats...Like seriously i heard a lot of your beats and you're amazing :D
This is a radio-ready track man!!!
Awesome
It's amazing man.
Oh shit! heard this sample on a foreign beggars interlude from like 2005, dopeeeeeeeeeee
This is hot my dude! Nice work!
yeah man it's very nice beat !!! big up
My brother got 23.
Sympathy goes to my nieces.
It's like it just hit me.
My heart broken into pieces.
He never meant any harm man he is such a mama's boy.
Got in trouble with his charm, he was always such a drama boy.
Wrong place, wrong time.
Long wait, long line
Just to smell the air of freedom -stay up- and keep a strong mind.
Prayer never did shit, so I'll keep you in my thoughts.
I can't physically hug you, so I'll see you in my thoughts.
Wow, what a beat! thanks for sharing!
loving this beat bro.
By the way smooth beat bro this is what I live to hear!!
This has got to be one of the most coldest beats I've heard on here... Mad props to you... Is this beat for sale/lease...? I'm definitely interested in using this beat for one of my mixtapes... Get at me bro...
woow this is good i have been wanting to make a frank sinatra beat but never got around to it props man!
I LOVE THIS!!! Beautiful!!!!
This is so great, I can't fucking describe it. I can't even....fuck...Just amazing.
This is to smoothe man i love it
This is my soul music. :O
SOMEONE SHOW THIS TO LOGIC!!!!
Ik right so chill
MemeRetro your trash.
I can't respect logic after 1-800
@@natefroggy3626 how that song is about mental illness smh
Yeah, he's only rapped over 1 Sinatra sampled beat before, he should do more
ITS HARD MAN ! ! ! DOPE SHIT ! ! BEST PRODUCER EVER ! :)))))
Used this for promo will give you credit when I upload it love your work bro hope we can work together officially soon
make me wanna pick up the pen n start writin,start fightin,kind of ish that im likin,got my head bouncin n bobbin,smoke an ounce then im robbin,this beat for me no1 hop in,ya sick wit the choppin,Orville Redenbacher this ish poppin,
Dope!
Sweet!
the best of the best
You will my friend...I am saving up to do so. I didn't know I'd get 5 likes and a response for what I wrote...But I will..Just cuz of that....
Woww...greatness
Got no words for this..
i'm gonna make this beat into a classic song already have the idea and everything for it
Did you do it?
Thanks for this.
This. More of this.
Rip apart timelines until I get the best one,
psych,
which is which one,
and who is human?
Visualzie my room AND my eye balls,
from tall calls to trolleys I take em,
in this whirld-round vions-in-stories-sure-I'll-take'em.
This is essentially G-Eazy's "Sad Boy"
Bryson Tiller would kill this beat 👌🏼
Freewrite - Sit back as I tell a story. No fake climax or impending glory. Just true tales, a kid who's seen a few thrills but always just wanted peace. A quiet Sunday afternoon screams woke me from sleep.
did i forget to mention my life is such a blessin nothin got me stressin i aint fake out here flexin but i aint the one to mess wit lyrically you know i am talented smoking weed to balance it but everybody fall off don't matter if you think you good or not. the realness comes from the heart so that's where you should start don't rap about the money or bein a star cuz that wont get you far. think real deep into the words you speak i aint sayin that you gotta preach but believe in each other in every single way cherish all your homies every single day cuz you never know when they'll be taken away for your life sake every night pray cuz god will get you through it dont belive me get on your knees n do it he'll help you n i'll prove it aint bullshit with is miracle influence
love it
sup bro mad beat man! just wondering if i could use this beat? all cred goes to you for beat? i dont sell my musik, its just a hobby
Yes!!! I dig this beat just like the one u sent to noodles.. Very smooth! Promo use?
Good job
yo I love this beat I want this beat so bad I have the perfect song for it is there anyway I can download this beat onetone
Oz stunnin ont the beat hear the flut it made me want to sing
how does one get their hands on samples like this. i’ve been looking for isolated 50 and 60s jazz songs like this (just piano riff no voice).
Ill sit and have a cigar
While I chill in my car
I look up to the night sky
Makes it hard to believe Im gonna die
I wish I could reach up and fly
Ever so high
I guess the old man was right
I got myself into a bad state of mind
I guess its wrong to lie
And make widows cry
And look up to the same sky
As I
Man, I aint actually sorry
Because, its all part of my written story
That we could call life
Uh, mine wasnt normal, never got a wife
Only got into strife
I wasnt a sublime guy
I was the crime guy
Thought I was real fly
But now, as I remember
I see the old girl ember
So slim and slender
But, I had to end her
My only friend of a different gender
Uh, now I only feel pain and despair
Breathe into the midnight air
Still with my old Mafioso flair
Smooth verse
Doodoo
Happy Herbs that makes no sense
Trash
MUY BUEN BEAT C; LO USARÉ
cool brow
Dear mama, I know you hated marijuana. Since age 13, I started smoking weed.
Met a older kid who got me into gateway lead.
I remember the first hit,
I got to admit, shit was so wildddd
I thought I was gonna run a mile.
One, two, three smoke blow through my nose, you already know that's how you smoke.
Couple seconds later, I stared at up the sky. With my eyes so wide. This bowl got me so high.
Looking around dazed and confused, shit made me feel like I'm getting used to.
Ever since then I found a homie smoking bleaz.
Grind it up, crush it up, cuz we're smoking that Moon rock and we're gonna hit the boom dock.
Haha, I remember couldn't cease over thc, chemical mixed mind got me crazy.
I smoke you out like little snoopy.
That last hits gonna make you sleepy.
Hey mr. Weed greedy. Are you calling me? Yeah. I have an fatal addiction problem here. Yeah... I couldnt stop since sophomore. It started heavy going up junior.
Hey ms Jane. I cant leave you anymore . Please turn me a classic toon.
Because if I can't leave you, you have to leave me.
Baby, for many years I've been stuck in your fantasy, you've been playing me.
Now Imma be slaying out in this street.
Selling sacks to kid. Feels bad about what I did. I had no intention but the money. My bestfriend think I'm money hungry. Bitch you are right but you sound little drunky.
Go home tonight, let's hope tomorrow to be free.
Worrying about getting chase my police.
Hoping these people from street is deceased.
All these motherfucking haters got me big.
Dear mama, I know you hated marijuana. That's why I met a girl name Donna, looked like a Rihanna, who couldn't stop resist my banana.
Nanananananana smoking b-o-n-g got me feeling Groovy. My ladies are be getting nudie. Were gonna celebrate this last 420
broke as a joke n smokin'
floatin' in commotion of broken emotion
while youre boastin' n damn ya words are potent
chokin' in a revolvin' door of hope that closin'
and I'm loathin for you honestly just not to be jokin'
eyes burnin my head turnin like a table now to learn your concern was lies and a guy more financially stable ,
scratches from the paws from broads got me droppin my jaw had me stuck with broken luck like fuck what did I cause?
dodgin' my emotions as if shes oblivious
the way she cover n smother me with her bitterness
the way she stress me out, like I need some cigarettes
the way shes acting hideous, is a bit ridiculous
so tell me was disagreement , your achievement
you've been seeming way more happy now that you been givin me the silent treatment
with hope inflamed, I can cope with most of the games
but now nothing feels remotely close to the same
(written by)
-Mateo
I think its "a day in the life of a fool" could be wrong but im pretty sure
New Subscriber for Life. Encore!
Great song ....
Beautiful :D
the beat is perfect though, needs a volume raise
Trickshot ep with this ;)
nice man, not being rude, can i see this in a vid response i would like to hear it aloud. :) sounded good and had a poetic rhythmic feel
laid back real chill, with b-real knowing this shits the real deal. blunt smoke through the air givin me a good feel. good vibe knowing this paranoia will take me to the other side. im high, no lie, i mightve gotten enough mary jane in my system to die. flyin over the clouds even the stars dont seem that far from this part of the sky. my thoughts drift in and out, marriage to this game has been disenvowed, but still confdent knowing that im still well endowed.
HOT BEAT!!! IS THIS UP FOR SALE OR SOLD ALREADY??
biggie smalls - everyday struggle
what ever happened to the good old days between me and you you used to be so cool and now look at you you running around hear like you don't know the rules sh*t we used to have so much fun now look at what you've become [To be continued]
nice
I need this yo for gentleman album
bro.. wanna ask you about this beat.. can i use it for non-profit mixtape?. i give u a credit :)
This is dope !!! Ima lace it real quick G n I’ll drip the link 💯🥁🎹🥊
i feel like Young M.A. can kill this beat 💯
D'Andre Williams naw shes wack
It's fucking awesome
Soo wheres Frank ?
The song samples a Frank Sinatra song: "A Day In The Life Of A Fool"
hi brotha, i can use this beat for a song? thanks in advance :)
Godfather - Copo Cheio
did you have a part in the biggie frank mash up album? this was my fav instrumental from that album. all it's missing is 'a day......in the life...of a-fool...'
2021 here
Hi everybody, WHat's the original song of Frank Sinatra Mixed, i don't know the tittle... Can you help me ? See you
so if i purchase a lease to use this for non profit I'm assuming you actually have all legal rights to use the sample?? cuz i love this beat
Sisi !
How do u know hes gonna say yes lol
i got a lot of friends and buddys that have lost their lives/ id give anything to be in battle with them at their demise/ i just hope these cries will diminish as i finish the rhyme/ im not spitting to get famous, just to pay tribute to the divine/ i see the shine from the sun and the rays from above, praying to one day defend those lives lost with words and not a gun. is it fun, it aint no call of duty and thats the truth/ i live to extend life, im living proof.
Shit is hella hard in this life that we living,
Gotta stay strapped in the hood that your sittin,
Only make it out if you spit like charles dickens,
So i keep that 9-5 im on the grind,
Its all in time said its all in your mind,
The box that you stuck in your soul confined,
Take a light to my spliff and release my mind,
Ask why,
Cause the evils overtaking the good,
Niggas always lookin like i wish you would,
Come and take my life man i wish you could,
supeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerb
I could a make a movie for this or even a video
Look up biggie smalls a day in the life of a fool. Biggie goes hard on this beat
every single day is just a new reason to fade away into dark corners of my room you wont be seeing me soon ill need a lot of time to clear my mind and be away from you its no news you make my blood boil you make me want to poor a pot of hot oil all over you in your sleep you wake up screaming with sering stinging it wont stop bleeding and the last thing youll be seeing as youre fleeting is me with a smile on my face cause now i know im finally free.
Oshhhh Da En La Herida