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Back in the Days
[CEV3019 - 1] -
1
- 1'55
- La Fine Equipe
- Letras [...] Vocal Hip-hop. Soulful. Bass synth & decisive beat. BPM 91.
- urbano, rap, actual, actitud, cantado en Inglés [...]
Título : Back in the DaysReferencia : CEV3019 - 1Compositor(es): OogoAuthor(s) : Parks, DarylLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Hype HopInterpretado por : La Fine EquipeEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz EditeurISRC : FRZPA0900570
BACK IN THE DAY
Lyrics by Mattic Parks
Music by Oogo
(Chorus)
Back in the days
Back in the days
Back in the days
(repeat)
Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore, but some days I sit and wish I was a rubix cube
Small minded nigga's always be talking.
He had to go overseas to do his walking.
Fuck y'all I hope you live to do his walking.
for hating on success your bullshit is often.
You think you know me from a style that change
Like climax's that we living this life time is strange.
Edit profile, safe mode will rearrange like the groups that I done been in
Where do I begin?
Katskillz was III
Natural soul build with my brother, then we add Madwreck to form the Others.
Started great, but late we got off of the page, so i Took the stage instead of turning to rage.
Almost quit this shit, the diabolic flip, heading to the palace of Prime in Southtropolis.
Popodapolis, the father of Asha's gift was the best thing I done in my life so bust this.
Ever been to the store and brought a rubix cube?
I compare myself to that shit dude.
When you try to figure me out, the color's which squares
level's raise like metal gear, open and beware.
It's like you straining your vein
Attaching to brains
To put it down man you can't play these games.
What up cuz-o
I manifesto
Turn in to slick-co
Asshole, rude, crude, figure the rubix cube.
(Chorus)
Back in the days
Back in the days
Back in the days
Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore…
Back in the days
urbano, rap, actual, actitud, cantado en Inglés, hip-hop, paisaje urbano, catchy, beat making, sample, cantante (masculino), confiado, Estados Unidos de América, publicidad, vocal, 1990, 2000, corista femenina, groovy, percusión electrónica, moda, relajado, vida cotidiana, indolente, rítmica, laid-back, 1980, infancia (letras), caminando, medio, serie contemporánea, sintetizador, versión principal
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Back in the Days
[CEV3019 - 2] - 0
- 1'58
- La Fine Equipe
- Laid back & smart instrumental hip-hop with female voice. BPM 91
- beat making, hip-hop, 2000, bucle, moda [...]
Título : Back in the DaysReferencia : CEV3019 - 2Compositor(es): Oogo - Parks, DarylLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Hype HopInterpretado por : La Fine EquipeEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz EditeurISRC : FRZPA0900575
BACK IN THE DAY
Lyrics by Mattic Parks
Music by Oogo
(Chorus)
Back in the days
Back in the days
Back in the days
(repeat)
Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore, but some days I sit and wish I was a rubix cube
Small minded nigga's always be talking.
He had to go overseas to do his walking.
Fuck y'all I hope you live to do his walking.
for hating on success your bullshit is often.
You think you know me from a style that change
Like climax's that we living this life time is strange.
Edit profile, safe mode will rearrange like the groups that I done been in
Where do I begin?
Katskillz was III
Natural soul build with my brother, then we add Madwreck to form the Others.
Started great, but late we got off of the page, so i Took the stage instead of turning to rage.
Almost quit this shit, the diabolic flip, heading to the palace of Prime in Southtropolis.
Popodapolis, the father of Asha's gift was the best thing I done in my life so bust this.
Ever been to the store and brought a rubix cube?
I compare myself to that shit dude.
When you try to figure me out, the color's which squares
level's raise like metal gear, open and beware.
It's like you straining your vein
Attaching to brains
To put it down man you can't play these games.
What up cuz-o
I manifesto
Turn in to slick-co
Asshole, rude, crude, figure the rubix cube.
(Chorus)
Back in the days
Back in the days
Back in the days
Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore…
Back in the days
beat making, hip-hop, 2000, bucle, moda, serie contemporánea, underscore, urbano, laid-back, corista femenina, con clase, confiado, Estados Unidos de América, groovy, 1990, nocturno, relajado, sensual, vida cotidiana, de ensueño, rítmica, arte contemporáneo, cíclico, instrumental, caminando, medio, programación, traveling, versión alternativa, vocal
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The Big Night
[CEZ4366 - 13] - 0
- 2'48
- Yann Kesz
- Boom bap / beat making. Uplifting, panoramic & voluptuous. Sample, synth, fx reverb & rhythm.
- boom bap, paisaje urbano, beat making, pesado, urbano [...]
Título : The Big NightReferencia : CEZ4366 - 13Compositor(es): Pasquin, YannisLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Boom-Bap Hip-HopInterpretado por : Yann KeszEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur
BACK IN THE DAY
Lyrics by Mattic Parks
Music by Oogo
(Chorus)
Back in the days
Back in the days
Back in the days
(repeat)
Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore, but some days I sit and wish I was a rubix cube
Small minded nigga's always be talking.
He had to go overseas to do his walking.
Fuck y'all I hope you live to do his walking.
for hating on success your bullshit is often.
You think you know me from a style that change
Like climax's that we living this life time is strange.
Edit profile, safe mode will rearrange like the groups that I done been in
Where do I begin?
Katskillz was III
Natural soul build with my brother, then we add Madwreck to form the Others.
Started great, but late we got off of the page, so i Took the stage instead of turning to rage.
Almost quit this shit, the diabolic flip, heading to the palace of Prime in Southtropolis.
Popodapolis, the father of Asha's gift was the best thing I done in my life so bust this.
Ever been to the store and brought a rubix cube?
I compare myself to that shit dude.
When you try to figure me out, the color's which squares
level's raise like metal gear, open and beware.
It's like you straining your vein
Attaching to brains
To put it down man you can't play these games.
What up cuz-o
I manifesto
Turn in to slick-co
Asshole, rude, crude, figure the rubix cube.
(Chorus)
Back in the days
Back in the days
Back in the days
Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore…
Back in the days
boom bap, paisaje urbano, beat making, pesado, urbano, actual, arty, catchy, percusiva, exaltado, groovy, determinado, brioso, moda, sample, marcato, animado, rítmica, deporte de deslizamiento, bucle, confiado, obstinado, traveling, panorámico, percusión electrónica, underscore, introducción, rítmico, bajo eléctrico, guitarra eléctrica distorsión , old school, instrumental, medio, versión principal
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Set It Straight
[CEZ4366 - 5] - 0
- 2'39
- Le Parasite
- Boom bap / beat making. Clumsy, bouncy & mocking. Synth, samples & rhythm.
- boom bap, beat making, irónico & travieso, paisaje urbano, torpe [...]
Título : Set It StraightReferencia : CEZ4366 - 5Compositor(es): Leblanc, DavidLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Boom-Bap Hip-HopInterpretado por : Le ParasiteEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur
BACK IN THE DAY
Lyrics by Mattic Parks
Music by Oogo
(Chorus)
Back in the days
Back in the days
Back in the days
(repeat)
Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore, but some days I sit and wish I was a rubix cube
Small minded nigga's always be talking.
He had to go overseas to do his walking.
Fuck y'all I hope you live to do his walking.
for hating on success your bullshit is often.
You think you know me from a style that change
Like climax's that we living this life time is strange.
Edit profile, safe mode will rearrange like the groups that I done been in
Where do I begin?
Katskillz was III
Natural soul build with my brother, then we add Madwreck to form the Others.
Started great, but late we got off of the page, so i Took the stage instead of turning to rage.
Almost quit this shit, the diabolic flip, heading to the palace of Prime in Southtropolis.
Popodapolis, the father of Asha's gift was the best thing I done in my life so bust this.
Ever been to the store and brought a rubix cube?
I compare myself to that shit dude.
When you try to figure me out, the color's which squares
level's raise like metal gear, open and beware.
It's like you straining your vein
Attaching to brains
To put it down man you can't play these games.
What up cuz-o
I manifesto
Turn in to slick-co
Asshole, rude, crude, figure the rubix cube.
(Chorus)
Back in the days
Back in the days
Back in the days
Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore…
Back in the days
boom bap, beat making, irónico & travieso, paisaje urbano, torpe, música de circo, televisión diurna, urbano, catchy, percusiva, publicidad, rítmica, divertido, actitud, constante, groovy, nuevo circo, percusión electrónica, bloopers, animado, excéntrico, pesado, obstinado, sintetizador, underscore, mecánico, cine retro, instrumental, lento, medio, versión principal
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Lazy Sunday
[CEZ4365 - 11] - 0
- 3'28
- Tismé
- Beat making / experimental hip hop / lounge music. Heavy, catchy & groovy. Synth, bass & rhythm.
- urbano, beat making, paisaje urbano, abstract hip-hop, groovy [...]
Título : Lazy SundayReferencia : CEZ4365 - 11Compositor(es): Diallo, AbrahamLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Experimental Hip-HopInterpretado por : TisméEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur
BACK IN THE DAY
Lyrics by Mattic Parks
Music by Oogo
(Chorus)
Back in the days
Back in the days
Back in the days
(repeat)
Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore, but some days I sit and wish I was a rubix cube
Small minded nigga's always be talking.
He had to go overseas to do his walking.
Fuck y'all I hope you live to do his walking.
for hating on success your bullshit is often.
You think you know me from a style that change
Like climax's that we living this life time is strange.
Edit profile, safe mode will rearrange like the groups that I done been in
Where do I begin?
Katskillz was III
Natural soul build with my brother, then we add Madwreck to form the Others.
Started great, but late we got off of the page, so i Took the stage instead of turning to rage.
Almost quit this shit, the diabolic flip, heading to the palace of Prime in Southtropolis.
Popodapolis, the father of Asha's gift was the best thing I done in my life so bust this.
Ever been to the store and brought a rubix cube?
I compare myself to that shit dude.
When you try to figure me out, the color's which squares
level's raise like metal gear, open and beware.
It's like you straining your vein
Attaching to brains
To put it down man you can't play these games.
What up cuz-o
I manifesto
Turn in to slick-co
Asshole, rude, crude, figure the rubix cube.
(Chorus)
Back in the days
Back in the days
Back in the days
Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore…
Back in the days
urbano, beat making, paisaje urbano, abstract hip-hop, groovy, pesado, relajado, actual, arty, actitud, catchy, percusiva, confiado, moda, nocturno, sintetizador, underscore, bajo eléctrico, percusión electrónica, rítmica, atmosférica, investigación, lounge music, actividades nocturnas, con clase, 1990, bucle, constante, drama social, introducción, programación, 2000, instrumental, medio, versión principal
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Cool in the Afternoon
[MAG6043 - 4] - 0
- 2'38
- Blanka
- Lofi Hip-Hop / Beat to study / relax to. Beatmaking / loop / Hip-hop bed. Positive, suggested for daily [...]
- beat making, urbano, confiado, lofi hip hop, underscore [...]
Título : Cool in the AfternoonReferencia : MAG6043 - 4Compositor(es): Luvisi, PascalLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Blanka - Lofi Hip-HopInterpretado por : BlankaEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur - Nowadays Records
BACK IN THE DAY
Lyrics by Mattic Parks
Music by Oogo
(Chorus)
Back in the days
Back in the days
Back in the days
(repeat)
Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore, but some days I sit and wish I was a rubix cube
Small minded nigga's always be talking.
He had to go overseas to do his walking.
Fuck y'all I hope you live to do his walking.
for hating on success your bullshit is often.
You think you know me from a style that change
Like climax's that we living this life time is strange.
Edit profile, safe mode will rearrange like the groups that I done been in
Where do I begin?
Katskillz was III
Natural soul build with my brother, then we add Madwreck to form the Others.
Started great, but late we got off of the page, so i Took the stage instead of turning to rage.
Almost quit this shit, the diabolic flip, heading to the palace of Prime in Southtropolis.
Popodapolis, the father of Asha's gift was the best thing I done in my life so bust this.
Ever been to the store and brought a rubix cube?
I compare myself to that shit dude.
When you try to figure me out, the color's which squares
level's raise like metal gear, open and beware.
It's like you straining your vein
Attaching to brains
To put it down man you can't play these games.
What up cuz-o
I manifesto
Turn in to slick-co
Asshole, rude, crude, figure the rubix cube.
(Chorus)
Back in the days
Back in the days
Back in the days
Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore…
Back in the days
beat making, urbano, confiado, lofi hip hop, underscore, vida cotidiana, actual, calmado, cíclico, despreocupado, paciente, paisaje urbano, arty, atmosférica, balanceo, indolente, orgánica - electro, relajado, bucle, break beat, fx vinilo, nocturno, percusión electrónica, catchy, con clase, piano acústico, de ensueño, rítmica, sample, apacible, fx filtro , sección de metales, fx parásitos , instrumental, lento, versión principal
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Shine a Light
[CEZ4366 - 10] - 0
- 3'15
- Blanka
- Boom bap / beat making. Sparkling, organic & determined. Synth & rhythm.
- boom bap, beat making, urbano, catchy, luminoso [...]
Título : Shine a LightReferencia : CEZ4366 - 10Compositor(es): Luvisi, PascalLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Boom-Bap Hip-HopInterpretado por : BlankaEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur
BACK IN THE DAY
Lyrics by Mattic Parks
Music by Oogo
(Chorus)
Back in the days
Back in the days
Back in the days
(repeat)
Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore, but some days I sit and wish I was a rubix cube
Small minded nigga's always be talking.
He had to go overseas to do his walking.
Fuck y'all I hope you live to do his walking.
for hating on success your bullshit is often.
You think you know me from a style that change
Like climax's that we living this life time is strange.
Edit profile, safe mode will rearrange like the groups that I done been in
Where do I begin?
Katskillz was III
Natural soul build with my brother, then we add Madwreck to form the Others.
Started great, but late we got off of the page, so i Took the stage instead of turning to rage.
Almost quit this shit, the diabolic flip, heading to the palace of Prime in Southtropolis.
Popodapolis, the father of Asha's gift was the best thing I done in my life so bust this.
Ever been to the store and brought a rubix cube?
I compare myself to that shit dude.
When you try to figure me out, the color's which squares
level's raise like metal gear, open and beware.
It's like you straining your vein
Attaching to brains
To put it down man you can't play these games.
What up cuz-o
I manifesto
Turn in to slick-co
Asshole, rude, crude, figure the rubix cube.
(Chorus)
Back in the days
Back in the days
Back in the days
Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore…
Back in the days
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Week In Week Out
[CEZ4366 - 14] - 0
- 2'58
- Le Parasite
- Boom bap / beat making. Catchy, clapping & confident. Guitar loop, bass, samples & rhythm.
- boom bap, catchy, beat making, paisaje urbano, urbano [...]
Título : Week In Week OutReferencia : CEZ4366 - 14Compositor(es): Leblanc, DavidLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Boom-Bap Hip-HopInterpretado por : Le ParasiteEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur
BACK IN THE DAY
Lyrics by Mattic Parks
Music by Oogo
(Chorus)
Back in the days
Back in the days
Back in the days
(repeat)
Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore, but some days I sit and wish I was a rubix cube
Small minded nigga's always be talking.
He had to go overseas to do his walking.
Fuck y'all I hope you live to do his walking.
for hating on success your bullshit is often.
You think you know me from a style that change
Like climax's that we living this life time is strange.
Edit profile, safe mode will rearrange like the groups that I done been in
Where do I begin?
Katskillz was III
Natural soul build with my brother, then we add Madwreck to form the Others.
Started great, but late we got off of the page, so i Took the stage instead of turning to rage.
Almost quit this shit, the diabolic flip, heading to the palace of Prime in Southtropolis.
Popodapolis, the father of Asha's gift was the best thing I done in my life so bust this.
Ever been to the store and brought a rubix cube?
I compare myself to that shit dude.
When you try to figure me out, the color's which squares
level's raise like metal gear, open and beware.
It's like you straining your vein
Attaching to brains
To put it down man you can't play these games.
What up cuz-o
I manifesto
Turn in to slick-co
Asshole, rude, crude, figure the rubix cube.
(Chorus)
Back in the days
Back in the days
Back in the days
Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore…
Back in the days
boom bap, catchy, beat making, paisaje urbano, urbano, animado, actitud, pesado, marcato, arty, confiado, determinado, percusiva, publicidad, bucle, constante, groovy, percusión electrónica, actual, bajo eléctrico, rítmica, 2000, gimmick, guitarra eléctrica, rítmico, sintetizador, traveling, underscore, introducción, vida cotidiana, instrumental, medio, versión principal
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Ghost Music
[CEV3019 - 15] -
1
- 3'38
- La Fine Equipe
- Letras [...] Hip-hop. Wonky music. Video games fx. Male vocal. BPM 92.
- rap, 2000, actual, hip-hop, urbano [...]
Título : Ghost MusicReferencia : CEV3019 - 15Compositor(es): Chomsk'Author(s) : Bambach, Benjamin - Parks, Daryl - Schindler, MaikLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Hype HopInterpretado por : La Fine EquipeEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz EditeurISRC : FRZPA0900560
GHOST MUSIC
Lyrics by Mattic, Green T, F.P
Beat by Chomsky
(Chorus)
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music
Hey it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music
The like…
Ah hell now did I miss it?
before you step on the stage your whole show is defeated.
I'm trying to leave a ghost impression on your T.V screen
when you you pause the game to long, I heard your song.
Whole album that's cool, but when I make my rule
My medulla's like pole vaulter's
A high choose
Your best tracks, friend can help.
In the end all you doing is just talking to yourself.
And the crowd the only clap
cause they don't want no playback.
A universal word describes you as whack.
While I sit up in the shadow's sharp like a dagger.
The power that I create from the hood sleepy hollow.
Beauty right in front of your eyes like blooming daffodils
or the vines on my arms, ink that I reveal.
Had a dream Ice Cube went back to kill at will.
Death Certificate host, America's most.
Watch of the poison in sirenges kept in frozen usage.
The stage or the living room I abuse it
Wax allowed it so I be that ball up in Ken's hands
Energy my man let me help you understand
How you got to X a man on the stage
Think they got cha
They think the got cha
Leave a Ghost impression, on the crowd
When they watch you
When they watch ya
How you got to X a man on the stage
Think they got cha
they think the got cha
Leave a Ghost impression, on the crowd
When they watch you
When they watch ya
Music pause people
(repeat)
Music make's think
(repeat)
Music make'em think
Man you got make them think!!
MUSIC MAKE THEM DANCE
rap, 2000, actual, hip-hop, urbano, 1990, beat making, rítmico, break beat, canción y temas, cantado en Inglés, cantante (masculino), Estados Unidos de América, orgulloso, percusión electrónica, robótico, vocal, determinado, animado, sintetizador, juego de acción, pesado, caminando, nocturno, rítmica, entrecortado, sample, película de acción, groovy, vídeo juego, metálica, música (letras), rápido, versión principal, vida cotidiana
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Ghost Music
[CEV3019 - 16] - 0
- 1'47
- La Fine Equipe
- Instrumental Hip-hop. Wonky music. Video game fx. BPM 92.
- beat making, vídeo juego, robótico, hip-hop, entrecortado [...]
Título : Ghost MusicReferencia : CEV3019 - 16Compositor(es): Bambach, Benjamin - Chomsk' - Parks, Daryl - Schindler, MaikLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Hype HopInterpretado por : La Fine EquipeEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz EditeurISRC : FRZPA0900565
GHOST MUSIC
Lyrics by Mattic, Green T, F.P
Beat by Chomsky
(Chorus)
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music
Hey it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music
The like…
Ah hell now did I miss it?
before you step on the stage your whole show is defeated.
I'm trying to leave a ghost impression on your T.V screen
when you you pause the game to long, I heard your song.
Whole album that's cool, but when I make my rule
My medulla's like pole vaulter's
A high choose
Your best tracks, friend can help.
In the end all you doing is just talking to yourself.
And the crowd the only clap
cause they don't want no playback.
A universal word describes you as whack.
While I sit up in the shadow's sharp like a dagger.
The power that I create from the hood sleepy hollow.
Beauty right in front of your eyes like blooming daffodils
or the vines on my arms, ink that I reveal.
Had a dream Ice Cube went back to kill at will.
Death Certificate host, America's most.
Watch of the poison in sirenges kept in frozen usage.
The stage or the living room I abuse it
Wax allowed it so I be that ball up in Ken's hands
Energy my man let me help you understand
How you got to X a man on the stage
Think they got cha
They think the got cha
Leave a Ghost impression, on the crowd
When they watch you
When they watch ya
How you got to X a man on the stage
Think they got cha
they think the got cha
Leave a Ghost impression, on the crowd
When they watch you
When they watch ya
Music pause people
(repeat)
Music make's think
(repeat)
Music make'em think
Man you got make them think!!
MUSIC MAKE THEM DANCE
beat making, vídeo juego, robótico, hip-hop, entrecortado, 1990, 2000, agresivo y violento, torpe, sintetizador, urbano, 1980, bloopers, película de acción, rítmico, break beat, juego de acción, percusiva, riguroso, rítmica, underscore, ruidosa, infancia, errante, insidioso, instrumental, obstinado, rápido, versión alternativa, vocal
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Walking on Clouds
[CEZ4409 - 3] - 0
- 2'59
- Tigerz
- Hip-Hop bed / Hip-Hop loop / beatmaking. Chill, luminous & airy. Suggested for drones & traveling. [...]
- chill trap, aérea, paisaje urbano, de ensueño, urbano [...]
Título : Walking on CloudsReferencia : CEZ4409 - 3Compositor(es): Jousselin, GuillaumeLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Hip-Hop BedsInterpretado por : TigerzEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur
GHOST MUSIC
Lyrics by Mattic, Green T, F.P
Beat by Chomsky
(Chorus)
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music
Hey it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music
The like…
Ah hell now did I miss it?
before you step on the stage your whole show is defeated.
I'm trying to leave a ghost impression on your T.V screen
when you you pause the game to long, I heard your song.
Whole album that's cool, but when I make my rule
My medulla's like pole vaulter's
A high choose
Your best tracks, friend can help.
In the end all you doing is just talking to yourself.
And the crowd the only clap
cause they don't want no playback.
A universal word describes you as whack.
While I sit up in the shadow's sharp like a dagger.
The power that I create from the hood sleepy hollow.
Beauty right in front of your eyes like blooming daffodils
or the vines on my arms, ink that I reveal.
Had a dream Ice Cube went back to kill at will.
Death Certificate host, America's most.
Watch of the poison in sirenges kept in frozen usage.
The stage or the living room I abuse it
Wax allowed it so I be that ball up in Ken's hands
Energy my man let me help you understand
How you got to X a man on the stage
Think they got cha
They think the got cha
Leave a Ghost impression, on the crowd
When they watch you
When they watch ya
How you got to X a man on the stage
Think they got cha
they think the got cha
Leave a Ghost impression, on the crowd
When they watch you
When they watch ya
Music pause people
(repeat)
Music make's think
(repeat)
Music make'em think
Man you got make them think!!
MUSIC MAKE THEM DANCE
chill trap, aérea, paisaje urbano, de ensueño, urbano, hipnótico, melancólico, beat making, cíclico, triste, arty, catchy, con clase, pesado, percusión electrónica, atormentado, underscore, luminoso, nocturno, orgánica - electro, relajado, sample, slow motion, sintetizador, traveling, cloud rap, confiado, rítmica, atmosférica, cuerdas, introducción, panorámico, drama social, sensual, bucle, instrumental, lento, caminando, versión principal, voz masculina sampleada, voz pitcheada
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Slum It
[CEZ4366 - 1] - 0
- 3'03
- Yann Kesz
- Boom bap / beat making. Catchy, atmospheric & hypnotic. Break @ 0'41. pitched voices @ 0'53 & 2'08. [...]
- boom bap, paisaje urbano, beat making, catchy, urbano [...]
Título : Slum ItReferencia : CEZ4366 - 1Compositor(es): Pasquin, YannisLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Boom-Bap Hip-HopInterpretado por : Yann KeszEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur
GHOST MUSIC
Lyrics by Mattic, Green T, F.P
Beat by Chomsky
(Chorus)
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music
Hey it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music
The like…
Ah hell now did I miss it?
before you step on the stage your whole show is defeated.
I'm trying to leave a ghost impression on your T.V screen
when you you pause the game to long, I heard your song.
Whole album that's cool, but when I make my rule
My medulla's like pole vaulter's
A high choose
Your best tracks, friend can help.
In the end all you doing is just talking to yourself.
And the crowd the only clap
cause they don't want no playback.
A universal word describes you as whack.
While I sit up in the shadow's sharp like a dagger.
The power that I create from the hood sleepy hollow.
Beauty right in front of your eyes like blooming daffodils
or the vines on my arms, ink that I reveal.
Had a dream Ice Cube went back to kill at will.
Death Certificate host, America's most.
Watch of the poison in sirenges kept in frozen usage.
The stage or the living room I abuse it
Wax allowed it so I be that ball up in Ken's hands
Energy my man let me help you understand
How you got to X a man on the stage
Think they got cha
They think the got cha
Leave a Ghost impression, on the crowd
When they watch you
When they watch ya
How you got to X a man on the stage
Think they got cha
they think the got cha
Leave a Ghost impression, on the crowd
When they watch you
When they watch ya
Music pause people
(repeat)
Music make's think
(repeat)
Music make'em think
Man you got make them think!!
MUSIC MAKE THEM DANCE
boom bap, paisaje urbano, beat making, catchy, urbano, arty, hipnótico, pesado, percusión electrónica, percusiva, publicidad, cíclico, determinado, groovy, moda, de ensueño, marcato, confiado, animado, sintetizador, traveling, underscore, introducción, bucle, melancólico, voz pitcheada, rítmica, atmosférica, instrumental, medio, versión principal
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A Casual Friday
[CEZ4366 - 3] - 0
- 2'45
- Blanka
- Beat making / boom bap. Haunting, floating & arty. Pitched voices with fx filter, synth & rhythm.
- beat making, boom bap, urbano, arty, paisaje urbano [...]
Título : A Casual FridayReferencia : CEZ4366 - 3Compositor(es): Luvisi, PascalLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Boom-Bap Hip-HopInterpretado por : BlankaEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur
GHOST MUSIC
Lyrics by Mattic, Green T, F.P
Beat by Chomsky
(Chorus)
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music
Hey it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music
The like…
Ah hell now did I miss it?
before you step on the stage your whole show is defeated.
I'm trying to leave a ghost impression on your T.V screen
when you you pause the game to long, I heard your song.
Whole album that's cool, but when I make my rule
My medulla's like pole vaulter's
A high choose
Your best tracks, friend can help.
In the end all you doing is just talking to yourself.
And the crowd the only clap
cause they don't want no playback.
A universal word describes you as whack.
While I sit up in the shadow's sharp like a dagger.
The power that I create from the hood sleepy hollow.
Beauty right in front of your eyes like blooming daffodils
or the vines on my arms, ink that I reveal.
Had a dream Ice Cube went back to kill at will.
Death Certificate host, America's most.
Watch of the poison in sirenges kept in frozen usage.
The stage or the living room I abuse it
Wax allowed it so I be that ball up in Ken's hands
Energy my man let me help you understand
How you got to X a man on the stage
Think they got cha
They think the got cha
Leave a Ghost impression, on the crowd
When they watch you
When they watch ya
How you got to X a man on the stage
Think they got cha
they think the got cha
Leave a Ghost impression, on the crowd
When they watch you
When they watch ya
Music pause people
(repeat)
Music make's think
(repeat)
Music make'em think
Man you got make them think!!
MUSIC MAKE THEM DANCE
beat making, boom bap, urbano, arty, paisaje urbano, en suspenso, interrogativo, groovy, investigación, nocturno, obstinado, paciente, voz pitcheada, drama social, hipnótico, percusión electrónica, relajado, rítmica, sintetizador, insidioso, percusiva, underscore, fx filtro , errante, programación, instrumental, medio, versión principal
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Bombay Hyperloop
[CEZ4366 - 11] - 0
- 4'01
- G. Bonson
- Big beat / beat making. Urgent, relentless & hypnotic. Synth & rhythm.
- big beat, paisaje urbano, urgente, beat making, obstinado [...]
Título : Bombay HyperloopReferencia : CEZ4366 - 11Compositor(es): Alves, Jérémy - Besse, StephenLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Boom-Bap Hip-HopInterpretado por : G. BonsonEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur
GHOST MUSIC
Lyrics by Mattic, Green T, F.P
Beat by Chomsky
(Chorus)
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music
Hey it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music
The like…
Ah hell now did I miss it?
before you step on the stage your whole show is defeated.
I'm trying to leave a ghost impression on your T.V screen
when you you pause the game to long, I heard your song.
Whole album that's cool, but when I make my rule
My medulla's like pole vaulter's
A high choose
Your best tracks, friend can help.
In the end all you doing is just talking to yourself.
And the crowd the only clap
cause they don't want no playback.
A universal word describes you as whack.
While I sit up in the shadow's sharp like a dagger.
The power that I create from the hood sleepy hollow.
Beauty right in front of your eyes like blooming daffodils
or the vines on my arms, ink that I reveal.
Had a dream Ice Cube went back to kill at will.
Death Certificate host, America's most.
Watch of the poison in sirenges kept in frozen usage.
The stage or the living room I abuse it
Wax allowed it so I be that ball up in Ken's hands
Energy my man let me help you understand
How you got to X a man on the stage
Think they got cha
They think the got cha
Leave a Ghost impression, on the crowd
When they watch you
When they watch ya
How you got to X a man on the stage
Think they got cha
they think the got cha
Leave a Ghost impression, on the crowd
When they watch you
When they watch ya
Music pause people
(repeat)
Music make's think
(repeat)
Music make'em think
Man you got make them think!!
MUSIC MAKE THEM DANCE
big beat, paisaje urbano, urgente, beat making, obstinado, persecución, 2000, catchy, determinado, deportes mecánicos, urbano, animado, hipnótico, percusiva, India, percusión electrónica, rítmico, marcato, sintetizador, rítmica, publicidad, deporte en equipo, underscore, groovy, televisión diurna, instrumental, rápido, versión principal
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Beat in a Box
[CEZ4365 - 9] - 0
- 3'26
- Tismé
- Beat making / experimental hip hop. Dreamy, confident & arty. Break @ 1'04. Humming voices loops with [...]
- beat making, catchy, abstract hip-hop, hipnótico, actual [...]
Título : Beat in a BoxReferencia : CEZ4365 - 9Compositor(es): Diallo, AbrahamLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Experimental Hip-HopInterpretado por : TisméEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur
GHOST MUSIC
Lyrics by Mattic, Green T, F.P
Beat by Chomsky
(Chorus)
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music
Hey it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music
The like…
Ah hell now did I miss it?
before you step on the stage your whole show is defeated.
I'm trying to leave a ghost impression on your T.V screen
when you you pause the game to long, I heard your song.
Whole album that's cool, but when I make my rule
My medulla's like pole vaulter's
A high choose
Your best tracks, friend can help.
In the end all you doing is just talking to yourself.
And the crowd the only clap
cause they don't want no playback.
A universal word describes you as whack.
While I sit up in the shadow's sharp like a dagger.
The power that I create from the hood sleepy hollow.
Beauty right in front of your eyes like blooming daffodils
or the vines on my arms, ink that I reveal.
Had a dream Ice Cube went back to kill at will.
Death Certificate host, America's most.
Watch of the poison in sirenges kept in frozen usage.
The stage or the living room I abuse it
Wax allowed it so I be that ball up in Ken's hands
Energy my man let me help you understand
How you got to X a man on the stage
Think they got cha
They think the got cha
Leave a Ghost impression, on the crowd
When they watch you
When they watch ya
How you got to X a man on the stage
Think they got cha
they think the got cha
Leave a Ghost impression, on the crowd
When they watch you
When they watch ya
Music pause people
(repeat)
Music make's think
(repeat)
Music make'em think
Man you got make them think!!
MUSIC MAKE THEM DANCE
beat making, catchy, abstract hip-hop, hipnótico, actual, arty, moda, paisaje urbano, húmeda, urbano, beatbox, confiado, publicidad, underscore, animado, gimmick, obstinado, voz femenina sampleada, bucle, personas, percusiva, de ensueño, riguroso, voz masculina sampleada, rítmica, Asia, constante, fuente, instrumental, lento, versión principal
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Let it Flow
[MAG6015 - 8] - 0
- 2'46
- Powell
- Old school hiphop / beatmaking. Cosy & jazzy. Fender Rhodes, bass & rhythm. Fx vinyl.
- old school, paisaje urbano, urbano, beat making, catchy [...]
Título : Let it FlowReferencia : MAG6015 - 8Compositor(es): Devilliers, StevenLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Powell - MiscellaneousInterpretado por : PowellEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur - Nowadays RecordsISRC : FRZPA1615190
GHOST MUSIC
Lyrics by Mattic, Green T, F.P
Beat by Chomsky
(Chorus)
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music
Hey it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music
The like…
Ah hell now did I miss it?
before you step on the stage your whole show is defeated.
I'm trying to leave a ghost impression on your T.V screen
when you you pause the game to long, I heard your song.
Whole album that's cool, but when I make my rule
My medulla's like pole vaulter's
A high choose
Your best tracks, friend can help.
In the end all you doing is just talking to yourself.
And the crowd the only clap
cause they don't want no playback.
A universal word describes you as whack.
While I sit up in the shadow's sharp like a dagger.
The power that I create from the hood sleepy hollow.
Beauty right in front of your eyes like blooming daffodils
or the vines on my arms, ink that I reveal.
Had a dream Ice Cube went back to kill at will.
Death Certificate host, America's most.
Watch of the poison in sirenges kept in frozen usage.
The stage or the living room I abuse it
Wax allowed it so I be that ball up in Ken's hands
Energy my man let me help you understand
How you got to X a man on the stage
Think they got cha
They think the got cha
Leave a Ghost impression, on the crowd
When they watch you
When they watch ya
How you got to X a man on the stage
Think they got cha
they think the got cha
Leave a Ghost impression, on the crowd
When they watch you
When they watch ya
Music pause people
(repeat)
Music make's think
(repeat)
Music make'em think
Man you got make them think!!
MUSIC MAKE THEM DANCE
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The Hokey Pokey
[CEV3019 - 3] -
1
- 2'22
- La Fine Equipe
- Letras [...] Acid & swingy Bossa/Hip-hop. male vocal. BPM 98.
- hip-hop, urbano, cantado en Inglés, rap, 2000 [...]
Título : The Hokey PokeyReferencia : CEV3019 - 3Compositor(es): OogoAuthor(s) : Parks, DarylLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Hype HopInterpretado por : La Fine EquipeEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz EditeurISRC : FRZPA0900520
THE HOKEY POKEY
Lyrics by Mattic Parks, Music by Oogo
(Chorus)
You do the hokey poky and turn yourself around
That's what it's all about. (repeat)
Ladies, money, and clothes.
Vehicles, how you rob people, and hoe's.
Guest appearances to make your album hot right?
I love so and so, but most don't even write.
Trap star, hood star, drinks at the bar.
I love Red Letter Blue
Mark and Tom play the guitar, and tav kill it on the drums
but everybody's cool with following acting dumb.
Ego's and local Mc's that don't get it.
I can't help you, need to help yourself it fells better kid.
Time on my side and I spit the planet sound.
See me like Discovery Place, open with the sound.
Held like a shotgun holder in Guatamala
with a vest that protects his chest,
saliva swallow and it's hotter then a flesh wound caused by bullets hollow,
how i make it when Im building my model
building a sorrow with a hope.
Dope how I insert the music
I choose it, different from the next like sex
out of the birds nest, comes one with the image.
Majors all alone the shit is all finish.
So I take it off exploring the more like a producer that's digging inside of a record store.
Throw rocks at the body shock kid.
Man he drowned trying to do what I did.
For the love of women tall and the smell
I ain't J-Live, I do got a story to tell about
(Chorus)
How you
Put your left foot in
You take it on out
Put your left foot in
and you twist it, and you shake it all about
Now
You put your right foot in
take your right foot out
Put your right foot in
and you shake it, shake it, you shake it all around.
You do the Hokey Poky and you turn yourself around
That's how we all fall down to the sound
To the sound nigga
To the sound
To the sound
So gather round
Who
Who got it that
You shake it an you shake and you shake it all around
(repeat)
You do the Hokey Poky and you turn yourself around
That's what it's all about
I said that's what it's all about
That's what it's all about
Shake it
Shake it Shake it all around
(repeat)
hip-hop, urbano, cantado en Inglés, rap, 2000, actual, Estados Unidos de América, cantante (masculino), moda, vida cotidiana, vocal, 1990, beat making, corista femenina, confiado, bailable, animado, percusión electrónica, rítmica, exótico, festivo, determinado, flauta traversa, groovy, serie contemporánea, discotecas, jazzy, urgente, versión principal
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The Hokey Pokey
[CEV3019 - 4] - 0
- 2'20
- La Fine Equipe
- Up & jazzy instrumental Bossa/Hip-hop. Female voice & flute. BPM 98.
- beat making, feliz y contento, urbano, hip-hop, con clase [...]
Título : The Hokey PokeyReferencia : CEV3019 - 4Compositor(es): Oogo - Parks, DarylLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Hype HopInterpretado por : La Fine EquipeEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz EditeurISRC : FRZPA0900525
THE HOKEY POKEY
Lyrics by Mattic Parks, Music by Oogo
(Chorus)
You do the hokey poky and turn yourself around
That's what it's all about. (repeat)
Ladies, money, and clothes.
Vehicles, how you rob people, and hoe's.
Guest appearances to make your album hot right?
I love so and so, but most don't even write.
Trap star, hood star, drinks at the bar.
I love Red Letter Blue
Mark and Tom play the guitar, and tav kill it on the drums
but everybody's cool with following acting dumb.
Ego's and local Mc's that don't get it.
I can't help you, need to help yourself it fells better kid.
Time on my side and I spit the planet sound.
See me like Discovery Place, open with the sound.
Held like a shotgun holder in Guatamala
with a vest that protects his chest,
saliva swallow and it's hotter then a flesh wound caused by bullets hollow,
how i make it when Im building my model
building a sorrow with a hope.
Dope how I insert the music
I choose it, different from the next like sex
out of the birds nest, comes one with the image.
Majors all alone the shit is all finish.
So I take it off exploring the more like a producer that's digging inside of a record store.
Throw rocks at the body shock kid.
Man he drowned trying to do what I did.
For the love of women tall and the smell
I ain't J-Live, I do got a story to tell about
(Chorus)
How you
Put your left foot in
You take it on out
Put your left foot in
and you twist it, and you shake it all about
Now
You put your right foot in
take your right foot out
Put your right foot in
and you shake it, shake it, you shake it all around.
You do the Hokey Poky and you turn yourself around
That's how we all fall down to the sound
To the sound nigga
To the sound
To the sound
So gather round
Who
Who got it that
You shake it an you shake and you shake it all around
(repeat)
You do the Hokey Poky and you turn yourself around
That's what it's all about
I said that's what it's all about
That's what it's all about
Shake it
Shake it Shake it all around
(repeat)
beat making, feliz y contento, urbano, hip-hop, con clase, comedia romántica, moda, 2000, corista femenina, confiado, animado, flauta, rítmica, underscore, vida cotidiana, cocina & decoración, bailable, retenido, sensual, 1990, Estados Unidos de América, exótico, irónico & travieso, saltado, América Central, América del Sur, catchy, groovy, instrumental, jazzy, latin jazz, piano acústico, rítmico, entrecortado, versión alternativa, vocal
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Catching Some Sun
[CEZ4367 - 4] - 0
- 2'06
- Rémo
- Abstract hip-hop / beat making. Relax, arty & dreamy. Synth & rhythm.
- abstract hip-hop, actual, arty, paisaje urbano, beat making [...]
Título : Catching Some SunReferencia : CEZ4367 - 4Compositor(es): Lavialle, RémiLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Abstract Hip-HopInterpretado por : RémoEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur
THE HOKEY POKEY
Lyrics by Mattic Parks, Music by Oogo
(Chorus)
You do the hokey poky and turn yourself around
That's what it's all about. (repeat)
Ladies, money, and clothes.
Vehicles, how you rob people, and hoe's.
Guest appearances to make your album hot right?
I love so and so, but most don't even write.
Trap star, hood star, drinks at the bar.
I love Red Letter Blue
Mark and Tom play the guitar, and tav kill it on the drums
but everybody's cool with following acting dumb.
Ego's and local Mc's that don't get it.
I can't help you, need to help yourself it fells better kid.
Time on my side and I spit the planet sound.
See me like Discovery Place, open with the sound.
Held like a shotgun holder in Guatamala
with a vest that protects his chest,
saliva swallow and it's hotter then a flesh wound caused by bullets hollow,
how i make it when Im building my model
building a sorrow with a hope.
Dope how I insert the music
I choose it, different from the next like sex
out of the birds nest, comes one with the image.
Majors all alone the shit is all finish.
So I take it off exploring the more like a producer that's digging inside of a record store.
Throw rocks at the body shock kid.
Man he drowned trying to do what I did.
For the love of women tall and the smell
I ain't J-Live, I do got a story to tell about
(Chorus)
How you
Put your left foot in
You take it on out
Put your left foot in
and you twist it, and you shake it all about
Now
You put your right foot in
take your right foot out
Put your right foot in
and you shake it, shake it, you shake it all around.
You do the Hokey Poky and you turn yourself around
That's how we all fall down to the sound
To the sound nigga
To the sound
To the sound
So gather round
Who
Who got it that
You shake it an you shake and you shake it all around
(repeat)
You do the Hokey Poky and you turn yourself around
That's what it's all about
I said that's what it's all about
That's what it's all about
Shake it
Shake it Shake it all around
(repeat)
abstract hip-hop, actual, arty, paisaje urbano, beat making, publicidad, relajado, catchy, sintetizador, urbano, confiado, orgánica - electro, percusión electrónica, deporte de deslizamiento, de ensueño, rítmica, underscore, atmosférica, luminoso, nocturno, introducción, sensual, instrumental, lento, versión principal
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10 Seconds
[CEV3019 - 5] -
1
- 2'27
- La Fine Equipe
- Letras [...] Bewitching & native Hip-hop. Male vocal & ethnic percussion. BPM 100.
- rap, cantado en Inglés, actual, urbano, 2000 [...]
Título : 10 SecondsReferencia : CEV3019 - 5Compositor(es): Chomsk'Author(s) : Parks, DarylLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Hype HopInterpretado por : La Fine EquipeEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz EditeurISRC : FRZPA0900510
10 seconds
Lyrics by Mattic Parks Music by Chomsk'
(Chorus)
6 seconds
5 seconds
4 seconds
Mr. Mat your on
3 seconds
2 seconds
1 second
Mr. Mat your on
It's like heat from the sunlight,
I squeeze the tight life out of you, and got you smiling to
So What it do ?
Relay the verses right back to you
so you act a fool
The up with cool, down with school.
Has a list of line of waiters full of haters
some rock timberland, some rock with gators
Some all natural, but still get their power pulled
Reconnection is beautiful thing the mind rule.
Duel with this expertise mic handle,
out of order generating dudes be lighting candles.
Just to catch a swift win now you in the dark,
I heard some nigga's waiting for that ass in the parking lot.
So what's the wrong route, escape death I doubt it
They after you
Only seconds
Mattic's after you
Only seconds
Mattic's after you
It takes seconds
Mattic's after you
To make a track
Yo Mr. Fantastic is after you
That's the way of the world
Day tripper, your song I skip to the next one because I can't take it no more
This is classic encounters
Consider the source down to earth til it explodes and bust like grapes.
And out of shape fat people other words obesity.
To get along with everyone, no you history.
You shitting me or can you just not see ?
In this life time I mastered the art in my ability.
The originality, exalted and compassionate
The expediter
Restored to mentor
When I the television on I witness all the gluttony.
But if I talk about it nigga's just mute the,
focus of my sanity, body and soul
love and weather, fall apart and build back together.
My spirit box's has got a black man's waltz with three little words,
I love you
At all cost
My people whose the boss and do you pay the cost ?
Yo check it out now, witness the floss because,
I'm about to make another record, and you van hit in about 10 seconds cause…
(chorus)
10 seconds
9 seconds
8 seconds
Mr. Mat your on
7 seconds
6 seconds
5 seconds
Mr. Mat your on
4 seconds
3 seconds
2 seconds
Mr. Mat your on
1 second
1 second
No seconds
Mr. Mat your on
On on on
Mr. Mat your on
(repeat)
rap, cantado en Inglés, actual, urbano, 2000, beat making, hip-hop, vocal, cantante (masculino), confiado, moda, percusión electrónica, Estados Unidos de América, caminando, nocturno, serie contemporánea, vida cotidiana, rítmica, acústico, África, arte contemporáneo, balanceo, catchy, errante, orgulloso, película de acción, pesado, medio, música (letras), versión principal
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10 Seconds
[CEV3019 - 6] - 0
- 2'18
- La Fine Equipe
- Instrumental ethnic Hip-hop. Percussion, flute & male voice. BPM 100.
- underscore, hip-hop, 2000, beat making, con clase [...]
Título : 10 SecondsReferencia : CEV3019 - 6Compositor(es): Chomsk' - Parks, DarylLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Hype HopInterpretado por : La Fine EquipeEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz EditeurISRC : FRZPA0900515
10 seconds
Lyrics by Mattic Parks Music by Chomsk'
(Chorus)
6 seconds
5 seconds
4 seconds
Mr. Mat your on
3 seconds
2 seconds
1 second
Mr. Mat your on
It's like heat from the sunlight,
I squeeze the tight life out of you, and got you smiling to
So What it do ?
Relay the verses right back to you
so you act a fool
The up with cool, down with school.
Has a list of line of waiters full of haters
some rock timberland, some rock with gators
Some all natural, but still get their power pulled
Reconnection is beautiful thing the mind rule.
Duel with this expertise mic handle,
out of order generating dudes be lighting candles.
Just to catch a swift win now you in the dark,
I heard some nigga's waiting for that ass in the parking lot.
So what's the wrong route, escape death I doubt it
They after you
Only seconds
Mattic's after you
Only seconds
Mattic's after you
It takes seconds
Mattic's after you
To make a track
Yo Mr. Fantastic is after you
That's the way of the world
Day tripper, your song I skip to the next one because I can't take it no more
This is classic encounters
Consider the source down to earth til it explodes and bust like grapes.
And out of shape fat people other words obesity.
To get along with everyone, no you history.
You shitting me or can you just not see ?
In this life time I mastered the art in my ability.
The originality, exalted and compassionate
The expediter
Restored to mentor
When I the television on I witness all the gluttony.
But if I talk about it nigga's just mute the,
focus of my sanity, body and soul
love and weather, fall apart and build back together.
My spirit box's has got a black man's waltz with three little words,
I love you
At all cost
My people whose the boss and do you pay the cost ?
Yo check it out now, witness the floss because,
I'm about to make another record, and you van hit in about 10 seconds cause…
(chorus)
10 seconds
9 seconds
8 seconds
Mr. Mat your on
7 seconds
6 seconds
5 seconds
Mr. Mat your on
4 seconds
3 seconds
2 seconds
Mr. Mat your on
1 second
1 second
No seconds
Mr. Mat your on
On on on
Mr. Mat your on
(repeat)
underscore, hip-hop, 2000, beat making, con clase, urbano, exótico, flauta, caminando, pandereta, animado, Fender Rhodes, road movie, rítmica, traveling, 1990, acústico, América del Sur, arte contemporáneo, cantante (masculino), desierto cálido, determinado, errante, Estados Unidos de América, película de acción, despreocupado, instrumental, medio, metálica, moda, panorámico, relajado, safari, versión alternativa, vocal
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Everybody Wants
[CEV3019 - 11] -
1
- 4'26
- La Fine Equipe
- Letras [...] Hip-hop. Male vocal. Detroit style. BPM 98.
- rap, hip-hop, canción y temas, cantado en Inglés, urbano [...]
Título : Everybody WantsReferencia : CEV3019 - 11Compositor(es): OogoAuthor(s) : Mc Kiever, John - Parks, Daryl - Schindler, MaikLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Hype HopInterpretado por : La Fine EquipeEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz EditeurISRC : FRZPA0900610
Everybody Wants
Lyrics by Mattic Madwreck, F.P. & Beat by Oogo
(chorus)
La la la
Lalalalalala
La la la
Lalalalalala
La la la la
(Mattic's Part)
I want her in the worst way
but first let me talk about her
Describe the madam, cause it hit me like what's happen
Walking in Le Havre
She's the one I Got to have
Juggling with my words
Hoping that my poking cause a stabbing
Her frame, jabbing to my face
open the case and see
the best imprint of star elegance
Relax, let me tell you something bout yourself
Pass over like a passport the password is wealth.
Rich a man would be if he seen you on the regular
Up inside his head, got my thoughts perpendicular
Endless to your beauty cause the eyes will never lie
That's a quote from the Wreckester
Your shine can't hide.
(chorus)
Girl you got me singing all night long
Girl you got me sanging this same song
Girl you got me singing all night long
Girl you got me sanging this same song
La la la That's what I want
Lalalalalala
La la la
Lalalalalala That's what I want
La la la la
Get nasty with it
rap, hip-hop, canción y temas, cantado en Inglés, urbano, vocal, actual, beat making, Estados Unidos de América, 1990, 2000, cantante (masculino), orgulloso, percusión electrónica, catchy, animado, groovy, rítmico, discotecas, bailable, determinado, rítmica, serie contemporánea, 1980, amor (letras), película de acción, medio, sample, versión principal, vida cotidiana
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Everybody Wants
[CEV3019 - 12] - 0
- 2'23
- La Fine Equipe
- Hip-hop. Detroit style. Underscore. Male & female voices. BPM 98.
- hip-hop, urbano, 1990, 2000, beat making [...]
Título : Everybody WantsReferencia : CEV3019 - 12Compositor(es): Madwreck, Johnny - Oogo - Parks, Daryl - Schindler, MaikLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Hype HopInterpretado por : La Fine EquipeEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz EditeurISRC : FRZPA0900615
Everybody Wants
Lyrics by Mattic Madwreck, F.P. & Beat by Oogo
(chorus)
La la la
Lalalalalala
La la la
Lalalalalala
La la la la
(Mattic's Part)
I want her in the worst way
but first let me talk about her
Describe the madam, cause it hit me like what's happen
Walking in Le Havre
She's the one I Got to have
Juggling with my words
Hoping that my poking cause a stabbing
Her frame, jabbing to my face
open the case and see
the best imprint of star elegance
Relax, let me tell you something bout yourself
Pass over like a passport the password is wealth.
Rich a man would be if he seen you on the regular
Up inside his head, got my thoughts perpendicular
Endless to your beauty cause the eyes will never lie
That's a quote from the Wreckester
Your shine can't hide.
(chorus)
Girl you got me singing all night long
Girl you got me sanging this same song
Girl you got me singing all night long
Girl you got me sanging this same song
La la la That's what I want
Lalalalalala
La la la
Lalalalalala That's what I want
La la la la
Get nasty with it
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At The Wine Shop
[CEV3019 - 21] -
2
- 1'53
- La Fine Equipe
- Letras [...] Laid back Hip-hop. Male vocal. BPM 88.
- rap, actual, hip-hop, bucle, urbano [...]
Título : At The Wine ShopReferencia : CEV3019 - 21Compositor(es): Luvisi, PascalAuthor(s) : Parks, DarylLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Hype HopInterpretado por : La Fine EquipeEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz EditeurISRC : FRZPA0900620
At The Wine Shop
Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Blanka
At the wine shop, on the post up
Eating cheese looking at this ladies butt.
I say that, but it don't make me crazy
It's just a compliment, I don't want you baby
Maybe we can plant a plan, I don't think so
You just want to back it up until my tip explode
Whoa !!!!
I ain't down with aggressive ass hoe's
I don't hit because I can I'm professional bro you know.
Lately now ah days women cause trouble
Get together with cupid and the they pop your bubble
Put you on a take off without a shuttle
So you better come prepared, lets organize a huddle.
How many times you been fucked over ?
A couple, had to walk away from the game like Mike Rucker.
Some keep it more nasty then a red neck trucker,
after six or seven glasses of some shit I'm seeing double.
I'm pretty cool with the women who run the shop, after hours we be burning on sticks and playing hip-hop.
They say I'm better then a under counter medicine
pop me in and swallow me down you up in heaven friend.
This one had voice that was raspy
smoking cigarettes and conversation it grasp me.
Gave one more glass, blew smoke out her mouth,
winked her eye and said it's all on the house
Her blouse !!!!
Half open, twins showing, blood system was flowing
to the tippy top, her card dropped around her ankles.
Man I want to spank her, bad girl discipline.
She listen to my ideas but I ain't speaking them.
Hit the splif and then she passed it me.
Wrapped a brother up a block of that cheese my motions freezed.
Leaned over said come and get
You ain't got to run come here and blow me a shotgun.
I put the joint in my mouth and burned my tongue
Coughing up the ashes to the beat of the drum.
She laughed and said I got to come home and take a bath
Were you off to this time of morning ?
You do the math…
rap, actual, hip-hop, bucle, urbano, beat making, Estados Unidos de América, 2000, canción y temas, cantado en Inglés, cantante (masculino), percusión electrónica, vocal, guitarra eléctrica, riguroso, 1990, relajado, rítmica, laid-back, película de acción, groovy, lento, caminando, preguntas (letras), sample, versión principal, vida cotidiana
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At The Wine Shop
[CEV3019 - 22] - 0
- 1'47
- La Fine Equipe
- Instrumental laid back Hip-hop. Scratch. BPM 88.
- break beat, urbano, bucle, Estados Unidos de América, 2000 [...]
Título : At The Wine ShopReferencia : CEV3019 - 22Compositor(es): Luvisi, Pascal - Parks, DarylLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Hype HopInterpretado por : La Fine EquipeEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz EditeurISRC : FRZPA0900625
At The Wine Shop
Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Blanka
At the wine shop, on the post up
Eating cheese looking at this ladies butt.
I say that, but it don't make me crazy
It's just a compliment, I don't want you baby
Maybe we can plant a plan, I don't think so
You just want to back it up until my tip explode
Whoa !!!!
I ain't down with aggressive ass hoe's
I don't hit because I can I'm professional bro you know.
Lately now ah days women cause trouble
Get together with cupid and the they pop your bubble
Put you on a take off without a shuttle
So you better come prepared, lets organize a huddle.
How many times you been fucked over ?
A couple, had to walk away from the game like Mike Rucker.
Some keep it more nasty then a red neck trucker,
after six or seven glasses of some shit I'm seeing double.
I'm pretty cool with the women who run the shop, after hours we be burning on sticks and playing hip-hop.
They say I'm better then a under counter medicine
pop me in and swallow me down you up in heaven friend.
This one had voice that was raspy
smoking cigarettes and conversation it grasp me.
Gave one more glass, blew smoke out her mouth,
winked her eye and said it's all on the house
Her blouse !!!!
Half open, twins showing, blood system was flowing
to the tippy top, her card dropped around her ankles.
Man I want to spank her, bad girl discipline.
She listen to my ideas but I ain't speaking them.
Hit the splif and then she passed it me.
Wrapped a brother up a block of that cheese my motions freezed.
Leaned over said come and get
You ain't got to run come here and blow me a shotgun.
I put the joint in my mouth and burned my tongue
Coughing up the ashes to the beat of the drum.
She laughed and said I got to come home and take a bath
Were you off to this time of morning ?
You do the math…
break beat, urbano, bucle, Estados Unidos de América, 2000, beat making, rap, underscore, con clase, discotecas, relajado, 1990, 1980, guitarra eléctrica, moda, rítmica, aérea, cantante (masculino), groovy, hip-hop, instrumental, lento, medio, obstinado, panorámico, programación, de ensueño, versión alternativa, vocal
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At The Wine Shop
[CEV3019 - 29] - 0
- 1'47
- La Fine Equipe
- Instrumental laid back Hip-hop. Scratch. BPM 88.
- actual, beat making, paisaje urbano, bucle, publicidad [...]
Título : At The Wine ShopReferencia : CEV3019 - 29Compositor(es): Luvisi, PascalAuthor(s) : Parks, DarylLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Hype HopInterpretado por : La Fine EquipeEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz EditeurISRC : FRZPA0900550
At The Wine Shop
Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Blanka
At the wine shop, on the post up
Eating cheese looking at this ladies butt.
I say that, but it don't make me crazy
It's just a compliment, I don't want you baby
Maybe we can plant a plan, I don't think so
You just want to back it up until my tip explode
Whoa !!!!
I ain't down with aggressive ass hoe's
I don't hit because I can I'm professional bro you know.
Lately now ah days women cause trouble
Get together with cupid and the they pop your bubble
Put you on a take off without a shuttle
So you better come prepared, lets organize a huddle.
How many times you been fucked over ?
A couple, had to walk away from the game like Mike Rucker.
Some keep it more nasty then a red neck trucker,
after six or seven glasses of some shit I'm seeing double.
I'm pretty cool with the women who run the shop, after hours we be burning on sticks and playing hip-hop.
They say I'm better then a under counter medicine
pop me in and swallow me down you up in heaven friend.
This one had voice that was raspy
smoking cigarettes and conversation it grasp me.
Gave one more glass, blew smoke out her mouth,
winked her eye and said it's all on the house
Her blouse !!!!
Half open, twins showing, blood system was flowing
to the tippy top, her card dropped around her ankles.
Man I want to spank her, bad girl discipline.
She listen to my ideas but I ain't speaking them.
Hit the splif and then she passed it me.
Wrapped a brother up a block of that cheese my motions freezed.
Leaned over said come and get
You ain't got to run come here and blow me a shotgun.
I put the joint in my mouth and burned my tongue
Coughing up the ashes to the beat of the drum.
She laughed and said I got to come home and take a bath
Were you off to this time of morning ?
You do the math…
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Joker
[CEZ4409 - 1] - 0
- 2'24
- Dubois, Nicolas, Napoleone, Lucas
- Hip-Hop bed / Hip-Hop loop / beatmaking. Catchy sample, fun & lively. Suggested for urban landscapes, [...]
- urbano, beat making, catchy, orgulloso, moda [...]
Título : JokerReferencia : CEZ4409 - 1Compositor(es): Dubois, Nicolas - Napoleone, LucasLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Hip-Hop BedsEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur
At The Wine Shop
Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Blanka
At the wine shop, on the post up
Eating cheese looking at this ladies butt.
I say that, but it don't make me crazy
It's just a compliment, I don't want you baby
Maybe we can plant a plan, I don't think so
You just want to back it up until my tip explode
Whoa !!!!
I ain't down with aggressive ass hoe's
I don't hit because I can I'm professional bro you know.
Lately now ah days women cause trouble
Get together with cupid and the they pop your bubble
Put you on a take off without a shuttle
So you better come prepared, lets organize a huddle.
How many times you been fucked over ?
A couple, had to walk away from the game like Mike Rucker.
Some keep it more nasty then a red neck trucker,
after six or seven glasses of some shit I'm seeing double.
I'm pretty cool with the women who run the shop, after hours we be burning on sticks and playing hip-hop.
They say I'm better then a under counter medicine
pop me in and swallow me down you up in heaven friend.
This one had voice that was raspy
smoking cigarettes and conversation it grasp me.
Gave one more glass, blew smoke out her mouth,
winked her eye and said it's all on the house
Her blouse !!!!
Half open, twins showing, blood system was flowing
to the tippy top, her card dropped around her ankles.
Man I want to spank her, bad girl discipline.
She listen to my ideas but I ain't speaking them.
Hit the splif and then she passed it me.
Wrapped a brother up a block of that cheese my motions freezed.
Leaned over said come and get
You ain't got to run come here and blow me a shotgun.
I put the joint in my mouth and burned my tongue
Coughing up the ashes to the beat of the drum.
She laughed and said I got to come home and take a bath
Were you off to this time of morning ?
You do the math…
urbano, beat making, catchy, orgulloso, moda, constante, animado, anacrónico, cinematic beat, confiado, paciente, paisaje urbano, voz femenina sampleada, con clase, feliz y contento, personas, sintetizador, groovy, obstinado, percusión electrónica, rítmica, underscore, pesado, rítmico, vida cotidiana, Italia, instrumental, medio, versión principal
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Idée Fixe
[MAG6038 - 6] - 0
- 2'28
- Skence
- Boom bap / beat making / underscore. Urban, proud & unfettered. Samples, electric guitar & rhythm.
- boom bap, beat making, paisaje urbano, urbano, animado [...]
Título : Idée FixeReferencia : MAG6038 - 6Compositor(es): de Butler, MaxenceLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Skence - ExoticaInterpretado por : SkenceEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur - Nowadays Records
At The Wine Shop
Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Blanka
At the wine shop, on the post up
Eating cheese looking at this ladies butt.
I say that, but it don't make me crazy
It's just a compliment, I don't want you baby
Maybe we can plant a plan, I don't think so
You just want to back it up until my tip explode
Whoa !!!!
I ain't down with aggressive ass hoe's
I don't hit because I can I'm professional bro you know.
Lately now ah days women cause trouble
Get together with cupid and the they pop your bubble
Put you on a take off without a shuttle
So you better come prepared, lets organize a huddle.
How many times you been fucked over ?
A couple, had to walk away from the game like Mike Rucker.
Some keep it more nasty then a red neck trucker,
after six or seven glasses of some shit I'm seeing double.
I'm pretty cool with the women who run the shop, after hours we be burning on sticks and playing hip-hop.
They say I'm better then a under counter medicine
pop me in and swallow me down you up in heaven friend.
This one had voice that was raspy
smoking cigarettes and conversation it grasp me.
Gave one more glass, blew smoke out her mouth,
winked her eye and said it's all on the house
Her blouse !!!!
Half open, twins showing, blood system was flowing
to the tippy top, her card dropped around her ankles.
Man I want to spank her, bad girl discipline.
She listen to my ideas but I ain't speaking them.
Hit the splif and then she passed it me.
Wrapped a brother up a block of that cheese my motions freezed.
Leaned over said come and get
You ain't got to run come here and blow me a shotgun.
I put the joint in my mouth and burned my tongue
Coughing up the ashes to the beat of the drum.
She laughed and said I got to come home and take a bath
Were you off to this time of morning ?
You do the math…
boom bap, beat making, paisaje urbano, urbano, animado, sample, actual, catchy, guitarra eléctrica, nocturno, rítmica, 1990, 2000, cíclico, drama social, percusión electrónica, underscore, actitud, bajo eléctrico, investigación, obstinado, confiado, determinado, interrogativo, misterioso, percusiva, introducción, panorámico, aire libre, bucle, instrumental, medio, versión principal
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The Height We Go
[CEZ4367 - 6] - 0
- 3'16
- Nikitch
- Abstract hip-hop / chill trap. Relax, luminous & organic. Synth & rhythm.
- abstract hip-hop, actual, chill trap, luminoso, moda [...]
Título : The Height We GoReferencia : CEZ4367 - 6Compositor(es): Morant, NicolasLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Abstract Hip-HopInterpretado por : NikitchEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur
At The Wine Shop
Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Blanka
At the wine shop, on the post up
Eating cheese looking at this ladies butt.
I say that, but it don't make me crazy
It's just a compliment, I don't want you baby
Maybe we can plant a plan, I don't think so
You just want to back it up until my tip explode
Whoa !!!!
I ain't down with aggressive ass hoe's
I don't hit because I can I'm professional bro you know.
Lately now ah days women cause trouble
Get together with cupid and the they pop your bubble
Put you on a take off without a shuttle
So you better come prepared, lets organize a huddle.
How many times you been fucked over ?
A couple, had to walk away from the game like Mike Rucker.
Some keep it more nasty then a red neck trucker,
after six or seven glasses of some shit I'm seeing double.
I'm pretty cool with the women who run the shop, after hours we be burning on sticks and playing hip-hop.
They say I'm better then a under counter medicine
pop me in and swallow me down you up in heaven friend.
This one had voice that was raspy
smoking cigarettes and conversation it grasp me.
Gave one more glass, blew smoke out her mouth,
winked her eye and said it's all on the house
Her blouse !!!!
Half open, twins showing, blood system was flowing
to the tippy top, her card dropped around her ankles.
Man I want to spank her, bad girl discipline.
She listen to my ideas but I ain't speaking them.
Hit the splif and then she passed it me.
Wrapped a brother up a block of that cheese my motions freezed.
Leaned over said come and get
You ain't got to run come here and blow me a shotgun.
I put the joint in my mouth and burned my tongue
Coughing up the ashes to the beat of the drum.
She laughed and said I got to come home and take a bath
Were you off to this time of morning ?
You do the math…
abstract hip-hop, actual, chill trap, luminoso, moda, paisaje urbano, relajado, arty, orgánica - electro, deporte de deslizamiento, sintetizador, urbano, catchy, pesado, nocturno, underscore, paciente, Inglaterra, atmosférica, confiado, constante, percusión electrónica, slow motion, animado, rítmica, sensual, publicidad, de ensueño, exaltado, instrumental, introducción, lento, personas, versión principal
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A Day In My Life
[CEZ4366 - 2] - 0
- 2'23
- Veens
- Beat making / boom bap / break beat / lounge. Relax, serene & hovering. Synth, electric guitar & rhythm.
- boom bap, catchy, paisaje urbano, beat making, confiado [...]
Título : A Day In My LifeReferencia : CEZ4366 - 2Compositor(es): Dumas, VincentLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Boom-Bap Hip-HopInterpretado por : VeensEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur
At The Wine Shop
Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Blanka
At the wine shop, on the post up
Eating cheese looking at this ladies butt.
I say that, but it don't make me crazy
It's just a compliment, I don't want you baby
Maybe we can plant a plan, I don't think so
You just want to back it up until my tip explode
Whoa !!!!
I ain't down with aggressive ass hoe's
I don't hit because I can I'm professional bro you know.
Lately now ah days women cause trouble
Get together with cupid and the they pop your bubble
Put you on a take off without a shuttle
So you better come prepared, lets organize a huddle.
How many times you been fucked over ?
A couple, had to walk away from the game like Mike Rucker.
Some keep it more nasty then a red neck trucker,
after six or seven glasses of some shit I'm seeing double.
I'm pretty cool with the women who run the shop, after hours we be burning on sticks and playing hip-hop.
They say I'm better then a under counter medicine
pop me in and swallow me down you up in heaven friend.
This one had voice that was raspy
smoking cigarettes and conversation it grasp me.
Gave one more glass, blew smoke out her mouth,
winked her eye and said it's all on the house
Her blouse !!!!
Half open, twins showing, blood system was flowing
to the tippy top, her card dropped around her ankles.
Man I want to spank her, bad girl discipline.
She listen to my ideas but I ain't speaking them.
Hit the splif and then she passed it me.
Wrapped a brother up a block of that cheese my motions freezed.
Leaned over said come and get
You ain't got to run come here and blow me a shotgun.
I put the joint in my mouth and burned my tongue
Coughing up the ashes to the beat of the drum.
She laughed and said I got to come home and take a bath
Were you off to this time of morning ?
You do the math…
boom bap, catchy, paisaje urbano, beat making, confiado, traveling, relajado, urbano, arty, melancólico, percusión electrónica, guitarra eléctrica, luminoso, paciente, rítmica, deporte de deslizamiento, aérea, lounge music, sintetizador, exaltado, introducción, percusiva, panorámico, grandes espacios, instrumental, litoral, medio, versión principal
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Amentia
[CEZ4366 - 7] - 0
- 2'38
- Awir Leon
- Beat making / break beat / boom bap. Determined, urban & catchy. Sampler & rhythm.
- break beat, urbano, catchy, paisaje urbano, entrecortado [...]
Título : AmentiaReferencia : CEZ4366 - 7Compositor(es): Przybylski, François LéonLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Boom-Bap Hip-HopInterpretado por : Awir LeonEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur
At The Wine Shop
Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Blanka
At the wine shop, on the post up
Eating cheese looking at this ladies butt.
I say that, but it don't make me crazy
It's just a compliment, I don't want you baby
Maybe we can plant a plan, I don't think so
You just want to back it up until my tip explode
Whoa !!!!
I ain't down with aggressive ass hoe's
I don't hit because I can I'm professional bro you know.
Lately now ah days women cause trouble
Get together with cupid and the they pop your bubble
Put you on a take off without a shuttle
So you better come prepared, lets organize a huddle.
How many times you been fucked over ?
A couple, had to walk away from the game like Mike Rucker.
Some keep it more nasty then a red neck trucker,
after six or seven glasses of some shit I'm seeing double.
I'm pretty cool with the women who run the shop, after hours we be burning on sticks and playing hip-hop.
They say I'm better then a under counter medicine
pop me in and swallow me down you up in heaven friend.
This one had voice that was raspy
smoking cigarettes and conversation it grasp me.
Gave one more glass, blew smoke out her mouth,
winked her eye and said it's all on the house
Her blouse !!!!
Half open, twins showing, blood system was flowing
to the tippy top, her card dropped around her ankles.
Man I want to spank her, bad girl discipline.
She listen to my ideas but I ain't speaking them.
Hit the splif and then she passed it me.
Wrapped a brother up a block of that cheese my motions freezed.
Leaned over said come and get
You ain't got to run come here and blow me a shotgun.
I put the joint in my mouth and burned my tongue
Coughing up the ashes to the beat of the drum.
She laughed and said I got to come home and take a bath
Were you off to this time of morning ?
You do the math…
break beat, urbano, catchy, paisaje urbano, entrecortado, arty, robótico, investigación, obstinado, percusiva, boom bap, determinado, animado, percusión electrónica, rítmico, traveling, drama social, groovy, rítmica, deportes de calle, underscore, guitarra eléctrica, escansión, instrumental, medio, versión principal
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The Tribal Quest
[CEZ4365 - 1] - 0
- 3'30
- G. Bonson
- Big beat / beat making. Urban, determined & catchy. Break @ 2'16. Synth & rhythm.
- big beat, deportes mecánicos, urbano, catchy, publicidad [...]
Título : The Tribal QuestReferencia : CEZ4365 - 1Compositor(es): Alves, Jérémy - Besse, StephenLC : 10347ÁLBUM: Experimental Hip-HopInterpretado por : G. BonsonEditor(es) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur
At The Wine Shop
Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Blanka
At the wine shop, on the post up
Eating cheese looking at this ladies butt.
I say that, but it don't make me crazy
It's just a compliment, I don't want you baby
Maybe we can plant a plan, I don't think so
You just want to back it up until my tip explode
Whoa !!!!
I ain't down with aggressive ass hoe's
I don't hit because I can I'm professional bro you know.
Lately now ah days women cause trouble
Get together with cupid and the they pop your bubble
Put you on a take off without a shuttle
So you better come prepared, lets organize a huddle.
How many times you been fucked over ?
A couple, had to walk away from the game like Mike Rucker.
Some keep it more nasty then a red neck trucker,
after six or seven glasses of some shit I'm seeing double.
I'm pretty cool with the women who run the shop, after hours we be burning on sticks and playing hip-hop.
They say I'm better then a under counter medicine
pop me in and swallow me down you up in heaven friend.
This one had voice that was raspy
smoking cigarettes and conversation it grasp me.
Gave one more glass, blew smoke out her mouth,
winked her eye and said it's all on the house
Her blouse !!!!
Half open, twins showing, blood system was flowing
to the tippy top, her card dropped around her ankles.
Man I want to spank her, bad girl discipline.
She listen to my ideas but I ain't speaking them.
Hit the splif and then she passed it me.
Wrapped a brother up a block of that cheese my motions freezed.
Leaned over said come and get
You ain't got to run come here and blow me a shotgun.
I put the joint in my mouth and burned my tongue
Coughing up the ashes to the beat of the drum.
She laughed and said I got to come home and take a bath
Were you off to this time of morning ?
You do the math…
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