Hip-Hop bed / Hip-Hop loop / beatmaking. Catchy sample, fun & lively. Suggested for urban [...]Hip-Hop bed / Hip-Hop loop / beatmaking. Catchy sample, fun & lively. Suggested for urban landscapes, street art & day-life. Vocal sample & rhythm.
Boom bap / beat making / old school / underscore. Nocturnal, urban & mysterious with a [...]Boom bap / beat making / old school / underscore. Nocturnal, urban & mysterious with a jazzy mood. Fender Rhodes, bass, samples & rhythm.
Real hip hop / beatmaking with intro. Heavy, catchy & authentic. Male sampled voice, synth [...]Real hip hop / beatmaking with intro. Heavy, catchy & authentic. Male sampled voice, synth & rhythm.
Letras [...] Urban, attitude, cool. Dramatic synths with tough, driving drums and bass are joined [...]Urban, attitude, cool. Dramatic synths with tough, driving drums and bass are joined by piano and confident male MC vocals with swagger. Suspenseful, catchy verses move into strong, determined choruses with vocal FX and shout outs. Motivating, brooding and gritty 90s hip hop. EXPLICIT.
Rap dude smack you i don’t got an attitude Grab you slash you this is how i battle cruise
Straight to the centre caution do not enter
I be eating rappers i ain’t even meant to
I’m a little mental stab you with a pencil
I can see through you kind of like a stencil
I’m built tough no ford here rap top speed No fourth gear
dark side beats no force here
Crew on top no falls dear
Eh yo i hate this beat I hate these rhymes
The life i live is a life of crime
Here i be there it is Hide your wife hide your kids Did a stretch did a bitch like a jungle where i live
The bell tolls with the reapers glory
What you seen in life you couldn’t read in story
You people bore me you see me snoring
I be up all night don’t see the morning
Leave you john doe till you peoples mourning
Now i hit the sky so you can see me soaring
You ain’t so tough with that bad boy tuck
Ima get it how i’m living ima walk the walk outline my lines I rap through thought
body bag the verse outlined in chalk
Eh yo i hate this beat I hate these rhymes
The life i live is a life of crime
Here i be there it is Hide your wife hide your kids
Did a stretch did a bitch like a jungle where i live
Letras [...] Urban, attitude, cool. Dramatic synths with tough, driving drums and bass are joined [...]Urban, attitude, cool. Dramatic synths with tough, driving drums and bass are joined by piano and confident male MC vocals with swagger. Suspenseful, catchy verses move into strong, determined choruses with vocal FX and shout outs. Motivating, brooding and gritty 90s hip hop. CLEAN EDIT.
Rap dude smack you i don’t got an attitude Grab you slash you this is how i battle cruise
Straight to the centre caution do not enter
I be eating rappers i ain’t even meant to
I’m a little mental stab you with a pencil
I can see through you kind of like a stencil
I’m built tough no ford here
rap top speed no fourth gear
Dark side beats no force here
crew on top no falls dear
Eh yo i hate this beat i hate these rhymes
the life i live is a life of crime
Here i be there it is hide your wife hide your kids
did a stretch did a like a jungle where i live
The bell tolls with the reapers glory
what you seen in life you couldn’t read in story
You people bore me you see me snoring
i be up all night don’t see the morning
Leave you john doe till you peoples mourning
now i hit the sky so you can see me soaring
You ain’t so tough with that bad boy tuck
ima get it how i’m living ima walk the walk
Outline my lines i rap through thought
body bag the verse outlined in chalk
Eh yo i hate this beat i hate these rhymes
the life i live is a life of crime
Here i be there it is hide your wife hide your kids did a stretch did a like a jungle where i live
Urban, attitude, cool. Dramatic hip hop underscore with swagger, featuring synths, driving [...]Urban, attitude, cool. Dramatic hip hop underscore with swagger, featuring synths, driving drums and bass and piano. Suspenseful, catchy verse sections move into strong, determined chorus sections with vocal FX and shout outs. Motivating, brooding and gritty 90s hip hop.
Urban, attitude, cool. Dramatic synths with tough, driving drums and bass are joined by [...]Urban, attitude, cool. Dramatic synths with tough, driving drums and bass are joined by piano and confident male MC vocals with swagger. Suspenseful, catchy verse moves into strong, determined chorus section with vocal FX and shout outs. Motivating, brooding and gritty 90s hip hop. EXPLICIT.
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
Drum and bass. Driving, nocturnal & airy. Suggested for driving at night & time-lapse. [...]Drum and bass. Driving, nocturnal & airy. Suggested for driving at night & time-lapse. Synth, sub-bass & rhythm.
Letras [...] Dramatic, energetic, confident. Hypnotic and tense synth melodies with suspenseful [...]Dramatic, energetic, confident. Hypnotic and tense synth melodies with suspenseful strings, determined, driving male MC vocals and cool electronic hip hop beats. Catchy and motivating chorus sections with vocal FX and eerie synth sustains. Swaggering UK urban grime cue with loads of attitude. EXPLICIT.
L-E-V-E-L-Stoo many chat about levs stop that I heard man wanna chat and chiti come through like what’s good these wigs getting splitman better breeze and sprintits long if i choose to bite down on these pricksx is a lyrical four four and with this i make sure that its x that you wanna rally withi’ll make a big man turn to a kidshout house go when i salt out wigswhen you seen x’s with your eyes closeddon’t me pass girls behind your eye lidsbars and flows check out the mixturetell them man can’t handle the fixtureits all fun and games until the person saying its all fun and games gets beat up and took out the picturemust be yacked if you think you can wig mei’ll tell my man put down the liquor L-E-V-E-L-Stoo many chat about levs stop that its who its x from we’re from e double s-e-xdon’t get lemon i’ll turn man liquid for acting freshget me know your place step steadylyrics for lyrics i’m ready just test meone in your melon hold that i’m colddon’t act like say that you didn’t know women are link upclassic throw backtalk about my bro better watch that tonguethis my bro are you mad are you dumb?rib shot rip snap hole in the lungone shot what’s that hole in one?clenched fist no i didn’t aint no gunuse my extent shots life on setlife on site lyrical four four on the mic
Dramatic, energetic, confident. Instrumental underscore version. Hypnotic and tense synth [...]Dramatic, energetic, confident. Instrumental underscore version. Hypnotic and tense synth melodies with suspenseful strings, cool electronic hip hop beats and eerie synth sustains. Swaggering and mysterious UK urban grime cue with loads of attitude.
Dramatic, energetic, confident. Hypnotic and tense synth melodies with suspenseful strings, [...]Dramatic, energetic, confident. Hypnotic and tense synth melodies with suspenseful strings, determined, driving male MC vocals and cool electronic hip hop beats. Catchy and motivating with vocal FX and eerie synth sustains. Swaggering UK urban grime cue with loads of attitude.
Letras [...] French rap / boom bap. Urban, determined & catchy. Rapper with sampler & rhythm.
On fait parti de ceux qui s'rassemblent pasAucun track sans blaseAjoute un accent grave, par ici ça sent l'gazLa basse s'embrase, chut, l'agent t'palpeReste discret, la loyauté ne s'marchande pasJ'la sens glacée en y passant l'brasIci y'a trop d'gens blasés, oui en s'lassant de boireRageant du passé j'vois des gars sans foiQui jalousent les tracés, qui parlent sans voir
J'ai vu des phrasés qui s'décalent, des rires, des rides, des vies qui partentPuis des jeunes gazés qui s'débattent, qu'esquivent devant des flics qui parlentLa weed c'est médical, ici l'chagrin est délicatJ'ai la rage contre personne, puisque chacun est critiquableY'a des clochards qui te pé-pom, qui s'font démonter pour 10 ballesDes cons, des bons, des condés sombres et j'ai pas les fonds pour ti-parEsquinté des wagons, des gares, dégâts d'mes bombes avec des graf'Écarter les matons mécra, toucher d'la gonz' avec mes garsChez nous les braves gens s'tapent, mettent les bails dans l'sacAucun marchand d'sable, ouai les vaillants l'saventFaut pas s'en vanter, les enfants baventLe rap tue la jeunesse car les temps sont gravesCombien en font un fond d'commerce en s'pensant bravesA cause de toi saches que des gosses meurent en s'tranchant l'brasLes tours s'encrassent et les gens s'en tapentLes passant passent ça n'les enchante pasMoi j'ai la gueule pour leur emploi, mais pas le cœur qui va avecIci on fume, on tise, on bois, les jeunes s'consument pour faire la fêteLes journalistes j'leur mets des doigts et j'leur souhaite qu'une perquis' les pèteLa politique, la coke, des boites, pendant qu'ils interdisent les pét'Ça fait longtemps qu'ils nous la mettent, ces cons dépensé par les GrecsLes médias flambent ouais quand c'est dead, l'argent dépensé par les dettesIls bougent les vents, marées et mers, ils ont menti, ok c'est netCar on est gouverné en clair, pour du factice par des fennecs
On fait parti de ceux qui s'rassemblent pasAucun track sans blaseAjoute un accent grave, par ici ça sent l'gazLa basse s'embrase, chut, l'agent t'palpeReste discret, la loyauté ne s'marchande pasJ'la sens glacée en y passant l'brasIci y'a trop d'gens blasés, oui en s'lassant de boireRageant du passé j'vois des gars sans foiQui jalousent les tracés, qui parlent sans voir
Dis leur qu'on patine dans la semoule, qu'on s'en bas les couilles des urnesQu'on galère à faire des sous, mais frère, les trois quart sont déçusLes gens marchent et baissent la tête, mais tu sais la vie m'enseigneCe mode de vie nous reflète qu'ici on oublie l'essentielL'état n'est pas facile, c'est pas l'asile c'est l'carnageEn cas j'insiste, c'est pas d'la zik' c'est du partageJ'rap pour les gens qu'ont pas d'cash, la veine est palpableMoi j'suis pas l'pape, c'est pour les coeurs sans pare-balleMalaise palpable et climat d'peur, c'est pour voir les barbares, les tar-baNous des revendicateursIl faudrait qu'on s'rassemble, qu'on s'prête et qu'on s'batteL'état rouspète, faut que tout pète et qu'on s'barre
Ouais le passant passeEsquinté des wagons, des gardes, dégâts d'mes bombes avec des graf'Écarter les matons mécra, toucher d'la gonz' avec mes garsMelan Omerta, ouais j'chante et j't'emmerdeEsquinté des wagons, des gardes, dégâts d'mes bombes avec des graf'Écarter les matons mécra, toucher d'la gonz' avec mes gars
On fait parti de ceux qui s'rassemblent pasAucun track sans blaseAjoute un accent grave, par ici ça sent l'gazLa basse s'embrase, chut, l'agent t'palpeReste discret, la loyauté ne s'marchande pasJ'la sens glacée en y passant l'brasIci y'a trop d'gens blasés, oui en s'lassant de boireRageant du passé j'vois des gars sans foiQui jalousent les tracés, qui parlent sans voir