[FREE] 'Obscure' - 90's Old School Boom Bap Beat | Dark/Sad Piano | Underground Hip Hop Instrumental

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[FREE] "Obscure" - 90's Old School Boom Bap Beat | Dark/Sad Piano | Underground Hip Hop Instrumental (Prod. AnswerInc) / 90 BPM

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I wish everyone who clicked on this video the most love, peace and abundance. You’re so much closer than you realize. I love you♥🤞🏾

miebeats
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A little bit of light in this dark days 🔥🖤 love u bb!

fuckinightmaree
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VI

Two thousand, one hundred ninety one days..
Yet most of that time has been spent in a daze...
Losing my mind like I'm trapped in a maze..
Amazed how I'm alive? It's only a phase...
6 years together, but we're so far apart..
6 years, a record for my cold, hardened heart...
6 years, but fettered to a world so dark..
The mark of the beast shows in all of my art...
I'm overcome with guilt when I distract myself
From thinking about you, but I'm alone in hell...
My mind goes dark when I fall in that abyss..
I don't know how to deal with a loss like this...
I miss your smile, your laugh, and your light..
I miss talking to you every day and every night...
I miss holding you while we both lied in bed..
Now I'm alone in it wishing I was dead...
I cannot move on so I'm stuck in the past..
Time moves on and friends don't last...
Family won't get the struggles in your mind..
The way you felt with yours is how I feel with mine...
Made for each other just to be split..
Your stardust in the sky while my soul rots in the pit...
Joker and Harley just mad in love..
Life is a comedy as god watches above...
Over fifty two thousand hours have passed
And we only had thirteen thousand of them in our grasp...
Time is a bitch when you sit down to do the math..
My life ended when you breathed your last...
The clench of your hands and the beating of your heart
Used to hold me together; now I'm falling apart...
Your eyes had me lost in the beauty of your soul..
Now I'm just lost.. I'll never feel whole...
I really wanna celebrate, but then again, I don't..
I know I should go to the grave, but I know I won't...
Can't even call it yours; my mind just says, "No"..
You're engraved in my mind; not inside the fucking stone...
We were never perfect but were perfect for each other..
Us against the world; we were ride or die lovers...
An angel in disguise bringing light as you struck Earth,
But now that you're gone, all I do is fucking suffer...
I'm sorry, baby girl, for the life that I live..
No use in excuses and no need to forgive...
I'm barely hanging on off the edge of this cliff..
Not waiting for a savior because hope is a myth...
Counting these out as the years pass by
Only remind how we never said bye...
Abusing myself being drunk or high
Distracts from the fact that a part of me has died...
Love is a curse and a blessing in disguise..
It comes with hard truths and beautiful lies...
God isn't love because he's callous to our cries
And expects us to accept an untimely demise...
I'm drowning in myself and god wants me baptized..
Fuck him and his boat.. I'll rock it till it's capsized...
I hate how he used you for me to be chastised..
How has no one questioned him for being the bad guy?
I'm sorry, my darling, that I let myself slip
Behind the dark parts of me like a total eclipse...
I'm holding my fix because I'm losing my grip..
My whole world's flipped like my inverted crucifix...
I wish you were here because my mind plays tricks..
I need you in my corner cuz I'm tired of the hits...
I'd tell you "happy" anniversary, babe but this
Is not the way I pictured us celebrating year six...

mistahj
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Uffff ma Bro, está base me parece increíble, te superas cada día La utilizaré en esta cuarentena

haperr
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200 грам не приведет больше в чувство.
Как быстро время течет, мешок давить на плечо стал.
Позабытые лица, проспект и квартал,
Легкий озноб, дым, трущий гортань, текущий по ртам,
Так много в иной мир здесь мимо идущий но в тоже время ждущих портал.
Мысли деталями бросил в гараж.
Средь размыленых дорог все еще ищу свой комортадж.
Погасший свет? Да где же ты друг?
Подай рукой новый знак еже ли тут.
Все бродим под звуки скрежета труб.
Бросил тех, с кем дружил, так было удобно.
Я потерялся, но ведь и не было дома, вечная прострация кома, станции, город, что мне любовь к нации, холод?
Нахуй овации, гогот, и не отдаться им повод.
Где-то слышны грации, хохот,
Дай лучше стул для виновного и электрический провод.
Забыл о выпивку и отдал труд идее, а мысли шеб трут недели.
Я хотел выше но видно батут потерян.

Тихий голос со дна, брождение во сне.
Первый шаг, первый снег, лишь алкоголь но не предложенный снек.

lqdwxqj
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Had a dream i seen the devil on a cross more loss juss another dark day
Came a long way from sleepin in them park gates
On the bench in the cold in the dark late
Pride it wouldn’t even let me call a mate
Even though i had a couple who I know would let me stay
Had to make it my own
Stay alone till im in my grave
When im in my grave be alone like i was in my livin days
It’s the way it plays
When i sin i prey
If i wake will i sin today
Preyed shed stay but she left anyway

dmarshon
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campanoide activadoide prrillo pa estar escuchando tus creaciones

Elcansanto
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now that's a strickly banger boss!

YeahGorBeats
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muuuyy bueno amigooo sarpado la tengo que usar si o si jaja

joaquinperalta
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See this car shit all the way through on almighty this is going to work out man there is no other way FACTS😇

BusterMontana-ggpk
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From where do you get all these cool images?

Dragonaya
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Lyrical titan
On the mic got a grip
on the scene like a python
They waiting to here wat I’m gunna dish up dropping a diss cause they can’t keep up with the lads flow gotta it so hard it’s like they didn’t no sleep when I die these weak haters gunna fry there minds so distorted from the pipes that they toke
I’m str8 as n arrow got bars for days
Can’t say I don’t run it up when I’m at the front taking hits never quit on that John cena vibe never given up
Tell me I can’t they say I violate the game with my type of flow I just hit terminate on all things negative I put in work they couldn’t imagine that why we are different and this is just the beginning

Benketchum
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Puta Beat foda parabéns pelo trabalho .

LDOFICIAL
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So if I share this beati on my channel in a way that I can't monetize it, I won't get royalty.

darkeye
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Se puede usar en Youtube/Instagram sin animo de lucro no? Buen beat 👍🏻

bigkarma
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Uliczny styl który wypierdala z butów bo gdy tutaj się wpierdalam to nie szukam nowych skrótów moje logo ANM i zajawa płonie dalej odpalony ogień lecę z kurwa i jak huragan na stole posypane a w bani po alko bałagan

sgp
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Quisiera decir que la vida tiene garantías
Pero la única es que nos iremos algún día
Quisiera decirte que el dolor no existía
Pero también nos hiere la fantasía

Una agonía tan cruel
Filosofía lejana a Babel
No agrada distopias a quien
Usa palabras vacías del ayer

christianmadriz