*FREE* Kanye West x Ye x Yandhi Type Beat - Family Feud

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Kanye west 2019
yandhi 2019
ye 2019
college drop out
graduation
late registration
the life of pablo

[pilotbouttofly]

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[prodbyTY]

this is one of my favorite ye type beats

[Voiding-ofdark]

Damn is it just me or this is making me want to go to art school and get a degree in art?

[IlRicercatore]

Bro i love your beats and i’ve written a lot of song in this 2020 thanks to the inspiration that u gave me. I write for passion and not for money but one day i think i will record all my songs for remember this period of my life. I’ve just a question: what structure do u use in your beats? I usually think of a melody for the refrain and then rap the rest of the lyrics but i can’t understand where these parts are in the beat. Sorry for the bad english, i’m italian. Of course if i am going to record everything, even if i wont publish it, i’m gonna buy your beat because i dont know if i would have all this inspiration without them.
Sorry for this long message, i hope you can answer my question. Big up bro

[keyttermorenomijares]

Where I can find this picture??? Nice beat btw, Ye vibes all over the place

[qwery]

Sick bro, we're recording a hit song on this with my friend .

[capra]

Lately, I been feeling like another man
Some people say that ima make it but I'm sayin when
These thoughts and liquor mix together real dangerous
Following stars, and I wonder where the manger is
Borrowing scars, and doin damage to my pancreas
I love the music but it's never where the angels is
Been a minute since the last time that I spoke to you
Truancy of the soul, at least I'm true to you
Samo, where you goin'? Cuz you got more to do
Feels like the same old bullshit, ain't seein nothing new
Praying to an eight, no difference playin' pool
I'll take a pregnant pause, cuz I feel overdue

4 bar pause

Inception of a child, and rejection of one
A mothers plan B, the contraceptive of rum
My conception of collections is material funds
If the hatchet ain't enough we get to buryin' guns
You see, mentally I been looking at my life wrong
Waitin' on god to light a flame, he made me teflon
God given talent now he's testing if I'm still strong
And if I ever pass, praying that I keep it lifelong

[quannyb]

amazing! i got sum heat for this as well

[capra]

Lately, I been feeling like another man
Some people say that ima make it but I'm sayin when
These thoughts and liquor mix together real dangerous
Following stars, and I wonder where the manger is
Borrowing scars, and doin damage to my pancreas
I love the music but it's never where the angels is
Been a minute since the last time that I spoke to you
Truancy of the soul, at least I'm true to you
Samo, where you goin'? Cuz you got more to do
Feels like the same old bullshit, ain't seein nothing new
Praying to an eight, no difference playin' pool
I'll take a pregnant pause, cuz I feel overdue

Inception of a child, and rejection of one
My conception of collections is material funds
Contraception of rum

[bryanperez]

Can I please have the chord progression for this?

[capra]

Lately, I been feeling like another man
Some people say that ima make it but I'm sayin when
These thoughts and liquor mix together real dangerous
Following stars, and I wonder where the manger is
Borrowing scars, and doin damage to my pancreas
I love the music but it's never where the angels is
Been a minute since the last time that I spoke to you
Truancy of the soul, at least I'm true to you
Samo, where you goin'? Cuz you got more to do
Feels like the same old bullshit, ain't seein nothing new
Praying to an eight, no difference playin' pool
I'll take a pregnant pause, cuz I feel overdue

4 bar pause

Inception of a child, and rejection of one
A mothers plan B, the contraceptive of rum
My conception of collections is material funds
If the hatchet ain't enough we get to buryin' guns
You see, mentally I been looking at my life wrong
Waitin' on god to light a flame, he made me teflon
God given talent now he's testing if I'm still strong
And if I ever pass, praying that I keep it lifelong
Every time I rhyme I feel I’m channeling my Basquiat
Got a thousand bars up in my brain most I been forgot
Know I’ll write a better one so oftentimes I never jot
Cuz one thing I learned about raw talent it don’t never rot
But, to be honest with myself and future fans
I been having doubts, and debating my future plans
I say that in my songs so you look back and understand
That everything is possible, and anything you can

Lately, I been feeling like another man
Some people say that ima make it but I'm sayin when
These thoughts and liquor mix together real dangerous
Following stars, and I wonder where the manger is
Borrowing scars, and doin damage to my pancreas
I love the music but it's never where the angels is
Been a minute since the last time that I spoke to you
Truancy of the soul, at least I'm true to you