'Memories' 90's Old School Hip Hop Beat Boom Bap Rap Instrumental Sad Piano - Prod. By Ben Maker

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Sounds like coding C++ and smoking 2 packs of cigar in a 4h livestream...

joaolucassantosviegas
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oh my god.. 4 years ago I have listened this for the first time, I was 16, depressed, down, had no motivation for anything and was only bumpin 90s hip hop like this.

unaimed
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This beat goes perfectly with Necro, Cormega, ILL Bill, CunninLynguists, 7 Letta and Scientifik. This era of piano and hip hop was perfect

Grimm--
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You don’t even know how this instrumental touched me. The bars I rhymed were otherworldly

samueletim
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Bars: I was taught respect so pardon me like Grey Poupon, I rise to the occasion when it's crunch time like a crouton, keep customers returning w da best coupons, my style similar to Louie Vutton, but I keep it simple, chilin' in my futon, bachelor status eating Stouffer's from Food Lion, old school play station, sippin' PBR, when a girl over that's how we moonlighting, who's Lyin', front and I'll press you like new iron, clever, I make ya chuckle w a knee slap, believe that, I got more word play than Peyton Manning when he audible pre-snap, ya hear that? Splat! Ya Mind blown, that's why I post the lyrics online, so you get the recap, gettin bent like a knee cap, flashing green backs at da spot where da freaks at, late night surprise a couple martinis complimenting her green eyes, soft whispers letting her know the sheets were fresh at da crib & pulled back on the king size, intense eye contact was making the steam rise, she was diggin' my game, she felt like I seemed wise, she bit her lip, i could feel the energy shift, telling me she had a Henny tat and a Jimmy hat, are we taking Uber or Lyft?

stonejackballer
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That beat takes me very far away 😢 brings back sad moments but the funny part is that it makes me also understand a lot that happened 😊

mohamedtaharmoknine
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Flowing so smooth you probably can't believe it, Just like you're off the xans, you probably can't feel it
We gonna bring it back, to the time when MCs were spittin, we gon bring it back to a time when tracks were hittin
I was a youngin, just tryna get my change up, pitchin to these fiends throwing changeups, but I never changed up,

I stayed down to the mission, always had the goal in mind, Time tests you, you gotta hold the line,
I was roaming the neighbourhood like your boy spiderman, no Uncle Ben around, no helping hand,

Dam

It was all on me, I had to get to that money like OBD, I couldn't fold I had to win, so next time you start judging don't act like you're not one to sin, I have to win
But I'll always keep a grin for those times that were grim, I gotta keep fighting, Keeping powering through just so I can get back home, waiting for you

TheGrandmasterfro
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Great song I don't speak English. Respect from France 🙏

ptitlolo
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I'm so glad YT decided to recommend me that 🐐 coding stream, I wouldn't have discovered this music type otherwise

LoneCat
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Imagine how easy it would be to create algorithms to try and dictate human emotion based on what songs you feed them. Then see what they do, analyze it, study it, turn it into a further science. Dreams are ash for us.

cjdjr
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Really banged in them backstreets,

Hood athlete,

Phone ring, cat speak,

Drop a pack g,

Mad me,

Got a bad streak,

Chat b,

22 sing from the back seat,

Or pull up near your block,

New sim for an Ad Lee,

Anything for that cash g,

So if you see me,

Black baggy trackie,

Back of a taxi,

Don't let me spot you,

I'll pop a pagan like acne,

Act flashy,

Gets splashy,


These days I'm a good ute,

Two utes,

So new route,

But resolute,

Will still shoot,

To settle disputes,

Test me,

Gets messy,

Kevlar might protect your belly,

But it don't protect your neck g,

Have your knees trembling,

Looking jelly,

Unsteady,  

Push it in max like Pepsi,

Red squirting like confetti,

Skin dangles like spaghetti,

My hefty chete,

Get smelly from the fleshy fibres,

Ex drug prescriber,

Let nittys borrow my lighter,

Never in it for designer,

Food I required,

So food I acquired,

Then I dished out lines like a tiger,

My desire got higher,

So being a supplier to buyers,

Was not sufficient,

Robbing runners,

Kids getting touched like Ima paediatrician,

Mad visions, missions and ambitions,

Of upping my position,

While avoiding suspicion and prison,

And getting a diagnosis of my condition,

If you declined my proposition,

You'd get popped and go missing,

Weed boxed up, youngers dishing,

Olders boxed up, in the cell spliffing,

Runner got robbed,

Told the likl ute shiv him,

Dip him and dip him,

Til his heart stop beating,

Til 20 holes on his body leaking,

Til his body start tweaking,

Adrenaline increasing and peaking,

Red on his trackie all seeping,

Held more than a beating,

If you caught stealing,

From one of my utes that been dealing,

I'm a demon,

No feeling when you stop breathing,

No seeing reason or meaning,

No sympathy for your shrieking, pleading and weeping,

Just plunge it in and twist,

No releasing,

Love it personal,

But I'm not against squeezing,

co
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Step in the booth look deep in my eyes
cos when I see the fires I'm keepin it live
my talent steady sleeping at night
like coals to a furnace seeing it light
when I'm puttin' the beat to my rhymes
I never cease to surmise
I'm a beast when I write
watch it unleashed on the mic!
Animal out of its cage
I pit bulls when I pounce on the page
Loud in the game
volume up like thunder clouds
w/ no rain
Don't tread on me
stay the fuck out of my lane

codemannix
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Yo no se quien creo este beat pero es una obra maestra
Es la perfecta mezcla entre melancolía y buen ritmo
Sin duda alguna esta pieza será como las pirámides de Giza no se sabe como se hicieron pero son una obra maestra

josedavid
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Loch im Herzen macht sich breit,
Alles was mich noch am Leben hält - die Vergangenheit
Ich habe Angst vor der Zukunft, suche Zuflucht,
Weine Tränen blutrot, was machst du so?
Ich soll lernen damit wir es leichter als Papa hab’n,
Doch das Schicksal trifft mich wie ein uppercut,
Enttäuscht von Freunden die sich ändern,
Eltern die mich lieben aber sie fühlen nicht den Schmerz man,

Ich bin tot, klinisch am Leben,
Meine Seele vergeht, mein Körper besteht,
Mir tut das Atmen so weh,
Ruf uns in den Himmel gleich,
Damit wir seelenruhig leben bis zur Unendlichkeit,

germanpunch
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This is one very good beat. With good drums, a good bassline, a good melody, and some good samples. All good.

ivanprusov
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Since a child I ran the green mile,
always with a smile.
Try'n to find exactly what it is,
that I hide from inside.
Ever since members of my family died,
I was reminded of what I saw inside
my own life.


To be the one left alive, yet
I'm dead inside.
Still try'n find, what it is I'm hiding from.
Is it love? Or the regret from everything I've done.
Only I can be the one, to lift my self up and,
chase the sun towards my loved ones!


Off the map never to find what it is,
that I'm saying came down;
through the clouds on a flaming chariot,
God carried it.
January 22 1992 was when I came through,
To be alive and speak to you.
I don't know you, but I know you too,
wielding the flaming sword of truth.
That we hand down to the youth.


So now what's the deal?
Can I show you the pain I know?
Or the love that's rarely shown.
That's when I go back home, across the mountains,
is where I roam.
Jumping over these skipping stones,
watching the water flow;
Below as I let it all go and recapture my soul.


all love from
-Moff 2019.

pilesjoursh
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its just amaizing beat it doesnt need lyrics

georgemoreno
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Mielda todos estos Beats me recuerdan el can, dios cuanta falta le haces a mis oidos

jhondillingermoreno
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Let's take a moment, for the right time, one day we'll shine, cause I'm on a grind, some where you say wisdom is from what's inside, this is freestyle from my own mind, I've never made a single dime but I'm on that grind, like the sun shine never fold, I got story's that are untold, I pray to my soul that it's never sold, wisdom from the wise the truth never dies, I try and try, I fall every night, I'll rise one day and let it out like pouring rain, I'm not forsaken just mistaken for a hope and a dream, one day they'll see what's truly inside of me, never dying to see the truth, see what's truth before you, I spoke from the heart while I stood alone in the dark that's straight from the heart, like this lighter on the tip of the blunt, I'm that spark I'll light up your darkness for the broken hearts, we will press restart for better start.

Rungo
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Memories 90 old school hip hop beat boom bap rap instrumental sad piano.prod

Wooda brudda who lover
living within the gutters
Be gutted when he loves nothing other than is honey wats protected by the bees
2pods and a p
Since we were kids
King without his queen
missed out being teens
be adults for eternity
Showing my emotions verbally
If you take this marriage
I’ll give you generosity and curtesy
I’m glad I met you personally

Your my type of personnel
Rather nice aswell
My type of girl
Share a bottle of Zinfandel
Over kiss and tell

In ya belly i feel the blues
Hearts pounding in two’s
Everyday miss you idle eyes
Your the issue in my life
Would love to protect
Adapt connect block away the negative
If its not positive
Not hiding the obvious
explaining things what bothers us
Both know not to bottle it
Could possibly be an apocalypse

World 2 war world 2 rights
Got grayv on the mic
Stop me rage-in hold me tight
Suddenly had a vision in my mind
Had me spinning hypnotised
Hoped Crossed ma heart
Die with a needle in my eye
Had a feeling it wasn’t nice
Do ya laugh or do you cry

take off
Take over
flying threw the night
Looking down at city lights
Got a busy life
A dress what fits you nice
Address forget the price
Girl your looking fly
Took you in the sky
diamonds in ya eyes
Threw scanners analysed
Want your copy right
Veteran not afraid to die
Catched u by surprise
faked an air strike
Blown away
Was I thinking right
Paper falling from the sky
Wings size of the country wide
300ft high sound barrier destroyed
After ma parachute deployed the plane crashed insurance void
Dropped so much money
like how do I manage
Still love ma honey
Can’t repair the damage
Life’s destroyed
feelings sinking
Deeper than the titanic

lewisgray