(FREE) Old School 90s Hip Hop Type Beat x Boom Bap Instrumental [2022] - Boiling Point

men in bleack
non mi serve un coin
feat sul mio point
clean questo backwoods
wna clicco sul mio joint

alle medie alzati e reppi
alzo fra i miei pesi
conosco 13 enni
che sanno mantenersi
la vita mi ha dato tutto
compreso i resti
affacciati alla finestra
sul beat mi mordo i denti

perdo rizla roller
che crocifissi al contrario
il tuo ghetto non suona
mi sembra il ghetto di super mario
ma sopratutto mhhh
ultimo dettaglio
i tuoi pezzi suonano tutto ma tranche che di asfalto

love the vibe to this beat, I released a song titled "empty" using this track on my channel!

My gun go tiss tiss just like jazz
Why you always tryna dress fit to turn heads
That ain’t gonna do no Shit except bad
Did you forget were we live that’s called bag
They gonna take all you shit and your chains
They gonna take your life pray no pain
Ill be blowing up like propaine
You talk so much trash what you say
You gon fuck me up a bold claim
You ain’t gonna do all that shit your too lame
Ima make you sprint away like Usain
And I might just go and spit game on your bae
And I got he a burner and it comes with flames
I got a burner to make you two faced
Ima feed you metal so watch your intake
Cook em like a griddle and I like the taste

Otro día desvelao
Mi nombre aún suena de lao a Lao
Esos fekas aún no me an olvidao
No es fácil desaparecer
Siempre me encuentran en un amanecer
Mis ojos delatan todo lo que pudo suceder
Tiempo desgastado en esa gear
Hoy genero lo que no genere ayer
Encerrado trabajando el mixtape

boom bap is so inspiring 🌈🌨️

Go check my channel! Just made a sick little Simpsons freestyle to this <3

What was the name of this cartoon?

Abused young
who was there to even cope with us.
Seen my bro down in the gang in a house full of broken love.
And that’s why it’s hard to even open up.
Because I’m waking into this world with wounds that are soldered up.
2023 and trusting makes you a stupid fuck.
Texting back and forth to Montana on some stupid love
Asking myself who the fuck to love and who to trust.
Then I came to an answer.
Tomorrow ain’t promised and that really is the answer.
Been 6 years R.I.P to my nan she really died of cancer.
Every reason to be a baller, dancer, actor. Win a bafta, live life with laughter.
You should even be a dancer
closed minded, tunnel vision like the lens of the camera.
Open your mind to the mantra.

Sofista sofisticato sta soffiando Sun mulino a vento
È un sofisma un po’ intricato che dichiara solo che t’ho spento
Quando finalmente farai sesso e sarai padre sarai dentro ad un convento
Qui non tira il vento
Corro a Benevento
Se ci stanno streghe te lo dico lo rammento
Di sicuro non lo invento
Parole di miele
Per la mia Cibele
Gonfiano le vele della donna che del vento ha fatto soffio d’un ribelle
Sogni suna stele
Mica sulla tele
Dipingo le stelle perchè averle più vicine è come se fossero vere
La vertigine che scorre come forza nelle vene
Perchè ambire ad esser grande l’ho sancito con catene
Quindi guardo qui dall’alto proprio ciò che qualcun’altro sostituisce con le pere

Coglione ribelle
Fischi alle più belle
La tua lotta al conformismo si riduce al bigottismo di emulare il fanatismo di chi grida viva il duce per poi prendere le sberle


Ameba col cazzo
L’unico aggeggio
Che cosa mi induce
Ad essere truce?
Sta fierezza del cazzo di chi parla di un cazzo come avesse scoperto una in un sasso

La fuliggine che desta delle danze di protesta per chi lascia senza festa dello spazio tra le pene

Guys which cartoon it is?

Мои текста под любой бит падают ,как фундамент.Мы строим те дома в которых Рэпера читают.И этими ночами, этнические руки уволят твой фристайл.Просто так!От скуки.От Сумы и Тюрьмы мои реки унесли.Релизов- Gram и всех кумиров стиль.Я изменился,но помню свой фитиль.Когда нет денег ,просто в такт иди.Изобрети себе свой Грайм и вырасти .Я поджигал Hip-Hop ,когда ты думал ,что Мси.Увы и Аххх .Боже ты меня прости .Я облечу себя тебе в своей гордости.Люди хотят быть рядом ,люди хотят быть гадом .Люди стремятся жить отлично .Есть Люди с Садом .А я пройдусь с запалом .И не найду здесь пару.Ведь моё творчество этакий гремучий навык.

Saçım zordu və özümü hiss edirəm cool qaqaşlar kimi
Yavaşdan girib beat'ə itib içində qoyduğum peçinə neçələri tamaşa edir
Və vecimə almadan keçirəm qabağa beyin cəhətdən ən rich'i mən

Nice freestyle brow
Beat magnific

Sick one

Can i use it to write a letter please? I want to récord my letter with dis beat but...can i? How can i?my respects,

The beat is dope but I really cant remember this cartoons name😢

🎶👍🏼+1

I got a gat in ma strap,and if you don’t yo body flat,and dat a fact dat chu gotta acknowledge,and hit it wit a rat and a cat,and bat take yo hat,I can rap,and no cap,no bull crap,and I do trap,anything,I can buy ma girl any ring,da one dat she like,da one dat she might kiss me fo,and have sex in da night,and have a kid,and gon name him Mike,and but him a lil Tike bike,and teach him howdah fight,cuz it gon be alright,and aight,and all tight,and have fun all day and all night,and really,I’m from Philly,where it git hot and also chilly,and where he hit da milly rock,wit I could git a milly brah,and I had love a affection,I ask ma mom who was dat dude in da mirror,and was fightin him,she said”dat’s yo reflection”and I’m like oh,and a lasa always do deflection,off of da mirror,and I answered da teacha question,talkin bout what 9x9 and I said”81”and she said”correction,and people be havin depression,and dey was alotta oppression,and dey still is,and den you got expression,to yo feelins,which was exactly what I was doin wit da love affection,and den you go detection,of findin somethin on a gps,or a radar,or metal detector,and I remember when somebody told me da direction,and I gotta make a confession,cuz I made a obsession,wit toys,and really be havin aggression,and a possession,and also da perfection,and now I’m done wit da session

I can't wait for my day to come ive been missin

I'm up there in the middle of a love condition

I feel so safe and I won't stop itchin

My blade is raised and I'm always spittin

And you don't have to listen to my position

Cause Man I love ma brothers and I fuckin love livin

Now I'm feelin like i'm headed for the outer space

Out the Zone, Straight from where my Brainwaves Ache

In a state of shock and Hate

Don't piss me off cause I May Break n Rage

I think I found my soulmate in a bottom of a lake

And I can understand how this May sound Fake

Like a virgin mary on a cockpit with a Cape

Diving off for a cup of squashed Grapes

I mean Great

This is the rap game we Live In

I’m finna use this for a song

I was trading up for some common cheddar like red Leicester, that line was cheesy but the next one comes thru polyester.
The way I undressed her In the fiesta, had to congratulator If you wanna add up all these inches you need a calculator.
I ain’t no mathematician but me plus you is destined to be a split decision, one day we fight then we go and hit the rhythm.

Ur ex was giving u stress
9mm that’s a tool to let me quickly wig him.
I’m always sinning, my hairs thinning and I’m barely winning.
The streets got me itching and
It’s gospel for every fact that I’m spitting.
Posting up on socials like I even gave a fuck about my image.
Tryna get help when the pain was so specific, I was barely breathing like I was lost in the pacific.
Had to translate that pain so I swerved up in a civic.

Like you want this you want that, I had to shot that food
Too broke too hustle to ever be in the mood
I was out for that cash I was out for that bag
I’m hustling a jag, not beating a slag,
my girl only knows the way of the trap.
Either a cling or a bag.
Baby girl let’s make that cash
then we’re sending it back.

You know that attitude is making you bad , spin it round like ur my prized possession. She’s a uni girl but now she’s getting a business and chemistry lesson.

I’m stressing because she’s a blessing, I never felt worthy of love, she picked me up showered me with all the kisses and hugs. But then my mind plays tricks like I ain’t got the trust. I’m up and down like I’m Jonathan Ross.
One minute at the top
The next I’m just buried in dust.
Monserlla like I’m hid in the crust
It’s all just a secret
And Ima smoke my strain
Stay away from the game
All for the cause so I can handle the pain

I was I. The back of the taxi
Doing it gladly
Uno I had to smack that batty
She’s chatty
Leng Asian ting
And uno the rice basmati

I was trading up for some common cheddar like red Leicester, that line was cheesy but the next one comes thru polyester.
The way I undressed her In the fiesta, had to congratulator If you wanna add up all these inches you need a calculator.
I ain’t no mathematician but me plus you is destined to be a split decision, one day we fight then we go and hit the rhythm.

Ur ex was giving u stress
9mm that’s a tool to let me quickly wig him.
I’m always sinning, my hairs thinning and I’m barely winning.
The streets got me itching and
It’s gospel for every fact that I’m spitting.
Posting up on socials like I even gave a fuck about my image.
Tryna get help when the pain was so specific, I was barely breathing like I was lost in the pacific.
Had to translate that pain so I swerved up in a civic.

Like you want this you want that, I had to shot that food
Too broke too hustle to ever be in the mood
I was out for that cash I was out for that bag
I’m hustling a jag, not beating a slag,
my girl only knows the way of the trap.
Either a cling or a bag.
Baby girl let’s make that cash
then we’re sending it back.

You know that attitude is making you bad , spin it round like ur my prized possession. She’s a uni girl but now she’s getting a business and chemistry lesson.

I’m stressing because she’s a blessing, I never felt worthy of love, she picked me up showered me with all the kisses and hugs. But then my mind plays tricks like I ain’t got the trust. I’m up and down like I’m Jonathan Ross.
One minute at the top
The next I’m just buried in dust.
Monserlla like I’m hid in the crust
It’s all just a secret
And Ima smoke my strain
Stay away from the game
All for the cause so I can handle the pain

I was I. The back of the taxi
Doing it gladly
Uno I had to smack that batty
She’s chatty
Leng Asian ting
And uno the rice basmati

They made it sound a little to far back it sounds like some smooth jazz mixed with a nice beat and some bass.


Otherwise good to I chill out to

Try rapping to a bunch of beats at 1.25 speed and shit seems a lot easier when it’s slowed lmao

Suffering succotash
I gotta blast
Gotta hit the opps lets bop
They on my ass
Gotta make it flip
Real fast
Im outta cash
If the trap get slow 🐌
Uber or doordash
Your rudimentary flow
You spittin fast
Youre only stoppin your own glow
You bouta crash

fireeeee

Top notch quality

Clappin my brain out

wish i could show my lyrics

Love this vibe! When i close my eyes, i feel like a sailor with an endless view.

I’m king capitalist I love watching the consumers wake up at 70 Moses was 120 he died a late bloomer learn your history or history better to learn sooner

Mi cora jubilado, por ce-barse de lo soñado

Algo masticado, para cenas de tu agrado

Ahora te aguantas, te voy a quitar el plato

Siento que mi magia no sea de tu palo 

Igual nos vemos en el otro lado

Dormitando hace rato, en el sendero de lo insano

Acabar con tuerca en mano, para mí ya es cotidiano

Куда куда же вечером идет работник мвд
Может по заданию а может так по нужде
А может он и не мент а бандит под прикрытием одет вроде по форме а идет закладывать взрывчатку в перекрытие погибнут чьи то родители и венки и венки люблю твои вареники по понедельникам в субботу собаки доедают блевоту будня дни трудные как сизиф не поднял вес и ушел партизаном любви в лес
Или может отошел он за угол на крышу и оттуда взлетел кто его знает я тогда за лесочком стоял потел и это смутно видел
Может отошел он за угол и увидел всю суть вещей времени кислотности щей и с шеи сняв поводок участься стал одной с тобой масти вот это счастье вот это винегрет на лбу у призидента траурная лента сколько золотых сливок добавлять в котлету бойни иди ка мне на ушко гойдни не кричи пидор я люблю тебя и поэтому укушу за ушко твою подружку а тебе отпилю реснички под дичкой и на шнуре уйдешь на корм рыбам в неве или что то по новее я тебя в микроволновке подогрею и багроветь будет твой лоб потом в гей клоб в рубашке из вельвета вы кто ? Мы поэты и ты будешь раздета так скорО,какой нахуй Рэмбо это Рембо поэт Отчизны от строк в мозгу аневризмы ври да не зазнавайся В молоке моемся в чае купаемся и после в ясли если удастся на полдник кисель без пенки руку к верху в виде солнца оценки курсы из глины лепки для воспитательницы трубки мутим потом прямые поставки Путину а он нам лишь кукишь ты зачем дурень иные эфэмы слушаешь и при случае всегда примечаешь новости в сфере работ метро пропасти и эфиры твоих духов гниль древесная в них я иголки могильные втрескиваю и ты боишься что может взорваться дом ну и похуй пока сами на балконе взорвем вдвоем и раскат рассвета встретим на территории Лехи тетерева зачем вами кровопролития сидите и не пиздите бля лишнего на какие шиши мы теперь вам должны купить ширево расшарили такси с химок был дождь и вранье чистой воды проглотил ботинок дымила тяжесть бутылок и ощущение праздника Аню уже подквасило и от вина она сама стала похожа на сома или на самопал Бодрова в пол второго употребили борова и закусили беконом ханку утром встать спозаранку и снова на работу следить за передвижениями сотрудников розыска и сыска во рту карамельная ириска добрый вечер лейтенант фахрутдинов где ваша прописка и его самого в тиски он в штыки это все воспринял и долго скулил и зубы скалил пока меня плавило солнышко достаю из за пазухи перышко и провожу по щечке выходит роса и следы человеческой оболочки а нехуй было воровать наши с краской баллончики и маркера что за страна это Родина моя всех
Люблю на свете я

😮😮

I’m running through these barriers
Like a covid infected carrier
Slamming ya - whole interior
Yo mind spaced out inferior
Famous but
I ain’t heard of ya
Contagious
Ain’t nothing scarier

Don’t let the problem lie
Encased in delusion
The reason why
Life’s only an illusion
And then we die
Past all the confusion
No more good byes

I often sit and contemplate
About the state of my being
Let it sit and marinate
Think of all the shit I’ve seen
I’ve been lost in the wilderness
But have feasted on wine
I have dined with the richest
And lost my soul in no time

Instigator
I search and hunt like an alligator
Attack with precision
Collision
I’m the perpetrator
Blunt force trauma
Hit and run drama
Another brother dead
Break the news to your mama
Obituary
They say the homie was a visionary
Grade A student,college graduate
His feats were all legendary
Now he face down lying in a cemetery
Never to set the light of day
This TALES precautionary

Ch

Vs2
The state of my mind be selective
I don’t follow directives
I give the green light
I come and collective
They scream life ain’t fair
Our people rejected
The picture is hectic
Leaving us unprotected

So

I learnt to hustle
Saw the struggle everyday
From check to check
Stamp to stamp
Livings hard these days
Saw the pain in my daddy’s eyes
Lost his job and my momma
My dad was dead inside
In the end he took his own sad life….

What a crime

How you going to sample loz

Huỳnh công hiếu được truyền hình công chiếu

Freestyled the entire beat and will never be able to do it again but the track was so far. Love this beat fam.

Fela Fela Fela
mato un par dominamos el globo desde fuera
Fela Fela Fela
no se enojen que tenemos más títulos que monedas
No quiero quemar un mundo que arde desde adentro hacía fuera.
Fela Fela Fela
me di cuenta que consumo más cuando no soy quien lleva cuentas

Soundcloud?

FINOOOOOO

9 do 7 de 2002
Nasce mais um pecador
Que veio a partir de um erro
De uma relação que nunca soube oq era o amor
Por isso cresceu sem o mesmo
Pagando pelos erros de pessoas
Q erraram pq pessoas erradas entram na sua vida
Logo em seguida nasce mais uma pessoa errada
Q se torna a pessoa errada de uma outra vida

My style is vicious
And the flow is delicious
I'm sick in the head cuz I've always been ambitious
I'm tired of being broke
So I'm reaching for the stars
The money the fame the lights and the flashy cars
Just listen to the bars

Tanta roba