How can simple loops like this be so addicting? Man…

As someone who produces drum based music…Drumless is beautiful…an art form I would say 😤

It's just a loop repeated over and over again but these drumless beats are my favourite, even ahead of boombap and trap.

"The calcium on my teeth fade"

This album is just what I needed in these troubling times

The song just came out 😂 🔥

This beat is godly. One of the best I’ve ever heard. What I imagine the choir of angels that surround God’s throne are playing on their trumpets and horns.

Beats like this make me cry .

Following the bassline will never fail you when chopping samples

Zimbabwe

Story Def Jam Fight for Hip Hop You were Earl's best friends but to find out who killed your little brother, the opps boss ordered you to throw Earl off a high way bridge into traffic This is the Loading screen music before you fight.

Godly chop work, very reminiscing to dilla

i've got sew mutt

Simple, but effective.

dude it just dropped how the fuck

I'm finna express my pain on this I'm not no Rapper I'm a poet who happens to rap This ain't verses these are stanzas

Wowww so quick bro props

naked when I’m fully clothed light in the iris transmits All my negative gets exposed, tales from the past & somehow that lump still lives in my Throat. I know I really outta Let it go. Only see the good times but it’s so much beneath the show off shit I didnt show. So many cons - I forgot about the pros two lives I want to live - so opposed. There’s a tug of war waging on in my soul - Im not prepared for either side to take control But That’s just T.M.I , I suppose keep in mind , where I keep my eyes when I sleep at night I see my goals Free the mind & rea-lize even if you just read this line im freakin dope.

Props🙏🙏

ts exquisite

Earl really made one of the best study beats of all time.

I feel like im floating

goat sweatshirt

Cold case But I ain’t babbling bout the drip I’m talking about an old face She stay rambling bout some past shit Still stuck on the same feelings So I’m sucked into my old ways A Henny date with myself Bought a coupe just to ride solo This a hard pill to swallow I hold my pillow and I wallow Balled up but not rondo While you coolin in a condo I’m like a condor watching You try and borrow The last bits of my happiness But it’s 100% sorrow So sorry if I’m selfish Can you give me until tomorrow To scrape up the last bit of soul Until it’s gonzo I’ve gone so far for nada You like neji draining me of my chakra If I could face you now I would’ve already shot ya

🔥🔥🔥

Uh, off the strength I'm not as numb as I thought I'm broken links, my circle shrinking smaller Satellite revolve, my core is a cauldron Surrendered orbits Cross-check what's really real and what's performance Speak for self but wondering who else really on it Who's really all in? (Hello) Trouble calling My phone don't ping, I'm buzzed, leave me alone Truth with a stashed pocket for a lie The document is alive, I speak life Every border gets revised if dissolved With the fines what it's charged Haven't made up my mind if I'm assigned to the stars I slide when I walk I'm inside of the funk, trust She want up when it dump, it came from the sludge Involuntary, shooting foundations in studs Tears and snot bubbles, sob puddles I lay in the west spot, listen Let's not conflate, I give what I take It's the hunt, there is the chase Some talk like they never got punched in the face You can't see clearly now, don't come near me Wails of the weary, loop max infinite Draw me closer, damn near intimate And I'll give you a kiss The flyest and grown and sexy I came through over proofing the plastic Pepsi bottle, security didn't check me Skipped coat check, they playin' the oldies I'ma go 'head and get sweaty Plus saved the ten-piece It's hell up in Harlem so meet me 'cross 100 and 10th street If the tree's a bargain, bars that don't really tempt me I'm from where every car foreign and we drive 'em on empty (Zimbabwe) Bury me in a borrowed suit Give my babies my rhyme books but tell 'em "Do you" Give my enemies the good news, time flew We was probably brothers back then like TRU No jerseys, no durags, hard-bottom shoes Niggas tired of the foolishness No disrespect, it's a lotta mids in the room My pack loud, cut right through Kofi Annan in the booth so you ain't get in the stu' Sese Seko Mobutu if the DJ play something smooth (slide on 'em) It's a move, I don't dance but maybe tonight Maybe tonight I don't know her, and I don't even mind if it is the strobe light Live for the living I made chicken late night in my boxers burning up the kitchen She passed out right when I was done fixing I watch reruns in the dark; fingers and lips glistening Ooh, get 'em I'm so damn proud of myself I did this for you, G, alright? Been to there and back, tall tales tossed to the breeze We keep facts in the midnight wax, family tree sap Lightly through the leaves on familiar tracks I know it's real even when I'm feeling bad Resilient as they build to black She shimmy into the, yeah, that's consent gettin' established You only trash if you trash, I keep it simple and dynamic Trust the passage rites to life's chapters I have to write to find balance This game of telephone massive, I do what I have to with the fragments The madness method rampant these days, I let the panic pass me Featherweight, my heart was straight despite baggage Asymptomatic but I get sicker, the delays faster, faster Practicing practice in what I preach, keep pace The calcium on my teeth fade The streets are blazed with the anger, complacency and deceit create Ice sheet break, I couldn't weak, wait All I could say to the times I couldn't freeze frame, bleak fate You got so much to bleed to clean slate (I've got so much) The bag of tricks in my sleeve breaks Southpaw under the North Star, forcing all the league changes (I've got so-) Don't sleep baby

So interesting, when my heart feels lost at sea but My souls into it Iv been though the storm before it’s so withering, back and forth but it’s …no Wimbledon back who I was before was so limited. the truth I knew was harsh, so I omitted it / she wispered to me something so intimate

As vada said, shoutout to Rob Chambers for finding the sample and chopping it up and looping it

The madness mega ramped these days....

This was produced by Theravada & Rob Chambers. Credit goes to them. The sample is Billy Paul - I'm Gonna Make It This Time (1:32) kzfaq.info/get/bejne/p7dzmbOcqc_Hfmg.html

I swear this beat so ill

my thoughts like a revolver spinnin neva endin im tryna get a million before my wings flap n my halo glisten listen my words curve N cause a surge thru yo body you thought ya probably died but i jus hit you w/ that phonk Whats in my trunk that shit ya leave ya slumped drop the top let it rock & shake the boulevard Im ridin slow so i dont spill my drank & my dank stank You can hear it from a mile away Wood grain grippin leather seats scrapin curbs got them birds that dont chirp word to E Im sailin thru da south inna beam on chrome 19’s 🕊️

Is it free to use this ?

0:04

@bearl Would you mind if I made a 60-min extended loop of this for my channel? I will provide full attribution in the description.

May I use this for a remix ?

patience is a virtue they say, itll come with investment, my gramps done 55 years of it he left with many deathwish, the other done around the same he aint leave a message, you left your fruit unattended for a days in summer rays, already infested, the lineage is got and gave, last man standing next mans baggage on my back, - couldnt distribute it evenly in heirlooms, not even a necklace, on the stacked shelf melded, feather dust, vacuumed, empty trust, - what the outcome is when u missing love, - achoo, i sneezed as if i wept a lot, - double back on grave, two birds stoned at once simultaneous and i missed the shot, the doves flying peacefully n i didnt wanna disturb their spot, limelight, wrap tight, i let the shatter melt the matter, roll forwards burning backwood, granddaddy kush heal the mind in tatter, tip toe around it with my mother, granted, channel all of it on her let her feel the honour, son done raised up and don the armor, let the motions pass in eternal slumber

So much pain So much gain So much I have to reach my game So much I have to waste my lame ass off this plane. FALLING OUT OF THE SKY LIFE OR DEATH, WAS I REALLY READY TO DIE. so much would I have to lie Why do lie in my bed So much hate is going on my head Just like what I said "WAS I REALLY READY TO DIE"

Damn all these instrumentals forgetting one chop in the song it’s right after “so much”

Missing part of the sample

I need the lyrics for it

this song not long enough

Does anyone know the sample?

Znudziła mi się ta bragga Znudziły mi się te strzały w powietrze Chyba robię se to dla jaj Chociaż to wcale nie jest takie śmieszne Nie wiem o czym mam rap dawać Ale wiem o czym nie będę Jak mi się chce to się zjawiam Ale zwykle mi się nie chce