"Best friends become strangers" take note of this statement

Gangsta rap that actually can make you cry without sounding like 13 y old boy crying over a beat Truly legend

The 90s were the golden era of hiphop, when it reached the peak / climax. Nowadays, corporations have hijacked it into corporate rap. True Hiphop is a culture of expression of he streets, blacks, latinos, chinese, it's colourless, but in truth hiphop is a level of Consciousness and not about race or colour. There still quality independent hiphop music in the underground, you just have to dig deep.

Damn, the bass is just beautiful.

Arguably the best song in hip hop

Dopest storytelling beat!

Respect to the Classics.....There is no Lucid Dreams without Mr. Illmatic....hahaha

Props to Sting for this joint and track masters did they thing for sure love this one of my favorite tracks on this album 💯💯💪🏾💪🏾

2023 and still BANGIN'

I still see your shadows in my room 😔, RIP JuiceWrld

Instrumental got me in tears

"Because Thug Changes, Love Changes, and Best Friends become Strangers"...Word up!

THERES ONE LIFE, ONE LOVE SO THERE CAN ONLY BE ONE KING

The GOAT and its not even close. H is the Bob Dylan of Hip-Hop....Nas would drop dead if he read "Subterranean Homesick Blues."

It's crazy how when it comes to nas...the actual songs are better than the beats itself...

the best hip hop song ever made

The young individuals who saying this sounds like lucid dreams... this is orginally Nas joint. One of the illest tracks with a story telling message that's why it's called the "message". Most songs these young artists come out with today is sampled by 90s or early 2000s. beats like this was samples back from the 70s or 80s to 60s even to classical music it's an effect that's been going on for years only difference is the lyircs nowadays and the message behind it... and the autotune. do your research on the pioneers that paid homage to the game the ones that paved the way with real lyricsim and stories. But r.i.p to juice world but to young up coming artist not about the money and the fame carry on tradition.

Hearing the beat completely different after playing it on guitar, thought it was more of a roll but its a real sorta hard hitting melody

No hay pa' qué preocuparse, que hay que levantarse temprano Hay hermanos que enfriaron sus manos, los recordamos Admiramos el sol por ellos, bellos recuerdos claros dejaron La vida corre rápido en carro Pero, debo recapitular, restaurar mi chip, realzar mi real prioridad Algunas de las we'as que hago han esta'o demás Si se me pasan las tapas, acaba más mal cada vez, como lo ves Los que seguimos en el micro conseguimos respect Yeah, contra viento y marea Matando a cada papanata que cacarea Son charchas pa' rapear, alardean Y a la cara nada palabrean Las reales armas no estaban en San Andrea Más fuerte es el karma, que si maltratas te apalea No se salvan ni lanzas que se salvan pa' la Alameda Con el reloj no me llevo de lo mejor Hoy voy más atrasa'o que el día anterior (Y vale la pena) Si desde estas estaciones se ve la cordillera entera La vieras cuando nieva Get that o' my way Ya estoy meditando con el microphone Así que, a mí no me wait Que estoy echa'o pa' atrás rolando uno más (Ah-ah) Get that o' my way Esto es entre el psycho joke y el microphone Así que, a mí no me wait Que estoy echa'o pa' atrás rolando uno más (Ah-ah) Yo me suelo enredar Cuando pienso lo que piensas que voy a pensar Si soy bipolar, me voy a besar Mi otro yo colgó una soga en su propia boca, ahora no va gritar Y es normal si casi nací rapeando Más sabe el diablo por diego que por diablo Ebrio, pero no tanto o eso creo intentar Yo bostezo, puesto que el espejo nos dejó de copiar Hoy, precio que cobramos son premio al esfuerzo de años Y a ciertos sujetos falto respeto, no perdonamos Aunque, mi lado humano me ha dejado claro que sería en vano Algo me dijo: "vamo' a pescarlo a palos" Pero, no es la idea Debo meditar bajo el agua en apnea Quizás sea posible solución a mi déficit de atención Que ha sido mi perdición desde los doce años Perdón, sobran temas de hip hop Pero me faltan temas de conversación Sociable, introvertido, no me hables si no lo pido Por favor, el precio del silencio lo pago yo Y ¿qué hago yo?, te extraño, mom Ángel, baja por favor y abrázanos como antes Coincido contigo, mi compadre (Claro que me copié, pero a la cara de mi madre) Get that o' my way Ya estoy meditando con el microphone Así que, a mí no me wait Que estoy echa'o pa' atrás rolando uno más (Ah-ah) Get that o' my way Esto es entre el psycho joke y el microphone Así que, a mí no me wait Que estoy echa'o pa' atrás rolando uno más (Ah-ah)

Its plain and simple you start from scratch and work your way little by little don’t overthink yourself or you’ll end up stuck on riddle a loop that never ends

Word. thanks for this. One of my favorite Nas Beat

Much respect to nas this is a sample from a sting song called shape of my heart.

No homage to Sting? This is after all his song. Shape of My Heart.

i remeber back in school we used to watch the grey clouds smile on our face and now the grey be a phrase for feeling washed out smile on my face hides the pain expressions speak loud that’s why i’m speaking on a track so who’s what now i found my style i really got it now from a broke white boy i had to run those miles i never had to do trips only learnt to take risks cus from them risks they can give and provide a better life to live if you just understand it but some man jus don’t get it half of you bums and the rest be at rest preaching go get it i got the game in my palms i’ll wear the game on my garms to show you fake bruddas here there ain’t no to place to be last to a fake line em up fast they don’t give a fuck about ur past darg stop given em the last chance if your family are broke and your first thought is to buy a fast car i gotta keep an open mind when i be preeing on shit they rather judge a book by its cover it really it what it is they rather do it for views and for a couple of gibs when it’s the world we live in we’re trapped stuck in this mix shit but i ain’t ever changing i really pray that the problems that im facing ain’t the problems that imma step face to face with the way i’m juggin non stop the life i live more than a day shift heart worth more than a payslip play me that’s suttin dangerous and i mean it i got played and now i’m in a puzzle tryna pick up the pieces from where i left off still pray don’t get my head lost i seen a couple man get their head loss and now they’re praying to best off

my everyday mood be like this song's atmosphere for 5 years

My fav😢

The editing is amazing

This beat is 🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥 🎧 goes hard

to this instrumental I cannot find nothing simillar I've been living my life, like it's a movie thriller tired OF being the ground of society i'm trying to succed in poetry adjust it to the rap culture because it's my only shelture I'm out the dead presidents to represent me while the living ones are taking me all cents so I find it out that streets are the right place to be

Opening minds from my universal lines Tooken from outta space time Ya know I'm Always traveling at light speeds Indeed since I was a prodigy breed Fools make it hard for me to breath But I opened room once I let my nine squeeze Silently I see my enemies fall asleep reap What ya sow straight from heavens door I was destined for war made out poor First finished last Last is the first when it comes to thirst Rich man's dry from all of the material high Luxury livin can't even see his own sinnin' Devils is grinning listening But his soul ain't dwelling With the poor I'm see em strugglin just for por-ridge Damn near empty fridge look what the system did Barely makin with the kids Broke off the rich mans bid As the prices rise I telepath to graph My natural high in a spritual tie No lie but it lies With in the message huh

*HANİ HAYALLER KARIN DOYURMUYORDU YA*

Shape of my heart.

The beat from Dirty Harry's "Rap Figures"... damn that song was probably the most downloaded during the KaZaA days... that and "DJ Larry D's Hip Hop Mega Mix" R E S P E C T

rip juice 💔🙏🙏🙏💔💔💔💔💔💔 wrld

this doesn’t sound like lucid dreams, lucid dreams sounds like this

I would love to see nas and sting get together and do the message and shape of my heart live on stage one day but hey, a man can dream

Beat is Amazing 🔥🔥🔥

So Good!

that shit's mad nice. well done g

JUICE WRLD HAS LEFT THE CHAT

I listen to dis beat like 10x everyday

now I'm feeling what yall can't you think i will fall chant that day and night stay tight i will say alright all right yall tight calling the world calling out the world if you wanna know who yo under just find the one you can blame man this game is crazy an ace

Keep your mind Focus your Rhymes dopest you mind spoken to cry I'm hoping

Sample rijo! Sting and Nas Ouvindo em 2019

I killed the beat no hesitation Joey wale soon to be legend.

💪🖖🙌🤘Merci à tout ces Dj et aux rappeurs✌️🖖📢🎹🎛🎤🎧

É hora do free style!

Krizzle killed this beat on SWAY

As a producer I want to leave my old style of beats that I created years ago and start fresh with pieces such as this.

Thank You! one love

Keep your mind Focus your Rhymes the dopest cold lines you hold it through time

Shape of my hart juice wrlds and now this

R.I.P. Juice Wrld

So good

Appreciate U 🤙

i don’t know why but evey time i year this beat a mala a song that hit so hard for me. this beat really give me a lot of inspiration

2015-2023 👋

From the movie The Professional

This instrumental sounds better wonder why they didn't use this one

Non sei nessuno nella vita, Immagina giù da me, Ti abbasso al mio livello, (shlah!), Machete burkinabé, Il mio digiuno più buono del banchetto dei re, Riconosco il vero criminale alle buone maniere, Ne ho mangiata di polvere, Vedendo soldi piovere per far crescere i miei, E se ho fatto la guerra, sappi l’ho fatta per noi, Mio padre avrà ragione quando diventerò come lui, La ricchezza è rinchiusa, assalto ai portavalori, La rue, la rue, la rue, la rue, c’est pas chez Drucker, J’ai jamais perdu l’nord, J’me retrouve à Dunkerque, Stò nel benks, Litro rosso in Tetra Pak, Te la dò io l’america nell’ “infrapacche'”, Io non punto in alto, miro alle ginocchia, (Rrrah!) Ogni strada ha il suo guardiano, In futuro tienilo presente quello che ho passato, 0,9 e speranza ne abbiamo. Già che me ne parli non è omertà, Tanto non cambierà niente alla povertà, Tu sei ricco d’animo buono per te, (eh!) Criminali alla muerte, Stò nel benks, Siedo sopra un altalena, Le banconote formano un arcobaleno, Bruciano e in attimo torno come te, (eh!) Criminali alla muerte Nel mondo della micro criminalità Un amico? Chi mi tradirà è un addio Disse quel ragazzino diventerà cattivo Di mentalità, ma non imita il suo mito Il micro si limiterà a dirlo Vai tra che, fra fa poco testo Il tuo dramma non l’attraverso Cazzate in strada la tua mancanza di classe È acqua che va di traverso Evade dal resto ogni persona perdona Chi torna con la scusa buona che regga il pretesto Infatti ho speranza finché non muoio Che tanto è l’ultima e mi illumina nel vuoto Decollo pronto al volo col mio poto Plata o plomo parla poco placa l’uomo E da un cazzotto romanzo l’accaduto in un salotto Perché sono scrittore e interprete, black lives matter Per ogni sbirro che spara nelle vertebre e mai smette Come evadi dai problemi che ti fai In pochi metri quadri Giocherai alla play dal tuo compagno di banco delle elementari Già che me ne parli non è omertà, Tanto non cambierà niente alla povertà, Tu sei ricco d’animo buono per te, (eh!) Criminali alla muerte, Stò nel benks, Siedo sopra un altalena, Le banconote formano un arcobaleno, Bruciano e in attimo torno come te, (eh!) Criminali alla muerte Criminali alla muerte

Last time you seen me you said you loved me and didn't want this to start , now I'm the one with the broken heart my head is hurting my mind is jerking

I'm a santa Claus on a Christmas Day Cause I run these streets And I'm doing it my way I don't give out presents, But my presence in the game itself is is a gift I'm sitting here With Sapong, He's Giving Me A Lift And I'm never wrong, To Me He is a gift. We Don't Hit Bongs But Now We're About To Fly It won't be long, see I never lie No one ever knows about the struggles of an artist They be mocking without knowing what an Art Is Sending love to the few people that stayed Could've Never been doing this without y'all I be Losing My Sleep Trying To Write These Lines Trying to Make It Rhyme. Lately, Running Outta Time Can't Shine But I'm always Trying to Be Fine Trying to refine and then rewind Dear God, Do You Hear My Cries? Cause Prayer Ain't Shit You Never Answer Back If you exist than tell me where the fuck you at My mind is disturbed I'm mourning to find peace To finally give my emotions some ease. Everyday is a fucking fight for me to stay alive Maybe I should grab a knife and get it all done I will do all of the things you never thought I could And the things I thought I couldn't do

So good 👍💪💪👌👌

Bass rythem sounds similar to Stan by Eminem

Cruising slewing bruising

This track makes you evaluate so hard lol

Ambitions dans l'espace, ils ont trop les pieds sur terres Relations trop espacées Certaines de mes paroles sont trop déplacées Ils te comprennent pas, Dieu sait laisse passer Dans un futur proche ou lointain surement tous les dépasser Mon coeur saigne, au créateur faut se confesser Qu'est ce que je laisse a part mes anciennes actions, Au depart jme suis trompé de faction En une fraction milles et une facons de reaction, Trop reflechir empêche l'action Une petite minute 60 secondes déjà écoulées Jvois le temps defiler, la plus grande richesse

This is dope smoothness right here. +1 sub

My friend let it out, don't hold it in See in life you can drown before you learn to swim Try to stay afloat no matter how tough it gets I promise in the end you'll be the one that benefits See in life sometimes we say it's unfair Not thinkin of our past actions and what got us there Have you ever felt like you don't belong Doing everything right and it still goes wrong Bad decisions lead you down a road you never envisioned, with no vision you were on track for a head on collision Your emotional state had created your own prison Even though your alive it doesn't feel like you are living Emotional stab wounds left open and unforgiven Now we under stand how we built this mental prison How do we escape the very things we create Hate can suffocate the little bit of love on your plate

Nice instrumental

Here to lay this to rest cus KRIT murdered it

oh shitttt it was a sample !

🙏

either nas or juice wrld came up with this beat.... its and old guitar sample

It was written was released in 1996.

Sting really loves this beat😂

❤

Tattım küçük yaşımda Ghetto’yu Doldururum annemin evinde onca demoyu İstediklerim vardı, olmalıydı bi’ yolu Şimdi Mercedes’te gururlandırırız Vio’yu Eşref Paşa Lisesi’nde hayal kuran bir çocuk Çekmece, Bakırköy Hattı, kaçak tren yolculuk Breakdance, sokaklar, cepte yok ki bi’ kuruş Şimdi kanatlarım gökyüzüne dokunur Hayal ederdim koskoca bi’ stüdyo Gözlerim doluydu çocukken hep, çünkü hüzün çok On yedimde babam yok, dedim “Artık zaman yok.” Borç içinde yanlışlara düştüm, evet, yalan yok On sekizde ayrıldım evimden, tertemiz çocukluğumdan Bi’ parça vermedim o lanet hayallerimden Taksim, Bakırköy, ödenmeyen kiralar… Hiphop sayesinde hayatım değişti bi’ anda Rüyalar, rüyalar, bir bir gerçek oldular Kaygılar, korkular, uykusuz gecelerim son buldular Rüyalar, rüyalar, bir bir gerçek oldular Kaygılar, korkular, uykusuz gecelerim son buldular Hani hayaller karın doyurmuyodu ya? Diploması olmayan adamdan sayılmıyodu ya? Şimdi yok satarız inan karaborsada Merdiven dayadık Çekmeceden yıldızlara Gökyüzünde V, yeryüzünde biz, hedef bir Artık rüyalarım da o kadar uzak değil Hayal fabrikası gibi işler, M.O.B Seni sen yapan düşlerin, emin ol ki ciron değil Kovaladığım şey para değil, rüya Çok bilmiş züppelere göre pişman olucaktım güya Bi’ dilek tuttum, gerçek oldu her şey o an Bi’ kelebeğim artık, yırtılıyo’ kozam Gökyüzüne değdim ben Bi’çok kötü güne değdi Söyle benle eğer sevdiysen İnan artık hepsi geçti bi’ anda Rüyalar, rüyalar, bir bir gerçek oldular Kaygılar, korkular, uykusuz gecelerim son buldular Rüyalar, rüyalar, bir bir gerçek oldular Kaygılar, korkular, uykusuz gecelerim son buldular Anne, Aysun abla, meleklerim… Biraz daha var zamanı Yanımda çocukluğum, oluyorum ailemin kahramanı İzledim ölen kelebekleri, o solan renkleri Buz gibi evleri, kokuyu, demleri Mahalle öğretir hayali, engeli Yaşlanır gözlerim, öylece bekledim Kurak güneşleri, fırtına sesleri üstüne şarkılar, tetik nöbetleri Sordum hep anneme, “Bu biticek di mi?” Rüyalar, rüyalar, rüyalar… Rüyalar, bir bir gerçek oldular Kaygılar, korkular, uykusuz gecelerim son buldular Rüyalar, rüyalar, bir bir gerçek oldular Kaygılar, korkular, uykusuz gecelerim son buldular Rüyalar, rüyalar, bir bir gerçek oldular Kaygılar, korkular, uykusuz gecelerim son buldular Rüyalar, rüyalar, bir bir gerçek oldular

Walking down the alleyway, Peeping visions of gunplay A ninja just fired 16 shots and made his getaway this is the type of shit that goes down on the block it's another day in the life that I'm living in the Rox People dying left and right, it's a motherfucking stick up either shooting up or getting shot up when they pick up that dope in their veins got these motherfuckers bugging and dealers stacking cash hand over fist, straight thugging While cats on the block stare at me , they mean mugging I'm out to get these loud packs off, I'm straight plugging Ain't proud of this fact but I gotta make the paper while I duck the 5-0 when they build the next caper One day I'll be sitting back, trying to count stacks while I drive a whip that cost me 35 racks But that day isn't today so I gotta face the facts and stay on my grind while I plan my next attack

Rip to juice

Classic 🤔🤨

Beat is average but NAS MURDERER IT. He took this beat and made it into one of his top 10 most illest tracks of all time..

first use of this sample i think it was in a polish song called 003 - idąc ulicą

This is not the original. Sound is all jacked up

"So they fooled me as usual & thought that I would care It's never a single tear that's where I come from, I swear Goddamnit Everytime I wanna advance in this life they wanna ban it "They shoo in" because they won't find an end to fit Get with it - then that's that but I got no leftover regret Fuck can I do if they can't reach me like that - it's no secret she's smokin' like a cigarette - looking good's whatever I get Call this wishful thinkin' it's my first flirt without any GAT Tryin' a straighten a shirt or a skirt might seem right like bad But I don't even know how to iron a pair of pants Not in my head Sometimes, I got lead like it seems as if I'm strayin' but I am red And I speak for myself it's what I learned and if not, you're dead wrong like the ending to my song I said: "Forgive us Father... For they know.... Not what they do." tha's just a bible quote I haven't even read Because I don't like reading - never did. Sauce won't fuel the heating but I'd accept her kid I coulda been an awesome dad but this ain't the winning bid Since they flip it all over - whoever the hell aren't they even? Switching roles, names & what have you believin' I'm not a man of God - never was. But at my age, at least you can respect others or it's a loss Then again, when I wanted to be a rapper I didn't wanna be the boss" - *Grand Mastah* -CROW$WORD-

Walking through corridors in the college So many friendships were fake and as dead as a door hinge Deplorable

I’m writing a break up rap to this 🔥

I got a pocket full of blue hunnits, and I got a neck full of chains, ain’t Trynna fool with nobody, so I stay in my lane

who else still listenin to this in 2022

Which VST did you use for the bassline??

1994 really we are in 2017 omg PS : i love the bass you hear it?

A thug changes Love Changes and bestfriends become strangers Word up

Hey can I use this beat for nonprofit? and if so, soon credit it to you,for the remake?

500th comment 😏

This is the “Lucid Dreams” sample.

👊👊👊👊👊💯

Taking all those losses had me caught up in my mind accumalte some wealth for my family to divide Never had no need to skheem or commit crime Yet in the night I spired wanted more Robbing drug dealers yards and whores for the paper young bruddah turned cold from the wars In this matrix but I grab a z and flip on my block ain't got time to stop Even when it's getting bait running from the jakes having incounters with my faith Never think I'll see day where I can rest a moment mind always spireling so invest in potent just to keep me from zoning but I zone still Never had a conctions from young I lost it Money prof flips and some drink to numb it Remember never had the kicks I wanted Then I thought about all these brands are pointless If I'm still Eating pordige and listaning to lies from borris Johnson I think I always was that lost son

Is it 10 seconds to late before" the highlights of living"

Nas ain't even trip on Juice for sampling his beat but someone nobody trip cuz he thought he was tryna steal his flow

Why I always imagine Bully Maguire from Spiderman 3 dancing on this beat, while me listening and watching