The chord progression feels like a neutral ending, not entirely good, not entirely bad, as if there’s still much work that needs to be done, but it will be done as long as we’re here

@deylyncruz2749

Ай бұрын

the true ending

#GOEASYONTHEYOUNGONES

@maseb2710

Ай бұрын

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭im fuckin cryin

#WHATDOYOUMEANBUDDY #GOEASYONTHEYOUNGONES

#YaClothesLookCrazy #YaLookRidiculous

After spending 2 or more hours trying to find a beat to rap on for the night, stumbling upon this just shows me it’s time to go back to the goat for some inspiration

#HeardYouGrewUpWithHim

#WasntCleanWhatYouSaid #WhatDoYouMeanWhatAgeAreWeTalkingAboutHere #WeGonnaKeepOurChildrenAwayFromYouMyBrotha

Ts made me cry.. this why he my favorite

3:59 best part

people underrate the first part of this song so much

@triassicflame9258

Ай бұрын

I 100% that my brother. This remids me personally of Naruto

This instrumental makes me float, I wonder why it would listen like if I heard it high

@TheSCIOnce

Жыл бұрын

Have you heard Terrace Martin’s version? If not it’s definitely worth a listen as the alternate version of this song.

@sirvengeful2566

Жыл бұрын

@@TheSCIOnce Man you’re not lying

@jordan-my2vl

10 ай бұрын

im high. it sounds so good. 10/10 reccomend

@Kelowithmilk

9 ай бұрын

@@jordan-my2vli am so glad i’m not the only one bro this song is holy

@DFlacko664

8 ай бұрын

Fucking, Great

4:10-5:08 in the song goes crazy

@Omardawood207

Ай бұрын

That nigga gave us billie jean you say he touched those kids?!

This got that J Dilla feeling

This bass sounds like Thundercat AF

@koolkid1507

6 ай бұрын

I think thundercat played on a few tracks from the album

@ElArjos

5 ай бұрын

@@koolkid1507 I know

@makaimcelroy9101

28 күн бұрын

@@ElArjos then what the point of the comment

@ElArjos

Күн бұрын

@@makaimcelroy9101 the bass of this song wasnt played by Thundercat.

@makaimcelroy9101

Күн бұрын

@@ElArjos Ok

How many leaders you said you needed then left 'em for dead? Is it Moses, is it Huey Newton or Detroit Red? Is it Martin Luther, JFK, shoot or you assassin Is it Jackie, is it Jesse, oh I know, it’s Michael Jackson, oh

@GODLY_WU

Ай бұрын

We know its micheal Jackson Its passive then pass it from the heights thats passion of the christ Fire flicker what we match it from the other night Agressive nature but all of my brothers polight Words they milked it like no utter i might Start a fight with a god but im no mortal man fighting the odds Niggas get even when numbers dont match the log We were raised with different regards Synonyms pause when im vicious with artistic resolve I guard my guardian angel that told me they send a god But yall might just get mad again no resolve just full force like anakin Don't say imma Skywalker I'm chillin in the Vatican Those proportions that's in my mind that I struggle with all the time Wondering whisper I kissa whenever my feathers unwine Grandma's hands could weather my storm until I shine Beauty in the Horizon then they throw bleach in my eyes then surprised I turn into aizen I lost purpose on what I'm fighting thats all i got right now lol ❤

omg 4.12 is a heavenly peace of art

The ending instrumental always get me emotional😭😭😭

@mateo-ni8ci

9 күн бұрын

facts shit is beautiful

pop…..Pop…….POP

@thehornedserpent

28 күн бұрын

*pac

To Pimp a Butterfly [Poem begins 10:39] The caterpillar is a prisoner to the streets that conceived it. Its only job is to eat or consume everything around it In order to protect itself from this mad city. While consuming its environment The caterpillar begins to notice ways to survive. One thing it noticed is how much the world shuns him But praises the butterfly. The butterfly represents the talent, The thoughtfulness and the beauty within the caterpillar. But having a harsh outlook on life, The caterpillar sees the butterfly as weak And figures out a way to pimp it to his own benefits. Already surrounded by this mad city, The caterpillar goes to work on the cocoon Which institutionalizes him. He can no longer see past his own thoughts-- He's trapped. When trapped inside these walls, certain ideas take root, such as Going home and bringing back new concepts to this mad city. The result? Wings begin to emerge breaking the cycle of feeling stagnant. Finally free the butterfly sheds light on situations the caterpillar never considered-- Ending the internal struggle. Although the butterfly and caterpillar are completely different, They are one and the same. What is your perspective on that?

@poundlanddodge3175

9 ай бұрын

What's your perspective on that Pac? Pac...? Pac...? Pac?!

@BluEx22329

2 ай бұрын

​@poundlanddodge3175 *jazz music stops*

#HEPUTSDRUGSINDRINKS

Blazing listening to this

When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?

Yeah i like you bruh

incredible

This sounds special

Ty

Terrace martin

This is really good, but I have a quick question regarding the comments: What the hell are y’all even on about?!

The ghost of Mandela, hope my flows they propel it Let these words be your earth and moon You consume every message As I lead this army make room for mistakes and depression And with that being said my nigga, let me ask this question: When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan? When shit hit the fan (one two, one two) When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan? When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan? The ghost of Mandela, hope my flows they propel it Let these words be your earth and moon You consume every message As I lead this army make room for mistakes and depression And with that being said my nigga, let me ask this question: When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan? When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan? Want you look to your left and right, make sure you ask your friends When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan? Do you believe in me? Are you deceiving me? Could I let you down easily, is your heart where it need to be? Is your smile on permanent? Is your vow on lifetime? Would you know where the sermon is if I died in this next line? If I'm tried in a court of law, if the industry cut me off If the government want me dead, plant cocaine in my car Would you judge me a drug-head or see me as K. Lamar Or question my character and degrade me on every blog Want you to love me like Nelson, want you to hug me like Nelson I freed you from being a slave in your mind, you're very welcome You tell me my song is more than a song, it's surely a blessing But a prophet ain't a prophet til they ask you this question: When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan? When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan? Want you look to your left and right, make sure you ask your friends When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan? The ghost of Mandela, hope my flows they propel it Let my words be your earth and moon you consume every message As I lead this army make room for mistakes and depression And with that Do you believe in me? How much you believe in her? You think she gon' stick around if them 25 years occur? You think he can hold you down when you down behind bars hurt? You think y'all on common ground if you promise to be the first? Can you be immortalised without your life being expired? Even though you share the same blood is it worth the time? Like who got your best interest? Like how much are you dependent? How clutch are the people that say they love you? And who pretending? How tough is your skin when they turn you in? Do you show forgiveness? What brush do you bend when dusting your shoulders from being offended? What kind of den did they put you in when the lions start hissing? What kind of bridge did they burn? Revenge or your mind when it's mentioned? You wanna love like Nelson, you wanna be like Nelson You wanna walk in his shoes but you peacemaking seldom You wanna be remembered that delivered the message That considered the blessing of everyone This your lesson for everyone, say When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan? When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan? Want you look to your left and right, make sure you ask your friends When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan? The voice of Mandela, hope this flow stay propellin' Let my word be your Earth and moon You consume every message As I lead this army make room for mistakes and depression And if you riding with me, nigga I been wrote off before, I got abandonment issues I hold grudges like bad judges, don't let me resent you That's not Nelson-like, want you to love me like Nelson I went to Robben's Island analysing, that's where his cell is So I could find clarity, like how much you cherish me Is this relationship a fake or real as the heavens be? See I got to question it all, family, friends, fans, cats, dogs Trees, plants, grass, how the wind blow Murphy's Law, generation X, will I ever be your X? Floss off a baby step, mauled by the mouth of Pit bulls, put me under stress Crawled under rocks, ducking y'all, it's respect But then tomorrow, put my back against the wall How many leaders you said you needed then left 'em for dead? Is it Moses, is it Huey Newton or Detroit Red? Is it Martin Luther, JFK, shoot or you assassin Is it Jackie, is it Jesse, oh I know, it's Michael Jackson, oh When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan? When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan? That nigga gave us Billie Jean, you say he touched those kids? When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan? The ghost of Mandela, hope my flows they propel it Let my word be your earth and moon you consume every message As I lead this army make room for mistakes and depression And if you riding with me nigga, let me ask this question nigga

This is sick

8:18

He puts drugs in drinks for women…

you can do the instrumental or Loop of G Unit These Niggas Ain't Hood and Shit Is Real and 50Cent Slugs Gone Fly, How You Gonna Take This, Nobody Eat and My Confessions 97 the instrumental

@audioisolation1220

2 жыл бұрын

i will add them to my to do list

@randyestrada6224

11 ай бұрын

wut

Ich bin mir auch sicher

Randy ! Make a song where your doing music while your at work And you continue to say your lyrics until there’s a customer at your window you take the order and you back to. 9-5 job

I forgot when the beat started looking at everyone’s eyes cold hearted Thank you Alexis I promise to give you and be rewarded I just finally learned the psychics of my rap Too much turbulence can cause heaven in fact The answer to your truth Is no where near to Japan But repeating history is another mystery And you may fall in love easily So be careful what you think Randy you know your a narcissistic Randy it’s almost like you know the answer to it but don’t want to hip hop in it The flow is contagious im never in control so my laugh takes over and it’s dangerous So that must mean this conversation holds I’m not suppose to be smiling But yes I’m suppose to be enjoying life Anyways back to the topic Her legs crippled and wiggle like romen noodles Oh poodles you never listen Oh now you start to get flashbacks to your child whenever your reminiscing Stop and the sun will light your way Once you go it’s a heavy thunderstorm once you finish the goal Living in precise girls thigh are nice it gives the high I feel alive

@pndarblx

9 ай бұрын

I wish you the absolute best in life. You deserve everything good. All good things come to people who stay true.

@randyestrada6224

9 ай бұрын

@@pndarblx wtf

@randyestrada6224

9 ай бұрын

@@pndarblx thanks

@randyestrada6224

9 ай бұрын

@@pndarblx what makes you say that ?

@pndarblx

9 ай бұрын

@@randyestrada6224 I just wanted to thank someone, it looked like you meant what you said and I really appreciated that. God bless you

this whole beat is a masterpiece but 11:09 onward makes me feel things

@tyclone6266

3 ай бұрын

ong fax spit Ur shit indeed

@aidanwstricklin

2 ай бұрын

agreed