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Re: whats the best industry beat for a diss track??

 

I gets my beats custom made, son.

 

Really, I do.

I have ones that sample all my favorite songs.

Grim Reaper-See You In Hell.

Poison Idea-Plastic Bomb.

Tom Petty-American Girl.

The Staple Singers-Let's Do It Again.

They are killer.

The only thing they lack is vocals.

Every aspect of my life reflects my sheer laziness.

 

I didn't think people even listened to hip hop anymore.

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Re: whats the best industry beat for a diss track??

 

get MF doom's all caps instrumental...dope ass beat.

or better yet, get the Barney i love you instrumental. Now that my friend will break some niggas up if you can burn someone with that.

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Re: whats the best industry beat for a diss track??

 

I was walkin down a dark way, trouble had to find me

The street corner shark was comin up behind me

I grabbed my pistol, punk started to whistle

Like you got a missile, boy, you know this'll

Be fun, I put my hand up on my gun

He tried to cut me on run, huh - but yo, I'm not the one

Flexin up the trigger finger, a dead ringer

I'm not a singer, and life just don't linger

But I looked the boy in his eyes, and he almost cried

But before he died

 

Murder

In the first degree

That's what you get when you're messin with the Busy Bee

Yeah, murder

You better write your will

I'm Busy Bee, I pay the bills, dressed to kill

Murder

 

Murder style

Murder style

 

A black guy on Howard Beach

A boy lay bleedin from his head to his feet

The police writin up his report

Drinkin coffee from a cup and doin what he was taught

At the academy, mistaken identity

The boy was a friend of me, guess he wasn't meant to be

Remedies, diagnosis or cure or a conclusion

There's no confusion, it's just winnin and losin

Hey, there's no pity or remorse

There's no pause, cause what's lost is lost

Huh, so throw his body in the bag

And they'll say that he was high on crack

But it's

 

Murder

In the first degree

That's what you get when you're messin with society

Yeah, murder

You better write your will

I'm Busy Bee, I pay my bills, dressed to kill

I'm talkin bout

Murder

 

Girl named Patty drived a black Caddy

The girl was so fine, I wanted to kiss her daddy

Bring her mama out to dinner

Bring Patty to the race track, then bring home a winner

Buy her earrings and medaillons

I got juice by the gallon

But she got legs like a stallion

Plus to be a cutie's her duty

She got brains plus beauty

Don't even think about the booty

Bumpers, and she got no breaks

So when she walks her shimmy'll shake

Like ??? from the earthquake, on the eaves she would drop

She'd go on the horn and say "I can't stop"

The way she move, the way she pose

She knows how to put on - and even take off clothes

I never leave her, I never desert her

She so bad - the bitch was murder

 

Yeah

Dance, sucker

This is murder

 

A pretty good-lookin, fine young lady

Drivin a Mercedes, soon to have a baby

Three months gone, she's treated like a pawn

And all the joyridin good times - all that was gone

Her world changed, she was feelin strange

Things was runnin through her brain, cravin, hunger pains

And her friend, he stopped goin steady

Then reality hit her - she realized she ain't ready

So now she must proceed with caution

And sneak to the clinic and gettin an abortion

They're both foetal, the less is too evil

It' still raw, but still legal

 

It's murder

In the first degree

That's what you get when you're messin with society

Yeah, it's murder

You better write your will

I'm Busy Bee, I pay the bills, I'm dressed to kill

 

In Bed-Stuy

It's do or die

It's no why

Why's a crooked letter

Yes, let's go get her

You better met my beretta

(Why?) The song set her

Don't do the crime

If you can't do the time

Do let her get away

To pray you must lay

Because if you get caught

You get the time anyway

A lotta guys went to jail who ain't ready

The only thing worse than a criminal is one that's petty

Go to jail to get large

He's doin life - what's his charge?

 

Murder

In the first degree

That's what you get when you're messin with the Busy Bee

Yeah, it's murder

You better write your will

I'm Busy Bee, I pay the bills, I'm dressed to kill

Talkin bout

Murder

 

Murder style

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Re: whats the best industry beat for a diss track??

 

word.. well i was gonna go with ether or some premo shit... i got that jada aint nobody better shit, thats fire... im just wondering what makes you wanna kill somebody or gets yall amped up im dissin this fag from baltimore where i hail from and hes soooooo bad, but he already came at me on some waaack shit.... i got beats, just nothin that makes me wanna rip somebody's face off.. nawwwmean

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Re: whats the best industry beat for a diss track??

 

It ain't the niggas that act hard

it's the niggas that be like quiet-like

It's the ones that put the slugs in your ass

and tell your ass goodnight

So get that nigga a marble coffin

Cos I ain't that nigga t' FUCK with

I'm from the O so I blast often

Motherfuckers wanna test my nuts and be like stuck

Cos E-A-Ski's shot some shit up

Nigga, I thought you knew that it be on

Never leave the house without the chrome

Nigga you can fuck around and get your life took

Thinkin I won't squeeze this fuckin trigger

Till these bullets stop distributin

Cut your ass on the late-night (ride)

Tryin ta jack my shit, but my Glock is seventeen tight

Now ya bent outta shape from the tips, no talons

That I loaded in your ass by the gallons

Now then, why would you FUCK with a G?

I don't slang but I throw them thangs and shoot the Glock 20

Many ain't got their ass in to the CP banner

By a nigga that was well mannered

Now you're in for a treat, you don't wanna meet my crew

We blast if we have to

We blast if we have to nigga

Don't make me have to

Squeeze this motherfuckin millimetre

And it don't stop

I blast if I have to nigga

Don't make me have to

Squeeze this motherfuckin millimetre

And it won't stop

Shit, I cocked a '94 beamer, strapped with the Glock

I caught a '94 misdemeanor (That's fucked up)

They had my ass in the tank

With nothin but motherfuckin time to sit and think (Why?)

I had my shit in the first place

A black motherfucker in the O witta beamer is the worst place

To be caught with the strap

A ten thousand bail and an infrared Glock I'll never get back

Can't fight the shit so I'm down for probation, waitin

Two years and sixty days in a locked station

Can't fade the 6-0, so I chose the 2

And cut it down, I talk to the youth

Because they can't, I gotta file and some fingerprints

All because a nigga wanna keep his motherfuckin shit

Now ya see it ain't no love in this bitch

Strapped on the defence, pull it only when I need it

See these niggas wanna play me for my earned shit

They ain't earned shit, they wanna take, I gotta empty clips

These niggas ain't shit (I thought you knew, nigga?)

That's why my shit stay cocked, I blast if I have to

Oh,he's a mark and he's way outta pocket

Fuckin with a nigga from the Eastside O and don't think I knock him

Fuck you and your raps cos it ain't right

Niggas in the O yell "Ski" cos the track's tight

Motherfucker you can rap and try ta clown

Niggas ain't fucking wit you and your wacked sound

Who's the crew you wanna fuck with? (The infrared)

Ai yo C, put the beam to this nigga's head

PCP motherfucker, you lost a few screws

And these niggas don't know so I'm spreading the news

Player hater got my name in his mouth

If I shoot this 9 milli, I'm damn sure he'll wash my name out

Closet nigga can't cuff his nuts so he talk much shit

And be fucked when the Glock hit

I thought you knew that it be on like that

It ain't about the biggest gat, it's who's the first to bust a cap

These loco niggas ain't hearin me

I give much love but have to blast if they fuck with me

And no motherfuckin sympathy (He-huh!)

(The chrome as real as you) I blast if I have to

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