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Added a different intro to Shook Ones Part II by Mobb Deep.
This is where I got the intro: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R-QS4CTtltg

Shook Ones Part II (Alternate Intro)

Gangstarr-All for the Cash

A Tribe Called Quest - Electric Relaxation

Eminem - Quitter (Feat. D12) (Everlast Diss)

02. runnin-Cormega

Joell Ortiz - Hip Hop

YGz - Ghetto Celeb (1993) Explicit

MC Breed | I Ain't To Be Flexed With (1992)

Dave East - Karma 2  instrumental
Dave East - No Stylist  instrumental
Dave East Fresh Prince of Belaire  instrumental
Dave East Let it Go  instrumental
Dave East - Type of Time  instrumental
Dave East - Party Monster  instrumental
Dave East - 30 N***az  instrumental
Dave East - Keisha  instrumental
Dave East - Paper Chasin  instrumental
Dave East - Perfect  instrumental
Dave East - No Hook  instrumental

AROUND ME - Dave East Type Beat

Dreamer (Hip Hop & Rap Beat)

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TEMPO DI LUTA 

TEMPO DI LUTA - ROTXA

[Verse 1: Havoc]
Word up, son, I heard they got you on the run
For a body - now it's time to stash the guns
They probably got the phones tapped so I won't speak long
Gimme a hot second, and I'mma put you on
It's all messed up somebody snitching on the crew
And word is on the street is they got pictures of you
Homicide came to the crib last night, six deep
Askin' on your whereabouts and where d'you sleep
They said they just wanna question you, but me and you know
That once they catch you, all they do is just arrest you
Then arraign you, hang you, I don't think so
It's a good thing you bounced for now just stay low
Once in a blue I check to see how you're doin'
I know you need loot, so I send it through Western Union
They probably knock down the door
In the middle of the night, sometimes around four
Hoping to find who they looking for but they won't succeed
All they gonna find is mad empty bags of weed
But word son, you got the projects hotter than hell
Harder for brothers, to get their thug on but oh well
Son they know too much, even the hoodrat chicks
Oh you heard who did what, no I don't know who did shit
So stop askin, then I know I'm not goin' crazy
From windows, I see lights flashing and maybe
Somebody's taking pictures - you know who that be
Police lovers, and neighborhood snitches
They put up a G so everybody's pointing fingers
And lying, aiyyo son, the temp is rising

[Verse 2: Prodigy]
What up black? Hold your head wherever you at
On the flow from the cops with wings on your back
That snitch nigga - gave police your location
We'll chop his body up in six degrees of separation
Killer listen, shit ain't the same without you at home
Phony niggas walk around trying to be your clone
They really fear you, when you was at home they was pale
That's why they wanna see you either dead or in jail
By the time you hear this rhyme you'll probably be locked up
Tried to hide somewhere along the lines your plans slipped up
Got caught up in a crime that you can't take back
Reminisce on how I used to pick you up in the Ac
Years ago when we was younger seemed the hood took us under very deep
Wondering who snitched it got me losing lots of sleep
At night, you know my mouth is tight
I never sang to the cops cause that shit ain't right
Sometimes I stroll past the scene of the crime and backtrack
Damn - why the situation go down like that?
It'll be a long time before the heat dies down
And a - couple of years 'fore we see you around
But 'til then, maintain and keep your story the same
The cops is grabbing wrong niggas, looking for someone to blame
They harrassing, struggling to find the truth
There's a chance ya case'll get thrown out, cause they ain't got no proof
To say you're guilty, your fingerprints filthy, deliver
Me the gun, I'll tie it to a brick and throw it in the river
Make sure it sinks to the bottom
Outsmart police, snuck you out the projects, we got 'em
But still, but still, but still...

Mobb Deep (Featuring Crystal Johnson) | Temperature's Rising (1994)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TrUERC2Zk64
Considered to be one of the greatest recordings from the Golden Era of rap music. The song uses an extended metaphor, using a woman to represent hip hop music. The acronym "H.E.R" means "Hip-Hop in its Essence is Real"
The song speaks on the direction that hip hop music took during the late 1980s and early 1990s. It specifically refers to the fall of conscious and Afrocentric rap as well as the rising popularity of West Coast hip hop and G-funk. In the song, Common makes an analogy comparing the degradation of a woman with the deterioration of hip hop music after rappers "selling out" for fame and money which led to commercial success forcing the genre into the mainstream.

Common | I Used To Love H.E.R. (1994) Instrumental

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a-mAK3uB2_0
Verse 1: Bootie Brown
Now in my younger days I used to sport a shag
When I went to school I carried lunch in a bag
With an apple for my teacher cause I knew I'd get a kiss
Always got mad when the class was dismissed
But when it was in session, I always had a question
I would raise my hand to make her stand, come to my desk and
Help me with my problem, it was never much
Just a trick, to smell her scent and try to sneak a touch
Oh, how I wish I could hold her hand and give her a hug
She was married to the man, he was a thug
His name was Lee, he drove a Z
He'd pick her up from school promptly at three o'clock
I was on her jock, yes indeedy I wrote graffiti on the bus
First I'd write her name then carve a plus
With my name last, on the looking glass
I seen her yesterday but still I had to let her pass

Verse 2: SlimKid Trey
When I dream of fairytales I think of me and Shelly
See she's my type of hype and I can't stand when brothers tell me
That I should quit chasin' and look for something better
But the smile that she shows makes me a go-getter
I haven't gone as far as asking if I could get with her
I just play it by ear and hope she gets the picture
I'm shooting for her heart, got my finger on the trigger
She could be my broad, and I could be her nigga
But, all I can do was stare
Back as kids we used to kiss when we played truth or dare
Now she's more sophisticated, highly edu-ma-cated
Not at all overrated, I think I need a prayer
To get in her book and it looks rather dry
I guess a twinkle in her eye is just a twinkle in her eye
Although she's crazy stepping, I'll try to stop her stride
Cause I won't have no more of this passing me by

Verse 3: Imani
Time for me to voice my opinion can't be pretending she didn't have me
Sprung like a chicken, chasing my tail like a doggie
She was kind of like a star, thinking I was like a fan
Damn, she looked good, down side: she had a man
He was a rooty-toot, a nincompoop
She told me soon your little birdie's gonna fly the coop
She was a flake like corn, and I was born not to understand
By letting her pass I had proved to be a better man

Verse 4: Fatlip
Now there she goes again, the dopest Ethiopian
And now the world around me begins moving in slow motion when-
Ever she happens to walk by - why does the apple of my eye
Overlook and disregard my feelings no matter how much I try?
Wait, no, I did not really pursue my little princess with persistence
And I was so low-key that she was unaware of my existence
From a distance I desired her, secretly admired her
Wired her a letter to get her, and it went
My dear, my dear, my dear, you do not know me but I know you very well
Now let me tell you about the feelings I have for you
When I try or make some sort of attempt, I symp
Damn I wish I wasn't such a wimp
Cause then I would let you know that I love you so
And if I was your man then I would be true
The only lying I would do is in the bed with you
Then I signed sincerely, the one who loves you dearly, PS Love Me Tender
The letter came back three days later: Return to Sender, damn

The Pharcyde | Passin Me By (1992) LP Mix

One of the best unreleased tracks in His-Story!!


[Ol' Dirty Bastard]
Please pull the plug if the drugs are winning
Cuz the high will keep your world spinning
Wasted time, thought about the high with fam
True the cash was there, and the stash was there
And I thought that Forever that the Wu was there
Wasted time, on hoes, pussy and clothes
I'm the Don of the rose, it's the life I chose
Baby mamas are the worst, bitches don't even work
Yet the coach bag matches with your hat and your skirt
So I swept for no reason, disappeared for seasons
Room may be padded, but damn, it's more easy
Beautiful girls tease me, they see the sleaze in me
But I'ma stay Dirty, except the snake
No more will I waste the cake, no more will I run from Jake
No more will I make mistakes, no more will I waste the time (nope)

[Chorus: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
No more will you spit in my drink, no more will you poison me
I'ma climb real high, feel free with the thug inside
No more will I run and hide, wastin' time
No more will I taste the drugs, no more will I dodge the slugs
I'ma climb real high, feel free with the thug inside
No more will I run and hide, no more will I run and hide
No more will I waste the time

[Ol' Dirty Bastard]
I walk on a dirty trail of cash and L's
Red Rose, you get high when I exhale
Jumped bail cuz the judge promised my ass jail
West Coast couldn't hide me, the world's an audience
Passed out from the high like Martin Lawrence
Had me in the room next to Sarah Connor's
But my problem's much greater than any Terminator
Not one visit from fam, just letters from fans
Saying "Dirt keep ya head up and fuck getting wet up"
The Roc told me to sign on the dotted line
"Welcome home, Russell Jones, you've been wastin' time"
Rocked up a little, bling bling a little
Now every roach in the cracks wanna jump in the Ac'
Every cat in the front gotta ride in the back
You freaks in the Ford, I ride a Cadillac
You freaks in the Ford, I ride a Cadillac
At last...

[Chorus]

ODB - Wasted Time (unreleased)

“13” CD: https://naturesoundsmusic.com/shop/havoc-13/
“13” on Tunes / Apple Music: https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/13/1115313349
“13” on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/0rr67WQhj1GctYQf1jajov

Havoc is joined by Styles P and Raekwon as three legendary NYC hip hop groups unite for "Favorite Rap Stars".  The Mobb Deep emcee/producer's new album "13" is now available worldwide.

Mobb Deep (Featuring Crystal Johnson) | Temperature's Rising (1994)

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