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Inspectah Deck - What They Want
Album: The Resident Patient
Year: 2006
Track: 3
Track Produced By: Mondee
Samples: None
Lyrics:
[Intro: Inspectah Deck]
Pop in peace..
Once again I gotta rise from the dead
Like the prophecy has been fulfilled or something
So be it..
[Inspectah Deck:]
I know the code, I'm a capital G., still surviving lowkey
Brain shifting, pitching out of the V
Bottom line, you got a problem with me, my name pop in the V's
Fuck a watch that got property deeds
I don't talk, won't spot me with D's
You can spot me at the spot, with the next top model from Queens
East side six rider, won't stop at the freeze
Where them, coppers'll squeeze and them boppers is G's
Where it's regular to serve the curb, when I splurge the word
Now break bread, break birds in thirds
Whose y'all I never ...
published: 31 Jan 2010
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Inspectah Deck - What They Want (HD)
Inspectah Deck - What They Want from the album The Resident Patient [2006]
published: 12 May 2013
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Inspectah Deck - My Style (HD)
Inspectah Deck - My Style from the album The Resident Patient [2006]
published: 12 May 2013
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Inspectah Deck - Cant Stay Away
"Cant Stay Away” is the 2nd single off the album “Chamber #9” by the Legendary Wutang Clan member Inspectah Deck available at rebelins.com and all streaming platforms
2019 URBAN ICON RECORDS. All Rights Reserved.
#InspectahDeck #CantStayAway #Chamber9 #ChamberNumber9
http://vevo.ly/kleKqE
published: 16 Aug 2019
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Inspectah Deck - Word On The Street
Album: Uncontrolled Substance
Year: 1999
Track: 9
Track Produced By: Inspectah Deck
Samples: "What Would I Do" by Ernie Hines
Lyrics:
[Intro: Inspectah Deck]
Smooth getaway, yeah
One time on my ass (getaway)
'Bout to make this hundred yard dash...
with the cash
[Inspectah Deck]
I'm fleein the crime scene on the major decon
Power steerin, lost the handle in the Jeep spin
Deep in the seat, high persuit by the precinct
My co-defendant turned stake and let the beast in
They rush my old Earth lab, grabbed 50 g's cash
in the stash and let the glock splash
Sun dash down the fire escape past the weed gate
the weed gate, thought it was a sting, popped the tre' 8
Jakes givin chase, now the dread's my 'space
I was creepin down the staircase, we met face to face
In the lobb...
published: 09 Dec 2009
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Method Man - Everything (ft. Inspectah Deck & StreetLife)
Featuring Streetlife & Inspectah Deck
Produced by Mathematics
Album 4:21... The Day After
Lyrics:
[Intro: Method Man]
Yeah... yeah... Allah Math...
Yeah... yo... yo...
[Method Man]
Y'all ain't never stopping the kid, why y'all knocking the king?
Would ya like a shot of liquor or like a shot to the rib?
Plus you stay on top of they grills, stay on top of they biz
Thinking niggas plotting on hairs, think they not when they is
This is Staten Island gully, you dig? It's getting ugly
And I ain't found a court that can judge me, the block love me
Like nines to the side of the skully, popping they top
I'd rather pop bubbly, one for B.I.G. and one for Pac
Nigga, trust me, I'm hot as they get, like Al Green
Getting hit by a pot of them grits, yo, nahmeen?
Y'all don't really want no parts of this,...
published: 07 Mar 2019
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Rhyme Scheme // Guillotine Swordz [Inspectah Deck]
Visual representation of Inspectah Deck's verse on "Guillotine." INS is the king of opening songs and starting off verses.
This is a series of vids highlighting the art of rhyming. There are a few factors that make a dope verse but this series focuses on creative rhyme schemes. It's more than just music, this is poetry.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I do not own the music in this video. This is meant for educational purposes only. If you are the owner of the music used in this video and want it removed, please contact me.
published: 07 Oct 2018
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Streetlife ft. Inspectah Deck - A star is born
Method Man presents Streetlife
"Streetlife ft. Inspectah Deck - A star is born" from the album "Street education" (2005).
published: 19 Feb 2011
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🐼🍣 Tupac | Got My Mind Made Up (Inspectah Deck Version)
Daz Dillinger produced five of the 27 tracks on Tupac’s All Eyez On Me double album. Tha Dogg Pound MC/producer was a close affiliate of Shakur during his year with Death Row Records. The blockbuster album would eventually reach diamond certification, with Daz producing singles such as “I Ain’t Mad At Cha” and “2 Of Amerikaz Most Wanted.” Another contribution to the LP would be “Got My Mind Made Up,” on which Daz and DPG partner Kurupt would appear on vocally, in addition to the Dillinger beat.
The song featured Redman and Method Man, at a time when Death Row Records was notorious for keeping albums almost entirely in-house. The two Def Jam Records artists (who since formed a group) were not the only guests on the song’s intended personnel. The Lady Of Rage, then a Death Row artist, and M...
published: 14 Mar 2019
2:26
Inspectah Deck - What They Want
Album: The Resident Patient
Year: 2006
Track: 3
Track Produced By: Mondee
Samples: None
Lyrics:
[Intro: Inspectah Deck]
Pop in peace..
Once again I ...
Album: The Resident Patient
Year: 2006
Track: 3
Track Produced By: Mondee
Samples: None
Lyrics:
[Intro: Inspectah Deck]
Pop in peace..
Once again I gotta rise from the dead
Like the prophecy has been fulfilled or something
So be it..
[Inspectah Deck:]
I know the code, I'm a capital G., still surviving lowkey
Brain shifting, pitching out of the V
Bottom line, you got a problem with me, my name pop in the V's
Fuck a watch that got property deeds
I don't talk, won't spot me with D's
You can spot me at the spot, with the next top model from Queens
East side six rider, won't stop at the freeze
Where them, coppers'll squeeze and them boppers is G's
Where it's regular to serve the curb, when I splurge the word
Now break bread, break birds in thirds
Whose y'all I never heard y'all herbs, never burnt ya herb
I run circles, all you work y'all nerves
I'm a legend watch me work my swerve, on the verge to surge
You understand it, if you learn the words, it go
[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]
This is what they want, son, mansions and yachts
For a taste of it, the'll off ya top, aiyo
This is what they want, son, big dreams and CREAM
Bitches ride like the Scream Machine
This is what they want, son, but they fail to get
Cuz the radio don't play this shit, yo
This is what they want, son, real talk on wax
Nevermind bout who did the track, man
[Inspectah Deck:]
This is that get low, blow your 'dro, sip ya hypno'
Three miles an hour, NARC style in ya whip slow
Big city glow, I rest where the semi's blow
And sleep with a piece, the streets won't let me go
So, I'mma rep, til I'm dead, in my physical
No, I'm not Biggie Smalls, I ain't 'ready to die'
Or ready with the infered, his head's ready for I
Live from the mosh pit, they black, cheddar his eye
It gets like that, when you grinding in the pits like that
The overtime, never quit type cat
Stay low, posting up like Shaq
Catch me stepping in the crisp, uniform like Max in white cap
I'm back, so true to myself, I shine black
Like that, then I get you more for nine flat
I-N-S, House Gang on the plate, I buy that, like
You cross me, and ah, nine's clap, and
[Chorus]
https://wn.com/Inspectah_Deck_What_They_Want
Album: The Resident Patient
Year: 2006
Track: 3
Track Produced By: Mondee
Samples: None
Lyrics:
[Intro: Inspectah Deck]
Pop in peace..
Once again I gotta rise from the dead
Like the prophecy has been fulfilled or something
So be it..
[Inspectah Deck:]
I know the code, I'm a capital G., still surviving lowkey
Brain shifting, pitching out of the V
Bottom line, you got a problem with me, my name pop in the V's
Fuck a watch that got property deeds
I don't talk, won't spot me with D's
You can spot me at the spot, with the next top model from Queens
East side six rider, won't stop at the freeze
Where them, coppers'll squeeze and them boppers is G's
Where it's regular to serve the curb, when I splurge the word
Now break bread, break birds in thirds
Whose y'all I never heard y'all herbs, never burnt ya herb
I run circles, all you work y'all nerves
I'm a legend watch me work my swerve, on the verge to surge
You understand it, if you learn the words, it go
[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]
This is what they want, son, mansions and yachts
For a taste of it, the'll off ya top, aiyo
This is what they want, son, big dreams and CREAM
Bitches ride like the Scream Machine
This is what they want, son, but they fail to get
Cuz the radio don't play this shit, yo
This is what they want, son, real talk on wax
Nevermind bout who did the track, man
[Inspectah Deck:]
This is that get low, blow your 'dro, sip ya hypno'
Three miles an hour, NARC style in ya whip slow
Big city glow, I rest where the semi's blow
And sleep with a piece, the streets won't let me go
So, I'mma rep, til I'm dead, in my physical
No, I'm not Biggie Smalls, I ain't 'ready to die'
Or ready with the infered, his head's ready for I
Live from the mosh pit, they black, cheddar his eye
It gets like that, when you grinding in the pits like that
The overtime, never quit type cat
Stay low, posting up like Shaq
Catch me stepping in the crisp, uniform like Max in white cap
I'm back, so true to myself, I shine black
Like that, then I get you more for nine flat
I-N-S, House Gang on the plate, I buy that, like
You cross me, and ah, nine's clap, and
[Chorus]
- published: 31 Jan 2010
- views: 30016
2:26
Inspectah Deck - What They Want (HD)
Inspectah Deck - What They Want from the album The Resident Patient [2006]
Inspectah Deck - What They Want from the album The Resident Patient [2006]
https://wn.com/Inspectah_Deck_What_They_Want_(Hd)
Inspectah Deck - What They Want from the album The Resident Patient [2006]
- published: 12 May 2013
- views: 1645
2:18
Inspectah Deck - My Style (HD)
Inspectah Deck - My Style from the album The Resident Patient [2006]
Inspectah Deck - My Style from the album The Resident Patient [2006]
https://wn.com/Inspectah_Deck_My_Style_(Hd)
Inspectah Deck - My Style from the album The Resident Patient [2006]
- published: 12 May 2013
- views: 8198
3:02
Inspectah Deck - Cant Stay Away
"Cant Stay Away” is the 2nd single off the album “Chamber #9” by the Legendary Wutang Clan member Inspectah Deck available at rebelins.com and all streaming pla...
"Cant Stay Away” is the 2nd single off the album “Chamber #9” by the Legendary Wutang Clan member Inspectah Deck available at rebelins.com and all streaming platforms
2019 URBAN ICON RECORDS. All Rights Reserved.
#InspectahDeck #CantStayAway #Chamber9 #ChamberNumber9
http://vevo.ly/kleKqE
https://wn.com/Inspectah_Deck_Cant_Stay_Away
"Cant Stay Away” is the 2nd single off the album “Chamber #9” by the Legendary Wutang Clan member Inspectah Deck available at rebelins.com and all streaming platforms
2019 URBAN ICON RECORDS. All Rights Reserved.
#InspectahDeck #CantStayAway #Chamber9 #ChamberNumber9
http://vevo.ly/kleKqE
- published: 16 Aug 2019
- views: 280427
3:47
Inspectah Deck - Word On The Street
Album: Uncontrolled Substance
Year: 1999
Track: 9
Track Produced By: Inspectah Deck
Samples: "What Would I Do" by Ernie Hines
Lyrics:
[Intro: Inspecta...
Album: Uncontrolled Substance
Year: 1999
Track: 9
Track Produced By: Inspectah Deck
Samples: "What Would I Do" by Ernie Hines
Lyrics:
[Intro: Inspectah Deck]
Smooth getaway, yeah
One time on my ass (getaway)
'Bout to make this hundred yard dash...
with the cash
[Inspectah Deck]
I'm fleein the crime scene on the major decon
Power steerin, lost the handle in the Jeep spin
Deep in the seat, high persuit by the precinct
My co-defendant turned stake and let the beast in
They rush my old Earth lab, grabbed 50 g's cash
in the stash and let the glock splash
Sun dash down the fire escape past the weed gate
the weed gate, thought it was a sting, popped the tre' 8
Jakes givin chase, now the dread's my 'space
I was creepin down the staircase, we met face to face
In the lobby, cold stares, show no fear
We out for now, but next time we might go there
Cuz po's here, must've turned down the walkie talkie
I thought I heard one tell the other that he caught me
Damn, they got my man, he knows shit
Bitch nigga that I rolled with told shit
I layed low, 007 'til I get dark
He told where my wiz lives and where the whip's parked
Got my address off the license plate
That eliminates, headin to my next restin place
Uncertain, my wiz peaked from behind the curtain
It seen the high beam from the chicky lurkin
The high speed chase, got my swervin
I needed a diversion, crashed in the side of a suburban
In the mirror, I'm starin at the eyes of the lord
Couldn't jump out, fucked up the driver side door
Called China, meet me in a half with the pathfinder
No time to talk, I'll fill you in when I find ya
Stopped at a neighborhood diner, brought me some attire
And swore to hold me down under fire (echo)
[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]
The word on the street, they can't trace my rap sheets
Still I creap swift, tryin to slip all heat
The word on the street, this thing's way beyond deep
Promise me you'll keep ya mouth close and don't leak
The word on the street, the evidence's concrete
My cold thief mysteriously got set free
The word on the street, the photograph
let the beast splash through the projects, the last you weap
[Inspectah Deck]
You bein watched like you new on the block from roof tops
Get your moves on these hot shots, pop, music stops
Party's over, bold soldier move for his holster
Shot the lights out, struck the bouncer in his shoulder
hard times for po-9, can't control the mass' sweep
for move backstage, we sling V.I.P. passes
Jakes sprayin mace, riots takin place
When the Clan show they face, the fans show they place
Get your blunt rolled, fuck the 5-0, they want it dun' know
Bitches get tripped over, niggaz wildin the front row
Fire marshall catch a beat down, tryin to cut my sound
Radio dispatcher, back-up, bustin rounds
without intermission from a crowd's position
Bullets ricochet off the strobe-lights, strikin Christians
My nigga slipped in, 'nuff ammunition
to bust back, fuck that, them out-of-town cats gon' take the rap
It's war on the dance floor, quarter to 4
Before we peeled off, they tried to seal off the back door
Gats for the beast, high persuit down the side streets
Shot up my getaway Jeep, crashed the front glass
Flew the head rest off the passenger seat
I grabbed the heat, catched in the wif in and escaped on feet
While the locals interrogated for names and photos
work for 5-0, swappin info for dough
[Chorus]
https://wn.com/Inspectah_Deck_Word_On_The_Street
Album: Uncontrolled Substance
Year: 1999
Track: 9
Track Produced By: Inspectah Deck
Samples: "What Would I Do" by Ernie Hines
Lyrics:
[Intro: Inspectah Deck]
Smooth getaway, yeah
One time on my ass (getaway)
'Bout to make this hundred yard dash...
with the cash
[Inspectah Deck]
I'm fleein the crime scene on the major decon
Power steerin, lost the handle in the Jeep spin
Deep in the seat, high persuit by the precinct
My co-defendant turned stake and let the beast in
They rush my old Earth lab, grabbed 50 g's cash
in the stash and let the glock splash
Sun dash down the fire escape past the weed gate
the weed gate, thought it was a sting, popped the tre' 8
Jakes givin chase, now the dread's my 'space
I was creepin down the staircase, we met face to face
In the lobby, cold stares, show no fear
We out for now, but next time we might go there
Cuz po's here, must've turned down the walkie talkie
I thought I heard one tell the other that he caught me
Damn, they got my man, he knows shit
Bitch nigga that I rolled with told shit
I layed low, 007 'til I get dark
He told where my wiz lives and where the whip's parked
Got my address off the license plate
That eliminates, headin to my next restin place
Uncertain, my wiz peaked from behind the curtain
It seen the high beam from the chicky lurkin
The high speed chase, got my swervin
I needed a diversion, crashed in the side of a suburban
In the mirror, I'm starin at the eyes of the lord
Couldn't jump out, fucked up the driver side door
Called China, meet me in a half with the pathfinder
No time to talk, I'll fill you in when I find ya
Stopped at a neighborhood diner, brought me some attire
And swore to hold me down under fire (echo)
[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]
The word on the street, they can't trace my rap sheets
Still I creap swift, tryin to slip all heat
The word on the street, this thing's way beyond deep
Promise me you'll keep ya mouth close and don't leak
The word on the street, the evidence's concrete
My cold thief mysteriously got set free
The word on the street, the photograph
let the beast splash through the projects, the last you weap
[Inspectah Deck]
You bein watched like you new on the block from roof tops
Get your moves on these hot shots, pop, music stops
Party's over, bold soldier move for his holster
Shot the lights out, struck the bouncer in his shoulder
hard times for po-9, can't control the mass' sweep
for move backstage, we sling V.I.P. passes
Jakes sprayin mace, riots takin place
When the Clan show they face, the fans show they place
Get your blunt rolled, fuck the 5-0, they want it dun' know
Bitches get tripped over, niggaz wildin the front row
Fire marshall catch a beat down, tryin to cut my sound
Radio dispatcher, back-up, bustin rounds
without intermission from a crowd's position
Bullets ricochet off the strobe-lights, strikin Christians
My nigga slipped in, 'nuff ammunition
to bust back, fuck that, them out-of-town cats gon' take the rap
It's war on the dance floor, quarter to 4
Before we peeled off, they tried to seal off the back door
Gats for the beast, high persuit down the side streets
Shot up my getaway Jeep, crashed the front glass
Flew the head rest off the passenger seat
I grabbed the heat, catched in the wif in and escaped on feet
While the locals interrogated for names and photos
work for 5-0, swappin info for dough
[Chorus]
- published: 09 Dec 2009
- views: 34548
3:35
Method Man - Everything (ft. Inspectah Deck & StreetLife)
Featuring Streetlife & Inspectah Deck
Produced by Mathematics
Album 4:21... The Day After
Lyrics:
[Intro: Method Man]
Yeah... yeah... Allah Math...
Yeah... yo....
Featuring Streetlife & Inspectah Deck
Produced by Mathematics
Album 4:21... The Day After
Lyrics:
[Intro: Method Man]
Yeah... yeah... Allah Math...
Yeah... yo... yo...
[Method Man]
Y'all ain't never stopping the kid, why y'all knocking the king?
Would ya like a shot of liquor or like a shot to the rib?
Plus you stay on top of they grills, stay on top of they biz
Thinking niggas plotting on hairs, think they not when they is
This is Staten Island gully, you dig? It's getting ugly
And I ain't found a court that can judge me, the block love me
Like nines to the side of the skully, popping they top
I'd rather pop bubbly, one for B.I.G. and one for Pac
Nigga, trust me, I'm hot as they get, like Al Green
Getting hit by a pot of them grits, yo, nahmeen?
Y'all don't really want no parts of this, soon as a nigga
Start shining, niggas start some shit, my guard lit
Like a boss, head nigga in charge, get in these drawers
Fitted, nine inches bigger than yours
This Meth dude got that food, and he serving it raw
Told you before, I bring the pain, and now I'm hurting them, pa
Hurting them, pa...
[Hook 2X: Streetlife]
Up from the 36, back on that bullshit
Okay, I'm reloaded, strapped with a full clip
Staten Island's the borough, Park Hill, we still click
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, that's the Clan, we run shit
[Inspectah Deck]
Aiyo, you fucking with some capital G's, Allah Math
Streetlife, Meth Man, plus the Masta and me
Soldier I, make it happen, indeed, my sick gift
Had the highest paid ho, get it cracking for free
Worldwide, still trapped in the P's, Pioneers
Like the twenty inch woofers, that's in back of the V
Leave ya brain, like you spazzing on E
It don't matter who you happen to be, nothing swagger like he
Keep a dirty cop close, never talk with no feds
Tear the roof off the mother, right along with ya head
And I ain't talk unless she talking bout bread
You would swear that I'm rocking New Balance, how I'm walking the ledge
Son, I'm just a little off of the edge, as I stalk
The mean streets, for paused types, callers are read
Killa Hill where the warriors bred, I'm a Resident
Patient, it's gonna take more than the meds
[Hook 2X]
[Streetlife]
Special invited guest, I came to put the rumors to rest
Rip the rest of the slugs through your chest
Put the chest to the back of your vest
Trap your packet, take the money and jet
Niggas posted, but you posing no threat
Punk, you pussy like the opposite sex
Front, see how many shots you will get
I'm not asking, I'm demanding respect
I'm just a man to respect
Watch your step, son, your funeral's next
Streetlife is the man in the flesh, I got one hand on your neck
The other hand is attached to the tech
Your next move could mean life or death
Make move, take baby steps
Hold that thought, nigga, save your breath
We hold courts, in the streets, we rep
For Cash Rule, and we came to collect, cock sucker
https://wn.com/Method_Man_Everything_(Ft._Inspectah_Deck_Streetlife)
Featuring Streetlife & Inspectah Deck
Produced by Mathematics
Album 4:21... The Day After
Lyrics:
[Intro: Method Man]
Yeah... yeah... Allah Math...
Yeah... yo... yo...
[Method Man]
Y'all ain't never stopping the kid, why y'all knocking the king?
Would ya like a shot of liquor or like a shot to the rib?
Plus you stay on top of they grills, stay on top of they biz
Thinking niggas plotting on hairs, think they not when they is
This is Staten Island gully, you dig? It's getting ugly
And I ain't found a court that can judge me, the block love me
Like nines to the side of the skully, popping they top
I'd rather pop bubbly, one for B.I.G. and one for Pac
Nigga, trust me, I'm hot as they get, like Al Green
Getting hit by a pot of them grits, yo, nahmeen?
Y'all don't really want no parts of this, soon as a nigga
Start shining, niggas start some shit, my guard lit
Like a boss, head nigga in charge, get in these drawers
Fitted, nine inches bigger than yours
This Meth dude got that food, and he serving it raw
Told you before, I bring the pain, and now I'm hurting them, pa
Hurting them, pa...
[Hook 2X: Streetlife]
Up from the 36, back on that bullshit
Okay, I'm reloaded, strapped with a full clip
Staten Island's the borough, Park Hill, we still click
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, that's the Clan, we run shit
[Inspectah Deck]
Aiyo, you fucking with some capital G's, Allah Math
Streetlife, Meth Man, plus the Masta and me
Soldier I, make it happen, indeed, my sick gift
Had the highest paid ho, get it cracking for free
Worldwide, still trapped in the P's, Pioneers
Like the twenty inch woofers, that's in back of the V
Leave ya brain, like you spazzing on E
It don't matter who you happen to be, nothing swagger like he
Keep a dirty cop close, never talk with no feds
Tear the roof off the mother, right along with ya head
And I ain't talk unless she talking bout bread
You would swear that I'm rocking New Balance, how I'm walking the ledge
Son, I'm just a little off of the edge, as I stalk
The mean streets, for paused types, callers are read
Killa Hill where the warriors bred, I'm a Resident
Patient, it's gonna take more than the meds
[Hook 2X]
[Streetlife]
Special invited guest, I came to put the rumors to rest
Rip the rest of the slugs through your chest
Put the chest to the back of your vest
Trap your packet, take the money and jet
Niggas posted, but you posing no threat
Punk, you pussy like the opposite sex
Front, see how many shots you will get
I'm not asking, I'm demanding respect
I'm just a man to respect
Watch your step, son, your funeral's next
Streetlife is the man in the flesh, I got one hand on your neck
The other hand is attached to the tech
Your next move could mean life or death
Make move, take baby steps
Hold that thought, nigga, save your breath
We hold courts, in the streets, we rep
For Cash Rule, and we came to collect, cock sucker
- published: 07 Mar 2019
- views: 650
1:01
Rhyme Scheme // Guillotine Swordz [Inspectah Deck]
Visual representation of Inspectah Deck's verse on "Guillotine." INS is the king of opening songs and starting off verses.
This is a series of vids highlighti...
Visual representation of Inspectah Deck's verse on "Guillotine." INS is the king of opening songs and starting off verses.
This is a series of vids highlighting the art of rhyming. There are a few factors that make a dope verse but this series focuses on creative rhyme schemes. It's more than just music, this is poetry.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I do not own the music in this video. This is meant for educational purposes only. If you are the owner of the music used in this video and want it removed, please contact me.
https://wn.com/Rhyme_Scheme_Guillotine_Swordz_Inspectah_Deck
Visual representation of Inspectah Deck's verse on "Guillotine." INS is the king of opening songs and starting off verses.
This is a series of vids highlighting the art of rhyming. There are a few factors that make a dope verse but this series focuses on creative rhyme schemes. It's more than just music, this is poetry.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I do not own the music in this video. This is meant for educational purposes only. If you are the owner of the music used in this video and want it removed, please contact me.
- published: 07 Oct 2018
- views: 77384
3:25
Streetlife ft. Inspectah Deck - A star is born
Method Man presents Streetlife
"Streetlife ft. Inspectah Deck - A star is born" from the album "Street education" (2005).
Method Man presents Streetlife
"Streetlife ft. Inspectah Deck - A star is born" from the album "Street education" (2005).
https://wn.com/Streetlife_Ft._Inspectah_Deck_A_Star_Is_Born
Method Man presents Streetlife
"Streetlife ft. Inspectah Deck - A star is born" from the album "Street education" (2005).
- published: 19 Feb 2011
- views: 15979
6:04
🐼🍣 Tupac | Got My Mind Made Up (Inspectah Deck Version)
Daz Dillinger produced five of the 27 tracks on Tupac’s All Eyez On Me double album. Tha Dogg Pound MC/producer was a close affiliate of Shakur during his year ...
Daz Dillinger produced five of the 27 tracks on Tupac’s All Eyez On Me double album. Tha Dogg Pound MC/producer was a close affiliate of Shakur during his year with Death Row Records. The blockbuster album would eventually reach diamond certification, with Daz producing singles such as “I Ain’t Mad At Cha” and “2 Of Amerikaz Most Wanted.” Another contribution to the LP would be “Got My Mind Made Up,” on which Daz and DPG partner Kurupt would appear on vocally, in addition to the Dillinger beat.
The song featured Redman and Method Man, at a time when Death Row Records was notorious for keeping albums almost entirely in-house. The two Def Jam Records artists (who since formed a group) were not the only guests on the song’s intended personnel. The Lady Of Rage, then a Death Row artist, and Meth’s Wu-Tang Clan band-mate Inspectah Deck recorded verses for the song. In the album version, Deck can be heard on background vocals.
“[‘Got My Mind Made Up’ originally] had [The Lady Of Rage], Inspectah Deck, Method Man, Redman, me, and Kurupt [as guests]. Why I think they [still kept] Inspectah Deck’s vocals in there a little bit is because [the recording was done on] ADAT’s. There was probably three ADAT’s. I put the beat on one. On the second tape, it had all of our vocals on there. Now the third tape, I must’ve had Inspectah Deck on there. But they didn’t have the third tape. That’s why you only heard his background [vocals].” Unlike Meth’ and Red’, in 1996, Deck had yet to release a solo album.
Lyrics:
[Inspectah Deck]
I set the mic in flames, my name's INS the Rebel
Murder one style, smash piles straight to pebbles
Mental terrorist, specialist at this
Menacing lyricist, leave crews defenseless
Can't design landmines, lick off like nines
To paralyze everything, ears ring like doorknobs
Heads start to turn like police who pass
Hear the blast, my crew bust through like tear gas
Fuck a mask, we laced in place like the Marshall
Sparkle, like live but harder than tarvue
Wreck this rhyme, start relentless, roughest
And fuck up the party for you paying motherfuckers
Once I commence for you ladies and gents
I kick rhymes, sharper than barbwire fence
The live and direct, from Killah Hill Project
Staten Island, New York, you can't help but to hawk
Lay it on your dental, that's if you want it hostile
Sounds so underground I write my rhymes on fossil
Dudes like this, force me to get you open
Lyrically wet you up, until you soaking
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Daz Dillinger produced five of the 27 tracks on Tupac’s All Eyez On Me double album. Tha Dogg Pound MC/producer was a close affiliate of Shakur during his year with Death Row Records. The blockbuster album would eventually reach diamond certification, with Daz producing singles such as “I Ain’t Mad At Cha” and “2 Of Amerikaz Most Wanted.” Another contribution to the LP would be “Got My Mind Made Up,” on which Daz and DPG partner Kurupt would appear on vocally, in addition to the Dillinger beat.
The song featured Redman and Method Man, at a time when Death Row Records was notorious for keeping albums almost entirely in-house. The two Def Jam Records artists (who since formed a group) were not the only guests on the song’s intended personnel. The Lady Of Rage, then a Death Row artist, and Meth’s Wu-Tang Clan band-mate Inspectah Deck recorded verses for the song. In the album version, Deck can be heard on background vocals.
“[‘Got My Mind Made Up’ originally] had [The Lady Of Rage], Inspectah Deck, Method Man, Redman, me, and Kurupt [as guests]. Why I think they [still kept] Inspectah Deck’s vocals in there a little bit is because [the recording was done on] ADAT’s. There was probably three ADAT’s. I put the beat on one. On the second tape, it had all of our vocals on there. Now the third tape, I must’ve had Inspectah Deck on there. But they didn’t have the third tape. That’s why you only heard his background [vocals].” Unlike Meth’ and Red’, in 1996, Deck had yet to release a solo album.
Lyrics:
[Inspectah Deck]
I set the mic in flames, my name's INS the Rebel
Murder one style, smash piles straight to pebbles
Mental terrorist, specialist at this
Menacing lyricist, leave crews defenseless
Can't design landmines, lick off like nines
To paralyze everything, ears ring like doorknobs
Heads start to turn like police who pass
Hear the blast, my crew bust through like tear gas
Fuck a mask, we laced in place like the Marshall
Sparkle, like live but harder than tarvue
Wreck this rhyme, start relentless, roughest
And fuck up the party for you paying motherfuckers
Once I commence for you ladies and gents
I kick rhymes, sharper than barbwire fence
The live and direct, from Killah Hill Project
Staten Island, New York, you can't help but to hawk
Lay it on your dental, that's if you want it hostile
Sounds so underground I write my rhymes on fossil
Dudes like this, force me to get you open
Lyrically wet you up, until you soaking
- published: 14 Mar 2019
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