Tracks Similar To Urban Way In
Turn The Urban World
Writer(s):
James Desmond (ASCAP) 33.33% / Justin Mercurio (ASCAP) 33.33% / Panauh Kalayeh (ASCAP) 33.34%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Drama, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Rap, Reality TV Moods & Emotions, Sports, Stingers, Urban
Keywords:
Aggressive, Crime, Cruising, Dark Alley, Dramatic, Drugs, Ghetto, Hard, On The Move, Proud, Reality TV, Sports Highlights, Sports Recap, Stinger, Streets, Struggle, The Hood, Tough
Instruments:
Keyboard, MPC Drums, Strings, Synthesizer
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
93
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Smooth Run
Writer(s):
James Desmond (ASCAP) 33.33% / Justin Mercurio (ASCAP) 33.33% / Panauh Kalayeh (ASCAP) 33.34%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, R&B, Rap, Reality TV Moods & Emotions, Stingers, Urban
Keywords:
Chill, Cruising, Emotional, Laid Back, Late Night, Reflective, Romantic, Sensual, Sexy, Sleek, Smooth, Stinger, Streets, Urban
Instruments:
Keyboard, MPC Drums, Synthesizer
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
81
Key:
G♯m/A♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Ride By Chrome
Writer(s):
James Desmond (ASCAP) 33.33% / Justin Mercurio (ASCAP) 33.33% / Panauh Kalayeh (ASCAP) 33.34%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Drama, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Rap, Reality TV Moods & Emotions, Stingers, Tension and Suspense, Urban
Keywords:
Cruising, Dramatic, Drugs, Emotional, Gangsta, Ghetto, Low Rider, Stinger, Streets, Tension, Tough
Instruments:
Keyboard, MPC Drums, Synthesizer
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
83
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Game Win Recap
Writer(s):
James Desmond (ASCAP) 33.33% / Justin Mercurio (ASCAP) 33.33% / Panauh Kalayeh (ASCAP) 33.34%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Drama, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Rap, Reality TV Moods & Emotions, Sports, Stingers, Urban
Keywords:
Bouncy, Dangerous, Dark Alley, Dramatic, Emotional, Gangsta, Ominous, Reality TV, Sports Highlights, Sports Recap, Stinger, Tension, Tough
Instruments:
Keyboard, MPC Drums, Synthesizer
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
92
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
We Will Win
Writer(s):
James Desmond (ASCAP) 33.33% / Justin Mercurio (ASCAP) 33.33% / Panauh Kalayeh (ASCAP) 33.34%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Drama, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Orchestral Hip Hop, Rap, Sports, Stingers, Urban
Keywords:
Battle, Champions, Competition, Conquer, Dramatic, Gangsta, Ghetto, Overcoming Obstacles, Sports Highlights, Sports Recap, Stinger, Streets, Swagger, Tough, Victory, Winner
Instruments:
Keyboard, MPC Drums, Synthesizer
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
84
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Bang Loud Drive
Writer(s):
James Desmond (ASCAP) 33.33% / Justin Mercurio (ASCAP) 33.33% / Panauh Kalayeh (ASCAP) 33.34%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Drama, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Rap, Reality TV Moods & Emotions, Stingers, Tension and Suspense, Urban
Keywords:
Aggressive, Back Alley, Conflict, Crime, Dangerous, Dark Alley, Gangsta, Ghetto, Impending Doom, Menacing, Ominous, Reality TV, Rough, Stinger, Streets, Suspense, Tension, Tough
Instruments:
Keyboard, MPC Drums, Strings, Synthesizer
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
87
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Ultimate Urban
Writer(s):
James Desmond (ASCAP) 33.33% / Justin Mercurio (ASCAP) 33.33% / Panauh Kalayeh (ASCAP) 33.34%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Orchestral Hip Hop, Rap, Reality TV Moods & Emotions, Sports, Stingers, Urban
Keywords:
Alley, Emotional, Ghetto, Hard, Heading Out, Late Night, On The Move, Proud, Reality TV, Sports Highlights, Sports Recap, Stinger, Streets, Tension, Tough Life, Urban
Instruments:
Keyboard, MPC Drums, Strings, Synthesizer
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
87
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
To The Top
Writer(s):
James Desmond (ASCAP) 33.33% / Justin Mercurio (ASCAP) 33.33% / Panauh Kalayeh (ASCAP) 33.34%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, R&B, Rap, Reality TV Moods & Emotions, Stingers, Urban
Keywords:
After Party, Bedroom, Cool, Cruising, Feel Good, Intimate, Late Night, Minimal, Moody, Romantic, Sesnual, Sexy, Smooth, Stinger, Streets, Suggestive
Instruments:
Keyboard, MPC Drums, Strings, Synth
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
140
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Tactics With Urban
Writer(s):
James Desmond (ASCAP) 33.33% / Justin Mercurio (ASCAP) 33.33% / Panauh Kalayeh (ASCAP) 33.34%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Orchestral Hip Hop, Rap, Reality TV Moods & Emotions, Sports, Stingers, Urban
Keywords:
Contemplative, Emotional, Heading Out, Late Night, On The Move, Proud, Sports, Sports Highlights, Sports Recap, Stinger, Streets, Tough Life, Urban
Instruments:
Keyboard, MPC Drums, Strings, Synthesizer
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
88
Key:
F♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Enter Urban Scene
Writer(s):
James Desmond (ASCAP) 33.33% / Justin Mercurio (ASCAP) 33.33% / Panauh Kalayeh (ASCAP) 33.34%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Club, Dance, Drama, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Rap, Reality TV Moods & Emotions, Stingers, Tension and Suspense, Urban
Keywords:
Club, Crime, Dark Alley, Downtown, Dramatic, Gangsta, Ghetto, Late Night Party, Mean, Rough, Stinger, Streets, Strip Club, Suspense, Tension, Tough
Instruments:
Keyboard, MPC Drums, Synthesizer
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
95
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Urban Symphonic Touch
Writer(s):
James Desmond (ASCAP) 33.33% / Justin Mercurio (ASCAP) 33.33% / Panauh Kalayeh (ASCAP) 33.34%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Drama, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Rap, Reality TV Moods & Emotions, Stingers, Tension and Suspense, Underscore, Urban
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angry, Back Alley, Back Story, Conflict, Dangerous, Dark Alley, Emotional, Impending Doom, Mean, Ominous, Prison, Reality TV, Stinger, Streets, Suspense, Tension, Thug, Tough, Trouble, Urban
Instruments:
Keyboard, MPC Drums, Strings, Synthesizer
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
82
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Up At Them
Writer(s):
James Desmond (ASCAP) 33.33% / Justin Mercurio (ASCAP) 33.33% / Panauh Kalayeh (ASCAP) 33.34%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Drama, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Rap, Reality TV Moods & Emotions, Stingers, Tension and Suspense, Urban
Keywords:
Danger, Emotional, Getto, Mystery, Reality TV, Sneaky, Stinger, Streets, Struggle, Suspense, Tension
Instruments:
Keyboard, MPC Drums, Synthesizer
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
83
Key:
C♯m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
On Warm Spring
Writer(s):
James Desmond (ASCAP) 33.33% / Justin Mercurio (ASCAP) 33.33% / Panauh Kalayeh (ASCAP) 33.34%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, R&B, Rap, Reality TV Moods & Emotions, Stingers, Urban
Keywords:
After Party, Bedroom, Chill, Club, Feel Good, Flirtatious, Fun, Hanging Out, Hopeful, Late Night, On The Town, Playful, Proud, Sexy, Smooth, Stinger, Upbeat
Instruments:
Keyboard, MPC Drums, Strings, Synthesizer
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
92
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Feel Big Street
Writer(s):
James Desmond (ASCAP) 33.33% / Justin Mercurio (ASCAP) 33.33% / Panauh Kalayeh (ASCAP) 33.34%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Drama, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Rap, Reality TV Moods & Emotions, Sports, Stingers, Urban
Keywords:
Back Story, City, Dramatic, Hard Times, Heading Out, On The Move, Proud, Sports Highlights, Sports Recap, Stinger, Streets, Struggle, Tough
Instruments:
Keyboard, MPC Drums, Synthesizer
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
79
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Willing To Die
Artist(s): St. John
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45% / Richard Trapp (BMI) 10%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Alchemetic Music (BMI) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Angels, Arrest, Back Alley, Bar, Barrio, Bullet, Chill, City, Compton, Cop Show, Cops, Crime, Criminal, Dance, Dark, Death, Downtown, Drive By, Drugs, Dying, East LA, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Jail, Killers, Laid Back, Mean, Mug Shot, Murder, NYC, New York, Night Club, Ominous, Prison, Radio, Scary, Shooting, South Central, Street, Streets, Struggle, Territorial, Thug, Tough, Violence, War
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
92
Key:
A♯m/B♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Willing To Die
WILLING TO DIE
For the brothers at my side I'd be willin' to die
Getting high all the time I'd be willin' to die
We keep riding the streets me and my posse in crime
For what's left of my life I'd be willin' to die
I been dying to try see this look in my eye
First lesson in the street can't compete with me
Lookin' hard little gangsta making me look over my shoulder
Bumpin' a range rover with the bulletproof glass
Had to get that hook up some things in my past
Bound to catch up to me man I might not last
Makin suckas bleed lean out the window and blast
Don't try to sneak up man I think too fast
I hope they come undercover man I'll say self defense
Looking at my life I can't claim innocence
It came and it went much money been spent
Many wigs been bent back and twisted with the lethal
Times up game over ain't no sequel
Ain't no such thing as evil it's do or die
Gangsta hustler a piece of the pie
For the brothers at my side I'd be willin' to die
Getting high all the time I'd be willin' to die
We keep riding the streets me and my posse in crime
For what's left of my life I'd be willin' to die
Ever since I was a shorty on the corner drinking 40's
Clockin mathematics movin weight like an addict
Had my boys posted up stoop one and two
If some chickens walk by scoop two or one
Take out the back and then show em my gun
Ice around my neck make you blind from the sun
What kind a high you need? I'll let you try some son
So many enemies anyone could be one
Come and try if you wanna die
I'll make you wonder why
I ride if I wanna ride
Kill you by the bedside don't you see I'm dead right
See the one that make the lead fly down at midnight
Sneakin' up on suckas if you ain't got the cash
Say something son beat that ass with a flashlight
Run sucka run I'm the one with ammunition
Dumb sucka dumb you got the wrong intuition
For the brothers at my side I'd be willin' to die
Getting high all the time I'd be willin' to die
We keep riding the streets me and my posse in crime
For what's left of my life I'd be willin' to die
Come on and try
If you wanna die
Make you wonder why
I ride if I wanna ride
Kill you by the bedside
Don't you see I'm dead right
I'm the one that make the lead fly
Down at midnight
For the brothers at my side I'd be willin' to die
Getting high all the time I'd be willin' to die
We keep riding the streets me and my posse in crime
For what's left of my life I'd be willin' to die
City Of Love
Artist(s): St. John
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45% / Richard Trapp (BMI) 10%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Alchemetic Music (BMI) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B, Rap
Keywords:
Alley, Barrio, Chill, City, Cruising, Drive By, Drugs, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Love, Night Club, Party, Radio, Street
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Synthesizer, Vocoder
BPM:
92
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
City Of Love
CITY OF LOVE
Need soul medicine from the soul veterans
Already struggling but heart keeps bubbling
The system is in trouble but it always has been
Im a madman thinking about the badman
Probably didn't have a father so hes kinda sad man
Seeing pimps and hustlers is coming up big
And that's the only influence for these truant kids
I know you gotta get paper somewhere
Anythings better than nothing im not frontin
I wanna be something something bend your knees
Start jumping twist some trees im loving
Theres a breeze and a dozen of my cousins
Feel peace spread love on the streets
Chorus
All my brothers and sisters make their way on the streets
Lookin' out for tomorrow, holding onto their dreams
They just keep on trying, is it ever enough
It's a war of survival in this city of love
Hip hop and shots on the block
Struggle concentrated down in one particular spot
Tales of young males and how they got got
But instead of meditating concentrating on the deficit
Think about the past and how you gonna last and
How you gonna come up with your brain not blasting
Be a gentleman with the women old fashioned start mashin
And smashin it up we know fascists wanna trash this
Make labor cheaper keep your head educated
Only method demonstrated for the get ups
Put em up shut em up fast whips
From legitimate businesses first class citizens
Chorus
Bridge
Don't worry baby, it's gonna be alright
Time equals money and moneys in my head
Everybody saying theyd be better off dead
Whos they whats this seems kinda ludicrous
Pump ya fists if you know just what im saying
Get down on our knees and start praying
Maybe thugs will just stop spraying
I know its not realistic im just saying
Everybody stand up and stop playing
RAST
Being A Playa
Artist(s): G-$tack
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Don Reynolds (ASCAP) 10% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Guerilla Funk Family Musicworx (ASCAP) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Angels, Arrest, Back Alley, Bar, Barrio, Bullet, Chill, City, Compton, Cop Show, Cops, Crime, Criminal, Dance, Dark, Death, Downtown, Drive By, Drugs, Dying, East LA, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Jail, Killers, Laid Back, Mean, Mug Shot, Murder, NYC, New York, Night Club, Ominous, Prison, Radio, Scary, Shooting, South Central, Street, Streets, Struggle, Territorial, Thug, Tough, Violence, War
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
90
Key:
A♯m/B♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Being A Playa
Being A Playa
Intro
I'm the playa of all playas
Wherever I am
Da ladies know what's up
U haters do to
So I'm a keep doin what I do
And Doing who I do
It's P Unit G
Chorus
BEIN' A PLAYA IS A WAY OF LIFE
UP ON TOP (&) OUT ALL NIGHT
SHAWTY WANT A TASTE OF A REAL G
COME ON DOWN & BE A PLAYA WIT ME
1st Verse
I got pros in every area code
WIDE LOAD
P.I.M.P.
I keep 'em out of they clothes
Love or Hate it
I'm Don Dada
Pick her up... "look ma.. you talk a lotta"
Slow Down, I know I speak greasy
U know how us G's be
Whether I'm in da Benz or da coupe
Girl I stay freezy
On top of my game
You know the name
It's P unit all day mayne
I'm rippin through frames
All flavors
Chocolate, Almonds, Vanilla Swirls
When I'm in da club I'm chased by all the girls
Whether they wear straight hair or they rockin' curls
Wit' dis Magic Stick
The ladies love to lick like Shirl
Well I met her just last week outside ya boutique
Pulled up there was a group of dames she took a peek
I saw it in her eyes
And wit' them caramel thighs
I had to give it to her
Now don't act surprised
(I'm a playa baby you know me!!)
Repeat Chorus
2nd Verse
Let me tell all of you wanna be playas a little somethin'
If you really like them big fat rumps for pumpin'
It's a breeze and you can keep ya cheese
Playa peep the steez!!
I stay clean, I'm lean, carry stacks of green
And I keep a deeper bench than any NBA team
Some like tha bouncin'
Others like it on they back
They fiend for the monster
I like to call him Shaq
Takes up a lot of space
Unstoppable in the lane
If the game gets tight
He can cause you pain
Big Popi, the main ingredient
Lubricates the fold
Even though my rims is gold
And my wrists stay cold
They gets no dough
But they like to step in the Rolls
Take of they G strings
Then I curl up they toes
Some had visions of a pay day
Others just like to lay me
They caught up in the fortune and fame
So I'm a play 'em mayne!!
Outro
Being a playa is a way of life
I can't help it
They just keep coming at me
Constantly
They know who we be
I give 'em a little taste of the wild side
I'll pop the champagne wit 'em
Show 'em a little bit of the good life
But really they just like to keep this thang up in 'em
And I oblige
You know... I'm Here to Serve (w/ laughter)
It's a hard life
But somebody's gotta do it
P.P.P.P. P UNIT!!!!
A Date With Angels
Artist(s): G-$tack
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Don Reynolds (ASCAP) 10% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Guerilla Funk Family Musicworx (ASCAP) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Angels, Arrest, Back Alley, Bar, Barrio, Chill, City, Compton, Cop Show, Cops, Crime, Criminal, Dance, Dark, Death, Downtown, Drive By, Drugs, Dying, East LA, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Jail, Killers, Mean, Mug Shot, Murder, NYC, New York, Night Club, Ominous, Prison, Radio, Scary, Shooting, South Central, Street, Streets, Struggle, Territorial, Thug, Tough, Violence
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
90
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
A Date With Angels
A DATE WITH ANGELS
Time is running out, I feel it slippin' away
time is running out, I see it in my dreams every night
I can't get away from it
Chorus
It's getting' hard to stay alive
The streets are full of blood tonight
An' everything is down to fate
You can't go back 'cos it's too late
Now brother's gone and mama's cryin'
Seems like everybody's dyin'
I know they're comin' for me
But I'm not ready – for a date with angels
A date with angels – a date with angels
Verse 1
I see death around the corner
I can't delete it
The Vision repeats over and over
There's no reprieve.. Click!!
Another round in the chamber...OOOOh!
Everytime I make a move
I feel my burning fuse
See the homey's over there creepin'?
The last two nights they been trying to catch a brother sleepin'
Didn't see 'em?
Na, I ain't tripping
That's why no matter where I go I keep the clip in
With the safety off
They tryin' to pick me off
They say I'm off
But I ain't never been soft
The game 'a make you go crazy
The hood's full 'a wannabe gangstas
Or they tryna be Jay Z
I only did it cause it pays me
Had an exit plan
But now I can't see SQUEEZE!
Cause I'm tired of runnin'
Dog I know it's comin'
I see death around the corner!
Repeat Chorus
She was 13 and I was 22
Used to holla at her when she went to school
She was enthralled with the streetlife
As a G I kept my knot right
Kept the product for them pipes
Told youngin' "Get ya mind right shortie. Betta stay out these streets!"
"Cause messin' wit' 'da street life
It'll get you caught up
Hunger combined with jealousy It'll get you buck Bucked!
Like you never was
You a Pup!
There's Killas out here and they don't give a What!!
She didn't listen man she did her thang
Two weeks ago they found her and her Thuggy slain!
Repeat Chorus
Caribbean Night
Artist(s): Axel Bauer
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Writer(s):
Axel Bauer (AKM) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Comedy, Hip Hop, Instrumental, R&B, Rap, Reality TV Moods & Emotions
Keywords:
After Party, Beach, Chill, City, Cruising, Feel Good, Florida, Funky, Funny, Hanging Out, Hotel, Island, Laid Back, Late Night, Limo, Miami, Minimal, Night Club, Party, Pool, Quirky, Reality TV, Shopping, Smooth, Tasking, Vacation, West Coast
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Keyboard, Steel Drums, Synths
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
83
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Bang Bang
Artist(s): EXC
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Writer(s):
Skylar Mones (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Entertainment News, Hip Hop, Instrumental, R&B, Rap
Keywords:
Angels, Arrest, Back Alley, Bar, Barrio, Chill, City, Compton, Cop Show, Cops, Crime, Criminal, Dance, Dark, Death, Downtown, Drive By, Drugs, Dying, East LA, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Jail, Killers, Mean, Mug Shot, Murder, NYC, New York, Night Club, Ominous, Prison, Radio, Scary, Shooting, South Central, Street, Streets, Struggle, Territorial, Thug, Tough, Violence
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
85
Key:
G♯m/A♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Here We Come
Artist(s): DMG
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Writer(s):
Damon M. Grayson (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, R&B, Rap
Keywords:
Chill, City, Compton, Cop Movie, Detective, Downtown, East LA, Fashion, Gangsta, Hard, Hood, Jail, Mellow, Prison, Runway, Seductive, Smooth, South Central, Strip Club, Style, Tempting, Territorial, Thug, West Coast
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Gong, Synthesizer
Track Styles:
Production
BPM:
97
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
One More Time
Artist(s): Thee Arsonist
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Writer(s):
Christopher Jenkins (BMI) 90% / Derrek Clarke (ASCAP) 10%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 90% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, R&B, Rap, Reality TV Moods & Emotions, Reggae
Keywords:
Alley, Barrio, City, Club, Cool, Dark, Drive By, Drugs, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Guns, Laid Back, Mean, Ominous, Prison, Scary, Smooth, Street, Urban
Instruments:
Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
90
Key:
A♯m/B♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Hard Time
Artist(s): G-$tack
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Don Reynolds (ASCAP) 10% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Guerilla Funk Family Musicworx (ASCAP) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angels, Arrest, Back Alley, Bar, Barrio, Bullet, City, Compton, Cop Show, Cops, Crime, Criminal, Dance, Dark, Death, Downtown, Drive By, Drugs, Dying, East LA, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Hard Time, Jail, Killers, Mean, Mug Shot, Murder, NYC, New York, Night Club, Ominous, Prison, Radio, Scary, Shooting, South Central, Street, Streets, Struggle, Territorial, Thug, Tough, Violence, War
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
94
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Hard Time
Hard Time
Chorus
It's hard time we're doing
Yeah the clock is hardly moving
But I'll take this life of ruin
Instead of being back on the streets
I'm here with my brothers
Livin in a world like to other
Doing 25 'til the end
This is hard time
Hard time
1st Verse
I had to rob & kill
Showed meticulous skill
w/ terrorist occupations
I imposed my will
On the weak and the strong
Partied all night long
After slangin' crack
And cappin enemies in throngs
I enjoyed the street life
It gave me everything I needed
Money, cars, and broads
Understandings with the law
Death- when I decreed it
You was gone with zeal
Got caught wit' steel
Out of town kickin it
Behind the wheel for real
Officer smelled weed in the air
Traced the bullets back, two merks, I caught a pair
(pause)
of 25 year-to-life sentences
(pause)
shadows
(long pause)
Apply the pressure when they break
Give it up, it's all mine, it's too late
(pause)
It's my show I can handle the grind
Me and homies handle thangs
Doin' HARD TIME!
Repeat Chorus
Vamp
I'm still gone grind
I'm doing hard time
Hard time
What's yours is mine
This is hard time
Hard time
You better watch you do
You doing hard time
You're all mine
Me and my crew
It's our time
Doing hard timeapplied my street life
Now I'm entrenched in here!!
The price you have to pay - a life of crime
Got the homeys in here I'm doing hard time
These are the cards I've dealt and I ain't looking back
Cause in here they still fear me
I'm the king of the pack
Repeat Chorus
2nd Verse
(pulled)... It's still the street life
Everything's the same, the cell-block-is-the corner
People scheme for fame
(pause)
You might get stuck
Riots, nights erupt
Slip in the weight room
And get hockey-pucked
Try-to-pay-me-late
I Snatch they dinner plates
Wifey sends the monthly letter
Man, I take they cake
These punks know
I set-it-off fo' sho'
Me and the homes run da spot
Keep a steady flow
Of product circulatin'
I'm a gangsta bro
(pause)
Pay the guards, but I'm realizin' though
Get a chance they'll take-you-out-quick
There's always enemies lurkin' in da
Don't Mean Nothin'
Artist(s): St. John
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45% / Richard Trapp (BMI) 10%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Alchemetic Music (BMI) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Alley, Barrio, Chill, City, Dark, Drive By, Drugs, Early 2000s, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Guns, Laid Back, Late 90s, Mean, Mid 90s, Ominous, Prison, Scary, Street, Urban
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
86
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Don't Mean Nothin'
DON'T MEAN NOTHIN'
Don't mean nothin', don't mean nothin'
(For the ones that didn't make it)
Don't mean nothin', don't mean nothin'
(For the ones that are fakin' it, it don't mean nothin' to me)
Don't mean nothin', don't mean nothin'
(Got you spotted, got you spotted)
Don't mean nothin', don't mean nothin'
That's right, you know, you know
Pop pop -- the shots get dropped like the rag top and the beats don't stop
Like Mr. King and the cops sellin' rocks on the block
It's the have and have-nots, I'll never be spotted
Got a camouflage physique and when I speak
You know your knees might buckle country huckleberry
Follow my lead to plant seeds, a new breed, no greed
Everybody get money in the land of honey
Milk go down smoother than silk, I'm well-built
Got 5 years in the tank to thank, I got bank and a certain amount of lovelies
A couple of them be ugly but they're the best, see
Kid I heard you tried to smoke me but I'm a local low g.,
Concentrate and focus, no hocus-pocus, the jokers get assassinated
Fascinated by the number of caskets at the end of the day
See the real steel shining lining clouds - I don't play
(I'm a veteran, see --- I got eyes in the back of my dome peace)
(I won't rest 'til I cease -- I'm about to show you how we do it)
You see the second verse about the smashing universe
I don't rehearse I spit bursts - used to snatch a couple of purses
Smoked out in the back route real smooth then moving no doubt
Laser in the middle of your dome scope I roam hope you're home
All alone cut the lines to the telephone bangin' like a metronome
Drop a dime make a rhyme, gettin' it right every time
Don't turn around - I'm right behind you
Play you and rewind you, fast-forward 'cos the truth is stranger than fiction
My diction's so precise I lead the blind to light I'm not askin' you to fight
I'm like a falcon in flight, 'cos this could be your last night so act right
Quit cryin', why you lyin? I'm detecting a fatal flaw in your inflection
You see the street's hot heat, no guessin', I'm a lethal weapon
If you have to ask the question you get blasted in all directions
(Yeah no more questions, see -- leave it up to the p-o-l-i-c-e)
(you never catch me g., never catch me -- too fast homey)
No doubt crack it open -- sip on the concrete yeah
Blood on my shoulders as I get a little older, pulla heist and rock ice
AS if my body was frozen, I'm chosen no supposin'
Got a load on my back, makes me rock like boulders, I smolder
I simmer 'cos I'm known to hold heat
Open the door, '64, low slow in my seat
If you got an extra beat I got multiple personalities, so smoked out
I got doubt about reality, no doubt
Yeah, no doubt, it don't mean nothin', see -- 'co I'm ruthless, g.)
From south cen to the L.B.C. uhh -- east side where we reside yeah)
Low little shorty like this little shorty like that - in the place to be see)
Yeah don't stop don't stop -- you see me comin' on your block,
You can't do nothin' about it see
Yeah roll up middle of the night, whatever you know
Don't mean nothin' -- been in the game for too long, kid
So don't play shorty don't play shorty don't play uhh
So it's goin' out to all my homies, you know what I mean yeah
Pour a sip on the concrete -- for the ones that didn't make it
For the ones that are fakin' it, it don't mean nothin' to me,
It don't mean nothin', yeah, come on
(C) 2001 Lyrics and Music by Bob Mair, Nick Vincent and Richard Trapp
Bump Bump Bump
Artist(s): St. John
Label: Black Toast Records
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Joel Wachbrit (BMI) 45% / Richard Trapp (BMI) 10%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 45% / Calamari Music (BMI) 45% / Alchemetic Music (BMI) 10%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Angels, Arrest, Back Alley, Bar, Barrio, Bullet, Chill, City, Compton, Cop Show, Cops, Crime, Criminal, Dance, Dark, Death, Downtown, Drive By, Drugs, Dying, East LA, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Jail, Killers, Laid Back, Mean, Mug Shot, Murder, NYC, Nasty, New York, Night Club, Ominous, Prison, Radio, Scary, Sexy, Shooting, South Central, Street, Streets, Struggle, Territorial, Thug, Tough, Violence
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Guitar, Horns, Strings, Synthesizer
BPM:
92
Key:
F♯m
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Bump Bump Bump
BUMP BUMP BUMP
CHORUS
Come on come on gimme a bump bump bump
Everybody in the club with the bump bump bump
We gonna get high yeah we gonna get it done
Come on come on and just bump bump bump
VERSE 1
You need a grown man like me white tee icey
Just to get the ladies play like a wifie
Only for one night see nike's pricey
I like them moves spicy don't act sheisty
Have you dropped spinnin in the middle of the room
Like whoops wow whered he go hear me on the radio
Top of this hip hop flip and we don't stop
See yall players playing like you got game
Maybe I look the same when I try to come up
But now you see my whole crew runnin big black trucks
Range rovers pimp like the hove would
Now you understand my hustling ways
I made good so keep it up pimp keep shakin little shorty
Keep it old school on the stoop drinkin 40's
Always keep my eyes peeled back drop authorities
Keep numbers flipped swiss bank its priority
CHORUS
VERSE 2
Walk with a little limp just talk a little bit
When beats bouncing in the club its legitimate
How you gonna look so smooth those moves so rude
Lets prove we could do this all night
One hand on my drink others feelin allright
Its so locked down its like critical
Get you back to the pad get physical
Smoke greens you aint seen aint typical
Keep it bumpin in the club like a ritual
Swing it back swing it close get them visuals
How you gonna sneak up freak up tilt cup back
Till you finish that glass of champagne high class thing
No need to be ashamed
You got what god gave ya make that brain insane
But anyway seen yesterday on the runway
Don't believe what they say no gun play
CHORUS
I aint come up in the club lookin for the right love
Gonna keep it tight body fittin like a glove
Sittin in VIP lookin from above
When you see me in the cut bump bump bump bump bump
CHORUS
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