Diamond Mine Beat Tape #1

Here's a mixtape I've been working on of 7 original hip-hop beats. If you're a sample spotter you might recognize samples from Roxy Music, Foreigner, The Floaters, The O'Jays, Alessandro Alessondroni, Liquid Liquid, Gary Davis and his Professor, Giorgio Moroder, The Kinks, and a bunch of others. You might also recognize Jay-Z, MF Doom, Biggie, Lil' Wayne, Big L, Ghostface, and Busta Rhymes as they stopped by my house and lent me some of their best rhymes.

Diamond Mine - Beat Tape #1

Diamond Mine - Beat Tape #1 (Instrumental)

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I've also included the instrumental version in case you like to rap. If anybody wants to get on these beats, let me know.

-Dan

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Big L / Jay Z Freestyles

I rep Big L on the blog a lot. Seriously, listen to the guy. This arguably isn't a freestyle, but regardless he kills it so hard.

One of my favorite things about Big L is his imagery. He manages to keep his flow dense without resorting to twisted syntax (i.e. MF DOOM, who I have been feeling a lot lately) because he is so gifted at creating quick powerful images. It's like he's stabbing you then stepping back for an instant, but it isn't to laugh, it's to let the image settle just long enough to hit you again even harder. He doesn't ever really step out of the pocket, he is totally relentless. A guy like Jay-Z will jump around the beat and ride the rhythms and melodies like the coolest guy in the room, but L just keeps stabbing you over and over again with the sharpest lyrics you can imagine.

I have a ton of respect for Jay-Z, probably much more than most people do at this point, but I can't really hold up my role of Jigga-man apologist when it comes to this flow. Jay-Z gets embarrassed in this session. His flows on this recording are a joke and you can tell that he knows it. Next to L, Jay Z sounds like a kid. He redeems himself in the first few bars of the second flow, but then he totally drops off the beat and starts to rely on some weird rhythmic scatting and repetitions, and most of the time he isn't really saying anything. I feel like I could battle him based on this recording. No joke, I can flow if you give me a half hour to warm up.

But back to L, my second favorite thing about him is he's the vilest rapper I've ever heard. It's totally endearing to me for some reason. I just want to hear him rapping about having sex with people's mothers and not caring about women and killing whole buildings worth of people if he's disrespected. Here are some of my favorite one-liners from these freestyles:


"Bitches get fucked on the roof when I got no hotel dough."

"I'm quick to blast a goon and break a mother-fucker like a plastic spoon".

"You'll find my silk boxers in your mother's hamper."

"I'm so ahead of my time, my parents haven't met yet."

"My blood is colder than an ice-box."

"All chicks ain't shit, there ain't no such thing as Miss Right"

"Fuck love, all I've got for hoes is hard dick and bubblegum."

"So I left him sleeping with his temple leaking."

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Big L Quote of the Day

I'm so ahead of my time that my parents haven't met yet.

-Big L

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Casualties of a Dice Game

Big L - Casualties of a Dice Game

http://www.zshare.net/audio/6860169e6177d4/
(open this track in a new window and read along below)

Me and my man was cruisin through the streets and everything was flowin nice
The corner's crowded, niggaz must be rollin dice
I parked the ride so my nigga Iroc can crash the lye spot
and I'ma gamble until he come back - why not?
Click-clack, cock the gat back, gotta be strapped
The game was mad packed, mad cats pockets was fat
They playin cee-lo, my dick get hard when I see dough
I bets nothin less than a G yo, you know my steelo
First I was losin then I started throwin headcrack
after headcrack, got my bread back, jumped in my red Ac'
I'm waitin for my nigga to come out of the spot
I see niggaz startin to plot, and I'm far from my block
Finally he walked out, told him, "Hop the fuck in"
On my face he saw the grin and said, "How much did you win?"
I estimated about, 45 maybe 50 G's
My man was hungry so I dropped him off at Mickey D's
Now I'm alone, headin home to rest my dome
Spotted some niggaz trailin so I picked up the phone
Called Bones, I said, "Yo son, I'm on the run
Need your help before I get done
Meet me downstairs, bring your big gun"
I don't believe this, this nigga said he can't make it
cause some bitch is in his house butt-naked
and then he hung up
And this supposed to be my man and he don't give a fuck
That duck sold me out just to get a nut, what?
I'm cruisin fast and they still behind me
The same nigga who I won the money from, and his grimy crimey
It's about to get, real hasty
Grabbed the steel, took it off safety
cause I refuse to let these niggaz waste me
I started to cruise fast, then stopped short and made 'em crash
And now them fags is all bloody from the shattered glass
And one of them had passed, when his face smashed the dash
I was injured too, leakin with a deep gash
I ain't panicked, I was quite calm
Couldn't use the right arm, so I grabbed the gat with the left
Walked up to the car the creep was stuck in the seat
Looked at him, shook my head then started buckin my heat
It's over now, cause both of these motherfuckers asleep
I think I'm dyin, I'm feelin weak out on my feet
but before I got some medical help, I had to catch a cab first
to one-forty-first and Bradhurst
That's where Bones live, walked in the buildin, staggerin
Lookin tore down, shot his door down and beat his whore down
From the look in my eye, he knew he would die
Started to cry, stuck the gat to his head and said, "Why?"
Then he offered me, all of his cheese
then dropped to his knees and begged me please not to squeeze
Then his brains got blast out, he's ass-out, then I dashed out
into the streets covered with blood, about to pass out
The hospital's up, a couple of blocks, I'm on my way but
damn, here comes a couple of cops; I pulled out
and started blowin they started blowin back I'm goin all out
I ain't holdin back, I been to jail once and I ain't goin back
I kept shootin, one shot caught a cop dead in his top
The other pig ducked behind a big truck
I was bleedin real bad, and couldn't stop it
but still had the fifty thou' profit in my pockets
The coast was clear, so I jetted to a park that was near
Seen kids playin everywhere then threw the cash in the air
I watched all of them, run for they share
and all I can do was stare
I got weak and fell on my rear
Now I can hear the sirens, that means here comes the Jakes
but it's too late, I'm knockin on the pearly gates

Yeah, casualties of a dice game

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You ain't half as raw-

you need to practice more.

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Lyrics from Dead Rappers

If you caught a felony, you caught a F
If you got killed, you got left
If you got the dragon, you got bad breath.

Big L - Ebonics
DivShare File - 02_Ebonics.mp3

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