1. |
The Temple
03:23
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VERSE 1
Hear the clapper. These fantastic dapper rappers
open instrumental wrappers; jack the beat - we're music-nappers.
Work it out; we're working harder; never slackers.
There aren't many who can match us. We're opportunity snatchers.
Introduction of the man they call the Triple S:
lyrically blessed rhyme fest. A line for line mind test:
Over hip hop, grime or jungle with the finest bars:
Take your time to digest ours. We're up amongst the brightest stars.
This track is from the future. Some super dooper
jungle troopers to hip hop producers
collaborating with super heavyweight bruisers.
Combine the beats and bars - this will aurally seduce ya.
Out of order; crossing musical borders.
I don't deal in destruction, chaos and disorder.
On radio, record us putting words in order. Hoarders
of rapper scalps we've taken. We're microphone marauders.
CHORUS
Going in solo. Repping the team. Living the dream. I'm
making my music. Do it for truth, peace and for freedom.
So many bars; so many flows for different tempos;
whatever the style, incredible music is our temple.
Going in solo. Repping the team. Living the dream. I'm
making my music. Do it for truth, peace and for freedom.
So many bars; so many flows for different tempos;
whatever the style, incredible music is our temple.
VERSE 2
Time managing, so you might not
hear from me for time but, trust, I'm on the grind with pad and pen.
You think I fade away? You're wrong! Cos I'll be back again.
I set my goals high and I'm relentlessly attacking them.
Time managing, so you might not
hear from me for time but, trust, I'm on the grind with pad and pen.
You think I fade away? You're wrong! Cos I'll be back again.
I set my goals high and I'm relentlessly attacking them.
If I can control things I'll succeed
at most things I put my mind to. I've got belief
in myself. I can't affect others to any degree
of certainty so sometimes being a loner's a relief.
I know that acting kindly gets you further and it feels
so much better. Do not let the pop media conceal
that, in the end, good prevails. Beef only appeals
to kids. Those childish bars are an embarrassing ordeal.
CHORUS
Going in solo. Repping the team. Living the dream. I'm
making my music. Do it for truth, peace and for freedom.
So many bars; so many flows for different tempos;
whatever the style, incredible music is our temple.
Going in solo. Repping the team. Living the dream. I'm
making my music. Do it for truth, peace and for freedom.
So many bars; so many flows for different tempos;
whatever the style, incredible music is our temple.
VERSE 3
Overflowing shelves of lyrics written by ourselves.
Looking to progress; love to delve in to the crates and draw for twelves,
place on the carousels; the technics. Up the decibels
to overpower pop that sells. Our motivation swells and swells.
Braincells go in to overdrive. The mouth expels
a symphony of words that tell stories without parallels.
Cracking our outer shells and inside you will see, there dwells
a saint ringing the devil's bells - innocently raising hell.
Certified. Mischievous side.
Look in my wide eyes; you'll see that there resides
strong and educated views; a little naughtiness too.
And when the two fuse, you're guna be seriously
amused. Passion. Drive. I choose
to keep pushing myself; supporting my crews.
I'm a man who persues my dreams; always making moves.
You know I won't stop. I refuse to quit. I'll never lose!
CHORUS
Going in solo. Repping the team. Living the dream. I'm
making my music. Do it for truth, peace and for freedom.
So many bars; so many flows for different tempos;
whatever the style, incredible music is our temple.
Going in solo. Repping the team. Living the dream. I'm
making my music. Do it for truth, peace and for freedom.
So many bars; so many flows for different tempos;
whatever the style, incredible music is our temple.
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2. |
As I Am
04:24
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VERSE 1
Floating around on earth wondering what my life was worth;
if my days were dreams; looking for signs that my birth
had some substance. I was asking "what's the bigger picture?"
but these were questions without answers and they made me shiver.
My thoughts were trapped; caught going round a lazy river
and, as I looked deeper down in to this hall of mirrors,
my questions grew with everytime I saw another figure.
Exponential fear growth with every answer undelivered.
The quest for knowledge is important but, at times, it triggers
darker moments that disturb us and mess with our inner
peace and these are times to take a step back and direct your vigour
towards a lighter side. Mental health will be the winner.
I found my harmony within your kisses. I believe
this is a haven I could die in. If I never leave
it'd be too soon. Our souls are interweaved.
I love you dearly now and will as long as I can breathe.
VERSE 2
Where I reside is just a house, it's not a home.
Home is where the heart is and my heart no longer roams.
It's in your possession - held firmly. I've never known
a haven like this - so content inside this comfort zone.
An understanding that there'll never be chemistry
like the kind we produce together. With every kiss
we share our bond gets steadily better. These
lips are blessed to press yours. I'm incredibly pressure free
when I'm in your company. A calm washes over me.
I don't believe I thought I'd ever get the chance to know release
from psychological confusion that I covertly
navigated. Though, unknowingly, you overly
influenced my mind; set me on the way to ditch
those demons playing games inside my brain, that caused a hitch
in this heavenly journey that I'd now never switch.
Now I'm confused how you got me totally bewitched.
VERSE 3
Don't think badly of me because I've shared some of my hardest times.
Don't think I'm not strong as I guide you through my darkest lines.
No sympathy plea - as this was mild and didn't scar my mind;
I've seen so many places and done things that truly are divine
but at this point I really felt aware
that mental illness can affect even people who are where
they feel they want to be in life. It's hard to prepare
or prevent these health disorders. And they take time to repair.
A few close to me have had depression or bulimia.
Psychopaths aren't all killers as portrayed in the media.
Better understanding on the subject makes things easier
for suffers. Think - one day our minds may need appeasing. Your
presence keeps me dry as the rain keeps on lashing
and tries creeping inside. Endowed with reason and compassion,
if there ever was a time where my brain started crashing,
you'd be there for me - as I for you in similar fashion.
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3. |
City Lights
04:16
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VERSE 1
Come and hold me tight. I love the city life
but my devotion to you'll never retreat, and I
would make an effort for your happiness and flee tonight.
We'll find our way and break away to find some deeper lights.
Hollywood's name stained by thieves who try
to claim a piece to hype themselves with. Now we'll reunite
ourselves with a more real type of existence.
In that respect, I cannot wait to hold you; say our sweet goodbyes;
make the leap; and fly. Even I believe it's time.
Though I'd not considered it before, now I can see it's right
and you're the only one who'd make this choice so easy. Why
would I stay if you can't play here? I can't be denied
your songs for long. I listen then and when when you speak or rhyme,
you hold my attention. Bewitched, I read your lines.
I still see the signs.
We'll leave the shallows and pass those wolves at feeding time.
VERSE 2
Loyalty and change - each is now a habit that,
despite their opposite properties, means I'm happy at
the thought of moving - for you! - but then I'll caveat
that with some points of practicallity that can hold back
immediate implementation of our plans to pack
and cut loose. But we have a pact.
Our relationship's stronger than with our habitat
of concrete jungle, where steely eyes throw daggers back
and forth. Reinforced through this
mutual awareness, we don't fall. For it's
always dialogue; pre tension paws our lips.
Just so you're aware, despite the flaws I list
in this city, I really can take them all if you're near me.
Past gritty bars, busily taking orders from silly
chasers of gold, I know you'll soon be with me
and wherever, deep inside, you remain awfully pretty.
VERSE 3
I think it's safe to say, you and I could fade away
surrounded by the desperate fights to make it in this crazy game.
Discretely making waves as others try to stake a claim
riding trails you made; unashamed in chasing fame.
An ocean - cold - the surface light with blazing flames.
Empty souls - burn bright but face no pain -
illuminating our journey through this place, estranged
from us. Though I try embracing change
and opportunities it brings, sometimes they don't sit right within
and there's no shame to go back to times where you think "I fit in
round here." Taking hometown cheer,
deep down inside a voice whispers to you softly "I'm winning".
Mind in that comfort zone:
Big city lies of LA or London won't
often leave the urban area so, come, let's go
now. I'm ready. We'll make a run for home.
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4. |
With You
03:50
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VERSE 1
From UK to Germany 'cross Ordinary Roots.
It's a minor thing for me to cross a border to recruit
you in to my life, but I'm sort of wary too;
It's been a little while since I was last (with you).
Sometimes I wonder if we'll ever see each other;
if another lover's cover will just swallow you up
before I wander your way, like I want to do but
I, apparently, never can arrange (with you)
any suitable time for me to visit
though I would regularly want to fly to live it
up in any place; just to see your smiling face;
and to melt in your embrace; loving every single minute (with you).
For now I'll just be happy that we've
stayed in touch. I miss you much, when your image leaves
my skype box, then I write lots. Girl, you have to believe
it's always nice chatting away (with you)
CHORUS
I have the sunshine with you
I have the moonlight with you
I have the sunshine with you
I have the moonlight with you
VERSE 2
I think about the time that we spent together.
My breath - it tried to dash when I saw you in your sweater
lying in your hammock and without any endeavour
being sweet and funny. Outside in the tropical weather:
working hard on the tan; exercising on land;
swimming out among the dolphins and then touching my hand.
Running barefoot on the sand just to prove that I'm a man.
I am sure you understand but you laugh - it wasn't planned
I swear!!! Though I don't give a damn
cos your laugh just makes me smile. It's the opposite of bland;
like when you mimmick crabs. Not many women can
talk to me 'bout hip hop. Remembering an
earphone each with the sound of The Streets
a little Kano, P Money; thousands of beats.
Out of sight I would teach you down on the beach;
intertwined at night, completely alone (with you).
CHORUS
I have the sunshine with you
I have the moonlight with you
I have the sunshine with you
I have the moonlight with you
VERSE 3
I think I've found my dream woman. I doubt I
will meet another who can play me tunes that I think sound live.
You don't know how I've loved locking your brown eyes.
You value staying healthy - that's important to me. Now my
Sunday tunes fill my room with the warm vibes;
my fake kicks are at the tip. I'm reformed! Fly
looking creps keep me fresh. Yeah, they're raw! Why
would I want to hurt a soul I know is pure fine.
I apologise if this
seems a little mad but I've tried to dismiss
you from my thoughts but you kind of resist
and it's doing my head in - now it's come to lyrics!
The way this has happened has had me in shock. We
were briefly together but I think that you rock, B.
It seems as though my mind has decided to mock me.
My brain is, annoyingly, now constantly absorbed (with you).
CHORUS
I have the sunshine with you
I have the moonlight with you
I have the sunshine with you
I have the moonlight with you
I have the sunshine with you
I have the moonlight with you
I have the sunshine with you
I have the moonlight with you
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5. |
You & Me
04:31
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VERSE 1
Imagine we, as two. In fact I know that few'd be
as right as us together - this connection feels so true to me.
I never once thought a woman so right would share this feeling too.
I was content living alone back before meeting you.
You should be mine; don't have the time for games. A sweeter view:
stuck in my mind; when I recline at night or dreaming through
til I see light; and on the grind you're all I'm seeing. Do
you realise I'd live my life with the aim of pleasing you?
Let your feelings guide you. Don't hold back on taking risks.
I know change is hard but it's a constant so embrace it with
wide open arms; that's a stance that will stay vivid.
I took a chance; made the advance; said "You're amazing. If
you take my hand, I got plans. We'll go and enjoy this life."
Then you began playing around. I made the point to try;
but never demand. I don't understand why you toyed with my
emotions and rejoined the man you were disappointed by.
CHORUS
You and me - think about it - we can make it last
You and me - think about it - we can make it last
VERSE 2
Too many women respond well to being treated badly.
I see it time and again and I know, whether that be
as a result of being cheated on or even, sadly,
being disrespected, thoughts of perfect times seem to, madly,
linger on in their memories - they can't let go
and they long for those times again but can't get those
cos they're gone, like the trust or the respect. Though
anyone on the outside can see, they don't.
I know the game but I ain't playing that. No ta! If
I like a dame then I'm saying it; no qualms. It's
a little strange, if you're sane, to try go harming
someone you'd claim you hold a flame for and throw darkness
on a connection so real just to follow slightly
messed up rules. I couldn't do that, knowing you might be
the one I'd want to give up single life for. I see
a future for us together where you would be my wifey.
CHORUS
You and me - think about it - we can make it last
You and me - think about it - we can make it last
VERSE 3
Now, I really want to send this to a wider group
cos other women I love and care for seem to do the same
sort of thing and end up taking long and winding routes
that go full circle and, with time, return them to the pain.
I remember family members stuck inside this loop,
thinking they could change their man, but that's a useless game.
Relationships are built on compromising. Why pursue
an unrealistic goal of character change, that few obtain.
I've seen my friends getting hysterical
for months on end over guys they put on pedestals.
The circumstances may not let them cut those ties but for
the others there's a fear of ending up alone; but there's little
chance of that because these women are incredible;
but just need the confidence to know friends are there for the ride.
Whatever your barriers are, I'm urging you to break them all
down and I'll be waiting for you on the other side.
CHORUS
You and me - think about it - we can make it last
You and me - think about it - we can make it last
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6. |
Visions of Us
04:44
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CHORUS
I never exposed those old photos.
Memories so close - they ghost most
of my days. Now lows are solos.
The moment our roads closed, I froze. It throws blows
as I see us with no clothes; your soul glows.
Missing that hold; close; the cold grows.
Knowing it shows loads. The slow unopposed flows
of longings that won't go. I couldn't propose, though.
VERSE 1
Young. In love. Fools. A time
when I was yours and you, were mine.
I failed, to see, that you'd, consign
this bond, to dust, but love, is blind.
I couldn't see that those years together could ever be
something that we'd just leave forever; cleave and sever.
At least I thought that we'd endeavour to try and speak
to better any times of grief; relieving pressure.
Ah, it seemed so easy for you.
It was hard for me to understand the reasons you'd do
this - I'd heard so many times about the weasels you knew
before we met. I won't forget the total heathen you drew
in front of me. Believe, it wasn't easy to do
but I forgave you and that act of treason. The views
of our years before are so clear, I've no need to review
any prints. Let me forget! (Damn) It's been overdue.
CHORUS
I never exposed those old photos.
Memories so close - they ghost most
of my days. Now lows are solos.
The moment our roads closed, I froze. It throws blows
as I see us with no clothes; your soul glows.
Missing that hold; close; the cold grows.
Knowing it shows loads. The slow unopposed flows
of longings that won't go. I couldn't propose, though.
I never exposed those old photos.
Memories so close - they ghost most
of my days. Now lows are solos.
The moment our roads closed, I froze. It throws blows
as I see us with no clothes; your soul glows.
Missing that hold; close; the cold grows.
Knowing it shows loads. The slow unopposed flows
of longings that won't go. I couldn't propose, though.
VERSE 2
It's been so damn long!
So frustrating. It's started grating
and I feel it everytime there is a slow jam on.
It's never fading. Contemplating
why, when I'm so busy, calm, controlled and strong,
I can't seem to shake these visions...and it's not like I'm just waiting.
Having doubts about myself and if I'm programmed wrong.
Breathe! My breath is failing.
Losing control
of involuntary functions. My medulla's gone cold;
messing with my heart rate in a way that's untold.
Seems it's turned on me and doesn't want to console.
I'm getting weary in this battle.
Sureness in my sanity is starting to unravel.
Thought running would help remedy my mind and clear my memories;
following - they never leave; despite how far I travel.
CHORUS
I never exposed those old photos.
Memories so close - they ghost most
of my days. Now lows are solos.
The moment our roads closed, I froze. It throws blows
as I see us with no clothes; your soul glows.
Missing that hold; close; the cold grows.
Knowing it shows loads. The slow unopposed flows
of longings that won't go. I couldn't propose, though.
I never exposed those old photos.
Memories so close - they ghost most
of my days. Now lows are solos.
The moment our roads closed, I froze. It throws blows
as I see us with no clothes; your soul glows.
Missing that hold; close; the cold grows.
Knowing it shows loads. The slow unopposed flows
of longings that won't go. I couldn't propose, though.
VERSE 3
Pains happen in life. You just deal with it.
I try dealing with the matter but this healing is
taking time. Now my skin's not feeling thick
like before and it's so hard concealing it.
I know my weaknesses are limited. I could never
envisage this being such a struggle.
Sensing your spirit; paying visits
to me. It's as if you're taunting me and feeding off my troubles.
Fired with desire. The situation's dire.
My patience has expired. Getting tired of this burn -
no ire; just aspire to acquire
peace. Duno why a man like me suddenly became taciturn.
It's pitiful I'm finding this so difficult.
It's totally untypical of me to act so damn inimical
to reason. I'm not invincible. Looking
for my own Eternal Sunshine to make you invisible.
CHORUS
I never exposed those old photos.
Memories so close - they ghost most
of my days. Now lows are solos.
The moment our roads closed, I froze. It throws blows
as I see us with no clothes; your soul glows.
Missing that hold; close; the cold grows.
Knowing it shows loads. The slow unopposed flows
of longings that won't go. I couldn't propose, though.
I never exposed those old photos.
Memories so close - they ghost most
of my days. Now lows are solos.
The moment our roads closed, I froze. It throws blows
as I see us with no clothes; your soul glows.
Missing that hold; close; the cold grows.
Knowing it shows loads. The slow unopposed flows
of longings that won't go. I couldn't propose, though.
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7. |
Just Can't Lose
03:38
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CHORUS
I just can't... I just can't lose
No no nooo
nooo no
nooo no
VERSE 1
I just can't lose when I'm with you.
I write rhymes and my mind's on you.
The best I can do appears only to
happen since the day my dreams came true.
I lost you once and I was so damn blue;
trying to forget us by chasing more than a few
other women. I'm a hunter and I can pursue,
but as time went by you wouldn't fade from my view.
At the end of my tether,
I couldn't help but hope and be wondering whether
I'd feel your fingers on my skin again, mimicking feathers
and warm rays from your eyes that hide icy weather.
I thought "damn son, go back and get her!
If you don't at least try, you'll regret it forever."
From that moment things seemed to take a turn for the better
as you took me by the hand and we came back together.
CHORUS
I just can't... I just can't lose
No no nooo
nooo no
nooo no
VERSE 2
I've loved you for ages. My fire still rages
for you - it just won't go down.
Though I can write pages, it's been hard to say this
but I'm going real deep now.
My heart - it rampages when I see your face. It's
the same when I hear that sound
of your laugh - it's contagious. Lost in your embraces
and I don't want to get found.
Can't see me living this
life without you. I tell you! It's the wickedest
sensation I have when we're together. For real, it just
makes me wish that our time here was limitless.
You not only hold me
closely, as a lover should, but, don't be
shocked, cos when we chill I feel you're also my crony.
I'm winning when you're with me - but you won't be a trophy.
CHORUS
I just can't... I just can't lose
No no nooo
nooo no
nooo no
VERSE 3
The way you handle yourself's still commanding
respect to the max. I want to praise your outstanding
contribution to all I do. Your understanding
of commitments in my life that must be equally demanding
for you, is truly appreciated. You mean
everything to me; far more than a cutie -
down to earth and not snooty; and through these
words I hope to celebrate your true inner beauty.
I said, I just can't lose
when we're together. There's no other person I'd choose
to be with now and certainly none, I believe, whose
energy could permeate me and then refuse
to completely leave me before we see
each other again. Now life just seems so easy.
Chatting with you so freely. Sincerely,
I've not a single doubt that you're unequalled, sweetie.
CHORUS
I just can't... I just can't lose
No no nooo
nooo no
nooo no
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8. |
Broken Records
03:21
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VERSE 1
I remember you. Do you remember me?
I've got a feeling that I've faded from your memory.
To me, that's treachery, cos I would never be
caught violating the trust we built together. Please
read this letter to the very end. Every
word I've written is a special form of therapy...
or maybe jealousy. I'm trying to remedy
this feeling of pain that's affected me incredibly.
Do you remember how our whole thing started?
All those years ago - you loved the knowledge I guarded
and imparted to only you. I regarded
us to be as one. I thought we'd never be parted.
You were on a journey across a musical ocean.
You'd been aboard a while without preconceived notions.
Sitting on the deck, I saw you - it was devotion,
while the sound of the waves touched your ears and your emotions.
CHORUS
Everyday that passes, you keep breaking these records
br breaking these records. You keep breaking these records.
VERSE 2
Those days were thrilling. You'd have my world spinning
when you played your riddims at clubs we'd be filling
and killing. The feeling left me grinning from the beginning - you went in!
Fulfilling missions of women and men with your precision
mixes. Your tone arm upon me;
sensations of excitement the moment you touched my body;
vibrations as your diamond traced the grooves of my hardy
black skin back in the midst of those parties.
I loved the way you loved to play rough;
scratching me the way you did made me say stuff
I never thought I'd say while you made sure I stayed buff
and, if necessary, grooming me and taking away fluff.
Today's rough; no-one to slip off my white sleeve.
I sit at home bored, while you're out through the night. Please
try me again. You've forgotten how right we
go together. I never considered you might leave.
CHORUS
Everyday that passes, you keep breaking these records
br breaking these records. You keep breaking these records.
VERSE 3
Deep down I know I don't fit in here any longer.
Keeping me around just means you prolong the
agony I'm going through. Sometimes I wonder
why I'm still around here when I look along the
row of derelict homes on our old block.
Number 12 10 used to be our pad. I'm so shocked
that you've left it in a state of disrepair with no locks
to keep the place safe. Long ago rot
consumed all the rooms while the lowlifes were raiding them.
They didn't understand the musical role it played and when
the walls began to crumble, that was it. Finé - the end.
Another 1210 will now never be made again.
Besides, I heard you've got a new partner.
With my mood darker, I grew harder.
Then I heard your younger version and I knew the true master
was me. Their sound quality was poorer - that's due karma.
CHORUS
Everyday that passes, you keep breaking these records
br breaking these records. You keep breaking these records.
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9. |
Flashback 9/11
03:23
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VERSE 1
Eleventh of September, two thousand and one:
I started the day the safe side of the Hudson
and later on after the chaos had begun
running through Manhattan not knowing wha-gwan.
The scale of these event didn't hit me at the time;
how the people of the world would be affected by this crime.
Questioned by the feds over the contents of my rhyme:
Scotland Yard's counter terrorism - big fans of mine.
Thousands missing and injuries galore.
I glanced up and saw a white man walking towards
me and as he passed, he collapsed to the floor.
An ambulance arrived not a minute more
after this had happened. Medics tried to restore
life to this man. I just watched open-jawed.
They brushed away the dust from his face and I saw
the skin of a black man that was hidden before.
CHORUS
Tuesday like any other weekday...
Today I saw the devil at play.
True say, we'll never live the same way.
...I see the bloodshed soaked through this diary page.
VERSE 2
Canal Street, Chinatown, was locked down
I walked for miles: south, east, west, northbound.
At Washington Square Park, survivors were found
still in shock - an eerie calm all round.
Drawing strength from each other.
Not that far away cries of despair from another:
"What the hell has happened to my wife; to their mother?"
His daughter at his side and she was held by her brother.
NYPD wouldn't let them any nearer
to the World Trade Centre site. There was no dearer
price paid for going to work. There was hysteria
as the television broadcasts didn't make things any clearer.
I doubt the farmer ever thought it would succeed
to the extent that it did. I was caught in a stampede.
Not knowing where or why I was running at top speed.
Just knowing this confusion and doubt grew from their seed.
CHORUS
Tuesday like any other weekday...
Today I saw the devil at play.
True say, we'll never live the same way.
...I see the bloodshed soaked through this diary page.
VERSE 3
Holding back the tears. Disbelief. Choking.
Standing on the bank of the river at Hoboken.
No smiles to be seen; there was no joking
as downtown New York City was left smoking.
Built with an asbestos lining.
A thick cloud for days and at the same time a shining
end of summer sun and a southerly wind combining.
Exposure to those fibres is often uncompromising.
Hope-less hope: The search was thorough.
Missing signs were posted throughout the 5 boroughs.
Candlelight. Union Square, where the shared prayer
filled the air. Souls cried & teary eyes stared.
Now...take me away...
I love the City but could no longer stay.
I longed the UK. I jumped on a plane
and when I got on I waved back at the US of dismay.
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10. |
Still Miss You
04:20
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VERSE 1
Days, weeks, into years
the frequency of my tears
fall but they never disappear.
I still sincerely want you here.
It's not about far or near -
death is the final frontier.
You took the leap. I've nothing to fear
except for the time alone on this sphere.
I can't leave that way though.
I keep busy so my mind doesn't sway fro
and to on to you, under your halo.
Too good for this world - many say so.
Now you lay low. My head's caught in a tornado
and my heart, pretty much, got KO'd.
Night dreams of mine you invade loads
and I hate those
cos I always wake up without you, and then,
I re-live the disappointment that my friend,
who I loved, won't ever hold me close again.
I'm crushed. G's by the ten descend.
Times when
consciousness won't let me pretend:
you step in to my thoughts and send
me back to those happier times when we chilled in the ends.
To that golden era:
high school and playing capoeira.
Paranaue - we shared a
wonderful fifteen years together.
If I lived ten times that I'd never
forget your smile. You will forever
be in my memory's box of treasure.
Knowing you was more than a pleasure.
CHORUS
Can't avoid the issue:
At times I still draw for the tissues.
That choking feeling. The cause? It's you!
My heart aches and I still miss you.
VERSE 2
Yes Dread,
oceans of tears have been shed.
Your infectious laughter echos in my head.
It's not real, instead
it's a priceless piece of my past I re-tread.
I hope you hear what was said
about you when we heard you'd fled
this world - and the complements are widespread.
A true gentleman:
I was one of many monumental fans
from the moment I met you, fam
and I won't forget you man.
Gone way too soon.
Take out the stars and blackout the moon:
darkness. Silence - end of the tune.
The feeling of shock that totally consumed
us all from the first minute
when we knew we'd lost your free spirit.
You lived your life to the limit
and I'm glad you did it, but I'll still miss your visits.
A true inspiration.
I want to spread your good vibrations;
send your positivity across nations;
take time out and be more patient.
You're my motivation
to try and give people the same sensations
you gave to them, in any situation.
I'll try and live a celebration
of your life in all locations;
with ever-growing determination.
Smile more; fewer confrontations.
Sign out. One Love. Standing ovation.
CHORUS
Can't avoid the issue:
At times I still draw for the tissues.
That choking feeling. The cause? It's you!
My heart aches and I still miss you.
VERSE 3
Emotions we all go through
sometimes in life. The sorrow's cruel
as it hits hard and we won't lose
it 'til we're 6 below too.
It's slow to ease and it seems
tomorrow's due to be the same
but there's no rule; most who
lose someone they are close to
will stop to get up everyday with the sickening
taste in their mouth and a pounding ticker. Then
start to rebuild; in effect, to begin again,
but sadness answers to none - it's hidden in
the weirdest places; the smiling faces
that remind you of the widest spaces
left in your world; the warm embraces
that link to another old oasis.
The memory retraces
mannerisms on a regular basis.
A loss to this world, where the case is
that so many think: "can I now face this?"
due to the love that surrounded a life
and thoughts of the good times that were shared
when no-one else was around and the strife
made less hard knowing somebody cared.
So take despair
and remember that we're only human.
We got this one shot. This here,
could end the next minute so, assuming
that we're blessed with health and freedom,
live a tribute to the fallen. Please them
by making the most of your life while
helping others through using your cerebrum.
CHORUS
Can't avoid the issue:
At times I still draw for the tissues.
That choking feeling. The cause? It's you!
My heart aches and I still miss you.
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11. |
Amsterdam
04:13
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*Miami...*
*Chicago...*
*London...*
*Amsterdam...*
VERSE 1
A bug's bitten me and shown me the wildest times:
New York City limelight and live
Central Park gigs. When I arrived
in Miami; hit the boats and had riotous nights.
Aussie beaches and beautiful dunes;
Bondi Pavillion with wonderful tunes.
Asia's bright and so colourful too.
Thousands blessing Hat Rin at full moon.
Loved Seoul; just didn't like the soju.
Ridden Lao rivers beered up in old tubes.
Latin America seems to hold you.
Brazil got me whipped and now I roll through
every other year for my carnival vibe.
The samba hooked me, though I'd never tried
it. When I hear it now, it hits hard - I'm alive!
VERSE 2
Amsterdam what a crazy place!
I made it through those hazy days.
Amstel soaked in a bassy rave;
Grimeseen videos; racey lace;
Johnny English in his sacred space;
Drum n Bass monkeys blaze away.
A parallel universe that stays awake
and partys harder to the beat with amazing pace
and then chills.
No nonsense but they're still jokers, loving
their thrills. A feeling thats real easy - no hills!
Yo, and its ill that theres
enough tall blonde women to outlast a man.
The masterplan is to rave through dawn
with these gems in this city that has to dance.
Its *Amsterdam*
VERSE 3
Head for the sun: Spain; Ibiza.
A Cafe del Mar sunset's a keeper.
Barcelona stays on my radar
through Sonar and Grazia. Days are
baking by the sea, taking life easy.
Everytime there I wish I'd make it my city.
When I hit the Nordics,
Copenhagen speakers distort. It's
Distortion or a winters flawless
touch over Stockholm - you can't ignore this.
Down in Germany - hit the Reeperbahn.
Kiez is raw. Berlin's beats go on
and time disappears with damn fine
soundtracks. Gota get down to Mannheim
where the all night raves go off like landmines.
VERSE 4
Never thought Id be so affected
by Serbia, but we connected.
Belgrade to the State of Exit.
Been bare times since the first time I checked it.
Ahh, those beautiful ladies
blessing the beaches, awaiting a breeze.
Summertime heat exceeds the 80's.
Strand's gota be done everytime; no maybes,
In Novi Sad, where you know we had
a ball each time. I am only sad
when I come to leave and at that moment
I'm only glad when I hear those tunes
that throw me back to the fortress in that
low-key stadt which won't be packed
'til Exit comes, where I know I'll be at.
VERSE 5
Times when I'm home in the city of London,
I rave hard in the darkest dungeons
where theres musical styles in abundance
and Notting Hill Carnival's straight up fun. Don't
test we set the standards so high
for musical innovation. We apply
ourselves to bring new genres worldwide
and influences from around the world lie
deep within. You'll find our riddims
infused with the spice of hard hitting
African or Caribbean or Latin
sounds to put a little fire in them;
use a little sino
Asian flavours and we'll combine those;
and so many MCs spitting with hype flows.
*Miami...*
*Chicago...*
*London...*
*Amsterdam...*
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12. |
Futurebound
05:07
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PART 1
It's a trick of technology.
This time machine is very hot property.
I ain't tried the equipment properly.
I'm going to the future now - come follow me.
This trip'll be quality.
Breaking everyday life monotony.
No other way to make it there
apart from this one - I run this monopoly.
Nah - I don't want to go back to the past.
Compared to now it'd be brass.
I'd be like "ras! why did I come here?
No Dubstep - that's a farce."
Now, who's left here?
I'll steer. Don't interfere - you get in the rear.
Everything clear? Good! Don the gear
and let's choose the year.
PART 2
Off to the year 3,000.
I just want to go to browse and
look round for a bit of fun.
Won´t stay long - just a hit and run.
Now it´s time to take flight.
Strap up tight as the fuel ignites;
disappearing in to a bright
unknown time-space makes me bite down
hard. So nervous;
don't know whether we will survive.
Can´t stop or turn this:
Destination set; no override.
By far, the furthest
trip I´ve taken in my lifetime.
I´m concerned it´s
the very last trip my crew take alive.
PART 3
Regaining consciousness.
Feeling a sense of pompousness
as I look around and see my crew still breathing.
The dust cloud outside is easing.
Yeeeoo! What a feeling!
But wait, seeing´s believing.
As I´m waiting for the air to clear
I say to the others: "You're no longer dreaming.
Get up. Get out your seat. In
just a minute, we´ll see the world greeting
us." The only sound is hearts beating.
The silence of the vehicle is leading
me to think that it needs some healing.
The moment turns less appealing:
We´re in a room with a hole in the ceiling
and a some aliens who look to be seething.
PART 4
Looks bad; it's worse!
No Doc or nurse
could save our ship from a trip in a hearse.
This journey's turned in to a curse.
Can't make time go in reverse.
It feels like I'm living in a whole
different universe, but now we're immersed
in a world we don't know, so first
assessments need to be made
as to how safe we may be, day
or night and how we need to behave.
Quick decision - now we need to be brave
cos the angry beasts are coming
and if they got heat, they'll soon start gunning.
There's no fun in this adventure
right now. It's time to start running.
PART 5
Be quick and stay low.
I look at my crew and see they know
that this whirlwind tour's become a tornado
and there's no way home.
"Go in to this narrow
alleyway, where the bums all get parro.
'Til we see humans
we need to make sure we stick to the shadows."
"Look! Over there!"
I look over my shoulder, where
there's a man in the open air.
My look turns to a sober glare
when he's hit in the gut;
and he can't move - he seems to be stuck.
A second later I see another one shut
inside a forcefield, sitting in muck.
PART 6
Woah! There's a noise behind
that's made by an unrefined
gentleman taking a reclined
position amongst trash. Felines
and rodents scurrying around
a life that's long been in decline.
I see all the years in his face
and notice that he's partially blind.
I tell him I'm new around here
and ask him if these views are found year
round, which, then produced a round tear,
which, in turn, refused to drown fear
in his voice. "Come near"
he said, "the choice is now clear.
Aliens are cleverer; some treat us better but
human freedom won't reappear."
PART 7
Be owned or make this dump my home.
The second option stands out alone.
When the other guys start to bemoan
their fate, I don't want to hear it. I roam
in to the sun - it hits
my face. Then the bright glare is split.
Breathless; I realise I've just been kicked.
On my back, I see the beast turn and spit.
Urrrgh! Whaa? Why'd he do that?!
Dragged back to the shade and I spew; sat
back to the wall, thinking about
what I'd done to deserve this. Then I see two cats;
not too fat. When merely
smelling the mess I made, my mate really
lashed out. They're sincerely
scared. Now I see the world more clearly.
PART 8
Unprepared. No rehearsal
for this kind of role reversal.
It's not fair to be treated this way
Humans ruled like this, only worse. All
I can feel is shame from
the way we acted in days long
gone, abusing our station
as an apex predator's plain wrong.
I don't want to live this way.
The thought, alone, leaves me in dismay.
While the taste of sick mistakes
keep lingering, my aching limbs shake.
My lip quivers; about to cry rivers.
Reality hits and I get the shivers;
close my eyes and as my hope withers
I ask the future to please forgive us.
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