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March 28, 2013 12:06 pm
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  • Latitude (feat. Five Deez)
  • By: Nujabes
  • Metaphorical Music
  • 19 Plays

"Latitude (feat. Five Deez)" by Nujabes

What side you on, you want alive? It’s right here
Don’t look any further while your vision is clear
A lotta fog in the mist tryin to throw you a curve
All these rappin thugs gettin on my last damn nerve
You eat the same piece of cake day in and day out
That tired ass flavor gets played out (no doubt)
You say that tag along warning to a rhyme for the rest
When we rock all the people say “yessuh”
We fresher than alla these miggy-figgy-niggies on the mic
The scratch, you know the wickywicky words to match
You still playing catch-up, fall far behind the line
Trying to cut, but you wasting your time please, come on dude
We the Five Deez, superior rhyme steez, don’t have our own style
We got styles plural, you still caught up in yesterday
Steppin and fetchin, gettin swept away
Futuristic black holdin mics like soldiers hold weapons
On the attack im reppin, Cincinatti’s finest no question (give me five)
Now you say Queens City

Throw your hands up in the sky
Wave around from side to side
We about to get fly

Roll my glock over on a sucker who’s locomotive
I’m moving in like the ocean, devotion within my rhymes
Same year, last time committed crimes like a felon
Three fifty seven lyrics can bust you up like melons
They ending when I’m dealin at five hundred decibles
I’m yellin “Five Deez” tellin cities and countries before me (say what?)
I’m lucky, these other cats bore me, cold and plastic
I turn the crowd into elastic, I’m stretchin them to the left
And get pulled to the right
Like a periscope, seeing over normal eyesight
I rock all night, so you can roll through the day
Feelin the rhythm to hear my rhymes in delay
I give em what is needed while you just form what they want
Who gonna get jumped, chump? Crunk brothas
Bounce to my jams like blubba, we doin it for lovas
While you suckled with the hatas, on the crossfada
And you say Queens city

Hey, you can call me on your mobile phone
Or grab a pen and a sheet of paper and write a letter at your home
You can download my music off an internet site,
Or you could be mixtapin it, we’ll still be creatin it
You could have a compact disc, with vinyl gratin’ it
Vibrations, be still, and keep the vibe waitin
A watcher or a reader, a loner or a leader
You could be the one that make the party cold or make it heat up
(make the beats heat up)
Bust slow to my motion, from the highest mountain to the bottom of the ocean
You want it? Final attack, get attacked on DAT
Cause and effect, it’s because we wreck
There’s no flaws to detect
So don’t pause the deck
Local or international, took galactic respect
You could fall from the pressure
Or could you take the weight
(and rhythmic break)
And you say Queens city
March 25, 2013 11:49 am
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  • Think Different (feat. Substantial)
  • By: Nujabes
  • Metaphorical Music
  • 9 Plays

"Think Different (feat. Substantial)" by Nujabes

Yo, check it out
I want you to pay attention to this
Know what I’m saying, listen up, alright?

You bust lead? So do I, except mine impregnates the page
Giving birth to thoughts that unify
You fuck little girls, I make love to women
My words uplift, yours are poisonous like venom
I’m an emcee, you’re a rapper
I’m as real as they come
While half the guys you idolize are just actors
You run from commitment, I remain loyal
You call women bitches
I call them queens because they’re royal
You make rap songs, I make soul music
When God speaks through rhythm, will you go to it
Yo I save my cash; yours, you blow through it
I say your child’s special, you say he’s so stupid
I’m pouring my heart out in everything written
You’re scared you’ll look soft, heart remains hidden
Yo on touchy subjects nerves I stay hittin’
But I ain’t better than you, I just think different

Is the glass half full or half empty?
It’s based on your perspective quite simply
We’re the same and we’re not, know what I’m saying? Listen
So I ain’t better than you, I just think different

My fam run things, while you run your jewelry
My people pop lock, you tough guys pop toolies
You rock gems, I drop gems
You Xerox copying while I originate material to stimulate
Positive thought patterns when the chosen start gathering
We bar none
Yo I got jokes, you are one
I’m out doing it while you talk about it
I’m constantly in the mix while you walk around it
You try, I do
I’m wise, you’re clueless
I get the job done, you fail and make excuses
I’m a gentleman, your behavior’s abusive
I’m patient, you’re jumping the gun, false start
You’re caught up in dress codes, I’ll shop at Wal-Mart
Sucker, I’m all heart and you’re half-hearted
You suckas are vandals, we graf artist
Thought you had the last laugh but we laugh hardest

Is the glass half full or half empty?
It’s based on your perspective quite simply
We’re the same and we’re not, know what I’m saying? Listen
So I ain’t better than you, I just think different

You fall in love with body parts, I connect mentally
With my female counterpart before we bond physically
Cats I chill with rap about revolution
While you rap about drug abuse and distribution
You wanna be like Mike, yo I wanna be me
My queen’s hard to obtain while yours is easy
We both from Maryland but be reppin’ D.C.
We all front sometimes, that’s how emcees be
My word is bond and yours is worthless
You’re mainstream, I’m beneath the surface
I stay working hard while you’re hardly workin’
All you want is money and your dick sucked, are you certain?
I want a better world for our seeds to live in
I put faith in myself, not the system
Yo, we trying to travel so why you making pit stops?
You cats is rap and I’m hip-hop


Is the glass half full or half empty?
It’s based on your perspective quite simply
We’re the same and we’re not, know what I’m saying? Listen
So I ain’t better than you, I just think different

March 21, 2013 12:55 pm
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  • Highs 2 Lows (feat. Cise Starr from CYNE)
  • By: Nujabes
  • Metaphorical Music
  • 10 Plays

"Highs 2 Lows (feat. Cise Starr from CYNE)" by Nujabes


Individual stars float in the ocean of God
Rocking a pinky ring of Saturn while I’m visiting Mars
Egos bigger than Jupiter are breaking the bars
Holding me back down to Earth to physical laws
Touching the moon, grace as I ready resume
Comets flying through space bringing possible doom
Blocking the sun, bring a holocaust on the world
I’m talking back to Father Time, Mother Earth is my girl
I got the wings of angels walking down the valley of death
Watching my step, ‘cause The Devil’s never one to respect
Come correct on the studio track, taking it back
To the pen and pad, I blast the original rap
Brother on the B-Boy tip, with Krylon spit
I tag the charts with the graphical hits
So who you fucking with, arm leg led to arm head
Snapping your neck back while you spit out a Pez
I be the original son of a bitch, hurting your wrist
'Cause you spinning my shit so much the needle skip
Flip to the rhythm and reminisce, remember the days of
'94 (Nine Four) hip-hop was a gift
Words out of her lips came straight from the heart
Never prepackaged or bought, void of negative thought
Peddle to consumers, magazines, and rumors
Commercial spots turn real artists to looters
Precise rap, rock and roll, nigga lets do this
I’ll float through those break beats with my maneuvers

Yo regardless
While I be moving swiftly through darkness
Plotting, charting my path, I’m running, cutting my losses
Stumbling over unknown bumps and complications
And tribulations of my life of revelations

Speaking to scorpions making my heart turn to porcelain
That used to have a steady beat now its easily broken
My coast and train of thought stopped emotions
Welling at the core of my being causing commotion
Need to release, ‘cause the stress will tear me to pieces
My love ceases and my thoughts break into leases
The height of my life, but the strife making me leave this
I can’t beat this, going to God to defeat this
Will he help, or do I have to do this myself?
Alone and confused, the blues burden my health
My eyes remain closed ‘cause my highs are lows
I’m feeling the blows of rain cause my pain is cold
Now who am I, a man or a pawn in life?
Living day to day, I pray am I wrong or right
Losing my mind so maybe you can help me find
The way to go so I can be leaving this pain behind
Trying to sleep, “Sleep is the cousin of death,”
Said a wise man from Queensbridge, on beats he blessed
Trying to rest, instead I rest my head
On a pillow of hardships, misery is the bed
On my back, I lie, I can see the skies
Through the glass ceiling, the reason tears drowning my eyes
And I can’t move, grief won’t let me think
My soul is dry; I crawl just to take a drink
I made you blink, think like a visible man
With mechanical hands trying to reach out to my fans

Yo regardless
While I be moving swiftly through darkness
Plotting, charting my path, I’m running, cutting my losses
Stumbling over unknown bumps and complications
And tribulations of my life of revelations

Yo viscosity of the hidden meaning between my words
Thicken the plot, I caught hidden rhythms and verse
I’m loading the hearse, you biting like a Dracula curse
I’m bringing the worst of hurt like a sermon in church
Pertaining to you, hurts just to listen to truth
So you’d rather listen to lies, so you’re living to lose
I’m beginning to win, young man, master in sin
Battle within, looking at The Devil and grin
I’m flipping the script, walking on a journey and trip
On the gurney they missed, and the fact that life is a bitch
And I’m hating this shit, losing blood, making me crip
With stakes aside, bet, and I lost the grip
Searching for bliss, with the razor over my wrist
Needing a job but the drug test’s checking my piss
I’m looking through a window and seeing the immaculate conception reborn
Peace in my core with seven swords, a knight in a war
Looking to the eyes of the lord, calculating what more
Seeing the signs of heaven nevermore
The last matador riding the pale horse, losing my course
Splitting the hairs, causing divorce
Marriage unborn, I havoc in song, I stumble upon
Lost jewels of thought, thought to be gone
Lost forever, I sever motherfuckers with letters
Written in script, forward to the rap that I rip
From the top of the lip, make a drink, take it and sip
Then I’m gulping the shit
Falling deeper in the abyss…

March 16, 2013 12:07 pm
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  • Lady Brown (feat. Cise Starr from CYNE)
  • By: Nujabes
  • Metaphorical Music
  • 29 Plays

"Lady Brown (feat. Cise Starr from CYNE)" by Nujabes


Crush a coal to a diamond
Eyes forever shining
Your beauty alone inspire a nigga to rhyming
Thinking of the better things in life
Thinking of how I could persuade you to become my wife
Hand in hand as we floating over tropical sands
You my lady, I’m ya man
So let’s futher advance to the next scene
Me sleeping next to you resting
You are the personification of all God’s blessings
Coming to me in just one physical being
One physical dream that I wanna redeem
You’re Voluptuous
Sweet caramel brown honeydew
Satin skin smooth to the touch, what a nigga do
So sensual
Her smile like a chemical extract of perfection
Rare mineral
She smell like a happy birthday on a Thursday
Quiet time love sleep in I wake early

Honey brown wit the long black hair
Teasing me with a kiss and a stare
Slight touch and you taking me there
So fine and it just ain’t fair
So beautiful and so damn rare

She’s angelic and energetic
Using sex as a weapon
I reckon that I’m confessing
Her body is just a blessing from God Down to earth
She needs to be in a church to prove that
We didn’t spawn from fish but God’s work
Hurts to see her clothed cause her body beholds
Secrets untold valued like platinum and gold
For she is the key to open my mind to see
The energy that radiates from the gates of heavenly bliss
I reminisce over touch and kiss
While you fucking a bitch I go make love to my miss
Never scandalous
It unanimous that the how i handled it
Lights off and candle lit rooms and glamorous
Yo I call you love sexual you look edible
Parallel snuggle up close intellectual
In a rendezvous who are you in wrap hairdo
No makeup in jean shorts open toe shoe
I wanna hold you mold ya soul I behold you
Know you better than myself never own you
But keep you never leave you
I beseech you
Gods gift to man is you wearing a see through
Riding Seadoos in Atlantic Ocean
Causing commotion
Lay you down going through the motions
Keep ya skin soft lotions got me coasting
Down pretty round brown thighs the candles low lit

Honey brown wit the long black hair
Teasing me with a kiss and a stare
Slight touch and you taking me there
So fine and it just ain’t fair
So beautiful and so damn rare

Look at this agreeable
Delightful, delectable
Unforgettable
So sweet she may be edible
She needs a pedestal To step out of heaven you ready boo
Never hypothetical you factual and magical
Fuck theatrical
Baby girl because you actual
Physically your chemistry is so mathematical
Had to use academics to define your spirit
You lifting my limits
Your name off my tongue is a lyric
She’s a compilation of my minds representation
Of a representative
Representing an excellent revelation of time and dedication
Never impatient
She know the deal
Revealed herself to me
So I can see Her heavenly ways
Her heavenly gaze
And plus it don’t hurt that she has an ass for days
So as we lay I reminisce on the day that we met
Please god never let me forget

March 14, 2013 2:46 pm
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  • Blessing It (feat. Substantial & Pase Rock from Five Deez)
  • By: Nujabes
  • Metaphorical Music
  • 19 Plays

"Blessing it (feat. Substantial & Pase Rock)" by Nujabes


Each one, teach one we free each one
Maryland and Cincinatti to the far east son
And we just begun to spread the gospel
Substantial, Pase Rock, hip hop apostles
Far from preachin with this art you call rappin
Takin y’all back to before this all happened
Frontin hardcore when you barely soft porn
Never penetratin the inner to get your heart warm
Rock on, at the ridiculous pace
Disrepect hip hop and I’ll spit in your face
These pitiful wastes of oxygen, it’s madness
Get in your case, and all your shit, like back checks
Got my eye on ya, like insanity grabbed ya
Y’all seedy packagin, and I can’t stand rappin
You’re bound to get ripped, and then turned into garbage
I stay blessin mics, my followers pay homage

Substance, blessin it
Yes I am, blessin it
UV for life, hell yes we stay blessin it
Pase on, blessin it
Yes I stay blessin it
Five Deez forever you know we stay blessin it

On point like the pens we write with
Livin righteous, in these times of peril and crisis
The pain’ll squeeze you lifeless, dead, what’s the matter who’s the nicest
Who’s alive, who’s gonna live to see their life
Hopefully me, my lifeline a MC
Extends past paying dues how much it cost to be free
Deep-rooted underground, but on the surface a tree
Branchin out, all I ever really wanted to be

They want to put us in a box, and then pack it away
But we ain’t havin that, no pause, no which way
Yo I’m goin to the top and that’s where I stay
Fuck the middle ground, poor, gettin biz while you was sittin down
The joint sound hittin now, freestyle’a written down
Your flow’s played out money you need to get that shit a style
Speedy on the quick fast, long term we make it last
Forever and a day stay clear on the path cause yo

Substance, blessin it
Yes I am, blessin it
UV for life, hell yes we stay blessin it
Pase on, blessin it
Yes I stay blessin it
Five Deez forever you know we stay blessin it

Children of the sun look out here we come
Live in Brooklyn, Maryland’s where I’m from
The beat don’t stop, ‘til you’ve had enough
Five Deez, UV, connect that’s what’s up
Children of the sun watch out we comin for ya
Rockin from the ‘natti mid-west to California
And it don’t stop even when you’ve had enough
Pase and Substantial dude that’s what’s up
Blessin it, effortless
Testin this, doubt it
Mic specialist son, we have events crowded
As nice as you wish you were
Good mics are my signature
I thought you said this shit is hot
It’s barely room temperature
We scorch it, we torturing cats from Cincinatti to New York
And back, word to Pat, don’t say jack
When we bankrupt your crew from spinnin the wheel of fortune, black
We take you there and send you walkin back

Substance, blessin it
Yes I am, blessin it
UV for life, hell yes we stay blessin it
Pase on, blessin it
Yes I stay blessin it
Five Deez forever you know we stay blessin it

March 11, 2013 5:47 pm
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  • A Wolf At The Door (It Girl. Rag Doll)
  • By: Radiohead
  • Hail To The Thief
  • 85 Plays

"Wolf at the Door (It Girl. Rag Doll)" by Radiohead


Drag him out your window
Dragging out your dead
Singing I miss you
Snakes and ladders
Flip the lid
Out pops the cracker
Smacks you in the head
Knifes you in the neck
Kicks you in the teeth
Steel toe caps
Takes all your credit cards
Get up get the gunge
Get the eggs
Get the flan in the face
The flan in the face
The flan in the face
Dance you fucker dance you fucker
Don’t you dare
Don’t you dare
Don’t you flan in the face
Take it with the love is given
Take it with a pinch of salt
Take it to the taxman
Let me back let me back
I promise to be good
Don’t look in the mirror
At the face you don’t recognize
Help me call the doctor
Put me inside
Put me inside
Put me inside
Put me inside
Put me inside
I keep the wolf from the door
But he calls me up
Calls me on the phone
Tells me all the ways that he’s gonna mess me up
Steal all my children
If I don’t pay the ransom
But I’ll never see them again
If I squeal to the cops
No no no no no no no:
Walking like giant cranes ah
With my x ray eyes i strip you naked
In a tight little world and why are you on the list?
Stepford wives who are we to complain?
Investments and dealers investments and dealers
Cold wives and mistresses
Cold wives and sunday papers.
City boys in first class
Don’t know we’re born little
Someone else is gonna come and clean it up
Born and raised for the job
Someone else always does
I wish you’d get up get over get up get over
Turn the tape off.
I keep the wolf from the door
But he calls me up
Calls me on the phone
Tells me all the ways that he’s gonna mess me up
Steal all my children
If I don’t pay the ransom
But I’ll never see them again
If I squeal to the cops
So I’m just gonna’

March 10, 2013 8:34 am
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  • Scatterbrain (As Dead As Leaves)
  • By: Radiohead
  • Hail To The Thief
  • 0 Plays

"Scatterbrain (As Dead As Leaves)" by Radiohead


I’m walking out in a force ten gale
Birds thrown around, bullets for hail
The roof is pulling off by its fingernails
Your voice is rattlin’ on my window sill
Yesterday’s headlines blown by the wind
Yesterday’s people end up scatterbrain
Any fool can easy pick a hole I only wish I could fall in
A moving target in a firing range
Somewhere I’m not
Scatterbrain
Somewhere I’m not
Scatterbrain
Lightning fuse, powercut
Scatterbrain

March 9, 2013 7:35 pm
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  • Myxomatosis (Judge, Jury & Executioner)
  • By: Radiohead
  • Hail To The Thief
  • 9 Plays

"Myxomatosis (Judge, Jury & Executioner)" by Radiohead


The mongrel cat came home
Holding half a head
Proceeded to show it off
To all his new found friends
He said I been where I liked
I slept with who I like
She ate me up for breakfast
She screwed me in a vice
But now
I don’t know why
I feel so tongue-tied
I sat in the cupboard
And wrote it down real neat
They were cheering and waving
Cheering and waving
Twitching and salivating like with myxomatosis
But it got edited fucked up
Strangled beaten up
Used in a photo in time magazine
Buried in a burning black hole in devon
I don’t know why I feel so tongue-tied
Don’t know why
I feel
So skinned alive.
My thoughts are misguided and a little naive
I twitch and I salivate like with myxomatosis
You should put me in a home or you should put me down
I got myxomatosis
I got myxomatosis
Yeah no one likes a smart ass but we all like stars
But that wasn’t my intention, I did it for a reason
It must have got mixed up
Strangled beaten up
I got myxomatosis
I got myxomatosis
I don’t know why I
Feel so tongue-tied

March 8, 2013 11:26 am
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  • A Punch Up At A Wedding (No No No No No No No No)
  • By: Radiohead
  • Hail To The Thief
  • 0 Plays

"A Punch Up at a Wedding (No No No No No No No No)" by Radiohead


No
I don’t know why you bother
Nothing’s ever good enough for you.
(By the way) I was there and it wasn’t like that.
You’ve come here just to start a fight
You had to piss on our parade
You had to shred our big day
You had to ruin it for all concerned
In a drunken punch-up at a wedding
Yeah
Hypocrite opportunist
Don’t infect me with your poison
A bull in a china shop
When I turn ‘round you stay frozen to the spot
You had the pointless snide remarks
Of hammerheaded sharks
The pot will call the kettle black
It’s a drunken punch-up at a wedding yeah
Oh no no

March 7, 2013 11:15 am
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  • I Will (No Man's Land)
  • By: Radiohead
  • Hail To The Thief
  • 11 Plays

"I Will (No Man’s Land)" by Radiohead

I will
Lay me down
In a bunker
Underground
I won’t let this happen to my children
Meet the real world coming out of your shell
With white elephants
Sitting ducks
I will
rise up
Little babies eyes eyes eyes eyes
Little babies eyes eyes eyes eyes
Little babies eyes eyes eyes eyes
Little babies eyes eyes eyes