"yo regardless while i be moving swiftly through darkness, plotting trotting my path , im running cutting my losses, stumbling over unknown bumps and complications, and tribulations of my life are revelations"
I love how different this specific song is from all that I've heard from Nujabes and Cise Starr, both the rhythm and lyrics feel more serious and struggling-like in my opinion, instead of phylosophical or even happy like most. It's almost a hidden gem (between their great songs, specially Nujabes' ones)
I love how songs on this album have a similar style while being so different, if that makes sense. Like they make sound from more than just your earbuds
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 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
[Verse 1] Individual stars float in an 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 through 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, leg 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-hip hop was a gift (OK) Words out of her lips came straight from the heart Never prepackaged or bought for negative thought Peddled to consumers, magazines, and rumors Commercial spots turn real artists to looters Precise rap, rock and roll; Nigga, let’s do this I'll float through notes, break beats with my maneuvers [Chorus] 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, 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 [Verse 2] Speaking to Scorpius making my heart turn to porcelain It used to have a steady beat, now it’s easily broken Mind coasting, train of thought stopped emotions Welling at the core of my being, causing commotion Need to release ‘cause the stress’ll 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 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 (Yeah) 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 invisible man With mechanical hands, trying to reach out to my fans [Chorus] 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, 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 [Verse 3] Yo, viscosity of the hidden meaning between my words Thicken the plot-I got hidden rhythms and verse I'm loading a 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 mastering sin Battle within, looking at The Devil and grin I'm flipping the script, walking on a journey and trip On the gurney and missed at the fact that life is a bitch And I'm hating this shit, losing blood, making me Crip The stakes is high-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 Immaculate Conception Reborn, piercing my core with seven swords A knight in a war, looking to the eyes of the lord Calculating, want more, seeing the signs of heaven nevermore The last matador riding a pale horse Losing my course, splitting the hairs, causing divorce Marriage unborn, I havoc in song, I stumbled 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, taking a sip Then I'm gulping the shit, falling deeper in the abyss
they say that once you die in a universe, you can get sent to another one where you didn’t die. I hope I get sent to one where nujabes didn’t die and continued to make music.
Lyrics: Individual stars float in an 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 through 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, leg 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 hip hop was a gift (ok) Words out of her lips came straight from the heart Never prepackaged or bought for negative thought Peddled to consumers, magazines, and rumors Commercial spots turn real artists to looters Precise rap, rock and roll nigga, let's do this I'll float through notes, 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 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 Scorpius making my heart turn to porcelain It used to have a steady beat, now it's easily broken Mind coasting, train of thought stopped emotions Welling at the core of my being, causing commotion Need to release 'cause the stress'll 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 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 (yeah) 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 invisible 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, 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 got hidden rhythms and verse I'm loading a 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 mastering sin Battle within, looking at The Devil and grin I'm flipping the script, walking on a journey and trip On the gurney and missed at the fact that life is a bitch And I'm hating this shit, losing blood, making me Crip The stakes is high 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 Immaculate Conception Reborn, piercing my core with seven swords A knight in a war, looking to the eyes of the lord Calculating, want more, seeing the signs of heaven nevermore The last matador riding a pale horse Losing my course, splitting the hairs, causing divorce Marriage unborn, I havoc in song, I stumbled 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, taking a sip Then I'm gulping the shit, falling deeper in the abyss
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, or 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 notes 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 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...
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