B i o g r a p h y (by Sean Cooper )
DJ Shadow's Josh Davis is widely credited as a key figure in developing the experimental instrumental hip-hop style associated with the London-based Mo' Wax label. His early singles for the label, including "In/Flux" and "Lost and Found (S.F.L.)," were all-over-the-map mini-masterpieces combining elements of funk, rock, hip-hop, ambient, jazz, soul, and used-bin incidentalia. Although he'd already done a scattering of original and production work (during 1991-1992 for Hollywood Records) by the time Mo' Wax's James Lavelle contacted him about releasing "In/Flux" on the fledgling imprint, it wasn't until his association with Mo' Wax that his sound began to mature and cohere. Mo'Wax released a longer work in 1995 � the 40-minute single in four movements, "What Does Your Soul Look Like," which topped the British indie charts � and Davis went on to co-write, remix, and produce tracks for labelmates DJ Krush and Doctor Octagon plus the Mo' trip-hop supergroup U.N.K.L.E. Josh Davis grew up in Hayward, CA, a predominantly lower-middle-class suburb of San Francisco. The odd White suburban hip-hop fan in the hard rock-dominated early '80s, Davis gravitated toward the turntable/mixer setup of the hip-hop DJ over the guitars, bass, and drums of his peers. He worked his way through hip-hop's early years into the heyday of crews like Eric B. & Rakim, Ultramagnetic, and Public Enemy; groups which prominently featured DJs in their ranks. Davis had already been fiddling around with making beats and breaks on a four-track while he was in high school, but it was his move to the NorCal cow-town of Davis to attend university that led to the establishment of his own Solesides label as an outlet for his original tracks. Hooking up with Davis' few b-boys (including eventual Solesides artists Blackalicious and Lyrics Born) through the college radio station, Shadow began releasing the Reconstructed From the Ground Up mix tapes in 1991 and pressed his 17-minute hip-hop symphony "Entropy" in 1993. His tracks spread widely through the DJ-strong hip-hop underground, eventually catching the attention of Mo' Wax. Shadow's first full-length, Endtroducing..., was released in late 1996 to immense critical acclaim in Britain and America. Preemptive Strike, a compilation of early singles, followed in early 1998. Later that year, Shadow produced tracks for the debut album by U.N.K.L.E., a long-time Mo' Wax production team that gained superstar guests including Thom Yorke (of Radiohead), Richard Ashcroft (of the Verve), Mike D (of the Beastie Boys), and others. His next project came in 1999, with the transformation of Solesides into a new label, Quannum Projects. Nearly six years after his debut production album, the proper follow-up, The Private Press, was released in June 2002. The following year Shadow released a mix album, Diminishing Returns and in 2004 he released a live album and DVD, Live! In Tune and on Time.
Endtroducing - 1996-11-19 -
Best Foot Forward Building Steam With a Grain of Salt The Number Song Changeling What Does Your Soul Look Like, Pt. 4 [Untitled] Stem/Long Stem Mutual Slump Organ Donor Why Hip Hop Sucks in '96 Midnight in a Perfect World Napalm Brain/Scatter Brain What Does Your Soul Look Like, Pt. 1: Blue Sky Revisit Transmission 3
The Private Press - 2002-06-02 -
Letter From Home Fixed Income (Instrumental) Un autre introduction Walkie Talkie Giving Up The Ghost (Instrumental) Six days Mongrel Meets His Maker (Instrumental) Right thing Monosylabik Mashin' On The Motorway Blood On The Motorway You Can't Go Home Again Letter From Home (Part 2)
Best Foot Forward (Alternate Version) Devil's Advocate DJ Shadow's Theme Fixed Income (Live) GDMFSOB (UNKLE Uncensored) Lost And Found Midnight in a perfect world (Gift of Gab Mix) Right Thing (Z-Trip 'Set The Party Off Mix' In Three Parts) Six Days (featuring Mos Def) Six Days (Soulwax Remix) The Number Song (Cut Chemist Party Mix) The Third Decade, Our Move
Endtroducing --- For samples details go here --- Best foot forward Bob, Bob, Bob... Bob Wood, National programmer director of the chum group Worked with us in producing... Hold up, hold up, before we get started Guess who's coming With those brothers LA, y'all And now... Guess who's coming It's... Guess who's coming It's... Guess who's coming DJ Shadow! Back again Who is he? Just your favourite DJ saviour Usin', usin' Usin' and confusin' beats that ya never heard Since 1990, put a smile on your face like ultra-bright You're just fessin' man I don't even wanna hear about it You're just fessin'
*** Thanx a lot to John & Mark & Sebastian for this one ***
Building Steam With A Grain Of Salt Producing... From listening to records, I just knew what to do I mainly taught myself And you know, I did pretty well Except there were a few mistakes But I, uh... I had just recently cleared up, you know, I mean... I'd like to just continue to be able to... express myself, as best as I can with this instrument I feel like I have a lot of work to do. Still, ya know I'm a student, of the drums And I'm also a teacher of the drums too hehe... What makes Cancer tenacious? The moon rules the fluids Including the inner juices of human beings That which assimilates and feeds the body So the crab feeds his astral plane Assimilating and distributing all he receives Slowly, until it becomes a part of him I can fly through the strangest land Black satin starry eyes, brown smiling face... And I would like to be able to continue to... Let what is inside of me Which is, which comes from all the music that I hear You know, I would like for that to come out It's not like, it's not really me thats coming The music's coming through me The music's coming through me
The Number Song 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, break down baby. Come on get with it, 1, 2, 3, 4 - hit it What is this? This is the number song But before I start, let's have a countdown 1, 2, 3, 4 (4 4 4) Listen to this Just listen to this Just listen to this Just listen to this Just listen to this Just listen to this Just listen to this Just listen to this Just listen to this Just listen to this Just listen to this Just listen to this We want y'all to understand... One, two, three, and... 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2 Come on get with it, 1, 2, 3, (that's a go) - hit it Who got the number? Who, who got the number? Who got the number? Who, who got the number? Yeah yeah yeah! Alright... Yeah yeah yeah! I got the number Won't you please let me... rock your mind The pa the pa the party The pa the pa the party The party's already started And it's about to end 1, 2, 3, 4 - That's fresh A 1, 2, 3, 4, 1 - get with it Get with it Get get - get with it 10, 9, every body come on... 8, come on louder! 7, louder! 6, louder!
*** Thanx a lot to John & Sebastian for this one ***
Changeling
He cried, he cried, an' he cried, and he cried Rained 40 nights Played lots of chess And he made lots of friends He cried, he cried, an' he cried, and he cried And he made lots of friends And he wept every time it would rain Well once it rained... (from Loudon Wainwrigth III "The man who couldn't cry") Latitude... Zero... This is not a dream, not a dream We are using your brain's electrical system as a receiver We are unable to transmit through your conscious neural interference You are receiving this broadcast as a dream We are transmitting from the year 1-9-.....
*** Thanx a lot to Matthew & Sada & Sebastian for this one ***
What Does Your Soul Look Like (Part 4) Come talk to me... Come on triggy man... Come on, the camera's rolling... Get that fucking bad thing... Lose that... Talk to me... Who are you?... Come on chopper male, chopper male sucker! Got the gusto? - Come on! In Vietnam!... And... And yet, I've just got to do something... Because, I... I see I'm god, or something... God... I am superior to that... Everyone is dead, or should I call in for the central right now? And stand naked, with a hurt expression Until it burns me up! S.O.S S.O.S Away, come away, come away S...
*** Thanx a lot to Sebastian for this one ***
[Untitled]
Bonjour....hmmm... Mauren's got five sisters They've all got ass One of them's got eyes as big a jolly ranchers. Beautiful girl, she's a beautiful girl
*** Thanx a lot to Sada for this one ***
Stem/Long Stem
Then go Back And Then Decide, decide I come to play right down I'll tell your children not to lay right down I say parking tickets?! you're crazy! I don't... He says well, they have some outstanding warrants left on you, And they want to just solve them you know, whatever it'll be. So they take me in on a chain to long beach. And now they lock me up in the cell behind the courtroom in Long Beach, While I'm awaiting to be heard on my traffic offences! parking tickets! And I panicked, I'm thinking, oh my God, man, While I'm here, you know, holding me, actually what's to stop them? I mean what's really to stop them? oh, I assumed that maybe some day My mother would realize that I should have gotten out! But ah, she was nice, she would have known but still, what's to stop them? And I'm panicking... And finally they called...Sorry Oh my god...I am... Scared. ** Transmission 2 ...not a dream We are using your brain's electrical system as a reciever, We are unable to transmit to your conscious - neural interference, You are recieving this broadcast as a dream, We are transmitting from the year 1-9-9...
*** Thanx a lot to Matthew & Sada for this one ***
Mutual Slump Then I came to America, saw Xanadu, That's all I wanted to do - rollerskate. Five feet under. Do you feel like Darth Vader? I was scared I have to admit at first, Never had a cat before."
*** Thanx a lot to Sebastian & Matthew for this one ***
Organ donor
Your body feel my heart, man.. Playing a funky solo... Yeah!!
"Why Hip Hop Sucks In '96"
It's the money... It's fat/phat....
*** Thanx a lot to Sada & Sebastian for this one ***
Midnight in a Perfect World
Insight, foresight, moresight, The clock on the wall read a quater past midnight Ahhh ohhh Ahhh ohhh I don't love you Heading to garden of love, aahaahhhhh... Life come seeking of love , of looove" m-midnight, m-midnight, m-midnight, m-midnight... now a.. now a.. now, now, now, now.... aah ooh. 12 o'clock aah ooh. rock rock rock. rock the midnight rush. aaah ooh aahhh ooh.. now, now, now, now, now, now... m-midnight, m-midnight, m-midnight, m-midnight... I don't love you The midnight rush Heading to garden of love, aahaahhhhh... Life come seeking of love , of looove" Oooooh ooooooh oooooh oooooh ooooooh oooooh Now now now now now approach now approaching now approach now approaching now now now now now now now now approaching midni- now now now now now now approaching mid now now now now approaching midni- now now approaching now now now now approaching midnight
*** Thanx a lot to Sada & Petter & Sebastian & Alan for this one *** Napalm Brain/Scatter Brain
Ah, ah, h-ha ha Well hello there little buddy, come on in! Whatcha got there with you? That your dog? Guess there's no reason you can't have dogs up there on the moon, that's a good pretty good looking pooch... Betcha come back for more of Dr. Neptune's delicious elixir is that right? Ha ha ha ha, I knew you would. I'll get that for ya... Oh, I see, you figured out where it is, didn'tcha. Well, alright, I'll tell you what I'll do, I'll set up the checkerboard here, We'll have us another game of checkers... One without all that cheatin' you done last time... We ain't gonna have no more of that I can tell ya'... I seen what you done... They have any glasses like that up there on the moon? Testify Napalm When the bomb's activated and mutilated the leg and arms...
What Does Your Soul Look Like, Pt. 1: Blue Sky Revisit
And why should we Want to go back where we were? How many years could that have been? All my life, I felt Content to stargaze at the skies Now I only want to melt C'era già questo amore che viviamo tanto tempo fa C'era già quella rosa che ti ho dato Le canzoni che ho cantato, la tristezza e l'allegria And why should we Want to live a life that's past And nevermore will ever be? Transmission 3 This is not a dream, not a dream We are using your brain's electrical system as a receiver We are unable to transmit through your conscious neural interference You are receiving this broadcast as a dream We are transmitting from the year 1-9-..... (from John Carpenter's "Prince of Darkness" movie) It is happening again... It is happening again... (from David Lynch "Twin Peaks" Series)
*** Thanx a lot to Sebastian & Nathan for this one ***
Preemptive strike
*** Thanx a lot to Ian for who did these lyrics for us *** Strike 1
One more time for the people Whoa... Now, wait a minute I'm about to bust it Ready? In flux
It's a song about life, death, love, hate, wealth, poverty, racism... just a few things been runnin' through my head... Listen... We call on you... Listen... Now, we call on you... Be strong... Hear us now!... When you speak of overthrowing those conditions, I think this is what frightens people from the freedom of... The average American, when you simply say the word overthrow, may see this as something very, very bad... I know you're not responsible for his feelings, But, when you say these things, are you threatening someone? Right now... People's power People's power People's... power Detroit in '42... New York in '64... Blinding by a hundred watts... The naked, black, white truth... Destroy the establishment, tear down the face of stupidity and corruption And put up in it's place, an edifice of truth... Unite in struggle for people's power... Unite, unite, unite, truth... Unite in struggle for people's power... We are a part of those concerned with gangs... Meanwhile, uptown, the dj a player... Everybody's so concerned about heroin and marijuana and all that, Until they forget the most dangerousest narcotic that exist's, And that's the narcotic that's injected into the minds of infants... It's called social narcotics... So, you know as well as I do that things are changing... Yeah, change, you know... Meanwhile, uptown, the dj a player... Revolution... Yeah, change, you know... My gift... Make music... So I say you youngster's gotta get a job Work to change the system... Definacy... Equal, justice... ...Submission... ...Moving on... ...The people's power... ...Ghetto wack, lining my ears... ...My gift... Make music... Change, change, change It's only a matter of time Change, change, change It's only a matter of time Change, change, change It's only a matter of time Change, change, change, change, change, change It's only a matter of time Freedom! (Freedom!)... That's all that life is... The record ends and we must begin again... Hindsigh
The tracks go off in this direction... (sample from star wars...) Strike 2
So Shadow, tell me what you mean... Wait! Exactly, is what I'm saying... You got the power up to ten and what? And, and, you can't keep it there... Yeah, ok, the power is up to ten, but eventually you're gonna play a record that's quiet, alright? Ohh, ohh And then what happens? Well that's um... Then, then you just get... What does your soul look like (part 2)
We are standing here at the edge of time... Cold... Our road was paved to the edge of time... Steel... Sparks... Come with me now to the edge of time... Does anyone remember who I am? In a few moments you will have an experience which will seem completely real... It will be the result of your subconscious fears, transformed to your conscious awareness... You have five seconds to terminate this tape... Five, four, three, two, one Has everybody got a place to hide? Is everybody inside? Has everybody got a place to hide? Is everybody inside? There's a game out there, and the stakes are high. And the guy who runs it figures the averages all day long, and all night... Once in a while he let's you steal a pot, But if you stay in the game long enough, you've got to lose, And once you've lost, there's no way back... No way at all... The time has come Darkness! Darkness! darkness! darkness! Da-da-da-da-darkness! The time has come The time has come Can you feel this? What is that buzzing? Are you now, or have you ever, moved slowly? (THX 1138 Movie Sample) What does your soul look like (part 3)
I'm asking you to make a small quantum jump with me, to accept one deviant concept... That our other states of consciousness are as real! as our waking state and that these can be externalized... We're beyond mass and energy, beyond even energy, what we're back to is the first thought! We're beyond mass and energy, beyond even energy, what we're back to is the first thought! What does your soul look like (part 4)
(From the movie Dead calm) Come talk to me... Come on triggy man... Come on, the camera's rolling... Get that fucking bad thing... Lose that... Talk to me... Who are you?... Come on chopper male, chopper male sucker! Got the gusto? - Come on! In Vietnam!... And... And yet, I've just got to do something... Because, I... I see I'm god, or something... God... I am superior to that... Everyone is dead, or should I call in for the central right now? And stand naked, with a hurt expression Until it burns me up! S.O.S S.O.S Away, come away, come away S... What does your soul look like (part 1)
And why should we Want to go back where we were, how many years? All my life I felt Content to stargaze at the skies Now I only want to melt And why should we Want to live a life that's past and nevermore Strike 3 (and i'm out)
Listen to me I'm gonna make you as comfortable as i can But you aint gonna be totally comfortable So, get hip to that already In other words, i'm sure it's gonna be cool And i'll work with you, so don't get frustrated by nothin' I'll work with you on this level, so right now let me just run the track Just listen to the track, ok Just listen to the track Man, can you run that track for me High noon
You will hear my heart and the circle (circuit?) will be complete... (from "The answer is No" by The Giant Crab) Organ donor [extended recall]
You got an organ goin' there (no wonder the sound has so much body) x 2
The Private Press *** Thanx a lot to Taras for who helped me with these lyrics ***
Letter From Home 451 Commercial Avenue, Apartment K, Richmond, California September 9th 1951 Dear Lester, I'm sorry I didn't write before, And because this record wasn't sent, Which I intended doing before this, Everything went wrong. Tonight, we got together and kept the kids up, And decided to have a little fun making this record. Well of course, coming up, We didn't have a lot of trouble, we had a lot of fun. Momma slept all the way, and I didn't get tired driving. Was over anxious. We got in about 12:45, Got to Richmond, woke the family up. And there are so many things I could say, I just can't get them together... I'll let you hear from somebody else. Un Autre Introduction Hello Mr DJ! Avec votre DJ à la Sono Ecoutez le show-musical! Yeah! Music machine! Pénétrez dans cet univers musical Attention! Attention! Attention! Attention! C'est à vous vous vous vous Pour la danse danse danse danse! Dansez sur cette musique folle Soyez aussi marteau que lui Super! Walkie Talkie Child 1 : Why don't you tell me a story? Child 2 : Please tell me a story too. Man : You know, I think I'll tell you the story of my life. Child 1 : You tell me! Ghetto-ghetto! Ghetto-ghetto! Ghetto-ghetto! Check me out! Ghetto-ghetto! Ghetto-ghetto! Ghetto-ghetto! Check check me out! Ghetto-ghetto! Ghetto-ghetto! Ghetto-ghetto! Ghetto-ghetto! Ghetto-ghetto! Ghetto-ghetto! I'm a bad ass motherfuckin' DJ This is why I walk and talk this way! I'm a bad ass motherfuckin' DJ This is why I walk and talk this way! I'm a bad ass motherfuckin' DJ This is why I walk and talk this way! You suckers! He's the master of disaster and the master of beat Come-Come-Come-Come-Come with it Come-Come-Come-Come-Come with it Ghetto-ghetto-ghetto-ghetto-ghetto-to He's so quick Huh! He's so fast Hah! He's so quick, he's so fast He's upper-class player Check him with his fast moves DJ Shadow with the scratch A crowned devastator! Come on, rock! Check out the cut, cut, cut You suckers! This is why I, is why, is why I walk This is why I, is why, is why I walk I'm a bad ass motherfuckin' DJ This is why I, is why, is why I walk and talk this way That's right! This is why I, is why, is why I walk This is why I, is why, is why I walk This is why I, is why, is why I walk and talk this way Check me out! Rave! Rave! Rave! Rave! Rave! Rave! Holy shit! Rave! Rave! Rave! Rave! Rave! Rave! Holy shit! Let the beat rock. Let the beat rock. Let the beat rock. Let the beat rock. Let the beat rock. Let the beat rock. Let the beat rock. Let the beat rock
*** Thanx a lot to Mike who helped me for this one *** Six Days At the starting of the week At summit talks you'll hear them speak It's only Monday Negotiations breaking down See those leaders start to frown It's sword and gun day Tomorrow never comes until it's too late You could be sitting taking lunch The news will hit you like a punch It's only Tuesday You never thought we'd go to war After all the things we saw It's April Fools' day Tomorrow never comes until it's too late Tomorrow never comes until it's too late You hear a whistling overhead Are you alive or are you dead? It's only Thursday You feel a shaking on the ground A billion candles burn around Is it your birthday? Tomorrow never comes until it's too late Tomorrow never comes until it's too late Make tomorrow come I think it's too late Mongrel Welcome to fear, side two. Right Thing This tape collection gets bigger every minute, I find it very hard to fit music to the mood And there's nothing worse than to make the wrong choice. Except to sort right through and find nothing suitable But then I find just the right thing But then I find just the right thing But then I find just the right thing But then I find just the right thing But then I find just the right thing But then I find just the right thing But then I find just the right thing But then I find just the right thing The right thing The right thing The right thing The right thing thing thing The right thing The right thing The right thing Th-The The right thing The right thing Just the right thing The the the the the the Just the right thing The right thing The right thing Right thing Right right right ra ra right Pure energy The purpose of this record Bolder Bolder Breathe Breathe Pure energy Pure energy P-p-pure pure energy Monosylabik What you gonna do now? What you gonna do this time? Mashin' On The Motorway He just wanted us to call him 'Captain Da' He said you can call me 'Da-Da' Whatever that meant Out of gas, still burning. Hey there... Who me? Just a friendly neighbourhood speed demon I'm out to Nascar in a fast car to the last car 'Til there ain't no cars left Must because I go by With enough dust flyin around To make you cry it back down and choke half near to death Oh I'm gonna go on your left Sorry 'bout that See like you a push the bucket I like to burn big Like you I gotta cut all the bullshit outta my life to live So I tell 'em move over This road aint big enough for ya I'm flyin like Knightrider they tryin' to keep up with they grandma outside on the side Maybe their steel belted radials expired Maybe they're tired Maybe their odometer needs to be rewired Or something Fucking asshole My bad Can you believe some of the drivers they let out here on the road? See, when the whole things slows down You're gonna find that clown who's gonna give you a scene With the chance to take it... now! Damn, what the fuck are you doing, motherfucking asshole - Sorry! Get off my lane you fucking fuck! - I got yours right here buddy Bite Me Dude, What the fuck is your problem? (Spanish shouts) Maldito hijo de puta! - Well get outta the way then! Move! I'll...catch ya on the rebound! Goddamn motherfucker, what the hell are you doing! So much hostility... Y'all just keep checking your rear windows Maybe you'll catch me passing... Mashed. Cut em-cut-cut em-cut em-cut em-cut-cut em off Cut em-cut-cut em-cut em-cut-cut-cut-cut em off Cut-cut-cut-cut-cut em-cut em-cut em off in the crash
*** Thanx a lot to Lorena who update this one *** Blood On The Motorway And now, eternity. Be still now I am with you, I am deep within you; You are at peace. You cannot be harmed; You will not suffer. Breathe deeply, Breathe in the healing love of the universe, And breathe out the sickness which has taken you. I am with you. It's easy it's like breathing, its like a heartbeat, it's easy Have not betrayed your ideals Your ideals betrayed you What are you going to do? Your eyes will not close Your tongue barely speaks But I can still feel you I can still feel you So come, come relax, Grin, let the changes in Come on, come relax Grin, Let the laughter, let the laughter Let the laughter begin Relax, grin, let the changes in. Time is done The sun has gone It's too late Eternity has come.
*** Thanx a lot to Finji & Odin & Petter who helped me ith this one *** You Can't Go Home Again And here's a story about... being free. Letter From Home (Part 2) Hello Lester, We're having a quieter time around here now. But we really wished you were up. Well, one thing is pretty hot up here too. And look where everywhere I go, I draw heat - period. You heard what the man said. Well it's really been a lot of fun being up here, This is the best vacation I've ever had, And I guess I'll leave Friday, I'll get there maybe Saturday, Not later than Sunday. Take care of yourself, I know you have been, And bye bye and see momma. Sincerely yours, Nobella Johnson.
The Outsider
Outsider Intro In the twilight of a time There emerges a need for man to comprehend his own bitter fate Finally resigned to the inevitable beyond, he searches the ages Desperate for stories of assurance, redemption and hope Such tales fill page upon page with enough ink To flood a thousand valleys, and drown the tallest tree But there is one tale that as yet been told The story of... The Outsider Desolate and baron, humanities at a crossroads The people have retreated shuttering their once carefree lives From unseen enemies which seem to plague not only the physical form But the innermost thought Driven by panic, compelled by dread The masses begin to devolve Once dear neighbours turn wary foes Brother against brother, sister against sister Achievement and ambition are dismissed As heretical, or worse, treasonous Even nature itself is scorned Choked with suspicion and fear Voices do not dare to sing Nor fingers to play Imminent defeat is all but assured But in the darkest hour Whispers begin to tell of a figure emerging from the darkness A being without a name, faceless and obscure Part presence, part idea they say As if the very force they describe has existed for eons A dormant seed awaiting nourishment Word of radical acts... Disobedience, non-compliance spread among the people At first fearful, then defiant, as the legend grows Whispers turned to cries and the cries into screams And tend to cower no more the fury of the people Whose talent behold as they exact revenge on their captors Spare neither the repentant nor the bold Now the fire is lit, smouldering in the belly of humanity It cannot be extinguished, for the stories The Outsider endure Even as evidence of its presence is debated with the passing years Messages, dictations, warnings Stories, such as these...
This Time (I'm Gonna Try It My Way) In the beginning, well, I didn't know As time passed on still didn't know I didn't know But this time, this time I'm gonna try it my way I'm gonna live life my way This time, this time I'm gonna try it my way I'm gonna live life my way Well, I didn't know, just couldn't see The memories of past failures Like a shadow haunting me But this time, this time I'm gonna try it my way I'm gonna try it my way Yeah this time, this time I'm gonna try it my way I'm gonna live life my way There was a dream I wanted to come true But dreams You know they need to be followed through That's why this time, this time I'm gonna try it my way I'm gonna try it my way Yeah this time, Oh, this time I'm gonna try it my way I'm gonna live life my way
3 Freaks Hello! (Yeah) (Turf Talk) Hello! (Uh oh!) Hold it down for da bay Hello! (Bay Area, let's go!) Keak Sneak and a Turf Talk and a Dos in the trunk and you gon' get that shit (If you think 's over, it's not) One into two, know what I'm saying? It don't matter, just don't bite, aight? I pulled up, jumped in the scraper Me no pay for nothin', I'm spendin' the bitch paper Thigh, leg, wing, a nigga with no biscuit Let's start something, hey, Turf, man, look at these chicks Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak (We need three) Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak (Man, we need freaks) And it's a beauty, it's her booty, it's a tootie Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak (Hello) Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak (We need three) Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak (Man, we need freaks) And it's a beauty, it's her booty, it's a tootie Rock with it or not If I can't get in the club, the club in the parkin' lot Man, my stomach ain't achin' But I'm a boss, I don't pay too much for nathin' Know you bought it, knocked it, and recopped it Dat Turf and Keak (Turn it up and knock it!) Turf got flows, he got murder ink I two peace a nigga up out this drink They can talk, but let 'em touch ya Dirty nigga keep heat up under his blubba Before the rap game, hood rich Hate a nigga, but boy, another bad bitch I ain't gotta ask, man, I know already A real hood nigga wouldn't be that pretty I ain't here for no problems But let there be less bitin' and slobbin' Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak (We need three) Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak (Man, we need freaks) And it's a beauty, it's her booty, it's a tootie Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak (We need three) Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak (Man, we need freaks) Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak (I need cheeks) And it's a beauty, it's her booty, it's a tootie Three in the house, Jack Tripper, he had two When I keep something, click online, like "what it do?" It's Keak Sneak, baby, and did I mention I'm crazy? Even Joe can see that you ain't forever my lady I got needs, and my wants is up to you Poppin' tags and believe me that three is better than two So I, oh I, skeet-skurt, figure 8 man... (3 freaks in the fire overhead for Brisbane) Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak (We need three) Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak (Man, we need freaks) And it's a beauty, it's her booty, it's a tootie Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak (We need three) Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak (Man, we need freaks) Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak (I need cheeks) And it's a beauty, it's her booty, it's a tootie Keak Sneak, nigga Turf Talk, baby What's up, nephew? Talkin' bout? This some good shit Bye bye! Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak Turf Talk and Keak Da Sneak
Droop-E Drop Ah Shadow what is it man It's your little cousin Droopy man Sick wit' it lieutenant, yeah Let's get in to this next track man Turf Dancing Know what I mean Show them how we get in to the bait Where we go dumb stooley' ka'tooly' All on top of the cars man Turf Dancing federation
*** Thanx a lot to Adam for this one ***
Turf Dancing Okay (Okay) DJ Shadow (DJ Shadow) Fair game, Federation (Fair game, Federation) Yeah (Yeah) Okay (Okay) Yeah (Okay) (Okay) Aaaah! What it do You know we go So if you hate, you fake, we all be from (Fairfield!) On top of the bus, know way too much The li'l homies hella hyphy, turf dancing We gon' stomp your car, we don't care who you are On the hood of this straight turf dancing (dancing) We don't listen, don't listen (Dot car!) We don't listen, don't listen (Dot car!) We don't listen, don't listen (Dot car!) We don't listen, don't listen (Dot car! Car!) Coked up Tonto Something like Roscoe Hygiene, low maintenance Calling ghost, snot-nose Growin' hyphy See it in my two step Throwin' at my crew, sick Yeah I get the 'boose wet Duck duck, goose up easy, gawd! Somewhere in V-Town Representin' deep down For sale, clean buckin', five shares Fuck it! Big muskets, hundred rounds on the Techs Yeah, I do... Not much Pot on my face, the 9-9 kush On my grind, I make a hoe wise up I can't sell crack no mo' I get it thighs up What? You all waiting on my solo? I'm fuckin' wit' my dick, sitting here like... Psyche! I'm a (yes!) lesbian Trapped in a man's body – fair to the end Fuck whips! What it do You know we go So if you hate, you fake, we all be from (Fairfield!) On top of the bus, know way too much The li'l homies hella hyphy, turf dancing We gon' stomp your car, we don't care who you are On the hood of this straight turf dancing (dancing) We don't listen, don't listen (Dot car!) We don't listen, don't listen (Dot car!) We don't listen, don't listen (Dot car!) We don't listen, don't listen (Dot car! Car!) Hit the brake, then I hit the gas I'm an asshole nigga like Damon Dash Li'l homies ain't cool, they'll tear up the place All I gotta do is point and they'll take your face You new to bitches, I been having whores You're just mad cause my girl look cuter than yours Be easy Bitch, I'm a star Ign'ant, stomp out your grandmomma car I'm early You dudes is late Fuck my ex, she go to Sacramento State Get money, buy me some anchors Hella rich still driving a scraper 16s, you ain't got 'em like these I'mma put Fairfield on MTV Talk shit, sag my pants And watch my li'l homies do the dummy turf dance What it do You know we go So if you hate, you fake, we all be from (Fairfield!) On top of the bus, know way too much The li'l homies hella hyphy, turf dancing We gon' stomp your car, we don't care who you are On the hood of this straight turf dancing (dancing) We don't listen, don't listen (Dot car!) We don't listen, don't listen (Dot car!) We don't listen, don't listen (Dot car!) We don't listen, don't listen (Dot car! Car!) You see it, the Animaniaks – creators of this turf dancing movement Now what we want y'all to do is... Now airwalk Now airwalk Do the hood shake Do the hood shake Hit the drop Hit the drop Hit the drop Get up, let your body pop Runnin' and runnin' in the circles, no rehearsal I'm goin' dummy with the wheels like a gerbil Doon Coon, ghost ridin' the whip She's shaking her ass and ghost riding my dick I'm scrapin' and scrapin' up the block like I'm Indy 500 for a zip, I think that's plenty Stunna shades like the CHP And yeah I'm rockin' bitches like the Jay to the Z Fairfield gon' wild like caucasians on TV I'm going stupid like T.H.I.Z.Z What it do? I'm a 7-0 savage Let us in the door before we get real tragic Scrapin' through Davis, I'm one with the pavement 360 hustle, mayne, that's how my days be Federation, DJ Shadow overseas wit' it S'il vous plaît on the turf, straight giggin' wit' it (uh) And it just ain't gon' stop (Oh, my man) Northern Cali, you feel me? (You already know) Turf dancing at its best We feel you Techs up out there, mayne Do y'all thing, mayne (Oh, I go stupid like that?)
Keep Em Close (Yadadodoo! That means hello! Hi! Hey!) (The names have been changed to protect the innocent) (You know, Nump ain't one to dry snitch or pillow talk, mayne) (Man, Shadow, you was there) ('member how it went down, bruh?) Shadow dropped me off at BART At the Fruitvale Station ??? You mighta heard that on your radio station ??? went to my friend Looked at him and he grinned and said "Keep your friends close But those that you wanna rob, keep them closer" ??? So I walked on my merry way And scrapedy-scraped to San Jose Stunnas half off [?] My Vietnamese pahtnas told me that they hog-tied Chairs (Who's Chairs?) Chad is the boss that throws ??? It might be pillow talk that got my ??? The whole hood is lost cause we don't know who to watch now Keep your friends close But those that you wanna rob, keep them closer Now my best friend Now my best friend are my enemy Now my best friend I'm not worried 'bout that Hennessy I need rounds for my weapon Stressing worse than a stockbroker gone broke and out of Folgers Y'all don't know It feel like the galaxy on my shoulder Who to trust to discuss My life, my luck My wife, my lust She might be biting the dust (bitch!) Cause you know lately she been off that stuff, hate me And I'm like Keep your friends close But those that you wanna rob, keep them closer 'noid and exploited, don't know who to talk to Those that said they love you, now they want to pop-pop-pop-pop Watch you drown and fumble Fuck that shit, I ain't humble I see my [?] try to pitch me wit' a big ass bundle My uncle's daughter, daughter, my niece say she want me deceased She learned that from her momma, I ain't talked to her for about three weeks But I'm sneaky, sneaky Is that my enemies trying to get me? Keep your friends close But those that you wanna rob, keep them closer (I see you, nigga) (Man, fuck y'all niggas, you ain't got me!) (I'mma fuck you up) (Now get over here, motherfucker) (Oh shit) I'm out of breath like a fish out of water Leaking out my cheese like a jalapeño popper I'm thinking about my light more than I'm thinking about my daughter I need to get back to the house to see who really on my roster I walked in Something feel wrong Flicked on the lights and all my shit was gone Only thing left was a letter under a coaster that said Keep your friends close But those that you wanna rob, keep 'em closer
Seein' Thangs I hear voices whisper tell me, "Banner kill yo'self" Man I call on the Lord, pain doesn't easy from wealth These cars, these clothes, these hoes Never meant nothing, having nightmares screaming and busting At my enemy, I put a bullet in that nigga and I see it's me Is it my soul?, killing self hate Or does that nigga in me have to die before I reach them pearly gates Either way I got something to say Jam Master Jay used to yell walk this way But it's hard to walk like a man the industry's .. And these the same motherfuckers that's controlling my cash' And the same ones, the government, controlling your ass Why George bush ain't in jail for stealing them votes? Why the CIA ain't closed man, for pushing that dope? Get it cracking America, the CIA, aka the KKK It's judgement day! Seein', seein' thangs, I can swear that I'm seein' thangs Seein', seein' thangs, I can swear that I'm seein' thangs Seein', seein' thangs, I can swear that I'm seein' thangs They coming for your soul, they already got the chains… In a Chevy, I'm wondering if the Feds broke the levy Are they in with the devil to control the weather? Hurricanes and typhoons every other week While po' folks are drowning in the middle of the street We too scared to speak, or too busy on the internet I heard they about to put lo-jacks in our kids necks Marshall law, tell Bush now we ain't ready to flip The hood is like a modern slave ship We packed like sardines and shackled to the streets And crack is cotton that grows up from the concrete Shit, but I guess I'm seein' thangs We'd rather not learn, we'd rather fucking gang bang Seein', seein' thangs, I can swear that I'm seein' thangs Seein', seein' thangs, I can swear that I'm seein' thangs Seein', seein' thangs, I can swear that I'm seein' thangs They coming for your soul, they already got the chains…
Broken Levee Blues What do you say to people who have no homes? Is it astrodome Or superdome? Or move in with a relative? But then that's relative And you have to move from inner to Alaska, or Utah And then you saw – how they feel about you in the news (Nobody cares) (Nobody cares) (Nobody keeps a good dog down)
Backstage girl
She told me I've taken her to places she has never been before But really she was taking me places I promised myself I'd never go to damn... Pff damn, let me start from the beginning... Alright man I want all of you brothers to get rid of frustration And show sweet honey for your mouth Yeah yeah yeah one two Some say she was from Cali Some say the Carolinas Mom was a belly dancer Pap' was a neverminder No drugs or alcohol No weed or marijuana You think the backstage was the last place you'd find her First time I saw her kinda Reminded me a of a chick you see in ...carawana? Friendly and talkative, yeah look as so marvellous hair Dead nicotine filling life ..... in the city You gotta see this but I am back resting peace parting it I start thrilling .... out of my consciousness It's just that when I think... oh girl my whole world collapses all So enwrenched in all overflow this She approaches me with a smurf to say We can do work no matter what time or day of the week it is So ... that backstage girl she fell to her knees just to pray on my weaknesses Homey I told her straight up, you know I got a significant other... she ain't care She said tonight I wanna be your insignificant lover .... what? God damn... Oh we left the club at around two Just enough time to meet my niggers for round two At another spot, DJ playing the sounds too Hopefully divert me from being a scout drew In the spot making my rounds do The crowd trying to throw her off but she's on me like a bloodhound Jew Wouldn't believe how hard I tried to fight it Passions and desires were closing in And that's what it amounts to I looked her in the eyes And say I don't even know your name It feels wrong even though I don't show it... She said I wish I could tell you the same But I won't tell you my name cause I want you to Fuck me like you don't know it I responded with a smurf to let he know We can do work no matter what time or day of the week it is So ... that backstage girl fall down to her knees to pray on my weaknesses But man can you fight her? Go ahead You'd think the backstage Would be the last place you'd find her You'd think the backstage Would be the last place you'd find her Been all around the world, seen so many faces Was looking for love in all the wrong places Been all around the world, seen so many faces Backstage girl Was looking for love in all the wrong places I woke up the next morning all tangled up in her hair That's when I realized she had me all where she wanted me She told me I'd taken her to places she'd never been before But really she took me to a place I promised myself I'd never return to And I was fucked up And the thing was I didn't feel bad about what I've done I just felt stupid for trying to fight it for so long I mean really who I was fooling I knew what time it was soon as I saw her Soon as she smiled at me and guy can tell what the foetal position was And I dare she'd gave it too I thought I had changed But niggas never changes But it took that one night That one passionate night for me to realize what I needed to do I gotta stop fucking with these whores off of my space though Some say she was from Cali, some say the Carolinas Mom was a belly dancer, pap' was a neverminder No drugs or alcohol no weed no marijuana You think the backstage was the last place you'd find her You'd think the backstage Would be the last place you'd find her Been all around the world Seen so many faces Was always looking for love in all the wrong places Been all around the world Seen so many faces Was always looking for love in all the wrong places Been all around the world Seen so many faces Well well well Was always looking for love in all the wrong places Oh yeah Been all around the world Seen so many faces Backstage girl Was always looking for love in all the wrong places
*** Thanx a lot to Andray for this one ***
The Tiger Move in close, tiger comes into the sun they run Pray to thee, they come for me into the light and fly Keep it low, smell that fear, spirits are gathered around Our ancient hive, sharpened tounge, God comes to send me asleep Fire brings light, light brings me here And I run (and I run) like the sun (like the sun) Cast a light (cast a light), see you try (see you try) Bet you would (bet you would), use your gun (use your gun) Bet your time and your money will come, your time will come Today is not a day just a time, another place in eternity A time of which no man is part of except in soul And in the ire of catastrophe you wonder, what will come next And you keep what you have to stop what they hear To fulfill what you saw isn't right They're so tied, so empires will fall Soaken smile, the silence is all Move in close, tiger comes risen free from the snare Night draws in pillars fall down on your knees if you please And I run (and I run) for the sun (for the sun) Across the feilds (across the feilds) burning wheels (burning wheels) Eye for an eye (eye for an eye), indian sky (indian sky) Fire brings light, light brings me here Fire brings light, light brings me here And I run (and I run) for the sun (for the sun) Across the feilds (across the feilds) burning wheels (burning wheels) Eye for an eye (eye for an eye), see you try (see you try) See you try...
Erase you She was buried for a long time, disappeared into the night She had a voodoo smile and a devil inside So she's been down to the fog spitting words out like grenades They got devils inside that explode in your face You gotta be so careful, don't talk in your sleep You gotta be so careful, the souls see He was quiet for a long time, he never would sleep at night He knew every little shortcut, he did everything right Trying to be so careful, so he wouldn't speak Trying to be so careful to hide his disease (Under the blood red sky, under the blood red) (Under the blood red sky, under the blood red) Erase you (Under the blood red sky, under the blood red) (Under the blood red sky, under the blood red) Erase you (Under the blood red sky, under the blood red) (Under the blood red sky, under the blood red) Erase you (Under the blood red sky, under the blood red) (Under the blood red sky, under the blood red) Erase you (Under the blood red sky, under the blood red) (Under the blood red sky, under the blood red) A million serpants entering, ahh (Under the blood red sky, under the blood red) (Under the blood red sky, under the blood red) They've broken free 'cause it's feeding time (Under the blood red sky, under the blood red) (Under the blood red sky, under the blood red) And they're sharpening their teeth I can't hear the noise when it gets too much When it gets too much you can't hear the noise I can't hear the noise when it gets too much When it gets too much you can't hear the noise (Erase you) I can't hear the noise when it gets too much When it gets too much you can't hear the noise (Erase you) I can't hear the noise when it gets too much When it gets too much you can't hear the noise (Erase you) I can't hear the noise when it gets too much When it gets too much you can't hear the noise (Erase you) I can't hear the noise when it gets too much When it gets too much you can't hear the noise
What Have I Done (feat. Christina Carter) I speak from the heart I fear beginning I must go Broken and soaked To the wider world returning I'll never be sullen again Something is wrong I can't stop my thoughts I tell myself to stop them Stop, stop what you're doing I guess I'd better face it The thoughts are sabotaging me Even though they are mine It feels as if it is physical Like being in a different world Weirder As if somehow things just are Let's go ahead and get it over with Don't be afraid Can't you trust me We all have thoughts And we are together We are together I am your healing spirit I am your healing spirit I am your healing spirit Healing spirit There is a boy Standing in a meadow Looking out into the sky And hundreds (and hundreds) And hundreds (and hundreds) And hundreds of butterflies Lift off from around him (Lift off from around him) That's all I can remember (Lift off from around him...) Your mind Due (?) bright morning Dance with light Send stars to the night I am awake I have a dream I am living proof I am living proof What I have done What I have done What I have done First steps Through open fields
You Made It
( feat. Chris James - Guitar sample by Michael Collins ) Stay close The water is rising Silent cries The shadows surround us So we crawl out from under The water Out of darkness We're almost home, no sleep, don't girl Look around Don't stare into the light too long There's nothing here to see, nothing here to see, nothing here to see Frozen hands on the window Crying out in your sleep Look away now Look away now I never said that you were falling to pieces I know the thought that we would never get out of this Now the time that falls into the cracks There's nothing here to see, nothing here to see, they never will be So we crawl out from under The water I never said that you were falling to pieces I know the thought that we would never get out of this... And we crawl out from under The water Out of darkness
Enuff This is a thing that you start with your partner... And end up with someone else's! Ah man (ah yeah) Here we go (yeah) Q-tip right here (are you ready?!) Ah, ah, my-my man Lateef And DJ Shadow (Shadow) Let's go (let's go) (Are you ready?!) Hey girl Let's go on and paint the town tonight Make sure that the club speaker's soundin' right Make sure that the dance floor's shinin' nice Whether we do the two-step, or bump and grind Whether salsa and merengue, moan and whine Gonna work that body out in due time I stick to you close, like a shadow on all sides Now, let me see you move it around (Let me see you move it) Head up! Feelin' fed up By the set up As I punch that clock hard Get up Grab my leather (come on!) Ain't worried 'bout the weather (hah!) It's time for the art of life (yeah!) And all the strife That's goin' on the floor tonight I spread my arms like a bird in flight It's alright, little dime piece We gonna do whatever we like (whatever we like!) I ain't over concerned with the price Tell you why (why!) Day-in, day-out, we be workin' Tension's hot, my feet be hurtin' Now it's time and I am certain We have had enough (Now everybody just dance) Listen as I let this echo In the ghetto, in the meadow Every female, every fellow We have had enough (Now everybody just dance) [Verse 2 – Q-Tip] Inside the the world, I Struggle to find my Place with the bass And the treble that's sky high Whether you're stout, or you're short Or you stand, or you fall And you don't have a chance with them all From project to playground Crosstown to uptown Open your heart To the beat that's DJ-ed down From DJ to DJ It isn't easy We make the vibes for the world Hope that you play Deeper we seep in This is for weekends Listen to Q-Tip, Shadow, and Lateef then Music consoles, if you think it's a no Then you insane Transforms – takes you to new planes This is for all y'all Folks who say "Aw no We ain't gonna dance And enhance on this man's song" Do get your ass up How could you pass up The chance to bring us in your world? Can you stand up? Day-in, day-out, we be workin' Tension's hot, my feet be hurtin' Now it's time and I am certain We have had enough (Now everybody just dance) Listen as I let this echo In the ghetto, in the meadow Every female, every fellow We have had enough (Now everybody just...) Dance, dance (come on, come on!) Dance, dance (come on, come on!) Dance, dance (come on, come on!) Dance, dance (come on, come on!) Dance, dance (come on, come on!) (Ah-ah-ah) Dance, dance (come on, come on!) (Shadow on all sides!) Dance, dance (come on, come on!) (Shadow on all sides!) Dance, dance (come on, come on!) (Shadow on all sides!) Go crazy (go crazy) Get dumb (get dumb) As you want (as you want) It's time to motivate your body Go ladies (go ladies) Get sprung (get sprung) Have fun (have fun) It's time to motivate the party Get you movin' like your arteries Rock from here to Martinique Turn around, bend over Touch the floor like you're gardening I'm trying to get closer than close – 'til you're a part of me Extension of my spirit and soul, that moves consciously Forget about the parts of the world that move robotically And enhance the things that you love out of reality Take the proper steps to enjoy them methodically You'll find that the levels you reach can be startling Everybody, time to get up on the dance floor It's your chance for An encounter that's romantic And advance on Like it was planned on (come on) Everybody, time to get up on the dance floor It's your chance for An encounter that's romantic And advance on Like it was planned on (come on) Everybody, time to get up on the dance floor It's your chance for An encounter that's romantic And advance on Like it was planned on By the commander In a manner that is tantric, so Girl Gonna let it all hang out tonight (all hang out!) Gonna let'em loose That shirt's too tight (hey) Yeah! (Yuh!) Shake that thing with all your might (Shake it, shake it) Whatever you like Whatever feels right 'Til the morning like Tell you why! Day-in, day-out, we be workin' Tension's hot, my feet be hurtin' Now it's time and I am certain We have had enough (Now everybody just dance) Listen as I let this echo In the ghetto, in the meadow Every female, every fellow We have had enough (Now everybody just...) Dance, dance (come on, come on!) (Da, da) Dance, dance (come on, come on!) (Da, da) Dance, dance (come on, come on!) (Da, da) Dance, dance (come on, come on!) (Shadow on all sides!) Dance, dance (come on, come on!) (Shadow on all sides!) Dance, dance (come on, come on!) (Shadow on all sides!) Dance, dance (come on, come on!) (Da, da) Dance, dance (come on, come on!) (Shadow on all sides!) Dance!
Dats My Part 2006! We got dat boy DJ Shadow in this bitch! (Yeah!) The legendary DJ Shadow (DJ Shadow) This tha nigga E-40 right? Look out pimp! (Look out pimp!) Shadow! Shadow, holla at these suckas man! Uhh! It's real walkie talkie, man 40 water, the trendsetter bringin' it back like hockey, man And you suckas can't stop me pimpin' Cole like a morgue Please don't make me put some blood on my socks Uhh! This leader's doin' his job Tremendous Black, humungous throb Re-up and recap-uh This Black right here? This Black is a proper 707, now we stay retarded We at the club Out like a motherfucker farted (Who the fuck farted?!) Let the game unfold Between me, you, and a fist pullin' I got the slickest spit I got the coldest part People always ask me, do I still sell dope? I tell them "No, not me Not 4-0" Nigga rich now, but I used to be po' Dat's my part Dat's my part Dat's my part Dat's my part Dat's my part Dat's my part Dat's my part Dat's my part Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, (hey), hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey 1 (hey), 2 (hey), ready (hey), go (hey) Dat's my part (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Dat's my part (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Dat's my part (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Dat's my part (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Dat's my part (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Dat's my part (Hey, hey, hey, hey) [Verse 2] Swingin' and swingin' 'em Killin', now I'm spinnin' Killin' 'em off bossy That's breakin' the digits Gettin' my hobos off Lock beggin' and trippin' Keepin' it movin', keepin' it pushin' Swiss're havin' you man Oooh! Swiss're havin' you man Acting a clown, acting a rectal Suits you like Dick Cheney Uhh! Uhh! Suits you like Dick Cheney She's a veteran, not a trainee Ridin' dot car with drank Never been a punk (punk) Never been a slut, but Never been a mom (mom) I don't give a fuck if I star Long as a nigga like me (what?) Make the final cut Have money, have room for you If you play your part I'm the leader of the ship You could call it Noah's Ark I found love on my soil (what is it, pimp?) Pimp-uh pasta had to boil (ooh!) Dat's my part Dat's my part Dat's my part (hey) Dat's my part (hey) Dat's my part (hey) Dat's my part (hey) Dat's my part (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Dat's my part (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Dat's my part (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Dat's my part (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Dat's my part (yeah!) (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Dat's my part (look out!) (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Dat's my part (get on, man!) (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Dat's my part (get on!) (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Dat's my part (whoo!) (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Dat's my part (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Dat's my part (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Dat's my part (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Nothern California Bringin' it back! Northern California Yeah, it's so right (go, go, go!) DJ Shadow Ain't nothin' to play with Back against the wall Feel the boom and the kick (You don't) Don't stop, don't stop On the floor Don't stop, don't stop (What is it pimp?!) (Gettin' my dough) Bringin' it back, back, back! (Yeah!) 1, 2, ready, go Oooh!
The Less You Know, The Better
Back To Front (Circular Logic) I'm Back, I forgot my drum One by one, one by one, one by two by one by two One by one, one by one, one by two by one by two One by one, one by one, one by two by one by two One by one, one by one, one by two by one by two One by one, one by one, one by two by one by two I am DJ Shadow
Stay The Course From the first in hell, a child let out a cry Some say cause we in hell ‘till we die What if that death is no sign of Mohamed No sign of visa, just ?? asking for your visa We're back on the third rock People trying got keep ‘em head up, you heard pop? And bad time trespasses on your premises Good times avoid you like a Nemesis With or without we all gonna face that Find a way to put food on a place mat Stay sound, don't feed your anger 'Cause trouble always imposing with this bulldozer The majority will not see the few chosen But will see our way through before curtain closing Maneuver around ??? Be the one, be the man, be forever, the style Never stop, never rest, always know, never guess Navigate to the north east south or west Just stay the course, just stay the course! Keep your eye on the prize and your thoughts out the box And your head in the sky, take the knife, cut the pie Take a peek, no matter east, north, south or west And just stay the course, I gotta stay the course We'll be talking back, a matter of fact right and exact Maintain, just stay on track... We'll be talking back, a matter of fact right and exact Maintain, just stay on track... We'll be talking back, a matter of fact right and exact Maintain, just stay the course We'll be talking back, a matter of fact right and exact 'Cause if you don't that's when you're lost Stay the course take a horse as I make my way across the high planes ??? an army instead of shaking an ??? Let it drop ??? for never taking the loss From the start to the finish, my heart will never diminish Hit the stage but I started in the park on the benches I was singing for ??? When I sing it's such a blessing they ??? for redemption poem bringing with dimensions Bring on different dimensions, you see that shit? You say you're making a movie, but I've seen that flick Kissing in the picture I really complete the photo Electric fire, electric lighter like beat of ??? Living la vida loca, my life is sort of like the tornado that took ToTo I watch it get slow-mo'd and I shape up like Plato I don't mean the clay-dough, what I mean to my philosophy keepin' me real stable Be the one, be the man, be forever, the style Never stop, never rest, always know, never guess Navigate to the North East south or west Just stay the course, you gotta stay the course! Keep the eye on your pride and your thoughts out the box And your head in the sky get the knife, cut the pie Take a peek, no matter east, north, south or west And just stay the course, I got stay the cource We'll be talking back, a matter of fact right and exact Maintain, just stay on track... We'll be talking back, a matter of fact right and exact Maintain, just stay on track... We'll be talking back, a matter of fact right and exact Maintain, just stay the course We'll be talking back, a matter of fact right and exact 'Cause if you don't that's when you're lost Be the one, be the now, be forever, the style Never stop, never rest, always know, never guess Navigate to the North East south to west Just stay the course, you gotta stay the course Keep an eye on the prize and your thoughts out the box And your head in the sky, let your knife cut the pie Take a peace, no matter east, north, south or west And just stay the course, just stay the course Be the first not the last, get a hold of the craft in your soul Never slow be fast, keep it right never wrong, write a poem, write a song Just stay the course, just stay the course ???
I've Been Trying Hi kitten, this ones for you... I've been trying to get you to love me I've been trying to get you to care Put forth a lot of effort But I just don't seem to get nowhere I've been trying to get you to love me I've been trying to get you to care Put forth a lot of effort But I just don't seem to get nowhere I've been trying to get you to love me I've been trying to get you to care Put forth a lot of effort But I just don't seem to get nowhere
Sad And Lonely One, two, three, four I'm sad and I'm lonely, my heart it will break My sweetheart loves another, Lord, I wish I was dead! My cheeks once were red as the bloom on the rose But now they are whiter than the lily that grows Young ladies, take a warning, take a warning from me Don't waste your affections on a young man so free He'll hug you, he'll kiss you, he'll tell you more lies Than the cross-ties on the railroad or the stars in the sky I'm troubled, I'm troubled, I'm troubled in mind If trouble don't kill me, I'll live a long time
Warning Call ( Feat. Tom Vek ) This is the greatest thing Your ever likely to achieve in your life Holding up the medals, you've won While everyone else is swimming in circles Working out, what happened to, everything you learnt in school You don't remember them telling you that it's cool to be you It's cool to be you when you like what you do And you're strong, head strong, I'm saying, just saying This is a warning call, a warning call I wanna go home, I've said too much and I've set it up It breathed all on it's own, it's own There's nothing more to be done, so pack up your shelves of bitterness There's a time for heroes and it's not now, it's not now It is the greatest thing Your ever likely to achieve (not, not, not...) It is the greatest thing Your ever likely to achieve (now, now, now...) I know how to find out everything about you I know how to find out everything about you Well it's cool to be you when you like what you do And you're strong, head strong, I'm saying, just saying This is a warning call, a warning call A warning call, a warning call A warning call, a warning call
Enemy Lines Betcha, I don't be steppin' over enemy lines Betcha, I don't be steppin' over enemy lines Betcha, I don't be steppin' over enemy lines Betcha, I don't be steppin' over enemy lines Betcha, I don't be steppin' over enemy lines You betcha, betcha, I don't be steppin' over enemy lines Betcha, I don't be steppin' over enemy lines But ya musta lost your mind Betcha, I don't be steppin' over enemy lines
Going Nowhere Here we are known at the middle More and more I have the feeling that we are getting nowhere Slowly we are getting nowhere and that is the pleasure
Redeemed God gave me a song that the angels cannot sing I've been washed in the blood of the crucified one I've been redeemed God gave me a song that the angels cannot sing I've been washed in the blood of the crucified one I've been redeemed
Give Me Back The Nights Give me back the nights, give me back the agony of my solitary The nights I spent or love The million endless solitary nights of my life Give me back all the people I desire that never came Give me back your love, for love which was never really giving And even the lessons what you gave there was the taking For you surprise and loving someone more helpless than yourself Give me back the nights... Give me back the agony of the years of lonely weary Give me back the thousand rejections of my life Give me back the love which I deserved Give me back the time, the lost time and energy And beauty of my youth wasted in the wind And spilled out in imitation when nothing was coming And the waging, the waging Give me back the nights, I'm sure of lane together Building the great temple of our love Give me back the nights, the nights, the nights The nights, the nights, the nights, the love, grow Endless that nights...
I Gotta Rokk You... You... You... You... You... You... You... You... You... You... You... You... You... You... You... You... People, I know you feel the way I do when I say I gotta rock, ah... You... I gotta rock, ah... You... I gotta rock, ah... You... Rock, rock, rock, I gotta rock, rock, rock... Rock, rock, rock, I gotta rock, rock, rock... Rock, rock, rock, I gotta rock, rock, rock... (Rock, rock, rock, rock...) You... You... You... I gotta rock, ah, I gotta rock, I gotta... Rock, rock, rock, I gotta rock, rock, rock... Rock, rock, rock, I gotta rock, rock, rock... Rock, rock, rock, I gotta rock, rock, rock... I gotta rock, rock, rock... I gotta rock, rock, rock... I gotta rock, rock, rock... Check you for the line, check you for the line, check you for the line Check you for the line, check you for the line, check you for the line Check you for the line, check you for the line, check you for the line Check you for the line, check you for the line, check you for the line Check you for the line, check you for the line, check you for the line Check you for the line, check you for the line, check you for the line Check you for the line, check you for the line, check you for the line Check you for the line, check you for the line, check you for the line Moment I die...
Scale It Back I swear I saw blue light My feet followed it outside And I thought I heard someone say Fly far away And when you reach up the sky is there This clueless weather know We swing the waves, and let it go Until I heard someone say Over the rise and beyond Oh, where you're reach and knocked over stars Like light I came from pocket finesse Every moment I see with eye closed Take me to places where we can start Like light I came from pocket finesse, every Nothing can steal this treasure from us, babe I'm still in luck– now Fighting the sounds Take chances and come closer to me babe I'm fallin' out – now
Circular Logic (Front To Back) “I came here to break you for the cannister bitch you are Came to suck your insides out and sparkle like a star” “Well alright We got a nice thing going Here we going- do this sock in to you too” Sir, uh, I know established reports’ available I have come out here in my – MPC Switched on my Sony, and recorded, this: “Who are you? Uh Who are you? What are you talking about? Who are you? I am me I am me too, that doesn’t mean anything Well, what do you want me to say? Who are you? What are you trying to do to me? Find out who you are! You’re a sadist! I’m truth, life Why are you torturing me? Who are you? I… I don’t know who I am Now, we can begin” “Alright, look out” “A-Are you ready?” “A young kid out in San Fransisco Discovered yet another way of getting off” “Right- right on!” “Why is he so quiet. Is he sick?” (Are you ready?) “You don’t wanna be a doctor? You wanna be a disc jockey?” Right on! (I wanna know how you feel. How you feel? Alright) “This man started it all and they called him a wizard Ever since they’ve been crying for more and more of his magic Some of them can’t breathe without it” “Aww come on Tom, I mean invisible demon Entering your body, stealing your soul And changing into a snake, falling out your ear” “Aww-wa-wah” “Are you ready?” “There’s a lot more to come And each time we turn a corner That cold chill might sweep through you With the realization that you’ve been down this road before” “I’ll do just oone more mix and then go home”
(Not So) Sad and Lonely I'm troubled My heart it will break I'm troubled I'm troubled I'm troubled
Let’s Get It (Bass, Bass, Bass) If you're ready... I'm ready It goes something like this: Let's get it! Let's get it! Get it! Get it! Let's get it! Get it! Let's get it! Get it! Let's get it! Get it! Let's get it! Get it! Get it! Get it! Get it! Get it! Get it! Get it! Get it! Get it! Get it! Get it! Get it! Get it! Get it! Get it! Ge-! Ge-! Ge-! Ge-! Let's get it! Let's get it! Get it! Get it! Let's get it! Get it! Let's get it! Get it! Let's get it! Get it! Let's get it! Get it! Get it! Get it! Get it! Get it! Get it! Get it! (Get it! Get it! Get it! Get it!) Bass-bass! Bass-bass! Bass-bass! Bass-bass!) (Get it! Get it! Get it! Get it!) Bass-bass! Bass-bass! Bass-bass! Bass-bass! Ge-! If you front on me you might get hurt I like pushing bitches to the dirt Ge-! 14th Street gangsters 86 that, bitch! Bass-bass! Bass-bass! Bass-bass! Bass-bass! ??? Let's get it! Let's get it! Get it! Get it! Let's get it! Get it! Let's get it! Get it! Let's get it! Get it! Let's get it! Get it! Get it! Get it! Get it! Get it! Get it! Get it! (Get it! Get it! Get it! Get it!) Bass-bass! Bass-bass! Bass-bass! Bass-bass!) (Get it! Get it! Get it! Get it!) Bass-bass! Bass-bass! Bass-bass! Bass-bass! Bass, bass, bass, bass, bass, bass, bass, bass, bass, bass Def Surrounds Us Now we're going to try an experimental number One written using some contemporary techniques Though we are alive Death surrounds us On whom can we call Save to thee oh Lord? Though we are alive Death surrounds us Though we are alive Death surrounds us Though we are alive Though we are alive Death, death, death-death-death Death, death, death (Death surrounds us) Though we are alive Death surrounds us Though we are alive Death surrounds us Though we - though we are alive Though-though we are alive Death-death-death Death-death-death-death-death Death, death, death Oh Lord Jesus, save me, please! Though we are alive Death surrounds us Though we are alive Death surrounds us Though we are alive Though-though we are alive Death-death-death, death Death-death-death-death-death Death, death, death (Death surrounds us) Though we are alive Death surrounds us Though we are alive Death surrounds us-are Go-are-death-are-going-are Go-go-are-death-are-going-are Go, death-death-death... Death surrounds us Death surrounds us Death surrounds us Death surrounds us Death surrounds us Death surrounds us Death surrounds us Death surrounds us Death surrounds us (We want change) Call death, call death, call death, call death... Call me Death! Death, death surrounds us Death, death surrounds us Death, death surrounds us Death, death, de-de-de-death-de-de-death, de-de-de-de Death, death surrounds us De-Death, death surrounds us (Death) Death, death surrounds us (Death) Death De-De Death, death surrounds us, -eath-eath Death, -eath-eath Death, death surrounds us, -eath-eath Death, though we are alive Death, death surrounds us, -eath-eath Death, though we are alive Death, death surrounds us, -eath-eath Death, death-death-death-death-death-death… Death surrounds us Death surrounds us Death surrounds us Death surrounds us Death surrounds us Death-death, death-death Time shall be no more Time shall be no more Time shall be no more Sinner, oh sinner Where will you stand Come on Riding (Through the Cosmos) "Well, I know who you are, baby You're the snake charmer baby But you're also... the snake." Though its true I'm living with A travelling heart And it was yours you knew from the very start And I have come to know your eyes When they're hiding Though its true I'm living with A travelling heart And it was yours you knew from the very start And I have come to know your eyes When they're hiding Lost in the time that slowly cries Come on riding! Come on riding Come on riding! Come on riding I have come to know your eyes When they're hiding I have come to know your eyes When they're hiding Lost in the time that slowly cries Come on riding! Come on riding Come on riding! Come on riding Come on riding! Come on riding Come on riding! Come on riding
The Mountain Will Fall Nobody Speak El-P : Picture this I'm a bag of dicks Put me to your lips I am sick I will punch a baby bear in his shit Give me lip Imma send you to the yard, get a stick, make a switch I can end a conversation real quick Killer Mike : I am crack I ain't lying kick a lion in his crack I'm the shit, I will fall off in your crib, take a shit Pinch your mamma on the booty, kick your dog, fuck your bitch Fat boy dressed up like he's Santa and took pictures with your kids El-P : We the best We will cut a frowny face in your chest, little wench I'm unmentionably fresh, I'm a mensch, get correct I will walk into a court while erect, screaming "Yes! I am guilty motherfuckers, I am death." Always copy, always paste, shame on robots Hey, you wanna hear a good joke Nobody speak, nobody get choked El-P : Get running Start pumping your bunions, I'm coming I'm the dumbest, who flamethrow your function to Funyuns Flame your crew quicker than Trump fucks his youngest Now face the flame, fuckers, your fame and fate's done with Killer Mike : I rob Charlie Brown, Peppermint Patty, Linus and Lucy Put coke in the doobie, roll woolies to smoke with Snoopy I still remain that dick grabbing slacker that spit a woogie Cause the toter of the toolie'll murder you friggin' Moolies Fuck outta here, yeah Nobody speak, nobody get choked, hey Nobody speak, nobody get choked, hey Nobody speak Nobody speak El-P : Only facts I will shoot a Baby duck if it quacks, with a Ruger Top billing, come cops some villainous shots is blocked, shipped out, and bought, and you're feeling it El-P killing it, Killer Mike killing shit Killer Mike : What more can I say We top billin' it Valiant without villiany Viciously file victory Burn towns and villages Burning looting and pillaging El-P : Murderers try to hurt us we curse them and all their children I just want the bread and bologna bundles to tuck away I don't work for free, I am barely giving a fuck away Killer Mike : So tell beggin' Johnny and Mommy to get the fuck away Heyyo here's a gun, son, now run, get it the gutterway Live to shoot another day Nobody speak, nobody get choked, hey Nobody speak, nobody get choked, hey Nobody speak Nobody speak Nobody speak, nobody get choked
Three Ralphs Three Ralphs Three Ralphs Three, three Ralphs Three Ralphs Go, go, go, go Three Ralphs Go, go, go, go Always copy, always paste, shame on robots Three Ralphs Go Three Go, go Three Go, go Three Ralph The time has come The time has come Are you ready Ralph Are you ready To die Ralph
The sideshow
(feat. Ernie Fresh)
The sound you are hearing Is a relatively new one Who is making the sound Ask your mama Clap your hands until the beat drops Clap your hands until the beat drops Come on, my breakdown Always copy, always paste, shame on robots Knowledge is born when the DJ gets loose You never see him sweat but produce the def juice Here in full effect, known for causin a wreck Try the gas but he manifest what I express He's a pinnacle, that means he's bigger than y'all know The murder weapon X mic checks the fly flow Everywhere we go, we, everywhere we go, we, every-every Everywhere we go, we light it up like the sideshow Boom, straight to the cash Now, now, now this is how it's started All eyes on the DJ Can't stop the needle, won't stop the needle Can't stop the needle Get loose y'all, get off the wall for real A scientist is on the mix, it ain't time to chill You get beat up from the feet up if you trying to flex With a flick of the wrist, the ball is a bloody mess Put the needle to the wax, so don't let it react When the party is packed like it's about to explode Everywhere we go, we, everywhere we go, we, every-every Everywhere we go, we light it up like the sideshow Like a maniac, and you wanna know why 'Cause I'm playing my music too loud Yeah The way that I see it, you ain't taking nobody out Intelligence is power, that ain't what you about We be causing much damage in the place to be On the [?] like a tank, on the m-i-c On the scene with a gangster lean The one man band reaches the fans with gasoline Let the beat drop until the dust clears DJ's fear him, when they see him, they say "I'm outta here" The closer you get to feel the effect My DJ earns respect while you stack the creds So don't front or you'll be sleeping on your death bed Cause flying images and memories roll through your head That's what you get when you mess with true pros Going toe to toe, blow for blow, now you know Everywhere we go, we, everywhere we go, we, every-every Everywhere we go, we light it up like the sideshow Everywhere we go, we, e-e-every, e-e-every, every Everywhere we go, we light it up like the sideshow
Mambo Mambo together Mambo together Mambo slow Remember The rhythm is Mambo together Mambo together Mambo slow Remember The rhythm is Ready Always copy, always paste, shame on robots Mambo together Mambo together Mambo slow Remember The rhythm is Mambo together Mambo together Mambo slow Remember The rhythm is Mambo quick slow Quick quick slow Mambo Mambo Ready Ready Remember Your feet will be together Quick quick slow End
Pitter Patter (feat. G Jones and Bleep Bloop)
I hear all your raindrops falling this time But they don’t come with everything teardrops on the line ??? everything’s ??? Why ??? don’t we ever know But you still live inside I hear all your raindrops falling this time But they don’t come with everything teardrops on the line ??? everything’s ??? Why ??? don’t we ever know But you still live inside
California California California Always copy, always paste, shame on robots Killa Cali, the state Kill-kill-kill-kill Killa Cali Cal-Cal-Cali Kill-kill-kill-kill Killa Cali, killa Cali...
Ghost Town You broke you can choke this smoke out You living like a low you be toast in ghost town Ghost town Break break break break break you broke you can choke this Smoke out Go go ghost town you living like a low you get toast Ghost town Ghost town Break you broke you can choke this smoke out You living like a low you be toast in ghost town Suicide Pact I’m on a subway and nobody find me jammin' Hey Swerve Swerve swerve swerve swerve swerve swerve swerve swerve Swerve swerve Swerve swerve swerve swerve swerve Swerve swerve swerve swerve swerve swerve swerve swerve Swerve swerve Swerve swerve swerve swerve swerve Swerve swerve swerve swerve swerve swerve swerve swerve Swerve swerve Swerve swerve swerve swerve swerve Swerve swerve swerve Swerve swerve swerve swerve swerve swerve swerve swerve Swerve swerve Swerve swerve swerve swerve swerve
Our Pathetic Age
Beauty, Power, Motion, Life, Work, Chaos, Law Motherfucker, get up god damn it Juggernaut My name is Juggernaut My name is Jugger... My name is Juggernaut, Juggernaut Juggernaut My name is... Switch Switch Switch Switch Juggernaut Sometimes you are so charmed by the music He might be saying "Death, death, death" And you would not notice My name is juggernaut My name is... Rosie I seen li'l Rosie in my midnight dreams (In my midnight dreams) I seen li'l Rosie in my midnight dreams (In my midnight dreams) I seen li'l Rosie in my midnight dreams (In my midnight dreams) Oh Lord, my midnight dreams Oh Lord, my midnight dreams Oh! Rosie! Hey-ya-hey-ya! Oh! Rosie! Hold on gal! Oh! Rosie! Hey-ya-hey-ya! Oh! Rosie! Hold on gal! I seen li'l Rosie in my midnight dreams (In my midnight dreams) I seen li'l Rosie in my midnight dreams (In my midnight dreams) I seen li'l Rosie in my midnight dreams (In my midnight dreams) Oh Lord, my midnight dreams Oh Lord, my midnight dreams Oh! Rosie! Hey-ya-hey-ya! Oh! Rosie! Hold on gal! Oh! Rosie! Hey-ya-hey-ya! Oh! Rosie! Hold on gal! I seen li'l Rosie in my midnight dreams (In my midnight dreams) I seen li'l Rosie in my midnight dreams (In my midnight dreams) I seen li'l Rosie in my midnight dreams (In my midnight dreams) Oh Lord, my midnight dreams Oh Lord, my midnight dreams Oh! Rosie! Hey-ya-hey-ya! Oh! Rosie! Hold on gal! Oh! Rosie! Hey-ya-hey-ya! Oh! Rosie! Hold on gal! Hey-ya-hey-ya! Hold on down! Hey-ya-hey-ya! Oh, Rosie - hold on gal! I seen-I-I seen li- I seen-I-I-I seen li- I seen-I-I seen li- I seen-I-I-I-Ro- seen li'l Rosie in my midnight dreams (In my midnight dreams) I seen li'l Rosie in my midnight dreams (In my midnight dreams) I seen li'l Rosie in my midnight dreams (In my midnight dreams) Oh Lord, my midnight dreams Oh Lord, my midnight dreams Oh! Rosie! Hey-ya-hey-ya! Oh! Rosie! Hold on gal! Oh! Rosie! Hey-ya-hey-ya! Oh! Rosie! Hold on gal! Hey-ya-hey-ya-hey-ya-hey-ya-hey-ya-hey-ya Drone Warfare Today's lessons: what is the square mile distance From me and other emcees per style and persistence Today's sessions: what's the square mile distance From me and other emcees per style and persistence Know the difference how I sit in this powerful position Listen to niggas claim that their legends Fronting like they Nikola Tesla Technology changed the game, I'm an investor But my soul ain't for grabs Robo cops, they want patrol in the aves Cops got duct tape put on cam to max you to smack hoes Now I duct tape the cam on a Mac Pro When I'm in the kitchen whispering About (stupid ass politicians) my smartphone's listening The climate changed condition when It's like I'm smoking a pack a day But never nicotine though, the air quality is sickening For sure I put it on wax like I'm bickerin' This is the voice of world control I was one of those who made it out the game untouched Got brothers who never made it out, bad luck I was one of those who made it out the game untouched Got brothers who never made it out, bad luck Got niggas who never seen handcuffs We got older, their sons got locked up, that's karma Daughters who popped up knocked up Brothers my age already grandfathers be on the block drunk Cameras and drones are watching They're stealing our body parts, it's Jones and Monch and Check my beautiful matte black Kevlar suit Suitable for war with Hazmat The Nasdaq and big pharmaceutical Ex-military military grade Ballistic expert with blood under my cuticles You already know the issues The American atrocities, so while you squeeze gats I shoot at the drones with shoulder missiles This is the voice of world control You will obey and live, or disobey and die Drone warfare, missiles in the air Rain on Snow Rain on snow INS, Your Highness Rain on snow DJ Shadow, what's good? Makes it melt You all ready? Away Yo, White Walker style now, winter is coming We living trapped in the storm like fish in a bucket My vision is blurry, drop a load, zip in a hurry Seen the dreams of blue skies then you hit the flurry Where it's hot shells and cold hearts who love pain Let it rain just to wash away the blood stains Money, money, sex, murder, that's the drug game And every day the same song like nothing changed But I came with the shovel Whether it's to chop up snow or if I gotta throw dirt on some trouble I'm working a double, I tripled the price Never slipping even on six inches of ice Stay equipped when the temperature dipped, hold your weight Cause the cold's known to leave folks frozen in place Stay warm, sipping Henny 'til the pain is gone And now I can see clearly now, the rain is gone The rain is gone, the rain is gone, the rain is gone Rain on snow Rain on snow Makes it melt Away Tony Starks, yo, yo, yo, yeah When it rains, it pours, enough that it drenched the floors Evaporated by these clouds created to give you more But these snowflakes fall in all sizes and shapes Exquisite designs, they cover alpines and lakes Whether the flurry or drizzle Two below, weather so cold, fake agents won't bust their pistol Even the ref won't blow a whistle North Korea won't blow a missile, my frozen word to the bone gristle Snow turns to slush, slush turns to ice Front on my fam, we take turns on taking your life Paying the price is a must, depends on the air stream The current, that wicked wind that blows is God-fearing That means we cut up a savage and break vegetarians, airing 'em They try to come back, we daring 'em Brain matter splattered all on the roof like planetariums Me and Shadow couldn't wrap up like a cesarean Like a cesarean, like a cesarean, like a cesarean Rain on snow Rain on snow (Yeah) Makes it melt (Uh-huh, yeah) Away From ancient Shaolin to Malaysia Flow is awfully cold, I own a globe but my stones is glaciers With three-fourths water I slaughter What a great day to rain, it's pouring out, my drip's imported No snow in the bezzle just medals I flow through Bali and Denalis, from east Africa tribal on my nose We arsonists, we servers in golashes My shooter do washers, get your ballad head, bring thunder to homes It's on definite when death will hit, the glow is just effortless 'Cause when I prep for this, it's excellence Check out the drones, high as the mountains in Everest Check the aerial view, you see the best of this like Tesla's chest in it Collapsar, rub my nostril, posture is radioing a jostler My bodyguard a black Kevin Costner Your audience is just corniness, we the beacon in the Gardens of Eden Word to Vegas, we move prestigious We move prestigious, we move prestigious, we move prestigious Rain on snow Rain on snow Makes it melts Away Rocket Fuel Ladies and gentlemen Ladies and gentlemen Are you ready? Are you ready? Get ready, y'all Get ready Ready‚ set Steady‚ bet Get ready Ready‚ set Steady, bet Get ready This be the green light, go Tires burn the pavement People wanna know where Mase‚ Pos, and Dave went Still here, still in your ear With a style so hot‚ you'll see where all the sun rays went Legs, arms, and head all being moved in a frenzy The blends be all the right cred Meaning credentials Best of both worlds When we rocking over pearls in the instrumental Are you ready? (Ready) Set? (Set) Jump to the rhythm as hard as you can go Keep it steady (Steady), to the letter, right? (Bet) Turn it up, we giving a show But can you rock it like rocket fuel? What you talking 'bout? Space or out your mind? But can you rock it like rocket, fool? That's a close encounter of what kind? I'm a disc jockey What's a disc jockey? When it was time to get it lit we got it hot like fever Sick with the talk, pass to your receiver All about running the spot And you know we got breath control so no need to take a breather Cardio kingpins Subjugate the dubplate And you know we can't wait to bring spins Aced all quizzes, A-plussed the final Vocals we align, we move it all simul- -taneously over joints we rock We earned thirty years, so you can say that we got Three turns, live off the board, unlike you and your chessmen We install doubt in you and your yes-men And if the game have veins, we'll insert the needle, upheaval the ground 'Cause the adrenaline we blend with the sound Is our thing, relieving the kings of all crowns So are you ready? (Ready), are you set? (Set) Then jump to the rhythm as hard as you can go Keep it steady (Steady), to the letter, right? (Bet) Turn it up, y'all, peep the flow But can you rock it like rocket fuel? What you talking 'bout? Space or out your mind? But can you rock it like rocket, fool? That's a close encounter of what kind? Ready, set Steady, bet Then jump to the rhythm as hard as you can go Turn it up, y'all, peep the flow Are you ready? (Ready) Set? (Set) Jump to the rhythm as hard as you can go Keep it steady (Steady), to the letter, right? (Bet) Turn it up, we giving a show But can you rock it like rocket fuel? What you talking 'bout? Space or out your mind? But can you rock it like rocket, fool? That's a close encounter of what kind? Ready, set Steady, bet But can you rock it like rocket fuel C.O.N.F.O.R.M. This instrument can teach, it can illuminate, and yes it even can inspire But it can do so only to the extent that humans are determined to use it to those ends Otherwise, it's nothing but wires and lights in a box Running, rushing, blood spilling Tears are pouring, it seems the well is never filled Mentally exhausted, overworking, take another pill All to keep the owner of the corporation stacking billions These corporations manipulating our daily lives Got us exasperated working through all of our days and nights Sacrifices your leisure time to end up at a 9 to 5 To work until you are deceased without a single moment for peace Never still, it just keeps rolling down the hill, nobody tries to stop it Dont get cocky get you killed, you'll be a trending topic A cog up in the wheel A sacrifice to the cult of death being built Caught up in the matrix, virtual digital minds We don't memorize phone numbers or directions when We drive We don't even have to go shopping to get our food and buy things We only push a button, we don't even have to try Can't even lift an eye up away from my phone Talking to Instagram live just so I don't feel alone Flooding my Twitter feed with my deepest feelings and thoughts My page is public but my sense of conversation is blocked I validate myself through followers just to feel important Instead of living in the moment, I much rather record it Nobody knows my first name but know my Snapchat handle I'm just a millennial trapped in social media standards C-O-N-F-O-R-M I see oppression within an effort C-O-N-F-O-R-M To own the rights of my expression C-O-N-F-O-R-M I see expression, influence, the feeling C-O-N-F-O-R-M To wipe our opinions, we are the meaning of conforming Shelling out melodies and feverish frequencies Funding boardroom salaries, they pay me in exposure No penalties when they're late paying me No benefits seen, just means for you to leave the [?] foreclosure Advertise that revenue, everything that you consume All for them, less for you, they do all the sorting Try to figure out ways to make you feel important While they keep robbing you blind, hold extortion In some sense that's the power of the Internet On the other hand, that's a perfect formula for the dark side This is our generation's form of nuclear power How we deal with this will be the stuff in history C-O-N-F-O-R-M I see oppression within an effort C-O-N-F-O-R-M To own the rights of my expression C-O-N-F-O-R-M I see expression, influence, the feeling C-O-N-F-O-R-M To wipe our opinions, we are the meaning of conformity Small Colleges (Stay with Me) Stay with me Stay with me Stay with me My mind's leaving me, someone speak to me Some kind of reasoning, a sign I'm freaking out, I'm Ron Weasely Time and time again I talk to myself, I go on and on and then Homie just stopped speaking, see Rapping from my soul My hand, it ain't reaching me Time ain't on my side, sand leaking, could lose a piece of me The time piece, the hour glass, measure the pieces please Need my power back without my mind I'm just a piece of meat Stay with me Stay with me Now there's nothing left to see there Now there's nothing left to be Now there's nothing left to see there Now there's nothing left to be ??? Found a way to begin Found a way to be gone They told me there's nothing I couldn't do, so What am I without you though How can I be too slow to realize how you move go on Way when loopholes, he ain't know where he at It's hard to tell with me ??? even looked or cared to check There goes my head, my character What I should have cherished best Wonder how losing my mind compares to death Now there's nothing left to see there Now there's nothing left to be Now there's nothing left to see there Now there's nothing left to be Now there's nothing left to see there Now there's nothing left to be Now there's nothing left to see there Now there's nothing left to be Stay with me Stay with me Keep going, uhh JoJo’s Word Blood on my hands, blood on my wrist, yeah Fighting the pain, clenching my fist, yeah Y'all probably saying, "How did he get here?" I recollect while I sit here Nothing is going right, dreaming that my demons is on sight Maybe I've been living the wrong life Project building children, I'm just one of many children Raised by the system, pops was a victim We didn't wanna sell but they was 'bout to evict him And his whole family, momma got trama from drama It's insanity, recently she been strung out Caught her where the drug dealers hung out She seen me and ran like shots rung out Just a matter of time before the block come out And tell me I'm a crack baby, I need a gat maybe I'm only 15, it's that crazy Blood on my hands, blood on my wrist, yeah Fighting the pain, clenching my fist, yeah Y'all probably saying, "How did he get here?" I recollect while I sit here Grandma say, "Life is precious", but I can't stand it I ain't living life, I'm doing life on the planet I got a friend in my head that understand it That voice taking control, I call her Janet Not schizophrenic I just see the real things Can it be therapeutic to kill things? Especially when they become a burden Like that little kid that could never get a word in Never getting love, never been deserving Well hopefully they clap when it's closed curtains I'm so certain, I ain't finna grow I don't wanna breathe, I just wanna go (What?) Blood on my hands, blood on my wrist, yeah Face of disgrace, I promised I wouldn't drip tears Small heart, big fears, looking in the mirror This is it, yeah, never thought I'd be my own killer Mom's dealer gave me something that'd numb the filler Every bit of the pain, the wall and floor stained Been in this bathroom for about an hour Grandma sleep, she thinking I'm in the shower But by the time she wake up, no more drama Just nerve damage and nirvana A step closer to death, I feel calmer, I feel purpose At home it's easy to feel worthless The knife I used is laying on the floor I sure am satisfied, I done tried before I'm having flashbacks to everything that I saw Then I feel somebody opening the door Blood on my hands, blood on my wrist, yeah Family screaming, damn my demons got me Prayer couldn't stop me, heaven dropped me Now I suffer, grandma calling for my mother She don't want me but I love her Sorry to my baby brother, no more pain, I got you covered All this bleeding fucked the tub up Grandma lift me, thought I hovered In this world it's gotten tougher, pop I love you So much shit I needed from you Hope I didn't disappoint you It was either this or join you in that prison Grandma gripping my small body, telling me to hold on Her palms so soft, make me wanna stay strong Her eyes watering, wonder where we went wrong By the time they cared, I was gone Kings & Queens Greetings to all, ayy Greetings to all, uh Greetings to all, here from the edge of a wall Upon a ledge where a fall Might be the way to make sense of it all Certainly worked for the dog I'm talking pet of my mama's mama, grandma mama Jumped for his life, lost it instead Didn't like heights, I gotta guess Liked starving to death even less Living room was a badly named mess On the inside of the room, there's no breath Pardon me, Carol, if I get it wrong We never met, this is only a song I heard a story just once with my mom She said the bottles you held didn't last very long When you gave out, no one knew that you'd gone Or knew that you couldn't bring food to the dog Damn, look at that beast Licking on unanimated cheeks of the deceased Little white noise coming outta TV Women on floor in a heap Door to the balcony Cracked just enough to hear honking of horns from the street Wonder how long little Fluffy just stood there and stared Knowing it's either he jump or not eat Some families don't rise, they drop from the sky Four little paws and a bark to the gods Born from the death of a queen in New York Mama took that and fought with those odds It's in the blood, Fluffy just jumped To me, he's always been a hero unsung Mama jumped too like, "Fuck it, I'm here" And I'ma jump too like, "Fuck it, let's go" 'Cause I don't really see no other clear road It's just get dead or grow to get old Really can't risk not taking that risk Fluffy done jumped, how am I gon' ditch? Backflip the fuck off a cliff, ya lil' bitch In front of foundation, make a quick wish RTJ don't fall from grace Have a great day, get the bag, get away, ayy There's never a test too major No matter what time may bring The weapons amassed to break us made us Kings and queens There's never a test too major No matter what time may bring The weapons amassed to break us made us Kings and queens, kings and queens Somethin' 'bout the feel of this beat Making me think of Denise, that was my mama Also to Lovie and Shunda But we raised by Betty and that story heavy, yeah But right now, the focus is Five-Finger Freddy Who worked for Big Eddie who drove in a Chevy The color spaghetti and he sold her lettuce And lettuce is actually weed, and I know you actually know, 'cause You ain't no actual ho, uh I had to be about nine at the time This had to be '84, so Mama was pretty and Freddy was petty So he played my mom like a lame But he did not know that Denise was a beast She flipped on his ass insane A stick and a stab, a stick and a stab He couldn't get a hold of her hand A stick and a stab, a stick and a stab My mama was whooping a man Fuckboy Freddy wasn't ready Playing with Denise 'bout fetti, got left bloody and messy Learnt my lesson And my lesson was be impeccable with your word Even dope boys on the curb You're a king, say what you mean and mean your word Or you might get fucked up Left out leaking like Freddy on the side of a curb With a blood-stained hand Mama still fixed my clothes Told me, "Stand like a man And never fold for these hoes", love There's never a test too major No matter what time may bring The weapons amassed to break us made us Kings and queens There's never a test too major No matter what time may bring The weapons amassed to break us made us Kings and queens, kings and queens There's never a test (Never a test) Yeah (No matter what time may bring) Yeah (Woo! Ooh yeah) Kings and (Kings and queens) Ooh, kings and queens (Yeah) Oh yeah, yeah yeah-yeah The weapons amassed to break us made us Kings and queens, kings and queens Taxin’ Right, right Right, right Right, right If it's a ghetto in heaven, I hope that's leaked address Whole pockets empty, was mad stressed The block had to study like math test Fuck it, jump out a bucket, I'm thuggin' in public My life in a rush and nobody can touch it I climbed out the gutter eating bread and butter Jealous of my living struggle with my mother Did it with my brother, grew up with my cousin Blew up on these niggas, they can't even stomach I ain't asked for nothing, I ain't asked for nothing I was out here hustling, nickel to a onion, onion to a plate Shadow got me zoning, conversate with omens Momma told me "Son, you nothing, need diploma" Cooking in the kitchen, crack was the aroma Pots full of powder, sit on a napkin, let it dry, we riding Any block we sliding, AMG kitted I been so committed, shorty so explicit Everything I got on, you know it's expensive Everything I get on, critical condition Run up on this money, I would always listen Tryna make it happen in front of Pooh's building Early in the morning I was waiting on a package (True story) Global now, getting bookings all across the atlas I roll up the gladness and watch out for badges My bitch is the baddest Life is worth much more than a Patek Always elite, can't do nothing average He got in a beef, he ain't really know the game he was jacking It was like 20 degrees outside, they took off his jacket I seen a lot of my homies change up when I started rapping (A lot) I fell out with my plug 'cause he started taxin' Dark Side of the Heart True story Breathe in as we begin I took frequent trips to escape the relation Ship sinking quick, my commitment was amazing A disappearing act, felt like a missing person Feelings start to vanish, now feel the closed curtain Doesn't make a difference, don't pretend it was perfect Fuck I'm killing myself, overdosing on purpose My name is addict, am I supposed to let passion turn to hatred, spontaneous explosive Too late, even therapy is hopeless To strength ??? Keep pushing you away, keep calling me closer Let the shaking stop, let me go, get it over Please don't be dead, my body's getting colder Swinging from a rope could be the last time I woke up Time to live sober, eerie voice over my shoulder Saying time is just a turntable moving slower Time keeps moving on ??? streets at night Time keeps moving on Time is just a turntable moving slower Time keeps moving on ??? streets at night Time keeps moving on Moving on Keep it moving now, keep it moving now You want me to feel something All I feel is contempt for you This time keeps moving on And the feelings gon' keep on so strong Yeah, keep it moving now If you love me then I don't know Try to drown me in your sorrow You say, you say ??? you But you never came home You ??? You say time is everything, keep it moving my friends We stumble through the dark to keep it moving again You say time is everything, keep it moving my friend At begins of the end, breathe in, begin again Time keeps moving on ??? streets at night Time keeps moving on Time keeps moving on Time keeps moving on Moving on Keep it moving now Time keeps moving on Yeah Time keeps moving on You better, yeah, uh, try Time keeps moving on Try, keep it moving now Time keeps moving on Moving on You want me to forgive you You want me to forgive you No, no, no, no Keep it moving come on Keep it moving come on Keep it moving come on I Am Not a Robot (Interlude) This piece of news was read over the radio Those people hear it And I was told time and time again that it must be true, it is true It came over the radio But I could sit right there and see through the things that were being said I'm not really sure in my own mind if those people believe it because they really do think it's true Or they just say they believe it because they know what will happen to them if they don't say it's true Urgent, Important, Please Read So there's this thing... It's called the theory of planned behavior You started to predict an individual's intentions to engage in a behavior At a specific time and place I don't know if you've been looking at your phones or looking at your screens, but, um... Careful with your info You dealing with the new mosquito Through placebo I clutch doom Haile Selassie and Nina rolling on mushrooms It's quick with flu, I trend like Nipsey Blue I smoke a blunt, in the hurricane to get me through Examine the fact, I took Thor's hammer from Cap No silicone in the cone, this is natural rap Technology killer, I can see the sins of the center stage Since automation started when they freed the first slaves My termination was birthed from the birth from the first bet K-k-kick an opp in his face with a steel-toed Timberland Floating through a wormhole, backwards like what's the symbol is If this the end-game, directed by John Singleton We been the best since the best was a fuckin' concept Will Smith was Aladdin and the last man alive, so fuck it, nigga, the last one's left, what's up Everyone wants to feel in control! In the same breath they wanna pay top dollar to be told what they like, and what they don't So it seems to me this confusion is a human error We keep allowing this to grow, the machines are gonna win I'm-I'm gonna be the first to say it My niggas forever been poor, competitive for the bread In the land where the only good president is a dead one And the only real protection is a handgun Liquor shots for the dead, homies on that red rum (Yeah, yeah, yeah) And the rich get richer And we get whatever the rich get sick of And each year, we diggin' a ditch, get bigger You eat shit for dinner, your bitch get thicker H-h-h-hold this in hell on the floor with a crayon Ghost in the shell, I perform in a séance I broke the spell, the thoughts that they prey on The fuckers can't control a soul full of chaos American gods, the devil is born And heaven is torn apart when I settle the score Develop the form of man that never been more different A metaphor for killin' never-before witness (Uh, uh-huh) Deleting every record, you know what I mean Puttin' mind on my money, downloadin', flee the scene, clean (uh) Keep 'em busy with algorithms, making 'em dizzy (uh) Put them on game and watch how quickly the pricks will forgive me They overdid it, with no permission, they started drama Like it's the dimension where Biff married to Marty's mama No disrespect from the disconnection, they out of power They'll come back to me in their darkest hour Everywhere I go, people that I know Tell me how I glow, my soul is a light show Since I was little, always said I was right though Clean his gun watching WCW Nitro The gangsta ain't tested so they figure they try more Paint theyselves in the corner then they wind up at my door Like "What up, dawg?" "How you feelin', man? What you workin' on?" "The homies want the green light, they sayin' 'Turn it on,'" A futurist gotta say it, it's obv' The land of technology, the hacker is god Everybody charge or church up, get the bag Hoping your social media by your Instagram, yeah Type or hype, got nihilists getting scared, yeah Better life, you fightin' but unaware, yeah Whoever new revelation is really a revelation Forget the babies waking up off of the plantation DAMN! So there you have it A few different perspectives to reinforce the notion that you are not going crazy And you are not being paranoid And everything that you've been worrying about are the exact things that need to be on your mind The question is... What do we do about it? You know? Our Pathetic Age I I've seen it all I've heard the things they talk about you But I've been afraid I've been afraid to call Afraid to call it all what it is Like a friend would do Now I need a friend like you In a white room in a cold house At the dark end of the street Where we used to meet I can still hear you say, "Nothing's gonna change" I'm still here, though the others left On second guess, I'm still depressed, but better than the rest Your breath still hangs where you left me saying Don't let what they say hurt you Come to light, come to light, come to light All the leaves are golden in the dawn Come to light, come to light, come to light It's time Time to raise the ashes from their keep I've been blind Open my eyes for the first time, been asleep I've been blind (To light) Come to light, come to light, come to light Come to light, come to light, come to light Don't let what they say hurt you Come to light, come to light, come to light All the leaves are golden in the dawn Come to light, come to light, come to light Don't let what they say hurt you Come to light, come to light, come to light Come to light, come to light, come to light All the leaves are golden in the dawn In the fall, we all become one I've been blind Open my eyes for the first time For the first time Been Use Ta It's the N-O-T-O-R-I-O U-S, you just lay down slow The flows are being copied at Kinkos Kinda like Vegas did to Reno But it's only one Push Tarantino The only gun in the room held by a gringo Cinco de Mayo, powder to the pyro Sing a lullaby to you stans like I'm Dido It's proven suicidal W-W-W-When you turn your idols into rivals My brother turned a brick into a bible Hov turned Apple into Tidal Tom Brady still throwing spirals The Bulls legacy is all Michael's Kawhi blacking out in the Finals You witnessing the best of both cycles, yah! I been used to playing in the shadows I been-I been-I been I been used to playing in the shadows Every snake doesn't have a rattle I been used to playing in the shadows I been-I been-I been I been used to playing in the shadows Every snake doesn't have a rattle I been used to playing in the shadows Every snake doesn't have a rattle But every handgun has a barrel For snitch niggas siding with the gavel P-P-P-Porsche 911 when I paddle Baby calf leather on the saddle These Cartier wrists got me shackled The shipment is sealed with the vacuum For 20 plus shows you what the crack do It's like a second language when it's natural 200,000 on my clavicle I show it off cruising down your avenues Momma said there won't be another after you And everyone that came before was only half of you Jealousy breeds hate, you know what that'll do Set me off and have these bullets chasing after you Push I been used to playing in the shadows I been-I been-I been I been used to playing in the shadows Every snake doesn't have a rattle I been used to playing in the shadows I been-I been-I been I been used to playing in the shadows Every snake doesn't have a rattle Taxin’ (Long Version) Uh, uh, uh, uh (Skrrt) Uh, uh, uh, uh (Skrrt, skrrt) Right, right (Uh) Right, right (Uh) Right, right (Uh) If it's a ghetto in Heaven, I hope there's leaked address Both pockets empty, was mad stressed The block, had to study like math test Fuck it, jump out a bucket, I'm thuggin' in public My life in a rush and nobody can touch it I climbed out the gutter eating bread and butter Jealous of my living, struggled with my mother Did it for my brother, grew up with my cousin Blew up on these niggas, they can't even stomach I ain't asked for nothing, I ain't asked for nothing I was out here hustling, nickel to a onion, onion to a plate Shadow got me zoning, conversate with omens Momma told me "Son, you nothin', need diploma" Cooking in the kitchen, crack was the aroma Pots full of powder, sit on a napkin Let it dry, we riding, any block we sliding AMG kitted I been so committed, shorty so explicit Everything I got on, you know it's expensive Everything I get on, critical condition Run up on this money, I would always listen Tryna make it happen, in front of Pooch building Early in the morning, I was waiting on a package (True story) Global now, getting bookings all across the atlas I roll up the Gladys and watch out for badges My bitch is the baddest Life is worth much more than a Patek Always elite, can't do nothing average He got in a beef, he ain't really know the game he was jacking It was like 20 degrees outside, they took off his jacket I seen a lot of my homies change up when I started rapping (A lot) I fell out with my plug 'cause he started taxin' Uh-huh, yeah Uh-huh One-two, one-two, one-two One-two Uh, uh, 'bout time Bump Dave East on the Southside Little L.C. on the frontline Four deep in the backseat where the clouds high Brown eyes, 'bout nine All that type been about mine In the same old spot in the street where the Feds gon' watch Everybody wanna talk about grime What I knew about rap Never handled the pack (That shit's wack) I never handled the scrap But I soon got a handle at that, facts Uh, I was heavy in the flat Kids said they ready to attack, in fact One black who was runnin with the pack One smack, I was laying on my back Yo, I never could forget that beating I walked home with a limp that evening Leg broke and my head swole, bleeding Metaphor for this life I'm leading Uh, all the times I was leaving Better score for the nights I'm grieving Coach saying it was my time even No comeback season I got left with a bunch of scars I'm on a track with a younger Nas I better come correct cause everybody got a one connect But one dance, I'ma don your set I was a hoarder, what you know about bricks and the mortar? Straight to the fridge, bare ice in the water Was a private cooler ignorer Fresh haircut with a side parting and a border Not a Ridgemoor warrior Keep the champagne, not a Class A Courier Full back, not a real rap follower If it's all shat like a champagne swallower I'll leave you in a twist like Oliver When I borrow an emcee's shit, no copier I'm saying real words, don't bother you Then why won't she follow you? Saying that the streets don't love me and I love them G's don't trust me, I don't trust them Still wanna touch me, jealous that you must be Still does more pain than it does them Cause I still don't work, scrapin the dirt See it from the stains on my shirt I was raised on my J's, wasn't raised in no church Raised in the states and labeled my worth like Uh, uh, labeled my worth like Yeah, Dave East, Loyle Carner DJ Shadow, Big Shadow, uh Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah Two Notes My charisma this evening be knee deep in the ceiling I’ll rip you apart but leave eyes, yeah the jeans that you be in I'm a seasonal demon, I check w-w-w-weight Cleaning my plates 'til they glisten Lick 'em in sideway figures of eight Cause I’mma light years ahead, like yeah, you dead I’m glad you made it for the saturated flow though And that’s a great approach but for the main show I’m tryna' make it so my domain is just unobtainable My contacts will cataract your gang of rats I’m Hades in HD spit out the Adderall I see flames and red, I'm AMC the talking dead Halo hangs on my rack of hats, shotgun stays in the cabinet, whoa You're kinda funny Acting clueless like Monsanto do bout, poisoning tummies Already poison in me from eating hoisin and kimchi I stare into the void and say 'oh boy I don’t got it in me' You so damn obvious I catch thieves in my sleep and might start messing with mafias It’s not that I am confident, just not afraid of the consequence Not afraid of the critics, I ape, I mock all you mimics, listen 'Caw' the call of the crows, they follow me where I go They help me remember faces and sing for me at my shows I don’t, don't catch bodies no, I catch hotties though In a lobby in Wyoming with Arapahos New semester, classroom 3 I want you sat next to me I don’t wanna another year of loving someone Who don’t even know of my existence you know how to make an entrance Why not shine on me? Or maybe you could try at least? 'Cause you fly as bees We could climb on trees Whole lotta little stories circulating from the lips Tryna' give a chapstick, for getting on with my shit A rebel without a pause, a snooze, without a quit I bring the noise, they turn it up to a level more adequate My dentist said "Are you here for the sedatives?" "Nah I came for the crown, cos it’s sensitive" I lean back, breathe in, and west I drift Wake up with gold in my mouth and an apprenticeship Before I start, I hope I haven’t bitten more than I chew But that’s the cold fact and it really rings true We leave rooted makers nameless yet make stupid fakers famous 'We like watching them, they do the stupid shit, we won’t do!' Mayday mayday I'm a psychic on the run Mayday mayday you in trouble May daisy chains guard your bubble May crazy rains bestow you May hungry flames singe your stubble I’m a psychic on the run That’s a medium at large Stroke my ego in interviews That’s a media massage Look how quick he leaks huh That's a Julian Assange See I’m quick to catch a snitch Pree my Harry Potter scars Now we setting the bar Open a bottle have some Moscato I’m with Shadow in Colorado The Rockies will fall undoubtedly Avalanches surrounding me It’s a deadly combination Better jump on the count of 3, yeeah Dancing in the street we don’t give a fuck They say turn it down, so we turn it up Keep it playing loud so they call a cop "Are you gonna leave?" Say we will but we fuckin’ won’t Dancing in the street we don’t give a fuck They say turn it down, so we turn it up Keep it playing loud so they call a cop "Are you gonna leave?" Say we will but we fuckin’ won’t Ah shit, what a tiresome day You are my kin like a nice brûlée See, I got A's all through my high school days And when I say A's, I ain’t mean in grades I mean dames with braids and some Janes with manes I used to sleep in Geometry 'cause I ain’t in shape I'm on a word rollercoaster I should print the lyrics and put 'em up on a poster Learn it like ya 'posed to I see she be walking over Tell me 'Send your girl a message and tell her that its over' X’s and O, get up and go, red is my rose I eat breakfast in Tiffany The rumours are true man You're not my cuppa tea I like my own company This has been Two Notes Thank you Shadow for having me
Action Adventure
All My [Sample: Expatriot's "Loudon Wainwright III"] All my records and tapes All my records and All my records and tapes All my records and tapes All my records and tapes All my records and tapes, and tapes All my records and tapes All my records and tapes, and tapes All my records and tapes All my records and tapes All my records and tapes All my records and tapes, tapes You Played Me [Sample: Jan Jerome's "Baby, Got Me Goin"] Call me a treasure Could not make it again, yeah, baby Told me it was finished I wonder could it be a friend Knew you felt the hurt from me Before this disappointed again You paused, I asked Why'd you disappoint me again Baby, got me going out of my mind, yeah, baby You played me Played me for the last, last time No, no, no, no Another time, another place Well, I'm not there So who's in my space Pretending it's not what it is, yeah, yeah I am so sorry (I am so sorry, I am so sorry) Will you tell that every time Why must not worry (why must not worry) Give true love is a bottom line Baby, got me going out of my mind Yeah, baby You played me Played me for the last, last time Baby, got me going out of my mind You got me going, you got me going crazy You played me Played me for the last, last time Baby, got me going out of my mind You got me going, you got me going out of my mind You played me Played me for the last, last time
Non Albums Tracks
Best Foot Forward (Alternate Version) Bob, Bob, Bob... Bob Wood, National programmer director of the chum group Worked with us in producing... Hold up, hold up, before we get started Guess who's coming With those brothers LA, y'all And now... Guess who's coming It's... Guess who's coming It's... Guess who's coming DJ Shadow! Back again Who is he? Just your favourite DJ saviour Usin' and confusin' Usin' and confusin' Usin' and confusin' beats that ya never heard Since 1990, put a smile on your face like ultra-bright When I'm not making music, I'm shopping for music Whether it's new music, old music And when I get home It just all ends up in one big stack And that's what I go through when I'm ready to make... you know First it usually starts with a beat And then Just, I just, sort of.. Let the track take it's own direction I try not to strangle it too much I try and let it go on it's own free reign And then enhance it as I go
Devil's Advocate
Now may i say to you friend there is nothing wrong with a beat It's used in every type of song wheter its a march a waltz a polka a tango But rock and roll is a... Different type of thing for it is a mixture And confusion of beats that jangles the nerves. The impulsive beats of our bodies and the spirit And the pure unprovoked music has been domesticated for a problem Rock music must give birth to orgasm in revolution. The heavy rock music now in style motivates you and entierly gives you a sexual feeling A girl can be turned on by the music it releases her inhabitions The beat of the drum has always been a factor of fertility rights The girl realizes her sexuality through the music and through the beat. Sex. Sex. But they said that there was something that got to them more than the words of the songs. And that was the beat, the beat ! Louder and faster, louder and faster, louder and faster... It hooks young people Hadden it become a part of this generation and there lives are ruined. We need to shake ourself of this filtly beat, music, and words That produces revolution sex and drugs. The same beat produces the same evil incarnations Even if we tie the words jesus saves to it. Let's have our vile and get rid of this trash. Smash thouse filthy records get rid of them
*** Thanx a lot to Matt for this one ***
DJ Shadow's Theme The stage is set The cards have been dealt He is now, no more than a puppet In the shadow of his own destiny
Fixed Income (Live) It is dark But also not You, are going to rock and roll And you can hardly wait for the music to begin When it happens, you will become a part of that music. You are there, you are going on a musical trip. The highest, happiest trip that you've ever been on. Enjoy it, and get into it Loosen your seatbelts, let's rock and roll Roll, roll, roll, roll Roll, roll, roll, roll Roll, roll, roll, roll Roll, roll, roll, roll Good evening ladies and gentlemen And I would like to be able to continue to... Let what is inside of me Which is, which comes from all the music that I hear You know, I would like for that to come out And it's not like, it's not really me thats coming The music's coming through me Coming out strong! Presenting to you... The mayor's Very own I'd like to just continue to be able to... Express myself, as best as I can with this instrument I feel like I have a lot of work to do. Still, ya know I'm a student, of the drums And I'm also a teacher of the drums too The dynamic, the soul Coming out strong! Keep on rock, rock, rock Keep on rockin' Ke, ke, ke, keep on rockin' U, N, U N K, L - Keep on U, N, U N K, L - Keep on L L E Rockin' U N K L U N K, U N K, U N K L, L E It's the awesome eternal UNKLE word Science... fiction keep on Keep keep on rockin Keep keep in keep keep keep in keep keep on keep keep in keep on Keep on keep keep keep on rockin Keep on U keep on N keep on K keep on L keep on E Keep on rockin E U (U-N) N (L-L-L) K-L-E... It is dark But also not The middle ground between light and shadow In a few moments, you will have an experience which will seem completely real It will be the result of your subconscious fears transformed to your conscious awareness You have five seconds to terminate this tape Five, four, three, two, one
GDMFSOB (UNKLE Uncensored)
(Feat. Roots Manuva) Now this happens to be what they might call Or what they might term a remix A rethink, a rejiggle. So who's that? I see many lights before me... Many lights! Dark shadows Nice Unkles and a Rooty-toot Manuva Swell then! A shizzle More bass. Find me a space, Find me a space on, on the beat, yeah! Round chemist, menace Who that met off for this five whore Totally soft, From jokey-jammin' Now we plannin' Now we mannin' that mission now Rediss and dismantle, my spambo Knockin' you down, come catch this sound Heavy weight now, takin' you there You made me take wow, wait now Walk to the light, that baptism Medicinal positionin' Visit now we fishin' in my jin sin in acid See my dick's never flacid Tax machine Leanin' and mean Sweat 'til it hurts Splurt my bambino My Brian or my Eno Oops-my-daisy, Can't see your face never faze me Love for day my oxi Sonny is he crazy? Yes y'all, chicks in the bathroom They hippy high heels with the lippy Now we sick to the back tooth Uncouth, corner the room They'll cut root now Sonic yarp youth See the light, see the truth now You little piece of dick brained, horse shit, slime sucking son of a whore! You live with a cocksucking mynx, you scumbag, you low-lifed motherfucker! Badder boy, ship ahoy Ghosts how we do this We fucked up, we tucked up Leave me to thief police car Ride don't know me Won't you walk with me slowly? Yes y'all, you don't got no time to be stood One doosh, one toosh Irrigation, colonic My trance for you, 'tronic We on it like a sonic We done it 'cos we dance from long time The prime Porky walky See the codes on my My walkie talkie Breaker one nine, breaker ten to we stage you True up to the faith 'cause it just can't be replaced Put a poem on that dark place See it from that dump state Burn down that hate shootin' Practiced in the state With that snake that I sting you That statement stage will 'cause most of the time we keep it all for real now Goddamn motherfuckin' son of a bitch Goddamn motherfuckin' son of a bitch Most of the time we keep it all for real now G.D.M.F.S.O.B. Goddamn motherfuckin' son of a bitch, goddamn! G.D.M.F.S.O.B. Goddamn motherfuckin' son of a bitch Everybody move! More bass, bass, bass, bass... Goddamn motherfuckin' son of a bitch Goddamn motherfuckin' son of a 'cause most of the time we keep it all for real now Goddamn motherfuckin' son of a bitch Goddamn motherfuckin' son of a bitch Goddamn motherfuckin' son of a bitch Goddamn motherfuckin' son of a bitch G.D.M.F.S.O.B. Goddamn motherfuckin' son of a bitch, Goddamn! G.D.M.F.S.O.B. 'cause most of the time we keep it all for real now G.D.M.F.S.O.B. Goddamn motherfuckin' son of a bitch, Goddamn! G.D.M.F.S.O.B. Goddamn motherfuckin' son of a bitch! U.N.K.L.E UNKLE Shadow Roots Manuva Shwell then - Well then! Yes y'all! Shwell then - Well then! Can you tell them? 'cause if you don't tell them, somebody will! Goddaaaamn, motherfuckin', son of a biiiitch! That's how we like it now.
Lost And Found Well Well You know something that's what you've done You said to me Come Come Come You said to me... You said to me I'm outta my mind Now, now, now Now let me give you the picture of, of, Of what's going down Now, now let me give you the picture of, of, Of what's going down Now let, let, let, let me give you the picture of, of, Of what's going down Now let, let me give you the picture of, of, Of what's going down Now let, let, let-let l-let, let, let, let-let let-let me give you the picture of, of, Of what's going down What's going down Wanted more for a letter Want to go... Seasons gone Get high... Get above yourself Look down upon yourself Until you're inside o' yourself Look to the front or the back o' yourself To the back or front of yourself It's inside yourself And then you see your own head And know yourself is yourself 'cause when you find yourself You're gonna find that yourself is only yourself And the self that can only be yourself So when you're infront of the back of yourself You're gonna find that your mind is in the centre of yourself And God is nothing but yourself And when you reach for yourself You'll know that yourself Is the only thing That can happen to yourself So that nothing can put you down I said goodbye smoothly I said goodbye smoothly I said goodbye smoothly I said goodbye smoothly
Midnight in a Perfect World (Gift of Gab Mix) Peep through the door It seems as though the grass was much greener before The dead life has been washed upon the sea shore Money and greed deluded what is truly pure And yet our flesh keeps screeching out for more Now you're trapped A hole in the ozone about to make the world collapse Pollution fills the air and minds with bullet twisted facts Midnight is now upon us people righteous laws are coming back Don't turn your head away cause you can't get away Your mind is lost because your spirit has been led astray Don't ever say you gave it all if you ain't gave it all Just fade it in the hazy purple twilight No more time I tried to warn you all it's now approaching midnight Panic's in the air Some jumping out of buildings others on their knees in prayer Some cry out to the sky and yell they aren't quite prepared You looked god in the face and said forgive me all he did was stare. Now you can run, But where you gonna hide from all the power of the sun? The cosmic reprecussions of what human kind has done No understanding of the fullness everything is simply one Soon to be none again so that new life can come again Illusions rule the mind your soul is never gonna end So don't pretend you gave it all if you ain't gave it all Just fade it in the hazy purple twilight No more time I tried to warn you all it's now approaching midnight So I bid farewell. No more good times or bad times, no more heaven no more hell. Now brace yourself for impact it's a half hour to twelve Complete in total darkness empty space is where you're left to dwell. And all you had to do was live today for your tomorrow But now it's over and you're drowning deep inside your sorrow You could've led but instead you confirmed and chose to follow So once again I bid farewell There's only seconds left you'd like to second guess But through your foolish ways you've literally beckoned death So just don't say you gave it all if you ain't gave it all Just fade it in the hazy purple twilight No more time I tried to warn you all it's now approaching midnight
*** Thanx a lot to Syndi & John for this one ***
Right Thing (Z-Trip 'Set The Party Off Mix' In Three Parts) This record collection gets bigger every minute It's sort of like a big pile of broken dreams in a way Almost none of these artists still have a career, really So you have to kind of respect that, in a way I mean, if you're making records And if you're a DJ, and putting out releases as well as mix tapes or whatever You're sort of adding to this pile Whether you want to admit it or not Keep that in mind when you start thinking like, "Oh yeah, I'm invincible" or "I'm the world's best" or whatever, because... That's what all these cats thought I honestly feel that the people that dig don't stop digging 'Cos it's a part of who we are People that don't, you don't have to It's not going to make a bad DJ good, But it'll make a good DJ better What you, gon' do, now? This is why I walk and talk, talk, talk, talk, this way This way This way Get loose! Ge, ge, Get loose! Stop, Hold it, Freeze Now! The purpose of this record Man, oh good! I find it very hard to fit the music to the mood And there's nothing worse than to make the wrong choice But then... The whole thing slows down But then... The whole thing slows down But then... The whole thing slows down But then... The whole thing slows down Down Slows down The whole thing slows down Down Right thing Slows down Down The whole thing slows down Down, down, dow dow dow dow down Yo, Like you're... Not like you don't wanna try this man Yo! If you want me to rock, I'll rock! Break it down Jus' listen Break it down Break it down Break it down Jus' listen Holy calamity Scream insanity All you ever gonna be's Another great fan of me Break! And now Eternity Once you go out that door There's no coming back Thank god
Six Days
( featuring Mos Def ) I get a feeling there's gonna be a riot I don't read the newspapers Because they all have, ugly prints Bring it on Bring it on Bring it on 'cause there's gonna be shit tonight! At the starting of the week At summit talks you'll hear them speak It's only Monday Negotiations breaking down See those leaders start to frown It's sword and gun day Tomorrow never comes until it's too late Come come come come come with it Come come come come come with it You could be sitting taking lunch The news will hit you like a punch It's only Tuesday What time is it You never thought we'd go to war After all the things we saw It's April Fools' day What time is it Tomorrow never comes until it's too late Tomorrow never comes until it's too late Tomorrow is another day Today is another boom Tomorrow is another day Today is another boom Tomorrow is another day Today is another boom Tomorrow is another day Today is another Boom boom ba ba ba ba boom ba ba ba ba boom ba ba ba ba ba... Slow it down Shot! Escalation Never Station Generation Separation Situation Dissipation Shot! Another shot another shot the tender is ?? The heart is cold the gun is hot Shot! I'm not sure if they feeling that I'm not sure if they wanna stop The gun is cold the blood is hot Shot! Sha Sha Sha Sha Sha Sha Shot The hearts are weak the guns are not You hear a whistling overhead Are you alive or are you dead It's only Thursday What time is it You feel the shaking on the ground A million candles burn around Is it your birthday What time is it Tomorrow never comes until it's too late Get tomorrow on the phone Try to be smart Get tomorrow on the phone Tomorrow never comes until it's too late I need to see tomorrow Try to reach tomorrow Think tomorrows come I think it's too late Another day! Boom boom ba ba ba ba boom ba ba ba ba boom ba ba ba ba ba Tomorrow is another day... Bring it on Bring it on Bring it on 'cause there's gonna be shit tonight!
Six Days (Soulwax Remix) Hey, hey, hey, hey Do y'think this'll make you feel a lot better?! Too late, too late At the starting of the week At summit talks, you hear them speak It's only Monday. Negotiations breaking down See those leaders start to frown It's sword and gun day Tomorrow never comes Tomorrow never comes Tomorrow never comes Tomorrow never comes until it's too late. Tomorrow never comes Tomorrow never comes Tomorrow never comes Tomorrow never comes until it's too late. Too late Too late Too late Too late You could be sitting taking lunch The news will hit you like a punch It's only Tuesday You never thought we'd go to war After all the things we saw It's April fools day. You hear a whistling overhead Are you alive or are you dead? it's only Thursday You feel the shaking of the ground A billion candles burn around is it your birthday? Ooh Tomorrow never comes Tomorrow never comes Tomorrow never comes Tomorrow never comes until it's too late. Tomorrow never comes Tomorrow never comes Tomorrow never comes Tomorrow never comes until it's too late. Too late Too late Too late Too late Toooo laaaate Make tomorrow come Make tomorrow come Make tomorrow come Make tomorrow come, I think it's too late. Hey, hey, hey...
The Number Song
( Cut Chemist Party Mix ) Are you all ready to party? - Yeah! 1, 2, 3, Oh! Come on get with it, Let's remix it... Come on get with it, 1, 2, 3, hit it... This is what I wanna do Huh - Cut! All I wanna do... Foolin' around Wanna count for... 1 1 1 1 2 2 2 2 3 3 3 3 Yeah! Listen to this Just listen to this Just listen to this Just listen to this Just listen to this Just listen to this J-Just listen to this Just listen to this Just listen to this Just listen to this Just listen to this Just listen to this We want y'all to understand... one, two, three, and... a-a-a 1, 2, 3 a-3, 2, 1 Y'know this front... Listen to the drum Does it make your ears numb? 4, 3, 2, 1 Don't d-d-don't d-don't-d-don't Don't play! Come no yeah Yo Uh-ah! Uh Uh Go mighty ma- Uh! This is it ya'll God damnit I'ma get ya 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 It's all ready! Yo, what you want with that? Come on man! the pa the pa the party the pa the pa the party the party's already started and it's about to end end end end end Turn it up! 5, 6, 7, Annie - Ok! UH! 1, 2, 3, 4 1, 2, 3 4 5, 6 7 8 oh 9 10, 10 10, 9, every body come on... 8, come on louder! 7, louder! 6, louder! louder! 5! 4, 3, 2! Yo cut, are we out of here? Yeah I'm out of here kids Farewell to you, people 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, Kick it!
The Third Decade, Our Move Are you ready for the... Rap music Agressive assassination Guns, drugs, violence, sex Is that all rap is about? The moon rises Upon funky city But wait a minute, out of the darkness! A tall figure appears Who is he? Tell 'em who the fuck I am The one, the only DJ Shadow Tell 'em who the fuck I am I want you to meet the baddest motherfucker in town Tell 'em who the fuck I am The producing genius of DJ Shadow They've made such insignificant changes To the sound recording That it is still improvement As far as we're concerned And they have violated our school supplies of sound recording They did what... the kids call "Sampling" In the middle of the stable With a turntable Spin it like that Spin it like that Spinnin' on the turntables back to back Back to back Spinnin' on the turntables back to back Back to back Spinnin' on the turntables back to back Back to back The sound that nobody took seriously Is now a power to be reckoned with Now I don't even consider this art, He's rapping not singing for one - But, but, that's your opinion Well, it's rap, isn't it called rap? Rap is definitely large, so Rap is definitely the biggest form of music, right now Because if it wasn't um... anybody wouldn't be using it R&B, Rock, whatever The rappin' is something... It's always a rapper The cartoon commercials s'it matter, They got fat sis' don and donnie with fat chains on You know, with the commercials, with the turntables So now everybody wants to rap now y'know what I'm saying? First it was like "Ok, it wasn't gonna last" back in 1979 It wasn't gonna last But now it's '92, and we're still kickin' it In the middle of the stable With a turntable The sound that nobody took seriously Is now a power to be reckoned with In the middle of the stable With a turntable