Dj Krush [디제이,작곡,레코딩 엔지니어]

(feat. Black Thought)

Line for line, you gotta get it done
Little at a time, Zen approach
Gradually, I'ma get mine
Black Thought from the legendary 5th don

You wasn't payin attention
I'm henchin to hit the entrance
Trenchin it was no means to intervention
A dollar bill would make a hundred ten yen, son
How much you willing ta sacrifice ta win, huh?
I personally I paid mines
And then some climbed up an inch bit at a time
Now who's the zen one
If not self whom else can you depend on?
Friends gonna say it's alright and probably they been wrong
I got them battlefield dents in my armor
A twitch from the drama
The trees and bad karma
But still I'm precision, proceedure performer
We operate every night, and leave in the morning
Ta getchoo high as a kyte's the reason you want it
It's like a direct flight from freezin ta burnin hot shit
The audience fiend fa this fix
And KRUSH come wit the guillotine fa this mix, like...

Line for line, you gotta get it done
Little at a time, Zen approach
Gradually, I'ma get mine
Black Thought from the legendary 5th don

Yo, who got they fingers on the carousel locked in position
It got to be my man, the turntable tactician
You all at hush cause I ain't try to listen
You wanna feel its realness, the Rik's spittin
It gotcha head split your eyes can't stop twitchin
The only thing that you can do is rock the rythm
Don't put em down
Cause see the world we're at now
See me lickin rhymes, rappin like a five of rounds
And a you now ain't true to find the zenfinite sound and a
The revolution poppin off right now
I make you rase your fist, raisin up right
Raise your fist that busted the flag like blahhh
The f**k boy nigga's trying ta keep it on the hush
But Black Thought spittin cause the people want a rush your feel
It's what the audience fiend fa this fix
And KRUSH come wit the guillotine fa this mix lie...

Line for line, you gotta get it done
Little at a time, Zen approach
Gradually, I'ma get mine
Black Thought from the legendary 5th don

Yo, I got the renissance, turn of the century
Choked + I'ma do the people right
If y'all gimme the vote
Finna ride, hang em high
KRUSH, gimmie the rope
See all them porcelain chin
Niggas gettin em broke
One at a time, na let's focus on who the don
When your blade's sharp as mine
People want you to rhyme
They want you ta spill
Fa me ain't nuttin for real
Me and my man runnin Japan
We're tough on the wheel
He blow ya mind like bustin the steel
I give the crowd something ta feel
The sound got the power to heal
It's like the Green Mile, now I need an hour to chill
A 1/4 of a kill ta burn while patrillin the field
I'm puttin rappers out cold
I done rap from Tokyo to the North Pole
Whenever my man program the passcode
Drummers se the 5th
And yo, KRUSH come wit a gullotine fa this mix, like...

Line for line, you gotta get it done
Little at a time, Zen approach
Gradually, I'ma get mine
Black Thought from the legendary 5th don

(feat. N'Dea Davenport)

Reason
Is there any reason
Why my heart must now understand
We had the fire so many times
Changes like the season
Convinces me
That we've come to an end
But your love was undescribable

Woo ooh, woo ooh, woo ooh, woo ooh
Woo ooh, woo ooh, woo ooh, woo ooh

And as I watch I see before my eyes
The truth is my reality
My emotions are high
And I'm at the risk of falling again
Right now everything's on the line

Being alone is not what I prefer
But I've got to face this feeling
With grace
I will step aside
But if you're in need,
Holler and I'll be round
Holler, holler, holler
Holler, holler, holler

Please don't try
To make me less than I am
Let's not drag it out anymore
With grace
I will gladly remove myself
With grace
I'm all too willing
'Cause being alone is not what I prefer
But I've got to face this feeling
With grace
I will step aside
But if you're in need
Holler and I'll be round
With grace
I will step aside
But if you're in need
Holler and I'll be round
Holler, holler, holler
Holler, holler, holler
With grace
I will step aside
But if you're in need
Holler and I'll be round
But if you're in need
Holler and I'll be round
But if you're in need
Holler and I'll be round

What about the youths
What about tomorrow
What about the truth
Is it bread or sorrow

What about the youths
What about tomorrow
What about the truth
Is it bread or sorrow

It's so hard to see what's happening today
To see my brothers and sister die that way
I would like to take a trip to the palace of the king
Just to share what's on my mind for a brighter day

What about the youths
What about tomorrow
What about the truth
Is it bread or sorrow

What about the youths
What about tomorrow
What about the truth
Is it bread or sorrow

So much division on the walls of religiosity
So much confusions that we cannot see
Ole fascism gains poverty
No more bombing, no more shooting, let the children be

What about the youths
What about tomorrow
What about the truth
Is it bread or sorrow

What about the youths
What about tomorrow
What about the truth
Is it bread or sorrow

The pain is so hard that we can't feel it
So let my people free
How many cry, how many die, we see
Let JAH children be

What about the youths
What about tomorrow
What about the truth
Is it bread or sorrow

What about the youths
What about tomorrow
What about the truth
Is it bread or sorrow

Change hatred for a brighter tomorrow
Just to see the peace among each other
There's no war love can't conquer
We should all be our brother's keeper

What about the youths
What about tomorrow
What about the truth
Is it bread or sorrow

What about the youths
What about tomorrow
What about the truth
Is it bread or sorrow

The pain is so hard that we can't feel it
So let my people free
How many cry, how many die, we see
Let JAH children be

What about the youths
What about tomorrow
What about the truth
Is it bread or sorrow

What about the youths
What about tomorrow
What about the truth
Is it bread or sorrow

You've got a very soft vision of art
You've got a deficit disorder of heart
Thes are the wings of an endangered drum pattern
This is the flight of the hapless, you've got it all backwards

When KRUSH drops a f**kin city buster, I call it the crowd rapist
Ace of base shitty compounded to drown faceless
Out of the ground basics found in lost spaces
Ashamed of its own bassline traces (that's pure hatred)
Perhaps the internet feeds your village fright (right)
I got the double ox wingspan dragon archetype tonight
The part that reflects light, my razorblade kite
F**k it..the rugged word, my immortal beloved
Got you suckin off muppets for bisquick and contracts and shit
Printed on the back of triscuits and served rectally
(jesus this shit is giving me a headache, man)
What a difference indifference can make
My bad chemistry chalkes lines like little deranged johnny the terrain bum
Borderline f**k ya soundbombing
I'm heated like broke days with nothing but noodle ramon and water
Water tainted, complaint filed time to transfer
Take me out? transfer denied, answer supplied as:
Stab em through the nipples with their own bitchy as rimshots
I'm audio two basic combust with strange lust
With modus opperandum in box than funcrush you box with soft touch
So much slower than the whole scenery seems
Moving through the plastiasine brackets backwards
Afterburn full thrust monks react trackless
Come to confront funk slugs with salt tactics
Turn the farrah faucet on and burn em in their matress
Murdered by a strange man in the basement of their building
Time to build time to be brazen with can rasing
The same faded disdain with a grain of insane patience
Patent that, fire in the sky, cataract eyes
This is nervous unnerving wordshit reported
Fortnights of journey through
Warning you secret pathfinder's the cast of bad sitcom
The laugh track's added to the last cat shit on
The audience claps like dillenger gun masonic rounds
Falling down, trample the trespass sound
Ample disress, amp'll get loud as terrets
From banchee with a megaphone, me-me-me-megaphone
Hold the frequency, hold it unevenly, unsheath the jihad blade
And become animalistic authority walks the plan, thats implicit
The shambles of the gifted, dismantled and imprisoned
This is just a cf thought car derailed and resold as old feelings
To those with false motion
All potions, pour to parched hearts open
Casted out, sold out in the open
DJ f**kin Len'll leave the boom box dead
DJ F**kin KRUSH'll make your children throw furniture
Learning disabilities spring from the scene
Like a recessive biter gene, ignited like a flare for all teams
Tall beams broken, bring down the foundation
Found in a pool of cess where the worms unnerve stations
FM is just femenin breaks on rotation
Company Floww hold the mic naked
Famous (aside from murder touch) get with the once known divine style
I enter like Asian, demented and god-like
Odd mic clutched and chucked at glass structure
Eat at that, bodies of martars and pump action
Technospawn the last long-cock rhymer
Get with it, spaceghost the force soul weapon
Get with it, get got or got missing.

You've got a very soft vision of art
You've got a deficit disorder of heart
Thes are the wings of an endangered drum pattern
This is the flight of the hapless, you've got it all backwards

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(Feat. Anticon)

Pedestrian :
There's a little Johnny Walker Lindh in every Meadow Creek middle school
And when the rap tape grows up
Each wave topples at first wind before the self settles in the body

Dose & Why? :
The names of prominent families
Carry no weight in foreign cities
And even the sons of senators
Receive no welcome outside the states
The names of prominent families
Carry no weight in foreign cities
And even the sons of senators
Receive no welcome outside the states

Dose :
We hold these truths to be self-evident
Once a-fuckin-gain we got a dollar model president
Carving his face up for the cover of the next new nickel
Combing every cotton coil of his inner white wig
Curling perfect sers to his own thin lips in the mirror
Working on his contripasto for stone
Oh yah whitey, you got empire guilt

Why? & Dose :
We know John Walker, we know John Booth
Waste our days swatting this single song
At a long line of Yale and bones born old men
We know John Walker, we know John Booth
Waste our days swatting this single song
At a long line of Yale and bones born old men

Alias :
While the widows buy rubber grips to open bottles with
It's dreams with dusty dashboards and chipping paint
At least the animals have something to poison themselves with
Director yelling "Cut!" on riot footage in the background is faint
And at dusk the clanking of fork to plates syncs
Man of the house drowning out the chatter of housewife
To yet another unmanned spyplane crash
Now televangelists have a basis for book sales
And the promise of effective prayers that get results
As well as God's insurance policy for guaranteed divinity
Time to give the fallout shelters a makeover
Grab a pen and pad of paper and Ikea catalogue today

Sole :
No matter what plastic you pray to or sponsorship you kill for
Become a smart happy healthy pet rock if you can eat like us
You'll make great soup and hot new imports for domesticated devils
Don't worry, in thirty years we'll all be Johns and Sarahs

Dose & Why? :
But the names of prominent families
Carry no weight in foreign cities
And even the sons of senators
Receive no welcome outside the states
The names of prominent families
Carry no weight in foreign cities
And even the sons of senators
Receive no welcome outside the states

Why? :
A flag stripes trying to tear free in heavy wind
And seperate themselves from any unified composition
Oh, I heard the two parties split platforms at the turn of the century
But I know I'm American by the coins I carry
And that's fucking scary
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
And even the worn wigged hard news anchors are un-affected
And every psychic and small-time prophet is aloof
We've been injected to the point of immunity
It takes an f load of s to stimulate the
Desencitized tastebuds of the sugar-expecting community
Till we can barely detect the weather man's insincerity
Their tongues are fast and free
Like a child's translucent un-braced teeth
A low relief long horn
On a roughneck's rawhide wallet
(Can I hear that, ah, last tongues are fast, you know)

Dose :
Yeah America, you got it

Passage :
The audio haunting promise provides for even the smallest of sparrows
So long as the ghosts are clean and clearly showing through you
I've been helpful, metal man bides his time
In the sands on Minus Island
Everything is fine, your heart is working properly
All my love and luck on the river Euphrates

Passage & Sole :
Don't take no wooden nickels, kid
There's bikinis selling SUV's in the TV's in teepees
Time to look for Job, the dorks have hit the desert
The carbohydrate kings are back with fanny packs
And daisy-cutters strapping parachutes to Lunchables
To land on the lap of the new batch of bargain hunters
Now we're not saying anything cause we're not supposed to
But like Blockbuster hampster gave the Black Panthers cancer
I know what you're thinking, it's like drinking the ocean
But if you can fall in love in prison you can die a healthy plant

Dose :
He wanted Hammer pants, he joined the Taliban
He sought an absolute truth, the alpha cliche
But he got the omega and bucked
How many more humans will wear gun spit in their guts
Why, you can still smile on the cover of Life magazine
No matter how many bullets you take
Again we use the magnets poorly
Again we use the magnets poorly
Again we use the magnets poorly
Again we use the magnets like shit
What is it with all these men in their fifties
Wanting to win the world over like there's no tomorrow already?
No matter what you do, G.W
There will be no dollar for you
Woe is the billionnaire
Woe is the billionnaire
No matter what you do, G.W
There will be no dollar for you
Woe is the billionnaire

Give him a bomb to suck on

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(feat. Mos Def)

Mos Def :

? Got the sound, you know the vibe baby
And DJ Krush he get down, word up you know the vibe baby
Yeah, and ? Get down, word up you know the vibe bay
But Mos Def keep the crown, representin Brooklyn, you know the vibe yo

From all borders, doorways and gates
Resurrection draws near, mankind awaits
When you're livin in this world you got to survive
Shaitan is lookin on alert, attackin from all sides
Witness before all eyes, the evidence of unseen
The power past the comprehension that controls all things
The battle fought by good and evil is a real contest
It is the outcome of the struggle that we play context
To all sets sections cruddy clicks crews and clans
Gilgreens to Badlands, jump up, to understand
I'm just a man, not the univeral architect
We tread the face of this heavenly place, and show respect
Tokyo, raise your hands, where you at?
Osaka, raise your hands, where you at?
?*Mos Def says something in Japanese I don't understand*?
DJ Krush Mos Def on the touch, we let it fly
I send my, salaam to my, entire squad
Meiso hard, wherever you are, stay on your job
Strugglin hard, to overcome the perils of life
We writin rhymes on enemy lines to shine light
Stay in meditation to keep the head right
Spreadin wings like heavenly things, we take flight
Flight flight flight flight flight flight flight, ha ha

Everything gon be alright (2X)
And you got to believe
(repeat 2X)
Everything gon be alright (2X)
I said you got to believe (2X)

Yo bust it baby
Me and Krush politickin buildin on this money mission
? Somethin so I had to stop and listen
It's time for ever tickin, my gift for-ever thinkin
I'm tryin to get mine cause Son it's here for the gettin
Allah's provision, will help us in the providential
My pad and pencil, will transcribe the elemental
The raw essential, the South bound resedential
The pure and simple, to resonate in your mental
I flash a dimple, my ? Shine like precious metal
Left the rah rah livin alone, about to settle
Fast act tryin to go slow down, and save your petrol
Cause the beat don't stop, like yellow cabs in the metro
Rejoice your verse to Earth, as the verbs connects
This is a daily operation like birth to death
And I burst the breath, yep, as a so-called vet
I've orchestrated designs while they slept, quiet as kept
Everything that you heard in advance is just a glance
Of the landscape, furnish we ?Crops? And props till
Sunsets and ?Tree-dots, back jobs? Of pure skill
At night, I do right, to excite, what truth reveal
Got to believe, that the Most High I see
Every degree, of this three-see-ix-to-e
We maintain Son and carry on officially
From troubled projects to the shores of Tripoli
I speak prolifically, I write reciprocally
Transmit upliftedly, it sounds terrific G
Allah has gifted me, with great ability
To speak to my beloved, and make em all love it
Refined rugged, a product of the ghetto public
Allah is the King of the world, we just subjects (2X)
Allah is the King, Allah is the King and you know

Everything's gon be alight (2X)
And you got to believe
(repeat 2X)

You know the vibe baby
Everything's gon be alright (2X)
(repeat 2X)

Yo bust it baby