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K-OS - Emcee Murdah
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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
k-os
k-os
Interprète
Toby Peter
Toby Peter
Basse
Bill Coon
Bill Coon
Interprète
Ray Garraway
Ray Garraway
Batterie
Russell Klyne
Russell Klyne
Guitare acoustique
Chris Gestrin
Chris Gestrin
Piano
Santosh Naidu-Tabla
Santosh Naidu-Tabla
Percussion
Vancouver String Orchestra
Vancouver String Orchestra
Cordes
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
k-os
k-os
Composition
Bill Coon
Bill Coon
Arrangement des instruments à cordes
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Roger Swan
Roger Swan
Ingénierie de mixage
Kristina Ardron
Kristina Ardron
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

We've just landed, alright send a search party out Duh, don't get caught up on this planet man, these humans are crazy Just don't even show them your microphone 'cause then you know what They wanna give you a record deal and then you end up dead You know what I mean? It's like body snatchers but you know what We love hip hop, stop please, stop please, okay here we go Holding my raps, olden is golden and black Extolling virtues of rap with monkeys riding my back I see them falling, doing commercials and balling I'm not a hater but she's closing the gate and we stalling Woke up in the early morning, I heard a voice That showed me the things to come and told me I had a choice To build it 300 cubits by 50 cubits Drinking, thinking, I'm stupid but deep in my heart I knew it Money and fame could lead to Emcee Murdah You think you can escape but you can't take it any further You call it writer's block but you stop 'cause the vine is empty Hip hop's not dead, it's really the mind of the Emcee It's all around me, it's Emcee Murdah, though God has found me I thought I heard the sound of a thousand angels It's the sound of danger, know myself but I'm still a stranger Emcee Murdah, Emcee Murdah, oh I'll be damned if I do and damned if I don't My soul won't allow me to fake on the phone Rocking the chrome, another seed gets sown Anonymous, I'm hailin' from parts that's unknown I looked to the heavens above to spread love But Emcee's keep faking hoping to make the bacon Matters mistaken, 'cause who we are is not physical Very mystical with the mind non typical but, they want the cash flow They steady scheming for the number one spot These emcees they won't last though I really feel somebody's watching me From the third the star and telling us who we are In this universe we like a speck of dust You can't expect to trust man is living for the lust Everybody wants the eye in the sky to come and save us But maybe, the planet itself will terminate us with the It's all around me, it's Emcee Murdah, though God has found me I thought I heard the sound of a thousand angels It's the sound of danger, know myself but I'm still a stranger Emcee Murdah, Emcee Murdah, oh It's all around me, it's Emcee Murdah, though God has found me I thought I heard the sound of a thousand angels It's the sound of danger, know myself but I'm still a stranger Emcee Murdah, Emcee Murdah, oh no, no no
Writer(s): Kevin Deron Brereton, Russell David Klyne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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