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Don Johnson Big Band

Northbound

85

Hip-Hop/Rap

Northbound was released on January 1, 2003 by Beat Back as a part of the album Breaking Daylight

Song Details

AlbumBreaking Daylight

Release DateJanuary 1, 2003

LabelBeat Back

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM104

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Don Johnson Big Band

Don Johnson Big Band

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Johannes Laiho

Composer, Lyrics

Tommy Lindgren

Lyrics, Composer

Pekka Mikkonen

Composer, Lyrics

Kari Saarilahti

Kari Saarilahti

Composer, Lyrics

Lyrics

My mother told me it's a small miracle

I wasn't killed by my umbilical cord

Or before I was born

It dawned on me later how a tiny pitiful flaw

Could mean more than everything I didn't explore

Because I didn't have the courage or the patience

Motivation, a direct correlation

Between every move and the road never taken

I connect the two if it's my last undertaking

The people here could have been painted

My face is vacant and now they're all fading away

Visibly shaken, physically breaking down

The ground shaking around them

Hounding, aching and pounding their hearts forsaken

Sounding like pain is an art form

Took a lot of effort to find a way to start strong

I'm in a dark room, night and it's hopeless

I think a part of me died when they saw

Ayo check it

Another brand new record from the final

Frontera black vinyl entitled

To finally pave the way

Wave the pay made to crave for the arrival

Hit your vital parts now the bible starts

With my name on the cover

But I played undercover

And laid on the rubber with my brain in the gutter

When I prayed not to stutter explain and discover

The meaning of it all in a single sentence

Replace repentance with hatred and vengeance

My engine's always rocking at full speed

I'm mocking your whole breed

And shocking to proceed like

Pulling from the dick tank

Cause it's Monday on the planet farthest away from the sun

We've only just begun you can trust me son

That it must be fun when we bust it from the top

I say fuck this place, everything it stands for

Turn the other cheek, the whole face and make plans for

A fast getaway, we gone like ding-a-dong

Sing along, my technique is all I bring along

Planets, stars, corona milk bars

Interstellar spaces covered with silk scarves

The scars are visible like indivisible figures

My physical rigors while dropping the beats like triggers

Like the last emperor, your little last straw

Keep it raw like Gecs, endure my techs more

Deep lore, swimming to the deep end of the floor

The what? A slight flaw, just blame it on the chlorine

We got the scene captivated like a child widowed

Wittle wop wop like a fiddle with no fiddle

We middle of the road explode just a little

On the mic, ammunition load, gunfight

I'm like tramline 3B going around in a circle

Circling your CD we fall down like purple rain

3D vision simple and plain

And your vision won't blur if you allow me to explain

Tramline 3B going around in a circle

Circling your CD we fall down like purple rain

3D vision simple and plain

And your vision won't blur, and your vision won't blur

It's the metamorphosis, the rhymes are ferocious

Like multiple sclerosis I part more seas than Moses

Suitable only to be consumed in small doses

Not many can fly, why? I'm the closest

My approach is innovative in a way that makes coaches

Pull their horses, the law says not knowing who the boss is

When vultures carry kangaroos and roaches

Sing buenas noches

Everything is flipped inside out

Upside down, rinse dried out

Flipside down on top

The wind's died out, stop

And the rhythm of the rain goes drip-a-drip drop

Can I cop this? Can I hop this?

Train of thought, drop, miss retort

Distraught with the ways of the world

You support, distorted like the rays of the sun

You purport to be yours

But who fought the wars

When you collected the cash but didn't support the cause

Neglected the floors, they went and bought the stores

Record the floors, you're clapping, sort applause

But that ain't gonna happen 'til hell freezes over

Now I'm rapping like a hippie rapping held trees in yoga

Held treason over my trail leads to Roma by way

Of Sodoma where I fell into a coma

The hip hop Jehovah, hit back with lessons

Lyrical fluorescence, extract the essence

Rest tense, rap particles with lessons

My best sense telling me my article's in reference

Written by: Johannes Laiho, Kari Saarilahti, Pekka Mikkonen, Tommy Lindgren

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