Don't know the title of a great tune :(

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  1. ssy

    ssy New Member

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    Hi all

    I 've been serching for this track very very long time, i heard it once on one show on bassdrive the song goes like this >

    westcoast and paris, wake up in tokio ...new orleans...chicago
    :confused::confused:

    does someone out there know the title?
    thanks :)
    ssy
     
  2. iron-giant

    iron-giant Member

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    LUPE FIASCO - Paris, Tokyo
     
  3. Lunos

    Lunos Active Member

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    safe but wrong forum
     
  4. VersatileBJN

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    Best rapper out by a mile. At least here in the states. Don't know who you guys are hiding up there in the UK lol.
     
  5. nafe1

    nafe1 sea turtles mate

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    Akala!
     
  6. EWOKS

    EWOKS POTATOES GONNA POTATE

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    ^^^ no, go home mate. you aint a clue what the UK has to offer , fukin Akala, check Jehst,Sonnyjim,Stig of the dump,wordsmith,some taskforce,melanin 9.. the list rolls on..

    listen to this closely, if you think Akala is good in anyway :confused: ... this is true talant ..

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PjeBmYd_nRM&feature=PlayList&p=4C1E43E96F31CCF1&index=10

    the lyrics ..

    [Verse 1]
    Like Bekowsky the alcoholic author
    Son of the devil I turn wine into water
    My physical forms a metaphor for disorder
    Absorb the trauma, my state is before the light
    And I am short of time, short to find my keeper
    Alive within reach of the reaper
    The light sleeper drifts deeper into darkness
    Read my palm and see the evil of my forefather's
    Born after the last generation of gypsies
    Move from the sticks to the city's
    Give me 26 characters for home sick travellers
    Bi-centennial men, hunter gatherers
    Who run with the scavengers and brave the dangers
    My tongue a labyrinth in this maze of pages
    Playin' David, I stand defiant to the last standing giant
    The android man, I walk silent and talk science
    The child who sought guidance
    The war cry echoes through these blood stained empires

    [Hook]
    "A man of many premonitions, Jehst"
    "... Scruffy little man from the wasteland..."
    "Moon juice sipping step children off the earth gods...
    Fixing Smirnoff with dandelion and burdocks"
    "A man of many premonitions, Jehst"
    "... Scruffy little man from the wasteland..."
    "Moon juice sipping step children off the earth gods..."
    "Speaking in barbed wire tongues"

    [Verse 2]
    Fascinated by the fire like a child try'na touch the flame
    I see change like a busk, everything stay much the same
    Cut the weather vein
    I hear blood water tapping out the lords morse code on my window pane
    I rain dance 'till the harvest comes
    Brave hearts keep beating to the hardest drums
    Bastard sons are lost God's long forgotton
    Monolithic heads on this island gone rotten
    On top of the world or on the bottom of the food chain
    We stay the same but our fears take a new name
    We're all players so place your bets
    You made your bed, lay in it and pray for the best
    Death's door stays open to all without prejudice
    I'm the fifth element of war with my nemesis
    Brain storm genesis this is the start
    My whole world's overcast so I live in the dark
    I adapt now my vision is sharp
    Go home to my house made of glass
    And throw stones for a laugh
    The favourite that came in last
    I clutch at straws and I'm cut by a blade of grass
    I done enough for you, you've done nothing for me
    I'm puffing the tree, the bloodshed you're rushing to see

    "Look we gotta hold ourselves together... we got to
    See man if we go to pieces somebody out there's gonna get us"

    "Latest sports news off the street bite
    Our friend's are on second base and trying to make it all the way home
    But the inside word is that the odds are against them
    Stay tuned bumba ras, stay tuned"
     
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