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The Dead Can Rap Ft. Nosaj from New Kingdom

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  • When London Street Art legend, Remi Rough & Paris based, Boston bred Art Rap creator, Experimental Hip Hop innovator, Mike Ladd combine their cutting edge lyricism and captivating visual art, what ensues is The Dead Can Rap's new art-book.

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THE DEAD CAN RAP ft. Nosaj is a hypnotic head-banger honouring family and resilience. Nosaj's hi-energy, grimey psychedelic tone raises the stylistic-bar on this global gumbo of unpredictable poetics and anti-linear flows. Meanwhile, Remi's Blade Runner/ Dune-ish, soundscapes paint a full-out Electro'-Hop landscape celebrating artistic maturity as a means for harnessing experienced-boundless energy, rarely seen in the often immature world of Rap music.

lyrics

The dead can rap FT. Nosaj
Lets go to work Lets go to work
Now a lot of my friends are heavy drinkers
Now I walked on Mars and never fell
Spent my time in Mexico running from Hell
I was trapped in sky for many nights
Took my freak brother shugi with my DJ Mike
People acting all strange when I came down
To the ground I’m a stranger in my own town now
Living off the grid with my cash and kids
I might did it but I just can’t admit it
Live and let die, spread your wings
learning navigation might get out clean
In this everchanging world that we live in
The only thing I can trust is my motherfucking children
Victory, Godspeed RIP Valhalla children are the revolution nigga fight the power
Lets go now...
She was cooking collard Greens in Pan-am I needed no more convincing man
So I bounced from the Bronx now I’m dropping off kids and
Smashing up their I phones if they use em in the kitchen
Props to scotty but I flip like Horace Pippin
Obsessed with high yellow like Beaufort Delany
Coming cray like Colscott in a pooty movie ma daimy
Blazin Juli Raja shirts at 8am drop off
Puttin’ in that work just like a Rough or a Popov
Wifey touching dem calves while she watching them Cavs
Beneath The Raja Canvas and the Merimeko bags
Cesar on the table and Dine in the closet
But I always been a Bearden man keep the Bearden in Fam
In Paris thinking Ferguson beneath the Amos Ferguson
Wiley might be stylin but Walker still be on it son
American artists gettin started
But I strictly holler Raja, Kanishka the father of a style taken farther
You gotta give the nod where you aught to
From artist to father it’s a matter of follow through
So Mike said we need to get the band back together
Never giving two flying craps about the weather
Do the school run everday rain or shine apocalypse
drop em off grab a coffee run into the office its
Mike Ladd, Nosaj and me upon this trail
I’m trying to get shit done but dealing with fan mail
And now it all makes so much sense
It’s peak time living at a quarter to ten
Welcome to your afterfuture in my Kingdom
I need more Thorazine for symptomatic income
And Paradise never comes cheaper than dominion
I’m crossing my Ts becoming part of the system
I could’ve been a journalist peddling fake news
Instead I’m painting canvas and I’m watching the previews
I left my graffiti wife to bed with Malevich
Street art is dead and Hirst is a shallow bitch

credits

from The Dead Can Rap, track released November 11, 2020
Written and produced by Remi Rough, Mike Ladd and Jason Furlow

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Paris based Hip Hop legend/ArtRap pioneer, Mike Ladd & internationally acclaimed abstract artist, London based Remi Rough - explore the realities/confusions of 21st century life. TDCR on subject matter from post apocalyptic nightmares, zombie cultures, corrupt politics, esoteric spiritually to global financial conundrums from the perspective of Rappers/Artists/ Fathers. ... more

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