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Invention

from Who Is This Man? by Just Muz

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    Just a lyrics track really, for once there is no deeper meaning or emotional words.. some pure Hip Hop.

    Produced by RjD2 - Ghostwriter (Deadringer, Def Jux)
    Contains Samples Of BBC Radio Interviews.
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Allow me to introduce, the chin stroking thinker
Inky fingers I begin to muse, in the queue
Waiting for another bloody interview,
I'm trying to make some money but it's funny that my simple view
To rhythms or a riff or two is getting me attention,
Bet I'm getting better yep with every invention
Forgetting if I mentioned my moniker,
Thats Muz if you do know me, flow be blowing up your monitor
I'm honored to be clocking up kilometers and travelling
Along the track, while my life is unravelling
I'm gathering my thoughts like pennies on the pavement
Rapping in the courts while I'm a penning up a statement
Of innocence to heightening the crime with the writing of a rhyme
My deliverance is brightening the mind like moonlight,
Do my shoes shine, no but I'm polishing the words that you soon might know
So familiar as if it is the back of your hand,
Show my listeners the lyricism back in demand,
laughing and cracking a can, happy but lacking a plan
You couldn't find me on the map so call me Azerbaijan
Man I'm kidding, auctioning my story so is anybody bidding?
Found a category they could the put the kid in so far?
No car so am I really going places, ideas kiss the simile
My flow embraces with metaphors,
Trying to put my records in the better stores
But I do it for the love and not ever to get applause
Settle scores never - ready for whatever
Born four years after 'tougher than leather' its Just Muz.

(Refrain + Samples)

Hit you in the brain with another verse
Stimulate the ears like the whisper of a lovers words
In other words you'll like this, I'm holding up a tight fist
Fighting for my right, and yeah my right is just to write this,
A crisis I'm living in, never giving in when delivering
Remembering the little things in thick and thin,
Like stay true never compromise your art form
Music is my blood pumping it to keep my heart warm.
Won't chart storm like Elliot Gleave
But getting nearer to the fame than I could ever believe
Don't give a fuck about the riches I could never receive
I'd rather be an individual keep letting me breathe,
Better to be happy poorer than a bitter billionaire,
Most of them are villains I can feel it in their glare,
With cars in garages and trophy wives,
Simply camouflaging their lonely lives, no surprise
That my opened eyes have witnessed,
It's not about the music, it's all about the business.

I'm ready to go, I'm ready to fly, I'm ready to break away
Whatever the weather forever together with every tape I play,
With every phrase I say erasing hatred from my daily database
I take my brain away from aching pain into a safer place,
I'm taking the time to wake up the mind, making the rhyme
To place in a line, breaking the fakers and taking away the haters
From my daily grind, playing rewind and learning from the masters
Disasters are stacking up, I'm packing up my plasters
And rapping up your wish list, thinking about what I was thinking about
Back when I did this, a little kid with a brittle liver and a quick fist
Beating myself around the head and falling up out of bed on the wrong side,
From that point up in my life it's been a long ride, loving the journey
I wanted to be a rapper not another attorney now nothing will turn me
From my path, looking at opposition in the face and and then I happily laugh,
I'll happily rap with rapid attack, I'm packing the track with quotables
Everything I've ever done I've got to make it notable,
I'm living in a broken home, hitting you with my vocal tone
Comforting my family my daddy was a rolling stone,
Microphones I'm wrecking them, One two checking them
I'm heading out your pigeonhole and way beyond your reckoning.
Beckoning the cash flow, smoke a rapper like a cigarette
And see the ash blow, that so? No matter of fact I aint down with that,
I rap for kids in apartments and council flats,

Hip Hop never died it was buried alive, we survived and yet the airways
Have been very deprived but not of oxygen
Watching all your copied cocky posturing "I'll sock you knock you out
Like I was Rocky in the boxing ring" as Dr King we dream,
You lock me in like Leo call me Neo I could separate the fake from all the real
For the deal I feel a need a court appeal to sign my life away
Staying up at night no one's giving me the time of day
The Pied Piper chase Simon Says I've to replicate
Yet I only care about the records that I'm set to break.

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from Who Is This Man?, released September 21, 2011

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