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Nostradamus - Bring back the magic
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Australian rapper, gold coast based. Living hip hop through rap and graffiti.. Boom. Enjoy my page. Thankyou very much for listening.
This is a 2006 production of a mixtape called 'Nostradamus - From the dawn of time'. I was 19 at the time, had loads of fun making it, hope you have loads of fun listening to it. Thanks.
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#120,964 today Peak #273
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April 22, 2006
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MP3 2.7 MB 128 kbps 2:55
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Bring back the magic We take it back to ancient ways Praise the gods created hip hop On the 7th decade, in power since the 8th Undefeatable by the 9th But welcome to the new millennium & were just getting ready son To rock ya brains steady numb Scribing these letters up High on adrenaline getting em With extending needles injecting venom into your cerebellum We hit em with Masterful mic traditions, splitting victims neglecting to listen To a way of life without a constrictive system to live in God tell me who to believe when everybody’s mad suspicious In a world obsessed with money & schemes of rags to riches We stand in ditches & yeah our plan is business Let me answer this shit I can damage miss fits’ the man with a massive hit list Correct characteristics, of a maverick attack at simplistic Rappers who spit shit & neglect the Scientific Historical facts their attempting to counter attack with their lyrics You know its spiritual, every time I word my lyrical Verbs at different intervals, spectacular smash hit Even Tiger Woods would call it spastic This rap shit is fantastic & that’s it (Lets bring back the magic) Still were managing to say shit From standing in a snake pit To brandishing our names with A banner to wave kid But one time, for this rap shit requiring unity A mind for community, these days’ it’s nothing new to me & Even you can see, inside the mind of true emcees With the English language fluency coursing through you and me It aint dreaming that’s dead, it’s the magic that captured imaginations of average Patrons throughout our nations instead & What’s left is a great depression as we wait for what’s next In life, the most ancient of tests Were never taking a rest, my mics blessed, breaking my steps In rap terms, I be the iron chef my recipes fresh Never the less, I possess a malevolent level of stress I must forever progress with unending finesse, until the universe ends & we compress & Start again, trapped in this mess Because the worlds a violent place should we appreciate less? I break bread with the best of em, preach to the less of em Teaching the pestilent lessons of life in these sentences Expanding their retinas, commanding respect from this Demographic advancing the culture through innovation, the message is To remain patient, if there’s change embrace it You only live once, so respect knowledge stop staying basic
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