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Scribe - Not Many (The Remix) 12" [All City] |
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Written by Administrator
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Monday, 08 August 2005 |
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RELEASE DATE: 8TH AUGUST 2005
‘Not Many – The Remix’ is the lead single from Scribe’s brand new debut album ‘The Crusader’. This essential new hip hop 12” features the vocals of Savage from Deceptikonz and Con-Psy of Frontline.
Deceptikonz are a group of emcees based out of Manurewa, South Auckland, whose debut album ‘Elimination’ went straight to no.1 in the New Zealand music charts. Con-Psy of fellow New Zealand Hip Hop crew Frontline is also a native to the scene hailing from Papatoetoe, in Auckland.
Scribe is undoubtedly the shining star of New Zealand's much celebrated, young hip-hop scene. A street poet from Whitechurch, whose music crosses many cultural boundaries. Quite simply no-one can rock a show like Scribe, from tearing the roof off in the Boiler Room this year on the Big Day Out tour, to representing on stage with Jurassic 5 in 2004, Scribe continues to blow up and shine as an authentic star in his own right. Following his outstanding guest appearances on P-Money's ‘Big Things’ album, Scribe has already released his debut album ‘The Crusader’ in both New Zealand and Australia to much acclaim.
Some facts about Scribe:
- ‘Not Many - The Remix’ has sold in excess of 20,000 copies in New Zealand going double platinum.
- The first Kiwi artist to ever simultaneously hold the number one spots on the album and singles chart.
- His first solo show sold out within 5 minutes of the doors opening.
- Holds the record for the longest running number one by a Kiwi artist.
Tracklisting:A SIDE Not Many - The Remix Radio Not Many - The Remix Album Version
B SIDE Not Many - The Remix Instrumental Not Many (The Remix) Lyrics by Scribe *featuring Savage of Deceptikonz & Con Psy of Frontline
[Intro: Savage] Pito Saute Aukilagi!!! It ain't good, it ain't good 'cos you'll get jumped in my hood Pito Saute Aukilagi!!! It ain't good, it ain't good 'cos you'll get jumped in my hood, ah! [Adlibs] It's the remix! yeah, uh, yeah, c'mon...ah, savage
[1st Verse: Savage] I'm hearin' you still talking that shit but none of your actions here are speakin' to me I'm talkin' it, walkin' it, my stompin' style will stop your movement' Hold up who's this? (aarrah!) Still leavin' you with cuts and bruises So cut the bullshit before I rrrrock your face with a pool stick Dirty, Dawnraid and Frontline, P-Money, Scribe, Savage and Con Psy Everybody is feelin' that shit, I'm out your speakers like Ill Semantics On stage for the crowd reaction, Everyone just bounce your asses Keep it movin', uh-huh, New Zealand music South Auckland raise your arms!! Let me see you throw it up!! And I will always represent my crew decep-deceptikonz! What!!
[Chorus: Scribe] How many dudes you know roll like this? How many dudes you know flow like this? Not many, if any Not many, if any How many dudes you know got the skills to go and rock a show like this? Uh-uh, uh-uh, I don't know anybody... [Savage ad libs] cha-hoo, yeah, yeah, c'mon, Savage!... aaaarrock a show like this! I don't know anybody
[2nd Verse: Con Psy] You know who this is, act right It's the kid comin' up that's flow is untapped Wrote enough drafts, know enough raps, off the head skill that'll crush cats But it's hard to spit without comin' off arrogant And y'all insist on droppin' comparisons And y'all who sit, mouths runnin' and chatterin' Get off my dick, you're so fuckin' embarrassing Y'all don't want no part of this, upon this ish I serve the ill like a pharmacist, I'm on to this I've been broke like promises so if you get me started kid you're gonna see the consequence and y'all Don't want that 'Cos I stay on, gimme you're words to play on and I'ma make your writtens look thick like you lost your pen and wrote it in crayon But yo, y'all should play the back like scenery I'm dope, the writings on the wall like graffiti So, y'all can't even hold your own You get a manicure if you're goin' toe to toe Suppose you know, that I treat tracks like kicks 'cos I'm clean when I lace mine I break minds, If I put a watch in a bum bag that's the only scene where I waste time Let's go
[Chorus: Scribe] How many dudes you know roll like this? How many dudes you know flow like this? Not many, if any Not many, if any How many dudes you know got the skills to go and rock a show like this? Uh-uh, uh-uh, I don't know anybody [Con Psy ad libs] Frontline remix, Con psy up in it, come on, let's go
How many dudes you know roll like this? How many dudes you know flow like this? Not many, if any Not many, if any How many dudes you know got the skills to go and rock a show like this? Uh-uh, uh-uh, I don't know anybody... [Scribe ad libs] Congratulations, you made it. Welcome to the reeee-miiiiix!
[3rd Verse: Scribe] Scribe's here so give it up [applause] I never put the mic down when I pick it up I rip it up so dope this year, everybody want a hit of us But y'all need to breathe because you're hiccin' up (hic) We refuse to leave you can't get rid of us Yo, they think I'm drugs because I come in the club and I be dancin' by myself like I don't give a fuck, what-what? Scribe on the mic I write an elegant flow Even drop adagio for the lyrically slow Not hypothetically, physically lettin' you know I got my rhyme packed tight and we're ready to go Made some mistakes in the past, that was yesterday Today I'm on my way to a better way Forever bringing together what you separate So whether, you like it or not I'ma elevate You know this rhyme is me takin' time to celebrate Relax and take a breath y'all [breathing] I'm here to stay and not goin' away And can I get a 'yes yall'? yes-yes y'all!! [ad libs] ooh-ooooh! Theres...check it out No...check it out One...check it out (ain't noone like me!) Like me
[Chorus: Scribe] How many dudes you know roll like this? How many dudes you know flow like this? Not many, if any Not many, if any How many dudes you know got the skills to go and rock a show like this? Uh-uh, uh-uh, I don't know anybody How many dudes you know roll like this? How many dudes you know flow like this? Not many, if any Not many, if any How many dudes you know got the skills to go and rock a show like this?
[Outro: Savage] [ad libs] check it out...check it out Can you please give it up for Savage! It's all good, thank you! it's all good when you come to my hood Can you please give it up for Savage! It's all good, Yeah! Thank you! Very much! Peace!
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