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Monsoon Season

from Grayscale by Navi

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Track 11 of the Grayscale album.

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Pulse stopping, jaw dropping, it's that Amity freak
That drafts more hot prose than your fantasy league
Its case closed, face it, flametongue? out of your reach
Like you trying out your mack game down at the beach
Homebrew round two, audio feast and
Who am I? The beast of metakrew unleashed
The beat splitter, pick of the litter, the home run hitter
right to Snyder in the nose bleed seats, it'sa
Flametongue the chain gun, mad labratory tech jabber wiz rapping
sensation, and you still
Will not win, what I write is like
Dynamite, gremlin eating mics after midnight
more than meets the eye, transform from an ordinary brown guy into
a scary round size, make the beat capsize and flood it with my
rap lines, flow homebrew deux write click and maximize

Cause you know I'm on the next thing, blowing
brand name stars out the sky like an x-wing testing,
little league hot shots get your best swing,
Homebreu two no FX blue screen for the
king kong, bring on the digital hip hop
One shot'll put a patch of hair on your backdrop
Watch, I ping pong delay down your hallway
knock the yingling beer bong off your flat top
The homebrewmeister, cooking up a new type of
rhyme writer, crime fighter salting all these limelighters
wav files in glass vials on the bunsen
x file style shit cooking in the dungeon
Homebrew got you glued to your bluetooth
headset deadset on rocking in your new shoes,
I got good news, fresh batch brewing in the box
in the lab just for you

Mr Sky High, Mr. D I Y
N A V i drop fresh to clear eyes
here lies Mr. huh Why Buy It
Deep C drive em like a Somali pirate
check the slap chop twisted bottle cap pop
Sleeper cell brown ops grip you like a headlock
Cook in fine glassware from the headshop lab rocking
Science fair stuffers at your inbox
Deep peat moss, rocking like see saws, beat chop thick enough
for A1 meat sauce, tracks coughing smoke fumes in exhaust
in rickshaws I'm violating 3 kinds of traffic laws
added gauze to the swami just because, bachelors in scientific
written over fuzz, homebrew is love making music
but not smooth jazz, just bomb beats and bad ass flow

credits

from Grayscale, released January 19, 2010
written by navid azeez
produced by daniel wilkes

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Navi Washington, D.C.

Known for his eccentric stage energy and stream of consciousness lyrics, Navi creates verbal pastiche by employing a variety of influences to combine his personal experiences with pulp imagery. His lyrics tell stories of his own ethnic narrative and personal relationships through themes of internet culture, pop culture, classic science fiction, horror, and surrealism. ... more

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