Nujabes - Highs 2 Lows Ft. Cise Starr w/ Lyrics video free download

LYRICS -

Individual stars float in the ocean of God

Rocking a pinky ring of Saturn while I'm visiting Mars

Egos bigger than Jupiter are breaking the bars

Holding me back down to Earth, the physical laws

Touching the moon, grace as I ready resume

Comets flying through space bringing possible doom

Blocking the sun, bringing holocaust to the world

I'm talking back to father time, mother earth is my girl

I got the wings of angels walking down the valley of death

Watching my step cus the devil's never one to respect

Come correct on the studio track, taking it back

To the pen and pad, I blast the original rap

Brother on the B-Boy tip, I cry all spit

I top the charts with the graphical hits

So who you fucking with, all lead led to all men

Snapping your neck back while you spit out a Pez

I be the original son of a bitch, hurting your wrist

Cus you're spinning my shit so much the needle skipped

Flip to the rhythm and reminisce, remember the days of '94[Nine Four] hip-hop was a gift

Words out of her lips came straight from the heart

Never prepackaged or bought, over negative thought

Pedal to consumers, magazines and rumors

Commercial spots turn real artists to 'Who This'

Precise rap, rock and roll, nigga lets do this

I float through notes, break beats with my maneuvers

Yo regardless, while I be moving swiftly through darkness

Plotting, charting my path, I'm running, cutting my losses

Stumbling over unknown bumps and complications

And tribulations, in my life of revelations[x2]

Speaking to Scorpio's making my heart turn to porcelain

It used to have a steady beat, now it's easily broken

Mind coasting, train of thoughts stopped emotions

Well and after four my being's causing commotion

Need to release, cus the stress tearing me to pieces

My love ceases, and my thoughts break into leases

The hight of my life, but the strife making me leave this

I can't beat this, going to God to defeat this

Will he help, or do I have to do this myself?

Alone and confused, the blues burden my health

My eyes remain closed, cus my Highs are Lows

I'm feeling the blows of rain cus my pain is cold

Now who am I, a man or a pawn of life?

Living day to day, I pray am I wrong or right?

Losing my mind so maybe you can help me find

The way to go, so I can be leaving this pain behind

Trying to sleep, sleep is the cousin of death

Said a wise man from Queensbridge, on beats he blessed

Trying to rest, instead I rest my head

On a pillow of hardships, misery is the bed

On my back I lie, I can see the skies

Through a glass ceiling, the reason tears drowning my eyes

And I can't move, grief won't let me think

My soul is dry; I crawl just to take a drink

I made you blink, think like a visible man

With mechanical hands trying to reach out to my fans

Yo regardless, while I be moving swiftly through darkness

Plotting, charting my path, I'm running, cutting my losses

Stumbling over unknown bumps and complications

And tribulations, in my life of revelations[x2]

Yo viscosity of the hidden meaning between the words

Thicken the plot; I cop hidden rhythms and verse

I'm loading the hearse, you bitin' like a Dracula curse

And bringing the worst to hurt, like a sermon in church

Pertaining to you, hurts just to listen to truth

So you'd rather listen to lies, so you're living to lose

I'm beginning to win, young man, master descend

Battle affair, looking at the devil and grin

I'm flipping the script, walking on the journey and trip

On the dirt and amiss at the fact that life is a bitch

And I'm hating the shit, losing blood, making me crip

With stakes inside, bet and I lost the grip

Searching for bliss, with the razor over my wrist

Needing a job, but the drug test's checking my piss

I'm looking through a window and singing immaculate conception reborn

Peace in my core, with seven swords, and night of the law

Looking to the eyes of the lord, calculating the war

Seeing the signs of heaven nevermore

The last matador riding a pale horse, losing my course

Splitting the hairs causing divorce

Marriage unborn, I havoc in song, I stumble upon

Lost jewels, I thought thoughts would be gone

Lost forever, I sample motherfuckers with letters

Written in script, forward to the rap that I rip

From the top of the lip, make a drink, taking a sip

Then I'm gulping the shit, falling deeper

In the abyss...