I've been listening to a lot of K-OS lately, in particular Black Ice Hymns 4 Disco. He's one of the few hip-hip artists that I know of that is more 'conscious' about what he raps about and doesn't swear at all. A rare thing in the hip hop and rap world. Here are two songs from two separate albums.
Sometimes the way we look at life can be too serious
Cause we're dancing by the pale moon light
I wake up in the morning and I feel delirious
Cause of something that I did last night
But then an angel came onto me
She said that, "Life is more than you see
You've got to be the change that you be
So don't die, just try..."
We're just some fools with the lights turned on
Hoping your coming soon, and turning up the moon
I'll play it cool till the night's over
When are you coming back,
To save this heart of mine, yeah
Time to take it slow
Black ice, white snow
What is the truth, is we don't really know (Uh-huh)
If so, then life is a mystery,
This could be the end of all history
But wait! The sun rises in the east
And the world still spins 360 degrees
On it's axis this intergalactic practice
Of rhyming proves that there's no beginning or ending
Or timing and it's been a long haul
Rise like the sun and get your back once more
People party in the light game show
Once again, we dumb it down to ease off the flow
What's the the definition of this thing called "Black"? (Huh?)
I had a premonition 18 ways back (Yup)
That black is the color of the universe from whence we came
I wonder if my souls on ice again
We just some fools with the lights turned on
Hoping your coming too, and turning up the moon
I'll play it cool till the night's over
When are you coming back,
To save this heart of mine yeah
Come on!
Ah, come on!
Fools with the lights turned on... [x2]
I tried it, I couldn't find it
Now I just wanna get back to me
Awe baby, hoo hoo
Back into the man I used to be
Things that I said I wouldn't do, I did 'em
Secrets below the service of truth I hid 'em
This mankind is past, but can he erase
The tears of a million years is human race
Of animals, that taught to walk upright
Then slave all day and fall in a trance at night
Flowing the planet, trying to find missing links
Like the men we used to be and always suppose to think
Mysteries, maybe not
It's getting hot, we better configure the plot, but
I hold a pen with the grip so tight
That's squeeze the ink out'ta the page, and write a song for the people
Came up from the underground, now I write above on a hovercraft of sound
This microphone, like an an amphetamine
Keeping me clean, speaking in dreams
So nature can intervene, with thorazine
I walk the long path alone, my feet hurt
Lost some friends along the way, I did dirt
I went to church, I tried everything
From leaving my body, to watching the birds sing
For hours, so I could feel heavenly powers
Had been across the universe and inside of flowers
But what is it worth, I'm still just a man on the earth
Rappers are acting like man tan
Can I be candid, I can't stand it
Rap bandit, got Kheaven acting frantic
I wanna swing my sword decapitate
But what is a man if he acts like an ape
So I sit back, planning my great escape
Load up my EPS and peruse my record crate
The man I used to be, I can only see by looking beyond me
So what is reality, I don't know
