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Guitar by Jules Figueroa


Smoke a whole zone to my bio dome till I'm higher than the firmament
From what I was told the earth is a globe but I'm asking soljah slim
Summertime in the gallactica the livings true indeedy
Your daddy is rich and that's makes him god so she a deity
Namaste on my grind like the player in you sees the pimp c in me
Put the answer in the question like is taste Nate the great like where you leading me
Hush your mouth before I hit you with the porcupine dentistry
Not a street dude but the only reason I'm a good dude is cause I'm suka free
How you think you fighting for justice and say you do it peacefully
Bullies carry fullies and then tell you that they bout to sweep the street
I become one with awareness and harness chi for my family
Ninja moded Nam myo go renge kyo, Kama Sutra my god is answering
Beast marks get wiped out call me Daniel king
Trying to sell you summer like solar panelling
Carry dogs like babies and keep children on a leash
Wear a t shirt when he's swimming and he's not even obese
How you know the food is good cause the plates is empty
How you know your party's wack cause the sound is off and the place is empty
The only time I used to be people friendly was when there was people friendly
Now I emanate my vibration to create synchronicity from coincidently
My favorite days I spend is when I'm alone and no ones home
My favorite pics I take are when I'm stoned and no ones posing
There is much I took for grated I would never make love harden you
When the summer is uncovered like a Nigerian barbeque
Understand what we can do about the earth is listen when she call on you

I have an affliction for jazz
Pour some sugar on me in the kitchen with fats
Waller turn the heat on and meat thermometer
Feast on beats like the end of Ramadan
Gold plague to put the beef on with no Passover
Sister got a deep throat so I put a low pass filter
She can peg my leg like long John silver
I'm just a sparrow Jack mixed with Caribbean cool beans
I just want to go to Harlem In the 1930s
The end of the strike
I can play piano like I'm finding my stride
James P Johnson
Aka Mr. Grey fox nonsense
I'm sly as Stallone but you can't picture me boxing
I'm with my boxcar children on a mission to boston
In my Storyville waiting on my Sarah Vaughn
How a common nightingale turned leader of the flock
Spread your wings and don't wait until Winter-fall
You never entertain you mesmerize and enthrall
Blues comes to pass like the cloud is MA Rainey
Every time a crawfish is called a crab we act lazy
Swoon me into your dreams from Mr sandbags
Protect me from the flood of tears and novice hand claps
I never expected an orchestra I just wanted a bigger band
Now that everyone is bickering that this out of hand
How they allow the devil to come to make the conclusion
Then we mix the butter, Cinnamon, and brown sugar and calling it fusion
The beginning of an end to an era of swing
Put a rope over his neck and he started to sing
It's a miserable way to get you to feel something
I wished we were all blessed with the gift to be good for nothing


from L​.​A​.​M​.​B., released December 23, 2016


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Taste Nate San Francisco, California

Taste Nate is a San Francisco-based rapper known for his abstract lyrics and unconventional, soulful flow that explores Hip Hop with a mystic's vision. He has released 20 solo projects through his record label Yellow Cake Radio. In 2020 Nate Started his production and publishing company Khapri Star. ... more

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