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'Seven (VII)' is Zuby's seventh independent release. A milestone EP marking the 10 year anniversary of his artistic journey so far.

Zuby has come a long way from recording raps in his dorm room at Oxford University, to becoming one of the UK's most forward-thinking and accomplished independent rappers; selling tens of thousands of albums and winning fans from all over the world in the process.

On 'VII', Zuby's inspirational song-writing and impressive lyricism are on full display. From the dizzying verbal acrobatics of 'Glory', to the witty punchlines of 'On Site', to the sombre storytelling of 'The World Vs Me' - it's clear he's a man with some stuff on his mind.

With production duty fully helmed by frequent collaborator Anno Domini Beats ('Comin At Ya', 'iLL', 'Mad World'), 'VII' presents Zuby in the best form you've heard him thus far.

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released July 7, 2016

All tracks written by Nzube 'Zuby' Udezue
Produced by Anno Domini Beats
Recorded and mixed by Jesse 'Leen' Norville
Mastered by Steve Corrao at Sage Audio

www.zubymusic.com

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Zuby is an independent rapper who grew up in Saudi Arabia and graduated from Oxford University.

He is known for his intelligent wordplay and inspirational lyrics. Zuby has sold over 24,000 albums independently, reached #12 on the iTunes Hip-Hop Chart and amassed over 50,000 followers on social media.
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Track Name: Glory
[Intro]
Bad Man. Are you down with Zuby?
Yeeeeah, ha ha ha
Team Zuby stand up. Desire to inspire
Anno Domini. Let's go get 'em bro
Uh, 'Seven'

[Verse 1]
You can put your hands up like the ceiling gon’ rain
Got a couple bands up only sealing my pain
Worry mad cats heated feeling my flame
Scurry like a lab rat or you’re finna get maimed
Why you so mad cuz I top that page
Honeys stalk backstage when I rock that stage?
Being more glad if they locked that cage
And I cocked black rage and I popped that gauge?
Unemotional I never drop that frame
Locomotion and you can’t stop that train
Couple females threw a coin to derail
Won’t go into detail but I’ll drop that flame
Wait, wait, wait, wait. Let me talk that game
Big name watch. Drop top frame would I
Clock more fame if I chopped cocaine
While I popped champagne on a goddam plane?
Sipping it sassily, mixing with majesty
Lipping it lavishly, this is a travesty!
I think the new epidemic is vanity
You think your selfies are good for humanity
I’m getting badder the proof no profanity
Y’all getting fatter on too many calories
Still shooting up from the booth to the canopy
Still moving up but stay grounded like gravity
Verbal veracity, lyrical mastery
Artist tenacity, vicious audacity
I’m not a scrapper who’s charged like a battery
I’m an attacker who’s calm in calamity
Rapping so swift it is radio blasphemy
If they don’t play it I’ll reach for the mantelpiece
Seize something supple and slap them with savagery
Get away clean and then plea for insanity

[Hook]
Chyeeea! Glory
Chyeeea! Glory
Chyeeea! Glory
Glory! Glory!

[Verse 2]
Tell you the difference with me and the rest of ‘em
They’re thinking now and I’m thinking ‘what’s next for him?’
They see and obstacle and see impossible
I see a weight that I’ve already benched
You think I’m lucky I think that I’m blessed
You think I’m cocky I think that I’m hench
You cannot copy the flow is too choppy
You’re borderline sloppy and feeble at best!
Cold like Sub-Zero no hero can test
The Legion of Doom with the freedom of press
Spit till they’ve heard of me all over Germany
Denmark, France, Sweden and all of the rest
I went to Serbia and it was bless
Czech Rep, Estonia love from the press
Seeking advantages speaking in three languages
Dreaming in Spanish and scheming French
Switch automatically, speaking emphatically
Flipping it casually, syllable flattery
Grade-A like actors who peak with the salary
Straight A like slappers who sleep with the faculty
I don’t mean malice I’m hungry and panicky
Come to your palace while feeding your family
Pardon my manners I’m not from this planet
I come like Galactus to feed on your galaxy!

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I am a dreamer that's seeking reality
I am a schemer at peace with mortality
Can’t live forever I’ll speak through the gallery
Every verse is a seed for humanity
Very high peak and the journey is hilly
The higher you reach then the more that it’s chilly
Give up and quit it seems smarter than silly
But you never know when you’re shy of a milli!
More than a story it’s more than it seems
If you want glory then shoot for your dreams
Don’t be puppet and hustle for ducats
Unless you’re the owner or part of the scheme
This my philosophy rapping I breathe and
My drive ain't been floppy since Apple IIE
Spitting the truth ever since I was teen
And the rhythm is denim it’s all in my genes
Knowledge is power I seek with voracity
Quicker the vision the sicker the strategy
My weakest bar is a gem no opacity
Start at the end of your mental capacity
I graduated the sickest academy
Waited to get forty grips as a salary
Traded it in for a bid to live happily
Emancipated my freedom my sanity!

[Outro]
Chyeeeea! Glory!
Glory!
Glory!
Are you down with Zuby?
Welcome
Track Name: Moving Weight
[Intro]
See, one thing that outsiders don't understand about people like us
Is that we do this for more than just the glory or the image
Moving weight every single day
It’s more than just a hustle, it’s a way of life

[Verse 1]
Now this is a story all about how
My life got twist was born to move pounds
First time deal with steel like a vandal
Felt the appeal and was lit like a candle
Tubs for the mix, clips and the camo
Gloves for the grip, lift I can handle
Day, in the night, in the park with the fam or
One man deep with two guns like I’m Rambo
Take y’all back I was only sixteen
With a full grown mind head full of big dreams
To roll with the big boys, show with the big toys
Move that weight get swole with the big boys
18 inch like Ds that I wanted
Sixty keys so pleased when I'd done it
Pushed no fear growth never got stunted
And in two short years came back with a hundred
Seeing success so the honeys impressed
And the fellas getting jealous with the weight on my neck
Mad I’m getting big they don’t like when I flex
Never settle hit the pedal put the metal on my chest
Got to stay patient, never get stressed
If you move weight then you’re gonna get pressed
Pushing that raw and I’ve gotta hit depth
So please don’t trip while I’m repping my set
Working these wheels, still in this trap
Look at these guns, look at this back
Look at these arms take a look at these straps
Take a look at these chains, take a look at these racks
Look at these gains take a look at these facts
If you wanna know pain take a look at these cracks
Think it’s insane how I’m pushing these raps
But I never feel shame when I’m pushing these packs cuz

[Hook]
I’m out here moving weight
I’m out here moving weight
I’m out here moving weight
I do it for the love

I’m out here moving weight
I’m out here moving weight
I’m out here moving weight
I push and pull and shove

I’m out here moving weight
I’m out here moving weight
I’m out here moving weight
I never get enough

I’m out here moving weight
I’m out here moving weight
I’m out here moving weight
But I ain’t selling drugs

[Verse 2]
Ten years deep see the frame on me
Want to know how I got all these gains on me?
Self-paid grands from a self-raised plan
I’m a self-made man with no claim on me
I live free you can hate on me but
Good on you is looking great on me
Cuz I feel that burn like a flame on me
Every pound been earned there’s no shame on me
Go hard or go home, push it to failure
Keys, mad stuff, mad paraphernalia
Keep white dust on deck like a sailor
Grip gets loose trust me it's a saviour
1 rep, 2 rep, 3 rep, 4
Push 5 plates 6 plates come and get more
Weight gets dropped and it sticks to the pin frame
Keep that spot but I'm sick with the wrist game
Streets get hot move weight in the summer
Girls look hot lose weight in the summer
Don’t wanna move too straight with the butter
Out of shape cuz you moved too late with the cutter
Digital scale but I’m good with the number
Shift four keys and I’m good for the summer
Don't want to move too rude like a Hummer
But I might go out in the hood for a runner like
Look at this star, look at these lats
Look at these bars, look at these packs
Look at this weight take a look at these stacks
Take a look at this bench, take a look at these wraps
Look at this chalk take a look at these stats
If you wanna see form take a look at Z’s max
Think it’s insane how I’m pushing these raps
But I’ll never feel shame when I’m pushing these packs

[Hook]

[Outro]
Are you down with Zuby?
'Seven'. Anno Domini
Ha ha ha ha, this is dedicated to all my people
Grinding it out, making those gains, pushing that weight
Whether you're trying to gain it or lose it
It's all legal over here baby, ha ha ha ha
Bad Man
Let's let this one ride out a little

[Hook]
I’m out here moving weight
I’m out here moving weight
I’m out here moving weight

I’m out here moving weight
I’m out here moving weight
I’m out here moving weight

I’m out here moving weight
I’m out here moving weight
Track Name: This Is My Life
[Intro]
Chyea. People are always asking
"What is the meaning of life?"
And uh my personal philosophy is that
Life is what you make it
You choose what you want the meaning of your life to be
So, this is my life
Let me talk to 'em

[Verse 1]
The story of my life is weaved in harmony and artistry
This music is a part of me like blood is to an artery
Hardest go the farthest less abrasive in my armory
I love being an artist but this industry has hardened me
Underappreciated, it could be scene related
Every album's been fire and I never deviated
But my fans alleviate it, they feel my pain I paint it
On the tapestry of music and through every lyric stated
My struggle is abated though my hunger isn't sated
I'm a man full of emotion though it's rare to hear me say it
I'm getting stopped for pictures now I think I might be famous
But these DJs never play me like they don't know what my name is
I guess you're slow dummy, my flow is so money
And I'm slicker with the pen than half these rock and roll dunnies
But I'm sick of slow money, and in need of more honeys
I think it's time to sell out for that pop and show money, oh!

[Hook]
Don't do it man (nah)
Don't do it man (nah)
Don't do it man
Nah don't do it (why not?)
This is my life, this is my life!
This is my life, this is my life!
And I hustle hard, paid my dues
Gained my fans, made the news
Twenty thou, sold the truth
Nowadays I’m hater-proof! (chyeeea!)
This is my life, this is my life
This is my life, this is my life

[Verse 2]
I’ll trade the stress and all the hours and the hate that runs with it
For the glory and the power and the fate that comes with it
Make money for the music not the other way around
But if I want to feed a mil I can't be broke and unrenowned
Rather die and be remembered than live and be forgotten
Can’t be rotting in a cubicle I’d rather get it popping
I’m flexing my abilities and teaching like a prophet
But it’s hard to find stability when speaking for a profit
People try to fool you when they think that they can manage it
Industry will screw you if you never practice abstinence
Labels with no plans signing artists with no fans
Even then they get the rawest deal 360 is a scam
Recoup at 8% so even gold you owe money
And no one's going gold these fans don't want to blow money
Now your label is losing weight they’re trying to eat your show money
Plus the merch, plus the sync until you're left with no money, oh!

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I’m flowing hotter than a kettle now, handsome and in fettle now
Friends are always asking “Zuby, when you gonna settle down?”
Why? I don’t really see the rush
And unless you’re trying to wife me I don’t really see the fuss
To tour in every country and win a million Grammys
And drive a purple Lambo round a villa in Miami
A couple humble goals, a healthy way to please a family
So I’m cool being an uncle I don’t care to be a daddy
Or hubby or whatever honestly the thought puts fear in me
I’ll prolly tie it one day but the knot is not so near to me
Know that ambition’s probably bigger than a planet
You’ve never chased a vision then you wouldn’t understand it
Some say that I’m a dreamer cuz I say I want it all
There’s only one life to live and I’m not settling to crawl
That finished as a baby you get nothing if you I cry
I’m a grown ass man I’ll only get it if I try, so...

[Hook]
Go do it man (chyea!)
Go do it man (chyea!)
Go do it man
Yeah, go do it (hell yeah!)
This is my life, this is my life
This is my life, this is my life
And I'll hustle hard, pay my dues
Gain my fans, make the news
Hundred thou, sell the truth
Always gon’ be hater-proof! (chyeeea!)
This is my life, this is my life
This is my life, this is my life
Track Name: On Site
[Intro]
Bad Man
Chyea, chyea, chyea, chyea, chyeeea!
Are you down with Zuby?
OK, check it, yo, yo

[Verse 1]
I’m your momma’s favourite rapper...
She said I’m the next Eminem
I told her I was blacker
They say image is a factor...
I just grew out my beard
I’m not a terrorist attacker
But if you’re talking wordplay I’m the summit of a threat
Spit and leave these haters running like their stomach is upset
And it’s peak with no Imodium, left leaning on linoleum
Guess you could say I tear a bum apart like I’m Napolean
That’s a vacancy, wit with no complacency
Take my talent graciously and kill these records gracefully
Fans are daily rating me, couple people hating me
But wouldn’t say I’ve made it till these groupies dream of raping me
Pardon that fans I’m on a mission to get bigger
So mentally and physically I train to be a winner
Percy Miller with the vision there’s no limit to my vigour
I’m a smart black man don’t ever take me for a…

[Hook]
Zuby got the show hype
Love it cuz I flow tight
We can do this all night
You can get it onsite
(On site! on site! on site!
On site! on site! on site!)
Honey’s looking so right
And she’s on that grown vibe
Told you I have no type
She can get it onsite
(On site! on site! on site!
On site! on site! on site!)

[Verse 2]
Now let me welcome you to my home... (chyeeea!)
Where all the white girls love me
Like I’m Starbucks and an iPhone
So please respect my rhyme tone...
Or I will Dragon Punch you homie
Into a different time zone (shoryuken!)
Brain is full of randomness, the assonance is hazardous
I strive to be magnanimous but average is for amateurs
Lyrical lothario, hard and flowing ravenous
And always skipping cardio but breath control is fabulous
Yes! I’m sorry for the damages
I was a conscious rapper till they put me with the savages
Children stay in school, don’t sniff glue from out of canisters
Ride your bike with Freddy sing some rhapsodies on camera
Like 'We Are The Champions', industry the challengers
You bit the dust a while ago, now you just some ramblers
Keep egging me on, till I crack you like some scramblers
And flash you in a pan so you'll be crispy when I yam at ya!

[Hook]

[Outro]
Chyeeea! Bad Man
Chyea, chyea, chyea, chyea
Are you down with Zuby?
Track Name: Paint a Perfect Picture
[Verse 1]
I’m blessed and lyrically divine the truth is hidden by design
You only understand the meaning when you read between the lines
From beginning to my prime I live to challenge and define
I’m trying to etch a vivid scripture give a vision to the blind
An album is a glimpse of what I feel between the grind
So every night I free my mind and dump my thoughts between the lines
You see beyond the image when you look into my eyes
I’m trying to paint a picture through the rhythm and the rhyme
A child, I looked at everything with rosy tinted glasses
I thought Santa Claus was coming I thought every kid got passes
Now I see the proof the world ain’t really so attractive
Like the truth taxed all my youth and made the payments retroactive
They say I’m intellectual but never trying to lecture you
All I do is talk and treat this booth like a confessional
And I ain’t perfect but I hope that it’s effectual
I’m just a mortal man I want the candy not the vegetables

[Hook]
Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Think broke I can’t be with ya
My intention’s to get richer
My passion is my work
I’m trying to paint a perfect picture
A master is at work
I’m trying to paint a perfect picture yeah

Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Think broke I can’t be with ya
My intention’s to get richer
My passion is my work
I’m trying to paint a perfect picture
A master is at work
I’m trying to paint a perfect picture yeah

[Verse 2]
Zuby’s never been a puppet to the modern day oppression
So expect a stupid answer if you ask a stupid question
A threat to the whole system cuz I rap about progression
So they try to hold me back to push the ignorance and weapons
You fail cuz it’s a hobby but I win cuz it’s obsession
You think rap is just a job don’t understand the damn profession
Invest in every session spending hours on perfection
Trying to paint a perfect picture through my art and my reflection
It’s more than just expression, but tell me what’s important
Is it family, intent, or the material on surface?
Does it even matter if your life is a disservice?
You can never be the man if to humanity you’re worthless
To every kid that listens, every person who’s believing
I hope my music helps you every day of every season
And falling is essential you can win long as you’re breathing
Never sit on your potential man get up and keep achieving

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Time will wait for no one that’s a bitter pill to swallow
Your future’s in your hands and you can shape your own tomorrow
Or you can do what others do cuz sheep are made to follow
To the shear or to the slaughter either way the wave will follow
Time will wait for no one that’s a bitter pill to swallow
Your future’s in your hands and you can shape your own tomorrow
Or you can do what others do, sheep are made to follow
To the shear or to the slaughter either way the wave will follow
Track Name: The World Vs Me
[Intro: sampled]
Sometimes it feel like the whole world's against me (Bad Man)
Sometimes it feel like the whole world's against me (Anno)
Sometimes it feel like the whole world's against me ('Seven')
The whole world's against me

[Verse 1]
Sometimes I feel like the whole world’s against me
I try to live life but it furls against me
I try to see light but it twirls against me
Like the storms against me
Like these lines have fenced me
I try to go to sleep and I can feel the sign churning
My head spinning, heart racing, feel my mind burning
This nightmare is a prison I can’t wait until it’s over
Then I realise I’m awake and even worse than that I’m sober
My heart is fricking beautiful but you don’t ever see it
Could it be that I’m delusional and think beyond your remit?
Maybe it’s illusion and I’m tripping off the scenic
All these drugs ain't pharmaceutical I’m tweaking off the treatment
Never paid attention now you're telling me to leave it
Breathe in lines on my reflection like a narcissist conceited
I’m comfortable in solitude this substance makes me happy
And I'll never share my problem, cuz no one understands me

[Hook: sampled]
Sometimes it feel like
Sometimes it feel like
The whole world’s against me (that’s real talk)
The whole world’s against me (that’s real talk)

[Verse 2]
Sometimes I feel like the whole world’s against me
I had to give flight when it turned against me
I want to live life but it spurns against me
Like these storms that sent me
Like these walls that fence me
I don't want to be a burden, I don’t really have a choice
My future is uncertain, I don’t really have voice
I was a wealthy man but now I’m hungry and I’m poor
So understand I’m in your land because my country is at war
I made it here alive I’m luckier than many people
With my family and pride I even heard we could be equal
Tragedy I saw I witnessed death of many people
Never even broke a law but now you're saying I’m illegal
I'm more than just a number I'm a human with a meaning
And as soon home is calmer I'll be happy to be leaving
I want a stable job and for my children to be happy
I’m telling you my problem, I hope you'll understand me

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Sometimes I feel like the whole world’s against me
I try to live right but their words against me
I tried to be nice but they're hurled against me
Like the storms against me
No one more defends me
They told me that I'm worthless, I'm starting to believe it
Lying huddled on the floor and feeling totally defeated
Tried to earn your love, I don’t want it I don't need it
Man this world is fricking evil think it's better if I leave it
Suicidal thoughts from a suicidal man
With a suicidal brain and a suicidal plan
Fifty shots of bitterness will kill you if you swallow
Numb from the adrenaline but pain is gonna follow
Angel voices in my brain, speaking from tomorrow
“I can empathise with pain and I can understand your sorrow
You're never all alone, I felt the same I understand you
And that's only cuz I am you.”

[Hook]
Track Name: S.O.C.
[Intro]
Bad Man
'Seven'. Yo!

[Verse 1]
This is my stream of consciousness
I’ll spit till I lose consciousness
I’ll spit this seventh monsterous
Just to assert my dominance
Went from shy to confident
From unknown to prominent
Rich like Vanna White
Because I'll flip so many consonants
Trip like Dana White
Give them hits in every continent
My music is a mirror
For my honesty and confidence
Get a lot of compliments
So hate is just a consequence
Hope my fans still love me
When I’m known by half the populace
Never been incompetent
My childhood I was cognizant
That I was kind of different
Now I’m grown and still the opposite
Flow like it's incontinence
Lyrical astonishment
Trying to be a legend
Need a monument, accomplishments
Are what I'm making every day
I’m switching my position
They say my flow’s Illmatic
I was six when it was written
If I ruled the world
There’d be no need for ammunition
But I’m far from politician
Just a fricking good musician (chyeeea!)

[Hook]
I guess this can be the hook man
Cuz I ain’t write a hook fam
Yeah, I guess this can be the hook man
Cuz I ain't write a hook fam
I guess this can be the hook man
Cuz I ain't write a hook fam
I guess this can be the hook man
Cuz I ain't write a hook fam

[Verse 2]
I ain’t perfect, never was
Will be, or ever said I am
But working on myself
Because I’m trying to be a better man
Envy is for women
Jealousy is not a male trait
Me being a man
I can’t relate to all the mail hate
What’s with all this male hate?
What’s with all this misandry?
Don’t ever try belittle me
Good way to seek an injury
Taking all my liberties
Don’t never try to limit me
Cuz I can spit a thousand bars
Of metaphors and similes
Stupid don’t deserve me
I swear human beings irk me
When they’re not trying to kill me
Then they’re prolly trying to hurt me
But in my generation
It’s a different situation
Cuz we fiend for stimulation
But we’re scared of true relation
And I fit the description
I can make that observation
Cuz there’s girls I truly love
And yet my heart is too evasive
And girls who truly love me
But their heart is too impatient
So they never say they love me
Cuz they're worried that I’ll break it
Damn...
I don’t mean to be a villain
I guess I’m hard to satisfy
I thought that we were chilling
She still thinks I’m still amazing
So it’s complex on occasion
All these exes, couple 'whys'
It’s like an algebra equation huh?

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I never had a hater
Until I started rapping
Now my life is full of action
While they’re sitting home and fapping
Talking “Zuby’s not real!
Zuby’s so wack!
Zuby’s got no skills
I swear that Zuby can’t rap!”
But Zuby’s damn cool
Consensus of majority
The black kid in school
This time you’re the minority
Who said that I wasn’t hip-hop?
Who gave ‘em authority?
Opinion’s out of place
Like thirty pricks in a sorority
I’m blowing up the industry
I’m sick of them ignoring me
I’m sick of all these labels
Giving rappers no priority
Sick of all these playlists
Manufacturing seniority
Then claim to play the hits
As if they didn’t pay accordingly
A lot of people doubted me
They said I couldn’t do it (who?)
The one that people bound to see
I’m living through my music
I’ve got my team surrounding me
Ten thousand people proud of me
So I don’t give a damn
If you don’t even like the sound of me

[Outro]
But if you do then I love you, ha ha ha
Bad Man, Anno Domini
Seventh time around baby can you believe it?
Chyeeea! Are you down with Zuby?
Team Zuby stand up, all my people around the world
You are appreciated yo, yeah
Ha ha, I guess this can be the hook man
Cuz I ain't write a hook fam
Chyea, I guess that this can be the hook maaan
Because I never wrote a hook fam