Seven, by Zuby

Seven

by Zuby

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1.	Glory 03:25	lyrics	buy track
[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
2.	Moving Weight 04:16	lyrics	buy track
[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
3.	This Is My Life 03:42	lyrics	buy track
[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
4.	On Site 02:29	lyrics	buy track
[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?
5.	Paint a Perfect Picture 03:00	lyrics	buy track
[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
6.	The World Vs Me 03:41	lyrics	buy track
[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]
7.	S.O.C. 03:46	lyrics	buy track
[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

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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 UK

Zuby is an independent British rapper and creative entrepreneur, known for his authentic, positive lyricism and inspirational message.

He has sold tens of thousands of albums independently, performed in 8 countries, and amassed 2 million social media followers.

Zuby was born in England, raised in Saudi Arabia, and is a graduate of Oxford University. ... more