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You're listening to my new LP
If you didn't buy it then my man listen please Don't dub a tape you can go to the store And if they sold out tell them 'please get more' John Reu and for the few that was askin' Middle name Reuben and my last name is Zappin Action packed satisfaction guaranteed I'm about to enter in and give them what they need And continue eat up the menu We won't pretend to do things we can't do Just hit your venue soon to be in your community Once again I want to thank you for the opportunity (chorus) Yes indeed like who I John Reu Do promise you the listener always to Keep it innovative dang on it My name is John Reuben and you have my word on it We're about to use all we have Throwing out attention getters simply just to grab Focus channel in Because if you're like me you have a short attention span Some say ADD, I just think that I'm lazy I let my mind go to where ever it wants to take me and Sometimes it's good and sometimes it's not For a while it was active but then it stopped You see I had writer's block but I got restocked To hit creative mode with a load of thought The sure shot baby rockin it From the bottom to the top of it We keep it full full motion full swing full everything Bring the type of sound that makes your ear thank you for listening Glistening from the shine I put on the mind Positive outlook now bring in the hook (chorus) Hold up let me make a quick statement You see it's all about putting things in its proper placement Nothing wrong with a sloppy arrangement I learned that long ago in a Pataskala basement We lad with my finger on a drum pad Not bad meaning good but bad meaning bad A fad it wasn't good we weren't Sometimes we had to hit the stage and get burnt But a thanks to everyone who chose to bite their tongue Instead of busting us out you could have made us look dumb But you didn't and I appreciate your courtesy Now here's a few things I need to say urgently One, this record won't ever sell a million Two, Little Richard thinks I look like Bob Dylan Three, Dan's my bro Kathleen's my mom Now you tell me what that has to do with this song |
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(You know what man, say)
I screamed to God out of frustration After another day of waking and hating the fact That I’m still where I’m at What’s the point of all of this? Cuz I’m not seeming to find it Is it meaningless? I search the reason behind it 'cause these moments seem to drag on forever and these years on end seem to have never been this Desperation has formed repetition within Too insecure to pretend that I’m too weak to defend Here it comes again all in my world again Left with no direction no beginning no end The days blend together and the weather never changes Numb to the outcome but yet not quite painless Aimless to whether or not I made a mistake And if so how far is too far before it’s too late Should I wait? but then what would be too long To reverse the effects if I was wrong? (chorus) Hindsight is a beautiful thing When you can look back and see what patience and time can bring *repeat 4x* Is it a must that I’m here is it a must that I stay In order to look forward must I look away We're moving towards a new day Unsure of what tomorrow will bring our way I’m not even quite sure of what this day holds I say we travel the unknown and watch it unfold Hold today close while still reaching for tomorrow Through the test of time I’ve seen joy overcome sorrow So with every trial I endure With hopes to mature into what I was created for More than life itself I want life itself Press past the present until forever is felt And take hold of the hidden mystery Wide eyed and open I now see differently If it’s to be then give me the strength to be content And find peace in knowing one day it'll all make sense (chorus) Hindsight is a beautiful thing When you can look back and see what patience and time can bring *repeat 4x* Learning to accept the unexpected 'cause the unknown wasn’t here for me to correct it So I let it go and stopped trying to control the impossible Simply put tossed in the shuffle At a young age just like everyone else So I don’t feel sorry for you or for myself Love is bigger than that and I’m not below or above The way it moves, even though the things it does To my train of thought can bring about doubt and uncertainty Patience tends to not agree with my psyche That’s more than likely just some pride in me Fighting expectations of where I think my life should be Selfishly I forget so quickly Let me never forget Lord break me in humility Some sort of amazing grace on me As I look back upon my life and where You’ve taken me (chorus) Hindsight is a beautiful thing When you can look back and see what patience and time can bring *repeat 4x* Hear the call peace fall From trial to triumph I want your hand in it all Allow me to know where to stand in it all Life Giver (now check it out, I'm sayin') Hear the call peace fall From trial to triumph I want your hand in it all Allow me to know where to stand in it all Life Giver (chorus) |
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(chorus)
Hey sound man turn me up man let it surround them Right here right now It's up to him to mix me in with my vocal blend from start to end No party crashin me and my fellow mc's we keep it smashin Enter the place and watch the crowd start reactin With the all shoot back up back up Mr. Sound Man turn my track up track up Even though I might be the act to open up Show me love dear friend please don't jack me up (chorus) Sound man I trust you It's a must to hop on your toys and raise the noise up To a volume that makes the people want to swoon free Up the music to consume the room Cuz when it comes down to it All that we've got is MC's and DJ's And whether or not the man on the boards can afford to feel friendly To every mc never make the sound man your enemy (chorus) Big headed mc's and uptight bands all over the land They're ticking off the sound man Ego's on ten but in the same trend You've got sound folk who provoke and do it to them Not to mention the security guard who tries hard to be hard And takes his job a little too far And I understand your need for attitude But I don't see why we need to spare the gratitude So I'll be the first to say job well done Thank you sound man you're second to none I also speak on behalf of the DJ And on that note I feel we've earned the right to say (chorus) |
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(chorus)
Let's get it done right Everybody in the place is welcome tonight So let's run the night Hot coffee now keep me awake For goodness sake it's late and now i'm feeling it I've got so much on the mind with the need to unwind Leave the day behind now are you feeling it There's nothing wrong with that right Everyone needs a break in life so I'm going to take one tonight Empty the stress and find rest instead Double dose of comatose drain my head and go brain dead I went blank I thank God for these moments when I don't have to think I'm up in here while the night is near Hey DJ Manuel put the music in my ear Let me hear something contagious infectious Play the set with freshness Ah yes I guess the guest list includes you and I And everyone else that chose to reply (chorus) The sun is setting letting the night creep on in Outside in the streets I see the folks peeking in One by one they start to slowly leak in Looking lovely my friends what a unique blend A collection of humanity brought to one spot Individuals ready to unleash what they got Yes and yes indeed bring Something slick to mix up the evening From entering to the time of leaving We kept on and must continue keeping Your interest peeking Cuz you came seeking For more than the ordinary less than extraordinary Lord prepare me cuz I don't want to move on illusion Hibernation in a fantasy of confusion I choose so I chose the Life Giver Cuz how could we create without love for the Creator (chorus) Come here folks we're about to provoke the night Promote the night not just soak in the night Take advantage of the night speak life through the night Driven to give them some sort of peace in the night While I'm with them I'm spitting wisdom Hoping to hit them get them to listen And make the room start living Come alive we're about to tune it right Take my hand we're about to dance under the moon light (chorus) |
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Suffocated by my own will
Your life is freedom and I want to start breathing Closed in by my options lost in a mire Of my own selfish impulse motive and desire Constantly considering the consequences Yet continue in the nonsense with a clear conscience What did I think was going to happen What makes this time any different from the last one So I'm asking to get rid of this distraction Because on my own I feel myself collapsing Lungs gasping from a lack of air and what for When I know that there's got to be more out there (chorus) Breathe in, breathe out I'm tired of holding my breath It's been a while since I've seen this side surface Feeling far from home and distant from purpose Worthless this Earth is I wished to vanish from it Is it pointless or am I too stupid to take advantage of it Isn't life more valuable than just existing And aren't dreams more valid than just simple wishing Force myself to listen sit in the silent golden as it may be At times it feels violent But I'll be patient and wait for your calm to come Even though I get anxious and feel the urge to run For I know where my strength comes from even though I get anxious and feel the urge to run (chorus) Sometimes you feel like no one can stop you And other times you feel like you have nothing to offer Like right now I might be scared to death of death And tomorrow I won't even care about my next breath Left in the dark mad I can't see somewhere between pride and apathy And I continue on and press past the chaos I feel I just wish for one moment it would all stand still for real I wish the world would just stop and let me catch my breath Return to that place of childlike rest In attempts to gain more sometimes you come up less It's got me wanting to get away I guess We're all looking for a place of simplicity But it's a complex world and you can't hide from it's activity But it sure would be nice to leave the world around So I run towards the son/sun to shed the Earth that surrounds (chorus) |
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You ever felt somethin' you couldn't explain?
No definition, no name. Just a feeling. No definition, no name. I looked at her, she looked back at me. Her face looked different, I said, I looked at her, she looked back at me. Her face looked different, than I, than I... I looked at her, she looked back at me. Her face looked different than I pictured...hold up. I looked at her, she looked back at me. Her face looked different than I pictured it. And then there was me: Analyzing life more than I was living. Anything possible good, I destroyed before the chance was ever given. See, if I never have anything, I'll never have to lose anything; but then again if I never had anything worth losing I guess I lost everything. Either way, you could say, Pain will become a result from both, So actually I'm giving in to the very thing that I fear the most: Losing it all, Everything, Completely unaware, That a fear of failure was the one thing that was taking me there. Fear of life, Fear of love, Fear of man, Failure to relate How I and God, and His voice to me Would even begin to translate. So I wait To escape This condition of rationalizing my own destruction. But I keep on listening to the voices that don't deserve my discussion. I looked at her, she looked back at me. Her face looked different than I pictured it. I looked at her, she looked back at me. Her face looked different than I pictured it. I looked at her, she looked back at me. Her face looked different than I pictured it. I looked at her, she looked back at me. Her face looked different than I pictured it. I looked at her, she looked back at me. Her face looked different than I pictured it. You ever felt something you couldn't explain? No definition, no name. Just a feeling. No definition, no name. Check this out yall- She's an artist, all right, Capable of some of the most abstract stuff imaginable, And it's made personal for me. You see, she uses my mind as the canvas To create her manipulated perspectives on life, So I'm the only one that can even see what I see, ha. Until the art hits the heart, And begins to take an outward expression, Kind of like an involuntary confession of the soul and who's in control. And how many minds have been painted By the hands of crafty irrationality, And have different paintings of reality Hanging on the walls in a fictional gallery? I looked at her, she looked back at me. Her face looked different than I pictured it. I looked at her, she looked back at me. All right, I say- I say now, hold up, hold it up. I looked at her, she looked back at me. Her face looked different than I pictured it. I looked at her, she looked back at me. Her face looked different than I pictured it. You ever felt something you couldn't explain? No definition, no name. Just a feeling. No definition, no name. I looked at her, she looked back at me. I looked at her, she looked back at me. Actions speak louder than words and I've come to find, That I've been building on a design that could only be found in my mind. Blind to the force behind what caused my accuracy to be tainted, 'Cause my mind was smart enough to manipulate itself, But not smart enough to figure out it was being manipulated. I looked at her, she looked back at me. Her face looked different than I pictured it. I looked at her, she looked back at me. Her face looked different than I pictured it. I looked at her, she looked back at me. Things looked different than I pictured it. I looked at her, she looked back at me. Things looked different than I pictured it. Than someone pictured it, Than someone pictured it, Than someone pictured it, Than someone pictured it, Than someone pictured it, Than someone pictured it, (I looked at her, she looked back at me) Than someone pictured it! Than someone pictured it. You ever felt somethin' you couldn't explain? No definition, no name. Just a feeling. No definition, no name. You ever felt somethin' you couldn't explain? No definition, no name. Just a feeling. No definition, no name. There are things I can't explain! No definition, no name. Just a feeling. No definition, no name. You ever felt something you couldn't explain?! No definition, no name! Just a feeling! No definition! No name! |
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Yeh people been like yo Reuben, "Where ya been?
Where ya been the last couple of years?" I'm like, "Hey man I ain't gone no where I've just been marinatin' n sarinating n hurkulatin in the lab" So they're like, "Hey yo man you know... where's hip hop going?" An' I'm like "Iunno but I'm here to take the game back The game is officially mine. It's officially mine" Hold on. Now everybody sing along Reuben, what is he dipidy doin'? (C'mon ladies sing it) Reuben, what is he dipidy doin'? This ego was quick to say That he was better than me better be correct Before you step and try to sever my integrity please You MCs need to quit it I mean do you really think that you're the only ones who get it And what is it we don't get huh? Maybe that empty book bag that you sport as a gimmick To the timberland boots that have never been scuffed All the while you're still hollering rugged and rough I call your bluff you're just like the rest of them The only difference Is you follow a less popular trend, friend Tell me how are you going to dog the mainstream Then turn around in the underground and do the exact same thing That you're dissing You get what I'm putting down I say a gimmick can be found above as well as underground And since what's real can't be defined by culture or man I'm curious as to what makes you think that you can Sing along! Reuben, what is he dipidy doin'? Reuben, what is he dipidy doin'? (n' all the fellas sing) Reuben, what is he dipidy doin'? (n' all the lady's sing) Reuben, what is he dipidy doin'? Ideas start occurring and words start stirring Never would I suggest this to be the best It's just, I like putting words on mics It's something I like to do something I find nice Don't' need to dominate or inflate my confidence Hot no problem giving M.C's complements But some get mad at me Like they want to battle me Upset because I made their hip hop happy Actually I think you tough guys are corny And my LP comes with a foolproof warranty If you buy it and don't like it feel free not to listen I'm not sure about a refund but you're welcome to diss it 'Cause I don't will not and won't ask you to React to the beat if you're not feeling it But perhaps, maybe you are, in that case it goes One for the treble, two for the base Arrogance mixed with ignorance will and can Bring forth a man that don't really understand But claims he does And you know what, that's not good (n' all the fellas say) Reuben, what is he dipidy doin'? (hey hey ladies) Reuben, what is he dipidy doin'? (n' all the fellas sing) Reuben, what is he dipidy doin'? (now hey lady's sing) Reuben, what is he dipidy doin'? Ya'll got to be kidding Man, some of ya'll treat art like it was some sort of religion Following the rules one two and on through To the point you don't create art, art created you Ya'll got to be kidding Some of ya'll treat hip hop like it was some sort of religion Following the rules one two and on through To the point you don't create hip hop, hip hop created you Reuben, what is he dipidy doin'? (he cant win the realm) Reuben, what is he dipidy doin'? (a..a realm..n when u come to the realm, its gonna be like that. im not sure why but it does...so remember that) Scratching.. "I know you gonna like this" Scratching... Ahh haha..this is off the heazzie From the logically cleazzie I jus wanna say this joint is off the heazzie We jus keep dippidy doin it baby..haha yeh Yo this is nicholas mark..lpresident of the JRFC You know im dippidy doin it Oh yeh n' don't forget to bring your items For the bake sale I'm having this weekend..Thanks Hey this is grant bass player extraordinaire n' sometimes I play the guitar but you know how that goes Hu hu hu hu hu thats how I dippidy do it Hey yo this is Cleasie Cleasie Cleasie n u know I'm uhh back behind the boards n uh..this is how I dippidyy -doOooo..oOoo..Ooo a dippidy do..a dooey dooey dooey dooey doo ddo You know what I'm sayin'? As u can see There are 2 kinds of people in life There are dim that do n' there are that dippidy do Which one are you? As for me... I'm a dippidy dooer... peace Crowd...n fade out |
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(Thank you, thank you very much)
Give the band a round of applause join the cause As me and Manchild flap our jaws and rap raw, huh Got to be optimistic We twist it different your paradigm is shifted And it's positively terrific audibly We flipped it awkwardly How do we did it done it dang it or do I mean do it Keep it fluid let's move it I make people music, music sweet music Every now and then you have to renew it Still the formula stays the same we just like to mix the elements And watch them rearrange because change is good It keeps perspective keen But trying to be different don't really mean that you're doing anything That hasn't been done still The style is identical to none (chorus) Oh yes and the band plays on Every where we go it's the same old song See I know there's really nothing new under the sun But yet I want to do it like it's never been done I'm not even sure what's next I'll let my thoughts collect and do my best to connect Without begging for your respect Or maybe just a little what the heck Now, you enter in new mindset Yup fresh water gets the mind wet Are we there yet On point yet All that I am or all I can Until there's nothing left [Othello] My gift of gab is sort of sweet a summer night's dream Capture the elaborate colors that life brings Paint a vivid picture put the pieces in their places Ain't many saying A through Z to make their statements To get your point across in 8 bars is a task To make them wanna hear more of your point of views advanced We're up until all hours of the night dropping the science that drives us in life Christ and opportunities to rock the mic (chorus) [manchild's verse] (chorus) |
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Bright and early in the morning and my day's on track
Hot coffee in the kitchen? Okay, I'll take it black. 66 degrees with a comfortable breeze, I guess every now and then you get days like these. And I'm thankful, hit the city streets grateful, We're livin' life to the upmost while we're young and able. While others fable about where they come from, We got nothing to hide, we're far from stardom. Chorus: P-A-T-A-S-K-A-L-A, O-H-I-O P-a (P-a), t-a (t-a), s-k (s-k), a-l-a -repeat- We never did anything in that place, just waste time, Talkin' about what we'd do if givin the chance to. You know, stupid things that we never live out, It sure was cool for a moment to think about. You could say just an innocent exaggeration, Just some young adults have fun, by imagination, But somehow we stretched ourselves and started livin' it. Life is funny sometimes, isn't it? We're in the sky on the plane over European terrain, Lookin' down to the ground we watched the earth change. At night in the car over looked by afar, Thinkin' to ourselves, none of this is really ours. Perspective changes, we could never claim this Life, Yahweh spoke and showed us what our aim is. Something that wasn't alive by heartbeat and breath, And something that's not left with bone and flesh. Chorus Life is too short to sweat the minimal, And things that once seemed simple now seem valuble. Like the simple satisfaction of being content, And the simple satisfaction in the time we spent. I value everything our friendship meant, Even though you never paid me back the money I lent. Speakin' of which, the other day, your mom I saw her, I had to tell her Scott Bellows still owed me 50 dollars. Chorus (In Background) This one goes out to the one we know, From Kid Flow to Fourth Avenue, Mr. Scott Bellows -repeat- I'm wantin' all heads to break up. Open ears to listen, Scott Bellows is the fellow with the grand design and 'vention. Reuben asked me to throw in a twenty second verse, I have a rhyme and some time, But oh well, what could it hurt. Out of style, out of practice, Out of touch and out of taste, I started thinkin' to the days of the showcase. So I set off to explorer the store of lyrics in my head, But for hours I got nothin', and I wrote this instead. (Note: This should be right. The only part I'm not exactly sure about is the last part, after the song ends.) |
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