Nowadayz (feat Evidence, C-Rayz Walz, Pep Luv, & React) - DJ JS-1, Evidence, C-Rayz Walz

Yo, live from my laboratory.

Lock my documents

Collab with JS-1, cross the continent

Confidence, blow your shit to no tomorrow, kid

We cold-hearted, but instead of borrow, give

I used to live a little different from the rest

Like «Instead of guard your grill, better guard your chest»

Knock out, see blues, greens, and red

Internal bleeding in Sweden in hospital beds

Understand the fact, understand the difference

A lot of shit ain’t hot—you might fit the description

Print this, back drop nucleus

Turns on apex, blowers with Nitrous

Dilated squad super-charged flows

This year, fuck a jab—time to upper cut foes

Pick your mic up like the weapon you chose

And let off 'til all competition is froze

Dilated

«Nowadays, it’s the ways of the underground» — Artifacts' «C'mon Wit Da Git

Down»

«Bring it back—that old New York rap» — KRS-One's «Bring It Back»

«The underground»

«Ground Original» — Tonedeff

«New York City» — C-Rayz Walz

Your pessimistic flows have no chance of stopping this

Right before my Prime—I guess I’m in my Optimus

The spiritual who conduct lyrical rituals are limited in numbers

Among physical individuals who slumber

Rehearsing nervous nurseries won’t raise your dead poem

I rep the underground sound like Chud with headphones

Spit in your face, make my statements clear

My Chinese astrology leaves me stuck in the Basement Year

Extract the fear, get the facts clear.

I swear

Y’all pussies ain’t been fresh since your last pap smear (Yeah)

The Evidence is here to enhance your petty sight

And JS (One!) still nice with his hands like Jerry Rice

I don’t need to end the verse in punctuation.

Just pump the bass in

Watch my posse jump in and punch your face in

I’m saying, «I'll become another memory to y’all

A legend in the hood with my name on the walls because…»

«Nowadays, it’s the ways of the underground» — Artifacts' «C'mon Wit Da Git

Down»

«Bring it back—that old New York rap» — KRS-One's «Bring It Back»

«The underground»

«Ground Original» — Tonedeff

«New York City» — C-Rayz Walz

You know your nigga Pep get Love

When I tunnel through the underground like Dig Dug, making black noise

Mental food, crude black oil for you overemotional cats that lack poise

Go through your b-boy convulsion as we keep coasting

Super duper fly on a natural high, posting

We 'bout to bring that real rap thrill back

The zest and the zeal that you mass appeal cats can feel

Threaten when we get energetic and set it

And soothe you with this musical sedative

I breathe life into the beat and let it live

My raps are rhetoric when the shit get competitive

For the love of my peeps and dope beats

I’mma keep it copacetic for my folks in the streets

As the all-eye-seeing earthquakes the ground

JS be easy on the cut.

No mistakes allowed

«Nowadays, it’s the ways of the underground» — Artifacts' «C'mon Wit Da Git

Down»

«Bring it back—that old New York rap» — KRS-One's «Bring It Back»

«The underground»

«Ground Original» — Tonedeff

«New York City» — C-Rayz Walz

I’m from the right side of the map, wrong side of the tracks

B-side of the wax.

East side and we back

React.

(Yo, who the hell is that?)

In a minute and a half, you won’t be asking that

I kick a classic rap to surpass the wack

So feel the aftermath of the Jurassic scratch

Ayyo, I have to laugh at the nonsense they talk

They be running at the mouth but can they walk the walk?

Yo, I live in New York and that’s the city that never sleeps

It’s where dirty deeds get done dirt-cheap

And I creep down deep below the surface

Devising new ways to make the wack feel nervous

My purpose on Earth is to write this

And there’s two things you can do about it: nothing and like it

You might get food if you come from out of town

But we down, by Lord, worldwide, underground

«Nowadays, it’s the ways of the underground» — Artifacts' «C'mon Wit Da Git

Down»

«Bring it back—that old New York rap» — KRS-One's «Bring It Back»

«The underground»

«Ground Original» — Tonedeff

«New York City» — C-Rayz Walz

Peace, this is Afrika Bambaataa with my brother DJ JS-1 as he rock,

shock your funky mind.

One more time.

One time for your mind.

Hit me!