Earthtones

by Crown City Rockers

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Released in 2004. features Gift of Gab (Blackalicious), Zumbi (Zion I) , Scarub (Living Legends/Afro Classics), Destani Wolf, David Boyce.

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released August 26, 2014

All songs recorded, mixed & mastered by Headnodic
except where noted *

Crown City Rockers is:
Raashan Ahmad
Kat O1O
Max MacVeety
Headnodic
Woodstock

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Raashan Ahmad Santa Fe, New Mexico

Raashan Ahmad is an MC with a thriving career as a solo artist & front man for the live hip-hop group Crown City Rockers. He has garnered critical acclaim from worldwide press. Raashan’s albums The Push & For What You’ve Lost garnered worldwide attention and earned him the admiration of fans as he has toured feverishly throughout North America, Europe, Japan, Australia, and Brazil. ... more

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Track Name: Another Day
Another Day

Another day scribe writing fighting the force
The fabulous never faking the funk
Fool fever in my bones got me sweating solid gold microphones
On some brand-new leave me alone
Or love me to the world sunset earth unfurl
Long arm of the pen, I done did it again
From miraculous men and women that blend
Into the earth rotation wind
The roads hard and long but yo I be
And that’s a guarantee that you could never disagree
Another day rhyme writing fighting the force
Saying nothing when I speak gotta stay on course
But sometime a brother just wanna spit rhymes
Talk about my shine or my zodiac sign and bra
That’s the element that make me love the song
It’s the balance or ma’at come along
Rhyme writing fighting the force that make
Mother nature laws deal with man laws
I gotta pause on that and react to what’s real
Cuz no man can make that sunshine feel
Deal with folks best after solo time
No interruption from the world creeping in my mind
Another day scribe writing fighting the force
Another day rhyme writing fighting the force


CHORUS:


Another day rhyme writing pressure is on
I stayed up all night making hip-hop songs yo
Now it’s 12 noon soon I gotta pay rent
It seems all the loot I got before I had was spent
Now the hustle start again I look around my crib
Scouting things I could sell just to make that dough
Another day rhyme writing pressure is on
Aint kept up with my friends now the vibe is gone
Yo I know I need to call e-mail or write
It aint nothing personal I mean the love is tight
It’s just the last 5 years I been seeing mad change
Became more introvert it’s all so strange I’m
Rhyme writing pressure is on
I wanna move to the desert play guitar songs
Move away from the big city crime and fear
Cept I know the world needs me here you too
Peace to all of the heads in the b-sides crew
The ghostface night was hype and sade too
Live band beat crew trying to make things fresh
Hip-hop purists hating on us trying to bring that stress


CHORUS:
Track Name: Balance ft. Scarub
BALANCE

I float with the sensation of flying underwater aqua acrobatics like dolphins flippin’ backwards tuckin’ in and the returning or plungin’ in swimming deep in the sky diving got a eagles eye to keep a close watch on you watchin me watch it now we futuristic you could miss it if you blink some shootin stars will fall with this pad of ink if we were in the same crew yo I’d have a fatter link just sit and think about it while we push it to the brink and route it thru your city thru your town come on now we rip it down dynamic duo shining like a jewel deep inside your pool of thought come on just rock with me

I float with the elation of sunshine and rain similar gain frame the aim on point we rock citizens I’m hitten them and gaining momentum when spittin’ truth and venom all these suckas is sickenin a yo scarub (it’s like a bodyblow) crown city fa show interlock with the 4/4 makin it grow rockin the show dance fevah people let me see ya started on the kik but then I ended on the…I know you love it so I do it one more time the flow and vibe feelin blend rollin’ up the skin I’m in h2o and cinnamon flavor and some vitamins

Chorus:We came to give you what you wan’t counterbalance it with what you need/ what you want/what you need/ what you want/what you need

It’s the end of the world as we know it yeah it’s the changing of times for better or worse or which way you’re hopping the line will you find yourself victorious or on the side of the dying and when it’s all said and done was it fun or wasted on crying we got them hot compositions for them cold city nights when ain’t nothing going right and you searching for the light see as the planet jumps through orbits like elephants through hoops peep the circus of affairs best be aware of this troop we combine to give you what you want counterbalance it with what you need the outcomes alternative medicine open up let us in soothing with music so ya’ll take heed

Plant the seed water and weed marinate with some spice we ready to feed I be backpackin all alone lost in the zone lost in my dome getting grown movin along pondering the universe while I’m hittun up dag poetics I had a slave to the system I tag it ain’t all bad balance got this dude so rad words inspire so I love vocab just a baby on this earth but through hunger and thirst I got girth and on a steady quest for come on first we all in together now come on move with the rhythm we can work it out

Chorus:We came to give you what you wan’t counterbalance it with what you need/ what you want/what you need/ what you want/what you need
Track Name: Sidestep ft. Destani Wolf
Sidestep

Seaside
Salt winds cry
When you gonna see your divine

Seaside
Salt winds cry
When you gonna see your divine

Seaside
Salt winds cry
When you gonna see your divine

Noisemaker verbalist champ of amp fire speaker
Form a extra line like a fake adidas sneaker
Step up front get pushed sideways
Living life vivid color you stuck them grays
Time pays patience cash the most bucks
Travel on a planet where life sucks but
Shine beautiful like earthtones
Future is now, hope that you see your way home
5 minutes of funk separate the good stuff from the junk
Turn it up a notch let the beat bump
Get crunk jump bounce to bling bling
But never get attached to no material things
Got style finesse brown skin, bird chest
Funky like James Brown back-ups you wack what
wassup the whole crowd now knows
You got fresh beats but you lack them flows
and you keep getting chickens cuz you jock them hoes
You can’t write rhymes cuz you smoke you know
Yo go to the forefront let love lead
I’ll take the first step and I will succeed


CHORUS:

Seaside
Salt winds cry
When you gonna see your divine

Seaside
Salt winds cry
When you gonna see your divine

Seaside
Salt winds cry
When you gonna see your divine

Enticing winds to call the fire
Driving soul rebels cause and desire
Higher to the purist ways
Where truth gravitates
Once again, a beautiful space


VERSE 2

My life like glossaries prophesies plans
Reach for the God sound walk with man
Solitude harbor crude thoughts in solo
Trustworthy I self help with love
Blind by because maybe for season after season
Breakthrough take to long
Find peace in hip-hop songs cuz drums is so strong
Beat out of my chest like my last
Moved to caress natural factual untouchable
Feelable healable realness
Greater than the life span moment of bliss ness
Feel so real undeniable dismiss just this
Arm
Leg
Leg
Arm
Head
Walking, most of my life been at war with myself
But I just found jewels and tools that I need
To proceed and succeed past need and greed that man feed on
Yo the journey is so strong
Take a hit of the rhythm and float on


CHORUS:

Seaside
Salt winds cry
When you gonna see your divine

Seaside
Salt winds cry
When you gonna see your divine
Seaside
Salt winds cry
When you gonna see your divine

Seaside
Salt winds cry
When you gonna see
You are, you are, divine!
Track Name: B-Boy interlude
B-Boy
Beat street wild style yo mtv raps
Rap city 76 (cadi)lacs and soul claps
Abstract, kangols and baseball hats
R.T.D. l.p’s and subway maps
Gang tats, kicking fresh freestyle raps
Hoodied up looking so what and being in packs
Star wars corner stores getting yours world tours
One arm hugs, new songs making you bug
Walkman’s, that rapper you can’t stand
Not being able to rhyme without using your hands
The running man soul jams 88 to 93
Rakim M.C. Lyte Stetsasonic Heavy D
Wack M.C’s?, Fresh M.C.’s!
Windmills 90’s pop lock rock freeze!
Stacking cheese, 40’s and trees
t-shirts khackis, doing things the G way
like Graffiti on the freeway
Altadena east bay, moving your neck
Where your hands in the air is a sign of respect
Street intellect derilect knowledge in the rhyme
Greeting with a pound nod
Throwing up a sign
The perfect set, when D.J.’s get wreck
The feeling when the music in the club make you sweat
Mix tapes acting like your hard when you ain’t
Sound and smell of an aerosol can when you paint


CHORUS:
I love, being a B-Boy!


B-Boy pose while you rappin’ along
Everybody in the club really feeling the song
It started in New York with some tables and mics
Now every country on the planet got somebody who write
And that’s tight like fistfights
Really going thru it paying dues doing music
Tagging black books, hardcore looks
Circles so the dancers get busy
Culture felt and dealt from suburbs to inner cities
Ugly and pretty people get with me group photos
Slang rhyming to yourself just to maintain
With your booming system rocking fresh gear
Records in pairs B-Girls backpacks
Kinda limping when you walk cuz it’s been like that
Riding the rails staring at walls by train tracks
Croquasacks saggin rocking with a live band
Ripping next level music with the mic in my hand
Where my friends is fam you hear the music groove to it
Being first generation hip-hop music
Culture pride rocking hats to the side plushed out rides
All beat diggers worldwide
Vibe to the drum loops, soul reggae and roots
Forming groups, idolizing scrap and scoop
Knowing the “B” in B-Boy stands for break
I’m still using the term yo it sound so great


CHORUS:
I love being a B-Boy
Track Name: Fortitude ft. Gift of Gab
Fortitude

Pen and pad annihilator violator higher state of
Wide awake and rhyme and vital tidal wave
Enter this recital slay the mic all day microwave
Mental frequencies as we take over your mind obey
Trying to find a way out of this verbal maze jumanji lions
Main recital making life so great when rappers praying
Like they slaying something climb and raise a light
And dine on they design recline and shine and trying
To strike your spine and blow your mind away
I’m kinda hey sorta like a Monterey eel
I’ma build with the skill till it’s left and gone away
Puffing on a j I contemplate this whole hip-hop monopoly
The buildings full of flossers step aside and let the players play

Float like a butterfly
Sting like a python
Walk like Egyptians
Color like a krylon
Dance like an African
Cool like what’s happening
Soul like a sneaker
Rock your whole bleacher
Freak of the speaker heat ya my words are the rhythm that reach ya
Not a teacher but seeker return of the rhyme creature
Divine in the mind keeper a beat and I’ll shine preacher
Make you recline deeper the fact I’m a flow freaker
Cut like 81 dance like 92
It’s 2003 b-side pedigree
Ready as I’ll ever be to take over the melody
Melodically melodical that’s the way we charging yo

CHORUS:
Mic check 1, 2, here’s how we come thru
Ready to show you forms of rhyme kung fu
Rock hard
Move hard
Latitude
Longitude
Attitude
Fortitude
Here’s how we bomb crews

Mic check 3, 4, here’s what we came for
Ready to explore tear up the dance floor
Rock hard
Move hard
Latitude
Longitude
Attitude
Fortitude
Here’s how we bomb crews


Verse 2

Hear the champ hit and vamp bogle b-boy stance
Mic lance a sharp sword thru your entrance
Freelance the sentence the raps is intense
For instance just dance or body rock get amped

Amped guerrillas in the mist lyricist pillaging
Villages images thrill the realla so feel a the lyrical
Killer dealing is healing your spirit lift
Appearing the bliss take it to the infinite

Living it spirited face it or you fearing it

Truth are you living it

The one and only benefit
Magnificent motivated I’m shocking and celebrated
Street and I’m elevated funky and unformulated

The educated headalated celebrated elevated
Meditated hella faded just went never waited
Devastating ever blazing heaven raising
Penetrating many nations liberating
Making ya’ll a mental patient

Ancient artifacts art of raps succeed
Tough seed take heed Apollo creed with speed
Vocabulary you need words freed to breed
Ready to feed any race color or creed c’mon


CHORUS:
Mic check 1, 2, here’s how we come thru
Ready to show you forms of rhyme kung fu
Rock hard
Move hard
Latitude
Longitude
Attitude
Fortitude
Here’s how we bomb crews

Mic check 3, 4, here’s what we came for
Ready to explore tear up the dance floor
Rock hard
Move hard
Latitude
Longitude
Attitude
Fortitude
Here’s how we bomb crews
Track Name: Fate
Fate

I seen sun in places that ain’t never seen sun
Fantasies of you vision life to come
My one, introduction to a real life
Energized so live facing world strife
Been waiting for you and ain’t even know your name
Came at the best time sun clearing my rain
And it was best; I wasn’t ready for the manifest
Completion, perfection every time we caress
Nothing less, cinnamon, mango lips
Her hips and mine fit and makes me trip
I realize the whole time I stumbled along
Every breath that she breathes is my favorite song
Word is bond body is a temple of light
Eyes inspire these words I write
And on moonlit nights you shine like pyramids
Reflect God’s beauty, ancestors’ wisdom
Chorus: Gotta be forbidden that I feel this great
Most High all praise for fate, true indeed

CHORUS
Verse Two

Let me count the ways she got em in a daze
Happiness haze joy for days
I’m saggin thinking of you Walking for blocks
Diggin you like archaeologists and fossil rocks
Hip Hop orange juice and croquesacks
Got bangin body love and mind to match
I’m attached see the stats of the words I flip
For the longest time I tried not to trip
But damn you got a brotha feelin hella good
I wanna enter you aura and collapse
Build foundations cover the maps
I put that on the hand I write my raps
Make love on the bank of the Nile to New Edition
Inspired me to look into our ancestor’s wisdom
Gotta be forbidden that I feel this great
Most High all praise to fate

CHORUS
Track Name: Culture
Culture

Yeah it’s my culture, which means that I’m able to supposed ta’
Visualize and rise to any level I hope ta’
Sculpture scripts written down to make them future
Change how it could, to the science that you used ta’
Produce the loop to enchant ancestor’s vibes
Spirits of died indigenous tribes, Allah inside provide all
Word to graffiti on the wall glyphs tell stories of where that you are
Easy now star, stand still running thru your veins
Joy and pain loss and gain ghetto and fame
Sun and rain like my spirit can’t be contained
And so I break outta the same combine with others to frame my
Culture!
That’s the truth in the truest form, like my son being born
Adding on to the strong, like a break in the song
lay the foundation of what I stand on
A hip-hop song, c’mon that’s
Culture!
Tradition fruition of past combined with
Present and future to meet on a path
Check the math in the generations
It’s the problem with politicians we facing, they got no
Culture!
Missionaries enter small villages with posters
Images of they God civilize the savage, on average
The people was safe and sound way before they was found
And that’s world renown, in prayer sound and chant
From Brazil to France, riverdance to b-boy stance
We all enhanced by the flow
My uncle Clarence to Geronimo
Heart beat to the flow of drums in the congo o’
Culture!
Track Name: Simple
SIMPLE

The super fresh breath now exhaled holy grail of vocab
Superseding unbelieving boastful m.c.’s
Who achieve fame but lack real game
I spit fire with the heat of flame
You fake like game boards at soul train awards
Rocking with hoards of ancestors
Rock dashikis to polyesters khaki cut offs
Hard and soft perfect balance
Challenge the kid get touched by the talents
Sweet honey in the knock touch the bass frame the song
Track rap along tell your friends it’s the bomb
Long time coming I rock when the beats coming
Flip like a samurai Suzuki expert
Work it well gel perfect with the word script
That’s true nicest like when icis transformed to lin que
I send you the listener for your head and shoulders
Flip my mic around and lay it back into the holster
Like that

CHORUS:

You said you was tough but you got touched what
Happened to the hardcore when it came down
To the test you was rocking the same sound
You gotta step up your shine, hey yo

If you can’t write rhymes
Then you shouldn’t write rhymes
It’s as simple as that just appreciate rap

If you can’t write rhymes
Then you shouldn’t write rhymes
It’s as simple as that just appreciate rap



VERSE 2
Pro stereo sonic enhanced chance to duplicate zero
Negate your hopefulness gift
Play this for your pop’s say it’s the new rock
Tougher than smooth jazz and harder than pop
Hold your chops thru Babylon with hip-hop
I stand firm and take heed and don’t stop
Knocking my crop thru the forest where cops holding the street
I maintain with soul singers and fresh beats
That’s the heat raise outta your seats
I distort your world vision like fox
Clear the scope show the hope for all folk
Travel the world and move blessed
Then backpack back to the west
I’m conscious to the words that I manifest
And that’s the real but know I can still get ill
I’ts the determined and still strong Raashan Ahmad
Crown City crew every members holding they own
Reppin the zone keeping the strong building the song
Making things grow plus moving along
And you

Said you was tough but you got touched what
Happened to the hardcore when it came down
To the test you was rocking the same sound
You gotta step up your shine, hey yo

If you can’t write rhymes
Then you shouldn’t write rhymes
It’s as simple as that just appreciate rap

If you can’t write rhymes
Then you shouldn’t write rhymes
It’s as simple as that just appreciate rap
Track Name: Heat
Heat

This the scene, midnight hookers and fiends
Black asphalt sin city holding the dream
Pretty Kareem, dark skin legend I mean
Nickname black supreme pushed weight and held cream
On one, evening night colder than most
Martin luther king and fifth was his favorite post
Got approached slow motion rolled up on his spot
Throw up green skylark off white rag top
Instinct yells COP, Kareem showing his wheels
mid thirties living the real loving the thrill
hop a fence with skill style finess and stress
confidence like who won test the legend and best
40th and west buick shadow the run
Kareem quickening the pace thru alleys it’s fun
20 years on the run kids all over the hood
went from G th O.G. life is good
first shot ricochet thru wood adrenalin peak
tires scraping the concrete the block is heat


CHORUS:


He in the passenger seat his road dog taking the wheel
45 minutes after sniffing can’t feel
ready to kill tonight Kareem will stay still
17 year old cold sweating foreal
car peel to a stop, next faze foot race
20 yards closing quick energy thru space
bystanders saw a trace of the boy and man
same size body and glide the way that they ran
could have been fam
point aim
gun jam
no matter I’ma beat him with the might of my hands
hate in his glands Kareem never saw this one
his was facing himself in the form of his son
first blow was fun Kareem loving to scrap
but when he saw the mirror image his flow was off track
shank to the back combo to the ribs
next thought before he outted should of raised them kids
night enveloped the ground muffled the sound
tears flowing with the fists everytime they pound
rage and peace found in the very same place
Kareem died tonight with a smile on his face


CHORUS:
Track Name: Earthtones
Earthtones

Earthtones cover the path I’m
First strong revising the math that
Burst on the planet but crash
365 wise wind move it’s
browns crèmes greens
the butter that
low tones bring
to color rap
filling up the forest chorus
that surround sonic silence
opposite end blend
earthtones out of dome experience
headphones bring a strong deliverance
get gone lost from how you living it
movement underbrush and inner blend
the rain stay Rhodes focus
maintain don’t fold I wrote this
on the edge of the forest
staring into neon back against shades of autumn
180
free spectrum of sound
the ground be me alive with puddles I found
this bliss I witness is just this
plus this is bliss I witness
it’s EARTHTONES!
Track Name: Without Love ft. Zumbi (Zion i)
Without Love

Somebody said we stole the cookies out the cookie jar
Praying hard for the sun and the star see Allah
Hold it down gave us genesis and nemesis no
Gave us loving so the spirit will grow so
Where did we go wrong?
On and on stream the questions
Answer in my subtle dream sessions
Hard to learn a lesson when I don’t respect the preacher
Hard to be a seeker every student is a teacher
Gotta reach the top let it knock
Thru your speakers pop
We counteract in the government plot
Now lick a shot

CHORUS:
Without Love
We are miles apart

No doubt it left folks without it
Cold hearted and parted lift voice and shout it
No wonder all the stress and strife plague the planet
It’s deeper than the structure that emerge from the granite
I slam it from the soul
Roll to the outside put
Glory and pride aside encase the vibe
Worldwide is the scene whatever yourself seem
Folks say it’s a dream I’m living the real thing
Whatever the earth bring keep it in first string
Next time your hurting just let your soul sing

CHORUS:
Without Love
We are miles apart

We got bridges and gaps and taps and iller raps
Stacks of wax flipped putting killing to tracks
Filling the maximum passion blasting facts
Live up your life did you have to ask, no
I spit that willie natural now check that buddah flow
And with this loving in my life the world look beautiful
I wake up early in the morning stretch and touch my toe
I need you with me in my life cuz man that’s all I know
We do it digital with ohms poems for future leaders
For my homies and all of my senoritas ya’ll complete us
CHORUS:
Without Love
We are miles apart

I seen it on the radio heard it on the TV.
Images and words saying how we ought to be
They follow prophecies then they got divisions in religions
Corporations build prisons it’s business decisions
Living on this foundation that’s been planted long ago
Cats like willie lynch never wanted us to grow
But the real flow came much long before
Wall street dividends or even a world war
That pure uncut 100 percent vibe
Family reunion electric slide type of ride
Love


CHORUS:
Without Love
We are miles apart
Track Name: 10:53
10:53

I been told that I got the light in me
And most time those telling reflection I see
Started out curios to the world I live
Attracted to the vision so positive
Flow free with the beauty of peace on earth
Make it happen non-stop and I’ll rock it first
With that supreme soul inherited from most high
Life is like a dream in my dreams I fly
I believe it’s all about give and receive
Open up to the sunshine and feel the power
Minute after minute and hour after hour
And hour after hour when days turn to months
But everybody gon rock if it’s just once
Upon a time I thought about a fresh ass rhyme
And how I could make it manifest in my world
The idea was great but the action never happened
Procrastination got me once again
Just like lust envy and my so-called friends
It’s the end opposite and I the first to be
Riding on the back of love with hip-h o p
Like
Feeling like jazz
That feeling more important than the stuff I has
That feeling more important than the stuff I got
That feeling more important than the stuff I’m gon get


CHORUS:


I been told that I got the rhythm in me
And most time those telling reflection I see
Came to be like the flower full bloom in the spring
Enhanced with o2 from the songs I sing
Feeling like im falling down and I’m caught off track
Weighted by inhibition music bring me back
And with that mantra I’m success in form
Shed my disbelief now Raashan’s reborn
Adios bad feelings farewell much doubt
I done came into my own and yo it’s time to be out
Follow me, no follow me no more
Want my troubles to be left behind
Far behind my being seeing so clearly now

I’m, taking a siesta to relax my mind
So I could, take hold of the mic and rhyme
So I could, follow my path towards the divine
My soul love cool what you thinking of
The straight and narrows alright
But sides and above show the whole set
Yo respect the intellect from the inner you cousin
It just makes sense remember
views better from both sides of the fence
look around ya’ll and look around peoples
and look around ya’ll and look around peoples


CHORUS:
Track Name: No Sense
NO SENSE

Yo the coco low afro professional metaphor vessel
Word special renegade aid pen and pad friend
Call me jaws scully like a shark fin
Cuz I’m bad as can be press the track to wax
Recline relax journey thru the concrete cracks
Write graffiti on the bus stop hip-hop-don’t-stop
Pop lock look around lost in the sound of metropolis
Who’s rocking this surplus of vocab
Take it old school grab my gonads I mean dag
Chilling in a superman pose
Headnoddin up and down kicking fresh ass flows
Scuffed kicks no time for fake hip-hop tricks
Like black fist picks and work boots
Yo troop rock hard hold down your boulevard God
Too much time thinking bout broads lawd
Change your image right now just a scrimmage
Humility creeping in your sector to disrespect ya
And expose behind the jewels and clothes
Just another fake thug without flows
You not

CHORUS:
What’s a dope rhyme if you ain’t got skills
Why you front hard when you just ain’t real
How you live right not knowing the deal
It don’t make no sense to me

Verse 2
Hip-Hop doo rock to cold freeze
Motown soul sound caught up in the rhyme
Rhymes rhymes hungry and alone
Screaming into tape decks and broken headphones
Rapping with the vision of the future generation
Listening to my sound gaining inspiration
I walk the cold streets in a bomber and a beenie
Breathing on glass and hitting up my tag
Vocab holding mad words to blend
Sunshine happen when it touch the melanin
Soul coaster toucher taster face the nature
Of music absolute, I’d rather knuckle up than bitch out and just shoot
Or better yet break dance and battle for the loot
Hold your troop it’s the antique absolute
Rhyming on the bus or in the back of your coupe
Busting over loops cuz I’m
(so fresh)
rhyming off the chest cuz I’m
(so fresh)
reaching for the best you guess I’m
(so fresh)


CHORUS:
What’s a dope rhyme if you ain’t got skills
Why you front hard when you just ain’t real
How you live right not knowing the deal
It don’t make no sense to me