Barz describing the life and aspirations of a King Nitty.

Many thanks to Flip'C Dubz for the Dem Gully Guyz Instrumental backing track. 

People like to call me a nitty,
but I aint fiending for no itty bitty.
But I’ll take the name with some aspiration,
It’s gonna… be my coronation,
so time to note down this citation.

With no worries, i'll hit harder,
a.k.a that's hakuna matada.
looks like I’m on a Simba ting,
so gotta say I can’t just wait to be king. 
Smoking through the Jungle that’s my plan,
I hit more trees than a blind Tarzan. 

I maintain my habit by moving Keys.
Hoard so much honey, i'm similar to bees. 
Obey crown on my head, no snapback cap. Dead.
I’m picking up ounces and folding up a wrap. 
Best of the best, none of that crap. 
I consummate my product like we were wed. 
Take my place via right by conquest,
Bend the knee it’s for the best. 
Try as you might, you’re a Prince regent,
as you king I expect your allegiance. 

I spit so hard, with a flow so sweet,
You’re royal Jelly, I'm King Nitty Elite. 
I sit on my throne with a spliff full of diesel,
I’m reciting bars on a lyrical easel.
I’m so slick and so grimey,
Even BP will think I’m slimy.

I got ambition like a burning fire,
each toke of my spliff will send me higher. 
Never growing up it's a forewarning,
2nd star on the right, and straight on till morning. 
I’m so high I’ll neverlande,
propped up with, two grams of mandy.
I’m a lost boy but king of the clan,
Motherfucker I’m Peter Pan. 


King Nitty Remix

A look in the symbolism of snakes and serpents via Grime. Many Thanks to EmKay for the beat. 

I’m a snake so I don't really roll with my own,
but still let me put you in a serpent zone.
I swallow things whole, a population reducer
harder manz looked me in the eyez when I rolled with Medusa. 
Can you handle guys as hard as stone,
Mans like Arnie and Sylvester Stallone. 
If not the lyrics will break your bones.  

Lets incept your mind and that of your kin,
with an overflowing foulness like a kitchen bin.
Straight from the start like original sin. 
It’s a old but a new testament to how I will win,
I brush off your comebacks as I shed my skin. 
a fully grown lizard like an adult Charmander,
circle the world call me Jormangandr

But I ain't one to deny world peace,
so lets look to the past like ancient Greece 
back then snakes tongues were used for healing, 
to remove pain and to elevating feeling.
So then my words are like a cornucopia 
a horn of bounty in this Distopia
So listen up carefully like Adam’s wife,
Eat the knowledge use it to change your life. 
 
My venom is like a poison to the brain,
it would be incorrect to say it makes you insane.
Rather it weakens the walls the to the truth,
so time to sit down in that confession booth,
speak to the priest all about your sin,
and you finally will start to reflect from within. 
So let me break down a philosophical verse,
explain how life is a test and a curse. 

The meaning of life is a circular construct, 
and we ride on it with talent and luck. 
Let’s mirror the cosmos with my moves,
create a piece of art worthy of the Louvre.
So when D falls, remember he was born D Rose,
then he swallowed his tail like an Ouroborous. 
The symbol of Infinity and everlasting,
from the moment you wake up and break your fasting,
to when you fall asleep when it gets late,
it’s a cycle, forever like a sideways eight. 








Serpent Zone Final Mix

Serpent Zone, with a slight different mix and production. I feel it feels cleaner.

I’m a snake so I don't really roll with my own,
but still let me put you in a serpent zone.
I swallow things whole, a population reducer
hard men checked me in the eyez when I rolled with Medusa. 
Can you handle guys as hard as stone,
Men like Arnie and Sylvester Stallone. 
If not the lyrics will break your bones.  

Lets incept your mind and that of your kin.
Straight from the start like original sin. 
It’s a old testament to how I will win,
I brush off your comebacks as I shed my skin. 
a fully grown lizard like an adult Charmander,
circle the world call me Jormangandr

But I aint one to deny world peace,
so lets look to the past like ancient Greece 
back then snakes tongues were used for healing, 
to remove pain and to elevating feeling.
So then my words are like a cornucopia 
a horn of bounty in this Distopia
So listen up carefully like Adam’s wife,
Eat the knowledge use it to change your life. 
 
My venom is like a poison to the brain,
it would be incorrect to say it makes you insane.
Rather it weakens the walls the to the truth,
so time to sit down in that confession booth,
speak to the priest all about your sin,
and you finally will start to reflect from within. 
So let me break down a philosophical verse,
explain how life is a test and a curse. 

The meaning of life is a circular construct, 
and we ride on it with talent and luck. 
Let’s mirror the cosmos with my moves,
create a piece of art worthy of the louvre.
So when D fails, remember he was born D Rose,
then he swallowed his tail like an Ouroborous. 
The symbol of Infinity and everlasting,
from the moment you wake up and break your fasting,
to when you fall asleep when it gets late,
it’s a cycle, forever like a sideways eight.

Serpent Zone V2 (HQ) Superior Mix

A nice mix to lead you into a journey of the soul and mind.

I need to fix the volume and reduce the noise, but soon it should be fine. 

Ouroborous

A banging track slightly reproduced and mixed with Samples from Dragonball Z.

Leviathan - Killsonik (Vegeta Remix)

This is the first of a bunch of unproduced acapella's, raw recordings of the lyrics before put to music. 

I was born 100 years before the birth of Christ,
Already a ghost of this world akin to a poltergeist.
I lost my very first life, to the tip of a Roman knife.
Cursed Immortality, an eternal strife.
I died damned in the arena for glory, blood and sand.
Exiled banished forever from my homeland. 

So I’m a vampire that feeds on emotional blood,
I prefer the taste of those scorned by love.
I’m misunderstood, I evolved from snakes,
I’m evil biologically, while you evolved from apes.

I’m full of humanities darkest will,
I will challenge my maker on judgment hill.
How could you make me like this with your divine power,
Then make me beg for forgiveness every Sunday on the hour.

I feel like I have the weight of the sky on my shoulders,
It’s not real just metaphysical boulders,
But I’m chained to these issues like Prometheus,
Turn my back on the gods, speak like an atheist. 

I devour the worst and the best,
Apex predator natural selections final test. 
I had no choice in the way I was formed,
But still I remain damned and scorned.
To accept in yourself is the desirable ideal,
But for me it’s a sin to accept the thought’s I feel. 
I’m a ghost of a ghost, stuck at a signpost,
So I travelled the world, coast to coast.

In America I saw the slave trade formed and abolished.
In Egypt I saw Christian missionaries destroy and demolish.
I even saw the way the Germans treated the polish. 
In my youth I was naïve and foolish.

The truth is the bible is filled with libel,
Degrade the free thinkers and praise the disciple.
Saying Lucifer only speaks in riddles and lies,
But the brightest angel only proved he was wise.
On the page, he told eve the truth of the tree,
God lied he didn’t want us to be intellectually free. 
Now when I say think for yourselves will you walk with me. 



Immortals March (Acapella)

This is the second acapella on my Acapella EP of pre produced tracks, a bit of a nostalgic theme.

"Tripping on haribo shroom and starmix. 
You're like Mario chasing the chicks,
She's always in another castle.
Because I move her around like pass the parcel. 
FedEx, t-Rex, Super, bowser, goomba, I'm king koopa.
I got the tri-power just like ganondorf,
Big banker baller, from canary wharf. 

I got a chain of courage, so no missing link.
B fore I strike, I stop, look and think. 
Reciting wisdom to a microphone cord,
A lyrical solider, words are my master sword. 
Trying to keep all my monsters in my pocket,
They oversurge, like too many plugs in a socket. 
But I still keep six demons on my hip, 
Collect eight badges on my trip. 
Do a crystal johto and Kanto tour,
Defeat the elite, 1,2,3 and four.

No rare candy to enhance,
When I challenge  Lance. 
I par hard, with my charizard.
Smoking so much I give you allergic reaction,
You think you got a poison ivy sore,
But you just fucked with a cannabis dinosaur. 

Up, down, A, B. Foot and fist. 
A virtual Japanese martial artist. 
So I'll say I strike hard, high and low,
But I don't samurai seven, but I Nin-Ten-do(though)"



Nintendo Acapella

The third pre-produced track on my Acapella EP, just pure lyrics. 

"Daily I pray, but I think god ain't listening,
Be it Yahweh, Zeus, Ra or Odin. 
I'm cursed forever by my original sin. 
It's in my nature as a human being. 
So I walk down the path i was led, 
Seeing hopeless souls, alive and dead. 
This the curse of humanity, to destroy all that we touch.
Instead of a gift we see nature as a crutch. 

To understand it all i took the path of anthropology.
Seeing human culture and their theology. 
But with all the pain in our world, our species can't cope. 
I end up standing here as a self declared misanthrope, 
I see our strife is internally reflective.
 Good and evil may be subjective, 
so if we deal the cards we must also be receptive.
We fight and fight over mother earth.
Instead of enjoying the warmth of the hearth. 
So look at what happens in return, 
Thousands of children die and burn.
We now live in a castle of our own design, within a humanistic schism. 
But as we build the foundation and walls, do you realise its become a prison. 
Who gave us rule over the seas, sky and land. 
We took it all with a human hand. 
As such we have bitten the hand and killed the land that feeds, 
through our destructive acts and selfish needs. 

Conquering lands that belong to us all, 
tearing down heritage to build shopping malls.
Ignoring the mistakes of histories gone,
then wondering where it all went wrong.
According to Carl Sagan we are all made of stardust,
We have become black holes via our ego and lust.
Collapsed under our own gravitas and weight,
Far removed from our truth, just the naked ape. 

We punish those with knowledge and make them feel crazy.
Drug them up with sedatives to make them hazy. 
They say there is a fine line between genius and insanity,
What about the line between confidence and vanity. 
We are all trapped within this mortal coil,
burning the remains of those before in coal and oil. 
Surely this is proof that we belong to the earth,
The endless cycle of death and rebirth.
One mans end is another mans beginning,
but how long will it last if we just keep sinning. 

So I suggest we make a stand,
Walk together hand in hand.
Either we stand strong and watch the end,
Or we actually start to fix and mend. 
But when it eventually comes to the moment of truth,
Whether your sinning or in a confession booth.
There is no saving ourselves, one by one.
But save instead, your father, mother or son.
They share your blood and genes,
Preserving our own DNA via alternative means. 
We have enough energy to feed us all,
Physically, mentally and even the spiritual call.
But if we horde this knowledge due to greed,
The human race will remain a seed,
Instead of following nature and growing together.
Working with each other to live forever. 
But maybe it's our role and design,
Destroy, destruct then resign.
Leave the planet to the next generation of beasts,
Maybe they will do it right and forever feast. "

Serperion