09 - Gigio & Taste Nate - Othello & Barmitzvah (Skit)

08 - BoriKane - Good TImes (produced by Jaymar aka All_Key)

(Hayley Goldstein) 
You say you're a lover boy but you're a hoverboy 

(Taste Nate) 
I don't dine out I'd rather take home 
I'm the Jason Statham on the waitlist for the bacon brung 
I don't step out I get stepped on 
I'm at the concentration camp for ADHD patients sprung 
If it's lonely on the top guess I'm walking on my soul mates 
I'm so bolo I told myself you already stole home base 
Past precipitation matriarchal meteorology 
Study what was ruined like empirical Egyptology 
Losing streak wildebeests like Im staring at a victim 
Cause the history will repeat if the standards haven’t risen 
Thought you handed me the prism, 
But you stand there looking stricken, 
Like an act of vandalism, 
You knew that when you met me I was damaged goods, 
That’s why I get discounted on every action made us look, 
Like we were inept amorous as tourist passenger 
You in the back seat but I’m still holding hands with ya 

You made me tuck and roll now I’m in a hazy twilight 
Unpreparedness replacing what was once mine, 
I look peaceable inside there’s a leaky pipe 
Could turn into a flooded marsh if you don’t even treat me right, 
Losing streak wildebeests Losing streak wildebeests 
Losing streak wildebeests Losing streak wildebeests 
Losing streak wildebeests Losing streak wildebeests 
Knocked out in the first breath and I was the eight seed 

(GiGiO) 
Yeah hon, I highly doubt you would relate 
Cuz while you wilding at the club, I'm freestyling in outer space 
Time traveling, That's just the downtime flow 
When I touch back, I'm in the sewers mining for gold outlining my soul
So before you turn and toss me at the salad bar 
I'll let you meet my avatar like This is sure good calamari 
Boring, Same old story 
Inside John Malkovich dome piece snoring 
Cuz time and time again, I fell around the bend 
I wish it was a trend but its been the beat of the drum since the beginning 
And romance is thinning into a shallow blunder of its own 
A game of instinct, I'm just a number in ya phone 
And I heard you calling my name but all I traced was static 
And the tones felt dramatic Traumatic, as if I'm long gone, 
I guess I might be But you can still blow my pipe dream 

You took me for a goal and now you chasing hindsight 
Tugging my strings so hard, they became untied 
I seem reasonable but I be quick to leave you dry 
the minute you limit me to the jester-in- your-queendom-guy 
Losing streak wildebeests Losing streak wildebeests 
Losing streak wildebeests Losing streak wildebeests 
Losing streak wildebeests Losing streak wildebeests 
I've loved your kind before but not lately.

07 -Taste Nate & Gigio - Losing Streak Wildebeests Ft. Hayley Goldstein (produced by Kaef Black)

Gigio: 

Yo! Mexican honeys always on my mind 
This is the way I choose to start my rhyme 
I got flow, so I do as I please, cuz I'm a pro 
Step back, as I impact the scenario 
It goes ol' blokes from Britain be spittin' in cockney 
Japanese women be chillin', sippin' on sake 
while they thinking about me 
College kids be illin', while they twisting up broccoli 
learning life lessons from Mister Miyagi 
Your girl's a flusey 
She bought my ticket and took me to the movies 
We both got bored as we watched the flick 
so I did like Dave Chapelle and showed her the popcorn trick 

Taste Nate: 

Eye do the damn thang for my Bori Beaver, 
Then pull my shorts over my Goalie Knee Cuffs, 
Tear-Drop Jump shot pobrecitas, 
Lonely Heart Monop-Poly Call me Jesus, 
The Cap-Rican Father that's still under 30, 
Poncho Sanchez mixed indigo birdies, 
I can type my thoughts way faster than I speak them, 
So you can clear the air by the time you get to meet him, 
Mi Casa Super Nova Cove, 
Carlita conyo corazon, 
Doma Vita Corleone, 
Bossy Woman Lead Um, 
Eye be on my Romeo, 
Maria on the Homie though, 
Roll up another gigio 
And pass around the cheeba, 
I don't mind listening but I don't like bitching, 
But that's the type of shit that gets you likes, 
The robot trippin you so autistic, 
The way you roll your eyes when you so right,
credits


06 - Gigio & Taste Nate - Crunchy ft. J-Red (produced by J-Red)

Taste Nate:

Doors open on stolie 4 seater
2 stowaways in back black bearded
Every day he keep the backpack near him
In case he gotta pull a grand daddy snack that’s steering
Electra lanes like armin van buuren
Karmann ghia till the benz spend puritans
Discontent with the church fake idolatry
So he’s altered state like New Yawk New Jawsey
Bayarican art occupy your Twat street
Spike Lee ann rhymes trying to pork you pine my cock meat
Bend it over so I can evacuate my offspring
Vagina Concierge suicide girl door keep
Vanilla greese monkeys course my voice is thirsty
Drank some sailor jerrys grew a terrible bigote
Adams apple fa la lala lo from the soul tree
Fuck the track raw dog with turkey bacon in the morning
Im Bayrican I pastellla on my christmases
Im Bayrican Sheila E my life is Glamorous
Im Bayrican so they handcuff secrets brides
And I still catch her looking at me with the wandering eyes

Ray Rosario:

Don’t fall in Love With a Puerto Rican
You’ll Be freaking all weekend (girl)
if you really up on my level
(Say) Boricua Morena
Mami if you Love with this Puerto Rican
You’ll be fiending then you’ll leave him
You never thought that you could better
(till) Boricua Morena


I'm comin' from the land of Filipinas
I be in the Flats with the field rats or I'm in San Frankorea
Got love for my folkers from El Salvador
When you do it the Bay way, its like you trippin' around the world
I even fucks with the whiteboys in Cow Town
They slap my shit harder than Garth Brooks with my foul mouth
spittin' Mac Dre lingo witha Hieroglyph tongue twist
and vice versa
Plus I might smooth Eddie Murph ya
as I immerse ya, in my world of rap beats and native tongues
Let freedom ring, by where the turn tables spun your favorite song
See the sunlight shine upon ya eyelids
and let me bust one time for your mind like Stop the Violence
And all my chicas be righteous and fine as all fuck
You touch a brother deep, if I could, I'd wife 'em all up
Cuz I love a good woman, but really I'm a hard case
I contemplate my true origins as I star gaze
I'm Bayarican, See they don't make them like me though
I'm Bayarican, indigenous to the hyphy soil
I'm Bayarican, Serve me up with gandules
I run with goons prone to indulge and act foolish, You knew this

05 - Taste Nate & Gigio - Bayarican Love Ft. Ray Rosario (produced by Kaef Black)

Gigio:

Come on now, get down, Cali is active
The beats of the faction, positive magnets
Cuz we highly attractive in the party to masses
of honeys who wanna romance, Anonymous masked men
to the FBI, S-P-I-E-S,
Suckas, still trippin' off how fly we dress
Man is it obvious? Or are we the starring attractions?
Loving this music and this movement, my manifestation
I'm dreaming up love now
cuz brothers gonna work it out somehow
cuz come sun down, I gotta run it down for the lovechild
See, I was born in the bay first
so I gets reborn in the bay working
the mic shift, My four letter laced curse verse
is worth worship
I do it for the seeds curb surfin', I'm lurkin' turf
Checkin' in, its all research
Loyal to the earth, blue collared shirts
Ay-yo some call it conscious
but it still make the college girls twerk
I guess knowledge is power
and you get what you give
Step to the rhythm
Rep whatever it is, the way you live
My message is effervescent

Taste Nate:

I am an Mc But I don’t move crowds
So all you baby mamas
Need to fucking shut your mouths
And all you dead beat daddys
Pull your fucking pants up
My name is Taste Nate
With one half of the Grand Sunz
Spent the last 3 years
Eating Dry ass chicken
Writing jive ass lyrics
Making fly ass music
Everybody’s on my helmet
Cause I ain’t been chasing paper
But I’m the first one
They call up when they
Asking for a favor
Afraid of themselves
Getting passive aggressive
Put love in my thoughts
Burning fear with every session
I don’t have opponents
I don’t need cantonment
If I did they’d get smashed
Like some green tostones
If I wanted recogniton
I would battle for my league
Then every MC
Would be a candle on the street
Got a handle on my ego
So I can channel all my people
It’s like good will hunting
With some Camo and a Peacoat
A panel of Judges
Got the Vamps chopping onions
Until the building gets damp
Like 50 freaks finger fucking
Yeah I’m a foul
But I’m a Wise Ass Owl
Just Give me 1%
And I’ll divide that Power

04 - Gigio & Taste Nate - Bayarican Poets' Cafe (produced by Lord Lorenz)

Taste Nate:

Taste Nater Gigio
San Fran Sofrito
Van Morrison
Moon dance
Sander Van Doorn
Neon Samurai Sword
Fantasy Island
Da Plane Da Plane
Im the Pilot
Episode 8
Yellow Cake
Notoriety
Smoking Robert Plants
For Anxiety
Whole Lotto Love
Mulotto likes lava lamps
Every Luna lady
Janis Joplin resemblance
Take a bill gram
Get Lifted George McCrae
LSD Tripping on
A Jeffrey Airplane
Ima a nature boy
With a trace of Percy Sledge
You can paint it black
But I prefer my Otis Red
If you come to my Dock
I might sink your Submarine
But it’s not that likely
Im 8 Miles High up off these Greens
Im in the City by the Sea

Gigio:

Girls rub your titties like the DJ
spinning Simon Says cuz I'm feelin' like a g
At the Boom Boom Room, like I'm John Lee Hooker
disarming charming lookers
Girls pick me like Biz Markie's boogers
I'm sorry, sugar
but I don't date slores and I hate party poopers
plus I stopped eating pork and I stopped watching porn
now I record and perform more and I'm top notch form
On the beat by Jaymar like its Associated Fresh
but y'all hoes hate the next shit, so hit the exit
Cuz all I see is Latinas looking like Filipinas
and Filipinas looking like Latinas, Its so genius
Please believe it, Take it or leave it
The Bohemian Behemoth on deck with Taste Jesus
These suckas bust raps for the dumb, deaf and blonde
Man we make rebel songs for the renaissance so get it on


All I know is I'm Gigio (And I'm Taste Nate)
Too hard for the opera, going hyphy on the coppers

All I know is I'm Taste Nate (And I'm Gigio)
Al Green heart chakras, Tai chi party rockers

03 - Taste Nate & Gigio - Yeah Yeah! (produced by Jaymar aka All_Key)

(Taste Nate)
If you don’t use it then you lose it
Ain’t that bout a trick,
Cause my music don’t get pussy
You can still hol my dick
And ball barrings
assembly line worker keeps
Slowing down production,
you keep talking bout your money
And he was screaming out,
Injustice!
Yup
you the definition of a hustler,
A male prostitute soliciting all male customers,
How does one save ones community?
Save ones, ones from outward stupidity.
Survivor
Im the tiger if this life is pie,
See the stars in the water and the water in the sky,
Raining there’s another method of your wealth pullout,
So vain even at the store you have to self-checkout,
Ill do everything on the tabloids now,
So If I get famous they can’t lie about me now
Bori Kane Heavy How you like me now,

(GiGiO)
Knowledge reigns supreme so wise the dumb
Fight for your rights or call 9-1-1
but that's the joke move from coast to coast
It ain't funny when ya folks is broke, what you supposed to do?
The moment of truth, The chickens came home to roost
spittin' alphabet quotable soup
over noodles & loops, plus oodles of o's
Scars, I gotta few of those but I'm beautiful though
Many try to figure out why I live this way
Is it a game? Is it critical aim for fame?
Give it up G, you ain't gettin' no pay, You nearly minimum wage
Ain't you sick of it, mayng?
Well I might be sick in the brain but that's irrelevant
However my essence is infinite & I be tellin' 'em
the nitty gritty but they don't hear me, Oh whadda pity
Survival is a must so trust, who comin' wit' me?
BoriKane, Reign like 40 days
40 nights, blood orgy stains
You see the fire in the sky? Best record these thangs
Flame, how you like me now?

(Taste Nate)
Pick you off the ground that’s how
I’d get a rep off ya,
When yelling was the sound,
That always kept yall up,
Late nights when your parents,
Didn’t protect young punks,
From their own problems,
Where acceptunces comes,
Needing thicker walls and smaller doorways,
Instead its thinner blood and wider growth space,
Mix this BoriKane with fiber find your folks maine,
We’ve been disconnected like the wire close range,
Lengthy conversations about short-lived foreign kings,
History doesn’t repeat its just been quarantined,
Formality just a glimpse into restrictive Normalcy,
Forgot how to spell who you are
Before you could learn to read
It I strip all my cream
Then I drip all my gleam
I’d rather rip off my skeen,
Before I clip all my team,
Mix the Borikane while I sow up my seems
Now you can’t see where I stick all my steeeze,

(GiGiO)
Lyrics that'll make you call the cops
or get close to God, hittin' you on the spot
twistin' your arm in knots, making you make a choice now
and you shouldn't be afraid cuz we hard as rock
Fuck bonds and stocks, We all we got
What goes up comes down, see me fallin' off
but I'll be back for more, sure as she wrote On & On
I'm a rap phenomenon
GiGiO & Taste Nater, like Hey Neighbor!
Ain't your regular space invaders who chasin' paper, We way major
Let's make a wager
Who will survive in Amerikkka with the three k's? I say, "Us!"
Raised in the Bay, I'm laced up
True lies you j-cats make up so stay hushed
My blood rush santeria and voodoo verse
Living in this world, you just might go cuckoo bird
Str8 from the underground where you'll find me grimey
thriving, done it all whilst 9-to-5ing, grinding
God practice
in the midst of ghetto odd factors
Coppers & thugs, they all actors

02 - Taste Nate & Gigio - BoriKane (produced by Taste Nate)

01 - Taste Nate - Intro (produced by Taste Nate)

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Kaef Black & BORIkANE - FUKINWITCHU

BoriKane is a duo of Bay Area solo Hip Hop artists. Gigio and Taste Nate each have their own dissimilar and unbound style that complement each other to create an off kilter harmony of rhymes and poetry. They Pay homage to their Puerto Rican heritage and Hip Hop predecessors such as Big Daddy Kane. The name Borikane is an edgy derivative of the term “Borinquen” which is the name given by the indigenous Taino who inhabited the island of Puerto Rico, they combine that with their dope style and flow pattern that creates the “Kane”. These two emcees lyrically embark on an intergalactic adventure to explore the Diaspora of the American brown man and the struggle of being socially accepted as Hip Hop weirdoes. Taste Nate and Gigio are true students of music and are not afraid to experimentally venture across a wide range of sound. They bridge different genres and attack serious subject matter with a witty aroma and a healthy sense of sarcastic humor.  On stage, Borikane is a dynamic team that confronts the audience to think outside the box while giving them plenty of space to have a good funky time. Gigio and Taste Nate are coming into your cypher with the challenge of helping you reach the completion of your human transformation while restoring the natural order of love, peace and unity.

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