You are not the girl of my dreams...
Its not my fault we grew up in front of screens
My imaginations weak, couldn't possibly conceive
Every little piece that makes the puzzle complete
Every stroke of the pen that wrote the poem
How'd I go head over heels I was just dipping my toe in
Now my love for you is growing showing no signs of plateauing
We were going with the flow and yo the flow just keeps on going
Now look at us
Brown sugar plus the cookie crumb freckles
I've got a confession
I got you that record as a present 
Cos I reckon that eventually we're gonna end up merging our collections
Maybe that was selfish
Maybe you're the special type of daisy that's still blooming in the desert
Super tough but precious
Maybe it's the coconut oil in your hair you left scent upon the pillow
So I know you were here

You might find it confusing
Me going back and forth from Lime Street to Euston
Truth is I'm tryna see you kid
Going back and forth from Lime Street to Euston
My heart is a bomb I was tryna diffuse it
By going back and forth from Lime Street to Euston
And even when my pride is a nuisance, and a smile seems elusive
I'll be going back and forth from Lime Street to Euston

I can't see the future
Is it two point four kids in the burbs or a beach in Bermuda?
Is it me? Is it you? Is it caramel vanilla ice-cream by the scoop?
Cartoonish hearts in my eyes,  I cant
Give you the moon or the or the stars in the sky, I'll try
Ups and downs are just a part of the ride
In this country where we're marginalised
Loves my armor while I battle and fight
I can't say I'm a knight
I can't lie while I'm gazing in those big brown eyes
I'm not tryna find our relationship capsized
You're a diamond over time I know it crystalised
You arrived in my life like a gift, or a prize
With a big ribbon tied, everything I desire
You're everything I desire
Everything everything I desire

MC Nelson x Brad stank - Lime Street to Euston

To all you rappers capping in every other lyric, the jig is up!

Black Borough - Lying Rappers

Track 1 from the Black Borough EP -  out now on all platforms. 

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Black Borough is a hip hop super group made up for 3 solo rappers, MC Nelson alongside Dayzy and Starkey the messenger. 
In November 2022 the group released their debut Self titled EP, shortly after gaining traction for supporting KRS-One on his Return of the Boom bap tour.

The group has been praised for their revivalist Jazzy sound and positive ethos, drawing comparisons to A Tribe Called Quest, De La Soul and Slum Village.

Black Borough - Welcome to my City

Track 2 from the Black Borough EP -  out now on all platforms. 

https://linktr.ee/blkborough
https://www.instagram.com/blkborough

Black Borough is a hip hop super group made up for 3 solo rappers, MC Nelson alongside Dayzy and Starkey the messenger. 
In November 2022 the group released their debut Self titled EP, shortly after gaining traction for supporting KRS-One on his Return of the Boom bap tour.

The group has been praised for their revivalist Jazzy sound and positive ethos, drawing comparisons to A Tribe Called Quest, De La Soul and Slum Village.

Black Borough - Numbers Game

Track 4 from the Black Borough EP -  out now on all platforms. 

https://linktr.ee/blkborough
https://www.instagram.com/blkborough

Black Borough is a hip hop super group made up for 3 solo rappers, MC Nelson alongside Dayzy and Starkey the messenger. 
In November 2022 the group released their debut Self titled EP, shortly after gaining traction for supporting KRS-One on his Return of the Boom bap tour.

The group has been praised for their revivalist Jazzy sound and positive ethos, drawing comparisons to A Tribe Called Quest, De La Soul and Slum Village.

Black Borough - Time

Dark City is the first single from Liverpool rapper MC Nelson’s upcoming album. After working with rap supergroup Black Borough and performing with legends like KRS One, Souls of Mischief, as well as at festivals across the country.  Nelson is back with a new sound, new flows and eye popping visuals.

Recorded at the legendary Root 73 studios, in the Total Refreshment centre in Hackney by Outrageous Claims of The Silhouettes Project . 

Lyrics: 

Sticks and stones can’t harm me 
Opps on the field like the old firm derby
You and what army? 
Something like a bomb when it drops in the party 
Stop the malarkey 
Still dodging the cops and Scotland Yard 
Still covered in jewellery, dripping that fruit and barley 
Caramel cuties chocolate barbies
Gangsters geezers, skanks and skeezers, 
hands more clean than pastors preachers,
magnifique 
How can I be pay my peak?
When times a teacher the past was peaker 
Thank god the grass hit greener 
I trimmed the fat got leaner 
Might swing from the chandelier
‘ fuck are you looking at? 
My bangers mash with the hammer that’s a bloodbath not a bubble bath 
Just out the cash in the duffle bag 
Troubled past don’t make me double back
Muzzle flash I get the bread then I butter that 
Show me your feathers I ruffle that 
Stuck in the mud in this one where the knuckles drag 
it’s nothing lad imma bounce back im the rubber band man 
Used the punch in the clock then the clock punched me back like a Clubber Lang bang 
On the rubble I stand 
Destructions a dance 
My pop and lock had the cops hand in their gun and their badge 
Nothing is sacred it’s all up for grabs 
I see the grace and the greatness in grey wouldn’t trade it for sun and the sand 
Or two birds in the bush for the one in my hand 
Still make the gutter look glam 
You wouldn’t understand 
I undaunted that money makes a man
because the moneyed have this country just like putty in their hands 
I understand that money makes a man 
‘cos when the milk and honey splash
You see then scurrying like rats 

Do yourself a favour 
Stop the hooligan behaviour 
‘Cos soon enough it later it’s on 
And then who’s coming to save you? 
Fuck the rules of engagement
So brutal the game the best move isn’t playing
Next thing the troops Kate invading,
Looting and raiding,
I can’t be shook or be shaken
I’m boutta cook lemme put on my apron 
The flower that grew from the cracks in the pavement 
The urban decay 
But there’s money to make 
Sinning out of aspiration 
Highest bidder will remain king
I stay rich ‘cos I take joy in everyday things
Painted nails on my plaything
Monsters in office and under the bed 
I bit my tongue ‘till it bled 
I tried to swallow my pride and I choked 
Never mind I’m the G.O.A.T 
Never mind staying woke your third eyes getting poked 
You can try get your fix and you might end up broke 
I’m in the ends it’s like I’m on the ropes 
‘till all the loose ends can get tied in a bow


Concrete jungle human zoo
Concrete jungle human zoo
The city is a melting pot you gotta stir the stew 

Concrete jungle human zoo
Concrete jungle human zoo
The city is a pot of gold for all the empty suites.

Dark City

Every Goodbye

Lingo

 NEW MUSIC VIDEO - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f0tBDN-su_M

Rabbit Hole (Prod. L'Orange)

Danny

1.  Welcome to England 
2. Up North 
3. What's in a name?
4. Immigration 
5. Shirking 9-5
6. Sandcastles
7. Lady Britannia
8. Black Brit...ish
9. Black Coffee
10. The Recipe
11. Tiny Grey Island
12. Stepmother
13. Lead me on
14. 1980something
15. Sticky!
16. By the River 
17. Emigration

Anglosfear [Full mixtape]

Shirking 9-5

This track was made to support the Save Caldertones park campaign, Mayor Joe Anderson continues to happily trade Liverpool's history for a quick buck.

Calderstones

Prod. Chinsaku & Nelson
Video Directed by - Yannesh and Alessio. 

This song was created as part of an artistic residency Nelson undertook in Rotterdam with the help of Metal Liverpool and CBK Rotterdam from Jan - March 2019. 

This song was recorded at East Garden studio in Rotterdam with the help of Mr Personal.

Anglosfear

Black coffee

People's republic of Liverpool

Music video - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mjib4Vsc7Kg

Lyrics - 
I blew out some dandelions on my birthday instead of candles, 
I don’t deserve the weight of these anvils, rather have you that’s holding me down
seeds I’ve sown in the ground
can’t reap the fruit cos they drowned
when the rain is beating you down 
you need a new wreath, you need a new crown
posies I found in my pocket
petals I plucked that amounted to nothing
happy that i saw you blossom that was a blessing
I’m not allergic to pollen
I learnt my lesson, I know the modest get trodden
I gotta sweep all the leaves that have fallen
to keep a spring in my step through the autumn
no sleep it’s no bed of roses
bare feet grass between my toes, I’m tryna turn grief into growth it’s a process
breathing in deep though my nose
through the rain sleet and the snow
I’m evergreen cos i know
flowers don’t tell but they show
birds and the bees might appear to be sweet even though lilies cast a shadow
hard to stay bright on my cloudy days feel like a tree that is standing alone
dirt in our roots won’t deter us from blooming its all the more reason to grow
harvesting hope, I’m just a sinner that casting a stone, out in the cold
the sun is my nourishment so in the winter i turn into a bag of bones
never forget how we worked, and we sweat in that field covered in rabbit holes
is life an elaborate joke?
this nettle I’m grabbing a hold
I’m rolling down a grassy knoll
no antidote to carry me home
 
like flowers on a lamppost
flowers on a lamppost
like lavender for my wounds
like camomile so I doze
 
flowers on a lamppost
like flowers on a lamppost
like lavender for my wounds
like camomile so I doze
 
par for the course
the sweeter the scent, the sharper the thorns
evenings I spent down on all fours
crawling through all of the gardens and lawns
searching for something more perfect that words and I’m certain that flowers say more
standing up tall like a sunflower but it’s the harder they fall
I put a buttercup under your chin, and i gave you tulips when you wanted a kiss
when we were kids i thought spring was a gift, I thought everyday was like November the 5th
cherry blossoms where explosions of pink, and never forgot all those moments of bliss
now all I see is the fog and the mist
I guess it’s gone with the wind
 
like flowers on a lamppost
like lavender for my wounds
like camomile so I doze
like daffodils for love unrequited
like irises for my hope
like flowers on lamppost
like flowers on a lamppost

Flowers

Rapper and raconteur
Founder of Black Borough records. 
Liverpool legend

MC Nelson

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