There are six artists called Mez:
1) Nottingham Grime MC https://twi… Read Full Bio ↴There are six artists called Mez:
1) Nottingham Grime MC https://twitter.com/unclemez
2)Swiss-born Ralf Metzler (in the last.fm photos), playing what has been described as "breakbeat-infused future-jazz".
3) British speed garage and bassline DJ by the name of Tom Merrill, currently making a big name for himself in Sheffield and surrounding areas (for more see http://www.mezdj.com/).
4) Hungarian DJ who also records as Sleeping Machine and plays drums in Budapest shoegaze band Hammer Of Gods.
5) American singer/songwriter mez (www.musicmez.com) producing songs and music cues for media placement and for other artists and lyricists.
6) Wouter Messelink, an idm & breakcore producer.
1) Nottingham Grime MC https://twi… Read Full Bio ↴There are six artists called Mez:
1) Nottingham Grime MC https://twitter.com/unclemez
2)Swiss-born Ralf Metzler (in the last.fm photos), playing what has been described as "breakbeat-infused future-jazz".
3) British speed garage and bassline DJ by the name of Tom Merrill, currently making a big name for himself in Sheffield and surrounding areas (for more see http://www.mezdj.com/).
4) Hungarian DJ who also records as Sleeping Machine and plays drums in Budapest shoegaze band Hammer Of Gods.
5) American singer/songwriter mez (www.musicmez.com) producing songs and music cues for media placement and for other artists and lyricists.
6) Wouter Messelink, an idm & breakcore producer.
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MEZ Lyrics
I wouldn’t say I’m from the trap but i drunk from the tap
My life won’t by the water
If life was a motherfucking drink machine that bitch stayed out of order
And reporters won’t report the way we were brought up
They only show us when we caught up
The colosseum loves slaughter
Maybe we ought to, run up the news room with the strap and see if they still like drama
I fucking doubt it
We birthed the culture and there ain’t no way around it
I bet you’ll see a nigga if you check the ultrasound
But somehow life still dark and still so beautiful
In sunny South Side Raleigh, open runs and funerals
Grew up dodging hollow point bullets and cubicles
Holding hands in church gun smoke in their cuticles
It can be bad some times
Bad like suede in the middle of June
Bad as the bitch about to strip in my room
Bad as my dick wants to be in her womb
You think you know my life but you don’t know shit about my life
Homie I got some great advice, stay the fuck out my....
Who’s going to save us
Who’s going to save us now
Who’s going to save us
Who’s going to save us now
Who gone save the niggas because I’m a nigga myself
Damier print on my belt, just got insurance for Audi but no insurance for health
Fuck, but I’m just being myself
Maybe because I grew up on the south side and where we just wanted to be seen and get some shine
That’s why i dreamt about a Rollie all day and night, see i just want it for the whites on my first class flights
So I won’t feel so motherfucking uncomfortable the way i felt when white boys broke out their lunchables
Wish my family could be much more like the huxtables, you start to feel like god might not really fuck with you
Just like this game, a lot of industry dick riding dawg, now that some hoe shit
Pussy niggas get the coldest of showers that 10 below shit
Where I’m from, they stay strapped down to the knees that some girbaud shit
I’m the nicest and no I’m not playing, that’s Derrick rose shit
All we wanted something we could call our own
We always frontin, all we want is money
Just so we can blow, i think we won’t be satisfied until we really get to know god and the plan he got for us that’s the only thing stopping us
Who’s going to save us
Who’s going to save us now
Who’s going to save us
Who’s going to save us now
My life won’t by the water
If life was a motherfucking drink machine that bitch stayed out of order
And reporters won’t report the way we were brought up
They only show us when we caught up
The colosseum loves slaughter
Maybe we ought to, run up the news room with the strap and see if they still like drama
I fucking doubt it
We birthed the culture and there ain’t no way around it
I bet you’ll see a nigga if you check the ultrasound
But somehow life still dark and still so beautiful
In sunny South Side Raleigh, open runs and funerals
Grew up dodging hollow point bullets and cubicles
Holding hands in church gun smoke in their cuticles
It can be bad some times
Bad like suede in the middle of June
Bad as the bitch about to strip in my room
Bad as my dick wants to be in her womb
You think you know my life but you don’t know shit about my life
Homie I got some great advice, stay the fuck out my....
Who’s going to save us
Who’s going to save us now
Who’s going to save us
Who’s going to save us now
Who gone save the niggas because I’m a nigga myself
Damier print on my belt, just got insurance for Audi but no insurance for health
Fuck, but I’m just being myself
Maybe because I grew up on the south side and where we just wanted to be seen and get some shine
That’s why i dreamt about a Rollie all day and night, see i just want it for the whites on my first class flights
So I won’t feel so motherfucking uncomfortable the way i felt when white boys broke out their lunchables
Wish my family could be much more like the huxtables, you start to feel like god might not really fuck with you
Just like this game, a lot of industry dick riding dawg, now that some hoe shit
Pussy niggas get the coldest of showers that 10 below shit
Where I’m from, they stay strapped down to the knees that some girbaud shit
I’m the nicest and no I’m not playing, that’s Derrick rose shit
All we wanted something we could call our own
We always frontin, all we want is money
Just so we can blow, i think we won’t be satisfied until we really get to know god and the plan he got for us that’s the only thing stopping us
Who’s going to save us
Who’s going to save us now
Who’s going to save us
Who’s going to save us now
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Written by: Mez
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