After first appearing in 2013 on Rejjie Snow’s ‘Rejovich’ EP on track ‘1992’, Loyle’s name started to make the rounds, not least to mention the track being picked up by Majestic Casual and has racked up over 700k views to date. Following the release of the ‘A Little Late’ EP, Loyle has gone on to work with the likes of Kate Tempest, Maverick Sabre, Tom Misch and multiple others, all in preparation for releases in 2015.
With two successful UK tours now under his belt with Joey Bada$$ and Atmosphere, Loyle is set to make some serious moves on the UK circuit and abroad, with strong support coming from all over Europe, the US and Australia. Support in the UK has come from all areas, being championed on Radio 1Xtra by DJ Semtex and Phil Taggart, Huw Stephens and Lauren Laverne at Radio 1. His latest single with Kate Tempest was added to 6Music’s B-list and then bumped up to the A-List immediately after a week and has not stopped being played.
Carner released his third studio album, 'hugo', in October, 2022.
In 'hugo', there’s a central question that Loyle Carner keeps coming back to: “I’m young, Black, successful and have a platform - but where do I go next?” The answer is explored in this epic scream of a third album. With urgent delivery and gloriously widescreen production, Carner confronts both the deeply personal (“You can’t hate the roots of a tree, and not hate the tree. So how can I hate my father without hating me?) and the highly political (“I told the black man he didn’t understand I reached the white man he wouldn’t take my hand”).
NO CD
Loyle Carner Lyrics
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Oh please, we ain't got no P's
Because we spent all our money on some old CDs
It's like
Oh please, we ain't got no P's
Because we spent all our money on some old CDs
We sayin'
Oh please, we ain't got no P's
We got some old Jay Zs, couple ODBs
Place 'em up in perfect order 'cause my OCD won't let me keep it
Well let me keep it
I never speak it
Keep it a secret
It'd be peak if any geezer would hear it and then repeat it
So we keep it
Keep it out of reach of all the eejits
If you need it
Best believe it, you won't see it
Locked up in my room
Deep cocoon, like you're digging in crates
Already done with your digging, so your digging is bait
Keeping it straight
Buzzing 'til late
Sample the greats
Then we move onto the groove
Grabbing that sample at eight
Seconds, luke beckons
Smooth like new weapons
If I do step it
True repping with true brethrens
Ruth, Lou's getting too loose
Look whose crepping all
Tunes through Jimi to Zeppelin
Now who reckons, you knew
You're rocking with a master of this
Manoeuvre blasts fast 'cause we're hard to resist
Blitz like it was vital
Recited my recital
One back in the snapple
The snap, the crackle of the vinyl
Sweet onto repeat
Chris is chopping a beat
Flipping these verses like the burgers on the grill at Bodean's
We keep it mean
Pristine, cleaner than clean
Harbour these harmonies
Like we're speaking to Jean
It's like
Oh please, we ain't got no P's
Because we spent all our money on some old CDs
It's like
Oh please, we ain't got no P's
Because we spent all our money on some old CDs
We sayin'
Oh please, we ain't got no P's
Because we spent all our money on some old CDs
We got some old Jay Zs, couple ODBs
Place 'em up in perfect order 'cause my OCD won't let me
'Cause this the rap he brings the pads to the lab
The lab is my pad, we're using every session to jam
Working on my revolutionary revenue plan
But currently without the green, like a recession in 'Dam
So we scribble on the daily making beats for 'em
Create ancient plastic discs and playlists
That your parents used to play with
Quick and very painless
Stumbled onto rap, always been sick my very name is
Now I'm quick to leave you brainless
You anus
You Ignoramus
Just let me say this
Not the greatest - but gimme space kid, I'm set to make it
So basically we're bringing it back to basics
Rocking hi-hats and big kicks that are the latest trend
It's a statement, but when you put this fashion aside
This rap music is a passion of mine, lifeline
'Cause I designed the Illest rhymes
Chillin', time keeps tickin'
But I'm high
Keep spittin' and flippin' rhythms to vibe, like
Oh please, we ain't got no P's
Because we spent all our money on some old CDs
It's like
Oh please, we ain't got no P's
Because we spent all our money on some old CDs
We sayin'
Oh please, we ain't got no P's
Because we spent all our money on some old CDs
We got some old Jay Zs, couple ODBs
Place 'em up in perfect order 'cause my OCD won't let me
It's like sixteen bars in sixteen minutes
I kill it
Extinguish all the fire from the liars and the gimmicks
Losing spirit
Bredders putting cheddar over lyrics
Then diminish any vision when they clear it
I hear it, it's happening
Moving like they're mannequins
Dressed by other brothers
Hiding under covers with mothers be panicking
Rambling
Gassing like they're Anakin
But red and blue lights are out of sight
On the mic - stop damaging
Your honour and your pride
I, goner from the side
Never dippin' from the rhythm
Flow specific when I rhyme
Sometime tell the flack and back, a slap
To any cracker jack who be slacking his mac
I'm on the track and in my prime
Ease your mind if ya hold it
Time if you chose it
Keep your spine straighter then a blind homophobic
Ease your mind - if you hold it
Time if you chose it
And keep your spine straight tonight ('night 'night)
Oh please, we ain't got no P's
Because we spent all our money on some old CDs
It's like
Oh please, we ain't got no P's
Because we spent all our money on some old CDs
We sayin'
Oh please, we ain't got no P's
Because we spent all our money on some old CDs
We got some old Jay Zs, couple ODBs
Place 'em up in perfect order 'cause my OCD
It's like
Oh please, we ain't got no P's
Because we spent all our money on some old CDs
It's like
Oh please, we ain't got no P's
Because we spent all our money on some old CDs
It's like
Oh please, we ain't got no P's
Because we spent all our money on some old CDs
Got some old Jay Zs, couple ODBs
Place 'em up in perfect order 'cause my OCD won't let me keep it
The lyrics to Loyle Carner's "NO CD" are a reflection on the artist's love for music and how it has impacted his life. The opening lines of the song, "Oh please, we ain't got no P's, because we spent all our money on some old CDs" suggest that Carner and his peers have spent all their money on music, rather than on money necessities such as rent, bills or food. Music is, therefore, an essential part of their lives that they are passionate about, and they are willing to sacrifice material things to continue to enjoy it.
The chorus repeats the same message to emphasize the importance of music to the artist. The line "because my OCD won't let me keep it" also highlights Carner's obsession with arranging his CDs in a particular order, even if it means sacrificing sleep, food, or money. The lyrics suggest that Carner's love for music is an escape from his everyday life and a source of comfort and joy.
The second verse of the song further emphasizes Carner's love for music, stating that he uses every session to jam and work on his music. He talks about creating music that speaks to him and how it is his passion and lifeline. The lyrics suggest that Carner sees his music as a way to express his creativity, emotions, and experiences, and he is willing to do whatever it takes to make it happen.
Overall, "NO CD" highlights the importance of music in Loyle Carner's life, how it serves as a source of comfort and escape, and his dedication to making and enjoying music at any cost.
Line by Line Meaning
Ay, ay
Introductory phrase with no specific meaning
Oh please, we ain't got no P's
We are broke, we do not have any money
Because we spent all our money on some old CDs
We spent all our money on buying old CDs
It's like
An expression used to introduce a comparison or an example
We sayin'
We are saying
We got some old Jay Zs, couple ODBs
We have some old CDs of Jay Z and ODB
Place 'em up in perfect order 'cause my OCD won't let me keep it
I have OCD and I cannot stand having the CDs in an imperfect order
Well let me keep it
I want to keep it in order
I never speak it
I never talk about my OCD
Keep it a secret
I keep my OCD a secret
It'd be peak if any geezer would hear it and then repeat it
It would be terrible if someone heard it and gossiped about it
So we keep it
We keep it a secret
Keep it out of reach of all the eejits
Keep it out of reach of all the foolish people
If you need it
If you need the CDs
Best believe it, you won't see it
You won't see them because I keep them hidden
Locked up in my room
The CDs are locked up in my room
Deep cocoon, like you're digging in crates
I am in a deep cocoon, like I am digging through old vinyl records
Already done with your digging, so your digging is bait
You have already searched through all the records, so there is nothing left to find
Keeping it straight
Keeping it real and honest
Buzzing 'til late
Staying up late and feeling energized
Sample the greats
Sampling music from great artists
Then we move onto the groove
After sampling, we move onto creating music
Grabbing that sample at eight
Taking a sample at a specific moment in the music
Seconds, luke beckons
Seconds into the song, inspiration comes
Smooth like new weapons
The result is smooth like new weapons
If I do step it
If I take a step forward
True repping with true brethrens
Making true and authentic music with real friends
Ruth, Lou's getting too loose
Ruth is relaxing and letting loose
Look whose crepping all
Look who is creeping in
Tunes through Jimi to Zeppelin
Playing music ranging from Jimi Hendrix to Led Zeppelin
Now who reckons, you knew
Who would have guessed it
You're rocking with a master of this
You're listening to a master of this genre of music
Manoeuvre blasts fast 'cause we're hard to resist
Our music is fast-paced and difficult to resist
Blitz like it was vital
Attack like it is important and necessary
Recited my recital
Saying my lines of lyrics
One back in the snapple
Taking a break to drink some Snapple
The snap, the crackle of the vinyl
The sound of the vinyl record
Sweet onto repeat
Playing the music over and over again
Chris is chopping a beat
Chris is creating a beat
Flipping these verses like the burgers on the grill at Bodean's
Changing up the lyrics like flipping burgers at a restaurant
We keep it mean
Our music is edgy and aggressive
Pristine, cleaner than clean
Our music is perfection and pure
Harbour these harmonies
Holding onto these melodies
Like we're speaking to Jean
Just like we are speaking to someone named Jean
Got some old Jay Zs, couple ODBs
We have some old CDs of Jay Z and ODB
'Cause this the rap he brings the pads to the lab
This is the type of rap that he brings to the studio to create and record
The lab is my pad, we're using every session to jam
The studio is my place to work and we use every session to make music
Working on my revolutionary revenue plan
Working on a new and creative way to make money from music
But currently without the green, like a recession in 'Dam
Currently without money, like a recession in Amsterdam
So we scribble on the daily making beats for 'em
We create and produce music every day
Create ancient plastic discs and playlists
Create CDs and playlists like we used to in the past
That your parents used to play with
CDs that your parents would listen to
Quick and very painless
Creating music quickly and easily
Stumbled onto rap, always been sick my very name is
I discovered my talent for rap on accident, but it has always been a part of me
Now I'm quick to leave you brainless
I am quick to outsmart you or to make you speechless
You anus
A derogatory term for someone
You Ignoramus
An even more derogatory term for someone who is ignorant
Just let me say this
I need to say this
Not the greatest - but gimme space kid, I'm set to make it
I am not the best, but give me space because I will make it
So basically we're bringing it back to basics
We are going back to the basics of creating music
Rocking hi-hats and big kicks that are the latest trend
Using the latest popular sounds in our music
It's a statement, but when you put this fashion aside
It is a statement to use the latest sounds, but that is not the most important part of the music
This rap music is a passion of mine, lifeline
Rap music is my passion and it is what keeps me going
'Cause I designed the Illest rhymes
I created the best and most clever lyrics
Chillin', time keeps tickin'
Relaxing, while time keeps passing
But I'm high
I am feeling good
Keep spittin' and flippin' rhythms to vibe, like
Continuing to create music and change up the rhythms
It's like sixteen bars in sixteen minutes
A comparison of the duration of a rap song to the duration of time
I kill it
I am great at it
Extinguish all the fire from the liars and the gimmicks
Putting an end to the fake and unoriginal music that others are creating
Losing spirit
Losing inspiration
Bredders putting cheddar over lyrics
Other rappers are choosing money over good lyrics
Then diminish any vision when they clear it
They then ruin the song when they actually release it
I hear it, it's happening
I hear that this is happening
Moving like they're mannequins
Moving like they are robots or not being creative
Dressed by other brothers
Copying the style of other artists
Hiding under covers with mothers be panicking
Hiding their lack of creativity from their mothers who are worrying
Rambling
Talking for too long without saying anything specific
Gassing like they're Anakin
Talking too much like Anakin Skywalker from Star Wars
But red and blue lights are out of sight
Ignoring the police
On the mic - stop damaging
Stop producing bad music
Your honour and your pride
Your sense of pride and self-respect
I, goner from the side
I am moving away from that type of music and that lifestyle
Never dippin' from the rhythm
Always staying in the rhythm of the music
Flow specific when I rhyme
Being specific and intentional with my lyrics
Sometime tell the flack and back, a slap
Sometimes I have to confront and put down other rappers
To any cracker jack who be slacking his mac
To those who are not producing good music
I'm on the track and in my prime
I am on the right track and am producing good music
Ease your mind if ya hold it
Relax and enjoy the music
Time if you chose it
Use and value your time wisely
Keep your spine straighter then a blind homophobic
Keep your posture straight, regardless of your personal beliefs
Ease your mind - if you hold it
Relax and enjoy the music if you are able to
And keep your spine straight tonight ('night 'night)
Ensure your posture is good while listening to the music
Place 'em up in perfect order 'cause my OCD
I must keep the CDs in perfect order due to my OCD
Got some old Jay Zs, couple ODBs
I have some old CDs of Jay Z and ODB
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Benjamin Gerard Coyle-Larner, Kristian Murray Revelle
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