Highs 2 Lows
NUJABES FEAT. CISE STARR Lyrics

Individual stars float in an ocean of God
Each person, like a star, exists in the vastness of the universe, connected to a divine entity.

Rocking a pinky ring of Saturn while I'm visiting Mars
Embracing luxury and extravagance while exploring new, unfamiliar territories.

Egos bigger than Jupiter are breaking the bars
Arrogance and inflated egos are hindering progress and creativity.

Holding me back down to Earth through physical laws
The limitations of the physical world restrict individual potential.

Touching the moon, grace as I ready resume
Achieving great heights and transitioning smoothly to the next endeavor.

Comets flying through space, bringing possible doom
Uncertainties and potential risks that come with pursuing dreams.

Blocking the Sun, bring a holocaust on the world
Rejecting traditional norms and causing destruction to the existing order.

I'm talking back to Father Time, Mother Earth is my girl
Challenging the constraints of time and embracing the natural world.

I got the wings of angels walking down the valley of death
Feeling protected and empowered in challenging and dangerous situations.

Watching my step 'cause The Devil's never one to respect
Maintaining caution and vigilance in the presence of negativity.

Come correct on the studio track, taking it back
Delivering a flawless performance in the recording studio, reminiscing the origins of hip-hop.

To the pen and pad, I blast the original rap
Returning to the roots of lyricism and expressing creativity through writing.

Brother on the b-boy tip
Embracing the spirit and culture of hip-hop.

With Krylon spit, I tag the charts with the graphical hits
Making a mark on the music charts with visually appealing and impactful songs.

So who you fucking with? Arm, leg, leg to arm, head
Challenging and intimidating those who dare to compete.

Snapping your neck back while you spit out a Pez
Overwhelming opponents with rapid-fire lyrics and leaving them speechless.

I be the original son of a bitch, hurting your wrist
Being an authentic and influential artist, causing envy and frustration.

'Cause you spinning my shit so much the needle skip
Having such a huge influence that even the physical limitations of technology are affected.

Flip to the rhythm and reminisce
Adapting to the beat and reflecting on past memories.

Remember the days of '94 hip hop was a gift (OK)
Nostalgically cherishing the Golden Age of hip-hop in 1994 as a special era.

Words out of her lips came straight from the heart
Speaking with authenticity and sincerity.

Never prepackaged or bought for negative thought
Rejecting the artifice of manufactured music and avoiding negative influences.

Peddled to consumers, magazines, and rumors
Manipulated and exploited by the media and gossip.

Commercial spots turn real artists to looters
Selling out and compromising artistic integrity for commercial success.

Precise rap, rock and roll Nigga, let's do this
Combining precise and skillful rap with the rebellious spirit of rock and roll.

I'll float through notes, break beats with my maneuvers
Flowing effortlessly through musical notes and creating impressive beats with masterful techniques.

Yo, regardless, while I be moving swiftly through darkness
Despite challenges and obstacles, I continue to progress and overcome.

Plotting, charting my path, I'm running, cutting my losses
Strategizing and adjusting my course while making sacrifices to achieve my goals.

Stumbling over unknown bumps and complications
Encountering unexpected obstacles and difficulties along the way.

And tribulations of my life of revelations
Enduring hardships and challenges that lead to personal growth and discovery.

Speaking to Scorpius making my heart turn to porcelain
Engaging with deep emotions and vulnerability that make me fragile.

It used to have a steady beat, now it's easily broken
My heart, once resilient, is now fragile and easily hurt.

Mind coasting, train of thought stopped emotions
Feeling detached and numb, my thoughts and emotions are stagnant.

Welling at the core of my being, causing commotion
Intense emotions building up inside me, creating internal turmoil.

Need to release 'cause the stress'll tear me to pieces
Releasing pent-up stress and emotions to avoid breaking apart.

My love ceases and my thoughts break into leases
My capacity to love diminishes and my thoughts become scattered.

The height of my life, but the strife making me leave this
Despite achieving success, the difficulties and conflicts make me want to give up.

I can't beat this, going to God to defeat this
Feeling helpless, I turn to a higher power to overcome my struggles.

Will He help or do I have to do this myself?
Questioning whether divine intervention or personal effort is needed to overcome challenges.

Alone and confused, the blues burden my health
Feeling isolated, lost, and overwhelmed, affecting my well-being.

My eyes remain closed 'cause my highs are lows
Keeping my eyes shut to avoid confronting the extreme highs and lows of life.

I'm feeling the blows of rain 'cause my pain is cold
Experiencing the harsh realities and emotional pain, which feels cold and numbing.

Now who am I? A man, or pawn in life?
Questioning my identity and purpose in the grand scheme of existence.

Living day to day, I pray am I wrong or right?
Navigating life's uncertainties, hoping that my choices and actions are morally right.

Losing my mind, so maybe you can help me find
Feeling mentally unstable, seeking assistance in finding stability.

The way to go so I can be leaving this pain behind
Searching for guidance and direction to escape from the emotional pain.

Trying to sleep 'Sleep is the cousin of death'
Struggling to find peace and rest amidst life's hardships.

Said a wise man from Queensbridge on beats he blessed (Yeah)
Referencing a profound statement by a respected artist, emphasizing the importance of rest.

Trying to rest, instead, I rest my head
Attempting to find peace and relaxation, but instead finding disappointment.

On a pillow of hardships, misery is the bed
Using my struggles and suffering as a foundation for rest and comfort.

On my back, I lie. I can see the skies
Taking a passive and vulnerable position, while contemplating the vastness of the universe.

Through the glass ceiling, the reason tears drowning my eyes
Looking up at the metaphorical barriers that limit my potential, causing tears of frustration.

And I can't move grief won't let me think
Feeling paralyzed and overwhelmed by sorrow, hindering my ability to think clearly.

My soul is dry, I crawl just to take a drink
Feeling spiritually empty and desperate, willing to do anything for a sense of fulfillment.

I made you blink, think like invisible man
Captivating others' attention and making them contemplate, similar to the storyline of 'The Invisible Man'.

With mechanical hands, trying to reach out to my fans
Using my artistic talents and abilities to connect and communicate with my supporters.

Yo, viscosity of the hidden meaning between my words
The thickness and depth of the underlying messages and symbolism within my lyrics.

Thicken the plot I got hidden rhythms and verse
Adding complexity and intrigue to the narrative, with concealed patterns and poetic techniques.

I'm loading a hearse, you biting like a Dracula curse
Threatening and burying the competition, as they imitate and copy my style.

I'm bringing the worst of hurt like a sermon in church
Inflicting intense emotional pain and discomfort, similar to a powerful sermon.

Pertaining to you, hurts just to listen to truth
My words and revelations may be painful to hear, but they hold undeniable truth.

So you'd rather listen to lies, so you're living to lose
Choosing to believe falsehoods and living a life that leads to failure and unhappiness.

I'm beginning to win, young man mastering sin
Gaining confidence and succeeding, even as I navigate and overcome personal flaws and vices.

Battle within, looking at The Devil and grin
Engaging in an internal struggle, confronting temptation and darkness with defiance and confidence.

I'm flipping the script, walking on a journey and trip
Changing the narrative and direction of my life, embarking on a transformative and unpredictable journey.

On the gurney and missed at the fact that life is a bitch
Reflecting on missed opportunities and the harsh realities of life, which can be challenging and unforgiving.

And I'm hating this shit, losing blood, making me Crip
Feeling resentful and frustrated, experiencing emotional and physical pain that drains my energy.

The stakes is high bet and I lost the grip
Being involved in high-risk situations, where I have lost control and stability.

Searching for bliss with the razor over my wrist
Seeking happiness and relief from emotional pain, which may lead to self-harm.

Needing a job, but the drug test's checking my piss
Desiring employment, but being hindered by drug tests that monitor my bodily fluids.

I'm looking through a window and seeing Immaculate Conception
Gaining insight and understanding through a unique perspective, similar to a miraculous birth.

Reborn, piercing my core with seven swords
Experiencing a spiritual rebirth, with intense and transformative revelations.

A knight in a war, looking to the eyes of the lord
Embracing a noble and courageous role in the midst of conflict, seeking guidance from a higher power.

Calculating, want more, seeing the signs of heaven nevermore
Strategizing and desiring greater success, realizing that divine intervention may be absent.

The last matador riding a pale horse
Embodying bravery and resilience, facing imminent danger and death.

Losing my course, splitting the hairs, causing divorce
Losing direction in life, creating conflicts and divisions in relationships.

Marriage unborn, I havoc in song, I stumbled upon
Failed relationships, causing chaos and disorder through my music.

Lost jewels of thought thought to be gone
Rediscovering and sharing valuable and profound ideas that were once believed to be lost.

Lost forever, I sever motherfuckers with letters
Cutting ties with those who betray or deceive, using powerful and impactful lyrics.

Written in script, forward to the rap that I rip
Expressing my thoughts and emotions through carefully crafted lyrics, pushing the boundaries of rap music.

From the top of the lip, make a drink, taking a sip
Delivering rapid-fire rhymes from the depths of my being, metaphorically taking a break to fuel my creativity.

Then I'm gulping the shit, falling deeper in the abyss
Continuing to consume and immerse myself in the creative process, sinking further into the depths of my art.