Culture founded the New Sector Movements featuring a number of broken beat artists. His production features rhythms and hybrids of several musical styles such as jazz-fusion, funk and soul. In 2001, New Sector Movements released Download This through Virgin Records. An EP No Tricks preceded the release of Download This. In 2004, a second album from the New Sector Movement Turn It Up credited to NSM.
The Sun
New Sector Movements Lyrics
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Nick Sick
La scena è merda e io sono una mosca bianca
Faccio black out, spengo le luci alla ribalta
Vi taglio la testa, la metto dentro al sottosella
Credi che qualcuno da la sotto ti senta??
Apro la tua cassa toracica, ci urlo dentro
Per te un pugno sul mento, sono una persona empatica
Sento tutto ciò che stai sentendo e mi piace
Sventro gole, lego suore poi le annego nel liquore
Nego amore, poi rilego strofe per qualche coglione!
Mi prendo il mio posto a gomitate fra di voi
Ti faccio una foto quando sei morto: polaroid!
La gente dà i culi, qua sgorga sangue a fiumi
Faccio musica horror, il mio video snuff movie
Le puttane vogliono insegnarmi a rappare
Ho più scazzi di sarah, adesso vammi a querelare!
Rit.
Mostro
Sono cresciuto in un quartiere abbastanza del cazzo
Per questo quando passi ancora sputo dal terrazzo
L′anima pesa 21 grammi, lo sai?!
Siamo cresciuti con l'incubo dei trent′anni!
Voglio bruciare vivo, cammino torcia umana
Me ne vado nel modo peggiore: morte leggendaria!
Mi autosuggestiono, mica mi autocelebro
Riflesso nella tazza del cesso vedo uno scheletro.
Proprio non sopporto le persone che ridono
Yoshimitsu non sopporta quelle fortunate
Nick Sick odia quelle felici
E molto spesso queste tre cose coincidono!
Suono musica che uccide
Ho una pallottola per quella zoccola, stupida che ride.
Il giorno che m'ammazzo sarà festa nazionale
Attaccata al tuo portone c'è una testa di maiale!
Rit.
The lyrics above are from New Sector Movements' song The Sun, and they are in Italian. The message of the song is very hardcore, and the rap is described as something the listener should not try to copy. The first paragraph, by Nick Sick, talks about his aggressive nature and how he feels he is different from others. He talks about wanting to cut people's heads off and put them in his bike seat. He also describes how he feels everything people around him are feeling and how he embraces that feeling.
Mostro, the next rapper, talks about growing up in a tough neighborhood and how he still spits on people from his apartment building. He also talks about wanting to die an infamous death and how he sees himself as a torch walking human. He emphasizes how he wants to be remembered for something legendary. He also talks about not liking people who laugh, and how he sees it as a coincidence that those same people he dislikes are also fortunate.
The song is very aggressive and talks about death and violence, the kind that is not fit for imitation. The message is delivering how the rappers are so aggressive that they feel death will bring them the glory they seek in life.
Line by Line Meaning
La scena è merda e io sono una mosca bianca
I don't fit in with the rap scene, I am an outsider
Faccio black out, spengo le luci alla ribalta
I black out and shy away from the spotlight
Vi taglio la testa, la metto dentro al sottosella
I am violent and ruthless, willing to cut off people's heads and keep them as trophies
Credi che qualcuno da la sotto ti senta??
I am so cold and emotionless that I don't care if anyone hears your agony and screams
Apro la tua cassa toracica, ci urlo dentro
I enjoy inflicting pain on my victims and yells into their open chest cavities
Fai una fine tragica, il tuo corpo che si agita
Your death is violent and gruesome, your body shook in pain
Per te un pugno sul mento, sono una persona empatica
I am so empathetic that I'll punch you in the face
Sento tutto ciò che stai sentendo e mi piace
I get pleasure from feeling your pain and suffering
Sventro gole, lego suore poi le annego nel liquore
I brutally kill and torture people, even nuns, and then drown them in alcohol
Nego amore, poi rilego strofe per qualche coglione!
I deny love and happiness and write meaningless lyrics for fools
Mi prendo il mio posto a gomitate fra di voi
I elbow my way to the top among other rappers
Ti faccio una foto quando sei morto: polaroid!
I take a polaroid picture of you when you're dead as a souvenir
La gente dà i culi, qua sgorga sangue a fiumi
People here are willing to do anything for fame, even if it means hurting themselves or others
Faccio musica horror, il mio video snuff movie
I create music that is like a horror movie, and my music videos resemble snuff films
Le puttane vogliono insegnarmi a rappare
Prostitutes want to teach me how to rap
Ho più scazzi di sarah, adesso vammi a querelare!
I am not afraid of any legal action, I have nothing to lose
Sono cresciuto in un quartiere abbastanza del cazzo
I grew up in a shitty neighborhood
Per questo quando passi ancora sputo dal terrazzo
That's why I spit on people from my balcony when they walk by
L′anima pesa 21 grammi, lo sai?!
Do you know the soul weighs 21 grams?
Siamo cresciuti con l'incubo dei trent′anni!
We grew up fearing the age of thirty and the uncertainties of adulthood
Voglio bruciare vivo, cammino torcia umana
I have a death wish and want to burn alive, like a human torch
Me ne vado nel modo peggiore: morte leggendaria!
I want to go out in the worst way possible, leaving behind a legendary death
Mi autosuggestiono, mica mi autocelebro
I am self-suggestive, not self-congratulatory
Riflesso nella tazza del cesso vedo uno scheletro.
When I see my reflection in the toilet bowl, all I see is a skeleton
Proprio non sopporto le persone che ridono
I hate people who laugh
Yoshimitsu non sopporta quelle fortunate
Yoshimitsu hates the fortunate ones
Nick Sick odia quelle felici
Nick Sick hates the happy ones
E molto spesso queste tre cose coincidono!
Unfortunately, these three things often coincide with each other
Suono musica che uccide
I create lethal music
Ho una pallottola per quella zoccola, stupida che ride.
I have a bullet for that whore who stupidly laughs
Il giorno che m'ammazzo sarà festa nazionale
The day I kill myself will be a national holiday
Attaccata al tuo portone c'è una testa di maiale!
I will leave a pig head at your doorstep as a warning or threat
Writer(s): Frank Mccomb, Ian George Grant
Contributed by Sophia T. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Karl Benton
This is a Broken beat classic… channeling a blend of psychedelic Stevie Wonder with oracular Afro-futurist vision… Pure gold ✨
sunandsnowmusic
Incredible beat, Incredible vocals, Incredible bass, Incredible music!
Morris Mixmaster
Just brilliant this, I played about 4 different mixes...
Stefano Caneschi
The ‘new sector movement mix’ is not on unfortunately.. mind blowing for me.. anyway.. all good❤️
Tijani Ben Hassine
yesssss the dwele remix is dope too!!!
Clifton Floyd
Amazing.
Gary Grant
Amazing sounds only new sector
Stefano Caneschi
IG culture. Mental. 🤞🏿
mykennj007
DOPE
Morris Mixmaster
IG Culture for President