The project's definition is simple and clear: An apocalyptic and fearful vi… Read Full Bio ↴The project's definition is simple and clear: An apocalyptic and fearful view of the world is what NOISUF-X, the side-project of X-FUSION, is dealing with. It describes a cold and hopeless atmosphere musically with harsh distorted beats, experimental sounds and pushing sequences. The recurrent soundstructures and its simple monotony build a catchy opposite to X-FUSION.

The story of NOISUF-X had begun exactly in 1988 when Jan L. from Bochum/Germany used his legendary C64 for combining electronic sounds with organ-sequences and vinyl-elements. Two years later his C64 was detached by an Amiga 500, developing to 4 tracks and 8 bit. The first project was born, but the way that had to be gone until NOISUF-X came into being should be long. During the next years Jan created 10 albums under the name of X-FUSION by his own without a real deal. He extended his equipment over and over again and even got several gigs at Techno-parties such as the Innovation Rave (Fantasy/Dülmen) where he showed his abilities live in front of almost 2000 fans. X-FUSION's style of music evolved into the style of Techno/Acid/House just to the year 2000, when his first tracks including vocals were produced. Finally his hard work that changed into EBM sound at the end got appreciated by Indie-Label Dark Dimensions/Scanner, where he signed a contract and his first album 'Dial D For Demons' was released. On exactly this release a track appeared that gave NOISUF-X a basis for its existence by its title. The idea of the homonymous side-project was born.

NOISUF-X produced some INDUSTRIAL / NOIZE-Tracks and signed a contract at PRO-NOIZE / DARK-DIMENSIONS. The first official release was the track "Happy Birthday" on the Alfa-Matrix-Compilation "ENDZEIT BUNKERTRACKS". The NOISUF-X - Album "ANTIPODE" was released in summer 2005 and soon after the second release, the "TINNITUS EP", came out in september 2006. So it was and now NOISUF-X creates its own style [something like a hybrid of industrial, noize, electro and ambient music] with its published "TINNITUS EP" and does not need to be hidden within the shadows of X-FUSION anymore. This EP was extremely successful within the clubs and also highly scored the charts. It was more than expected for example GAC-Charts Position 04 or even the 3rd position within the DAC-Charts.
But this was just the beginning of what's about to come: NOISUF-X likes to surprise and this was and still is the reason for [in opposite to X-FUSION] performing NOISUF-X´s music live on stage. In the year 2007 "THE BEAUTY OF DESTRUCTION" became a great success for the band and the album reached position 2 at the german DAC-Charts. Songs like "HIT ME HARD" or "TOCCATA DEL TERRORE" are played in almost every industrial club out there. Two years later in 2009 the third studio album"VOODOO RITUAL" was released. It reached position 5 of the GEWC-Charts, position 3 of the DUC-Charts and position 15 of the GAC-Charts.

I Am Watching You
Noisuf-X Lyrics

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Who you think I am, but who you want me to be?

When I rock, jock niggas in shellshock
Don't watch the birdie watch the clock go tick tock
I rip shop, I make ya girls bottom lip drop
Yo word to the truckers at the pit stop I'm hip hop
I hold heat, never forget what niggas told me they showed me
Other emcees trying to fold me they owe me

Yo plus them niggas mad slow gee
I got my "Get U Now" so I'm comin with my homie
Here's the plan, stick 'em up, I enter, through the window
Stoop down so we can't see our crescendo
Pass the indo, yo we used to be our friend though
Yeah but that's the reason I don't really like to lend dough

From the corners cylindrical triangle hats
Says dunce lyrics precise like forensical science leave you entangled for months
Tryin to figure who done it, you fronted
Got cha shit stunted, didn't have to be that way
Some saw the light comin in, they shunned it
For the wickedness to those whose despise life and worship death
The established matched at eye for eye, tooth for tooth, breath to breath
These are the last days of the countdown, shit is just that drastic
Write journals, like they use the prophets, study math like a Aztec

Loved not for who you think I am, but who you want me to be
A true thuggin' emcee, true thugs, with no strings attached
I wanna give you my slugs and don't wanna take 'em
Box sprays, but with my box cutter in my boxes
Shots sprayed, who on cops high says we rastas
Rock away boulevard, got love and obnoxious
Bout five cops today, my rock away
Niggas and rock rage, got paid
A rock, you know why I rock, meet me at the Lobster's
I suggest I should dress proper
Copped a buzz, I copped a dutch
I got a lotta love, with no strings attached

Rhymes, rhymes, rhymes, we got plenty
Dimes, dimes, dimes, too many
Sparked up and chat, you keep countin'
I do my thing, jealous niggas keep doubtin'
Rock 'n' roll, lock 'n' load
Emcees out for pots of gold, we stop 'em cold
In they tracks an take all they chips-eses
All they dats, all they bullshit mixeses
Give 'em a credit, not debt it
We just flipped the calisthenics
Toss the Andy Pettitte, you said it
We grandslam in the never boss stand
Any pussy emcee's we abandon

Flew in from Monster Island just to rag shit wit jet lag
With brothers specializing ways how us not to get bagged
Egads! I bring confusion like roll call
To emcees so-called, hoes be like "yup I told y'all"
So socialize my bio so I dip dip dive
Memorize like I-omega zip drive
Go to the bar to drink to get soberer
King Ghidra eat the head of a king cobra like ginkoba

Kong get a cut like Kobe, now hold heat
So sweet, roll deep but no beef
Those that doze deep, close sheets
Po chose to speak with, reach over to reload the piece
Slip from freak to deak, keep concrete
Parallel to body 'til the next male
Shotties and hotty, still waitin' to exhale
Smell the blood bath a slugs caught
Slugs passed and bloodsport
Bugged laugh, a bugged thought
Caught some eyes make the case last stack a locker
Bocker, drink a vodka, hit note, like Sinatra at a opera
Drop a flocker, Orville Redenbocher
Get you, got you, shot the two L's without the proper
For the albums knocker
Hit the liquor, quicker than a quicker picker upper
Girl and stick er, I leave more nuts than a snicker
Kick er to the curb, punk a bitch, stomp a chick
For now call me Kong, Monster Isle, Monster Click (Bow!)

Loved not for who you think I am, but who you want me to be

True thuggin' emcee, true thugs, with no strings attached
I wanna give you my slugs, and don't wanna take 'em back

Overall Meaning

The song "I Am Watching You" by Noisuf-X is a rap song that features aggressive, hard-hitting lyrics. The first verse suggests that the rapper is aware of people's expectations, but it is not important for him to be who others want him to be. He then shifts to discussing his abilities as an emcee and how he can easily take over the rap game. The next verse points to a sense of urgency and the idea that these are the last days – a countdown to something drastic. The final verse is a series of rhymes that boast about the rapper's incredible lyrical abilities and his disregard for haters.

The song can be interpreted as a statement about the rapper's confidence in his own abilities, regardless of others' expectations or perceptions of him. The rap style and aggressive tone of the song add to this idea of the rapper's strength and determination to succeed.

Line by Line Meaning

Who you think I am, but who you want me to be?
Do you see me as who I really am, or as the version of me that you want to see?

When I rock, jock niggas in shellshock
When I perform, other rappers are left shocked and dazed.

Don't watch the birdie watch the clock go tick tock
Instead of focusing on distractions, stay aware of time slipping away.

I rip shop, I make ya girls bottom lip drop
My rhymes are so impactful that they leave listeners in awe.

Yo word to the truckers at the pit stop I'm hip hop
I embody the essence of hip-hop, as typified by the truckers at a pit stop.

I hold heat, never forget what niggas told me they showed me
I carry a weapon, and remain wary of those who have shown me their true intentions.

Other emcees trying to fold me they owe me
Other rappers who underestimate me will eventually owe me their respect.

From the corners cylindrical triangle hats
I come from the streets, with its diverse range of people and fashion styles.

Says dunce lyrics precise like forensical science leave you entangled for months
My sharp rhymes are like scientific evidence, leaving a lasting impact on listeners.

These are the last days of the countdown, shit is just that drastic
The end is near, and things have become more extreme than ever before.

Rhymes, rhymes, rhymes, we got plenty
We have an abundance of lyrics.

Dimes, dimes, dimes, too many
We have too many attractive women vying for our attention.

Flew in from Monster Island just to rag shit wit jet lag
I've come from a distant and unruly place to mess with people, despite being tired from travel.

Egads! I bring confusion like roll call
I cause confusion, like the chaos of a roll call.

Go to the bar to drink to get soberer
Go to a bar to drink, in order to sober up and regain focus.

Kong get a cut like Kobe, now hold heat
Like Kobe Bryant, I make precise cuts, and carry a weapon.

Slip from freak to deak, keep concrete
I can transition from being wild to being serious, while staying grounded in reality.

Parallel to body 'til the next male
My career path is in line with my physical body, and I will keep going until the next man takes over.

Hit the liquor, quicker than a quicker picker upper
I drink alcohol quickly, like how a quicker picker upper cleans up messes quickly.

Girl and stick er, I leave more nuts than a snicker
I have sex frequently, and leave behind more evidence of it than a Snickers candy bar.

Loved not for who you think I am, but who you want me to be
You are drawn to the idea of who you want me to be, rather than the reality of who I am.

True thuggin' emcee, true thugs, with no strings attached
I am a rapper who embodies the true essence of thuggishness, with no obligations or strings attached.

I wanna give you my slugs, and don't wanna take 'em back
I want to share my talents with you, without any expectation of receiving anything in return.

Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Daniel Dumile Thompson

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