Since Interscope Records had many other popular artists like Eminem and 50 Cent, Planet Asia did not get much promotion. The Fresno rapper stayed with Interscope until 2003 and did not release one album. He did however get nominated for a Grammy Award in 2002 for the song "W" by Mystic. In October, 2007 Asia performed at the OC Tavern after Aliso Black an acclaimed member from the X-tort Clan opened for him. He also made many collaboration tracks with famous artists such as Linkin Park, Bun B, Talib Kweli and Ghostface Killah.
In 2003, Avatar Records signed Planet Asia to an exclusive world-wide recording contract and in 2004 released Planet Asia's debut album, The Grand Opening, to positive feedback. It earned him another Independent Album of the Year award from The Source. Avatar also released 12" vinyl records including "Summertime In The City" b/w "G's & Soldiers" featuring Kurupt, "Its All Big" b/w "Right or Wrong", and "Real Niggaz" featuring Ghostface. His record "G's & Soldiers" featuring Kurupt was prominently featured in John Travolta's 2005 film "Be Cool" released by MGM. After leaving Avatar, Planet Asia started his own record label, Gold Chain Music, with Walt Liquor.
His latest album, The Medicine, was released on October 3, 2006 on ABB Records. The entire album was produced by Evidence of Dilated Peoples, with co-production credits from The Alchemist, Nucleus & Bravo.
Don't Let Up
Planet Asia Lyrics
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Yeah, we gon' be a bunch of little Fonzi's
And y'all all know what Fonzi was...cool
That's right (set it off)
(Talib Kweli, Planet Asia)
We in the air like natural and mystic
Or smoke when the spliff's lit
Cuz you Limp like Bizkit
Spit and focus, formats my motto
In minutes and in precice, this is vintage
Y'all know it only takes a second for mics to get blown
You nice, you get known
Hear me twice it's the clone ass nigga wit no life of his own
This is it, as Planet sets flames to the journal in your section
Wit Kweli from Reflection Eternal
Big up my nigga Hi-Tek steady rockin the spot
These niggas styles so dead that they startin to rot
We got the market on stock
Wit hot drops and big bookings
How we leave shows shooken up from Fresno to Brooklyn
New York City cost of livin, type high
We type fly, roll a white guy
Light it up like Manhattan in the night sky
Word, and it's no Mister Nice Guy
Show you how we slice pies
Divided in between the scheme of nighttime
(Chorus--Planet Asia, Talib Kweli)
"Don't let up"
We keep it movin with the movement
Beats by my brethren, 427
"Don't let up"
Keep on making the street songs with the beat strong
Each one, we gotta teach one
"Don't let up"
It's Planet Asia and Talib Kweli
Shoutouts to J-F, my click, and that nigga JOEY T.!!!
"Don't let up"
Blackstar to Cali Agents, these cats are amazing
Most rappers are foul and flagrant
(Planet Asia)
I keep rhymes on floss, retardedly smart
Wit fine-printed sheets folded
A book of such pages, a nine inch octavolts
It's cultural warfare where shots fire rapidly
Cats plastically resign drastically
C'mon, up in the house you got the mic
Veteran slight, better than all your favorite rappers
Guess I'm about to make some cheddar
Than y'all, should fall abrupt
Once the measuring starts
I spit bars in twenty-fours and cut vocals without editing
I'm long-winded, styles intrigue through these vaccuum lungs
Althought my family be toking major trees
My performance forever powerful
These beats got me spittin Frank Sinatra's
And wilding out on bank accountants
It's chronic slaughter, ionic orders doric
Now dine a novel to the face, I lace cats with the prehistoric
Medicinal metaphoric assorted for clientele
My whole crew circulating just like Japanese tourists
And I clap MC's flawless
Know what I'm sayin?
I stays blunted with about a hundred thousand choruses
And crush mode, baby up those stats
I used to bust flows back in the day
I'll probably rush you
Like fuck those raps!
Pitch black, spittin at the park
Seventy, perform the benches, triple-loaded in the dark
I started noticing my glow in the dark was right
From then on, I was always able to rock the mic unordinary from yours
Legendary till you bury the sword
Marry ya broad, scary how I carry the gorge
Of every applaud, I'm heavy like a 70's Ford
For the cheddy and I'm ready and raw
(Chorus--Talib Kweli, Planet Asia)
"Don't let up"
Killin the track, chill in the back
Until it's time to hit the stage and begin healing the raps
"Don't let up"
We all inside of the place
With big bitches, step to this and end up dividing the cake
"Don't let up"
You gotta hear us, so we slow it up
Let me see your fist, throw it up, every spot we blow it up
"Don't let up"
We keep it movin with the movement
Beats by my brethren, 427
(Talib Kweli)
My man Planet Asia already broke down the science to my name
I speak to the silent and the tame
And the violent in the brain
I'm the pilot in the plane
I'm still Soundbombing shit
Dominant when I be flowin
Cats get broken like promises
Fuck the politics, my partnership with artists who
Put their heart in it, that's why my crew spit the hardest shit
For the art of it, we start the shit and get it HYPE
Cuz hearing me and this man here rock together, yo it's like
Mixing Northern Lights from the Bay
With Yard weed from Jamaica
Or the best from the Knicks with the best of the Lakers
We the creators, never the imitators of the slave traders
All y'all niggas is just cartoons put to music like Fantasia
From the planet of Brooklyn to Planet Asia
I'll pull your card, I'm all around, I see your hand plus I'll raise ya
Like children, just for the sake of smacking you when you outta place
You don't get hits, niggas make errors, try to run home
You out at the plate (YOU'RE OUT!)
I make wack niggas light my L then I put it out on they face
From New York to California, I'll run you all out of the state
Of mind you currently residin in
The difference is you try to win
You believe what they sayin, you on your knees like you prayin
You ain't got to sweat the ice and money, they know people promise me
With one rhyme I probably could break down your whole psychology
Niggas is Hollywood like the church of Scientology
If I drop African thought
They probably would lie and say it's Greek philosophy
(Chorus--Planet Asia, Talib Kweli)
"Don't let up"
Get rowdy if ya feelin it
We all about killin it
Ya feelin it? Well get with it then
"Don't let up"
Killlin the track, chill in back
Till it's time to hit the stage and bring healing to rap
"Don't let up"
We still down for the cause
With or without fame, stickin to the old school laws
"Don't let up"
You gotta hear us, so we slow it up
Let me see your fist, throw it up, every spot we blow it up
In Planet Asia's song "Don't Let Up", he collaborates with Talib Kweli to rap about their experiences in the music industry. The opening verse, with Kweli imitating Samuel L. Jackson in "Pulp Fiction," sets the tone for the confidence and coolness expressed throughout the song. Asia raps about his skills on the mic and his musical influence that goes beyond hip-hop. He also boasts of his cheddar and how he crushes MC's. Later, Kweli contributes with his smooth flow, rapping about his partnership with artists who put their hearts into their music, and how he'll run you out of your state of mind. The chorus repeats "Don't let up," indicating the persistence and drive necessary to succeed in the music game.
The song talks about how the music game is cutthroat and constantly evolving, reminding artists to keep their eyes on the prize and to stay true to their art. The verses highlight the rappers' unique styles and talents while also giving listeners a glimpse into their experiences in the industry. The chorus is catchy and emphasizes the message of the song while also adding a sense of unity among artists.
Line by Line Meaning
We in the air like natural and mystic
We are elevated and in a state of flow like nature or spiritual energy.
Or smoke when the spliff's lit
Or we are carefree and relaxed like smoke from a lit marijuana cigarette.
Don't bitch if you get your shit split
Do not complain if you get hurt or beaten.
Cuz you Limp like Bizkit
Because you are powerless like the band Limp Bizkit.
Spit and focus, formats my motto
I speak with precision and concentration.
In minutes and in precice, this is vintage
My flow is timeless and precise, like a fine wine.
Y'all know it only takes a second for mics to get blown
You know that it only takes a moment for me to steal the show with my rhymes.
You nice, you get known
If your skills are good, you will become famous.
Hear me twice it's the clone ass nigga wit no life of his own
If you listen to me twice, you will hear a copycat with no originality of their own.
These niggas styles so dead that they startin to rot
Other rappers' styles are so lifeless that they are beginning to decay.
It's chronic slaughter, ionic orders doric
My rhymes are deadly and powerful, likened to the ancient orders of Greek architecture.
Now dine a novel to the face, I lace cats with the prehistoric
Now listen carefully, because I will educate you with my ancient wisdom.
Show you how we slice pies
Let me demonstrate how we divide and conquer our enemies.
Divided in between the scheme of nighttime
We are divided and fighting during dark times.
We keep it movin with the movement
We keep pushing forward with our movement and do not stop.
Beats by my brethren, 427
The beats are made by my fellow artists in the 427 collective.
Each one, we gotta teach one
We must all share knowledge and wisdom with each other and the community.
I'm the pilot in the plane
I am in control and leading the way.
I still Soundbombing shit
I am still tearing up the scene with my Soundbombing crew.
Dominant when I be flowin
I am in charge and at my peak when I am rapping.
Cats get broken like promises
Others get crushed and broken by me like a promise that was not kept.
For the art of it, we start the shit and get it HYPE
We do this for the love of the art and we get everyone excited and energized about it.
We the creators, never the imitators of the slave traders
We are the original creators of our work and do not copy or imitate the work of others who exploit others for profit.
All y'all niggas is just cartoons put to music like Fantasia
All of the other rappers are just caricatures or cartoonish representations of themselves set to music, like the movie Fantasia.
Contributed by Tyler R. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Mixwell1983
Bro this is the track that ive had forever. Was trying to find it on youtube and there are hella remixes. I dont know if this an OG or what but everything is a remix but this the OG track that i been listening to for the last 15 years.. i thought it was the OG song
brigtern
Tracked it down to The Numbskulls. Self scientific's first alias
Kipkoech Choge
Bruh I've been looking for this for damn near 14 years!
Thabs Mots
this is the version...we feeling