Luna
SUGIZO Lyrics


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f/ Ghostface Killah, Streetlife

[Intro: Ghostface Killah]

Yeah, six o'clock in the morning

That's right, you gotta get your darts right
Spray ya'll niggas on some marksman shit]

[Ghostface Killah]

I got ready to graze

Took my hat off and the crowd went crazy

Bitches threw their panties, the sound man was fannin' me

The whole place was standin', G

What they chant, we was family

Jumped in the crowd and I swam to sea

Threw me to the back, surprise, I still had my chains on me

Dana Dane, front row bitches, I bang all three

Say, yo, Meth, fuck it, throw a Jim Brownski

Versace, banana color robes and my socks be

Them Billie Jean shits and they real Rocky

The fans can't knock me

I bench Coliseums while Genius spot me

Plus I'm cocky, bitch

[Streetlife]

Once I, took off the hoodie, revealed the face

Cop patrol couldn't control the place

I got groupies backstage, lined up at the gate

The signs up, yellin', "We love your tape!"

I'm sorry I took so long, didn't mean to make ya'll wait

But good things take time to create

You can find me, in your studio

Half baked, eatin' ganja cake

Tryin' to make my next release date

With Ghost, Street, GZA, great minds relate

You know a brother bond is hard to break

When we perform we cause the Earth to shake

Ain't nuthin' change, it's still those same niggas you love to hate

GZA...

[GZA]

I set examples over amplified samples

That's scratched in the club, ducks begin to trample

On those fell victim, body loss they souls

These beats when I picked 'em

Jones played the role, soldiers brave and bold

RZA paid the roll, GZA buries the scrolls

Then months later it was, then years later it was

Written on loose leaf, that old formula

That was stolen by new thieves

The journalist watched it, critics couldn't knock it

A piece of history that they carried in they pocket

With the time factor, speed was the order of the day

What a delay, they were able to, what he would say

Why waste the slot time, of the ridiculous rhyme

That's only excused by a generous mind

I kept 'em stored in the shelters like the goods in cans





'Til I turned rap villes into harvested lands

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Sugizo's "Luna" featuring Ghostface Killah and Streetlife describe the artists' experiences as performers, conveying the feeling of being on stage and the energy generated by their music. Ghostface Killah begins by describing his performance, telling us that it is 6am and he is ready to shoot figurative darts at his audience. He then goes on to describe the reaction of the crowd, with women throwing their panties and everyone chanting together as if they are one big family. His confidence in his ability to perform and the support from his fans is evident.


The song then jumps to Streetlife's experiences, discussing the lift he receives from performing and how he has fans that love his music. The song ends with GZA describing the impact of his music and the importance of his legacy. He speaks about the journalists who write about his music, and the critics who "couldn't knock it" and how his music will go down in history. Overall, the song is a celebration of the power of music and the joy and energy that comes with performing.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, six o'clock in the morning
It's early in the morning, implying that there's a long day ahead.


That's right, you gotta get your darts right
You need to be sharp and on point, ready to perform well.


Spray ya'll niggas on some marksman shit
Perform with precision like a sharpshooter and make an impact.


I got ready to graze
I prepared to perform.


Took my hat off and the crowd went crazy
My grand entrance got the crowd excited and pumped up.


Bitches threw their panties, the sound man was fannin' me
The female fans were so excited that they tossed their underwear and even the sound man was impressed.


The whole place was standin', G
The entire venue was standing up, excited and ready for my performance.


What they chant, we was family
The crowd and I were like family, united through music.


Jumped in the crowd and I swam to sea
I entered the crowd and got lost in the sea of people, enjoying the moment with them.


Threw me to the back, surprise, I still had my chains on me
The crowd moved me to the back but I still had all my jewelry on, showing off my wealth.


Dana Dane, front row bitches, I bang all three
The famous rap artist Dana Dane was in the front row, with a group of female fans. I had sex with all three of them.


Say, yo, Meth, fuck it, throw a Jim Brownski
I asked my rap partner Meth to light up a joint and throw a touchdown pass, expressing my carefree and playful attitude.


Versace, banana color robes and my socks be
I wear fashionable clothes by top brands like Versace, with matching bright socks.


Them Billie Jean shits and they real Rocky
My shoes are like Michael Jackson's in his "Billie Jean" video, but with a tough and rugged look like Sylvester Stallone's character in Rocky.


The fans can't knock me
My fans can't criticize or disapprove of me, they always show their love and support.


I bench Coliseums while Genius spot me
I can handle the weight of a whole coliseum during exercise, while my friend Genius watches and admires me.


Plus I'm cocky, bitch
I am confident and even a bit arrogant, proud of my success and fame.


Once I, took off the hoodie, revealed the face
I revealed my identity and personal style.


Cop patrol couldn't control the place
Even the police couldn't stop the enthusiasm and energy of the fans.


I got groupies backstage, lined up at the gate
I have many female fans (groupies) waiting for me behind the stage, or even lined up outside the venue.


The signs up, yellin', "We love your tape!"
The fans expressed their affection through signs and cheers, praising my music.


I'm sorry I took so long, didn't mean to make ya'll wait
I apologize for keeping the fans waiting for me to take the stage, acknowledging their eagerness to see me perform.


But good things take time to create
It takes patience and effort to produce quality art or music.


You can find me, in your studio
I am often working in the recording studio, creating new music.


Half baked, eatin' ganja cake
I am smoking marijuana and eating cake while working in the studio.


Tryin' to make my next release date
I am focused on finishing my next music release, working hard to meet deadlines.


With Ghost, Street, GZA, great minds relate
My fellow rappers Ghost, Street, and GZA are talented and smart, and we have a special connection.


You know a brother bond is hard to break
My relationship with my rap brothers is very strong and lasts over time.


When we perform we cause the Earth to shake
When we perform together on stage, our energy and power shake the ground and impress the audience.


Ain't nuthin' change, it's still those same niggas you love to hate
We are still the same controversial and admired rap artists that some people love to criticize and hate.


I set examples over amplified samples
I am a role model and inspiration to others, making music with powerful sound and deep meaning.


That's scratched in the club, ducks begin to trample
The DJ plays my music in clubs, and the fans go wild and dance uncontrollably.


On those fell victim, body loss they souls
My music has deeply affected the fans, like changing their life or soul.


These beats when I picked 'em
I carefully chose the beats for my music.


Jones played the role, soldiers brave and bold
My DJ Jones helped me in my music production, like courageous soldiers fighting together.


RZA paid the roll, GZA buries the scrolls
My producer RZA contributed to the success of my music but I wrote the lyrics and ideas for my songs.


Then months later it was, then years later it was
My impact and legacy in music continues even months or years after my songs are released.


Written on loose leaf, that old formula
My creative process sometimes involves writing lyrics on scrap paper, using a proven method that works for me.


That was stolen by new thieves
My original music ideas and techniques have been copied or imitated by others.


The journalist watched it, critics couldn't knock it
Even the music journalists appreciate my talent and the critics can't find fault with my music.


A piece of history that they carried in they pocket
My music is like a precious artifact or keepsake that people treasure or keep with them.


With the time factor, speed was the order of the day
As time passed and technology advanced, the music industry became more fast-paced and demanding.


What a delay, they were able to, what he would say
Even with a delay or obstacle, people can still appreciate and understand my music and message.


Why waste the slot time, of the ridiculous rhyme
I don't waste my opportunities to perform or produce music with shallow or senseless lyrics.


That's only excused by a generous mind
People who create bad or trivial music are only forgiven by those with kind and charitable hearts.


I kept 'em stored in the shelters like the goods in cans
I kept my lyrics securely protected and hidden, like valuable goods in a safe place.


'Til I turned rap villes into harvested lands
My efforts and music have transformed the rap industry and culture into a thriving and abundant society, like a farmer cultivating crops in a field.




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