Nesian Mystik - A Brief Reflection Lyrics
*Verse 1*(Donald)This goes out to you working to make ends meetAnd this goes out to you working in your office suiteThis goes out for you who fear there is no hopeMay my passion inspire, so please listen in closeThis is for my people struggling with educationAnd this is for my people excelling past expectationsThe story is simple as our life pages turnFrom our journey of passion may your conscience mind learn(Te Awanui)Untarnished flames step alongside usOn our journeyTeaching beam through our rhymesHumble remains oh the spirit that guides theConcisenses in our lives*Chorus*(Te Awanui)A brief reflectionListen in right hereOf my dreamsTeleport to another timeCourage enhancedTogether we're stepping forth no one can hold us backThrough where I've beenWe are C O C O nuts from da city*Verse 2*(Donald)This goes out to you who said we wouldn't make itThis goes out to those who said we wouldn't make the cutI've seen my share of people spreading gypsy mythsCrossed paths with people dodgier stiffer than 50 pricksBut still theres never been an obsticle unecessaryLooking back the reflections that ish was legendaryDonald, Fred and Chelease back in 96'Chapter 1 of my GenesisYo Chapter 2Now thats a different story it was me lekiSinging hooks self explanatoryBlossomed to merge and DIRECT HARMONYIt was about time we met the Fa'atasi FamilyWent on to rock talent quest, numerous showsLast minute rugged cuts haha sabre let 'em know(Feleti)Hysterical productions looking back that's historyDispite the horrors of flat moments friendship remained the key(Donald)Now around 98' Arch Dynasty formedChapter 3, D.H and Fa'atasi joined forcePasifika festivals, Grey Lynn communityLaying the foundation for this Nesian MooliChapter 4 into the final thoughtReminiscing back on lessons experience, once taughtContinuly proceed by any means see fitThis has been a brief reflection of how I lived*Chorus**Verse 3*(Feleti)Allow me to take you back to where it all beganListening to street poets black performing with my dadYo introduced to MCing by my cousin ScribeWay before him and P-Money's thoughts synchronisedAlong with trax and N.A.T formed the Fa'atasi familyRepresenting afakasi's C.O.C.O.N.U.T'SUnveiled hiphop in depthly and what it meant to meCompleted the evolution becoming an MCThe art form called, open doors by love of peopleDoing gigs nobody else ever will concede toBust Acoustic stylistics with J.P like meditatingDevelop my style and content for navigatingThrough this shady industry which comes with no surpriseAt this time D.L.T truly opened up my eyesHe said they'll try to change you, but don't let this phase youThey can't contain the truth, simply remain youSo with knowledge in my pocketAnd a fist full of rhymesProgression was constantLyrics slowly refinedWhile the ignorant critized, stepping on hollow groundUplifting belief of family encouraged my inner soundThe spirit guided me through turbulent monsoonsA.K.A the non believers with negative attitudesMay the music empower strengthening within your mentalUnexpected was the rise of these kats from city central*Chorus**Verse 4*(Junior)7 years out of DALVE WOLVES to GREY LYNN/PONSONBYLiving the coconut life and dancing with the familyA.E.C.G be the group and AITUTAKI be my rootsI remember back in intermediate playing st paulsBasketball 25 on 5 yo whats the scoreForget about it no one gonna care about itSame hood CENTRAL society yo we like to partyWESTERN SPRINGS was my lily pad to get across the pondTo prepare for these rivers and these years to comeAnd introduced me to my brothers and Advanced toTROPICAL PENGUINS but on that topic I'll not mention1 year concentrationThe time had arrived power to techniquesBacking tracks acoustic gats 4 micsClassroom schedule practises to share mind and ariseNESIAN STYLEThe 4 mics now turn to 5 and SABREPromoted from lyricist advisor to the monitorsCity coconut behaviour as NESIAN MYSTIK stands strongCoz everybody knows IT'S ONI like to send aknowledgement to all those who set this foundationFor AOTEAROA music to build with self compositionCrossing streets down in BAYRunning GREY/PONSONBY as home baseA brief reflection of my days*Chorus*
