Bishop Nehru nous offre un single calibré comme je les aime avec too lost
Je scrute les prods de DJ Premier comme les médecins, le coronavirus. Dès lors, quand j’ai vu que Primo avait filé une prod à Bishop Nehru, je me suis jeté dessus comme des nonnes sur une courgette. L’instru avec quelques notes de piano et deux ou trois scratchs est simple et triste. Il fait dans l’efficace, pas de fanfreluches et d’innovations (même si je regrette un peu). Notre rappeur y jette ses peurs en lyrics. Ca fait le job et tu vas caler ça dans ta playlist du mois.
C’est donc extrait de l’album Nehruvia: My Disregarded Thoughts qui sort le 8 mai prochain.
lyrics de too lost par Bishop Nehru
Uh, yup, yup, yup, and away
(Boy, you in the wrong place with the wrong one)
[?] life, uh
(Boy, you in the wrong place with the wrong one)
2296
(Boy, you in the wrong place with the wrong one)
Look, uh, look
Woke up stoney, still I need my lighter and a rollie
I’m thinking of the nonsense I often let control me
I look into the mirror and it’s like I see the old team
Trapped in the glass hoping it crack so he roams free
I start to leave as I’m headed for the kitchen
And then I hear a voice and it’s begging for attention
Like « Listen, Bish it’s clear you’ve been tripping
I think that you’re forgetting everything that you’ve been wishing
Like what’s with all the tension, it’s sunny like Liston
Still, through the thrills, I’ve been seeing something different
And I’m what you’re missing, the piece to the puzzle
So I’m never dippin’ ’til you gone like shuttles
I been here since days we were playing in the puddle
‘Cause I’m your inner child, you’ll never see a double
It can’t be the hustle like [?], he got it
They say he should slow, but he can’t ever stop it »
I feel numb, how dead am I?
Got pain inside but I never cry, no
Still blessed so I question why
Is it still just me, myself, and I?
I’m too lost all of the time
In my thoughtsI’m just tryna get by, yeah
Too lost all of the time
In my thoughts, I’m just tryna get by, yeah
Close to midnight, left the bros in the sight
Now I’m home and enclosed in my dome for the night
Like Rome it’s a fight, tryna hold life tight
As I hear another voice tryna shine life’s light
Like « Listen, Bishop, I mean Markelle
You better wisen up before you slip and you fail
You’ll be another tale just with one to tell
Yeah they wanting you to fail like you kickflipped and bailed
Look, you move well when you in position
But you don’t wanna let pressure change your decisions
You know your intentions, keep rollin’, keep winning
Put your chips down and you gotta keep spending
Enjoy life’s gambles, I know that it can start to be a handful
You think that it’ll all dismantle
I need the old days when you were the young vandal
Who didn’t give a fuck if they didn’t understand you »
I feel numb, how dead am I?
Got pain inside but I never cry, no
Still blessed so I question why
Is it still just me, myself, and I?
I’m too lost all of the time
In my thoughts, I’m just tryna get by, yeah
Too lost all of the time
In my thoughts, I’m just tryna get by, yeah
Yeah, and away
Cold life
2296
(Boy, you in the wrong place with the wrong one)
(Boy, you in the wrong place with the wrong one)
(Boy, you in the wrong place with the wrong one)
