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The NVMBR Protocol

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Produced by: Naufal Gani for NVMBR CHLD Contains Voice Samples from the Movie ‘Ghost Dog: The Way of the Samurai’
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Title: The Last Shogun Artists: Tetsuo & Ilohshix Lyrics by: M. Ridhwan, M. Irfan Produced by: Naufal Gani for NVMBR CHLD Recorded and Mixed by: Naufal Gani @ NVMBR CHMBRS Verse 1 (Tetsuo) I am a dying breed, Last Shogun from Assassins’ Creed Like Sun Tzu's Art of War, we always stay true Samurai swings and blood spills on you I'll lock you in a rear naked choke like jui-jitsu Yeah, you better take cover son. My mind is vast as the jungles in Amazon Forcing you to bow down, pound for pound I casually assault you like a hellhound My combo is continuous, ready for war, my rhyme skills ridiculous Assault and battery, destroying everything in my path With my wrath, I'll turn this track into a fucking bloodbath What Verse 2 (Illoshix) A fucking blood bath, ninja boy status: unmasked Gut slashed with a cutlass, un-fleshed Gun blasts to your dumb pack, none left Grab your chick by the hair, "Bitch, undress!" 2 cups of blood when I slit her neck Another cup with a cigarette It’s thicker when I sipped the gash, Sweet but slight bitter yet I wondered, where the fuck is my liquor at They call me jack the ripper; jack will rip your spleen I’ll break you like a broken figurine Try to rage against the machine Not hesitate to decapitate like guillotines then vanish from the killing scene Chorus You better run run run, as fast as you can The Last Shogun sword cut your fucking clan Your body on the ground, your head on my hands Your blood turns to ashes and ashes turns to sand Run run run, as fast as you can The Last Shogun sword cut your fucking clan My sharp words be the instrument of defence Cut wounds leave you in a bad circumstance Verse 3 (Tetsuo & Illoshix) Flows and arrows, infinite bars archer Separate your head from your fucking body structure I puncture, your fucking frame like a bed of spikes I let you see God within seconds after rays of lights The Last Shoguns, we bow to no one Dark shadow ninjas leave you blacked out like no suns We killing your sons, make you watch it, helpless Mentally scarred your life, no one ever felt this You're forced to run, if you still wanna see tomorrow Fuck your sorrows, we still leave you hollow With a bullet through your head That's it, we're leaving you dead The Last Shoguns blurred your vision with red Chorus
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Title: Off My Chest Artists: Psykes Lyrics by: A. Malek, Aidil Shah, Naufal Gani Produced by: Naufal Gani for NVMBR CHLD Recorded and Mixed by: Naufal Gani @ NVMBR CHMBRS Verse 1 (Ilbril) It's apocalypse when the mic comes to my lips I recite lyrics that hits you hard on the ribs A stealth killer like the world has never seen We put the X on the A, The X’ssasins The presence we have is enough to shake you faggots Don’t try to top our lyrics you know you’re not our standard We feast upon the weak just like a hungry beast We bomb on you fake ass just like a rhyme terrorist With your style like that I don’t think you know what rap is Take my advice I suggest that you should drop this Your rhymes are empty, you can never break me With you lack of skills you’re just another wack MC Psykes, the tight virgin against you loose whore When we fuck you guys up, you’ll be begging for me It's Psykes and XS, a deadly combination It's annihilation if you try to test our patience Verse 2 (Define) When I come through MCs make way for me It's like we possess magnetic force With the same polarity Not here to just blaze ya'll and causing cats to fumble In fact to clear misconception Before it leads to trouble First of all beef is not what we tryna find We're not those typical rappers who'll stab you from behind We're just amateurs, compelling through music Tryna create superior lyrics acknowledge it as an epic I'm just an instrumentalist expressing how he feels Am not inaudible when he goes through an ordeal So stop the jealousy shit giving me those piercing stares We're better times infinity in case you're not aware You know what dawg? Don’t put my patience to the test Never look at me that way cause I never owe you cash You ain't no arsonist you can't burn me like fire I'll extinguish you with cool and calmness So try harder Verse 3 (Young) Off my chest man, get the fuck out my way And just hush, I know you got something to say See I Coldplay for power, they call me Sylar I’m a Smooth Criminal, I own Velvet Revolvers The Pendulum Swings as the Soundgarden blooms I’m like Dead Celeb with this music that I consume These words an Offspring of My Chemical Romance I end up Counting Crows every time I take the chance man I Rage Against the Machine just like the Fall Out Boys I’m the Oasis in your dreams when your soldiers can't deploy I’m a Radiohead, you just straight up fiasco I run with X, ayo we Army of the Pharaohs Your rhyme scheme Evanescence in the morning mist I’m a Prodigy, when I shoot I don’t miss On the Flipsyde I slayed the Killers And 3 Doors Down, lyrically barraged them pillars, what what
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Title: Just Sayin' Artist: Sheeq Luna Lyrics by: N. Ashriqin Produced by: Naufal Gani for NVMBR CHLD Recorded and Mixed by: M. Izaril @ The.XS Lab Additional Scratches by: M. Izaril Verse 1 I put my foot in the shallow waters Test the temperature Swim across the stagnant swamp, like a wild gator Too late to guard your mind, lack of protection Decode all of ya crimes like a pro detective Don't play with the dangerous, die from the cause of my poison Your life be like Steve Robert Irwin Stung you numb up in the head No need for all the sleeping pills to put your brain back to bed Pondering on how to do me next like bad sex Better act fast or be stuck in this vortex I had enough of your little kid rap games wack names Trying hard to get pass fame I need some challenge, good gold talent Something off the box , something worth to be on Ellen So quit playing , no more time to be wastin' You better do or die, hashtag not just sayin' Chorus x2 I be the chick that be holdin down the spot, just sayin' Keepin up with class , movin up the mass , just sayin' You be the kid stankin on your own game With the steez of a sucka MC, I'm just sayin' Verse 2 You see I've murdered many rappers and I still got a way with it No lies I'm as real as you can get with this Bow tie on my shirt, class in my work While you can't even afford these expensive words I take you on like a man versus gun Waiting for a shot, I only see your mouth run You are just a noise to me, really annoyingly My mind is switched off when you try to voice out to me And I be on some quest of the Jackson Ready for the battle ground, pen in my pocket Best believe I'm the child of Lord Liquid Smooth on this tune and my tongue be so fluid Chorus X2
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Title: Nights of Shankar Artists: Maddie, Rebeleon & Mean Lyrics by: N. Muhammad, P. Sukriven, N. Ahmad Muhaimin Produced by: Naufal Gani for NVMBR CHLD Recorded by: Naufal Gani @ NVMBR CHMBRS / M.Izaril @ The.XS Lab Mixed by: Naufal Gani @ NVMBR CHMBRS Verse 1 (Maddie) I said vannakam, and I be blazing this shit I bring the fire wherever cause I be walking on heat Like a firewalker, I'm not used to a beef But mess with us and get fucked like a Bollywood bitch Visions of Ghandi, but I kill with a mic I'm loose in the mind, the real drunk Indian type You dare to stereotype? Come and battle in an audio fight Don't fuck with the light, screw your radio hype The chords of sitar, while I'm blazing Buddha I bring death like Shiva while I'm killing on bars Slash and leave you with scars, leave artilleries ajar The double K Indian that will leave you with mar Chorus Nights of Shankar, recite your mantra Rebeleon, Maddie, Mean blazing through the stanza Nights of Shankar, recite your mantra Rebeleon, Maddie, Mean yeah we down with NVMBR Verse 2 (Rebeleon) I sit and wait, kill you late November Leave your body looking like a puzzle to the coroner Closed casket wake last till December My birthday I celebrate while you're 6 feet under These wack emcees got the heart of a bitch So I’ll puncture both your lungs and leave you to twitch Pull out your right eye so your left eye can see it Then I'll make you eat your shit mixed with my vomit See, Young and us we got a sick vendetta To chop you up worse than the Black Dahlia Death by asphyxiation before trauma Now that’s what you get for starting that drama Chorus Verse 3 (Mean) I slice heads of ingrates and leave them to bleed dead I feel hate, no remorse, I piss on you shit heads Eat rappers for breakfast, threw up on this beat straight Code Red: NVMBR we in it to destroy I decoy then deploy my army of emcees We are what you can't see, call us the rap Gods Rip hearts for pleasure I'm microphone's terror I am the ill bred child of NVMBR Breaking necks, don't mess with the X Mean got the game on lock, look at him flex Dump rappers in body bags then raise the flags Axe gang spit it sick when we attack Chorus
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Title: Relax Artists: Psykes Lyrics by: A. Malek, Aidil Shah, Naufal Gani Produced by: Naufal Gani for NVMBR CHLD Recorded and Mixed by: Naufal Gani @ NVMBR CHMBRS Verse 1 (Ilbril) You need to relax kid, that’s what they always told me Try to slow things down progress yourself slowly Pace yourself up to the game accordingly You’ll be perfectly fine if you listen to me Yeah damn right, I’ll be fine if I listen to your shit But your shit ain’t right and I can’t do no shit Like the master of puppets you telling us to do shit And at the end of the day you pay us back with bull Relax la the guys in white know what they doing Don’t be tripping man or it is you who’ll be losing If you Rage Against the Machine it won’t do you anything They’ll sleep you in the fire making you lose everything Yeah so what I do now is to be the typical Hitting shit up on FaceBook making things critical Complain, complain, complain is what we do best No I won’t pay you more, lu semue boleh pergi Chorus That's what we call Everybody just Say what Now take a chill pill That's what we call Cause we like to Say what Verse 2 (Define) You cats gotta chill Gotta learn how to sit back Things ain't going your way Turn on the repeat mode for this track You know it ain't about just going with the flow You gotta plan and execute, take it steady and slow Life gets hard, we're bound to make mistakes So revise and improvise cause we are no perfectionist Affected by unnecessary hate and prejudice Only you can help yourself to find a solution to this Optimism, is the key to success Accept any challenges, put yourself to the test Slowly but surely we keep on hustlin The scene is never dead, we gotta keep on trying Ayo, we gotta unite man It's a fucking small scene why you wanna beef man? Help a brother out cut some slack Take a step back you know all you gotta do is just Chorus Verse 3 (Young) I can't deny that I’m mad pissed at the current situation Singapore, Singa-dollars, the Singa-foreigns Everything’s taken a hike, money wise it’s out of control Everything, yes, everything except for the payrolls Nothing much I can do about the shit that we under Middle fingers in the air, a flying fuck to the power Bo-pian, suck thumb, feel numb, life's okay-okay As long as we here man, we pay and pay So hard to say, yeah we all mad and angry But we gotta know material wealth is temporary So I chill, no pressure cracks, no panic No rush, no running frantic, no tension, just lepak , no worries One corner, chillin’ We sing a song, and if a problem comes by Keep calm and carry on, just Chorus
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Title: Smile Artists: RAFX & Young Lyrics by: M. Rafie, Naufal Gani Produced by: Naufal Gani for NVMBR CHLD Recorded and Mixed by: Naufal Gani @ NVMBR CHMBRS Verse 1 (RAFX) Your time is up, now it’s time for you to leave the stage You deconstruct, now it’s time for me to renovate It's been too long, like a thousand years I hibernate So move along yo I need to use the centre stage I maybe slow but you’re the one that’s walking backwards I march forth, levitate, and I’m going upwards This is a rabbit race, you know who’s the winner Don’t mess around with the child of NVMBR We superheroes spitting lines and verses Astronaut, we be space invaders Illuminate the space, drink tea like a mastermind Control the universe storm trooper we Jedi mind Communicate the complicate, however you will interpret Street smart graduate you know my rhymes are accurate It's a warzone, bloodshed till my death bed Till the day I say, "Ma I finally made it" Chours x2 When I come up on stage, man I look up and smile Life is never easy, so to music I write Cause this is my rhyme, from my heart And my time and my fight Nothing you can do when I’m holding the mic Verse 2 (Young) Dear music, if only you paid the bills I can't say enough to express what I really feel But it's hard cause I gotta savage through the gravel and steel To make a simple living so sometimes I gotta chill And take some time off from you just to make bread Life's a steep climb uphill and it gets to my head But please know when it's my time with my lines and my rhyme You know I'll wreck the mic and I’ll seize with a smile Then I lay back light a cigarette and let my mind play It ain't much but enough for me to talk about my heyday But for the moment, please know that I love you For all that is worth I wish you well and please get better too They using you, abusing you, man that's just sad And it’s fools like these that makes me really mad So I still grab the mic and I make my way to the centre I'll keep you safe within the spectrums of NVMBR Chorus x3
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Title: Syonanto Son Artists: Psykes & X'Statix Lyrics by: Naufal Gani, M. Faizuli, Aidil Shah, M. Izaril, A. Malek, M. Yushilmi Produced by: Naufal Gani for NVMBR CHLD Recorded by: Naufal Gani @ NVMBR CHMBRS / M.Izaril @ The.XS Lab Mixed by: Naufal Gani at NVMBR CHMBRS Additional Scratches by: DJ Ruxta Verse 1 (Young) I was raised in the light of the Syonanto sun Stay connected in Shinto with the last shogun There be no one, who draws similar mic swords The Kamakura Shogunate resurrected, we be the mic lords It's Psykes and X to da Statix Ignite rings of fire with swinging sword techniques The Koto strings gotcha screaming at the skyline The 6 katanas from the regiment will derange your bloodline And the X gang, we always spit fire Code of the black Samurai, it’s death before dishonour Respect the emblem son Cause the last one got his blood splat as the red circle on the flag of the rising, sun Verse 2 (Influent) Yo clear the clouds sun sets upon Orion Enter the Dragon, open combat infiltration I keep it real like Osiris on the movement The great descendant, I was born to kill deceptions Now, who be the one swinging the sword they call Excalibur The highlander, son transfixed to your agenda The real techniques, shinobi samurai tactics Psykes the arsonist, Xstatix with the sword flicks Technically, the conflict was never hidden But still steady shining facing through alot of turbulence In this jungle who the fuck you wanna test with It's xs1 best believe we gonna kill this Verse 3 (Define) Combination of the samurais, you gotta see we Degrade your reputation leading you to hara-kiri The tanto, will be the death to your many men Ending your generation marking X on your abdomen From down south, we emerge through this light rays We go suicidal, kamikaze on your bright days The sensei respect your master splinter You can never decode the scriptures that we deliver Stay close, and live by the code of Bushido 100% casualty everywhere that we go No end to this, we reloaded like the Matrix The dark espionage, recognize Psyke’Xtatix Verse 4 (Azrael) I be the bringer of light with multi-spectrums of mics The archangel, I breathe the words that I write So you can recite the doctrines of my dogma Illuminate the 7 wheels of your chakra Every time we deliver lyrical fatwa It's like a recital of a magical mantra This is a stickup so you best to put your hands up Or rhyme pellets hit your every frame for you to soak it up The shaman rain dance till NVMBR reigns Precipitate the raindrops till we flood the game Psychedelic visions from the mind’s eye When clouds clear we gon reappear as the sunrise Verse 5 (Ilbril) After November rains, it’s the rise of the Syonanto sun You better run cause we coming for your head son With ninja tactics and skills of ninjitsu Assassinate the enemy without leaving a single clue Deadly silent, the style is silent deadly Decapitate the target, hanging heads of our enemy Jedi Mind Tricks, mess you up mentally Stab you in the back with our poison weaponry It’s the, art of murder and concealment With black robes on, moving like shadow movement Swinging sharp blades of the katana Ready for anyone just bring it on mana-mana Verse 6 (Shino) Ayyo check this Yo it’s Psykes and Xstatix See we hardcore like those porno flick Bitch, you suck at writing this More like you good at sucking dick Riding dicks Bitch please We spit script Flip trip rap psychedelic Your shit cliché, it’s really damn ironic My average rhyme is turning you phobic See I’m so so sick please get me more than a clinic You can never manage my epidemic We standing on a scenic centric Hover fly high like chronic See I really don’t need your 5 mic classic This music flows through our veins that’s more like it Don’t fuck with this movement cause you know we moving Constantly stay fluent cause you know we know what we doing Rhyme militants fire flow spitting The rhyme and reason why we crumbling your whole continent
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Title: Spell On You Arist: Maddie Lyrics by: N. Muhammad Produced by: Naufal Gani for NVMBR CHLD Recorded and Mixed by: Naufal Gani @ NVMBR CHMBRS Verse 1 I'm in a spell now I'm held in your captive I'm chasing dreams, like junkies, your drug addictive I've passed the phase of being passive now it's massive I wanna explain it, but my thoughts, elusive Light my fire, burn my desire You take me higher another space with no other At times I gotta feel like I don't matter But still I require, something bout you that makes me not wanna retire So what's the plan I see the flames but not the heat We're like an empty beat with no rhymes and no lyrics So tell me where's the kill switch I'd just hit it and quit But I hate to admit, in my head you're always on repeat Chorus x4 Would you be mine cause I'm yours til the end of time Verse 2 I wish we never met so there'd be nothing to forget I'm in a mess, in a spell, in a grip which would'nt let me, Go, I feel the pressure and expectations The weight on my shoulders and the heart's infatuation I need a reclusion, so pass my medication These guys won't do you right so I have to surpass expectations I pick the pen up in dedication write a love note And lay the honest syllables like a life quote Truth told, I'm tired of the situation But matters of heart never dies like a dedication One day if we end, we had a hell of a time The memory encapsulated cause you'll always be mine Bridge x2 I really do You got me in a spell bound chasing for you Man I don't know what I'm after You got me in a spell like a puppet and the master Chorus x4
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Title: Reap Slow Artists: DoggFace & Young Lyrics by: M. Ekhwan, Naufal Gani Produced by: Naufal Gani for NVMBR CHLD Recorded and Mixed by: Naufal Gani @ NVMBR CHMBRS Verse 1 (DoggFace) Let the river veils, what the anchor links For the anchor age less, for ages been push to edges By sharp agents, harness what hardens This heart turns dishearten your idol Third eyedeas for idol to obtain the ideal idea I still stand, you steal sands Hourglass our last, will outlast This is last chain of command Not fabricate and chain conman Block your six sense, I repent, then I re-pen Your genesis, revise your genetics, no room for generics Only 5 star qualified general Reap sow, ripped what you sow Ripped slow, with steel toes aim for your kinfolk Folklore fables not connect to cable I disable your empire crumble Verse 2 (Young) Like suited assassins, I let my sword swing Slash the air from the front of your face as a warning I'm on a mad rampage, dagger jacking Ninja stance, I am the master swordsman Stealth to your blind spot and cut your head open MCs hate us like bad omens Time to hunt assassinate any rapper any day Young & DoggFace shine in the uncanny way I am flesh and blood, soil and mud Ill and rhymes, gore and guts Drop the anchor, practice your flow Chill from the fast lane; I live fast and bleed slow I hail from the forced centres of your mental chakra Reign with the combination of the 5 mantras This is history in the making I stay precise with the mic like the hands of a surgeon
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Title: The Reason Of Absence Artists: Psykes Lyrics by: Naufal Gani, A. Malek, Aidil Shah Produced by: Naufal Gani for NVMBR CHLD Recorded and Mixed by: Naufal Gani @ NVMBR CHMBRS Verse 1 (Young) So what’s good my brothers, bout time we get back Pick up where we left off and bless this track Yo Define and Ilbril, it’s been too long But you know I keep you both close every time I pen a song down So fill me in, where you guys been It’s been quite a while since Psykes was last seen On stages, moving crowds, yeah we were fire I rep Psykes whenever it’s my Love Soul Desire Believe me, the ink in my pen never flowed the same way Pre show excitement never felt the same way For real, but it’s cool we still a crew But it feels kinda empty rocking stages without you two And I know this may never be permanent But let’s ride once again and resurrect the moment Of the days back in 06, before we lose it But above all, it’s always brothers before music, cool Chorus Yeah this feels good like the colors of the rainbow And let it fill the sky, Psykes is back so let's fly Verse 2 (Ilbril) Let me reignite the flame that was once blazing A fiery flame kept inside deeply burning The one torch, that provided us with the only light Psykes was never gone, better get your facts right I know it’s been a while since we last spit Trashing up the stage like as though it was a mosh-pit Leaving the mic but you know I’ll never drop it I took some time off so I can loosen up my spirit Ilbril, Young and Define we never drift apart Cause you know that we beat under a one heart An open door that can never be shut Ilbril will never leave it alone, you knew that from the start So let us relive the moments together Like back in 06 the past, present, future The broken structure shall be made stronger Let’s close up the gaps and do this my brothers Chorus Verse 3 (Define) Mr Young be asking “Where you at? Where you at?” Define's not hibernating still ready for an attack Took my rhyme book off the shelf and wipe the dust a little Still feeling my pen while jotting down a few scribbles The reasons for my absence I don’t know where to start Cause I was dealing with complicating matters of the heart Now I promise myself not to let priorities clash Definitely Psykes, still be rising from the ashes Still rocking mics like we the lyrical cannibals Rage to the beat with the rise of every decibel With XS, militants with a mission Move like a phantom scoping you with our night vision There comes a time I’mma hang the mic up But I'mma take it down one day to show I’ve never given up There comes we gonna hang the mic up But we'll take it down one day to show we've never given up Chorus x3
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Title: Deepest Love Artist: Sheeq Luna Lyrics by: N. Ashriqin Produced by: Naufal Gani for NVMBR CHLD Recorded and Mixed by: M. Izaril @ The.XS Lab Verse 1 This devotion, deeper than the depths of the ocean Steeper than the climb to stairways of heaven Your presence, is what I need to survive You’re what I need to prove of my existence to this life The sky rains down when it feels your absence The sounds of your silence disrupts my system I embrace every verse of love your lips speak I crave for you lust it’s your touch that I seek My love knows no boundary, beyond infinity Best believe this is real not some fantasy Put your trust to these words on this melody Every prayer on this note sings a symphony Take my hand let’s go through this together I give my promise I be down for whatever Whenever, as long as I live to be here with ya Accept this little offer and I’ll be yours forever Chorus x2 You'll be my star, I'll be your sky Verse 2 Tell me your desires, what you want, what you need I can’t bare to lose you you’re the air that I breathe The one my heart keeps, impossible to leave You're the only one I need even my third eye could see You set my mind free to the highest degree Can’t nobody be no higher be no flyer than we Now won’t you please take my hand and walk through this with me Pay no mind to the rest cause we be our own army Chorus Bridge Take my hand Steal my heart You and I forever together a part Close your eyes, believe in this Love In my mind, you are mine in heaven and earth
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Title: Who Spit It Raw Artists: Young, RAFX, Tetsuo, Influent, Ilbril, Rebeleon, Mean, Ilohshix & Maddie Lyrics by: Naufal Gani, M. Rafie, M. Ridhwan, M. Faizuli, A. Malek, P. Sukriven, N. Ahmad Muhaimin, M. Irfan, N. Muhammad Produced by: Naufal Gani for NVMBR CHLD Recorded by: Naufal Gani @ NVMBR CHMBRS / M.Izaril @ The.XS Lab Mixed by: Naufal Gani @ NVMBR CHMBRS Chorus x2 Who spit it raw like NVMBR do Yo the X clan from the regiment yeah we coming through Verse 1 (Young) I spit it raw, smack you with drunken tiger paws The protocol, untamed NVMBR CHLD break your jaw The war monger, the ruckus cause fatalities I spark the northern lights that cause glare and blind MCs Smack you with the heavenly shit Pierce they hearts as I randomly hit My energy ticks, at speeds that make you surrender and quit Fatality bitch No mercy, when my insanity hits The alien tongue, see padawan dreams Remain serene, within the galactic rims Red rum type of murder, with lithium flows I hover above you holding on to the mirror of souls Verse 2 (RAFX) I’m coming through I speak the truth with a propaganda Obey the giant, it’s a legacy on fire We bare the flag with an X, you know we don’t surrender We spit it raw, we spit hardcore, we the CHLD of NVMBR The X rated rhyme poet cause we rhyme explicit Take your nursery rhymes go play with them small kids I got verses that could put you on the obituary You try to bite but you wack like a parody We the axis, the origin, got styles like a blueprint While you kids write lyrics, we lay verses from bloodstream Expel lyrical philosophy and this is how we fight NVMBR be telling you, you know who spit it raw right? Verse 3 (Tetsuo) Who drop it raw like Tetsuo do? Precise strike to your vitals, need no follow through Bitch, I kick it Shaolin, hidden style from pantheon Yo I’ll be prowling, rap paragon X'spired bars with ancient beat I never back down, no I never retreat Yeah back from the dead, I shine with a deadly glow Demolishes enemies with every deadly blow I’m one of the seven sins, capital vices Spit it raw, beats, bass and sample slices I slice you, I’m ill by design Won't hesitate to kill and end your fucking bloodline Chorus x2 Verse 4 (Influent) I ignite the warfare for this atlas Stars shine bright as my witness Never ever claim to be the point of your weakness I spit it raw like right on your faces The enlightenment, you can quote on these verses I be Influent, best believe and remember Like you sacrifice your own crew on the altar 7 deadly sins, you don’t fuck with NVMBR The Rasta, up in the streets they call it murder Syndicate absolute define like yakuza, practise Of the sacred rules of engagement Love your enemies like the art of this movement NVMBR CHLD Verse 5 (Ilbril) I’ll be the reason that you start the war The nuclear weapons that you fuckers draw Untamed beasts, Serengeti roar Crazy killer like the Texas Chainsaw You know whose number one when it comes to rapping raw Il spit it raw, break your bones with metaphors Smashing your jaw, leave you bleeding on the floor The rap attacks, super sharp like tigers claw We fuck you guys up leave you begging for more The Seven Nation Army, no one can fucking harm me We shoot semi autos, ripping holes through your body You are the common target public enemy When I’m done with you, you’re just another walking zombie Verse 6 (Rebeleon) My apotheosis, here is my hypothesis Revelation be the true meaning of apocalypse Now redux, fuck a remix Chivalry is dead cause of whore-mongering chicks Who swallow it, me I spit it raw Drip it off my lips while I dribble past these metaphors Similes, herpes, boy you got those open sores Open source beat, beat this if you got better bars Battle scars; withdraw your troops from this holy war Veterans, with no tolerance for you anymore Thinking you're a megastar, ego like America Dreaming of the States but you're stuck here in Singapore Chorus x2 Verse 7 (Mean) Who spit it raw like the Minotaur The one to fuck you up bad with my art of war Sun Tzu ancient techniques With the back flips Take 3 down at a ago Now that’s a hat trick Cause I'm that sick, epidemic Spit infectious rhymes, condition's chronic Playing mind games, I’m breaking mind frames In the mental, I'm crumbling your puny odd brains Decode the alphanumerics and match the code name: Axe gang, killer clan crew, NVMBR will reign Spit lines of white lies no cocaine When the X starts to kill, boy it’s no names Verse 8 (Illoshix) Fuck the basics My rhymes inter dimensional like matrix Complicated rhyme schemes like advanced matrices You hating this, but too afraid to face it Black asteroids, enter the void with space kids High as space ships, yet underground as basements 12 bars raised as faces shows amazement Blazing the purp, be nice with your words Else my boots on you head with your jaw on the curb Drum loops, samples with a pinch of reverb Add in my vocals; blast the track to be heard “Who spit it raw?” These kids be asking Fuck it, let this verse answer your question Verse 9 (Maddie) I'm coming through, the Tao of Wu You better know who you talking to I'm coming for your crew And the motherfucking hip hop you claim you do Claim you true But you've never stepped in the booth When emcees turn prophets, spit messages, undeniable truth Real rap never need hot clothes Just hot flows So fuck your expensive shit and your cheap hoes I overdose on emcees Like a cannibal I'm hungry Just Incredible, another league Spray carbon, now you can't breathe You helpless, now you on the floor On the same plain with an open jaw Mark a X so whatchu waiting for Hardcore on every heart's core Wage for different art core YouTube plays, don't represent skills I spread the art by keeping it real
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Title: Light Artists: Psykes Lyrics by: A. Malek, Aidil Shah, Naufal Gani Produced by: Naufal Gani for NVMBR CHLD Recorded and Mixed by: Naufal Gani @ NVMBR CHMBRS Verse 1 (Ilbril) Let me, just play with your mind Intertwine your mind providing sight for the blind Yeah I do things like freeze time Figuring your every moves that is stuck between the line Ilbril, was never gone I remember Still spitting shit with the CHLD of NVMBR Yeah so you cats better figure How he disappear but his spirit still lingers Flames, has been burning inside Turning red to blue and it's coming for the light Night, that’s when is burning bright Burning bright yeah, igniting the dark night Come, he has for the mic Just like a beast, he kills prey with a strike Psykes, are his brothers on the mic So please stay away cause you know we all bite Chorus x2 Yeah, so sit back and relax As Psykes hack words like a jack with an axe Yeah murder you with pitchforks in pitch darkness Eyes of the storm make it rain and cause thunders Verse 2 (Define) Who be the one to rock the mic It’s Define from Psykelecticz Injecting rhymes into your veins like a subutex addict After effects so critical that's when you start to panic And that’s the main symptom of a potential XS’phobic I’m erotic, more filthy than pornography My element’s complicated than the average chemistry Psychologically torture, no physical ability Eliminate you cancer cells like I’m chemotherapy I mess up you nervous system, the form of neurology Suicide bomber, I’ll explode, killing fake lyricist I got a beard, now you can call me the terrorist Who’s gonna murder all you swagger rapper wannabes Annihilate you, turn you to fictional fables Cause swag won’t pay the bills and put food on the table This ain’t no club banger but it’s still blazing hot I may be the alumni but I’m still marking your spot son Chorus x2 Verse 3 (Young) I am notorious, I rhyme glorious I am Young, the spark of an apocalypse Inflict heavy gashes I leave scars that won’t heal even if time lapses I’m flawless, study how I breeze through You can’t define my substance, your style is see through You stand incompetent to the mics that I wreck Your existence is sillier than the war in Iraq I am not rhyming, I’m simply connecting time Realise I’m making you listen to my every line So I, path a pathway of poison Intoxicate everything that you claim to be poised on Setting fire traps, I’m surrounded by energy I be the reason for the wreck in your psychology I keep my vision clear and watch from the stars Your pen be your sword, but the blades too blunt to leave scars, what Chorus x2
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Title: Fire Walkers Artists: Rebeleon, Define & MAddie Lyrics by: P. Sukriven, A. Shah, N. Muhammad Produced by: Naufal Gani for NVMBR CLD Recorded and Mixed by: Naufal Gani @ NVMBR CHMBRS Verse 1 (Rebeleon) I don't get high, I get mental levitations Where I sit in solitude for my verbal calibration Meditation, medication, need that herb that's organic I don't need Detox, I'm still bumpin' that Chronic So, sick with the flow my only treatment, ayurvedic I was born with great sex, I’m Indian, that's tantric You got the looks of Sunny Leone, fantastic Thicker than a snicker I got moves like Mick Jagger, now all I gotta do is get a little bigger Maybe the size of an XS Schwarzenegger Then how you gonna beat my swag? Go figure I’m sophisticated with alotta game, so try never Chorus x4 Fire Walker, see that kid Fire Walker Yeah I'm a bad motherfucker Verse 2 (Define) Walking through these hot coals, call me ‘Vel Vel’ Ain’t no Thaipusam, I’m just being sewel No second thoughts, I’ll exterminate with no fear The liberation, Tamil Tigers we still here 1/3 Bawean, the remainder Indian Style so Bollywood, I’m one in a million Been a nice makkal, but bitches take advantage Unleash my black stallion they regretting my rampage I’m enraged, but I ain’t drunk not on alcohol Just in my zone levitating high like on ethanol Now whose the motherfucker who wanna stop me? Never get in the way of a man doing the kavadi It’s Dil To Pagal Hai the eligible bachelor You can tap on my ass baby like it’s a tabla Fuck your swag, we still spit it tubular Keep my enemies close, like the veins of my jugular Chorus x4 Verse 3 (Maddie) Maddie Define shit, as real as it gets I ain't talking guns, but when I spit it gats Ain't no gangster track, but some like that Watch these toys blast, peek at chu next I Shoot And Run like a 21, hella fun I don't think twice, I just get it done I just hit and run No bullshit I aim for the eye, with a full clip Index on the trigger Squeeze when I wanna Skinny motherfucker X gang member Semi-automatic So you better panic A call to the clique You'll end deep in the sand quick I am an Indian, so don't push me, don't test me I won't pre warn you, so don't make a wrong move I Rebel Yell that's the war cry The dessert eagle eye view on you, man I'm mad fly I put your name on it, then the bullet through you You want war homes? Go call your whole crew I just stand still, and watch NVMBR Reign If you ain't real, you better runaway Chorus x4
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Title: Keys For The Dead Artists: Mean & RAFX Lyrics by: N. Ahmad Muhaimin and M. Rafie Produced by: N. Ahmad Muhaimin for NVMBR CHLD Recorded and Mixed by: M. Izaril @ The .XS Lab Additional Scratches by: M. Izaril Verse 1 (Mean) Pick a poison to drown to, tonight I’mma drown fools In blood and dripping acid, slay your heads with a sharp tool Contented with the pleasure of breaking your necks Mark the emblem on your heads, best not mess with the X Purple this purple that, turn you purple when I attack You better come correct or the feel the wrath of the X Complex styles on records, blazing heat on the tracks Yeah I come with the crack, when I’m dressed in all black 24:19 yeah we murdering cats No animal abuse but I be slaying these cats Went to the future and back, still number one with swag And I be running this shit, still I ain’t breaking a sweat Marty McFly with the style Hieroglyphics with the rhymes Pentagram on the crown Triple 6 with the sound Oh you ain't down with the X You must be better than that Clap back snap necks, XS on deck Chorus (scratches) Verse 2 (RAFX) Samurai sword bringing you the keys of the dead Call in the Megazord, NVMBR's here if you wanna play RAFX burning this track if you don’t know Metaphorically intelligent, so catch my flow I turn to music when my life become impossible Nothing physical, her beauty heals me like a miracle Experience the magical in the state so, surreal The basis of my strength, you know she’s irreplaceable Castrate anything that goes against my movement Eliminate the cataracts that try to blur my vision I march forth since elementary conquer my mission I won’t stop till I fucking reach my destination These verses are curses to those that don’t believe in me And up here and downwards and you ain’t seen the best of me My verbal attacks turn your disses into silence This 16 bars, will murder you like a virus Chorus (scratches)
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Title: NVMBR Protocol Artists: Mean, RAFX, Maddie, Sheeq Luna & Psykes Lyrics by: N. Ahmad Muhaimin, M. Rafie, N. Muhammad, N. Ashriqin, A. Malek, Naufal Gani, Aidil Shah Produced by: Naufal Gani for NVMBR CHLD Recorded and Mixed by: Naufal Gani @ NVMBR CHMBRS Verse 1 (Mean) It’s the reign of the you-know-who The manslaughter emcee gang is back for good Assassinate the enemies and eat 'em up for food I'll murder anybody who tries to act a fool No Ludacris, boy You'll be the next boy Subliminal hits, I feel your shit is dope But you acting all wack boy Don't come and test me You wanna take shots then take your aim to where it best be And that's me Verse 2 (RAFX) Witness the sunrise shine, on a new day Pack your wackness bitch, out of my way I'll be your hometown hero in this dream team So who's gon stop us now? You can dream dream What you looking at boy It's checkmate, your king's dead, get off the chess board A floodgate of wordplay for the record Weirdman is here, so feel the claws of the leopard Chorus x2 Formation of the dark clouds Be ready when we storm out Yeah be ready when NVMBR Reigns Verse 3 (Maddie) I don't shoot for the stars I kill your favourite star When I'm spitting bars Go hard as Tsar Raising the bar The never seen emcees like us before Going in raw You wanna war, expose your flaws Leave you dead on the curb; open jaw I'm Rebel Yell til I die; there ain't no question about it And I roll for NVMBR, this is where the fuck that I started I stick to my roots; I stand up for all my dawgs So if you got a problem with one, I got a beef with alla yall Verse 4 (Sheeq Luna) Check this, get ready for the reckless Bringing you deep into the hearts of NVMBR’s Chambers Mind of a conqueror, levelling the emperor Test your skills with the lady verbal sword fighter You can’t run against the heights of the master What you bring is dishonouring our culture Leave the glory to the real rap saviours Now bow down, to this new born warrior Chorus x2 Verse 5 (Ilbril) This next verse, is gonna be much worst Your top claim murder is the same with my worst blunder Despite the weather, I shine bright with November The son of 88 creating rains till December When the rain man joins the worst weather We bout to bring storms, flash floods will be forever You cats will never last, just forget about December It’s the wrong move fucking with the CHLD of NVMBR Verse 6 (Young) Yo the emperor's bout to enter The centre of your placenta The agenda, we NVMBR, status go alpha Lagenda Radiate waves, gamma rays, fire of a magma Chronic image forms a passage All the way to your retina I cause a glacier when I gather chaos from our warrior sounds And I let it go "BAM" Like thunder pounding I don't really need to tell you something obvious Motherfucks like you can never test the Young & Dangerous Verse 7 (Define) Ain't a child of November, I'm a son of a dragon Born in 88, keep it Gila like the movement Exhale fumes, I spit flames in your dungeon The joker emcee cats never dare to mention You wanna battle? Well bring it son I'm an elite, strapped in Mopp 4 With a fucking SAR21 Put up a one on my right Twos on my left Put 'em together up high Represent till the death Jigga Chorus x4

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The NVMBR Protocol (Compilation) featuring Psykes, Maddie, Mean, Sheeq Luna, RAFX & more...

Young gathers a clan of rhyme shoguns from The.XS Collective and affiliates for 'The NVMBR Protocol'. This album aims to deliver back to basics, sword-swinging raw raps over sample-driven beats produced by NVMBR CHLD. When these rap samurais storm out with mic swords amidst the dark clouds, you best be ready when NVMBR reigns...

Watch Promo Trailer: youtu.be/ppAFL2WvO4Q
For more info: nvmbr.xs1.sg

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released November 16, 2012

Executive Producer: Naufal Gani aka Young for NVMBR CHLD
Mastered by: Naufal Gani for NVMBR CHLD @ NVMBR CHMBRS
Cover Art by: Naufal Gani
Variant Cover Art by: Izaril

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