| Artist: | King Pleasure |
| Album: | No album name set |
| Title: | Ground Control to the Superstar |
| Genres: | Hip Hop/Rap |
About the artist
Born to to a single parent in working-class area of Brooklyn, rapper/Poet King Pleasure first discovered hip-hop when his cousin played him grand master flash's "the message" Instantly hooked, King Pleasure began listening to rap,soul and funk incessantly, soaking up the sounds of Chaka kahn,Teddy Pendergrass and the Sugar Hill Gang and Parliament Funkadelic .As he matured his love of music became even more eclectic and Hip Hop stayed center stage.Gang Starr, Dela Soul, Nas, A tribe called Quest, Public Enemy and Organized Confusion lit up his headphones.90's Hip Hop breathed life into his soul night and day. Between Club hopping and Abstract painting he wrote poetry which over time turned into rhymes. He made his debut as the 4th member of the spoken word group Second 2 Last in1996.The group met in Pratt institute where the king studied Fine art and Illustration. Outspoken and ahead of there time Second 2 last dominated the underground spoken word scene of Yew York. They dropped 2 Full length projects Say Word and Babble On.They performed at lalapalooza and head lined and opened for many acts including the Roots and the Pharside. After the group Split up in 2000 King Pleasure thought that was it and stepped away from the spotlight. Mentally blocked he threw himself into his art.Feeling that something was missing and frustrated with the current state of hip hop. King Pleasure once again picked up the pen.Heavily influenced by Black star,MF DOOM and Madlib he began recording tracks for his debut. He is currently seeking interest from record labels.
"Cursed to fight the power, I'm the incredible King Pleasure. Measure for measure, when under pressure don't give me probable cause when push comes to shove it ain't all love. I'll use more than metaphors to settle the score."
From 'Black Bolt'–King Pleasure
lyrics matter: Hip Hop is more than records sold.I'ts the heart beat of the human condition fighting to be heard.
Power to the music lets go.
Lyrics
Anti gravity stressed the learning curve leaving me in a agitated state of blast off
to all the planets that circle my sun watch out cosmic beings won't be fucked
King Pleasure out
memory delete rewind space and time
I'm redirecting power breathing life to A.I. can't rely on good sense to share brain matter fear is the mind killer enemy mine I'm the last star fighter out of site out mind navigating forward toward the horizon line shooting blind when the signs aline
I give grey's the middle finger close encounters of the third kind
clones can't dupe my style I won't assimilate when threatened by an alternate time line I've evolved way past there immature minds as good intentions get harder to justify over time
(Ground control to the superstar)
everything that's right seems
to go incredibly wrong
(stupid humans lip sink the same
old song) I give up what's the point of trying to hold strong
(above these satellites is were we belong)
far away from the fury of a cosmic storm
(but gravities pull is way to strong)
So once again it's on
Doubts I dispel at one with piece on
Earth like signs fly high over no mans sky avoiding the mass effect from eyes that prey sense oriented the physical
and mental collide
creating something from nothing Folding space with hyper drive how could atlas shrug when up against my shine innovators set the standard catch up
or be left behind line by line I catalog
the struggle of my kind victimized by the lies the devil may cry I stay empathic feeling for the truth its hard to find google earth unfiltered radiating rite through my minds eye alive in wifi molecules don't die energy regroups changing form choosing life while threatening with a Galactus sized
appetite silver haired over board I fly surfing digital sound waves Target engaged let’s ride
(Ground control to the superstar)
everything that's right seems
to go incredibly wrong
(stupid humans lip sink the same
old song) I give up what's the point of trying to hold strong
(above these satellites is were we belong)
far away from the fury of a cosmic storm
(but gravities pull is way to strong)
So once again it's on
I pledge allegiance to mankind by spitting rhymes empowered by the broken ties of
shared blood lines by bing watching the matrix from the inside I've crunched the numbers and replayed the odds in Syfy
a winning hand depends on controlling your tell within this secret war hearts and minds constantly repel you can't cheat every single card being dealt
two sides equal stalemate fight to retake
a planet of the apes barely containing
a rage that escalates unable to escape
Fly boys enslaved by the paper chase a god complex ruled by the masters of hate when they should just meditate at a higher rate and revert to the medicinals of altered mind states end the debate on course with judgment day the future is now
its mine to creat
(Ground control to the superstar)
everything that's right seems
to go incredibly wrong
(stupid humans lip sink the same
old song) I give up what's the point of trying to hold strong
(above these satellites is were we belong)
far away from the fury of a cosmic storm
(but gravities pull is way to strong)
So once again it's on