I’d make a living out of killing beats
Arrange them then I mix some hits
An elegy, Shunaji Miss, amidst analogies you missed
I stay on hustle take my risk and climbing down a crucifix
Allora: The Romans thought they beat me
But I bust it like a Trojan, I’m the funky astrologian
The amphibian with the oxy-can
I never need a backing track, my man
These fans aren’t really fans
Music to fly me out into Japan
And if the White House black I can
Choose to pollute it like a bag of plastic
When I transvested in success, I made the haters’ casket
They’re my guests to see my nest it’s hidden like Atlantis
I’m busy digging my own planets – and it’s a madness
Just what I found here, I met an oracle in Harlem
And bought the antidote to sadness
Cause to be sad is for the sadists, I realise it
I vowed my cousin to devour the fascists
And then I bowed my head, the curtains closed and everybody vanished
Everybody vanish and everybody vanish
Everybody vanish and everybody vanish
Everybody vanish and everybody vanish
Everybody vanish and everybody vanish
Vanish, vanish, vanish
But I’m not finished cutting losses
Rang my boss to give my notice
Now I'm closing all the curtains
Span so wide like albatrosses
I am Minos with the verses
Minus killing boys and girls
Because I morally object
To sacrifice is a defect
I won’t promote it, it’s atrocious
Write a rhyme for diagnosis
And considering I’m perfect
I suppose, I may just quote it
"Shunaji delivers heavy doses of lyricism indicative of a big-time MC!"
And you see I never quit
Multi-rapper like a prism
Every surface is legit, but never classist
I disapprove a word so drastic
The MC of social justice – an educated practice
Spikes on Lee, the movie cactus
Watch me thrive, most attractive
Ride a bike I'm keeping active
And it's my defensive tactic
I said "Dick, don't kill my vibe!"
Can’t you see I fly so high here?
You’re at taxi while I land these
Cover versions won't collide
Mr. Brubeck taking five - hey!
Everybody vanish and everybody vanish
Everybody vanish and everybody vanish
Everybody vanish and everybody vanish
Everybody vanish and everybody vanish
Vanish, vanish, vanish
I am the baddest in the scene
Not an action figurine
Drink your Kool aid every eve
I pick the red pill Mr. Reeves
I see through the hypocrites
Write the writs with all my wit
When the guest list isn’t me
I’m out like valedictory – no contradiction
Deceitfulness can’t get to me, Evaluate my diction
I wrap it up with tape
And then dismiss ‘em like eviction
Hold on to my receipts
And I return ‘em with conviction
I’m cashing back on season ticks
And kicking off addiction, there’s no friction
Between alone and bein’ content
When I assess my annexes your crew is not my friend
But I digress, I guess “I did it once again” I’m Quest
Producers slide in my DM, I curve ‘em till the end
Work out my odds
And keep my head-on radio like the bends
I’m working on weekends
Speech clear from any phlegm
I try to moderate these thoughts
Then say what I intend
It’s my intent to cash these checks
And pay your dividends, so you can
Everybody vanish and everybody vanish
Everybody vanish and everybody vanish
Everybody vanish and everybody vanish
Everybody vanish and everybody vanish
Vanish, vanish, vanish
Like so many others, this came like a bolt out of the blue and, even though it's well before payday, I had to have this astonishing album on vinyl to prove it exists. The feel of the tunes makes me feel like the Impressions do, Curtis Mayfield, the big spaces and instinctive horns and stuff drifting in and out. Great grooves and I can see lots of ghosts nodding along to this with big smiles on their faces. At last! Anthony Cottrell
Zambian rapper and producer Abstract Sekai fuses golden era hip-hop with ambient sound design and a heady cosmic philosophy. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 17, 2023
