Walker Of The Moons, by Xavior Black

Walker Of The Moons

by Xavior Black

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1.	Walker Of The Moons 03:08	lyrics	buy track
I feel like Megatron when I put a record on Fifty feet tall, can’t see who I’m stepping on Professor X, from the MC echelon Trying to take it farther than anybody has ever gone With a mission to exploit the American dream It’s not always what it seems Dedicated to the pushers and the fiends The has-beens, haters, and the players on lean We think money is the answer to our lives What seems like a cure is a cancer in disguise We teach them how to take, forsaking how to give Little green sheet of paper dictating how we live That green sheet of paper That green sheet of paper That green sheet of paper dictating how we live (x2) We kill and we steal We do what we must To ensure another little sheet of paper for us (x2) I feel like Megatron when I put a record on Fifty feet tall, can’t see what I’m stepping on Professor X, from the MC echelon Trying to take it farther than anybody has ever gone You people look like leprechauns Chasing down a pot of gold, but you aren’t catching on I speak with the force of a megaton Kid dynamite, yes I am the bomb I’ll make a mockery of that weak philosophy I’m so impossibly sick of this mediocrity Mixtape makers putting quantity over quality But none of them could spit at a fraction of this velocity I’m at a higher viscosity When I play the game and I’m aiming for a monopoly We need to stand up and out of the monotony And take a sword to the heart of this debauchery Seeing the world through my mannequin’s eye Getting so high in my Anakin sky Walker of the moons Healer of the wounds Inflicted on my people, our time will arise (x2)
2.	Sixty Hours A Week 04:23	lyrics	buy track
Sixty hours a week, to make ends meet Two jobs ain’t cutting it, I gotta work three I’m breaking up my back for this one-room shack And brother, I ain’t having that It’s like a jungle sometimes It makes me wonder how I keep from going under (x2) Sixty hours a week, to make ends meet Two jobs ain’t cutting it, I gotta work three I’m breaking up my back for this one-room shack And brother, I ain’t having that I have dreams of living on an island, smiling Looking to the sky and colorful birds flying by And I’m lying out on the beach sand With a beautiful Caribbean woman at each hand But every day I wake up to the same old Slaving for the corporate suits pushing the Range Rov’s And I don’t have a say, so they keep my pay low Stacking gold bricks like Legos So I get the scraps from the people that have the scraps How wack is that? I get a pat on the back Like “Do you really expect me to act relaxed?” Right after that I go straight to another job, back-to-back I switch uniforms like it was a magic act I get so tired of working for these jerks And wearing all the stupid corporation t-shirts I swear to god, I’mma go and do the research And figure a way out, I hate that we work… I’mma do the research And figure a way out, I hate that we work Sixty hours a week, to make ends meet Two jobs ain’t cutting it, I gotta work three I’m breaking up my back for this one-room shack And brother, I ain’t having that It’s like a jungle sometimes It makes me wonder how I keep from going under (x2) Broken dreams everywhere People living every day like they just don’t care Showing up to work in a hat and tie Watching all their dreams just pass them by Every day is the same, again and again That’s why I’m so determined not to be like them I’ve got to keep moving, I’m a rolling stone I spit my soul through the wire like I’m on the phone I gotta hold down The Fort, ‘cause I’m home alone So if you step up to my door, you will know it’s on That’s why I gotta smoke mics like a hippie with a spliff ‘Cause I ain’t trying to see another overtime shift And I ain’t trying to see a roach lying in my cabinet I’m trying to see the coastline from a NASA jet I’m trying to spend a long time there relaxing with A dime, brother, working overtime ain’t happening Sixty hours a week, to make ends meet Two jobs ain’t cutting it, I gotta work three I’m breaking up my back for this one-room shack And brother, I ain’t having that It’s like a jungle sometimes It makes me wonder how I keep from going under (x2) (Repeat full chorus)
3.	Truth (Interlude) 01:28	lyrics	buy track
The lyrical equivalent of Kung Fu I’m your worst nightmare, and I come true I’m the first run-through without an undo I’m the darkness you see before you come to The physical manifestation of your worst fear The place nobody goes because it hurts here The unscathed, unequivocal direction The stark medium that leads to a connection From my conception, I am a next-gen Anomaly of my economy, I’m an exception The unassailable ideal of a noble man The lost cause renewed to give you hope again The meaning of the words of the sages The influence of the letters on the pages The long blade to pierce through the inequity The evidence to solve every mystery…
4.	The Coolest MC 03:35 video	lyrics	buy track
Rap with all the extremities The number one public enemy Burning through the sky like a big flash of energy Your favorite rapper in the world - mister XB I feel like a hippie from the seventies Trying to blow the lid off your dome like Kennedy’s Mister Manson in a star mansion With a mentality sick with no remedy But eventually I’ll turn into an entity And metamorphose into anything in my memory Like can it be okay for an emcee To speak with no pressure or worry in all verity? Now everything is dealt monetarily The big money makers don’t see the severity Of pursuit for the capital primarily This type of habit can last for posterity Enough of the vanity We need to break free from the fibs of this fairytale fantasy But don’t worry, it’ll be okay Just embrace being lost ‘til you find your way Now everybody wanna know who the kid is ‘Cause he ain’t rocking a fitted But he got hip hop locked in a minute No matter what you say, I’mma rock to the finish And take ‘em so high, they pop through the limit The Coolest MC Rap with all the subliminals The next line I’m gonna say is not original Look at all the garbage that goes on in Gotham when I’m gone Time to get rid of these rap criminals I make ‘em all look so delirious Looking at these rappers like “Are you serious?” Please don’t do it to the game The truest to the name, turning fluid into flames Mountains into pebbles, water into wine Got ‘em doing time for slaughtering your mind Didn’t even know they were caught up in a crime The sheriff’s in town, hypnotic with the rhyme ‘cause I’m... I am the coolest MC X to the B, I’m the coolest MC The true master of the ceremony Yep, that’s me, the coolest MC I swear to god, I’m the coolest MC Yep, that’s me, the coolest MC The true master of the ceremony X to the B THIRD VERSE Peter Pan – I’ll take you to Neverland I can smoke an emcee from my secondhand I fly way higher than they ever can Killing villains in the game, I’M MEGAMAN Super NES, Sega Genesis Flying in the sky with the wings of a Pegasus Higher than a comet with the sickest harmonics Beams of energy I breathe out like Bahamut I know it’s absurd but it had to be heard Deep down in my heart to this day I’m still a nerd Word? It probably never occurred That I could be so well cured with my nouns and my verbs But people wouldn’t notice the closest hocus pocus But I wrote this with the focus on each and every word So all y'all can just sit and observe I’m still the same old boy with his kicks to the curb That’s my word I am the coolest MC X to the B, I’m the coolest MC The true master of the ceremony Yep, that’s me, I’m the coolest MC My momma told me I’m the coolest MC So I am the coolest MC The true master of the ceremony X to the B, I’m the coolest MC BAM I’M MEGAMAN
5.	Gnosis 02:24	lyrics	buy track
Yea, I’m a lion in lamb’s clothing I manifest angels and demons whenever my soul sings My whole springs forth from water to grow things I’m gliding up high in the sky, I sprouted my own wings My name is Gnosis I’m sitting the closest I’m vis-à-vis with the sunrise, behold this I am the Earth’s son I was the first one I’m riding up on my magic carpet whenever the worst comes They shall require my name Walk through the fire and flames I spit that dragon rap New rapper’s ain’t having that I’ve seen that magic act But I’m not buying it I’m stepping up on the stage so that I might retire it You can admire this I am a flying disk Rather, a UFO I wander to and fro I’ll drop the nuance if you want so maybe you will know I’ll introduce you to a path of truth hoping that you will go Whoa, I’m moving too fast, I ought to slow it down I really am the super coolest cat you know in town I don’t mean to brag like every rapper that’s preceded me But I must admit that when I do this, it comes so easily I’m making these new emcees look like they’re some amateurs I’m making them look like they’re in a beauty salon getting manicures Go call your manager Go on and banish her You need a new job Look at the things that you’ve robbed! So why do you think they call the mainstream commercial? It has no artistry It’s a commercial An advertisement They try to hide it You need to actually open your eyes in order to find it The truth is around the bend Find it and tell a friend Take your mind on a ride It’s there on the inside You oughta try thinking a little bit deeper than the surface Otherwise, you’re just another clown in this circus
6.	Wonderland 02:51	lyrics	buy track
I’m running out of space In every place Look into the mirror, couldn’t even see my face Where did I go? And who did I become? I only just arrived at the place that I’d begun I’m refining my ways, but my mind is a maze I’m in a daze All my thoughts seem to vanish in the haze I open my eyes wide, but the fog gets thicker Analyzing the details, missing the big picture Exposing my faults, not knowing my own strengths Still striving for perfection, going to great lengths But where did I end up? And who did I become? Arriving at the end, right back at square one I’m running out of space, matter of fact I’m running out of patience with the job that I’m at See, I was never meant to work out in the world ‘Cause I don’t fit in with the normal boys and girls I be getting mad when I’m mopping up a floor Society is made to keep the poor folks poor So if I take a chance and follow all my dreams I’m destined for a life of keeping toilet bowls clean I try to do my best, but how could I prepare To be the only circle in a world full of squares But how did I get here? And who have I become? I really just arrived at the place I came from Little baby girl Gotta get your head together in this complicated world My little baby girl Gotta get your head together in this complicated world It’s a wonderland Little girl liked, liked, liked to shine Had the blueprint plans of her grand design But, she didn’t have the materials Like a peasant with the dreams of imperials She followed the white rabbit, but to her dismay She got caught up in the rush She lost her way Deep inside her heart she yearned for more Without even knowing what she was searching for Baby hit rock bottom and for her to see That these things were so far from what she first perceived Was too much She broke right down to tears Everything that she was seemed so unclear Then out from the depths came a path to trod Down a straight, narrow street - it wasn’t half as odd It led her down to a room in her mind, she found It was a dream, woke up, and she turned around And went home
7.	Free 03:40	lyrics	buy track
Enjoy the ride I am the captain Here to clean up the face of the game like napkins I’m fly in the sky, just looking to catch wind I’m the mouse with the cheese, they’re sending the cats in The new-crowned king of linguistics Amidst this barren wasteland of existence Statistics show - nobody’s smoking like Joe And I don’t need nobody else to ignite it, so here we go I got a pocket full of dreams on my left side I got a pocket full of green on my best side I’ve got a little more heart And a little more smarts And a little more spark than the next guy I wanna hop the next flight to Jamaica I want a dime that’s fine with no makeup I wanna make you smile in the midst of a trial I wanna look into your eyes when you wake up I told her that I wasn’t the one who would break that And I also wasn’t the one to give her the Maybach ‘Cause I was too busy struggling, trying to make tracks And if she wanted to be with me, she would’ve faced that Some struggles ain’t worth the stress Some trouble ain’t worth the mess Some lovers ain’t worth the sex Sometimes, the simple shit works the best “You oughta fly me to the moon And let me play in the stars Another person couldn’t take it as far” But I told her that I wasn’t the one who would take that for granted I also wasn’t the one who would make that enchanted ‘Cause I was struggling, trying to make tracks If she wanted to be with me, she would’ve faced that Imagine - you and me in the sky Saying goodbye to the everyday things of our lives I want to be free Free like a bird in the sky So high I’m free Baby stay by my side and you’ll fly like me Free like a bird in the sky So high I’m free Every single day of my life Just free like a bird in the sky (x2)
8.	Float (Interlude) 01:19	lyrics	buy track
Toe tapping to flow rapping it so happens The old track is a no-no for a dodo That means the whole flow of a so-so in slow-mo Makes me wanna throw bows at you bozos But oh no, I gotta go slow for you hobos This old pro’s got you looking sweeter than a Rolo I’m like the Han Solo of you robos I’m on the low-low, throwing punches at the dojo The Bruce Lee of the loose leaf will boot these Loosely identified rappers in the booty The penicillin got switched with the roofies Now the movie’s singing the blues like Belushi I hold true to the old school that I owe to I know you are looking puzzled as sudoku I flow too sick as 102 with no flu I’ll float through and blast a motherfucker ‘Cause I’m Goku
9.	High Score - The Coolest MC Reprise 03:49	lyrics	buy track
Sit-in when I’m spitting and listen when I flow I’m from outer space in a place that you can’t go I burn so high, making trails through the sky Other people can’t try or even understand why I do the things that I do Uppercut you like Ken and Ryu My rhymes are so ill I am a blue whale - you are a krill Let it go down, I don’t have a care Because I’m way way smarter than the average bear I laugh at a lot of these hip hop tragedies Candy emcees, giving you all cavities I must be the orthodontist My rap anesthetic will knock you unconscious I am begging you to see That it is so so hard to be as cool as me But many people don’t really notice much It’s like they live their whole lives in a cobra clutch So this is an attempt to break the mold And figuratively and literally break the hold I am officially putting rappers out of their misery When I serve them up with my postman delivery Step up in my grill and get smoked like hickory No competition, it’s only just victory Yea, you know I’m cool You can’t call yourself king ‘cause you know I rule The lead player in the game Spitting that flame Half dragon, half lion, with a fire for a mane "I don’t have anything of value to say So I’ll sit here bragging about myself all day I’ll do my very best to make it cliché ‘Cause at the end of the day, it’s all about pay" Now that is an example of typical emcees Who believe their own hype so impertinently It’s something you would never really hear from me Unless I ended up doing it deliberately But you’ll never catch me wearing L. Vuitton I’m at the club with my stormtrooper helmet on So test me from afar, but I am the Death Star And I’ll blow your ass up like it’s Alderaan I am the Galvatron when my album’s on Good luck getting to the level that Sal is on I got both the world title and the IC belt Sometimes I’m so cool, I surprise myself I don’t mean to boast, but damn, if I don’t brag They’ll naturally assume I’m waving a white flag And no, that’s not the way that it goes down So I continue to murder these verbs and pronouns Beating the sweets out of them, put them in juice blenders Pick my own flavor and drop it like food vendors Five star gourmet whenever you enter Rappers be anxious to bite it like new dentures So be my guest, brother, dig right in It’ll give you a shock like it is lightning The strike’s so immaculate Zapping you damn halfwits Rapping with such baffling flows, and backpacking it Accurate to the math of it Back when they wasn’t having this Wackest shit that I heard from these rappers with no passion It’s a goddamn shame You know the name I’M COMING FOR THE HIGH SCORE IN THE GAME Word You know I’m cool You can’t call yourself king, ‘cause you know I rule The lead player in the game Spitting that flame Half dragon, half lion, with a fire for a mane Dang You know I’m cool You can’t call yourself king, ‘cause you know I rule The lead player in the game Spitting that flame Half dragon, half lion, with a fire for a mane Word

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Fusing hip hop, electronic, jazz, and cinematic music, Walker Of The Moons is an exploration in sound that takes passengers on an immersive hip hop journey to boldly go where no one has gone before.

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released September 9, 2021

Independently released by Xavior Black for Black Magic Productions LLC.

Recorded at Insane Sounds in Fort Lauderdale, FL.
Engineered, mixed and mastered by Marc Karmatz.
Album cover art by Ricardo Carlin.
Album back cover art by Kathryn McDermott.

All songs written, composed, produced, and performed by Xavior Black.

© & ℗ 2020 Black Magic Productions LLC. Distributed by Black Magic Productions LLC. XAVIOR BLACK™ is a trademark of Black Magic Productions LLC.

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