"The Mantra" is a horn-infused Hiphop number that pulls no punches. It gives a nod to many of the key musical aspects of Browism, from dubby textures and latin elements to jazzy horn chops and back-and-forth rap verses. the lyrics move between party incitement and politically charged calling to arms.
lyrics
Rock the rhythm, rock the rhythm
Rock the rhythm that the Brow horns give em
Rock the rhythm, rock the rhythm
Rock the rhythm, that they give em
It’s that full-fat, low-carb diet for your stereo
Flung from the fryer to the fires over Jericho
A bag of tricks and a parcel of mischief
A cast full of misfits live from the terror-dome.
But you already know the thick groove-slingers bringing
Faith in the bass to a stiff true cynic.
The kick moves in, it’s like we’re third trimester
Climb for higher ground like a bird’s eye nester.
We’re gonna keep the beat poppin until your feet drop
We ain’t stopping until your mind’s off the weak spot
Turn the jam to marmalade, keep the facts baseless
The renegade master, armed and dangerous
Uh, …. for all the bass abusers
Evasive maneuvers for the party shakin groovers
Free your mind and your ass will folla
Ask no questions, just let the horns holla
Rock the rhythm, rock the rhythm
Rock the rhythm that the Brow horns give em
Rock the rhythm, rock the rhythm
Rock the rhythm, that they give em
Jack be nimble and quick with his syllables, no stop for the interval
The mind stays lyrical
By jove, it’s a miracle, Like a liquor toast with a ghost, this is spiritual
Bend your mind til your face turns quizzical, teary eyed and dribbling
Lost in the delivery
Squashed in the synergy-
A single speck of space dust
Awash in epiphany and clinging to the safe crust of earth,
...for what it's worth, throw your hands up
Stand up, be counted as the brow kick the mantra
Don’t pander on the brink of extinction
We kick with distinction before we “get our drinks on”
News fiction, laid out in our history
Government control for ‘freedom’ ‘security’
And still the free feel shackles on their scrawny limbs. Talk is thin, you oughtta pick your battles; there’s a war to win.
Put em in the sky
Push the levels high
Keep the beat alive
(Feel the rhythm through your spine)
Put em in the sky
Push the levels high
Keep the beat alive
(Feel the rhythm through your spine)
Rock the rhythm, rock the rhythm
Rock the rhythm that the Brow horns give em
Rock the rhythm, rock the rhythm
Rock the rhythm, that they give em
credits
from Third Trimester [EP],
track released February 16, 2016
Recorded with Matt Gio at Rada Studios Mixed by Matt Gio and Nicholas Owen / Mastered by James Newhouse at Reel2Reel Studios
Nicholas Owen (NDORSE) - Vocals, Beats, Keys
Ben Fear (Rogue Scholar) - Vocals, Guitar
'Krazy' Karri Harper-Meredith - Trombone, Synth, Vocals
Sam ‘Flix’ Timmerman - Trumpet, Vocals
Josh ‘Helen’ Ellis - Drums, Samples
Josh ‘The King’ Terlick - Bass, Vocals
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