Bio
Bristol rapper and poet Knew Eyes started getting into conscious, meaningful Hip Hop aged 12 with his first Jurassic 5 album. His collection quickly grew to include artists like Talib Kweli, Immortal Technique, Lowkey, Blackalicious, The Roots, K-Os, Common, Jedi Mind Tricks, Atmosphere, Foreign Beggars and many others. "I just started filtering out the gangsta shit, I liked the beats but I wanted more meaningful music"
It came as a natural progression that when expelled from school and moved to attending music college, Hip Hop was his genre of choice for creation. Originally producing and then turning to rapping as well, Knew Eyes formed political hip hop duo The Insurgents shortly after finishing music study. With The Insurgents, Knew Eyes enjoyed winning "Underground Track Of The Year" on Vogue FM, steady rotation on several New York radio stations and airplay across Canada, France, Brazil, England and Australia, as well as gigs across the UK including many charity fundraisers.
Shorty after his first tour of Australia Knew Eyes joined Guerrilla Republik UK and AIM to help network with others with similar awakened world views and to help spread the themes of justice and enlightenment across the globe via music. Knew Eyes' debut LP The Keys To The Kingdom is currently still available for free download on many sites after nearly 3500 recorded downloads so far, you are invited to download, burn, copy and share this gift with as many people as possible.
Fresh back in the UK from his second tour of Australia where he met Immortal Technique, Knew Eyes is currently working on his much anticipated first full length album entitled "The Anarchist Hookbook" for release later in 2012. with a twist of dub influence to his political hip hop, it is sure to be well received in the underground scene.
You are invited to get in touch with Knew Eyes via Facebook or email - kneweyes@hotmail.co.uk - For bookings, enquiries, musings, joining the digital street team, compliments or complaints -
"I got time for everyone"
(Knew Eyes)
"Those who make peaceful revolution impossible, make violent revolution inevitable"
(John F Kennedy)
Videos
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Music
Discography
The Keys To The Kingdom (2011)
Guerrilla Republik's Justice Has No Borders (2011)
Guerrilla Republik's United Front Vol. 1. (2012)
Lyrics
Damned Be The Damned
Verse 1
I'm not dealing with this, distorted bliss/
losing strength like a crippled fist, it's never hit and always miss/
cursed be the fist like I touched you with a poisoned kiss/
slay the 4 horsemen, and hijack the apocalypse/
There's always fire on the paths I seem to need to tread/
you're nightmares stay in bed, I carry mine around inside my head/
and my bedding's barbed wire, made just so I can settle in/
playing Russian Roulette with no smiles and no adrenaline/
We never win, follow blindly cos it's contagious/
cursed to follow fashions and whatever the fuck the rage is/
I never meant to make this, it's the life that I've been forced to lead/
black roses spring up wherever I go to plant a seed/
But greed and desire, are the sins that we're just forced to heed/
whatever fate decreed - nightmares spill from my lips/
so I freestyle, while the skull of Yorik adlibs/
and write messages in blood, on the bedroom doors of pesky kids/
But these ghosts aren't fake and won't be rumbled like Scooby's/
or easily destroyed, like in bad zombie movies/
I bring uneasiness with confidence and a howl towards the moon/
and a chill sweeps the innocents when I step into the room/
Soon this skeleton can be seen from underneath this skin/
and empty eyes betray the soul I've traded from within/
I'm not meant to be here like pregnancies that unplanned/
Walking the Earth on times' sand, cos damned be the fucking damned/
Hook (scratch)
It is a world of light and dark
Look too deeply and you will find things that should not be known
Verse 2
So the damned can never quite reach exactly where they need to be/
hell's fury has no jury as you can plainly see/
I agree with wandering souls with brown bags of whisky/
if you've missed me, or the Kingdom's locked you need this key/
Keep it dark and frisky risky verses he recites/
the light's rooks are just no match, for the devils knights/
We fight amongst ourselves, for shiny things and Mordor's rings/
sleep on poached Angel's wings and awaken when the Seiren sings/
But why give out god's speed, without god's brakes?/
I'll take you squared just to give you double double takes/
some weapons best left hidden like the lady in the lakes/
if the mountain won't move for my pen, my pen moves landscapes/
Our movement's unrecorded the Bayeux tapestrys been scorched/
the magic in people, labelled dangerous and torched/
ports desecrated, negotiated with the Mary Celeste/
I inscribe with no tribe but we still call it a quest/
so gather up the rest, societies on CCTV/
Presenting, misery in widescreen and HD/
come to the edge with me, less people and less pollution/
and less pressure on us to make a valuable contribution/
the solutions are there, but no-one knows and no-one cares/
like how many packs of cards are there in a flight of stairs?/
Is what we're doing real or manufactured and canned?/
the police stations are unmanned, cos damned be the fucking damned/
Hook (scratch)
It is a world of light and dark
Fresh Perspectives
Hook
The soldiers joining forces, to set out what the course is/
get data from the horses, and don't trust their sources/
of course it's just, shadows and reflections/
unseen connections and demon resurrections/
If these aren't your selections - be more selective/
Your over protected from fear you'll get rejected/
uncover like detectives, remember your objectives/
ancient ideas, and fresh perspectives/
Verse 1
How you come to see the world creates the world you see/
so who you are within your world defines who you must be/
gotta keep it on the low though or they'll come get rid of me/
man I can't have perspective if there's nothing left to see/
so we, sit and smile and for days we're content/
there's no compass to point out where the time went/
my minds sent back to those crazy days/
a save me phase, where my life is just a daze/
and lazy days, linked up with daisy chains/
amazing fame's, not what we're in this for/
cos the wounds of the old and past are still sore/
an album then a tour, you laugh and then you cry/
bring me low and take me high, first immortal then you die/
I marvel at the glittering distractions and the latest lie/
why do I prefer my silhouette to my picture?/
let's seek some real knowledge out there written in scripture/
Hook
The soldiers joining forces, to set out what the course is/
get data from the horses, and don't trust their sources/
of course it's just, shadows and reflections/
unseen connections and demon resurrections/
If these aren't your selections - be more selective/
Your over protected from fear you'll get rejected/
uncover like detectives, remember your objectives/
ancient ideas, and fresh perspectives/
Verse 2
I just can't see, why we're never allowed/
to have a silver lining without there being a cloud/
but it's not about brains or brawn, the battle lines are being drawn/
and ripped and torn, but we can still pour scorn/
on these, perverse churches they won't disperse purses/
So I bring life just like, reverse herses/
my urge is, to write more I'm addicted/
I don't know if it's constructive or self-inflicted/
so we're de-restricted, get your writer's blocks/
sit at home pull the locks and build your own Pandora's box/
Is it looking or seeing? Hearing or listening?/
Icy slush on the ground or snow that's glistening?/
but go to the bookshop, they're smiling to your face/
turn around and enter your details into the secret database/
it's all a chase, gotta watch how it rolls/
so I sit here with ample scrolls so I can sample souls/
Hook
So now we're joining forces, to set out what the course is/
get data from the horses, and never trust their sources/
of course it's just, shadows and reflections/
unseen connections and demon resurrections/
If these aren't your selections - be more selective/
Your over protected from fear you'll get rejected/
uncover like detectives, remember our objectives/
ancient ideas, and fresh perspectives/
Damned Be The Damned
Verse 1
I'm not dealing with this, distorted bliss/
losing strength like a crippled fist, it's never hit and always miss/
cursed be the fist like I touched you with a poisoned kiss/
slay the 4 horsemen, and hijack the apocalypse/
There's always fire on the paths I seem to need to tread/
you're nightmares stay in bed, I carry mine around inside my head/
and my bedding's barbed wire, made just so I can settle in/
playing Russian Roulette with no smiles and no adrenaline/
We never win, follow blindly cos it's contagious/
cursed to follow fashions and whatever the fuck the rage is/
I never meant to make this, it's the life that I've been forced to lead/
black roses spring up wherever I go to plant a seed/
But greed and desire, are the sins that we're just forced to heed/
whatever fate decreed - nightmares spill from my lips/
so I freestyle, while the skull of Yorik adlibs/
and write messages in blood, on the bedroom doors of pesky kids/
But these ghosts aren't fake and won't be rumbled like Scooby's/
or easily destroyed, like in bad zombie movies/
I bring uneasiness with confidence and a howl towards the moon/
and a chill sweeps the innocents when I step into the room/
Soon this skeleton can be seen from underneath this skin/
and empty eyes betray the soul I've traded from within/
I'm not meant to be here like pregnancies that unplanned/
Walking the Earth on times' sand, cos damned be the fucking damned/
Hook (scratch)
It is a world of light and dark
Look too deeply and you will find things that should not be known
Verse 2
So the damned can never quite reach exactly where they need to be/
hell's fury has no jury as you can plainly see/
I agree with wandering souls with brown bags of whisky/
if you've missed me, or the Kingdom's locked you need this key/
Keep it dark and frisky risky verses he recites/
the light's rooks are just no match, for the devils knights/
We fight amongst ourselves, for shiny things and Mordor's rings/
sleep on poached Angel's wings and awaken when the Seiren sings/
But why give out god's speed, without god's brakes?/
I'll take you squared just to give you double double takes/
some weapons best left hidden like the lady in the lakes/
if the mountain won't move for my pen, my pen moves landscapes/
Our movement's unrecorded the Bayeux tapestrys been scorched/
the magic in people, labelled dangerous and torched/
ports desecrated, negotiated with the Mary Celeste/
I inscribe with no tribe but we still call it a quest/
so gather up the rest, societies on CCTV/
Presenting, misery in widescreen and HD/
come to the edge with me, less people and less pollution/
and less pressure on us to make a valuable contribution/
the solutions are there, but no-one knows and no-one cares/
like how many packs of cards are there in a flight of stairs?/
Is what we're doing real or manufactured and canned?/
the police stations are unmanned, cos damned be the fucking damned/
Hook (scratch)
It is a world of light and dark
Fresh Perspectives
Hook
The soldiers joining forces, to set out what the course is/
get data from the horses, and don't trust their sources/
of course it's just, shadows and reflections/
unseen connections and demon resurrections/
If these aren't your selections - be more selective/
Your over protected from fear you'll get rejected/
uncover like detectives, remember your objectives/
ancient ideas, and fresh perspectives/
Verse 1
How you come to see the world creates the world you see/
so who you are within your world defines who you must be/
gotta keep it on the low though or they'll come get rid of me/
man I can't have perspective if there's nothing left to see/
so we, sit and smile and for days we're content/
there's no compass to point out where the time went/
my minds sent back to those crazy days/
a save me phase, where my life is just a daze/
and lazy days, linked up with daisy chains/
amazing fame's, not what we're in this for/
cos the wounds of the old and past are still sore/
an album then a tour, you laugh and then you cry/
bring me low and take me high, first immortal then you die/
I marvel at the glittering distractions and the latest lie/
why do I prefer my silhouette to my picture?/
let's seek some real knowledge out there written in scripture/
Hook
The soldiers joining forces, to set out what the course is/
get data from the horses, and don't trust their sources/
of course it's just, shadows and reflections/
unseen connections and demon resurrections/
If these aren't your selections - be more selective/
Your over protected from fear you'll get rejected/
uncover like detectives, remember your objectives/
ancient ideas, and fresh perspectives/
Verse 2
I just can't see, why we're never allowed/
to have a silver lining without there being a cloud/
but it's not about brains or brawn, the battle lines are being drawn/
and ripped and torn, but we can still pour scorn/
on these, perverse churches they won't disperse purses/
So I bring life just like, reverse herses/
my urge is, to write more I'm addicted/
I don't know if it's constructive or self-inflicted/
so we're de-restricted, get your writer's blocks/
sit at home pull the locks and build your own Pandora's box/
Is it looking or seeing? Hearing or listening?/
Icy slush on the ground or snow that's glistening?/
but go to the bookshop, they're smiling to your face/
turn around and enter your details into the secret database/
it's all a chase, gotta watch how it rolls/
so I sit here with ample scrolls so I can sample souls/
Hook
So now we're joining forces, to set out what the course is/
get data from the horses, and never trust their sources/
of course it's just, shadows and reflections/
unseen connections and demon resurrections/
If these aren't your selections - be more selective/
Your over protected from fear you'll get rejected/
uncover like detectives, remember our objectives/
ancient ideas, and fresh perspectives/
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