Misnomer(S)

Misnomer(S)

 New York City, New York, USA
BandHip HopClassical

Misnomer(S) brings more than one unique element to the genre of Hip Hop - on mic & violin, the sisters ooze style, wit & passion in their music & show. Even if you're not a fan of Hip Hop-- you'll be a fan of Misnomer(S).

Biography

Korean-American sisters born and bred in the Buffalo 'burbs, Knewdles (MC) and Sos (Violin) are the hip hop duo aptly named Misnomer(S). Whether it be the Asian female rapper angle, the prodigal hip hop violinist factor, or the two hot sisters hook, it matters not-- Misnomer(S) backs up any claims of novelty with quality music, a "killer live show" (as the NY Post writes), and a level of professionalism all too rare in today's rap game.

In the wake of the collapse of the music industry as we knew it, Misnomer(S) has taken it back to a grassroots level, performing over a hundred shows in the New York City area, planting roots in Brooklyn's most well known hip hop home, Bed Stuy, holding a monthly Youth Open Mic with the sponsorship of the Brooklyn Public Library, and continuing to be active in their various communities.

At the same time, Misnomer(S) has kept an eye on the national stage, with credits that include starring in a national tv/print/internet campaign for Converse One Star/Target, a featured promo spot for the upcoming Def Jam RapStar video game, acting/performing roles and sole soundtrack credit for Nelson George's latest project "Left Unsaid", and self-producing & starring in a documentary-style reality show pilot, "Knewdles & Sos", based around their lives and music.

With their self-produced debut album "American (I)s" slated for release this Fall 2010, Knewdles & Sos are only just getting started. Who knows where Misnomer(S) will surface next.

Lyrics

Good Morning, Good Night

Written By: Knewdles


she got a job thru her friend who tends bar at this club
selling bottles of liquor til 4 am
when the weekend comes she makes all her income
doesn't lift a finger cuz the bussers deliver
she figures she doesn't mind the guys calling her honey
nothing funny just abundance of money
to supplement a nice style of life
nightlife that is quite trite like her conscience
she wanted a job she could flaunt
her blond friends are jealous in their 9 to 5 hell
while she collects a couple hundred tip off a thousand dollar bill
it's just one table outta six she never gets sick of her twenty percent tips
it just sits in bank her stash of cash she plans to use
for future endeavors she'll never choose never pursue
nothing suits her better than perusing boutiques for chic clothes and shoes

good morning good night
did you put up a good fight (4x)

mama said a warning bell would never toll in her head
but it was said before she wed the man her mom and dad hand selected
a collective quest for a better rest of her life
mama's parents sent her off with a hug and some rice
it took just one night to become this man's wife
seeing his face first in the morning light
she was polite like strangers
like she was terrified to ask why
then six years snuck by
tucked away in a two story house
and u know how a mouse creeps about
mama's mouthing the words
to a song she hasn't heard in too long
she's strong for tolerating the wrong for so long
but that's just cuz her trust is gone
her internal alarm's been snoozing
as she's been removing her shoes
she's thru to the other side
a mother just another life denied

good morning good night
did you put up a good fight (4x)

strike six outta time gotta shift outta daily grind
his idle mind's released as his boss stamps his time sheet
he leaves everyday smelling of meat and blood
so much so nobody asks what he does
he waits for the bus in any weather it comes
he doesn't check his watch he knows he's lucky it runs
he's not the kind of guy to smile unexpectedly
and while he doesn't think the best things are free
he used to be blissfully oblivious of green
til he knocked up his girl and suddenly there were three
now he's four feet deep can't see his own feet
baby mom wants to talk all he wants is to sleep
he's feeling weak and old and he's only twenty two
it's cuz he used to wanna do so much he got confused
and now it's moot tied down and glued
to ground he's been around his whole life
good morning good night

good morning good night
did you put up a good fight (4x)

Kit Kat

Written By: Knewdles

her ass grew faster than her self esteem
took a look in the mirror like it was all a dream
barely thirteen and very illegal
she rocked a crop top T that said "beware! body's lethal"
creme de la creme ahem with denim perfect venom
let em have naughty thoughts and then send em for penance
a young budding temptress blessed with ample gifts
she attracted the likes of rappers and rappers' kids
her ass grew faster than she knew what to do with
harassed so much in school soon enough she was a truant
if her momma knew it then she played ignorant
assumed her daughter'd grow out of it, stupid or prudent?
not fluent in the ways of the world just yet
susceptible to teachers who tried to make her their pet
certainly not the first to blossom even amongst friends
young girls with young minds and fully grown rear ends

Butt butt butt butt butt butt butt
So what what what what what what
Work that strut strut strut strut strut strut
Rump shaker creepin on a come up
Butt butt butt butt butt butt butt
So what what what what what what
Work that strut strut strut strut strut strut
Rump shaker

her aka was kit kat "break me off a piece of that"
blessed with zero back fat she was straight boom bap
she hit her mid teens got used to the fact
dudes would act the fool when she swayed and switched back
simple tactics mixed with a little practice
in her arsenal she had acrobatics
pants fabric stretched to the max gymnastics
a body of work that cant resist the habit
captive all eyes on that back side
smooth round curves u know u wanna ride
but theres a downside
like if u gotta nice car but dont know how to drive
u see her body kept bangin' but her mind stayed stuntin'
every once in awhile she wondered, am i missing something?
it wasnt from a lack of good intentions
just that assets like that took her in one direction

Butt butt butt butt butt butt butt
So what what what what what what
Work that strut strut strut strut strut strut
Rump shaker creepin on a come up
Butt butt butt butt butt butt butt
So what what what what what what
Work that strut strut strut strut strut strut
Rump shaker

j lo ushered in a new era of derriere fanfare
and ass first photographs everywhere
kim kardashian to lola luv
nonstop talk of butt implants and photoshop
cellulite and bad light booty insults and gripes
cant a girl expect more out of life?
kit kat with her perfect ass got her own plight
like never developing her self-respect right
now in her twenties shes no better off
paying the price that beauty can cost
facing off against haters thatd rather trade off
while staving off status as another jump off
she craves the kind of safety only she can provide
radiating from inside and not from behind
every body has got they own lot in life
will kit kat decide hers and be aiiiight?

Butt butt butt butt butt butt butt
So what what what what what what
Work that strut strut strut strut strut strut
Rump shaker creepin on a come up
Butt butt butt butt butt butt butt
So what what what what what what
Work that strut strut strut strut strut strut
Rump shaker

Too Many Things

Written By: Knewdles

i got excuses when the truth is useless
i cant escape the way my brain juices
always handy with a pack of tissues
i have to bridge gaps that seem so huge
so few can decipher my clues
so youre off the hook if thats what u choose
im good to take blame self deprecating moves
if life is suffering then ive paid my dues
i see-saw as if i didnt see what i saw
i feel raw like im eatin' thru a straw
flaws easier to swallow when they come in others
and each time i fall down its harder to recover
cuz i reach peaks and summits then plummet
ass smacked on the ground but i cant ask whodunit
there must b a part of me that loves all this struggle
bumble stumble fumble then crumble

too many things i thought i meant but didnt
too many times i ignored what was written
and so it goes that what was now isnt
i wanna know what the hell i was thinking
too many things i thought i said but didnt
too many times my heart stayed hidden
and so it goes that what was now isnt
i wanna know what the hell i was thinking

so i got myself into a situation where im hating
the ways i related to me and my main squeeze
i used to get in trouble wit them boys and them trees
bend too easy and collapse at the knees
jeez louise was it as obscene as it seemed
salacious egregious and acting out of need
see to feed my ego was a bottomless pit
emotions in turmoil epitome of motion sick
this deficit ever present like a gift
never expressed at the right time cuz it never fit
into the scheme the plan the romantic dream
no matter what, i couldnt keep my hands clean
i didnt mean what i said didnt say what i meant
pent up feelings pushing hot air like a vent
amen the only thing left was to pray
ask for tomorrow to be a better day

too many things i thought i meant but didnt
too many times i ignored what was written
and so it goes that what was now isnt
i wanna know what the hell i was thinking
too many things i thought i said but didnt
too many times my heart stayed hidden
and so it goes that what was now isnt
i wanna know what the hell i was thinking

im sticking to victim status
all too familiar apparatus masochistic habits
so when a little happiness comes i dont know how to grasp it
i act the fool and then mask it
patterns erratic safe space sporadic
im like a lil kid playing in traffic
mind/body fractured by these delayed reactions
cant i just slow down the whole planet dammit
wheres the laughter cuz im feeling like a joke
hear no music in my ears but this bottom note
so what if hope floats and my approach is changing
i write something new but am i just saying the same thing
if its to get worse before it gets better
consider this my swan song consider these letters
whether i stand up proud or fall down hard
i know in my heart the time is now

too many things i thought i meant but didnt
too many times i ignored what was written
and so it goes that what was now isnt
i wanna know what the hell i was thinking
too many things i thought i said but didnt
too many times my heart stayed hidden
and so it goes that what was now isnt
i wanna know what the hell i was thinking

Pieces

Written By: Knewdles

doing right by me means i cant be
the way ive always been and the way ive always seen
life love and problems never known how to solve em
Libran indecision yo dont get me started
the hardest part for me is knowing when to leave
i make it worse wearing my heart on my sleeve
if my mind and my body are not on the same team
how am i supposed to keep alive my dreams
me me me you'd think it be easy
unless other peoples needs trump yours truly
this is a true story a cruel story
im the main character but whos looking out for me
im worldly yet still so confined
bound by invisible ties to my mind
and the truth is these rhymes that i write
only come out when nothing else will suffice

heart broken into pieces so tiny
im so in love
take this token i dont need it to remind me
cuz im putting it behind me finally
heart broken into pieces so tiny
im so in love
take this token i dont need it to remind me
cuz im putting it behind me finally

it gets worse before it gets better
no more tears to shed never say never
i wanted a ring instead i got a heavyweight
plans half baked had to be rearranged
in vain i thought id be the one to change him
but lo and behold change comes from within
still it didnt stop me from constantly switching
my own needs strategies dreamed up for winning
his heart he gave without total commitment
at any given moment he was gone ghost ridden
seconds to minutes even breath left unfinished
whats it to wait one more day when youre so in it
limits approached but not reached
focus on victory not defeat
so i touched the hot stove but i didnt scream
just another hurdle between me and my dream

heart broken into pieces so tiny
im so in love
take this token i dont need it to remind me
cuz im putting it behind me finally
heart broken into pieces so tiny
im so in love
take this token i dont need it to remind me
cuz im putting it behind me finally

i put this in song cuz the pain is too strong
and my voice has been buried far too long
the stories we tell ourselves to get along
is not the one im letting yall in on now
i dont quite know how i got to this place
two years later finally ready to face
the music yea ill use it
gotta get through this or else ill lose it
so many people in my life always knew it
but MY name is knewdles so ive got to prove it do it
back to one my work is not done
this is the worst ive ever felt and thats sayin a lot son
i dont wonder if his version is the same
i caved so many times and took the blame
hook line sinker never again no way
cuz ive earned the right to say its not ok

heart broken into pieces so tiny
im so in love
take this token i dont need it to remind me
cuz im putting it behind me finally
heart broken into pieces so tiny
im so in love
take this token i dont need it to remind me
cuz im putting it behind me finally

WooHoo

Written By: Knewdles

here we go here we go it’s a domino effect
when I step to the mic my life gets checked
I wrestle with letters of the alphabet
A to Z be keeping secrets from me
believe me I mean what I say when I say it
but I just can’t be sure the way I convey it
cuz it’s not my fucking forte anticipating conversational pathways
I’m having a bad day and it’d be best if you stepped aside
im stressed and if pressed I’ll definitely dive
and you don’t want to see that side of me
released free from policing my negative energy
he who believes in the being of a human
knows the meaning of the union of the feeling of confusion
the feeding of the feuding of the mind and the body and heart and the soul
it’s out of control

I’m having one of those bad days again, I can’t help it I’m so damn selfish [4X]

imperfections are expected don’t mistake me
I know about ebbs and flows highs and lows
I've been told to swallow my poison been poised to
follow my skeletons back into the closet
I’m walkin down bad memory lane
kickin red bricks at shitty window panes
at my wit’s end I gotta make a change
before I wake up to another mayday
before I get myself into a melee
before I gotta give good fake face
cuz my momma raised me to be the best
so my competitive complex accommodates negative quests
call me the queen of caustic quips
saucy and bitchy my chi drips with downer blips
I’m stuck in this fit

Oh shit, those bad days again. I can’t help it I’m so damn selfish [4X]

jill be nimble jill be quick
jill jumps over candlesticks
anything to put a hop skip to her step
even got a red carpet back at her crib
jill don’t think jill just is
smiling big and innocent
but I’m different than jill
I can’t bullshit when I’m not down with it
so it’s a problem of mine i find
I don’t
wanna go down that road all the time
but I don’t wanna be the sour lime
killing the good vibes the poster child for bad attitudes and cynical views
I choose to be down cuz I know I’ll come around
and when I do it’ll be WOO HOO
cuz it’ll be true no voodoo no coulda shoulda woulda’s
no boo hoos just me making it through

those bad days again, i can’t help it [4X]

Discography

"Really Real" (as featured in Converse One Star/Target campaign) on Pandora Radio, Target.com/onestar and Facebook.com/target.

"Worker Bee", "WooHoo" "For What It's Worth" "La Di Da D'ing" played on WBAI 99.5 FM.

30min interview and performance airing quarterly on PBS [Asian America].

30min Misnomer(S) live performance airing once a month on BCAT-TV [Where Hip Hop Meets Poetry].

"WooHoo" video played on MNN's Youth Channel.

Dollar Van Demos's "WooHoo" and "Bombshell" played on BCAT-TV.

Set List

sets range from 15 - 60 min.
songs average about 4 minutes per.

cover/mixtape tracks are often incorporated into live shows. popular hip hop beats are remixed, lyrically and instrumentally.

a cappella/acoustic tracks, using just a loop machine, are also a trademark of live shows.

possible songs for live performance:

+ Bombshell
+ Really Real
+ Fake Cake Lady
+ Undone
+ End of Innocence
+ The Pied Piper
+ Good Morning, Good Night
+ For What it's Worth
+ BooHoo
+ WooHoo
+ Knewdles & Sos
+ Romance Right
+ Worker Bee
+ Special Msg (Speaks No English)
+ Music Maker
+ Moscato Arigato
+ Nowhere Else to Go
+ Losing Sight
+ B-Lo to BK

mixtape tracks:
+ I Get Money (50 Cent)
+ Deep Cover (Dre and Snoop)
+ Superstar (Lupe Fiasco)
+ They Don't Care About Us (Michael Jackson)
+ Bells of War (WuTang Clan)
+ Empire State of Mind (Jay-Z)

acoustic tracks:
+ Homegirl
+ Kit Kat
+ K.N.E.W.D.L.E.S.