Mr. Nash

Mr. Nash

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This is music that you will feel. Laid back, yet very aggressive, similar in ways to artists such as Jay-Z, Nas, or Common. Very personal at times with great storytelling ability. An artist that will appeal to the masses no problem!

Biography

From West Lynn, Massachusetts to the US Navy and back to Massachusetts’ Berklee College of Music, this is the story of Mr. Nash. Anthony Nash AKA “Bigg” Nash offers fans something genuine. Hailing from West Lynn’s Curwin Circle projects, Nash brings all the ammunition he needs to offer the public a true sound. He is his own critic and he sets the bar higher than most. Growing up during the 80's, Nash came of age kind of like hip-hop.

In 1997 Nash would display his hidden talent. After years of beat boxing for corner ciphers, writing at home and filling notebook upon notebook with material, his confidence grew. He credits this newfound confidence to influential hip-hop artists such as The Notorious B.I.G. Entering ciphers in the hallways of Lynn Classical high school, on street corners, and in numerous battles around East and West Lynn. Mr. Nash was ready to blow. Unfortunately, just as things started to pick up and people recognized his true talent, things at home, in school and in the streets started to fall apart. Nash took a look at his options and made a decision that would help define his life; he entered the U.S. Navy.

While serving a four-year enlistment that included three years in Japan, Nash took advantage of the opportunity to display his skills on foreign soil. Creating a network for himself he seized the opportunity to perform at some of Japan's most popular nightclubs. It was here that Nash grabbed the spotlight as an opener for some very big U.S. acts. Nash shared the stage with Cypress Hill, the Roots, L.L. Cool J, Coolio, and Outkast. Just like that, Nash’s name was listed on the marquees of all the top venues such as Yokohama Bay Hall, Club Heaven, Club Circus, and Club Harlem.

After opening up for Outkast at Club Heaven in Honshu, Yokohama, Japan, Nash met DJ Roddy Rod whose production credits include (Black Thought of the Roots, Ed O.G., and Q-Tip of A Tribe Called Quest to name a few). The two collaborated producing a few demo tracks that they released on a number of mix tapes in both Japan and the U.S. Upon fulfilling his obligation to duty and returning to the United States, Nash continued to perform locally and regionally at various clubs throughout New England, New York City and across the tri-state area.

Nash is very comfortable inside the recording studio releasing three full-length albums as a member of the NME Wreckidz roster (Gloucester, MA). His sales are incredible, reaching close to 17,000 units since 2001. What is most interesting is the fact that this is being done without distribution or conventional retail placement. Nash does understand the market and offers his music for digital download. Nash’s songs have been downloaded approximately 330,000 times since 2000.

On the agenda for 2006, Anthony Nash plans to finish his Master Audio Production Certificate from BerkleeMusic.com, sign publishing and licensing deals, launch his own imprint, ATTUX ENTERTAINMENT, start producing other artists, and report 10,000 units in 2006. Stick around the new story is about to drop.

Lyrics

Before

Written By: A. Nash/C. Yuan

VERSE I (Nash)
I'ma make you hear the story again & again
About that chubby lil' n***a from the city of Lynn
They say ya never go out the way you came in
That's a damn lie, I came in broke & left out rich
Then came back...& left out rich
This is my city ain't nobody taking sh*t
I still go to the circle just to play with the kids at the park across the street from where my grandmother lives
So they can see the definition of what being real is
Where I'm from, they look up to the rappers and drug dealers (my mommy went to school with you)
But she ain't give me no ass, now she's trying to be cool with me
I just laugh
'cause back then I ain't rap & she wasn't giving up the ass if you didn't rap or sell crack
I learned how & look at how my life turned out
Them n***az all broke drooling over my girl now//

chorus (Nash)
Before djs were spinning cds
Before ya success was measured by ya first week
N****z really used to have love for this thing, but that was before

chorus (Rubix)
Now we run it
Now its hundreds
Now its history in the making everybody knows we're coming
Here's our chance to do it like no one has ever done it before//

VERSE II (RUBIX)
Mom get me these Jordans, there's a few days left
She told me why pay more when you can pay less
So I had to rock Attack Forces, but now I tap resources
No more rapping on porches, because my rap is focused
If its rocking mics and rims I'm rocking Nikes and Timbs
Fans liking him no overnights again
I gotta blow 'cause a 9 to 5 ain't for me
I gotta grind 'cause dynamite ain't for free
Till this world is mine, I endure this grind painlessly
Once I'm on top maintain, young gun is gon' aim for me
So ya'll won't see me on the front stoop while I bump
I'm on the come up like the mile high club
I'ma spit flows while I flood
Put the K.L. streets on my back I lift the high rise up
My math stacks pile high up
I won't say I'm the same 'cause you never go out the way that you came//

chorus (Nash)
Before djs were spinning cds
Before ya success was measured by ya first week
N****z really used to have love for this thing, but that was before

chorus (Rubix)
Now we run it
Now its hundreds
Now its history in the making everybody knows we're coming
Here's our chance to do it like no one has ever done it before//

VERSE III (Nash)
I nevery thought that it would be like this
Photo shoots and videos with dozens of pretty hoes
This is the life, I wouldn't trade it for shit
Hours of sleep I lost, done paid off big
So now when I rest my head, the mattress is king
Egyptian cotton threaded sheets 1000 total count each
If you got lost, that just means that they're soft
Now I ain't gotta flip the mattress twice a week anymore
We came a long way, from no lunch to free lunch to expensive brunch
We tryin' to make moves
We all about growth, still they wanna hold us down
Legal system balanced out 'cause niggaz got lawyers now (what up)
You wanna touch me pig, well go ahead, but keep in mind the trial budget is big
I understand you mad, 'cause what you clear in a month
I get for a show and I'm only about to blow//

chorus (Nash)
Before djs were spinning cds
Before ya success was measured by ya first week
N****z really used to have love for this thing, but that was before

chorus (Rubix)
Now we run it
Now its hundreds
Now its history in the making everybody knows we're coming
Here's our chance to do it like no one has ever done it before//

2006 World Tour

Written By: A. Nash/C.Yuan

2006 WORLD TOUR
Lyrics by
Anthony “Mr. Nash” Nash & Charles “Rubix” Yuan

INTRO
Ladies and Gentlemen, children of all ages. ATTUX ENTERTAINMENT presents a Heat of The City Production courtesy of Charizma. Mr. Nash, Rubix Make it happen baby!

VERSE 1 (NASH)
Its been a long road I’m only half way home, half way on, my feet grace the path way stones/
I’ma keep walkin’ ‘til the pathway’s gone. Can’t stop, won’t stop. Like my name’s Sean Combs/
I ain’t got time to battle got a meeting to make / Gotta scoop Wadi in Lynn and be at Logan by 8/
Our flight lands at 9 that Tokyo time plus 13, ya’ll ain’t left the EST / Out there they waiting for me like I’m PS3 we at the Shinjuku Prince Hotel in 113 / Sippin’ sake no sushi, only hibachi where they cook the food in front of ya face while ya talking/
And at night when you wanna relax hit the hot spring you know at least ‘til 6 in the morning the club’s poppin/ We ain’t gotta pay no admission we just walk in / I lived this you other ni88az just talk it I’m real//

CHORUS
We on a world tour me and Rubix my man, going each and every place with that mic in our hand/
Where we at? London, Berlin, Lagos
We just getting started yo!
We on a world tour me and Nash my man, going each and every place with that mic in our hand/
Where we at? Vancouver, Quebec, Toronto
We gon’ take ya’ll around the globe//

VERSE 2 (RUBIX)
I done came a long way up from a kid that was 4 foot nothing / Stuntin’ in the parks that 1 day he’ll be something/
I traveled around the world so by age 5 enough memories were built up to fill pages of life/
I went from days just hoping to bathing and soaking up the rays of the ocean from Africa’s golden coast/
Seen visions of Mediterranean waves in motion so the dreams I have now I must be brave then focused/
Mama told me keep smiling & keep climbing, so I’ll keep shining and keep rhyming/
So I’m back at it rapping charismatic venting in the tracks instead of snapping like elastics/
Stay hungry like a vulture always keep ya composure / Just some lessons I’ve acquired on this road to get some culture/ And now that the flows hotter it ain’t gotta be ball these raps is gon’ make me a globetrotter//

CHORUS
We on a world tour me and Rubix my man, going each and every place with that mic in our hand/
Where we at? Singapore, Sidney, Tokyo
We them rap globetrotters yo!
We on a world tour me and Nash my man, going each and every place with that mic in our hand/
Where we at? Puerto Rico, Jamaica, Mexico
Its real talk yo its not for show//

VERSE 3 (NASH)
We taking flicks in Sydney by the Opera House, in Japan Yoshinoya like the waffle house/
After the club, about 6 in the morning beef bowl for breakfast now I’m having visions of snoring/
No time to rest, that’s how it is when ya touring, sleepwalking to the bus day dreaming ‘bout snoring/
Could have left after the show, but that’d be boring / I’d rather party with the fans and thank ‘em for the support/ I can sleep on the ride to Narita airport 14 hrs later plane touching down in New York/
No direct flight to Mass, but we almost home, plus New York loves us too, so we almost on/
Big difference from the day when we were most unknown 10 ni88az 8 dollars between us, we were broke
But times changed I’m blessing the mic in rare form, prepare for operation take the industry by storm it’s A.E.

So Crazy

Written By: A. Nash/L. Wilson

SO CRAZY
Lyrics by
Anthony “Mr. Nash” Nash & Lee Wilson

VERSE 1
His mama loved him. She couldn’t see the thug in him. Couldn’t believe somebody’d wanna put a slug in him / The autopsy revealed he had drugs in him. Claimed he was clean every morning that she hugged him/
Her only son plus he looked just like her husband / She couldn’t fathom losing him just like her husband/
Her baby boy without she had nothing / ‘Cause in her eyes her baby boy had so much love in him/
But she was right ‘cause the streets, boy he loved them / She hates the street ‘case the thugs guns & drugs in ‘em / And even worse she can’t sleep because her son’s in ‘em her life would be incomplete without her son in it/ So every night she prayed faithfully “lord please, bring him home safe for me. If you have to take him, consider taking me, I lived my life but please lord not my baby!”//

CHORUS (2x)
Streets…so crazy / streets so crazy
You never know what the day is gonna bring when ya posted up on the block / So Crazy

VERSE 2
He woke up this morning, gave his mother a kiss / every morning he was home she would cook breakfast/
But home cooked meals couldn’t keep him close ‘cause when he finished he was back on the block like Quincy Jones/ She would just cry convinced he’s gone, on the phone her church sisters tell her look to the lord and be strong, but its easier said than it is done. ‘cause none of them were losing a son to the streets/
In the streets he was labeled a beast / on the corner posted up, flipping birds at police in unmarked cars as they watched hard, every move too precise / there wasn’t really much they could do/
The boy’s good, they hated that shit, they waiting for his ass to slip, they pray for that shit/
They trying everything to loosen up the neighborhoods lips, but you know ni88az in the hood ain’t trying to talk to no pigs//

CHORUS (2x)
Streets…so crazy / streets so crazy
You never know what the day is gonna bring when ya posted up on the block / So Crazy

BRIDGE
Life has a way of bringing us down / you never know what the day may bring/ You never know
Life has a way of keeping us down / even when we’re trying to get out / you never know / You never know

VERSE 3
Okay the streets watch and sometimes they talk, you don’t expect dudes to be runnin’ their mouths to cops/
There’s unwritten rules, called the code of the streets / you handle problems like a man, you never go to police/ They gon’ try the shake down, don’t let ‘em break you down / give the ni88a up, a week later they’re taking you down/
His mama loves him, so she gon’ post that bail, then payback time / you’re guilty of the biggest hood crime, you ratted.

CHORUS
CHORUS (2x)
Streets…so crazy / streets so crazy
You never know what the day is gonna bring when ya posted up on the block / So Crazy

Gone

Written By: A. Nash

Verse 1
Would I be lost more than I am, or would I live in eternal darkness if the light in my life was lost its, deeper than the imagination of any kid/
The thoughts stretch and stress beyond my brain's limits/ I can't picture this world like if I ain't in it. Can't picture playin' the game like if I ain't winning/
Placed on this earth to succeed and that I will, put that on everything, sweat tears and blood spill/
Some kill to get what they want and some steal, some fake their way thru life and others keep it real/
But what's real 9 to 5 work or drug deals, slugs fill the atmosphere, innocent people are killed please....../
(Tell me what to do) I'm in need of direction, I'm lookin' like my pops sometimes I hate to see my reflection/
I never had much to be proud of but he did, me and my little sis. He bounced out twice, the weak bitch/
In and out of jail, I hate yo ass its too late. You missed the chance to shake hands with liana's prom date/
I'll fill that void. I'm the man of the house. I hear you knocking on the door but ya banned from this house/
Cold world huh? But you made it that way/
You ever wonder why I hate you 'cause you made me that way/
I pulled your weight, I guess that makes me twice your man, but that's not saying much, 'cause you ain't even half a man/
You know what its like to walk by ya father at night and look in his eyes and not be recognized 'cause he's high/
Well I do, 12th grade after a game in Central Square on the corner by the stairs to the train/
I was hurt but that pain grew old and stained my heart/ I weathered the storm, but never thought it'd rain that hard/
The more I grew, the more I grow, we grow apart, the sad thing is I'll never have a change of heart, so f**k you!//

chorus (repeats)
Tell me what to do. When the light of my life is gone from me. Is it always the same as the night//

Verse 2
I walk around like I'm not hurting inside, my only therapy. Is spitting words in this mic, yo f**k this life/
I'm ready to start a new one my mom's only boy, but does she want a new son or is she proud of me/
We never talked too much its kind of strange, if she love's me so much, why can't she say it to my face/
Is pain love or is love pain? Why I never call her ma, but I always called her by her first name/
I love you though. The Strongest woman I know/
Occasionally I hear her braggin' saying that I'ma blow/
Ya only hope. At least I feel that way/
I'll prove you right with a million dollar crib one day/
I feel ya pain and it eats me away when all you do is help people, still struggle and strain to make it. its amazing. You never lose sight of the light/
I want you to know you're the light of my life so/
(Tell me what to do) When the light of my life is gone from me will the days be the same as the night/
Will ya advice be to move on with my life/
If everything goes right, I'll probably make Cheryl my wife/
Now don't think that I ever had a terrible life/ I just want us to have things better in life/
And you deserve it more than anybody that I know/
The reason why I do this, just something that you should know/
Like how I enjoy watching little Destiny grow/ Damn I'm an uncle, my little sister's making me old/
And no one knows there was a point where I felt like ending it all/
But not now yo, I guess I got too much to live for/
Jeff got married, I'm doing it big, my nigga Bari got little dude, my right hand man since middle school/
I wouldn't trade it for the world//

Understand

Written By: A. Nash/A. Burris

VERSE 1
The name’s Nash I’m Puerto Rican and half black, I used to get laughed at for being broke
(commence to whoop ass Nash)
Aye aye captain, back to the raps & what’s happenin’ those who were laughing are now hangin’ from the sac.
And it feels good to f@*k a chick when you’re from the hood / When she wouldn’t give you the time of day ‘cause she was too good
But times changed and tables turned / We went from low income housing from no income to making thousands
To better houses with leather couches (We came up) No more hand me down clothes & sh*t that’s stained up/ My little sister don’t rock the same stuff (why) / Now every season yo her wardrobe change/
What you know about that 12 years old and rock the latest clothes ‘cause ya big brother rock the latest flows / No lunch tickets now we spend the latest dough, the big head bills just to let you haters know we made it yo/
The outcast that made it to the top with elevator flow / And I don’t wait my turn I just take it yo/
My producer ain’t no wannabe Dre no fake Pharrell, Kanye or fake Just Blaze but he just blaze/
And he as white as can be but he makes it nice and easy for me to speak to these beats/
So please believe that when I speak to these beats I speak to everybody / Male female alive and deceased/
And I don’t brag about life in the streets because it ain’t me / You ever sleep in the kitchen for heat or not eat so ya sisters can eat / Man don’t nobody wanna hear that shit/
I never sold drugs, never posed thug but I know thugs / Ni**az that dap you up and take the clothes off ya back/
Yeah they’ll probably leave a hole in ya back if you come through braggin’ ‘bout ya stacks so stop frontin’ ni**a / before you get ya ass hemmed up for nothing ni88a,/
Me I plan to go out for something much bigger / Success isn’t enough my plans are much bigger I’m talkin’ businesses cribs cars and trucks / Step ya game up ni88az.

CHOURS 2x (A.B.)
Ni88az don’t understand / that we’ve got a bigger plan
Everyday we go through the same ol’ thing (but we came up)
‘Cause we done made it through / I remember I was just like you/
But I put in work and now my life has changed//

VERSE 2
Ya’ll ni88az know Nash is a distinguished gentleman I flow sick like a disease there’s no medicine/
An epidemic greater than aids is ‘bout spread quick,. It gets into ya head through ya ears/
You are now tuned in to a Nash exclusive reporting live from Lynn Massachusetts/
Some things changed I had to hit you off with that new sh_t ‘cause all these rap cats are sounding the same/
I don’t wear throwbacks dog I rock button ups / but do not get it twisted I will f@%k you up/
But I don’t wanna have to go that route I’d rather chill and put a drink to my mouth know what I mean/
And probably slide with a pretty brown thing / You know how they get when they get around me they’re all smiles & sh_t/
While ya’ll ni88az out wildin’ & sh_t in the streets acting violent & sh_t I’m layin’ up with ya chick/
And I ain’t talk that thug life sh_t I just asked her how her love life is/
I just capitalized where you were weak homes / You made it easy for me to get my freak on/
I just opened my ears and let her speak homes / So grab a pillow if you want something to sleep on/
I’m not the one / Don’t make me blow ya spot for fun and put you out there like pops to son/
Go ‘head & pop ya gun but you better be ready for war / and war is something that ya team don’t want ya not build for it/
Sit back and play ya position and just cheer for me ‘cause I’m victorious ni88a now toast ya beers for me//

CHORUS 2 X

Best of Me

Written By: A. Nash

I was told I couldn't make it in rap
They said I didn't have the look
But I'm a handsome son of a....
Don't you dare call my mama a bitch
A & Rs told me find my niche and holla back when I did
So I did some soul searching found out what it is and it was pretty obvious.....I make hits bitch!
I ain't bring pop across the road
I just crossed the road shook a few hands and rubbed elbows
You know how it goes, you get in where you fit
And I'm a big dude so I had to squeeze a lil' bit, nothing major
Ya boy blends right in, regardless of the situation I'ma handle my biz Ya dig!
A product of the projects where success is only achieved through persistence, for instance, how we fight to survive on a daily basis
but we'll fight til' we make it out
But one ya do get out the fight ain't done. Be prepared to duke it out. Just think back to days you had to do without.

Chorus (2x)
If you wanna call me a liar
You can call me a liar
I double dare you to try it
Go'head try it
And if you wanna see the best in me
I'ma give ya the best of me
All you gotta do is test me
Just keep testing me

If you wanna call me a liar
You can call me a liar
I double dare you to try it
Go'head try it
And if you wanna see the best in me
I'ma give ya the best of me
All you gotta do is test me
Just keep testing me

A yo right about now I'ma take a second to teach you how to turn nothing into something. Being that I'm from the I'm kind of a pro at that. Follow me. Its all in speaking the truth, you gotta speak the truth.

Verse II
Yo I got confessions to make. I never sold drugs, but I know thugs and gangstas that show love.
I'm well known plus connected like jigsaw, black but I'm yellow, got soul plus my father's features
My daddy puerto rican, the long arm of the law got him locked so his speech never reached us.
So I don't really speak it. Pero yo comprendo, hablo un poquito got love for all my people.
To them we all negroes, they quick to call us nigga, spic, or anything else that they can dig up.
Was always taught that when you fall be quick to get up, brush the dirt off and pick up where you left off.
So with that in mind. I walked this long road with stains in my clothes and watched my status incline.
Steadily at a constant rate, life's a constant race, so I try to keep a constants pace.
Mentally I'm in a conscious state on this track I got my second wind in the last leg of the race.
You trying to keep up man you better pick up the pace. Come on!

Chorus (2x)
If you wanna call me a liar
You can call me a liar
I double dare you to try it
Go'head try it
And if you wanna see the best in me
I'ma give ya the best of me
All you gotta do is test me
Just keep testing me

If you wanna call me a liar
You can call me a liar
I double dare you to try it
Go'head try it
And if you wanna see the best in me
I'ma give ya the best of me
All you gotta do is test me
Just keep testing me

Discography

Operation Street - 1998
Constant Elevation - 2000
H.I.V. Vol. III (Cali Untouchables Mix Tape) - 2003
Palm Trees & Gangstas (Cali Untouchables) - 2004
Against the Grain- 2004/2005
Boston's Finest Mixtape Vol. 1-2005

Streaming Tracks and MP3 downloads available at
www.attuxentertainment.com
www.myspace.com/biggnash

Set List

No covers. Set ranges from 15 minutes to an hour, depending upon agreement.

Set will include short intro, usually performed by the dj, or a freestyle and the song lineup varies.

Can perform (1) 15-60 min. set, or (2) 30 min. sets.