Witness

Witness

BandHip Hop

Witness' music is considered Christian Hip-Hop with a rock edge. His explosive and dynamic ministry is to reach out and touch lives and that is reflected through his music. It's new, it's hot, and it's entertaining. Come and experience this must see artist. It's pretty good for a white guy.

Biography

My name is Nicholas Rigano and I am 27 years old. I live in Columbus, Ohio. My artist name is Witness, which is derived of the thought of testifying of someone by way of actions and methods. The style of music I perform is Hip-Hop with a rock edge, which is another alternative style of hip-hop. I focus on the art of being a lyricist, using words to create pictures and messages. I have been writing lyrics and music since I was 14 years old. I started with a rap-core band and that has evolved into me being a solo artist. I have just finished my first full length album named, "My Rock," and the inspiration was taken from the story of David and Goliath.
I have a passion to reach young people with a message of positive hope and truth from a Christian platform. In that message I strive to use media and arts as a way to communicate the powerful encounter that has forever shaped and changed my life. I have come to the conclusion that the change was not just for me but for everyone! So that is why I make music and that is why I have to tell my story. So that everyone who is seeking truth and looking for a change can find the only One that can make that change for them. I am a witness of the One that brings life out of death and makes the broken whole.

Lyrics

Give Me the Mic

Written By: Witness

Give me the Mic, Give me the Mic, Yea
Give me the Mic, Give me the Mic, Yea
Give me the Mic, Give me the Mic, Yea
Give me the Mic, Just Give me the Mic

Ready to take control, releasing the unknown, potential that grows, into harvest of souls, give me the mic, cause I gottsa to say it now, gottsa say it loud, gottsa say it proud, Rock the stage and the crowd, turning your world upside down, cause I gottsa get, what I gottsa get, cause I gottsa spit, what I gottsa to spit, no need to throw a fit, we’ll just kick when I rip, and get ya grandmal to do a flip, hold the lip, cause this scale I’m gonna tip, and make people like “dag that was sick” so sick that you caught a cold, verbalize the gospel into something you can hold, getting into heads like we were scalping domes and lifting hearts like were transplanting homes.

Give Me the Mic and I’ll Rock the Stage,
Give me the Mic, I got something to stage
Give me the Mic and I’ll do my thing
JUST GIVE ME THE MIC, GIVE ME THE MIC

I make fight music, ready to hype music, make you like music, so I write music, keeping it elementary, evidently with this element, to elevate and elaborate, Me and Jesus we collaborate, so you celebrate like your on a date, best believe that I rock it hard, and when I get it off, I’m going to rock your soul, like rock and roll, to roll down the road, losing control, empowering you to so bold, and your faith grows, so that you can take this road, and explode this hold, this worlds got on your soul, it’s like fire that bleeds, running into the streets, and moves your heart like it had feet, in Him I’m complete, so get our your seat, pumping your fist in the air to this beat!

Give Me the Mic and I’ll Rock the Stage,
Give me the Mic, I got something to stage
Give me the Mic and I’ll do my thing
JUST GIVE ME THE MIC, GIVE ME THE MIC

Without Him your like a cat stuck in a tree, or people caught in a seven story burning building, a roof with no ceiling, hands with no feeling, knees with no bend, voice with no volume, be consumed, by an inferno, killing mindsets and physiological complex, gaining forward motion like hyper jets, put talents to use and real benefits, for His kingdom, of His glory, speak the word of truth, not a watered down story, reject osmosis, stay concentrated, on the life of Christ and the reason created, you can’t stand out if you are trying to fit in, you can’t beat the devil if your living like Him!!! So I get the mic and I rock it so tight, to tell the whole wide world, I’m going to stay in this fight!!!

Give Me the Mic and I’ll Rock the Stage,
Give me the Mic, I got something to stage
Give me the Mic and I’ll do my thing
JUST GIVE ME THE MIC, GIVE ME THE MIC

Burn Me Alive

Written By: Witness

(Intro Verse)
Spark with fire, light like a light, take, take me higher, Your Son burns brighter and brighter, I spit fire and flame, to touch hearts and brains, with the truth of the Gospel and all that it contains.

(Chorus X2)
Burn me alive and I still won’t die, can’t you see the fire in my eyes,
We don’t stop till were dead but that’s ok because we will live again.

(Verse 1)
Torched and set ablaze for this heavenly cause, ready to combust but not just for cheers and awe, Open your eyes we live in extreme times, we need despite measures and not compromise, Shinning like the Son, entering the darkest place, light from within, night is made day, I’ve been set ablaze, and you look amazed, but this is how’s it taste, far from a slave, free in the laws that govern my heart, never tormented or torn apart, but glued together now and forever, and it burns like fire.

Burn me, burn me, burn me Alive’
Burn me, burn me, burn me Alive’

(Verse 2)
Change in me reply, caterpillar to butterfly, permeate purified, illuminate, Lyrically assonate, not with verbate but more like glory and weight, to radiate, of eternal fate, no longer burning with, anger and hate, heading to a fiery lake, so ya best just shut it, ----- before I flood it, hear me so say, I’m an inferno, on these coals, you all couldn’t walk, like walking on the son, passion now the fuel, never shall this flame, go out, this ember burns and years, for all men to learn and turn, So Fire burn! Fire burn! Fire burn! – Into the depths of my soul and the Lord takes control…

Burn me, burn me, burn me Alive’
Burn me, burn me, burn me Alive’

Can't Steal My Joy

Written By: Witness

Your set back, became a set up, for a step up, without being provoked, you came to cut my throat and hang me by a rope, poison like oak, choke with smoke, noose this goose, and give me concrete shoes, send me downstream, you might as well, just give me the mark of the beast, put me in the sights of your scope, Pull ya trigger, and take away hope, so that I couldn’t cope, in one Nope! Made me the world’s biggest joke, a broke dude, who has no clue, that the one that he loved was only out to use.

Never make, ant good enough, is what you said? Is that cut throat, backstab or revenge? Or maybe sabotage, your words just a mirage, a barrage of espionage, that left me hallow like an empty garage, hard to swallow, but still I follow, like a sheep to the slaughter, I look to my Father, I know t not by strength or might, will I win this fight, I will not be moved, for my Rock, I must confess is bigger than the moon, and my victories unavoidable like the next day noon.

My Prayer

Written By: Witness

Lord I adore You, Lord I need more of You, I come before You just to implore You, I need Your presence, Your Power and Your love, come down and rain your showers from above. I can’t sleep at night, hold me so tight, that I never lost my mind. The time has come to rewind and erase the tape of the tragic past that left me in the wake of shadows that attack, but God you still hear, all my cries and the sound of my voice, echoing in the dark midnight. I sing like Paul and Silas locked up in jail of a living hell, this world nothing but a spell, and I am going to rebel. Leave it for all it’s worth, nothing but dirt, pain, hurt, decised as lies, to keep tied up and bound, but God you chose me and broke me out.

Forever now I sing praises to You, the only One that has seen me through, there’s nothing else I can do, for it’s all about You. Jesus the One that I love so much. Hear my prayer, see my tears, and clam my fears, I need You right now and I need You right here, so that I can be all that You called me to be cause without I am lost at sea.

Passion flows like fire in bones, probably because He’s my savior alone, I can’t help but speak and I can’t help but praise, I can’t help sing of Your love and Your amazing grace. I was a disgrace, disease with sin, damned from the crimes that I commit and about to split the pit wide open, splash into the flames, with no escape, and no nova cane, for the eternal pain, separation, for my violation. With no hesitation, till your Holy Ghost invasion, spoke and awoke me out of my sleep and now my soul You keep, like a shepherd but only so much better. Hear my love letter, I am such a debtor, You broke the shackles and the fetters, that kept my feet tied and bound to the ground, bound but God you chose me and you broke me out.

Forever now I sing praises to You, the only One that has seen me through, there’s nothing else I can do, for it’s all about You. Jesus the One that I love so much. Hear my prayer, see my tears, and clam my fears, I need You right now and I need You right here, so that I can be all that You called me to be cause without I am lost at sea.

As I plead, an intercess you hear my request, and relive my deepest distress, You’re the best, even through the toughest test and mess, you give me rest, while I’m bless, with certainty for eternity, tenaciously, learn and see, the King of majesty, overcoming adversity, anxiety, catastrophe, calamity, and misery, with no difficulty, turning water to wine, broken hearts to fine, with peace of mind, through you I find, the path, no more anger and wrath, I don’t feel like trash, bursed battered and bashed, left for dead, 3 shots to the head, but instead, love and embrace, the warmth of a fathers face with the sweetest taste, thanks to Your saving grace, for God you choose me and you me broke out.

America

Written By: Witness

America, you’ve been caught and brain washed, in a mud bath. I’ll tell you how I know that, in these last days, kids create raves, gays have parades, hypocrites continue to throw their masquerades, sex spreads like aids, guys just want laid, girls just want paid, our morals grow dim as they fade, murders don’t fit gloves, rappers promote clubs, terrorist conjure cells, hate always seems to prevail and love only on a cold day in hell, words always spoken and promises always broken, enemies seek revenge, people know nothing about their friends, stealing just borrowing until you forgot. Values get dazed and confused, people only good when used and abused. Justice is corrupted.

America you’re livin on the brink, you thinking that this ship won’t sink. Like the Titanic, I hope you feel this panic. An awake out our sleep the foundations got a leak. (2X)

Truth has fallen in the streets, lies becomes the messages we teach, love reduced to one night stands, pop-queens reveal, all that they have, artist sells more CD’s, the worst they act, celebrating reduced to, lets get trashed, movies make more money, the more blood it spills and the more sex it appeals, porn industry doing like 17 bill and the homeless can’t even get a meal, feel bad, try a Zan-x and x the pain or Paxil and forget your sane. Prostitution, instituted as an institution, while Bush criticized for his resolution, use of the 1st amendment deemed intrusive, discipline children now deemed abusive, the 10 commandments thrown out because it’s not in the constitution, the pledge of allegiance I now can’t speak, for fear that the truth might leak, euthanasia not just in Asia, divorce runs ramped, fraud lets stamp it, drug abuse on the rise, cries on every side, to descries the pain, success painted as fame, while God gets all the blame. America its time to wake up, its time to wake, its time to wake up.

Light threatens darkness, truth threatens lies, love threatens hatred, sight threatens the blind, hope threatens hostages, freedom threatens bondages, holiness threatens sin and God threatens man. (2X)

America are you asleep at the wheel? Your morals have been stolen like an automobile. Are you still numb, and still can’t feel? Then pinch your self and see if this is real. Trapped in a state of mental contemplate, asking yourself what is life? Not money, fame or treasure or pleaser, check the scripture, living in mortality for your lack of morality, ethically bankrupt, and corrupt, seeking the American dream and found yourself in a night scream with a broken family, what happen to integrity, and virtue, are they now worthless to you? The infrastructure is under destruction, through corruption, and political propaganda, producing pandemonium and contusions, through commotion and confusion, distracting us from disillusion, but we see your illusion, and moral intrusion, and we want restitution, to the initial foundation, one nation under God.

Discography

Released first CD "My Rock" 2008

Set List

1. Child of the King 2. Give Me the Mic 3. Rock for Him 4. America 5. My Prayer ... My sets range from 20min to 40min depending on what is needed.