Nine Seven Pta - STILL OUTSIDE!

〈Verse 1〉
Huh, yeah, ay, look
Look
This a generation of our persuasion
It’s all mundane to appearance, the sitting round, the Flagrant
That numb your mind in a box to flip you to novacane it
That fix you thought you could get in a room based out in Canaan
Your cloud was pink and your thoughts were sinking
A dream you’re chasing
You put one down and abuse the other, the freedom basing
Records dusted, your head was bundled, no dig in crate-ing
Artist in room just discussing your history with kratom
So bitch I’m back in this homegrown
I’m in the dark zone
Back in room, snap a photo
Like how we going pro
We back up, we on pronto
I’m in that car, ghost
Took a break cuz I copped co
So put you on hold
Came a way but my thought is racing, like what a plight is
Did all this work but I gotta go, cuz I’m invited
I need spark just to hold me over, I need igniting
Takes a month inside to show you what outsidе is

〈Chorus〉
Still outside
I’ve been on my still outside shit
In my mind
I been on that do or diе tip
Realizing
Bro can go and crucify this if you’d like
Locked inside a broken down home
Go outside
I’m still alive
Still outside
I’m still alive, baby, in your life
I’m still outside (like we never left)
I’m still out
〈Verse 2〉
Back in this bitch and like truthfully? I’ve been going in
Like what the hell is going on
Ain’t shit changed in Ossining
Same ole “what’s the move?” in text so make my way to Manhattan
Two A.M. I’m in a room, it’s seven dudes, not one bad bitch
Scared ‘em off, that’s how it goes
Why we playing Benito
Bro reciting every line, reciting meaning slitting coke
Made our way to Joyous Face, to get in, spent a couple O’s
Brodie dipped to smash the chick I used to smash, it’s kinda jokes
Four A.M. I realize it’s a reason that I left my home
Looking back on texts I sent before I left, I’m so alone
Questioning my path, it’s inspiration, I’m back in the ‘drome
Refuse it in any time, but the problem is I’m not saying no
Checking my surroundings, but my mind is where I frequent roam
Looking up, it’s dots inside the sky, God is speaking code
Threw me in the soil but he said that I refuse to grow
Still outside, back inside the hive, now my mind on go

〈Chorus〉
Still outside
I’ve been on my still outside shit
In my mind
I been on that do or die tip
Realizing
Bro can go and crucify this if you’d like
Locked inside a broken down home
Go outside
I’m still alive
Still outside
I’m still alive, baby, in your life
I’m still outside
I’m still out
This is my two week notice
May 9th I’m outta here
〈Outro〉
Still outside
Still outside, uh
Uh, ay
Still outside
Stop playing with him, big stop playing with me
Stop playing with me, bitch stop playing
Damn

Blending the nuances of contemporary hip hop and popular music with sprinkles of indie influence, introspection, psychedelia, contemplation, and catharsis, Nine Seven Pta is the solo effort of Westchester, New York native of Justin Ciuzio, rapper, singer / songwriter and producer.

The alias “Nine Seven Pta” alludes to director Paul Thomas Anderson, a filmmaker Justin has looked up to since he first found his film “Boogie Nights”. Distracting himself from an immense state of depression feeling like there was no reason for his existence, he watched intricately at the utilization of style, cinematography, soundtrack, editing, and everything. The film made him realize that life would be worth living granted he was able to craft his vision, much alike Paul Thomas Anderson did in 1997. Justin claims that if his alias didn’t allude to such a monumental moment in his life, that none of this would feel right.

Nine Seven Pta is the accumulation of the sounds Justin grew up with, and how he channels them into a distinct sound that he hopes comes off as “one of a kind”. The sound of Nine Seven Pta is eclectic, yet cohesive. Whether he brings the listener through an omniscient self analysis of his state of being (channeling major influences such as Kid Cudi, Kanye West, and Frank Ocean while doing so), compares the notion of unrequited love to a flower no longer able to see the sun deterring it’s ability to blossom in melodies reminiscent of contemporary indie rock, or boasts wordplay and similes over soul samples, each track signifies that you have just entered into the mind of Justin.

The music of Nine Seven Pta conveys a sort of intimacy between the listener and the songwriter; with each song you listen to, you become more and more familiar with the person he is. And hopefully within those moments, you find yourself locked into Nine Seven Pta’s world.