why it's selling price so hight of this release? i can't understand for a 12" single and always lot of copies for sell.

I try to find the sample but sounds like a rare one, R.I.P Nujabes he's the man that feels the music ( Emotional side of music )

Thank you :)

The sample is from Choro Das Aguas by Ivan Lins off his album Somos Todos Iguais Nesta Noite. The sample can be heard at 1:51 here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D7UZcnGVi-U

Couldn't have been a better ending like this to the Luv series. RIP Nujabes, props to Shing02 too.. otherworldly lyrics!

Luv(sic) Grand Finale / Part 6written by Shing02I met a metaphorical girl in a metaphysical worldnow you got me day dreaming, sleeping in a curl her name on my tongue, a fresh flavor, yup whenever she popped up, put a swirl on my cone i used to rap like i had some marbles in my mouth but the stones turned precious when they all came out on a string of deep thought that could never be boughtbody rock don’t stop, be bop to hip hop cold as ice so I stared as it thawed to the floor,what was left a shoestring budget on call then these new styles came along some on to the next on some other hit, their own trip colors faded on airbrushed centerfolds, dated make you feel old and jaded the point was to make it and we made it butwe didn’t know how to keep itlike nice kicks. that wouldn’t fit only way was to box it up and duct tape it up store it underneath the bed and open it uponce in a blue moon, think about a cool endingto a story that ended too soon gotta bring back the feeling I’ll do anything not to be stuck on fiending a pen can be sharper than a scalpel to a patient to an open heart, it’s a daily operation after six come seven and eight access code to the pearly gates they say heaven can wait and you speak of fatea finale to a play for my mateI see the angels draw the drapesover the earthscape where the wine is the spirit of grapes gotta finish what we started, so I cut the tape as our records will stay on rotateyou say a circle is a flawless shapeevery part equi-distance from the centeron the arc without a start or a finisha line on a loop carries weighta freight train runs unabatedviews vanish from my point vantage,passages come in and outthe way I recall your antics (how I remember your antics)still alive ’cause I said ita life of its own unless we dead ittill they see our name in creditsa labor of love you mean slaverysurely, it’s been quite savorycrepe on the balcony, verbal alchemypure magic when she touches meI read that love is kind but it’s also blind of any styleyou profess, would you be my guest (you could be my guest)happiness is a hot potato that you can’t possess for longjust pass it on like asongand I might look calm and collected at a glance but I taste the void when I’m not connectedto the world kinetic, as opposed to staticidle hands a workshop of a digital addict (a modern-day addict)on a hot streak for inspiration is key to feedthe mind in need of stimulationelevator music to the space stationpenthouse of stars a-blazingafter six come seven and eightaccess code to the pearly gatesthey say heaven can waitand you speak of fatea finale to a play for my mateI see the angels draw the drapesover the earthscapewhere the wine is the spirit of grapesgotta finish what we started, so I cut this tapeas our records will stay on rotate*() remix lyric.