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Escuchar MARITO RIVERA; cumbia bandolera.. festival salvadorenisimo



Heifer whines could be human cries
Closer comes the screaming knife
This beautiful creature must die
This beautiful creature must die
A death for no reason
And death for no reason is MURDER

And the flesh you so fancifully fry
Is not succulent, tasty or kind
It's death for no reason
And death for no reason is MURDER

And the calf that you carve with a smile
And the turkey you festively slice
Do you know how animals die ?

Kitchen aromas aren't very homely
It's not "comforting", cheery or kind
It's sizzling blood and the unholy stench

It's not "natural", "normal" or kind
The flesh you so fancifully fry
The meat in your mouth
As you savour the flavour

Oh ... and who hears when animals cry ?

The Healing Festival (Tim Buckley)

Black tan brown and white
Repeat the order and we've tried
All the lovely little steps
That hope turn the eyes
And footsteps of you
Friend to lend for once
Behold that healing festival
Complete for an instant
The dance figure pure constellation

** You To The Track (Necro)

I wanna ** you to death
And from the womb to the tomb
Spray some perfume on your cocoon
Do shit, I'm on some maseuse shit
Lay on the table **, as I rub lube into your boob
Yer used to being prude, till I whip out the ice cubes
Like your smoking ice dubes, when I'm patting your muff
You will never say your ain't getting enough
I'm being pampered by two sluts with tits
That havent been tampered with, runnin my tounge rancid
All over ** your panties have been dampened
Start massaging my bone
I'm in thee erogenous zone
If you do me I'll promise you'll moan
Wake up to my healthy festival
Swallow my delectable testicles like vegetables
Your a hooker to feed your kids, you get no sorrow
Suck my dick like theres no tomorrow *haha*
Go girl, ease the tip
With your big Lisa Loeba lips as I lick your clit
You sound like a kitten purrin,*meow*
You want some milk I have to substitute it with my urine
I love, ** your tight pussy over my shin like a glove *like that*
Throw your head back as I ** you to this track
Blast izm, ** you to this rhythm
Honey we could get down with some Sado-Masochism

Throw your head back as I ** you to this track
Throw your head back as I ** you to the track
Throw your head back as I ** you to this track
Throw your head back as I ** you to the track

Your tits are mad dick?, I'm romantic
Show me your breasts and blow me to death
Your bra's colorful, plus your gullible
So I'll undo your bra strap with my mouth
As you smile I'm licking your back, frigging your snatch wild
I'm a mad child, your fragile, at the same time
So freaky and agile, you be doing some gymnastics
When you getting your**licked
Bending your body like your plastic
My next flick, you'll be tested
Give me the **y glances, private dances
Dirty questions and nasty answers
Pull up your skirt, pull aside your panties
Flash me the candy, before I start ** you cutie*yeah*
Let me suck on you beauty *ohh*
I'll take any saint
Necro's written all over your breast with body paint
I've got a little cock
Thats something big for all of them bimbos in Little Rock
Put your S on my face, your pussy's vivacious
I'm ** like three geishas, and my peter??
North Pole is ready to squirt a fantasia or lickstabation
Your firm tits, I wanna lick you quite to death
Un** your belly button and spread your legs right to left
Grab my organ and give me a treatment fit for a king
Lick my testicles I'll ** you like an extra-terrestrial
Cause I last forever, while the average human body
can't handle that much pleasure
A five minute treat with me will surpass 95 percent
Of all the times you were bent,
over recieving the cock rock like cement
Murder the pussy, its homicide, once you got my cock inside
I'll use my dick to smack up some dimes
Like I need equipment to back up my rhymes
If you timid, you'll learn to uninhibit
by stretching your tight pussy to the limit
Its my ** exhibit, with Debbie Whore give me a strip tease
Over** like its the late sixties, my memories belong in Ripley's
Believe it or Not, cause it'll slice up a beaver like a cleaver or mop?
Or a shot of scum in your twat of any diva thats hot
*Get undressed twat*

Throw your head back as I ** you to the track
Throw your head back as I ** you to the track
Throw your head back as I ** you to the track
Throw your head back slut

Last Call (Kanye West)

[Intro: Jay-Z (Kanye)]
Yo ** you, Kanye, first and foremost
For making me do this shit. Muh'**er
Had to throw everybody out the mother** room
'Cause they don't **..

(I'd like to propose a toast)
(I said toast mother**er)

[Chorus: Kanye]
And I am
And they ask me, they ask me, they ask me, I tell them
Raise your glasses, your glasses, your glasses to the sky
This is the last call for alcohol, for the..
So get your**up off the wall

[Verse 1]
The all around the world Digital Underground, Pac
The Rudloph the red nosed reindeer of the Roc
I take my chain, my 15 seconds of fame
And come back next year with the whole ** game
Ain't nobody expect Kanye to end up on top
They expected that College Dropout to drop and then flop
Then maybe he stop savin' all the good beats for himself
Rocafella's only niggaz that help
My money was thinner than Sean Paul's goatee hair
Now Jean Paul Gaultier cologne fill the air, here
They say he bourgie, he big-headed
Won't you please stop talking about how my dick head is
Flow infectious, give me 10 seconds
I'll have a buzz bigger than insects in Texas
It's funny how wasn't nobody interested
'Til the night I almost killed myself in Lexus


[Verse 2]
Now was Kanye the most overlooked? Yes sir
Now is Kanye the most overbooked? Yes sir
Though the fans want the feeling of A Tribe Called Quest
But all they got left is this guy called West
Better take Freeway, throw him on tracks with Mos Def
Call him Kwa-lI or Kwe-li, I put him on songs with Jay-Z
I'm the Gap like Banana Republic and Old Navy, and oooh
It come out sweeter than old Sadie
Nice as Bun-B when I met him at the Source awards
Girl he had with him -**coulda won the horse awards
And I was almost famous, now everybody loves Kanye
I'm almost Raymond'
Some say he arrogant. Can y'all blame him?
It was straight embarrassing how y'all played him
Last year shoppin my demo, I was tryin' to shine
Every mother**er told me that I couldn't rhyme
Now I could let these dream killers kill my self-esteem
Or use my arrogance as the steam to power my dreams
I use it as my gas, so they say that I'm gassed
But without it I'd be last, so I ought to laugh
So I don't listen to the suits behind the desk no more
You niggaz wear suits 'cause you can't dress no more
You can't say shit to Kanye West no more
I rocked 20,000 people, I was just on tour, nigga
I'm Kan, the Louis Vuitton Don
Bought my mom a purse, now she Louis Vuitton Mom
I ain't play the hand I was dealt, I changed my cards
I prayed to the skies and I changed my stars
I went to the malls and I balled too hard
'Oh my god, is that a black card?'
I turned around and replied, why yes but I prefer the term
African American Express
Brains, power, and muscle, like Dame, Puffy, and Russell
Your boy back on his hustle, you know what I've been up to
Killin y'all niggaz on that lyrical shit
Mayonnaise colored Benz, I push Miracle Whips

"... last call for alcohol, for my niggaz"

So this A&R over at Rocafella, named Hiphop
picked the Truth beat for Beanie. And I was in the session with him
I had my demo with me. You know, like I always do
I play the songs, he's like "Who that spittin?"
I'm like "It's me." He's like "Oh, well okay."
Uhh, he started talkin to me on the phone
going back and forth, just askin me to send him beats
And I'm thinking he's trying to get into managing producers
cause he had this other kid named Just Blaze he was messin with
And um, he was friends with my mentor, No ID
And No ID told him, "look man, you wanna mess with Kanye
you need to tell him that you like the way he rap"
[No ID:] "Yo, you wanna sign him, tell him you like how he rap"
I was all, I dunno if he was gassin' me or not
but he's like he wanna manage me as a rapper AND a producer
[Hiphop:] "I'll sign you as a producer and a rapper",
I'm like oh shit
I was messin with, uh, D-Dot also
People were like this, started talking about the Ghost production
But that's how I got in the game. If it wasn't for that, I wouldn't be here
So you know. After they picked that Truth beat
I was figuring I was gonna do some more work
But shit just went poppin off like that. I was stayin in Chicago
I had my own apartment. I be doin' like, just beats for local acts
just to try to keep the lights on, and then to go out and buy
get a Pelle Pelle off lay-away, get some Jordans or something
or get a TechnoMarine, that's what we wore back then
I made this one beat where I sped up this Hal Melville sample
I played it for Hip over the phone, he's like "oh, yo that shit is crazy
Jay might want it for this compilation album he doin, called The Dynasty."
And at that time, like the drums really weren't soundin' right to me
so I went and um, I was listening to Dre Chronic 2001 at that time
and really I just, like picked the drums off Xxplosive and put it like
with it sped up, sampled, and now it's kind of like my whole style
when it started, when he rapped on 'This Can't be Life.'
And that was like, really the first beat of that kind that was on the Dynasty album
I could say that was the, the resurgence of this whole sound
You know, I got to come in and track the beat, and at the time
I was still with my other management. I really wanted to roll with
Hiphop. 'Cause I, I just needed some fresh air, you know what I'm
sayin, 'cause I been there for a while, I appreciated what they did
for me, but, you know there's a time in every man's life where he
gotta make a change, try to move up to the next level. And that day I
came and I tracked the beat and I got to meet Jay-Z and he said, "oh
you a real soulful dude" [Jay-Z: "you a real soulful dude"]. And he
uh, played the song 'cause he already spit his verse by the time I got
to the studio, you know how he do it, one take. And he said
[Jay-Z:] "check this out, tell me what you think of this, right here"
"tell me what you think of this." And I heard it, and I was thinking
like, man, I really wanted more like of the simple type Jay-Z, I ain't
want like the, the more introspective, complicated rhy- or the, in my
personal opinion. So he asked me, "what you think of it?"
[Jay-Z:] "so what you thinkin?"
And I was like, "man that shit tite,"
you know what I'm sayin', man what I'ma tell him? I was on the train
man, you know. So after that I went back home. And man I'm, I'm just
in Chicago, I'm trying to do my thing. You know, I got groups. I got
acts I'm trying to get on, and like there wasn't nothin really like
poppin' off the way it should have been. One of my homeys that was one
of my artists, he got signed. But it was supposed to really go through
my production company, but he ended up going straight with the
company. So, like I'm just straight holdin' the phone, gettin' the bad
news that dude was tryin' to leave my company. And I got evicted at
the same time. So I went down and tracked the beats from him, I took
that money, came back, packed all my shit up in a U-Haul, maybe about
ten days before I had to actually get out. So I ain't have to deal
with the landlord 'cause he's a jerk. Me and my mother drove to
[Mother:] "Come on, let's just go"
Newark, New Jersey. I hadn't even seen my apartment.
I remember I pulled up
[Mother:] "Kanye, baby, we're here",
I unpacked all my shit. You know, we went to Ikea, I bought a
bed, I put the bed together myself. I loaded up all my equipment, and
the first beat I made was, uh, 'Heart of the City.'
And Beans was still working on his album at that time, so I came up
there to Baseline, it was Beans' birthday, matter of fact, and I
played like seven beats. And, you know I could see he's in the zone
he already had the beats that he wanted, I did nothing like already at
that time. But then Jay walked in. I remember he had a GuccI bucket
hat on. I remember it like, like it was yesterday. And Hiphop said
"yo play that one beat for him." And I played 'Heart of the City.' And
really I made 'Heart of the City,' I really wanted to give that beat to DMX.
[Hiphop:] "No I think Jay gon' like this one right here".
And I played another beat, and I played another beat. And I remember that
GuccI bucket, he took it and like put it over his face and made one of
them faces like 'OOOOOOOOOOH.' Two days later I'm in Baseline and I seen
Dame. Dame didn't know who I was and I was like "yo what's up I'm Kanye."
[Dame:] "Yo, you that kid, Kanye?"
"You that kid that gave all them beats to Jay?
Yo, this nigga got classics"
[Dame:] "Jay got classics, G."
You know I ain't talkin shit.
I'm like "oh shit." And all this time I'm starstruck, man. I'm
still thinking 'bout, you know I'm picturing these niggaz on the show
The Streets is Watching, I'm lookin, these were superstars in my
eyes. And they still are, you know. So, Jay came in and he spit all
these songs like in one day, and in two days... I gotta bring up one
thing, you know, come back to the story, the day I did the 'Can't be
Life' beat on track, I remember Lenny S, he had some Louis Vuitton
sneakers on, he think he fly. And Hiphop was there, I think Tata, John
Minnelli, a bunch of people. I didn't know all these people at the
time they was in the room, and I said, "yo Jay I could rap." And I
spit this rap that said, uh "I'm killin y'all niggaz on that lyrical
shit. Mayonnaise colored Benz, I push miracle whips." And I saw his
eyes light up when I said that line. But you know the West, the rap
was like real wack and shit, so that's all the response.
He said "man that was tite."
[Jay-Z:] "That, that was cool. That was hot."
That was it. You know, I ain't get no deal then, hehe.
Okay, fast forward.
So, Blueprint, H to the Izzo, my first hit single. And I just
took that proudly, built relationships with people. My relationship
with KwelI I think was one of the best ones to ever happen to my
career as a rapper. Because, you know, of course later he allowed me
to go on tour with him. Man, I appre-- I love him for that. And at
this time, you know I didn't have a deal, I had songs, and I had
relationships with all these A&R's, and they wanted beats from me, so
they'd call me up, I'd play them some beats. "Gimme a beat that sound
like Jay-Z." You know, they dick riders. Whatever. So I'll play them
these post-Blueprint beats or whatever and then I'll play my shit. I'll
be like, "yo but I rap too." Hey, I guess they was lookin' at me crazy
'cause you know, 'cause I ain't have a jersey on or whatever
Everybody out there listen here. I played them 'Jesus Walks' and they
didn't sign me. You know what happened, it was some A&R's that **ed
with me though, but then like the heads, it'd be somebody at the
company that'll say "naw." Like, Dave LottI **ed with me, my
nigga Mel brought me to a bunch of labels. Jessica Rivera, man
[Jessica:] "Man, you niggaz is stupid if y'all don't sign Kanye, for real."
I'm not gonna say nothin to mess my promotion up
"Y'all niggaz is stupid". Let's just say I didn't get my deal.
The nigga that was behind me, I mean,
he wasn't even a nigga, you know?
The person who actually kicked everything off was Joe 3H from Capitol
Records. He wanted to sign me really bad.
[Joe:] "We gonna change the game, buddy."
Dame was like, "yo you got a deal with Capitol,
okay man, just make sure it's not wack."
[Dame:] "you gotta make sure it's not wack."
Then one day I just went ahead and played it, I wanted to
play some songs, 'cause you know Cam was in the room, Young Guru, and
Dame was in the room. So I played... actually it's a song that you'll
never hear, but maybe I might use it. So, it's called 'Wow.'
"I go to Jacob with 25 thou, you go with 25 hundred, wow
I got eleven plaques on my walls right now
You got your first gold single, damn, nigga, wow."
Like the chorus went. Don't bite that chorus, I might still use it. So
I play that song for him, and he's like "oh shit"
[Dame:] "Oh shit it's not even wack."
"I ain't gonna front, it's kinda hot."
[Dame:] "it's actually kinda hot."
Like they still weren't looking at me
like a rapper. And I'm sure Dame figured, 'like man. If he do a whole
album, if his raps is wack at least we can throw Cam on every song and
save the album, you know. So uh Dame took me into the office, and he's
like "yo man, we, we on a brick, we on a brick"
[Dame:] "you don't wanna catch a brick"
You gotta be under an umbrella, you'll get rained on.
I told Hiphop and Hiphop was all, "oh, word?" Actually, even with
that I was still about to take the deal with Capitol 'cause it was
already on the table and 'cause of my relationship with 3H. That, you
know, 'cause I told him I was gonna do it, and I'm a man of my word, I
was gonna roll with what I said I was gonna do. Then, you know, I'm
not gonna name no names, but people told me, "oh he's just a producer
rapper" and told 3H that told the heads of the Capitol, and right--
the day I'm talking about, I planned out everything I was gonna do
man, I had picked out clothes, I already started booking studio
sessions, I started arranging my album, thinking of marketing schemes
man I was ready to go. And they had Mel call me, they said
"yo... Capitol pulled on the deal"
[Mel:] "Yo, Capitol pulled out on the deal."
And, you know I told them that Rocafella was interested
and I don't know if they thought that was just something I was saying
to gas them up to try to push the price up or whatever. I went up... I
called G, I said, "man, you think we could still get that deal with Rocafella?"

Cumbia Triste (Weather Girls)

Donde estes escucha
mi trizte cancion es para ti
era un domingo de baile
que muy contenta llegaste
cantando y bailando cumbia
diosito quizo llevarte
porque le faltaba un angel
y ati te habia senalado
queria mirarte bailando
y cantaras a su lado
y es por eso que te estoy cantando ati
esta cumbia trizte
porque cuando ahora canto sin tu voz
mi cancion es trizte
y es por eso que te estoy cantando a ti
esta cumbia triste
no nos vamos a olvidar cantaba yo
cuando tu te fuiste
saves tu recuerdo
lo llevo siempre conmigo
ahora que estas en el cielo
quiero que cantes conmigo
como lo hasias aqui abajo mi nina
cuanto te quiero
y es por eso que te estoy cantando ati
esta cumbia triste
porque cuando ahora canto sin tu vaz
mi cancion es trizte
y es por eso que te estoy cantando ati
esta cumbia trizte
no nos vamos a olvidar cantaba yo
cuando tu te fuiste

Smells Like Funk (Black Eyed Peas)

Yeah, that's Funky (Funky)
Yeah, that's Funky (Funky)
Yeah, that's Funky (Funky)

If it smells like Funk it must be us
The Funk Funk full foul stinky it's stanky stuff
If it smells like Funk it must be us
The Funk Funk full foul stinky it's stanky stuff
If it smells like Funk it must be us
The Funk Funk full foul stinky it's stanky stuff
If it smells like Funk it must be us
Cause nobody's Funky as us, Cause we keep it Stinky (Stinky)
We keep it Stinky, (Stinky)
We keep it Stinky, (Stinky)
We keep it Stinky, (Stinky)
Stinky, Stinky, Stinky,

The Funk phenomenon, we Funk you on n' on
There's no need to hold your nose,
Cause this pong sing like a rouge

Big booty Funk, Toe jam Funk,
Underarm Funk, like you headlocking a Skunk'
Reaking like diseased athleates feet,
The stench didn't come till after this beat
Smellin' like droors no weezin no pause
Put your hand up on the speakers get smelly**paws
You know we was coming before we entered the door
Cause you could smell the rhyme when we was walking down the hall
We bring the Funk worse then a wet dog
Stinkin' like fat ladies shittin' out Logs
We drop enough shit and keep them toilets clogged
Keep the people jumpin' like them Bullfrogs
The first one who smelt it ain't the one who delt it
Black Eyed Peas keep the scent blind like delta
Funky like onions you fryin'(Sure is Funky) girl you ain't lyin'


Yo' you Funkin' with the Funk family
The non fabricated factual faculty'
We formulatin' up in a factory
Focusin' on the energid' of fluid flow free'
We flawless, everything is for free
We florish and we flaunt our flavour freshly, huh'
Can you believe we flip the frequency's and
Freak MCs they leave all franticaly but'
Our intent is ought to be friendly but'
They fightin' when we start the freestylin' frenzy
I conk up ya' flat till your girlfriend beef
Fillin all anatomy, bringin' me flatery, huh'
She'll be diggin these rhymes that ease beats
Like celulite lyrics so flabby
We bring the funk to your festivities
If you think something stank then it must be the peas!

If it smells like Funk it must be us
The Funk Funk full foul stinky it's stanky stuff
If it smells like Funk it must be us
The Funk Funk full foul stinky it's stanky stuff
If it smells like Funk it must be us
The Funk Funk full foul stinky it's stanky stuff
If it smells like Funk it must be us
Cause nobody's Funky as us, cause we keep it Stinky
(Funky, Funky, Funky, Funky)

Celulite overweight stankin' MCs
Stench smells so strong it's insanitary
Cause you can sense me a mile away so Chanky
With the jungle Funk sound from Serengeti
Meaty, Fat, Nasty like miss Fat booty's tights
Gettin' dirty like mudfights and dirtbikes
Turning these droors black they used to be white
And we shitin' on these tracks that you gonna' need to wipe
The odour's so contagious that it shows up in your dream
Man you could pick me out like food in between
Your two front teeth cause you be lackin' the streets
We got beefy**beats that we bumpin' in the streets
We so nice n' sweet like steak box n' feet
Sour underarm Funk you ain't washed in a week
And man we be reekin' every day or weekend
We could all bounce to the Funk and the season

haha haha
Yeah that's Funky', Yeah that's Funky'

Every smell is of a porker
then you know it got to be nobody other than Apl, Will n' Taboo
Cause if you know that if it smells like Funk then it must be us
If you smellin' Fat Funk then it must be us
If you smellin' something Funky
then you know it got to be nobody other than Apl, Will n' Taboo
Cause you know that if it smells like Funk than it must be us
If you smellin' elephants than it must be us
If you smellin' somethin Funky
then you know it got to be nobody other than Apl, Will n' Taboo
Cause you know that if it smells like Funk then it must be us
If you smellin' elephant shit then it must be us [FADE]

Marijuana In Your Brain (Lords Of Acid)

Marihuana inna your brain
Takes more time to ejaculate
Roll up a spliff and drowse away the day
With marihuana inna your brain

I'm knocking on your door
But you can't move no more
You're stoned (so stoned)
You old hippie in the final sky
Fluffy clouds are passing by
So stoned (so stoned)
Strange weeds a flutter in your mind
Worn out jeans are showing your behind
Spake cake with a bit of whipped cream
Herbal tea and patchouli

Marihuana inna your brain.......

Franky boy lie in the grass with me
Moon over Woodstock underneath the tree
Just blow (just blow)
Shockheaded yogi meditate all day
Flowerchild chase the war away
Just blow (just blow)
Revolution make your mind flow free
Peace and freedom and a love community
Psychadelic posters on your wall
Jimmy, Janice, yes you knew them all

Marijuana inna your brain........

One lazy summer at a festival
In open air, not in a concerthall
No way (no way)
A spacy mushroom landed in your mouth
You couldn't tell the north from the south
No way (no way)
A Hare Krishna member stole your car
Right after you made love under a star
A junkie robbed you with a silver spoon
The golden sixties was a time of doom

Marijuana inna your brain.......

A Song About A Friend (Atmosphere)

Slug: "I didn't say nothin'."
Girl: "What?"
Slug: "I didn't say nothin'.'"
Girl: "Yes you did."
Slug: "No I didn't."
Girl: "No you didn't say anything, you just looked at me funny
like I'm some sort of ** freak."
Slug: "I didn't look at you."
Girl: "Yeah, you looked at me."
Slug: "No."
Girl: "Yeah, you ** did."
Slug: "What do you mean freak?"

Who's this one about? Who's this one about?...

These headphones keep me from rememberin' (rememberin')
Also guilty of letting me not forget (also guilty)
What type of harvest will September bring? (beckoning)
Everyone to put him to that test (Somebody please kill me)
I've got a sickness, it feels like love
It's not contagious, take off the gloves
Drop your defenses, apply a coat of perfect
I'll form the sentences you try to interpret
It'd all be so simple if I was rich (But I'm not)
But I'm not so I compensate with thought (I got a lot)
I got a lot of nothin' that you need to know (Ay yo)
You would think he wasn't aware of the glow (Where'd you go?)
Swimmin' in a bottle of imposters
Losin' my ground in the name of takin' it farther
We can thumb wrestle or we can make a daughter
I thought it was supposed to get easier when you worked harder
Stole the city, I still feel helpless
Baited the hook and caught me a shellfish (?selfish?)
I'm gonna gut it, clean it, cook it, feed it to a she(?)
And see if I can get her to need me

[Chorus x2]
And now I'm standin' at the bottom of the steps
And if I tilt my head a little I can look up her dress
And I'm willin' to bet that she'd move if she knew
So I'ma tap her on the shoulder, I'ma give her a clue

All it takes is a stroll down the street
A pro and he greets and he sold the life to me
Showed you the meaning of the artery he keeps on the end of his sleeve
As he pretends he can breathe
Lend me a piece of your superiority
I feel alone on this mission, I'm wishin' there was more of me
A pair of me, apparently I'm a parasite caught inside a paradox
A paradise, a parody, the hair police have got what you need
For you to get over me and move on with Godspeed
I'd let it all go and break eggs for a livin'
If I wasn't so conditioned to just take what I'm given
Get it, got it, catch it, caught it, and lost it
Yet I can't stop it, it's embedded in my optics
Plus the frustration is a product of the gossip
If you can't walk away can you at least change the topic?
Overextended the amount of time allotted
Broke the engine, I don't know, cracked the block
Now I'm standin' at this gravel roadside festival
And I ain't tryin' to move cause this view is incredible

[Chorus x2]
Standin' at the bottom of the steps
And if I tilt my head a little I can look up her dress
And I'm willin' to bet that she'd move if she knew
So I'ma tap her on the shoulder, I'ma give her a clue

Fall in love with all of she (Fall in love with all of she)
Hasn't stopped callin' me (Hasn't stopped callin' me)
Message in a bottle (There's a message in a bottle)
And I stepped inside a pothole (I stepped inside a pothole)
Somehow forgot my name (Somehow forgot my name)
Blew out the flame (She blew out the flame)
A means to an end (A means to an end)
Can't even be friends, it's a song about a friend
She's still in my dreams (She steals all my dreams)
Angel spread your wings (Angel spread your wings)
Tryin' to comprehend (I'm still tryin' to comprehend)
Can't even be friends, it's a song about a friend

[Slug talking]
All together...(Crowd: WHOOO!)
Smile while you do that shit, you know what I'm saying?
Cause like some of ya'll, if you ain't smilin' you're ugly I swear to God
Alright, some neat ones (?Shaniquas?)
Alright, on the count of three. 1. 2.

Deck The Halls With Parts Of Charlie (The Crypt Keeper)

Deck the halls with parts of Charlie
Fa la la la la la la la la
Make the Yule time gross and gnarly
Fa la la la la la la la la
Stockings stuffed with ears and fingers
Fa la la la la la la la la
Chopped from all those caroling singers
Fa la la la la la la la la

D**the hearth with chunks of Barnie
Fa la la la la la la la la
Bits of Bruce and hunks of Arnie
Fa la la la la la la la la
Hang the crypt with spleens and kidneys
Fa la la la la la la la la
Use Ramone's and then use Sidney's
Fa la la la la la la la la

Raise the tree and bring the ladder
Fa la la la la la la la la
Top it off with Gills gall bladder
Fa la la la la la la la la
Grinning skulls in festive poses
Fa la la la la la la la la
Strings of toes and nipped off noses
Fa la la la la la la la la

Who needs mistletoe and holly?
Fa la la la la la la la la
When we can just dismember Wally
Fa la la la la la la la la
Have the whole place decorated
Fa la la la la la la la la
With the parts we've amputated
Fa la la la la la la la la
(Maniacal laughter)

De Premiere (Brainpower)

Hooggeacht publiek; Zijn rijmkunst brengt velen in rep en roer hierbij de première van het nieuwe werk van de vaak besproken, immer creatieve…. Brainpower
Al zoek je mager beste mensen yo je vindt me vet
Preview van de nieuwe shit mixtape of op internet
Door Merg & Brain de vetste shit kom op nou het begint pas net
Ik ben je voor ik dis m`n eigen oude shit en flip weer next
De volgende dit is de text hij siddert echt je mist me net
Ben zo vlug dit is al weer passé voor `t is in gerapt
Niemand die dwarser lag ik dig weer iets wat vast niet mag
Met teksten duur ik schrijf m`n eigen rijms van de belasting af
Licht nu zonder overdrijven eigenhandig uw muzikale diversiteit toe
Mijn systeem `t is zo ongekend `t fokt nog met je speakers
Haalt `t hoog uit je woofer en `t laag uit je tweeter
Mensen claimen zien te zijn maar yo ik ben muzieker
Muzikale duizendpoot daarom koop ik zoveel sneakers
Spuug kapot op rap, metal in vette clubs op festivals
Hiphop reggae jazz acapella tekstenwaterval
Zoveel dat `t m`n hoofd gewoon stoort
Krijg je het heen en weer als m`n nog niet geschreven boek in palindroom
Om maar te zwijgen van de reacties van vele ontwetenden die op ridicule wijze hun beklag deden
Net als Joop Zeiker hoor ik een heleboel geklep
Onwetende zielen met `n hele grote bek
Toetsenbordlosers denken: "ik ben de echte rap!"
Wurg je met die internetverbinding om je nek
Dat is hiphop die glasvezelkabel om je dikke strot
Je shit is not fok je big yo wat naait dat wicht verrot
Kick op `t geluid van jou verstikte strot hij is kapot
En of ik shine? Ik moet wel ik drop lyrics met een licht erop
Neem een greep uit uw werk en combineer de titel tot een nieuwe vertelling
Luister dan naar de première van Breinstein
Daarisieweer met jou die doodoodope gab
Voel de vibe vol overgave met ballades overal
Die vierde kaart tijdloos keer x keer de wereld om
Dansplaat de volgende straat in en deze kerel komt
Aan Z, hoe het echt zit, alleenzaam is een blessing
Iedereen is baantie zonder jinx met faders in een sessie
Breek de tent af, chill met wafels daar komt de break al bijna aan
Schreeuw `t uit zo ill in mij en Cathy? Je moest waarschijnlijk gaan
Let op het frivole element van het muzikale spel en experimenteer nu eens met de ritmische mogelijkheden.
Ik volg de ritmes en schommel met de beats mee
Verzorg m`n skill dus en rommel er niet mee
Hokjes fok ze ik rochel op die geest
Je volgt de massa en mompelt met niets mee
`n zuivere mc zoeken valt niet mee
In huiden gevangen van dat ja en die nee
Tot huiverend doordringt van papier en trofee
Je luistert en zingt dan vervolgend dit lied mee
Niets is makkelijker dan beweren dat de andere veranderd is: wat betekent dit voor u?
Dit is verre van gelul op drums of gefallus op beats
Geen gebral of iets in dit geval is `t alles of niets
Fok sterallures gast ik doe nog alles op de fiets
Wandel door de stad en chill als een malle met peeps
Maar van binnenuit hoor ik een hoog geluid van spuit op podia
Je flows eruit en dan stijg ik overal weer bovenuit
Ondanks da`k me ongelooflijk uit zoals je zelden tegenkomt
Blijf ik gewoon Brain gezond met beide benen op de grond
En dan nu het punt waar alles om draait, uw scheppend wezen:
Wat speelt zich daar af?
Heb je ooit een lidwoord gehoord dat dik gestoord blijft tikken
Op m`n linkeroor omdat `ie weer `t beginnen van een zin hoort
M`n drang is groter dan mezelf `t wil dus weg en scheurt eruit
Lig backstage als ik rap met `n vet kapokgescheurde buik
Wilde weggaan van de wreedste blijven iets claimde je kan beter blijven
Denk je dat je `t door hebt draai ik om hoe het om `t even is
Ik klop steeds minder als een wond die wreed genezend is
Geweldig, geweldig rest mij slechts te vragen:
Wilt u hier zelf nog iets aan toevoegen??
...ah, stop maar begin de plaat


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