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Letras

Eye On The Gold Chain (Ugly Duckling)

They got the eye on the gold chain
They got the eye on the gold chain

[Verse One]
When Young Einstein was a kid in the mid
80's he saw how the b-boys lived
They wore the fat gold to rock the rap song
Einstein's takin off, now he's puttin it on
There's not a pair of eyewear that can stop the glare
Of the Duke, overexposed in photo shoots
He salutes the days of old with chains of gold
He looked around then found that the chain was sold
Over to the airport he sets off metal detectors
Inspectors, pull 'em to the side and give 'em lectures
Going through his luggage, heh, they're tryin to test him
Threaten to arrest him, askin lots of questions
Like, "why do you have a box of tissue"
"To remove" "What?" "All the oily finger residue"
So look but don't touch, and let my chain shine
Yo, put it on Einstein

[CHORUS]
They got the eye on the gold chain, that's right
They got the eye on the gold chain, that's right
<scratching throughout>
All right now here we go
Young Einstein
Check it out
My big gold rope
Always rock a jam every time I perform
Young Einstein
Check it out
Fat gold chain
Always rock a jam every time I perform
Einstein got a dookie gold rope

[Verse Two]
From Panama to Canada, Einstein's the man of the year
Get the trash outta here like a janitor
Chain so heavy when he step in the place
You could tap him on the shoulder and he fall on his face
Dropped the single fresh mode, you thought we would fold
Thirty days later, Einstein had gold
So what you sayin? My man scans the collectibles
For the LP chock full of delectables
For the MP he could reshape the lead break
Cut it in half, changin the speed rate
Or make it self-arranged when it's on the turntable
He wore the dookie when we met Queen Elizabeth
Asked her was she jealous, she said "A little bit"
I guess a crown jewel never compares
To the rope that the Einstein wears
They got the eye on the gold chain
They got the eye on the gold chain

[CHORUS] - repeat
{*adlibs and shoutouts 'til fade to end*}

Tropical London (Rancid)

If you lose me, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.
If you lose me, girl, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.

When you were sick, girl, I held your hand,
When you were troubled I tried to understand,
Staying with you I did anything I can,
Cause losing you was not part of the plan.

Melbourne is a tropical London,
I met a girl in a tropical London,
Abandoned in a tropical London, Oh no, oh no,

If you lose me, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.
If you lose me, girl, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.

A souvenir reminds me of you,
Every day I catch a glimpse of us too,
I'm the one going through the rescue,
That's why I'm confused you withdrew.

Melbourne is a tropical London
I met a girl in a tropical London
Abandoned in a tropical London
Oh no, oh no,
If you lose me, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.
If you lose me, girl, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.

Medication, met you in
Authication, it's a
Hazardness, valley of deception,
Walk alone,
But it was not my intention,
Not my invention,
And now my heart's been ripped wide open!

Melbourne is a tropical London
I met a girl in a tropical London
Abandoned in a tropical London
Oh no, oh no,
If you lose me, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.
If you lose me, girl, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.
That's one thing I know for sure.

The Girls Gone Wild (Travis Tritt)

Callin' all girlfriends, spring break weekend, meetin' at the texaco.
Wine cooler's six packs, cigerattes and tic-tac's, fill it up and hit the road.
Passin' around the cosmo, wearin out the cell phone, make it to the beach by ten.
Flip flops and lip gloss, bikini tops and cut off's, baby let the game's begin.

[CHOURS]
Girls gone wild, reality TV style, just a miles and miles of those girls gone wild.
Breakin hearts, usin' daddy's credit card, momma holler's stop that child,
Don't you know the girls gone wild.

They're lookin real pretty down in Panama City,
They're dancin down in New Orleans,
Cancun, Cozumel, gettin down n raisin hell,
Livin every bad boy's dream,
Viva Las Vegas, gettin outrageous,
Crusin down the L.A. strip,
They're loaded in a limo hangin out the window,
Let's wind it up, and let it rip!.

[CHOURS]

Girls girls girls gone wild. (girls girls girls gone wild.)
Girls girls girls gone wild.

Sally sue and tamera, smilin' for the camera.
Dolla meta docter from LSU.
Ally ann and amy wen't a little crazy. ridin' home sittin' on a new tattoo.

[CHOURS]

Girls girls girls gone wild. (girls girls girls gone wild.)
Girls girls girls gone wild.

Ice Water (Raekwon The Chef)




featuring Ghostface Killer Cappachino

Intro: Ghostface Killer

Tommy Hil' rockin ice niggaz
Tommy Hil' ice rockin niggaz who **...
Mira afrente
Take a one on one to this shit y'all (yeah)
Get your nostrils clear (yeah)
Come on sniff your brains out
All my Al Capone Al Pacino niggaz (yeah)
Who's down with drug smuggling
Cappadonna Golden Arms

Verse One: Ghostface Killer

Yo, yo
Take out the rap kingpin, the black Jesus
I know a few niggaz sniff coke, it cause seizures
Peace to half-moon Caesars
and all the bitches in the bleachers
Hot weather, ** on the beaches
Jury shopping out of the country
Deluxe luxury, people saying dem not change
Look, truckle me
But what about the Wonder Woman bracelet
Two-oh point three diamond cut engraved rubies
Kid I laced it
My sweet tooth gotta nigga throbbin, ready for robbin
But first hit Maria's, for a butter almond
The bionic microphone is stacked mechanic
Move like a bunch of Mexicans with bandanas
Son, it's on so we can just Maximillion
I got the spot sewn, so we can make a billion
The God's tropical
Ladies call me black fruit punch
Rainbow, flavored niggas murder niggas for lunch
Peace to the Paris crew in the avenue, and my nigga Jay Love
Who carries switch blades on the red roof

Verse Two: Cappadonna

Yo, the first branch, the third leaf, whoever want it got beef
I politic, show love, crush those who dare creep
Into my realm of sunshine I praise divine
Fine line between dawn of dumb, deaf and blind
He ain't mine, he shook like the faggots on daytime
Crossed over grain while we was bubblin moonshine
Sippin on the Moet, laid up, Rae-Gambino
Mastermind the plan, Tony Starks, Cappachino
Develop while your head be swellin up all for the nation
Blinded by the ice while I release the confrontation
Donna holy fat bads of weed, ravioli
Pasta, Bodyguard the killa bee songs like Kevin Costner
Infrared all inside your bumba rasta
Cappadonna pimped the derby like the mobster

Interlude: Ghostface

Yeah, yeah
Eight spaghetti lame brain**niggaz
Quarters, nickels, and dimes bitch
Except for overtime nigga
Any**money should be fine
Cause I'm coming strong, reaking niggas backs
Keepin shit real
If you haven't noticed this crazy**rusty,**nigga
Let me tell you this four times
Tony Starks, Raekwon the chef
Cappachino and Golden Arms
Is comin through mad strong
From the isles of Shaolin
For all them faggot**
Rusty ticket-head bitches too
Shump shump baby

Verse Three: Raekwon the Chef

Yo back in the days, baggin crack, scrapin plates
Flippin cakes to them heavy head niggaz hatin Jakes
It be us, all the war's soldiers, hangin in halls gettin over
City niggaz who for blood money rockin Rovers
Stay dipped, don't have no money in your pocket
In the streets while these people mark money in their Jeep
Crack bums watch your back for jumps
Caught before a fake twenty dollar bill
Get em son, we ain't the one
Politickin, purse vickin, sick of these Dominicans
Eatin good, had to shoot my way up out of Bennigans
That's life, to top it all off, beef for white
pullin bleach out tryin to throw it in my eyesight
Yo what the ** was on yo mind?

Sara (Bob Dylan)

I laid on a dune, I looked at the sky,
When the children were babies and played on the beach.
You came up behind me, I saw you go by,
You were always so close and still within reach.

Sara, Sara,
Whatever made you want to change your mind?
Sara, Sara,
So easy to look at, so hard to define.

I can still see them playin' with their pails in the sand,
They run to the water their buckets to fill.
I can still see the shells fallin' out of their hands
As they follow each other back up the hill.

Sara, Sara,
Sweet virgin angel, sweet love of my life,
Sara, Sara,
Radiant jewel, mystical wife.

Sleepin' in the woods by a fire in the night,
Drinkin' white rum in a Portugal bar,
Them playin' leapfrog and hearin' about Snow White,
You in the marketplace in Savanna-la-Mar.

Sara, Sara,
It's all so clear, I could never forget,
Sara, Sara,
Lovin' you is the one thing I'll never regret.

I can still hear the sounds of those Methodist bells,
I'd taken the cure and had just gotten through,
Stayin' up for days in the Chelsea Hotel,
Writin' "Sad-Eyed Lady of the Lowlands" for you.

Sara, Sara,
Wherever we travel we're never apart.
Sara, oh Sara,
Beautiful lady, so dear to my heart.

How did I meet you? I don't know.
A messenger sent me in a tropical storm.
You were there in the winter, moonlight on the snow
And on Lily Pond Lane when the weather was warm.

Sara, oh Sara,
Scorpio Sphinx in a calico dress,
Sara, Sara,
You must forgive me my unworthiness.

Now the beach is deserted except for some kelp
And a piece of an old ship that lies on the shore.
You always responded when I needed your help,
You gimme a map and a key to your door.

Sara, oh Sara,
Glamorous nymph with an arrow and bow,
Sara, oh Sara,
Don't ever leave me, don't ever go.

Calypso Joe (Vaughn Monroe)

AN UNUSUAL ORCHESTRA BACK UP ARRANGEMENT. WHEN MR. MONROE SINGS THE TEMPO IS A LATIN BEAT. IN BETWEEN THE ORCHESTRA JAZZES IT UP.

THE BACH'LOR PO**TION OF TRINIDAD,
SAY THE SITUATION IS VERY BAD.
SOMETHING IS HAPPENING TO MAKE THE GIRLS SWOON,
EVERYTIME THEY HEAR THIS TUNE.

COME WITH ME MY HONEY,
THERE'S A FULL MOON AGLOW.
COME WITH ME MY HONEY
COME, WITH CALYPSO JOE.
A PRETTY BUNNY,
I WILL LOVE YOU SO.
COME WITH ME, MY HONEY,
MY HONEY BUNNY.
THAT'S THE SONG OF CALYPSO JOE.

ORCHESTRA SWINGS WITH A TRUMPET SOLO.

BACH'LOR PO**TION CAN'T UNDERSTAND,
WHY HE SHOULD BE SO MUCH A PO**R MAN.
WHEN HE SINGS, COME WITH ME HONEY,
IT SOUNDS WRONG
IT S THE SINGER, NOT THE SONG.
COME WITH ME MY HONEY
THERE'S A MOON ALL AGLOW.
COME WITH ME MY HONEY,
COME, WITH CALYPSO JOE.
MY PRETTY BUNNY,
I WILL LOVE YOU SO.
COME WITH ME MY HONEY,
MY HONEY BUNNY.
THAT'S THE SONG OF CALYPSO JOE.

ORCHESTRA SWINGS WITH A SAX SOLO RIFF
THEN BACK TO A TROPICAL TEMPO BEAT.

THE PO**TION OF THE MEN,
THEY ALL SAY,
WE MUST DO SOMETHING ABOUT THIS TODAY.
WE FIND THE GIRLS HAVE BELIEVED
THIS BACH'LOR,
THAT HE'LL ONLY SING TO HER.

COME AND BE MY HONEY,
THERE'S A MOON ALL AGLOW.
COME WITH ME, MY HONEY,
COME WITH CALYPSO JOE.
A PRETTY BUNNY,
I WILL LOVE YOU SO.
COME WITH ME MY HONEY
MY HONEY BUNNY,
THAT'S THE SONG,
OF CALYPSO JOE.

ORCHESTRA SWINGS SOME.THEN BACK TO A
LATIN BEAT AS MR MONROE FINISHES WITH;

CALYPSO, CALYPSO JOE.

Thugs About (Trick Daddy)

[Intro: Cool & Dre]
Good god, a ha ha
Yo Trick I think we done did it again man ([echo:] of course, of course)
Miami's finest, T Double D (haha haha)
Y'all know who we be

[Chorus: Cool & Dre]
I wanna be your homie, your homie, love, and friend
I wanna be your boy that you holla at night on the weekends (ooh baby)
I wanna be the 'G' that your girlfriends brag about, that's what talkin' bout
Ohhh girl come and let me show you what a thug's about

[Verse 1: Trick Daddy]
I ain't the type of nigga, who get a little bit of cheddar
And start hanging on the beach and think he better than the next nigga (next nigga)
Though I'll prolly go to Bay Harbor about Gucci, Louis, or Prada
For my wife son or daughter, yeah (wife, son, or daughter)
They gon talk about us, you should expect that
Look at them bitches, they broke, they can't afford this
They still livin' with they momma and they wonder why niggaz ** em'
And won't do nothin' for 'em
Pump ya brakes lil' mama, some are down to bitch
Stay out my face if you ain't got shit good to say
And my wife don't like ya (don't like ya)
Matter of fact when she see ya, she might wanna fight ya
Ho, I tried to keep it real witcha' (keep it real witcha)
But by ya runnin' ya mouth and takin' pills, I can't deal with ya
Bitch you got real issues (real issues) and I'm a real nigga
Deal wit' 'em and I wanna chill witcha

[Chorus (w/ adlibs from Dirtbag)]

[Verse 2: Dirtbag]
Now you ain't neva had a stunna
You ain't neva had a gunna
You ain't neva had a dirty**gangsta mother**er
Now you glad you did
First you was scared
Poppin champagne bottles, go on take a swig
You see this life I live is for the real and not the fake
So when we walk the streets girl I'll make ya feel safe (huh)
I know you lovin how I'm thuggin all dayyy
Your momma hate me but she thank me when the rent payyyed
Say my name and watch how ya friends act
I got a brother and a cousin they can get at
First you was shuddered wit niggaz that get in trouble
Then I got you in the cover no other did it so betta
Tropical colors on ya dresses impresses me
I ain't worryin' about yo 'exes' come flex with me
YEEE!! Girl what's gooood
You lookin' for love and now you found it in the hooood

[Chorus (w/ adlibs from Trick Daddy)]

[Verse 3: Trick Daddy]
You see the problem is
You accept too many promises (too many promises)
And you subject yourself, where you can't help yourself
But I'm here to help (I'm here to help), so tell the busta to step
And baby have no fear cuz "Thug Life" is here
And I got a remedy for you to get replenished in
But hot showers, clean towels, and a double hennessey
And I hope you got plenty energy
Cuz' when K-9 these felines, shit gets finicky (whoa, haha)
Anyways, I got plenty ways, to make ya stay
But Im'a keep it straight, it's better that way
I'm better gettin' wetter that way
And I'm bigger than ya last, and we gon' need "Magnum"
In fact I'm ready right now (right now)
We can get butt ** and I'll hit it right now (right now)
But we homies, so let's stay homies (stay homie)
Conversation only
Okay homie (okay homie)

[Chorus (x2)]

La Isla Bonita (Madonna)

LA ISLA BONITA
Madonna
True Blue

Last night I dreamt of San Pedro
Just like I'd never gone, I knew the song
A young girl with eyes like the desert
It all seems like yesterday, not far away

Chorus
Tropical the island breeze
All of nature, wild and free
This is where I long to be
La isla bonita
And when the samba played
The sun would set so high
Ring through my ears and sting my eyes
You Spanish lullaby

I fell in love with San Pedro
Warm wind carried on the sea, he called to me
Te dijo te amo
I prayed taht the days would last
They went so fast

Chorus

I want to be where the sun warms the sky
When it's time for siesta you can watch them go by
Beautiful faces, no cares in this world
Where a girl loves a boy
And a boy loves a girl

Last night I dreamt of San Pedro
It all seems like yesterday, not far away

Chorus

To dijo te amo
El dijo que te ama


































'till (The Vogues)

Till the moon deserts the sky
Till the all the seas run dry
Till then I'll worship you

Till the tropic sun turns cold
Till this young world grows old
My darling, I'll adore you

You are my reason to live
All I own I would give
Just to have you adore me, oh, oh, oh

Till the rivers flow upstream
Till lovers cease to dream
Till then I'm yours, be mine

<instrumental interlude>

You are my reason to live
All I own I would give
Just to have you adore me

Till the rivers flow upstream
Till lovers cease to dream
Till then I'm yours, be mine

Sean Flynn (The Clash)

You know he just heard
The drums of war
when the past
Was a closing door

The drums beat into the jungle floor

CHORUS
Closing door
Closing door

Rain on the leaves
soldier sing
You never hear anything

They filled the sky with a tropical storm.

CHORUS

You know he head the drums of war
Each man knows what he's looking for


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