Uhh
Yeah y'know
Shit is wild heheh
Can't complain though I'm alive
Healthy and allathat knahmsayin?
Just tryin to do my thang
Praise to all
Bust it that nigga Slick Rick said
I waited long time sweatin it
I got jerked but now I'm gettin it
Hazy like asthma bizarre disaster
Stress almost held me down from bein a master
The faster preacher poet a teacher
"It's been so long" like Monifah
Believe that I'm needed, in rappin, I breathe this
Some pick up a microphone and can't even achieve this
Oscar award winning your shit I'm bored with it
Stop copy-catting son (why?) cause your dog did it
Get your own lingo, make up your own jingle
Ten years later you be bitin my single
Primo, take it Downtown, Swing it
Intervenin on the board, sensimil steamin, yeah
Catch the vibe like a tribal dance
In the clubs on the low with the b-boy stance
Money rubbin with a shorty got bumped by a chump
Tell him, 'Step off, I'm doin the Hump'
Yeah
I say it's my world, and I won't stop
and if you stand in my way you bound to get dropped
Some wish that I was gone cause they know I'ma win
In a minute I 'll be makin six G's times ten
I'm the computer, printin out data take notes
then analyze the information and press send
Freaky like **, Ron Jeremy saw no
obstacle or pussy to stop him from bonin a hoe
Me and the mic double trouble
Chicks look at us like twins, all lovable and huggable
Prognosis, on the, mic I choke out
Had the same effects from coughin blowin smoke out
Architect, rap technician, man listen
It's no doubt you gonna pump this in your system
My skills ill, and all of that above
Confidence, I'm not worried bout a street buzz
I'm O.C., who you? I never heard of ya
Get out my face 'fore I turn into a mother**in murderer
I want the green like indo, a mansion, a car
A wife who's never been a bimbo
Too much to ask well to me that's simple
Wanna retire on a yacht called the S. S. Minnow
I say it's my world, and I won't stop
And if you stand in my way, you bound to get dropped
(repeat 4X)
Top choice, this here nigga got poise
Ain't a man alive who could stop my noise
I snatch a star from the sky, spark up your lye
You stand astounded wonderin how I did it
Now you're star struck, like I truck gold
Treatin me like a nigga havin a million records sold
Now a starchild, phenmonen like the X-Files
Rappers know I'm comin so they go in exile
Czar in this rap shit, comin on your mattress
Microphone fiend I make beats do backflips
Fear me like genocide, serious
How I do it through your stereo, mysterious
O.C. do demolition, nil competition
Like robot Kong on a destroy mission
A matter of life and death you try to fight for breath
I snatch your heart from a slice through your chest
Who the best, from New York to Bogota
Who got face thinkin they scare me with a scar, shit
What I be bringin is a terrible sight
A performance never again performed on the mic
I say it's my world, and I won't stop
And if you stand in my way, you bound to get dropped
(repeat 4X)
Say it's my world...
It's my world...
Black Rose (Thin Lizzy)
Tell me the legends of long ago
When the kings and queens would dance in the realm of the Black Rose
Play me the melodies I want to know
So I can teach my children, oh
Pray tell me the story of young Cuchulainn
How his eyes were dark his expression sullen
And how he'd fight and always won
And how they cried when he was fallen
Oh tell me the story of the Queen of this land
And how her sons died at her own hand
And how fools obey commands
Oh tell me the legends of long ago
Where the mountains of Mourne come down to the sea
Will she no come back to me
Will she no come back to me
Oh Shenandoah I hear you calling
Far away you rolling river
Roll down the mountain side
On down on down go lassie go
Oh Tell me the legends of long ago
When the kings and queens would dance in the realms of the Black Rose
Play me the melodies so I might know
So I can tell my children, oh
My Roisin Dubh is my one and only true love
It was a joy that Joyce brought to me
While William Butler waits
And Oscar, he's going Wilde
Ah sure, Brendan where have you Behan?
Looking for a girl with green eyes
My dark Rosaleen is my only colleen
That Georgie knows Best
But Van is the man
Starvation once again
Drinking whiskey in the jar-o
Synge's Playboy of the Western World
As Shaw, Sean I was born and reared there
Where the Mountains of Mourne come down to the sea
Is such a long, long way from Tipperary
Macarena (Anggun)
Dale a tu cuerpo
Alegria Macarena
Que tu cuerpo es pa darle
Alegria y cosa buena
Dale a tu cuerpo
Alegria Macarena
Eh, Macarena!
Dale a tu cuerpo
Alegria Macarena
Que tu cuerpo es pa darle
Alegria y cosa buena
Dale a tu cuerpo
Alegria Macarena
Eh, Macarena!
Rosita: Get down, Elmo! Yeah!
Elmo: Elmo has something to tell you
The Macarena is a dance
Named after a girl in Spain called "Macarena!"
Maybe someday Elmo will get a dance named after him
Yeah, something like this, "Hey, do the Elmo!"
Dale a tu cuerpo
Alegria Macarena
Que tu cuerpo es pa darle
Alegria y cosa buena
Dale a tu cuerpo
Alegria Macarena
Eh, Macarena!
Dale a tu cuerpo
Alegria Macarena
Que tu cuerpo es pa darle
Alegria y cosa buena
Dale a tu cuerpo
Alegria Macarena
Eh, Macarena!
Hoots: Hey, listen to Hoots!
Move your hands, move your arms
Move your tummy, move your legs
Move your knees, move your feet
Move everything!
Big Bird: I'm moving my beak
Prairie Dawn: I find this song very inspirational
Hoots: Yeah, let's do the Macarena!
Big Bird: Shake your tail feathers
Benny: Hey, I don't wanna do this
I don't wanna do this at all
I'm gonna get downtown!
Zoe: Take it, Wolfgang!
Dale a tu cuerpo
Alegria Macarena
Que tu cuerpo es pa darle
Alegria y cosa buena
Dale a tu cuerpo
Alegria Macarena
Eh, Macarena!
Dale a tu cuerpo
Alegria Macarena
Que tu cuerpo es pa darle
Alegria y cosa buena
Dale a tu cuerpo
Alegria Macarena
Eh, Macarena!
Dale a tu cuerpo
Alegria Macarena
Que tu cuerpo es pa darle
Alegria y cosa buena
Dale a tu cuerpo
Alegria Macarena
Eh, Macarena!
The Count: If everybody in the world would just try this dance
Then there would be over 5 and a half billion people
Doing the Macarena!
Here let me count them for you ...
One person doing the Macarena
Two people doing the Macarena
Yes!
Three people doing the Macarena
I love it!
Four people doing the Macarena
Oscar: Will you stop it already?!
Dale a tu cuerpo
Alegria Macarena
Que tu cuerpo es pa darle
Alegria y cosa buena
Dale a tu cuerpo
Alegria Macarena
Eh, Macarena!
Oscar: How many thousands of times are you going to sing it?!
Dale a tu cuerpo
Alegria Macarena
Que tu cuerpo es pa darle
Alegria y cosa buena
Dale a tu cuerpo
Alegria Macarena
Eh, Macarena!
The Count: That's 3,200,563,043 people doing the Macarena!
Ha! Ha! Come on, folks, we're over half way there!
Ha! Ha! Ha!
I Like It All (The Whisnants)
I like to watch a dear saint of God get blessed
as the spirit moves in
i like to see at man down on his knees at the alter confessing his sin
I like to hear a chior loud and clear declaring Gods love for all from the singing to the sermon even if its a long one i must say i like it all
i like the way that it feels when the spirit is real and the people are in one acord i like the love that i sense when were gathered together to take turns to brag on the Lord
theres no place for that id rather be 'cause at the church house i have a ball
from when the first bell is rung to the last song is sung i must say i like it all
i still remember when this attraction began as a child on a pine board pew
one sunday i heard through the fire of Gods word a message that caused me to move
that day my life went from darkness to light at an old time alter call
Satan lost it was over Christ gained another soldier and thats why i like it all
i like the way that feels when the spirit is real and the people are in one acord i like the love that i sense when were gathered together to take turns to brag on the lord theres no place for me that id rather be 'cuase at the church house i have a ball from when the first bell is rung to the last song is sung i must say i like ti all
La Gota Fria (Carlos Vives)
La gota fría
Acordate Moralito de aquel día
que estuviste en Urumita
y no quisiste hacer parranda
Te fuiste de mañanita
sería de la misma rabia (bis)
En mis notas soy extenso
a mi nadie me corrije (bis)
para tocar con Lorenzo
mañana sábado, día e´ la Virgen (bis)
Me lleva el o me lo llevo yo
pa' que se acabe la vaina (bis)
Ay ! Morales a mi no me lleva
porque no me da la gana
Moralito a mi no me lleva
porque no me da la gana.
Qué cultura, que cultura va a tener
un indio chumeca
como Lorenzo Morales
que cultura va a tener si nació en los cardonales (bis).
Morales mienta mi mama
solamente pa' ofender (bis)
para que él también se ofenda
ahora le miento la de él. (bis)
Me lleva el o me lo llevo yo
pa' que se acabe la vaina (bis)
Ay Morales a mi no me lleva
Porque no me da la gana
Moralito a mi no me lleva
Porque no me da la gana
Moralito, Moralito se creía
que el a mí, que él a mí
me iba a ganar
Y cuando me oyó tocar
le cayo la gota fría (bis)
Al cabo e´ la compartía
el tiro le salió mal (bis)
Asshole (Guttermouth)
I dont like the things you like
And you dont like the things I like
She dont like the things they like
So who the ** is really right
See a skinhead at a show
Let him know hes got to go
** white power, the kkk
A-s-s-h-o-l-e!
Everyones an asshole
My moms an asshole
Youre a ** asshole
And Im a goddamn asshole
Mom and dad, the grateful dead
Major labels and straight edge
Coors and school and roller blades
God, rick james and oakley shades
Fishing, wayne, silly jocks
Nazis, midgets, new tube socks
L.d. from m.r.&r.
And ** zeppelin man
Hippies, harleys, pearl jam
Chili peppers, case of spam
Riot grrls, ponch and jon
Squash and pork and carmel flan
We hate these things
We hate you, too
Go ** a monkey in the zoo
Oscar meyer has a way with
B.o.l.o.g.n.a.
Knownots (Aceyalone)
[Featuring Abstract Rude, Mikah 9]
Intro:
this goes out to everybody in the whole wide world
fresh coast gettin' rowdy
we don't represent out west we signifyin'
we showin' out
and we about to tell y'all what it's all about
so as i ease back from this microphone
i'm a let it go to Aceyalone
little somethin' like this
Chorus:
check it out people whoever you are
whoever you with where ever you at
where ever you from where ever you goin
i'm 'on' put you up on this here cause youse not knowin
Verse One:
let me take a little time out to holler at ya
you go get your partners cause i'm fit to drop a bug in your ear
see what we have here is uh ruh yeah
the helluva ill type shit you fear
that's cause we knowin but you don't really know
cause every nigga that call hisself rappin don't really flow
really though
i'll open up my mind and take you places you can't go
i woulda been a catcher behind the plate but you can't throw
cause you don't know but you don't hear me though
yo check this out
my body collapse in the raps
and snaps like a wild mongoose in a trap
better watch your table manners boy and give me room
i'm servin' shit constantly tune
and laughin' like a ticklish babboon
on the way to the moon w/a stick and a broom
and the cream of the crop hip hop cause we be
crackin' the whip on the poppin' be pimpin' the whole punk block
at the junk shop
Fellowship shop shape sha-bob-a-lob-a
sloppin' the side of a pig pen with the g**ape babboon
wanna see this jack o'lantern panted planted ball that don't bounce
against the wall like you think
well thanks but no thanks
pranks or no pranks
i'm a let 'em know they can't rank bank or no bank
i would if i could but i can't so i ain't gon' stop flowin'
but i'll put you up on this here cause you's not knowin'
damn Acey flay me he kinda hittin' i ain't bullshittin'
written into the Fellowship you know freestyle
meanwhile back at the hall of justice
Abstract bust this this track ain't for suckers
Verse Two: Abstract Rude
immediately exceeding the reality of normality
by radically and automatically startin' off rapidly
rap w/me
come on perk a little work a little
in the middle nuclei we are responding
stimuli dim the lights
i gotta really grab you
cause you just not knowin' about flowin' i can climax to
you rap too short too long too slow too fast
you lacks on point you wrong you won't last
i'm up on a good foot you're out on a bad note
i'm dope
ice
fresh
automatic oh yes
creatively talkin' about how i'm fadin' you vocally
your mouth's not openin' man you just not knowin' damn
these niggas got me **ed up aw what up Abstract Rude
rap dude ain't nobody fade the fresh coast
you know them Heavyweights you know what i'm sayin'
that Ganja K you know what i'm sayin'
that Dolla Holla comin' w/that Watts up you know what i'm sayin'
it's like i ain't even tryin' to understand why people comin' at me
w/that nonsense
they ain't knowin'
Verse Three: Aceyalone
see i engineered it i geared it i steered it
i took it to the whole world and everybody cheered it
i hauled it i yes y'all'ed it and they feared it
i called it i outlawed it and they cleared it
now i am i and it is it and that's that
but ain't that a bitch
it ain't shit
think it ain't all that that they say
forever and a day
to live and die in L.A.
california u.s.a.
but i am a universal soldier
ok
walkin' through the party tryin' to find my way
bumped into my main man Ganja K
i gave a nigga a pound and he lit up a j
i took a hit and a half and got high and a hey
my coconut was mellow but my vision was gray
looked on the dance floor and i seen my DJ
Cool Hands Kiilu Grand he knows what to play
so we headed for the booth to get the party on the way
walkin' through the crowd i heard somebody say hey
it was Mikah 9 he said what up double A
tryin' to make my pay tryin' not to stray
but you know my forte i let a sleepin' dog lay
we on that old missin' link
in between the baboon and the common man
they don't understand tho
they ain't even tryin' to know
check this out
Verse Four: Mikah 9
I and I echo with old sentiments
rudimentary tenements
house reverberates
richochets to small invertebrates
even all these spineless jellyfish
rhyme-less bass with no taste jazz
enthusiastic spastic hemophiliacs
memorabilia or acting siliac sense(less)milia
minature expenditures
spine tingling adventures
keenly architechtures
of a lecture
that blockade and bust dental caps and dentures
hey! let's start a new business venture
no you're not dreaming i'll be the pincher
the millimeter by millimeter doberman boombastic mix
where rotweiller while a rhyme of
graffiti traffic autobiographic
ethnic cleansing benzing lacing
culture oscars inch by inch Deans and Costners
who foster my rhythmic memories
collectible sacks of my Mossberg and telebeam
scope enemies with enemas
i'm leaving them helpless and hopeless like the
running victim that falls in the scary cinema
huh huh it was like three black guys and they like had skills
yeah skills
they were like kinda kinda funky and fresh and stuff
yeah nigga you just not knowin'
Prophet 15 (Supergrass)
I'm lost in a cloud and I can't get out
There's no other way
Don't try
I'm caught in a car and I can't get out
I can't explain
I can't drive
I can't drive
Oscar Wilde and Peter Cooke close by
Shane O'Rara and Steve McQueen, right there, oh yeah
I'm lost in a cloud and I can't get out
Floating away
Can't fly
Caught in a car and I can't get out
I can't explain
I can't drive
I can't drive
John Belushi, Lady Day close by
John the Lion and Marvyn**e, right there, oh yeah
And Davy Crocket and Joan Of Arc close by
And David Banner and Roger Moore they're all there, oh yeah
Diabulus In Musica (Mago De Oz)
Duermo en un acorde mágico
y despierto al oírlo tocar,
soy la esencia de la humanidad.
Represento la promiscuidad,
de las almas que enferman de paz
me presento, soy la libertad,
de tu cuerpo y no cobro con fé.
Y ahora dime cuánto vale tu alma,
y ahora pide dinero o placer,
sueñas con curar el cáncer,
el sida fue cosa de Yahvé.
Quiero estar junto a ti y alimentar tu boca,
Hay veces que el dolor duerme en una canción
Sé que moriré de amor decadente, lúgubres besos
Quémate en mí.
Príncipe de la dulce pena soy
y mi sangre alimenta tu ser,
la lujuria de mis alas roza tus pechos
y araña tu piel,
bebe, embriaga tus vicios,
decide, orgasmos o amor,
la única iglesia que ilumina es la que arde,
el nazareno duerme su cruz.
Quiero estar junto a tí y alimentar tu boca,
Hay veces que el dolor duerme en una canción
Sé que moriré de amor decadente, lúgubres besos
Quémate en mí.
Oh señor rey de la tristeza,
ángel del dulce dolor,
bebe la hiel de mi boca,
blasfema, ven y hazme el amor.
Quiero estar junto a ti y alimentar tu boca,
hay veces que el dolor duerme en una canción,
si tocas en mi honor, saldré de este infierno,
dame tu alma no quiero morir.
Changüich A La Chichona (Molotov)
Al pastor me hecho una gringa, mas lechuga a la pechuga
Muslo aqui muslo aca y papas a la francesa quisiera
comer mas de esa, pero esta mas buena la hamburguesa.
Ella quiere un king de polla, sushilitto no
la llena traiga un caldo pal Tlalpeño un espaggetti al
Albañil, traele un trio de Mac a Anita y traete un combo
para mi, pero mira nomas que tortas oh se ven tan
deliciosas cubana o una hawaiana sin chile y sin cebollas
No quiero comer mas Kentuchy chota o pincho a la
española la de Sanders mas discreta no revela su receta
estan muy buenas sus garnachas pero quiero echar
bailon quiere su chorizo en papas o en barras de
camaron
Changüich a la chichona
Now if you're hungry for some bologna and you got some
buns that you wanna show me open up wide you can eat
this Oscar Meyer that's really boney I want to get down
into your juju bees
and I think i'm gonna flick em' your titties are smellin like
chocolate chip ice-cream n' I think I wanna lick em. I got
some hot beef for that rump roast but you gotta say
please
I'll dig into that thigh every time but hold the cottage
cheese.
And for dessert we can do the works I'll put my whip
cream in your pie hole and don't flinch when you feel a
pinch on that pretty little taco.
Cuz I've tried to pry a bearded clam that would not
budge
so I went around the corner to keep on trying and I got a
little fudge
Para papas las de Wendy's pero no las presta mas
mueve un par de tetas que un chinguero de carretas
traiga un espaggetti al burro con una cerveza en lata la
de malas que en la horchata
le pisen su quinta pata guardenle unos chilaquiles pa
mañana el desayuno y unos huevos divorciados no
queremos enredarnos
bimbo blanco o integral no me importa me da igual papa
chapata mama chapata y aqui estan sus chapatines
dinotriple o brontodoble quarter pounder whopper doble
quiero hacerles sandwichito baile mas apretadito mejor
que la lambada una picadita a la Italiana quiero bailar
con la bola pero con la mas chichona
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