Listen GURUH GIPSY - Janger 1897 Saka - Bali (RARE!)
Lyrics
817 (Oval Opus)
Duffle bag on my shoulder, ticket in my hand
I've got a guitar on my back
Headed west to a promise of a future
Smoky clouds predict my fate, of fortune and uncertainty
Not sure how the road's gonna ride
Leavin' you behind and it hurts me
The road unwinds carrying me through the night
A flash of headlights in my eyes, and they're breathing down my neck
With my journal in my hand, I'm writing, capturing the essence of the ride
Meeting new friends every hour, sharing advice and stories of life
Everybody's got a tale, so open yourself to the thrill of the moment
You exchange a word and say good bye
Traveling to a new beginning
With out leaving it all behind
The hours fly past on my fossil watch
One stop to another
Mostly writing, rarely talking about the things that I'm hearing
And it often makes me smile
The curiosity overwhelms, until I have fallen to sleep
Then the stories unravel in my mind
I struggle with the reflections. of the fire and the water
I can hear the tick of time
The road unwinds carrying me through the night
A flash of headlights in my eyes, and they're breathing down my neck
With my journal in my hand, I'm writing, capturing the essence of the ride
Meeting new friends every hour, sharing advice and stories of life
Everybody's got a tale, so open yourself to the thrill of the moment
You exchange a word and say good bye
I can feel the heat beatin' down on my bare feet
From the pavement of the yard by the window
I watch that crescent moon rise up
I can see the wind blowing through the fields of wheat
So I check the mailbox and I grab the letter
I see that you finally found me
Then happiness fills my soul till I realize
I'm dreaming, this is not reality
The road unwinds carrying me through the night
A flash of headlights in my eyes, and they're breathing down my neck
With my journal in my hand, I'm writing, capturing the essence of the ride
Meeting new friends every hour, sharing advice and stories of life
Everybody's got a tale, so open yourself to the thrill of the moment
You exchange a word and say good bye
Where In The World Is Carmen Sandiego? (Rockapella)
Well she sneaks around the world from Kiev to Carolina
She's a sticky-fingered filcher from Berlin down to Belize
She'll take you for a ride on a slow boat to China
Tell me, where in the world is Carmen Sandiego?
Steal their Seoul in South Korea, make Antarctica cry "Uncle,"
From the Red Sea to Greenland they'll be singing the blues
Well, they never Arkansas her steal the Mekong from the jungle
Tell me, where in the world is Carmen Sandiego?
She goes from Nashville to Norway, Bonaire to Zimbabwe
Chicago to Czechoslovakia and back!
Well she'll ransack Pakistan and run a scam in Scandinavia
Then she'll stick 'em up Down Under and go pick-pocket Perth
She put the Miss in misdemeanor when she stole the beans from Lima
Tell me, where in the world is Carmen Sandiego?
Oh, tell me, where in the world is...tell me, where can she be?
Botswana to Thailand, Milan via Amsterdam, Mali to Bali, Ohio, Oahu!
Well she glides around the globe, and she'll flim-flam every nation
She's a double-dealing diva with a taste for thievery
Her itinerary's loaded up with moving violations
Tell me, where in the world is Carmen Sandiego?
L' Amour Gipsy (Nana Mouskouri)
La fille est folle ou sage
Mais l'amour est toujours gipsy
Il est toujours sauvage
Sans frontière et sans merci
Il danse il lance à l'innocence l'éternel défi
Il est ta chance ta désespérance et ton sursis
La vie est une cage
Et l'amour un incendie
C'est la passion qui en passant
Vient frapper sur un tambourin
Et qui éclate dans ton sang
Qui dévaste tes lendemains
C'est la passion qui en passant
Met ta maison sur un volcan
Et ta raison s'envole en riant
C'est pas sa faute si
Si l'amour est gipsy
C'est la passion qui en passant
Met ta maison sur un volcan
Et ta raison s'envole en riant
C'est pas sa faute si
Si l'amour est gipsy
Libre libre et folle
Folle fille va et vole
Vole vole fleur volage
La vie est ton message
Ivre ivre de soleil
Lis le livre des merveilles
Quand l'amour l'appelle
L'hirondelle est infidèle
Et danse danse la
Cadence de tes pas
Le ciel a tout son temps
Mais l'enfer est gitan
La fille est folle ou sage
Mais l'amour est toujours gipsy
Il est toujours sauvage
Sans frontières et sans merci
C'est la passion qui en passant
Vient frapper sur un tambourin
Et qui éclate dans ton sang
Qui dévaste tes lendemains
C'est la passion qui en passant
Met ta maison sur un volcan
Et ta raison s'envole en riant
C'est pas sa faute si
Si l'amour est gipsy
C'est la passion qui en passant
Met ta maison sur un volcan
Et ta raison s'envole en riant
C'est pas sa faute si
Si l'amour est gipsy
Même si la fille est sage
L'amour est toujours gipsy
Only Time Will Tell (Nana Mouskouri)
Love changed our lonely lives
Caught us by surprise
Opened up our eyes
Somehow we both knew
Something rare and true
Something bright and new
Could be ours forever
But love,
Love can not be planned
More you try to learn
Less you understand
Words could not dispell
What we know so well
Only time will tell
Like a tree
As it grows
We will reach
For the sky
Like a breeze
Gently blows
We'll be free
You and I
For we know
Time alone
Holds the key
Love changed our lonely lives
Caught us by surprise
Opened up our eyes
Somehow we both knew
Something rare and true
Something bright and new
Could be ours forever
But love,
Love can not be planned
More you try to learn
Less you understand
Words could not dispell
What we know so well
Only time will tell
Only time alone will tell
Darling, only time will tell
Chasing The Blue (Alex Parks)
sleep is hard
I'm tired
fall to sleep in your wide eyes
I can only dream
I can only only see what you want me to see
but I
I can only chase
I will only chase the blue if I've seen the blue
in your eyes
that was my surprise from you
your eyes
gave me all I needed from you
be here holding you
makes me feel like I got something to do
but you're already reaching for the sky
we can only dream
we can only see if you want us to see
but I
I can only chase
I will only chase if I've seen the blue
in your eyes
that was my surprise from you
your eyes
gave me all I needed from you
and if you fall
you rarely touch the sides
and when you fell
did it reveal your sides
fall for you
your eyes
I'm falling from
inside of you
All Night Long (Rakim)
All Night Long
(1st verse)
I'm back! The god remains, still at the end
They sabotage the game, still I'm a win
Rakim Allah's the name, and with a pen
No one can dodge the rain, kill'em again
In a club or the streets I swerve, cool in the cut
Looking to see what occurs, crusin' the truck
Shorty got deadly curves, soothin' her up
If I must explain with words, I smooth as a **!
The world's most greatest hip-hop's elite
You obsolete, you cannot compete, drop the beat
Keep ya ear to the ground when I rock the street
Cock the heat, we deep papi got to eat
So cut on the mic and spit, I much rougher
Plenty of ice and a whip, plus a crusher
Because I don't like to stick, or bust a brother
Long as they never forget I'm a ill muther **er
(Chorus)
So if you love to get your party on
And you feel that your game is strong
And you get mad when the broads is gone
You like it all-night-long
And when they love it when the place is warm
And they go out for their favorite song
They hate when the player game is wrong
They like it all-night-long
(2nd verse)
My caliber's out rated
Yeah player, so why hate it
My rhyme through out of control, when I say it
Spit back with a rap or gat, can I spray it
How can I say it? I leave it de-hydrated
I take aim, and he keep the place flamin'
Till the place cave in, aye yo this ain't a safe haven
The best is yet to come, so they stay in
They keep the music loud, the lights is low
The kid with a different style, I like to flow
It's time to move the crowd, tonight's the show
See what it's all about, they like to go
Get henny and mo and cris, the clothes, the platinum, gold, the wrist
Plenty of doe, and chicks who pose for flicks
Women who love roll their hips, when I'm holding this
(Instrumental chorus)
My mic's a equipped with a microchip, with a million Megs
Bite this I might flip, spread a billion plagues
Put medicine in it before I kill ya dead
You can get away, if you can fill your legs
Could you walk? No, at least you thought though
Auto fours blow a hole in your torso
Damage his brain with more flow until he talk slow
Try to say something now? I thought so!
I leave emcee's bleeding, while I'm fleeing across sea-in
Start breeding, double my Swiss cheese in Sweden
Free on the weekend, come back see if he breathing
They breathing, somebody left his brains beat in
A deadly attack is rare, style will be raw
Be ready to rap you'll hear, as wild as before
If I bust a gat in the air, watch the galaxy fall
And the world will be splat on the floor, that'll be all
WBAU Freestyle Verse (Necro)
[Necro]
My flow is vile
Like the cancel in Lyle
The necrophile will rink the blile
Of ** star ice is nile
Kids never no its me when i cause terror
Cause I change my face to the grill of Joey Crara
Necro drinks the ovum of a woman that stinks
I got tiffany minks
Chinged up in guchi links
I make you eat my defication thats brown like champagne
You get your mamila pierced like Chrissy Rain
I'd like to take your rectum and cook it
I'm doin **s like Bobbitt, but my phallus is far from crooked
The women I kidnap have no choice
All you girls that are listening, you can ** to my voice
There's no need to fear me
I know you wish you were near me
Cause you're touchin yourself as you hear me
I'm leavin blood drippin down amy fishers hips
Necro rips part Mary Joes lips
Necro devours, your tush for 12 hours
Inside tubs and shower I got the brain of Ed Powers
She's so dunce inside the backseat of the lance
I **dirty dirty cunts from France
Bein a ** star is far from the bummers
I got Susan Summers strippin in Randy West Newcummers
Captain Carnage
Eat the cartilage
Les Gens Riches (Les Wampas)
Les gens riches ont souvent de l'argent
Les gens riches en font toujours des tonnes
Les gens riches aiment bien le bon vieux temps
Les gens riches aiment bien les Washington
Pas mooooi!
Je m'en fous de c'que les gens disent
Je danse sur la lune
Je m'en fous de c'que les gens pensent
Je danse sur la lune
Je m'en fous de c'que les gens disent
Je danse sur la lune
Je m'en fous de c'que les gens pensent
Je danse sur la lune
Go!
Les gens riches font du surf à Bali
Les gens riches font tout mieux que personne
Ils ne comprennent pas pourquoi je crie
Les gens riches aiment bien les Washington
Pas mooooi!
Je m'en fous de c'que les gens disent
Je danse sur la lune
Je m'en fous de c'que les gens pensent
Je danse sur la lune
Je m'en fous de c'que les gens disent
Je danse sur la lune
Je m'en fous de c'que les gens pensent
Je danse sur la lune
Come on!
[Instrumental]
Je m'en fous de c'que les gens disent
Je danse sur la lune
Je m'en fous de c'que les gens pensent
Je danse sur la lune
(x6)
Joint Custody (Saafir The Saucee Nomad)
I'm accurate secure my spot there be no hot
seats don't trick sweet treats even if i'm
stiffer than a swisher easy going when i'm sleep warlike
it's when i attack untight mike masses
don't conceal ya feel breed if you're exceeded
by who is this myself i demean so my dream
of being a hiphop master won't shatter
like plaster sample savior sup shallow taste
it peculiar rare file no aroma of a coma substance
is vicious vile wicked you can't ** with the twisted
winding sizeable you've stumbled into hazy ill-defined
room ya shrumed ya self butt ** ya nothin but
chosen prunes frozen fumes
Saafir will be here like landscape
i'll sc**ya**off the reel
you've been edited i'm enriched fit
full blown 11x13 it seems at first word
seeing is no believing unless your vision is blurred
from these cutesy, cutesy new boodies on rap i'm rilin
up a muthy gats being pushed in ya Saliva
opening the file of a masterpiece
is where i lease my space
i rope dope styles like cows ram them in your**
baby, oh! and this time i didn't forget the gravy
pay me my respect check one hobo immovable spirit
i was brought here solely for the lyrics
i have no time for your unsubliminal earthly
i'll be lurkin on the b-side slidin in sideways
on the edge straight servin them i'm on some reap bitch
shit shut up fall silent no perfume
i'll stay funky musty with this custody
i've mastered my adrenalin sendin souls to afterlife
like Mussolini i'm like Houdini who can see me
i'm the same color of the sun if you have no pigment
you'll get burned charred to a crisp
refreshing drink i think you need a sip of this
cause you're this close to a lip of the wrist
and the thing you value the most
life please let there be another entity
to devour proficient effective
when i think you should offer your feces
i'm going to revel and defile in the prostitution
of the potency words swarmin teamin up
pain will be equivalent to the unteethin of a pup
the force tell you don't prolong yaself
ya too noticeable to the graduated continuing
it's amazing how your reproductive system works
of art develop blossom gain grow
i see the unholy gain green in ya
seems magnify move up i prefer ya
raise ya cup why don't ya raise ya skirt
well i'm pleased to see that you don't have the
correct knees for the job off my nob by far
sighted only in infrared ya not prepared to spar
with a heavyweight, dwelling repelling freshmens
propelling them back to the guf look it up i'm puffy
like my man from uptown for those weak
don't provoke or speak or it spells an abrupt downtown
trip, from the hips what's that smell of**
we've past that point i have custody joint
Underworld Operations (Lord Finesse)
featuring Marquee
Chorus: Lord Finesse
Times are shifting no time to be tricking on chickens
(No doubt) Your opinion's different?
Well man listen players front the role
And then be forgetting (Straight tripping)
Verse One: Lord Finesse
Check out the elite player that keeps flavor
Producer beat layer caters spectators to street data
Real life portrayer rap sayer legit like tax payers
Behavior's cool like sax players
Conservative, it's all real, no preservatives
God bless the illest player you ever heard of, kid
Smooth as margarine, got the squadron, shit
Don't front, I'll catch you on the rebound like Dennis Rodman
Chorus: Marquee
Time to shine, I need my dough bigger (No doubt)
No time to be chasing a broke nigga
Get on your job, you can keep those short figures
'96 we strictly go-getters (How you figure?)
Verse Two: Marquee
Marquee, like a diamond, shining, the light is blinding
And many niggas want to fill this light hymen
Nah men with the biggest teeth (Why?) Cause his chick is me
Got him hooked, like smokers are to nicotine
Queens mommy, keep the skeletons behind me
Find me at universities scooping degrees with my mommy
Rap's profoundness, slouches I out and out diss
Skills be mountainous, so what you know about this?
Chorus: Lord Finesse & Marquee
Times are shifting, no time to be tricking on chickens
(No doubt) Your opinion's different?
Well man listen, players front the role
And then be forgetting (Straight tripping)
Time to shine, I need my dough bigger (No doubt)
No time to be chasing a broke nigga
Get on your job, you can keep those short figures
'96 we strictly go-getters (How you figure?)
Verse Three: Marquee
No wasting time, money bitch state of mind
We on top of shit, ain't the generous kind
Want to owning homes, money loan like the Rolling Stones
Corleones, staying blown off of flowing poems
Expanding, keeping Knots like Landing
Eating steaks and salmon thinking of ways to scamming
Damn if I ain't taking it, niggas flashing paper
Trying to real me in, but a snake and I'll partake in
Legal robberies, Henny flowing through my arteries
Cloud my vision, controlling every part of me
Official ties and links moves mind, body, and sinks
Don't talk before I think, distraught before you blink
Flawless performance, game enormous
Bet you never met a shorty with this endurance
Run with crime picks and fine chicks who specialize in mind tricks
You got a good man? You'd better watch him in '96
Chorus: Lord Finesse & Marquee
Time to shine, I need my dough bigger (No doubt)
No time to be chasing a broke nigga
Get on your job, you can keep those short figures
'96 we strictly go-getters (How you figure?)
Times are shifting, no time to be tricking on chickens
(No doubt) Your opinion's different?
Well man listen, players front the role
And then be forgetting (Straight tripping)
Verse Four: Lord Finesse
Lyrical invasions, blazing, got you gazing
So amazing, break down opponents like equasions
The stunning, weigh about a hundred eighty something
I see you coming, on your toes, kid, you lunching
Stop fronting, and trash that till you drop like a bad habit
I'll have you folding like a Craftmatic
Smooth as satin, this player's patented
Be in the Himalayan caverns with some chickens playing Sega Saturn
Keep papes like the amount won in sweepstakes
Guaranteed every year to take triple what the police make
Large, Fort Knox size, if I'm not rolling like a rock slide
I'm laying in the cut like peroxide
Colossal, soulful like gospels
Spiritual, so follow the Lord like apostles
I gots to clock dough, rock shows, I mock foes
Drop flows that's deep like ** potholes
Supreme being, the one you hear but rarely seeing
Out to hustle, strictly money like the Koreans
Out to pile money, that's my style sonny
While you foul honeys be lucky to get a Coke and a smile from me
Chorus: Lord Finesse & Marquee
Times are shifting, no time to be tricking on chickens
(No doubt) Your opinion's different?
Well man listen, players front the role
And then be forgetting (Straight tripping)
Time to shine, I need my dough bigger (No doubt)
No time to be chasing a broke nigga
Get on your job, you can keep those short figures
'96 we strictly go-getters (How you figure?)
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