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Saturday, 19 April 2014
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Listen Lagu Bola Kelate - 'Semangat Anok Kelate' oleh Mr. Amarika Bdk Kelantan...


Lyrics

Tom Waits (Anouk)

I was dreaming last night
A figment of my brain
On the downtown train
And we had nowhere to go

So we got off to take a walk
In the pouring rain
You said you rode it once
And you would ride it again
Please take me with you

Tom waits for the morning train
To take us away
Me and mr. Tom Waits
Can't wait no more

I'm wrapped around your finger
Two fingers on my lips
No need to speak
Cause it's all in our eyes

When they turned out the lights
They gave us one for the road
We headed for the tracks
And never looked back
This could never be real

Tom waits for the morning train
To take us away
Me and mr. Tom Waits
Can't wait no more
Can't wait no more
On the downtown train
Me and mister tom waits

She's A Ho (Mr. Vegas)

Verse 1:
Well if a galatek two man inna one night
Then we know she's a hoe
If she a clean up di whola di neighborhood
Then we know she's a hoe
If she a walk and a sell from hotel to hotel
We know she's a hoe
If she a one night stand tek everybody man
Man a nutten dat caw wi dun know

Chorus:
She's a hoe
She's a hoe
She's a hoe
Caan hide again cause everybody know
She's a hoe
She's a hoe
Swear seh mi spat har pon di Jerry Springer show
She's a hoe
She's a hoe
All a di youth inna di street know

Verse 2:
Whey she do, boast bout how she get slim and trim
Loose twenty pound and naw go a gym
Legs easy fi open like clothes pin
Sleep wid bum, him dead and dem know wha kill him
Gal from youh know yuh nuh shooty shooty
An yuhknow seh yuh a nuh goupy
All rudies out deh do not be silly an put a rubber pan yuh willy

Chorus

Verse 3:
Whey she do
Gwaan like she hot like she a earth angel
Know something whey dem a do yuh head swell
Man a line up a dem gate car dem a sell
The way dem a move trust me you coulda tell
Run through the mob dem and di cartel
Hear seh she sleep wid Bobby Castell
Di gal a rev out skettel worse Jezebel
How much man drown inna di well

Verse 4:
Well if a gal tek whey har mumma husband
Then we know she's a hoe
If a gal sleep wid har best fren man
Then di whola wi know she's a hoe
Well if a gal easy fi pluck every man come wuk
Then we know she's a hoe
Nuff a dem run outta luck end up wid stomach
An now di man naah mine di gut

Chorus

Brain Washing (Bob Marley)

Ooh-ooh

Old Mr. Joe, he build a house away

On top of some hill

Old Mr. Joe knew he had to go, so he

He got right down and wrote bank will

He say now, here's to mother hen

And her chicken, Lord have mercy now

Master, will you take a roll in the mud

Like you know you should?

The old barnyard, the old barnyard

Birds and the chick, ooh-wee

Who's got to watch out for brother mongoose

With his top hap and walking-stick?



It's just the poor's brain washing

(Poor's ...) They told me a long time ago,

It's just the poor's brain washing, ooh-wee

(Poor's brain washing) Now look at a thing like this



Cinderella and her long lost fellow

In the midnight hour, she lost her silver slipper

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall

While Jack and Jill had themselves a fall



It's just the poor's (... brain washing)

And I don't need it no longer (... washing)

It's just the poor's brain washing

Coming through to a poor man's child, ooh-wee, look at this



Little Miss Muffet she sat on a tuffet

While Little Red Riding Hood delivered her grandmom's food

Ooh-wee ooh-wee

Ooh-wee, look at one more thing like this

The cow jumping over the moon

While the dish got jealous, he grabbed the handy spoon



It's just the poor's brain washing

And I don't need it no longer, I don't want it no longer

I don't need it no longer (...washing)

And I don't care for no more brain washing (... washing) ...

Ghost Of A Chance (Primitive Radio Gods)

Sister Soul came to see me, and she made no amends
On the air, Sunday's midnight, Sister Soul understands

Pull the shades, let it rain all day
Radio station plays Mr. John Coltrane's Favourite Things
Lady ‘Day she sings
That I don't stand the ghost of a chance with you

Beautiful stranger, now it's just me and you
Brush the dust off the needle, put it deep in the groove

Pull the shades, let it rain all day
Radio station plays Mr. Miles Davis' kind of Blue
And I know it's true
That I don't stand the ghost of a chance with you

Cold and gray, it's gonna rain all day
Sarah Vaughan lingers on, but the black coffee's gone
And I hate to say goodbye
But I don't stand the ghost of a chance with you now
With you now...with you now...with you now...


Submitted by Michael **

Mu Empire (GlassJaw)

I'm glad you sent a line.
Euphoria's endearing.
And it's cold,
We might as well retire.
To the drawer where all used things resign.

Mr. shiver, in the river,
You were told.
You were sold.
I do, I do.
If we make it over the mountain.

Dressed in leather, red ball and vault attire;
The most ironic place to be is easy...
Between my finger and the blade, right before I let the used resign.

Mr. shiver, in the river,
You were told.
You were sold.
I do, I do.
If we make it over the mountain.

You might lose the one you choose.
You might lose who won you times ten.

December Will Be Magic Again (Kate Bush)

December will be magic again.
Take a husky to the ice
While Bing Crosby sings White Christmas. He makes you feel nice.
December will be magic again.
Old Saint Nicholas up the chimney,
Just a-popping up in my memory.

Ooh, dropping down in my parachute,
The white city, she is so beautiful
Upon the black-soot icicled roofs,
Ooh, and see how I fall.
See how I fall
("Fall!") [backwards]
Like the snow.

Come to cover the lovers.
(Cover the lovers,
But don't you wake them up.)
Come to sparkle the dark up.
(Sparkle the dark up,
With just a touch of make-up.)
Come to cover the muck up.
(Cover the muck up,
Ooh, with a little luck.)

December will be magic again.
Light the canDLe-lights
To conjure Mr. Wilde
Into the Silent Night.
Ooh, it's quiet inside,
Here in Oscar's mind.

December will be magic again.
Don't miss the brightest star.
Kiss under mistletoe.
I want to hear you laugh.
Don't let the mystery go now.

Ooh, dropping down in my parachute,
The white city, she is so beautiful
Upon the black-soot icicled roofs,
Ooh, and see how I fall.
See how I fall
("Fall!") [backwards]
Like the snow.

Come to cover the lovers.
(Cover the lovers,
But don't you wake them up.)
Come to sparkle the dark up.
(Sparkle the dark up,
With just a touch of make-up.)
Come to cover the muck up
(Cover the muck up,
Ooh, with a little luck.)

Oh, I'm coming to cover the lovers.
Ooh, and I'm coming to sparkle the dark up.
Ooh, and I'm coming to cover the muck up.

Playing To The Firmament (Dar Williams)

There are kids, lots of kids, who put the law inside a circle
As they jump, I hope that you will up and down, up and down
When did you cave into this role that you were cast in
When did dress-up turn to fashion, throw your gown up and down

There's always the sky, let it hear what you're saying
For all that you are saying
And let it take you apart, to the elements of praying
Till we are only playing to the firmament
Till we are only playing to the firmament

In the rain, in the rain, people rush around on cold streets
Here's a shell to hear their heartbeats very loud, very loud
Where's the pain, it's only rain, it's only slowing down a work day
Only singing happy birthday to a crowd, very loud

So turn on the sky, let it hear what you're saying
For all that you are saying
And let it take you apart, to the elements of praying
Till we are only playing to the firmament
Till we are only playing to the firmament

And when did ** get so mean, when did crime get so clean
You know I just can't seem to find the soul in this striving
Why not play to a dream, cause the world is too green
For all this bad driving

What's the rush, dip your brush into this twilight
There are leaves upon the skylight, trace your hand, trace your hand
Mr. Ed, he shot ahead, he shot ahead inside a circle
On a bad day, who would you kill, take a stand, trace your hand

There's always the sky, let it hear what you're saying
For all that you are saying
Let it take you apart to the elements of praying
Till we are only playing to the firmament
Till we are only playing to the firmament

Mohammed Ali (Faithless)

If all you keep hearing it so long you will see me as
a super star and you'll have time to waste with your
minions and tink
I see your face in front of me,
Still grainy from that old black and white TV
My whole family silenced,
Watching you shape destiny with your 2 hands,
Faster than the eye can see.

Mesmerizing

You know what skinny little me started to struggle,
10 years old suddenly bold
Cause I resolved to live like my hero in the ring,
Be smart never give an inch,
No retreat when I'm wrapped up
Respect from teachers, Red Necks
And creatures who attack in a pack
Like incensed never seen the light not before or
Since a young prince
And I remain convinced of his invincibility
Athletic agility, virility,
Seen your free spirit for every through eternity stings
Like a bee Mr Muhammed Ali

I want you to know
You are the o-riginal (x2)

Your achievements defy belief from the belly
of the beast Rising like yeast,
My release from low self esteem
Came when I saw you rapping on my TV screen.
Float like a butterfly,
That describes my walk to school after fight night
I felt so cool cause I was at place too,
Love myself born slippy
Outta love for you,
And I knew that someday people would love me too.
None of that heckling about my black skin got through,
I would walk bare foot through hell for you,
It was how I felt back then I would still do for you,
So accept these humble words of praise,
And my gratitude for those glorious days
And your victorious ways,
Instilled in the young minds,
Skill sublime yours to mine!

I want to know who you are!
I want to know who you are!
I want to know who you are!

When We Get Them Hoes (2 Live Crew)




( ) = the fellas
[ ] = Mr. Mixx

Intro: Mr. Mixx
YEAHHHHHHH, BA-BYYYY!! It's the boys, we gon' do it like this, one
time for ya mind! All the boys in the house ... y'knahmsayin!
Repeat after me, yo -
Say, "Hey! We got them hoes! We got them hoes!"
(Hey! We got them hoes! We got them hoes!)
Yeah, say "Hey! We got them hoes! We got them hoes!"
(Hey! We got them hoes! We got them hoes!)

Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice
When I get the hoes I let all the boys ** 'em [Yeahhh!!]
No matter what she says, she still got to suck 'em
'Cause bitches will be bitches even when I'm dead [Riiight!]
And if I can't **, then I'll take some head
'Cause you gotta dog a hoe whenever you can
'Cause bulldaggers run game for every man [True!]
To all raggedy bitches, you ain't really nothin'
'Cause when I get a hoe I LET ALL THE BOYS ** 'ER!!!!!

Chorus: Mr. Mixx
When we get them hoes, when we get them hoes,
When we get them hoes, we let ALL the boys ** 'em!
(When we get them hoes, when we get them hoes,
When we get them hoes, we let ALL the boys ** 'em!)

Verse 2: Brother Marquis
In the ** game there ain't no rules
Give it up smooth, put me in there cool [Yeahhhh!]
'Cause it's your delight to ** with fate
You're looking for a way to close the gate
Your ** is hard core, you're the devil's whore [Yeah!]
Your mama was one so you will be nothing more
Let me dog-** you, bitch, throw down hard
If you don't cum for me, you won't for God!

Chorus

Verse 3
{Marquis} You must do it right, you freaky dyke!
If you do it wrong you get no dick tonight [No dick tonight!]
Dick in your mouth and in your**is what you love
While you're on your knees, give my homie some [Yeah!]
{Kid Ice} Bitches know what's up when I'm in command
'Cause Kid Ice is down with the next man [Riiiight!]
All the groupie hoes, I'm down with 'em
'Cause at any time they'll let ALL THE BOYS ** 'EM!!

Chorus

Mr. Mixx:
Yeah! When we get them hoes, we let all the boys run up in 'em,
y'knahmsayin'? Right about now we gon' let my man get loose!
Mr. Heavy Metal man and stuff ... RUN THAT SHIT, BA-BYYYYY!!
{long guitar riff} Yeah, we outta here!

Shake A Lil' Somethin' (2 Live Crew)




"OK man, are you ready to go?"
"I'm ready to go, now c'mon now, crank this mother**er up!"

Mr. Mixx:
YEAH, IT'S YA BOYS BACK IN THE HOUSE! WE WANT Y'ALL TO GET Y'ASS
ON THE MOTHER**IN' DANCE FLOOR!

Brother Marquis:
All you raggedy-ass hoes, GET Y'ASS OUUUUT!

Chorus(2x): Mr. Mixx and Marquis
Pump, pump, pump, get it, get it
Shake, shake, shake, shake a lil' somethin'
That's the way (Yeaaaah)
That's the way (You go girl!)

Verse 1: Brother Marquis
Bitch, I wanna see you shake it
Bend on over, butt-ass **
Now pump pump pump, get it get it
I got 135 beats a minute
It's your brother, Marquis, callin' all the freaks
To show the pink and the booty-cheeks
Stick from the bottom, stick from the top
Show me a shot, lemme see what you got
Rub that**and play with that clit
I'm still with that freaky shit
One time for the girls in Georgia,
Detroit, Michigan and Miami, Florida
That's how we make our music fast
'Cause the girls down South like to shake that ass!
They so fine, I can't take it
They gots to freak it, they gots to shake it

Chorus

Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice
I love the way the girls be shakin'
Especially when they butt-ass **
Bend on over, show me what you got
'Cause I'm down for a table-top
So work your body, strip left side
Make me smile, get buck-wild
'Cause Fresh Kid Ice got the flow
And now is the time to come get yours
Freaky shit is what I like,
Especially when them bitches dykes
So shake that ass, and bitch, don't stop
Come on, girl, just make me hot
'Cause I'm down for the 69
You better get yours 'cause I gets mine
Show what you got; bitch, stop frontin'
Drop them draws and shake a lil' somethin'!

Chorus

Verse 3: Brother Marquis
I love to see 'em in lingerie
Tattooed titties and a Boosty-A
Stacked on the back of a cutie pie
Bend over, let me see you do the butterfly
So impressin' when undressin'
You got me stressin', bitch, stop flexin'
Keep shakin' that**at me
Pop that coochie, freak so nasty
Double up on the table top
Hit them switches now make that**drop
Girl, get wide open
Up and down with an in-and-out motion
Them other kings, they ain't did nothin'
You wanna get freaky? Lemme kiss your belly button
You're so fine, I can't take it
You gots to freak it, you gots to shake it!

Chorus

[MM] To the left...
[BM] Yeahhhhh! Get it get it!
[MM] To the right y'all!
[BM] C'mon now, pump, pump, pump, pump, pump, pump ...
[MM] To the front ...
[BM] Heyyyy! Get it, get it!
[MM] To the back y'all! Make time!
[BM] Pump, pump, pump, get it, get it!

Chorus


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