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Listen Boogie Woogie Piano Tommy Johnson


Lyrics

Piano (GlassJaw)

Three times alone this week
I was suppose to be a rock star.
"I only beat you when I'm drunk,
You're only pretty when you're crying."
We are suppose to be the ones to set the air afire.
Three times alone this week
I was made into a liar.

Whether (or not) I found the gold
I never told.
Richer: I
brilliant white.
I.

I wear shoes that move men from desert to riches.
Show me what you've got
and scratch it because it itches.
Call me Chameleon
and extingish my fire.
Three times alone this week
I was suppose to be a liar.

Maybe not.
Why the stare?
Would I lie about that which I am scared?
What did I say to you?
Step into
a pot of gold,
rejoice in fire
that which soon burns gold.
What did I say to you?

I can't deny
The throat, the love, sincerity,
I can't deny it
"I've got to keep my P.M.A."

Texas Tornado (Tracy Lawrence)

You called me up from Amarillo, said you were coming to town
And thought I'd like to tell you hello, and drive an old friend around
I pulled up to the airport, confident and cool
But when you stepped off that plane, I knew I was your fool
(Chorus)
My Little Texas Tornado, blowing me away again
I swore it wouldn't happen again, but I looked at you and then
I'm like a tumbleweed in a wild west Texas wind
You're blowing me away again
___
You're lying with me in Atlanta, it's such a beautiful lie
You play me like a piano, I always let you get by
I know I'll go through hell girl, when you find someone else
But right now I'm in heaven, and I can't help myself
(Repeat Chorus)
I'm like a tumbleweed in a wild west Texas wind
You're blowing me away again
Texas Tornado
Blowing me away again, I swore it wouldn't happen again
But I look at you and then
I'm like a tumbleweed in a wild west Texas wind

Holland, 1945 (Neutral Milk Hotel)

The only girl I've ever loved
Was born with roses in her eyes
But then they buried her alive
One evening 1945
With just her sister at her side
And only weeks before the guns
All came and rained on everyone
Now she's a little boy in Spain
Playing pianos filled with flames
On empty rings around the sun
All sing to say my dream has come

But now we must pick up every piece
Of the life we used to love
Just to keep ourselves
At least enough to carry on

And now we ride the circus wheel
With your dark brother wrapped in white
Says it was good to be alive
But now he rides a comet's flame
And won't be coming back again
The Earth looks better from a star
That's right above from where you are
He didn't mean to make you cry
With sparks that ring and bullets fly
On empty rings around your heart
The world just screams and falls apart

But now we must pick up every piece
Of the life we used to love
Just to keep ourselves
At least enough to carry on

And here's where your mother sleeps
And here is the room where your brothers were born
Indentions in the sheets
Where their bodies once moved but don't move anymore
And it's so sad to see the world agree
That they'd rather see their faces fill with flies
All when I'd want to keep white roses in their eyes

I Love To Boogie (T Rex)

We love to boogie, we love to boogie
Jitterbug boogie, Bolan pretty boogie
We love to boogie on a Saturday night

Belinda Mae Fender's got a Cadillac Bone
Jenny's lost her cherry walking
all the way home
The passions of the Earth blasted it's mind
Now it's neat sweet ready for
the moon based grind

We love to boogie
We love to boogie on a Saturday night
We love to boogie
High school boogie, jitterbug boogie
We love to boogie on a Saturday night

You rattlesnake out with your tailfeathers high
Jitterbug left and smile to the sky
With your black velvet cape
We love to boogie, we love to boogie
Jitterbug boogie, Bolan pretty boogie
We love to boogie on a Saturday night
and your stovepipe hat
Be-bop baby the dance is where it's at

I love to boogie
Yes I love to boogie on a Saturday night
I said I love to boogie, I love to boogie
Jitterbug boogie, I love to boogie
I love to boogie on a Saturday night

I love to boogie

Smoke Buddha (Redman)




Verse One:

Aiyyo I got a slight problem I smoke weed too much
Knees buckle the uck up when I'm splittin my dutch
Back up back up! Ain't nobody hittin for free
It's just E Doubl E Keith Murray and me
It cost twenty if you're down with it
Aiyyo son I ride around with my hooptie tinted
to ride around blitted
Cause I be feenin for that pookie
I smoke the good shhh save the backyard boogie for all groupies
And I be, smokin up the hotel lobby
Between mo' sheets than the Isleys, I'm high G
I'm holdin it down for the B-Rrrah-I-C
K, blaze, tell you to get bluhh politely
(Hit the funky if you're riding around gettin blitz)
Ask me if I love the rap game -- I, I'm loving it
Cause I can do what the OWW/-uck I feel is real
Blaze the poot with D. Don and tell UHH to get the dillz

Chorus: repeat 2X

I smoke on and on on, ya don't stop
I'm gettin mad -ucked up and ya don't stop
To all my real dogs, all my real pals
who ain't smokin, get the -uck owwwwt

Verse Two:

I just love tokin, blackin out like Tame in the open
Of course I got the raw dog no need to stick your nose in
Gave you a straight up shotgun when we was smokin
Froze you so fast -- you looked it like Madonna Vogue-in
AwwwwuhhhhH! I got the shhh to get your whole click high
We can get high, but act funny and I'ma whip out
And they gon' whip out, and blow notes like Michel'le
Cause you tried to jump the cipher and it goes THISSAWAY

Chorus

[singing] Smoke buddha, smoke buddha...

*clang* The song you're about to hear, is sponsored by
NASssWIPP
Niggaz against smokin weed in public places
A subdivision of *clang* IKSRFO
I'm knockin somebody right the ** out!

Come In (3rd Bass)




Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!
Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!
Knock knock knock knock, come in!!
Who's at my door? (I don't know but let him in)

[MC Serch]
Come in, to my cribbo, no reason you'll say ditto
No tea and crumpets, not servin you no vitals
Little one sit, I'll kick to you a fable
So recline on the recliner put your feet up on the table
Sable is a fox that's used for coats
The sable is a fable cause you bought yourself a goat
Skin all in, so ease up on throttle
No role model and your life is out the bottle
The roll of the dice on the corner of the street
You get beat, on 123rd street
Done by the system that ain't really sayin nothin new
Your kids flippin, so now what you gonna do?
Go home, hell no, she don't want you there
Why need a man or either work when there's welfare?
Oh yeah, another scam see
The government's way to destroy the family
See life is a gamble, find the ball under the shell
HELL NO, I kick two and make the dome swell
Son, that's the end I hear the doorbell ringin
And if that's your pops, tell the man to just come in

* doorbell rings *
"Oh hello dear!"
"Uahh, good morning.."
"Very well then.. suppose you come over here!
But first.."

Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!
Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!
Knock knock knock knock, come in!
{"I came in the door.." -> Rakim}

[Pete Nice]
Ask me why I wander on desert plains
I say the Cactus still grows without rain
Plain to see from my horse without a name
I set it off, still things ain't the same
A case of wasted life, inner city blues
Goods for hoods from the merchant of grooves
I move your butts but a question lingers
I look at my hands, I sees ten fingers
A finishin touch, much on the TP
Here the Three-R-D and the blind see
why I flipped and why I ain't with the Klan
Which one you say all truth and
true indeed, y'all needs a speed knot
Knothead syndrome, sets off piano drops
{* Daddy Rich cuts and scratches *}
So I please, and step with Kool Poppa Sha
Scopin every skin without a bra
On the streets, Kurious like Jorge
Why don't you make like Run and +Pause+?
Flaws in characters, scrubs get done in
I swing it open y'all, so come in

Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!
Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!
Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!
Knock knock knock knock, come in come in!
Knock knock knock knock, come in!
Who's at my door? (I don't know but let him in)
{"I came in the door.." -> Rakim}
{"I came in the door.." -> Rakim}
{"I came in the door.." -> Rakim}
{"I came in the door.." -> Rakim}


The Golden Age (13 Engines)




So the Golden Age passed away to silver
But that was long ago
There were swimming holes and the Vaudeville
They gave way to this
Bronze turned itself slowly into iron
And here we are today
If what you say has a grain of truth
The age of rust is soon
Please, it's not a thing just to bring you down
It's just a passing phase
But who'll believe your piano played itself
A long forgotten air
CHORUS
The Golden Age, it'll never fade away
Today just don't seem the same
The Golden Age, it'll never fade away
If you were there
There will always be someone telling you
That these are wicked times
Rainy days come down just to make you think
Of all the shades of grey
No one knew that you liked to paint
Until they cleaned your room
CHORUS

Outside (311)

Sunshine
Are you outside?
I am a simpleton by choice
Not speaking to hear my voice
Sunshine
Why are you sleeping?
Gotta get outside

Cover the ground on foot
Not hitching a ride just could
Over the river and through the woods
I've come this far to bring you the goods
I get high, even when I don't try
Let 'em pass by with a wink to the eye
I reserve the right to be stoned
I reserve the right to take it
To collect them sums I have the right
Don't try to be
There's really no point in you biting me
I'm glad to see
That it's easy for me to be an MC

Let me tell you a little story
Like my dog Bobby
He hated the pool man
So I tried to play Kotter
And make things cool
And I said, "just let him smell you
Hold out your hand"
He reached it on out
And then bam
He bit him, he bit him
So **in' hard
Blood was steady gushin'
All over my back yard
I kept apologizin'
I felt so **in' bad
The dude was so cool
He didn't even get mad
He said, "man don't sweat it
That's the dog's meaning"
Took some Neosporin
And went back to his cleaning

Thought I had a dream or else it was a movie
Your mind can have a joint
Easy like jungle boogie
$600 freebie and I got no job
Wish I had more but I got my dog
Come you can foam the water with the bone
I wanna tell my mom, ring her on the phone
Cherry popsicle, icy, cold, freezing
Loves on his gums now that he is teething
Got a wee-wee piss, lay them by the door
Nasty Little shits he dropped them on the floor

Sunshine
Are you outside?
I am a simpleton by choice
Not speaking to hear my voice
Sunshine
Why are you sleeping?
Gotta get outside

Oh Yeah (Foxy Brown)

[Verse One]
I'm the most critically acclaimed, rap bitch in the game
Coast to coast, stash the gat in holster girl
Dark skinned, Christian Dior poster girl
Mo' rockin Timbs bitch and the Gucci loafers girl
Niggaz say I'm too pretty to spit rhymes this gritty
** y'all thought? Be dancin around in suits like I'm {Diddy}
Pretty, show niggaz how we run this city
Respect my name, Boogie nigga, stay in ya lane
Like The Hurricane, rains on bitches like Sugar Shane
And dare one of y'all rappin chicks to mention Fox name
"What's Beef?" Beef is when bitches think it's sweet
See y'all frontin in the streets and let my gat meet ya

1- Why Yoooooooo, Why yo yo yo
Why Yoooooooo, Why yagga ya yo
Why Yoooooooo, Why yo yo yo
Why Yoooooooo, Why yagga ya yo (yagga yo)

[Verse Two]
Check, uhh
It's like I'm in my own **in world, I speak how I feel
Sometimes I feel like I'm just too **in real
I love to stack riches, no disrespect y'all
I respect the rap game, but I don't ** with rap bitches
I'm speakin from my heart
It's not that I'm too good, I'm just hood
Been like this from the **in start
Since I bust my gun in ninety-six
Y'all never see me flick up with them fake-ass chicks
Bitches smile up in your face, turn around and pop shit
You a industry bitch, I'm a in the streets bitch
I might breeze through Prada, Chloe or Tiffs
But, other than that it's just me and my six

repeat 1

[Verse Three]
I dream filthy
My moms and pops mixed it with the Trini' rum and whiskey
Uhh, proper set off
Six sped off, gats let off, I speak calm
Gangsta, and pours off like Screechie Don, bwoy
Who y'all know rock Prada like Fox
Pop bottles in the back of the cellar with Donatella
Cartier wrist wear, Pasha Kay face
Got niggaz stand in line just to get a sneak taste
Act like y'all don't know I keeps gat beneath waist
And like a hundred thou' each crib in each safe
When Fox come through she have a gun in the place
I'm like Marion Jones, what, who the FLUCK wan' race?
Listen, never trippin, never catch Brown slippin
**, y'all only nice around mics like Pippen
Shit, to all my thugs that's Blood'n or Crip'n
I'm still shittin, still lowridin and switch-hittin nigga

repeat 1 - 2X

Boogie Down (Beenie Man)

Intro:
Yeah...

Chorus:
Woman a scream and a boogie down pon di dance floor
A ask di selector fi more
Compultory mek yuh hear a shot bus' fi sure
Because di place full up a hardcore
Man and woman have fun although wi poor
Nuff mouth get fed and gun haffi store
How di hell yuh fi waan' only mek noise when a music mek nuff skull nuh bore ?

Verse 1:
Ask them!
Have you ever tek a tracks dung a Brayton...
Fi hear Classics sound a boogie down?
Di same people politics operate music mek dem all gather round
Well, yuh nuh si this dancehall business gone to zero
Every champion sound ina di business tun disco
Yuh nuh have nuh more King champion sound outta road weh a play weh fi bus nuh more hero
How some guys wonder how yuh hear bout Johnny Ringo?
A from Gemini and di Great Volcano
King Jammy's, King Tubby's, and Heat Wave, dem deh sound come bout as dancehall hero... but

Chorus

Verse 2:
Well hey...
Mi nah watch no face
I will turn down di bass
But music haffi ina di place....yes
Poor people get vex
'Cause wi done mark wi X
No music, no election nuh flex
Hey....
This is di way Government respond
After reggae music just tek over France
Poor people media and food for substance
Check Sunsplash for instance....but


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