Shadows On The Sun
Brother Ali lyrics
Brother Ali lyrics
"Back Stage Pacin Lyrics"
Double Dutch Bus Lyrics
DOUBLE DUTCH BUS Frankie Smith Give me a HO if you've got your funky bus fareHO There's a double dutch bus comin' down the street Movin pretty fast So kinda shuffle your feet Get on the bus and pay your fare And tell the driver that you're Goin' to a Double Dutch Affair Fe Fi Fo Fum Well I'll be darn here it comes The Double Dutch Bus is on the street You'd better get of
DOUBLE DUTCH BUS Frankie Smith Give me a HO if you've got your funky bus fareHO There's a double dutch bus comin' down the street Movin pretty fast So kinda shuffle your feet Get on the bus and pay your fare And tell the driver that you're Goin' to a Double Dutch Affair Fe Fi Fo Fum Well I'll be darn here it comes The Double Dutch Bus is on the street You'd better get of
(verse 1)
Show promoter backstage pacin (Why is that?)
He's tryin to take control of his situation
He know damn well he ain't got the money I expect to have
So I'm stuffin all the backstage in my record bag
But that's what you get when you don't pay shit
Cause I can't pay my rent on free water and chips
And if free beer means payment is what you think
BK drank one and Ali don't drink
So produce the fetti, cheddar or whatever you call it
Go get your dough split and come the hell up off it
This is how I feed my family, so I'm not gonna forfeit
And if that doesn't get it, I'm gonna go for your wallet
Let me guess - the turnout wasn't quite what you expected
Let me guess - somethin that the club owner did wrecked it
Let me guess - it's hard to pack em in in this kind of weather
And nobody wanna come and party after 9/11
That's not a MP, that's a YP - your problem
You need to have this shit planned out before callin
This is not a game to me, dog, you stealin from my family
You just gon' have to understand me
Backstage pacin
(verse 2)
Opening act backstage pacin (Why is that?)
They tryin take control of they situation
But they mad salty cause they wore they fuckin matchin shirts
And the crowd didn't feel them and they went on first
It's the monitor, the soundman, it's the muthafuckin mics
Cats in this state are haters and the whole crowd's white
Don't sleep, your Wu-Tang impression is tight
And if blah-blah would have happened, y'all'd had em snappin
Let me guess - you and your girl had a conversation
Let me guess - she doesn't feel that you're being compensated
Let me guess - you've been rappin for a year and a half
And you mad brave when you get a little
Clockwork Lyrics
A monster used to chase me used to jump from the top of my stairs I used to sit in the rain on the wet leaves On top of the shed roof (if my mother knew) The clock on the wall has a good time with my time The rainstorming brainstorm is on its way The pale color of the door that's seen everything before But just from only one side No warning, h
beer in your assA monster used to chase me used to jump from the top of my stairs I used to sit in the rain on the wet leaves On top of the shed roof (if my mother knew) The clock on the wall has a good time with my time The rainstorming brainstorm is on its way The pale color of the door that's seen everything before But just from only one side No warning, h
At this stage y'all really need to show and prove
Pay attention, pay respect, pay homage, pay your dues
Be happy with your 20 minutes and your drink tickets
And go build your own scene if you think different
Hah, cause we ain't even triyn to take y'all shit
The Micronauts should have pinky rings to make y'all kiss
It's a road now, but who you think paved all this?
You're mad-face makin, you're lucky to be backstage pacin
Fee-fi-fo-fum
Watch out, muthafucka, hear the big Brother come
Like fee-fi-fo-fum
(Here it come, here it come, here it kiddy-come-come) (quote by run dmc)
(verse 3)
Brother Ali backstage pacin (Why is that?)
He tryin to take control of his situation
He's a million miles from home and his dick is on hard
And these girls are gonna make him prove that he believe in God
I'm haunted by
High Rate Extinction Lyrics
Reign over you another day Take all I can Slave to me there's no other way Break all I can Come and taste me Stay and praise me Take all I can while I burn you down Weak man Weak man You know you never will be free Come for you time after time and again Crawl with me Give me what I need from you Don't question why On your knees in front of me Weak man We
an overfriendly poetry chickReign over you another day Take all I can Slave to me there's no other way Break all I can Come and taste me Stay and praise me Take all I can while I burn you down Weak man Weak man You know you never will be free Come for you time after time and again Crawl with me Give me what I need from you Don't question why On your knees in front of me Weak man We
Who keeps showin me hip cause she know that she thick
And if I met her on the street I probably wouldn't look twice
But at a show with my ego on swoll she look like
A master at applyin Maybelline with thighs you'd love to lay between
Hair was fly with raving sheen, gigantic eyes in hazel green
Revealin just enough to let me know she got it
But concealin just enough to let imagination frolic
Let me guess - my poetry makes you feel so inspired
Let me guess - the way I play off the vibe makes you excited
Let me guess - you wanna go and party after the show
And you were hopin that the two of us could capture the flow
She like, "Come on Ali, it ain't nothin to dance"
By the end of the song, girl, I be rubbin your ass
And by the end of the night I might be fuckin you fast
Then my wife probably find a new husband and dash