Soft & melancholic. After " We Wish you a Merry Christmas". Male ...Soft & melancholic. After " We Wish you a Merry Christmas". Male voice, piano & glockenspiel.
Soft & melancholic. After " We Wish you a Merry Christmas". Male ...Soft & melancholic. After " We Wish you a Merry Christmas". Male voice, guitar & harmonica.
The "Cigarillo" song, a famous radio commercial from the 60s/70's. ...The "Cigarillo" song, a famous radio commercial from the 60s/70's. Funky big band sound with superb drum break at the beginning of the song.
Kitschy. Onomatopoeia. Funny voice, electric & acoustic guitar, organ ...Kitschy. Onomatopoeia. Funny voice, electric & acoustic guitar, organ & rhythm.
Lyrics ... Explicit language. Hip-hop/Nu soul. Laid back. male vocal. female ...Explicit language. Hip-hop/Nu soul. Laid back. male vocal. female voice. BPM 92
THE LIGHT Lyrics by Mattic Parks and Astrid Engberg. Music by Oogo.
Fantastic (multiple repeat throughout song) Oogo Oogo Fantastic Chomsky
I be on the planet I be rocking that shit I be on the planet I be making them hits
MR. FANTASTIC
III beats from the words I speak It's the light from the uh…uh uh
Banka Wax Tailor Mr Gib Mr Fantastic
I be on the Planet I be rocking them beats We be on the planet we be making that heat We be on the planet and the style is unique
Our shit is big ocean and your shit is a creek On your territory I'm ah take ah leak let it all out Top high like Mt. Everest to the peak for you mountain climbers we be on the planet
Yea baby come and give me kiss on he cheek That is the style from beneath Underground, Underground from the PLANET
Get up in the morning black coffee milk is overdue pick up some old cassette set my feelings
I take my time says a friend of mine but I don't mind, I don't mind if I don't find They get to go
see me laying Think 4 yourself x2 Cause the streets don't seem gray when you're on my mind and when you know well I feel fine
How about you ?
Description of your problems Man I know it all connects Get up on the go You never going to figure out talking to everybody need to think for yourself I say
This mans there's dimensions you ain't tapped in yet. Got your focus all wrong but I bet The test is a classroom and you might fail win some lose some, it's all swell.
Description of your problems I know the next person need to get up on the go, got to get up on the, get up on the… You never going to figure out taking advice Got ah think, got ah think, got ah think for yourself allright.
Lyrics ... Explicit language. Old School Hip-hop. Male vocal. BPM 91.
False Kats
Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Blanka
(chorus) False Kats The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
Coming some where in this world were most kats can not see The maker of the music playing on your cd The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy While walking off the stage I know some kats that ain't liking me.
Calling out my name with that false in they game bullshitting with the talk posing vibes like lames Dames, they acting like they bleeding and they like it that way. It ain't no disrespect I just know what I say.
Come on dog before I put heat on you like Hubie rays We man about this shit why you acting all gay ? Most people they can hear me from the south to the bay. You just started your beats step the fuck out my way.
What moves are you really making ? None at all false kats making music and it sounds appal. So fuck y'all
I could talking bout you man. Your style stinks from your beats and lyrics and, we slap five, but top gate you not my man's Your epidemic smaller then a grain of sand. It's like trying cook rocks in frying pans with no kick up in your product I can't feel it and…
You big sissy, in this game you have no history So fall ….. Back ! All I see is false kats B All I see is false kats B All I see is those false kats standing in my face.
(chorus) You False What's up homie ? Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ? What you drinking on ? Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
You False What's up homie ? Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ? What you drinking on ? Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
False kats The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
Lyrics ... Ska. Song. Insistant with a touch of nostalgy. Horns & rhythm. Tenor ...Ska. Song. Insistant with a touch of nostalgy. Horns & rhythm. Tenor sax solo @ 1'42.
I runaway yeah runaway coz I don't like de game you play I runaway tryin' to find another way I runaway yeah runaway you made of iron and I made of clay I runaway Jackie go your own way!
I don't know what to say when I see Jackie play, I don't know what to say Oh Jackie you're no good, yes I'd go if I could I'd kill you if I could!
I runaway yeah runaway Jackie it's more dan I can pay I runaway you broke my heart dat day! I runaway yeah runaway there'll be no more us nor we I runaway Jackie why you did dat to me?
I runaway yeah runaway now you're just a memory I runaway but di virus 's still in me!
I don't know what to say when I see Jackie play, I don't know what to say I fell fe all your tricks just like a ton of bricks I fell fe all your tricks!!
Mi come wid Garlic to drop some lyrics an fi play some tricks we optimistic got big lickin stick call us atomic bionic ironic electric mi teach Lord Comic!
So me di group and mi troop gonna try to move your feet to dis old swingin' beat! mi got home afta de party tuesdee nite 1.30 mi found di doctor like a dog inna heat and mi darlin' talkin' sweet: "flip mi ova and bone mi doctor, push wood inna di fiya!"
Doctor! where's you manners? you no mo' mi fella so mi ran to mi gun an' shoot dem dung inna di cella!!
darlin' darlin never mi wid you roses are red and violets are blue darlin darlin mi no bagaboo darlin mi nah clean your shoe darlin darlin don't play dis song cya mi come first and you second 38 or 45 whatever di size and bye bye bye!
a likkle afta comin' from afar a rumble in di yard growin loud and loud mi run a di door mi open di door good gracious a yellow ting like a flyin' scooter mi decide fi meself to hopon and tell di driver "quick bredda quick black maria afta I!" but you know him turn to mi whatchaman di one and only Garlic Hooper! you know di trumpeter!!
funny lyrics and music is all I bring inna mi tree piece suit and ting! rememba me once inna di klubah made you sing and swing wid mi old darlin' ting! all ah got fi dat: 3 long years inna custody inna jail called "mercury" me keepa was a portugee him treated mi like a santapee and him lied like a pharisee but ah ain't got no fear di allmighty guide I down there I man smarter Skalipsoul is di highway robba I back on earth wid 15000 dollas!
Lyrics ... Calypso song. Carefree & joyful. Marimba & rhythm. Solo organ @ 1'33. ...Calypso song. Carefree & joyful. Marimba & rhythm. Solo organ @ 1'33. (Jamaica)
I lef mi mooma and A lef mi papa inna Sokodé I lef mi bredda and a lef mi sista fi di land of plenty I ran to di river di Kara river and A wash mi body deh I asked sweet Dora from Bassila "Gimme Illa glacé"
I'm from far lalalalala ah selema tumbé mama selema selema selema selema selema tumbe I am from far meyi afemé!
Ah miss mi fufu mi bredda Fofo and mi can o' Milo Samsamé Mango Bafilo Aneho di pickney sey "yovo!" ah miss Fafavi, princess Mawussi, Karin o memba me... nights in Togoville and days pon de hill, evryting cook and curry!
ah lef mi mooma and ah miss mi papa, mi hometown Sokodé ah lef mi bredda dear ol' sista oh carry mi deh run tell di river di Kara river I know mi go die deh mi cowry shell choker, I man joker, bro Yema pray for me
yes mi crown fell on di ground mi son but now I know I understand dat what goes up one day will come dung king one day begger next morn'...
life is no long quiet river/burn your soul like fiya! some say life is quiet river/who sey so is liar! life is such a long way to go/words bun dung like fiya!x2
yes mi crown fell on di ground mi son but now I know I understand dat what goes up one day will come dung king one day begger next morn'...
Lyrics ... Rock Steady. Naive & carefree song. Guitar & rhythm. Solo guitar @ ...Rock Steady. Naive & carefree song. Guitar & rhythm. Solo guitar @ 2'04.
So one more day, another night One more year without you God I'm so blue, honey I miss you So one more day, another night One more year without you God I'm so blue, don't know how old are you...
I mus' say if I had de money I could show you a better day but tings dem not so easy today ain't no fun inna di city from bad to worse everyday God I polish shoes, man I beg fi money tings dem so hard pon me!
ten years I livin' on de streets still don't know how to make ends meet tell me what do you learn at school do your new daddy tink I'm a fool? I'm dyin' to hear from you I still polish shoes and still beg fi money tings dem so hard pon me!
