Wednesday, June 14, 2006

KottenMouth Kings

Dogs Life A-G

The life I lead is the life of a dog
I may have fleas but I run our yard
I see those clones looking down on me
But unlike those clones this dog is free
Oh lord it's a dogs lifeOh lord it's a dogs life dogs life
I'm feeling kinda
....It's bubbling inside meStraight up it's a dogs life
Way way waitStop that track
Lets rewind retrack pull slack and roll back
To the days when I hung with G-Mack
You got to face factsSo relap
Yo what about G-Mack?Man it's homey Elo Man it's cousin D-Loc
Moved into his houseAnd we didn't wanna be brokeSo roll some smoke
I wrote rymesDecided way back that we had good timesAnd we drank brews
We shot boozeBoth got ladies
And broke the rulesWhether I snooze my squeeze
Clean my slateAnd like a dog shouldYo I pissed on his plate
Man I' lovin southern Cali CaliDrinkin brews in the alley
Just holding down the stages from Diego to the valley
Bustin' up my car
We gettin' liftedAs I fly goin' big at Snow Valley?
Oh lord it's a dogs lifeIt's a dogs life
Oh lord it's a dogs life dogs lifeI'm feeling kinda
...It's bubbling inside meThe life I lead is the life of a dog
I may have fleas but I run our yard
I aint no slave to a suit and a tieNo ratfaced clone I'll never be that guy
I aint caught up in some savage career?
I'm living in love lord not in fear
I see those cloneslooking down on me
But unlike those clones I man is free
Save the bone for the clonesMy mentals homegrown
I'd rather be myself than live my life like a drone
If you got a job here's what i say
You'll be off to work and I'll be on my way
Skate a pipe or go dirt bike riding
You'll be punching clocks
And I'll be grinding and sliding50-50 grinds can-cans and knack-knacks
It really don't matter cause I roam with the dog pack
Ohla in stylee these make me
...My satisfaction when the crowd gets smiley
Behind me chanting KottonMouth
KingsThrow me on stage busting rymes blowing ringsI'm feeling kinda
....It's bubbling inside meLord have mercy forgive me for my sins
I live the dogs life so how do I begin
I aint never had a dope track to write a dope rap
I started with the broke pack
Then I handled thatNo full track to playback
Just my ghettoblaster I ball grip with D-LocThen the mic I master
Imagine I go to work on a Monday morning
While I contemplate lord what I'm doing
I might go surfing or write a song insteadI might
.... or Even go back to bedOr call down to XlandMy true bred friend
Flash the latest dub from theToo Rude album for you
He is the man but me stylin'But then now we're the KottonMouth Kings up on theToo Rude rythm

Thursday, June 01, 2006

Damian Lyrics

Where is the love Am Em

You said that you love me Oh what happened to the love You said that you love me
Oh what happened to the love

VERSE And there is a rather large population Of hole sale suppliers
Dat might as well hand out fliers
Some gyals nowa days give you
Faster than preyers And there is no love
Mama always told from the age of ten
She can't be my girl If she canÕt be my friend
Fi think some gyal love man
Just for money for spend I'm hurt my love What about di youths dem
Weh love fi breed off the girls And still nah care for da youth dem
Wahapn to the boots dem And hear wah mek go worse
Nuff a dem did have and nah use dem Fire fi di bait who love using the girls
So friend can congratulate dem Rasta nah rate dem When dem abusing di girls
Gun shot for bwoy weh ah rape dem

CHORUS Some gyal like the hour of talking
Before dem will mek you shoot it
Meanwhile some gi ya anywhere the car is parking
Some only when secluded
Well some gyal put themselves on the market
Pum pum fit to suited With di more expensive packages marking
Batteries not included Some bwoy shoot wild like machine gun cupid
Just cause dap and doop did And still don't have no one to call there own
Don't you think that's kinda stupid Some bwoy have dem weak
And that's why dem can't refuse it And dem think with dem john every day of the week
Well some fool better mind dem loose it CHORUS

VERSE (Eve) CHORUS
VERSE How some gyal head so light
It must the altitude
How some gyal get so bright
Within their attitude
Why some gyal wanna wuk
Down the multitude
Don't they know their the mothers of
Respect to the ladies weh care the youths
and all of the ladies weh bare the youths
single parents wid no one to contibute she goin 5 months and over aahhhhhh
all of the ladies weh face the truth even when belly bigger than a pumpkin fruit
and still no one there yet to contribute she goin 9months all over aahhhhhh
why some parents don't hear di youths why some parents don't prepare di youths
and why some parents must fear the youths from all ten years and over aahhhhhh



Lyrical 44 Gm

I neva wonda why so much ganja reach ya
And dem a wonda how so much conquer feature
Blunt dem so big a must fi bun it Bob and Peter
Teach it like a teacher preach it like a preacherPut you in a fever
Pussy couldn't style mi up plus no under achieve
Gimme di rizla gimme di cup and a couple senorita
Jr. Gong di veteran a trouble when mi reach ya
DJ fi fi fan dem inna Grandtsand and di bleacha
Jumpin off on di truck, you best believe yah
Babylon a smell skunk and couldn't get mi neitha
Well ever since a likkle ghetto yute dem get mi crippled
So mi know seh babylon dem a go get a weopen
Everytime when we hear some politician trippin
When a di big ting promote I'm right there wid di clip in
So just smile now yuh flip yuh likkle flippin lippin
Got a big forty five it's trigga finga lickin
Then mi buck up yuh face so far yuh don't know what's happenin
Dem wonderin how yuh get so slim it's like yuh fat and go gym
Get mi girl inna mi cabin and mi cabin stabbin
It is slappin jappin dappin it is non stoppinHey!
No pork caan cook inna mi kitchen
If a gal try dat she's a dead pigeon
Well woman a tear off mi pants stitchen
Natty dreadlocks inna di benz and have recline switchin
If a bwoy nuh like dat him may end up missin
Rastafari dun tell yuh don't listen




Welcome to Jamrock

Welcome to Jamrock, camp whe' da' thugs dem camp at
Two pounds a weed inna van back It inna your hand bag, your knapsack,
it inna your back pack The smell a give yah girlfriend contact
Some boy noy notice, dem only come around like tourist
On the beach with a few club sodas Bedtime stories,
and pose like dem name Chuck Norris And don't know the real hardcore
Cause Sandals a no 'back-to', da thugs Dem wi do whe' dem got to
And won't think twice to shot you Don't make dem spot you,
unless you carry guns a lot too A bare tuff thing come at you
When Trenchtown man stop laugh and block-off traffic
Then them wheel and pop off and dem start clap it
With the pin file dung and it a beat drop it Police come inna jeep and them cant stop it
Some say them a playboy, a playboy rabbit Funnyman a get dropped like a bad habit
So nobody pose tuff if you don't have it Rastafari stands alone!
[Chorus] Welcome to Jamrock, Welcome to Jamrock Out in the streets, they call it murder!

Welcome to Jamdown, poor people a dead at random
Political violence, can't done! Pure ghost and phantom,
the youth Dem get blind by stardom Now the Kings Of Kings a call
Old man to Pickney, so wave unno hand if you with me
To see the sufferation sicken me Them suit no fit me,
to win election dem trick we Den dem don't do nuttin at all
Come on let's face it, a ghetto education's basic
A most a the youths them waste it And when dem waste it,
dat's when dem take da guns and replace it Then them don't stand a chance at all
And dat's why a nuff little youth have up some fat matic
With the extra magazine inna them back pocket
And a bleach a night time inna some black jacket
All who not lock glocks, dem a lock rocket
Then will full you up a current like a short circuit
Dem a run a roadblock which part thr cops block it
And from now till a mornin not stop clock it
If the run outta rounds a brought back ratchet
[Chorus] Welcome to Jamrock (Southside, Northside)
Welcome to Jamrock (East Coast, West Coast, huh, yo)
Welcome to Jamrock (Conwell, Middlesex and Surrey)
Hey! Welcome to Jamrock Out in the streets, they call it murder!!!
Jamaica Jamaica! Jamaica Jamaica! Now! Jamaica Jamaica! Yo! Jamaica Jamaica! Welcome to Jamrock, Welcome to Jamrock


Born To Be Wild

[Chorus] She said she's born to be wild And she can't be tamed
All she wants in life is fortune and fame So she keeps on moving
Moving right along Even though she knows Deep down inside
She knows something was wrong No idle jubee dem couldn't Cotch pon my pillow
Weh a love man for nike An ah love man for fila
Dat's not the ways of Anciento war gorilla Me rather den to save all my sasaparilla
On a lonesome breezy Sunday morning This maiden came to town
Me have to blick a sound How she so cute And plus so sexy and so round
Sunlight catch her skin and lord It good from head to ground
Next candidate me see wh fit Fi wear mi crown And such tender smiles amaze me
The way that she looks Sunday night She should be having my baby My baby
The pleasure was all mine Like yesterday news it's only for a time Always on the go
Cause she live a life ah crime She dont' want no man fi mind it
Di Muffin say dat he couldn't believe I was living so blindly [Chorus]

Well no Shandy Stricktly imported tequila Vintage brandy Skunk sensemilia
Rubies and roses Diamond collar Never check me for a money Nor a penny nor a dollar
She can't go to London Without visa Me can't biuld me spliff dem Without rizzla
Dem say look out the door And you know di weather Me start put two An two together
First class flights And she drinks the most expensive wines When she can't maintain Her lifestyle up on the minumum wages She needs the coil
And just like a stubborn mule I would tell that is all she's worth
Well tha smuggling and trafficking Of ilegal substances is her line of work
Me say a good woman ration Most of di gyal dem Get so caught up inna fashion
Love vanity Dem seem dem love it with a passion Start to used dem body
For some dirty profession Seem like dem need Spiritual supervision
Ital craft And a ital vision Righteous path And a righteous decision
Instead of di Materialistic religion Else there's gonna be Crash course and collision [Chorus]

Well the it's all history Me go up on a ends Fi chack a one jubilee
Di way she rub me down And make me feel so nice Me say haffi left
And go ah studio go voice Ayanna please stay home tonight
Ayanna please don't take that flight Smuggling di drugs weh dem supply
To di poor Destruction of my people Well then she's got to go
Tell her nah fi mix up inna Those drugs before She said she want fi go up on
A smuggling tour She missing gangsta parcel Dem say her skull fi bore
She don't have all di dollars Weh fi ever the score But she wanna run Her own drug store


Still Searching

Some gal in a twinkling of an eye Dem a ready fi come pull down me Karl Kani
Oh, come on now Tell me how can I Love a one dat really don't deserve me
Na try fi keep and na try preserve me Me's a boy could get whole heep a girl ya heard me
Many are called but only few dem worthy Body have to physically strong and sturdy
Spiritually balanced fi clean and purge me Mentally advanced fi always urge me
Read a couple books and challenge the clergy Read a couple psalms up in the morning early [Damian Marley]
Could you be so kind Then show me a sign I've been searchin' and it's so hard to find
Decent values with a decent wine Decent jubee running it down the line
Maybe it's my mind Maybe I'm blind Maybe it's the way that I've been spending my time
I'm still searching for a fine peace of mind Decent jubee running it down the line
A little child has grown And he'g got love on his mind
But what he'll never know A virtuous woman is hard to find
And dat's when she said She feels the pain
And she'll never fall In love again
So if you is a gal with whole heep of value
What a valuable nice and decent gal you When I get you I'll be glad I got you
Then stand firmly inna your life like statue Seen some old tings seen some young tings
Seen some little silly go and come tings Seen some one night just for fun tings
What an indecent piece of someting
Be so kind The show me a sign I've been searchin' and it's so hard to find
Decent values with a decent wine Decent jubee running it down the line
Maybe it's my mind Maybe I'm blind Maybe it's the way that I've been spending my time
I'm still searchin' for a fine peace of mind Decent jubee running it down the line
Some say that love is blind But he keep saying "Not This Time"
So all we need is love To keep his heart in line
But that's when she said Lord I feel the pain And she'll never fall In love again
You have some gyal ah come pon man premises
And ah fling up dat ting that's between di knees And ah fill up man head with false promises
Oh dutty bungle please Couldn't want to run that so fast with ease
Been there done that my main squeeze Is natural, simply natural
Could you be so kind Then show me a sign I've been searchin' and it's so hard to find
Decent values with a decent wine Decent jubee running it down the line
Maybe it's my mind Maybe I'm blind Maybe it's the way that I've been spending my time
I'm still searching for a fine peace of mind Decent jubee running it down the line

A little child has grown And he's got love on his mind
But what he'll never know A virtuous woman is hard to find
Cause that's when she said She's feeling pain It seems they have fallen in love again
That's when she said Lord I feel the pain And now they're standing in love again
So tell me ah when price tag gone pon ay nanny Gyal ah love man for Benz and ferrari
Little one eyed brethren weh name Omari Couldn't get no loving since him sell stary
Some gyal in a twinkling of an eye Dem ah ready fi come pull down me Karl Kani Oh, come on now Tell me how can I Love a one dat really don't deserve me


Stand A Chance

Where there's, more hungry mouths Than food to eat It's where the homeless Roam the street Where broken glass And broken dreams Are shattered and scattered Amongst debris Sufferation wrath And still they laugh And dream of a mansion Above the half
No one to speak Upon there behalf Now tell me do they stand a chance?
Where there's, more food Than mouths to feed Where you find those who Claim to lead
Because of all their personal greed They always want more than they need
They don't help those Below the half Instead they stand aside and laugh
As if it's all we'll ever ask When will they make a change? CHORUS
(Yami Bolo) Children lift your heads To the one
Who create the sun My children And your light will come shinning again
Show the world Jah love is okay When we rise and greet the sun
Lets give him thanks and praise

VERSE Illegal guns They roam the night In hungry hands
Waiting to bite The first sign of Any food in sight Youths in the dark
Searching for light Hard time they face Is not a choice Police curfew Is no surprise
And with no one To be there voice Do they stand a chance?
Where there's, more hungry mouths Then food to eat Where you find those who Claim to lead Because of all there personal greed They always want more than they need They don't help those Below the Ave Instead they stand aside and laugh As if it's all we'll ever ask When will they make a change?

VERSE Its like a punk never check Or dem did forget
Say a death We nature naughty Ah true mi go born uptown
Tell dem fools don't cross me That's only where Cindy brought me
And that's why they can't impress me With no boasty car
Me know dat ah kill dem softly And then they're not
Really even who they think they are They're not really moving crafty
Mi get fi understand Say them plan dem faulty Well nuff a dem a twenty And favor forty
Filthy rich big belly And hearty Di real Gideon will Be arriving shortly
Rasta nuh beat Binghi Drum we claatt it We live longer Cause we food nuh salty
We grow stronger And dem can't assault we So haile Rastafari love And exhalt it


Pimpers Paradise

she loves to party, have a good time she looks so hearty, feeling fine!
she loves to smoke sumtime shiftin'coke she's a laughin' when there ain't no joke
pimpa's paradise stephen: that's all she was now pimpa's paradise
that's all she was pimpa's paradise
that's all she was now pimpa's paradise that's all she was...

cause coke was her ting that when she first try was once a blue moon to once a blue sky
now she's wonderin who else wants to go buy she don't got no money and wants to get high story sounds familiar like born to be wild but she sillier not quite the same but shes similar a waste of mi saucy perilier used to look good in the videos now she look hideous now its broken crack pipes with lipstick traces walk the cold night red district places she seen more hotels than my tour suitcases or male customers than Old Navy's she love limelight more than John Swaybis seen more miles than I rent at AVIS she don't slow down then someday maybe she lost then she can't find her way to safety

check it out- she keep her head up in space like a satellite because she got an insatiable appetitie for stayin' out late night with all the parasites plottin on the way to cop a little piece of paradise her dignity the only thing that she could sacrafice just get the monkey off her back and she be back in like five minutes she stay on the move she looked smoked up, and stoned at the buildin refused all coked up alone she ain't even in tune and it's sad cause she ain't really have a reason to use she was a pretty girl cleaner than the board of health studied and enjoyed herself i don't know what drove her to aviod herself destroyed herself and took a taste of the yay and now she on the track while she wastin away it's safe to say she lookin for some place to stay whoever got a lil paper to play could get a slice of dis...

for no reason a seasoned spliff was the first thing one spring season while she out flirtin
now she season me and don't need rehearsin her skin get a beatin life is uncertained
ego need feedin now no one's mercy beneath the demons she's a warm person
when she's not fiendin, swearin and cursin behing the curtain she's really hurtin and
while her people don't even trust her at home di dealer dem bring and cook the rocks down
and she without sin will spark the first stone the feelin kicks in she's in the dark zone old friends walk pass goin bout their own as if she is someone that they don't know then the king of kings lift her off the flo saying life is a ting when you learn you grow

she rise and she fall like a star her life ride off like a car her face full of all kind of scar always with fist start a war she can't keep herself up to par she plays like a broken guitar she always want to take it too far although she a gwan make it too far she rise and she fall like a star her life ride out like a car her face full of all kind of scar always with fist start a war she can't keep herself up to par she plays like a broken guitar she always wanna take it to far mi wonder if she make it so far, wuoy