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Thursday, January 7, 2010

Prefab Sprout - Paris Smith

Artist: Prefab Sprout
Music Album: Jordan: The Comeback
(Music Song Lyrics):
Little Paris Smith

Lovely name for a girl is Paris Smith

Baby Paris Smith

Don't repeat my mistakes Paris Smith

Paris : Any music worth its salt is good for dancing

Paris : But I tried to be the Fred Astaire of words

Paris you heard

Little Paris Smith one day you'll have a job

Yes Paris Smith

Baby Paris Smith don't you grow up a snob

No Paris Smith

Paris : There are benefits to syncopated motion

Paris : Which no high falutin' double talk can show - Paris

Paris : Any music worth its salt is good for dancing

Paris : But I tried to be the Fred Astaire of words

Paris you heard
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Prefab Sprout Paris Smith

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

10 Petits Indiens - Gueules CasseEs

Artist: 10 Petits Indiens
Music Album: 10 Petits Indiens
(Music Song Lyrics):
Ris !!!
Souris that qu' t'as des dents
Ca dure pas bien longtemps
Par ici les quenottes
Ris !!!
Ma foi fais-toi du bien
Avant d'penser à rien
Au fond à droite les chiottes
Un soir d'un pâle hiver
Dans un Paris désert
Tu auras froid et faim
Tu seras épuisé
Tu tendras les bras
Comme tu l'as fait déjà
Pour un petit tour de plus
Pour un petit coup en douce
Ris !!!
T'es encore dans l'arène
Deux bras ça c'est une veine
T'as presque l'air d'un con
Ris !!!
Tu manques d'inspirations
Pense à tous ces keupons
Qui attendent leurs camelottes
Rien ne peut plus te changer
L'aiguille a trop tourné
Ohhh c'est la vie
Rien ne peut plus te changer
L'aiguille a trop tourné
Ohhh c'est la vie
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10 Petits Indiens Gueules CasseEs

Saturday, December 26, 2009

504 Boyz - Yeah Yeah

Artist: 504 Boyz
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
(feat. Slay Sean, Young Blaze)

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah

[Master P]
Check my status, then check my name
You want to win give me the ball, the last play of the game
Cause I'm a big time baller, shot caller
From Uptown, got a house and a quarter
You wanna fight me, then bite me
Stop tripping cause your baby mama like me
We roll Benzes, Beamers, Ferraris
Then we smoked out our band new parlay
I'm like Randy Moss, throw me a pass
I'm like Belvin Davis, bout to bust your ass
Call me Austin Powers, cause I leave you groovy
I ain't R. Kelly, don't make no movies
But I'll freak you, won't beat you
You buck then I'll be the preacher
We in it, we winning
They can't stop the New No Limit

[Chorus: Slay Sean - 2x]
You wanna be me, we off the heezy
Catch me on the block, black V-Tweezy
You see the rims spinning, yeah we still winning
Who we be, the New No Limit

[Slay Sean]
Fresh out the hood daddy, look at the wood daddy
You see the neck you see the wrist, that's mad karats
Dog I'm past average, my lifestyle's lavish
Ya'll can keep the hood, I'm bout to jump it off in Paris
I got a lot of habits, love stacking cabbage
You ain't no where near my level son, don't get embarrassed
We push the hottest whips, we on that baller shit
We cop our jewels like rat, give me all of this
Bout that foolishness, bitch like a Jewish kid
I'm that dude in the club, with the bluest wrist
My whole crew is thick, you can not fool with this
I'm bout my paper, and I don't plan on losing it

[Chorus - 2x]

[Young Blaze]
Hey yo it's still me Young Blaze, still in the mix
You could catch me in a six lil one, still in the bricks
In that 5-0-4 flip it, drop the O
And you left with that four-fifth, cocked at your do'
I'm country so I talk slow, walk even slower
Sip henny in a pickle jar, chickens in a Rover
Yes sir, got Seawoodson's on the truck grinning
Like if I could stop blinking, maybe they could stop spinning

[Chorus - 2x]
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504 Boyz Yeah Yeah

504 BOYZ - Yeah Yeahfeat. Slay Sean, Young Blaze

Artist: 504 BOYZ
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah

[Master P]
Check my status, then check my name
You want to win give me the ball, the last play of the game
Cause I'm a big time baller, shot caller
From Uptown, got a house and a quarter
You wanna fight me, then bite me
Stop tripping cause your baby mama like me
We roll Benzes, Beamers, Ferraris
Then we smoked out our band new parlay
I'm like Randy Moss, throw me a pass
I'm like Belvin Davis, bout to bust your ass
Call me Austin Powers, cause I leave you groovy
I ain't R. Kelly, don't make no movies
But I'll freak you, won't beat you
You buck then I'll be the preacher
We in it, we winning
They can't stop the New No Limit

[Chorus: Slay Sean - 2x]
You wanna be me, we off the heezy
Catch me on the block, black V-Tweezy
You see the rims spinning, yeah we still winning
Who we be, the New No Limit

[Slay Sean]
Fresh out the hood daddy, look at the wood daddy
You see the neck you see the wrist, that's mad karats
Dog I'm past average, my lifestyle's lavish
Ya'll can keep the hood, I'm bout to jump it off in Paris
I got a lot of habits, love stacking cabbage
You ain't no where near my level son, don't get embarrassed
We push the hottest whips, we on that baller shit
We cop our jewels like rat, give me all of this
Bout that foolishness, bitch like a Jewish kid
I'm that dude in the club, with the bluest wrist
My whole crew is thick, you can not fool with this
I'm bout my paper, and I don't plan on losing it

[Chorus - 2x]

[Young Blaze]
Hey yo it's still me Young Blaze, still in the mix
You could catch me in a six lil one, still in the bricks
In that 5-0-4 flip it, drop the O
And you left with that four-fifth, cocked at your do'
I'm country so I talk slow, walk even slower
Sip henny in a pickle jar, chickens in a Rover
Yes sir, got Seawoodson's on the truck grinning
Like if I could stop blinking, maybe they could stop spinning

[Chorus - 2x]
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504 BOYZ Yeah Yeahfeat. Slay Sean, Young Blaze

Monday, December 7, 2009

Les Vrp - Les Auroles

Artist: Les Vrp
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Bienvenue en Picardie
Des vacances toujours russies
Venez respirer le grand air
Derrire la centrale nuclaire
Bienvenue en Picardie
La cote d'Azur a moiti prix
Plus de place dans le camping
Il faut dormir sur le parking
Onze mois de l'anne
Passe passs travailler
Un repos bien mrit
Vive les congs!
Congs pays!
Accident mortel
Porte de la chapelle
La caravane est ruine
et la grand mre est (couic!)
Enterre!
Oui enterre en Picardie
Enterre en Picardie
Fini les vacances pour Mamie
Elle qui aimait tant les fleurs
Elle a d'la chance dans son malheur
Enterre en Picardie
C'est le bonheur pour la vie
Pas de problme pour l'enterrement
L'assurance marche... a 100%!
Apres le cimetire
Un bon plateau d'fruits d'mer
Au restaurant du port
Peut tre qu'on a eu tort
Sur la plage aprs midi
Le doute n'est plus permis
On cours a la pharmacie voila la pluie
Quel ennui en Picardie! (x2)
Quel ennui en Picardie
Pas de soleil aujourd'hui
Les journes ne sont pas si mivres
Aujourd'hui on a de la fivre
Quel ennui en Picardie
Il faut rentrer sur Paris
Plus que six mois de calvaire
En attendant...
Les sports d'hiver en Picardie!
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Les Vrp Les Auroles

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Perret Pierre - Lily

Artist: Perret Pierre
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
Paroles et musique : Pierre Perret
(c) Éditions Adèle

1 On la trouvait plutôt jolie, Lily
Elle arrivait des Somalies, Lily
Dans un bateau plein d'émigrés
Qui venaient tous de leur plein gré
Vider les poubelles à Paris.

Elle croyait qu'on était égaux, Lily
Au pays d'Voltaire et d'Hugo, Lily
Mais pour Debussy en revanch'
Il faut deux noires pour une blanche
Ça fait un sacré distinguo

Elle aimait tant la liberté, Lily
Elle rêvait de fraternité, Lily
Un hôtelier rue Secrétan
Lui a précisé en arrivant
Qu'on ne recevait que des Blancs.

2 Elle a déchargé des cageots, Lily
Elle s'es tapé les sal's boulots, Lily
Ell' crie pour vendre des choux-fleurs
Dans la rue, ses frèr's de couleur
L'accompagn't au marteau piqueur

Et quand on l'appelait Blanche, Lily
Elle se laissait plus prendre au piège, Lily
Elle trouvait ça très amusant
Mêm' s'il fallait serrer les dents
Ils auraient été trop contents.

Elle aimait un beau blond frisé, Lily
Qui était tout près à l'épouser, Lily
Mais la bell' famill' lui dit : "Nous
N'sommes pas racistes pour deux sous
Mais on n'veut pas de ça chez nous."

3 Elle a essayé l'Amérique, Lily
Ce grand pays démocratiqu', Lily
Elle aurait pas cru sans le voir
Que la couleur du désespoir
Là-bas aussi ce fut le noir.

Mais dans un meeting à Memphis, Lily
Elle a vu Angela Davis, Lily
Qui lui dit : "Viens ma petit' soeur"
En s'unissant on a moins peur
Des loups qui guettent le trappeur.

Et c'est pour conjurer sa peur, Lily
Qu'ell' lève aussi un poing rageur, Lily
Au milieu de tous ces gugus
Qui foutent le feu aux autobus
Interdits aux gens de couleur.

4 Mais dans ton combat quotidien, Lily
Tu connaîtras un type bien, Lily
Et l'enfant qui naîtra un jour
Aura la couleur de l'amour
Contre laquelle on ne peut rien.

On la trouvait plutôt jolie, Lily
Elle arrivait des Somalies, Lily
Dans un bateau plein d'émigrés
Qui venaient tous de leur plein gré
Vider les poubelles à Paris
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Perret Pierre Lily

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Chubb Rock - Black Trek IV - The Voyage Home

Artist: Chubb Rock
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
IntroChorus:

Ninety-two! The rebel comes back
I wanna go home, so won't you please go home
I wanna go home, so won't you go home
I wanna go home, so won't you please go home
I wanna go home, so nigga go home

Verse One:

Yo, it's burning in Paris, Demaris, the madness, I've had this
The sadness, even Gladys, lost her Pips
It means it's time to make a trip to Johannesburg
I don't care -- what the word is about
Cause my history has to spout
From all over the land while I eat some trout
Cause America, my motherland ain't hearing ya
If I can catch her, Thatcher damn I'll use my Derringer
Political polls calls for death tolls, bullet holes
Wolves in the fold
The sum can't be greater than the whole
But many have died -- died while they cried
Pearl Harbord ninety-two, that's the idea
I mean Port Natal it's right there
The revolution won't be televised this time

The schematics draw from the mind
Besides physical we need mental fighters
For the destruction of the vipers
The coffee without the sugar and the cream is too strong
And we're back where we belong

Chorus

Verse Two:

The winners, legends or beginners
Get on the scene and then they turn into sinners
Yes they say they're a born again christian
read a bible but they're really on a mission
That's hostile so sing your gospel
Check the region of the first man fossil
Plain truth embedded in hieroglyphics
The specifics of american civics get real sticky
Rap has put it back on track
With hard core conscious rap
But magazine fiends aim for the gut
What should I do? Keep my mouth shut?
Hell no! The editor scandal
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Chubb Rock Black Trek IV The Voyage Home