Sweet Dew Lovin'

V1:

I’ve been thinking bout’ your troubles…

And I wanna’ lend you my hand…

But I gotta’ start with loving’ me gurl,

Cause sharing that with you is so damn grand.

Chorus:

Kisses – Hugs- with sweet dew lovin’

Mornin’ – Wake up, a brand new day.

I’ve invested part of me

So I gotta’ walk this way…

Walk this way a ay aye…   Walk this way a ay aye…

Walk this way a ay aye…   Walk this way a ay aye…

V2:

Cracked glass pieces in my head

Carefully exploring shreds

I’m so glad you read my thesis

Synthesis the peace with reason

Open heart, yup it’s still beatin’

Walk away and gurl that’s treason

Open heart, yup it’s still beatin’

Walk away and gurl that’s treason

Bridge: (Roller Coaster)

V3:

You are the only one my mind and heart receive

Through reception that’s been cloudy

My Heart Si i ii ings

Yes it duh uh uhs

AND You… got me checkin’ my ole bags right at the do ooor

Open up the box with bruises and explore o ore

Come on ii iii in

Chorus:

Kisses – Hugs- with sweet dew lovin’

Mornin’ – Wake up, a brand new day.

I’ve invested part of me

So I gotta’ walk this way…

Walk this way a ay aye…   Walk this way a ay aye…

Walk this way a ay aye…   Walk this way a ay aye…

There'z a bomb on the plane!

There’s A Bomb on the Plane!

There’s a bomb on the plane!

There’s a bomb on the plane!

Kodabo aka Kobain:
There’s a hit in the sky!
Screamed why…Me?
Naw, naw, can’t do that.
I’m an old school trophy.
I dig that, but I’m thinking, but it didn’t work that way…
Peep the situation!
Some crazed cat said he had something strapped to his back and his chest-plate and not to make his fuckin’ day.
A nigga thought he was bluffing, so I asked him to see the explosives, so he exposed them.
It wasn’t a bluff card.
I paused…waited and thought, “what would MacGiver do?”
Plan 2, rush the fool.
He just hit a flight attendant too.
What am I to do?

Chorus:

I came to my senses.
Muttered under my breath, “man this is ridiculous.”
Took a stand. Looked at the crazed man deep through his eyes and seen his soul.
He knew that ‘it was on’.
He only had a couple of seconds to protect his thrown.
He didn’t make it though.
I’m thinking, “If I was fast enough for the hit…”
Soon as I thought this…TURBULANCE!
Threw him off of balance.
I got kids, trying not to get my tupee split.
It’s the worst that can happen thirty-five thousand feet in the sky.
No one wanted to die!
Atiim aka Black Bomani aka Blackulah:
I woke up early and I’m ready for a leap of faith
Into the skies…
I’m packed and ready to leave the gate.
The vibe is stale and everybody’s looking strange.
And I can’t put my finger on
it.
But that’s okay
It’s a sunny day
And I’m ready to leave.
Lift Off!
From the runway
The most dangerous part of a flight
At least I hope
But heeeere we go
Nose up
And I’m looking out my window
10 minutes pass.
The seatbelt light turned off
And I’m ready for some coffee,
Or maybe a beer?
I don’t care.
Man it’s cramped in here!
And then I heard a cat scream…. LOUD & CLEAR
“There’s a Bomb on the Plane…
“What the fuck?”

Chorus:

This is a muthafuckin shame!
Is this really happening GOD!
=What the hell is going on?=
Today I didn’t beat the odds.
Now should I accept my fate?
I can’t do it!
We won’t all die in vain
I won’t complain.
If it’s time to go...
Then man I’d rather go out fighting.
The plane shifts and dips and people cry and scream
This all a damn shame like it’s out of a movie scene
We’re headed for the White House
Although I can’t stand the games,
I can’t let these highjackers rain down the pain.
So we rushed em all and now were headed for the dirt instead
Today’s a really good day to die, and I’m already feeling the red.
I’m a second-class citizen…. But today I’m first class dead.
It doesn’t matter if there’s a bomb cause their cause ain’t fed.

Chorus...

FTS!

Chorus:

They're… First in this game of war...

With hands out and asking for...

More from the peasants,

You are.... We are the damn poor.

Taxing is all we get…

I see and say that’s it…

We got to raise up or voices and say

“FTS!!!”

It ain’t gon’ get no bettah

It’s only getting worse.

So check the lyrics I'm speaking

up in this stolen ’ verse.

Repeat Chorus:

Verse 1:

It’s like aerobics when it reaches your brain…

Trying to maintain,

feeling like (man) I’m going insane.

Nothing to gain; only to lose,

paying my dues.

And I only have one damn choice to choose?

I can prove what I’m made of or give up now.

Follow directions and give in or blow up Pow!

But y'all jus' want to see me burn.

Handcuffed and stuffed while you take your turns.

44% push me into jailhouse blues

Or put me on a slab with the rest of my crew.

Uncle Sam wants to see me because he started some funk,

But I punched him in his belly and I started to run.

He swears that he loves me and he’s sorry too.

But I’ll move to Jamaica to escape the fool.

I love my Uncle, but what’ll I do?

X said it’s the chickens coming home to roost.

Twins born into money and they passed away.

It makes me wanna' hollah' like Marvin Gaye.

But now I have to wave a flag and fit in or get laser tagged.

I don’t think that I’ll stand a chance.

Put me in fire camp?

Workin' on the railroads like back in the days

and Wait in the water children the trains coming this way.

The witch-hunts on, and you can dance…

Point the finger in a trance “Yo, Crucify him!”

The witch-hunt is on, and you can dance…

Point the finger in a trance, “Yo, Crucify him!”

Chorus 2x’s

Verse 2:

I was stuck to a cross, bleeding out of my hands,

out of my hips, out of lips came out “Shit!”

Excuse me Lord, but you can understand this.

I asked for some water, and they gave me piss.

I’ve been treated like a third class citizen,

and they only pay attention to my human sins.

But if I had a silver spoon, and some bread to spare,

I could get us off this hook and into anywhere.

They think this place is gon’ last forever,

Arrogant and proud…

“Hey, up there! How’s the weather?”

Like O.J., everyday feeling the pain.

Laugh now, but we're all going to feel the rain.

Innocence lost and it’s all a blessing dude.

I don’t mean to be an ass, but I’m telling the truth.

For the money, bombs drop for an allies share.

Don’t forsake me! Take me! I don’t care.

One tree burns down and the seeds will grow, Over your head,

but I had to let y’all know.

Who the hell you getting news from? What’s the real?

Who is the master of your slavery? Paying your bills.

Bow down to a pagan God, crisp and clean.

Repo if you don’t or Banks will lean.

While I’m up the dead tree hanging around,

I can tell you what I think, I don’t care how it sounds.

Chorus 2x’s

Verse 3:

No child is left behind, let me remind you.

They spend the school year blind.

Testing takes time fool.

No formal education.

Formally dumb to nation.

Ignorant no skills taught or learned for graduation.

R-O-T-C for the kidz, Uncle he wants his soldiers.

Narrow the options and shit…you’ll be the front line holder.

For filthy politics

For greedy blood shed too.

Stuck to his fly paper script, and now he’s watching’ you…

I see the general plan cause y’all I’m from the bottom

I listen to all the leaks that drop from top (boom!)

Yo, They got em.

Look at the mystorys

It’s a funky puzzle

If you can speak it… The Truth!

Then you gon’ need a muzzle

OR target on you head

The boat is not to be rocked

But with participation

The crowd is not to be stopped.

Chorus 2x’s

They're… First in this game of war,

With… Hands out and asking for,

More from the peasants, You are!

We are the fucking poor.

Taxing is all we get…

I see and say that’s it…

We got to raise up or voices and say man, “Fuck that shit!!!”

It ain’t gon’ get no bettah before it gets the worse.

So check the lyrics I speaking up in this prophetic verse.

You!

You!

Verse:

We spit flows like they chose, and now they’re choosing again.

Drop beats from a master with the tune of the Zen.

Use spreads to paint pictures like a Picasso piece,

and we gon’ party tonight while we’re in the belly of the beast.

There’s no Cease or Desisting when we’re aiming ahead.

Ridah’s go, we say fuck it if it’s green or it’s red.

You be too cautious like it’s mellow like the yellow while we’re painting your blues
Lookin’ for greens in towns we blow through,

So we can bless the microphones and slide across the stages.

Flip pages, maybe do a show out in Vegas.

Network through computers from a space of my own.

King on a thrown.

Do shows out in Europe, get paid and get gone.

Adding up the elements to blast right off.

Transcend the physical to crowds, spittin’ fires abroad!

Chorus:

You… don’t wanna’ see… (they ain’t ready) what y’all do to me inside,

So I’ve concentrated thoughts in words to let you…

You… don’t wanna know… (they ain’t ready) how we rock a show,

The musik goes up, the people clink glasses, they dance we all get down!

California Livin'

California Livin'

Performed by Dragon Spit 22 (Coming soon)

Verse 1:

Water, trees, birds, and bees, let me tell you what I see.

Long legs; short skirts; sunlight falling down to Earth;

Beach; and sand; people laughin', everybody's having fun.

Dive; swim; feel the wind; skateboarders, and joggers run.

Surf; boogies; dog's fetch; ladies make me break a sweat.

Sun tans, and lovely skin; hangin' in the park with friends.

BBQ and paper bags; bottles in the garbage can;

Sexy momma wit' her kids, lemonade fresh from a stand!

Chorus 1:

Let me tell you what I see

Tell you what I feel.

Let me tell you what it be...

pictures of the real.

Water, birds; ocean breeze, hanging in the Sun is free.

In the sand and in the Bay, having such a lovely day...

This California Livin'

Verse 2:

Tide pools; swirls; shades and heat; bottoms up; hot sand on feet.

Kites; hang-gliders off the cliff; ganja; smoking on a spliff.

Rastas; hippies; kids and fun; everybody loves the Sun.

Picnic blankets; P.D.A; holding hands in ocean spray.

lovers cuddle, hug, and kiss; music playing Marley hits;

Dancin'; running; ships at sea, Ain't no place I'd rather be!

BBQ and paper bags; bottles in the garbage can;

Sexy momma wit' her kids, lemonade fresh from a stand!

Chorus 2:

Let me tell you what I see

Tell you what I feel.

Let me tell you what it be...

pictures of the real.

Water, birds, ocean breeze; hanging in the Sun is free.

In the sand and in the Bay, having such a lovely day...

This California Livin'

Instrumental solos

Verse 3:

Water, trees, birds, and bees, let me tell you what I see.

Long legs; short skirts; sunlight falling down to Earth;

Beach; and sand; people laughin', everybody's having fun.

Dive; swim; feel the wind; skateboarders, and joggers run.

Surf; boogies; dog's fetch; ladies make me break a sweat.

Sun tans, and lovely skin; hangin' in the park with friends.

BBQ and paper bags; bottles in the garbage can;

Sexy momma wit' her kids, lemonade fresh from a stand!

Chorus 3:

Let me tell you what I see

Tell you what I feel.

Let me tell you what it be...

pictures of the real.

Water, birds, ocean breeze; hanging in the Sun is free.

In the sand and in the Bay, having such a lovely day...

This California Livin'

END

Deception

Deception

Performed by Dragon Spit 22 (coming soon!)

Verse 1:

People can't explain what they don't know, so a story's made up instead.

Lost in the middle of a lie and a truth, and it comes right out of their head.

Now you did this, and you did that, and the fib slowly unfolds.

Must sound good, but that story's a shame, cause it ain't one that you told.

Chorus A1:

Stories about you that ain't from you...

is what we call perception.

And if they all believe what they receive...

that's what we call deception.

Chorus B1:

Stories about you...

that ain't from you...

Is what we ca-all...

perception...

And if they all believe

what they receive...

that's what we ca -all....

De - cep - tion, yeah, yeah yeah.

Verse 2:

Now a one sided story, as the characters mix, only say what one observes...

So define all the pieces for a full review, one letter, word after word.

But it takes too long cause the people keep it movin'.

Mom and dad gotta' lot to provide...

So a short cutted stories gonna' do for the moment, so the story takes off and flies.

Chorus B2:

Instrumental Solos

Verse 3:

People wanna hear...

A little story with no proof.

Don't have to be substantiated...

It's a lie... that's called the truth.

Verified, and clarified,

it's on the up and Up it goes...

But the short cut is assumption,

and this is how the story unfolds.

Chorus B3:

End

Can of Wormz

Can of Wormz

Sample from radio show in Amsterdam ~

Host: "We need a little worm enlightenment."

Worm lady: "Yes, we're going straight into one of my worm interludes"

You've opened up a can of wormz...

You've opened up, you've opened up....

The answer is...

The answer is just what you've learned...

You've opened up, you've opened up....

The answer is...

Divasonic:

You've... Opened up a can of wormz

The answer is just what you've learned.

The seeds are planted I'm away.

The rain falls down on you today.

Someone walks up to shed some light.

The seedling grows to my delight.

You've opened up a can of wormz.

The answer is just what you've learned!

Atiim: YO!

I've opened up a can of wormz, now they all skwirm.

Well the lesson to be learned is a kink not a perm.

Mirror, mirror, things get clearer.

Push it all far away or get near hear uh'.

Sincerity is a gift and a curse.

Concentrated thoughts in a seed or a verse.

Of course that's if you open your mind,

and water and feed your heart this time.

Divasonic:

The dirt is where I love to play.

Down under where the hatchet lays.

Tilling wounds to break the shell.

Rootz as deep as I can tell.

Don't tamper with what's underneath.

The consequence is disbelief.

You've opened up a can of wormz.

The lesson is just what you've learned.

Divaonic:

ahhhhhh

ehhhhhh

ahhhhhhh

ahhhhhh

Atiim:

Mu, mu, mirror on the wall...

Mu, mu, mirror

things get clearer after all...

ca, ca, clearer

Mu, mu, mirror on the wall...

Mu, mu, mirror... On the wall!

things get clearer after all...

ca, ca, clearer... After all!

Mu, mu, mirror on the wall...

Mu, mu, mirror

things get clearer after all...

ca, ca, clearer

Mu, mu, mirror on the wall...

Mu, mu, mirror... On the wall!

things get clearer after all...

ca, ca, clearer... After all!

Atiim: Look!

Even if you open up, work remains.

Changed; rearranged game when you give it a name.

Same thang' when a can of wormz open the pain.

Reach roots at the bottom line using your brain, SPEAK!

Or evah' evah' hold your peace... signs!

but you gotta' STOP!

Press rewind!

Composte, multch, now it's time to cry.

Tilled dirt, when it hurts wormz multiply.

Pluck em', pull em', let it grow,

pull the weeds and take it slow.

Watch the sunlight turn ta' rain and fertilize what still remains.

Pluck em', pull em', let it flow.

give it time and take it slow.

Watch the sunlight turn ta' rain and fertilize what still remains.

Divasonic & Atiim:

You've...

Atiim:

Opened up a can of wormz

Divasonic:

The answer is just what you've learned.

Atiim:

The seeds are planted I'm away.

Divasonic:

The rain falls down on you today.

Atiim:

Someone walks up to shed some light.

Divasonic:

The seedling grows to my delight.

Divasonic & Atiim:

You've opened up a can of wormz.

The answer is just what you've learned!

Divaonic:

ahhhhhh

ehhhhhh

ahhhhhhh

ahhhhhh

Sample from radio show in Amsterdam ~

Worm lady: "Encourage your worm to emerge."

END

Sexy Silhouettes

Sexy Silhouettes

Verse 1:

Holding the image of beating hearts and perspiration,

The acts of making rain, sheets are soaked in our creations.

Sounds of liberation…

Tensions are at ease.

I want to fill you up with love anyway I please.

Take no time to second-guess this moment happens once.

Cease the situation gently, girl, have some fun

Let go; now we can... fly high.

If you don’t, then... why cry, inside; inside; inside?

Chorus 1:

Sexy silhouettes and silky sweat from being wet;

Heated passion; Foreplay; Kiss, the laughs, and talks I reminisce.

Sexy silhouettes and silky sweat from being wet;

Heated passion; Foreplay; Kiss, I touch myself and reminisce.

Kiss your lips and rub your hips,

Massage your back and feet like this…

Kiss your lips and rub your hips,

Massage your back and feet like this…

Sexy silhouettes and silky sweat from being wet.

Heated passion; Foreplay; Kiss, the laughs and talks I reminisce.

Verse 2:

Simple impressions of images created, kiss.

Tender eruptions of passions quoted from your lips.

Holding the image of beating hearts and perspiration.

The acts of making rain, sheets are soaked in our creation.

Let go; now we can fly high.

If you don’t, then why cry, inside; inside; inside.

Chorus 2:

Sexy silhouettes and silky sweat from being wet;

Heated passion; Foreplay; Kiss, the laugh,s and talks I reminisce.

Sexy silhouettes and silky sweat from being wet;

Heated passion; Foreplay; Kiss, I touch myself and reminisce.

Kiss your lips and rub your hips,

Massage your back and feet like this…

Kiss your lips and rub your hips,

Massage your back and feet like this…

Sexy silhouettes and silky sweat from being wet.

Heated passion; Foreplay; Kiss, the laughs, and talks I reminisce.

Bridge:

I know…

Somewhere we can…

Go now…

Somewhere we can…

Both smile…

Inside and out; inside and out.

Inside and out

Inside and out

Rap:

I want to slam it like a basketball.

Get up inside and slide like waterfalls;

Gushing.

Pushing through a crack in a dam;

Tumbling.

Fumbling like the ball in your hands.

Touch down with a dance at the end of the run.

If you got it, replay it till the game is done.

Pause…

Hold for the light to change.

Now, tell me if it tastes like a candy cane?

Can I handle your merchandise?

Squeeze you like I’m trying to get the starch out of rice

Tell me if my microphones on to blow.

The car needs to warm up, baby, so we must move slowly.

Let’s go to the moon in our rocket ship.

I just want to take a trip…

Maybe we can giddy up, buck if you need to scream…

Just let me do the damn thang…

Chorus 3:

Sexy silhouettes and silky sweat from being wet;

Heated passion; Foreplay; kisses, the laughs, and talks I reminisce.

Sexy silhouettes and silky sweat from being wet;

Heated passion; Foreplay; Kiss, I touch myself and reminisce.

Kiss your lips and rub your hips,

Massage your back and feet like this…

Kiss your lips and rub your hips,

Massage your back and feet like this…

Sexy silhouettes and silky sweat from being wet.

Heated passion; Foreplay; Kiss, the laughs, and talks I reminisce.

END

Seniorita

(Atiim Chenzira Feat. Stagolee & D-Jones)

Chorus 1: (D-Jones)

Seniorita, won't you come and dance with me.

Sexy woman, come and spend the night with me.

Seniorita, I love the way you spit your game.

Sexy lady, please tell me your name.

Stagolee: First verse

It was written all over you face,

you wanted to taste

the essence of reality I so properly laced

In your dome, it's grown, from late night sessions on the phone...

To making you shiver, while I make you moan and groan.

Let it be known that I'ma' feen

What I mean? I needs me a dose.

Give me my... brown sugar, two scoops, and dry roast.

Let's toast to what we have over a laugh and a drink.

Smoke half of this purple haze,

and let us wonder and think,

While I gaze into your eyes and rub you down on the mink,

I'm ready ta'...

start this chain on my family link.

So lets' dance I like the way you move them' hips.

Your succulent lips,

When aroused they sweat and drip.

It's a trip!

I never knew a love like this. ( love like this before.)

From the first time that we kissed, Sugar, Miss, I'll take it hand over fist.

There ain't no way to resist, when you put your love in a twist.

Girl I don't know what else to say, so I'ma' leave you with this...

Chorus 2: (D-Jones & Stagolee)

Come let me take you home tonight.

Come and dance with me

Take a chance with me

You’re a fantasy.

Girl, I really want to set you free.

Let me love you this evening till this morning light...

You’re a fantasy,

Come and dance with me.

Take a chance with me,

Seniorita, let me set you free?

Seniorita, won't you come and dance with me.

Sexy woman, come and spend the night with me.

Seniorita, I love the way you spit your game.

Sexy lady, please tell me your name.

Atiim Chenzira: Second Verse

Seniorita I see ya, from across the room while you’re sitting alone.

Looking so stunning but you won’t Condon,

Any conversation attempts made by suckas with drag.

You want a real thing baby and waiting it out.

While everybody’s off the hook you can do it without,

Leaving your senses behind when you get up out the house.

I walked up with a smile and hand to shake,

I introduced myself and wanted your silence to brake.

Your name is lovely and I took your hand across the room.

To the floor where we danced four songs we did it and soon.

You weren’t a wallflower and I deeply entranced.

I’m glad I waited for the right time lady to dance.

Your smile illuminated the dark room we both chose.

I suppose I can kick now – Our time unfolds.

Were you alone in the club? And other questions were slid.

Can we both go somewhere special, and that we did.

Sipping on coffee over conversation.

Living the night. (Come let me take you home tonight.)

You were a diamond in the ruff and I was an eagle in flight.

Now can we take our shared experience to a whole nother realm?

I want to do whatever’s clever.

But we’re gon’ meet again.

If tonight’s the only time we have to bond together. (Let me love you this evening till this morning light...)

I want to show you how we both cold spend a night forever.

Sexy lady you’re amazing and I’m glad to be

In your company, but come and spend the night with me.

Chorus 3:

Seniorita, won't you come and dance with me.

Sexy woman, come and spend the night with me.

Seniorita, I love the way you spit your game.

Sexy lady, please tell me your name.

Seniorita, won't you come and dance with me.

Sexy woman, come and spend the night with me.

Seniorita, I love the way you spit your game.

Sexy lady, please tell me your name.

End