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', everybodies 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; musik 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', everybodies 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 perspirations,

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:

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 basket-ball.

Get up inside and slide like waterfalls;

Gushing.

Pushing through a crack in a damn;

Tumbling.

Fumbling like the ball in your hands.

Touch down with a dance at the end of run.

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

Pause…

Hold for the light to change.

Now tell me if tastes like a candy cane?

Can I handle your merchandise?

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

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 gitty' up, buck if you need to scream…

Just, let me do the damn thang…

Chorus 3:

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

Can I feel it?

Can I Feel it?

Let me feel it.

Can I kill it like the blue bird girl?

I want to show you what I’m working with.

Touching your pearl.

Let you moan to the morning time cums with us.

Like a squirrel baby girl I’m just looking for =what? =

Push pops on your lips like the ice-cream man.

And I really want to feel you with more than my hands.

Touch every single part of you.

Inside out.

Tease and please every part of you.

Scream and shout.

Lady can I turn your whole world upside down?

I want to show you how to work it girl.

Just like Wow.

Bighting your lips.

Finger tips on this and that.

Touch me here and oooh lady.

Wow that’s fat.

More liquid flows than a starburst once you taste.

Not M&M’s in your hands but all on your =what? =

Face me.

Lace me with your tightest moves.

Now turn around baby.

Oh yeah that’s coo.

Chorus:

Can I feel it?

Can I touch you there?

Can I feel it?

Let me feel it.

Let me touch you there.

Can I feel it?

No regrets.

I want to =ugh=

Till the cows come home.

Now since you don’t live on a farm.

I can’t leave you alone.

The simple pleasure of a touch makes it all unfold.

I want to cum inside baby.

Out here it’s cold.

Can I see your face change like seasons =girl? =

Touch down like a tornado into your =world? =

Stir it up like coffee “said Bernie Mack”

Cream for me, give me sugar.

Oh, yeah, just like that.

Pace like track runners in long distance race.

We’ll find a rhythm on our own mile.

Let me chase.

See you touch walls like you got possessed tonight.

I guarantee all of me when I’m doing it right.

Lick stamps while I stick in the box to mail.

Check your fluids for the trip and all is well.

Touch-tone in the morning after all is done.

When you call me next time baby girl I’ll cum.

Chorus repeated…

We marinated on a sautéed fantasy.

Flames & Wicks, but like wax, babies ass melted onto paying the tax.

And in fact, we simmered in a passionate =oooh=

(Then what?)

Baby girl was wetting me up.

Man I was stuck between her peaks and the sunrise.

Letting her ride….

For time being till I caught mine.

(imagine that)

There I went, there I went, and then we came again.

(How long?

Man the last I checked the clock read ten.

It was getting late and the nighttime just came and went.

And work was still getting put in.

(Stop bullshittng)

Six in the morning Police at my door.

Black Bo!

Urban hang suite knocks.

At my pad door.

Keep it low!

Fa sho.

There we go, there we go, there we go

now we napped, crapped, brushed and ate

But my ladies at it again,

I can't stay,

cus gurl I'm on a paper chase.

Tryin' ta' getta' lump out heah'

Tryin' ta' get a lump…

I’m trying to get a lump out here.

I really want a Millie and some bread to spare.

“Where you gonna get it?”

Man right chere, right chere!

Spending time wisely and my energy fair.

I’m trying to get a lump out here!

I’m trying to get a lump,

Working “tree jobs” and doin it live.

Making my ends shake hands

Doin it all to survive.

I’m trying to do – more than get by.

With a plot and a plan - Destinations at hand,

Stacking my chips to be in the land…

Of the free - Leisure - time to see,

Grass grow greener – Trees get high.

And give relief a sigh.

I’m so tired of being tired.

Sick of being sick - Gold by the bricks.

I want it all like Warren – Shiiiiit.

Chorus:

I’m trying to make my ends shake hands with a plan and push myself.

A motivator.

I mingle and mix.

Network and fix.

Problems that seem big really ain’t a thang.

I’m staying ready like Sugar – Free.

I’m ready to bang.

Out of your speakers and spit a verse to get ya to buy, what you’re diggin and lovin,

Telling your chicken feed good bye.

I’m trying to get a lump.

You can respect or reject.

I just want you to move - groove

Sweat and get wet to this here.

Chorus:

I got a puzzle to solve.

I’m looking for a scheme through my dreams to ball.

Shot call; get in where I fit in.

I would love to fall…

Right into place.

Big faces and an aftertaste of doing it big.

Sprinkle all my loved ones with some bread for their kids.

Change the location of the place that I live.

Open up shops, restaurants, studios and shiiit.

Get my G homeboys into business with me.

Signing autographs up in VIP.

Chorus:

Keep the cream and the coffee; I’m million-dollar dreaming.

Leading the way.

Machete’s ready for the trails I blaze.

I want to fix some broken shit.

Pimp my dollars to stack mo’ chips.

I’m getting ready for lift off once I drop this hit.

“This is the lick”.

I’m letting you know.

Shake and blow,

And let the dice roll across the green.

If you ain’t bout it, then get off my team.

It ain’t about the chicken heads,

It’s about the chickenfeed.

Emph!

Chorus:

Needs and wants,

Money to front,

Hustling to make it happen.

Pulling stunts,

All on the hunt,

I got to keep it crakin’.

I won’t hide it; I’ll divide it when the time is right.

I wont be a slave,

In the land of the brave.

We breed at night.

I’m just trying to get my skrila, scratch, paper.

Emmm hmmm.

Put it where it needs to be,

So I got to see you all later.

Gators and playa-hats,

Look at that.

Time flies.

I’m Sho’ glad I spent my time and energy wise.

Chorus:

I struggle to struggle - Double to bubble,

Meaning I spend to get mo’.

Invest and get low.

Chasing my riches, my scritches, my skrill.

Doin what I got to do – for that dolla- dolla- bill Yall.

Fill Yall – time with schedules for dreams.

That means being bout it bout it.

You know what I mean.

Let go of my fears, for my regret is my enemy.

Can it be… that I’m scared of defeat?

I caint lose!

I chose to walk a path to see the wiz.

Handle my biz.

Yellow brick roads – Lions, Tigers, and shiiit.

My adrenaline flows.

I’m only human.

I map out a route to take.

Detours and foolish mistakes.

I still look up.

I shake and blow.

Now I’m rollin a hit.

Obstacles try to stop me.

But I wont quit.

Emph!

To Messages and party songs.

Something for ladies and gents.

G’s and cautious folk.

Let me present.

The formula

Like D-O-C

Focus your focals and take a trip… with whom?

Me Black B.

On a paper chase.

Rat race.

I gotta have a spare…

Tire for walking wires.

Tight ropes

Since I was a young one looking at the world revolve,

I had a pocket full of lent and an urge to ball.

I kept a job since I learned how to walk,

Sharpened my talk =up=

Got into trades,

And tried to cut down on fuck ups.

Peeped the situation the world was in.

Watched some loved ones go into the dirt some went.

Pursuing green bills at whatever the cost for means.

Questioned my ambitions and I had to sort through dreams.

What does it mean to me?

What would I do with some real bread?

Looking for peace.

I didn’t know – but I’m real fed…

=Up= with being broke and living in rags.

Watching so many faces drop and eyes with bags.