The Ultimate Collection

by Funky DL

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This is the digital version of the 2008 double disc ultimate collection album by Funky DL. Never digitally availble until now, the album moves back ad forth through DL's huge catalogue and gives you 37 joints to take in from the Funky one!

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released November 30, 2013

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Funky DL is regarded as one of the most legendary and significant MC and producer to come out of the UK. Now globally known for delivering albums with both musical and lyrical finesse...

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Track Name: Only the Initials CM
INTRO
Just a little
Such a special girl

VERSE 1
I prayed to God that she’d call me (Please call me)
Beautiful from the day that she saw me (When you saw me)
Trying to get me to smile now she’s on me (Now you on me)
She had more character than everybody (Anyone yo)
Told myself I wouldn’t leave the party (Never leave yo)
Without her phone number but she starved me (Never gave it up)
She took my phone number then she text me (Beep, Beep)
Remembered when she spoke it sounded sexy (Real sexy)
Think we spoke again like in the next week (The next week)
Remembered when she grabbed and pulled my left cheek (Yo)
And my right cheek (Yo)
Trying to get me to smile so I politely did it (Yep)
She made me do it (Uh)
Then I told her I would visit her (I would visit her)
So visited her I was her visitor (Was her visitor)
She had me on lock like a prisoner (Cling-clang)
Then she said I’m kind of seeing someone (Who’s that)
Don’t know why but it was not a problem (uh-huh)
Went to get some food cos we were starving (Real hungry)
Chinese and we ate that, pulled out her purse
I said girl don’t sweat that
Quenched my thirst with Lemonade now I sit back
Thinking you my good friend! (My good friend)


CHORUS
I really love things just the way they are
You’re my shining star (word up)
And I wish that I could see you more
Just a little more (uh-yeah)
But I’m still happy that you’re in my world
Such a special girl


VERSE 2
Our relationship was quite clear to notice (Clear as day)
That nobody had no ulterior motives (Uh-huh)
It was just on what it was and what it had to be (Yep)
Plus the fact liked this other girl seriously (True yo)
Gave her the low down she told me (What?)
Don’t ever let no woman try control me (Never yo)
Don’t even matter if you feeling lonely (Even that)
She helped me to pronounce Cannelloni (With Spinach yo)
Went to visit her out in the continent (3 days)
3 days of my life and I was loving it (I was loving it)
When I saw her yo we starting hugging it was special (Uh)
She was cool and I was cool and that was just the issue (True)
Told her that I really liked her manicure (Fingernails)
Acting like I never saw her hands before (True that)
Told her she’s an angel but she’s troublesome (Troublesome)
But very sweet so I sent her bubblegum (Click-click)
We tried to give each other good advice yo (Good advice)
What can I really tell you she was nice yo (She was nice)
My best friend in the whole world (Best friend yo)
She’s my best buddy and my home girl (Best buddy, pal)
Just friends yo, that’s how it is uh.

CHORUS X 3
Track Name: Fantasy
INTRO CHORUS
It’s like a fantasy come true
Rock, rock, rock, rock, rocking the mic
Yo we’re rocking it
If only you know what you do

VERSE 1
Cold like Nitro and fighting with an extra tight flow
My shits for certain, all wack MC’s just hope they might blow
But that’s all right though, I’m chewing this while you just bite slow
You’re like four Jackson’s in the back I’m upfront just like Michael
I’m Like twin turbo’s you’re pedal footing like a cycle
My pen is overworked, you’re pen is laying still and idle
Because you don’t write much, I’ve got mad verses like the bible
You’re like a short wall; I’m towering just like the Eiffel
You’re like a slingshot; I’m blasting lyrics like a rifle
My shit is name brand, you’re shit don’t even have a title
You want to dis me and bring me down just to be spiteful?
Don’t give me stress son because after all just what did I do?
I didn’t do nothing compared to all the things I might do
I’ll make you mash up and I don’t even have to fight you
You’re kind of dim yo, even the sun could never light you
You’re wearing black yo, in a snowstorm I still can’t sight you
You’re just a doofus from the hood who tried to do what he could
To make his dreams come true and his life all good
But you took a wrong turning and you’re peoples agree
You made the biggest damn mistake trying to bring it to me

CHORUS
Let me see you clap your hands
You can tell its coming straight from the east
It’s like a fantasy come true
Rock, rock, rock, rock, rocking the mic
Yo we’re rocking it
You all sick of all these crap rappers
MC’ing thinking that they’re fat when they wasn’t
If only you know what you do
You might try but you can’t get close to

VERSE 2
I’m like a plane dropping bombs when I’m rhyme spitting
You’re rhymes aint nothing like a plane they’re like a pigeon shitting
And stepping in it’s own shit without realizing
You’ve got a small game plan but see I’m enterprising
I’ll turn 48 bars into cash for two cars
And I’m ill matter fact Stillmatic just like Nas
Gave you a hot Blueprint like Jigga
But you still couldn’t do what I do you’re just a dumb ass N*gga
You a pistachio I’m cracking on your shells like what
So put some ice down your trousers and cool off your nuts
And don’t twist me with them local cats
Them same cats who took a whole month to lay a vocal track
I’m supersonic and powered like a phantom mic
Ok you’re weak son no need to have a tantrum Aiiight
I said Aiiiight now you’re making me laugh
Because you’re looking at me funny like you’ve never seen that movie Shaft
A knucklehead from the hood who tried to do what he could
To make his dreams come true and his life all good
But you took a wrong turning and you’re peoples agree
You made the biggest damn mistake trying to bring it to D.

CHORUS
Track Name: I Love...
CHORUS
Yo I love the way you make me move (la, la, la, la)
I love it when you do what you do (la, la, la, la)
I love the way you make me feel (la, la, la, la)
So wake me up I’m guessing this is a dream (la, la, la, la)
(la, la, la, la… la, la, la, la)

VERSE 1
I love it when you choose to come round my way
Love it when you call me cos it brightens my day
Over and over girl you run through my mind
Very beautiful in other words you are fine
Every time I see you it increases a touch
Love the way you talk to me and such and such
Even when you angry you a beautiful girl
And I’m overwhelmed that you have entered my world
Never had the chance before to tell you these words
Never had the chance before but now it’s occurred
Everywhere I travel I’m reminded of you
Maybe cos I’m loving all the things that you do
Cos you very special and I’m telling you so
Lady let me tell you cos you probably don’t know
Every time I see you is it something I show?
I just wanna make sure you know what I know
Sometimes I’m thinking can this really be so?
Honestly it is and that’s just how it goes (yeah)

(la, la, la, la)

CHORUS

VERSE 2
I don’t even have much more to say on this matter
Listen to my heart because it pitters and patters
Obviously it’s the way I feel about you
Visualizing everything you do when you do
Echoing the words that go round in my mind
Lately I’ve been feeling it much stronger I find
Every time I stop myself from saying what’s right
And I don’t know where you’re at in your life
Needless to say that my feelings are here
Never really want my feelings to disappear
Every time I’m by myself I’m hoping you’re near
Must be that magic that you put in the air
Could it be I’m saying far too much for your ears?
Listen to me carefully and it will become clear
Each and everything I say is tailored for you
In a way you never thought but baby it’s true
So let me know if you’re working this out
Hopefully you’ll know what I’m talking about (for real)

(la, la, la, la)

CHORUS

OUTRO
Spinning, spinning, spinning, spinning
Track Name: Action Replay (239)
CHORUS
Everyday I kick back and sit back and relay
Sometimes its like action replay
And all my people say life aint easy
So if your rhyme or DJ
From the city high rolling or the PJ’s
All my peoples know life aint easy
Yeah my peoples know life aint easy
Come on

VERSE 1
Yo I was midnight marauding with my Tribe called self
Alone in my home thinking about not much else
But the things going on in my world
I want to say congratulations Leanne I heard you had a baby girl
How’s she doing? I’m sorry I only spoke to Aisha
Then started thinking about Charlene in Ibiza
How she called me, invited me to come out and chill
Then she waited for an answer so I told her I will
Plus my cousins stressed out, coursework aint on time
As we talked in the background I heard his clock chime
Every half an hour, me and Marie went sour
Communications died like an un-watered flower
Now Stixx and the Jungle junkies playing in clubs
I never came to show my support but still got love
Me and Terry- Anne’s talking now she’s making me smile
I had to ask her how’s she’s doing? How’s Kaliq? How’s Kyle?
How’s Karen? How’s your Mom now I’m talking to Samantha
I tell her quit smoking because it causes lung cancer
Blowing up her cell phone like all day long
I got so much respect for you never did me now wrong
Talked to Parris and Marilyn in New York City
And that girl in C-Town called Vicky is so pretty
Yo I came in the store and I saw you before
And I’ll never let no girl hypnotize me no more
Plus Ramos is trying to get (Q-) Tip on a track
Now he prefers to be called Kamaal The Abstract
Plus me and Jean Marc’s sitting writing a script
And I have to deal with so much other bits like…

CHORUS

VERSE 2
My brother’s wages get paid into my Halifax account every Thursday
Yo it’s like a different amount
Carla got a cold after my mom’s fashion show
Vanessa hit my crib but she really had to go
She had somebody waiting in a car outside
She was unable to drive so she got her a ride
Cobonotix came by and his hair had grown
Shereen didn’t answer the phone, I left her alone
Biggs called me to check if I had blood in my veins, air in my lungs
That’s why he’s a popular name in my phone book
JQ came through with his whole crew
Gave him some doe and said respect you rolled through
Esp called me when he touched down from Thailand
Yasmin had been there prior said it was wild man
Saw her in the abbey talked quick but left quicker
Spoke to Rayne imagined her face and her figure
Amal left for NYC lives in the Bronx
Versatile called me yo Sam see what he wants DL’s not here
Suggest you call back in about an hour
Tried to call Marie but felt things were still sour
Gave my uncle Allen a ring he rang me back
Told him on the phone that I was writing a track
About the things going on with my peeps right now
It’s kind of hectic and hard to calm things down
Then Dyanna rang me so I answered again
Told me she was out picking up a microphone stand
Put down the phone then I finished my rhyme
Closed my lyric book then I looked at the time, two thirty-nine

CHORUS X 3
Track Name: If I Had a Day to Live
CHORUS X 2
I’m ready to die and nobody can save me,
I’m ready to die and nobody can save me,
I’m ready to die, I’m ready to die,
I’m ready to die and nobody can save me.


VERSE ONE
If I had a day to live there’d be no chilling,
I’d be illin DL would play the villain,
Killing all these phony Mc’s that would be living,
Talking about how they wreck mics and got vision,
Play all my jazz albums make beats and think songs,
Tomorrow may be another day but I’ll be gone,
Funeral arrangements, strangers looking,
But never stopping, I’d take a limousine and go shopping,
Intoxicated with liquor and start smoking,
My heart would be sad but on the streets I’d be joking,
No need to lie many will cry,
As time goes by tell Stixx to play this song when I die,
Once for me twice for my family,
Three times for my peeps because it’s not easy,
Never doing nothing under cover,
I’d give all my assets to my brother and tell my girl I love her.

CHORUS X 2


VERSE TWO
I’ve got twenty-four hours to go my times near,
I’m feeling scared, my mind is feeling weird,
To calm my nerves I become a cigar puffer,
It’s getting rougher, why do I have to suffer?
I’ve got to live this day through it’s nearly over,
Making calls from London down to Oklahoma,
This day is Christmas and another birthday,
This day could be my best day and also be my worst day,
I’d rob the rich and give the poor some green (money)
Building sess (marijuana) with my DJ so we’re feeling lean (high)
Yo who wants to test me? You don’t want to stress me,
I’ll slap the face of any policeman, who wanted to arrest me,
Go to court the same day holding a can of Special Brew (beer)
If the judge wants to front he’ll get slapped up too,
Tell the jury F that if I see they have no sorrow,
At least they get to see tomorrow.


CHORUS X 2


VERSE THREE
My residence is the H.A.C. streets,
Plant trees in my memoriam for rhymes and beats,
Whichever is the taller then for that I’ll be blessed,
Listen to my tapes of (a tribe called) quest before they lay me to rest,
Make sure I ain't stressed and my mind is easy,
So my thoughts escalate to the highest degree,
I’d think about my people’s each side of the equator,
And the last word I’ll say is later (later, later)


CHORUS X 2
Track Name: Turntables Hate Me
VERSE 1
Check it, I’m from a place called Jazz does that sound insane?
I’ve got that head nodding shit that leaves your neck in pain
So don’t bring it unless you can withstand my streets
And don’t sing it unless you come correct with the beats
They say you live by the sword then you die by the sword
I live by the beat and the bass and the chord
So I’ll die by the beat and the bass and the chord
On stage with an audience who love to applaud
Yo I’m trying to make cheese the first rapper out here on five LP’s
But still they won’t give me covers on these damn magazines
They’re hating the D
When all I’m trying to do is be the best I can be
People ask me why I rap in an American voice?
Like I’ve got to do it your way and I have no choice
Further more do you question Glamma on his Jamaican grammar?
No you don’t you just accept it to be Ragga
So accept this to be hip-hop my man
"Moto sa wa ge" to my peoples in Japan
5 years crack snares bring it to your ears
If vinyl was for renting only you’d be in arrears
Yo because you’d never want to bring this back
Practicing your rhyme flow on this DL track
The most consistent artist in the UK or is he?
Turntables hate me because I keep them so busy

CHORUS X 2
Turntables hate me cos I keep em' so busy
Record after record yo' the people say "who is he?"
F-F-F-Funky (Who is He?) F-Funky DL
Funky, Funky, Funky, Funky


CHANT X 4
Turntables hate me cos I keep em' so busy


VERSE 2
I’ve got that Heartfelt Integrity, When Love Is Breaking Down
Classic Was The Day, One Another type sound
Now it’s Blackcurrent Jazz, people hating because I kept my foot on the gas
And steamed right pass yo
I’ve got the stamina, flash like a camera
NS10’s Yamaha, Classic like a Tamala
Motown recording who did the programming ha?
Sounding real Funky I’m the Funky examiner
DL the name you can’t forget to remember
Scorpio stinging because I’m born in November
Wait for green lights but I move on the amber
Cut a beat down make your crew shout “timber”
I know you thought I wouldn’t be much
Now musically I can’t be touched because I’m so top notch
Hopscotch and I always go Dutch
Like Starsky and Hutch and such and such and such
I’m like a game of chess the only thing
Is I don’t need to move and I guess I still win
Rugged like the ruggedest crew
Rugged like a big kick drum with low mid EQ
Have you ever heard of Washington Classics?
Drop mad plastic filled with rap tactics
As my records spin you get real dizzy
Turntables hate me because I keep them so busy


CHORUS X 2


CHANT X 4
Turntables hate me cos I keep em' so busy


CHORUS X2
Track Name: You Really Love That
INTRO
Uh yeah
Uh- for my jazz fans all my jazz fans (All my jazz)
All my jazz fans all my jazz fans (All my jazz)
All my jazz fans all my jazz fans come on

You really love that, you really it (x 10)

Come on
Uh-uh (repeat numerous times)


VERSE 1
(Check it) Now check the stats when I bust it, it’s the cool cat D
The one who represents from E5 to 15
The one who got you stuck listening to this LP
Download, I-Pod, MD, CD
And if you love jazz then you gone need me
Rugged like my peeps Max, Mitche and Phoebe
I came along way but it was never easy
But do it all again if it really need be
And see into my future like I’m reading tea leaves
And hope I stay alive just like Bee-Gees
Unique to the fruit family like kiwis
I get a great feeling every time I land in Queens
Yellow cab to the city where I spend like three G’s
D fall off and sound wack? Homie please
Big up Adria out in the West Indies
And can’t forget the one and only Kimberley
Everyone should get a second chance, second squeeze
But the number two should never turn to number three
I never took class A drugs no E’s
Popped pills, cocaine no I only smoked weed
And found that it didn’t too agree with me
So now my only high’s to grab the mic and MC
And every time I do it yo I do it with glee
And from you do that you the best you can be yo

CHORUS X 4
(You love that, you really love it x 4)
It’s like you really, really love that
It’s like you really, really love that

VERSE 2
One of the nicest yo its priceless trust
WashFam, everybody wanna be us yo
But don’t tar me with the same brush
As them dudes who can’t get it right cos they rush
They don’t love hip-hop it’s like they just lust
On the radio when they got nothing to discuss
Now that’s just suspect or should I say suss?
But when I drop mine yo its like gold dust huh
And everybody in the room will make a fuss
And sales will hit the roof and take me platinum plus
And there’s a lot of dudes I don’t really trust
Wouldn’t catch me in a car on a plane or a bus
In a room even standing in the street just because
We don’t need yall like yall need us
Cos we earn a little something then yall try bleed us
But never succeed cos yall can’t read us (uh-huh)
I wish I had the kind of love Jesus had for the world
Wishing somebody would lead us
Everybody acting like they don’t need us
So they pack their bag, say goodbye and up and leave us
(Now their gone) We tell our story only few believe us
Thinking in their mind we underachievers
But we let them believe what the heck they want believe
We the best that we can be, the WashFam

CHORUS X 4
Track Name: Hit Me
CHORUS
Yo every time I rhyme yo the people say what,
Yo every beat I make yo i give what i got,
Yo every time I do a show they say you the man,
From London down to Paris yo and even Japan, DJ!

VERSE 1
(I’d like to show you what happens when)
The beat hits me I rock a rhyme real quickly,
Strategically it seems shifty,
The volumes plus fifty whilst the snare drum lifts me,
To simply tempt me to drain the tank down to empty,
You can’t touch me let alone try and HIT ME,
Get me a new mic yo,
Because every time I’m picking one up another crowd gets hyped,
Sucker MC's get wiped, I isn’t the type to get,
Striped on an inland flight so take a hike,
I do what I must and say what I like,
I’m taking the light into the night and I’m making it right,
Creating space like a megabyte so come and get me,
Even if I was a snare drum you couldn’t HIT ME,
DL the def lyricist beat terrorist,
Like your arch nemesis tearing it up ever since,
I dropped that Classic was the day album,
That caused problems and left your whole crew to ransom,
Like Mel Gibson you’re fronting like you’re filled with wisdom,
So pick that microphone up and come get some,
And take those rhymes back to your girl Britney,
And ask her baby one more time can you HIT ME.

CHORUS

SCRATCHING
Ladies and Gentlemen Underground will live forever baby,
Yeah we represent,
And one other thing,
Yo my status is the baddest on the mic,
You know what the facts is. (HIT ME)


VERSE 2
It’s that bad boy lyricist DL rocking the floor,
Like the best show I ever saw back in 94,
A Tribe Called Quest now I’m on award tour,
With a rhyme that is rugged and a beat that is raw yo,
The veteran who makes you say he’s fantastic,
And on plastic I guess I am enthusiastic,
To drop tactics and flip it like a gymnastic,
Slow or quickly you still couldn’t HIT ME
Sometimes I keep it on the humble like a beggar,
The arm legger, legger end of days like (Arnold) Schwarzenegger,
Check my rhyme pattern its hectic,
Like a car chase from Manhattan to the island of Staten,
Pass the baton, you’re crazy kid this ain’t no relay,
All I need is a decent mic a tight DJ,
Some cool clothes and some shoes that’ll fit me,
I’m rude like your little brother but you can’t HIT ME,
I send this out to the labels over here,
How many hip-hop acts get signed and last a year?
How many go gold? How many go platinum?
How many are still looking for deals? How many of them are still rapping?
Yo this is how I came to change this, I’ll never be nameless,
So what if I never get famous,
I could give this up but it wouldn’t quit me,
Every single time I hear a fat beat HIT ME


CHORUS
Track Name: Blending Buttermilk With Sex Appeal
INTRODUCTION
Buttermilk and sex appeal


VERSE 1
I once met this chick that my heart fell for,
She had the type of face that was hard to ignore,
Her skin was buttermilk and I had to adore,
The way she moved her body she freaked my set,
Forget about the queen of diamonds and the soul silhouette,
She was more dangerous than playing Russian roulette,
She had sex appeal, true savoir-faire,
Her voice was smooth but refreshing like air,
The best-looking lady that I’ve seen this year,
Forget soul on ice; forget yeah she’s fine,
I never met a chick that would treat me so kind,
Looking dope from the front and dope from the behind yo,
The type of girl to make you leave your crew,
Because she’s so fine tuned when it comes to EQ,
Yeah she’s got bottom and she’s got tops too,
And if she got dissed to certain degree,
Whoever done that would have to answer to me,
Maybe they don’t see what on earth I see,
So as I lay it down on the reel to reel,
And shine on the beat like stainless steel,
With buttermilk and sex appeal (what).


CHORUS
Buttermilk and sex appeal
So as i lay it down on the reel to reel,
And shine on the beat like stainless steel,
With buttermilk and sex appeal.


VERSE 2
Now I will jack this back like a CD,
Love the way her voice sounds when she talks to me,
So ill like the vision you see on TV,
Ironically she like the way my voice sounds,
The way it makes her move and it makes her get down,
Say’s my rhymes are deep in other words profound,
She’s sweet like the sugar from canes,
We on the basis where we spark first names,
It’s all about fun but we don’t play games,
Yo baby girl come check me on Saturday,
There’s so much stuff that I want to say,
It can take me until tomorrow if I start today,
But never mind see I don’t care,
Buttermilk’s how you look because you’re so fair,
Let my fingers tie knots in your dark brown hair,
I will make time for you because you made time for me,
No matter if my label needs me to Mc,
Always my number one priority,
So as I lay it down on the reel to reel,
And shine on the beat like stainless steel,
With buttermilk and sex appeal.


CHORUS
Buttermilk and sex appeal (x3)
So as i lay it down on the reel to reel,
And shine on the beat like stainless steel,
It must be buttermilk and sex appeal.

So as i lay it down on the reel to reel,
And shine on the beat like stainless steel,
With buttermilk and sex appeal.

So as i lay it down on the reel to reel,
And shine on the beat like stainless steel
Track Name: Keeping it Classic
CHORUS
Funky D and DJ Stixx we represent no doubt
With beats so ill we make the people just shout
When i hold the microphone you know i feel fantastic
Forever hip-hop you know we’re keeping it classic

VERSE 1
The Funk is back with the spectac
So hold your corner John Boy and take a step back
Because I got beats that make you really move your neck back
You ask me for examples of my lyrics take that
Cha what you deal with Funky D? Say can you wreck that?
You know I’m cold that’s why your woman wears a head wrap
Bringing it back I never lack into
Making a wicked track and then placing it on the DAT
Making the DJ spin it back true say they love the way I rap
Yo you feel me? L.O.N. style each day I’m living it
People say they’re feeling it because the beat is rhythmic
I’m giving it 100% who want’s to test this?
Striking other rappers off the paper like a guest list
And the best is the beat making rhyme slayer
You acting like a hoodlum kid you better say a prayer
Want to battle Funky DL? Kid you don’t say
I’m like a broken VCR because I don’t play

CHORUS X 2

VERSE 2
I’ve been making beats and writing rhymes for quite a while
But even with a Tiger’s set of teeth you couldn’t bite my style
It’s too raw for your crew to endure
I wipe the floor with the scores of these MC saws
I make you pause while I think of metaphors
And cause you to get lost while your peeps hum to my chorus
I’m flawless like Phife Diggy, unbelievable like Biggie
And like Murray I keep it jiggy
Because the streets is watching like Jigga Man
To see who is the bigger man straight spitting like Rah Digga and
I’m Still with Stixx and down with Dukewon and suspect
Lyrically they’re heavy and they’re spitting any subject
Take it from a cat who knows because he’s seen the world
I take this to shout Ali Shaheed and Lucy Pearl
And Messiah, London Bridge aint falling down
It’s on fire as we’re taking hip-hop higher

CHORUS X 2


VERSE 3
I know you’re stunned because you’ve never heard me spit so cold
Funky as a young blood and Funky when I get old
I don’t roll with no fools I only roll with this cat from school
They call him Stixx and he’s keeping it cool for real
So when you hear the Consist spark your lighter
I spark my own lyrics I don’t need no ghostwriter
Funky in the morning afternoon and evening
Funky DL’s back and kid I’m never ever leaving like I’m Classic

CHORUS X 2
Track Name: 20-20-8-8 featuring Versatile E
CHORUS
I’ve got twenty bars to bust it so now I demonstrate,
Yo one times twenty and one times eight,
One times twenty and one times eight,
I’ve got twenty bars to bust it so now I demonstrate.

VERSE 1 (DL)
Hey yo que sera sera, what will be will be,
I organize the fat track my name is Funky DL,
Def Lyrics yo you know I get my loop on,
Take off my twenty percent like a cornflakes coupon,
I troop on them fools trying to get me down,
Me and my DJ are the crew who produce the sound,
You want to represent, boy you should of came up sooner,
Because now we transmit like an FM tuner,
At all frequencies so people get with it,
Or your face will feel like Mike Tyson just hit it,
Because I got the flow so kid what’s worse,
Trying to battle DL, DJ Stixx or Versatile E,
Yeah now you know the deal,
A bad boy Mc showing how I fell,
On the microphone so I suggest you take heed,
Because I be blowing up like that movie Speed,
Yeah you know the style you know the idea,
And this is my chance to expand my career,
So I’m going to take it and just keep rapping,
Because in a year or two who will know what will happen.

CHORUS


VERSE 2 (VERSATILE E)
Make room, it’s the individual number two,
My rap got you open but you still don’t have a clue,
Here’s my twenty bars of my twenty and eight,
And I will wipe them out quickly like the food on my plate,
Don’t debate come in and close the gate,
Don’t like my styles being smuggled through another state,
Beyond your 2000 skills I’m early you ain’t late,
What you find hard I find just a piece of cake,
Deliberately bad like uh hepatitis,
While I’m busting rhymes you face your lyrical crisis,
Ain’t the nicest but I flow like D-Nice,
For that unusual flavor add some versatile spice,
At night look at the sky the smallest star is me,
I ain’t there no more is my shine that you can see,
With light speed on my way through other star maps,
At the same time have a break let my brain relax,
Competition ain’t even that strong anymore,
I got many worlds to study, learn and explore,
My plans to go where no man has gone before,
Because even radio heads ain’t ready for the shit I got in store.

CHORUS X 2
I’ve got eight bars to bust it so now I demonstrate,
Yo one sixteen that’s made by two eights,
Yo one sixteen that’s made by two eights,
I’ve got eight bars to bust it so now I demonstrate.

VERSE 3 (DL)
Hey yo I represent hip-hop and for that I’m proud,
And just like Rakim I can move the crowd,
So what you going to do when you see me approach,
For you be the rookie and I be the coach,
Yo that’s right DL is the name,
And yo that’s right I can never be the same,
And there’s one thing yo must understand,
You see I’m going to represent and do the best I can.

VERSE 4 (VERSATILE E)
Hey yo I saw a Doctor about my swift metamorphosis,
And totally rapidly mentally ill was the diagnosis,
Asked the doctor yo tell me what’s going to happen,
Redundancies in the music world is the prognosis,
Oh well I could have guessed but what the hell,
If rap were boxing on few would hear the first round bell,
20 20 8 8 classic move in the making,
A move that’s true because you know were never faking.

CHORUS X 2
I had twenty bars to bust it and then I had an eight,
I got on the mic so I could demonstrate,
First i had a twenty and then I had an eight,
The names of this here is 20 20 8 8.
Track Name: Loud Noise of Silence
VERSE 1
Hey yo why do so many cats make a fake promise?
I’d much rather hear the loud noise of silence
Common sense is something that’s born to us,
Considered some peoples that I was born to trust,
Yo making my moves to be the best I can,
And as the earth rotates become a wise man,
I had my trust and honor in those,
Who chose to imitate and front the fake pose but,
Many times I saw they’re true colours,
Deceiving and mistreating others,
So called brothers and lovers and friends and foes,
Trying to be sweet and innocent like a rose,
Yo thinking I can’t see through you please,
Lay down with Dogs and you’ll get up with Flea’s
Persona is fake so don’t put it past me,
And when it comes to cash you’re so crafty and nasty,
This is an everyday story my friend,
Of when people make promises again and again,
And breaking them is their worst mistake,
Because that’s how you realize that they’re fake.


CHORUS
La, la, la, la, it’s just the loud noise of silence
La, la, la, la, it makes me want to get violent,
La, la, la, la, but still I’ve got to chill,
La, la, la, la, and do my own thing yo,


VERSE 2
This aint’ no get back or no set back,
It’s just a Spam, Cabbage and Neck back,
Wet slap to make those phony’s realize,
They’re causing mad pain and hurt in lives, check it,
Thinking they’re wise guys but they’re jerks,
Sparking off heat and making noise like fireworks,
Living in Never land just like Peter Pan,
I’m on your case like Yosemite Sam,
Van Damm just like Jean Claude,
But something fake and phony and fraud,
Listen, it’s a real sensational fact,
That the way people act and carry on is wack,
And it makes me really wonder if they take Crack,
And as a matter of fact it’s the way they react,
When you stay on their case and you keep on their back,
When you stay on their case and you keep on their back,
Yo this is an everyday story my friend,
Of when people make promises again and again,
And breaking them is their worst mistake,
Because that’s how you realize that they’re fake.


CHORUS
Track Name: Hip-Hop
CHANT
Hip-hop (x16) / (simultaneously) the real hip-hop (x7)
you don’t stop

CHORUS
Hip-hop (x16) / (simultaneously) / hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop,
I thank God for hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop,
it’s all down to hip hop, hip-hop, hip-hop,
I thank God for hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, yeah


VERSE 1
I could have been a Crack Dealer; ay yo I could have a murderer
could have been a Mickey D’s manager flipping burgers
I could have been a burglar; I could have been the worst
Rapper on this planet that y’all never even heard of
I could have been a Doctor maybe even a Lawyer
I could have been an employee not an employer
I could have a been a car jacker or got jacked
I could have got shot in the back and that’s that
I could have been incarcerated for mad years
step out into the real world and not change gears
I could have been rich, squandered all my money and switched
and ended up a broke in a ditch
I could have been crazy and not been smart
I could have been emotionless and had no heart
I could have put money over love
I could have put the world before God and not worked hard
I could have been ruthless, I could have been a nerd,
geek or a doofus I could have been useless
I could have signed a bogus record contract
depressed cos my music aint out and I’m trapped
I could have stayed in one place all my life
I could have had a cheating wife who don’t act right
I could have not known how to bless the mic
but I do and it’s been alright and that’s down to hip-hop

CHORUS

CHANT

VERSE 2
I could have been the last sperm drop instead of the first
I could have been cursed I could be dead laying in a hearse
I don’t worry if I’m not the best I could have been the worst
I could be up in the third world dying of thirst
I could have had a one page story without no chapters
could have been unintelligent a bit backwards
with my eyes on the wrong prize and distracted
I could have been slacking and lacking the right package
I could have been wondering what if
I could have been deluded and living a myth
smoking a spliff and suffering from alcohol abuse
I could have been hidden from the truth I could be proof
that young black men make the best of their youth
this is real talk straight from the booth
I could have had no clue and no tenacity
I could have been suppressed and never reaching my capacity
I could have been nothing I could have been no one
I could have been 00 I’d rather be 01
I could have done put in time and had no fun
and made no money but rather me owe some
I could have been a whole lot of things
some worse some better some you lose some you win
I could have not known how to rock the mic
but I do it became my life and that’s down to hip-hop

CHORUS


CHANT


OUTRO CHANT
Hip-hop (x32)
Track Name: And Ask For DL
CHORUS
Yo turn this up because I definitely came to rock
It’s international and for the kids round my block
I send this out to that rapper who’s on my jock
Go get your own because you feel that I’ve got a lot
I represent for London Hackney E5 so what
Don’t watch my movements kid as long as the beat is hot
So take your wages kid and got to the record shop
And ask for D, D, D, D.L


VERSE 1
Yo it’s Funky and I go back like Barbie and Sindy
Vinyl on your hand like Mendi
I’m about to blow like it’s windy, under twelve minutes DJ friendly
So double up and take away a penny
A lot of volume like it’s Remi
So do the Jive like R.Kelly, close like JR to Miss Ellie
So concentrate and turn off the telly
And let me burn this track like Pirelli
Formulate F1 want beef? Take it to the Deli
You don’t know too much I know too many
Cats who will sock you in you belly
Break it up like Bruce did with Demi
Turn your whole circle to a semi
Call you Bud even though you’re Kenny
The beat burns your chest like Henny
And penetrates your ears like a Celly
And I’m always on the top like a Cherry
Black and Current like a Berry


CHORUS


VERSE 2
I run it swiftly and got a lot of beats like you hit me
Lock my steez down like it’s SMPTE
Hoping that my pockets never empty
Dropped my second LP when I was twenty
Made a few more now that’s plenty
The instrument I play is and SP to which I’ve got a degree
And hold it down on MPC’s the 2000
When I make a joint the people’s browsing
Spread the rumours of me to your pals and
Get them to go cop this and even if they don’t aint going to stop this
Funky man from staying on the top list
Every time I drop this it stays real and stays pop less
On the regular like soap opera’s
So when you hear me spitting on a beat know its real kapeesh?
And if it aint me it’s Sienna or pure J’Leish
I went from Almost to Almo to Utmost to Washington Classics
Yo you didn’t know? then go and ask Stixx

CHORUS
Track Name: Remarkable
CHORUS X 2)
So remarkable, the way that I sit on the track
So remarkable, the way that I’m bringing it back
So remarkable, the way that it sounds so sweet
so remarkable, the way I kill it on this rude boy beat


VERSE 1
I used to dream of holding mics, hit records for all my life
Hit record stores for them breaks, looping up beats on them tapes
Ran into this kid called Zakes; he signed me up to his label
Put a deal upon the table, I signed it then I was able to make music easy
They call me the Funky Deezy, a humble kid from the East
Spitting rhymes was all that pleased me
Money didn't worry, label they didn't hurry me
Management didn't pressure me,
Maybe cos I'ze especially talented with the remedy
Jazz was inside my memory
This was not very usual for kids born in the seventies
The late seventies, my passion was weighing heavily
Promised myself I'd never be lacking to bring a melody
Trusted myself impeccably always to bring the sickest beats
Like the last day of October I had the trick or treats
Building up a repertoire of fans who were my arsenal
So if you're asked to describe my time I'd say remarkable


CHORUS X 2


VERSE 2
Who did I have up in the mix? DJ Parris and DJ Stixx
And Dillon was the engineer, what we would break yo he would fix
I'm speaking in the musical not really in the physical
The way that I manipulated sound was like a miracle
Classic Was The Day was effortless that's why its timeless
Even if I made it instrumental, made it rhyme less
And nobody could ever say that Funky D was spineless
I had a lot of haters but I killed them with my kindness
So when I think back to them days when we were going places
Met people on the basis of 'We recognize your faces!
'Forced the industry to have to listen when we speaking
On the radio like almost every other weekend
Even though it was voluntary to listen to our commentary
Cats would say they get so much from someone who was solitary
Then I made a following as loud as any carnival
From music that was written in history as remarkable

CHORUS X 4
Track Name: Billie Holiday (Latin Remix)
CHORUS


VERSE 1
(Yo check me out on this one yo)
It was a Sunday I was chilling in my crib,
Watching TV it was about this real fat kid,
When my phone rang I heard this female say,
She was feeling kind of lonely want to step my way,
I knew her from way back, before I knew how to rap,
Now she university and part timer in Gap,
Sometimes she talks back but she knows how to act,
Never been into killing, stealing or crack,
Anyway may I say I ain’t busy today,
You can chill at my crib and parlay whilst we play,
Tekken 2 she taking me for Lei Wulong,
Now she watch me lick shot like a 2, 2 gun,
No fun because somehow I always get beat,
No I ain’t a fighter but yes from the street,
Sweet like caramel skin tone too,
Say she want to go out and paint the town all blue,
I mean red like a rose she had an ill pose,
Rocked fresh kicks with real smooth clothes,
Her favourite rap song was Oodles of O’s,
And I was De La cos she got mad soul,
On ice roll dice we coming up six,
And there was no sign of the DJ Stixx,
She was cool, never went the wrong way,
Hey yo she got me relaxed playing tracks by Billie Holiday.


VERSE 2
Yeah, Pete Rock, Abstract and yes Large Pro,
She ain’t no Mc but she got mad flow,
Like the foresaid above, define the word love,
You got mind power but you ain’t got enough,
Hey yo born in July if I so right remember,
I turn a year older in the month before December,
Scorpio sting and let loose the venom,
Wearing stonewash denim she got no enemy,
I stay cool when she in my presence,
But if I ain’t relaxed then there is essence,
Vanilla but no this ain’t no ice, ice baby,
Is this the type of lady that can make me go crazy?
Maybe, now we just talking about living,
Sipping soft drinks just chilling, illin,
Make me get better like I’m on penicillin,
Now we like a duet, tight you know the feeling,
Appealing, 2am and she tired,
Work in the morning she don’t want to get fired,
But I recline on a ill baseline,
Looking deep in her eyes trying to read her mind,
Like a psychic, cyclic like a time stretch,
Now she got to go but she still got to catch,
The last bus taking her down her way,
Wait for 5 more minutes and peep Miss Billie Holiday.


VERSE 3
Moonlight in Vermont is the sweetest song ever,
DL get sick of her style? Cha never,
She’s got a sweet tooth; she’s dope ya mean?
Now my CD’s playing track fourteen,
Sweet summer vocals with jazz guitar,
See the east is in the house like Blahzay Blah,
Oh my god, it feels so good you know,
Hey yo I’m looking at my watch and is it time to go?
But she still wants to chill cos she feel’s Ok,
So I’m looking for another CD to play,
And staring in my face was Classic Was the Day,
But imma keep playing Miss Billie Holiday.

Outro
(Sharing) this Billie Holiday CD
(While we) While we just chill and watch TV (repeat)
Track Name: Confidential Information
CHORUS X 2
I’ve got this crush on this girl round my way,
We talk on the phone like every damn day,
She asks too much about my past situation,
Kid that’s confidential information.

VERSE 1
My pen is running out of ink so let me tell this tale,
Of DL intertwining with a lot of females,
My first crush was simple,
On this girl, light skin, smiled with cute dimples,
Smooth talking, slow walking,
Yeah we kissed once, it never happened again,
But until this day we still are friends and making moves,
My second crush,
We used to touch a little something, made my heart rush,
And she looked in my face I had a slight blush,
Damn I thought we’d hit it off soon,
But nothing happened so on with the tune,
Crush number three, oh no I had to miss her,
I couldn’t really pursue on my best friends sister,
Crush number four, I had to try and get near her,
We used to conversate in the school cafeteria,
She was the bomb; hey yo she kept me alive,
That was until I met crush number five,
She had me mad crazy for a long time hey,
I used to call her like every damn day Ok,
And in the meantime I had a few flutters,
Some were beef’s and some were average but never butters, (ugly)
Number six at the club where the joints rinse,
The night was alright but I never seen her since,
It goes on and on lyrics open to the crew,
I swear to god I must confide in you.


CHORUS X 21

VERSE 2
Crush seven yo what can I say to you,
It was a girl I met chilling out with JQ
I saw her recently but she ain’t all of that
She got a kid because she fell into a love trap,
Crush eight yo, she tried to play a (say what)
Because it seems like she’s a damn gold digger,
I met her at this joint and she was crazy fly,
But her attitude was messed up why oh why,
Crush nine yo, she’s miscellaneous,
Yo any questions and you know I’m spontaneous,
Crush ten is where I’m at with the crazy fly ness,
She’s the queen of all queens she’s my royal highness,
No we ain’t together, I’m going to try though,
It’s been a damn long time and I’ve been so slow,
Just caught up in the music for real yo,
We can make this work but she got to let me know,
And evidently she’s on the marvelous,
I’m still an ill Mc yeah regardless,
And on the ill tip, I’ve got to take control,
She got the fly silhouette and its full of soul,
Said on the ill tip, I got to take control,
Her silhouette is fine an it is full of soul,
It goes on and on lyrics open to the crew,
I swear to god I must confide in you.


CHORUS X 2
Track Name: Queen of Diamonds (Latin Remix)
INTRO
Check it out man this is the track (What’s That?) oh Amigo, Amigo check this out ya’ll

CHORUS
Go, told her what she wanted to know
(What’s that?) Simply that I’m feeling her flow
(Which album?) Classic was the day you might know
The queen of diamonds was the jam that we roll we roll we roll

VERSE 1
Someone told me way back never fall in love,
It can make you do things that you never dreamed of,
Be two in this piece like we two turtle doves,
Took the advice, it made me think twice,
But when you see a girl that looks kind of nice,
Talks kind of nice and walks kind of nice,
You can’t ignore how you feel step to it,
Pursue it, she feels the same yo I knew it,
And if she don’t feel the same, then you blew it,
Where does she live? Not far from me,
I used to reside in H.A.C.
Soul silhouette go ask my man S.T.
Hey golden child,
Has anybody said you’ve got a priceless smile?
Easy attitude, wicked personality,
An ill sense of humor yeah she mad lovely,
And if she ever called me at a half past three,
I’d be fast asleep but never get angry,
fast asleep but never get angry,
fast asleep but never get angry,
Cos she’s the queen of diamonds lady.


CHORUS
Go, told her what she wanted to know
(What’s that?) Simply that I’m feeling her flow
(Which album?) Classic was the day you might know
The queen of diamonds was the jam that we roll we roll go
Told her what she wanted to know
(What’s that?) Simply that I’m feeling her flow
(Which album?) Classic was the day you might know
The queen of diamonds was the jam that we roll we roll we roll


VERSE 2
It go the C.O.N.S.I.S.T.
Couldn’t write a book on L.O.V.E.
I’m find this hard just to finish bar three,
Always on the phone to my DJ P
Talking about many fine young ladies,
Reflect in the mirror oh she looks pretty,
Hair to the shoulders fingernails all-precise,
Steady looking cool, looking cool like ice,
Wondered if I’m going to go through mad strife,
She means a lot to me, she’ s so essential,
But certain information is confidential,
I’m proud to walk the street, cute face all petit,
Isley Brother’s sample of Between The Sheets’
Yo keeping it smooth and real and real live,
And I’m the Jack of Hearts and she’s the queen of diamonds
I’m the Jack of Hearts and she’s the queen of diamonds

CHORUS X 2

VERSE 3
Yo I’m always in the call box making calls,
Representing easy with the household chores,
Is an everyday struggle just like Biggie Smalls,
But me and S.T. gone do this every week,
Link girls in the studio and make beats,
Some kids disrespect and call girls hoes,
But I’m not prone to getting smacked in the nose,
By some female with an attitude,
Talking some them kids is always rude,
Always screw face always in a bad mood,
I’m this girl don’t get that specific,
Smart presentation looking so terrific,
Has anybody said you mature for your age?
You never want to work for no minimum wage,
She looks intellectual as she turns the page,
Of the book she is reading, expand her mind and
She should wear a crown cos she the what?
I said she should wear a crown cos she the what
I said she should wear a crown cos she the queen,
the queen, queen the queen, the queen of diamonds
Track Name: The Music featuring Sienna
INTRO
I personally want to reach as many people as possible and I try to put whatever i can do into the most common terms. If there were any way to put it more simply I would do it. I think the feelings in art should be more selective and that at least the artist should be responsible to try to perpetuate the feelings, which he feels, will be most beneficial or those feelings, which will most, contribute to a better world.

CHORUS (SIENNA)
It’s got to be the music (all night long)
It’s all about the music (sing your song)
It has to be the music
It’s got to be the music (carry on)
It’s all about the music (it can’t go wrong)
It has to be the music.

VERSE 1
When I was a kid I used to listen to my MUSIC
My Mother used to tell me turn down the MUSIC
Still I was never put off from making MUSIC
My Dad said why don’t you do and study MUSIC?
But college didn’t teach Hip-hop MUSIC
So how could I pursue my MUSIC?
All I wanted was to do my MUSIC
And to really make real fine MUSIC
Making money from people buying MUSIC
And the radio’s playing my MUSIC
People on the street saying my MUSIC
Is the top notch Hip-hop MUSIC
Now not everybody likes my MUSIC
But I still try and make my MUSIC
Value for money good quality MUSIC
As long as you feel my MUSIC
You’re going to keep checking out my MUSIC
You’re going to keep talking about my MUSIC
And even try and learn my lyrics to the MUSIC
So that you can sing it to the MUSIC


CHORUS (SIENNA)


VERSE 2
A lot of cats try and tell me my MUSIC
Is too mellow and they hate Jazz MUSIC
But let me tell you Jazz is real MUSIC
And when you hear it yo you really feel MUSIC
Now they listen to this real fake MUSIC
Thinking it’s easy now they want to make MUSIC
Where are these people trying to take MUSIC?
Bass booming on some earthquake MUSIC
Big up to Parris because he makes ill MUSIC
Funky DL makes chill MUSIC
It’s really hard living life without MUSIC
All I seem to do is talk about MUSIC
You think it’s easy making cash from MUSIC?
In my crib is where I stash my MUSIC
On my stereo I blast my MUSIC
No one else really has my MUSIC
Ears, now for years I make MUSIC
Some of my best has been mistake MUSIC
Yo I’m always going to love my MUSIC
Putting very few above my MUSIC yo.


CHORUS X 2 (SIENNA)
Track Name: The Bump
INTRO
What

VERSE 1
Mics, what MC’s hold
To say a few words so the truth gets told about the pain
The suffering, the trouble in your life
by thing that cause you to fold so we dream
and think about the places we could be
so we need to pick up some paper and a pen
a instrument with ink that we use once we think
of the words then we put it in our rhymes
catchphrases that we say so when we get played
All our fans can give us mad props
respect from our work praise and shouts
cos we made it sound ill on the beat
the rhythmic sound move your head up and down
while you listen to the way that we flow
the way the words move, the patterns and the grooves
that we master in the studio (uh huh)
The place that we go to get it all out
And put it all down on tape
It’s something that you play in your car, in your crib
In the night in the day for the girls
Who know how to shake it
Just like they do when they watching a rap video
Promotional tool to get you face seen
And get your voice heard going


CHORUS
The bump, the bump, bump, the bump (hip-hop)
The bump, the bump, the bump, bump go (what) (x2)
The bump, the bump, bump, the bump (yeah yall)
The bump, the bump, the one more time (yeah yall)
The bump, the bump, bump, the bump (hip-hop)
The bump, the bump, the bump, bump go (what)


VERSE 2
Freestyle, to spit off the dome
Them kids in them ciphers in the corners
Yo they do it for the love, the passion
Affection for the game, we do it from the heart
And not just for the money, The moolah, the doe
The gwap, we use it to buy them fat gold chains (hah?)
The old school jewellery you wear round your neck
When you stand for a photo and you pose (huh)
To take a position or a stance
Put your hands up in the air like peace
A word that we say when we done on the phone
Or at the last verse of a song
A chorus a verse, it’s like three minutes
And gets played on radio, a wireless tool
It transmits sound and make you really wanna say yo
Another word we use to grab the attention of someone
We wanna talk to (2) the number of turntables DJ’s need
To really make it happen on a mix (uh huh)
You blend one song with another song
And make sure the tempos on time
And this I don’t have, so bring the chorus back
And the baseline B and go…


CHORUS X 2
Track Name: Not the 1 4 Me featuring Dyanna Fearon
INTRO
(Uh-Uh)

VERSE 1
Hey pretty lady what you doing here?
Sitting waiting for your man looking like a singer?
She nonchalantly turned her head around
Rolled her eyes back then gave me the middle finger (Damn)
Damn you got an attitude, what’s your problem girl?
Have you got a man who treats you badly? (Must be yall)
She said what is wrong with you? Mind your own business
And leave me alone, I said gladly (Ha ha)
Left her alone and saw another chick
Walking with her two year old son I blew a kiss (Kiss)
She said she don’t need a fella in her life
Doesn’t like Mrs prefers to be Miss (Just Miss)
I said we don’t’ have to get married
We just have to get carried away and have fun
She said yeah you look like that type of guy
Yeah you can do that but I aint the one (She’s not the one)
Saw another woman at the bus stop
Carrying some heavy bags, said can I help you? (Ah ha)
She said before you start with your chitter chat
Boy there is something I guess I’ve got to tell you (What’s that?)
She had a man and she had a girlfriend
She was kind of funny style so I said well
You got jokes are you a comedian?
Who did you learn your jokes from? Dave Chappelle?


CHORUS
Hey girl, you got the world upon your shoulders
So I guess you’re not the one, guess you’re not the one for me
Hey girl, wanna get to know you
But I guess you’re not the one, guess you’re not the one for me


VERSE 2
Yo at the bar sipping on Baileys, Tall glass, smooth taste
Two cubes of Ice (Two cubes of ice)
Pretty girl walks in smelling sweet
Looking good, hair done damn you look nice
I whispered in her ear quietly
Can I get your number girl and see what you about?
She said yeah if you want my boyfriend who’s watching you
To get mad and knock your ass out
I said ok just chill talked to another girl
Who seemed real quiet (She’s real quiet)
She said she don’t need a man in her life
As far as she’s concerned from now she’s on a diet (Uh ha)
A next girl asked me the time she was beautiful
So I told her 12:24
The next thing she asked was have you got money?
Cos I can’t get with guys that are poor (What?)
Then I just broke the hell out
I’ll be damned if I let a woman play me for a punk
Then I felt a tap on my shoulder
Turned around was a pretty girl but she was drunk (Oh)
What shall I do about the situation?
Damn this is crazy boy what a night (What a night)
Every single woman that I meet in here
Tonight on this night kid just aint right (Just aint right)

CHORUS X 2
Track Name: Circles (Going Round) featuring M & EM
VERSE 1
Life is crazy, I remember a few years back,
When I used to write rhymes and kick lyrics on tracks,
Telling kids I was the bomb that’s going to blow up,
Used to tell them about the shows I’m doing but they never used to show up,
I used to make tapes they didn’t listen,
I used to spark my illest lyrics but they couldn’t stop dissing,
I used to hang around with the wrong crowd,
Want to play my hip-hop loud stand up remain proud,
And now I’m making real classic moves with fat hip-hop grooves,
Kid I’ve got nothing to lose,
The same people from way back when they want a bringing,
Talking about they can rhyme and got a girl who started singing yo,
Your confused money, matter of fact sing the blues money,
And keep your want to be honey yo,
You don’t know what’s going down with the sound,
I’ve got to tell you something about yourself, yeah.


CHORUS X 2
You’re like a circle going round
(Round and round)
There are no corners to fall down.


VERSE 2
Second time up watch me climb up on this baseline,
Used to sweat girls pretty face slim waistline,
Some tried to front though they were talking some,
Heave-ho about how they need cash flow,
Catastrophe I’m not on it,
Now I got the flavour do you want it’
You don’t get it so don’t sweat it,
Yo every time you see my face up in the place don’t forget it,
Yo its Consist remember that young kid,
You didn’t have the time that’s why you did what you did,
Now you got all the time, you know all my rhymes,
Check it damn kid you lost your mind,
You were negative before you’re positive now,
Trying to play me out somehow,
I think not because that ain’t the deal,
But I will tell you something on the real.


CHORUS X 2


VERSE THREE
So don’t try to stress me,
And don’t try to step up in here because that mess doesn’t impress me,
Because when I was all up in your grill,
You were like yo kid just chill,
You’re like a circle going round no beginning no end,
How can I pretend that I’m going to spend my time?
Dealing with a kid like you,
Hey yo my definition is true, check this out.
Track Name: Nicole featuring Xantoné Blacq
CHORUS
Nicole (x16)


VERSE 1
Never so much on my mind get let it off now
Not now but right now and let me get down
Tell you bout this lady I call Nicole
Quiet as kept like anorexics who tip-toe
She had a great figure, got me like a Cop with a
Itchy trigger finger on duty drinking liquor
Whole in the heart very weak ticker
Always had to call her on her two way
And I needed love like LL Cool J
Now this is simple, she thought that she
Could love me till she’s old and wrinkled
Come on now relationships they come and they go
But yo with Nicole twenty-seven years
Only wore white gold she owned a Bentley
Spoke real gently always real friendly
Frequently tempt me to do many things
Telling me my duty is to do anything yo

CHORUS
Nicole (x 8)

VERSE 2
Education, graduation, try and stop her
She’s far from the days she worked at Footlocker
When her uniform tag said Nicole
And her salary was very little
And now she’s making money doing well for her own
Drives a cool car, part owns her home
Loves a sweet tooth like Toblerone
Practices guitar on a monotone
Singing love songs that she wrote
Says “I’m gonna get a deal” but she won’t
Plus she never ever wanna rock the boat
Loves the quiet life plus her Doctors note
Said she shouldn’t sing cos she popped her throat
When she was a kid and she swallowed a coat button
Now she topless models a little
As long as she aint showing her nipples

CHORUS
Nicole (x 8)


REFRAIN
Come on Nicole, Nicky’s ready on the right
(Oww, oww) Nicky’s ready on the left
I said come on Nicole, Nicky’s ready in the middle
(Oww, oww) Nicky’s ready at back
I said come on Nicole, Nicky’s ready on the front
(Oww, oww) Nicky’s ready up top
I said come on Nicole, Nicky’s down low
(Oww, oww, oww, oww) Nicky’s ready

VERSE 3
Ha, Nicole was a beautiful girl
Made my world seem like beautiful world (ha)
And in my heart she was a suitable girl
Some would say an unusual girl
But I would never take heed cos I fought with my heartstrings
Yeah real deep like African carvings
She hung on the mantle as an example
She knew about her roots and they were strong like bamboo
Now she’s smoking like a blown out candle
Wearing dangly bangles and Asian sandal’s
Compliments on the mic I handle
I bring it to your neck like a dude who strangles
Nicky’s all grown up now
Tells me all the time I should have blown up now (ha)
She’s in the Gym trying to tone up now
Got her feminine styles all sown up now

CHORUS
Nicole (x 16)

REFRAIN

CHORUS
Nicole (x 8)
Track Name: Heart of Faith
HEART OF FAITH

INTRO
It’s all about faith

VERSE 1
Yo, sometimes I feel down
Sometimes I feel I got to get out of this life I live
Sometimes if feel I have a great doubt
About my prospects in what I do of rapping and such
Sometimes it’s too much, I have nothing to hold and to clutch
Will my career erupt? Will it be better than this? Will it be fabulous?
Will people flock and wanna grab this off the record shelf?
As I put my life on wax to make tracks to dance to and relax
And get facts straight
To educate the youth and show them my proof
There’s a truth an eye for an eye tooth for a tooth check it
Many times I wanted to call it a day and strive
With a nine to five struggling to stay alive
Living in a game where your name carries weight
Adversity’s a daily thing to make you frustrate with yourself
But still I work hard and have to thank God
And have my faith of his love in my heart! (Word up!)

CHORUS X 2
It’s my heart of faith that keeps me right
All through the day and through the night
Sometimes I feel I can’t go on
But God shows me that life’s a song
A beautiful one that must go on
And slowly I see right from wrong
And can it be that now I see
My heart of faith is within me

VERSE 2
Yo I got cats wanting to ride my back for fame
But many people in the industry still don’t know my name
Or what I do or in fact that I exist
That’s why I don’t stress you and your guest list
Just pay your cash and go, maybe I’ll see you at the show
And that’s only if I’m in the mood to go, yo check it
Cos now I’m feeling like I’ve had enough, times are tough
The industry is calling my bluff
It’s a hard life I feel it when I’m hearing you say
Can we change that and reign all over in the UK?
Good question but I don’t have the answer to that
All I do is hold the mic and continue to rap
Cos I’m living in a game where your name carries weight
Adversity is a daily thing to make you frustrate with yourself
But still I work hard and have to thank God
And have my faith or his love in my heart, say what

CHORUS X 2
Track Name: Everybody Rock On
INTRO
Hey yo, DJ Parris, get your crusty piano out and DJ Stixx, where’s your violin? Yeah, this is the class foundation, hit em’ with the beat

CHORUS X 2
We got the beat on so everybody rock on, locked into hip-hop the day I was born, we make the beat rock so everybody don’t stop, Class Foundation we’re reaching the top /

VERSE 1
Hey yo play it again Sam, and tell the people who I am,
The Consist turn you on like a programme,
Follow footsteps but only I remain funky,
Spend my time teaching rappers, who just can’t MC,
Twist my tongue take your time to figure out,
The rhyme I bickered out catashtra-flow I just kick it out,
Yeah it’s tragic, mic tech (technique) is magic,
I make your ass go-go like Inspector Gadget,
Got to have it, they say the microphones a bad habit,
I’m like Elma Fudd kid I’ve got to chase the Rabbit and grab it;
I’ve got to pay tax when I’m rhyming, that’s V.A.T. very accurate timing,
I bet you’re wishing that I’d never attacked you,
I’m like when you were young and your mom just slapped you, for lying,
crying that you’ve rhymed with Big Pun, Nas and Canibus and KRS 1,
and on that track you said you had Mos Def and Meth (Method Man) the only thing you had was bad breath, there’s nothing left, it’s the def lyrical soldier,
it’s over trying to bite me like a Cobra /

CHORUS X 2

VERSE 2
Now this goes out to them girl’s who talk trash,
Tight clothes in the winter showing off their ass,
Trying to hit guys for cash so that they can get smashed,
On some alcoholic drinks and cigarette ash,
And this goes out to those guys who cold front,
Stance hardcore mouth rocking a blunt,
What you want? See all you ever do is pose,
But it’s been two weeks since you wore some clean clothes,
Who knows? I got flows that rip in the shows,
Getting fresh? You brothers want a smack in the nose,
Don’t mess with the best until you past your test
And when you’ve past your test you can mess with the best,
That’s what we used to say back in the day,
Bigging up the people from around the way,
So 1 2 3 just find a lady
And don’t do business with cats that’s shady,
So when you see me it’s three that you see, Consist, DJ Parris and S.T.
So F what you say about keeping it real,
We keep it rocking cos we at the top of our field (check it)

CHORUS X 2

OUTRO
Yo DJ Stixx rock the house yo, DJ Parris rock the house yo, JQ rock the house yo, yo, yo Rock the house yo, Reuben rock the house yall, Chris Reid rock the house yall, Allen Reid rock the house yall, ATL just rock the house yall, yo this goes out to everybody in The hip-hop world, we made this especially for you to bounce to /

CHORUS FADE
Track Name: Soul Silhouette featuring M & EM
CHORUS
You know we got to take control,
When you’re dealing with the soul,
You know we’ve got it going on,
It’s so easy to see,
That you want to get with me,
You know we’ve got it going on yeah.

VERSE 1
Have you ever heard the expression soul on ice?
I guarantee you when it comes to girls it’s something real nice,
Because I was straight lounging in this jazz store for records,
Peeped this very fine lady and thought damn I have to check her,
I had one eye on this honey the other in the jazz selection,
Her skin was a kind of caramel toffee complexion,
I thought that I was dreaming, slapped myself DL wake up,
The type of girl, who looked so fine and didn’t put on make up,
And I was bugged out; I’ve never felt this way before,
And by the time I calmed down she was leaving the store,
Yeah she was going real quick yes a real fast walker,
I didn’t want to follow her and make myself look like a stalker,
But damn she had this innocence in her eyes,
There ain’t no way I’m going to get her number if I don’t try,
So I proceed out the store, check it I’m getting older,
Ran up a few yards and gently tapped her on the shoulder,
And as I went to speak not one word I could utter,
Because my nose was hooked on this faint smell of coco butter,
Her was slick back relaxed and mad straight,
When I finally spoke I said hold up wait,
Are you from around here? What’s your name kid and where you going,
Who are you with? A couple of things I must be knowing,
What’s those seven numbers you got but no I couldn’t sweat,
Because this girl was so fine I called her Soul Silhouette.

CHORUS


VERSE 2
Her voice was cute and sounded sweet like a fruit,
I hope she wasn’t the type that’s only out for loot,
Because everything around me right now had now relevance,
And when she spoke you could tell she spoke of intelligence,
She got more soul than anybody I know,
I can’t believe the way she looked and I was caught in her flow,
Electrifying my soul, she said you fellow’s want to get with me,
And even if you don’t you go around claiming you slept with me,
I said you girl don’t even play me that way,
And if you do not want to know me then honey that’s Ok,
She kind of stopped me in my tracks because she knows the deal,
Loved the way that I talked and the way it made her feel,
Would have stopped in a second if those vibes were wack,
And I could feel a little static with the eye contact,
Hey yo I glanced at my watch then she asked me the time,
I started checking in my pocket for that ill dope rhyme,
That I was writing this morning for my brand new track,
She took out her Parker pen and wrote her number on the back,
Sometimes it’s hard to find a girl like this in your city,
And even when she’s mad damn she still looks pretty,
I had to check my DJ because he was in effect,
She said she’s got to go, she said she’s got to jet,
And as she said that hey yo she sparked a cigarette,
Yo she was so fine I called her soul silhouette.

CHORUS X 2
Track Name: So Sexy
INTRO
So sexy (x4)

CHORUS
How did you get to be so sexy? I don’t know,
Don’t know how you can be so sexy, I don’t know,
When I see you, you seem so sexy, I don’t know,
Does this mean that you feel so sexy? Tell me.

VERSE 1
It’s me again, let me talk to you at 99bpm
I saw you from way back when
and there were many things I couldn’t say back then
I guess that you could say that I was laid back then
but now it’s all different
so pay attention girl I hope that you are listening
at first I thought I liked you just a little bit
but that little bit just grew to be a bigger bit
you (you) are looking magnificent
long hair, pretty smile, lip gloss glistening
do that cute thing blowing all them kisses and
I know you probably got a bunch of dudes whistling
I will do almost anything
to show you that I am a true gentleman
let’s go, I’ll pick you up at nine we can go catch a show
and if it’s raining yo we don’t have to go
we can stay inside and chill some more
and let me tell you some more things you didn’t know
while we kick back and listen to some De La Soul
you’re so sexy, I wanna know


CHORUS


VERSE 2
Just yesterday I was thinking to myself
lets just say the idea of you and me blessed this way
means we’ll probably never have a restless day
now isn’t that beautiful?
baby all I want to be is truthful
diligent and useful providing what you’re used to
everyday you looking so youthful
I hope you pay attention just to what them other dudes do
promising that they can be your Captain
but I don’t make promises I make things happen
(yo ever since) ever since I started rapping
I made a lot of girl tracks this is most accurate
and the fact is I really made my mind up
so I can see a Playboy line up
but I’m telling each and every one honey your time’s up
grown man talk now I gotta wise up
back to you girl forget the rest
you straight blow em’ out the water honey no contest
let me take you out or if you need some rest
we can kick back and listen to some Tribe Called Quest you’re so sexy


CHORUS


OUTRO
So sexy (x4)
Track Name: Love 15 to Advantage
CHORUS X 2
See every day that passes by
I seem to want you more and more within my life
Girl I cant help it but it seems to feel just right (Feel just right)

VERSE 1
Yo I was told to never ever put my heart on a track
Cos once it’s said and once it’s done there aint no turning back
Cos you get questioned and interrogated bout “Who this woman?”
Let me tell you “Did she ruin you?” Na ah “What you doing?”
Well its 2004 and this year is flying by
Sometimes I’m acting corny but this girl was mad fly
Lounging with the Stixx and we cooling outside
Scoping this young lady yo she know who she are
She got the long dark hair, skin quite fair
And big gold dangly earrings in her ear
And all I really cared about was making us grow
With or without the cash, mullah, paper or doe
She was kind of on the humble but stung me like a bumble
Forget about an apple she could make a fella crumble
And slip over take a tumble lose his breath and start to mumble
I hungry for your loving can’t you hear my stomach rumble?
Oh lady, you be number 5 on my speed dial
Right up in the middle put a rapper off his freestyle
Each style you got is hot can you rewind?
Buy a pack of love hearts I’m saying will you be mine?
Ask you how you’re doing? You say fine, yeah! You’re very fine
Working very hard so I’m guessing that you’re very tired
So girl sit back recline you’re enchanted
And went from love 15 to advantage

CHORUS X 2

VERSE 2
Hey yo you aced me; I look into your eyes while you face me
And hope that you never find somebody to replace me
The smile that you’re cracking on your face is kind of tasty
Am I too hasty? You’re cute when you’re facety
And soft and gentle like a butter-baked pastry
Lets Heathrow to JFK like Selfridge to Macys
You got that jazz in you like that Great Count Basie
Show you no love? Damn you got to be crazy
I just want you in my life like good times
You just like the dope beat I’m just like the dope rhymes
Put us both together and we match so beautifully
Any single thing you want to be girl you can be
Girl in the summertime have fun get wild
Let your hair down yo you know I really love your style
Girl in the autumn get your new kicks sport em
Just kick leaves on the way to college yo
Hey yo girl in the winter wrap yourself up into some very warm clothes
You don’t want to catch cold
And girl in the spring you just doing your thing
And we watching them bird’s just sing
Again I asked you how you’re doing you say fine, damn! You’re very fine
Working like a hard worker so I guess you’re very tired
So girl sit back relax you’re enchanted
And steamed from love 15 to advantage

CHORUS X 2
Track Name: Danger featuring Dukus Alemay
CHORUS
Maybe it was meant to be, but there isn’t no guarantees
That life could be stress free from…
Maybe we can make a change
Or things will remain the same
Wouldn’t that be a shame? (danger) Oh no

VERSE 1
Ay yo I never knew the streets was so dangerous
Minors thinking that they majors at young ages
Neglect they character to make paper
Never crossed they mind to make wages
Is it that they going through these phases?
Its so dangerous, upper class looking at the
Lower class funny style
Turn they noses up cos its money
Now rich kids never knew the meaning of hard work
Its defamation brought up on yourself when its Gods work
Is that the street life? Please, robberies
Drug dealers selling keys, pirate copy DVD’s
Sold by the Chinese, gun crime up
Coke heads in squat houses who snort lines up
School gangs blazing, Black kids against the Asians
Since the days of Thatcher and Ron Reagan
Very little inspiration, grown folks misplace patience
The universe mentality is dangerous


CHORUS


VERSE 2
Ay yo I never knew my block was so dangerous
Alcoholics walk around in two’s with mental health patients
Young blood’s buying blunt wraps assorted flavours
Taunting neighbours, the police aint really doing
Nothing to contain em’
Combination of the staircase and urination
Weed smoke fragrance floating to the playgrounds
Bass sounds booming out from double glazing
And these dudes walking round with pants down think it’s amazing
The government needs to provide some ventilation
This aint healthy like a quarter pound of bacon
But rich folks spend while poor folks pretend
While rich folks lend the poor are borrowing
Banks take blood money cos it’s all one money
Invest in wars, transforms to gun money
Now they run money, tell me why not? They got plenty
But there’s still poverty in the twenty first century
That don’t make sense but does anything really?
It’s hard to meet another who will treat you sincerely
A Black man aint nothing with his diamonds and braids
It’s the same if he live in Africa and got AIDS
It’s the same if he got a PHD and got paid
Yo it’s the same if he done a crime got caught and jailed
It’s a quick world with an upsurge of laziness
With them quick girls who act so dangerous

CHORUS


VERSE 3
Ay yo, I never knew my mind was so dangerous
The way I print it on this paper
Cos nobody aint here doing me no favours
Got a street hustle with no street muscle
Live a street life without the street strife
Street nights, lights out I get the beats right
I take each mic and I rhyme for each night
I got a pair of jeans that match for each Nike
And got a pair of eyes that take in each light
My mind cogwheels keep turning, I’m still learning
Got the kind of motivation that’s determined
To try the untryable and do the undoable
Take risks money make and do the unusual
Bring it back show these younger men about my pinnacle
Make a challenge to the cold hearted and the cynical
Brought a miracle to a friend and a stranger
DL, Consist forward slash danger.


CHORUS


REFRAIN X 4
What you do? What you do? What you do?
What you do? What you doing?
Track Name: Train Girl
CHORUS X 2
You’ve got me tamed girl… Do you feel the same girl?
Yo what’s your name girl? I’ll have to call you train girl


VERSE 1
As I’m sitting here writing this rhyme I’m on a train coach E seat number 49
It’s night the train alights, driver opens the door
This pretty woman sits down in seat 54
Suede boots, long coat with the neck cut low
Lipstick, diamonds earrings and her hair Cain row
Gold ring, silver chain and a Gucci watch
Her skins lighter than chocolate but darker than butterscotch
She pulls out a magazine and lays it on her thighs
And starts reading obviously unaware of my eyes
But soon she noticed me looking her way
So she smiles quite politely and I’m telling you she made my day
She carries on reading, it’s getting later in the evening
And the train aint really speeding yo the speed is kind of even
She noticed me noticing her once more
And I notice her notice so start staring at the floor
My eyes scan the coach at other people
But they aint as attractive so my brain deems them as un-equal to her excellence
I’m writing all this down as evidence
And as I write I’m trying to showcase my intelligence
I look again and no doubt she’s looking at me probably thinking what’s he writing about?
And why’s he looking at me like he knows me long time?
See I was scribbling on my paper but she made it a rhyme


CHORUS X 2


VERSE 2
Now I look away and tell myself I won’t look back
Because she’s probably thinking who is he?
And why does he act like he’s never seen a woman before?
But her beauty is the kind of beauty that I’m finding hard to ignore
She’s probably bout 24, a manager of a store or maybe collage
Or at Uni probably studying law
Whatever she does she’s doing it for me right here
My pen is still taking details every time they appear
She touches her hair and sees me as she curiously stare
I’m thinking that she is the nicest chick I’ve seen all this year
She’s probably about 5'8 (5 feet, 8 inches) hey yo her skin tones great
Hey yo she isn’t too thin or roly-poly with weight
She’s all gravy, a chic lady who’s probably focusing on pushing a career instead of pushing a baby
Oh no the train starts pulling in she starts gathering her things
She’s interrupted when her cell phone rings
She starts talking as she’s leaving the train and I can tell that it’s a fella on the line
Because she’s saying his name, she’s talking to him like he’s captured her heart
So I put my pen down, leave my seat to find the buffet cart
When I get back the girl’s not there but I find a small folded piece of paper occupying my chair
I picked it up and I opened it out, it had a number signed from the girl you were busy writing about
Damn…

CHORUS X 8
Track Name: Billie Holiday
CHORUS


VERSE 1
(Yo check me out on this one yo)
It was a Sunday I was chilling in my crib,
Watching TV it was about this real fat kid,
When my phone rang I heard this female say,
She was feeling kind of lonely want to step my way,
I knew her from way back, before I knew how to rap,
Now she university and part timer in Gap,
Sometimes she talks back but she knows how to act,
Never been into killing, stealing or crack,
Anyway may I say I ain’t busy today,
You can chill at my crib and parlay whilst we play,
Tekken 2 she taking me for Lei Wulong,
Now she watch me lick shot like a 2, 2 gun,
No fun because somehow I always get beat,
No I ain’t a fighter but yes from the street,
Sweet like caramel skin tone too,
Say she want to go out and paint the town all blue,
I mean red like a rose she had an ill pose,
Rocked fresh kicks with real smooth clothes,
Her favourite rap song was Oodles of O’s,
And I was De La cos she got mad soul,
On ice roll dice we coming up six,
And there was no sign of the DJ Stixx,
She was cool, never went the wrong way,
Hey yo she got me relaxed playing tracks by Billie Holiday.


VERSE 2
Yeah, Pete Rock, Abstract and yes Large Pro,
She ain’t no Mc but she got mad flow,
Like the foresaid above, define the word love,
You got mind power but you ain’t got enough,
Hey yo born in July if I so right remember,
I turn a year older in the month before December,
Scorpio sting and let loose the venom,
Wearing stonewash denim she got no enemy,
I stay cool when she in my presence,
But if I ain’t relaxed then there is essence,
Vanilla but no this ain’t no ice, ice baby,
Is this the type of lady that can make me go crazy?
Maybe, now we just talking about living,
Sipping soft drinks just chilling, illin,
Make me get better like I’m on penicillin,
Now we like a duet, tight you know the feeling,
Appealing, 2am and she tired,
Work in the morning she don’t want to get fired,
But I recline on a ill baseline,
Looking deep in her eyes trying to read her mind,
Like a psychic, cyclic like a time stretch,
Now she got to go but she still got to catch,
The last bus taking her down her way,
Wait for 5 more minutes and peep Miss Billie Holiday.


VERSE 3
Moonlight in Vermont is the sweetest song ever,
DL get sick of her style? Cha never,
She’s got a sweet tooth; she’s dope ya mean?
Now my CD’s playing track fourteen,
Sweet summer vocals with jazz guitar,
See the east is in the house like Blahzay Blah,
Oh my god, it feels so good you know,
Hey yo I’m looking at my watch and is it time to go?
But she still wants to chill cos she feel’s Ok,
So I’m looking for another CD to play,
And staring in my face was Classic Was the Day,
But imma keep playing Miss Billie Holiday.

Outro
(Sharing) this Billie Holiday CD
(While we) While we just chill and watch TV (repeat)
Track Name: Confused?
CHORUS X 2
Each day i look into your eyes i see a different thing
From what you showed me yesterday
And now it’s making me feel confused


VERSE 1
Yo she was 5 feet 8 with a pair of ice sneakers
Our love was kind of clear like my Yamaha speakers
She told me that her parents came from Costa Rica
Now she lives around my way but she was born in Dominica
Met her at this cool restaurant eating Tikka Masala
I had to seek her drinking Margarita
Waiting for her boyfriend Peter
I found out that he used to beat her and made her walk a kilometer
Just to meet him at work and she knew that he would cheat her
Saw him at a club with a chick called Bonita
Drunk and hysteric because he drunk a whole litre
Of Henny and when it ran out he sipped Remi
Yo I told her baby he’s a fool he don’t love you
And if you were my girl I would put nothing above you
We became a couple because we started to date
But hold up wait, Pete’s still on her case
What’s going on? I don’t know
I asked her if she still loves Pete? She says no
From my point of view girl it still seems so
Because every time he knocks you run and open the door, its like


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VERSE 2
See all I want to know is why you told them lies?
You had me hypnotized with your dark brown eyes
Thinking one thing while you think of something else
Then Pete comes around and you leave me on the shelf
It’s kind of like a souvenir for which you really don’t care
Because every time you cried they were Crocodile tears
I thought we were a pair that would outlive years
And blow up the spot like the Final Frontier
But I was so wrong so pack your trunk and move along
It’s hard because my feelings were strong
But life goes on and on goes life
I’m glad I didn’t proceed to make you my wife
Because like I would love you and you would love Peter
Of course and then we’d have to get a divorce
So you can take half of my royalty cheque?
While I rhyme you spend my doe, yo girl what’s next?
What’s going on? I don’t know
I asked you if you still love Pete? You said no
From my point of view girl it still seems so
Because every time he knocks you run and open the door,


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Track Name: Worldwide (DL's Revenge Remix) featuring TY
INTRO
Worldwide x 8, yeah /

VERSE 1 (DL)
Check it, The Funky D is back again I see,
yo TY how you treat the mic?
(TY) I crack the M.I.C, we make the whole world bounce, believable threats,
the flex is unbelievable like inconceivable sex,
concave or convex, clear like Perspex,
Chubby Kid in the specs, making moves like executive people,
some say I must affect this planet,
I’m the street, the people reach out and I’m still very manic,
(DL) still very manic is my steelo cos mics get trashed
with the deadliest of venoms and my style’s first class,
beats hot, rhymes sicker than what more can say?
I never trade with my grade I slay anywhere I lay,
(TY) anywhere I lay my hat is my home,
used to hold my corner now I rock zones,
treat my orchestra like crew,
Mahavishnu Royal Albert Philharmonic,
back stage let me on it to…

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Worldwide and I know we just dropping it, I see you clocking it so keep watching it, worldwide and you know we’re just dropping it,
you thinking small time, I’m thinking opposite,
I said we worldwide players and world entertainers so we worldwide famous spending worldwide paper so we worldwide, I said we worldwide


VERSE 2 (TY)
I bring to performing, make you wake up every morning,
screaming Hallelu, quit your job, fly straight to Malibu,
saying how do you do? Nice to meet you and you and you,
that is exactly the effect that we can have on you
(DL) and we can have no clue about your secret weapons
but we still come first, it aint cool to come second,
we the sure shots who sure rock so when our doors knock,
we treat it special like the gold stored in Fort Knox,
fat like Pork Chops, homie you can call cops,
the game is all props but this is where it all stops,
I walk the streets with my headphones and old bops
and hope to get to live as long as my old Pops,
I’m going straight to the top right?
So does it matter if I got a girl or if I live the single life?
(TY) The single life living giving cameo’s to Candy,
she’s strange, channel change now she’s feeling Randy Crawford
on the street living, skies with no ribbons,
it's awkward like Yasha in a very cherry orchard,
we all should dare to dream, its your birthright,
am I losing you? (No, no) take your first right, second left;
end up on Apricot, jamming with the band, why not? We make it hot

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VERSE 3 (DL) I done did it, me and TY back with it,
sounds ill when we spit it every thirty-five minutes
D will write a hot lyric make your joint world famous,
and do it everyday like worldwide entertainers,
(TY) we are worldwide entertainers if the floor cracks don’t blame us,
pedigree is the same as any MC that’s famous (worldwide)
plus I got my own brand of vogue,
Calculate the dotted crochet cos we all said so,
(DL) and cos we all said so we get straight on the beat
cos beats is like my juice and mics is what I eat,
(TY) I eat Watchi and Shito with my Ghanaian crew,
with my Nigerian crew I like Egusi in my stew,
with my English crew, chicken and chips will do
but with my West Indian crew,
(DL) we love a Guinness Punch brew,
(TY) girls are dodging us cos we love rub on erogenous zones are mobbing us cos the crowd ripper is obviously here,
(DL) yo we here sounding,
(TY) fresh, running square trying to be the best,
(DL) can they do it yo?
(TY) No! Ahh, why try and be the best? You can only be yourself, who can be better than you at being you? True or false? True or false, true or false? Yeah man

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Track Name: Scratchin' My Head (Live at The Jazz Cafe)
INTRO
Ay yo it’s about to go down right now, here’s the beat yall
Ha, yo so I guess it’s about that time for me to speak

VERSE 1
Why is the world so (crazy)? Why are some girls so (crazy)?
Why are some guys so (crazy)? Why are my rhymes so (crazy)?
I got this time yo to speak my mind so
I’m on the grind yo, I won’t recline no
I’m trying to figure just how to blow your mind yo
While all these other cats are looking to be signed yo
I’m trying to work it out so it can make sense
But this is so unreal just like a fake ten
The way that life gets somehow deflates us
But yo our faith must somehow remake us
And reinstate us or else they break us
Recognize that they aint doing us no favours
So I keep wondering, I’m sitting pondering
If this gone fade away or will it turn to fun again?
Don’t have an answer yo not one that’s tangible
So here I am alone, I’m just…

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Scratching, my head I’m scratching my head (x6)
Scratching my head I’m (x4)
Scratching
Go (x17) Go (female x4)

VERSE 2
(Huh) Its like relationships what are they all about?
What’s with the arguments? Why do they kick us out?
Why do we kick em’ out? Why do we sleep around?
We say we love each other but it seems we having doubts
Why do we let emotions rule over the logical?
And when it comes to truth we can be economical
It’s psychological, but still we cave in
I’m saved from the days when I played all them games man
To my amazement I still get fazed when
Somebody does me wrong but still can act so brazen
And my relation’s no longer sacred
It don’t got that trademark, it don’t got that patent
And in the midst of all that that nonsense
That negativity will try to capture my circumference
Without an answer yo, we nothing valuable
It leaves me all alone, just…

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VERSE 3
Yo, so now I witness the pain and suffering
That often gets applied to make a tougher man
And I’ve discovered man, just like the Government
We systematically controlling one another man
So to my Brothers and them Single Mothers man
And all the peoples who we know that really love us man
There is a lake of fire, they trying to shove us in
They say “Its comfortable” and they try and tuck us in
But they can’t suck us in, I aint that gullible
Though I am only human I do get vulnerable
I know which way I’m heading, I got it mapped out
I’m gonna follow it until I black out
But until I black out I try my hardest to
Become a legend who is so incredible
And if that day arrives my time was worth it
For all the years I spent just…


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Scratching, my head I’m scratching my head (x2)
Scratching (x13)
Go (x24) Go (female x8)
Track Name: Rock to Her Beat 2000
CHORUS
Do you like the way we swing, relax and do your thing,
sit back and take the ride,
while I just hold the mic,
rock to the beat,
girl you know you look sweet,
complete and natural,
what I wanna say is actually,
rock to the beat,
yo we rock, rock to the beat
on and non-stop to the beat,
yo we rock, rock to the beat!

VESRE 1
Van damn she had the caramal tan,
told me that her name was Anne,
she got a man but he live in Japan
and she from Cannes in France,
I asked her to dance she took a glance at my stance
and said “man we can hang”
and listen to the Staten Island sound of Wu-Tang,
and then Blak Twang, she spoke with a slight slang
and drove a mustang which she bought in Shenyang,
she said she must go back like a boomerang,
record deal, song that she wrote but she never sang,
my phone rang, Anne’s voice in my hand,
she got me poisoned like a bite from a Boomslang, (snake)
bang, she flipped my world over like a handstand,
Funky is now playing the Monkey like an Orang Outang,
and got me singing songs like Mr Sandman,
girl could make you timid even if you gangbang,
I’m giving her letters like it was hangman,
she beating me one love like tennis grand slam,
even in twenty years time check the programme,
she had me rocking to the beat like I was an old man

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VERSE TWO
Yo Anne can I slide inside your ride?
We can hide, other couples looking green eyed,
be my bride as we walk down the seaside,
never denied cos our love is like worldwide,
kinda notorious like Bonnie and Clyde,
pretty brown eyed, honesty bone fide,
the way you looking always has to be glorified,
your love is killing me like it was homicide,
multiplied and then magnified,
never keep the way you feeling me classified,
always dignified, never falsified,
baby lets take a stride down to the east side,
take you nationwide, girl cos you qualified,
you and me the right match to coincide,
with each other, yo I’m keeping you satisfied,
no we can’t divide cos we certified,
anything wrong has to be rectified,
like my small crib to a house in the countryside,
anything that you need girl I’ll provide,
just keep me rocking to the beat and the baseline

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