• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Bucktown - Smif-N-Wessun
• When The Evening Comes - Undead
• We Don't Want The Poor In New York City - Undead
• Verbal Abuse - Undead
• Undead - Undead
• Put Your Clothes Back On - Undead
• No Vices - Undead
• Never Say Die - Undead
• My Kinda Town - Undead
• Misfit - Undead
• I Want You... Dead - Undead
• I Don't Want To Go - Undead
• Hollywood Boulevard - Undead
• Gimme Your Autograph - Undead
• Evening Of Desire - Undead
• A Life Of Our Own - Undead
• The Umph - Last Emperor
• Suspended In Dusk - Type O Negative

[Steele]
I walk around town with my pound strapped down to my side
No frontin', just in case I gotta smoke some
Around here headz don't act their age
Ya might be another dead boy on the front page
Enter the cipher... withcha lighter
El's are ready, prepare to run another all nighter
But keep watch for the cops cuz they rock glocks
Comin' on the block tryin' to rock knots
Pigs be actin' like they bigga than us niggaz from da streets
cuz we stalk mad deep when they walk beats
I guess they hold a grudge cuz I won't budge
Playin' tough, starin' down da judge with my hand's cuffed
Standing there with my nappy hair and my dirty gear, awww yeah
Now I'm up outta here
Pigs look me up and down with a frown
Is it cuz I'm brown or is it niggaz I'm from Bucktown?
[Hook]
BUCKTOWN!!! Home of the Originoo Gunn Clapperz! [x8]
[Tek]
Got five MC's that wanna come test we
Got ya noses hangin' ovea da trees
Bring on your sounds kid, drown by my massive
Kill your body boy and take your lover for hostage
Knock knock, maybe not the fourshots empty
On the violator that was sent out to get me
I'm tore up from the floor up and everything's black
But still I'm on point ready to buck, ain't nothin' sweet Jack
Bucktown, I represent it on the love love
Deeply rooted from my Timbs to by dick above
Don't sweat the buldge comin' from my hip
Grip what ya did hit when I let my tool click
Nowhere to run, ambush lurks in the dark
Heltah Skeltah smirks while you're gettin' torn apart
Here come the Rude Boys with the ganja plants
Smif-N-Wesson and I roll with the Boot Camp
[Hook]
BUCKTOWN!!! Home of the Originoo Gunn Clapperz! [x7]
Home of the Originoo...
Home of the Originoo...
BUCKTOWN!!! Home of the Originoo Gunn Clapperz!
[Tek]
Another murderer, just another prankster
Rude Boy dead 'cause he thought he was a gangsta
Tried ta live da life of a hood from the streets
Test da wrong dread, now I'm in eternal sleep
Mr. Ripper I lurk in da Stuy
Twist da ganja 'cause I want ta get high
with my Breaddren, a boodah session
learn ya lesson
or get blasted by Mr. Smif or Mr. Wessun
[Steele]
Bucktown's everywhere I swear
It's clear to me
You feel the weed, now I really see
Night falls around the way
Originoo heads come out to play
Puff herb, break day
It's just a regular, everyday state of being I
Mind holds the weight, rhymes free the mind in time
I find reality follows me where I roam
360 degrees back home in...
[Hook]

(Steele)
Sitting here all morning
Trying to get in touch with you
All day long
Wondering what I'm gonna do
You know I want you baby
You know I love you and it's true
And when the evening comes
This is what I'll say to you
Sitting here all morning
Trying to ask you for a date
All day long
Honey and I just can't wait
You know I want you honey
I can't let you outa my sight
And when the evening comes
Everything'll be alright
And when the evening comes
Everything'll be alright
And when the evening comes
Everything'll be alright
You got me going crazy
'Cause you're nowhere to be found
I got a pain in my heart
And it's really bringing me down
Sitting here all morning
Trying to get in touch with you
All day long
Wondering what I'm gonna do
You know I want you baby
You know I love you and it's true
And when the evening comes
This is what I'll say to you
Sitting here all morning
Trying to ask you for a date
All day long
Home again, I just can't wait
You know I want you honey
I can't let you outa my sight
And when the evening comes
Everything'll be alright
And when the evening comes
Everything'll be alright
And when the evening comes
Everything'll be alright
And when the evening comes

(Steele)
We don't want the poor in New York City
No! That's not the way it's supposed to be
We don't want the poor in New York City
In America! The land of the free
You got nothing to say
Shut your mouth
Get in line
You got nothing to say
Here's your check
Here's your food stamps
'Til next time
We don't want the poor in New York City
No! That's not the way it's supposed to be
We don't want the poor in New York City
In America! The land of the free
Move you down to the Lower East Side
Raise the rent
Speculation, gentrification
Move up to Harlem, the South Bronx
Then who knows where?
We don't care
We don't want the poor in New York City
No! That's not the way it's supposed to be
We don't want the poor in New York City
In America! The land of the free
They got me in a rut
I don't know where I'm going
Crammed into a few small blocks of the Ghetto
Break out!
We don't want the rich in New York City
I don't care about them, they don't care about me
We don't need the rich in New York City
Just wait and see
We don't want the rich in New York City
They cram us into Ghettos
Soon, they'll be building walls
We don't want the rich in New York City

(Steele)
I come in, you throw me out
You leave me standing without a doubt
For what you're telling me ain't no use
'Cause all you're giving me is verbal abuse
What I'm hearing ain't no surprise
I'm getting sick of hearing all your lies
You don't listen, you don't see
Don't throw your verbal abuse at me
Verbal abuse, verbal abuse
Verbal abuse
What it does to me
I guess you don't see
You don't even care
This knife in my hand
Makes you understand
I can't take your verbal abuse no more!
Now you're lying in your bed
You ain't moving, it's like I said
Verbal abuse got to my head
Got you, now you're dead
Verbal abuse, verbal abuse
Verbal abuse
What it does to me
I guess you don't see
You don't even care
This knife in my hand
Makes you understand

(Steele)
Flies clinging to my body
Spiders crawling on the walls
Demons hovering around me trying to damn my immortal soul
Evil runs rampant
Everywhere I see
Witches and vampires lunging at me
Friends, I see them changing
My eyes are open wide
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
This ain't no Halloween
This ain't no horror flick
It's a real life b-movie
I think I'm getting sick
This ain't no Halloween
This ain't no horror flick
It's a real life b-movie
I think I'm getting sick
Darkness, circling around me
Death's waiting just outside
Souls, screaming satan, no mercy!
Chills running through my body
Blood coming to a boil
Pounding faster, pounding in my head
This ain't no fantasy
Don't need no script at all
Annihilation's near, mankind is due to fall
This ain't no Halloween
This ain't no horror flick
It's a real life b-movie
I think I'm getting sick
This ain't no fantasy
Don't need no script at all
Annihilation's near
Mankind is due to fall
Undead, undead
Undead, undead
Undead, undead

(Steele)
You said that if I gave you the chance
You'd change my mind about romance
But even though we kissed all night
Nothing seemed to come out right
So put your clothes back on
Don't you think you should be gone
Put your clothes back on
This is turning out all wrong
So put your clothes back on
You said you'd make me see
That true love was even meant for me
But as you started getting romantic
I just started getting more frantic
So put your clothes back on
Don't you think you should be gone
So put your clothes back on
This is turning out all wrong
So put your clothes back on
My social life's a total mess
I don't know why I bother to get dressed
After all these years of living alone
Am I just another middle class clone
Put your clothes back on
You said you'd make me believe that silly stuff
That I don't really have to act so tough
But now the morning light is here
And I just want you to disappear
So put your clothes back on
Don't you think you should be gone
So put your clothes back on
This is turning out all wrong
So put your clothes back on
Don't you think you should be gone
So put your clothes back on
This is turning out all wrong
So put your clothes back on
Don't you think you should be gone
So put your clothes back on
This is turning out all wrong
So put your clothes back on

(Steele)
No vices
How boring it would be if we had
No vices
What a drag to be straight all day and night
No drinks, no drugs, no sex, nothing!
No vices
How boring it would be if we had
No vices
I'm down on my kness
Give me a drink, pill, a smoke, anything, I'm bored to death
No vices
How boring it would be if we had
No vices
I'm down on my kness

(Steele)
Sometimes when things don't seem so hot
I give it everything I've got
There's not much else to do
So I just stick it through
And then you'll see me standing tall
I get knocked down but I don't cry
I'll stand right up, you ask me why?
I'll tell you
I'll never say die
I'll never say die
Don't give up and you will find
Just what you're looking for
Never say die!
Never say die!
Never say die!
Sometimes when living is the pits
That's when I know I just can't quit
You might say that I'm nuts
But I know I've got the guts
And I don't give a damn what you say
And I'll never say die!
Never say die!
Never say die!
Die!
Sometimes when things don't seem so hot
I give it everything I've got
There's not much else to do
So I just stick it through
And then you'll see me standing tall
I get knocked down but I don't cry
I'll stand right up, you ask me why?
I'll tell you
I'll never say die
I'll never say die
Don't give up and you will find
Just what you're looking for
Never say die!
Never say die!

(Steele)
I'm lost in a twilight zone
Ain't got no mind of my own
I took some kind of pill
Now I can't get my fill
I see the junkies and I see the whores
I don't know why but it all seems a bore
They don't give me no thrill
It turns my stomach, I'm getting ill
New York City! You're my kinda town
My kinda people just hangin' around
New York City! You're my kinda town
My kinda people just hangin' around
My mom and dad wanna lock me away
Don't give a fuck, they got nothin' to say
I'm gonna do it anyway
You wanna play? Yeah, I wanna play
New York City! You're my kinda town
My kinda people just hangin' around
New York City! You're my kinda town
My kinda people just hangin' around
I'm lost in a twilight zone
Ain't got no mind of my own
I took some kind of pill
Now I can't get my fill
New York City! You're my kinda town
My kinda people just hangin' around
New York City! You're my kinda town
My kinda people just hangin' around

(Steele)
Walkin' down the street
The people that I meet
You always fucking glare
But you just be aware
I ain't no fuckin' fool
I graduated from high school
And I held a nine-to-five job
But I couldn't live working for some filthy rich slob
Fucking people that I see
Always fucking staring at me
I wonder what it is you see
Some freak from a menagerie
Nothing ever came to me
But all the pain I got for free
You wouldn't give me a hand
But you sure gave me all of your demands
All the other girls and boys
Came around showing off their shiny new toys
Fucking people that I see
Always fucking staring at me
I wonder what it is you see
Some freak from a menagerie
Fucking people that I see
Always fucking staring at me
I wonder what it is you see
Some freak from a menagerie
Nothing ever came to me
But all the pain I got for free
You wouldn't give me a hand
But you sure gave me all of your demands
All the other girls and boys
Came around showing off their shiny new toys
Fucking people that I see
Always fucking staring at me
I wonder what it is you see
Some freak from a menagerie
Fucking people that I see
Always fucking laughing at me
Well, laugh all you want, well, that's just fine

(Steele)
I want you dead
I want you dead
I want you dead
I want you dead
Yeah, girl it turned that I was a fool
All those things they said about you were true
I tried to do the best I could do
Now I want to do away with you
I want you dead
I want you dead
I want you dead
I want you dead
Yeah, girl it turned that I was a fool
All those things they said about you were true
I tried to do the best I could do
Now I want to do away with you
I want you dead
I want you dead
I want you dead
I want you dead
When you lay down to sleep
You pray the lord your soul to keep
But when you lay down to die
Remember, all those times you made me cry
I want you dead
I want you dead
I want you dead
I want you dead
I want you dead
I want you dead
I want you dead

(Steele)
What am I doing here?
I don't know
Where are they taking me?
I don't wanna go
They got a chain around my neck
A dagger in my back
Down a long, long corridor
What am I doing here?
I don't know
Where are they taking me?
I don't wanna go
They got a chain around my neck
A dagger in my back
Down a long, long corridor
I don't wanna go
No, no, no
I don't wanna go
No, no, no
I don't wanna go
No, no, no
I don't wanna go
What am I doing here?
This can't be
Whatever they want
They want it outa me
Strapped to a table
Shaking like a leaf
Drift into an endless sleep
I don't wanna go
No, no, no
I don't wanna go
No, no, no
I don't wanna go
No, no, no
I don't wanna go
What am I doing here?
I don't know
Where are they taking me?
I don't wanna go
They got a chain around my neck
A dagger in my back
Down a long, long corridor
I don't wanna go, no
I don't wanna go, no
I don't wanna go, no
I don't wanna go, no
I don't wanna go, no
I don't wanna go, no
I don't wanna go, no
I don't wanna go, no
I don't wanna go, no
I don't wanna go, no
I don't wanna go, no
I don't wanna go, no
I don't wanna go, no

(Steele)
The full moon's light broken by the blades of a helicopter
People screaming, running, lights flashing
Suddenly, a beam of light from the overhead chopper, detects my presence
He radios to the ground troops and a hundred, or more black leather boots
helmets hiding expressionless faces brandishing clubs, turn
and begin to pursue me down a bloody boulevard
Seeking refuge, I duck into a dark alley
An unseen hand, covers my mouth and nostrils
History repeats itself, everything goes black
I'm looking over my shoulder and I'm keeping my nose clean
I'm on Hollywood Boulevard, in facist Germany
The moon is full and the streets are lined in blue
I'm on Hollywood Boulevard, they're coming after you
They're coming out
They're coming out
They're coming out in force tonight
They're coming out
They're coming out
So watch out for those flashing lights
Motorcycles buzzing, helicopters overhead
I think of another time and place and wish that I was dead
I see the people running, I see where people died
I try to see shelter, but there's noplace left to hide
They're coming out
They're coming out
They're coming out in force tonight
They're coming out
They're coming out
So watch out for those flashing lights
They're coming out in force tonight
So watch out for those flashing lights
I see what had moments ago been my best friend's,
now lifeless, battered, bloody body barely recognizable
Come day or night, the black and white
Are looking out for you
And come the time you're out of line
They'll bring it down on you
They're coming out
They're coming out
They're coming out in force tonight
They're coming out
They're coming out
So watch out for those flashing lights
They're coming out
They're coming out
They're coming out in force tonight
They're coming out
They're coming out
So watch out for those flashing lights
They're coming out
They're coming out tonight
They're coming out
They're coming out tonight
They're coming out
They're coming out tonight
They're coming out
They're coming out tonight
They're coming out
They're coming out tonight
They're coming out
They're coming out tonight
They're coming out
They're coming out tonight
They're coming out

(Steele)
Gimme your autograph
This one's gonna be your last
Gimme your autograph
You were my favorite star
It blew my mind the way you played your guitar
I followed you through every trend
But tonight that's gonna end
Gimme your autograph
This one's gonna be your last
Gimme your autograph
I played your records through high school
I always wanted to be like you
They say that I'm to blame
They say that I'm insane
My only claim to fame was you
I played your records through high school
I always wanted to be like you
They say that I'm to blame
They say that I'm insane
My only claim to fame
My only claim to fame

(Steele)
You give me love
You me everything you can
You give me love
You make me feel like I'm a man
All night kisses set me on fire
You're guaranteed to bring an evening of desire
Look at you girl
Down on your knees
Your tender, loving lips
My slave, you're bound to please
You are my victim
I am your sire
We'll share our fantasies an evening of desire
Evening of desire
Delight in your screams
You're the girl of my dreams
Evening of desire
Delight in your screams
You're the girl of my dreams
Evening of desire
Desire
Now you are powerless
Satisfaction bound
And you are speechless
You will not make a sound
You chest is heaving
You're getting scared
I'll take you higher on an evening of desire
Evening of desire
Delight in your screams
You're the girl of my dreams
Evening of desire
Delight in your screams
You're the girl of my dreams
Evening of desire
Desire
Now you are powerless
Satisfaction bound
And you are speechless
You will not make a sound
You chest is heaving
You're getting scared
I'll take you higher on an evening of desire
Evening of desire
Delight in your screams
You're the girl of my dreams
Evening of desire
Delight in your screams
You're the girl of my dreams
Evening of desire

(Steele)
We were raised by a computer
We never had no mom or dad
And the rest of our life story
Is surely just as sad
Abandoned by the ones we loved
In a world we couldn't understand
We never had no reasons
So we never made no plans
And now we're speeding down
Life's highway
In white vinyl and chrome
But someday we're gonna live
A life of our own
We always got in trouble with the teachers in our schools
We never respected nothing, never followed any rules
Outcasts at an early age, the first kids on the moon
I guess we found out a little too late, we grew up a little to soon
And now I guess we can't buy
A split level home
But someday we're gonna live
A life of our own
A life of our own
Now we're speeding down
Life's highways
In white vinyl and chrome
But we're never gonna live
A life of our own
We always got in trouble with the teachers in our schools
We never respected nothing, never followed any rules
Outcasts at an early age, the first kids on the moon
I guess we found out a little too late, we grew up a little to soon
And now I guess we can't buy
A split level home
But someday we're gonna live
A life of our own
A life of our own
Now we're speeding down
Life's highways
In white vinyl and chrome
But we're never gonna live
A life of our own
A life of our own
A life of our own
A life of our own

[Verse 1]
[Steele]
Brace yourself for the awesomest pair
when cocoa b's palm deck, put the trees in the air
this time we came to represent the place we from
bucktown, new york take it, never, and run
now, take a sec to respect this pedigree
steps up pioneers in the industry
generail S-T double E-L-E
and the B, smokey, my pee, you see
last emp, big print, nino storm
we roll up a dub sack right before we have to perform
me and the band that I just mentioned
we get it on in these brooknam trenches
[Teck]
We regulate when you tell jake I struck ya (Here We Go!)
pay a cake, send 'bout eight, though the toucher (Here We Go!)
funk-layin' popo, you gotta go-go (Here We Go!)
you felt the fo-fo, we skate out on flow-low (Here We Go!)
we move out with two's, thugs and drugs
low slugs twist up and I spread my love
that's the B.K. way, the only way I know how to be
see me in the scunnel brooklyn on the side of me
Break!
Go!, Go!
[x8]
[Last Emperor]
Let the world bear witness as hip-hop spreads
from America, the U.K. and even tibet
some fake politicians label it as a threat
with the attack of the last emp, steele and teck
I went from west Philadelphia to Bucktown
Day-O said hit 'em with the rough sound (hit 'em with it)
Bobby Simmons cold beef the drums down
or go emperor to shut the whole club down (murda!)
Prince Paul brings the cuts and scratches and
attacking it, man, you know where the action is
back and forth as the D.J. spins
we attempt to make history once again
Break!
Go Emperor!
[x8]
[Verse 2]
[Teck]
Brooklyn best Isl is our hometown
shrowm gown that's how we get down
spit rounds, hit clowns with thick pounds
stuff grams up mounts for the greyhounds
with that butter shit, off white color shit
find a town, smother it, on some gutter shit
like spider webs, i hang in the hood
that's what separates the rapper do's, you can, and i could
ya'll the type that smoke dirt, easy to be merked
run around with broke, unloaded guns that don't work
deserved to be hurt, kidnapped in the store
gun-butted with the eighty and beat up in the public
Break!
Go Brooklyn!
[x7]
[Last Emperor]
Last Emp found the way with the rhymes I say
to straight mutulate mic's and fight urban decay
I make the crowd sway in a dangerous way
point blank, this ain't a game, mutha fuckas don't play!
I create fresh rhymes with the lava method
I put it out, a few rappers try to catch it
the type of emcee that they don't invite to sessions
I come real, and they're just composite sketches
we brought the band back for a lob track
it ain't a DAT man, ya'll niggaz can't rewind that
who got the heat, now ya'll know where to find that
and you can catch me out back with a dime sack
[Steele]
It ain't nothing like Bucktown music
when u smoking on a nine-five cruisin'
or when you with a dime chic getting booted
in the big truck, system up, boomin'
you like it cuz you choose it
many commercial emcees miss-use it
but the name of the game is rapture
now you rap actors meet you rap masters
Break!
Go Emperor!