So what's the deal man, you think real rap gon' come back or what?
[Lowe] Know them funny fakes and snakes got to go
I'm sayin, I like what you doin man, this is new revolution
[Lowe] Know them funny fakes and snakes got to go
Aight yo, dig it
[Chris Lowe]
Real quick, let's get intricate, deep dish
With sounds that get down through the speaker so clear
Crispy, y'all can't miss me
Catch me from the snare, trust the funk you just gon' hear
Now let's take the trip on the journey of beats
Past the crates of the beloved and cheapskates that dub it
This here funk was bred from the illest hip-hop head
You shellshocked, watch the bells rock
Trust me, the illest of the million dollar sellers won't hurt me
Now that's mos def and most certainly
So mi amigos with the million dollar egos
Frontin played out, that shit corny like Cheetohs
Act, straight up black, no fake scam make ya thick thin
This nigga full blooded, nuttin mixed in (mm)
Accept it, ignorant off point, you gon' catch beef
I put that on the gap up in my front teeth (damn)
I'm top gauge, on the next page
Advice to the players, y'all save the ace of spades
Chris Lowe with the routine reality check
Ain't no disrespect but I'm 'bout to cut the deck
What's the deal?
Yo I dare somebody y'knahmsayin to just wreck the style
[Lowe] Know them funny fakes and snakes got to go - what's the deal?
I dare you to diss though, knahmsayin, come up with that real shit
[Lowe] Know them funny fakes and snakes got to go - what's the deal?
Come up with the real joints, knamsayin, come up with some real joints
[Lowe] Know them funny fakes and snakes got to go - what's the deal man?
Real live, y'knahmsayin? Real live
[Lowe] Y'all know them funny fakes and snakes got to go
[Chris Lowe]
Man, things ain't the same, now don't complain, I'm just against the grain
See my brain'll put that lick-a-shot shit to shame
I think we need to stick to bein black
So the next generation'll step up right on track (why?)
We gon' need 'em, so tell the truth, man don't cheat 'em
If shorties is hungry for that knowledge man then feed 'em
See I'm into that (yeah) I threw that in there, thought I'd mention that (huh)
Cause black knowledge is the scratch what we itchin at
Observe me, I hope a lot of y'all heard me
Cause every city, everywhere, niggaz is still dirty
Clean up your act, baby wash your back
Tell 'em soul brothers don't be really actin like that
It's just the weather, I'm thinkin precisely, whatever
Still lookin behind me (why?) cause some niggaz is some-timey
While I'm still the same, year after year with the same name
Forever steady, we'll get together when you ready
What's the deal?
Real rap y'knahmsayin? All the real MC's man, step up
[Lowe] Know them funny fakes and snakes got to go - what's the deal?
Only the real beats man, only the real heads, real MC's, real rhymes
[Lowe] Y'all know them funny fakes and snakes got to go
[Chris Lowe]
My voice contain the downright dirty lyrics
Bout to get me pissed off and just squash the whole spirit
of the raider raider, the crash test dummy data
Time for some change, the hip-hop influctuator
I'ma keep it simple, fat grooves that get you into
You gazin in space, so may the bass be wit'chu
Shoulders is shruggin, A&R;'s is like keep buggin
I'm beyond a thug, too deep to be dug
I'll be damned though, if I gots to pull the scandal
You lose your job, the business can't be handled (hah)
Ain't no breakin my back for contracts
and gettin disrespect (hell no) not for records (nah)
So what's the deal?
What's the deal, y'knahmsayin? You tell me
[Lowe] Y'all know them funny fakes and snakes got to go - what's the deal?
Shit, you tell me, what's the deal baby
[Lowe] Y'all know them funny fakes and snakes got to go - what's the deal?
[Chris Lowe]
Lights, camera (ACTION!)
Allow me to lace the showcase
The style and the grace on me you gon' see
Gladly, from that introduction, you get the percussion
Blast you fast there go production
Trust, took my top hat off by all means
Lay the funk {shit} down from New Haven to Queens
My stage persona, smooth like {marijuana}
And I'm off the quote, so take you a toke, don't choke
It ain't hard to see me up on the marquee
The next award winning academy nominee
Chris Lowe your bro, legendary type flow fo' sho'
That style right there gon' flow below
Put a slop on top, flip flop hip-hop
Took a nap for three years, woke up still hot
I, slow the roll for the next degree
The brother next to me is the Extra P
[Large Professor]
In top control, when I rock'n'roll
{Niggaz} want to bumrush the dominant soul
Jump start is the reflex art, strong hard and cold
Chris Lowe, make the rhymes explode
In the heat of the night, Large Pro is that excitin sound
Get around with the trey-five pound
Every time the little lady act fake I frown
Shake shake your town, check how I lay it down on the low
Bumrush ya show, like I said once befo'
Large Pro in the house, Chris Lowe
Let it connect, yo Connecticut
Make some noise when I kick it to the girls and boys
that's rough and on the corner, puffin {marijuana}
Ha yeah, gettin paid up front, forever on and beyond
Pass the baton, to my {nigga} and relax
Count stacks, Extra P is a don
[Chorus x2: Chris Lowe]
Uncut action, pure satisfaction
Wild, bustin out of the frame with the style
Uncut action, pure satisfaction
Wild, bustin out of the frame with the style
[Chris Lowe]
Bust out the frame, blast off top speed
The super soul seeker, funky stoned fiend
'Bout to funk you with this yo split the scene
Your flabbergast ass is lost, that's what I mean
This here gon' be heard from the front to the rear
No doubt, slicked out, for the grand premier
Devestatin to your mind, freakin what you can't hear
Y'all know, Chris Lowe gon' be stuck in your ears
See y'all be seein whassup, peep it out like a fox
Pop it in and out on {niggaz} like a jack in the box
One time, and you don't stop
So get down, to the sound you see
I got the beats that lie, got the beats galo'
Got the beats that you never ever heard before
Now if you say you heard my beats, we gon' have to fight
Cause I just looped up the funk {shit} last night
[Intro/Chorus]
Get it goin on
Get it goin on
Get it goin on
Get it goin on
[Chris Lowe]
That's what I say when I mean what I say
Get it goin on right now dawg, andele
You know y'all sittin, silly lookin {bullshittin}
Get a move on, see my groove on, huh
Ain't no time to burn where I'm from
So y'all can catch on, catch up or look dumb
So many of us left back in the dust
Street knowledge a must, who a {nigga} can trust?
Waste your life away if y'all want
When a {nigga} get paid, you wonder why he wanna flaunt
He on point, on time, on cue
Get your {shit} together, you can do it too
And get it goin on
[Chorus]
[Chris Lowe]
Now take my night life for instance
Smooth like smoke from the incense
Daytime my mind scramblin fo' sho'
Got to get back at the house, safe and secure
Might hit the bar 'round 12, it depends
They be frontin at the door man, let me in
Chuck with me, yo you know we gon' get through
Y'all play that pretty shit if y'all want to
Next we in the usual we win again uh-huh
It's all in my face, chicks all on my case huh
To the bar, where we are, no sweat
Let's get right, couple snakebites
Roll it backward, make you act good too
We don't really club too long
But we get it goin on
[Chorus]
[Chris Lowe]
Last test, drop that stress
When you think about it, how you got blessed
Live your life, don't hurt nobody
Stay out of jail, black life so frail
Use the streets for the black production
I still see "Self Destruction"
West coast the same, y'all still the same game
I remember the plot back in the day that was hot
Take control, be glad you got soul
Feel the relief, let God handle your beef
That's all I'ma say, Chris Lowe all gone
Y'all all in the streets, baby stay strong
And get it goin on
[Chris Lowe]
My beats'll come down like rain drops and drizzle a lot
Then a little I take my own space
Tune your ear clear so frequencies in the air
Flow floats through amps and 50 watt spares
Regardless you get what sounds I transmit
Touch tingle and taste vibrations of the space
No matter where you are, this sound can get far
Long as your ears can be reached with this audible cause
Check your hearin, take your mind off what you wearin
Uhh I hit the snare and make it snap like a whip
On the soul shit I'm sellin, no commotion
Hypnotizin, like the moon control the ocean
Funky not fancy, I dug to discov' what's hip
It's a trip, funk soul shit rip
Sound that's gon' flow 'bove ground, just like a spirit
Woofer to woofer, tweeter to tweeter, you hear it
I done hurt it
[Chris Lowe]
A slave to the airwaves
See I should funk up the radio but they ain't gon' play me though
I'm too ghetto, I know I'm comin thick, which break I'm gon' pick?
Sell a million underground, make a hit
Who knows, here goes, the drummer with the bass player
Track over track, layer on top of layer
Hey ya got soul kid, yo lay the snare flat
Let me hear that shit go 'round, uh-ah-uh-BAP
Watch me go on without no hooks or no horns
Tracks still get trampled with like 50 different samples
No anvil no banjo, funk not folk
Watch me put it on, no jive and no joke
Like super duper flavor that you found from downtown
to uptown, don't disrespect or interrupt now
Cause point blank that ain't the smart decision
It's like I mentioned, we start shit up just like an engine
I hurt it
[Chris Lowe]
My name'll be up just like graffiti that you see
up on the highway, way down South onto the tri-state
Connecticut, where rhymes start at the predicate
Better get the force, 95 a long course North
Go back and forth to different cities for beats
Trust when your town get down I'll be there to sneak a peak
Hit record stores for more scores of beats
45's, LP's, then I grab some CD's
Headquarters, come and convert it
Switch the pitch a tad bit, just a little bit
Yeah, Chris Lowe
(Okay, it's Fort Knox; Chuck Chillout - let's go)
[Verse One: Chris Lowe]
I'm in line to see the club rock
Fly shorties all over lookin too hot
Tryin to get a spot, tryin to see some ass drop
Bend over, let me put it in a padlock
Backwards, full of hydro
In New York, or New Haven, or Chicago
Oh yeah, by the way, my name Chris Lowe
Move ya hips lows, love it when ya lips blow
Damn - shorty's standin by the coat check
Tryin to get her on the mic for a throat check
Chris poke her first night, that's a sure bet
Got her so wet, on her jeans, full jet
Damn, mami get me stuck
With them tight-ass jeans and she lickin her lips
Shake your ass like you havin a seizure
And girl we gon' freak for a week in the beat so let's go
[Chorus x2]
Let's go, I'm feelin ya flow
Yo' lips and yo' eyes, hips and yo' thighs (let's go)
Let's go, it's Knox and Chris so
We gon' take you on a ride and make it worldwide (let's go)
[Verse Two: Fort Knox]
Knox smoke trees by the ounces
Bumrush the club, I'm bigger than the bouncers (move)
I turn accounts to a trampoline
And my stroke so good it'll cramp a spleen (yeah)
I'm tryin to find me a go-go chick
That can bounce up and down on my pogo stick (bounce)
I'm tellin you girl, your ass is the one
More junk in your trunk than +Sanford & Son+ (oh no!)
And baby girl had a thong made of licorice (okay)
Real ticklish, kiss her on her clitoris
All the chicks wanna check for me
They call me Robo-Knox, I'm a sex machine
And I like 'em real thick like a milkshake (real thick)
With a sick waist, shake it 'til ya hips break
Knox be the same night Knox freak her
Spray white shit on her face like Noczema, let's go
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Chris Lowe]
She got a ass like Gabrielle Union's
I wanna smash, put somethin in the womb and
Shorty face like Vivica Fox
I only hit it one time and I pass it to Knox
Full blast and we chillin with Chuck
And she know she gon' get it if she get in the truck
I like the style, I like your strut
Shake your ass all wild, not givin a fuck
[Verse Four: Fort Knox]
Body right and brain is amazin
Shorty ran more trains than Penn Station
Stay right and keep my pen blazin
My flow's a burnin sensation
So back it up, girl put it in my lap
I take yo' ass home, then you know it's a wrap
Let's get it goin on, yo you know where it's at
I got you, your man ain't gettin you back (let's go)
[Chorus]
Never heard it like - quite like this before
Never heard it like - quite like this before
[Chris Lowe]
Now first off the bat, nah y'all who dat?
Think about where you first heard the skull snap
First of all, y'all don't know me
I'm on the cover of the XXL between Steel and Jarobi
"The Greatest Day in Hip-Hop History" is to be marked
Mad contacts just got sparked
F'real, that's why I'm here
Sleeping Bag wasn't cursin me, this my 10th anniversary
I trooped it back from the day in Connecticut
Y'all live, real niggaz lick shots, peace to Shaolin
Let's get it rugged like rough rugs and stuff
And break shit down like construction trucks
Word up to M.O., to the ten year demo
I made him come clean, one mean lean machine
I tell you like this, if y'all prefer
You gon' hear this funk shit 'til your vision a-blur
[Chorus x2]
[Chris Lowe]
Y'all millionaires pay attention, player hatin and dissin
Sharp minds'll find this the shit y'all missin
See I'm all about the skin I'm in, back to black
Let's begin again, my complexion like cinnamon
Best believe somethin up my sleeve
With no competition, just can not achieve
A sexy sucker, but the mind is sane
Havin nothin to lose but my goal's to gain
That's plain to see, that's on the strength of Mic G
Yes lord I hold it down real tightly
I take it to the top one time for all y'all
The ladies and the gentlemen, hustlin and pedalin
Whoever you are, I know your type by far
Have some respect and keep that act up to par
The rules of my game for your protection (protection)
To keep you movin in the right direction
[Chorus x2]
[Chris Lowe]
The ball in your court, Chris Lowe shoot the shot
Some brothers, might like it, some brothers, might not
Do it different? Not at all, the funk don't fall boy
You nuts, niggaz got classic cuts
Check the script, as I flip, it ain't nuttin
I hear presto rappers, instant, pushin for buttons
But this here original, from analog to the digital
It's clear to see that mean it's rippable
to death, the last funk nigga left
I needed a record, to save my last breath
Push it up, cause you might not ever hear me again
I'm Chris Lowe, see y'all in another ten
Aiyyo who that, Tall T, from Hartford?
(That's right son, whassup Chris?)
New Haven to Hartford right now son?
(New Haven to Hartford, all the way to the fullest)
Let's hit 'em with a one liner real quick
(Yo these one liners)
[Chorus]
One liners ("Your album couldn't f#%k with one line" - Craig Mack)
One! ("Your album couldn't f#%k with one line")
One liners ("Your album couldn't f#%k with one line")
One! ("Your album couldn't f#%k with one line")
[Chris Lowe]
Yeah you dip dip dive then so-socialize
Clean out your ears then you open your eyes
(And see what?) Me standin, microphone plannin
Demandin, scannin, Chris the loose cannon
(Expandin) So what y'all all close to me for?
Cause y'know I got flavor like a grocery store
You shoppin, you want that beat that get you hoppin
It's a lot of whack {shit} out, watch what you coppin
This the future shot, and we used to rock
Ahead of my time like a calendar for challenger
Cause I ain't gon' choke on a quote, dare me to take a toke
Inhale your style and blow it out like smoke
Son kill it, Chris Lowe ain't gon' get you nowhere
Cause I'm still gon' be livin on my kicks and snares
Throughout the party, got you scared wit'cha shotty
If I don't get your {bitch} you know it's gon' be somebody
My one liner
[Chorus]
[Tall T]
You get your back cracked, like a chiropract'
See your face you change like Michael Jack' in 10 seconds flat
You don't know the haps, that's why, I came with the stats
to run laps around your fake raps and dodge traps
set up by fake cats, who hate that, the flow is way fat
Cause I put letters together better than Pat Sajak
Did I say that? Crazy sad rappers go with the phases
You try to get one style I flip like John Woo, and save faces
Tenacious, give me some room, my style's spacious
Never waste this, lyrical flow just amaze kids
Basic trainin, what you need fo' yo' language
I CAN'T HEAR YOU, you suck, you not a banger
You just bring mo' anger, I told your moms
you shouldn't mess with a stranger
Got beat up, dumped on your head, stole your Ranger
It's like this, a true MC of the art
Don't start, with the flow, I tear you apart
I admit you had heart, but this time around, you suck
I'll understand if you don't give me that pound, one liners
[Chorus x1.5]
[Chris Lowe]
Yeah I hit 'em with the uncut action, pure satisfaction
Didn't slack up, second single, this the backup
Independent, {bullshit} that I get
Chris Lowe and out of sight, lower than footprints
You ain't seein me for real 'til I get this new deal
So for now take the beats to the {shit} y'all feel
Enjoy yourself (just enjoy yourself)
Just enjoy yourself (just enjoy yourself)
Yeah see I'ma break it down slow for y'all, I only got the time
To make the cash money and to say a quick rhyme
{Niggaz'll} hawk when I walk on stage in a rage
Flip the page (flip the page) it's the one man brigade (brigade)
And then I walk in the dust, ain't no trust man
{Niggaz} stand around like they waitin for the bus
Schemin on my riches and {bitches} is takin pictures
I'm out, Lowe down, yeah lost and not found
[Tall T]
Aiyyo a {bitch} is a {bitch} like Ice Cube said
Call me Shabba Don cause I'm wicked in the bed
Destroy fake guys avoid +Snake Eyes+ like Nicholas
Cage a rapper up somethin so ridiculous
Keep only ductions that ticklish
More +Fresher+ than +Doug E.+ I'm +Wicked+ plus a +Lil' Vicious+
I wanna be surround by ice like Jigga
The only way I can hit the top is to step up my flow {nigga}
I'm f'real fulfillin flows on the fluent
I send a sound to see the deal the way y'all do it
Dope music, basslines, and acoustics
Make a hip-hop crowd lose it it only just a few minutes
My soul tinted, everything I said I meant it
Rules I bend 'em, you got a rapper ready to send 'em
One liners
If I could do it all again
I would change nothin
Well, maybe a few things
[Carl Thomas croons]
[Chorus: Carl Thomas]
If I could rewind my life today - what would I do, what would I say?
If I could turn back the hands of time - I would rewind the time, that you were mine
If I could rewind my life today - what would I do, what would I say?
If I could turn back the hands of time..
[Chris Lowe]
I wish I never (wish I never) said what I was sayin
I was gassed up (gassed up) a player just playin (damn)
a lady like you, but who knew what to do
With fightin and the fussin we both went through (both went through)
Time went along and you faded away
I reminisce on a kiss each and every day (every day)
I sing a sad song, cause we both was wrong
It's a shame two people couldn't really get along
That's why I keep all the good times and leave it at dat
I heard you got married, had kids and got fat
It really feel good to see you out the hood
It's too bad cause Lowe was misunderstood, if I..
[Chorus]
[Chris Lowe]
See I've been through mad ladies (ladies) from back in the 80's (80's)
To twenty-oh-three, still pimpin, that's just me
But sometimes I catch it, y'all don't really even know
Feelin like a pimp when he use a girl ho
Hide it and divide it, this feelin ain't a lie
Like Jay, I guess I really gotta make the +Song Cry+
And then get to steppin, replace what I left in
Forward on, y'all know I got this rep that I'm protectin
But thoughts pop up, for a second I get stuck
In a daze I'm amazed at the way we used to..
And then I begin to just fantasize
About the flicks on your lips, between your thighs
Shake it off, stop thinkin 'bout the way you take it off
You ain't even mine, I'm just rememberin the time
I got you on tape, I can press rewind
And then rewind the times that you were mine
[Chorus]
[Chris Lowe]
I probably woulda did it different, just to be specific
Cause bein with me, back in the day, wasn't terrific
I was whylin, you was mad when I was smilin
Wasn't, takin you serious, I had you delerious
But I realize what I lost of course
It's too late to hate, I just made a mistake
And so many things that I had to go through
But learned a good lesson after I lost you
You used to tell me all the time one day you would leave
I just couldn't believe, what you had up your sleeve
See I got a hundred girls, but they don't mean shit to me
Who woulda known you was the one that would get to me?
Yes y'all, the sounds you're about to hear, is devestatin to your ear
Chris Lowe, Sadat X, and Dinco D is here
Treacherous 3, two-thousand and one
Chris Lowe (Sadat X) (and Dinco D)
[We're like the treacherous, treacherous, treacherous three]
[Gonna rock it from the bottom, rock it from the bottom]
[Rock it from the bottom to the T-O-P]
[Verse One: Chris Lowe]
I'm Chris Lowe, no doubt that's me
A brother you don't see on no TV
In the streets like the trash pilin up on yo' {ass} (uh-huh)
A simple 12 inch, yeah you see it's a cinch
You ain't really heard a style like mine in a while
Smoother than a glass of milk boy (jot that down)
Top choice with my voice, advice is so precise
This {nigga} so nice he got ice up in his dice
It really ain't a thing when we start to roll
Like money breakin players, that got a whole lotta soul
So don't make no mistake when you talkin to Chris
If you aimin for my body, you bet' not miss
[Verse Two: Sadat X]
I'm, old New York like vice and gaming
Lay up with skins do a little dab of scramblin
My {nigga} hop off the turnpike
Take the woods and see deer, you got the woods we gettin it there
With green, a magazine, and some beer
I'm calculated to that one point [explosion]
And I can pinpoint crabs
My heart turn black from {shit} like that
A six pack can't stop these slugs (never)
You lamp all day with broads, come downstairs late
and get grilled, for bein unskilled
Yo' physical build, got me beat by a hundred pounds
So imagine where I'm takin it (understand)
I see the branches fallin, off my family tree
But I gotta keep it movin cause the next could be me
The 'Dat-father, know me, understand me
Demand me fo' retail
And help a {nigga} get a sale
The Book of X, third chapter, first verse
Says before I thirst I'll burst, and that'll be worse
My emotions range from lust to hate
I'm fragile right now, that's why I made y'all wait
But when I'm ready let y'all, I'ma give y'all the date
But a {nigga} gets speedier when I grab off the plate
[Verse Three: Dinco D]
I coulda hit you with a pistolwhip or shot you with a needle
Aim for your heart through your ears until I see you
It's the, D as in Dinco like, D as in Dinc so
It's me, Sadat X and the one Chris Lowe
Doin the math from 2 AM to 2 in the aft'
So many could be in the game but be an {ass}
Perpetual jetstreams from links (?)
I lock on my teams like Fred (?)
Remember my face in the dark as well as the light
It shines on ya sons and moonlights ya wife
See the next night in the bedpiece there's a moment of silence
Right before she says she's been raped by my comments
My dominance develops, swellin in ya melon
You just can't elope in the court, where I'm the felon
As big as the next two scoops to raise-on
Flipped it from beneath all the boards I played on
[Chris Lowe]
Yup, yup that's me, Chris Lowe, yeah that's me
Oh it's a promo
My, my album? It's called "Black Life"
This-this track right here?
Yo this track right here, this is umm, "Streetwatch"
I think that, yo it's bangin, it's bangin
So what y'all want? A little verse or somethin, from the LP?
Ain't nuttin y'all can really show me
I got this one time offer son, one time only
Unlimited edition, street tradition
Y'all heard it first, unreleased, unrehearsed
Get it now, get some of this funk on file
You still dumb, ain't no one here when you hear one
Look at your ass down in that CD spot
Copped the Chris Lowe, "Black Life" promo
And get it goin on, move it along
Spark the dancefloor up before it's all gone
And then you realize what just happened
The Chris Lowe mystique, the beats, the rappin
The whole nutshell, hey I ask y'all what the hell
goin on, man, what's goin on so strong
Who dis, with the bliss, black style twist
Last name Lowe, first name... ha ha
Yo that's enough man, that's it
Y'all gotta get that album, "Black Life"
It's alla y'all, knowhatI'msayin?
[Chris Lowe]
Shoo-wop shu-wow, bring back the old style
of eighty-three, a part of me y'all don't see
I woke up this mornin and I blessed my life
Blessed the beats, struggled to my strife
Then figured it out, the Lowe don't slack
Lookin in the mirror sayin - damn, glad I'm black
The greatest discovery I once first found
Yeah run it in the ground, punk Lowe so bound
And I don't care what you freestylin about
With money all up in my pockets {niggaz} runnin they mouth
But free {shit} talk {that shit} to me, we gon' see
The big breakdown, {niggaz} is outta gas G
I used to cut the record down to the bone
Now they got me hurtin this microphone
You slipped up once, you slipped up twice
Give up them records and the mic device
[Chorus]
I see rap goin round and round (round and round)
Rap goin round and round (round and round)
Rap goin round and round (round and round)
Rap goin round and round (round and round)
[Chris Lowe]
Too hot to trot, too old to get cold
Blast beats, 'til I got y'all losin control
Chris Lowe, kinda like I'm crackin ya code
At last, blast with a whole lotta soul
It's hot, even though you may think not
Who that scary cat tryin to block my shot?
For what I'm in the cut like I can't come out
to bust down the back door like {?} did shout
Told y'all {niggaz} I'm last to fold y'all
One man street team, the ill street soldier
So bust this like we in it at 6
And snatch off his ice chain with a slick mix
You the best DJ with mad fly tricks
You got the kinda style they just don't fix
You got the kinda style they just don't fix
You got the kinda style they just don't fix
[Chorus]
[Chris Lowe]
Yeah I seen it before, it happened just like this
The legends, be comin back from out the midst
They be hauntin the game, things ain't the same
Y'all know the {niggaz} that was real at first, they done changed
over the years, I still got my ears
See the same old re-rocked ideas
Stop, hold up, I'm back in time
My future was yesterday, the best came to play
For y'all the fans, feel free, clap your hands
A {nigga} stand still in a b-boy stance
And take this here, cause you can play it ten years from now
Rap goin round and round
[PMD]
Yeah, whatchu want, whatchu want
Ay Chris Lowe yo
Why don't you step to the mic and bless 'em with a jewel
Representin two-oh-three style, y'knahwhatImean?
Hit 'em in the head
[Chris Lowe]
Listen, to the situation my son
Lowe serious as cancer, all foes is done
with these beats, you got 'em from me
Now you can tell I been around since the JVC
I bring it back, the skull snap rap
The real rhythm on the real rap track
People think, the streets, as far as I see
Your boulevard look hard but it's easy for me
Livin out in C-T, who the hell I be
Chris L-O-W-E that's me
Cool with the riffin, guys keep a handle
If you don't you get waxed like you a candle
Behind closed doors, I schemed on yours
Came back, haunted you and shocked your drawers
And then the time slid, like I did a quick bid
What go around come around like I'm doin right now
[Chorus]
Buckwhylin, buckwhylin, buckwhylin, buckwhylin
[PMD]
Yo so check the C-T, 203 that's when you catch P
Straight ballin, big up New Haven, where I roll strictly
My shit so raw like cocaine you wanna sniff me
My dick be, hard to spit so don't piss me
off, you and your crew, soft
You get knocked off, you crossed the God, "Rugged & Raw"
I'm warnin you all, big fat tall or small
Guns or brawls, could walk away like fuck you all
[Chris Lowe]
You can call me Chris Lowe, but I'm a top biller
Part time dealer, permanent killer
You know it get ill on the shank it's for the scrilla
Ha, I'm like the rest of the best, I'm a thriller
See now you look like you lost, and you lost to me
Action, try to find a way to start to relaxin
Relaxin, you can look but you ain't seein for me
Not 'less I got a hustle or muscle with P
Some people shocked and amazed at who I am
From Sleeping Bag cut short at Def Jam
You can see me chillin ain't no skin off my back
Me and Chuck Chillout, watch the funk spill out
Through the speaker, feel it down in your sneaker
You jump to the thump like a Reebok pump
Lowe whylin
[Chorus]
[Chris Lowe]
Pay attention while I rock the beat, one time
Pay attention while I be rockin the jam
I need a scratch - now my batteries is bangin
My raps {?} raps with no explainin
You can fly high, hope you don't die
You know I'm the type to make the player hater cry
Lookin up to me, what you think they see?
The fresh fantastic fly funky MC
C'mon, even the score, sound you a door
Only got one album, hope I get one more
So, please, take the rhymes like these
The beats is red hot like a hundred degrees
Son duke, this ain't a fluke
So believe me when I tell you don't pull out if you ain't gon' shoot
You look nervous, might as well join the circus
Yo you need the discipline, trouble the shit you in
Go whylin
A chance to breathe
Everyone breathe
The news is hard, the days are long
And still we breathe
Everybody on the border towns
Your radios, your northern sounds
Fly your banners from the line
A thousand miles long
It is uneasy here
But we need everybody on
A band of thieves has ruined the bar
You, crooked barrister, arranged the calls
Your life of service is worthless
If you've ever served at all
Raise up now your lone star
We'll watch the pieces fall
Everybody on the boundary wires
Your telephones, your signal fires
Keep your balance on the line
A thousand miles long
It is not easy here
But we need everybody on board now
Don't fall away
There is no crime if you say
What you mean to say
Everybody on the border ties
Your mission bells, your desert skies
Draw your power from the line
A thousand miles long
It is uneasy here
All hail an eminent collapse
You can fumble for your maps
But we're exhausted by the facts
We still believe old Henry's dream
An assembly line, a team
The fire brand, the steam
Who believes it more than we
Pull the switch and find the fireman
We need more than fun
We need a plan, a solution
We need efficiency
We all are fractured factory lines
Once filled with bliss and drive
Now hope bees without a hive
How will we survive?
There is a room for me or you
They just don't need us like they did when it was new
Well, it's a lack of sheer commitment
A lack of tightening the bound to moving on
Let's move forward out of
Let's move forward out of
Let's move forward out of
St. Modesto
You were the ground line humming
You were the thread of fire upon this night
You could feel the living
You staggered and blew your money
A summery tailwind there upon our heels
Ooh, me and you, me and you
Down the valley
You'd drag me along for measure
The boredom was deafening at any speed
Still I could hear your breathing
You were as loud as the engine's gravel
Winding through Altamont, towards the sea
Ooh, you and me
If you're the one who can save this broken wreck
Then this is the end, we'll be through soon I suspect
Don't argue, these are facts
San Francisco
Eighty and four miles later
We were the vapor trails among the hills
There above us
An antenna of God, a broadcast
The table of contents right down through the trees
We were the pixels on the fallen leaves, oh, what do we do?
Are you the one
Who can save this gory mess?
I know you're a friend
You've been right and true I guess, I guess
I know you'd take one on the chin
You'd take it in the teeth for me
We are a team, but we are untied
I'm sinking with the weight of all the things I cannot do
But when I'm losing it, when I'm losing it
I know you're losing it too
St. Modesto
You were the guitar I'm strumming
It was not tricky to enjoy
A cigarette in hand was the key to understanding
To seek out and to destroy
The mindless oversights, a string of faithless nights
We sing again
Sing together with quiet eyes
I'd lower my chin to my chest
I thought that would be best
Another pattern of the bricks
Bundles of cells dividing and South Dakota driving
The very darkest, dirty tricks
If we still cared at all we'd send a battle call
We sing again
Sing together with fiery eyes
A rangle alive in our chests
No, this is not a test
Let's sing again
Sing together without disguise
Let's raise up a song in unrest
I think that would be best
Here's to poison
You will hear the noises
You will feel the breaking
It's all yours for the taking
A life packed full of mindless joy
I was busy, I was occupied
I was burning the fields
A wind of black was blowing over me
And when the cilia revealed
All the ash lining my lungs
I heard a song, I heard a whispering
I gave my torch to the flame
I counted out the numbers silently
A list of places and names
That I'd best get back to, at least
Were I soon to find leave or release?
To sing again, now and then, now at least
On to death and on to dignity
On to flowering the grave
On to faith and on to piety
On to sending away
All the tools our dynasty yields
All these papers and axles and wheels
On to quiet, on to silence
On to still
It's not unsustainable
So don't even try to explain me away
We can make it, love
We can bend at the knee, we can fall
And still we can recover
It's not unsustainable
Don't say it
There's a hole in your voice
And you say it's a choice
But I don't understand
There's a tear in the wind
From the prick of a pin
And it's set to expand
And strength is hard to find
There's a gash in your words
But your office prefers
That we don't understand
And as gravity fails, we will hang
With our receipts
For our flags in our hands
Our things rising
Fierce from our lands
Strength is hard to find
But when your post and guard resign
It used to bother me, all the shapes I can't describe
How we all fit together like wordless versing
And da-dee-dum-dum, da-dee-dum-dum, da-dee-dum
I was there, I saw you searching the corners for your light
But it's not there, it was never there
In files and books, a void of there in your heart fails your mind
This is the geometry, this is the life of you and I
How we fall for a second together and down we're singing
Da-dee-dum-dum, da-dee-dum-dum, da-dee-dum
It's a college, a connection and made to find the light
And it's brighter than we remember it being the last time we tried, we tried
You don't need to speak just now
You should keep it down and let that ticker pound
Let your heart keep the time
Keep the time, keep the time
The loudest part is in control, whoa
Let your heart keep the time
Keep the time, keep the time
The hardest part is letting go, whoa
Let your heart keep the time
Yeah whoa, yeah whoa
Let your heart keep the time
Keep the time, keep the time
The loudest part is in control, whoa
Let your heart keep the time
Keep the time, keep the time
The hardest part is letting go, whoa
This device in my hand
Well, it does not understand
How I need to talk with you
Oh, I need you now
And even the mobilest phone
Will leave you exactly alone
When the sea decides
To commandeer the land
Oh, everyone needs a home
Everybody needs a place to go
A sympathetic ear when you're on hold, oh, oh
Every girl needs a roof and a bed, and bright, bright light
That she can turn off at night
And fall asleep with the love of her life, oh, oh
A catastrophic lonely collapse
A conspiracy of maps
Sweet Louise, two days from side to side
Daunting, dear, it's true
But this flood will not keep me from you
Pull my picture from your wallet now and sing
Well, everyone needs a home
Everybody needs a place to go
A FEMA trailer does not ease the blow, oh, no
Every boy needs a roof and bed, and bright, bright light
That he can turn off at night
And fall asleep with the love of his life, oh, oh
Everyone needs a home
Everybody needs a place to go
A sympathetic voice when you feel alone, oh oh
All I need is a roof and a bed, and a bright, bright light
That I can turn off at night
Fall asleep with the love of my life, oh, oh
You've got the pen
And we've done the typing
Why can't you get us all for good?
Let's put it in writing
On and on we argue so
Sirens blare and the whistles blow
'Til we cannot hear anymore
This is the score, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
We've found the bear
Or are we both fighting?
Why do we prance our little flag around
As if he's not biting?
On and on we bled so long
Now the bodies rise and our limbs are gone
And we cannot swim anymore
This is the score, oh, oh, oh, oh
Now I'm a chase
My colors are falling
Two nations were removed
From where the resistance is calling
On and on we're fractured now
They're bound to ship those children out
And on and on, no end in sight, now enjoy them
Don't wait for any call for me to see
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
You are 'Sir', you're a senator
And senator, you were right
It's just a law, not the word, not the law
I'm learning how to speak again
These words are only structures
When you choose to frame them in
And obviously, the framers would agree
You own a chair and you are not there you noble senator
Oh, dear sir, I'm a librarian
And while I do not know of law
I know the things that make my stomach pitch and yaw
If I were gavaged on hunger strike
Wrongly fired upon or sullied blindly by dogs
I'd hate us too and that's why I've cornered you
Roman senator, can you still hear
With all the marks on your ears?
Face me now
I want to see you break it down
I want to feel our stars colliding
I want to see the sweat pour from your brow
I'll let it go
You're gonna see me lose control
We do not fight for isolation
Have you seen the injuries?
I want to see
Your heart of gold again
Your heart of gold
We are kind
Do you remember that?
I wanna see your pro-life
Bear no exception
You grand, old senator
Oh, dear sir, I'm a librarian
And I am not always right
But ours is the story
Colorado, can you hear me?
Are you listening, are you even there?
Colorado, are you listening?
Do you hear me, do you even care?
The concrete canopy, mountains of symmetry
The city policy, the city air
The burroughs I've seen seem so unfair
Still the feathers on the sidewalks I find there
I do not need to speak, but I wanna listen
To the tiniest of flights in their transmissions
The words tied to their wings
Well, they're the words I'm gonna sing
The noise, small and strong and a bird is a song
Torch the sails and set fire to our deals
My heaven is here, my heaven is here
Who would need escape, who would seek salvation
From a place so bright and clear?
I do not need to see but I need a vision
A once seamless operation upon ignition
The fuel that I sought away
Will keep us through the darkest of days
Will keep us well through winter's long
And when springtime starts to broadcast birds are our song
Keep your feathers clean and dry
[Verse 1:]
I always knew I wanted you
But now it's something different
Cause now I know I need you
(Need you)
So if I die before I wake
God will know who had my soul to take
It was always you
(Always you)
[Chorus:]
Can we stay like this forever
On fire, goin nowhere
Baby I'm burnin' up
Like the sunrise on mercury
[Verse 2:]
There ain't nowhere left to go but up
See I ain't gonna crash this
See what we have is magic
(So magic)
And I ain't gonna give you up
Baby we'll keep on building this love
Let's stay together
[Chorus:]
Can we stay like this forever
On fire, goin nowhere
Baby I'm burnin' up
Like the sunrise on mercury
[Bridge:]
(Oh oh oh oh oh)
See it's to late to turn back now
I'll be the last one standing there
I got wall stream money
Gonna...
Gonna fins a Mexican to love her in American ways
A box pistol fuller has to try to cure me
Spit that money
Way before the bullet
Protect my back
Look at the hands full of stick of me
I only got
Six shot on my revolver
Damn I really want a bullet
But I know what happens to me
When I chose to do it
My money is in the back [repeats]
Try to rub me
But now I never let them to get away
Once they run I am giving chase
It's the last time I let them see the light of day
The light of day
I got 99 problems and none of them solved
It's a bitch we got to fix and it ain't even yours
All the problems in the world couldn't make the truth any clearer
You stay in top of the line trying to convince yourself there's a difference
The line between fact and fiction always comes up missing
You staring at a dream and falling for the things called existence
Where is that? Don't lie to me
Don't lie to yourself
My money is in the back [repeats]
Keep your hands up
[Repeats]
Try to rub me
But now I never let them to get away
Once they run I am giving chase
It's the last time I let them see the light of day
Just stay there, on the floor!
Oh, pretty girl...
... she felt the love with herself,
Can see the love, know it by just to get a touch.
Fast cars, expensive things,
This is the price you pay just to get in the dream,
... that girl I thought is beauty slowly turning into a monster.
[Chorus:]
Kept everything from me, momma love
Heart breaking girl is a monster!
Lying there, hiding in my dreams,
I steel away my soul, our pretty girl is a monster!
A monster, a monster, a monster!
A monster, a monster, a monster!
Oh, maybe I was blind; I put this on myself,
She could do no wrong,.. species,
I was seeing stars, all...
Found out I was breathing... kisses
... like other dudes,.. my... wishes,
What's left to me is...
Must admit I had a certain thing to capture!
And when I found... she broke away,
On to the next one,..
[Chorus:]
Kept everything from me, momma love
Heart breaking girl is a monster!
Lying there, hiding in my dreams,
I steel away my soul, our pretty girl is a monster!
A monster, a monster, a monster!
A monster, a monster, a monster!
When the sun goes down so does the smile,
I can see you crying,
All I know about you is more than you allowed.
I can feel you dying! [x2]
[Chorus:]
Oh, oh, oh!
Kept everything from me, momma love
Heart breaking girl is a monster!
Lying there, hiding in my dreams,
I steel away my soul, our pretty girl is a monster!
A monster, a monster, a monster!
Sunset splits the sky in two
Street lights pave the way to your front door
I'm on my way before the night is through
something like magic is about to go down
Cuz when i get you all alone
tell your friends not to come around
so what you need to do is turn off your phone
and turn them songs up on the radio
love songs on the radio (love songs on the radio)
love songs on the radio yeah
turn it up for me (turn it up for me)
she falsetto
while i'm moving to the beat
rocking Kelly's 12 play
her body is like a dream
ima put it down in this
so turn the volume up for me
turn it up for me (up for me)
turn it up for me (up for me)
turn it up for me (up for me)
turn it up for me (up for me)
Sunrise splits the stars in two
yea you're the brightest one in my eyes
and get this baby girl you're so amazing
the closest i'll ever get to heaven
she said she never had it out like this (like this)
and she never had a man until this (until this)
i'm only gonna give her the best of me
and now she don't wanna leave
Without me tonight, so i leaned over
and turn the dial to the right
and now we're starting over
whoa and
she falsetto
while i'm moving to the beat
rocking Kelly's 12 play
her body is like a dream
ima put it down in this
so turn the volume up for me
turn it up for me (up for me)
turn it up for me (up for me)
turn it up for me (up for me)
turn it up for me (up for me)
break it down, break it down, break it down
if you got a girl let her know that you're down
break it down, break it down, break it down
now play your favorite songs on the radio
love songs on the radio
love songs on the radio yeah
turn it up for me
(let me see ya, let me see ya)
She Falsetto
while i'm moving to the beat (while i'm moving to the beat)
Rocking Kelly's 12 play
her body is like a dream
ima put it down in this
let me see you turn the volume up for me
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go..
Remember when we said
Forever, always and more
Such a long time ago
We're so different then before
I guess this is my way
Of finally letting go
We were so pure in the beginning babe
Corrupted by the ways of the world
That's when
You wrote goodbye on a white wall, with scarlet fingertips
Oh oh that's when i left
Now i'm sitting here in a white room with a bleeding love unstitched
Oh finally letting go
Me and you we can never be
Anything that we were before
Unforgettable memories
And from our time we both have learnt
It's a system of a (?)
Just waiting for the crash and burn
Too young to look so far ahead
Should of took you one day at a time
That's when
You wrote goodbye on a white wall, with scarlet fingertips
Oh oh that's when i left
Now i'm sitting here in a white room with a bleeding love unstitched
Piano drums and guitars
Play a song to the heart
But I am tired everyday
I need something new to get my feet wet
I'm talking deep sweats
I wonder how you take this cause our bodies need to be involved
I got magic in my hands the only instruments...
Your body girl [repeats]
I wanna play with your body girl
Said I will leave it all in the floor
I will have you once more
Your body girl [repeats]
I wanna play with your body girl
I need to practice every day
If you want the best I got to work it
The right place get the perfect sound
A deadly weapon girl
You are my secret
And I keep it
If you save it
I can only believe I will control it babe
I got magic in my hands the only instruments...
Your body girl [repeats]
I wanna play with your body girl
Said I will leave it all in the floor
I will have you once more
Your body girl [repeats]
I wanna play with your body girl
While I blow your mind
Your body girl [repeats]
Uh, when you fell from Heaven you come along
Who would have ever thought
You'd be the one who'd go and take me home?
..I never thought I could say,
Never thought I could say!
I think I found the one, I think I fell in love
And baby you're to blame!
I swear you got me all caught up
You're all I want, I give up everything!
Chorus:
So if this was the last time
I get to see you, get to kiss you, get to hold you
I promise to never let you go
Until my dying day
I'm gonna love you,
Even if the world ends
Until the world ends, oh, oh!
And if the sky falls down, I ain't running away
Even if the world end, until the world ends!
Look, I know you're scared, but my love's an opened door
I see you standing half way in,
Your heart's frozen, simple words will reassure!
So what I gotta do, I'm gonna prove to you
And make you understand
So baby you're my shooting star
I wish so hard
Girl, I want you to come in!
Chorus:
Cause if this was the last time, I get to see you
Get to kiss you, get to hold you
I promise to never let you go, oh!
Until my dying day
I'm gonna love you,
Even if the world ends
Until the world ends, oh, oh!
And if the sky falls down, I ain't running away
Even if the world end, until the world ends!
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
See, I won't give up, till I have your love
See, I won't stop, no
I can only see you with me!
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Chorus: (x2)
Until my dying day
I'm gonna love you,
Even if the world ends
Until the world ends, oh, oh!
And if the sky falls down, I ain't running away
Even if the world end, until the world ends!
Until the world ends,
Until the world ends, ends, ends!
I follow the line
The line that spans the generations
From the minstrel to the circus
The circus ring to ride
We keep it alive, tradition never dies.
I follow the code
The code that’s passed through generations
From the father to the son
The way of the travellers' life
We keep it alive, tradition never dies.
I’m looking ahead
Into the next generation
My daughter and my son
The fun of the fair in their eyes
Who will take this heart of mine
as fragile as a flower.
Who will stand or turn away,
when it comes the hour.
Who will take this love of mine
hidden now in torment.
Who will nurture knowing all,
when it comes the moment.
Who will take this trembling hand
lead me in this dance now.
Hold me close or watch me fall,
who will take the chance now.
Who will trade a sacred kiss
when love has been my crime.
Who will trust love knowing this,
yeah I like my women
eh I like my women
Well I was raised in a sophisticated kind of style,
yeah my taste in music and women drove my folks half wild.
Mom and Dad had a plan for me;
It was debutantes and symphonies,
But I like my music and I like my women wild.
yeah...I like my women just a little on the trashy side.
When they wear their clothes too tight and their hair is dyed.
Too much lipstick and too much rouge
gets me excited, leaves me feelin confused.
Yeah, I like my women just a little on the trashy side.
You shoulda seen the looks on the faces of my Dad and Mom
When I showed up at the door with a date for the senior prom.
They said, "Pardon us, son, but that ain't no kid;
That's a cocktail waitress in a Dolly Parton wig".
I said, "I knowit dad aint she cool?,
That's the kind I dig."
I like my women just a little on the trashy side.
When they wear their clothes too tight and their hair is dyed.
Too much lipstick and too much rouge
gets me excited, leaves me confused.
Yeah, I like my women just a little on the trashy side.
I like them sweet I like em with a heart of gold
yeah I like em brassey I like em wrestlen bold
they say oppisites attract nah I dont agree
I want a woman just as tacky as me
yeah I like my women just a lil on the trashey side
yeah I like my women just a lil on the trashey side
course
Yeah I like my women
Well, I did see a man on a bicycle
riding through heavy snow
his wife said, hey kids what the heck is he doing,
everyone laughed till they cried
Fait vos jeux madam
(and) Hey monsieur, place your bets
Love is a sure thing and these dice never lie
Fait vos jeux madam
hey monsieur, I can bet
10 to 1 you're as crazy as I
Well, I did see my father walking
walking without any clothes down by the banks of that big Red Deer River
holding an old fishing pole
My father was a man
once ran an army, he loved his children
but his duty came first
till one day when I bought him a bicycle he said,
"kiss my ass, I'm as free as a bird"
Fait vos jeux, madam
(and) Hey monsieur, place your bets
Love is a sure thing and these dice never lie
Fait vos jeux madam
(and) Hey monsieur, I can bet
I'm the desert, you're the rain
When I'm cracked and dry you ease my pain
When my aching body crumbles
Wanting of a peaceful refrain
I whisper to you softly
I'm the desert you're the rain
Chorus:
It happened long ago
When I was just a boy of seventeen
You were a woman schooled in love and finer things
You took me by the hand and we danced through
Each others dreams
And I whispered to you softly
I'm the desert, you're the rain
When my firebrand soul lashes out in vain
The sky opens up and you cool me again
When my windswept mind cannot seem to find the way
I whisper to you softly
I'm the desert you're the rain
I'm the desert, you're the rain
When I'm cracked and dry you ease my pain
When my aching body crumbles
Wanting of a peaceful refrain
I whisper to you softly
After the guns are silent
And after my wounds have healed
And after all these crosses
Have been planted in all these fields
And after that long boat ride
All the way across the sea
And after this train carries me
Chorus:
I will love you after the war
Love you for always and forever more
I will love you after the war
For always forever and more
After my boots dry
and my tobacco's all but gone
And after these postcards I been carrying
under my arm
And after I remember
all the words I couldn't say
And after this long night fades away
And after this blackbird
lifts up from off my chest
And after my soul takes its rest
My love, forgive me
I never planned to die
Something in the way you talk
or maybe baby, just the way you walk
has shaken all the leaves out of the trees
Something in the way you smile
teeth and lips and hair run wild, yeah
surely this has brought me to my knees
Oh Lord, I'm down -- I'm down upon my knees
yes Lord, I'm down -- I'm down upon my knees
And I don't know which way to turn
Which way to go
Chorus:
What did you do to me?
(did you do) did you do a little seance
(did you do) a black cat romance
(did you do) did you do a little sun dance
(did you do) did you do some voodoo baby (x2)
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
I said hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
Feels like a winds a blowin'
looks like a hurricanes comin'
and it's coming from the centre of your eyes
these eyes are deepest blue
these eyes that are so true
you got the eyes to make me cry
Oh Lord, I'm down -- I'm down upon my knees
yes Lord, I'm down -- I'm down upon my knees
and all I know is I don't know what I know
Chorus
Hush now darlin'
I don't plan to cry
I said hush now baby
That ain't my style
Look at you, God knows I do
I put it down to a thing called voodoo
I put it down to the curse of love
I put it down to fate, hey
VERSE
Sweet sweet baby
How I love to wake up in your arms every morning
Sweet sweet baby
How your kisses never grow old
And I love to hear you say
I love you
( i love you)
You know everyday I just grow
More crazy about you
Sweet sweet baby
VERSE 2:
Sweet sweet baby
You’ll never know all the things you do that make me smile
Sweet sweet baby
I love to cuddle up and watch some tv for a while
Cause lying here the world, the world slows down
(slows down)
The blaring sirens
The city noise
Turns to distant sounds
Sweet sweet baby
BRIDGE
Let’s run away for the month of June
Float up to mars in a big balloon
Then after lets rent a UFO
float up o space see if creatures roam
or we could
Go to Bermuda to see pink sand
Or stay at home and have nothing planned
It doesn’t matter, as long as we go as two
Sweet sweet baby
VERSE
Sweet sweet baby
I never let someone like you inside my life
Sweet sweet baby
Then you turn your head And you look right in my eyes
I know that this time
This times for real
(for real)
Cause when you hold me in your arms
The whole world disappears
Sweet sweet baby
Ride Forever
I was born north of Great Slave, 1898
And I rode near all my life on a ranch near Devil's Gate
And I've seen this world about me bend and flip and change
Hey, it feels like rain -- that's a thunder cloud
We'll, I've been called a coward, but I've seen two World Wars
And I lost my son, Virgil, my Korean reward
And my Lucy died last summer -- you ask me if I cry?
Hell, I'll show you tears, they're all over this ground
They're falling from these blue Alberta skies
But I'm going to ride forever
You can't keep horsemen in a cage
Should the angels call, well it's only then
I might pull in the reins
They tell me I'm an old man, they tell me I am blind
They took my driver's license, this house ain't far behind
I say jump back all you big suits 'cause you've got something wrong
I ain't gone, no, I ain't gone
I am still breathing and I still have my pride
And I have my memories, your life, it never dies
Like the wind that blows in thunder
Or the stallion on the fly, I got it all
And I'm standing tall underneath these blue Alberta skies
And I'm going to ride forever
You can't keep horsemen in a cage
Should the angels call, well it's only then
I might pull in the reins
So I say to all you old men, don't let yourself get broke
If you think the world's gone crazy
And it's scratching at your throat
It's time to dust off that old saddle, get it on a horse
Kick up your spurs, we're gonna run like stink
We're gonna tear across these blue Alberta skies
We're gonna ride forever
You can't keep horsemen in a cage
Should the angels call it's only then
Gray socks and black shoes, black hair and eyes so true
A smile like a cool wind blowing through lips that kiss like a fool
These are the memories I have of you
No, these are the gifts I took from you
Your skin is so close to mine that it seems to know my name
And your laugh -- well, let's just say
Something wicked this way came
And in this old hotel my heart pounds like a drum
It beats with the rhythm of missing you
This is the rhythm of missing you
Chorus:
Take a look at the blind man, the fool ain't got no cane
The blind man he's dancing in the driving rain
Well, I am that blind man and I can finally see
What I've always known: you belong to me
There ain't nothing wrong with this hotel that a big bomb couldn't fix
My doorman he's a reprobate and the maid she's been turning tricks
And in my broken sleep I wake up from some pain
My heart drifts through the window
and sails into the rain
Oh Lord, I miss you, I miss you here in the dark
This comes from Nashville, baby
It's a call from a wounded heart
And if I want this heart of mine to ever mend
I guess I'm gonna have to find you again
I woke to find the note that I thought
would never be found on my cupboard door
It said that you needed time on your own
somewhere to heal the scars of our home
I knew right then where you had to go
Chorus:
Your papa's front porch
would be there to greet you
as you came runnin' down
that old dirt road
it's memories would comfort, hold you and keep you
safe and out of the storm
and that's where you'd go
on your papa's front porch
As I screamed down that interstate
howlin' your name in the wind
my heart reached out and slammed on the brakes
in a spin rage cannot win
I knew I'd never hurt you again
Chorus
Time will heal this world that we made
But how high is the price we paid
All I ask is a breath of forgiveness
As I walk away
Chorus
If one kiss from you could have lasted forever
Then I would have died a happy man
But now I know why we're not meant for each other
And why your lips never met mine
Chorus:
Stars crumbled over the two of us
Dawn broke without rhyme
Love needed a better reason
To promise us the night
Champagne mornings were all I could dream of
After tender caresses all through the night
But I need more than a heart full of fantasy
To give of my love all the rest of my life
Chorus
It's hard to imagine a day without you
But fate has spoken and I will abide
I'm sure all the love that you're longing to treasure
Will find you someday and make you my wife
Chorus
Love needed a better reason
Don't call me for supper if you don't mean to feed me
Don't tell me you love me with that gun in your hand
Cos I fall down dumbfounded
In the face of your beauty
Yeah, one look from you and I am a fool
In the palm of your hand
Chorus:
There's a house we call love built next door to hate
And both of them got lawns and a white picket gate
Their taxes don't differ and their water's the same
But in one you get comfort and the other house shame
Hey, do you mind if I speak
You know I'd like to be frank
Your cooking is wretched and this coffee is rank
But I look cross this table
Into the clutch of your eyes
And I'm kind of thrilled that we have been cursed
To live side by side
Chorus:
There's a house we call love built next door to hate
And both of them got lawns and a white picket gate
Their taxes don't differ and their water's the same
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