Advaita Filmography

• CoSM the Movie: Alex Grey & the Chapel of Sacred Mirrors
  2006, role: composer

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Whateva U Do - DJ Quik
• Outfit - Drive By Truckers
• You - Too Phat
• Who Do You Voodoo - Satan Takes A Holiday
• White Food - Hagfish

[DJ Quik]
Ay, come here miss lady
Check it out, well meet me half way there now
Damn, check this, look
I already know your name is Sheila
Cus I seen you in the front of Players Magazine in the main edition
And it aint gon' kill you if you give me yo number
What's happenin? Can we hook up later or something? Thank you
I like the way that you don't say much
And when the homies give you phone numbers you don't stay in touch
With that proper little mystic about your ways
About your style that got your boy dazed
Now I'm diggin in my game so I can see where you at
And I'm pushin all the buttons that make you come exact
I know you recognize I'm young and I'm gifted and black
That should be enough to have you sprung and fidgety in ya cat
But yet you play it off swell
To see if I'ma give up on the pursuit of your tail
But even if you knew that aint all I wanted was just to bone it
I'm still detectin ego trippin baby you own it
But you don't understand I know parts of you that you do not
And I can penetrate right down through your through-through spot
Because I'm talented and young and I got a lot wealth
And I'm the bomb baby, now what you tell me ‘bout my self?
[Dionne Knighton]
Whateva U Do
You make me wanna touch myself
Whenever I'm with you cus you got it (Who go it?)
And I'm gonna make you give it to me (Yeah sing it to me)
Whateva U Do
You make me wanna touch myself
Whenever I'm with you cus you got it (Say what?)
And I'm gonna make you give it to me
[DJ Quik]
C'mon, we can go to my house we don't need the hotel
Now lay down by my fireplace and drink Sip & Dale
While I massage your feet, and yo massage my neck
And I won't make a move on you ‘long ass you got self-respect
Now check it, I wanna see what you look like in spa
With nothing on yo body but yo panties and bra
Grand Mar in ya flava down your neck and your back
Aha, didn't know the Quiksta could do it like that
You actin different on the liquor baby girl is that you
The ways your eyes sparkled when I bit yo tattoo
You're rugged but soft baby you're sowed up with fears
And you gotta like pleasure and pain with your naval peers
But I appreciate you lady cus your makin me wait
Even though that little game you playin is much outta date
I'ma save it for next time and I hope you will too
Cus I like the way you do what you do, baby girl
[Will Hudspeth]
Whateva I Do
I make you wanna touch yourself
Whenever I'm with you cus I got it (Girl do you know how bad I am?)
You make me wanna give it to you (Now give it to me)
Whateva I Do
I make you wanna touch yourself
When ever I'm with you cus I got it
You make me wanna give it to you
[DJ Quik]
You know you want it I can see it ya face
That you would rather be somewhere with me takin off your lace
To a bikini shavin pubic
I'm a diamond he's cubic
You gave him yo love and he blew it
Move, let me do it
Because my love is like fire and ice I'm like bitter sweet
Me and my peaches, and you and yo pretty feet
Knowin that if I lick it, tell me then I get closa
While I'm urgin you to drink this Mamosa
Because you know that I got the skills that make you get them crazy leg spasms
By helping you to reach multiple orgasms
Ya hear me? Now feel me, you know what's happenin
So hit me on my hip when you wanna get it
And I'll be over there twenty minutes to hit it
Just as long as you stay cool and you stay true
And just keep on doin Whateva U Do, baby girl!
[Dionne Knighton]
Whateva U Do
You make me wanna touch myself
Whenever I'm with you cus you got it (Who got it?)
And I'm gonna make you give it to me (Sing it to me)
Whateva U Do
You make me wanna touch myself
Whenever I'm with you cus you got it
(I know what I can do)
And I'm gonna make you give it to me
(I wouldn't make records about it if I didn't)
Whateva U Do (Damn come here)
You make me wanna touch myself
Whenever I'm with you cus you got it
(Come here let me feel you, give me a hug)
And I'm gonna make you give it to me
(C'mon baby, maybe we can go to the beach)
Whateva U Do (You know like)
You make me wanna touch myself (Just play in the water)
Whenever I'm with you cus you got it
And I'm gonna make you give it to me
…Whateva I do whateva I do
I'm gonna make you oh
Oooh
Oh whateva I do
Yeah yeah yeah
Oooh
Whateva I do ooh yeah
Oh yeah, I'm gonna make you girl
Oooooh

You want to grow up to paint houses like me, a trailer in my yard till you're 23
You want to be old after 42 years, keep dropping the hammer and grinding the gears
Well, I used to go out in a Mustang, a 302 Mach One in green.
Me and your Mama made you in the back and I sold it to buy her a ring.
And I learned not to say much of nothing and I figured you already know
but in case you don't or maybe forgot, I'll lay it out real nice and slow
Don't call what your wearing an outfit. Don't ever say your car is broke.
Don't worry about losing your accent, a Southern Man tells better jokes.
Have fun but stay clear of the needle. Call home on your sister's birthday.
Don't tell them you're bigger than Jesus, don't give it away.
Six months in a St. Florian foundry, they call it Industrial Park.
Then hospital maintenance and Tech School just to memorize Frigidaire parts.
But I got to missing your Mama and I got to missing you too.
So I went back to painting for my old man and I guess that's what I'll always do
So don't try to change who you are boy, and don't try to be who you ain't.
And don't let me catch you in Kendale with a bucket of wealthy-man's paint.
Don't call what your wearing an outfit. Don't ever say your car is broke.
Don't sing with a fake British accent. Don't act like your family's a joke.
Have fun, but stay clear of the needle, call home on your sister's birthday.
Don't tell them you're bigger than Jesus, Don't give it away.

Verse 1 (Joe Flizzow)
I'm always tellin' my moms and pops not to worry to much
they always tellin' me to slow down and not to party to much
sometimes I be like hey, now why ya'll folks buggin?
I'm makin a decent livin' I ain't slangin' or thuggin'
at first I didnt understannd though I was man enough
frontin' like I'm to tough to be sharing love
used to take em for granted, including my two little brothers
treat my home like a hotel and ignoring my mother
but now I realised that i can't live without em
take away my money, honeys aiyo even the stardom
but can never take away my love for my blood (whut)
my big brother Farez doin' sit ups to loose his gut
Iman wanna emcee and spin records at the same time
while Ash wana be a rockstar, you doin fine
keep ya head up all the time know I'm feelin for you
and always keep it real whatever ya'll do...ONE LOVE
Chorus 2x
you are my sunshine, you are my rainbow
after the rain has gone
Verse 2 (Malique)
I spread love to all my peeps that help me make it happen
ain't talkin' 'bout the fools I knew after I started rappin'
I'm talkin''bout the folks from back then when I was wack
friends and fam that kept me steady laugh when I was steady slackin'
y'all usta call me a different name, and yo it's still the same
ain't nothing changed, y'all never took advantage of my fame
I got y'all free tickets to shows, y'all never asked for it
but still y'all pay and stand in backrows and see me mash for it
mom and dad y'all still cuttin' those paper interviews
don't see you daily but trust me daily I think of you
I know I promised to be a lawyer in a court suin'
I'm sorry now but thanks for bein' proud of what I'm doin'
it's impossible to spit love in 16 bars
so imma cut this short just to let you know who you are
mom and dad, bro, sis and Tim, just know I love you
wish y'all were here so I could just breakdown while I hug u, ONE.

i've been around
i know the game
what i have found
it's all the same
inside your house
beneath the mud
all made of sand
there will be blood
on the floor
it's on the floor
on the floor
all around your house
it's on your hands
on your hands
on your hands
its all on your hands
something had to change
you glued yourself to me
sell me something new
another weekend
with the glitterati
who? who?
who do you voodoo?
who? who?
i voodoo you
bang bang baby
you're going down
you've got blood on you
and you're going to die
i got the time
i got the time
i got the time
yeah i've got the time
on the floor
you're on the floor
on the floor
and you're going to die
diluted to the core
you step onto a scene
where you sell your soul
for just one shot
at clubbing with the gliterati
who? who?
who do you voodoo?
who? who?
tell it to me!
i voodoo you
who? who?
who do you voodoo?
who? who?
i voodoo you
bang bang baby
you're going down
you've got blood on you

The thought of that's unthinkable
Black and white's unlinkable
A rich white snake in the grass
He sees some blacks
He'll kick their ass
As grits are to potatoes
As chicken is to steak
As soul food is to white food
As bean pie is to cake
He was raised on white food
And he's a great physician
But soul food's got the soul
And that's why there's some great musicians
White food and white ways
Is all he's ever been
The only point he's made is on the