• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• 6 MC's - Too Phat
• Walk With Me - Too Phat
• Illion - Too Phat
• Just a Friend - Too Phat
• Alhamdulillah - Too Phat
• Phat Family Anthem - Too Phat
• Get Stoopid - Too Phat
• Nasty Girl - Too Phat
• Tell Shorty - Too Phat
• Ali Baba & The Mic Thieves - Too Phat
• Clap To This - Too Phat
• Anak Ay Am (Freak to the Beat) - Too Phat
• Pinklady - Too Phat
• You - Too Phat
• Worda Wordee Wordoo - Too Phat
• If I Die Tonight - Too Phat
• Just A Lil' Bit - Too Phat
• Last Song - Too Phat
• Catch Me If You Can - Divit
• Tomorrow - Divit
• In Slow Foward Motion - Divit
• Misunderstanding Maybe - Divit
• Violet - Divit
• Driver - Divit
• Hello Me - Divit
• So Very Ordinary - Divit
• No Regrets - Divit
• William - Divit
• Plan B - Divit
• Sky - Divit
• Wish I Could Be - Divit
• In Pieces - Divit
• That's My Bush - Dvda
• The Motivation Song - Dvda
• Warts On Your Dick - Dvda
• What Would Brian Boitano Do? - Dvda
• I Am Chewbacca - Dvda
• Let's Build A Snowman - Dvda
• Hell Isn't Good - Dvda
• Hang The Bastard - Dvda
• Everyone Has AIDS - Dvda
• David Kelley Tv Warrior - Dvda
• Chewbacca - Dvda
• Shpadoinkle - Dvda
• Sgt. Baker - Dvda
• Living a Lie - Dvda
• Now You're A Man - Dvda
• Montage - Dvda
• America, Fuck Yeah - Dvda
• A God's Lie - Devoid

Chorus
From sea to sea
Country to country
6 MC's bring the delicacies
It's a meeting of the minds
To ease the turmoil
360 degrees
Around the earth's soil
Verse 1 (Joe Flizzow- Too Phat, Malaysia)
Yo, Joe Flizzow
First to go on this track
Transcending continents
Who better
To hold it down for Malaysia?
Ain't no argument
I'm eloquent
With my words
And linguistics that I abuse
MC's wanna bite
But still got on
Some loose baby tooth
My rhymes so hot
We got fire blankets
In the vocal booth
Producers with extinguishers
To put out the blaze
When I'm on the loose
I'm rolling with the best
Meeting of the minds
Not a contest
Evoking MC's around the globe
With finesse and skills God blessed
From KL
But a hungry MC
Like I was from Budapest
Too Phat to go on diet
Toe to toe with Joe is ludicrous
Don't fool with this
You know we fly
Like a stewardess
Impressing pure hip-hop purists
In every single metropolis
Don't step to this listen
Rubbish we don't utter
Got to stop the hating
Unite us and start working together
So keep it butter
We'll kick it hotter
Than your average MC
They'll flee
We'll make 'em stutter
C'mon…
Chorus
From sea to sea
Country to country
6 MC's bring the delicacies
It's a meeting of the minds
To ease the turmoil
360 degrees
Around the earth's soil
From sea to sea
Country to country
6 MC's bring the delicacies
We spit sick and fabulous
First class MCing
Promoe from Sweden
Who the tighest European?
Verse 2 (Promoe- Loop Troop, Sweden)
'Cause I look so good
Your first thought is
Somebody else
Must've wrote this
But no ish
It's like God comin' down
To the pen when I rip it
God comin' out my mouth
When I spit it
God comin' out the sleeve
When you break out the record
Put it on your turntable
Instant connection
From me to you
With infinite love
Music must've been
Sent from above
To free the people
And treat them equal
Make us humble
'Cause only the meek will
Inherit the earth
And perish the dirt
Righteousness will cover the world
Chorus
From sea to sea
Country to country
6 MC's bring the delicacies
It's a meeting of the minds
To ease the turmoil
360 degrees
Around the earth's soil
From sea to sea
Country to country
6 MC's bring you delicacies
Next up
I believe that's Vandal
Light 'em up
Blow 'em out
Like a candle
Verse 3 (Vandal- SMC, Canada)
I'm certified, kid
It's over when your mic drops
'Cause I can tangle
With the focus of a Cyclops
Battering beats
Is more than just a hobby
I'm godly
And ain't nobody
Ever gonna stop me
My form's like karate
Freestyle is infinite
My mind's a temple
I reside in its pyramid
I know ya' hearing it
I feel your attention
Your thirst quenching
From the words
I'm inventing
The first sentient
That the earth's gonna mention
When it comes to this worldwide
Hip-hop connection
Vandal representin'
SMC with Too Phat
Making everybody
In the place
Say true that
Chorus
From sea to sea
Country to country
6 MC's bring the delicacies
It's a meeting of the minds
To ease the turmoil
360 degrees
Around the earth's soil
From sea to sea
Country to country
6 MC's bring the delicacies
We got one DJ
Bringin' the delicacies
Smooth on the cut
And guaranteed
To amaze ya'
DJ T-Bone
Straight from Malaysia
Verse 4 (Freestyle- Brooklyn, USA)
The game's cold
So I'm forced to boil it
Ain't here to spoil it
Aluminium rap
Niggaz'll foil it
Same ish
Different toilet
But as I counterstrike
This be a day of defeat
You'll need to
Install cheats or retreat
Couldn't be beat
If I was drums in Africa for wax
Crack the manufacturer
My caliber's
Equipped with silencers
Hush the massacre
Toxins hit you
Wit' da' force of 40 oxen
My concoction's
Leavin' you without no options
No need for introduction
Let yo' body feel the groove
Turn ya' back
And I'll react
You'll need my mic
Surgically removed
My ish's off da' wall
Like pictures of my ex
Flip styles like Rolodex
Get a grip like solo sets, haha
Don't bother testin'
My determination
It could lead
To your termination
Somebody pass me
My medication
This dedication's
To all the people
I'd like to thank
I get pounds
Without robbin'
The British banks, son
Chorus
From sea to sea
Country to country
6 MC's bring the delicacies
It's a meeting of the minds
To ease the turmoil
360 degrees
Around the earth's soil
From sea to sea
Country to country
6 MC's bring the delicacies
Now who's next up to bat
I think it's Weapon X
Get on the mic
And show 'em
Australian context
Verse 5 (Weapon X- IFA, Australia)
It's you-know-who, kids
But I ain't Voldemort
Rappers scared to say my name
They know
When I'm holdin' court
I'm thorough
In this soldier's sport
And talent
Can't be sold or bought
Just as wisdom and experience
Cannot be told or taught
Hold the fort
I rep' the globe
Across the galaxies
And find the state of Earth
And it's inhabitants embarrassing
We all human
Skip the arrogant comparisons
We won't be here
Another hundred years
The rate we're ravaging
My words stab and sting
Feel it in your abdomen
I'm strollin' through your mental
And casually grabbin' things
A just ruler in a land
Of would be savage kings
Weapon X, IFA, Too Phat
We damaging...
Chorus
From sea to sea
Country to country
6 MC's bring the delicacies
It's a meeting of the minds
To ease the turmoil
360 degrees
Around the earth's soil
From sea to sea
Country to country
6 MC's bring the delicacies
Guaranteed to hit hard spit bars
Each to blaze ya'
Mr. Malique rappin' for East Malaysia
Verse 6 (Malique- Too Phat, Malaysia)
I come from a land
Where everybody eats rice
And all the people speak nice
And tourists get a Rolex
At a cheap price
Pretty kites at beach sites
That make you breathe right
In some cities
Students still collide
To keep they peeps rights
We hostin' different ghettos
Different sounds each night
No drive by's in caddies
Clocking marks
Up on the east side
No kids with 40's
Shootin' dices under street lights
And buck guns
Here thugs swingin' samurais
In street fights
But buck a where I resides
As long as the beat's nice
I keep my rhymes precise
And when it recites
It makes you
Wanna peep twice
Impressin' each type
In each tribe
From jail to kids in Yale
To tribal Indians
Blowin' peace pipes
And buck the cheap hype
Your metaphors are re-writes
Your style is like tryin'
Your granny panties on
Could never be tight
The type that chicks like
Dudes wanna be like
And while you jerkin' offa free sites
I'm doin' three dykes, uuh
Yeah, I'm a Malay kid
And no
You not mistaken
The type a A&R; will tell Dre
"You gotta take him!"
Some haters plottin'
To cut my hands off
So they could shake 'em
Malaysia representin'
Peace assalamualaikum
Chorus (2x)
From sea to sea
Country to country
6 MC's bring the delicacies
It's a meeting of the minds
To ease the turmoil
360 degrees

Intro (Lah)
Everytime I close my eyes
Shorty I see you
Right there with me
Walk with me
Verse 1 (Joe Flizzow)
Girl I seen you do your thang
Make a playa' wanna holla'
Seen cats trying to run game
Impress you with their dollars
You ain't like that
That's what I love about you
No need no man to give you ends
And try support ya'
You rock manolo things
Your blings match your rims
You only know me as that rapper
Workout at your gym
I seen you work that punching bag
Releasing ya' anger
Baby something's stressing you
That's why you look so gangsta'
That ish attracting me
Cos' boo you ain't fake
Let me step to you
Holla' boo make it a date
Then we can conversate
Get to know what you hate
And what you want
Ain't trying to front
I ain't no second rate
I'm the real deal
Ain't no run of the mill
And I'm digging you crazy
Your style is real ill
So take a walk with me
Open up and talk to me
Ain't no pressure
Just kick it
That's how it's gonna be
No fancy restaurants
We both sick of that
Let's take a stroll
If you cold wrap my hoodie
Round your back
Walk to your doorstep
Give me that smile baby
Huh...
Hot damn you the ish...
Chorus (Lah)
Everytime I close my eyes
I fantasize myself with you (Shorty I see you)
Shorty lookin' tight
I bet you'll look so right with me
There's so much to talk about
So yeah let's talk about it
While we walk around
Now baby come, right
Hold me tight
And take a walk with me...
Verse 2 (Noreen)
First off
I heard your relish for chicks
I'm not your average witch
And that's a fact
That I'll establish quick
So kill the devilish tricks
I'm not at all a fabulous pick
Stay in the palace or rich
Or slammin' like the chicks
In your clips
And quit the modesty
Of course
I know your name man
Heard 'bout your fame clan
And all about your game plans
I'm not your typical prey
A different dame brand
Yo star struck
And fall for celebs?
Yo' that's a lame trend
We come from two different worlds
Like Uncle L sang
Go tell fam
That why I play hard
It's just a gal thang
I know my words sting
So tell the whole gang
Well oh dang
Still pushin' ma's whips?
You lil' poor thang
You like the rims on my ride?
You need a hike?
Psyque, a lil' walk
Will make you feel aight, right?
Burn some calories
Out by every mile
Yo peace
I'm outtie five thou
With a coke and a smile... Holla'
Chorus (Lah)
Everytime I close my eyes
I fantasize myself with you (Shorty I see you)
Shorty lookin' tight
I bet you'll look so right with me
There's so much to talk about
So yeah let's talk about it
While we walk around
Now baby come, right
Hold me tight
And take a walk with me...
Verse 3 (Malique)
Ay shorty listen
I bet you hear this ish
All the time
But here's a lil' something
Worth playin' on auto rewind
I hope you don't mind
To kill a lil' time
To hear clearly
Since you a harder target
Let me take my shots fairly
Rarely, I gets to meet a gurlie
Hard to be tamed
Yea I done broke alotta hearts
And I ain't mentionin' names
A playa'
Too many games played
Has gotten me a tired man
And your rejection means
Delayin' my retirement
So shorty grab my hand
And walk with me
I'll crack a joke
And make you chuckle
Promenade up in the park with me
It's just a lil' me and you
Chill session
To change your foul perceptions
And your misconceptions
I'll sit you down
And make you look in my eye
So when I talk on future plannings,
You can tell it whether I'm lyin' or nah
Alotta guys are steady lyin'
Just to get through your thighs
But I just wanna make you smile
Cause I'm allergic to cries
You feel me?
I swear to God I'll treat you proper
I'll love you proper
Apologies for lesser wealth to offer
I heard your man
He drive a Benz
You like to ride that?
Well off that
I ain't got that
Now shorty
Lets just take a walk right back...
What...
Verse 4 (Quotazn)
Ok, yeah
My man he got a nice car
But that's not my deal
Plus we didn't get very far
He left me in a hurry
Like he had the damn right
To leave me feeling this way
Wasted every night
But I don't need your shoulder
Or your tissue
I'm the kind of girl
Who can handle her own issues
Listen
I don't place affections thoughtlessly
So I'm kinda weary
When you say walk with me
So what the dilly?
Now really what's the hype?
Stop explainin' yourself playboy
I know your type
You wanna step into my life
And do me right
You play with girls all day
Call me every night
You wanna walk with me
You wanna talk with me
But when I need a boy
Boy where you gon' be?
Would you be my side?
Maybe in your ride?
Maybe even on the stage
Waving side to side?
Your words fall on deaf ears
I don't need your sweetness
I'm oblivious
'Cause I know women
Are your weakness
Maybe we should walk
But in opposite directions
I hope my irritance
Shows in my voice inflection
Chorus (Lah)
Everytime I close my eyes
I fantasize myself with you (Shorty I see you)
Shorty lookin' tight
I bet you'll look so right with me
There's so much to talk about
So yeah let's talk about it
While we walk around
Now baby come, right
Hold me tight

Verse 1 (Joe Flizzow)
yo there's more to life than just credit cards and money
now why we ballers sweatin' crazy chasin hunnies?
you know it's funny but it's all good though
'cos like everybody else I got a dream to make a million yo
now what? You thought we got crazy bank?
you know I'm sleeping in a tent cos I couldn't afford the rent
but if I was rich, I'd buy me mad bling blings
and fat chains that'll make ya neck hurt and platinum ring rings
just to get the feeling, nows lets pretend we dealin'
with big bucks and persian silk rugs and pushin big trucks
and 4 wheel drives wit' tv screens and mad audio
got personal trainers to take care of my cardio
and Playboy Bunnies to bring me milk and oreos
a dozen hunnnies in bikinis and parios
to chill wit' me and my boys at our pool parties
my make believe crib yo you know be always rowdy
my neighbour Britney, she complainin' but she just jealoues
'cos Jenny Lo across the road gets to hang wit' us fellas
Makin' money makin' money makin' money
Don't wake me up fool im busy with all these hunnies
Chorus 2x
I wanna make a million
Illegal got a billion
yo Joe take a trillion
Malique got change for a zillion?
Verse 2 (Malique)
well if I had a million you know I'd spend buff fees
so I can get sicillians and go kidnap puffy
haha, takeover Bad Boy and merry Jenny
sign Joe, chill with 112 and sip Henny
this might sound crazy but Imma do a song with Jay Z
with Dre on the beats and libs by Slimshady
and do this video you know like really ill, word
**** a Hype Williams now gimme Steven Spielberg
and remember one thang, I want all rappers in it
north, south, east to the west, they all represented
and bring some R&B; dudes too, prolly Usher
so he can do that nose wrestle scene we planned with Busta
and at the end we all say, Rest in Peace Big Pun
now guess where I'm gon' be at once the videos done
I'll be in Cuba, frontin' with a new pouch bag
wit' the help of James Bond I'll try to bring Tupac back, what.
Chorus
Verse 3 (Joe Flizzow)
if I had mad loot, I'd fill my storeroom wit Tim Boots
and start my clothing company sellin' see through
negligees and brassieres, heck ''d sell thongs wit peacock feathers
and zebra prints and market my product for sigle grandmothers
and tell my agent to get hold of the president
make an offer cant refuse for his residence
then renovate the crib jac'causezi balconies
hire Chef Wan to make me cheese and macaroni
mad tight security, ain't no papparazzi
gon'take shots of me and my boo invade my provacy
if not I'll buy an island just off South China Sea
escape mad city life and let my conscience free
under shady palm trees, Kawasaki jet skis
and sip pineapple juice in peaceful harmony
so thats my story and dreams ya'll fools dont laugh at me
'cos one day my fantasies might be reality

Verse 1 ( Malique )
have you ever met a gurl that you thought was perfect
you waited for her years 'cause you know she worth it
here's a lil' story bout this gurl i knew
since wayback in pre-school sometime in '82
she had 'em two pony tails and a front tooth missin'
wit' freckles on her cheeks cause the moms caucasian
up on a tree house is where we chilled together
with carvings on the trunk saying friends forever
she the type who laugh when the normally cried
and when they busy playing house we playin' bonnie and clyde
in grade school everybody knew we partners in crime
we usta bully kids in playgrounds like all the time
we always seen holdin' hands to the principal's office
the naughtiest in town and could no other kid stop us
in highskool she switched her desk next to mine
so we could cheat while doing pop quizes all the time
14th of February '93
little Jenny said she had a big suprise for me
gave me the very kiss and plus a ring and a card
and said I love you, so I gave her the rest of my heart
a coupla weeks later called her house at 10
the mama said I thought you suppose to be with Jen
I quickly rushed to the crib, she just got out of a van
I'm like yo who was that? oh he's just a friend.....
Chorus 2X
you, you got what I need
but you say he's just a friend,
but you say he's just a friend
Verse2 ( Malique )
so I took Jenny's word for it at this time
I thought just having a friend it couldnt be no crime
'cause even I have friends and babys that for sho
just like Watson, Hailee, Baby Tash and Joe
so we never talked about that late snack with van man
we rather talk about the future we have planned and
what to name our kids, al-Tarique or Shaymar?
Ayesha, or Tisha for a gurl and maybe even bring our
kids to that little tree house that we chilled at
but then in '94 I couldnt help it but feel sad
Jenny had to leave me to go get a little knowledge
100 miles away in this place they call college
first coupla months it was cool but then it changed yo
she never called and really acted like a strange ho
one day I called it was picked up by a man
I called again, she picked it up and said hey that's just a friend
Bridge ( VE )
You know, I know what you been up to
I know you know what you been up to
this guy in her study group's the one who picked up the call
helpin' her in chemistry wit cyclohexanol
I got curious and asked her who else in ya team?
she said Ali, Hassan, Noreen and Kareem
the next week I thought of givin' her a little suprise
but when in front of Jenny's dorm I cound't believe my eyes
I say the same ugly van I saw in '93
I found her room but guess what a brother had to see?
a fella half naked with my gurl on the couch
and baby Jenny moaning, uggg uggh aggh and ouch
so please listen to the message that I sing
don't ever talk to a gurl who says she just has a friend
Chorus
Verse 3 ( Joe Flizzow )
a lil' casanova pimp, man I had my flings
hoodrats to goodie hoodies I was lil' playa king
I'll tell ya when, my final year in '96
this hunny new in skool joined my class she really sick
she made her pinafore look like a dress from Rodeo,
and clean white shoes lookin' Ferra than Gamo's,
and white blouse seemed whiter than everybody else's
just like them ads on tv man this hunny was the nicest
I had to step up my game and I told her my name
she said her name was Wanda I found out
that we lived on the same street she moved in 5 blocks down
and after 3 dates and 6 banana splits I had it locked down
we was tight but had this lil's problem though
'cos Wanda always acted funny when wit' Mary Joe
but when I caught'em kissin it wasnt funny no more
baby smiled and just said she's just a friend yo.......
Chorus

Chorus
Ult li albi bissaraha (I'm opening up my heart with honesty)
Hayya nab'idil karaha (Let's avoid the hated and hatred)
Syakkireena a' kulli na'ma (Let's remain thankful with what we have)
Ba' ideena anil fattana (Let's avoid all lies and sins)
Verse 1
I feel the heat
From these 4 candles burning
As I'm staring out the window
In solitude I look at life
From different angles
Thoughts strangled
My mind is suffocatin'
In this truth quest
A greed law
That we abide by is ruthless
Enough will never satisfy
Until we toothless
Filthy millionaires
Are gamblin' until they muflis
A sad fact of life
But mankind approved this
I gotta call Him
Sajadah is where the booth is
I'll make it clear that
I ain't even tryin' to preach here
By sharing thoughts I hope
To find a little peace here
I thank Allah for blessing me
To be creative
So here's a diss for me
For bein' unappreciative
Wanted a perfect life
Yeah smile then die old
Fame, money, women
Phat cribos and white gold
Drive my own Beemer
Before I hit two six
A straight pink bitin' toothpicks
Who walk around town wit' two chicks
And doin' new hits to woo tricks....
Now that's wrong
Pleasure from partyin'
And bull ish don't last long
A lotta yuppies sneakin'
Cars out when dad's gone
Crackin' bottles in clubs
Frontin' designer fashion
But I ain't about
To trade happiness for a Jag
So stop smilin' with your ragtop down
Cause for a fact
I don't care about your money
Or how slick your car
'Cause no matter how rich and big you are
It's still Allahuakbar...
Chorus
Ult li albi bissaraha (I'm opening up my heart with honesty)
Hayya nab'idil karaha (Let's avoid the hated and hatred)
Syakkireena a' kulli na'ma (Let's remain thankful with what we have)
Ba' ideena anil fattana (Let's avoid all lies and sins)
Verse 2
I know that all this
Ain't the right thing
Partying, chasing moneys
And material things
Flying high
Think nobody gonna
Clip my wings
I'm lying to myself
Knowing that
I've been neglecting
Responsibilities
As a healthy Muslim
Riches and loot
Ain't nothing
We frontin'
Diamonds and scrilla
But forget to say
Alhamdulillah
Made my album a killer
Plan B
Now 2-3 droppin'
And I wish to
Ask for forgiveness
Your guidance
Protection and strength
For humbleness and faith
To make me a better man
Success in foreign lands
Never dreamt of that
I remember being 18
When we started Too Phat
Now let's go back
Three years before that
Sometimes I forget
Me and my parents
Took a trip with granddad
I remember '95
While performing Umrah
Made my wish in Mecca
Right in front the Kaabah
Dear God
You made it possible
When facing obstacles
Please let me do good
Before I pass on
In the hospital
And keep reciting
The Testimony of Faith
And find the right way
Out of this life's maze
Chorus
Ult li albi bissaraha (I'm opening up my heart with honesty)
Hayya nab'idil karaha (Let's avoid the hated and hatred)
Syakkireena a' kulli na'ma (Let's remain thankful with what we have)
Ba' ideena anil fattana (Let's avoid all lies and sins)
La Li ya ruhi bi (The soul in my self is not mine)
Ya ya Lali (Not mine)
Lalia Ya ruhia ( The soul is not mine)
Ya hayati ( My life)
Verse 3
Ay yo…
Two candles go out
That's when
I feel the wind blow
I haven't met Fatim
For two years
Been livin' like I'm single
Evaluatin' all the friendships
Relationship
The reason it's the tenth year
Is 'cause she's a patient chick
And as far as friends are concerned
Many I've had it all
From those who cried for my pain
To those who plotted my fall
I learned to differentiate
Fakes from the great
Mates from the snakes
Apes wanna beef
Hate's all it takes
For me to blow
A diss song for you
Not even worthy
As an album filler
So now it's smiles
And Alhamdulillah
Yeah, love me
Or hate me
This who I am
Look at the past at times
I wish that I was born again
So I can rectify mistakes
And my wrong doings
Attempts on minimizing my sins
Before my story ends
I ain't no Eddie Murphy
Tryin' to sound as a holy man
But if I tried to be a better person
Now I prolly can
(Wait...)
Who am I to advise you
I ain't been the best
Of God's slaves
Just a poet writin'
What my thought says
A little house
A little car
A little sweet girl
Thank you Lord
I'll try to slow it down
On the cheap thrills
This song will prolly stir
A little controversy
At least I ain't be rappin'
Bout the stuff
As tho' I'm born in Jersey
Stage name is Malique
And lost name is Cairel
Mama told me
Stop complaining too much,
So I will...
Chorus
Ult li albi bissaraha (I'm opening up my heart with honesty)
Hayya nab'idil karaha (Let's avoid the hated and hatred)
Syakkireena a' kulli ni'ma (Let's remain thankful with what we have)
Ba' ideena anil fattana (Let's avoid all lies and sins)
La Li ya ruhi bi (The soul in my self is not mine)
Ya ya Lali (Not mine)
Lalia Ya ruhia ( The soul is not mine)

(Chorus)
It's all about
The phat and perfect family
We make 'em jazzy
And make 'em parlez all the way
The kind of flows
That shake the hottest towns
We make the hottest sounds
And make the parties bounce
Joe&Phlowtron;:
It's the infamous freak
And venomous Jizzow
We hold on
With Supafreak and AtomdaBomb
From Phlowtron
This how we do(this is how we do)
Yo,you best listen proper
On a Phat fam trip
With more kicks
Than foot locker
Your boots been rocking
Keeping it up in this mother
Your style's fake
Like it get sarcasm
Every time you knock her
It's urgent for us to be
Submerging from the underworld
We the chosen ones
You don't believe me
Ask the oracle
Read the chironicles of this
Mad rapper slash whoever
Yo we fam?
Yeah we fam
And keep it
Through this endeavour
This mission we ain't preaching
Just need to split some knowledge
Time to put fake noise
Wise in cold storage
We beyond
It's your time
You think you Hispanic
We think you charlatanic
Just chilling don't panic
Ain't no beef in this brother
The styles remain unheard of
Too Phat and Phlowtron
We taking this further
Repeat chorus[2x]
Malique & Phlowtron:
Yo what's your name(Malique)
And what you representing
Too Phat
I heard a lot of songs
The filling you now
I'd say now it's too bad
It's poetry of myself
And those cast that filling me
Like all your fans
No doubt
What you seem to hear
Squealing me
The stress is killing me
But remain the trendsetter
Like when push comes
To hold ups jeans
You should know better
A 13th letter song
She never yawn
To remind you of my name
Every time you be counting
One,two
No question
I got some assumption
Now an era of submission
On this repercussion
I superscript patch on
Equipped and all ready
Then everybody best believe
That you fly
Like I was R.Kelly
Yeah,I think this some—really
It's revolutionary
When we blow up spots
You know my style unheard of
It's Phat Fam
Representing on the slow song
Malique locking the down with me
(Who?)
Carleed from Phlowtron
Repeat Chorus[2x]
Muchachaz:
Norren—I rock steady
My raps are not petty
My texts are locked fatty
Yo Ren your shots ready?
Oh yeah I'm ready
Step back and make way for Renita
One in the million stunner
I'm the femme de Nikita
1,2 Dahlia's coming for you
The dance queen,facinating
I'll be rocking the scene
Fantastic causes
Phat Family no pauses
We're pushing courses
M.O.B:
Ohhhh noooo…(No,No,No)
You better be ready for now
Coz MOB's coming for ya
Holla at me
If you wanna battle(battle)
As I running into the club
Give it up just stop
Don't think you're on top
Gotta be the one
Who's making it pop
Telling you a bit about
That's how we roll
Gotta stick to the plan
Caught a chick do that thang
Better keep to my slang
Got a gig to be hang
Rather be with my friends
Got you sick when I sang
Would you stick to my fang
Bet you flip I say so
Better be prepared
With a red carpet
Gotta move my steps
Taking off your hat
Show me some respect
Doing as I said
Everything's the fact
Flip that and so we roll
Teh Tarik Crew:
Save the best for last
Coming through
The only crew capable of
Taking this track
To critical mass
We got you open
Off the lines
That we be quoting
Exploding
We leave the venue
With the stage broken
That no sugar coating
Long rage we snipe
Scoping up close
With mic cords choking
Deliver the final blow
The rhyming prose
With melted wax vinyl flows
Oh,its time to go

two crazy kekoz
slique lique is the nick...3x
yaw yaw yaw
Verse 1(Malique)
slique lique is the nick more tricks than jackie flicks
kid who quick to rip the script and make it sicker
people gave me respect for spittin bomoh
your reply was wack tho, thank you for the promo
u aint worth a foe, so **** the beef son
u holler at me imma holler at u peace, ONE.
kids bump and get dumb when my beats run
turn to stupiddest clowns without a reason...
i never thot id battle a cat as tight as me
until i met this baldheaded busted like coupla years back
they call him joe....
(Joe Flizzow)
Flizzow, hear my voice suckers get stupid
everybody make noise ay yo witness as its coo kid
do ish, the dopest muthas on the planet
we gettin more boobies than the guy who grabbed Janet's
and its kinda funny how i blaze the stage
no one complainin jumpin like a monkey out a cage
its all god sing along if yall dont know your best hum
everybody get stupid and dumb, what.
CHORUS 2x
all my ppl in the back get stoopid
all my ppl in the front get stoopid
left to the right straight up stoopid
everybody jump around and get stoopid
Verse 2 (Malique)
what if you was dumb before? i make u dumber
make your mama bang ur head like a funking drummer
Lique the charmer bummer, never drove a Hummer
kid who had the stupiddest dreams to be a plumber
in summer, im assing my thongs you maybe laugh to this
funny rhyme smash i dash while makin cash to this
mackin hoes on bets, im steady locin
ask her for her number and leave the ***** hopin
(Joe)
Yall feel me? know my raps always smooth and steady
for realz speed rhymes, daily switchin styles like a medley
hiphop scholar now u foos studyin my flow
pimp pop they holler wanna battle? i say now foes
skoo your IQ, now do as i do
know i bag more ladies than erykah badu
i aint playin son, but when i do it
i get crazy, buckwild and get stoopid
Chorus
Verse 3
Jump around get dumb and make a holler
oops your hons gettin some you better call her
all the guys say hmmmm aight?
all the gurls say hmmm aight?
all the emcees in the house get dumb with me
dj's scratch ish get dumb with me
b boys, b girls get dumb with me
graf writers yall get dumb with me

Chorus (2x)
(Ku tergoda)
Hey! You's a classy girl
(Senyuman manismu)
Can you get nasty girl?
(Ku terpikat)
Wanna get naughty yo
I'm down wit' it
(Kepadamu)
If you back that thing up
Yo I'm gon' hit it
Verse 1
Yo, I make jams
Sure clubs gon' blast
Make 'em freaks dance
Lose g-strings fast
Yes I love as
And flings that don't last
They call me a sophisticated thug
Like Rass Kass
Hey ma
Looking like a million
Judging by the way you roam
Is you half Italian?
Now my song be on
Stir up the ambience
You my Destiny Child
No need to look beyond, say
Whatchu wanna
We can play how you wanna
No need to waste time
And play virgin like Madonna
Me and you gon' hit town
And paint it red
And still keep it hip-hop
With throw ups and tags
Seen you up in mags
You's a model right?
And you look mighty tight
Walk like a model might
This Joe Dolomite
Now get ya' mind right
Me and you B
Gon' get freaky tonight
Chorus(2x)
(Ku tergoda)
Hey! You's a classy girl
(Senyuman manismu)
Can you get nasty girl?
(Ku terpikat)
Wanna get naughty yo
I'm down wit' it
(Kepadamu)
If you back that thing up
Yo I'm gon' hit it
Verse 2
Now it's bout time
We bring you a club banger
Show you how to party
In a hip-hop manner
Call me hip-hop santa
Come sit on my lap
Ask you friends to come over
They can hang with my cats
While you can tell me
If you're a naughty lil' thing
No I can't read minds
But I know what you're thinking
Nasty intentions
Now party with me
And by the end of the night
You gon' leave prolly wit' me
And know exactly
Why they call me Big Joe
And why I've got gurlies
Lined up like corn rows
Skirts up like Monroe
Lined out my condo
They bend like elbows
(Freaky?) That's for sure
And at the height of the night
Yeah I love 'em too
Just remember that
You never gonna be my boo
You know how we do
If you came to party
Joe Flow and Phase Too
Yo' we get rowdy...
Chorus (2x)
(Ku tergoda)
Hey! You's a classy girl
(Senyuman manismu)
Can you get nasty girl?
(Ku terpikat)
Wanna get naughty yo
I'm down wit' it
(Kepadamu)
If you back that thing up
Yo I'm gon' hit it
Bridge (2x)
Now throw ya' hands in the air (just do it)
And wave 'em from wall to wall (just do it)
Well if you like the sound
And you having a ball
Join in and say
“I hear y'all”
Verse 3
(Where you be?)
You know me up in the V-I-P
Or next to the DJ
Rock the P-ARTY
The freaks I see
Know they steady watching we
When we roll
Screw a dress code
We walk in free
They say that's probably he
Now check the kicks son
We don't bother with loafers
We rocking Air Force One's
Rob yuppie fools
For fun call their boo's
"Hey hun, come here girl
Screw your man I show you how it's done"
Chorus
(Ku tergoda)
Hey! You's a classy girl
(Senyuman manismu)
Can you get nasty girl?
(Ku terpikat)
Wanna get naughty yo
I'm down wit' it
(Kepadamu)
If you back that thing up

Chorus
Tell shorty I love her
Tell shorty I need her
Tell shorty not to cry
My love for her
Will never die
Verse 1 [Malique]
Remember Jenny?
The witch who
Really drove me delirious
And ever since
I never took a gurlie serious
Well I was heartbroke
And straight up revengeful
Looked up in the mirror
Saw some playa' potential
I started workin' out
Just like a mad man
Learned some rap slang
Even started off a rap band
I called it Too Phat
Now anybody heard of 'em?
I don't know why
But some gurlies
Are crazy over 'em
The story goes
I met all kinds of creatures
Some dime pieces
Some fly chicks wit' fine features
Some were ugleeeh
Some were so so
But the "hey, he's just a friend" type
Is a no no
'Cause through experience
It's not worth it
It's uncool
And any guy
Who fights over a gurlie
Is a dumb fool
You feelin' me?
This little Bill Bellamy
Now all the shorties
Wanna chill with me
I was like
Damn, I never felt great till lately
Makin' all the gurlies
Who date me
Hate me
And usually I'll be gettin'
Those who I planna'
Except for two model chicks
Noarlene and Hannah
But then aaa
I had Nana, Nini, Susan
Make 'em fall in love
And at the end
I confuse 'em
I get bored
And dump 'em
No reason gave
Just get a friend to go tell 'em
This what I said
Now lie it...
Chorus
Tell shorty I love her
Tell shorty I need her
Tell shorty not to cry
My love for her
Will never die
Verse 2 [Joe Flizzow]
Yo, I ain't never been the type
To break a woman's heart
But sometimes
I sing 'em this song
When it's time to part
When it's time to go
No you can't be with Big Joe
I tell 'em trust me girl
In due time you'll know
Rather break if off early
Before they in too deep
Before I lose interest
Before I start to cheat
See I don't like that
I play my game
With some respect cat
Leave 'em still loving me
So later still can tap that
Some szex with the ezex
No strings attzached
Y'all playaz feeling me?
See I like dzat
These o's think
I'm a celebrity?
And I'm gonna
Write them a song
On my next CD
Well you right 'cause
This song is about you B
Or how it's about to be
I love you girl
But it ain't meant to be
I know that don't make sense
I took your innocence
Babe I promise that
We'll still be friends... What
Might be a lame
And cowardly reason
To get away
But I got that ish
A lot way back in the day
Ain't gon' lie say
I ain't never got played
Ask my homie K-Laid
I've been down
And been betrayed
We called 'em the ish
That's every man's unicorn
The one that got away
Left you with your heart torn
But know I'm on my feet
Life is sweet lets get in on
And when it's time to exit
That's it
Peep this song
I'm sorry shorty...
Chorus (2x)
Tell shorty I love her
Tell shorty I need her
Tell shorty not to cry
My love for her
Will never die
Bridge
Please don't tell my shorty why
Please don't tell her it's a lie
Tell her that she's still a dime
Yeah that's why she can't be mine
Baby bye bye hugs and kisses
Fly lies, love and misses
You can't be my Mrs.
So goodbye!
Verse 3 [Malique]
Yo, whuttup cheeky
I'm Liquey
A tad picky
Specialize in heartbreaks
And 2 inch hicky
That's how I picked up
This curly chic Asha
Last year
Walked passed her
At Mc D's at the cashier
Nearly crashed her
Didn't know she had a man
Till this dude called me up
I said, "I'm just a friend!"
Then I met this really cute thang
Sarah, a VJ
The problem is she in Jakarta
Me in PJ
Came Catherine, a model
A stunning looker
When she caught me
With her bestfriend Luna
It shook her
Luca, Stephanie, Daphne, Janice
Rachel, Kimmy was the president's niece
Peace!!!
To all the hearts that I broke on tour
At least 5 in Indo
And 4 in Singapore
But back home
You know I got scores for sure
Just tell me
What type you lookin' for
I had a chick in showbiz
She liked to slow kiss
But I dumped her
She had halitosis
Hana, a half Japanese chick
Friends with Shukri
Bed wrecker
Made me go "Yukkuri, yukkuri!"
Cookery expert
MILF named Yuzi
Chilled wit' her two kids
In their jac'causei
The Jaguar chick
I met at the red lights
Gimme ten seconds flat
Imma get my mack right
Now the list it goes on
Till the break of dawn
Yeah I'm strictly white lyin'
When I'm singin' this song
Young playaz sing along
To shoo pigeons
Who either plain wack
Or love you
For wrong reasons
Like the chicks
Who only want me
Cause I'm popular
Not because that I'm simply
A fly fella'
So to all the hearts I broke
I mean many
Don't blame it on me honey
Blame Jenny...
Chorus
Tell shorty I love her
Tell shorty I need her
Tell shorty not to cry
My love for her
Will never die
Verse 4 [Joe Flizzow]
I'm lookin' for a ride or die chick
Down *** chick
That drive her own whips
Had Monique
Fly trick
Used to buy me force kicks
Loved to watch pawn flicks
But couldn't really suck it
Had to kick her out quick
Met a half Latin chick in Ipoh
Her mom was from Rio
Company CEO
But damn she had BO
Adios senorita
Then I met Anita
But messed around with Rita (Ain't that her sista?)
I'm the type of kid
That could give Stella
Her groove back
Never drop corny lines like
"Baby, you're Too Phat"
Don't do that
I drop conversations worthwhile
That stimulate minds
And tend to generate smiles
Operate with style
How I do is hard to say
Call me Big J
Hugh Heffner protegee
See I ain't met a girl
That could get down with me
And blow my mind
That's why I still
Play around you see?
Ya'll think
I got a thing for flings?
Well you wrong
See until I meet
The girl of my dreams
I'll keep my game strong
Keep my game fly
Keep telling white lies
Never deal with a trick
To say my bye bye's
Somebody please tell shorty
That it's over
Somebody go tell shorty
That I love her
This is for the better
Believe my story
It ain't you
It's me shorty
Believe I'm sorry
C'mon now...
Chorus
Tell shorty I love her
Tell shorty I need her
Tell shorty not to cry
My love for her

Verse 1
Ladies and gentlemen guess
Who's back in town
It's Too Phat and Phlowtron
Ay yo we runnin' it down
Breaking the barrier's of sound
Jealousy knows no bounds
Moving in three sixty degrees
Like a merry go round
Still red and warm
The blood that courses through my veins
Arising from the underground
Like a hydroplane
Smuggling in crack phlowcane
Where there's no pain
There's no gain
So I sustain my domain
In a mind frame that's untamed
Verse 2
Yes yes
I know I'm sick
I confess
Displays of finesse
When my raps manifest
You couldn't handle this
Till I'm hundred I spit tight
Can't battle me on the mic
We'll hit the streets and fist fight
I'm quick to dislike
The type that
Speak a cheap hype
How they gonna take me down
With frail tales
And weak psyche
Raps weak
Your style's mild
And a tad meek
Welcome to this game
Of hide and seek
With crazy mic freaks
Verse 3
Yo it's Khazanah the Khalled
I bled the ground red
Moses scarred through
The red sea
I speak what the future said
Resurrect hip-hop for the dead
This egomaniac's drive to ecstacy
So let the ground rules be laid
The kid with braces grace
The scene in this hiatus
Rebel reborn revive
Rehearse this verse
Verse 4
Yo five years now
Malique is an astonishing cat
We started off the same time
You still promising act
Now what your problem is black?
They say they callin' you back?
You still are shoppin' for your demos
While I'm polishin' plaques?
Should start your colleging back
Or start workin' like in Mc D's
At least you'll get some mack on
But minus the rap cheese
You mad G?
Start your cripwalk
And wanna smack me?
Please, a nation of asian Bloods
Are gonna back me
Verse 5
Ba' wit' granna wit' mini bonn
It's Atom Da'Bomb
Namaewa genshi bakudan
Inspectin' the kinda conduct
To contemplate
The kinda way
You cynics trynna put
The muthalovin' rhyme away
It's evident that we adament
About the element
Of this hip-hop commandment
Equivalent to utilising
This brilliant tool
I can prove
Coz I barry more wack emcees than drew
Verse 6
Panel of the jury
Witness this starscream
I represent
The infamous Phat Fam team
Exhibit number one
Murder raps on the run
Spittin' fireballs
We defy the sun
Burning principles
Killing bass
Distort your eardrums
Diagnose you with sun strokes
Spotted your headlumps
Defiance against us
Will lead to your misery
Nation of the three sixty
Verse 7
I'm sick of cats
Who wanna diss
But be acting like witches
Here some disses
To discompose disconcert
And hit ya'
I'm quick to disfigure
Any figure who wanna play
Swift with sharp blades
Discover I'm hard to dissuade
So keep your distance
Don't discomode
And disturb this verse
Disingenous punks
Disheartened best quick disperse
I'll distinguish haters
Who disunite the scene
And discard disgusting friends
With rap disabilities
Verse 8
I rhyme nice twice
So lemme entice you
On this mental heist
You hidden behind a screen
Never seen like a poltergeist
Take my advice
Up wit' us
And you pay the price
When it comes to street fights
I transform and y'all be looking
Like itty bitty mice
I spit out lines
Like a bad taste
Of chocolate mocha
Gimme the crowd
I bring it loud
Then I rock it fo' ya'
I'm sick of these cats on posters
I burn 'em to crisp like toasters
Rob yo' as leave you screaming
Like six flags on coasters
Verse 9
Delusions of grandeur
Is one of the symptoms
With you trynna build
Your imaginary kingdom
If you think your Aragorn
Then I must be Tolkien
This is what happens
When you messin'
Wit' the protean stylist
Let the finest
Cunning linguist recite this
Like this your so called highness
Are you indisposed?
I offered you the blue pill
But the red pill you chose
Now you'se overdosed
Verse 10
Yo, buck a pencil
I scribble stupid rhymes
With my brain
I'm mental
This songs a little toast
For my pain
I'm roastin' my brain
Crazy but I post no complaints
Buckin' paranoid when tourin'
Think of bombs in a plane
I think I'm dyin'
I'm seein' stuff
I ain't supposed to
Like Linda Blair in Exorcist
Up in my lovin' poster
Buck the mic I'm lonely
I'm one fourth of a boaster
Imaginary girlfriends

( Chorus - Lil' Marissa )
Hey everybody stomp your feet and move your body
Just feel the beat inside you when you clap along
(Malique)
Allow me to complain now, a llotta thangs done changed now
Livin' the fast lane, I'm tourin' in planes now
And all the spots at cities that we go, we glow
Snaps and autographs after each show
We blowin' them heads until they brain seen
We off the hook this year but yo we came clean
My main dream ain't a dream to make it mainstream
To steady gain cream and make ya dame scream
Aight then, then maybe I should quit writin'
Too many starin' eyeballs have got a kid frightened
But why in the world, should I even pay attention
To lil' suckers who ain't even worth a mention ?
So Imma keep my head up, Imma stand strong
And stay creative in providing my fans songs
You dance on, while I rap to this
Let's celebrate the platinum plaque and clap to this, cmon!
( Chorus )
(Joe)
Ever since I was a kid I just wanted to sing
Pursued my dreams and kept doing my thang
Is we rap stars now? Yo I don't know
Am I having a ball now ? You best believe so
Always wanted to be able to kick it at live shows
Rip mics in studios and meet some hot Oooo…..oh oh oh oh
Now we got platinum plaque, we got gold award and hits back to back
Never thought that rap could put us on the map
People rush and get our CDs off the rack
This 'ish be off the hook now imma telling you done
All a playa like me wanna do is have some fun
And make you bounce to this and make you clap to this
Wave your hands hard till you snap your wrist
Now what this really is ?
Now what we all about ?
Too Phat Baby make you scream and shout, cmon !
( Chorus )
( Malique )
I understand, that fame has a price now
It's goin' too high it's gotta get sliced down
A lotta people say I'm no longer nice now
Ain't nuttin' changed though I'm still eatin' rice , clown
( Joe )
Yeah man, now you know what I feel yo
People front and brown nose just to get near ya
And people think since we got a string of hits
We've gone soft I ain't slowed down one bit
( Malique )
Flip the script in spilt secs, punk *** it's hard now
Down wit' spittin' ish that'll rip me off the charts now
A schizo kid who switch fast like a shinkansen
Bust' on you punk *** marks for talking nonsense
Rush in your crib fast style is so hardcore
Snatch your ma's bra then upper cut your pa's jaw
I sit you down to get familiar with this style
And once I see smiles I gotta bust you' wit a pisstyle…
( Joe )
Alotta cats wanna spit but can't even recite poems
They lost star trekkin' back in time thru twilight zone
Want a piece of me I pull your hair back like combs
Be hiting your chest plates and shattering your dome
Your words ain't wise you trying too hard to be an intellect
Your side ain't sick you ### punks are hypochondriacs
Claimin' undreground MCs, You be dumb found Mcs
And flee when you zunk wit my steez

Verse 1 ( Malique )
now Imma kick a lil' som'n som'n funky for the fellas
and all the phat ladies who been acting ovezealous
that tell us that Whutthadilly? was really the best one
and they could hardly wait to check out the next
so I bless'em wit this phat verse fatter than tractors
a kiddy kinda voice a contributory factor
on how I let my phat words affect the fat gurls
they start moonwalkin' backwards until they back hurts
now check this is hella fancy you in a frenzy
and now you and your frens be, jumpin' like chimpanzees
I know our fans be wantin' us back so bad
so Imma kick a track and let you lay back and check
this easy playa, songs you bump to on your CD player
tiggedy tellin' all the sleazy, cheesy haters see ya later
gimme the piece of paper with the funky ball point pen
some people they ready to battle but to busy to make an appointment
oink oink man just take a look at that biggy that wanna be tupac
he hittin' me up the rooftop cause my group is too hot
your crew not, some fool said that my music abusive
just like the two fists of Len Lewis when he too pissed
you boo'd this but now you think my coo'ish amuses
your two sisters dig my voice and drip woo juices
0,1,2-0,1,2 is how we do
we make the crowd they go rowdy rowdy hooooo
Chorus
wo-o-oh Malique and Joe again,
they on the radio-o-oh
blastin thru' your fat momma's stereo-o-oh
don't wake your neighbors so you gotta keep it
low-o-oh wo-o-oh, wo-o-oh
to all the playez in the club, **** **** to the beat
to all the honeyz show me love, **** **** to the beat
everybody throw it up, **** **** to the beat
**** **** to the beat
Verse 2 ( Joe Flizzow )
biggedy back up in this b'nez again ya dream
womans dream man
the type that ain't gotta open doors and hold hands
to show love but I get down for sure love, ya know
love neva hold off
on gracious boos, that unheard off
WORD aint' it never of ever occured
I be pullin' stunts they kinda crazy and absurd
Joe Flizzow, Malique clockin' boos in scoo's and herds
when I'm grabbin' microphones they grabbin my shirt
we contemplating, sometimes we complicatin'
amazin' pharasing got ya gazin tryina be chasin' the dragon
they call me Joe the dragon and I dont mean to brag on
but JZow got his hands on experience to make ya
hunny got delirious
I'm seriously silly so Whutthadilly? You got beef wit' me really?
you gotta be jokin' don't try to be provokin'
Joe and Malique we hot and we smoking...
Chorus
Verse 3 ( Malique )
yeah yeah we ain't thru until we take you fools on a
journey back to the old school
when it was all about love and brotherhood and
everythang was crazy cool
check, we usta wear white Nike Air Force sneaks
with the fly grey Nike Air sweaters
and at the little playground next to the school is
where everybody got together
check it out., we usta drink and chill out in the park,
and freestylin' from top of the dome
then everybody would party at Moomoo's crib
because the mommy and daddy ain't home
check, see I be chillin', Joe be chillin'
whole Phat Family be chillin'
and I still got it, love for thee
suckers thats down the me!.

Pinklady dance with me
all night in a trance with me
love dove you make me fly
take me high....
Verse 1 (Malique)
Yo fly Friday, feel slick I'm hummin' ladi dadi
this chicka promised me eternal dancin at a rave party
in flesh and bone I'm hiphop, but now I'm changin flava
JOLLY GREeNS to JELLY BEANS tonight I'm gonna be a raver
now Imma knowledge you on who and how this chicka be
she had a PINK HEART, and loved pink CK's and D&G;'s
and had a BIG BLOKE brother ADAM, some called him BIG E, who pushed
an E CLASS white MERCEDES wit buddies BIG D
and BIG C, but BABY SLITSTA only drove a MITSUBISHI
little rookie raver waitin' for she now he gettin' pissy
glanced the ROLEX, this PINKY LADY kinda late
until I saw the MDM 4 up on this license plate
now all them BLUE BUTTERFLIES in my tummy started flyin'
baby was E BOMB, she left ELAINE and MARY JANE cryin'
CHANEL smell good as NOSECANDY is the aroma
everybody straight or crooked lookin' like they wanna bone her
sexy PINK CROSS TOPS that make you sip saliva in
she hold me tight like it's a HONEYMOON LOVE THANG
promise to dance with me all night long
remember drink alotta water so aint ish goes wrong
Chorus 2x
Pinklady dance with me
all night in a trance with me
love dove you make me fly
take me high....
Verse 2 (Joe Flizzow)
Friday night, I'm at home hittin a fat bammer
when out of the blue the phone rang for the LOVE DOCTOR
It was MOLLY, she back from the States
HAWAII'S FINEST was gon' pick me up about eight
I said where we goin? she said she wanted to blaze some green
And after that hook up wit' JANE and check out the Rave scene
I said cool in no time she was at my spot
8pm on the dot, walked in lookin Hot
She gave me a kiss on the cheeks
and cruised in her LAMBORGHINI way above the LEGAL SPEED
valet parked the car all eyes on she and me
tipped the fool, skipped the queue, walked through the VIP
introduced me to the bouncer RACEHORSE CHARLIE
he let us in and said have fun with DIRTY MOLLY
MOLLY took my hands and tried to kiss me on the lips
I said chill MAMA COCA take it easy I ain't about to trip....singin..
Chorus
Verse 3(Malique)
the club was slammin', no SAMS or JAKES to make the party stop
guys were chewin' gums and the gurlies were sucking lolipops
I chose not to pay attention mind my own bnez
on some BOOTY JUICE tonight no time for fancy drinks or guiness
hit the dancefloor dirty dance with PINKLADY
tongue kissed me once and twenty minutes later went crazy
she musta used the LOVE POTION NUMBER 9 or something
baby struck my heart wit' sudden love and plus it kept me bumpin'
I started gettin' funny, LOVE HUGgin' everybody
pinky pulled me to her gave another kiss and im like hooooo
I started seein' angels in thongs and Cupid with a poison arrow
aimin' at me right behind a cloud of YAY YO
that's when I saw MOLLY goddamn I miss her
my summer fling last year but never really kissed her
she all in pink too, I winked and then she winked too
excused myself from PINKLADY one and went to pink two
kissed her twice not once felt like a pimp foo
four kisses, two pinkladies now dont you think it's coo?
I think it ain't a BAD TRIP after all comin
ish I'm startina see a bunch of little midgets hummin'
ring around the ROSES and have an overdose
a TISSUE, a TISSUE and we all fall down
Chorus
kinda confused with the ambience, everybody sippin' Evian
no sign of Chardonay, Moet or Perignon
that's when I saw my man layin' on the ground
no more black in the eye ose bleeding made no sound
I slapped him around, i shouted in his ear
the **** you've been messin' with?
hey get some help in here
what chall doin'? gimme a hand people
hang in there man..we gon' get you to a hospital
my man's dying gotta act quick
carried him to the car saw PINKLADY and I felt sick
I prayed to god let my potna live please...

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.

Intro
Worda wordee wordoo
And this is how we do
It's the official language
Of the Phat Family crew
Verse 1
Remember me and Jizzoe
Young kids back in the day
The year was '97
Or maybe in '98
Had no Too Phat
No Flizzow
No plaques
Or rockin' shizzows
When Liquey had no dimes
Still messin' with ugly hzoes now
We crazy bummin'
Roamin' the streets of 15 all day
With other 15 souljaz
Like Bullah and Dr. K
Impromptu dropper
Freestylin' ish
Right from the toppa
Now 5 years later
We the illest pimp
Poppin' hiphoppaz
Back to the topic
One day I dropped
It slipped my tongue
Twisted vocabulary
Got all of my homies sprung
I busted 50 bars
Straight in front of my men
In a brand new language
No one else but I would understand
Then tzaught Jzoe
Fizirst apprentizice to follow
Basazi cover lzine
Lots a practizise to holla'
And if y'all sukrazi
This language come and speak it too
To the doo doo bounce
Say worda wordee wordoo!
Chorus (2x)
Worda wordee wordoo
And this is how we do
It's the official language
Of the Phat Family crew
We kick a little slang
Nobody understand
Nobody numszayin
Numszayin?
Verse 2
Yeah uh... I step to the cipher
Y'all peeping the language
That's too hard to decipher
No MC nicer speak
In codes and lingos
Hard to bite brah
Now we about to introduce
This to ya' curriculur
How that szound
Talk of tzown
You wrzong
If you think you iller
This beat is gila
Gilazi yeah
You know my stzeez
Stzep to the ladies
Bounce with me
Now you want to get these
Too Phat got you hollerin'
The ones hip hoppers followin'
What?
That crew got it on again
What they doing mixing
Beats wit rap and zapin'
Why you fussing
Where you getting?
What you know 'bout
How we do
And how we bussin'?
I don't need your blessings
Just stay out of my biz
For I deal this
Don't be messing
2003 the fam's
Stronger than ever (So many suckers, biter!)
How you figure we get sicker
6.0 on the richter
Joe Flow and Mistah
Yo Bone crab the mixer
(Worda Wordee Wordoo brah, Joe Flizzow keep it gangsta')
Damn sure you right
We got flows too tight
Black Rob went like
Whoa! Cos' I stole his mic
(Jangazan main gilizi, nantri krezau susri)
Now if you down with this
Spit the languazage
And y'all can start
With the choruzes
Chorus (2x)
Worda wordee wordoo
And this is how we do
It's the official language
Of the Phat Family crew
We kick a little slang
Nobody understand
Nobody numszayin
Numszayin?
Verse3
Now we call them
Hzoes nonrazaks
Steady checkin'
Out them totrazaks
Jubir gedrizis sedrazap
Now the game plzan
Is to kongkrazak
Ain't no other language
Cool as this
Alotta people think
It's ludicrous
See me get away
With a stupid diss
Imma leave you dumbfounded
Budrizis huh
Phat Fzam like to shizna
Shiznee shiznoo for szure
Gak bisra jagri konra
We mubra zezas nonrak
Czat doin' aprezi? (Gak leprazak sajizi)
Lagrizi ni off the hizee?(Yea nigrizi afeshizi)
Alotta people say we talk alot
Mackin' they o's up in the parkin' lot
Nonraks czan't stand Liquey
When I'm rockin' spots
No wonder
Why I get stalked alot
I get hawked alot
I get jocked alot
By the gurlies
Who wanna eat me
Like I'm chocolate
I'm rockin' Roca tops
Toppin' charts
Guys wanna box
Say I'm dope?
Call the cops
Call the cops...
Verse 4
Skoo the cops
Let me handle this
It's the man
With the iron mic
And the iron fist
Scientist
Flamboyant rap artist
We top notch
Want my spot
I know you eyeing this
Too Phat setting standards
Keep raising the bar
Hot tracks you bump to
While you blaze in the car
Amazing by far
Slang gets tongue twisted
I spit this ish
O's can't resist it
Move like you's evicted
Soon get addicted
Nobody work the stage
Better than this kid
I'm a slick kid
Gotta a lotta tricks kid
I'm a sick kid
Don't even risk it
Illegal mix it
Perfecting this hit
We ignoring critics
Industry misfits
Hip-hop stock lister
Strongest crew
Worda wordee wordoo...
Chorus
Worda wordee wordoo
And this is how we do
It's the official language
Of the Phat Family crew
We kick a little slang
Nobody understand
Nobody numszayin

Verse 1
If I die tonight
What would I do
On my last day
I know I'd wake early
In the morn' for crack
Of dawn's last pray
Then prolly go for breakfast
Like I used to do
Fried kuey teow FAM
And roti canai at Raju's
With my boo
And friends from way back
Neighborhood homies
Extended fam
They only know me
As that same cat
With that shaved head
Rocking Cross Colors
Sneaks to school
Writin' rhymes at the back of class
Playing tricks on fools
Then I'd come back to the crib
Tidy up a bit
Y'all know my room's messy
Though classy
Start arrange my ish
Line up my shoes one by one
Start with Jordans
And end with them Air Force Ones
Put a Post-it on the tongue
Of each one
With the name of each dun
I think I know my homies
And who would want which one
Get on the phone
And holla' at everybody
It's nearly noon
Gots to have lunch
With the family
Then spend the last day
I don't know
Try do a million other things
Hoping somehow
Time will slow
I guess what
I'm trying to say is
Take everyday
Like it was your last
Work towards your dreams
Before you pass
And have a blast
While you at it
'Cause we don't know
When we go go
So make the best of it
Just keep it real to yourself
And to all people
If y'all lost somebody before
Remember there'll be a sequel
Chorus (2x)
If I die tonight
You know it'll be alright
Just smile for me
Reminisce the fond memories
Verse 2
Well if I die tonight
I wonder
Where I'll be tomorrow
Nobody cry please
Push away the sorrow
'Cause I ain't been
The best of men
The best of friends
The best of mom
And daddy's last son
The best of anything
Tell Joe here's a last one
If I die tonight
Would I be forgiven
By all the people
I been slackin' with
When I was livin'?
Those who I hurt their hearts
Took advantage of
And even lied to
Hug you one last time
For forgiveness
Yeah I would like to
If I die tonight
Would you feel the loss?
Tomorrow would you dial
My number by accident
Then suddenly... pause?
If I die tonight
I wonder who would get
To keep my caps and shoes
Jerseys, even my little
Stuffed crocodile Coco too
Get my cell phone
Message everyone from A to Z
Tell 'em this ain't Malique
He passed away last night
And pray he rest in peace
If I die tonight
Would you think of my room
When you see blue
Wanted to clean it up this morning
But then I never knew
If I die tonight
What would happen to Tim
How long would it take
Before she kissed another man?...
God damn...
At fast food joints
Would she still order
The same combo meal for two?
Things I wish I knew...
Chorus (2X)
If I die tonight
You know it'll be alright
Just smile for me
Reminisce the fond memories
Verse 3
A cute lil' thing
To many eyes
To me you were simply
A beautiful thing
I tell no lies
We went from
Mere invisible friends
To pals real tight
Rendezvous up on the net
To chitty chat all night
I used to pick you up
Until you got your own ride
A slammin' two door whip
A grey 36-72
Lookin' all slick
Remember when I asked why this
You said because it's real fast
So you can rush
To see your boy after class
The last time
We met was '01 September
You left feelin' upset over... something
I can't remember...
I never apologized
Till January 10th 2003
When I heard you passed away
When I was deep in my sleep
Your loss taught me
Not to take my friends for granted
Misunderstandings
Gotta slam it quick
Death you never plan it
You're sorely missed down here Wawyn
Rest in peace
This too shall pass
But our true friendship will never cease...
Love...
Chorus (till end)
If I die tonight
You know it'll be alright
Just smile for me
Reminisce the fond memories

(Too Phat with Warren G)
Intro
[Warren G]
You know what?
Play it back a little
Lemme hear what it sound like real quick
[Malique]
That's how you do that
Back in Long Beach Warren?
Same ish?
[Warren G]
Same ish
[Malique]
Same ish
Warren G
Too Phat baby
East meets West collabo
Qumran (haha)
Yea Joe
Lets bang the chorus real quick
Lets make em remember this
Chorus
It's kinda easy
When you listen to the G`d up sound
A little bit of hip-hop
Will make the world go round
We got the sound for the rest
And it's easy to see
That this Too Phat and Warren G
Verse 1 (Joe Flizzow)
Hip-hop be connecting
Kuala Lumpur with LB
Hip-hop be rocking up towns
Laced with LV
Ain't necessary to roll
In nice rimmed M3's
And be blinging
Hip-hop be bringing together emcees
Y'all asking who that kid
With a flow that's sick
It's Flizzow
And who's Malique
On this Qumran tip
Now follow
We Too Phat
Hip-hop be running thru our veins
It gets us up in the morning
Hip-hop keeps me sane
Wherever you rapping
It's embraced across the globe
It's truly amazing
How it gives people hope
That beat is dope
Y'all holla at the DJ
Hip-hop is staying up at night
To bid for kicks on e-bay
This should be off the hizee
Going make you move for shizze
Blow up spots
Getting crunk with Warren G'zee
Now best believe
KL got the world tuned in
Joe Flizzow with my elements
So let the party begin...
Chorus (2x)
It's kinda easy
When you listen to the G`d up sound
A little bit of hip-hop
Will make the world go round
We got the sound for the rest
And it's easy to see
That this Too Phat and Warren G
Verse 2 (Warren G)
Assalamualaikum
From the General
Warren G`zee for shizzo
And that's the way love go
It's been a long time
I shouldn't have left you
Without a west coast rhyme to step to
You know how it go
When it's real hip-hop
Kuala Lumpur don't stop
Long Beach won't stop on top
Keep them blocks so hot
From Malaysia
Back to my spot
Islamic in the form of Tupac
I ride so deep
With Joe and Malique
We go together
Like a flow and a beat
And don't try to compete
With the Long Beach original
Back on the gizzo
(Just a little bit)
Chorus (2x)
It's kinda easy
When you listen to the G`d up sound
A little bit of hip-hop
Will make the world go round
We got the sound for the rest
And it's easy to see
That this Too Phat and Warren G
Verse 3 (Malique)
Wassalam Warren
We thank you for the bit
Now the three of us together
Regulating this hit
We banging this hit
And making lil ends on the side
Another classic joint now
It's time to ride
And spread love
Across this loony circle
Ride from boogie down to Bangalore
It's universal
Whether blue or purple
Black or white
Light brown
It's not about skin
But B-boy battles
Who outtwirls and outspins
Screaming (Go B-boy!)
While B-boys gets busy
In hip-hop “whuttup's” hello
And for sure is for shizee
Doo rags and corn rows
And kids with pants sagging
Shaking aerosol cans
While bombing and tagging
While DJ`s is crabbing
Scratching breaking styluses
Hooking beats and moving
More heads than hairstylists
Somebody better tell me
Where them bootleggers and pirates is
Should rush 'em all wit viruses
Or put 'em where Osiris is
I hear no promises
So till then
Y'all see me bawling
I'll keep y'all head bopping
And stay yes yes y'all'in
God bless
The four elements story is told
And here's a little bit of hip-hop
For your soul
Chorus(3x)
It's kinda easy
When you listen to the G`d up sound
A little bit of hip-hop
Will make the world go round
We got the sound for the rest
And it's easy to see
That this Too Phat and Warren G
Outro
Lemme bust a couple of shout outs real quick
Too Phat Warren G
That's real hip-hop
KL and LBC
That's real hip-hop
All around the world
We bumping real hip-hop
G Funk and Phat Family
That's real hip-hop
Yo Qumran in the house
That's real hip-hop
Phillipines, Indonesia
That's real hip-hop
Singapura, Hong Kong
Is real hip-hop
Korea, Japan y'all
That's real hip-hop
All around the world
There's real hip-hop
Australia, Africa, Europe
Middle East baybeh
All bumping to real hip-hop
Ay check this out

This gon' be our last song
Yeah our last song together
Since 98 we been thru both good and bad weathers
And regardless of the 5 mics and radio hits
This whole lifestyle we living
Now is making me sick
Trust me now this ain't no interpersonal crisis
I'll break it down in points to show how miserable life is
You know my moms and pops
Joe they brought me up righteous
But temptations why my life's like this
Smile and reminiscing the lost numbers of skins
Free opportunities have made me dishonest to Tim
This whole fan phanatic b'nez
Got me kind of afraid
Remember that girl in Penang
Who carved my name wit' a blade ?
All over the body
If that's how Malique affect fans , I'm outtie
We can't be blamed
If they school grades turn out lousy
Cause they practise breakdancing
doing flares all day
Just because they saw Malique
doing it in his inlay
And not to mention all the crazy calls
from God knows who
Just to call and hang up after screaming
I love you
From getting notes on my car in my carpark to under my apartment door
And nasty yo-o-oh's in the store
Feeling uneasy in public when witches
beg me for kisses
And people staring at me on urinals
while taking pisses
A privacy intrusion argument number one
Laced with sin and guilt from fame is overweighing the fun
My second line is blinkin' now you gotta hold on
Imma leave you with the chorus that I did
for this song,
Be right back……….
(Malique's Chorus)
This gon' be be our last song
I know you want this to last long
You prolly hear this song and ask me to act strong
But stress is buildin up Imma blow
It's time for you Joe to go solo
(Malique)
Yo sorry bro I'm back and guess what ?
Well that was Tim's mum
Claimin' Tim was in the city
right before the city's b……
She mentioned bout a concert
Alicia Keys or something
And still she hasn't called
it's been like a week or something
That's my girl of 9 years and
now I'm worried still
It sucks to deal with this
long distance relationship
And plus the fact she gon' get a degree
Then come back and get a job
and make more money than me
The same for you Joe
you got something to fall on to
This group can only last for how long
how long foo' ?
While I can I better come up
with intelligent plans
Before I end up hiding my face
like the elephant man
Those were points to digest
and most of them were rather personal
We made alotta dough though
well that was worth the while
Regards to Bone , Cat and everybody in the crew
And tell the b-boys the air swipes
will come in really soon
I better start packin' now since
I got a stronger reason to leave
Pray for me and Tim please
And if I never come back trust me things went according to plans
Your partner made it in foreign lands, for real
The next flight to JFK is tomorrow at 2
So peace , one love and may the memories
be with you, one……
(Malique's Chorus)
This gon' be our last song
I know you want this to last long
You prolly hear this song and ask me to act strong
But stress is buildin' up Imma blow
It's time for you Joe to go solo
This gon' be our last song
I know you want this to last long
You prolly hear this song and ask me to act strong
But stress is buildin' up Imma blow
It's time for me to go
(Joe)
What you saying man ? Did I hear you right ?
Stick to the game plan man, it's gon' be aight
This can't be our last song now
Now I know you're confused
Too Phat breaking up be blowing up in the news
Ain't prepared to leave this rap game
only roll with the best
Only gon' stop rapping when they lay me to rest
And no less I'm a handle this test
you talking crazy son
Ain't no problem we can't solve
and this 'ish ain't no reason
For you to be gone gots to look beyond and ahead
We've come a long way and spread this hip hop ish
Not from a negative aspect but in a positive way
Kids in small towns freestyling when they parlay
And the thousands of fans that rock
when we blaze stages
Line up for hours to get autographs later
And think of how we took the industry by storm
And got all kinds of people buying our album
You ain't gon' quit now
you gotta think this through
I got ya back for real son now stop acting a fool
Imma hit you back later ain't gonna take that long
Peep the new chorus that I did for the song
(Joe's chorus)
This can't be our last song trust me son
you got all wrong
Before you know it ya problems will be all gone
Keep it together don't mess up your mind
I know this stress ain't but a bless in disguise
(Joe)
Been doing a lotta thinking
need to get this off my chest
Too Phat breaking up might be for the best
Getting sick of cameras under tight scrutiny
Dashing out of arena surrounded by security
And groupies roaming lobbies
just ain't fun no more
They stalking as hobbies
and I ain't gon' run no more
Plus one more think that I need is a new challenge
A long vacation b'fore I pursue my education
Made a promise to my moms and go study abroad
Maybe some day we'll hit 'em back with an encore
You go show them yanks how us
cats rock them crowds
Then you best blow up and make your potna proud
Takeover Bad Boy go buyont P.Diddy
And maybe Illion will become reality
I know you worried about you boo yo
I'm sure she'd fine
You go handle your's and Imma handle mine
I guess it's bout time we lead different paths
Listen to the chorus it's gonna be our last
(Joe's chorus)
This could be our last song I know
I wanted this to last long
But somehow yo we both gosta move on
Hell yeah we had fun while it lasted

when you think you've reached the end of the line
walls that once blocked your way
come tumbling down
and you'll find the answers were there all the time
when we turn out the lights and we sit in the dark
is the mountain too high to climb?
halfway to heaven
when you're flat on your back you can still see the stars
guiding you through the night
halfway to paradise
tin gods plan
life's doors slam
to hold you back
when you're born on the wrong side of the track
don't take no
take hold
don't leave it to chance
you let the world roll by
you're trying to hang yourself without a rope
mister dream - take control
i am the means to reach your goal
[*]=====================[*]
[*] [*][*]

you prepare your shoes
to kick dirt in my face
nearly no defense
for your fascist grace
you try to get me out
but i won't leave this place
nothing to lose
you can't win a human race
there's no need to laugh
don't be so amused
it's no joke to get
falsely accused
i didn't do no harm
i only cleaned your shoes
for that is what you asked
so why all this abuse
you say i caused this crisis
you know that's not the case
it's this falling system
that you don't wanna face
you try to blacken me
but i won't leave this place
nothing to lose
you can't win a human race

Night is falling
We're doing the things we do
You are acting just like me
I'm acting just like you
Do you remember
When you were my friend?
That's the way I'd like things
Just like way back then
Baby's sleeping
Brother is on the run
I am out undoing
All the good I've done
If you loved me
Tell you what I would do
Wrap the world in silver foil
Bring it home to you.
Lately I feel
That I can't pretend
I may never ever see
The likes of you again
I take a walk, I come back home
Then I sit a spell
Watch the ponies dance around
The empty wishing well.
Night has fallen
I've said the things I did
The only baby sleeping
Is when I was a kid
Do you remember
When you were my friend?
That's the way I'd like things
Just like way back then.

Everything went wrong
I'm sorry boys, I've got to let you go
We've had some hard times
And the long rain, it didn't show
Hired hands, I've seen them come and go
But you don't come much better
Today's Blue Monday
I just got a bad news letter
This day has come
The darkest cloud on our horizon
My hands are tied down
To that promise note I signed upon
Always been this way
It's the poor man who gets hurt
All you ever work for
Is to leave your footprints in the dirt
You work your fingers to the bone
The deed is done
The fruit will fall to someone else's hand
That's how the land lies
Now we all know where we stand
You'll have to walk away
Don't let them see you running
Today's Blue Monday
I should have seen it coming
You work your fingers to the bone
If sweat and tears were all it took
To make this valley green
We'd be alright but now it's gone
They've taken everything
They say it's just an act of God
And that's the way ill wind blows
You've got thirty days to pack your bags
Say goodbye, hit the road
You work your fingers to the bone

they don't eat, don't sleep
they don't feed, they don't seethe
bare their gums when they moan and squeak
lick the dirt off a larger one's feet
they don't push, don't crowd
congregate until they're much too loud
fuck to procreate till they are dead
drink the blood of their so called best friend
they don't scurry when something bigger comes their way
don't pack themselves together and run as one
don't shit where they're not supposed to
don't take what's not theirs, they don't compare
they don't scam, don't fight
don't oppress an equals given rights
starve the poor so they can be well fed
line their holes with the dead ones bread
they don't scurry when something bigger comes their way
don't pack themselves together and run as one
don't shit where they're not supposed to
don't take what's not theirs, they don't compare...
they don't scurry when something bigger comes their way
don't pack themselves together and run as one
don't shit where they're not supposed to
don't take what's not theirs, they don't compare...
rats...they don't compare
rats...they don't compare
ben, the two of us need look no more
ben, the two of us need look no more

I want to take you down to the river
I want to wash the blood from your hands
I want to make you see
You belong to me
You won't ever win
I want to walk out over the water
I want to tear my heart from my chest
I want to change my face
Wanna leave this place
Start all over again
Well don't you know
You're wasted
You got more than you asked for
Wasted
You walk in through the out door
Oh, you're a lucky kid
Wasted
I want to turn you into a Corvette
I want to drive you out of your mind
I want to watch your face
When you reach that place
That you could never find
I want to make you scream for mercy
I want to break the silence within
And take you to your knees
Just like you did me
And crawl around in your skin
Oh don't you know
Wasted
You got more than you asked for
Wasted
You walk out through the in door
Oh, you're a lucky kid
Wasted
Oh, you're a lucky kid
Wasted
You got more than you asked for
Wasted
You went in through the out door
You tasted
What you never had before
You wasted everything
And now you're such a bore
Oh, you're a lucky kid
Wasted
Oh, cause I know what you did
Wasted
Oh, you're a lucky kid
I got your number
Oh, you get away with it.

(Michael McDonald)
It's hard to bet your life on love
When all we learn is how to keep on moving
And the odds are never good enough
For all we know, nothing lasts forever in this life
Show me one thing that will never fade away
What goes with the fall, returns with the spring
This whole world is made that way
Who's to know if love will stay
[Chorus:]
But there's nothing quite like this
That I've ever known
And I believe in it
There's no way out of it
I can't let go
Because I believe in it
We second guess the things we see
When all too soon you know time will show
If love was never meant to be
Then we can't hide before too long
We'll know if it was right
Show me one thing that will never fade away
What goes with the fall, returns with the spring
This whole world is made that way
Who's to know if love will stay

I guess I am just...
Torn between life or silence,
As the pain in my eyes becomes to clear
Destroyed! By the sounds so empty,
Empty as the answer to my prayers
God! You're still robbing my cradle,
Your crawings for my love erased my mind
I stand raped and lonely...
Embrace the moment,
My life in your hands
Divine torment,
As I feel the love I fear
You push me aside and mock my tears
Lifeless the passion, priceless the gain,
Broken the heart, From a life insane
Guilt is the spike,
The thorn in my eye,
Corroding the chains to an abusive mind
Embrace the moment,
My life in your hands
Divine torment,
As I feel the love I fear
You push me aside and mock my tears
Guilt is the spike,
The thorn in my eye...
With tired eyes I watch,
Repeat itself,
But the circle's incomplete
Serrated blade cuts the noisome vein,
And I drain myself from pain
Embrace the moment,
My life in your hands
Divine torment,
As I feel the love I fear
You push me aside and mock my tears
Lifeless the passion, priceless the gain,
Broken the heart, From a life insane
Guilt is the spike,
The thorn in my eye,
Corroding the chains to an abusive mind
And I become one with myself...

This is a good tune! Oh yes you can bet it! It's a very good song, it has some delightful percussions and some trumpets from Heaven (even if it sounds some sort of Apocaliptic). You can note a remarkable influence of Bossa Nova rythms... This is one of those songs you can listen to for half an hour and don't get tired...

No stars in the sky, the night seems so dark around you.
You won't say a word, and wonder why no one's found you,
Waiting for love, praying for love again........
Love's a heavy weight, give it to me don't hesitate.
Love's a heavy thing, too heavy for one heart to bring me your love.
Give me your love again, it's not your fault.
One heart can never win it takes.
Two hearts, two hearts just to hold love.
Two hearts, two hearts just to hold your lo-o-o-o-o-ve.
Your lo-o-o-o-o-ve.
And if your heart should ache,
Remember me.
And if your heart should break.
Two hearts, two hearts they can mend it.
Heartache, heartaches can be ended by love, by love.
Love's a heavy weight, give to me don't hesitate.
Love's a heavy thing, too heavy for one heart to bring me your love.
Give me your love again, It's not too late.
One heart can never win, it takes two hearts.
Two hearts, two hearts just to hold love
Two hearts, two hearts just to hold your lo-o-o-o-o-ve
Your lo-o-o-o-o-ve.

Bum stiggedy bum stiggedy bum, hon, I got the old pa-rum-pum-pum-pum
But I can fe-fi-fo-fum, diddly-bum, here I come
So Peter Piper, I'm hyper than Pinochio's nose
I'm the supercalafragilistic tic-tac pro
I gave my oopsy, daisy, now you've got the crazy
Crazy with the books, Googley-goo where's the gravy
So one two, unbuckle my, um shoe
Yabba Doo, hippity-hoo, crack a brew
So trick or treat, smell my feet, yup I drippedy-dropped a hit
So books get on your mark and spark that old censorship
Drats and double drats, I smiggedy-smacked some whiz kids
The boogedy-woogedly Brooklyn boy's about to get his, dig
My waist bone's connected to my hip bone
My hip bone's connected to my thigh bone
My thigh bone's connected to my knee bone
My knee bone's connected to my hardy-har-har-har
The jibbedy-jabber jaw ja-jabbing at your funny bone, um
Skip the ovaltine, I'd rather have a honeycomb
Or preferably the sesame, Let's spiggedy-spark the blunts, um
Dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun
They want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, some live EFX
Snap a neck for some live EFX
Well I'll be darned, shiver me timbers, yo head for the hills
I picked a weeping willow, and a daffodil
So back up bucko or I'll pulverize McGruff
'Cause this little piggy gets busy and stuff
Arrivederci, heavens to mercy, honky tonk I get swift
I caught a snuffleufagus and smoked a boogaloo spliff
I got the nooks, the cranies, the nitty gritty fodey-doe
All aboard, cast away, hey where's my boogaloo?
Oh I'm steaming, agony
Why's everybody always picking on me
They call me Puddin' Tane, and rap's my game
You ask me again and I'll t-tell you the same
'Cause I'm the vulgar vegemintarian, so stick 'em up freeze
So no Park sausages, Mom, please
A-blitz shoots the breeze, twiddly-dee shoots his lip
Crazy dazy shot the Sheriff, yup and I shot the gift
And that's pretty sneaky, sis oh yep
I got my socks off, my rocks off, my Nestle's cup of cocoa
Holly hobby tried to slob me, tried to rob me silly stunt
Diggedy-dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun
They want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, some live EFX
Snap a neck for some live EFX
Yahoo, hidee-ho yup I'm coming around the stretch
So here Fido boy, fetch, boy, fetch
I got the rope-a-dope a slippery choker, look at me get raw
And I'm the hickory-dickory top of morning boogoloo big jaw
With the yippedy zippedy Winnie the Pooh bad boy blue,
Yo crazy got the gusto, what up, I swing that too
So nincompoop give a hoot and stomp a troop without a strain
Like Roscoe B. Coltrane
I spiggedy-spark a spiff and give a twist like Chubby Checker
I take my Froot Loops with two scoops, make it double decker
Oh Vince, the baby come to Papa Duke
A babaloo, ooh, a babaloo boogedy boo
I went from Gucci to Stussy, to fliggedy-flam a groupie
To Zsa Zsa, to yibbedy-yabba dabba hoochie koochie
Tally ho I-I'll take my Stove Top instead of potatoes, so
Maybe I'll shoot 'em now, nope maybe I'll shoot 'em later, yep
I used to have a dog and Bingo was his name oh, so uh
B - I - N - G - O-oh
You do the hokey pokey and you turn yourself around, hon, so uh
Dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun
They want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, some live EFX
They want EFX, some live EFX
Snap a neck for some live EFX

[Chorus:]
And it's a long way down
It's a long way down
It's such a long way down
to the place where we started from
Yo, i'm still trying to figure out this Venus and mars thing
But everytime I see you all I hear is a harp string
We chilled last night
I had to record this
Listen to portishead
Makin love in the forest
Where not stuck in this orbit
Its gonna work out for us
So gorgeous like the voice of the woman gracing the chorus
A newborn in its pure form
Gentle and precious
We connect on more than just mental
Don't let this shit stress us
I'm okay if you're okay
I know it sounds clich

Te busque
te busque
a vos
Con la cien
de vino y temblor
mano de
botella sin voz
perro fiel
pegado al cord

When your day is long
And the night
And the night is your's alone
When you think you've had enough
Of this life
Hang on
Don't let yourself go
'Cause everybody cries
And everybody hurts
Sometimes
Sometimes everything is wrong
Now it's time to sing along
When your day is night hold on
Hold on (hold on)
If you feel like letting go
(Hold on)
If you're sure you've had too much
Of this life
Hang on
'Cause everybody hurts
Sometimes
Take comfort in your friends
And everybody hurts
Don't blow your hand
Oh-oh no
Don't blow your hand
If you feel like you're alone
No, no, no, not alone
If you're on your own
In this life
The days and nights are long
You're sure you've had too much
Of this life
To hang on
Yeah everybody hurts
Sometimes
Everybody cries
Sometimes
Everybody hurts
Sometimes
Everybody hurts sometimes
So hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on
To know you're not alone

He's the president in residence, he's kind of in charge
He's got the whole Country sayin "That's my Bush!"
Life is hard, that's the price of fame
When you're president everyone knows your name.
Hey what's that thing? It's my Bush!
I can't believe he's actually in the Whitehouse
THAT'S OUR MAN!

yoor life is spinnin outta control,
seems the whole world is out to get you
everything is wrong
nothin seems right
theres a sinking feeling inside
and your best friend has turned his back
but ya cant let it bring ya down
no youve got to fight!
cause ya try but ya cant let go
its when ya down that ya gotta get up
dont let em walk all over your face
stand up for yourself and make everything right again
even if some guys trying to blackmail you and your girlfriend thinks you suck
its up to you to let em know that it was just all part of some rich guys evil plan
look out ahead theres a truck changing lanes
you got yellow crumbs on your upper lip
and those warts on your dick arent gunna go away

FUCK!!!
Your life is spinning out of control
Seems the whole world is out to get you
Everything is wrong, nothing seems right-eh
There's a sinking feeling inside-eh
Even your best friend has turned his back
But-cha can't let it bring ya down, no you've gotta fight-eyy
Coz you’ve tried but ya can’t let go
It’s when you’re down that ya gotta get up-eh
Don’t let em walk all over your face-a
Stand up for yourself and make everything right again
Even if some guys trying to blackmail you
And your girlfriend thinks you suck
It’s up to you to let them know
That it was all just part of some rich guy’s evil plan
Look out ahead there’s a truck changing lanes
You've got some yellow crumbs on your upper lip
And those warts on your dick aren’t gonna go away

What would Brian Boitano do
If he was here right now?
He'd make a plan, and he'd follow through,
That's what Brian Boitano'd do!
When Brian Boitano was in the Olympics
Skating for the gold,
He two Salchows and a triple Lutz
Wearing a blindfold
When Brian Boitano was in the Alps
Fighting grizzly bears,
He used his magical fire breath
And saved the maidens fair
So what would Brian Boitano do
If he was here today?
I'm sure he'd kick an arse or two,
That's what Brian Boitano'd do!
When Brian Boitano travelled through time
To the year 3010,
He fought the evil robot king
And saved us all again
And when Brian Boitano built the pyramids,
He beat up Kubla Khan,
'Cause Brian Boitano doesn't take shit from anybody!
No, Brian! Those chicken wings are really spicy! Don't eat those!
I've never seen a man eat so many chicken wings!
I've never seen a man eat so many chicken wings!
I've never seen a man eat so many chicken wings!
I've never seen a man eat so many chicken wings!
I've never seen a man eat so many chicken wings!
I've never seen a man eat so many chicken wings!
I've never seen a man eat so many chicken wings!
Brian Boitano was born
On the planet of Kryluck
He came to earth to save us all
From war and death and such!
Hi de lo de hi de lay!
Brian Boitano's here!
So round up all your lasses,
And tell them to have no fear!
Say, come over here my honey,
And you're gonna take off my pants,
And I'm gonna make dirty love to you,
'Cause that's what Brian Boitano'd do!