Road Town, located on Tortola, is the capital of the British Virgin Islands. It is situated on the horseshoe-shaped Road Harbour in the centre of the island's south coast. The population was about 9,400 in 2004.
The name is derived from the nautical term "the roads", a place less sheltered than a harbor but which ships can easily get to. A 28 hectare (70 acre) development called Wickham's Cay, consisting of two areas that were reclaimed from the sea and a marina have enabled Road Town to emerge as a haven for yacht chartering and a centre of tourism. This area is the newest part of the city and the hub for the new commercial and administrative buildings of the BVI. The oldest building in Road Town, the HM Prison on Main Street, dates from the 1840s.
Road Town is one of the principal centres for bareboating (self-hire yacht chartering) in the Caribbean. Many successful yacht-charter businesses operate from Road Town, especially BVI Yacht Charters, Bareboat BVI and The Moorings . Cruise ships can be often seen docked here as well.
Richard Alexander Jung better known by his stage name Dr. Ring-Ding is a German reggae, ska and dancehall artist.
Ring-Ding first performed by the name of Prof. Richie Senior as the trombonist in the German ska band, El Bosso Und Die Ping Pongs. During Christmas in 1992, he founded the band Dr. Ring Ding & The Senior Allstars, which dissolved in October 2002. Ring-Ding utilised the Jamaica singing style, toasting, by mixing reggae, dancehall and authentic ska beats.
Ring-Ding is known for his ska and reggae collaborations with artists including Lord Tanamo and King Django. He has also performed with The Skatalites and The Toasters. Ring-Ding also earned acclaim with a cover of the Johnny Cash song "Ring of Fire" which he recorded with H-Blockx. The single reached # 13 in the German charts.
Today, he is a presenter for WDR 5 and plays as a soloist for various outfits including Kingston Kitchen and The Sharp Axe Band. He also performs with El Bosso Und Die Ping Pongs at various shows in Germany.
Don Grusin (born April 22, 1941 in Denver, Colorado), is an American songwriter, producer and keyboardist. He holds a Masters Degree in Economics from the University of Colorado and for a period of his life taught at the National Autonomous University of Mexico as well as at Foothill College, California before deciding to enter the music business full-time.
He is the younger brother of Dave Grusin.
NOTE: Also a sideman and contributing composer on numerous albums by Dave Grusin, Lee Ritenour, etc.
Robert David "Dave" Grusin (born June 26, 1934) is an American composer, arranger and pianist. Grusin has composed many scores for feature films and television, and has won numerous awards for his soundtrack and record work, including an Academy award and 12 Grammys. He has had a prolific recording career as an artist, arranger, producer and executive producer.
Born in Littleton, Colorado, he studied music at the University of Colorado at Boulder and was awarded his bachelor's degree in 1956. He produced his first single, "Subways are for Sleeping" in 1962 and composed the score to his first feature film, Divorce American Style five years later. Other scores followed including Winning in 1969, The Friends of Eddie Coyle (1973), The Midnight Man (1974) and Three Days of the Condor in 1975.
In the late 70s, he formed GRP records along with his partner, Larry Rosen, and began to create some of the first commercial digital recordings. Grusin was also at the forefront of soundtrack albums. He was the composer for the legendary Mike Nichols Oscar-winning film, The Graduate. The film is noted for being one of the first films to integrate popular songs into a film score. Later scores included On Golden Pond (1981), Tootsie (1982) and The Goonies (1985).
I Kick It Root Down
I Put My Root Down
It's Not A Put Down
I Put My Foot Down
And Then I Make Some Love, I Put My Root Down
Like Sweetie Pie By The Stone Alliance
Everbody Knows I'm Known For Dropping Science
I'm Electric Like Dick Hyman
I Guess You'd Expect To Catch The Crew Rhymin'
Never Let You Down With The Stereo Sound
So Mike, Get On The Mic And Turn It Out
We're Talking Root Down, I Put My Boot Down
And If You Want To Battle Me, You're Putting Loot Down
I Said Root Down, It's Time To Scoot Down
I'm A Step Up To The Mic In My Goose Down
Come Up Representing From The Upper West
Money Makin' Putting Me To The Test
Sometimes I Feel As Though I've Been Blessed
Because I'm Doing What I Want So I Never Rest
Well, I'm Not Coming Out Goofy Like The Fruit Of The Loom Guys
Just Strutting Like The Meters With The Look-ka Py Py
'Cause Downtown Brooklyn Is Where I Was Born
but When The Snow Is Falling, Then I'm Gone
You Might Think That I'm A Fanatic
A Phone Call From Utah And I'm Throwing A Panic
But We Break It From The Root When We Kick It On Down
Jimmy Smith Is My Man, I Want To Give Him A Pound
Ad Rock Don't Stop, Just Get On The Mic With The Tic And The Toc
I'll Fill You With The Fuckin' Rim Like Brim
I'm Walking Down Your Block And You Say That's Him
There Goes The Guy With The Funky Sound
The Beastie Boys You Know We Come To Get Down
Because I've Got The Flow Where I Grab My Dick
And Say Oh My God, That's The Funky Shit
So I'm Going To Pass The Mic And Cause A Panic
The Original Nasal Kid Is Doing Damage
Every Morning I Took The Train To High Street Station
Doing Homework On The Train, What A Fucked Up situation
On The Way Back Up Hearing Battle Tapes
Through The Underground, Underneath The Sky Scrapes
Like Harlem World Battles On The Zulu Beat Show
It's Kool Moe D Vs. Busy Bee There's One You Should Know
Enough Of That, I Just Want To Give Some Respect Due
M.C.A. Grab The Mic And The Ma Bell Will Connect You
Bob Marley Was A Prophet For The Freedom Fight
"If Dancin' Prays To The Lord Then I Shall Feel Alright"
I'm Feeling Good To Play A Little Music
Tears Running Down My Face 'Cause I Love To Do It
And No One Can Stop This Flow From Flowing On
A Flow Master In Disaster With A Sound That's Gone
I'll Give A Little Shout Out To My Dad And Mom
Valentine I adore you
Her eyes tearing when I say I love you
My brass knuckles you know them well
The pale moon licks my valentine
Uh, uh, honey it's all mine
You'll always remember the very first time
Walking home
Hush, hush girl
Won't believe you today
And if you and me
Should ever go to hell
Come on, let's go right now
Come on, let's go right now
I got things to do
Can't wait around
Better times for you and me
But you're stuck in a rut
Another love affair
Another boy another scare
I can't feel a thing
But I'm sure you can
Warm summer's night red tan
Warm summer's night red tan
If I build it out of blood and bone
If I love it and I even give it a good name
And I let it stand up on it's own
And if I even ever learn to trust and walk away
Will it crumble on it's own two feet?
Or will it multiply and grow big, white wings?
If I love it and I give it life
Can I let it go and know that it was never mine?
Give more,
Give it all away
I'm sure it'll come back someday
You gotta let go to let it circle back around
To rise up you gotta learn to root down
Learn to root down
If I cut it with a heart-shaped knife
And I send it to my very closest of friends
And they somehow bring it back to life
What if I only ever do it all over again?
I'm a writer here upon this ship
On a sea of unnamed and untamed passages
And every vessel's meant for pouring out
And every bloom has to make room to root down
Give more,
Give it all away
I'm sure it'll come back someday
You gotta let go to let it circle back around
To rise up you gotta learn to root down
Learn to root down
Learn to root down
Give more,
Give it all away
I'm sure it'll come back someday
You gotta let go to let it circle back around
Ride it on baby, into my view
Ride it on baby, into your sight
Ride it on baby, just like you used to do
Did you want me love you?
Well, I'm just here for the car
And you said that you're so low
Well I won't really do you any harm
Won't you ride it on baby, just like you used to do?
There's no love that you're over feeling
And you still wanna be with me
But you're leavin like you said that you would
I'm a-waitin for the car
And you love like you always say now
But you know it won't do you any harm
Ride it on baby, just like you said that you would
Oh then ride it on baby, just like you know it's understood
Ride it on baby, it's still into your view
Ride it on baby, I only wanna be with you
I'm dreamin that you're goin far
And you like takin wine
Won't you ride it on baby?
But you're so heavy-filled with pride
Valentine I adore you
Her eyes tearing when I say I love you
My brass knuckles you know them well
The pale moon licks my valentine
Uh, uh, honey it's all mine
You'll always remember the very first time
Walking home
Hush, hush girl
Won't believe you today
And if you and me
Should ever go to hell
Come on, let's go right now
Come on, let's go right now
I got things to do
Can't wait around
Better times for you and me
But you're stuck in a rut
Another love affair
Another boy another scare
I can't feel a thing
But I'm sure you can
Warm summer's night red tan
Warm summer's night red tan
Warm summer's night red tan
[ p.r. terrorist ]
Skuffed up guns, toss the filthy heat then run
Dirty weaponry fill my clip with rusty dum dums
It hardly worked right, when I bust it hardly jerked right
Smith and wesson type, illuminate the block all night
Serial scraped, found it in the nearby lake
Dried it off, an hour later caught your man for his cake
Administrate an earthquake, the earth shake
Your body ache, your lifes at stake stake
Your lyrics ain't holding no wieght
Parylize your enterprise cause they moving like snakes
Up in my grasp, little they know it's water then gas
Spark that ass with the friction that my music enhance
Verbal vibrations spit a few darts from out my stash
Terrorist nemesis is the first and the last
Knowledge and understanding one and the same
I aim, no restrain, nothing to lose, all to gain
I raise cane and snap your back, rip out your veins
Crack your frame, return you loopbback from where you came
[ 9th prince ]
Yo, yo I'm the master of ceremony revolutionist
Lyrical demolitionist, trapped in the abyss
Pirates of dark waters meterologist
Slang thugs be sublime to to abdict lyrics is dangerous
I exiled myself from earth and built a home on uranus
9th prince, the ill street acrobatic, lyrical gymnastic
The stage is gymnasium
I slay through the rythem, I tear notes like patriotism
The universal, find at rehearsal
Rappers is too commercial, I live til we murder you
We attack with logical, scrape your physical composition
With broken bottles, and blow fire out my nostrils
Rappers is nervous, battle mode verses
Lyrically enormous shockwaves split the surface
Psychic predictions, it's the imitation of the minds of egyptians
Political, poor then musician
Tools hit the moon make the earth cause collision
With seven planets, then I vanish
So call me the human titanic
Seize the prisoner in captivity
Son of solar broke the laws of gravity
Fellows incarcerated, assault and battery against the music academy
Mcs is too gentle
Stab my pencil inside your temple
And revenge the general
[ chorus: p.r. terrorist ]
Red dawn, war pawns, raps nasty like porn
Pass on, transform, arm leg leg arm
Supreme head, infra-red, we form like voltron
We form like voltron
[ beretta 9 ]
We go to war like arabians, pakistinians, richmond and indians
Germans, muslims, vikings, patriots
Trojans, conquistodors, romans
Projects, aztecs, confederates, yankees, nazis
Nomvets drown you in the ocean get your shit open
Shouldve had your sword but it was broken
Strike your whole facility with strength and agility
To the best of my ability with heavy artillerary
Extreme me a military killarmy adversary
Shot your first platoon, drop a bomb on your secondary
Mindstate be war, for this newer revolutionary
Beretta aiming sights at your dome and at your coronary
Then I finish you off with a banner to the respiratory
Best prepare to die when you step into my territory
[ chorus ] ( 2x )
Then drop a bomb
Ein haustdag på fjellet
gjeng ei kjerring med rive
Daudens raude dotter
et fingrar frå eit knyte
Med handi for augo
skyggjer ho for soli
Ho fer gjenom heimen
der svartedauden fór
I dei gule augo
lyser bjarte hatet
Blodet strøymer yver skallen
eit skaut frå farne dagar
"Dauden den raude
Eg skal vitja kvar gard
sope kvar krok"
mekrar kjerringi
"I jordi med kristenfolket
fyrr gjev eg meg ikkje
Raudedaudens rive
vert det siste dei ser
Eg matar flugor og rottor
med deim som rudde landet
Ingen gnagar skal svelte
ingen rovfugl hungre
Kvar knok fram i dagen
ut i soli med kvart bein"
I stilla etter heksi
Root down, I put my root down
I kick it root down, I put my boot down
So how you gonna kick it, gonna kick it root down
Yeah, how you gonna kick it, gonna kick it root down
So how you gonna kick it, gonna kick it root down
Gonna break or damn, gonna kick it root down
It's not a put down, I put my foot down
And then I make some love, I put my root down
I'm like sweetie pie by the stone alliance
Everbody knows I'm known for dropping science
I'm electric like Dick Hyman
I guess you'd expect to catch the crew rhymin'
Never let you down with the stereo sound
So Mike, get on the mic and turn it out
We're talking root down, I put my root down
And if you want to battle me, you're putting loot down
I said root down, it's time to scoot down
I'm a step up to the mic in my goose down
Come up representing from the upper west
Money makin' putting me to the test
Sometimes I feel as low, I've been blessed
Because I'm doing what I want, so I never rest
Well, I'm not coming out goofy like the fruit of the loom guys
Just strutting like the meters with the look-ka py py
'Cause downtown Brooklyn is where I was born
But when the snow is falling, then I am gone
You might think that I'm a fanatic
A phone call from Utah and I'm throwing a panic
But we kick it from the root when we break it on down
Jimmy Smith is my man, I wanna give him a pound
I kick it root down, I put my root down
I kick it root down, I put my root down
So how you wanna kick it, gonna kick it root down
Yes, how we gonna kick it, we gonna kick it root down
So how we gonna kick it, gonna kick it root down
We gonna break it or damn, gonna kick it root down
Well, Ad Rock, don't stop, come on
Just get on the mic with the tic and the tac
I'll fill you with the fuckin' rim like brim
I'm walking down your block and you say that's him
There goes the guy with the funky sound
The Beastie Boys, you know we come to get down
Because I've got the flow where I grab my dick
And say oh my God, that's the funky shit
So I'm going to pass the mic and cause a panic
The original nasal kid is doing damage
Every morning I took the train to High Street station
Doing homework on the train, what a fucked up situation
On the way back up hearing battle tapes
Through the underground, underneath the sky scrapes
It's like Harlem world battles on the Zulu beat show
It's Kool Moe D. vs. Busy Bee, there's one you should know
Enough of that, I just want to give some respect due
M.C.A. grab the mic and the ma bell will connect you
Bob Marley was a prophet for the freedom fight
If dancin' prays to the Lord, then I shall feel alright
It feels good to play a little music
Tears running down my face 'cause I love to do it
And no one can stop this flow from flowing on
A flow master in disaster with a sound that's gone
I'll give a little shout out to my dad and mom
For bringing me into this world and so on
I kick it root down, I put my root down
I kick it root down, I put my root down
So how we gonna kick it, gonna kick it root down
Yeah, how you wanna kick it, gonna kick it root down
So how we gonna rock it, gonna kick it root down
The mist rolling in from the lochs to the Spey
Will rise from the valleys as the dawn comes again
We stand here together and prepare for the fray
When today could leave our history in flames
I look on the faces that oppression has greyed
The scars deep within that mark a lifetime in chains
The stark legacies of a nation have changed
As the history book begins another page
The strong urge to fight that was never overcome
The spirit burning bright that we shielded from the huns
The lost mother tongue never spoken in the light
Will echo in their ears tonight
For now the last cry of battle has returned to the glens
The clan fires are burning in the highlands again
We'll fight 'til the flag of freedom files overhead
Till the evil-hearted tyranny is dead
And the colour of the battlefield is red
From east where the mountains meet the sea to the west
We are legion united by the cause from the rest
They won't us wanting when our steel's to the test
I know every man and will give his best
We stare with defiance and our eyes are ablaze
We will kill every man who tries to stand in our way
We'll cut out their hearts and send them back where they came
For our claymores will send them to the grave
They can't turn the tide, now the battle has begun
The devil take the man, when his soul is on the run
The land will return to her long forgotten sons
To cherish in our hearts tonight
For now the last cry of battle has returned to the glens
The clan fires are burning in the highlands again
It's time for the million cast aside to be free
For we'll drive oppression back into the sea
We'll die for the children and the wives we defend
The lives and the memories of the proud-hearted man
We'll fight 'til the flag of freedom files overhead
Till the evil-hearted tyranny is dead
If it?s on then it?s on
From dusk to red dawn
If it?s then it?s on
I seen them come, I seen them gone
Seen the weak defeat the strong
Seen the ones that finished quick
To the ones that lasted long
I?ll pass the bottle and the bong for those
Who understand this song
Forgive me when I?m wrong
And don?t forget me when I?m gone
But if it?s on then it?s on from dusk till red dawn
Murder in my mind, pistols in my palm
I?ve been through the storms, I appreciate the dawn
Well if it?s on then it?s on motherfuckers come on
If it?s on then it?s on
From dusk to red dawn
If it?s then it?s on
Got my back against the wall, feel the steel on my spine
Makin one false move, I?m goin for mine
Out of sight, out of mind, duck in their one time
In a 7-7 [unverified] California sunshine
Nothing quite like it, this is the city of crime
Avoiding the Feds, [unverified] hard time
Your whole world will change when you?re droppin' a dime
And while you rats get fat I?ll be aimin' for swine
You picked the wrong man to fuck with
I wish you luck with
It's your knife in my back
I been stuck with
You better duck this
When I swing this
I'm gonna bring this
Fuck you up and swing this
Listen up man, I'll lay you down in a tomb
6 feet deep in a two foot room
And if you think your safe, we'll be coming for you soon
Transplants is on with the 808 boom
If it?s on then it?s on
From dusk to red dawn
If it?s then it?s on
Take a swig and pass it back as I swerve
25 in the fast lane puffin the sack
T-Dog and [unverified] we kick it and laugh
Ain?t a damn thing changed, still roll with the pack
I love my bad habits, more deadly than crack
I burn on this [unverified] try to relax
But we don?t know how to act, so fuckin' you get the smack
Ain?t nothing shitty bout my city or the pity it lacks
If it?s on then it?s on
From dusk to red dawn
Betraying ourselves once more
Ideals humiliated
While washing our hands inside
This river we created
The price we’ve paid, our renseignement
We fell into a radiant abuse
Do we know how to use those who finally amuse us
Use the wrath that we turn loose
[Chorus:]
Still unknown
Rays of distant morn
Tear the social disease asunder
Each of us will stand alone dead and gone
Before the dawn of red all plundered
Betraying our hollow lives
The bullet paints the sky crimson
Among the religion’s web
It bursts from my hand
[Chorus]
Gaze behind the smoke
The voices wither
No more time for shame and regrets
Bloody we greet the dawn