Kashiwa (柏市, Kashiwa-shi?) is a city located in northern Chiba Prefecture, Japan. As of February 2011, the city had an estimated population of 404,820 and a population density of 3520 persons per km². The total area was 114.90 km².
Kashiwa is located in the far northwestern corner of Chiba Prefecture.
Anthony John Medeski (born June 28, 1965) is an American jazz keyboards player and composer. Medeski is a veteran of New York's 1990s avant-garde jazz scene and is known popularly as a member of Medeski Martin & Wood. He plays the acoustic piano and an eclectic array of keyboards, including the Hammond B3 organ, melodica, mellotron, clavinet, ARP String Ensemble, Wurlitzer electric piano, Moog Voyager Synthesizer, Wurlitzer 7300 Combo Organ, and Yamaha CS-1 Synthesizer (a "kids' toy"), among others. When playing acoustic piano, Medeski plays the Steinway piano exclusively and is listed as a Steinway Artist.
Medeski was born in Louisville, Kentucky, and grew up in Florida. After studying piano as a child (starting when he was five years old), he began as a teenager to perform with musicians such as Mark Murphy and Jaco Pastorius. He attended Pine Crest School. In 1983, after graduating high school, he began studying piano at the New England Conservatory in Boston, where he performed as a sideman with Dewey Redman, Billy Higgins, Bob Mintzer, Alan Dawson and Mr. Jellybelly. Medeski attributes his early interest in playing improvised music and jazz to listening to Oscar Peterson.
[Talking:]
Welcome to Star Box
Yeah shawty I'm tryna get me some thick thighs and some chinky eyes. I need a real good box
Oh ok
A real good box.
Okay, aye yo Nick!
Yeah shawty out here want umm a #3
Oh, alright tell him to come around to my window, I got him it's nuffin.
Oh alright.
And yo you know the slogan right?
Yeah, I know how it go...
Pussy by any means.
[Chorus:]
First I take they order at the Cuchi Shop
Then I send 'em a girl that can make her coochie pop
And then I smuggle all my money through the [? ] spot
(Up in the Phantom, have you wishing you had 'em, I'm the madam.)
And there ain't no returns at the Cuchi Shop
We don't wanna hear it burns at the Cuchi Shop
Just listen and you'll learn at the Cuchi Shop.
(Up in the Phantom, have you wishing you had 'em, I'm the madam.)
[Verse 1:]
What you need thick thighs and some chinky eyes?
Super size all your sides like your biggie fries.
For a better prize you can get some better pie
Strawberry, apple, cherry even lemon lime.
What you want them B cups or them C cups?
For your ice cream, chocolate or butter P cups?
French vanilla threesomes that come in D cups
They eat each other but otherwise they don't eat much.
I'm bout that fast money, money ain't got no patience.
But if them boys come run like you on probation
Listen up, I'm a send ya to the location
Write it down, take a picture, make a notation.
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
Relax lil nigga cut the bull (cut it out)
We tax niggas no deductible (get it out)
So what it is? What it ain't? Nigga state ya name.
You know we got them umbrellas if ya make it rain.
So what you want them good girls or them bad ones?
I got them girls make ya wish ya never had none.
Cause you'll be spending beaucoup in my spot shawty.
This nigga acting brand new like he just bout it.
Up and away like Mighty Mouse
You can say I am the rap game Heidi Fleiss
Cause my flow crazy, Hussein like Sadam
You getting it? I got 'em, I'm the rap bitch madam,
I'm the madam!
Come make we play some
Ketchy shuby
And when me shuby
You feel ketchy
And when you're ketchy
Don't make it drop
'Cause if it drop
It will pop
And if it pop
No one can mend it
'Cause if they mend it
You can easily bend it
So we ah go
Ketchy, ketchy
Shuby shuby
Tonight
All night long
So we ah go
Ketchy, ketchy
Shuby shuby
Tonight
All night long
Tell me if you like it
It don't take too long to learn
Just you do as I say
I may only take one hours or two
And by the next time you
Will know what to do
So we ah go
Ketchy, ketchy
Shuby shuby
Tonight
All night long
Come make we play some
Ketchy shuby
And when me shuby
You feel ketchy
And when you're ketchy
Don't make it drop
'Cause if it drop
It will pop
And if it pop
No one can mend it
'Cause if they mend it
You can easily bend it
Your mama don't like it
Ketchy, ketchy, shuby
Shuby tonight
(Kksstn)
Your papa don't like it
(Kksstn)
Long time I'm waitin
(Kksstn)
Get you right where you're
(laugh) its da X man!
Expected by all, competed by none
I release to all my fans, haters, whatever.. Cash Up
Lets bust it come on... (laugh)
(Chorus)
Cash up
Betchu can't cash up
Cash up
U can not cash up to me
Cash on da table
Cash in da attic
Money-Flowin-Every-Day
(Verse 1)
Cash up to a killa, yea bills in da bank
So much money on my mind, dat i cant even think
I think im goin crazy, im almost on da brink
Money so dirty, I smell it, and it stinks
Looked at my chain and i found da missin link
Dropped it on da ground it da thing went clink
Against the others, but one went clack
Polished da problem, got ridda dat
Wallets as big, as joe is fat yea
Standin ovations, man im gettin hand claps
Cuz i shine on stage, even brighter in da back
The ladies go wild when i tilt da fitted cap
They stick to me like a bowl of tree sap
Gold diggas cant find me on da map
Spend money on myself, no time for dat
Read my name back, it starts wit a K
Just begun rappin, so i cant afford da jakes
When i hit the mic, its like the whole earth shakes
The deaf can now hear, and da stupid go blind
If ur fake, ur nothin, now get behind.. da king...
Its go time
(Chorus)
Cash up
Betchu can't cash up
Cash up
U can not cash up to me
Cash on da table
Cash in da attic
Money-Flowin-Every-Day
(Verse 2)
Listen to dat beat bump, a K-X original
Dont need a Dj, aint dat unbelievable?
I care not about bein fan pleasable
I rap only, to make my story hearable
Not on a podium, i choose to be lyrical
Spherical, da whole world goes around!
Can you cash up in carrollton? I run this town
Spend hours in da booth, dats proof of sound
Smoke a cuban, and then go another round
Wit da devil himself, make him look like a clown
True killas, is all dat i surround
Myself wit, for any night on da town
U will never hear, of da king gunned down
Less im on da west side, windows down, ridin round
For no reason, less im tryin ta bust a hound
Revenge, you can say im addicted
Turn on the X and you will get twised
C-No, i hope ur listenin
Dats a warnin to you and tyrone westin
Cuz Im makin money and u aint makin nothin.. killa
Da X
Chorus)
Cash up
Betchu can't cash up
Cash up
U can not cash up to me
Cash on da table
Cash in da attic
Money-Flowin-Every-Day
(Verse 3)
This song, was supposed to be a shiner
But i dont do dat, yea, keep it Fort Minor
Classical, call me an old timer
When i talk, its like ridin a freight liner
Take u back in time, an old country diner
Miners, await my arrival
Ive dined with my rival, stabbed em in da back
Keep ur enemies closer, plz stand back
G money, u wanna make a diss track?
I'll melt u on here, like i do wit my tac
You can call blackhand, and ill bring tank back
Or dopeboy magic, maybe even big pac
Turn off da lights, i love da pitch black
I cant see haters, its like my heads in a bag
But i hear em, so i throw shots like im mad
In all directions, till it clicks, then im sad
Dont need a trojan, i be usin glad bags
Only way ill die, is if i loose da blue rag
Im immortal, under protection of da C
My mics rite now, hittin 100 degrees.. (Boom Sound)
Cash up to me
Chorus)
Cash up
Betchu can't cash up
Cash up
U can not cash up to me
Cash on da table
Cash in da attic