- published: 28 Jun 2015
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A commode, commode with legs, or commode on legs is any of several pieces of furniture. The word commode comes from the French word for "convenient" or "suitable", which in turn comes from the Latin adjective commodus, with similar meanings.
Originally, in French furniture, a commode introduced about 1700 meant a low cabinet, or chest of drawers at the height of the dado rail (à hauteur d'appui). A commode, made by an ébéniste (cabinet-maker) and applied with gilt-bronze mounts, was a piece of veneered case furniture much wider than it was high, raised on high or low legs and with (commode à vantaux) or without enclosing drawers. The piece of furniture would be provided with a marble slab top selected to match the marble of the chimneypiece. A commode occupied a prominent position in the room for which it was intended: it stood against the pier between the windows, in which case it would often be surmounted by a mirror glass, or a pair of identical commodes would flank the chimneypiece or occupy the center of each end wall. Bombé commodes, with surfaces shaped in three dimensions were a feature of the rococo style called "Louis Quinze". Rectilinear neoclassical, or "Louis Seize" commodes might have such deep drawers or doors that the feet were en toupie—in the tapering turned shape of a child's spinning top. Both rococo and neoclassical commodes might have cabinets flanking the main section, in which case such a piece was a commode à encoignures; pairs of encoignures or corner-cabinets might also be designed to complement a commode and stand in the flanking corners of a room. If a commode had open shelves flanking the main section it was a commode à l'anglaise
Keep on, you gotta keep on, you gotta keep on! [x2]
[Zev Love X]
You gota to keep on, the break of dawn shit
Smoking cancer sticks, and you don't quit
We'll never never know retore bit
No "What's up X?" The O.E. alcohol
I satill get paid and I write albums
Sip the coke rums, loop the trope drums
Thirst it down, plums I think of stunts are dunce
My rap labelmates? They all smoke blunts!
We're on this tour once, bus was all full
>From Albequerqe to like Acapolco
See, it was Lord J, Sadat, Alamo
Busta and myself, in the back with the O.O.Z.
Deep in Cali near the valley where we saw the rains
Sess is the best till all it settles in the brain
And if you ever did, God forbid you did
Get on that bus and do a red eye to Alex Kidd
Word biz, had the whole crew relazing
Boogie Brown with the box, booming new tracks and
Quest wants a stogie, he told some to ask Dinco
He had one more, to best 'em down, now
A keep ??? a push by the backside
Sneaks hit the blacktop, damn I hate that flat top
Just then the bus driver had the nerve to
To say "Stop the smoke" he curving and swerving
He popped junk like the sea sick sales of fuss
Not like we got top post like on that De La bus
This was a Greyhound, the bunks were open
So fuck it, let the motherfucker overdose
We puffed his luck, he wasn't bullshittin
The next L was litten and hitten, so now he quittin'
We couldn't stand to stay in San Jose
Plus we had a show in L.A. that same day
He said he'd take us down but he had to shake us down
For 5 yards, between the guards that's might trife
Mad heads make mad forwns no might like
Let's ask Busta, wanna rim his white wife?
Planning to hitchhike, a six-oh, one switch
Forces in our midst, on the bust, the boy is one bitch
Niggas got edgy like a knife
Dedicating niggas delight to my man and his wife
You might think that's a bitch, because here's the shit
But only one week in Gotham a show at the Ritz
And you don't quit, til the last Philly is split
Get a buzzed bus driver over the contact blintz
And you don't quit, til the last Philly is lit