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Gangsta

Be careful where you're going
Who you look
Who you're following
 
Little guy wants to become gangsta
Like MC in tv, to live in America
Little guy wants to become gangsta
To tell that he sell drugs
To tell that he does the half alone
Little guy wants to become gangsta
Knives, guns, transaction and black money
Little guy wants to become gangsta
To live whatever he pretends because he scared of seeing
Himself in the eyes
 
In the neighborhood with the heads down you went in the central
You were listening in the headphones stories about money, gangs, deals and deaths
Your favorite rapper translates what they say for them
The half doesn't do even the half from what they do , but you listening to them faithfully
And like that the culture of gangs becomes something natural in your head
When you won't have money to go and sell this will seem natural to you
Like you hadn't a choice
Like you grew up in ghetto
You want to become a man ,not to cough when you drink it straight
You grow up, break up, cut down, weigh, give, drink ,blur you want to do too
Like they say do your gang , you have to plow
He has a knife inside the adidas
But you don't know if you have the guts
To ''plant'' it in someone's body when the times comes, and things go bad
You weren't careful from who you got it, some asshole will be caught and betray you
Whoever gonna dirty his hands never stayed in the first dose
Be careful who you chase after
Who you look
Assholes in the street embroider the truth in your mind
What you say , who you look
 
Little guy wants to become gangsta
Like MC in tv, to live in America
Little guy wants to become gangsta
To tell that he sell drugs
To tell that he does the half alone
Little guy wants to become gangsta
Knives, guns, transaction and black money
Little guy wants to become gangsta
To live whatever he pretends because he scared of seeing
Himself in the eyes
 
Be careful where you're going
Who you look
Who you're following
 
In the neighborhood with the heads down you went in the central
You were listening in your headphones stories for money mc's true thungs
From the park you found it, you went , got , drunk and got high
You felt that like that you seemed like your teenage legend
You broke, stuck, turned, burst, drink, get bored, heard, learnt, went, bought , broke, and break in
Now more you get high and refused
Who has kill you in the deal
Who knows, what you do from the neighborhood , what night you will drink a little more , and your mother will find you dead with foam
I have anxious friends from this life, creased, paranoia , chasing , fake samples from OKANA
I have anxious friends with dirty criminal accords from nothing with trials , outlays and anxious , they didn't get the message in time
 
Little guy wants to become gangsta
Like MC in tv, to live in America
Little guy wants to become gangsta
To tell that he sell drugs
To tell that he does the half alone
Little guy wants to become gangsta
Knives, guns, transaction and black money
Little guy wants to become gangsta
To live whatever he pretends because he scared of seeing
Himself in the eyes
 
Be careful where you're going
Who you look
Who you're following
 
Little girl wants to become diva
Diamonds, make up
A guy with money
Little girl wants to become a diva
In cosmic shops
Money and drugs
And a heart in the trashes
 


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2024.10.09.

Today I saw a lion





Today I saw a lion
Lion, lion
That wasn't a lion
Lion, lion
(What was it then?
What was it then?)
Guess what
Guess what
Today I saw a lion
Lion, lion
That wasn't a lion
Lion, lion
(What was it then?
What was it then?)
Guess what
Guess what
 

It had a lion's head
(Did it have a forehead?)
A lion's forehead
(Did it have eyes?)
Lion's eyes
(Did it have a nose?)
Lion's nose
(Did it have a mouth?)
Lion's mouth
(Did it have teeth?)
Lion's teeth
(Did it have a chin?)
Lion's chin
(Did it have a neck?)
Lion's neck
(Did it have a chest?)
Lion's chest
(Did it have a belly?)
Lion's belly
(Did it have a tail?)
Lion's tail
And did it roar?
Grrrrr...!
 

(Tell us then what it was
We want to have fun
Explain a bit the riddle
We’re curious to know the truth)
 

It was the lion's lady
It was the lion's lady
 

Today I saw a lion
Lion, lion
That wasn't a lion
Lion, lion
(What was it then?
What was it then?)
Guess what
Guess what
Today I saw a lion
Lion, lion
That wasn't a lion
Lion, lion
(What was it then?
What was it then?)
Guess what
Guess what
 

It had a hat with a pom-pom
(Did it have braids?)
Braids in spirals
(Did it have a necklace?)
A necklace worth a million
(Did it have stockings?)
Nylon stockings
(Did it have a voice?)
Voice like Sablon
(Did it have perfume?)
Caron perfume
(Did it have a shirt?)
Cotton shirt
(Did it have a skirt?)
Chiffon skirt
(Did it have a watch?)
Vacheron watch
(Did it have breasts?)
Boyish breasts
(Did it have money?)
Money in abundance
(And did it roar?)
Eh! Yes it did!
 

(Tell us then what it was
We want to have fun
Explain a bit the riddle
We’re curious to know the truth)
 

It was the girlfriend of the lion
It was the girlfriend of the lion
Of the lion
Of the lion
It was the girlfriend of the lion!
 


2024.10.09.

Far Away From Here





This is the room, the sacred nest
Of that girl so richly dressed,
Tranquil and ready for her guest.
 

With one hand she fans her nipples
Elbow on the couch at rest
Listening to the ponds and ripples.
 

This room is Dorothy's. The play
Of wind and water, far away,
With fainting song and rhythmic sobs,
Through her reverie hums and throbs.
 

From head to toe with greatest care
Her skin is polished, to adorn her
With benjamin and oils as rare...
Some flowers are swooning in a corner.
 


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2024.10.09.

Bongo bongo bongo





One day a missionary went down there to the Equator
He wanted to civilize the blacks who lived in that region
He tried to convince them that life was better here
But a black man, with nonchalance, replied to him, alas, like this:
 

'Oh... bongo, bongo, bongo
I’m fine here in the Congo
I won’t move, no, no!
(No, no, no, no)
Bingo, bango, bengo
I’m sorry, but I won’t come
I’ll stay here
I don’t want tight shoes
Soap bars, trains, and taxis
But with this alarm clock around my neck
I’m fine here, here, here'
 

Patiently, the missionary continued to speak to him
About futurist painting, swing music, and bridges on the Po
While he was describing the great fashion of Paris
That black man, annoyed, replied again like this:
 

'Oh... bongo, bongo, bongo
I’m fine here in the Congo
I won’t move, no, no!
(No, no, no, no)
Bingo, bango, bengo
I’m sorry, but I won’t come
I’ll stay here
I don’t want motorcycle rides
Bounced checks, nor vermouth gin
But with these rings in my nose
I’m fine here... and I won’t move!
What do I find down there with you?
Atomic bombs and nothing more!
Christian Dior with the models
Strikers with their signs
And that guy who’s coming
You won’t charm me... I’m staying here!'
 


2024.10.09.

Jealousy





Love means jealousy
For those who fall in love with you
Perhaps you don’t realize what you do to me
What you do to my heart, to my life
If love means jealousy
Who will ever love you more than me?
I tremble at the thought that one day
A love taught you
To kiss like this
 

If love means jealousy
Who will ever love you more than me?
I tremble at the thought that one day
A love taught you
To kiss like this