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Ma Benz

Versions: #1
Intro - Lord Kossity & Joey Starr]
Yo, yo rude boy !
Jaguar Gorgone, Kool Shen, Lord Kossity
Come back again, now man !
SP.One from the track
Everytime I’m coming with car (for real !)
He comin' with them shaiza
 
Hook x2
Let me zoom zoom zang
In your Benz Benz Benz
Girl, when you point your bumper
It drives me nuts, nut, nuts
Let me zoom zoom zang
In your Benz Benz Benz
Girl, when you point your bumper
It drives me nuts, nut, nuts
 
Verse 1 Lord Kossity
 
Girl, you're sexy, come see Kossity
Original raggaman 1 in the city of Paris
 
Girl, you're pretty in your Versace
Come have some fun with a Top Celeb DJ
Whine and move, touch the groove
I love girls, especially when girls move
Move up, move up
Rough like a she-wolf
Move your body from head to toe
Alright I approve, move up, move up
Girl, wind your body
Show them that you're not afraid to excite all the thugs
Wind like a viper if you know how
Don't worry, there's no punishment
I wont tell your dad or your mum
Ondulate like an earthworm
Shoot me that panther's look from your eyes
 
Hook x2
 
[Interlude - Kool Shen & Joey Starr]
Go ahead, Joey, explain it to them
It happens in the back of a Mercedes Benz Benz Benz
Yeah, on the Saint-Denis side, baby, I guarantee
There are some crazy guys
 
Verse 2 Joey Starr
You're my target, I'm the arrow flying at the area between your legs
Slave love, we'll live in troubled waters, you and me
But tonight, it needs to shine, we should get a move on, I want some freestyle
I want you to wake and stimulate my inner beast
Pump baby, get on top of my Seine St-Denis funk
I'll make you a way, I'll get you, that's my fucking shit 2
When we touch, I turn into liquid
It's like an intemporal thing
Move that female body, looking at the length of your thighs
I flow, work your body, baby, yeah,
Okay, awesome
When you touch I'm insatiable, the air is humid
It's like a spark in your eager look
 
Hook x2
Verse 3 Kool Shen
Tonight, we gotta get mad, baby, we need to clash
Clearly, yeah, we don't have to do this stupidly
So move your body, get the bandits hard
Then your ass brandishes, you will come out taller
You know what they say, it gotta slip, and then it sweat
That put me in a trance, worse, I have to breathe more
At all, give me, give you , give all you got
Damn it's crazy what you have as a talent
but where do you have learned it all, after all that
I don't care, I just want you to be able to enjoy me until dawn
So come on, get on my Seine St-Denis funk
(Hey man, 93 style)
 
[Outro - Lord Kossity et Joey Starr]
Pump !
Hey girl, if you see a black Merco coming with the windows tinted
Booming system, it's my Benz Benz Benz
And we go zoom zoom zang with Jaguar Gorgone and Kool Shen
And SP, baby 93 style
Lord Kossity Seine-St Denis style
All bad bwoy nuff respect!
West Indies, we are the best
 


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2024.11.25.

Chrysanthemum





(ydn.)
Mom, I tried.
Mom, I tried.
Yes, you did.
Mom, I tried.
 

(Nimeni Altu`)
Art is a flower destined to die in order to better understand humanity,
the beauty of life, and happiness, and this has been my pursuit.
Art soothes our pain, it makes us laugh, it makes us cry.
Art awakens pleasure, it's both therapy and the fear we overcome.
An express train carriage where the soul's expression always prevails.
Art heals the spirit, in the darkness, it's the light of the air.
Art makes you better, it's an exchange of knowledge and reflections on life, a recognition of creation, in fact, everything that poets recite.
Art is the last drop of water for a society in the desert, and for humanity, it remains its only testament.
Art is the freedom we had when we were children and played, we were poor and smiled, creating something from the little we had.
Art is the treasure box of the Earth, it's freedom for a prisoner, it's sight for the blind and a voice for the mute.
Art is sound for the deaf.
Art is the treasure of the soul that remains through time, beyond space.
Art is an older photograph of an entire generation.
 

(ydn.)
You smile sadly in pictures now, a silent shadow in flowers made of ash.
Give me long nights to dream of us, getting drunk with Mayflowers,
For I wish you would listen to what I sing now, it's all you carry along life's path, it's all that hurts when you can't sleep, it's the chrysanthemum in my hair.
I wish I could fly through clouds of longing to embrace you when everything is empty, and we could paint faces in the rain. I wish we wouldn’t forget about us.
About us,
About us,
About us,
Together...
 


2024.11.25.

Mr. Gershwin





In my grandfather's attic
I found a Fred Astaire record
From the time when the streets of Broadway
Were dancing
All the old mechanical toys suddenly awakened by this music
Then jumped out their cardboard boxes
In one bound
And all around me
With cries of joy
They sang together
In the middle of the attic which lit up
 

Mr. Gershwin, we want to join the dance
Mr. Gershwin, we want to try our luck
Mr. Gershwin, when you're at the piano
It's so easy to keep the tempo
Mr. Gershwin, you know how much we love you
Mr. Gershwin, you left the stage
But your music is our favorite
And we want to dance like Fred Astaire
 

Our grandfathers didn't have
A TV to entertain themselves
But back then, all the Broadway theaters
Were singing
Some were doing tap dancing
Others were playing the trumpet
And you were writing the Rhapsody in Blue
For us
It was the time of swing
And Charlie Chaplin
But we, to show you
That even in this attic you're not forgotten...
 

Mr. Gershwin, we want to join the dance
Mr. Gershwin, we want to try our luck
Mr. Gershwin, when you're at the piano
It's so easy to keep the tempo
Mr. Gershwin, you know how much we love you
Mr. Gershwin, you left the stage
But your music is our favorite
And we want to dance like Fred Astaire
 

Mr. Gershwin, we want to join the dance
Mr. Gershwin, we want to try our luck
Mr. Gershwin, when you're at the piano
It's so easy to keep the tempo
Mr. Gershwin, you know how much we love you
Mr. Gershwin, you left the stage
But your music is our favorite
And we want to dance like Fred Astaire
 


2024.11.25.

In Vain





Why didn't I say anything?
I know it's my fault, but I'm just too much of a coward
I can handle myself
Why didn't I dare to say it?
We were just friends, but I was hoping for something more
 

I know I have made it difficult
Because I have never said anything
I'm holding onto a little hope
But I can't say it now
 

You said it was too late
And I know that
But was everything we had in vain?
I know that it was wrong
And you can see it
But was everything we had in vain?
 

Oh, come on
As if I didn't feel anything for you
You've never showed that you want to be with me
No, no
Oh, once again
Have I hit my head first and sacrificed you?
There was no way we were going to happen
No, no, no
 

You have made it difficult
Because you have never said anything
Oh, only once I have moved on
That's when you're standing here in the same place
 

You said it was too late
And I know that
But was everything we had in vain?
Yes, it's too late
And expected
It goes without saying until I let go
 

You said it was too late
And I know that
But was everything we had in vain?
I know that it was wrong
And you can see it
But was everything we had in vain?
 

Was it in vain, was it in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
 


2024.11.25.

Going even further (Reprise)





Going even further
And sailing by your side
To discover in the morning
Beaches yet to be explored
Then going even further
Being able to start all over again
Under the horizon, at eternity's reflection
All together, we can, we want to,
we will go even further