Titulo: No Solo Porque Le Gusta

Le gusta el lambo...

Y revuelve la pollera
Y yo con la lengua fuera
Tan solo porque le gusta
Y a mi solo me disfruta
Dile que solo me asusta
Cuando baila ella me gusta
Yo solo soy cajoneiro
Y en el mundo entero
Y yo aqui transpirando

Y a mi me gusta el lambo, eso me gusta ya
A mi me gusta el lambo, el lambo me gusta...

(Rompa todo, negro, peru)

A ella le gusta el lambo
No solo porque le gusta, el lambo le gusta
Porque le gusta
A ella le gusta el lambo

Ella mueve la cadera
Este fue la madera
Y lo baile a su manera
Aqui hay ninguna fea
En el grito zapatea
Cada negro en su cajon...

A ella le gusta el lambo
Yo solo quiere festejo
Solo le doy festejo

Traduction :

Pas seulement parce qu'elle aime

Elle aime le "lambo"

Et elle retourne sa jupe
Et avec la langue en dehors
Elle aime tellement ça
Moi ça m'amuse
Dis lui que ça me fait peur
Quand elle danse, ça me plaît
Moi je ne suis qu'un joueur de cajon
Et de tout le monde entier
Je transpire ici pour elle

Moi j'aime le "lambo", ça me plaît...
Elle aime le "lambo", ça lui plaît...

Elle bouge les hanches
Et elle le danse à sa manière
Ici il n'y a aucune moche
Et les crient claquent

Elle aime le "lambo", ça lui plaît,
Je ne veux que des festivités,
Je ne lui donne que des festivités

Was there a boy, on way, awake ?
Spending time alone, and staying ?
Gathering bunch of grass and spray,
Beholding sounds and touch the breath,
Beyond,
The mask,
Masked boy, white mask, and straight mask
Masked boy, white mask, and straight,
Mask,
Masked boy, white mask, and straight

Was there a girl, on way, awake ?
Spending time alone, and staying ?
Gathering bunch of grass and spray,
Beholding sounds and touch the breath,
Beyond,
The mask,
Masked boy, white mask, and straight mask
Masked boy, white mask, and straight,
Mask,
Masked boy, white mask, and straight

Wandering boy, or girl, or boy and girl
Anyway

White, salt, pearle fall
Fall on the ground,
And disapear

The day goes, slow down
Where do we go from here ?

Hold me and tell me,
Why on the ground, and here ?

All your fingers inside,
As time goes by
As a little wave on my back
The reasons change as clouds

Pass all the day so slowly,

Hold me and tell me why i go away and far

And when the wind gets up, i’m never sure,
To walk, on the good side.

10000 miles away from my colleagues,
I wish i could be wild but i remain completely shy:
The pyramids of calls, the docility bay,

I'm not sure i know how to fly away.

And now the wind blows a papaya smell,
I feel the precious pearl of pleasure stays stuck in a shell.
My wishes are modest, but i'm not even sure

What to expect from such a nice heavenly nest.

My vocabulary is sadly thin
I'm scared to make any move you could perceive as a dash
Can i take a picture ? i don't want you to think
I'm gonna steal your soul in a single flash

A smoky place, a little bit scary
A bunch of troubles soon if they keep on staring at me
I have to give a call,
It's too hot, don't you think ?
Has anyone dropped something in my drink ?

10000 miles away from fatherhood,
I wish my inner devil would wake up, therefore i could
Put my hands on their hips,
And all the kinds of lips
Would be welcome to taste my cute earlobes

Why are you girls wearing a number ?
Promiscuity embarasses me, we are still strangers.
I'm sorry, but i can't, without knowing a bit

About your dad, your life or favorite singer.

And when i will be back where i belong,
I know bitter regrets will make my days seem very long:
Looking at the pictures of all the things i saw,
Nothing but myself will appear and so
I'll be alone,
Will be the one
That no coco surrounds

LA VIDA, Pascal Morel

Nada mas

Una vez mas amor
La vida suena lo quita
Si me apartas tu vida yo moriré
Tu mano fue volando de mis besos al noche
En mi todo ese fuego se repite

Nada mas
Oh la la la la la, la vida
Oh la la la la la, nada mas...

Yo me perdi de noche
En la sombra del desierto
Porque la vida pega como lagrimas
El dolor sube y baja como une sueño cansado
Nadie recogera mi corazon de llanto

Oh la la la la la, la vida
Oh la la la la la, nada mas...

Traduction

Rien de plus

Une fois de plus mon amour
La vie sonne et sépare
Si tu m'éloignes de ta vie, je mourrai
Ta main volait entre mes baisers la nuit
En moi ce feu se répète

Rien de plus
Oh la la la la la, la vie
Oh la la la la la, rien de plus...

Je me suis perdu cette nuit
Dans l'ombre du désert
Car la vie frappe comme des larmes
La douleur monte et descend comme un rêve fatigué
Personne ne récupèrera mon cœur en pleurs

Oh la la la la la, la vie
Oh la la la la la, rien de plus...

10 seconds

Lyrics by Mattic Parks Music by Chomsk'


(Chorus)
6 seconds
5 seconds
4 seconds
Mr. Mat your on
3 seconds
2 seconds
1 second
Mr. Mat your on

It's like heat from the sunlight,
I squeeze the tight life out of you, and got you smiling to
So What it do ?
Relay the verses right back to you
so you act a fool
The up with cool, down with school.

Has a list of line of waiters full of haters
some rock timberland, some rock with gators
Some all natural, but still get their power pulled
Reconnection is beautiful thing the mind rule.
Duel with this expertise mic handle,
out of order generating dudes be lighting candles.
Just to catch a swift win now you in the dark,
I heard some nigga's waiting for that ass in the parking lot.

So what's the wrong route, escape death I doubt it
They after you
Only seconds
Mattic's after you
Only seconds
Mattic's after you
It takes seconds
Mattic's after you
To make a track
Yo Mr. Fantastic is after you

That's the way of the world
Day tripper, your song I skip to the next one because I can't take it no more
This is classic encounters
Consider the source down to earth til it explodes and bust like grapes.
And out of shape fat people other words obesity.
To get along with everyone, no you history.
You shitting me or can you just not see ?
In this life time I mastered the art in my ability.

The originality, exalted and compassionate
The expediter
Restored to mentor
When I the television on I witness all the gluttony.
But if I talk about it nigga's just mute the,
focus of my sanity, body and soul
love and weather, fall apart and build back together.
My spirit box's has got a black man's waltz with three little words,
I love you
At all cost
My people whose the boss and do you pay the cost ?
Yo check it out now, witness the floss because,
I'm about to make another record, and you van hit in about 10 seconds cause…

(chorus)
10 seconds
9 seconds
8 seconds
Mr. Mat your on
7 seconds
6 seconds
5 seconds
Mr. Mat your on
4 seconds
3 seconds
2 seconds
Mr. Mat your on
1 second
1 second
No seconds
Mr. Mat your on

On on on
Mr. Mat your on
(repeat)

THE LIGHT
Lyrics
by Mattic Parks and Astrid Engberg. Music by Oogo.

Fantastic (multiple repeat throughout song)
Oogo Oogo
Fantastic
Chomsky

I be on the planet I be rocking that shit
I be on the planet I be making them hits

MR. FANTASTIC

III beats from the words I speak
It's the light from the uh…uh uh

Banka
Wax Tailor
Mr Gib
Mr Fantastic

I be on the Planet I be rocking them beats
We be on the planet we be making that heat
We be on the planet and the style is unique

Our shit is big ocean and your shit is a creek
On your territory I'm ah take ah leak
let it all out
Top high
like Mt. Everest to the peak
for you mountain climbers we be on the planet

Yea baby come and give me kiss on he cheek
That is the style from beneath
Underground, Underground from the PLANET

Everybody Wants

Lyrics by Mattic Madwreck, F.P. & Beat by Oogo

(chorus)
La la la
Lalalalalala
La la la
Lalalalalala
La la la la

(Mattic's Part)

I want her in the worst way
but first let me talk about her
Describe the madam, cause it hit me like what's happen
Walking in Le Havre
She's the one I Got to have
Juggling with my words
Hoping that my poking cause a stabbing

Her frame, jabbing to my face
open the case and see
the best imprint of star elegance
Relax, let me tell you something bout yourself
Pass over like a passport the password is wealth.

Rich a man would be if he seen you on the regular
Up inside his head, got my thoughts perpendicular
Endless to your beauty cause the eyes will never lie
That's a quote from the Wreckester
Your shine can't hide.

(chorus)

Girl you got me singing all night long
Girl you got me sanging this same song
Girl you got me singing all night long
Girl you got me sanging this same song

La la la That's what I want
Lalalalalala
La la la
Lalalalalala That's what I want
La la la la
Get nasty with it

CHECK 1-2
Lyrics by Mattic
Beat by Mr.Gib

(Chorus)
It's like Im going crazy
This is for my lady
This is for my lady
See this is what made me
This is for my baby
This for my baby

It's like Im going crazy
This is for my lady
This is for my lady

(2nd Verse)
I never seen nobody like you
Your the one that I choose from your, head to your toes
from your cap to your shoes, I figure…

With a woman like this I can't lose
Two's for most men set with rules.
The do's and don't
Have not's I been shot, by a angel with a cannon
how'd the phantom get caught?

Like handcuffs on the waist of a cop
I'm i arrested?
Cause good women are hard to find lucky me has invested like money in Wahcovia
Love Being all over ya.

You can't tell
is the mission failed?
Pitching pennies to the bottom of wells till I excel
Let's get up on a cruise boat floating without a sail.
So that me and you can gel in heaven and hell swell.

You hit it on the nail and your body got cherry smell.
She loving my clientele
Queen we rock well and straighten up the frame like muscles on Mele Mel.

I'm not a MC who talking all that junk about who can beat who
sound like ah punk
I just get down and I go for mines and say check one two and walk down the line
It's so much baby yea give it sometime and say check one two and walk the thin line
My lady loving me true to mankind and say check one two, she more then a dime
say what?
She more then a dime
Say what?
She more then a dime

(Chorus)
Check one two
And walk down the line
(Repeat)
Check one two
There is a thin line
(Repeat)

I been in my car driving miles ad miles
Thinking bout your eyes and the way your face smiles

Yo I been in my house walking room to room
night to afternoon and this is what i consume
Your sweet perfume, sit under a full moon, Feeling beams catching photograph views of every seen.
A dream, it seems that's what i walked into
Self denial is destructive when alone with you.

Seize every opportunity, I check one two
I don't worry about no dudes really fucking with you.
If I was working at the club you would not pay, but we to old for that i got something to say.
I take it back like Dilla, my whole being is cool
So look at me and look at you (what)
Look at me, and look at you (what)
Look at me, and look at you

(Chorus)
It's like Im going crazy
This is for my lady
This is for my lady
See this is what made me
This is for my baby
This for my baby

It's like Im going crazy
This is for my lady
Come here baby

GHOST MUSIC
Lyrics by Mattic, Green T, F.P
Beat by Chomsky

(Chorus)
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music

Hey it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music

The like…
Ah hell now did I miss it?
before you step on the stage your whole show is defeated.
I'm trying to leave a ghost impression on your T.V screen
when you you pause the game to long, I heard your song.

Whole album that's cool, but when I make my rule
My medulla's like pole vaulter's
A high choose
Your best tracks, friend can help.
In the end all you doing is just talking to yourself.

And the crowd the only clap
cause they don't want no playback.
A universal word describes you as whack.
While I sit up in the shadow's sharp like a dagger.
The power that I create from the hood sleepy hollow.

Beauty right in front of your eyes like blooming daffodils
or the vines on my arms, ink that I reveal.
Had a dream Ice Cube went back to kill at will.
Death Certificate host, America's most.

Watch of the poison in sirenges kept in frozen usage.
The stage or the living room I abuse it
Wax allowed it so I be that ball up in Ken's hands
Energy my man let me help you understand

How you got to X a man on the stage

Think they got cha
They think the got cha

Leave a Ghost impression, on the crowd

When they watch you

When they watch ya

How you got to X a man on the stage

Think they got cha
they think the got cha

Leave a Ghost impression, on the crowd

When they watch you
When they watch ya

Music pause people
(repeat)
Music make's think
(repeat)
Music make'em think
Man you got make them think!!

MUSIC MAKE THEM DANCE

How That Sound

Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Chomsky

So now you to the point that you done seen some shit and you can't get it out of your mind you get sick.
Folk tales to pick or street stories, cause rhyming bout yourself eventually turns boring.
I remember the night like it was morning
Kat out of line, the vision rewinds
He was trying to be about it like most rappers today, but around 3:30 the ground he laid.

And his eye's seen the black of the night like gun fights
Now ah days, that's how they play
Trying to impress a woman that ain't part of my world
Grab the wrong one straight by arm, gave her a twirl

She gave a shook look and then a right hook.
Drink crashed the floor, he like this whore.
Got the nerve to touch my face without giving a taste
now in the corner, I heard another glass bottle break.

Glass started to spread like people in the crowd
It was quite for a second, but dude was getting fowl.
Guess it had to be her boyfriend hiding his hands and step to him.
Some people in the background said to him.

They talk for a few, and before I knew
the brother from the corner pulled hands out and smacked dude.
He pause for a minute and said this kat is finish
Snatched out the gun, while homeboy run'ed.

I was like Dam
Son lets break out and shake out.
Running back patterns as bullets they start unraveling
outside one through the chest just like a javelin.
Thick blood in the soil like Havoline oil.

The kid laid in soil, half paralyzed
Fronting in clubs unorganized
Get euthanized like canines in Dog pounds.
20 years old and bowed up in the ground.

(chorus)
Now how that sound
When you get knocked Down
How that sound
When they let go rounds
From your country all the way to uptown
You might get found, man How that Sound ?

At The Wine Shop

Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Blanka

At the wine shop, on the post up
Eating cheese looking at this ladies butt.
I say that, but it don't make me crazy
It's just a compliment, I don't want you baby

Maybe we can plant a plan, I don't think so
You just want to back it up until my tip explode
Whoa !!!!
I ain't down with aggressive ass hoe's
I don't hit because I can I'm professional bro you know.

Lately now ah days women cause trouble
Get together with cupid and the they pop your bubble
Put you on a take off without a shuttle
So you better come prepared, lets organize a huddle.

How many times you been fucked over ?
A couple, had to walk away from the game like Mike Rucker.
Some keep it more nasty then a red neck trucker,
after six or seven glasses of some shit I'm seeing double.

I'm pretty cool with the women who run the shop, after hours we be burning on sticks and playing hip-hop.
They say I'm better then a under counter medicine
pop me in and swallow me down you up in heaven friend.

This one had voice that was raspy
smoking cigarettes and conversation it grasp me.
Gave one more glass, blew smoke out her mouth,
winked her eye and said it's all on the house
Her blouse !!!!

Half open, twins showing, blood system was flowing
to the tippy top, her card dropped around her ankles.
Man I want to spank her, bad girl discipline.
She listen to my ideas but I ain't speaking them.

Hit the splif and then she passed it me.
Wrapped a brother up a block of that cheese my motions freezed.
Leaned over said come and get
You ain't got to run come here and blow me a shotgun.

I put the joint in my mouth and burned my tongue
Coughing up the ashes to the beat of the drum.
She laughed and said I got to come home and take a bath
Were you off to this time of morning ?
You do the math…

RELAX
Lyrics by Mattic, beat by Blanka
Featuring ASM

(Chorus)
Relax
Relax your mind
(Repeat)

Yo who can be the ultimate?
I say what side is packing it?
Endure like ensure, nigga's need life packets
Full metal jackets, and ratchets
make inspector gadget go go gadget arms alarm if your charm.

Chill like the wisdom from my Grandma with holy Korans
Blood brothers make a bond edged in stone
a throne of the kingdom is his, fuck the show biz
even if most will raise a kid, television it is.

The parent of a split up home, whose the runner of the field in your dome.
Making any progress in game without a name
Jon doe identify scanning your brain.

I talk undernet the surface
The average can't word the hologram wrapping your heart like saran.
Cool like the iceman, a blizzard in hand and rupture the plan, as i see the world as a man.

Of a rare breed, indeed we planet seeds with the words that we use.
Idolize by fools swimming in ah dead pool
I clock till the better end rules like the Senate.

Nigga's think the made for the house of representatives
they prevent this, my rhymes start orange like a sun kiss but here's a twist.

Faith pulls most together just like a puzzle
Im strange, but my mouth out powers the human muzzle.

Im ah hustle, clock figures minus triggers
and sneak up and bounce on that ass just tiger
And sneak up and bounce on ass just tiger
sneak on you and bounce on that ass just like tiger
so relax

(Chorus)
Relax
Relax your mind
Relax
Relax your mind

Last Days

Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Chomsky

(chorus)
We leaving in Last Days
What you seeing is last days

We leaving in Last Days
What you seeing is last days

A generation of lost MC's with no substance in rhymes
Telling me I'm hating, need to change with the times.
Friends telling me to dumb down lines, we can't find our own identity here in Caroline.
If you can't be them, join them, ain't that the saying bro ?
No !
I rather bore them with a Ill ass flow.

Take the next man's creative ability for my own jam and smother mines
Well I'll be Damned
If you want to know how life is check out the music.
It's like vinyl siding replace bricks.

Legends who been rhyming now use bullshit to crutch
so they're own hands keep they're own career's in a clutch.
Radio I listen not much, minds it never touch, only ass and cash
Here today and then they gone fast.
All you hear is nigga's run up in your home.
Tie your fam up and then they taking all that you own.

Steel up in your face like man give it up,
but if you broke as they are you still getting shot up.
I can't find a J-O-B to feed my family
Pray to G-O-D then I grad the M-I-C.

From hurricanes to strong winds and rain
To the once promising brother who change to a nigga brain.
Petifiles walk around on playgrounds and schools
Bobbie trapping kids with candy, but need a blood pool.

Give me a book, some faith, and ah inner look.
Bless my soul, I attend rock shows.
Man flipped out and killed his coworkers, turn the gun on himself and said he's beyond help.
Mother strangled her kids and put them in the trunk.
Where's the love at and athletes stay drunk.
Gas price sky high
I wonder why ?
Is it my turn or your turn to die.

Yo out the question I'm the fire that's burning down to the maze
God witness cause I see all the last days
I'm intelligent wise, I keep it in surprise
It ain't my turn, it's your turn to die nigga
(repeat)

We living in Last Days

That old mean devil
Tryin’ one more time
Struttin’ dat stuff
Lookin’ so right
Got my baby
And she’s just treatin’ me fine

Can’t say I don’t wanna
Dat it ain’t crossed my mind
Somethin’ ‘bout you
Sets my soul afire
Got my baby
And she’s just treatin’ me fine

When I look over my shoulder
What do I see every single time
Somethin’ like a sugar coated candy treat
Just dat old mean devil in disguise

Just dat old mean devil
One more time
Struttin’ dat stuff
Lookin’ so right
Got my baby
And she’s just treatin’ me fine

When I look over my shoulder
What do I see every single time
Somethin’ like a sugar coated candy treat
Just dat old mean devil in disguise

Just dat old mean devil
One more time
Struttin’ dat stuff
Lookin’ so right
Got my baby
And she’s just treatin’ me fine

Got my baby
And she’s just treatin’ me fine

Got my baby
And she’s just treatin’ me fine

TRADUCTION :

Une fois de plus, le diable cherche à me tenter en se déhanchant, déguisé en jolie fille.
Pourtant j'ai une copine super avec laquelle je m'entends bien

Mais chaque fois que je tourne la tête,
Je vois cette fille jolie comme un sucre d'orge, c'est le diable déguisé