49 RESULTATS
total 49
album
titre
alt.
durée
compo/artiste
description
mots-clés
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Amentia
[CEZ4366 - 7] - 0
- 2'38
- Awir Leon
- Déterminé, urbain & catchy. Sampler & rythmique.
- catchy, beat making, paysage urbain, urbain, déterminé
Titre : AmentiaRéférence : CEZ4366 - 7Compositeur(s): François Léon Przybylski [Sacem]LC : 10347Album: Boom-Bap Hip-HopArtiste : Awir LeonEditeur(s) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur [Sacem]
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Night Shuffle
[CEZ4366 - 15] - 0
- 3'32
- Blanka
- Urbain, nocturne & mystérieux. Synthé, basse & rythmique.
- boom bap, urbain, paysage urbain, nocturne, beat making
Titre : Night ShuffleRéférence : CEZ4366 - 15Compositeur(s): Pascal Luvisi [Sacem]LC : 10347Album: Boom-Bap Hip-HopArtiste : BlankaEditeur(s) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur [Sacem]
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A Day In My Life
[CEZ4366 - 2] - 0
- 2'23
- Veens
- Relax, serein & planant. Synthé, guitare électrique & rythmique.
- beat making, plein air, relax, boom bap, catchy
Titre : A Day In My LifeRéférence : CEZ4366 - 2Compositeur(s): Vincent Dumas [Sacem]LC : 10347Album: Boom-Bap Hip-HopArtiste : VeensEditeur(s) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur [Sacem]
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Coffeeshop
[CEO2092 - 3] - 0
- 1'24
- Stéphane Lopez [Sacem]
- Joyeux, groovy & confiant. Piano, basse, guitare électrique & rythmique.
- break beat, déterminé, confiant, entraînant, gai & joyeux
Titre : CoffeeshopRéférence : CEO2092 - 3Compositeur(s): Stéphane Lopez [Sacem]LC : 10347Album: Musique originale de Stéphane Lopez - Cannabis, quand le deal est légalEditeur(s) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur [Sacem] - Yuzu Productions [Sacem]
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Intensive Care
[CEZ4366 - 12] - 0
- 2'45
- Le Parasite
- Lourd, menaçant & trash. Synthé & rythmique.
- boom bap, drame social, beat making, investigation, inquiétant
Titre : Intensive CareRéférence : CEZ4366 - 12Compositeur(s): David Leblanc [Sacem]LC : 10347Album: Boom-Bap Hip-HopArtiste : Le ParasiteEditeur(s) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur [Sacem]
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The Raid
[CEZ4365 - 8] - 0
- 3'17
- G. Bonson
- Insidieux, urbain & obstiné. Break @ 1'22. Synthé & rythmique.
- abstract hip-hop, insidieux, paysage urbain, urbain, beat making
Titre : The RaidRéférence : CEZ4365 - 8Compositeur(s): Jeremy AlvezLC : 10347Album: Experimental Hip-HopArtiste : G. BonsonEditeur(s) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur [Sacem]
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Straight to the Beat
[CEZ4216 - 32] - 0
- 2'26
- Rupert Cross [Sacem], Timothee Paris [Sacem]
- Tonique & haché. Basse, voix d'homme samplée & rythmique.
- break beat, entraînant, sport d'équipe, déterminé, gimmick
Titre : Straight to the BeatRéférence : CEZ4216 - 32Compositeur(s): Rupert Cross [Sacem] - Timothee Paris [Sacem]LC : 10347Album: Team SportEditeur(s) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur [Sacem]ISRC : FRZPA1601140
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At The Wine Shop
[CEV3019 - 22] -
2
- 1'47
- Pascal Luvisi [Sacem], Daryl Parks [PRS]
- Instrumental laid back Hip-hop. Scratch. BPM 88.
- break beat, urbain, boucle, Etats-Unis d'Amérique, 2000
Titre : At The Wine ShopRéférence : CEV3019 - 22Compositeur(s): Pascal Luvisi [Sacem] - Daryl Parks [PRS]LC : 10347Album: Hype HopArtiste : La Fine EquipeEditeur(s) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur [Sacem]ISRC : FRZPA0900625
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At The Wine Shop
[CEV3019 - 21] - 0
- 1'53
- Pascal Luvisi [Sacem]
- Paroles [...] Laid back Hip-hop. Male vocal. BPM 88.
- rap, actuel, hip-hop, boucle, urbain
Titre : At The Wine ShopRéférence : CEV3019 - 21Compositeur(s): Pascal Luvisi [Sacem]Auteur(s) : Daryl Parks [PRS]LC : 10347Album: Hype HopArtiste : La Fine EquipeEditeur(s) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur [Sacem]ISRC : FRZPA0900620
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…
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At The Wine Shop
[CEV3019 - 29] - 0
- 1'47
- Pascal Luvisi [Sacem]
- Instrumental laid back Hip-hop. Scratch. BPM 88.
- actuel, beat making, paysage urbain, boucle, pub
Titre : At The Wine ShopRéférence : CEV3019 - 29Compositeur(s): Pascal Luvisi [Sacem]Auteur(s) : Daryl Parks [PRS]LC : 10347Album: Hype HopArtiste : La Fine EquipeEditeur(s) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur [Sacem]ISRC : FRZPA0900550
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…
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More Rave than You Can Throw [...]
[BIB105 - 5] -
1
- 3'40
- Peter Cameron Buchanan [PRS]
- Energetic, dynamic, upbeat. Propulsive electronic drumbeats with bright, determined synths and dark [...]
- 1990, break beat, obstiné, paysage urbain, urgent
Titre : More Rave than You Can Throw a Stick atRéférence : BIB105 - 5Compositeur(s): Peter Cameron Buchanan [PRS]LC : 50141Album: 90s Rave, Dance & Big BeatEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
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…
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More Rave than You Can Throw [...]
[BIB105 - 20] - 0
- 0'30
- Peter Cameron Buchanan [PRS]
- Energetic, dynamic, upbeat. Propulsive electronic drumbeats with bright, determined synths and dark [...]
- 1990, break beat, obstiné, paysage urbain, urgent
Titre : More Rave than You Can Throw A Stick at 30 SecRéférence : BIB105 - 20Compositeur(s): Peter Cameron Buchanan [PRS]LC : 50141Album: 90s Rave, Dance & Big BeatEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
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…
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Euphoria
[BIB105 - 6] -
2
- 2'45
- Eamonn Patrick Downes [PRS]
- Positive, hypnotic, dynamic. Cool, upbeat breakbeat with dramatic, positive piano develops into a [...]
- 1990, clubbing, dansant, déterminé, electronic dance music
Titre : EuphoriaRéférence : BIB105 - 6Compositeur(s): Eamonn Patrick Downes [PRS]LC : 50141Album: 90s Rave, Dance & Big BeatEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
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…
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Euphoria Instrumental
[BIB105 - 21] - 0
- 2'51
- Eamonn Patrick Downes [PRS]
- Positive, hypnotic, dynamic. Instrumental mix. Cool, upbeat breakbeat with dramatic, positive piano [...]
- 1990, clubbing, dansant, déterminé, electronic dance music
Titre : Euphoria InstrumentalRéférence : BIB105 - 21Compositeur(s): Eamonn Patrick Downes [PRS]LC : 50141Album: 90s Rave, Dance & Big BeatEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
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…
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Euphoria 30 sec
[BIB105 - 22] - 0
- 0'30
- Eamonn Patrick Downes [PRS]
- Positive, hypnotic, dynamic. Cool, upbeat breakbeat with dramatic, positive piano develops into a [...]
- 1990, clubbing, dansant, déterminé, electronic dance music
Titre : Euphoria 30 secRéférence : BIB105 - 22Compositeur(s): Eamonn Patrick Downes [PRS]LC : 50141Album: 90s Rave, Dance & Big BeatEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
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…
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Rave in a Cave
[BIB105 - 11] -
1
- 4'20
- Peter Cameron Buchanan [PRS]
- Hypnotic, determined, energetic. Upbeat and driving beats with dynamic, positive synth melodies. [...]
- poursuite, 1990, hypnotique, sport mécanique, clubbing
Titre : Rave in a CaveRéférence : BIB105 - 11Compositeur(s): Peter Cameron Buchanan [PRS]LC : 50141Album: 90s Rave, Dance & Big BeatEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
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…
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Rave In a Cave 30 sec
[BIB105 - 27] - 0
- 0'30
- Peter Cameron Buchanan [PRS]
- Hypnotic, determined, energetic. Upbeat and driving beats with dynamic, positive synth melodies. [...]
- poursuite, 1990, hypnotique, sport mécanique, clubbing
Titre : Rave In a Cave 30 secRéférence : BIB105 - 27Compositeur(s): Peter Cameron Buchanan [PRS]LC : 50141Album: 90s Rave, Dance & Big BeatEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
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…
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Dirty Rascals
[BIB105 - 12] -
1
- 2'57
- Eamonn Patrick Downes [PRS]
- Propulsive, rave, cool. Determined house featuring pulsing electronic beats and bright, hypnotic synth [...]
- clubbing, deephouse, hypnotique, 1990, dansant
Titre : Dirty RascalsRéférence : BIB105 - 12Compositeur(s): Eamonn Patrick Downes [PRS]LC : 50141Album: 90s Rave, Dance & Big BeatEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
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…
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Dirty Rascals 30 sec
[BIB105 - 28] - 0
- 0'30
- Eamonn Patrick Downes [PRS]
- Propulsive, rave, cool. Determined house featuring pulsing electronic beats and bright, hypnotic synth [...]
- clubbing, deephouse, hypnotique, 1990, dansant
Titre : Dirty Rascals 30 secRéférence : BIB105 - 28Compositeur(s): Eamonn Patrick Downes [PRS]LC : 50141Album: 90s Rave, Dance & Big BeatEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
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…
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Wild Spirit
[BIB077 - 9] -
2
- 2'00
- Olivier Bibeau [SOCAN]
- Urbain, lourd & obstiné. Voix samplée, basse sub & rythmique.
- paysage urbain, urbain, break beat, attitude, déterminé
Titre : Wild SpiritRéférence : BIB077 - 9Compositeur(s): Olivier Bibeau [SOCAN]LC : 50141Album: The Beat: Dynamic RhythmsEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
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…
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Wild Spirit - Instrumental
[BIB077 - 24] - 0
- 2'00
- Olivier Bibeau [SOCAN]
- Urbain, obstiné & en attente. Ensemble de percussions électroniques.
- investigation, paysage urbain, urbain, underscore, lourd
Titre : Wild Spirit - InstrumentalRéférence : BIB077 - 24Compositeur(s): Olivier Bibeau [SOCAN]LC : 50141Album: The Beat: Dynamic RhythmsEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
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…
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Wild Spirit - Drums Only
[BIB077 - 25] - 0
- 2'00
- Olivier Bibeau [SOCAN]
- Urbain, obstiné & en attente. Ensemble de percussions électroniques.
- investigation, paysage urbain, urbain, obstiné, underscore
Titre : Wild Spirit - Drums OnlyRéférence : BIB077 - 25Compositeur(s): Olivier Bibeau [SOCAN]LC : 50141Album: The Beat: Dynamic RhythmsEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
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…
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Back to Days
[GUM7132 - 9] - 0
- 1'44
- Virgile Lorach, Arnaud Rignon
- Groovy, urbain & nocturne. Guitare électrique, basse & rythmique.
- break beat, nocturne, déterminé, groovy, rythmé
Titre : Back to DaysRéférence : GUM7132 - 9Compositeur(s): Virgile Lorach - Arnaud RignonLC : 27625Album: D I YEditeur(s) : GUM Collections [Sacem]
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…
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Wheels of Fire
[GUM7061 - 11] - 0
- 1'44
- Bad Ced [Sacem], Dax Man [Sacem]
- Déterminé & urgent. Drumline, scratch & voix picthées.
- boîte à rythme, boucle, break beat, fx scratch, old school
Titre : Wheels of FireRéférence : GUM7061 - 11Compositeur(s): Bad Ced [Sacem] - Dax Man [Sacem]LC : 27625Album: Urban Old SchoolArtiste : Dax RidersEditeur(s) : GUM Collections [Sacem]ISRC : FR6Z61310700
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…
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Out In the Skies
[BIB098 - 12] -
1
- 2'17
- Desi Desmond [ASCAP], Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP], Aleksandra Kuzina [ASCAP]
- Organique, confiant & entraînant. Synthé & rythmique.
- catchy, sport de glisse, synthétiseur, break beat, entraînant
Titre : Out In the SkiesRéférence : BIB098 - 12Compositeur(s): Desi Desmond [ASCAP] - Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP] - Aleksandra Kuzina [ASCAP]LC : 50141Album: Dynamic Hip Hop Underscores Vol. 2Editeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
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…
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Out In the Skies - 30 sec
[BIB098 - 26] - 0
- 0'30
- Desi Desmond [ASCAP], Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP], Aleksandra Kuzina [ASCAP]
- Alternate version. 30 seconds.
- catchy, sport de glisse, synthétiseur, break beat, entraînant
Titre : Out In the Skies - 30 secRéférence : BIB098 - 26Compositeur(s): Desi Desmond [ASCAP] - Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP] - Aleksandra Kuzina [ASCAP]LC : 50141Album: Dynamic Hip Hop Underscores Vol. 2Editeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
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…
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Rabbits on Show
[CEO2082 - 3] -
1
- 1'44
- Stéphane Lopez [Sacem]
- Insolant & Indolent. @ 0'55 mélancolique & délicat. Programmation & cordes.
- bêtisier, comique, enfance, entraînant, break beat
Titre : Rabbits on ShowRéférence : CEO2082 - 3Compositeur(s): Stéphane Lopez [Sacem]LC : 10347Album: Musique originale de Stéphane LOPEZ - Les Super Pouvoirs des LapinsEditeur(s) : Compagnie des Phares et Balises [Sacem] - Frederic Leibovitz Editeur [Sacem]
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…
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Rabbits on Show Alternate
[CEO2082 - 24] - 0
- 0'52
- Stéphane Lopez [Sacem]
- Cheesy, lourd & amusant. Clavier, violon & programmation.
- bêtisier, comique, enfance, entraînant, break beat
Titre : Rabbits on Show AlternateRéférence : CEO2082 - 24Compositeur(s): Stéphane Lopez [Sacem]LC : 10347Album: Musique originale de Stéphane LOPEZ - Les Super Pouvoirs des LapinsEditeur(s) : Compagnie des Phares et Balises [Sacem] - Frederic Leibovitz Editeur [Sacem]
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…
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Bombay Banger
[BIB091 - 9] -
3
- 2'48
- Matthew Leigh Sibley [PRS], Giacomo Antonio Trivelli [PRS]
- Panoramique, déterminé & urbain. Harmonium, synthé, voix samplée & rythmique.
- urbain, déterminé, electro-world, Inde & sous-continent indien, paysage urbain
Titre : Bombay BangerRéférence : BIB091 - 9Compositeur(s): Matthew Leigh Sibley [PRS] - Giacomo Antonio Trivelli [PRS]LC : 50141Album: Beats: IndiaEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
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…
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Bombay Banger - Instrumental
[BIB091 - 27] - 0
- 2'48
- Matthew Leigh Sibley [PRS], Giacomo Antonio Trivelli [PRS]
- Panoramique, déterminé & urbain. Harmonium, synthé & rythmique.
- urbain, déterminé, electro-world, Inde & sous-continent indien, paysage urbain
Titre : Bombay Banger - InstrumentalRéférence : BIB091 - 27Compositeur(s): Matthew Leigh Sibley [PRS] - Giacomo Antonio Trivelli [PRS]LC : 50141Album: Beats: IndiaEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
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…
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Bombay Banger - Underscore
[BIB091 - 28] - 0
- 2'48
- Matthew Leigh Sibley [PRS], Giacomo Antonio Trivelli [PRS]
- Panoramique, déterminé & urbain. Harmonium, synthé & voix samplée.
- urbain, déterminé, electro-world, Inde & sous-continent indien, paysage urbain
Titre : Bombay Banger - UnderscoreRéférence : BIB091 - 28Compositeur(s): Matthew Leigh Sibley [PRS] - Giacomo Antonio Trivelli [PRS]LC : 50141Album: Beats: IndiaEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
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…
-
-
Bombay Banger - 30 sec
[BIB091 - 29] - 0
- 0'29
- Matthew Leigh Sibley [PRS], Giacomo Antonio Trivelli [PRS]
- Panoramique, déterminé & urbain. Harmonium, synthé, voix samplée & rythmique.
- urbain, déterminé, electro-world, Inde & sous-continent indien, paysage urbain
Titre : Bombay Banger - 30 secRéférence : BIB091 - 29Compositeur(s): Matthew Leigh Sibley [PRS] - Giacomo Antonio Trivelli [PRS]LC : 50141Album: Beats: IndiaEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
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…
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Mumbai Shuffle
[BIB091 - 11] -
2
- 3'08
- David Baluteau [Sacem], Louis Parlant [PRS]
- Catchy, urbain & déterminé. Tabla, synthé, sitar, voix pitchées & rythmique. Solo de flûte Bansouri [...]
- electro-world, catchy, Inde & sous-continent indien, paysage urbain, plein air
Titre : Mumbai ShuffleRéférence : BIB091 - 11Compositeur(s): David Baluteau [Sacem] - Louis Parlant [PRS]LC : 50141Album: Beats: IndiaEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
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…
-
-
Mumbai Shuffle - Instrumental
[BIB091 - 32] - 0
- 3'08
- David Baluteau [Sacem], Louis Parlant [PRS]
- Catchy, urbain & déterminé. Tabla, synthé, sitar & rythmique. Solo de flûte Bansouri @ 1'28.
- electro-world, catchy, Inde & sous-continent indien, paysage urbain, plein air
Titre : Mumbai Shuffle - InstrumentalRéférence : BIB091 - 32Compositeur(s): David Baluteau [Sacem] - Louis Parlant [PRS]LC : 50141Album: Beats: IndiaEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
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…
-
-
Mumbai Shuffle - 30 sec
[BIB091 - 33] - 0
- 0'30
- David Baluteau [Sacem], Louis Parlant [PRS]
- Catchy, urbain & déterminé. Tabla, synthé, sitar, voix pitchées & rythmique.
- electro-world, catchy, Inde & sous-continent indien, plein air, break beat
Titre : Mumbai Shuffle - 30 secRéférence : BIB091 - 33Compositeur(s): David Baluteau [Sacem] - Louis Parlant [PRS]LC : 50141Album: Beats: IndiaEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
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…
-
-
Praise to the Groove
[TBX025 - 6] -
1
- 1'55
- Patrick McManus [PRS]
- Catchy, déterminé & confiant. Piano, voix samplée & rythmique.
- catchy, daytime TV, plein air, break beat, déterminé
Titre : Praise to the GrooveRéférence : TBX025 - 6Compositeur(s): Patrick McManus [PRS]LC : 50141Album: Feel GoodEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
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…
-
-
Praise to the Groove - 30sec
[TBX025 - 16] - 0
- 0'30
- Patrick McManus [PRS]
- Alternate version. 30 seconds.
- catchy, daytime TV, plein air, break beat, déterminé
Titre : Praise to the Groove - 30secRéférence : TBX025 - 16Compositeur(s): Patrick McManus [PRS]LC : 50141Album: Feel GoodEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
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…
-
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Play Hard
[BIB083 - 2] - 0
- 2'13
- James Desmond [ASCAP], Robert Grant [ASCAP], Mikhail O Johnson [BMI], Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP]
- Catchy, urbain & obstiné. Voix samplée, synthé & rythmique.
- catchy, plein air, sport d'équipe, attitude, street sports
Titre : Play HardRéférence : BIB083 - 2Compositeur(s): James Desmond [ASCAP] - Robert Grant [ASCAP] - Mikhail O Johnson [BMI] - Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP]LC : 50141Album: Dynamic Hip Hop UnderscoresEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
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…
-
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Back in my Day
[BIB083 - 9] - 0
- 2'36
- Ty Frankel [BMI], Clovis Seva [ASCAP]
- Robotique, catchy & déterminé. Synthé & rythmique.
- catchy, plein air, sport d'équipe, attitude, street sports
Titre : Back in my DayRéférence : BIB083 - 9Compositeur(s): Ty Frankel [BMI] - Clovis Seva [ASCAP]LC : 50141Album: Dynamic Hip Hop UnderscoresEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
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…
-
-
Streetwise
[CEZ4092 - 12] - 0
- 2'35
- Hoosky
- Beat hip-hop avec ligne de basse synthé accrocheuse & scratch @ 0'42.
- urbain, beat making, fx scratch, break beat, déterminé
Titre : StreetwiseRéférence : CEZ4092 - 12Compositeur(s): Chomsk' [Sacem] - Oogo [Sacem]LC : 10347Album: Just a Lil' BeatArtiste : HooskyEditeur(s) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur [Sacem] - Nowadays Records [Sacem]ISRC : FRZPA1112660
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…
-
-
Lit in the Rave
[TBX037 - 10] -
2
- 2'45
- Negative One [PRS]
- Paroles [...] Cool, contemporary, urban. Eerie synth chimes with driving hip hop beats, dramatic brass stabs [...]
- Angleterre, grime, paysage urbain, urbain, attitude
Titre : Lit in the RaveRéférence : TBX037 - 10Compositeur(s): Negative One [PRS]LC : 50141Album: UK UrbanEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
walk in the rave like check this
got one more for the set list
jump on stage see everybody skanking the way so you know who the best is
about time that i reached beast mode
man i unleash these flows
make a man freeze with a he-tar
he should of known i’m cold
then man them talking the chat
man i keep catching him slipping
not walking the walk its a fact
them man are acting the villain
i’m bursting bubbles
hopes and dreams turn to burning rubble
see that we’re causing damage
but it oughta lesson if you learn a couple
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
straight head shot man i go for the kill
guys wanna talk bout holding a mill
aint no food in your fridge now you better focus on holding a meal
now that i’m back did i mention?
man i come back with a vengeance
walk in the spot and i drop one track that i know will grab their attention
came for the title aint met a rival
ride all day but still aint a slave to the cycle
patiently wait my arrival blaze in the haze and the nightol
selecta jaw for that one like wo
had to give her more and now they’re like wo
energy is pouring out tonight pouring out the place and make them go wo
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
draw for the gun draw for the gun finger
causing a riot i’m causing a mix up
pour me a big cup
faded
i’m riding a tidal wavey
coming up in the beat
up in the wave i’m stuck in a dream
more like a nightmare when i am there
scary stopping them sleep
everybody wanna be the bandit
till they getting canned it
aint no lifestyle choice and i roll this madness
sad this mindset might leave you on the canvas
when you’re on mic don’t get carried away
keyatone might get you carried away
planning the fade but clanging
don’t get them mixed up
them man ran out the rave
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
ready set go tell them i’ll be getting involved
dead him on sight never been a get along guy
check one check two
live on the set deck one deck two
live in effect get ready for the hype
setting pace nicely energy arise
empty the clip like where can i go?
empty the safe i’m here for the gold
them man there get air on the set
i come through like an heir to the thrown
heat up beef sizzla
pass me the trees and a rizzla
asta la vista i’m arnie
come with an army to fix ya
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
-
-
Lit in the Rave - Instrumental
[TBX037 - 29] - 0
- 2'45
- Negative One [PRS]
- Cool, contemporary, urban. Instrumental underscore version. Eerie synth chimes with driving hip hop [...]
- Angleterre, grime, paysage urbain, urbain, attitude
Titre : Lit in the Rave - InstrumentalRéférence : TBX037 - 29Compositeur(s): Negative One [PRS]LC : 50141Album: UK UrbanEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
walk in the rave like check this
got one more for the set list
jump on stage see everybody skanking the way so you know who the best is
about time that i reached beast mode
man i unleash these flows
make a man freeze with a he-tar
he should of known i’m cold
then man them talking the chat
man i keep catching him slipping
not walking the walk its a fact
them man are acting the villain
i’m bursting bubbles
hopes and dreams turn to burning rubble
see that we’re causing damage
but it oughta lesson if you learn a couple
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
straight head shot man i go for the kill
guys wanna talk bout holding a mill
aint no food in your fridge now you better focus on holding a meal
now that i’m back did i mention?
man i come back with a vengeance
walk in the spot and i drop one track that i know will grab their attention
came for the title aint met a rival
ride all day but still aint a slave to the cycle
patiently wait my arrival blaze in the haze and the nightol
selecta jaw for that one like wo
had to give her more and now they’re like wo
energy is pouring out tonight pouring out the place and make them go wo
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
draw for the gun draw for the gun finger
causing a riot i’m causing a mix up
pour me a big cup
faded
i’m riding a tidal wavey
coming up in the beat
up in the wave i’m stuck in a dream
more like a nightmare when i am there
scary stopping them sleep
everybody wanna be the bandit
till they getting canned it
aint no lifestyle choice and i roll this madness
sad this mindset might leave you on the canvas
when you’re on mic don’t get carried away
keyatone might get you carried away
planning the fade but clanging
don’t get them mixed up
them man ran out the rave
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
ready set go tell them i’ll be getting involved
dead him on sight never been a get along guy
check one check two
live on the set deck one deck two
live in effect get ready for the hype
setting pace nicely energy arise
empty the clip like where can i go?
empty the safe i’m here for the gold
them man there get air on the set
i come through like an heir to the thrown
heat up beef sizzla
pass me the trees and a rizzla
asta la vista i’m arnie
come with an army to fix ya
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
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Lit In The Rave - 30sec
[TBX037 - 30] - 0
- 0'30
- Negative One [PRS]
- Cool, contemporary, urban. Eerie synth chimes with driving hip hop beats, dramatic brass stabs and [...]
- Angleterre, grime, paysage urbain, urbain, attitude
Titre : Lit In The Rave - 30secRéférence : TBX037 - 30Compositeur(s): Negative One [PRS]LC : 50141Album: UK UrbanEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
walk in the rave like check this
got one more for the set list
jump on stage see everybody skanking the way so you know who the best is
about time that i reached beast mode
man i unleash these flows
make a man freeze with a he-tar
he should of known i’m cold
then man them talking the chat
man i keep catching him slipping
not walking the walk its a fact
them man are acting the villain
i’m bursting bubbles
hopes and dreams turn to burning rubble
see that we’re causing damage
but it oughta lesson if you learn a couple
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
straight head shot man i go for the kill
guys wanna talk bout holding a mill
aint no food in your fridge now you better focus on holding a meal
now that i’m back did i mention?
man i come back with a vengeance
walk in the spot and i drop one track that i know will grab their attention
came for the title aint met a rival
ride all day but still aint a slave to the cycle
patiently wait my arrival blaze in the haze and the nightol
selecta jaw for that one like wo
had to give her more and now they’re like wo
energy is pouring out tonight pouring out the place and make them go wo
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
draw for the gun draw for the gun finger
causing a riot i’m causing a mix up
pour me a big cup
faded
i’m riding a tidal wavey
coming up in the beat
up in the wave i’m stuck in a dream
more like a nightmare when i am there
scary stopping them sleep
everybody wanna be the bandit
till they getting canned it
aint no lifestyle choice and i roll this madness
sad this mindset might leave you on the canvas
when you’re on mic don’t get carried away
keyatone might get you carried away
planning the fade but clanging
don’t get them mixed up
them man ran out the rave
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
ready set go tell them i’ll be getting involved
dead him on sight never been a get along guy
check one check two
live on the set deck one deck two
live in effect get ready for the hype
setting pace nicely energy arise
empty the clip like where can i go?
empty the safe i’m here for the gold
them man there get air on the set
i come through like an heir to the thrown
heat up beef sizzla
pass me the trees and a rizzla
asta la vista i’m arnie
come with an army to fix ya
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
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Locked and Loaded
[TBX025 - 5] -
1
- 2'06
- Patrick McManus [PRS]
- Catchy, déterminé & confiant. Piano, voix fredonnée, section de cuivres, guitare électrique & [...]
- plein air, catchy, daytime TV, déterminé, electro-rock
Titre : Locked and LoadedRéférence : TBX025 - 5Compositeur(s): Patrick McManus [PRS]LC : 50141Album: Feel GoodEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
walk in the rave like check this
got one more for the set list
jump on stage see everybody skanking the way so you know who the best is
about time that i reached beast mode
man i unleash these flows
make a man freeze with a he-tar
he should of known i’m cold
then man them talking the chat
man i keep catching him slipping
not walking the walk its a fact
them man are acting the villain
i’m bursting bubbles
hopes and dreams turn to burning rubble
see that we’re causing damage
but it oughta lesson if you learn a couple
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
straight head shot man i go for the kill
guys wanna talk bout holding a mill
aint no food in your fridge now you better focus on holding a meal
now that i’m back did i mention?
man i come back with a vengeance
walk in the spot and i drop one track that i know will grab their attention
came for the title aint met a rival
ride all day but still aint a slave to the cycle
patiently wait my arrival blaze in the haze and the nightol
selecta jaw for that one like wo
had to give her more and now they’re like wo
energy is pouring out tonight pouring out the place and make them go wo
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
draw for the gun draw for the gun finger
causing a riot i’m causing a mix up
pour me a big cup
faded
i’m riding a tidal wavey
coming up in the beat
up in the wave i’m stuck in a dream
more like a nightmare when i am there
scary stopping them sleep
everybody wanna be the bandit
till they getting canned it
aint no lifestyle choice and i roll this madness
sad this mindset might leave you on the canvas
when you’re on mic don’t get carried away
keyatone might get you carried away
planning the fade but clanging
don’t get them mixed up
them man ran out the rave
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
ready set go tell them i’ll be getting involved
dead him on sight never been a get along guy
check one check two
live on the set deck one deck two
live in effect get ready for the hype
setting pace nicely energy arise
empty the clip like where can i go?
empty the safe i’m here for the gold
them man there get air on the set
i come through like an heir to the thrown
heat up beef sizzla
pass me the trees and a rizzla
asta la vista i’m arnie
come with an army to fix ya
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
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Locked and Loaded - 30sec
[TBX025 - 15] - 0
- 0'30
- Patrick McManus [PRS]
- Alternate version. 30 seconds.
- plein air, catchy, daytime TV, déterminé, electro-rock
Titre : Locked and Loaded - 30secRéférence : TBX025 - 15Compositeur(s): Patrick McManus [PRS]LC : 50141Album: Feel GoodEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
walk in the rave like check this
got one more for the set list
jump on stage see everybody skanking the way so you know who the best is
about time that i reached beast mode
man i unleash these flows
make a man freeze with a he-tar
he should of known i’m cold
then man them talking the chat
man i keep catching him slipping
not walking the walk its a fact
them man are acting the villain
i’m bursting bubbles
hopes and dreams turn to burning rubble
see that we’re causing damage
but it oughta lesson if you learn a couple
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
straight head shot man i go for the kill
guys wanna talk bout holding a mill
aint no food in your fridge now you better focus on holding a meal
now that i’m back did i mention?
man i come back with a vengeance
walk in the spot and i drop one track that i know will grab their attention
came for the title aint met a rival
ride all day but still aint a slave to the cycle
patiently wait my arrival blaze in the haze and the nightol
selecta jaw for that one like wo
had to give her more and now they’re like wo
energy is pouring out tonight pouring out the place and make them go wo
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
draw for the gun draw for the gun finger
causing a riot i’m causing a mix up
pour me a big cup
faded
i’m riding a tidal wavey
coming up in the beat
up in the wave i’m stuck in a dream
more like a nightmare when i am there
scary stopping them sleep
everybody wanna be the bandit
till they getting canned it
aint no lifestyle choice and i roll this madness
sad this mindset might leave you on the canvas
when you’re on mic don’t get carried away
keyatone might get you carried away
planning the fade but clanging
don’t get them mixed up
them man ran out the rave
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
ready set go tell them i’ll be getting involved
dead him on sight never been a get along guy
check one check two
live on the set deck one deck two
live in effect get ready for the hype
setting pace nicely energy arise
empty the clip like where can i go?
empty the safe i’m here for the gold
them man there get air on the set
i come through like an heir to the thrown
heat up beef sizzla
pass me the trees and a rizzla
asta la vista i’m arnie
come with an army to fix ya
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
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Pion
[BIB075 - 10] -
1
- 4'50
- Michael Peter Sajic [PRS]
- Exaltant, déterminé & panoramique. Break @ 1'59. Synthé, section de cordes, sound design & rythmique.
- exaltant, sport d'équipe, atmosphérique, catchy, confiant
Titre : PionRéférence : BIB075 - 10Compositeur(s): Michael Peter Sajic [PRS]LC : 50141Album: Electronic ScoresEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
walk in the rave like check this
got one more for the set list
jump on stage see everybody skanking the way so you know who the best is
about time that i reached beast mode
man i unleash these flows
make a man freeze with a he-tar
he should of known i’m cold
then man them talking the chat
man i keep catching him slipping
not walking the walk its a fact
them man are acting the villain
i’m bursting bubbles
hopes and dreams turn to burning rubble
see that we’re causing damage
but it oughta lesson if you learn a couple
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
straight head shot man i go for the kill
guys wanna talk bout holding a mill
aint no food in your fridge now you better focus on holding a meal
now that i’m back did i mention?
man i come back with a vengeance
walk in the spot and i drop one track that i know will grab their attention
came for the title aint met a rival
ride all day but still aint a slave to the cycle
patiently wait my arrival blaze in the haze and the nightol
selecta jaw for that one like wo
had to give her more and now they’re like wo
energy is pouring out tonight pouring out the place and make them go wo
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
draw for the gun draw for the gun finger
causing a riot i’m causing a mix up
pour me a big cup
faded
i’m riding a tidal wavey
coming up in the beat
up in the wave i’m stuck in a dream
more like a nightmare when i am there
scary stopping them sleep
everybody wanna be the bandit
till they getting canned it
aint no lifestyle choice and i roll this madness
sad this mindset might leave you on the canvas
when you’re on mic don’t get carried away
keyatone might get you carried away
planning the fade but clanging
don’t get them mixed up
them man ran out the rave
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
ready set go tell them i’ll be getting involved
dead him on sight never been a get along guy
check one check two
live on the set deck one deck two
live in effect get ready for the hype
setting pace nicely energy arise
empty the clip like where can i go?
empty the safe i’m here for the gold
them man there get air on the set
i come through like an heir to the thrown
heat up beef sizzla
pass me the trees and a rizzla
asta la vista i’m arnie
come with an army to fix ya
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
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Pion - 30sec
[BIB075 - 20] - 0
- 0'30
- Michael Peter Sajic [PRS]
- Alternate version. 30 seconds.
- exaltant, sport d'équipe, atmosphérique, catchy, confiant
Titre : Pion - 30secRéférence : BIB075 - 20Compositeur(s): Michael Peter Sajic [PRS]LC : 50141Album: Electronic ScoresEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
walk in the rave like check this
got one more for the set list
jump on stage see everybody skanking the way so you know who the best is
about time that i reached beast mode
man i unleash these flows
make a man freeze with a he-tar
he should of known i’m cold
then man them talking the chat
man i keep catching him slipping
not walking the walk its a fact
them man are acting the villain
i’m bursting bubbles
hopes and dreams turn to burning rubble
see that we’re causing damage
but it oughta lesson if you learn a couple
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
straight head shot man i go for the kill
guys wanna talk bout holding a mill
aint no food in your fridge now you better focus on holding a meal
now that i’m back did i mention?
man i come back with a vengeance
walk in the spot and i drop one track that i know will grab their attention
came for the title aint met a rival
ride all day but still aint a slave to the cycle
patiently wait my arrival blaze in the haze and the nightol
selecta jaw for that one like wo
had to give her more and now they’re like wo
energy is pouring out tonight pouring out the place and make them go wo
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
draw for the gun draw for the gun finger
causing a riot i’m causing a mix up
pour me a big cup
faded
i’m riding a tidal wavey
coming up in the beat
up in the wave i’m stuck in a dream
more like a nightmare when i am there
scary stopping them sleep
everybody wanna be the bandit
till they getting canned it
aint no lifestyle choice and i roll this madness
sad this mindset might leave you on the canvas
when you’re on mic don’t get carried away
keyatone might get you carried away
planning the fade but clanging
don’t get them mixed up
them man ran out the rave
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
ready set go tell them i’ll be getting involved
dead him on sight never been a get along guy
check one check two
live on the set deck one deck two
live in effect get ready for the hype
setting pace nicely energy arise
empty the clip like where can i go?
empty the safe i’m here for the gold
them man there get air on the set
i come through like an heir to the thrown
heat up beef sizzla
pass me the trees and a rizzla
asta la vista i’m arnie
come with an army to fix ya
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
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Different Colors
[GUM7132 - 10] - 0
- 2'24
- Remi Desroques
- Groovy & entrainant avec une touche old school. Guitare électrique, basse & rythmique.
- attitude, plein air, balancement, confiant, guitare électrique
Titre : Different ColorsRéférence : GUM7132 - 10Compositeur(s): Remi DesroquesLC : 27625Album: D I YEditeur(s) : GUM Collections [Sacem]
walk in the rave like check this
got one more for the set list
jump on stage see everybody skanking the way so you know who the best is
about time that i reached beast mode
man i unleash these flows
make a man freeze with a he-tar
he should of known i’m cold
then man them talking the chat
man i keep catching him slipping
not walking the walk its a fact
them man are acting the villain
i’m bursting bubbles
hopes and dreams turn to burning rubble
see that we’re causing damage
but it oughta lesson if you learn a couple
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
straight head shot man i go for the kill
guys wanna talk bout holding a mill
aint no food in your fridge now you better focus on holding a meal
now that i’m back did i mention?
man i come back with a vengeance
walk in the spot and i drop one track that i know will grab their attention
came for the title aint met a rival
ride all day but still aint a slave to the cycle
patiently wait my arrival blaze in the haze and the nightol
selecta jaw for that one like wo
had to give her more and now they’re like wo
energy is pouring out tonight pouring out the place and make them go wo
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
draw for the gun draw for the gun finger
causing a riot i’m causing a mix up
pour me a big cup
faded
i’m riding a tidal wavey
coming up in the beat
up in the wave i’m stuck in a dream
more like a nightmare when i am there
scary stopping them sleep
everybody wanna be the bandit
till they getting canned it
aint no lifestyle choice and i roll this madness
sad this mindset might leave you on the canvas
when you’re on mic don’t get carried away
keyatone might get you carried away
planning the fade but clanging
don’t get them mixed up
them man ran out the rave
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
ready set go tell them i’ll be getting involved
dead him on sight never been a get along guy
check one check two
live on the set deck one deck two
live in effect get ready for the hype
setting pace nicely energy arise
empty the clip like where can i go?
empty the safe i’m here for the gold
them man there get air on the set
i come through like an heir to the thrown
heat up beef sizzla
pass me the trees and a rizzla
asta la vista i’m arnie
come with an army to fix ya
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
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Sneak
[BIB066 - 1] - 0
- 3'05
- Matthew Leigh Sibley [PRS], Giacomo Antonio Trivelli [PRS]
- Urbain, déterminé & appuyé. Boucle de guitare, programmation & percussion électronique.
- appuyé, urbain, cinematic beat, déterminé, saccadé
Titre : SneakRéférence : BIB066 - 1Compositeur(s): Matthew Leigh Sibley [PRS] - Giacomo Antonio Trivelli [PRS]LC : 50141Album: Dramatic Hip Hop : City at NightEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
walk in the rave like check this
got one more for the set list
jump on stage see everybody skanking the way so you know who the best is
about time that i reached beast mode
man i unleash these flows
make a man freeze with a he-tar
he should of known i’m cold
then man them talking the chat
man i keep catching him slipping
not walking the walk its a fact
them man are acting the villain
i’m bursting bubbles
hopes and dreams turn to burning rubble
see that we’re causing damage
but it oughta lesson if you learn a couple
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
straight head shot man i go for the kill
guys wanna talk bout holding a mill
aint no food in your fridge now you better focus on holding a meal
now that i’m back did i mention?
man i come back with a vengeance
walk in the spot and i drop one track that i know will grab their attention
came for the title aint met a rival
ride all day but still aint a slave to the cycle
patiently wait my arrival blaze in the haze and the nightol
selecta jaw for that one like wo
had to give her more and now they’re like wo
energy is pouring out tonight pouring out the place and make them go wo
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
draw for the gun draw for the gun finger
causing a riot i’m causing a mix up
pour me a big cup
faded
i’m riding a tidal wavey
coming up in the beat
up in the wave i’m stuck in a dream
more like a nightmare when i am there
scary stopping them sleep
everybody wanna be the bandit
till they getting canned it
aint no lifestyle choice and i roll this madness
sad this mindset might leave you on the canvas
when you’re on mic don’t get carried away
keyatone might get you carried away
planning the fade but clanging
don’t get them mixed up
them man ran out the rave
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
ready set go tell them i’ll be getting involved
dead him on sight never been a get along guy
check one check two
live on the set deck one deck two
live in effect get ready for the hype
setting pace nicely energy arise
empty the clip like where can i go?
empty the safe i’m here for the gold
them man there get air on the set
i come through like an heir to the thrown
heat up beef sizzla
pass me the trees and a rizzla
asta la vista i’m arnie
come with an army to fix ya
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
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No Tearz
[BIB066 - 11] - 0
- 2'36
- Matthew Leigh Sibley [PRS], Giacomo Antonio Trivelli [PRS]
- Catchy & rêveur. Sample, programmation & percussion électronique.
- catchy, robotique, sport de glisse, atmosphérique, grand espace
Titre : No TearzRéférence : BIB066 - 11Compositeur(s): Matthew Leigh Sibley [PRS] - Giacomo Antonio Trivelli [PRS]LC : 50141Album: Dramatic Hip Hop : City at NightEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
walk in the rave like check this
got one more for the set list
jump on stage see everybody skanking the way so you know who the best is
about time that i reached beast mode
man i unleash these flows
make a man freeze with a he-tar
he should of known i’m cold
then man them talking the chat
man i keep catching him slipping
not walking the walk its a fact
them man are acting the villain
i’m bursting bubbles
hopes and dreams turn to burning rubble
see that we’re causing damage
but it oughta lesson if you learn a couple
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
straight head shot man i go for the kill
guys wanna talk bout holding a mill
aint no food in your fridge now you better focus on holding a meal
now that i’m back did i mention?
man i come back with a vengeance
walk in the spot and i drop one track that i know will grab their attention
came for the title aint met a rival
ride all day but still aint a slave to the cycle
patiently wait my arrival blaze in the haze and the nightol
selecta jaw for that one like wo
had to give her more and now they’re like wo
energy is pouring out tonight pouring out the place and make them go wo
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
draw for the gun draw for the gun finger
causing a riot i’m causing a mix up
pour me a big cup
faded
i’m riding a tidal wavey
coming up in the beat
up in the wave i’m stuck in a dream
more like a nightmare when i am there
scary stopping them sleep
everybody wanna be the bandit
till they getting canned it
aint no lifestyle choice and i roll this madness
sad this mindset might leave you on the canvas
when you’re on mic don’t get carried away
keyatone might get you carried away
planning the fade but clanging
don’t get them mixed up
them man ran out the rave
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
ready set go tell them i’ll be getting involved
dead him on sight never been a get along guy
check one check two
live on the set deck one deck two
live in effect get ready for the hype
setting pace nicely energy arise
empty the clip like where can i go?
empty the safe i’m here for the gold
them man there get air on the set
i come through like an heir to the thrown
heat up beef sizzla
pass me the trees and a rizzla
asta la vista i’m arnie
come with an army to fix ya
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
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Holla
[BIB060 - 14] - 0
- 2'02
- Omer Agca [BUMA]
- Urbain & percutant. Percussion électronique & synthétiseur.
- attitude, paysage urbain, percussion électronique, street sports, synthétiseur
Titre : HollaRéférence : BIB060 - 14Compositeur(s): Omer Agca [BUMA]LC : 50141Album: FashionEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
walk in the rave like check this
got one more for the set list
jump on stage see everybody skanking the way so you know who the best is
about time that i reached beast mode
man i unleash these flows
make a man freeze with a he-tar
he should of known i’m cold
then man them talking the chat
man i keep catching him slipping
not walking the walk its a fact
them man are acting the villain
i’m bursting bubbles
hopes and dreams turn to burning rubble
see that we’re causing damage
but it oughta lesson if you learn a couple
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
straight head shot man i go for the kill
guys wanna talk bout holding a mill
aint no food in your fridge now you better focus on holding a meal
now that i’m back did i mention?
man i come back with a vengeance
walk in the spot and i drop one track that i know will grab their attention
came for the title aint met a rival
ride all day but still aint a slave to the cycle
patiently wait my arrival blaze in the haze and the nightol
selecta jaw for that one like wo
had to give her more and now they’re like wo
energy is pouring out tonight pouring out the place and make them go wo
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
draw for the gun draw for the gun finger
causing a riot i’m causing a mix up
pour me a big cup
faded
i’m riding a tidal wavey
coming up in the beat
up in the wave i’m stuck in a dream
more like a nightmare when i am there
scary stopping them sleep
everybody wanna be the bandit
till they getting canned it
aint no lifestyle choice and i roll this madness
sad this mindset might leave you on the canvas
when you’re on mic don’t get carried away
keyatone might get you carried away
planning the fade but clanging
don’t get them mixed up
them man ran out the rave
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
ready set go tell them i’ll be getting involved
dead him on sight never been a get along guy
check one check two
live on the set deck one deck two
live in effect get ready for the hype
setting pace nicely energy arise
empty the clip like where can i go?
empty the safe i’m here for the gold
them man there get air on the set
i come through like an heir to the thrown
heat up beef sizzla
pass me the trees and a rizzla
asta la vista i’m arnie
come with an army to fix ya
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
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Purple Night
[ROM029 - 3]
- 0
- 3'11
- Cézaire
- Groovy & sensuel. Nu disco, 1980. Chanteuse. synthétiseur & percussion électronique.
- mode, people, vie quotidienne, 1980, catchy
Titre : Purple NightRéférence : ROM029 - 3Compositeur(s): CezaireAlbum: Cezaire - Seize the DayArtiste : CézaireEditeur(s) : Roche Musique [Sacem]
walk in the rave like check this
got one more for the set list
jump on stage see everybody skanking the way so you know who the best is
about time that i reached beast mode
man i unleash these flows
make a man freeze with a he-tar
he should of known i’m cold
then man them talking the chat
man i keep catching him slipping
not walking the walk its a fact
them man are acting the villain
i’m bursting bubbles
hopes and dreams turn to burning rubble
see that we’re causing damage
but it oughta lesson if you learn a couple
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
straight head shot man i go for the kill
guys wanna talk bout holding a mill
aint no food in your fridge now you better focus on holding a meal
now that i’m back did i mention?
man i come back with a vengeance
walk in the spot and i drop one track that i know will grab their attention
came for the title aint met a rival
ride all day but still aint a slave to the cycle
patiently wait my arrival blaze in the haze and the nightol
selecta jaw for that one like wo
had to give her more and now they’re like wo
energy is pouring out tonight pouring out the place and make them go wo
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
draw for the gun draw for the gun finger
causing a riot i’m causing a mix up
pour me a big cup
faded
i’m riding a tidal wavey
coming up in the beat
up in the wave i’m stuck in a dream
more like a nightmare when i am there
scary stopping them sleep
everybody wanna be the bandit
till they getting canned it
aint no lifestyle choice and i roll this madness
sad this mindset might leave you on the canvas
when you’re on mic don’t get carried away
keyatone might get you carried away
planning the fade but clanging
don’t get them mixed up
them man ran out the rave
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
ready set go tell them i’ll be getting involved
dead him on sight never been a get along guy
check one check two
live on the set deck one deck two
live in effect get ready for the hype
setting pace nicely energy arise
empty the clip like where can i go?
empty the safe i’m here for the gold
them man there get air on the set
i come through like an heir to the thrown
heat up beef sizzla
pass me the trees and a rizzla
asta la vista i’m arnie
come with an army to fix ya
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
-
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Robotic Alien
[CEZ4092 - 29] - 0
- 2'27
- Hoosky
- Beat mécanique & insistant. Effets synthé malicieux @ 0'28.
- beat making, urbain, déterminé, boucle, break beat
Titre : Robotic AlienRéférence : CEZ4092 - 29Compositeur(s): Chomsk' [Sacem] - Oogo [Sacem]LC : 10347Album: Just a Lil' BeatArtiste : HooskyEditeur(s) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur [Sacem] - Nowadays Records [Sacem]ISRC : FRZPA1112830
walk in the rave like check this
got one more for the set list
jump on stage see everybody skanking the way so you know who the best is
about time that i reached beast mode
man i unleash these flows
make a man freeze with a he-tar
he should of known i’m cold
then man them talking the chat
man i keep catching him slipping
not walking the walk its a fact
them man are acting the villain
i’m bursting bubbles
hopes and dreams turn to burning rubble
see that we’re causing damage
but it oughta lesson if you learn a couple
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
straight head shot man i go for the kill
guys wanna talk bout holding a mill
aint no food in your fridge now you better focus on holding a meal
now that i’m back did i mention?
man i come back with a vengeance
walk in the spot and i drop one track that i know will grab their attention
came for the title aint met a rival
ride all day but still aint a slave to the cycle
patiently wait my arrival blaze in the haze and the nightol
selecta jaw for that one like wo
had to give her more and now they’re like wo
energy is pouring out tonight pouring out the place and make them go wo
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
draw for the gun draw for the gun finger
causing a riot i’m causing a mix up
pour me a big cup
faded
i’m riding a tidal wavey
coming up in the beat
up in the wave i’m stuck in a dream
more like a nightmare when i am there
scary stopping them sleep
everybody wanna be the bandit
till they getting canned it
aint no lifestyle choice and i roll this madness
sad this mindset might leave you on the canvas
when you’re on mic don’t get carried away
keyatone might get you carried away
planning the fade but clanging
don’t get them mixed up
them man ran out the rave
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
ready set go tell them i’ll be getting involved
dead him on sight never been a get along guy
check one check two
live on the set deck one deck two
live in effect get ready for the hype
setting pace nicely energy arise
empty the clip like where can i go?
empty the safe i’m here for the gold
them man there get air on the set
i come through like an heir to the thrown
heat up beef sizzla
pass me the trees and a rizzla
asta la vista i’m arnie
come with an army to fix ya
it gets lit in the rave
yacking blazing piff in the rave
thought its a war get your jaw to the floor
tell a man step back get that
straight when i aim for his head back
criss cross lift off
send a man flying no jet pack
-
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Ghost Music
[CEV3019 - 15] -
1
- 3'38
- Chomsk' [Sacem]
- Paroles [...] Hip-hop. Wonky music. Video games fx. Male vocal. BPM 92.
- rap, 2000, actuel, hip-hop, urbain
Titre : Ghost MusicRéférence : CEV3019 - 15Compositeur(s): Chomsk' [Sacem]Auteur(s) : Benjamin Bambach [Sacem] - Daryl Parks [PRS] - Maik Schindler [Sacem]LC : 10347Album: Hype HopArtiste : La Fine EquipeEditeur(s) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur [Sacem]ISRC : FRZPA0900560
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
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Ghost Music
[CEV3019 - 16] - 0
- 1'47
- Benjamin Bambach [Sacem], Chomsk' [Sacem], Daryl Parks [PRS], Maik Schindler [BMI]
- Instrumental Hip-hop. Wonky music. Video game fx. BPM 92.
- beat making, jeu vidéo, robotique, hip-hop, saccadé
Titre : Ghost MusicRéférence : CEV3019 - 16Compositeur(s): Benjamin Bambach [Sacem] - Chomsk' [Sacem] - Daryl Parks [PRS] - Maik Schindler [BMI]LC : 10347Album: Hype HopArtiste : La Fine EquipeEditeur(s) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur [Sacem]ISRC : FRZPA0900565
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
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New Flow
[BIB083 - 11] - 0
- 2'50
- Ty Frankel [BMI], Clovis Seva [ASCAP]
- Catchy, urbain & déterminé. Synthé, cloche @ 1'06 & rythmique.
- plein air, sport d'équipe, catchy, paysage urbain, street sports
Titre : New FlowRéférence : BIB083 - 11Compositeur(s): Ty Frankel [BMI] - Clovis Seva [ASCAP]LC : 50141Album: Dynamic Hip Hop UnderscoresEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
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
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Last Chance
[BIB066 - 5] - 0
- 2'40
- Matthew Leigh Sibley [PRS], Giacomo Antonio Trivelli [PRS]
- Puissant & atmosphérique. Programmation, synthétiseur & percussion électronique.
- puissant & imposant, catchy, épique, obstiné, sport extrême & de combat
Titre : Last ChanceRéférence : BIB066 - 5Compositeur(s): Matthew Leigh Sibley [PRS] - Giacomo Antonio Trivelli [PRS]LC : 50141Album: Dramatic Hip Hop : City at NightEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
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
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Fast Paced Life Here
[BIB060 - 6] -
1
- 2'16
- James Desmond [ASCAP], Robert Grant [ASCAP], Mikhail O Johnson [BMI], Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP]
- Nocturne & urbain, saccadé. Synthétiseur & rythmique.
- nocturne, saccadé, street sports, urbain, break beat
Titre : Fast Paced Life HereRéférence : BIB060 - 6Compositeur(s): James Desmond [ASCAP] - Robert Grant [ASCAP] - Mikhail O Johnson [BMI] - Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP]LC : 50141Album: FashionEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
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
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Fast Paced Life Here [...]
[BIB060 - 18] - 0
- 2'16
- James Desmond [ASCAP], Robert Grant [ASCAP], Mikhail O Johnson [BMI], Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP]
- Nocturne & urbain, saccadé. Synthétiseur & rythmique.
- nocturne, saccadé, street sports, urbain, break beat
Titre : Fast Paced Life Here InstrumentalRéférence : BIB060 - 18Compositeur(s): James Desmond [ASCAP] - Robert Grant [ASCAP] - Mikhail O Johnson [BMI] - Panauh Kalayeh [ASCAP]LC : 50141Album: FashionEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
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
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Mayahi
[BIB060 - 13] - 0
- 1'49
- Omer Agca [BUMA]
- Urbain & changeant. Synthétiseur & rythmique.
- boîte à rythme, paysage urbain, changeant, synthétiseur, break beat
Titre : MayahiRéférence : BIB060 - 13Compositeur(s): Omer Agca [BUMA]LC : 50141Album: FashionEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
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
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False Kats
[CEV3019 - 18] -
1
- 2'14
- Pascal Luvisi [Sacem], Daryl Parks [PRS]
- Instrumental Old School Hip-hop. Scrach. Underscore. BPM 91.
- hip-hop, Etats-Unis d'Amérique, Fender Rhodes, nocturne, urbain
Titre : False KatsRéférence : CEV3019 - 18Compositeur(s): Pascal Luvisi [Sacem] - Daryl Parks [PRS]LC : 10347Album: Hype HopArtiste : La Fine EquipeEditeur(s) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur [Sacem]ISRC : FRZPA0900595
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
-
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False Kats
[CEV3019 - 17] - 0
- 2'10
- Pascal Luvisi [Sacem]
- Paroles [...] Old School Hip-hop. Male vocal. BPM 91.
- hip-hop, rap, actuel, Etats-Unis d'Amérique, urbain
Titre : False KatsRéférence : CEV3019 - 17Compositeur(s): Pascal Luvisi [Sacem]Auteur(s) : Daryl Parks [PRS]LC : 10347Album: Hype HopArtiste : La Fine EquipeEditeur(s) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur [Sacem]ISRC : FRZPA0900590
False Kats
Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Blanka
(chorus)
False Kats
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
Coming some where in this world were most kats can not see
The maker of the music playing on your cd
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
While walking off the stage I know some kats that ain't liking me.
Calling out my name with that false in they game
bullshitting with the talk posing vibes like lames
Dames, they acting like they bleeding and they like it that way.
It ain't no disrespect I just know what I say.
Come on dog before I put heat on you like Hubie rays
We man about this shit why you acting all gay ?
Most people they can hear me from the south to the bay.
You just started your beats step the fuck out my way.
What moves are you really making ? None at all
false kats making music and it sounds appal.
So fuck y'all
I could talking bout you man.
Your style stinks from your beats and lyrics and,
we slap five, but top gate you not my man's
Your epidemic smaller then a grain of sand.
It's like trying cook rocks in frying pans
with no kick up in your product I can't feel it and…
You big sissy, in this game you have no history
So fall ….. Back !
All I see is false kats B
All I see is false kats B
All I see is those false kats standing in my face.
(chorus)
You False
What's up homie ?
Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ?
What you drinking on ?
Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
You False
What's up homie ?
Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ?
What you drinking on ?
Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
False kats
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
-
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Pop Style
[BIB099 - 4] -
1
- 2'28
- Omer Agca [BUMA]
- Attitude, urbain & catchy. Voix pitchées, synthé & rythmique.
- attitude, paysage urbain, catchy, obstiné, urbain
Titre : Pop StyleRéférence : BIB099 - 4Compositeur(s): Omer Agca [BUMA]LC : 50141Album: Afrobeats & BedsEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
False Kats
Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Blanka
(chorus)
False Kats
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
Coming some where in this world were most kats can not see
The maker of the music playing on your cd
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
While walking off the stage I know some kats that ain't liking me.
Calling out my name with that false in they game
bullshitting with the talk posing vibes like lames
Dames, they acting like they bleeding and they like it that way.
It ain't no disrespect I just know what I say.
Come on dog before I put heat on you like Hubie rays
We man about this shit why you acting all gay ?
Most people they can hear me from the south to the bay.
You just started your beats step the fuck out my way.
What moves are you really making ? None at all
false kats making music and it sounds appal.
So fuck y'all
I could talking bout you man.
Your style stinks from your beats and lyrics and,
we slap five, but top gate you not my man's
Your epidemic smaller then a grain of sand.
It's like trying cook rocks in frying pans
with no kick up in your product I can't feel it and…
You big sissy, in this game you have no history
So fall ….. Back !
All I see is false kats B
All I see is false kats B
All I see is those false kats standing in my face.
(chorus)
You False
What's up homie ?
Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ?
What you drinking on ?
Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
You False
What's up homie ?
Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ?
What you drinking on ?
Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
False kats
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
-
-
Pop Style - 30sec
[BIB099 - 14] - 0
- 0'41
- Omer Agca [BUMA]
- Alternate version. 30 seconds.
- attitude, paysage urbain, catchy, obstiné, urbain
Titre : Pop Style - 30secRéférence : BIB099 - 14Compositeur(s): Omer Agca [BUMA]LC : 50141Album: Afrobeats & BedsEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
False Kats
Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Blanka
(chorus)
False Kats
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
Coming some where in this world were most kats can not see
The maker of the music playing on your cd
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
While walking off the stage I know some kats that ain't liking me.
Calling out my name with that false in they game
bullshitting with the talk posing vibes like lames
Dames, they acting like they bleeding and they like it that way.
It ain't no disrespect I just know what I say.
Come on dog before I put heat on you like Hubie rays
We man about this shit why you acting all gay ?
Most people they can hear me from the south to the bay.
You just started your beats step the fuck out my way.
What moves are you really making ? None at all
false kats making music and it sounds appal.
So fuck y'all
I could talking bout you man.
Your style stinks from your beats and lyrics and,
we slap five, but top gate you not my man's
Your epidemic smaller then a grain of sand.
It's like trying cook rocks in frying pans
with no kick up in your product I can't feel it and…
You big sissy, in this game you have no history
So fall ….. Back !
All I see is false kats B
All I see is false kats B
All I see is those false kats standing in my face.
(chorus)
You False
What's up homie ?
Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ?
What you drinking on ?
Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
You False
What's up homie ?
Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ?
What you drinking on ?
Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
False kats
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
-
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This is Us
[BIB074 - 13] - 0
- 2'20
- Olivier Bibeau [SOCAN]
- Percutant, lourd & panoramique. Voix samplée, synthétiseur, & rythmique.
- lourd, percutant, puissant & imposant, atmosphérique, electro beat
Titre : This is UsRéférence : BIB074 - 13Compositeur(s): Olivier Bibeau [SOCAN]LC : 50141Album: Youth in Motion: Electronic PopEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
False Kats
Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Blanka
(chorus)
False Kats
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
Coming some where in this world were most kats can not see
The maker of the music playing on your cd
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
While walking off the stage I know some kats that ain't liking me.
Calling out my name with that false in they game
bullshitting with the talk posing vibes like lames
Dames, they acting like they bleeding and they like it that way.
It ain't no disrespect I just know what I say.
Come on dog before I put heat on you like Hubie rays
We man about this shit why you acting all gay ?
Most people they can hear me from the south to the bay.
You just started your beats step the fuck out my way.
What moves are you really making ? None at all
false kats making music and it sounds appal.
So fuck y'all
I could talking bout you man.
Your style stinks from your beats and lyrics and,
we slap five, but top gate you not my man's
Your epidemic smaller then a grain of sand.
It's like trying cook rocks in frying pans
with no kick up in your product I can't feel it and…
You big sissy, in this game you have no history
So fall ….. Back !
All I see is false kats B
All I see is false kats B
All I see is those false kats standing in my face.
(chorus)
You False
What's up homie ?
Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ?
What you drinking on ?
Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
You False
What's up homie ?
Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ?
What you drinking on ?
Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
False kats
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
-
-
Training Day
[BIB066 - 4] - 0
- 3'00
- Matthew Leigh Sibley [PRS], Giacomo Antonio Trivelli [PRS]
- Entrainant & déterminé. Programmation, section de cuivres & percussion électronique.
- déterminé, cinematic beat, sport de glisse, urbain, boucle
Titre : Training DayRéférence : BIB066 - 4Compositeur(s): Matthew Leigh Sibley [PRS] - Giacomo Antonio Trivelli [PRS]LC : 50141Album: Dramatic Hip Hop : City at NightEditeur(s) : Bibliotheque Music LTD [PRS]
False Kats
Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Blanka
(chorus)
False Kats
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
Coming some where in this world were most kats can not see
The maker of the music playing on your cd
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
While walking off the stage I know some kats that ain't liking me.
Calling out my name with that false in they game
bullshitting with the talk posing vibes like lames
Dames, they acting like they bleeding and they like it that way.
It ain't no disrespect I just know what I say.
Come on dog before I put heat on you like Hubie rays
We man about this shit why you acting all gay ?
Most people they can hear me from the south to the bay.
You just started your beats step the fuck out my way.
What moves are you really making ? None at all
false kats making music and it sounds appal.
So fuck y'all
I could talking bout you man.
Your style stinks from your beats and lyrics and,
we slap five, but top gate you not my man's
Your epidemic smaller then a grain of sand.
It's like trying cook rocks in frying pans
with no kick up in your product I can't feel it and…
You big sissy, in this game you have no history
So fall ….. Back !
All I see is false kats B
All I see is false kats B
All I see is those false kats standing in my face.
(chorus)
You False
What's up homie ?
Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ?
What you drinking on ?
Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
You False
What's up homie ?
Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ?
What you drinking on ?
Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
False kats
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
-
-
Clear Pills
[GMT8165 - 7] - 0
- 0'43
- Leo Elbazis
- Rythmic & technologic. Fx, synth, piano, electronic drums.
- constant, comédie policière, rythmé, boucle, déterminé
Titre : Clear PillsRéférence : GMT8165 - 7Compositeur(s): Leo ElbazisLC : 27625Album: Tv Branding Part. 2Editeur(s) : GUM Collections [Sacem]ISRC : FR6Z61613910
False Kats
Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Blanka
(chorus)
False Kats
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
Coming some where in this world were most kats can not see
The maker of the music playing on your cd
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
While walking off the stage I know some kats that ain't liking me.
Calling out my name with that false in they game
bullshitting with the talk posing vibes like lames
Dames, they acting like they bleeding and they like it that way.
It ain't no disrespect I just know what I say.
Come on dog before I put heat on you like Hubie rays
We man about this shit why you acting all gay ?
Most people they can hear me from the south to the bay.
You just started your beats step the fuck out my way.
What moves are you really making ? None at all
false kats making music and it sounds appal.
So fuck y'all
I could talking bout you man.
Your style stinks from your beats and lyrics and,
we slap five, but top gate you not my man's
Your epidemic smaller then a grain of sand.
It's like trying cook rocks in frying pans
with no kick up in your product I can't feel it and…
You big sissy, in this game you have no history
So fall ….. Back !
All I see is false kats B
All I see is false kats B
All I see is those false kats standing in my face.
(chorus)
You False
What's up homie ?
Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ?
What you drinking on ?
Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
You False
What's up homie ?
Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ?
What you drinking on ?
Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
False kats
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
-
-
Audacity
[GMT8165 - 11] - 0
- 1'48
- Valerian Papillier
- Rythmic & hypnotic. Electronic drums, synth bass, synth.
- exaltant, actuel, boucle, déterminé, groovy
Titre : AudacityRéférence : GMT8165 - 11Compositeur(s): Valerian PapillierLC : 27625Album: Tv Branding Part. 2Editeur(s) : GUM Collections [Sacem]ISRC : FR6Z61613950
False Kats
Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Blanka
(chorus)
False Kats
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
Coming some where in this world were most kats can not see
The maker of the music playing on your cd
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
While walking off the stage I know some kats that ain't liking me.
Calling out my name with that false in they game
bullshitting with the talk posing vibes like lames
Dames, they acting like they bleeding and they like it that way.
It ain't no disrespect I just know what I say.
Come on dog before I put heat on you like Hubie rays
We man about this shit why you acting all gay ?
Most people they can hear me from the south to the bay.
You just started your beats step the fuck out my way.
What moves are you really making ? None at all
false kats making music and it sounds appal.
So fuck y'all
I could talking bout you man.
Your style stinks from your beats and lyrics and,
we slap five, but top gate you not my man's
Your epidemic smaller then a grain of sand.
It's like trying cook rocks in frying pans
with no kick up in your product I can't feel it and…
You big sissy, in this game you have no history
So fall ….. Back !
All I see is false kats B
All I see is false kats B
All I see is those false kats standing in my face.
(chorus)
You False
What's up homie ?
Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ?
What you drinking on ?
Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
You False
What's up homie ?
Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ?
What you drinking on ?
Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
False kats
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
-
-
Ice Cream Break
[GMT8151 - 2] - 0
- 1'57
- Julien Rimailho [Sacem]
- Patient & Relax. Piano, Double Bass, Break Beat, Synth.
- sensuel, délicat, raffiné, aérien, érotique
Titre : Ice Cream BreakRéférence : GMT8151 - 2Compositeur(s): Julien Rimailho [Sacem]LC : 27625Album: Airline CompaniesEditeur(s) : GUM Collections [Sacem]ISRC : FR6Z61606070
False Kats
Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Blanka
(chorus)
False Kats
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
Coming some where in this world were most kats can not see
The maker of the music playing on your cd
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
While walking off the stage I know some kats that ain't liking me.
Calling out my name with that false in they game
bullshitting with the talk posing vibes like lames
Dames, they acting like they bleeding and they like it that way.
It ain't no disrespect I just know what I say.
Come on dog before I put heat on you like Hubie rays
We man about this shit why you acting all gay ?
Most people they can hear me from the south to the bay.
You just started your beats step the fuck out my way.
What moves are you really making ? None at all
false kats making music and it sounds appal.
So fuck y'all
I could talking bout you man.
Your style stinks from your beats and lyrics and,
we slap five, but top gate you not my man's
Your epidemic smaller then a grain of sand.
It's like trying cook rocks in frying pans
with no kick up in your product I can't feel it and…
You big sissy, in this game you have no history
So fall ….. Back !
All I see is false kats B
All I see is false kats B
All I see is those false kats standing in my face.
(chorus)
You False
What's up homie ?
Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ?
What you drinking on ?
Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
You False
What's up homie ?
Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ?
What you drinking on ?
Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
False kats
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
-
-
Injustice
[GMT8152 - 5] - 0
- 2'04
- Maxime Lebidois [Sacem], Maxime Pinto [Sacem]
- Noctural & Rythmic. Piano, Cello, Strings, Break Beat.
- investigation, suspense, film noir, inquiétant, policier
Titre : InjusticeRéférence : GMT8152 - 5Compositeur(s): Maxime Lebidois [Sacem] - Maxime Pinto [Sacem]Arrangeur(s) : Etienne ColinLC : 27625Album: InfiltrationEditeur(s) : GUM Collections [Sacem]ISRC : FR6Z61606340
False Kats
Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Blanka
(chorus)
False Kats
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
Coming some where in this world were most kats can not see
The maker of the music playing on your cd
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
While walking off the stage I know some kats that ain't liking me.
Calling out my name with that false in they game
bullshitting with the talk posing vibes like lames
Dames, they acting like they bleeding and they like it that way.
It ain't no disrespect I just know what I say.
Come on dog before I put heat on you like Hubie rays
We man about this shit why you acting all gay ?
Most people they can hear me from the south to the bay.
You just started your beats step the fuck out my way.
What moves are you really making ? None at all
false kats making music and it sounds appal.
So fuck y'all
I could talking bout you man.
Your style stinks from your beats and lyrics and,
we slap five, but top gate you not my man's
Your epidemic smaller then a grain of sand.
It's like trying cook rocks in frying pans
with no kick up in your product I can't feel it and…
You big sissy, in this game you have no history
So fall ….. Back !
All I see is false kats B
All I see is false kats B
All I see is those false kats standing in my face.
(chorus)
You False
What's up homie ?
Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ?
What you drinking on ?
Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
You False
What's up homie ?
Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ?
What you drinking on ?
Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
False kats
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
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Free Falling
[GMT8144 - 3] - 0
- 2'23
- Alexis Morvan Rosius
- Urban & Groovy, Synth, Electronic Drums, Fx Voices.
- grand espace, sport de glisse, déterminé, insouciant, marche
Titre : Free FallingRéférence : GMT8144 - 3Compositeur(s): Alexis Morvan RosiusLC : 27625Album: Pushing The LimitsEditeur(s) : GUM Collections [Sacem]ISRC : FR6Z61603220
False Kats
Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Blanka
(chorus)
False Kats
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
Coming some where in this world were most kats can not see
The maker of the music playing on your cd
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
While walking off the stage I know some kats that ain't liking me.
Calling out my name with that false in they game
bullshitting with the talk posing vibes like lames
Dames, they acting like they bleeding and they like it that way.
It ain't no disrespect I just know what I say.
Come on dog before I put heat on you like Hubie rays
We man about this shit why you acting all gay ?
Most people they can hear me from the south to the bay.
You just started your beats step the fuck out my way.
What moves are you really making ? None at all
false kats making music and it sounds appal.
So fuck y'all
I could talking bout you man.
Your style stinks from your beats and lyrics and,
we slap five, but top gate you not my man's
Your epidemic smaller then a grain of sand.
It's like trying cook rocks in frying pans
with no kick up in your product I can't feel it and…
You big sissy, in this game you have no history
So fall ….. Back !
All I see is false kats B
All I see is false kats B
All I see is those false kats standing in my face.
(chorus)
You False
What's up homie ?
Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ?
What you drinking on ?
Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
You False
What's up homie ?
Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ?
What you drinking on ?
Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
False kats
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
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Cha Cha Break
[CEZ4210 - 9] - 0
- 1'21
- Ortegon Tovar, José Miguel, Ortegon, Sr
- Fusion cha cha cha & jungle. Entrainant & dansant. Vibraphone, piano & rythmique breakbeat.
- latin electro, exotique, dansant, entraînant, pêches de cuivres
Titre : Cha Cha BreakRéférence : CEZ4210 - 9Compositeur(s): Norbert Galouo [Sacem] - José Miguel Ortegon Tovar [Sacem]LC : 10347Album: Latin ExplosionArtiste : Ortegon Tovar, José Miguel - Ortegon, SrEditeur(s) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur [Sacem]ISRC : FRZPA1515960
False Kats
Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Blanka
(chorus)
False Kats
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
Coming some where in this world were most kats can not see
The maker of the music playing on your cd
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
While walking off the stage I know some kats that ain't liking me.
Calling out my name with that false in they game
bullshitting with the talk posing vibes like lames
Dames, they acting like they bleeding and they like it that way.
It ain't no disrespect I just know what I say.
Come on dog before I put heat on you like Hubie rays
We man about this shit why you acting all gay ?
Most people they can hear me from the south to the bay.
You just started your beats step the fuck out my way.
What moves are you really making ? None at all
false kats making music and it sounds appal.
So fuck y'all
I could talking bout you man.
Your style stinks from your beats and lyrics and,
we slap five, but top gate you not my man's
Your epidemic smaller then a grain of sand.
It's like trying cook rocks in frying pans
with no kick up in your product I can't feel it and…
You big sissy, in this game you have no history
So fall ….. Back !
All I see is false kats B
All I see is false kats B
All I see is those false kats standing in my face.
(chorus)
You False
What's up homie ?
Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ?
What you drinking on ?
Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
You False
What's up homie ?
Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ?
What you drinking on ?
Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
False kats
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
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Brutal
[GMT8129 - 16] - 0
- 2'00
- Louis Beaudoin [Sacem]
- Percussive & puissant. Guitare électrique, synth, drum machine & fx.
- constant, batterie, marche, nocturne, road movie
Titre : BrutalRéférence : GMT8129 - 16Compositeur(s): Louis Beaudoin [Sacem]LC : 27625Album: For A Better LifeEditeur(s) : GUM Collections [Sacem]
False Kats
Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Blanka
(chorus)
False Kats
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
Coming some where in this world were most kats can not see
The maker of the music playing on your cd
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
While walking off the stage I know some kats that ain't liking me.
Calling out my name with that false in they game
bullshitting with the talk posing vibes like lames
Dames, they acting like they bleeding and they like it that way.
It ain't no disrespect I just know what I say.
Come on dog before I put heat on you like Hubie rays
We man about this shit why you acting all gay ?
Most people they can hear me from the south to the bay.
You just started your beats step the fuck out my way.
What moves are you really making ? None at all
false kats making music and it sounds appal.
So fuck y'all
I could talking bout you man.
Your style stinks from your beats and lyrics and,
we slap five, but top gate you not my man's
Your epidemic smaller then a grain of sand.
It's like trying cook rocks in frying pans
with no kick up in your product I can't feel it and…
You big sissy, in this game you have no history
So fall ….. Back !
All I see is false kats B
All I see is false kats B
All I see is those false kats standing in my face.
(chorus)
You False
What's up homie ?
Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ?
What you drinking on ?
Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
You False
What's up homie ?
Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ?
What you drinking on ?
Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
False kats
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
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Raid Round Up
[CEZ4056 - 19] - 0
- 2'05
- Nicolas Mizrachi [Sacem], Jean-Francois Morin [Sacem]
- Agressif & dur. Basse & rythmique lourdes. Synth & guitare.
- psychotique, trash (texture), agressif & violent, bruyant, chaotique
Titre : Raid Round UpRéférence : CEZ4056 - 19Compositeur(s): Nicolas Mizrachi [Sacem] - Jean-Francois Morin [Sacem]LC : 10347Album: La Question de la ViolenceEditeur(s) : Frederic Leibovitz Editeur [Sacem]
False Kats
Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Blanka
(chorus)
False Kats
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
Coming some where in this world were most kats can not see
The maker of the music playing on your cd
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
While walking off the stage I know some kats that ain't liking me.
Calling out my name with that false in they game
bullshitting with the talk posing vibes like lames
Dames, they acting like they bleeding and they like it that way.
It ain't no disrespect I just know what I say.
Come on dog before I put heat on you like Hubie rays
We man about this shit why you acting all gay ?
Most people they can hear me from the south to the bay.
You just started your beats step the fuck out my way.
What moves are you really making ? None at all
false kats making music and it sounds appal.
So fuck y'all
I could talking bout you man.
Your style stinks from your beats and lyrics and,
we slap five, but top gate you not my man's
Your epidemic smaller then a grain of sand.
It's like trying cook rocks in frying pans
with no kick up in your product I can't feel it and…
You big sissy, in this game you have no history
So fall ….. Back !
All I see is false kats B
All I see is false kats B
All I see is those false kats standing in my face.
(chorus)
You False
What's up homie ?
Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ?
What you drinking on ?
Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
You False
What's up homie ?
Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ?
What you drinking on ?
Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
False kats
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
