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GE ZHONG REN
(lyrics: C. Yehaiyahan music: J. van Olffen)
all rights reserved
MANDARIN CHINESE
各种人
修补时间的人
拨弄分秒的指针
大大小小的人
难以辨别的分身
寻找时间的人
隐去真实的身份
岁月于他无痕
只是转动的齿轮
向漩涡底部下沉
再下沉
边缘不断拉伸
再拉伸
擦肩而过的人
交换眼神的人
自言自语的人
不能入睡的人
颠倒黑白的人
患得患失的人
切断光线的人
进入梦境的人
抹去回忆的人
种植希望的人
紧紧相拥的人
亲吻双唇的人
已经离开的人
正在老去的人
逃避现实的人
被时间忘却的人
ENGLISH
The man who fixes the time
Fiddles with the hands of the clock
Big and small men
Indistinguishable from each other
The man who is looking for time
Identity hidden
Days and years passed
To him, time is just some large gears turning small ones
Sinking to the bottom
Deeper and deeper
Stretching the space
Wilder and wilder
He passed me
Exchanged a look with her
She started murmuring:
People can not sleep
Day and night, black and white upside down
What they have in hands
All from what they have been lost
Someone will come and cut the light
And go into your dream
And clean your memories
The tree man
Who you love to hold in bed
Go kiss his lips
Then leave.
Many many years later
I still remember her whisper
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I’m on that gangster shit, i’ll flip but still chillo
brick by brick we lift the style, Brillo
tough by nature, hate that y’all pillow
keeps it real, don’t squeal or i’ll peel bro
like bananas with clips, the same size like the Clipse, we grindin'
really we split pies for the grip, I’m wildin'
really no tough guy, but i will get violent
really it’s no lie,
Chorus
it’s that Crooklyn in me
I can’t change
even if i tried i swear you'd get the same
it’s that Crooklyn in me
really it won’t leave
i’m the boss of badass, God among thieves
Verse2
Crooklyn in me, yup pure loco
crack your lungs up, rip vocals
it’s that free beyond free fly and wreak havoc
old radio style, bring static
i got fire in the kitchen, workers in the attic
dimes in the living room, living on a mattrass
bad, bad things, something like an actress
they love the bad boys attract them like magnets
get up to speed on this
still light up the room with a flick of the wrist
still light up the room with the heat off the hip
put a nigga in a tomb if he’s loose with his lips
Chorus
it’s that Crooklyn in me
I can’t change
even if i tried i swear you'd get the same
it’s that Crooklyn in me
really it won’t leave
i’m the boss of badass, God among thieves
Verse 3
Black Mamba, the style Kobe
running through all your O.G.’s
they crying over boo-boos, i’m dodging the law Yogi
smooth criminal style, crucial in any town
young gunner got the cynical smile, visual prowl
edge of mystery, i got history getting victories
never take an L, rather take ‘em to hell, typically
put me in a cell, still running your jail mentally
the mind too sharp for your trickery,
why you think
Chorus
it’s that Crooklyn in me
I can’t change
even if i tried i swear you'd get the same
it’s that Crooklyn in me
really it won’t leave
i’m the boss of badass, God among thieves
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SUMMER DRESSES
(lyrics: C. Stalín, music J. van Olffen – all rights reserved 2008)
Once I saw that smile upon your face
I lost the track of day
Oh it was worth all of those nights
When you were away
Because you know that we have
Can not be disgraced
The magnitude of universe
Can not be built on lies
Because
You give, you give give give,
You give, you give give give,
You give me so much sunshine
Love will steer us to black or white
Well where you do you want to go
Experience is the color you
Choose as you choose to let it go
You give, you give give give,
You give, you give give give,
You give me so much sunshine
Yes, it’s true
I like to
Color your every day
I’ll be red and you’ll be blue
If it isn’t knowledge within our hearts
Beyond the reach of proof
So close your eyes and let it in
And bring some color to your life
Ha. So I wear that dress, yes
You know that one with the special twirl around its end
It is yellow, it is blue
It is green, whatever you choose it to
It is orange or maybe purple
Say whatever you like, I will wear it
Oh it’s true
I like to
Color your every day
I’ll be red and you’ll be blue
(repeat)
It can be, it can be, be, be any type of color
The red, yellow, green, blue and white
And I’ll be green
And you’ll be yellow
And I’ll be blue
And you’ll be brown
And I’ll be brown
And you’ll be soft
And all together
And we’ll be one…
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"Worldwide"
Hook:
This is worldwide/
For all y'all/
Entertainment/
You gotta love it/
This is worldwide/
Keep it gangstah/
For all y'all/
You gotta love it
You could encounter the greats/
Or/You could get ship and counted away/
But you counterfeit/
I countered your fits/
Lead you astray/
In the worst way/
Too legit, them hammer days/
& we buck down this is bucktown/
C'mon pimpin/
Eye to eye the clapper will have you twitchin/
With no ceiling/
Your thoughts held in remission/
I'm so chillin/
No problem being the villain/
It's that East Coast resident/
Giving the world medicine/
A dose of that full on/
Brook-lawn/
On the grease bet that beef don't cook long/
Rather spread that/
L-O-V-E/
Cuz messing with a don you'll be R.I.P/
Off the r-i-p/
So it keep it clean like a new white Tee/
I'm in ya town wherever that might be/
Hold me to it/
& you ain't gotta like the way I do it/
But I guarantee I'll have you rocking to it/
Word is bond/
Break:
What's the word what's the word word/
What's the word, watchu heard/
(What's the word watchu heard dog)/
What's the word what's the word word/
What's the word, watchu heard/
Verse:
I heard I'm on another level/
Tip toe over a plateau/
Lyrically, I Odee/
Musically smacked bro/
I never lack though/
Spread love the only way I know/
(Brooklyn!!)/
That's for muh fucking sho/
Sho/
nuff, bluff?/ I'm aiming at stuff/
It's funny y'all play tough guys
But ain't really rough/
Round/ the edges/
Oh yea/ we feeling wreckless/
Flew in that brand new coupe/
The top headless/
In my own zone/
Ain't no phone/ lifting the ozone/
Fire stones rip, (oh shit)/
I'm talking full blown/
Heat the whole world/
spinning cities like cyclones/
I'm thrown/
Crown on my throne/
I Stand alone/
Realest to run that/
Came with the comeback/
Boss moves/
on track like I run laps/
I ain't even worry those gun claps/
I dodge the whole hood to make good/
& bring it worldwide/
Hook:
Worldwide/
For all y'all/
Entertainment/
You gotta love it/
This is worldwide/
Keep it gangstah/
For all y'all/
You gotta love it
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Lyrics: C. Shannon
Music: J. van Olffen
STATUS QUO
Who broke the story of minorities, trapped in housing authorities
never thinking forwardly, surely they'll be in cuffs and keys
tossed away, living minimal wage,
government seize taxes, via battles and axes
Armageddon, but none of y'all steppin or even threatening,
live for today yet still conceal weapon
status quo, make quota in quotations,
because the ratios is off, and so is your whole nation
my job is to put y’all on and make dollars
but more n..... stuck in their ways, they can’t follow
i told shortie, meet me in Brooklyn, i’m gonna holler
but this fear in your eyes and caution over your collars
i don’t understand it, maybe i’m born as a bandit
maybe i’m tossing all my cards, watch it blow up like gambit
maybe i speak a foreign language, fluent in Spanish
maybe you not who you say you was, then you vanish
maybe it’s hot, maybe you out of breath and you famish,
maybe you wack and I’m taking advantage
maybe it’s that yeah, i’m still intact and more sharp than a thumb tack
with tactics, covered in wrap in fly antics
I think you’re scared - why you’re mad, cause we’re better than you?
I think you’re scared - why you’re mad, cause we’re better than you?
I think you’re scared - why you’re mad, cause it’s nothing to us
all the truth and the numbers, we’re racking it up
Status quo (what you know)
Status quo (what you know)
Call me the G.O.A.T. with that Ali gloat
stack quo, real dope baby, guard your throat
on quote, i’m the man with that emphasis
dollars from the businesses, my green got a life of its own - photo synthesis
and your sentence is, my statements is potent
i’mma keep winning, the letter is false hope and
get left with your jaw swollen, crowd with their jaws open
shocked cause your broad rollin, half of your squad folding
bring hammers like Hulk Hogan, size of them Pythons
my pops told me chill, let the bygones be bygones
nah, i ain’t with it, i’m just eager to vent
take your portion like you’re late with the rent, once again
Status quo (what you know)
Status quo (what you know)
Status quo (what you know)
Status quo (what you know)
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Oooohhhh
Verse 1
How long does it take to erase a memory.
How long does it take for me not to see your face.
How long does it take not to feel them kisses on my cheek.
How long does it take for me to feel free.
How far must I go to leave this al behind.
How fast must I run to outrun these trying times.
How many tears must I cry to wash away the pain inside.
When will I find happiness and peace of mind.
CHORUS
When it’s over
I really need to think about it cause I really can do without it
Over
No longer can I hide it now is the time to find it
Over
There comes a time when you know that you’re through
Verse 2
Maybe if I try to free the light inside of me
Maybe if I try to be my own company
Maybe if I try to look ahead instead of looking back
Maybe if I try I can be all that
BRIDGE
Let the present be the present
the past be the past
Look into the future you got to make it last
Let the present be the present
the past be the past
Look into the future you got to make it last
CHORUS (repeat)
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released March 21, 2019
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