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Lyrics

Bread & Barrels Of Water
 

 

Introduction

Verse1 (Isam)
It all begins with the early morn´ prayer
A humble peace to the angels on each of my shoulders
Before I seize the sun, one kiss gon´ hit the sky
God is great! I'm probably the happiest kid on the block
Trying to lace this rhyme in time
Ran through them streets
The brown kid with the curls got the beat
Trying to explain the whole world how I'm so mainstream
Call me sell-out
Down with the fastest growing religion
Down with the fastest growing industry in this business
I love how I live
Ain't gotta have a reason to give
Inspiration through the way that I live
Remember the name I.S.A.M
How hard can it be, Bachiri is the fam
My outlandmoro is the clan

Chorus

Walk the plank, no half stepping, ya running out of time
World is yours kid, sure ain't mine
Gotta get yours, gotta get mine
Wise up or get shot, trying to cross the line

Verse2 (Lenny)

De nuevo estamos
Haciéndolo, tomándonos
El tiempo
Para retornar a lo sencillo
El pan es mi trabajo el cual yo nunca esquivo
El agua es mi trofeo
Y cada vez me exijo más sudor, más esfuerzo
para mejorar
Martínez cosecha ideas
Todo se puede superar y elevar
A un escaño allá en lo alto
Donde los simples dan sus pasos


Translation:

Here we are again
Doing it, taking us
The time
To return to simplicity
The bread represents the work, witch I never turn my back on
The water is my trophy
And every time I ask my self for, more sweat, more effort
To improve
Martínez crops ideas
Everything can be overcome and be elevated
To a step higher in the sky
Where the common people take their footsteps

Chorus

Rapverse3 (Waqas)

Meet me half way on the bridge 'cause I'm half way home
From the land of nasty drums dirty dollars and chromes
Only time people popping their collars to keep the heat out
Your shit ain't clean then keep your feet out
Uh yeah it's outlandmoro again
We all about bread and barrels of water
Simple things we outta open our eyes to
You recognize me I'll recognize you
But if not who will despise who?
Uh yeah we all wanna conquer them stairs
Most of us not prepared I can see you scared
Cause 5 times a day I'm on rehab, but still I bounce back
Somehow it's like that

Ending

Uhh let it shine
I know ya by my side
Feel the most kind
I thank you for this life

Along, along the way
Might fall once or twice
Promise you at the end of the day
I will see your light

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Guantanamo

Intro:
El sol calienta allá en lo alto
Y la palma real nos alumbra
Orgullo de mi tierra cubana
Aquí no hay canto en vano

Translation:

The sun heats above
And the royal palm enlights us
With the pride of my Cuban soil
Here it can't be found
A song in vain

Chorus

Mi casa y su casa - Guantanamo
The grass is greener on my side - eh eh eh
And I got all my moros here - Guantanamo
Just me y my familia - eh eh eh


Rapverse1 (Isam)

Ey chico!
Just idle the car while I run in to the super Mercado
Cop the Cuban bootleg compay Segundo
Gon' barbeque, ya know ill kebab
Only this time, no blues brotha
The vibe is Cuba
Give twenties and couple of wise words to the kids
I'm an example to them, stay in school learn buiss'
Tell'em; respect the whole nine
Respect them old folks
Take my dinner with the Don
Couscous with parmesan
The sun is about to set
Hawaiian shirts, Havana cigars
Red sky, hot breeze, ladies like the guitars
And I can assure ya ass my pueblo is ghetto
Veteran cars ain't no flat tire, just hold on
Or we can lounge in Tangier
Not the one in Vegas, naah the one in Maroc
Cruise the Atlantic, from yours to my block
Mo' hot sauce, mo' sipping, mo' palmas, mo' bailar

Chorus

Rapverse2 (Lenny)

Él son de mi cuba
Me da los buenos días
Desayuno y al salir
Todo el mundo ya esta arriba
Oye chico súbele el volumen
Me encanta ese bolero
Y esta cola para el pan
Le da la vuelta al mundo entero
Ahora ya en La Habana
Viejas calles con aire colonial
Los problemas no se ocultan
Pero hay dulzura al pasar
Las palmas como el Ché
Orgullecen el paisaje
Voy cantando
De donde son los cantantes
Por mi isla mi compadre voy cruzando
Solo en shorts, con mis gafas
Mi chevy y el sol ardiente
Hoy es un día especial
Porque hoy me voy para Oriente

Translation:

The sun of my Cuba
Salutes me good morning
I take breakfast and come out
The whole world is already up
Hey chico turn the volume up
Coz I love this bolero
And this line to buy the bread, goes around the entire world anyway
Now picture La Habana
The old streets with colonel air
Problems can't be hidden
But you'll find sweetness at you pass by
The palms like El Che bring pride to the landscape
While I'm singing
"De donde son los cantantes"
Only in shorts with my sunglasses
My chevy and the burning sun
Today is a special day
Coz today I'm on my way to the Orient

Rapverse2 (Waqas)

A million degrees u can barely move
Plus la salsa making it hotter
In this Cohiva groove
Life is what u make it
It's that simple & plain
Sometimes u get sunshine
But 4 now we got no rain

Chorus

Rapverse3 (Waqas)

Move it to the left
Back up a bit
Ok hold it there
We gonna watch the game
Even though the signal ain't clear
Where I'm from they call it cricket
Around here it's pelota
That's 2 great games
Coming from two proud cultures
You've seen them play their part on the streets from the start
Some of the greatest came from here you know they got heart
Role models from the block deep down in the ditch
Then they switch hit a 6
A ball left man off the pitch

Bridge

Ouwee!
Lights out, ain't got no electricity for the rest of the night
We don't care, lighters up
Bounce to this beat, 'til the sun gon' come up
Mo hot sauce, mo sipping, mo palmas, mo baile
Mo sunshine

Outro:

Esto va para Alamar y para el resto de mi Cuba

Translation:

This goes out to Alamar and to the rest of Cuba

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Peelo

Chorus
Peelo
Gutter ka pani peelo
Kabhi na kabhi to peelo
Me hoon hero tu hai zero

Rapverse1 (Waqas)

Don't even go there kid you know I'm out of your damn reach
Your talk is cheap at least I practice what I teach
And when all systems fail you return to the beats
But got nothing to say, the chosen one for defeat
And I spot you in the crowd while I flash in the spotlight
How you wish you could be more like me and bust over beats tight
And reach out to these kids 'cause when I speak you know they listen
I paid the king a visit now he delivers pizza in prison
You said I was bizarre don't watch stars mob floors
You see I was hardcore if you gave me less I made it more
But fuck that one love baby let's hit for that cheddar
Basically we the same I just make it look better

Chorus

Rapverse2 (Lenny)

Toma del arroyo de los celos, perros
Te lo digo en la lengua de mi amigo, peelo
Te duele toda rima que yo escribo, y sigo
Siendo en estos montes yo el mero, mero
Hijo de la gran p***
Un momento, respeto a la madre tuya
Porque eres tu quien es la puta
Pobrecito toma mi rima y mis contratos
Quieres estar en mis zapatos
En la supuesta rampa de la fama
No vendas la carne antes mata la vaca
No estas listo niño
Para una guerra verbal
Es a mi al que siempre te van a comparar

Translation:

Drink of the rivulet of jealousy, dogs
Now I'll say it in his native tongue, peelo
You hurting by every single rhyme I write, and I keep
Been in this countryside the fucking one
Son of a b****
Hold it!! Respect to your mama
Coz it is you who's the bitch
Poor little thing, here you have my rhyme and my contracts
You want to be in my shoes
In the so-called spotlight
You know you can't sell the meat before killing the cow
You ain't ready kid
To a verbal war
It will always be me who you gonna be compare to

Chorus

Rapverse3 (Isam)

You claim that I'm a mammas boy
Cuz I don't smoke or drink alcohol
She claims that I'm criminal like last weeks thief at the mall
Some say I don't sound like hip hop suppose to sound
Ain't got no L.A, N.Y, Dirty South type of sound
That's what I'm trying say
I was born and raised here
Let the Source Magazine cross the sea and represent here
Tell them how we felt the day Pac got shot
While they were screaming pour some liquor
We prayed all night in the mosque
Tell them how best "pop of the year" is "rap of the year"
Fuck being nominated 6 times give me "rock the year"
Ask Jay-B, he'll tell ya, no stormy weather
Not even the ugliest typhoon could ruin this set up
I was laughing, TZZZ!!! All the way to the bank
Changed the whole game based on a pop album prank
Hell next year for the fun of it
We do it again, again and again
2000 and 3, 4, 10

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Aicha

Verse1
So sweet, so beautiful
Everyday like a queen on her throne
Don't nobody knows how she feels
Aicha, Lady one day it will be real

She moves, she moves like a breeze
I swear I can't get her out of my dreams
To have her shining here by my side
I'd sacrifice all the tears in my eyes

Chorus

Aicha Aicha - passing me by (there she goes again)
Aicha Aicha - my my my (is it really real)
Aicha Aicha - smile for me now
Aicha Aicha - in my life

Verse2

She holds her child to her heart
Makes her feel like she is blessed from above
Falls asleep underneath her sweet tears
Her lullaby fades away with his tears

1/2Chorus

Bridge

She needs somebody to lean on
Someone body, mind & soul
To take her hand, to take her world
And show her the time of her life, so true
Throw the pain away for good
No more contemplating boo

Verse3

Lord knows the way she feels
Everyday in his name she begins
To have her shining here by my side
I'd sacrifice all the tears in my eyes
Aicha Aicha - ecouté moi

Chorus

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Gritty

Chorus
In the bus
Bumping with my thugs
You don't want me to get up and slap you whut

On my block
In my set
You don't wanna test
You don't want me to get up and slap u whut

On the porch
In the crib
Eating mammas meal
You don't want me to get up and slap u whut

On the phone
Doing buiss'
Trying to close a deal
You don't want me to get up and slap you whut

Rapverse1 (Waqas)

We gonna party it's monsoon wedding up in here
Soon as we touch ground "tusi chad chak dey"
Say what?
We gonna tear the roof up
And get crunked on "garam chai" up at the bar with my feet up

RapVerse1 (Lenny)

Me llaman cabrón
No quiero escribirle a tu maldita canción
Estoy cansado de hacer favores
Ponte en mis zapatos
Este ritmo esta estropeado para el carajo

Translation

They call me Cabrón
Coz I dont want to write your damned song
I'm so tired of doing favours
Put your self in my shoes!
This rhythm is waisted


Rapverse1 (Waqas)

If the shoe don't fit?
Fuck it wear it anyway
Man it's too tight!!!
Then cut it
I need my space
Did you know her?
Nah never seen her face
Shorty acting like we go back like biggie and faith

Rapverse1 (Lenny)

¿Quien quiero ser ?
Pelusa
Quiero ser como El Diego
Rebelde puro con amor por el juego
Coraje latino
Eso es tan puro
Serena intensidad
Eso te lo aseguro

Translation

Who I wanna be?
Pelusa
I wanna be like El Diego (Maradona)
Rebellious with passion for the game
Latin spirit
That's so pure
Serenely intensity
You bet

Chorus

Rapverse2 (Isam)

Rghh tfuu!
Snakes all up in this chase
I'm trying to get out of this shhhh
They' trying to steal my plate
Keep them out of my show
Keep them out of my goal
Don't give me that sweet talk you
Keep them out of my flow
I'm tired of y'all; nobody get's the job done around here
I don't eat pork, thought I made my self clear
You slipped bacon in my white rice
Instead of them prawns
I had no clue, came home
Breathe smelling like Santa Claus
Who the boss??? You???
Naah, me that's who!!!
Who got the bread??? You???
Naah, me that's who!!!
Say, you want me to get up and slap your butt
You better believe you out of a job
Cuz of the food you fucked, you are fired, ya fool!!!

Bridge

We, we don't need nobody else no
Take your business somewhere else fool
Tell your peeps not to bother me no more

Ya keep ya friend close but ya keep ya enemy closer
Take the bitter with the sweet, and the sweet with the bitter
Mix it with a little bit of brains and some cheddar
How ya gon' live my brotha if ya don't matter

Chorus

Rapverse3 (Waqas)

All my live moros throw your hands up
Let me see you go skyhigh to this cut
Letting you know El Moro tear the club up
How you gonna live my brother if you don't know what's up

RapVerse3 (Lenny)

Mira al Moro, mírame
Watch me as I put it down
Suavemente admírame
Presente con mi mara que queres
Vete, este no es lugar para un bebe

Translation

Watch El Moro, watch me
Watch me as I put it down
Admire me gently
Present with my gang, what ya want
Fuck off, this ain't a place for a baby

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If only

It's all so quiet in here
If only - I got's to do this
If only - yeah
Rapverse1 (Isam)

I know I´m takin' ya for granted as hell
Don´t care, never talk, when we do, not well
Come home, all tired and straight to bed
U b like; remember salãat
And I be like; forget that
I missed the first 4
Anyhow can't deny my conscious is broke
Double standard - 100, ask me why and I choke
Sistas stay home while brothas hit the clubs
Tale spinning on fast lanes, drinking all up
I give a damn about u'd walk a 1000 miles for me
I won't even go down to the nearest corner shop for ya
Food on the table every time I run home
Praying while the TV is on, my focus all gone
Can't take ya serious when ya blame me for ya misery
Why can't ya be mo like his or her son, I'm sick of it
I wish I could turn back the hands of time
If I could, if I could
I would be ya perfect son
Instead of these tears in du'ã

Chorus

Oh my friend
Can't take it anymore
The pain, the rain, the good times missin'
Help me sing
If only - we could be down
If only - we'd work it out now
If only - we'll be strong, we got's to keep on holdin' on

Rapverse2 (Waqas)

It wasn't love at first sight, not even the first night
Came later build on mutual respect insight
Ok we argue a lot yaaaaa told u I was leaving
So we say stupid things when we mad but we don't mean 'em
Come on how did u expect us to connect so fast
We knew zero about each other got hooked up by my mother
U was digging Bollywood while I was in to beats and rhymes
Before it all was about me
Now it's all about us
You see relationship's build on support and trust
And we had cracks in both
We came close to a divorce
Then he came in and things got better we thought
All though diapers for our baby's bootie we could barely afford
For now me and you we scrubbing floors together
But someday inshallah we gonna floss together
It's been a bumpy ride so far we'll face it together
No matter the weather
It's me you and ours forever

Chorus

Rapverse3 (Lenny)

Si solo yo pudiera
Viajar en el tiempo
Si solo yo pudiera
Volver por un momento
Y sentarme junto a usted
Y hablar de hijo a padre
Sentarme junto a usted
De amigo a compadre
Le diría hay una cosa que no se debe de olvidar
La familia es lo primero, es elemental
Pero supongo que en este punto
Somos diferentes y como reprocharle
Si usted es el ausente
Y ahora que ya no esta de que sirve
No se quien tuvo la culpa pero una cosa quiero decirle
Mi madre me hizo hombre
Ella es fuerte y con orgullo
A ella le debo todo mi pasado mi futuro

Translation

If only I could
Travel back in time
If only I could
Go back for a moment
And sit down with you
And talk son to father
Sit down with you
Friend to companion
I would tell you there is a thing you can't forget
The family is number one, is essential
But I guess that in this aspect
We're different and how can I reproach you
If you have always been absent
And now that you're gone it doesn't make a difference
I don't know who's fault it is
But one thing I want to tell you
My mom made me a man
She is strong and proud
To her do I own everything
My past and my future

Bridge

Why why so quiet
Baby ya think by now
We'd knew any better

Why all this fightin'
Maybe we should talk
Instead of all this hidin'

Chorus

Ending

Nobody
Holdin' us down
No more
Oh no

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Fatima's hand feat. Majid

Fatima is 21
And around here – when your 21
u gotta start thinking about getting a man
getting a son – getting it done
just like her mom when she was 21
but even though Fatima´s not ready for it
she not gonna say some
she feels she gotta do this for the parents
cuz they´ve been on her for the last 5 years
a lotta men from motherland
came up here hoping she say yeah
but she ain’t down
wants somebody that can make her feel alive
chill every time she wanna cry
the one in a million type of guy
but her mom keeps telling her
"compromise, this ain’t no fairy tale my child
do not waste your time
u´ll regret u didn’t say yes to this guy"
everyday is the same
like a battlefield
she gets the blame
bringing shame on the family name
just cuz the streets be babbling
like a Bedouin in a dessert storm
she lays low from all their songs
try to make´em understand
but it’s like talking to the wall
her desire’s burning to change her ill state
it’s strange - for the first time
in a long time – she sees the light in the end
Chorus:
she brings the pain within your brain
y’all don’t really wanna understand her thang
boo be really strong enough to maintain
thru your bullshit
it ain’t nothing but pain
but she knows in the name of Fatimas hand
she don’t go wrong
in the name of Fatimas hand
she will move on
hey hoping everything will be alright!!!

Majid:
I see tears in everybody’s eyes
But I don’t understand why
Mama standing in the kitchen
preparing dinner while she cries
as the pain spreads inside
cuz something that’s going on
denial of my first question
second time got no respond
to lose some one that had always been there
She always had my back
And she always did care
So with these lines right here
I wanna explain how much I love u
No matter what u do I will forever stay true
Until this day
Can’t nobody tear us apart
10 years is past
But u are still living in my heart
truly no poetry can explain how much I miss ya
No matter where u are U will always be my sister

Chorus...

Con la mano de Fatima
sobre su alma encantadora
su camino es protegido
no importa cual escoga
y ella fue escogida
para verla y admirarla
en sus ojos tiene un algo
impecable es su retrato
y cada vez que pasa
lo duro se ablándese
la noche se agrándese
lo malo desvanece
no la olvidaran, la esperaran
al otro lado de esta vida
su amor alumbrara, su voz les cantara
en las memorias hay momentos de pasión
afecto y comprensión, retratos y recuerdos
dando vuelta en las fantasías
su aura es alegría
lleva la mano de Fatima

Chorus…

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El Moro

Chorus
Out to change the game - el Moro
Withstand the pain - el Moro
Knock them out' the frame - el Moro

If ya don't settle for less - el Moro
Always God bless - el Moro
Take out the best - el Moro
We are Moro's - Outland Moro's

Rapverse1 (Majid)

Face the fear
'Cause you will never make it here
I'm making it clear
You better disappear
Something rotten in Denmark like in Shakespeare
I suggest you hold tight to the ones you hold dear
Damn I'm getting tired of these motherfucking snakes
Who's really jealous who's the ones that hates
Claiming the got backs but they never share their cake
Talking 'bout sharing but all they do is take
The ultimate the illest shit popping you any tournament
Take your rap and furnish it
Majid the name you heard of it
Calm your asses down the general screams at ease
You practice no justice I convert no peace

Chorus

Rapverse2 (Isam)

Once 3 kings
Biggie, Pac and young Hov
9 out of 10 would put it 2 down and one to go
Hearts full of hatred when it comes to this rap
Got a classic? (Oh oh) ya best be strapped
Everyday the game is growing mo' money mo' problems
Mo' concern on pushing big units mo' violent
Hip hops changed, ain't a black thing anymore G
Young kids in Baghdad showing 2 on 3
Holla West coast?! Naah West bank for life
Upside down, holla for my moros aight
Spit rhymes in Arabic on the same level like Jada
You wouldn't know if you should head bang or belly dance playa
I'm that sand nigga type of Johnny Cochran yaw dig
World wide like H.C. Andersen, I won't quit
Don't depend on the rap game, I depend on my brain
Ya stereotype me; I knock you out like prince Naseem


Rapverse3 (Lenny)

Ya lo sabes......

Están fuera de quicio
Ambicionando nuestro escaño
Inalcanzable pretensión
Es, pan o muerte en esta selva soy tacaño
Somos los Quijotes
Fríos cuando esto es necesario
Luz en lo oscuro que dicen que es mi barrio
Hemos inculcado sabor en concreto
Pintando mi sangre y mi suburbio por supuesto
Vieja foto de lo existente
Y si ha estado en la portada se me ha ido de la mente
Soy bohemia de las letras
Contemporáneo y sincero
Y dentro de mi casa soy todo un pionero
Así que todos de aquí al horizonte
Alcen la M por El Moro
Anche no capisci niente

Translation

You know it....

They're out of line
Pursue our bench
Unattainable pretension
It's bread or dead and in this jungle I'm niggardly
We're the Quixotes
Colds when we need to be it
Light in the dark they say me hometown is
We have inculcated flavour in the concrete
Painting my blood and my suburb of course
An old photo of the already existing
And if it had been in the cover then I overlooked it
I'm the bohemian of words
Contemporary and sincere
And inside my house I'm a pioneer
So everyone from here to the horizon
Raise the M for El Moro
Though you don't get this

Chorus

Rapverse4 (Waqas)

I stay on target like a stinger
You call me Jinnah
Never lost focus still I came out a sinner
I'm not here to change the world just clean my house
And scoop up my mom in a coup 'cause she needs a new couch
Its outlandmoro you can't run or hide
'Cause we come across like the truth I tell you no lie
At first underrated these kids won't last
In no time they will be over as quick as a finger snap
We beat the critics now look who run rap
It feels good even your sister be faking my autograph
At shows hugs and kisses
Afterwards you diss us
You can't give us scars that we can't heal with stiches

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Eyes Never Dry

Intro

Ain't gonna be the one who's lost
One who's gone
One who's wrong, no
Don't wanna be the falling one
Crawling one
Drowning one, no
What a beautiful day today
And I can't get a lil' smile from ya
Should've known about everything
I guess, I wasn't made up for what u wanted to
Still the meaning ain't clear
Somebody keeps crying in the morning
And it never dries
I gotta find a way out of the moaning
And I hope I'll get it done in due time
Sure, life is hard
Sure, time is now
Just keep on believing
And u gon' be winnin' 'em all
In due time...

Sista
Brotha
The Lord gon'
Be there


Chorus

It's all gon' be alright
You ain't got's to cry
Day in & day out
Eyes never dry

It's all gon' be alright
You ain't got's to cry
Day in & day out
Eyes are never dry

Rapverse1 (Waqas)

In the name of the most beneficent the most high
He who holds my soul before and after I die
See I'm lost in confusion so please help me lord
I wanna act right but can't play my cards right
Don't let me go astray show me the right path
So I can be amongst the righteous and not those who catch your wrath
Any fool can make a baby only a man can raise one
June 17th you granted me a son
I know the first look is forgiven but the second isn't
But I'm already at my 5th lord now I wish I´d listened
To the truth I know a part of it still in denial
If I knew what your loved one knew I would barely smile

Chorus

Rapverse2 (Lenny)

Perdón señor
Por todos mis pecados
Aquí estoy llorando
Ante mi cama arrodillado
Señor mío yo he pecado
Señor mío yo he herido
A un ser muy querido
A un ser al que yo amo
Y que siempre he respetado
Yo rezo a que la cuides
Que las penas tu le quites
Alúmbrale sus pasos
Y los fríos de sus años
Suplico la bendigas
Dale paz a cada uno de sus días
Bésale el camino
Hacerla feliz yo no ha podido
Es lo único que te pido
Te lo ruego
En el nombre del Padre
Del Hijo y el Espíritu Santo
Amén

Translation

Forgive me my Lord
For all my sins
Here I am crying
Kneeled before my bed
My Lord I've sinned
My Lord I've hurted
A dear one
Someone I love
And always have respected
I pray you to take care of her
And that her sorrow you'll take away
Illuminate her steps
And the cold of her years
I supplicate you to bless her
Give peace to every single one of her days
Kiss her way
Coz I couldn't make her happy
This is the only thing I pray to you for
I beg you
In the name of the Father
The Son and the Holy Spirit
Amen

Bridge

Sista
Brotha
The Lord gon'
Be there

Chorus

Rapverse3 (Isam)

Dry ya tears sis I can't stand seeing ya cry
U got so much heart for a lil' girl
U worry like mom
6 years old and she already reads the fam like a book
How come u're so sad kid, don't u worry 'bout it too
So she rather sit next to me so I can explain how it is
How it ain't true her brother is jobless because of his Diin
And it's b.s. when her sista claims her name was the reason for beef
And the fam is full of it when they tell her we gon' leave
Yeah I'm lying to her, but only to see that smile on her face
I'm her role model, whut??? I gots to give the kid faith!!!
I'm prayin that one day she'd be on top of the world
As this pearl puts her veil on
And runs out to her girls…
Knowin'

Chorus

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A Donkey Named Cheetah

Chorus
Damn, I don't know why they stress me out
And they keep looking at me with them dark eyes
I'm tired, give me room, let me breathe
For your own good

Rapverse1 (Isam)

How dare me! Me??? Assimilated
Ya crazy!
Cuz the gap between me and my dad is big
Don't change me
Fact is, I don't even speak his lingo
Still call the place he left 30 years ago home
I'm tired of this politics
It's cut between 2 cultures
Got them both bodied in my backyard like vultures
Picture me rolling
On a donkey named Cheetah
With 2 barrels of water, let the waterman lead ya
Either ya follow the drip drops or my Cheetahs dudu
Either way kid, I'm living proof
You will get through
Enough cash to send grandma first class to Mecca
First things first, ya know! Discipline playa
Giving back to moms and pops for all these years
Trying to raise a kid up here like they do down there
Heads to the sky, clear - when it comes to my fam
Groceries they know I supply in whatever demand
Now can I live…

Chorus

Rapverse2 (Lenny)

Esperanzados a que
Yo caiga, y si caigo
Sigo mi camino
Yo me integro, no asimilo
Ya he ganado suficiente
Mis tatuajes los llevo hasta la muerte
Mis ojos no ven todo
No soy ejemplo de nada
Las palabras a seguir las estrellas para admirar
No las indico yo
Si no puedo aprender no te puedo enseñar
¿Esta claro no?
Que lo que digo y lo que hago aquí
Es criticado, comparado, exagerado, así
Que lo mejor es ignorar, superar y conseguir
Lo importante para mí.

Translation:

They're wishful thinking my downfall
And if I fall
I just keep it going my way
Integrate, don't assimilate
I have allready won enough
My tatoos I'll carry to the my grave
My eyes don't see everything
I'm not an example of anything
The words to follow and the stars to admire
It ain't me who indicate 'em
If I can't learn how can I teach you
It is clear, isn't it? That what I say,
And what I do here
It's critized, compared and exaggerated, that's why
The best is just to ignore,
Overcome and get what's important for me.

Chorus

Rapverse3 (Majid)

No thoughts just mass confusion
No rest we chase empty illusions
Is it my mind thinking or my heart speaking
Maybe I'm just stressed out
It's probably that
Mom's always yelling where you been
And pop's saying rap ain't gon' pay the rent
So stressed when I gotta do this shit
Cause at the same time I'm working 10 to 6
Many things on my mind I can't think straight
Sometimes I wanna quit but maybe it's too late
Or maybe I'm weak
And far from debate
Or maybe its just God pushing me towards my faith

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Dirty Dirty East

Intro
Okay this one
Goes out to all the people living a dirty life style
You know what I'm saying

Dirty dirty east
Y'all mean south
Naah east playa

Dirty dirty east
Sure it aint south
Naah east playa
Still got love for the south though
North, west & east coast
Bang y'all heads to this beat fool
Gon' ride in the night while we popping them collars

Rapverse1 (Lenny)

Soy montuno cien por ciento
Una guitarra es lo que tengo
Cada mañana estoy contento
Cada noche le canto al viento
El cantar de los cantores
Hace llorar a los mayores
Yo te regalo mis canciones
Remedio a los dolores
De oriente a occidente
Gente vamos ya
Del sur al norte
Mis guajiros a gozar
A si que oye como va
Mi ritmo
Ponte tu a bailar
Es outland

Translation:

I'm highlander hundred per cent
A guitar is the only thing I have
Every morning I'm so happy
Coz every night I sing to the wind
The song of folksingers
Make the grown cry
I give you my songs
As a remedy to the pain
From Orient to Occident
People come on now
From the south to the north
My guajiros lets get lose
Now listen how it goes
My rhythm
Get up and get your groove on
This is outland

Chorus

Well it's the dirty dirty east y'all
That's my peeps y'all
Watch the beast
If you don't belly that ass he gon' get ya fast

Dirty dirty east
Where's the meat y'all
Watch the grill
We gon' get our eat on

Rapverse2 (Waqas)

Pass that bread I'm starving y'all
Can I borrow your bird and make a call
Dirty east life style baby you know
Im that Beduin thug that's running the show
No cash flow still having blast,
Shaking my ass not forgetting my path
My desert caddie cruising streets
I don't pimp hoes I pimp sheep
Pass that waterpipe
I want my high tonight
Life is hard out of sight
Struggle on make it tight
Hey girlfriend can I have some water
At the well I caught her
9 sons and a daughter we share
Making it clear from the dirty dirty

Bridge

Oye com ova
La raza
Ponte tu a bailar
It's outland

Chorus

Rapverse3 (Isam)

Yeah!
My moms chose my wife
Got it all arranged
I love my mommy cuz she takes care of everything
Without her everyday journey to and from the well
There wouldn't be no water whole village would be looking hell
Enough bragging she got me a pretty girl
You don't need to work
Just help my moms in the kitchen world
And every second year we'll make a baby or baby twins
Don't worry girl ya know my mom's gon' baby-sit
Never depend on me, it depends on my family
That's how we do it's gangsta, how it always be
You don't know me but ey!... we got a whole life's
Under the family tree, eating dates in moonlight
You to me is like what water is to sea ya know
I take it that my moms already told you about the gold
So let me put this henna on ya hand and do the vow
Oh tell ya pops not to worry, I threw in the cow

Break

All my thug moros let me hear you say oye oye
And to the sisters if you with me holla uy uy

Chorus

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Life Is A Loom

Sometimes I mean you should just leave it to God
Coz in one way or the other we all puppets in this game
It's like
Life's a loom and the threads are the days
And only God decides when to cut them
Even though the job is unfinished
We're all by his mercy
Rapverse1 (Waqas)

U know I can recall when pops left home
He used to write us twice a year
We didn't have phone
I grew up on my own
My Mama cried often
I mean he didn't even show up when she passed away
She had a heart attack 'cause they said he got married again
Cut all ties with us 'cause he had a new family and friends
So I was expected to step up and be a man
Quit school got a job you know just be there for my family
You see I'm nothing like my pops I see my woman twice a year
And one day I'll bring her and my kid up here
You see that picture there
That's our wedding she was 21
Ain't she pretty and my first born was a son
And now she's pregnant again
Thank you
And if it's a girl I'll name her
Fatima, give her the world
U see my friend life is a loom
So you keep smiling like me
Oh is this where you get of?
50 bugs please

Chorus

Life is a loom
Threads are the days
God decides when to cut them
Even though the work ain't done

Rapverse2 (Lenny)

Vamos! gente vamos pronto
Esta lleno el aeropuerto
Todo esta difuso
Tengo un sentimiento incierto
Es el día de su regreso
Ha estado encarcelado
Tiene un temperamento!
Y atención yo no le he dado
Tuvo unos problemas
Nadie me ha contado
Nunca supe yo que mis palabras
Le han faltado
Ahora sí sé la importancia de ser padre
El mío para mí fue un cobarde
Pero eso es punto aparte
Lo primero será un abrazo
Una lagrima, coraje y alegría
Un grito muy oculto
Remordimiento y agonía

Translation

Come on! People hurry up
The airport it's replete
Everything is diffuse
I get an uncertain feeling
Today it's the day of his return
He's been in prison
He gets a bad temperament
And I didn't give him attention
Got himself into some problems
And nobody ever told me
I did never knew that my advices were missing
Now I know the importance of a father
My father to me he was a coward
But that's another story
The first thing will be a hug
A tear, madness and joy
A hidden scream
Remorse and agony

Chorus

Rapverse3 (Isam)

Shu!!!
I ain't going for the American dream
It's too fucking far
Can't swim across the Atlantic
Too many sharks
Put me down for the Euro instead
I will walk the Mediterranean
And "que pasa?!" in Spain
Don't give me that weird look hombre
I got my passport
Name Chris, born Swiss, in 1944 sport
Ain't no telling whut I'll do just to get up north
I'm tired of watching them young guns coming home building them floors
Rolling fast cars, but why?
On our streets there's no asphalt!
I'm stuck here, stressed trying to open this door
They'd be cashmoney, bling-bling in front of my boys
Playa hating? Ya damn right
I hate these mo'fuckers
Act like their lives' like glamour and shit
Flash their visa
While my city struggle like Gaza
I dream too about looking nice when I cross the border
And come back on a sunny day and tell my mamma: "I told ya!"
Who said anything about illegal gots to be dirty
Affirmative action, next year; a wife and a mansion

Ending

Believe in the moment and you will be here with me
Here with me
If God is willing

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