lyrics to the song " THE BEAT" by point one

I'm the beat thats in the backdrop
casually waitin,  and freakin any woman steppen  2 the cadence
-most the directions reflections
hate me when i'm pacen
never to contemplate all the wisdom that i'm chasing

kissin destiny- thick thighs- like loaded five nines
in these times of hate or pain
ya betta get yun's
i'm a hustler- cut class ta mac ment dimes
sip zin-findale  wine--
bath rooms to slang lines

one's ,five's, ten's, twunty's
only right kinds
on a militant mynd- i'm a get
or get gunned
be proned to whats fun
in it- tell i cant lung
all the smoke, and hashish
this beast-- from the trunk
un-hustless get cut
the names were "who was"
but trully nobody gives a fuck about there blood

with everything sown up in a black duffel bag
thats my name for the Hurst
colored body-- that you drag--

(chorus )

"I'm a gangsta bitch!! --- gangsta bitch!!"
"who's you"
"to me a hustles chick, hustles chick"
"who knew"
"your momma, and daddy's
everybody frigid in your family
pluss the last of all friends and there kin who around me"

"baby girl your pretty but i dont want it--
and if you want a kiss,- i'm telling you go to off it-
--im not on it--
                      -so come on--
                                             and lets play--

cuz i'm a player lady--
and thats tell the day i lay"


"OK"

(verse 2)

I bring you in to , the middle of the back may-b
see the circumstances----how your act lady?
have you ever been the-- one-,-  to witness death?
from the middle of your finger pull the trigger lyke a breath

as you crept, never slept, close your eyes but see death
so you stay awake at night, in-visioning all that you left
go to take another life but theres-kept in the dungeon
a whole clip of- show slaughter
for any body wonder-ing

point one's the name, j-dubb wont ever stop
you can find us in the air flippin like an astronaut
cant quit for no whore, nair bitch, or- one fag
tre' matches with two lacs, and one rillo and thats- that

i'm a cabbage gripper, girl sexer
the dick giver,- love life-- no witness
tied presents on the gift list
if you speaking i'm a listn
don't care what the prick is
i'm a push another hit in
get it sent to where they print it

(chorus )

"I'm a gangsta bitch!! --- gangsta bitch!!"

"who's you"

"to me a hustles chick, hustles chick"

"who knew"

"your momma, and daddy's 

everybody frigid in your family

pluss the last of all friends and there kin who around me"

"baby girl your pretty but i dont want it--

and if you want a kiss,- i'm telling you go to off it-

--im not on it--

                      -so come on--

                                             and lets play--

cuz i'm a player lady--

and thats tell the day i lay"

"OK"

                                   two diffrent recorded versions available through capone dub entertainment 805-610-2470

  

lyrick to the song " was if i wish" by point one (being sold on i tunes through eighthdemention)

(chorus)
I'm on the beaches in the Bahamas  with a bad bitch
baby girl said her name "was if i wish"
Marilyn- Monroe type
with thick thighs, and nice lips
perky pecan apple pussy
something give a nice kiss

lick your lips baby girl and let me see your world
aint your average, not that habit givin, livin type of squirrel
i'm not tryin to get a nut
its a race to climb the tree
you can come and ryde with me
have you safe on satin sheets

     "I'm- a -hustler"

all i need is playa passion asking me why-
besides your so fly
and i just think i realized?
between the light n light eyes
weather hazel, blue or green eye
red if points might get a taste of that ass
pass the flute of champaign
pour up n have a blast
crack a smile on your face
as the waves crash we taste
strawberry's by the case
on shorelines by the fifth
with the watter at our feet
and our hands as we wish

-baby girl-
                 i don't mean to be rude to ya
but your a pretty gods perfection
can i move to ya
hypnotic how you got me on it
you flaunt it, but never pawn it

and me- point one's doing his thing
you looken good n them jeans
just like all the watter we seen
to leave us tropically--eased
in this person'a of a playa like p
-two piece-,still creased-, one tone
with the sun on the palm tree's
mist to ya nose

we see the candy shes blowin
light tangerine, no seeds or stem's
from banana leaf -we roll one g'in-
sorry-hustle- no sin
it's just this life that i live
so we cant stop it for shiv
and i aint slowing for shit--
-i'm a grinder bitch
and your slowing, down my bustle-
and this muscle that i got i wont let it weaken for nothin
by the pools- of san-dro-pay
we can play all day
sip'in aliz'e in the hallways
poppen Cabern'et

-- "as i "--  

kiss you on your hand
to princess ring's on your finger
we got everything on credit or free
so no fever--
no worry
no problems
de- a- lema's been solved
since we walked through the bamboo gazee-bo that
--we on!

you a pretty field to play on- i'm here
first  ta  even odd's
secondary have you--taken off draw's
third i love but wont call-
so i got the camera off and its gone--
its amazing, how the light your eyes caught
when, it set on us all

leaving-- all in the dark

to forget feeling's
of romance and passion--- of which were both feeling

i'm just tryen to be that nigga you call on
or walk too--

mess with when tymes are resentful and hasty
"pay me"--"never"
for you i'm free, baby girl
your world, is my desire
with the passion it with holds
hold my hand, hear my lyrics
and ill take you too a land
where everything' is commit'ed
and your dreams are my command

or maybe a beautiful bomb shell in Tahiti
some one who sip's ripple
and comes straight out of bikinis
but i'm looking for a goddess/who resembles satisfaction
body, mynd ill trance you  soon as you look in her direction


(  and this muscle that i got, i wont let it weaken for nothin
( pluss this muscle that i got),
                                              by the pools of san-dro-pay we can play all day sippin alize in the hallways poppen Cabernet-)

lyfe~newday

and here we go again`

lyfe(

a day with out music, is a day without me~~   using blogspot to lay the verse down... and im off...

lyricks to "Ryde(the Cadillac anthem)

lyricks to the song -"ryde(the Cadillac anthem) track six off my album named single..


(chorus)

“It’s just me and my Cadillac

Candy painted coup

Rydin up side streets as were lookin for some loot

Sittin on chrome swanga’s pearl escents’ pitch black

Best partner on the globe

International

My Cadillac,”

            “Ooo’ it’s my Cadillac”

           “Yes, it’s my Cadillac”

          “Limo tent with leather seating”

           “Ooo , I love my Cadillac”

           “I know you see my Cadillac”

           “Me with my girls in back”

           “Besides all that ~ it’s just me in my Cadillac”

(Verse 1)

“Only partner~ won’t pick a side and die with me,

Trust me with his lyfe, do some tyme, and ryde with me,

Cover up all my tears when im sad , then cry with me

Shorties, you, ~ are the one that takes hard and makes easy,

Posted outside the club lookin up at gods evening

Scent smellin of th cushi aroma that im breathing

Speaking melo~matic melodies surrounding my feelings

From the jazz instrumental my mental your bleading

“yous a classy bitch”  !  “ yeah I said it shorty”

Crush velvet mink interior, your  air is blowing

Matching cardiair vine cap, where my head is goin

Ryding all through the dusk tell the dawn to see morning’

Won’t never love a girl, less she’s clean as Pirelli’s

Makin a sound lyke a lions roar, straight out a chevy

Twerk is~~ way to heavy

Only woman that ill trick on ~ only if I could get you pregnant

You’d be the best one

Broad don’t mynd picking whores up

Man her games tight

Bottom bitch is ready to pimp, then slide all night

Pack a pistol in her trunk

Cumber bun under tucked

Only one I couldn’t leave”

                        “That’s my Cadillac”

           (Bridge)

“Cadillac rollen~ pistol gripped tucked”

“Countin stacks I mash~ with my foot on the gass”

“triple gold spinnin~ three 60 on I-10”

“candy paint drippin ~ leave a trail for the pigs”

“smoking-rollen-sexen hoes ~ livin the lyfe”

“ryden~ drop top devil’s seven nines in three wheels”

“Put that ass in the air~ let it shake like a gee baby”

“No shit~ just persuade~ you can tease lady”

“Gang bang on your thick ass”

“I’m a straight up player”

“And I never hesitate~ to mash”

(Verse 2)

“I wake up every morning, steady thinking of my circumstances,

One ounce ~ two girls~ gets heavy how the world is turning,

I use to sell dope~ and ended up~ renting hookers’

The fiends are all the same ~ but only one drug can get cooked up,

I’ve got whores on track~ pushing they ass to the white trick,

For all the years they fucked us ~ now there getting screwed by black pimps,

           “I get up everymorning and I pimp these hookers”

           “I look over everymorning and I see my hookers”

            “Come on!!!”

         “I ~ aint never been that nigga who care “

          “You only mad at me ~ cuz you aint no play,a “

(Chorus)

“It’s just me and my Cadillac

Candy painted coup

Rydin up side streets as were lookin for some loot

Sittin on crome swanga’s pearl esscents pitch black

Best partner on the globe

International

My Cadillac,”

    “Ooo’ it’s my Cadillac”

           “Yes, it’s my Cadillac”

          “Limo tent with leather seating”

           “Ooo , I love my Cadillac”

           “I know you see my Cadillac”

           “Me with my girls in back”

           “Besides all that ~ it’s just me in my Cadillac”

                “In my Cadillac”

             

                

             “Candy painted coup~ swingin down side streets as s’where lookin for some loot”

                   “O~ it’s my Cadillac, candy painted coup”

                 “limo tent with leather seating”

                  “Oo~ I lovemy Cadillac”

lyfe

im tired of being friends to users...  im a hustler ,  i only get used  when theres something in it for points.. as this rain falls  on jan 2 2011  right before i light up this blunt  full of confadential cheese, and produce an instra.  im a try to say....  fuck all who dont like point one,  im a do me      and i dont,wont,and cant give a fuck about you!!!!!

lyfe(1/1/11)

im a set it off.........   before i twist n burn this ell   im a say my night..
ive been  m-i-a   for a whyle.....

fuck my nigga   im stuck... i was going to go on about  me getting pulled over and then  let go after they fynd pills  out of there propper container,   because  of a police fight...  im not mad   let me go...   i have 2 keep my job..            so whats  good america   lyfes hard  ... i need to get this  music shiv poppen... nobodys going to help...  so we gotta get it.....