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Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Lyrics To The Song “Salute” By Point One From The Album “Rythmic African Poetry” Written By Justin David Myers (Ascap) Published By Capone Dub Entertainment (Ascap) ©2012

(Intro)

“Hustle—

Hustle----

Hustle---

Hustle—

Hustle----

Hustle---

!!!Salute!!!!!

(Chours)

I Was Raised In The Game,

We Gon’ Hustle For Change,

Money,

The Profit,

Any Thing In Our Range,

What Ever I Say,

How Ever I Do,

Where Ever Im At,

Im Strapped With A Sac,

Money,

And Jewels,

Got These Girls On My Back,

(Verse One)

The Game Don’t Change Killa,

All We Did Was Traded In Our tommy Hilfiger,

Put On Our Army Fatigues,

Drillin’ Them Fake Nigga’s

Set Um Straight,

Or Crack Um Back,

Correct Um For Their Ways Playa,

(Bridge)

They Wanna Act Funny,

Treat Um Like Play Boy Bunnies,

Get Something Shoved In Um,

They Wanna Say Something,

Set Um Straight,

Or Crack Um Back,

Correct Um For Their Ways Killa

(Verse Two)

You Only Live Once,

Better Make It Worth Somethin’,

If You Don’t Do Somethin’,

That Bull Ish’s For The Birds Cousin,

Were Only ‘Bout Money And Women,

You Don’t Deserve Somethin’,

Keep Walking Up An,

You Gonna End Up Getting Hurt Blooded,

Salute Your lieutenant We In It,

Guinness Book Of Records,

With Pictures Right Next To Pimpin’,

The Women Respect It,

They Love It,

Every Tyme They Feel It,

And When We Aint With Um,

Were Told They Want It Every Minute,

!!!Salute!!!

(Instrumental Break)

(Verse Three)

The Worlds Been The Same,

Only The Faces Change,

Their Currency Goes Down,

When Myne Begins To Raise,

Don’t See Me Losin’ Pace,

I Only Win The Race,

Thanks For The Trophy Is The Only Thing Youll Hear From Me,

(Bridge)

They Wanna Act Funny,

Treat Um Lyke Play Boy Bunnies,

Put Something Deep In Um,

They Wanna Say Something,

Set Um Straight, Or Crack Um Back,

Correct Um For There Ways Killa

(Chorus)

I Was Raised In The Game,

We Only Hustle For Change,

Money,

The Profit,

Every Thing In Our Range,

What Ever We Say,

How Ever We Do,

Where Ever Were At,

Im Strapped With A Sac,

Money,

And Jewels,

Got These Girls On My Back,

(Verse Four)

Im Illmatic You Dumb Fagget,

I Cause Static,

So Drastic,

Illuminated In Night Cause I Have It,

Baby Girl This Is Music,

At Its Finest,

You Want To Join The Alliance,

Then Come Try This,

Your Highness ,

Respect And Loyalty Rules,

Ill Never Put You Through School,

You Have To Learn For Yourself ,

And Pay Due’s

Your Listening To Militia,

Military Commission,

Saluting Only For Presidential Recognition,

(Bridge)

They Want To Be Funny,

Treat Um Lyke Play Boy Bunnies,

Kiss Um And Keep Walkin’,

They Want To Say Something,

Set Um Straight Or Crack Um Back,

Correct Um For Their Ways Killa,

(Chorus)

I Was Raised In The Game,

We Only Hustle For Change,

Money,

The Profit,

Every Thing In Our Range,

What Ever We Say,

How Ever We Do,

Where Ever Were At,

Im Strapped With A Sac,

Money,

And Jewels,

Got These Girls On My Back,

!!!!So You Salute!!!!!!

!!!!Salute!!!”

---End---

Lyrics To The Song “Some Tymes” By Point One From The Album “Rythmic African Poetry” Written By Justin David Myers (Ascap) Published By Capone Dub Entertainment (Ascap) ©2012

(Chorus)

“Im From The Home Of The Angels,

The House Of The Lakers,

The Spot Of The Dodgers,

Surrounded By Gangsters,

In The Golden State,

From The Bay To Diego,

Lopez Lake On Up To nacimiento,

From Raw To Cars,

Ron To Draws,

Two Hundred Dollars For Sheets On My Walls,

One Hundred Dollars A Month For My Paws,

To Stay Iced Up,

Got Me Looking Lyke Don Juan,

(Instrumental Crash)

(Verse One)

Forget Peace Keepin,

I Love More To Blow Your Head Off,

Im Black Adolf, For All You Crackers That I Hate On,

Young And Militant,

With A Finger That’s A Trigger Itch,

Got A Steady Twitch,

Sign My Name On The Bullets,

I Feel Like Money,

Got My Head On The Grynd,

Nine Tymes Out Of Ten Im A Go An Get Mine,

The Other 5,

Im A Go For My Family,

Don’t Doubt Me,

You Might Be The Next One Of My Casualties,

Dressed In Brocade, Lace And Gossamer,

At The Venetian,

Readin’ The Tale Of Four Seasons,

(Instrumental Break)

Im In The Lyfe Of Steady Southern California Dreamin’,

Thinkin’ Of Partys, Money, Weed And Ways To Keep It,

Whyle All These Niggas Steady Skeaming,

I Live Days To Get To Nights,

Cuz All I Want To Do Is See The Weekend,

(Instrumental Break)

I’ve Got Too Much Tyme For Me Not To Get Payed,

Sittin’ On Too Many Rymes For Me Not To Get Laid,

(Instrumental Break)

(Chorus)

The Home Of The Angels,

The House Of The Lakers,

The Spot Of The Dodgers,

Surrounded By Gangsters,

In The Golden State,

From The Bay To Diego,

Lopez Lake On Up To nacimiento,

From Raw To Cars,

Ron To Draws,

Two Hundred Dollars For Sheets On My Walls,

One Hundred Dollars A Month For My Paws,

To Stay Iced Up,

Got Me Looking Lyke Don Juan,

(Instrumental Piano Riff/Break)

Im From,

The House Of The Lakers,

The Spot Of The Dodgers,

Surrounded By Gangsters,

In The Golden State,

From The Bay To Diego,

Lopez Lake On Up To nacimiento,

From Raw To Cars,

Ron To Draws,

Two Hundred Dollars For Sheets On My Walls,

One Hundred Dollars A Month For My Paws,

To Stay Iced Up,

Got Me Looking Lyke Don Juan,

(Verse Two)

She Told Me That She’s Got A Man,

But He Don’t Really Matter,

I Told Her Point One And My Rap Games The Badest,

I Said I Had Tyme,

So There Aint No Need To Rush It,

The Next Few Bars Im A Give My Introduction,

I Grew Up In The Cali-Foe

Where I Pack Calicoes,

Sell Dope And Handle Hoes,

Strippers I Manage Those,

Ryden In Exotic Cars,

Sporten All The Fynest Clothes,

Smokin’ On The Best A Drow,

Loven All The Girls At Shows,”

---End---

Lyrics To The Song “Something 4 The Soul” By Point One From The Album “Rythmic African Poetry” Written By Justin David Myers (Ascap) Published By Capone Dub Entertainment (Ascap) ©2012

(Intro)

“You Know What Tyme It Is….

Chears!!!!!

(Verse One)

The Heats Hot Out Here Momma,

How You Want Me To Start It?,

Fifth Gear,

Grabben’ Your Left Leg Getting Naughty,

You Told Me Of Desperate Conversations Needing A Party,

And Im Envisioning That Ass In Something Slinky Retarded ,

So Pardon Me Miss. Can I Get A ,

Taste A That?

I Don’t Mynd If Your Thin, Thick, Middle Or Fat,

We Can Toast On A Philippian Beach ,

In The Back Of A Lac,

Whyle Smoken Blunts, Dipped In This Cognac,

You Know That,

Top Dropped In Kodak,

Stars Out

An Roll Dat,

I Told You That I Love You But I Never Want A Hold That,

And After Ever See You Again,

You Naw A Mean,

Im A Hustla,

The Goals Either Brake Eve Or Split Cheeks,

Watch Im A Do It Baby,

One More ‘Gin So Brake The Pen,

Lyke The Bed .

Or The Swing We On Cumpin Untell We End,

Im A Come Just Show Me You Did,

And Then Im Out,

Baby Girls Wheres The Couch,

Switch Angles And Go South,

Kiss Me On My Hand Bitch,

Im A Playa From The Country Side,

Manicured, And Braided Up,

Worked Out Pluss Bus Rydin’,

Hog Tyin’, Tree Burnin’, Dough Slangen,

Money Making, Ho ,

Slumpin,

Never,

But Get Naked For Investigatin’,

Me,

Point One,

You,

It Really Don’t Matter,

You Six Two With Breast Out,

Got Four Friends Beside Her,

Im A Ryder Tell The Ending,

Or Untell Im Up Inside Her,

Man She Said Her Tummy Tickle,

On Some Sensual Suduction,

So Her Stomach Started Rubbing,

As Im Thrustin’ Up In Softness,

Try An Think Of Ways To Pleasure Twist And Taste Her Foreign,

Point’s A Freak,

Coma sutra,

Put A Foot In My Mouth,

Swipe Hard Baby Girl,

S ‘why We Ryde To My House,

And Whyle We There We Can Do Anything That You Wish In Your Mind,

The Names Point One,

Introduce Myself, Deep To Your Spine,

An Ear Gasm From The Melody’s In Each Of These Lynes,

To Feed The Smile On Your Face,

As We rehears In The Light,

Sparks Fly From The Ignition,

Lyke The Fourth Of July,

To Set It Off We Set It Up,

For The Next Day That You Pop,

What You Drink, Hows Your Credit,

And Whats The Job That You Got,

Point’s I’ll Never Sex A Floozy,

Capone Dub Ent.’s On My Heart,

And It’s a Beautifull Day In The Southern Half Of California,

Where Playas Make Money Swell And If Needed To Go Sell Boulders,

Got,

Girls In Bikini’s Skin Tone To Match The Sand,

Tans Shades Orange/Blue To Match The Beach In Japan,

Sippin’ Tropical Liq-Essence, Mixed With Music And Light,

Fade The Glair Off The Tint,

Smoke Fillin’ Burgandy Pipes,

Hit The Air In Aroma Dead And Vicious In Fate,

To Take The Water To The Face, Wake To This Grace That Were Gave,

With The Palm Tree’s Blowin And Our Mink With Leather Touchin Our Head,

Baby Girl Said That She Loves It In Bed,

So Lay Down Under Waves, Take A Crash With Ease,

And Please,

The Beast,

That’s In Your Dreams,

That Be Me,

!!!!AMAGIN!!!!

(Bridge)

(Breath) Oooo Weee

You Cant Say you Don’t Love Me,

Tryin Tell You baby,

That’s When I Take That Breath,

See It Feels Good,

I Aint Never Seen A Girl Lyke You With Eyes Lyke That,

And They Aint Even Blue Lyke Water,

Pick It Up Point One,

Capone Dub E-N-T Lets Ryde…..

(Verse Two)

So I Cant Ever Tell You Anything About Your Self,

Who You?

And Me,

Me,

I Don’t Really Want To Know,

Ive Seen Glass Before,

And Grabbed Cash To Go,

The Same Ice For Rolls,

It Aint Had Me Froze,

I Wish,

I Was Cold Sides This Trick Game I Know,

My Glass Wont Shyne In The Sun Rays No More,

Stole Na…

So I Took It To The Jeweler Last Week,

And Got It Back On The Fifth,

Lookin Whiter Than Teeth,

Burnin Heavy On That Cheech Marin ,

Is It A Sin,

Got A Cup Filled With Yac, Vodca, Juice And Gen,

Her Maiden Names Marie ,

On The Stage Goes By Jane,

Say,

All Know Her Name But She Don’t Want Fame,

She Said Her Life Isnt Nothin’,

With Out Light To Flame,

So I Put Her On My Lap Commenced The Eye To Bang,

Whats Your Name Baby Girl And Can I Get That Dair,

Im A Player,

Capone Dub E-N-T, Point One’s Right Here,

In 8-D ,

(Outro)

Capone Dub E-N-T,

Eight D,

Point One

Signing Out…..”

---End---

Lyrics To The Song “Supreme Dialogue” By Point One From The Album “Rythmic African Poetry” Written By Justin David Myers (Ascap) Published By Capone Dub Entertainment (Ascap) ©2012

(Chorus)

“It Was The Fifteenth Of July,

The Spark In Her Eye,

She’s Asking Me Why?

I Say I Love Her Too…

The Way That We Talk,

The Step In Her Walk,

Her Smile On Her Face,

My Warmin’ Embrace,

The Way That Lovers Do,

Holdin’ Our Hands,

Talk About Plans,

Its All In Romance,

So Now When I Ask,

Do You Love Me Boo?

We Look At Our Past,

The Things That We Had,

She Casually Ask’s……..

You Call That Love To You?

(Instrumental Break)

Is That Love?

(Instrumental Break)

(Verse One)

So Now Im All On My Lonely Without My Homie,

All My Homeboys Are Phony,

Aint None Of My Cromies,

My Home girls Know That Im Doggin’ Um Out Slowly,

Think Im Using Um For Sex,

But Its Emotional Only,

So Whats A Playa To Do,

Recycle, Re-use,

Go Buy Some New Shoes,

Or Come And Cry To You,

Rather Write How Im A Chosen Few,

Pick You Up,

And Put The Dimples On Your Face,

Is What I Love To Do,

(Instrumental Break)

Now That’s Love!!!!!!

(Instrumental Break)

(Verse Two)

There Could Never Be A Girl Lyke You,

Too Cool,

Way Smart,

So Beautifull,

But I Hurt You,

Now Im The Dumb Fool,

Who Gets To See You With Another Man,

His Dreams Come Tru,

My Kingdom’s Shattered,

And You’re the Queen Who Made Me Lose,

All The Ruby’s And Jewels Cant Amount To You,

I Dream About Your Face,

When Im Lying Next To You,

Now It’s a Night Mare,

So I Wake Up Sweatin’ Too…

(Instrumental Break)

You Know Im Always Here For You Right?

(Instrumental Break)

(Verse 3)

How Can A Person Get His Best Friend Back,

The Only One In The World,

Who Knows Where Im At,

This Might Not Be A Rap,

But Its Truth And Facts,

Enough Reality For You Have A Heart Attack,

Im Losing Love,

Lost My Mind And Space,

I Don’t Mind The Taste,

Its Bitter,

Spit It Right In My Face,

I Don’t Blame Ya Babe,

I Belong,

In A Cage,

With The Animals,

Locked Down ,

Four Years Up State,

I Deserve The Consequences Of All I’ve Done,

From Hurtin’ Your Heart,

To Selling Boo Koo Drugs,

Your Not The Only One,

Did It,

Lyke A Thug,

But Now Im Hurtin’ Inside,

Cuz Your My One True Love,

Now I Lost You Over Some Bull ‘Ish I Sung,

Leavin’ No Do Overs Lyke Select And Pause,

I Could Think Of You,

Dream On Your Pictures And Love,

Call Your Phone Up,

Just To Hear You Voice Mail On,

But I Lost Ya…..,

(Instrumental Break)

(Chorus)

It Ends,

The Fifteenth Of July,

The Spark In Her Eye,

She’s Asking Me Why?

I Say I Love Her Too…

The Way That We Talk,

The Step In Her Walk,

Her Smile On Her Face,

My Warmin’ Embrace,

The Way That Lovers Do,

Holdin’ Our Hands,

Talk About Plans,

Its All In Romance,

So Now When I Ask,

Do You Love Me Boo?

We Look At Our Past,

The Things That We Had,

She Casually Ask’s……..

You Call That Love To You?

(Outro)

And I Still Love Ya Baby….

And Im Always Ganna Miss Ya…,

I Still Have Dreams Of Ya,”

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