You Don't Need a Ticket

Picking up passengers coast to coast.

But now I think I'm able to carry on.

We should be able to see 11/4/08 by now, my brothers and sisters, all the way there.

Who say that?

your rap inspired me to eat marissa's egg roll out of the fridge just now. no euphemisms here. she's gonna be pissed tomorrow.

Oh water, voice of my heart, crying in the sand

The oceans, my brothers and sisters, the oceans.

Calypso Blues

Sittin’ by the ocean, me heart she feels so sad.
Sittin’ by the ocean, me heart she feels so sad.
Don’t got the money to take me back to Trinidad.

In Trinidad one dollar buy
Papaya juice, banana pie,
Six coconuts, one female goat
And plenty fish to fill the boat,
One bushel bread, one barrel wine
And all the town she comes to dine.
But here is bad. One dollar buy
Cup of coffee, ham on rye

Me throat she sick from necktie.
Me feet she hurts from shoes.
Me pocket full of empty.
I got calypso blues.

These yankee girls give me big scare
Is black they roots? Is blonde they hair?
Her eyelash false, her face is paint,
And I could swear the girl she ain’t

She jitterbug when she should waltz.
I even think her name is false.
Calypso girl is good alot.
Is what you see, is what she got.

Sittin’ by the ocean because she feels so sad.
Sittin’ by the ocean because she feels so sad.
Don’t got the money to take me back to Trinidad.

Once, by Mona Baptiste.

Masta Historiographer and Polyphonist

'S what I'm talking 'bout. Find me some more. Tie 'em all together, you got it. Who all da madmen you'll find there with 'em?

I loves you, porgy,
Don't let him take me
Don't let him handle me
And drive me mad
If you can keep me
I wanna stay here with you forever
And Ill be glad

Can't you hear the little chiming bells like little angel wings. Can't dance to it.

Click here.

Stones in My Passway

Still collecting my sh*t. But when it comes, you're gonna feel it.