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Real Ones
03:29
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Real Ones
Lyrics by Pierre Brian Imart
(Verse)
I heard the MC's like it, the DJs drop it,
The players with a pool can't take a dive without my record,
I never told myself, nor somebody else,
What it feels when I remember having bugging health.
My parents told me : "We're really sorry, we really love you"
But I'm puking on me
Good vibes bringing on the good vibes
I get apologies for my pathologies thinking
The life we live is filled with this, you give a kiss,
You realize having love is bliss,
It goes 1 for the homies living up in the south
2 for family living love in the house
I getz down to it, my rhymes goin' do it,
3 is for the little that for the music
And I getz down to it, my rhymes goin' do it
Live for the music now
(Chorus)
Wait a minute or 70 years
We don't mind doing whatever this is,
Feeling good now I can see you're loving,
Let it slip down money will be coming
Abandoning yeah you better ignore,
A funky tune happens better indoors
Keep on rocking heaven should know
Real ones never go below
(Chorus)
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Double Double
Lyrics by Pierre Brian Imart and Odd Man Black
Pierre:
I start rapping to the tap and keep on tapping to the rap,
There ain't a trap inside my rap unless you crap because it's flatulence
My rap ain't fast but it's effective like an ambulance
I drop the bomb I keep it hot they call it fabulous
I keep it going, you toss the coin,
The beat is bumping I got something till the break of dawn,
Low on the what? My feet are jumping
Low on the kick, high on the snare, my vocals bumping
I give the rubber to the lover, let the mother to recover,
Find a cover for the governor another summer?
I helped my friends getting out of trouble
And tell my girl to take another double double
take another double double x5
Odd Man Black:
Mental state we regulate, racing down the interstate, transcending transgressions, catch the riddim don't be late. Drop ill ties, meet your fate; carnal exercise profit nothing, seek the real king; the spirit of God exist in every living thing, keep the faith.
While Several devils attacking since I was born, but man a real souljah set to war without a gun with YodHey-Wav-Hey Beth NunSofit YodHey-Wav-Hey, The Holy One!!
Giving praise to the Most High YodHey-Wav-Hey, Yahweh everyday!
Clarks Bowling Club
Sovereign Music Movement
Odd Man Black
- this is that.
Live Session! x2
As your bopping your head, and your feeling the saxophone, your feeling the drums, your feeling the piano. Just be thankful for everything you have in this day. That's why they call it the present.
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Monroe
Lyrics by Pierre Imart, Zaya Solange and Abiyshai Yisrael (Odd Man Black).
Zaya Solange:
Most of the time, I don't know what is wanted from me,
You make no sense at all (make no sense),
But that's alright, you just do what you got to do baby,
And I just keep my shit, moving along.
I've sitting here thinking why
You'd come back and try to write a new verse to a brand new style
I've been sitting here thinking why
You come here and try to write, with a bottle in hand you're wasting my time.
Pierre Imart:
So have it your way, put trouble on my mind,
I'm happy to say, my love's by my side
This feeling's got me thinking baby
I wonder who's the hypocrite x2
So what do you think just happened today?
I was walking in the street with my lady,
I was talking to her sweet here she goes
Yapping on, tapping on, like I didn't want to fall for her.
I just don't know nothing to say
How can I give up on my lady
Why can't I keep walking alone like Marilyn Monroe.
Odd Man Black:
Character like a royal is how she came to the earth.
Blessed in the scriptures proverbs 31st,
Scheming with the devil had me gone with the curse,
But me without you my life would be worst.
But as the world turns and suns rise in the East
Yahweh wash us both clean so we can dine on his feast.
My Adamic roots will grow Yahweh’s law in your mind,
Peruse this deepened love and surely you'll find
That wisdom of old that you can turn to gold,
That wisdom of old to testify to your soul.
My lady walk tall and clothe yourself,
Keep your composure under spiritual hell.
Adorned in white, formed in light, Yahweh’s voice is the path to right choices.
My lady love come uptop, why... Cause you're rolling with Odd Man Black!
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Walk On By
Lyrics by Pierre Brian Imart and Zaya Solange.
Pierre:
Take it to the max x9
Walk on by
I'm a cursed flirt, a purp toker
I'm always first to burst at bluffing during poker
Now I'm a joker. Haven't you heard?
I smoke the dopest dope there is,
Fact is, for people money's really all there is.
Would you define it as a mockery,
That I tore the score playing stupid at monopoly,
I win to see, if money can be good to me,
With a step back, I think back
I believe that I'm becoming someone bad,
Losing everything is really making me feel mad,
I'm lethal, not pretending to be legal,
I'm realistic like a never-ending sequel,
I'm peaceful and mystical
Not one of those people that beat you for your biscuit x2
Zaya:
(lyrics coming soon)
*vocalizing*
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My Uncle Charly
04:01
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My Uncle Charly
Lyrics by Pierre Brian Imart.
(Chorus)
This sound's another way, to talk about,
My frown is gonna stay, without a doubt,
Packed your things they'll go away defeated,
They'll back back to get you
You let them tripping on that wretched feeling,
Just do as you're used to
(Verse)
It's like in the movies, ain't it? A long life edit
Positive vibes on my mind, can you dig it?
Make the bass bounce put the thoughts on pause
Don't be the opposite of activist when you don't know the cause
Say what right is dissed, my fights exist,
Pass your message to the followers, they're class dismissed
Is there a problem with humanity?
People pushing people out the light with one aim is to be seen.
(Verse 2)
My Uncle Charly keep patrolling, puts the men down
I stayed to rolling and rolling with my hands down (x4)
My Uncle Charly keeps patrolling, puts the men down
I stayed to rolling, rolling, rolling with my hands down
My Uncle Charly Charly trolling, puts the men down
I stayed to rolling and rolling with my hands down
(Chorus) x2
My Uncle Charly keep patrolling, puts the men down
I stayed to rolling and rolling with my hands down (x2)
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Getz Down
03:43
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Getz Down
Lyrics by Pierre Imart.
(skat)
I know you feel it, deep inside your bones
When I look into your eyes girl,
It's like everyday's about to get a little crazy,
day's about to get a little crazy x3
Won't you getz down, won't you getz down for me x4
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Je t'aime (outro)
01:14
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Je t'aime
Lyrics by Loïc Marchat.
À toi public, toi qui m'écoute, qui nous écoute, qui nous regarde,
Qui sait apprécier la valeur des choses justes et des choses vraies.
À toi public, qui nous entraine vers l'avant, qui nous fait croire à un futur meilleur,
Qui nous fait croire à une musique vraie, profonde et qui vient du coeur.
Alors à toi public, toi public qui vogue de page en page,
Qui tourne les pages d'un livre,
Comme s'il s'agissait de simples bateaux voguant sur une mer des brûmes,
Et la brûme, qu'est-ce que c'est la brûme?
C'est seulement le brouillard qui cache la véritable raison de l'existance,
L'amitié fraternelle d'un monde uni,
D'un monde où chacun, chacune pourrait voyager,
Pourrait s'expatrier de sa propre patrie.
Alors je te le dis public,
Je t'aime
Je t'aime tellement, tu me fais vivre, tu me fais vibrer, tu me fais respirer,
Et grâce à toi on est devenus des gens bien, des gens vrais,
Des gens qui aimont le goût du risque.
On a appris à rire, on a appris à pleurer,
On a appris le goût des soirs d'été,
On a appris le printemps, on a appris l'hiver,
On a appris à rire autour d'un verre.
Et ça, c'est quelque chose...
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