Twinkle Twinkle
Artist: jazzy jeff & fresh prince
I'm not a
I'm not a
I'm not a
I'm not a
---chorus---
I'm not a
Twinkle twinkle little star
Come on y'all i aint no
Yes you are
Up above the clouds so high
No not me i'm just a regular guy
Twinkle twinkle little star
Come on y'all i aint no
Yes you are
Up above the clouds so high
No not me i'm just a regular guy
---chorus---
Star light star so bright
First star that i see tonight
I wish that i may, wish that i might
Rip the rhyme just right
Now you all know how the old story goes
He went from rags to riches and changed as he goes
To me that scenario doesn't apply my friend
'cause i'm the same guy i've always been
Jj fp one on one free
M-o-v-i-e tv and cd
Knew you left brand new on the radio
Step on the scene and the crowd screams daddio
What? a star hats quite in anology
I don't think you and i should be described astrologicaly
I told jeffrey buy me a car
He don't treat me any differently
---chorus---
Lets take a trip down memory lane
You know back before everybody knew my name
Before all the jewelry the fame and the cheers
When i was just the kid with the big old ears
In west philadelphi born and raised
That's the phrase you hear on mondays
But lets get a little bit deeper than that
Back when jeff was on the scratchback
And i was on the rap
I used to buy records at this audio store
I barely had a dime when i walked out the door
I tried to get a break but they could never seem to cut me
Now i've got the money and they wanna give me stuff for free
That's somethin that i'll never understand
Yo i can afford it give the break to the next man
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As We Go
Artist: dj jazzy jeff and the fresh prince
{*jazzy jeff cuts and scratches slick rick*
As we go a little somethin like this, hit it!}
[fresh prince]
Now lets get this party, started off the right way
Oww and hoe I think the crowd might say
When were on stage you know you cant resist
{as we go a little somethin like this, hit it!}
Im the ultimate, and thats all I can say
I sat down for about eight hours a day
Tryin to figure out the proper description of me
And I came to the decision that
Theres no one syllable or phrase
That can adequately describe this new craze
But Ill sum it up in one sentence, lets see
Ok, Ive got it, all praise me!
Yup -- thats about the size of it
I know it sounds kinda strange, doesnt it?
But when were on the stage you know you cant resist
{as we go a little somethin like this, hit it!}
{*jazzy jeff cuts and scratches slick rick*
As we go a little somethin like this, hit it!}
[fresh prince]
It was a friday afternoon if I remember it correctly
But I cant quite recall the time exactly
But it was somewhere around, two or three or four
Oh forget it, lets just go on
Anyway I stepped out of school
Sneaks were gucci shirt was polo and my pockets were full
Blew some kisses to the girlies cause I like to tease
They started chantin my name, I said, ladies.. please!
I grabbed my friends and hopped in my benz
Grabbed on martini and rossi passed out to my posse
Things were lookin good, I had plans for later on
Plans for donna michelle, plans for stacy leshaun
Word! I was ready, I wonder if jeffs home
Let me give him a call, on my car phone
Yo jeff, whats shakin? coolin, whassup?
Girlies Im with it, come pick me up!!!
I caught up with ready on the way to jeffs
A whole carload of girlies and they all was def
We walked into jeffs and said, girls, you cant resist
{as we go a little somethin like this, hit it!}
{*jazzy jeff cuts and scratches slick rick*
As we go a little somethin like this, hit it!}
[fresh] yo jeff man, are you with me?
{jeff scratches.. hit it!}
[fresh] I didnt hear you man, are you with me?
{jeff scratches.. hit it!}
[fresh] Im with it to get busy!
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Brand New Funk
Artist: dj jazzy jeff and the fresh prince
[fresh prince]
Its new, its out of the ordinary
Its rather extrordinary, so yo bust this commentary
A literary, genius, and a superior beat creator
Have come together, and we made a
Musical composition which we think is a remedy
To cure all the dance floors thats empty
You wanna dance? we got what you want
Jazzy jeff and fresh prince bustin out with the brand new funk
It was kind of an accident, the way that it happened
One day I was rappin, and on the beat, jeff was backin me up
And all of a sudden, he brought in a cut
And I dropped my microphone and said, what the...?
Hold up, jeff, wait a minute, play it
He just smiled and said, yeah def aint it?
It was {funky} it made wanna {get, get down!}
And we knew almost at once it was the {brand new funk}
So we continued to listen to it
And we knew it was def when I started rappin to it
So I gave a hi-five to jeff
And without hesitation popped in my cassette
I took it home that night, and analyzed it
Rewound the tape over and over, and memorized it
That friday, we went to the club
And out and out cold tore it up!
You shoulda seen the people dancin and shakin and movin and jumpin
And spinnin and clappin, while the beatboxin was groovin
And screamin and yellin while on the microphone I was flowin
Fresh rhymes I was showin, the people say, yo keep goin
So I continued to rock, while jeff was on the beatbox
Special assistance from my homeboy ready rock
People barged just to get up front
To get a birds eye view of what we call the brand new funk
Yo jeff! {rock the beat}
Yo jeff! {rock the beat}
Yo jeff! {rock the beat}
* jazzy jeff cuts and scratches *
Yo jeff! {rock the beat}
Yo jeff! {rock the beat}
Yo jeff! {rock the beat with your hands..}
* jazzy jeff cuts and scratches *
Now get funky with the beat!
* jeff starts spinning backwards *
Now turn it all around!
The most original, amazing, astounding, miraculous
Remarkable, startling, sensational, stupendous
Music, that has ever been created
Is ours - but believe me it was complicated
But we have done it, so now we can breathe
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Nightmare On My Street
Artist: dj jazzy jeff & the fresh prince
Now I have a story that Id like to tell
About this guy you all know he had me scared as hell
He comes to me at night after I crawl into bed
Hes burnt up like a weenie and his name is fred
He wears the same hat and sweater every single day
And even if its hot outside he wears it anyway
Hes home when Im awake but he shows up when I sleep
I cant believe that theres a nightmare on my street
It was a saturday evening if I remember it right
And we had just gotten back off tour last night
So the gang and I thought that it would be groovey
If we summoned up the posse and done rushed the movie
I got angie
Jeff got tina
Ready rock got some girl Id never seen in my life
That was all right because the lady was chill
Then we dipped to the theater set to ill
We saw elm street and man it was def
And everything seemed all right when we left
But when I got home and laid down to sleep
That began the nightmare, but on my street
It was burning in my room like an oven
My bed soaked with sweat
And man I was bugging
I checked the clock and it stopped at 12:30
It had melted it was so darn hot
And I was thirsty
I went downstairs to grab some juice or a coke
Flipped the tv off, and then I almost choked
When I heard this awful voice coming from behind
It said, you got my favorite letter but now you must die
Man, I aint even wait to see who it was
Broke inside my drawers and screamed, so long, cuz
Got halfway up the block
I calmed down and stopped screaming
Then thought, oh, I get it, I must be dreaming
I strolled back home with a grin on my grill
I think that since this is a dream I might as well get ill
I walked in the house, the big bad fresh prince
But freddy killed all that noise real quick
He grabbed me by my neck and said
Heres what well do
We gotta lotta work here, me and you
The souls of your friends you and I will claim
Youve got the body and Ive got the brain
I said, yo fred
I think you got me all wrong
I aint partners with nobody with nails that long
Look, Ill be honest man, this team wont work
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Song of Wink Star
The Song of Wink Star
a happy story for children of all ages
story and text © Raj Arumugam, June 2008
☼ ☼
☼ Preamble
Come…children all, children of all ages…sit close and listen…
Come and listen to this happy story of the stars and of life…
Come children of the universe, children of all nations and of all races, and of all climates and of all kinds of space and dimensions and universes…
Come, dearest children of all beings of the living universe, come and listen to The Song of Wink Star…
Come and listen to this story, this happy story…listen, as the story itself sings to you…
Sit close then, and listen to the story that was not made by any, or written by a poet, or fashioned by grandfathers and grandmothers warming themselves at the fire of burning stars…
O dearest children all, come and listen to the story that lives
of itself, and that glows bright and happy….
Come…children all, children of all ages, come and listen to this happy story, the story so natural and smooth as life, as it sings itself to you….
☼ The Song of Wink Star
a happy story for children of all ages
☼ 1
Night Child, always so light and gentle, slept on a flower.
And every night, before he went to sleep, he would look up at the sky.
He would look at the eastern corner, five o’clock.
And there he would see all the stars in near and distant galaxies that were only visible to the People of Star Eyes.
Night Child was one of the People of Star Eyes. And so he could see the stars. And of all the stars he could see, he loved to watch Wink Star.
Wink Star twinkled and winked and laughed.
Every night Wink Star did that. Winked and laughed.
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The Loves of the Angels
'Twas when the world was in its prime,
When the fresh stars had just begun
Their race of glory and young Time
Told his first birth-days by the sun;
When in the light of Nature's dawn
Rejoicing, men and angels met
On the high hill and sunny lawn,-
Ere sorrow came or Sin had drawn
'Twixt man and heaven her curtain yet!
When earth lay nearer to the skies
Than in these days of crime and woe,
And mortals saw without surprise
In the mid-air angelic eyes
Gazing upon this world below.
Alas! that Passion should profane
Even then the morning of the earth!
That, sadder still, the fatal stain
Should fall on hearts of heavenly birth-
And that from Woman's love should fall
So dark a stain, most sad of all!
One evening, in that primal hour,
On a hill's side where hung the ray
Of sunset brightening rill and bower,
Three noble youths conversing lay;
And, as they lookt from time to time
To the far sky where Daylight furled
His radiant wing, their brows sublime
Bespoke them of that distant world-
Spirits who once in brotherhood
Of faith and bliss near ALLA stood,
And o'er whose cheeks full oft had blown
The wind that breathes from ALLA'S throne,
Creatures of light such as still play,
Like motes in sunshine, round the Lord,
And thro' their infinite array
Transmit each moment, night and day,
The echo of His luminous word!
Of Heaven they spoke and, still more oft,
Of the bright eyes that charmed them thence;
Till yielding gradual to the soft
And balmy evening's influence-
The silent breathing of the flowers-
The melting light that beamed above,
As on their first, fond, erring hours,-
Each told the story of his love,
The history of that hour unblest,
When like a bird from its high nest
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Hes The Dj....
Artist: dj jazzy jeff & the fresh prince
(put your hands together, welcome fresh prince and jazzy jeff)
Mic check, yall ready to have a party out there?
I cant hear you, is brooklyn ready to have a party out there?
Before we get started here
Id like to pay a couple respects to the people
That made me what I am today
All the people I used to listen to while I was growing up
Put your hands together for grand master caz and mellie mel
Let me hear it back there, for grand master caz and mellie mel
Id like to pay my repsects to mr. magic, dj red alert
You know Im a young boy, Im just coming up, you know, starting to do this
Im 17 years old and gonna do what I wanna do up here, right?
But before I do what I wanna do I wanna know is brooklyn in the place?
Brooklyns out there, bedsty? wheres bedsty at?
Ready, yeah? we gonna get started like this
And you know it, you know it
Everybdoy put your hands in the air
Let me see you put your hands in the air
If you came to have a party right now
Everybody let me hear you say hooooo
Say ho ho
Now all the ladies
All the ladies in the house say owwww
Say owwww
Ya dont stop
Homeboys make some noise
Let me hear you say yeaaa
Say hell ya
Say brooklyn rocks the spot
Let me hear it
Louder, say brooklyn rocks the spot
Let me hear it
And you know it, you know it
Are yall down with the beats
My dj jazzy jeff is throwing on all the def beats
I wanna let yall know this is my dj
Thats going by the code of jazzy jeff
In a little while, yall gonna check out the human lyndrum
Ready rock c, but right now, everybody out there
I want everybody out there thats ugly
All the ugly people be quiet
All the filthy, stinky, nasty people be quiet
All the homeboys that got aids be quiet
All the girls out there that dont like guys, be quiet
Hold on, wait a minute
All the girls that dont like guys be quiet
You know it
Cause see, what we like to do is we perform, right?
We like to see how much noise the people can make, right?
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I Wanna Rock
Aright you ready
You rollin right
We rollin aright
Yo in the place to be
About this time
DJ Jazzy Jeff and yours truly the fresh prince in the house
We bout to get busy ol skool style
Yo jazzy on the wheels me on the m-i-c
Lets seewe got a couple of new additions
Sumthin new age
We got little john on the d-r-u-m-s get busy
Aight
On the keys my man james what you doing back there
Oh yeah
So we about to do it a little sumthin like this
Aight jeff back to the ol skool lets do it
Now I'm the prince and that's jazzy jeff
We shown for years that we are def
So heres some more for ya'll to just come get it
Rip the wheels j, hit it
Yeah we going back to the ol skool
We got dj jazzy jeff on the wheelz
We got to show em we got to show em the way it used to get done man
We got to show them the way it used to get done jazzy
Yo rip it up for a bit give em a little scratch make it funky fresh
Cause you know you the dopest that ever did it man
The worlds supreme dj dj jazzy jeff
That's how I like it
That's how I like it
See a lot of djs came out trying to do what jeff started see
But jeff is the man the lord supreme on the wheelz of steel
Yo jazzy get busy for em
Get busy for em man
Yeah haha
That's my man going down
Haha
(I wanna rock right now)
Say what jeff
(I wanna rock right now)
What you wanna do
(I wanna rock right now)
What you wanna do jeff
(I wanna rock right now)
What you wanna do jeff
(I wanna rock right now)
cant hear you(I wanna rock right now)
one more time j(I wanna rock right now)
say it one more time j(I wanna rock right now)
get busy for em(I wanna rock right now)
say what jeff(I wanna rock right now
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Pump Up The Bass
Artist: dj jazzy jeff and the fresh prince
[fresh prince]
In the place to be
Dj jazzy jeff and yours truly the fresh prince
Ay jeff, do me a favor, give em just a lil touch of the bass
Not a lot, just a lil touch jeff
Word word
Ay jeff do me a favor man, jazz it up
Now bring it all back
Yo man now break it down and let me go for mine
When I first started out, jeff used to come to my house
Just as soon as school let out, he used to
Come to my crib, and you know what we did?
We bugged out like two little kids, word
Jeff on the wheels, and me on the m.i.c.
A better combination there could never be
So lets go back, for old times sake
Yo jeff! (what? ) pump up the bass!
I . like . my . music . loud!
The volume, pumpin, the kickdrum thumpin
The people jumpin, up out there seats
When this record comes on, you think somethings wrong
The bass is too strong
You dont have to check your record, its not defective
Its just the way we wanted it, pump it, get it?
We like it loud, strong like a magnum force
I am the lyricist, jeff is the rhythm source
This combination, is virtually omnipotent
That means invincible, you know, dominant
So dont you cross our path, just stay out our face
Or well knock you down, pump up the bass!
Yo jeff man, how bout a funky scratch
Now get funky with it
Now bring in the snare
Now break it down and bring it all back to me
Now pump up the bass!
Im hyped -- psyched up
And Im flowin, so come on lets go in
To the next segment, of this hip-hop fantasy
You say this cant be happening, why cant it be?
Its an equation, mathematically correct
Its jeff + prince, equals, hit records
Sounds too easy? word, I know it does
You wanna know why? well yo its cause
Me and jeff, oh, jeff and i, excuse me
Blend like kool-aid, and flow like an uzi
Thats why we cant be taken or broken or braken, whatever
And if you think we can, youre mistaken, were clever
Cause all we did to make this record a hit
Was turn down the treble, pump up the bass kit
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So Fresh
*Let's listen to this dramatic show which was popular in the early days of radio*
*So fresh*
haha haha uh yeah Jazzy Jeff Fresh Prince and a
Jazzy Jeff Fresh prince and a
Uh little taste of the ol skool
Jazzy Jeff y'all break it down one time say what uh
Uh Uh Uh
One for the treble
Two for the bass
Jazzy Jeff and Fresh Prince back up in ya face
Me and Jeff again "Oh My" you say
1985 till the Y2k
The new millennium
Prophesies I'm fulfilling them
Everywhere I go people be yelling yo that's Will and em
*So fresh*
I check the rhyme like quest
Sat and wrote some dope do do rhymes at my rest
The B I G double U I LL
King of swing and I rock well
The nail in the coffin of the average rapper
Jeff do the ditto of ya average scratcher *fresh*
Stature of a rapper slash actor
Back to the future on wax
The future of rap
Tap like Gregory Hines
Read the headlines
Hip-hop's number one sun still shines
Cause I'm
*So Fresh*
Big Will is
*So fresh*
Jazzy Jeff is
*So fresh*
West Philly is
*So fresh*
Ha ha ha ha
Ladies and Gentlemen Biz Markie
Yes y'allin
To the funky beat en
Every time ya hear me rhyme y'all be freakin
The beat I be makin
Are are o-kay en
Your guaranteed to like me for what I am sayin
To all the sucker emcees that be trying to get the info
Forget the rest cause I'm the best and I'm a nympho
Maniac insaniac I put you in a trance and
If you party with me I'll always give ya dancin
Always keep ya hyper
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The Marriage Of Geraint
The brave Geraint, a knight of Arthur's court,
A tributary prince of Devon, one
Of that great Order of the Table Round,
Had married Enid, Yniol's only child,
And loved her, as he loved the light of Heaven.
And as the light of Heaven varies, now
At sunrise, now at sunset, now by night
With moon and trembling stars, so loved Geraint
To make her beauty vary day by day,
In crimsons and in purples and in gems.
And Enid, but to please her husband's eye,
Who first had found and loved her in a state
Of broken fortunes, daily fronted him
In some fresh splendour; and the Queen herself,
Grateful to Prince Geraint for service done,
Loved her, and often with her own white hands
Arrayed and decked her, as the loveliest,
Next after her own self, in all the court.
And Enid loved the Queen, and with true heart
Adored her, as the stateliest and the best
And loveliest of all women upon earth.
And seeing them so tender and so close,
Long in their common love rejoiced Geraint.
But when a rumour rose about the Queen,
Touching her guilty love for Lancelot,
Though yet there lived no proof, nor yet was heard
The world's loud whisper breaking into storm,
Not less Geraint believed it; and there fell
A horror on him, lest his gentle wife,
Through that great tenderness for Guinevere,
Had suffered, or should suffer any taint
In nature: wherefore going to the King,
He made this pretext, that his princedom lay
Close on the borders of a territory,
Wherein were bandit earls, and caitiff knights,
Assassins, and all flyers from the hand
Of Justice, and whatever loathes a law:
And therefore, till the King himself should please
To cleanse this common sewer of all his realm,
He craved a fair permission to depart,
And there defend his marches; and the King
Mused for a little on his plea, but, last,
Allowing it, the Prince and Enid rode,
And fifty knights rode with them, to the shores
Of Severn, and they past to their own land;
Where, thinking, that if ever yet was wife
True to her lord, mine shall be so to me,
He compassed her with sweet observances
And worship, never leaving her, and grew
Forgetful of his promise to the King,
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Who Stole The D. J.
Artist: dj jazzy jeff and the fresh prince
[jeff]
Let, let, lets go
[announcer]
Calling all cars, calling all cars
Be on the lookout someone has stolen the d.j.
Agent f.p. get on the case immediately
[jeff]
Lets, lets go
[fresh prince]
I got the call about eleven fifteen
Twelve oclock arrived on the scene
Looked around and things were ill
The party was at a dead stand still
People sittin around no music
The situation was somewhat confusing
But Im a detective I knew right away what happened
Somebody stole the d.j.
Who or why I had no clue
But I knew what I had to do
No eat no sleep, just work
Then walked past this fly mini-skirt
I had to dis her quick before she greeted
Come on baby Im working, beat it
Come on Im busy, just go away
Gotta find out who stole the d.j.
[jeff]
Lets, lets go
[fresh prince]
This mystery needed to quickly be solved
Cause there were kids involved
Friday and saturday nights had no songs
Why, because the d.j. was gone
Smiles you used to dance and sing around
Now were replaced by frowns
And it was up to me to solve the mystery
And get back the disc jockey
I found an eye witness
But his breath wreaked of chitlins
All I know is his breath did pound
Buddy forget it, just write it down
No fingerprints no clues
The only witness was the bad breath dude
It was up to me to save the day
And find out who stole the d.j.
[jeff]
Lets, lets go
[fresh prince]
Through the door this dame walked in
I swear to james bond a perfect ten
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Vision of Columbus – Book 3
Now, twice twelve years, the children of the skies
Beheld in peace their growing empire rise;
O'er happy realms, display'd their generous care,
Diffused their arts and soothd the rage of war;
Bade yon tall temple grace the favourite isle.
The gardens bloom, the cultured valleys smile,
The aspiring hills their spacious mines unfold.
Fair structures blaze, and altars burn, in gold,
Those broad foundations bend their arches high,
And heave imperial Cusco to the sky;
From that fair stream that mark'd their northern sway,
Where Apurimac leads his lucid way,
To yon far glimmering lake, the southern bound,
The growing tribes their peaceful dwellings found;
While wealth and grandeur bless'd the extended reign,
From the bold Andes to the western main.
When, fierce from eastern wilds, the savage bands
Lead war and slaughter o'er the happy lands;
Thro' fertile fields the paths of culture trace,
And vow destruction to the Incan race.
While various fortune strow'd the embattled plain,
And baffled thousands still the strife maintain,
The unconquer'd Inca wakes the lingering war,
Drives back their host and speeds their flight afar;
Till, fired with rage, they range the wonted wood,
And feast their souls on future scenes of blood.
Where yon blue summits hang their cliffs on high;
Frown o'er the plains and lengthen round the sky;
Where vales exalted thro' the breaches run;
And drink the nearer splendors of the sun,
From south to north, the tribes innumerous wind,
By hills of ice and mountain streams confined;
Rouse neighbouring hosts, and meditate the blow,
To blend their force and whelm the world below.
Capac, with caution, views the dark design,
From countless wilds what hostile myriads join;
And greatly strives to bid the discord cease,
By profferd compacts of perpetual peace.
His eldest hope, young Rocha, at his call,
Leaves the deep confines of the temple wall;
In whose fair form, in lucid garments drest,
Began the sacred function of the priest.
In early youth, ere yet the genial sun
Had twice six changes o'er his childhood run,
The blooming prince, beneath his parents' hand,
Learn'd all the laws that sway'd the sacred land;
With rites mysterious served the Power divine,
Prepared the altar and adorn'd the shrine,
Responsive hail'd, with still returning praise,
Each circling season that the God displays,
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The Columbiad: Book III
The Argument
Actions of the Inca Capac. A general invasion of his dominions threatened by the mountain savages. Rocha, the Inca's son, sent with a few companions to offer terms of peace. His embassy. His adventure with the worshippers of the volcano. With those of the storm, on the Andes. Falls in with the savage armies. Character and speech of Zamor, their chief. Capture of Rocha and his companions. Sacrifice of the latter. Death song of Azonto. War dance. March of the savage armies down the mountains to Peru. Incan army meets them. Battle joins. Peruvians terrified by an eclipse of the sun, and routed. They fly to Cusco. Grief of Oella, supposing the darkness to be occasioned by the death of Rocha. Sun appears. Peruvians from the city wall discover Roch an altar in the savage camp. They march in haste out of the city and engage the savages. Exploits of Capac. Death of Zamor. Recovery of Rocha, and submission of the enemy.
Now twenty years these children of the skies
Beheld their gradual growing empire rise.
They ruled with rigid but with generous care,
Diffused their arts and sooth'd the rage of war,
Bade yon tall temple grace their favorite isle,
The mines unfold, the cultured valleys smile,
Those broad foundations bend their arches high,
And rear imperial Cusco to the sky;
Wealth, wisdom, force consolidate the reign
From the rude Andes to the western main.
But frequent inroads from the savage bands
Lead fire and slaughter o'er the labor'd lands;
They sack the temples, the gay fields deface,
And vow destruction to the Incan race.
The king, undaunted in defensive war,
Repels their hordes, and speeds their flight afar;
Stung with defeat, they range a wider wood,
And rouse fresh tribes for future fields of blood.
Where yon blue ridges hang their cliffs on high,
And suns infulminate the stormful sky,
The nations, temper'd to the turbid air,
Breathe deadly strife, and sigh for battle's blare;
Tis here they meditate, with one vast blow,
To crush the race that rules the plains below.
Capac with caution views the dark design,
Learns from all points what hostile myriads join.
And seeks in time by proffer'd leagues to gain
A bloodless victory, and enlarge his reign.
His eldest hope, young Rocha, at his call,
Resigns his charge within the temple wall;
In whom began, with reverend forms of awe,
The functions grave of priesthood and of law,
In early youth, ere yet the ripening sun
Had three short lustres o'er his childhood run,
The prince had learnt, beneath his father's hand,
The well-framed code that sway'd the sacred land;
With rites mysterious served the Power divine,
Prepared the altar and adorn'd the shrine,
Responsive hail'd, with still returning praise,
Each circling season that the God displays,
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poem by Joel Barlow
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I Think I Can Beat Mike Tyson
Artist: jazzy jeff & the fresh prince
2 old men:
Hey...hey leroy...leroy
Yeah
Did you hear about that boy mike tyson?
Mike...mike tyson hes the boy
That played football from montreal aint he?
No no you old coop, he a...he a boxer man
Yeah
Let me tell ya I went to his fight a couple months ago.
I seen him hit this boy, and he hit the boy so hard
His head flew off into the eigtheenth row
(laughing)
They had to get his head out of the eighteenth row
[prince & jeff]
I was in jeffs crib one night about eight
And we were watchina couple of mike tyson fight tapes
Jeff was like...
Man, you see how hard mikes punchin?
Come on jeff the other guy was just lungin
Left, right, left, right, another k.o.
If that was me Id a been ok though
The very next day I gave russell a ring
With j.l. and omar we all called don king
I said yeah, don I got a problem
Tell em prince
yeah whats up? what you sayin? you tryin to solve em?
forget the small talk lets get to the nitty gritty
me and mike, two months, trump, atlantic city
Yo, you got this you gonna bust dude up
Yeah, you can be my trainer
Word up?
Im rough like a freight train smooth like ice
And yo jeff, straight up, I think I can mike tyson
Man, you can beat him, you can beat him
Yo man, word up
Yo I put on a couple of pounds man we can do this
You can do it
Newspaper boy, old men:
Extra, extra read all about it
Fresh prince challenges iron mike tyson to a fight
(laughing)
Ah hes crazy
Aint that the boy who knocked the guys head in the fifthteen row?
Hey leroy, you read the paper?
That boy done lost his man
[prince, barber]
There was press conference to see what training I was doing
Before then I had never heard reporters booing
Cameras flashing I was in the middle
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song performed by Will Smith
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Rock The House
Artist: dj jazzy jeff & the fresh prince(will smith)listen homeboys dont mean to bust your bubble
But girls of the world aint nothing but trouble
So next time a girl gives you the play
Just remember my rhyme and get the hell away
Just last week when I was walking down the street
I observed this lovely lady that I wanted to meet
I walked up to her I said hello
She said youre kind of cute I said yes I know
But by the way sweetheart whats your name
She said my friends like to call me exotic elaine
I said my name is the prince and she said why
I said well I dont know Im just a hell of a guy
But enough about me yo lets talk about you
And all the wonderful things that you and I can do
I popped some cash and in a little bit of time
I showed some cash and the girl was mine
I took her over town I wined her and dined her
She ask me did I like her I said well kinda
All of a sudden she jumped out her seat
Snatched me up by my wrist and took me out to the street
She started grabbin all over me kissing and hugging
So I shoved her away I said you better stop buggin
She got mad looked me dead in my face
Threw her hands in the air and yelled out rape
I got scared when she started to yell
So I handed her my wallet and ran like hell
I was duckin through alleys right and left
But when the cops caught up they almost beat me to death
I was arrested charged with agrivated assault
(yo clancy we got him)
But it wasnt my fault
Nevertheless dont mean to bust your bubble
But girls of the world aint nothing but trouble
So next time a girl gives you the play
Just remember my rhyme and get the hell away
I was in a bar one friday night
Cooling watching a mike tyson fight
I was maxin and relaxin sippin on tequilla
When this girl walked up she said hi my name is sheila
I responded by saying hello
She paid for my drink and then said lets go
20 minutes later things were starting to cook
As we pulled up into her house I said Im with you toots
The music was soft and there was wine in the glasses
She started winking and making little passes
At me she pat me close thats when she got bold
She started feeling up my back I said oh your hands are cold
We went to her bedroom thinking of one thing
Took the phone off the hook to avoid the annoying ring
I carresed her body and I kissed her cheek
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song performed by Will Smith
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Girls Aint Nothing But Trouble
Artist: dj jazzy jeff & the fresh princelisten homeboys dont mean to bust your bubble
But girls of the world aint nothing but trouble
So next time a girl gives you the play
Just remember my rhyme and get the hell away
Just last week when I was walking down the street
I observed this lovely lady that I wanted to meet
I walked up to her I said hello
She said youre kind of cute I said yes I know
But by the way sweetheart whats your name
She said my friends like to call me exotic elaine
I said my name is the prince and she said why
I said well I dont know Im just a hell of a guy
But enough about me yo lets talk about you
And all the wonderful things that you and I can do
I popped some cash and in a little bit of time
I showed some cash and the girl was mine
I took her over town I wined her and dined her
She ask me did I like her I said well kinda
All of a sudden she jumped out her seat
Snatched me up by my wrist and took me out to the street
She started grabbin all over me kissing and hugging
So I shoved her away I said you better stop buggin
She got mad looked me dead in my face
Threw her hands in the air and yelled out rape
I got scared when she started to yell
So I handed her my wallet and ran like hell
I was duckin through alleys right and left
But when the cops caught up they almost beat me to death
I was arrested charged with agrivated assault
(yo clancy we got him)
But it wasnt my fault
Nevertheless dont mean to bust your bubble
But girls of the world aint nothing but trouble
So next time a girl gives you the play
Just remember my rhyme and get the hell away
I was in a bar one friday night
Cooling watching a mike tyson fight
I was maxin and relaxin sippin on tequilla
When this girl walked up she said hi my name is sheila
I responded by saying hello
She paid for my drink and then said lets go
20 minutes later things were starting to cook
As we pulled up into her house I said Im with you toots
The music was soft and there was wine in the glasses
She started winking and making little passes
At me she pat me close thats when she got bold
She started feeling up my back I said oh your hands are cold
We went to her bedroom thinking of one thing
Took the phone off the hook to avoid the annoying ring
I carresed her body and I kissed her cheek
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song performed by Will Smith
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I Just Wanna Have Something To Do
Hanging out on Second Avenue,
Eating chicken vindaloo,
I just wanna be with you,
I just wanna have something to do.
Tonight, tonight, tonight,
Tonight, tonight, tonight,
Well alright!
Tonight, tonight, tonight,
Tonight, tonight, tonight.
Wait! Now!
Wait! Now!
Hanging out all by myself,
I don't want to be with anybody else,
I just wanna be with you,
I just wanna have something to do.
Tonight, tonight, tonight,
Tonight, tonight,
Well alright!
Tonight, tonight, tonight,
Tonight, tonight, tonight.
Wait! Now!
Wait! Now!
Tonight, tonight, tonight,
Tonight, tonight, tonight.
Hanging out all by myself,
I don't want to be with anybody else,
I just wanna be with you,
I just wanna have something to do.
Tonight, tonight, tonight,
Tonight, tonight,
Well alright!
Tonight, tonight,(wait!),
Tonight, tonight, well alright, (wait!),
Tonight, tonight, tonight, (wait now!),
Tonight, tonight, tonight, (wait now!).
song performed by Garbage
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The mother and the artist
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms
into an infinite children of wonderfully emollient freshness; every
unfurling instant of impregnably magnificent existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms
into an infinite children of spellbindingly undefeated innocence; every
unfurling instant of symbiotically pristine existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms
into an infinite children of timelessly unconquerable truth; every unfurling
instant of bounteously magnanimous existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms
into an infinite children of unfathomably unfettered creativity; every
unfurling instant of timelessly burgeoning existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms
into an infinite children of royally triumphant resplendence; every
unfurling instant of unconquerably majestic existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms
into an infinite children of eternally exhilarating vivaciousness; every
unfurling instant of redolently insuperable existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms
into an infinite children of unbelievably ameliorating optimism; every
unfurling instant of marvelously benign existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms
into an infinite children of brilliantly liberated camaraderie; every
unfurling instant of iridescently inscrutable existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms
into an infinite children of unshakably virgin righteousness; every
unfurling instant of beautifully untainted existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms
into an infinite children of uninhibitedly heavenly frolic; every unfurling
instant of tantalizingly sensuous existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms
into an infinite children of compassionately humanitarian friendship; every
unfurling instant of magically mitigating existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms
into an infinite children of miraculously everlasting freshness; every
unfurling instant of invincibly coalescing existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms
into an infinite children of pricelessly ubiquitous oneness; every unfurling
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poem by Nikhil Parekh
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11 Star
STAR:
'FOLLOW THE SAME STAR'
The truth we see;
How small a part
Of that lovely light
Ever reaches our heart?
If you're looking for the light,
There is a star shining bright,
A dawn to this dark night,
A candle burning bright.
Long ago, a star
Sent forth its light from afar.
And now, no matter how far,
We will follow the same star.
Lost sailors used stars
To calculate their course
Whenever the wind and waves took
Them with their force.
Let truth transform you;
It will make your heart and mind new.
If you're not faithful, your heart's in denial;
Take it from me - it's worth your while.
So forget this world with all its cares,
For troubled dreams turn into nightmares.
You have to leave this world behind
If you want to keep what you find.
The stars haven't always been there,
But the love of our Lord is everywhere.
The devil appears as an angel of light;
He does his best work in the night.
One day you'll leave this world of ours,
Taking your place among the stars.
Shine bright with light, my star;
Show the world who you are.
'SHARE THE SAME STAR'
I'm looking at this star tonight,
But will my wish come true?
I can't help wondering,
If you can see the same star too?
Do you see what I see,
As we stand in its light?
Does darkness overwhelm you,
When you look up there tonight?
I am dreaming in the darkness,
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poem by Daniel Cobb
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Pump Me Up
Yo Jeff baby lets keep it ol skool
Pump Pump Pump Pump Me Up
Haha
Jazzy Jeff and The Fresh Prince back together
Now Jeff look go ahead and warm that thing up boy
Warm that thing up
Pump Pump Pump Pump Me Up
What
A-ight now you
Look I know its been a minute since we did this thing
But I want you to go ahead you get ready
Cause we gonna tear this place down
Jazzy blaze
Comin with it
Say what say what
Strike the flame up
*Pump Pump Pump Pump Me Up*
Right haha
Now Jeff do that thing where you snatch it back
*Pump Me Up*
Wooh haha DJ Jazzy Jeff
Look boy you know we don't miss a step when we do this thing
Now give me that quick scratch quick scratch
Pump Pump Pump Pump Me Up
Uh Now Jeff everywhere I go everybody ask me
"Look you and Jeff
song performed by Will Smith from Willennium
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