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[3/25/04]
Ain't Nothin' You Can Do by Van Morrison
**O.P.P. by Naughty By Nature
Sympathy For The Devil by the Rolling Stones
Pigs In Zen by Jane's Addiction
Livng for the City by Stevie Wonder
**Winner of MPulitzer
I still don't think OPP is perfect, but it's here!
It's in this week's poetry right here for ya.
Next week, perhaps some Oran 'Juice' Jones?!
Do they have Pulitzers for poetry?
Warning: not all of these are G-Rated.
Enjoy.
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Ain't Nothin' You Can Do by Van Morrison (w/b. Deadric Malone, Joe Scott)
When you got a headache
An you try to soothe the pain
Go right back to sleep
And you'll feel all right again
When ya got a backache
Little rubbin' will see you through
When you got a heartache
There ain't nothin' you can do
There ain't nothin' you can do
There ain't nothin' you can do
When you got a heartache
There ain't nothin' you can do
A man can't break a stone
So he tried another lick
Iceman can't break his ice, Lord
So he tries another pick
An electric lights go out
Candle light will see you through
When you got a heartache
There ain't nothin' you can do
There ain't nothin' you can do
There ain't nothin' you can do
When you got a heartache
There ain't nothin' you can do
Hey!
...
Ev'ry time I think about it
Ev'ry time I think about it
When ya got a heartache
There ain't nothin' you can do
Ev'ry time I think about it
Ev'ry time I think about it
Ev'ry time I think about it
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O.P.P. by Naughty By Nature
You down with O.P.P. (Yeah you know me) 3X
Who's down with O.P.P. (Every last homie)
You down with O.P.P. (Yeah you know me) 3X
Who's down with O.P.P. (All the homies)
O.P.P., how can I explain it
I'll take it frame by frame it
To have y'all jumpin', shoutin', singin' it
O is for Other, P is for People scratch your temple
The last P...well...that's not that simple
It's sorta like another way to call a cat a kitten
It's five little letters that are missin' here
You get on occasion at the other party as a game 'n
It seems I gotta start to explainin'
Bust it
You ever had a girl and met her on a nice hello?
You get her name and number and then you feelin' real mellow
You get home, wait a day, she's what you wanna know about
Then you call up and it's her girlfriend or her cousin's house
It's not a front, F to the R to the O to the N to the T
It's just her boyfriend's at her house (Boy, that's what is scary)
It's O.P.P. time, other people's what you get it
There's no room for relationships, there's just room to hit it
How many brothers out there know just what I'm gettin' at
Who think it's wrong 'cause I'm splittin' and co-hittin' that
Well if you do, that's O.P.P. and you're not down with it
But if you don't, here's your membership
You down with O.P.P. (Yeah you know me) 3X
Who's down with O.P.P. (Every last homie)
You down with O.P.P. (Yeah you know me) 3X
Who's down with O.P.P. (All the homies)
As for the ladies, O.P.P. means something gifted
The first two letters are the same but the last is something different
It's the longest, loveliest, lean - I call it the leanest
It's another five letter word rhymin' with "cleanest" and "meanest"
I won't get into that, I'll do it...ah...sorta properly
I say the last P...hmmm...stands for "property"
Now ladies here comes a kiss, blow a kiss back to me, now tell me exactly
Have you ever known a brother who have another like a girl or wife
And you just had to stop 'cause he look just as nice
You looked at him, he looked at you, and you knew right away
That he had someone but he was gonna be yours anyway
You couldn't be seen with him and honestly you didn't care
'Cause in a room behind a door no one but y'all are there
When y'all are finish, y'all can leave and only y'all would know
And then y'all could throw the skeleton bones right in the closet do'
Now don't be shocked 'cause if you're down, I want your hands up high
Say O.P.P. (O.P.P.), I like to say with pride
Now when you do it, do it well and make sure that it counts
You're now down with a discount
You down with O.P.P. (Yeah you know me) 3X
Who's down with O.P.P. (Every last homie)
You down with O.P.P. (Yeah you know me) 3X
Who's down with O.P.P. (All the homies)
This girl ah tried to O.P.P. me
I had a girl and she knew that matter-of-fact my girl and I
Had a fall out, disagreement, yeah an argument
She tried to do me so we did it in my apartment, bust it
That wasn't the thing it must have been the way she hit the ceiling
'Cos after that she kept on coming back and catchin' feelings
I said, "Let's go my girl is coming so you gotta leave"
She said, "Oh no, I love you Treach" I said, "Now child please"
"You gots to leave, come grab your coat, right now you gotta go"
I said "Now get yourself to the stairs and to the stairwell
This was a thing, a little thing, you shouldn't have put your heart
'Cause you know I was O.P.P., hell, from the very start
Come on, come on, now let me tell you what it's all about
When you get down, you can't go 'round runnin' off at the mouth"
That's rule number one in this O.P.P. establishment
You keep your mouth shut and it won't get back to her or him
Exciting isn't it, a special kinda business
Many of you will catch the same sorta OPP
Is you with him or her, for sure is going to admit it
When OPP comes, damn-- skippy I'm with it
You down with O.P.P. (Yeah you know me) 3X
Who's down with O.P.P. (Every last homie)
You down with O.P.P. (Yeah you know me) 3X
Who's down with O.P.P. (All the homies)
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Sympathy For The Devil by the Rolling Stones
Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for a long, long year
Stole many a man's soul and faith
And I was 'round when Jesus Christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that Pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I stuck around St. Petersberg
When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the Czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain
I rode a tank
Held a general's rank
When the Blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
What's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah
I watched with glee
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the Gods they made
I shouted out
"Who killed the Kennedys?"
When after all
It was you and me
Let me please introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reached Bombay
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's confusing you
Is just the nature of my game
Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails
Just call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need of some restraint
So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay your soul to waste, um yeah
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, um yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, um baby, get down
Woo, who
Oh yeah, get on down
Oh yeah
Oh yeah!
Tell me baby, what's my name
Tell me honey, baby guess my name
Tell me baby, what's my name
I tell you one time, you're to blame
What's my name
Tell me, baby, what's my name
Tell me, sweetie, what's my name
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Pigs In Zen by Jane's Addiction
pigs in the mud
when he tires
pigs in zen
pigs in zen
pig is nude
unashamed
pig's in zen
pig's in zen
talkin' bout the pig
the pig
the pig - uh
pa-pa-pa-pa-pig
goddamn pig!
pig mounts sow
when he's wound
pig's in zen
pig's in zen
pig eats shit
but only when he hungers
pig's in zen
pig's in zen
talkin' bout the pig
the pig
the pig - uh
pa-pa-pa-pa-pig
goddamn pig
POETRY FROM JANE'S ADDICTION (Triple X)
Oh baby
I know about war
But I just wanna f*ck
I know about pain and suffering and being cold
But I just wanna f*ck
Pig is led to the slaughter
Pig is led to the sla....
This he says
Is the price some pay
For a simple life
Oh, how he feels
That's proof for him
Pigs in Zen....
POETRY FROM NOTHING'S SHOCKING...
Yeah, so roses are red
I made up the rest
If you got some big fucking secret
Then why don't you sing me something?
I'm in the midst of a trauma
Leave a message, I'll call you back
Leave it by the bed
Some people should die
That's just unconscious knowledge
Because, because the bigger you get
The wider you're spread
You gotta depend on me
Now your vision is dead
The more your dream is dead
Visions...
It gets sucked from my eye
Like an eagle's claw...
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Livng for the City by Stevie Wonder
A boy is born in hard time Mississippi
Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty
His parents give him love and affection
To keep him strong moving in the right direction
Living just enough, just enough for the city...ee ha!
His father works some days for fourteen hours
And you can bet he barely makes a dollar
His mother goes to scrub the floors for many
And you'd best believe she hardly gets a penny
Living just enough, just enough for the city... yeah!
His sister's black but she is sho'nuff pretty
Her skirt is short but Lord her legs are sturdy
To walk to school she's got to get up early
Her clothes are old but never are they dirty
Living just enough, just enough for the city...um hum
Her brother's smart he's got more sense than many
His patience's long but soon he won't have any
To find a job is like a haystack needle
Cause where he lives they don't use colored people
Living just enough, just enough for the city...
Living just enough...
For the city... ooh, ooh
His hair is long, his feet are hard and gritty
He spends his life walking the streets of New York City
He's almost dead from breathing in air pollution
He tried to vote but to him there's no solution
Living just enough, just enough for the city...
I hope you hear inside my voice of sorrow
And that it motivates you to make a better tomorrow
This place is cruel no where could be much colder
If we don't change the world will soon be over
Living just enough, stop giving just enough for the city!!!!
La, La, La, La, La, La...
Da Ba Da Da Da Da Da Da...
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