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CLUB BAMBOO Lyrics

by Mac Lethal

Yo! Yo! eh yo a yo a yo!
Yo! Yo! eh yo a yo a yo!
Yo! YO! Yo!
(shut up.)
(fucker)

Innovative one, call me the creative one
Mac lick the foreign pussy with the pierced native tongue.
Probably speak in accents like its hard to calm her
I use a metal tortoise shell as my body armor.
I got a mutated lil master with 12 eyes and a lime green tongue that spits acid.
I duct tape her mouth shut with I hang around sluts
Cuz shell get jealous and chew em' into ground chuck.
My cartilage rips like a hammer head shark spittin liquid nitrogen until the speakers look frost bitten.
My car region is connected to my pierced probes
Releasing sound demons that nibble ear lobes.
With the wave of my right hand the mic stand on stage morph into a tight
Band to strike fans with rage. Ladies love me when I spray the mic,
But there ain't no I in snugglin and there ain't no U in stayin the night.

[Chorus]
Hey yo rappers with the sweet skills
Chicks into cheap thrills
Alcoholics smoking gasoline weed lets build
Feel the beat hit your spine when it slams you
Take a swig of the 40 and spark up the bamboo.

We puff the bamboo everyday! [x4]

I don't live by the sword I don't live by the gun,
I live by the gas station that sells blunts by the one
My floor is surrounded by dripping candles
I'll poke my fingers through your eyes like scissor handles.
The robots talk to me in uteral, like
(mac your our planet's secret weapon find a studio!)
Cyborgs travel in twisted orbs
To master alien genocide in the mixing board.
Controversy? Its more like contra when the lasers bust
I'm puttin on a surgical glove and dippin in a glass full of water discolored from the razor rust. (It's music!)
Crumpled in the rubble lookin knuckled headed divas
I buck with jeans so I can show my double headed penis
So you can treat it like a honey suckle munch and eat it
I was a demon God in violent and destructive fetus

[Chorus 2]
Hey yo rappers with the sweet skills
Chicks into cheap thrills
Alcoholics smokin gasoline weed lets build
Mac lethal can you feel it or are you just too fucked up from bamboo sticks?
Puff a little bit of the monster funk, puff a little bit of the monster funk, puff a little bit of the monster funk, smoke some bamboo and get fucked up.

Just ask G the one that put the fingers in your panties
And told me that the pussy wasn't hairy.
In control with probes my skulls stretched to see the world like I replaced my eyeballs with globes.
Its like lover lane was a space cadaver, I might dub your brain to a tape cassette.
My face compress to levitate,
So take my tape out now give it a kiss and plan a second date.
Never understand how I'm screwin raps my madula snaps and soul claps it feels like a bazooka blast.
I blew the caps through the dudes mumu lash out, like illuminate and prove the scrabbling sewage rats.
In your relationship your girls the boss,
And if she don't call in 15 minutes I'm jerkin off.
You cant get with the way leezy swervin
I just make you blow like pee-wee herman.

Uh-ha-haha
[joint burnin]
A little bit of the bamboo sticks!
A little green dirty ass weed, sprinkled with some white nose candy for flavor.
Twisted up in one to make you feel oky-loc until you look like muthafuckin monkey loc.
Uhhhh.... puff a little bit of the monster funk, puff a little bit of the monster funk,
Puff a little bit of the monster funk, man shut the fuck up!




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Daddy Yankee
Y me gusta tanto cuando se pega pega
Y me guaya guaya
Y se pega pega
Cuando le sueltan el dembow
Dembow bow bow
Papoose
So before leavin', yo it's a wise man I'm repeatin'
Two wrongs don't make a right, I believe in it makes a even
Paul Hardcastle
In 1965 Vietnam seemed like just another foreign war but it wasn't
It was different in many ways, as so were tose that did the fighting
In World War II the average age of the combat soldier was 26
In Vietnam he was 19
In-in-in Vietnam he was 19

The shooting and fighting of the past two weeks continued today
25 miles west of Saigon
I really wasn't sure what was going on

Ni-ni-ni 19, 19, ni-19 19
19, 19, 19, 19

In Vietnam the combat soldier typically served
A twelve month tour of duty
But was exposed to hostile fire almost everyday
Ni-ni-ni 19, Ni-ni-ni 19

Hundreds of thousands of men who saw heavy combat
In Vietnam were arrested since discharge
Their arrest rate is almost twice that of non-veterans of the same age
There are no accurate figures of how many of these men
Have been incarcerated

But a Veterans Administration study
Concludes that the greater of vets
Exposure to combat could more likely affect his chances
Of being arrested or convicted

This is one legacy of the Vietnam War

All those who remember the war
They won't forget what they've seen
Destruction of men in their prime
Whose average was 19

De-de-destruction
De-de-destruction
War, war

De-de-destruction, wa, wa, war, wa, war, war
De-de-destruction
War, war

After World War II the men came home together on troop ships
But the Vietnam vet often arrived home within 48 hours of jungle combat
Perhaps the most dramatic difference between
World War II and Vietnam was coming home
None of them received a hero's welcome

None of them received a heroes welcome, none of them, none of them
Ne-ne-ne, ne-ne-ne, none of them, none of them, none of them
None of them received a hero's welcome
None of them received a hero's welcome

According to a Veteran's Administration study
Half of the Vietnam combat veterans suffered from what
Psychiatrists call
Post-Traumatic-Stress-Disorder

Many vets complain of alienation, rage or guilt
Some succumb to suicidal thoughts
Eight to ten years after coming home
Almost eight hundred thousand men are still fighting the Vietnam War

De-de-destruction
Ni-ni-ni 19, 19, ni19 19
19, 19, 19, 19
Ni-ni-ni 19, 19, ni-19 19
19, 19, 19, 19

When we came back it was different, everybody wants to know
"How'd it happened to those guys over there?
There's gotta be something wrong somewhere
We did what we had to do

There's gotta be something wrong somewhere
People wanted us to be ashamed of what it made us
Dad had no idea what he went to fight and he is now
All we want to do is come home

All we want to do is come home
What did we do it for?
All we want to do is come home
Was it worth it
Cristina Vee
I've done everything I canAll the people that I see I will never understandIf I find a way to change, if I step into the lightThen I'll never be the same, and it all will fade to whiteEver on and on I continue circlingWith nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony
Cristina Vee
I've done everything I canAll the people that I see I will never understandIf I find a way to change, if I step into the lightThen I'll never be the same, and it all will fade to whiteEver on and on I continue circlingWith nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony
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