Friday, October 3, 2014




I got my luggage checked
aint got no time to stop
my ride is ready to roll
i got that tunes one
but you said hold on
stay for one more day
i cant complaint

cuz the the town is small
the view is much better
the ground is soft
good spot for the lovers
Live music is around the air
the place is calling you
to stay forever

But i got to go, cuz i felt u are the queen of the kingdom
and i am still a rip roaring dooper
looking for a rip roaring hour
exchanging super power
sharing dreams across the universe
dont make me feel bad
how can i ever forget
the time we brought our insrtumrent up the mountain
break the silence into...good loving

swing theose sweet rhytm, n tht is the  answer.. to all
apeaks whats mean to be broken, and tht the asnwer to all...


cooking tunes, taste adter taste
looking for the pearl to satisfy
and everytime we hit the right spot
and later time we discover that it will it never ends, it all make sense
as time is moving on n the cycle completes
better stay away from promises you cannot keep
intensity over the non-classified
i snacthes hearts to get amplified

just to 

swing theose sweet rhytm, n tht is the  answer.. to all
apeaks whats mean to be broken, and tht the asnwer to all...
i hold you tighht but then you slips away


sweeping popcorns in the stadium when the King is up
stealing listens the sound of the BB groove
Them paying in cash to get the full tour
i m paying with stunts, or rolled them up a phat killer
In times of lonesome the nature gets so close
to the mountains and the rivers, i ll go overdose
the solitude is taking over, yes its clear i m am rip roarer, undercover

cant stay

too good to be true
the thrill will be gone if i choose to

cant say
if i could come back
n if i do i hope you ll stay good n true


keep on 


swing theose sweet rhytm, n tht is the answer.. to all


apeaks whats mean to be broken, and tht the asnwer to all...





2 comments:

Anonymous said...


sweeping popcorns in the stadium when the King is up
stealing listens the sound of the BB groove
Them paying cash to get the full tour
i m paying with stunts, or rolled them up a phat killer
In times of loney the nature is so close
to the mountains and the rivers, i ll go overdose
the solitude is taking over, yes forever i ll be undercover
and if attitude is taking over, its time for to get out of here


Anonymous said...

cooking tunes taste after taste

looking for the pearl to satisfy

n every time we hit the right spot

later time we discover that

it never ends, it all make sense

as time is moving on, the cycle completes

Better stay away from promises you cannot keep

intensity over the non- classified

i snatches hearts to create and to amplified



just to...



sweeping popcorns in the stadium when the King is up

stealing listens the sound of the BB groove

Them paying in cash to get the full tour

i m paying with stunts, or rolled them up a phat killer

In times of lonesome the nature gets so close

to the mountains and the rivers, i ll go overdose

the solitude is taking over, yes its clear i m am rip roarer, undercover





cant stay



too good to be true

the thrill will be gone if i choose to



cant say

if i could come back

n if i do i hope you ll stay good n true



keep on



swing theose sweet rhytm, n tht is the answer.. to all



apeaks whats mean to be broken, and tht the asnwer to all...