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Ecouter Weini Solomon - Nigus Emnet


Paroles

The Calling (Vader)

[It is a loose interpretation/re-working of "Preliminary Invocation" from Solomon's "Goetia"]
[which was compiled and translated by S. L. Mathers. For personal use only.]

Thee I invoke, the Bornless one - hear my call
Thee, that didst create the Earth and the Heavens
Thee, that didst create the Night and the Day
Thee, that didst create the Darkness and the Light

This is the Lord of the Gods
This is the Lord of the Universe

Thee I invoke, the Terrible and Invisible God
Who dwellest in the Void Place of the Spirit.
Thee I invoke, the Begetter and Manifester unto the Light
Whose mouth ever flameth and spiteth - hear me call

This is the Lord of the Gods
This is the Lord of the Universe
This is He Whom the Winds fear
Lord of my Call

Hear My Call
Make all Daemons and Sprits subject unto Me
Of the Firmament and of the Ether
Upon the Earth and under the Earth
On dry Land and in the Water
Of Whirling Air and the rushing Fire
Make every Spell and Scourge of god obedient unto Me

Path To Babylon (Hypocrisy)

Rise from the depths of hell
Destroying all that's good
Crush christianity and let satan loose
Spread your wings
And give us a sign
Let us know the time is here
End of religion, torture, love and sacrifice and fear

The true believers will only survive
The real freedom
The rest will die

The path will lead me back
The way back to darkness
In hell I'll stay
To fulfill my long command

Whoever will never ??? again
Will prove how ???
They'll walk back on the path
The path with the ones
When Solomon is here

The earth will be like a desert
hell will rise from the sand
My life will always be endangered
As long as they hate ???

The true believer
Will only survive
The real freedom
The rest will die

The path will lead me back
The path back to Babylon
In hell, I'll stay
To fulfill my long command

Ahhh

Stroke Of Death (Ghostface Killah)

[Solomon's Child (formerly known as Killa Bamz)]
Yeah, Soloman marked for life, a million to life
Thug for life, forever eyein the kid
'89 stick-up kid, King of New York
Regulation party, daddy hard body
Rowdy Brighton God-body
Smooth like a leather bop, '83 hip-hop
Top of the world, get it rizzight
Big to your wizzife, murder cats for the right prizzice
Four-hundred and fifty-six on the dizzice
This is real lizzife, ain't nothin sweet God
Sit down and think it through God
Cuz comin all outta ya face'll get ya clap God

[Girl]
You are now listening to the sounds of Supreme Clientele

[Ghostface Killah]
Step in to the party, it's me
God Almighty, Ghost still holdin that shotty
Dustin Alize', three-quarter Timbs
Terry-cloth robes, crisp hundreds in the envelope
Duke it on the globe, thank God for my Wallabee shoes
They done saved me, up three-nothin and Salt Lake City
Burgundy minks, whips with sinks in em
Brocolli blown, illa disease breath, elephant skin
Meet the black Boy George, dusted on my honeymoon
Bitch like my wife, she popped my Ghostface balloon
Bitches think that I'm Dominican, slap-hash Indian
Milk on my mustache, drop to my chiny-chin
Dive into dangerous parts, buildin with thirsty mammals
White man scream, "Swim Starks sharks!"

[RZA]
Smack the girl, bailbonds man stripped of eighteen bronz man
Tall like Carl Malone "Mailman", framed on Larry Johnson
Tony Montana blow, creamy white Havana Joe's
Old Suzanna hoe, pussy sweet, banana flow
David Banner, gamma ray shots, beast will marinate
Bones splitted fatal Wu swords, sour amputate
Duck Savanna wait, we splashed the glass, ice rocks
Our cash high right stock, our logo's on your rice box
Plus your dice box, on the side upon your white socks
Bobby got the mic cocked, BUCK BUCK, nice shot

In The Middle Of The Night (Beenie Man)

Intro:
Look ya, look ya, look ya
Yuh nuh see da gal deh
Yuh nuh see da gal deh man, (Look yah nuh)
See di gal right ya so man, (Hold on)

Chorus:

Tanto Metro:
In a di middle of di night, middle of di night
But when mi lock off di light, lock off di light
An mi a slm har body right, slam har right
Di gal all a mek noise, all a mek noise

Beenie Man:
But in a di middle a di night
When mi a wuk it same way
Di gal a kneel dun an a pray
An like a donkey she bray, bray, bray
Tanto Metro but cho

Verse 1:

Beenie Man:
When mi walk pon di stree, street, street, street
Di gal a brawl out seet, seet, seet, seet
The gal dem say dem want a piece, piece, piece, piece
Dem want to run to di east, east, east, east
Di gal dem say dem want work, work, work, work
Nuh want nuh man a jerk, jerk, jerk, jerk
Weh only have a one shirt, shirt, shirt, shirt
Dem want my g**from di eart

Repeat Chorus

Verse 2:

Tanto Metro:
But a my name she call, call, call, call
When mi bruk dun har wall, wall, wall, wall
Di gal a rail up an bawl, bawl, bawl, bawl
Di gal a wabble an a stall, stall, stall, stall

Beenie Man:
Di gal dem cry fi all di meat, meat, meat, meat
Dem want di man wid di heat, heat, heat, heat
To mek dem vibrate sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
Dem want the wuk whole heap, heap, heap, heap

Repeat Chorus

Beenie Man:
Suzie, Angie, di one name Lorna
Di gal write mi letter
Seh dem want mi come over
A last mi wuk Miranda pon di veranda
An Aretha, Marita come do di magarita
Di gal start pon wonda
Di gal dem start to ponda
But through mi meet Miranda roun di veranda
Tanto Metro come ya coma hall

Repeat Chorus

Verse 3:
Di gal want keep a life
Das why dem want di man from Shocking Vibes
We are not Solomon, but we are Solomon tribe
Pon di gal dem highway, we must keep wi eyes, realize
But when di gal dem see wi walk, walk, walk, walk
Di gal dem want di work fast, fast, fast, fast
So tanto Metro ease off

Repeat Chorus

Superman's Song (Crash Test Dummies)

Tarzan wasn't a ladies man,
he'd just come along and scoop em
up under his arm like that,
quick as a cat, in the jungle.
Clark Kent, now there was a real gent,
he would not be caught sittin around in no jungle scape, dumb as an ape, doin nothing.

(chorus)
Superman never made any money,
savin the world from Solomon Grundy.
And sometimes i despair
the world will never see another man like him.

Hey Bob, Supe had a straight job!
Even though he coulda smashed through
any bank in the United States.
He had the strength but he would not.
Folks said his family were all dead.
Planet crumbled, but Superman he forced himself
to carry on, forget Krypton, and keep goin.

chorus

Tarzan was king of the jungle,
and lord over all the apes.
but he could hardly string together
four words, I Tarzan you Jane.

Sometimes when Supe was stoppin crimes,
I'll bet that he was tempted to just quit
and turn his back on man,
join Tarzan in the forest.
But he stayed in the city,
kept on changin clothes
in dirty old phone booths till his work was through.
Had northin to do but go on home.

chorus, repeat

Mi Chalwa (Sebastian Deyle)

intro:
yeah man food fi di brain enuh
even if yuh dont smoke it just promote it
herbs healing yow iyah mason fiyah mason
yow den again seh

chorus:
mi smoke mi chalwa meditate
like King Solomon and King David
whole heap a princess whole heap a queen
allright dem mi guh stay wid

mi chalwa meditate
like King Solomon and King David
give Selassie I di praises
allright

verse:1
fresh herbs mek mi cough gimmi di one dem weh cure up
do nuh bun beedi do nuh bun cigarette no do nuh bun roll up
gimmi mi grabba bun back stabba and anodda cup load up
bwoie blue have fifty pound eena one drum and a cure up
got to get di high grade up eena europe
police try pull mi ova leave like fast and di furious
leave all a dem astonish and curious
neva know iyah mason suh serious
why mi guh smoke

chorus:2x

verse:2
hear dis
load up mi chalice one more time mi nuh know weh dem a wait pon
done know mason him already ready fi blaze up satan
alright it neva ending saga burn down pagan
mi light it a pipehouse dem smell dat up a natan
people deh pon di hill weh live up inna elliston
yow jah mason burn dem caah dem know mi nuh response
yow from yuh wicked do nuh put no resistance
high grade straight yow den den mi guh

chorus:2x

repeat verse 1

chorus

Born 100,000 Years Ago (Cisco Houston)

I was born a hundred thousand years ago
And there's nothin' in this world I do not know
Why the flag started flying
When George Washington stopped lying
I can lick the man who says that isn't so

I saw Eve and Adam driven from the door
I'm the man who picked the fig leaf that they wore
When the apple they were eating
I was from the bushes peeping
I can prove that I'm the man that ate the core

Queen Elizabeth, she fell in love with me, poor girl
We were married in Milwaukee secretly
Then I snuck around and shook her
'Cause I went with General Hooker
Just to fight mosquitoes down in Tennessee

I saw Noah when he built his famous ark
I slipped into it one night when it was dark
I saw Jonah swallow the whale
And I pulled the lion's tale
Then I crossed the land of Canaan on a lark

I taught Solomon his little ABC's
And I helped Brigham Young invent limburger cheese
Well I sailed out on the bay
With Methuselah one day
And I saved his flowing whiskers from the breeze

CREATOR (Henry Mancini & His Orchestra)

Thanks and praises to Creator, Creator
Creator of nature, creator of sensimilla
Creator of ganja; sprang out of Solomon's rest place
And he who smoke it shall obtain knowledge
Skanking on the rock, meditation
Ancestor Blood, ancestor I roots
Rasta thunder roll on Babylon tools, roll
Rasta thunder roll on wicked demons, roll
Jah fire ago burn Babylon, oh Jah
Jah let your judgment triumph over evil doers
Let them feel lightning and fire
For they know not the minute in this iwah
Look around you I say
There is no blemish in Jah work today
Trees give us air to breathe
Sun give us energy
Water quench I thirst
Plant bring forth food to eat
What kind of man could create such creation?
What luck of an explosion
This is no cool incidence
There is no scientist explanation

Creator, creator Oh Jah, oh rasta

I shall never loose my faith, for the sun rise each day
Receive air always, InI must give thanks and praise
Through herb we meditate, through herb we meditate
Incorruptible seed is the word of Jah
And the flower of the field is the glory of man
Yes the flower withers and the glory fades away
But the incorruptible seed endures always

So many think just smoking make a rasta
Rasta know the truth, it is written in the Kebra
Through the son of Solomon and the Queen of Sheba
Said the power move from Jerusalem to Ethiopia
Herbal inspiration through ganja
Sun grow the hemp, sun give I power
Elements of lightning, thunder, water, brimstone, and fire
Rhythm of life in this reggae musica

Alpha and Omega...

If I Were A Rich Man (Zero Mostel)

(SPOKEN:) Dear God, you made many, many poor people. I realize, of course, that
it's no great shame to be poor... but it's no great honor, either. So what would have
been the difference if I had... a small fortune?

If I were a rich man,
Daidle deedle daidle
Daidle daidle deedle daidle dum
All day long I'd biddy-biddy-bum
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard,
Daidle deedle daidle
Daidle daidle deedle daidle dum
If I were a biddy-biddy rich,
Daidle deedle daidle daidle man.

I'd build a big tall house with rooms by the dozen
Right in the middle of the town,
A fine tin roof with real wooden floors below.
There would be one long staircase just going up
And one even longer coming down,
And one more leading nowhere, just for show.

I'd fill my yard with chicks and turkeys and geese
And ducks for the town to see and hear,
Squawking just as noisily as they can,
And each loud "pa-pa-geeee! pa-pa-gaack! pa-pa-geeee! pa-pa-gaack!"
Would land like a trumpet on the ear,
As if to say, "Here lives a wealthy man."
Oy!

If I were a rich man,
Daidle deedle daidle
Daidle daidle deedle daidle dum
All day long I'd biddy-biddy-bum
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard,
Daidle deedle daidle
Daidle daidle deedle daidle dum
If I were a biddy-biddy rich,
Daidle deedle daidle daidle man.

I see my wife, my Golde, looking like a rich man's wife,
With a proper double chin,
Supervising meals to her heart's delight.
I see her putting on airs and strutting like a peacock,
Oy! What a happy mood she's in,
Screaming at the servants day and night.

The most important men in town will come to fawn on me--
They will ask me to advise them,
Like a Solomon the Wise--
"If you please, Reb Tevye?"--
"Pardon me, Reb Tevye?"--
Posing problems that would cross a rabbi's eyes--
(chanting) Ya va voy, ya va voy voy vum...
And it won't make one bit of difference
If I answer right or wrong--
When you're rich, they think you really know.

If I were rich, I'd have the time that I lack
To sit in the synagogue and pray,
And maybe have a seat by the Eastern wall,
And I'd discuss the learned books with the holy men
Seven hours every day--
That would be the sweetest thing of all...
Oy!

If I were a rich man,
Daidle deedle daidle
Daidle daidle deedle daidle dum
All day long I'd biddy-biddy-bum
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard,
Daidle deedle daidle
Daidle daidle deedle daidle dum
Lord who made the lion and the lamb,
You decreed I should be what I am--
Would it spoil some vast, eternal plan,
If I were a wealthy man?

Juno (Love Outside Andromeda)

I don’t miss you.
I woke up I was clinging to,
Some bed sheets and a use-by date.
I had disappeared in who did what.
(The wrong in wanting what you didn’t want)
I don’t miss you.
Or your vacant places.
I stood up, saw, I wanted to be Junoesque embodied.
(The more supreme kind of **uality)
I keep holding on,
And suffocate the workings of something better coming along to change me.
I don’t miss you and I am never ever going to miss you.
If I am choked I will be running from,
A court jester and King Solomon.
A solifidian six pointed star,
(And of course what you really are)
I have such trouble letting go,
As I re-run and double check what I know,
A sonneteer is waiting at the front gate,
Begging me to open up and change.
No, I composed myself for you.
Reduced. Nothing happened.
My loneliness is one thousand times forgiven.
You want a girl for pancakes and corsets and cupboard space.
And my loneliness is one thousand times forgiven.
I’ll compose myself and I’ll push you right over.
I’m not going to be a lost star ship (sorry honey)
Never was a girl for a mistake,
horses and cut-and-paste.
My loneliness is one thousand times forgiven


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