Alley littered with Yesterdays news
hanging on the high brow off urbans nocturne,
Impotent bowels weigh down the boulevard,
there is too much shit with no place to go.
how it stinks
Boulevard
has its dirty mouth, no clean clothes, and a taste for liquor
Boulevard
Has no job, and a hangover that leaks when it storms,
Decency is rotting under milk crates with the rest of them.
The harlequin all meet on the corner cafe
ready to eat up your baby dolls,
oh what sad girls walk up and down the boulevard.
Spotlights show vermin through projector still screens,
chalk white bone painted caricatures on alley walls.
By day its worse,
dried up like a desert.
In the glass the flash bulbs
hold this city captive,
under lock and key
and the alleys
are littered with yesterdays news
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Dancin, Shaggin On The Boulevard
Written by randy owen, teddy gentry, and greg fowler
Well the magic attics where the music rolls
And the army-navys got ol jackie soul
Down on peaches corner there are good ol boys
And mother fletchers makin lots of noise
Theyre dancin, shaggin on the boulevard
Dancin, shaggin on the boulevard
Well the tams are playin at the port-o-call
And the drifters underneath the boardwalk
At the sapnish galleon and ol fat jacks
Jukebox playin and the place is packed
You bet theyre dancin, shaggin on the boulevard
You know theyre dancin, shaggin on the boulevard
Got the top down and the traffics slow
Sun fun week and, we all go
Where the girls are sunnin and lookin good
Well I never met em but I wish I could
And wed go dancin, shaggin on the boulevard
Wed go dancin, shaggin on the boulevard
Well the embers singin up on ocean drive
And the castaways are gettin loud tonight
At the electric circus they all getin down
And the carousels spinnin round and round
See them dancin, shaggin on the boulevard
I see em dancin, shaggin on the boulevard
Well Im hangin out down at sloppy joes
They may doze but they never close
And the bama boys at the bowery
They cant dance but they play for free
But they like dancin, shaggin on the boulevard
They know dancin, shaggin on the boulevard
They wrote dancin, shaggin on the boulevard
Dancin, shaggin on the boulevard
Dancin, shaggin on the boulevard
Shaggin on the boulevard
Dancin, shaggin on the boulevard
Dancin, shaggin on the boulevard
song performed by by Alabama
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On The Boulevard Maria Luiza
On the boulevard maria Luiza,
such people can not remember the way home
miss rocked
on a lasting footprints in the snow
Who are you waiting for?
on the boulevard maria Luiza
soon, mercury begin to glow
ordain love a pair of teenagers
rusty hunting season
in the glasses of alcohol and cheese
do you still endure for standing there?
on the boulevard maria Luiza
afternoon reincarnate without stories
no one
no admonished said
Sofia, march 2010
poem by Jarot Sujarwo
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That Poverty
how can i forget your having to play with hunger at the boulevard
somewhere in the seventies
when the president declared martial law and we were then
scampering for our own safety,
there was this apple vendor whom you entertained
with your stories about the struggle of the lion to be freed
from the cage of ropes saved by the city rat which got lost in the
mountain of trees
and when his mouth gaped to the bright moon
at the boulevard
you took an apple and then we walked away and we took turns
biting the redness of the crunchy fruit,
and then we parted ways and then what i know was that
a man like your face
was shot to death by the oppressors of the city
and your body was buried on the shallow
sand of the river bank and it was your mother who finally came
and reburied you with decency.
i heard, and i could not forget, she did not shed a tear.
i think, i did.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Boulevard
Down on the boulevard they take it hard
They look at life with such disregard
They say it cant be won
The way the game is run
But if you choose to stay
You end up playing anyway
Its okay--
The kids in shock up and down the block
The folks are home playing beat the clock
Down at the golden cup
They set the young ones up
Under the neon light
Selling day for night
Its alright--
Nobody rides for free
Nobody gets it like they want it to be
Nobody hands you any guarantee
Nobody
The hearts are hard and the times are tough
Down on the boulevard the nights enough
And time passes slow
Between the store front shadows and the street lights glow
Everybody walks right by like theyre safe or something
They dont know--
Nobody knows you
Nobody owes you nothin
Nobody shows you what theyre thinking
Nobody baby
Hey, hey, baby
You got to watch the street, keep your feet
And be on guard
Make it pay baby
Its only time on the boulevard
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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I Love L. A.
Hate new york city
Its cold and its damp
And all the people dressed like monkeys
Lets leave chicago to the eskimos
That towns a little too rugged
For you and me, you bad girl
Rollin down the imperial highway
With a big nasty redhead at my side
Santa ana wind blowin hot from the north
And we was born to ride
Roll down the window, put down the top
Crank up the beach boys, baby
Dont let the music stop
Were gonna ride it till we just cant ride it no more
From the south bay to the valley
From the west side to the east side
Everybodys very happy
cause the sun is shining all the time
Looks like another perfect day
I love l.a. (we love it)
I love l.a. (we love it)
Look at that mountain
Look at that tree
Look at that bum over there, man
Hes down on his knees
Look at these women
There aint nothin like em nowhere
Century boulevard (we love it)
Victory boulevard (we love it)
Santa monica boulevard (we love it)
Sixth street (we love it, we love it)
I love l.a.
I love l.a.
(we love it)
Etc.
song performed by by Randy Newman
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Baddest Boots
I saw her turn her head
In a drop-dead gaze
She was peekin' out over the top
Of those wire-rim shades
Now it wasn't my charm
And it wasn't my grin
That had that little secretary
Dialed right in
She wasn't lookin' at me, man
she was lookin' at my feet
Chorus:
It's these twenty-two hundred
And twenty-five dollar
Pair o' handmade genuine fine
Horned-back kicks
With a seven-row stitch
And a three dollar sidewalk shine
Yeah they're made to fit
and they're hard to find
Make a pretty woman look down each time
I got the baddest boots on the boulevard
Yeah the baddest boots on the boulevard
They were made by a little man
Down in El Paso
I was passin' though town
Singin' at the rodeo
He said 'they cost a little more
But for what it's worth
There ain't another pair like 'em
on god's green earth'
Then I handed him my money
And he sized me up
Chorus
I got the baddest boots on the boulevard
Yeah, the Baddest boots on the boulevard
When I pull 'em on I start singin' a song
Make me wanna tuck my britches leg's inside 'em
Lets take a stroll
Chorus
They're the baddest boots on the boulevard
Look here girl
Yeah, they're bad alright
song performed by by Toby Keith
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Boulevard De La Madeleine
She said she'd come, she didn't.
I'm the one in love, she isn't.
There's no girl standing there
And there's no one to care
And the trees are so bare
On the Boulevard De La Madeleine.
It's a sad day in Paris
With no girl by my side.
Got to feeling so gladless
Like a part of me died.
Would have been so good to see her,
I never thought she wouldn't be there.
There's no girl standing there
And there's no one who'll care
And the trees are so bare
On the Boulevard De La Madeleine.
There's no girl standing there
And there's no one who'll care
And the trees are so bare
Oh I wish I knew her better,
It's not easy to forget her.
There's no girl standing there
And there's no one who cares
And the trees are so bare
On the Boulevard De La Madeleine
song performed by by Moody Blues
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Celluloid Heroes
Everybodys a dreamer and everybodys a star,
And everybodys in movies, it doesnt matter who you are.
There are stars in every city,
In every house and on every street,
And if you walk down hollywood boulevard
Their names are written in concrete!
Dont step on greta garbo as you walk down the boulevard,
She looks so weak and fragile thats why she tried to be so hard
But they turned her into a princess
And they sat her on a throne,
But she turned her back on stardom,
Because she wanted to be alone.
You can see all the stars as you walk down hollywood boulevard,
Some that you recognise, some that youve hardly even heard of,
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame,
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain.
Rudolph valentino, looks very much alive,
And he looks up ladies dresses as they sadly pass him by.
Avoid stepping on bela lugosi
cos hes liable to turn and bite,
But stand close by bette davis
Because hers was such a lonely life.
If you covered him with garbage,
George sanders would still have style,
And if you stamped on mickey rooney
He would still turn round and smile,
But please dont tread on dearest marilyn
cos shes not very tough,
She should have been made of iron or steel,
But she was only made of flesh and blood.
You can see all the stars as you walk down hollywood boulevard,
Some that you recognise, some that youve hardly even heard of.
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame,
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain.
Everybodys a dreamer and everybodys a star
And everybodys in show biz, it doesnt matter who you are.
And those who are successful,
Be always on your guard,
Success walks hand in hand with failure
Along hollywood boulevard.
I wish my life was a non-stop hollywood movie show,
A fantasy world of celluloid villains and heroes,
Because celluloid heroes never feel any pain
And celluloid heroes never really die.
You can see all the stars as you walk along hollywood boulevard,
Some that you recognise, some that youve hardly even heard of,
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame,
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain.
Oh celluloid heroes never feel any pain
Oh celluloid heroes never really die.
I wish my life was a non-stop hollywood movie show,
A fantasy world of celluloid villains and heroes,
Because celluloid heroes never feel any pain
And celluloid heroes never really die.
song performed by by Kinks
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Boulevard Of Broken dreams
I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
When the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...
My shadow's the only one that walks
beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's
beating
Sometimes I wish someone up there will
find me
'til then I walk alone
I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line
Of the edge and where I walk alone
Read between the lines
What's fucked up when everything's alright
Check my vital signs
To know I'm still alive and I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...
My shadow's the only one that walks
beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's
beating
Sometimes I wish someone up there will
find me
'til then I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
When the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk a...
My shadow's the only one that walks
beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's
beating
Sometimes I wish someone up there will
find me
'til then I walk alone...
poem by Pawan Kumar 'Meonlafesta'
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Sad Cafe
Out in the shiny night the rain
was softly falling
The tracks that ran down the boulevard had
all been washed away
Out of the silver light the past came softly calling
And I remember the times we spent
inside the Sad Cafe
Oh it seemed like a holy place
protected by amazing grace
And we would sing right out loud the
things we could not say
We thought we could change this world
with words like "love" and "freedom"
We were part of the lonely crowd
Inside the Sad Cafe
Oh, expecting to fly,
we would meet on that shore in the
sweet by and by
Some of their dreams came true,
some just passed away
And some of the stayed behind
inside the Sad Cafe.
The clouds rolled in and hid that shore
Now that Glory Train, it don't stop here no more
Now I look at the years gone by,
and wonder at the powers that be.
I don't know why fortune smiles on some
and let's the rest go free
Maybe the time has drawn the faces I recall
But things in this life change very slowly,
if they ever change at all
There's no use in asking why,
it just turned out that way
So meet me at midnight baby
inside the Sad Cafe.
Why don't you meet me at midnight baby,
inside the Sad Cafe
song performed by by Eagles
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Boulevard of Broken Dreams by Greenday
I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's only me to me and I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of broken dreams
When the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone
Ah-Ah Ah-Ah Ah-Ah Ahhh-Ah
Ah-Ah Ah-Ah Ah-Ah
I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line of the edge
And where I walk alone
Read between the lines of what's
Fucked up and everything's all right
Check my vital signs to know I'm still alive
And I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I'll walk alone...
Ah-Ah Ah-Ah Ah-Ah
Ahhh-Ah Ah-Ah Ah-Ah
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of broken dreams
When the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk a...
My shadows the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I'll walk alone
poem by Shi Yelami
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Time of Your Life by Greenday
I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's only me to me and I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of broken dreams
When the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone
Ah-Ah Ah-Ah Ah-Ah Ahhh-Ah
Ah-Ah Ah-Ah Ah-Ah
I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line of the edge
And where I walk alone
Read between the lines of what's
Fucked up and everything's all right
Check my vital signs to know I'm still alive
And I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I'll walk alone...
Ah-Ah Ah-Ah Ah-Ah
Ahhh-Ah Ah-Ah Ah-Ah
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of broken dreams
When the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk a...
My shadows the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I'll walk alone
poem by Shi Yelami
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Wake Me Up When September Ends by Greenday
I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's only me to me and I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of broken dreams
When the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone
Ah-Ah Ah-Ah Ah-Ah Ahhh-Ah
Ah-Ah Ah-Ah Ah-Ah
I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line of the edge
And where I walk alone
Read between the lines of what's
Fucked up and everything's all right
Check my vital signs to know I'm still alive
And I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I'll walk alone...
Ah-Ah Ah-Ah Ah-Ah
Ahhh-Ah Ah-Ah Ah-Ah
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of broken dreams
When the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk a...
My shadows the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I'll walk alone
poem by Shi Yelami
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The White Woman At Sunset Boulevard
she was the woman who left me.
She hands me the back of her bones.
she does not bother looking anymore at the past.
she hates me. she detests
every word that i say.
she will not answer my call.
She says i am a liar and had always been lying to her.
The dirt in my arms are terrible, she says, these arms
that used to hold her too tightly that she cannot breathe
are broken branches of the rotten tree.
She walks away towards the dark side of the sunset boulevard, that place unreachable by the night lights. Beyond the hold of my arms, beyond the grasp of my lips.
she already loosened all the screws and bolts of the bicycle
that we used to ride together every afternoon on this sunset boulevard.
all the parts are scattered near the shore of the sea.
The waves reached them and they all get too rusty.
She does not talk to me anymore, this white woman at sunset boulevard.
She walks fast.
She runs.
Her eyes sharp, and flaming with anger against the rage of the dark,
away from the city lights, away from my lies, away from the
warmth of my whisper.
I am her wrath.
I am the source and cause of her anger.
Her pains, her sorrows for years and years when i left her
without leaving any word.
When my name was finally eaten by the waves of the sea in
sunset boulevard. When she drowned.
she left rushing like a storm towards another island.
she destroys houses and
fell the trees.
She goes away just like that, as quickly as suddenly
as a gnashing teeth of the cyclone.
I whispered her name to calm her down.
She hurriedly left.
She did not see that tears too that fell to the sand. They are mine. Salty, fresh tears. Hidden inside my bags for years. Twenty-five years of solitude.
More than that for my loneliness on an unknown island where i was stranded beyond my power. There was not a single boat to take me to her.
She did not
look back. She would not believe me.
But she is right.
My tears are not as salty as the whole sea that she swallowed when she drowned on that very day when i left her.
I have not
given her the reason. I have them ready from the bottom of my heart.
She tells her friends:
She does not want to be duped again. One of me, is enough.She is gone.
I happened to her once in her lifetime. She, is likewise.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Sad Cafe
Out in the shiny night, the rain
Was softly falling
The tracks that ran down the boulevard had
All been washed away
Out of the silver light, the past came softly calling
And I remember the times we spent
Inside the sad cafe
Oh, it seemed like a holy place,
Protected by amazing grace
And we would sing right out loud, the
Things we could not say
We thought we could change this world
With words like love and freedom
We were part of the lonely crowd
Inside the sad cafe
Oh, expecting to fly,
We would meet on that beautiful shore in the
Sweet by and by
Some of their dreams came true,
Some just passed away
And some of the stayed behind
Inside the sad cafe.
The clouds rolled in and hid that shore
Now that glory train, it dont stop here no more
Now I look at the years gone by,
And wonder at the powers that be.
I dont know why fortune smiles on some
And lets the rest go free
Maybe the time has drawn the faces I recall
But things in this life change very slowly,
If they ever change at all
Theres no use in asking why,
It just turned out that way
So meet me at midnight baby
Inside the sad cafe.
Why dont you meet me at midnight baby,
Inside the sad cafe.
song performed by by Eagles
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Boulevard sa Dumaguete
Daghang balak kuno ang
Nasulat sa mga
Nakaabot dinhi
Sa paglakaw sa sayo
Sa buntag
Sa boulevard sa Dumaguete
Kita ang mga panganod
Nga dili matandog
Sa hangin
Kita ang naglawig
Nga sakayan
Tingog sa bugsay
Ang akong nadungog
Sa kaadlawon
Nakita ko ang lunsay
Nga dagat
Ang mga lumot nga lunhaw
Sa daplin sa baybayon
Sa hinay
Nangapalong ang mga suga
Nga naglaray
Sa boulevard
Morag mga mata nga
Mipiyong kay
Mobuka na ang maanyag
Nga kabuntagon
Gisud-ong ko kini
Sa tumang kalipay.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Boulevard Of Broken Dreams
(harry warren, al dubin)
I walk along the street of sorrow,
The boulevard of broken dreams.
Where gigolo and gigolette
Can take a kiss without regret
So they forget their broken dreams.
You laugh tonight and cry tomorrow,
When you behold your shattered dreams.
And gigolo and gigolette
Awake to find their eyes are wet
With tears that tell of broken dreams.
Here is where youll always find me,
Always walking up and down.
But I left my soul behind me
In an old cathedral town.
The joy you find here, you borrow,
You cannot keep it long, it seems.
But gigolo and gigolette
Still sing a song and dance along
The boulevard of broken dreams.
~interlude~
Here is where youll always find me,
Always walking up and down.
But I left my soul behind me
In an old cathedral town.
The joy you find here, you borrow,
You cannot keep it long, it seems.
But gigolo and gigolette
Still sing a song and dance along
The boulevard of broken dreams.
song performed by by Nat King Cole
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Retrace
in Dumaguete
at 4 o'clock in the morning
you went out of the ship to take a walk along
the boulevard: an old one
with a story to tell
the one that you like to hear
again and again
this time
the heavy rains intervened
forgivable as it is the first heavy rain in the city
for the past five months
people stand along the side
of the covered pathway
watching
the rain
you sit on one of those benches
where breakfast is served
cheap
fish and rice and coffee
the roof leaks
and drops of rain begins to hit
your shoulder
a man beside you
with some tattoo on his arms
looks at you like you are the man whom
he had been searching
all the years of his life
you stare back
sort of saying
you are not afraid
for this encounter
he looks away knowing that you also know
what betrayal is
what a war is
what killing fields are
he sidesteps your gaze
unzips his fly
and urinates pointing to the heavy rain
this is pure disrespect to the rain
you stop eating
brace the rain beyond the roof
bathes there
and walks away from there
this world is not absurd
it is logical
it knows when to stop and to begin again
when to stare back
when to back off and when to retrace its steps
along the boulevard
now the stories are becoming clear
and then the rain stops
you remember that was the song
precisely the lyrics are intact
but what for? you ask again
over and over again
you are so foolish.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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She Sure Did Like To Run
(walt aldridge/bobby tomberlin)
She made her exit a month ago tomorrow
Called up her mama and asked if she could borrow
Enough money to leave for awhile
Mama said you always were impulsive child
She bought a ticket at the greyhound station
Said she needed a permanent vacation
Ran out of money by santa fe
Hitchhiked the rest of the way
And she blew into town with a runaway heart
Like a santa ana blowin down ocean boulevard
Everybody said she was a restless one
Never knew where she was going but
She sure did like to run
She took a job with a bucket and a wet mop
Saved her pay checks and bought an old ragtop
Shed crank it up and let her hair down
Theyd hear her coming for miles around
And she blew into town with a runaway heart
Like a santa ana blowin down ocean boulevard
Everybody said she was a restless one
Never knew where she was going but
She sure did like to run
Last time I saw her she was letting the top down
She wouldnt tell me but I think she was south bound
She waved good-bye and looked back and smiled
And took off after the call of the wild
And she blew out of town with a runaway heart
Like a santa ana blowin down ocean boulevard
Everybody said she was a restless woman
Never knew where she was going
She never knew where she was going
Never knew where she was going
But she sure did like to run
song performed by by Diamond Rio
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Farmers Blvd (Our Anthem)
(Hey man, don't you realize
In order for us to make this thing work, man
We've got to get rid of the pimps, and the pushers, and the prostitutes?)
Ba-ha-ha-ha...
Yes, yes, y'all
[ Cool J ] Ah, ah
That's funky
[ Marley Marl ] Yeah
Hey yo, Marley, man
[ Marley Marl ] Yo, what's up, man?
[ Cool J ] Hey yo, man
You know
We was gettin busy on the album everyday
We been gettin funky, but
I wanna take this jam back to Farmers
Knowmsayin?
[ Marley Marl ] Yo, let's go back on Farmers
And get some of them early MC's
You used to be kickin it with back in the day?
[ Cool J ] Yeah, yeah, yeah
[ Marley Marl ] Yo, let's do a jam with them
[ Cool J ] Aight, bet
But first I gotta like introduce it
Youknowmsayin?
[ Marley Marl ] Aight, kick it...
(Farmers Boulevard)
[ L.L. Cool J ]
Back in the days, before I was Cool J
I used to hang up on the corner, pumpin Games People Play
Sittin on a garbage can, rhymin to my man
Talkin bout big money and future plans
I always told the brothers, if I got a contract
When the money started flowin, I'd be back
To do a jam, against all odds
Introducing rapper 1 from Farmers Boulevard
[ Bomb ]
Hey yo, B-o-m-b, bomb explosion
Attack like a cat when I'm trapped and I'm closed in
Sharp-ass claws, and I break all laws
In a while all jaws, cause I'm perfect, no flaws
Now I'm back to Farmers on some new improved
(Sh...) I'm makin moves, not fakin moves
So don't you never come around here, talkin that talk
Or walkin that walk, you'll get played like a sport
Football, soccer, whatever you savour
You're a tramp and a pussycat, ready for labor
Ha! L'll have you breakin locks
I'll have you cookin fried rice in a big steel box
The type of skills that I got reigned for years
No worry or cares, your crew'll shed tears
'Hip-hip-hooray, he's back!' Yo, save the cheers
Suckers, I'm drinkin forties of beers
On the Boulevard
[ Cool J ] Funky, funky, funky rhymes bein said here
[ Marley Marl ] Hey yo, hey yo
Hey yo Uncle L, let's go...
[ Cool J ] Yeah man, I wanna check out my man Big Money Grip
Yo, what's up, man
Kick a little somethin
[ Big Money Grip ]
Kick out the can and slam
Summertime, C.I.A. step into the jam
Reach for the mic, and the punks start to fold up
And the brothers start fleein like it's a hold-up
Some step aside, but a few play me close
Never worry, cause the brother who cross me's gettin burried
And the fool who wants to deal with another dose
I see to it in a hour that the mutha is comatose
Farmers Boulevard, the place
Handin me a mic is like givin a chainsaw to Leatherface
Smokin MC's in an instant
At my side bustin caps is T-Boogie, my assistant
Throw that speaker in the trash
Why's that? Cause Gangster Boogie gave the woofer a gash
Big Money Grip makin you get up
Farmers Crew's in effect, we never heard of a head-up
[ Marley Marl ] Yo, yo, yo
It's kinda funky out here on the boulevard, yo
[ Cool J ] Yeah, we livin chinese people in a turkish bath, baby
[ Marley Marl ] Hi C over there, man
[ Cool J ] Yo, what's up Hi C...
[ Hi C ]
Hi C on the scene, at last to bust a funky rhyme
More than a line on time, because I'm gettin mine
Never underestimate the skill of a great one
The Boulevard Lord, shorts, never take none
Another funky rapper from around the way
Leavin bodies at a party, cause somebody gotta pay
Boy, you been told, put your lips on hold
All you remember is a barrel and a mouth full of gold
Spreadin terror on the street like they was in the past
Any punks on the block, yo, never could last
And I never feel sorry for a sucker I gained on
Any slick talker, yo, he's bound to get rained on
At any Farmers party at my side is a Mag
(One time a sucker got ill and went out in a bodybag)
Fear will erupt through the heart of another
The Farmers Crew will never fall, that's word to the mother
[ Marley Marl ] Yo, yo
It's kinda funky out here
Yo, yo, yo, Hi C
Yo man, y'all kinda funky out here, yo
I was -
Yo, what's up?
[ crew member ] ...9 years ago, man
Youknowmsayin?
[ Cool J ] Farmers Boulevard, baby
[ Marley Marl ] Yo, I was kinda -
I was kinda stagnant to sleep on it
But yo, L
Won't you - won't you sum it all up for the people, aight?
[ Cool J ] Aight, let me sum this up
[ L.L. Cool J ]
Now you heard the brothers speakin bout the street that we're from
Rhymes hittin, beats kickin, you can't get none
F-a-r-m-e-r-s passin the test
Marley Marl in the background doin the rest
Do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti-do, do-ti-la-so-fa-mi-re-do, kato
Get up out my face before I play you like Play-Doh
I did a jam against all odds
And it was dedicated to Farmers Boulevard
(Farmers Boulevard)
Keep on
(Farmers Boulevard)
To the beat, y'all
A funky beat, y'all
Yes, yes, y'all
You don't stop
song performed by by LL Cool J
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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