Quotes about dunk, page 5
Jinglin' Baby
[and you say new york city...] {2x}
Chorus:
(they're jinglin', baby) go 'head, baby. {4x}
Uncle. l. future of the funk. records i recorded minus all the junk.
People spread gossip and believe what they must,
But i slam dunk punks and make 'me bite the dust.
A minute is needed to make a phony roni bleed,
And put 'em in a bucket like he's chicken feed.
Check out the...pick of the litter, not a quitter, i'm nice (nice-nice);
And i'm-a dust you off and dust you off twice.
I heard it's all observant, hysterical fan-
-natics of the asiatic miracle man.
Prominent, dominant, mccoy and i'm real.
Another brother's fan? forget how you feel.
He's so-so, i got the instinct.
They call me deputy dog to put your booty in the clink.
You're dancin' to a marley marl remix single, love:
Let me see your earrings jingle, love...
Chorus {4x}
I chopped you, chewed you, baked you, and schooled you.
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song performed by LL Cool J
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Flowers Are The Clocks Of The Light
Flowers are the clocks of the light.
Spring grey. Clouds. Half smoke, half crocus.
The rivulets are carrying last November's leaves away
like long lines of ants bearing the gnostic gospels
of the snow thawing into a spiritual life of water
back to the shrine of their colony
to be chewed over by the divines
masticating the mystery into something
like an edible orthodoxy of mystic impiety.
My heart is a bruised apple with purple blood today.
Neither passionate, nor aloof, clinging
nor unwilling to let go if that's what I must do.
One foot on shore. One in a lifeboat.
O what funny bridges we make as if
we were trying to balance the axis
of heaven and earth upon our nose
like the calves of giraffes learning to walk on stilts.
But there you go. What are you going to do?
That's the way it seems.
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poem by Patrick White
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