Four beige walls
Streaked with yellow tar
Of too many smokes
Kerouac waiting with Brautigan on shelf
Once the mongrel beat
Long forgotten
And the jazz plays cymbals taps flare
Chaka boom chaka boom chaka boom
While 88's like crystal wail
To the beat baby babe
To the beat
On the road to desolation
The vision spoke
Looking through doorways at mountains
The jack,man, the jack
Had this feel,ya'know
This running flow like jazz
Keeps coming alive
Chaka boom
Can't you feel it
Miles swings down dig
Walls that stain the darkness
THE TOKYO-MONTANA EXPRESS
We're all up on desolation
Lookin' down
The many quarters dropped
in the jukebox as you ran
in and out answering calls
demanding pushing cursing
out staff as I sat there pink
dress ain’t no body by Chaka
Khan if this world was mine
by Cheryl Lynn I still want my
refund wasting so many
quarters how dare you
the record spins then skips
it’s gonna take a miracle to
make me love someone new
who are you such and empty
bastard catering to empty
pockets mafia Frank put a
quarter in the jukebox ain’t
nobody you know this an yet
you bring important people to
play our song why what’s
the matter with you tell
your people I won’t be
controlled unless there is
smudge proof writing silk
sheets creating masterpieces
of new lyrics even then watch
yourself mister crescendo refrain
sing what’s love got to do with
it unexpressed unamused by
corruption besides you hear that
up tempo my favorite is still playing
Mafia madness Novel
Idi Amin, pol pot, stalin, hitler, francis drake, himmler
mengle, eichman, treudea starmer sunak churchill
jan paul kruger, general crook Tommy Robinson, pharoah mithererandates
moses fauchi mat hancock scott morrison, albanese boris johnson
dan andrews, gates, shipman, ceaser, ceaser's nixon biden trump
roosevelt eisenhower, g w bush, montgomery, rommel, patton
mussolini, mugabe, ian smith, joshua nkomo, chaka zulu. solomon
david and joab.)
Dhoka dhoka dhoka,
Moqa Chaka Choka..
Lamha na gawa
Dogs bark hai
Raat dark hai
Chemical menu pala
Rastay vichon chaka
Dakhal menu karwa
Current menu pawa
Goli menu khawaaa
Teeka menu lawaaa
Oyeee AAAh AAAAh.
Chitay din pa day hanair vay
Jithon marzi javani nu chair vay.
Dilbar jani ao cricket khailain
Mein karun balling tum batting
Har ball pay chaka maarna
Har ball pay out hona
Har ball pay tum haarna
Dilbar jani ao cricket khailain
Mein karun balling tum batting
Yara mara kar lo setting.
Note.Setting is the key to bond.
Lesson.Humility is must.
Deep ends on my mood
Awe hunts me back into the black
isn't anybody The Chaka clan
Siaing the chandeliers
playing good feelings
to a simple simone
lost causes wllly billie
Tender loving care
where the water f
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Spinning hops
bella caio
depends
my destiny stems far and beyond
born with the spiritual
no need for a magic wand
within, ancient wisdom corresponds
people unintentionally fear the black swan
I’m a freedom fighter better than Flynn from the movie Tron
the force in me is strong, as I skywalk with Han
ideas constantly, sprouting like spawns
in my dreams I own a fast-pitch ball golden glove like Barry Bonds
driving eclectic rides and carry gadgets, 007 call me the female James Bond
taking down cruel empires more strategic than Ghenghis Khan
form a strong squad like the lions of Voltron
at times I begin to feel lost and withdrawn
it’s difficult trying to save a world,
when most of people don’t know they are pawns
I feel for them just as much as Chaka Khan
my hope remains alive from dusk til dawn
My favorite artist
Is Chaka Khan
Her voice is mighty
And her lyrics are dope
Listening to her music
Makes you think
You're living the life of
The lyrics from her song
Your soul feels
Every word
Her powerful voice
Connects with the chords
Of your body and soul
Chaka Zulu
Dlungwana son of Ndaba!
the greatest warrior of all times
conceived out of wedlock by his mother Nandi and his father
voracious one of Senzangakhona
son of Nandi kaBebe, the daughter of a Langeni chief
born in Langeni territory at the Nguga homestead
bayete inkosi
The scorpion of Phunga
boy from esiKlebeni homestead
who was cooked in the deep pot of Ntombazi
overcame Msikazi among the Ndimoshes
son of the Mhlathuze Valley and Langeni people
bayete inkosi
Mandla kaNgome
who moved to the Mthethwa people
grew up in the court of Dingiswayo
founded the Ntontela regiment
the impi in the iziCwe regiment
Nodumehlezi
bayete inkosi
Axe of Senzangakhona
the warrior of Mhlathuze River
designer of the aniklwa
the king of KwaBulawayo, at the banks of the Mhodi,
in the Mhlathuze valley,
bayete inkosi
Young raging one of Nbaba!
the cause of Mfecane, Difaqane, Lifaqane
king of the centralized monarchy
builder of the Dukuza
undisputed, almighty ruler
bayete inkosi
A world without music, is a life without inspiration,
music itself is inspired by every nation.
No jazz, no soul, no rock, I'd probably die,
no tunes in my ear when I travel and fly.
No sound when I drive, no euphony in quiet times,
nothing to hum or sing, no melodies of delicate chimes.
Why breakdance when there's no hip hop around,
why adidas, why freestyle, they'll be no radios about.
No music, no music, I cannot imagine -
A world without music will bring nothing but sadness -
A world without music, is a concert without felicity,
if I didn't exist, would music be missing me?
No African chants that touch my soul once heard,
no mezmorizing songs from those Kingfisher birds.
No Elvis, no Prince, no Chaka Khan or Sting,
no Miles Davis or Madonna, Tupac or Alicia Keys.
What would you dance to? There's no such thing as rhythm,
You'd be moving and moving, but with no music in it.
No music, no music, I cannot imagine -
A world without music will bring nothing but sadness -