Guess who just got back today?
Them wild-eyed boys that'd been away
Haven't changed, had much to say
But man, I still think them cats are crazy
They were askin' if you were around
How you was, where you could be found
Told 'em you were livin' downtown
Drivin' all the old men crazy
The boys are back in town
(The boys are back in town)
I said the boys are back in town
(The boys are back in town)
The boys are back in town
(The boys are back in town)
The boys are back in town
(The boys are back in town)
You know that chick that used to dance a lot
Every night she'd be on the floor, shakin' what she's got
Man when I tell you she was cool, she was red hot
I mean, she was steamin'
And that time over at Johnny's place
Well, this chick got up and she slapped Johnny's face
Man, we just fell about the place
If that chick don't wanna know, forget her
The boys are back in town
(The boys are back in town)
I said, the boys are back in town
(The boys are back in town)
The boys are back in town
(The boys are back in town)
The boys are back in town
(The boys are back in town)
Spread the word around
Guess who's back in town
Just spread the word around
Friday night they'll be dressed to kill
Down at Dino's Bar'n'Grill
The drink will flow and blood will spill
And if the boys wanna fight, you better let 'em
That jukebox in the corner blastin' out my favorite song
The nights are getting longer, it won't be long
Won't be long 'til summer comes
Now that the boys are here again
The boys are back in town
(The boys are back in town)
The boys are back in town
(The boys are back in town)
The boys are back in town
(The boys are back in town)
(Spread the word around)
The boys are back in town
(The boys are back in town)
(The boys are back, the boys are back)
The boys are back in town again
Been hangin' down at Dino's
The boys are back in town again

A little Texas blues for you
Well, you've heard about love givin' sight to the blind
My baby lovin' cause the sun to shine
She my sweet little thing
She my pride and joy
She my sweet little baby
I'm her little lover boy
Yeah, I love my baby
Heart and soul
Love like ours won't never grow old
She my sweet little thing
She my pride and joy
She my sweet little baby
I'm her little lover boy
Yeah, I love my Lenee
She long and lean
You mess with her
You'll see a man get mean
She my sweet little thing
She my pride and joy
She my sweet little baby
I'm her little lover boy
Well, I love my baby
Like the finest wine
Stick with her until the end of time
She my sweet little thing
She my pride and joy
She my sweet little baby
I'm her little lover boy
Yeah, I love my baby
Heart and soul
Love like ours won't never grow old
She my sweet little thing
She my pride and joy
She my sweet little baby
I'm her little lover boy

What an insanely hot day. 36°C/97°F an hour ago lol

We have lovely weather sunny 17 degrees.

At least the climate is dry here lol

My niece and her family are to Dubai this week. I'm jealous!

One of my old business partners lives in Dubai, right next to the Burj Khalifa

That's what's up

Ever had one of them days wish would've stayed home
Run into a group of niggas who gettin' they hate on
You walk by
They get wrong
You reply then shit get blown
Way outta proportion
Way past discussion
Just you against them, pick one then rush 'em
Figure you'll get jumped, hell that's nothing
They don't wanna stop there now they bussin'
Now you gushin', ambulance rushin'
You to the hospital with a bad concussion
Plus ya hit four times
But it hit ya spine
Paralyzed waist down now ya wheel chair bound
Nevermind that now you lucky to be alive
Just think it all started you fussin' with three guys
Now ya pride in the way, but ya pride is the way
You could fuck around, get shot, die any day
Niggas die everyday
All over bullshit, dope money, dice game, ordinary hood shit
Could this be 'cause of hip hop music?
Or did the ones with the good sense not use it?
Usually niggas don't know what to do
When their back against the wall so they just start shootin'
For red or for blue or for blow I guess
From Bankhead up to your projects
No more stress, now I'm straight, now I get it, now I take
Time to think, before I make mistakes just for my family's sake
That part of me left yesterday
The heart of me is strong today
No regrets I'm blessed to say
The old me dead and gone away
Ooh (hey) I've been travelin' on this road too long (too long)
Just trying to find my way back home (back home)
The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone
And ooh (hey) I've been travelin' on this road too long (too long)
Just trying to find my way back home (back home)
The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone
I ain't never been scared, I lived through tragic
Situation could've been dead lookin' back at it
Most of that shit didn't even have to happen
But you don't think about it when you out there trappin'
In apartments, hangin', smokin', and rappin'
Niggas start shit, next thing ya know we cappin'
Get locked up then didn't even get mad
Now think about damn what a life I had
Most of that shit, look back, just laugh
Some shit still look back get sad
Maybe my homeboy still be around
Had I not hit the nigga in the mouth that time
I won that fight
I lost that war
I can still see my nigga walkin' out that door
Who'da thought I'd never see Philant no more?
Got enough dead homies I don't want no more
Cost a nigga his job
Cost me more
I'da took that ass-whooping now for sure
Now think before I risk my life
Take them chances to get my stripe
A nigga put his hands on me alright
Otherwise stand there talk shit all night, so
'Cause I hit you, and you sue me
I shoot you, get locked up, who? Me?
No more stress, now I'm straight, now I get it, now I take
Time to think, before I make mistakes just for my family's sake
That part of me left yesterday
The heart of me is strong today
No regrets I'm blessed to say
The old me dead and gone away
Ooh (hey) I've been travelin' on this road too long (too long)
Just trying to find my way back home (back home)
The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone
And ooh (hey) I've been travelin' on this road too long (too long)
Just trying to find my way back home (back home)
The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone
I turn my head to the East
I don't see nobody by my side
I turn my head to the West
Still nobody in sight
So I turn my head to the North
Swallow that pill that they call pride
That old me is dead and gone
But that new me will be alright
I turn my head to the East
I don't see nobody by my side
I turn my head to the West
Still nobody in sight
So I turn my head to the North
Swallow that pill that they call pride
That old me is dead and gone
But that new me will be alright, 'cause
Ooh (hey) I've been travelin' on this road too long (too long)
Just trying to find my way back home (back home)
The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone
And ooh (hey) I've been travelin' on this road too long (too long)
Just trying to find my way back home (back home)
The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone, yeah

No sleep 'til
Brooklyn!
Foot on the pedal never ever false metal
Engine running hotter than a boiling kettle
My job's ain't a job, it's a damn good time
City to city I'm running my rhymes
On location, touring around the nation
Beastie Boys always on vacation
Itchy trigger finger but a stable turntable
I do what I do best because I'm willing and able
Ain't no faking, your money I'm taking
Going coast to coast watching all the girlies shaking
While you're at the job working nine to five, The Beastie Boys at the Garden - cold kickin' it live
No sleep 'til -
Another place - another train
Another bottle in the brain
Another girl - another fight
Another drive all night
Our manager's crazy, he always smokes dust
He's got his own room at the back of the bus
Tour around the world, you rock around the clock
Plane to hotel, girls on the jock
We're thrashing hotels like it's going out of style
Getting paid along the way cause it's worth your while
Four on the floor - Adrock's out the door
M.C.A.'s in the back because he's skeezin' with a whore
We got a safe in the trunk with money in a stack
With dice in the front and Brooklyn's in the back
Why won't you take my ride
No sleep 'til
No sleep 'til
Brooklyn!
No sleep 'til
Brooklyn!
Ain't seen the light since we started this band
M.C.A. - get on the mic my man
Born and bred Brooklyn - U.S.A
They all me Adam Yauch - but I'm M.C.A
Like a lemon to a lime - a lime to a lemon
I sip the def ale with all the fly women
Got limos, arena, TV shows
Autograph pictures and classy hos
Step off homes - get out of my way
Taxing little girlies form here to L.A
Waking up but I get to sleep
Cause I'll be rocking this party eight days a week
No sleep 'til
No sleep 'til
Brooklyn!
No sleep 'til
Brooklyn!
No sleep 'til
Brooklyn!
No sleep 'til
Brooklyn!
Yeahh!!
No sleep 'til
Brooklyn!
No sleep 'til
Brooklyn!
No sleep 'til
Brooklyn!
No sleep 'til
Brooklyn!
No sleep 'til
Brooklyn!
No sleep 'til
Brooklyn!

Time to jam this OG horrorcore classic again

Have you ever seen the sun set on the Mediterranean
IL Gato-The Cat, Gato Barbieri