tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80473331822798813182011-08-29T07:49:21.419-07:00A growing library of truly original soca lyrics that speak to the true Trini in us all.Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00918518641443769144noreply@blogger.comBlogger71100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8047333182279881318.post-52820781627429163912011-08-20T14:09:00.000-07:002011-08-20T14:10:37.915-07:00Chant- Unleash Yourself!<br />Free yourself! (repeat)<br /> <br />You only have one life to live- So live it!<br />You have so much love to give- So give it!<br />So much beauty in de world- Embrace it!<br />Let your colours unfurl- Display it!<br /> <br />After two thousand and twelve too late shall be the cry<br />Of all those who never free the party animal inside<br />Doh keep it chain up, scratching to come outside<br />You must join the greatest show on earth before you die!<br /> <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--zoPNfwvIjw/TlAiWzODDGI/AAAAAAAABQc/xLCxuhyf-k8/s1600/26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="266" width="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--zoPNfwvIjw/TlAiWzODDGI/AAAAAAAABQc/xLCxuhyf-k8/s400/26.jpg" /></a></div><br /><br />Unleash Yourself- Go brave and break away <br />Unleash Yourself- Party like is yuh last day<br />Unleash Yourself!- No matter yuh black or white<br />Unleash Yourself- No matter yuh size or type<br />Unleash Yourself- Doh hold nottin back, give me all<br />Unleash Yourself- Be loud, be slack, have a ball<br />Unleash Yourself- No excuses and no regrets<br />Unleash Yourself- Carnival 2012 you eh see nottin yet!<br /><br />All our love- We go unleash it<br />All our joy- We go unleash it<br />All our energy- We go unleash it<br />Come and see – We unleash it!<br /><br />written by Jessica Joseph <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8047333182279881318-5282078162742916391?l=looklyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00918518641443769144noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8047333182279881318.post-44390914840380525062010-12-01T07:00:00.000-08:002010-12-01T07:23:13.952-08:00Let Them Down Easy<br /><br />When looking for a man<br />They say judge his inner worth <br />By how he treats the woman <br />Responsible for his birth<br />I was not looking <br />But you propositioned anyway <br />So I am forced to assess you, Rude bwoy <br />In the aforementioned way<br /><br />Would your mother be proud to be<br />The one who birthed a boy who sucks and soots at me <br />And every pair of tits and ass you see <br />Will it warm her heart souljah boy<br />The way you treat women like toys<br />Buy, use, break, throw away<br />Is your dear mother truly proud<br />Of your utterances lewd and loud<br />That your brain is fogged by a cloud<br />Incapable of empathy <br />Barely penetrated by knowledge<br />Quick to anger but slow to quiet courage<br /><br />You see, I have no time or energy to be a mother to you<br />And finish what she didn’t and what you didn’t care to do<br />Tell me, if I birthed you would my heart soar to call you son<br />Or would I secretly wish to be mother to another one<br />I am looking for someone who can be complement to me<br />A grown-up love with shared strength in our individuality<br />And by that measure, dear rude bwoy it is clear to see<br />I will have to let you down easy<br /><br />When looking for a man<br />They say, judge his inner worth <br />By how he treats the woman <br />Responsible for his birth<br />I was not looking <br />But you propositioned anyway <br />So I am forced to assess you, Rastaman<br />In the aforementioned way<br /><br />You call me your African Queen<br />But Mother Africa you have never seen<br />In Mama Oshun’s bliss you’ve never been<br />You speak of Jah and Israel’s twelve tribes<br />Nomadic children living out their lives<br />Unaware their Divine Mother survives <br />Despite all your ‘conscious’ sweet talk<br />For Mother Earth you don’t walk the walk<br />Because you do not even remember the Goddess<br />That your ancestors were forced to suppress <br />You are a derivative of Judeo-Christian dominionist<br />Still eager to exploit Her goodness<br /><br />You only call me Queen so you can rule as my King<br />With aboslute entitlement to the gifts that I bring<br />If you knew that the feminine was equally Divine<br />You would not ask me to take a lower position at your side<br />I am looking for someone who can be complement to me<br />A grown-up love based on shared respect for our equality<br />So Rastaman, it is clear to see<br />I will have to let you down easy<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8047333182279881318-4439091484038052506?l=looklyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00918518641443769144noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8047333182279881318.post-21338976871972650642010-08-09T07:23:00.000-07:002010-08-09T07:29:26.218-07:00Colonialised<br />Anesthasized<br />Programmed to stand on the side lines<br />And criticize<br />Before we try<br />Attempt to fly<br />We already fail<br />Excuse and bail<br />Ourselves out<br />We love to pout<br />Turn up we mout<br />At who brave to enough to shout<br />And put their foot in their mout<br />Unafraid if they’re whispered about<br />By coward louts<br /><br />Colonialized<br />Paralyzed <br />Quick to bring people down to size<br />Cause we small<br />Cyah stand tall<br />Afraid to fall <br />Always against a wall<br />A prison for our mind<br />Ignorant and unkind<br />Desperate for a piece<br />Without inner peace<br />To settle the belly<br />So it always hungry<br />And easily upset <br />By what we cyah get<br />Eye big big still we cyah see<br />The demon inside we<br />Warping our beauty<br /><br />We colonialized<br />Self-demonized<br />Bred to ostracize<br />Genius, talent, bravery<br />A seed of long term mental slavery<br />Is what the powers planted in we<br />Independent nations<br />Still surreptitiously supplanted<br />While population is distracted<br />Maljoing, macoing and mauvalanging <br />Scrambling for a place<br />Based on color or race<br />Family name and face <br />Instead of acumen<br />And every now and then<br />When a flower pushes through the cracks<br />We stomp it back cause we<br />Colonialised<br />Marginalized<br />Programmed to steups and roll up our eyes<br />And criticize<br /><br />© Jessica Joseph<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8047333182279881318-2133897687197265064?l=looklyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00918518641443769144noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8047333182279881318.post-24478445835179716032010-04-22T20:50:00.000-07:002010-04-22T20:56:33.979-07:00Lately<br />It seems to me<br />We forgot how and why it’s important <br />To sometimes disagree<br /><br />How did we <br />Become such fearful slaves <br />To uniformity<br />When and why <br />Did we buy the lie <br />It’s evil to express our individuality<br />That how I experience Divinity<br />Should be the cause of your insecurity<br />Unless it conforms to your religious philosophy<br />Absolutely<br />Yet you admit the universe still baffles you in its complexity<br /><br />Lately<br />It seems to me<br />That we get so needlessly scared to be ourselves<br />Unless we have a majority<br />But why should the majority decide for me<br />Wasn't I the one sperm out of a billion swimming free<br />To choose the right tube inside of my mommy<br />The DNA in my eyeball is too unique<br />For you tell me how to see<br />I remember where my soul was before<br />So don’t tell me how to be<br /><br />Lately <br />It seems to me<br />There is deliberate effort by those in authority<br />To ignore a truth, blatantly obvious for anyone who cares to see<br />Nature favours diversity!<br />In everything, colour, function and sexuality<br />Like it or not<br />What is truly unnatural is striving for total uniformity<br />And trying to dictate destiny<br />When freewill only works when it’s …<em>free</em> <br />Uncertainty <br />That is just the way it was meant to be<br />In order to fuel creativity<br />For eternity<br /><br /><strong>© Jessica Joseph 2010. </strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8047333182279881318-2447844583517971603?l=looklyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00918518641443769144noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8047333182279881318.post-8838075509496050002009-12-30T04:59:00.000-08:002009-12-30T05:32:16.853-08:00<strong>Intro (Talk)</strong><br /><br />Bring on de breathalizer!<br />I am de rum-strategizer! <br />And so what if I ah l’il tipsy<br />Is not me drunk on power <br />While driving de country!<br /><br /><strong>Chant Chorus</strong><br /><br />Blow fuh blow blow blow<br />Ah drinkin mo mo mo mo<br />Come an test meh! Mr. Patos <br />I ready to blow!<br /><br /><strong>Stanza 1</strong><br /><br />Patrick! Yuh tek way we security<br />Yuh tek way we peace and harmony<br />Yuh even want to tek way we property<br />Rum is de last straw keepin we sanity<br /><br />Yuh lucky we still drinking! <br />Yuh cyah tek dat from we!<br />Thank goodness dat de boozin<br />Still essential to de party!<br />Who de hell you tink foolin?<br />Wit yuh two-face morality!<br />Yuh ass is grass if we start losin<br />All de joy inside we society!<br /><br /><strong>Chorus</strong><br /><br />Like yuh doh know<br />It go be blow for blow<br />Come an test meh! Mr. Patos <br />I ready to blow!<br /><br />Designated driver- I ready to blow!<br />Peanut oil- I ready to blow!<br />Garlic and chilli- I ready to blow!<br />Suck brown paper oi- I ready to blow<br /><br />Blow fuh blow blow blow<br />Ah drinkin mo mo mo mo<br />Come an test meh! Mr. Patos <br />I ready to blow!<br /><br /><strong>Stanza 2</strong><br /><br />Patrick! Yuh lying bout de economy<br />Yuh storm radio stations who disagree<br />Yuh even try hard to sideline Rowley <br />Yuh only like “Yes Men” in yuh party<br /><br />Yuh lucky we still drinking! <br />Yuh cyah tek dat from we!<br />Thank goodness dat de boozin<br />Still essential to de party!<br />Who de hell you tink foolin?<br />Trying to impress Her Majesty<br />Same time yuh busy breaksin <br />To fix problems in de country <br /><br /><strong>Chorus</strong> <br /><br />Like yuh doh know<br />It go be blow for blow<br />Come an test meh! Mr. Patos <br />I ready to blow!<br /><br />Sweaty workout- I ready to blow<br />Six Power Mints- I ready to blow<br />Tambran chutney- I ready to blow<br />Smoke herring stink- I ready to blow<br /><br />Blow fuh blow blow blow<br />Ah drinkin mo mo mo mo<br />Come an test meh! Mr. Patos <br />I ready to blow!<br /><br /><strong>Bridge</strong><br /><br />Yuh lucky we still drinking! <br />Yuh cyah tek dat from we!<br />Cause if we wasn’t drinking<br />It would be riot in dis country!<br /><br />The blasted traffic- Blow for blow<br />Two million dollar flag - Blow for blow<br />Rapes and murders- Blow for blow<br />The passport drag- Blow for blow<br /><br />Chinese slavery- Blow for Blow<br />Construction fraud- Blow for Blow<br />Non-stop spending- Blow for Blow<br />While Patos praising de Lawd- Blow for Blow<br /><br /><strong>Chorus</strong><br /><br />Like yuh doh know<br />It go be blow for blow<br />Come an test meh! Mr. Patos <br />I ready to blow!<br /><br />Blow fuh blow blow blow- Roadblock lookout<br />Ah drinkin mo mo mo mo- Coconut meat <br />Blow fuh blow blow blow- A teaspoon ah curry<br />Ah drinkin mo mo mo mo- Sweat in de heat<br /><br />Come an test meh! Mr. Patos <br />I ready to blow!<br /><br />Blow fuh blow blow blow- A dose ah Buckleys <br />Ah drinkin mo mo mo mo- Drive de back road <br />Blow fuh blow blow blow- Anything with dairy<br />Ah drinkin mo mo mo mo- Vicks in yuh nose hole <br /><br />Come an test meh! Mr. Patos <br />I ready to blow!<br /><br />Blow fuh blow blow blow- Cod Liver Oil <br />Ah drinkin mo mo mo mo- A spoon ah Kulchela <br />Blow fuh blow blow blow- Two vitamin B<br />Ah drinkin mo mo mo mo- Switch to marijuana<br /><br />Come an test meh! Mr. Patos <br />I ready to blow!<br /><br /><strong>Written by Jessica Joseph © December 2009</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8047333182279881318-883807550949605000?l=looklyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00918518641443769144noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8047333182279881318.post-69940899843081184252009-03-03T08:43:00.000-08:002009-03-03T08:50:17.220-08:00This is an answer to the soca lyric challenge by Winston C Kam from Toronto in his Letter to the Editor “Only Boobs and Bums in Bikinis” in Tuesday 3rd March Express Newspaper. <br /><br /><strong>Bikini Mas</strong><br /><br /><strong>Intro</strong><br />What is dis?<br />Is like Las Vegas exploe all over Port of Spain!<br />Woman in shiny bra and panty!<br />Fellas in dey drawers <br />They looking so drunk and happy<br />I wonder what is de cause?<br /><br /><strong>Chorus</strong><br />Boobs and bums and boobs and bums and boobs and bums…Oh My!<br />Shake yuh tail feather mama, make the camera man sigh<br />Boobs and bums and boobs and bums and boobs and bums…Oh My!<br />So much g-string bumcee papa, you start to go cokey eye!<br /><br /><strong>Stanza 1</strong><br /><br />You pay yuh four thousand cash or credit<br />You run round de Savannah just to get fit<br />You pose for Facebook to give your peeps a preview<br />You go to Tulip for extra beads, glitter and hues<br />You skip the J’ouvert and Ole mas to rest up<br />Because Carnival Monday is party non-stop<br /><br /><strong>Chorus</strong><br />It will be boobs and bums and boobs and bums and boobs and bums…Oh My!<br />Shake yuh tail feather mama, make the camera man sigh<br />Boobs and bums and boobs and bums and boobs and bums…Oh My!<br />So much g-string bumcee papa, you start to go cokey eye!<br /><br />So much sparkle I going blind, blind, blind, blind<br />Doh care what section just wine, wine, wine, wine<br />We pay good money just to have a time time time time<br />We drunk and naked and is not a crime, crime, crime, crime<br /><br />Cause Carnival is bacchanal<br />You can’t take the bacchanal<br />Out of Carnival!<br /><br /><strong>Stanza 2</strong><br />The goddie bag worth less than a two piece KFC<br />Your costume could hardly contain your anatomy<br />If it rain you go be looking like a wet fowl<br />If yuh muddah only see how you look she go bawl<br />You tipsy and you forget to put on sun block<br />But dat doh matter because is time to free up<br />On Carnival Tuesday you jumping till you drop<br /><br /><strong>Chrous</strong><br />It will be boobs and bums and boobs and bums and boobs and bums…Oh My!<br />Shake yuh tail feather mama, make the camera man sigh<br />Boobs and bums and boobs and bums and boobs and bums…Oh My!<br />So much g-string bumcee papa, you start to go cokey eye!<br /><br />So much sparkle I going blind, blind, blind, blind<br />Doh care what section just wine, wine, wine, wine<br />We pay good money just to have a time time time time<br />We drunk and naked and is not a crime, crime, crime, crime<br /><br />Cause Carnival is bacchanal<br />You can’t take the bacchanal<br />Out of Carnival!<br /><br /><br /><strong>Chant</strong><br />You want to wear a big headpiece?<br />No way! No way!<br />You want to portray a mythic beast?<br />No way! No way!<br />You feel like street theatre today<br />No way! No way!<br />Do you care what the judges say?<br />No way! No way! <br /><br />We want to play!<br />We want to break way!<br />Doh stand in we way!<br /><br /><strong>Bridge</strong><br />Cause Carnival is bacchanal<br />You can’t take the bacchanal<br />Out of Carnival!<br /><br /><strong>Chorus</strong><br />It will be boobs and bums and boobs and bums and boobs and bums…Oh My!<br />Shake yuh tail feather mama, make the camera man sigh<br />Boobs and bums and boobs and bums and boobs and bums…Oh My!<br />So much g-string bumcee papa, you start to go cokey eye!<br /><br />So much sparkle I going blind, blind, blind, blind<br />Doh care what section just wine, wine, wine, wine<br />We pay good money just to have a time time time time<br />We drunk and naked and is not a crime, crime, crime, crime<br /><br />Cause Carnival is bacchanal<br />You can’t take the bacchanal<br />Out of Carnival!<br /><strong>Repeat/Fade</strong><br /><br />These lyrics were written by Jessica Joseph © 2009 and may not be used without permission<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8047333182279881318-6994089984308118425?l=looklyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00918518641443769144noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8047333182279881318.post-37142063925006434082009-03-02T06:50:00.000-08:002009-03-02T07:02:32.954-08:00Here is my soca solution for preventing fights breaking out in fetes. Enjoy <br /><br /><br /><strong>Opening sequence</strong><br /><br /><em>Clock ticks and ticks, iron beating is added, then rhythm section, then intro:</em> <br /><br />One minute! One minute oi!<br />One minute! One minute oi!<br />Start your stop clock! Get ready, get set, let's go!<br /><br /><strong>Stanza 1</strong><br />I doh mind if you wine on meh gyul for Carnival<br />She extra wild when is time for plenty bacchanal <br />Plus you is meh partner<br />Meh rum drinking brudda<br />So go ahead breds, take a l’il wine up on de side <br /><br /><strong>Chorus</strong><br />You have one minute, one minute to release de energy<br />You have one minute, just one minute to get in a frenzy<br />You have one minute, one minute to mash up de party<br />You have one minute, one minute when my gal bumcee for free<br /><br />Doh juk<br />Just wuk<br />Take a one minute wine<br />Do it fass<br />On she a**<br />Take a one minute wine<br />Not too long<br />Not too strong<br />Take a one minute wine<br /><br />Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock<br />Your minute almost up<br />Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock<br />You better come back up<br />Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock<br />De free ride almost done<br />Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock<br />I hope you had your fun<br /><br />If you wine too long is trouble between you and me<br />Doh make a big fight break out inside dis party<br />They say doh let saltfish come between fraternity<br />So take a one minute wine and everything go be irie<br /><br /><strong>Stanza 2</strong><br />I’s not a jealous man and my gyal have plenty freedom<br />I know she love me and I am de only king of she kingdom<br />Although I play it cool<br />Doh take me for no fool<br />If she back, back on you, she only having herself a good time<br /><br />You have one minute, one minute to release de energy<br />You have one minute, one minute to get in a frenzy<br />You have one minute, one minute to mash up de party<br />You have one minute, one minute when my gal bumcee for free<br /><br />Doh juk<br />Just wuk<br />Take a one minute wine<br />Do it fass<br />On she a**<br />Take a one minute wine<br />Not too long<br />Not too strong<br />Take a one minute wine<br /><br />Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock<br />Your minute almost up<br />Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock<br />You better come back up<br />Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock<br />De free ride almost done<br />Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock<br />I hope you had your fun<br /><br />If you wine too long is trouble between you and me<br />Doh make a big fight break out inside dis party<br />They say doh let saltfish come between fraternity<br />So take a one minute wine and everything go be irie<br /><br /><strong>Chorus Repeat</strong> <br />You have one minute, one minute to release de energy<br />You have one minute, one minute to get in a frenzy<br />You have one minute, one minute to mash up de party<br />You have one minute, one minute when my gal bumcee for free<br /><br />Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock<br />Your minute almost up<br />Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock<br />You better come back up<br />Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock<br />De free ride almost done<br />Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock<br />I hope you had your fun<br /><br /><strong>Rap</strong><br />Fellas de one minute rule is a must <br />Prove to yuh gyal she have yuh trust<br />Tell your bredren doh fight and fuss<br />Is one minute only and or else you get cuss<br /><br />Is okay if your partner warm up she engine<br />Cause when you get home is you who drivin<br />Appetizer cyah beat de twelve inch pudding <br />Dem small man breds cyah test your plouging <br /><br />The code of de Party Bredren is one minute, or less<br />Get out early if she wining crooked and hopeless <br />If she is a mampee you go need time to rest<br />And if she is a fox you better give she your best<br /><br />Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock<br />Your minute almost up<br />Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock<br />You better come back up<br />Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock<br />De free ride almost done<br />Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock<br />I hope you had your fun<br /><br /><strong>Chorus</strong><br />So give dem one minute, one minute to release de energy<br />They have one minute, one minute to get in a frenzy<br />They have one minute, one minute to mash up de party<br />They have one minute, one minute when your gal bumcee for free<br /><br />Doh juk<br />Just wuk<br />Take a one minute wine<br />Do it fass<br />On she a**<br />Take a one minute wine<br />Not too long<br />Not too strong<br />Take a one minute wine<br /><br />Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock<br />Your minute almost up<br />Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock<br />You better come back up<br />Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock<br />De free ride almost done<br />Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock<br />I hope you had your fun<br /><br /><strong>Repeat, fade</strong><br /><br /><strong>These lyrics were written by Jessica Joseph ©2009 and she reserves all rights for their use. Do not use without permission. </strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8047333182279881318-3714206392500643408?l=looklyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00918518641443769144noreply@blogger.com0