Well you can’t go chasing your dreams on an empty tank. Well this ship has sailed it’s final course and you know it has. But the people keep chasing their monopoly money, covered in honey. Honey I got something for you to hear. Don’t leave your mic at home. Now she’s on the microphone. That’s what we call the tip when it’s up on the lip. Don’t get mad at this. Shaking that ass, squeezing their tits, What they want, what they get, Using their mind control. 40 in a fish tank, they dropping dank, I gotta give thanks to all the homies that we know, Blue and Milo. It’s a grind but we don’t mind, we got the kind. Four fish living in a fishbowl. Inside looking out, glass all around. Are we here, are we known? (2x) Living in a fish bowl. (4x) Farewell tour forever. No B.S. and you just better Believe in yourself, believe in your soul. (2x) You say you want to dance all night. I say we treat you right. I don’t need no money and I don’t need no girl. I can do my own thing, rock my own world. Cuz I got the moves and I got the grooves And I can go all night long. Get on down, won’t you get on down, Get on down with your bad self. (2x) You know I love reggae, you know I love rock. I got that funk and that hip-hop. RoPhunk RaeHop, get it at the gift shop. You know this……….. music rehab, it’s a bitch. Written by Kyle Daniel Moon

It’s chicken and blunts yo. It’s chicken and blunts yo. We used to be in the back, now we up in the front row. We get it crunk soon as we stomp in the front door. So, sit back, relax, we ‘bout to jump into funk mode homie. We got the type of funk that bubbles your blood flow. Keeping you high all through the night till the club close. It’s F-O-Dub in this mug, let the love flow. You can do what you want ‘cause ain’t nobody gonna judge yo. Go grab a cup or spark a blunt let the bud blow. We back in yo’ hood and you know how we does though. Always bringing the goods and always go for the gusto. So when you come into the show bring a bus load of… It’s chicken and blunts yo, it’s chicken and blunts yo. First I eat the chicken then I’m smoking the blunts yo. (2x) We rolled from Carolina to the Keys. Met Captain Jack, he had some wings, we had some weed, We rolled it up, what the…. I’m eating chicken and I’m smoking some blunts. Arrogance is darkness, ignorance is wasted. You on the sideline anticipating. Back of the van, you know we got flow. Just hanging out, out with my bros and my blunts And my chicken and my blunts… Check the chicken! So as we’re pumping the funk, increasing the peace, We gotcha shaking your junk like a freak of the week. Now go ahead! Don’t let it spoil, baby do what you please. You rolling with them beach boys who back on the scene. Who keep you begging for more like a sexual fiend. So uh uh, don’t be alarmed cause we’re professionally trained. So come on. Just come along and jump on this thing And put your booty on the floor bend it, pump it, and swing. That’s how you do it when you roll with the gang.. So all aboard on the funkiest train. Coming all around the world just to funk with your brain. And all we needed was some blunts and some wings. It’s chicken and blunts yo, it’s chicken and blunts yo. First I eat the chicken then I’m smoking the blunts yo. (2x) We rolled from California to the Keys. Met Captain Jack, he had some wings, we had some weed, We rolled it up, what the…. I’m eating chicken and I’m smoking some blunts. It’s chicken and blunts yo, it’s chicken and blunts yo. First I eat the chicken then I’m smoking the blunts yo. (2x) Written by: Kyle Daniel Moon & Jamaal ‘J-Sneez’ Cheatham

Kick back, relax on the mellow groove. Don’t you move to fast. Just let the tempo take over you. Across the globe, you can feel the love, Feel it deep inside. No different than us living in this life. It’s all the things you do That make your dreams come true. It feels at ease in your home. Left all the drama at the door. Let us lay in the sun. Count all the beautiful things we can see. And we won’t stop ‘till we’re done. There ain’t no rules for having fun. Kick back, relax on the mellow groove. Don’t you move to fast. Just let the tempo take over you. Across the globe, you can feel the love, Feel it deep inside. No different than us living in this life. When I look into your eyes,  I can’t see you looking back at me. Winking at the top of the stairs,  I see your using your looks to their potential. No accident that I found you. Now it’s time you find yourself.  Looking for that real man who can love you slow. But you in no rush, no rush to find him. You got the ring on the wrong hand. Trying to forget him, you take me on the dance floor. No steps are taken. Just some b.s. I’m side stepping. Time to show these suckers who their fucking with. Security come, no question. Let this be a lesson. You already now what I have to say. You don’t want to listen, oh no.  Emma will you let me soften the blow? Or will you let this substance up in your body take control? Byron Bay breeze keeps pushing you in my direction. Sick of house music and shallow conversation. Should have never hesitated pulling you close. I’m the type of man that likes to love you slow. I’m the type of man that lives across this globe. 

I just can’t get enough of these girls. Hot, kinky, freaks. (4x) I can’t get enough of these kinky freaks. ‘Cause all they want to do is freak week to week. One thing on their mind, rarely eats or sleeps. Just trying to lay us down underneath the sheets. Now I resist some but can’t resist ‘em all. ‘Cause every time I try to run, I just slips and fall. Now I got another trying to give me the draws. Giving me the number just to give me the call. Sometimes I sit and wonder maybe is it the dog That keeps me and these women always getting involved. I maybe simply it’s the freak in us all. ‘Cause you know, I freaky weaky when we deep in ‘em all. So call Sneazy if you need you a boss. You can meet me on the beach, 843 in the south. So many freaks I done had at my house And I”m still out on those streets going out on the prowl. I just can’t get enough of these girls. Hot, kinky, freaks. (4x) Seduction lost refinement, quit the wining and dining. The dining’s done domestic, I’m a chef in essence. Your presence presents a player with a path of passion.  Stop laughing, funny how it happened, we locked eyes, Abdomens followed, I hit where it’s hollow. She hollered than I pampered it. Lasting long she enamored with  Positions, incisions, exquisite tongue kissing. My fingers linger in all the right spots, Spots and spaces. Where she aches I placed it. Pushing love in, In and out of you.  You knew a dude or two. But I’m a gentleman, not settling, the etiquette comes standard  Where they lack I landed it.  Where they stop I handled it. This ain’t no magic trick, it’s an education. I pay attention, I give affection, I ease that tension. I just can’t get enough of these girls. Hot, kinky, freaks. (4x) And I keep feeling like it won’t stop ‘Cause everyday I see a chick that I just might hop. Some little fly lady jet like fox Keeps me like a hound chasing for that late night box. I get around baby just like Pac ‘Cause every time I turn around I’m getting chased by hot. Kinky freaks everywhere I walk Even when I go to sleep, they be in my thoughts. But somehow I’m still on my job, Still with the program, rolling with my guys. Pimps up, hoes down, you know how we ride. You know how it goes down when we on that jive. But when it comes to the real thick thighs, Slim waist, cute face, with the slanted eyes man. It’s one thing that I just can’t dodge, I never understand why I love these broads. I just can’t get enough of these girls. Hot, kinky, freaks. (4x) Written by: Kyle Daniel Moon and Jamaal Cheatham

You are my friend. I like to see you Dancing and clapping, Getting down on this here groove. Well, this here groove is the type of groove  That moves you. Get on down to that groove. You can get on down to that groove. (2x) You are my friend. I like to see you Dancing and clapping, Getting down on this here groove.  Well, this here groove is the type of groove  That moves you. Get on down to that groove. You can get on down to that groove. (2x) Get on down to that groove.  Get on down to that groove. (4x) Get on down to that groove.  Get on down to that groove.  Get on down to that groove mama. Get on down to that groove. Get on down to that groove brother. Get on down to that groove.

Fletch’s funk goes all night long. Got to get some, don’t even lie. Hitting your lips, you can’t deny. It’s a liquid ride. Up until, up until sunrise With your best friend by your side. Up to no end, you can’t deny. It’s a liquid ride. Fletch’s funk goes all night long. Got to get some, don’t even lie. Hitting your lips, you can’t deny. It’s a liquid ride. Ooh yeah (Repeat) It’s a liquid ride. It’s a liquid high. (4x)

You are my brother. This is our pie. Leave some for sister. Leave her a slice. Stop purging mother Earth till we die. This is the ground that She supplies. Pump the Funk, Increase the Peace P.F.I.P., P.F.I.P. (2x)

Should I go, should I stay? Why can't tomorrow come A little bit longer now? These dirt roads are made of Heart and soul. We've been leaning on. Mountain view for two, But I have an alibi. It seems lately, I can't part ways With this six string lady of mine. (2x) Under the lights, under the decibel. Showing yourself, showing the world. (2x)

[CHORUS] Dirty and smooth. I got to get with this groove. So dirty and smooth. (2x) What up y'all, It's been a long time coming. But you know the kid just can't stay from it. From the hometown, got the street straight dumbing. It's all love now when they see Jay coming. I'm like hey, let's par--tay. We can just act up cause I get it cracking all day. There's no time to be acting afraid. It's our time and I'm back but y'all late. But it's cool. I got time to show you how to switch moods And produce the soul groove. I'm a sick dude with a gift to spit flu. I turn up the party when I step in the room. Mixing with the mommies. Foxing with the dudes. Lyrical lodi dodi, intoxicating you. Going through out your body, locking you in the groove. The spots getting funky like socks without the shoes. I’m being… [CHORUS] And like that, I'm right back. I think I'm feeling the spirit of Mike Jack. Maybe I'm just the illest and that’s that. And maybe that's why shorty keep throwing that ass back. I'm J-Sneez, call me the last mac. While you was spending your chips, I've been getting my cash back. You was running your lips, I've been on to my last lap. Cause homie I've been the shit Since kid and play was the class act. Meanwhile, I'm back on the fast track. Let’s get on the dance floor And drink till the drafts tapped. I know what you came for. Don't worry about that. I love keeping it raw And making you bounce jack. That's how we doing it down in South “Cak”. Sometimes we laid back. Sometimes we bout action. But if you want to get down and get jacked, Hey black, scratch that, in fact let’s act ratcheted. [CHORUS] Roll with me. You can ride with me. You can do as you please. You can hang with J-Sneez at the 843. That's how I do when I come through on that… East Coast. Let me give you some perspective. I get game, than I checked it At the door, on the floor. Got them begging me please, Spending those G’s Just to come see me. You a has been, you got a husband. White lightning don't strike twice In the same damn pants. Next episode. Next set, next fret. My finger bends the note.  Doo, doo, doo, doo. (5x) It's who I am, Not what I have. Don't make me trespass On this track. I can and I will though. Throwing rocks at the window. Done being Joe-blow. For time being, next weekend, The weak shit, we fleeing. To the next episode. Next set, next fret, My finger bends the note. Doo, doo, doo, doo. (5x) [CHORUS] I'm in the party, Krunker then everybody. Chicks all up in the club, Thinking Buffy the body. Got me feeling the buzz, Now I'm feeling so naughty. Now I'm living it up And drinking tons of Bacardi. I need a hottie. Little Puerto Rican mommy. A little something mystique. A little something exotic. A little freak in the sheets. A little street and she bout it. Treat herself like a queen And dressing fly as a pilot. I'm only Wildling***, Swagger been on a thousand. Haters can get the Jimmy and I ain't talking about Fallon. Claiming they wanna see me But see me and keep it silent. That's why I focus on me and just Keeping this money piling. I need a ticket to kick it up on a island, To get me a margarita and drink up by the gallon. Roll up a little cheaba and take it straight to the noggin. I don't think I'm gonna sleep much But I don't think that's a problem when you're… [CHORUS] Written by Kyle Daniel Moon & Jamaal ‘J-Sneez’ Cheatham Copyright: Fish Out of Water 2017 RoPhunk RaeHop Publishing

Now we’re sipping back on an ice-cold brewsky. Taking in that which surrounds the party. Thinking about how we rocked it so hard. Nothing to say, but there’s much to do and much To sing and much to voice to the rest of the ring. Now it’s every single day that you know we must Come undone, take a little piece, then we’re under the sun. Don’t you get back to the table When you know your more than able To bust it up and cut the rug. Make a little love to what your hearing. They’ve got me peering Down every single doorway. Trying to find the right way. Oh, here it is, I think I’ve got it. It’s the only thing we know To get us through another show, That’s our instinct. The first thought of how you feel Now you know that this is real. [CHORUS] The first thought of how you feel Now you know that this is real. (4x) Back in the place, you know who it is. It's your boy J-Sneez. I'm back on my biz. I brought it back full speed. I'm back on the grid. It's like I just won't leave, like I'm a kid. So I jumped the gun and came back for more. Had to make time for fun and time for you. Had to make time for Mom and time for crew. Now I'm back on the job, it's time to cruise. I keep moving when it's time to snooze. Try to hold back but it's kind of cool. So call me Tupac 'cause I got the juice. But homie got lost but I caught the clues. I talk the talk and I walked the shoes. Still they want to act like I'm not the dude. All up in my face like I'm not the truth. You don't got to wait but you got to move. [CHORUS] Yo it's J-Sneez in the place and all night. And I got what it takes to rock the mic right. Got what it takes to rock the mic tight. Got what it takes to get the place hype. I like girls mixed of all types. Black, white, and Asian chicks is all right. Can't pick a favorite 'cause they all nice. So much to play with, man that's my life. So I hop back in and I drive. Back to the lab with a pen and I grind. Back and I'm at it again like I'm 9. Stuck with a habit again but I'm fine. But I'm always on time. Can't hold me down 'cause I'm always going to climb. Back from the ground 'cause I'm always going to shine. Can't be around but I'm always online. [CHORUS] Isle is silent make you smile a diamond. The rhymes they heaven sent. These rhymes they smell like sense-amilla. Amazing how hard your craving. Laying next to me, I take care of tempo. T to the E-M-P-O. Sometimes I rhyme fast, sometimes I rhyme sloooooow Down on the pound, don't flip it too fast now. It's a cash cow. Get it while you get out son. Get it while you get out. I manifest the best intentions. Get hooked, what? Rap class in session. Make love stop your wrestling.  Some say, some say A-A-A Some say, some say Speak from your heart. Girl I want to be with you in the dark. (4x) Written by: Brandon Moon Jamaal ‘J-Sneez’ Cheatham Kyle Daniel Moon Copyright: Fish Out of Water 2017

Getting paid is an everyday thing. Don’t be late or your going to miss the funk train. It’s OK if you want to get laid. Hey, it’s a freak show, don’t you know. Moving to the beat, Making my mouth speak About all the things that are going on In this world now. You can see how Everybody’s looking at a screen Trying to find the meaning to, what? Oh, you already forgot. Cause you got sidetracked clicking on another link. Do I need to rhyme? Or do you need to listen? To the words that I speak Cause that’s our mission. Getting you up and make you move to what you hear. It feels so good when the music hits your ear. Nowadays, life’s moving to fast. We’re just trying to keep up, Try to make a little cash. Scratch that, I want to be a billionaire. In 50 years, it’s going to take a zillionaire… [CHORUS] To make a difference in this world. All men want is money and pretty girls. Look at the stats and you will see It’s been going down since before B.C. Sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride. Before you know it, life’s going to fly on by. It just so happens that I’ll be The one that brings all the positivity To the table. What is left, But to step on back and take a deep breath. Cause I got the shit that ain’t nobody seen yet. Something fresh, something new, Tell me what we’ve got to do To make a difference in this world. It’s going to take all of us working hard together Forever and ever, until we see the light. That shines on down when we do What we know is right. I don’t have all the answers but I speak from my heart. It’s difficult sometimes I know, But if we try just a little, we can find that flow. That keeps the earth rotating on its axis, Like Anthony’s backspin. Tell me where you’ve been. Doing something good like you should Well that’s great. Everybody knows that it’s never too late To pick up the pieces in your life. You put your pen to paper and stay up all night, Up all night, up all night. (4x) Hey man, I ain’t doing you no harm. I’m just trying to kick it Put some love between my arms. Everybody needs it every now and again. You have my permission to go tell your friends. That’s the way I see it, don’t you agree. Do what we feel, What comes naturally. [CHORUS] (2x) You put your pen to paper and stay up all night, Up all night, up all night. (4x)

Three D.P. up in the house. Better recognize, it’s a homicide When I’m on the microphone. If you feel obliged to get up on, to get up on  This dance floor. Gonna see you on it anyway, anyway, anyway, Anyways yeah. (2x) Like to drive on the wrong side of the road. Got some homies, smoke some cones. These constellations are upside down. These constellations are upside down. Ahh... Brandon, remember when there were two Dan’s at the  Party the other night ?   I think we should sing about it  Vocally dog. [Chorus] Double Dan down at the party. (8x) Three D.P. up in the house. Better recognize, it’s a homicide When I’m on the microphone. If you feel obliged to get up on, to get up on  This dance floor. Gonna see you on it anyway, anyway, anyway, Anyways yeah. (2x) From the city but I’m up in the bush. And I know you wish we could stay a little bit longer now, Longer now. Ahh… Brandon, remember when there were two Dan’s at the  Party the other night? I think we should vocalize it here at Romanelli studios. [Chorus] Double Dan down at the party. (8x)

Sé que lo sabes, yo solo soy un hombre. [English translation] I know you know, I am only a man.