More Shoes
by Young Vin-E
Now from planet to planet, and from star to star
It doesn't really matter, baby, just who you are
And from Earth to solar system, and to galaxy
It's real hard to get a ticket to hear Young Vin-E
Because I rock like a professional, this ain't no lark
You either hear me at a party, or you see me in the park
I rocked the many places far away from my home
I guess that must be the reason why I'm so well known
I rocked from Iowa to Idaho, Canada to Mexico
I came into the place, you party people, just to let you know
My name is the Young Vin-E, ladies want to come to me
And when they're in my arms, the ladies never ever front on me
Thinkin that you know the deal, boy, why don't you be for real
I love to rock the mic, and sometimes even rock the wheels of steel
Rock the place without a doubt, now I'm gonna turn it out
So listen very close, so I can tell you that it's all about shoes
More shoes
Party people, I'm the Young Vin-E, and I got shoes
Let me tell you something
Young Vin-E got more shoes
Because there's no such thing as too much cheese. Unrolling the braciole of consciousness; shaping the meatball of life. Because everything is funny; you just need to view it from the proper angle. Good for cats. Made in Poland. Because everything is like a hat. You know how those gorillas can be... Very unforgiving.
Wednesday, July 06, 2005
The early 1990s turned out some pretty rotten music -- nothing particularly memorable or playable today. But I did come across this little gem, a rap song not widely released, but I had a tape of it that I played in my Yugo as I chugged around Westchester in those carefree pre-law-school days.