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Baby Your My A Train
- Teach (a person or animal) a particular skill or type of behavior through practice and instruction over a period of time
- Cause (a mental or physical faculty) to be sharp, discerning, or developed as a result of instruction or practice
- create by training and teaching; "The old master is training world-class violinists"; "we develop the leaders for the future"
- public transport provided by a line of railway cars coupled together and drawn by a locomotive; "express trains don't stop at Princeton Junction"
- Be taught in such a way
- string: a sequentially ordered set of things or events or ideas in which each successive member is related to the preceding; "a string of islands"; "train of mourners"; "a train of thought"
- The youngest member of a family or group
- A young or newly born animal
- a very young child (birth to 1 year) who has not yet begun to walk or talk; "the baby began to cry again"; "she held the baby in her arms"; "it sounds simple, but when you have your own baby it is all so different"
- A very young child, esp. one newly or recently born
- the youngest member of a group (not necessarily young); "the baby of the family"; "the baby of the Supreme Court"
- pamper: treat with excessive indulgence; "grandparents often pamper the children"; "Let's not mollycoddle our students!"
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My name is Maxi Jazz and I ain't no joke
I'll make you choke on the mike when I go for broke
when I come into a jam I tear off my shirt
I have no knowledge of fear 'cause I'm here to do work
Watch me ride...
Take my words and the bass
taste and then swallow me
You're chasing the devil
'cause you're level if you follow me
For quality, and I make no apology
For linking my thinking with computer technology.
'cause this is like a modern day hymn
For the new church
I search for the truth
I got a hole in my tooth
I'm uncouth yes sir, I'm from a street university
Where we learn to earn even in times of adversity
And I would find the easy way out of a hard time
petty crime sometime But now I'm inclined to find
A fresh direction, Kiss me neck
Check out the funky section.
'cause this is the part where I start to rip up words,
A comfort coming straight from my heart,
I'm not a mystic, My views are realistic, simplistic,
One special brew I get pissed quick
And get sick so I don't do it no more
I won't find peace of mind
Rolling around on the floor
The point I want to make is
you can never escape from your fate
The mistake is to take without giving
From within, You wanna know how I'm living,
I'm cool.. I'm looking after myself,
And I could never place wealth before my spirit,
I feel it's unhealthy
The devil creep around your soul stealthy, stealthy
Till ya get bold, rush the gold
And before ya much older,
Ya soul is sold, where's it gettin ya?
Competition starts swearing ya,
Golddiggers setting you up,
Soon be forgetting your existence?
Do ya need a for instance,
I hafta admire your persistence
In sticking to a game plan,
That brings ya pain man,
And at the end of the day nothing is gained.
So listen to the voice within
I'll see ya later,
Pay heed to the Grand Oral Disseminator.
Quiet, still, you feel there's nothing going on
Until you realize the space behind your eyes
Is filling up with something like peace
As your thoughts cease and
Pleasure grows in your soul.
I ain't a Christian, sometimes
I feel like dissing em, but listen
I'm just trying to tell ya what I know
If you would once relax, chill to the max
These words on wax will cause sweet bells
To ring in your soul.
If I say God is alive I know you wanna know why
Babies die, food don't grow, why trains smash, planes crash
Situation mash and slam bam your fellow man
Money's in fashion, huh, it ain't rational,
Because damn it, he didn't just give us the planet
And its wealth, deep inside your soul he left a piece of himself
The lord is in here. His voice is small.
You keep lying and trying,
Denying the call from inside
You can't hide responsibility
So decide from today just how it's going to be,
Thou shalt have no other god but me,
He can set you free see,
But you have to listen,
And who's that false idol
I see you kissing?
Money, success and untold wealth, good health
And all you have to do is love yourself.
It's a fact you'll attract all the things that you lack,
So just chill
And get off the racetrack
And take a pace back, face facts,
It's your decision,
You don't need eyes to see,
You need vision,
Continue to view the lord as being separated
And You're living a lie that's been perpetrated,
For many centuries, I wanna mention these facts in my rap
I don't sing.
But I want to share the peace that they bring,
My name is G.O.D.
The Grand Oral Disseminator
Danger is Not My Middle Name #7
It stank in that passageway. I won’t even describe what it smelled like in case you’re eating. I’ll just try to explain that it stank like something undead and decaying would stink after three or four days in the hot sun.
Jennifer gagged beside me.
“Breathe through your mouth,” I whispered. “I used to have to change my baby brother’s diapers. It’s the only way not to puke. Trust me. As a matter of fact--”
“Shut up,” she hissed back, coquettishly.
So I lapsed into a sulky silence. If I were Bogart, it would have been called a manly-yet-deeply-injured silence. So I decided to sulk in a manly manner. I was wondering if teasingly asking Jennifer if she had her cranky panties on would help or hurt me when my mind jumped tracks to a completely different train.
Was this passageway designed for humans? It felt wrong. The stairs were too narrow, the tunnel too tight. The angles were wrong in ways I cannot describe to you. The walls were slick with something wet and sticky at the same time.
The light was murky as a politician’s heart, but some things could be made out. I saw a white sphere perched precariously on a narrow step before me. My foot barely touched it and it teetered uncertainly for a second and then, in slow motion, slid off the stair and rolled downward, sounding like two garbage can covers being slammed together by an angry gorilla in the silence.
We stopped and stood very still.
“Idiot,” hissed Jennifer in my ear, still playing hard to get.
We both heard the slithery sound in the living darkness before us at the same time. We froze. Then we heard it again.
Something was coming our way and in the narrow passageway there was nowhere to hide.
baby your my a train
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