Search results for 'city editor'

Queen of the Publication

Olivia Newton-John

Soul Kiss

1985

Something strange is going on
And you're in the middle
I'll do anything to solve the riddle
I've got a city editor
Put me on a deadline
If I

of fiction

Come feast on our natural curiosity
Come pick our brains for new information
Come get your fix from the city
Feed your mind with anticipation

Nah I ain't regular
Ya people acting like y'all really know me shoot the messenger
I'm fucking with your city got my money, don't need editors
I got

not hard to see why
My father might be one of the
Most influential councillors in our city
But my mother is the voice of the people
The editor

Ryde on da Regular

Styles P

Master of Ceremonies

2011

you the movie, I'm the editor! (editor!) [x2]

Now tell me: whatchu know about the zone?
You go to jail when your man is comin' home. (comin' home!)

a register
I'ma write my own story, editor
It's me versus me, nothing competitor
Okay, okay, okay, when I'm in the studio, don't play

I ball like LeBron James

Bitch I ball on the regular
Different naw I ain't regular
City got the Draco
Run up case close
He'll change a nigga like a editor
Searching
Predator

a $40 MIDI, I barely knew my city
I kicked it with some junkies  
They aint need my pity
So I'm gon dedicate this to bottom rent brackets
And bed bug

meet the executor and when it come to paper, meet the editor
(Uh) A little better brah you need to step, step it up
I'm on my business that's my forte,

dough and going deluxe then
there I be ain't I pretty
it's my city
I'm the King of New York

A corduroy suit with fitted knickers
A mezzanine seat to see

New York Original 

Verse 1:
In the City where it all started
In the parks where emcees rocked it
Urban concrete
Where the blocks parted
We’re

dough, improvised so no plans
I hope for mo' fans than Yoko Ono's mans
Whose ashes were spread in my city
10 years ago, I was almost head of my city
Yeah,

Kill or Be Killed

Do or Die

Picture This

1996

the
The editor (and I) ? eliminate my competitor
Time to feel the wrath of full-blooded predator
So in my head I'm on back tracking niggaz
Subtracting niggaz ? I'm

a competitor
Levelin', young veteran, more lines than editors
Shit, why you think we Top Dawgs? Niggas different, uh
I been that nigga since Hov was Big

and I wear a crown
All the people in the city, please gather round
Whether LA (LA), or even New York (New York)
Anywhere I go I live it like a rhyme sport

Number Nine

Aesop Rock

Fast Cars, Danger, Fire and Knives

2005

sit the googly off the daily paper. Cllip red or blue. Either way the shredder chew. Letter to the editor messenger, let him through

Engine engine

newspaper. Ike was asked to leave. The paper’s editor visited him late one night in February 1916, the day before the paper was to move in. Ike said, “This

Let my mother tell it over 
Who is you to tell me I will never glow up
Staring at the city fuck it I'm looking at the sky 
Stargazing from my view

elevated
To a level where the real and the fake are segregated, let me illustrate it
Nothing like Los Angeles the city from which I will make it
So many

the lines then correct them like an editor
Ridding on tracks switching lanes like I’m NASCAR
I’m gone any minute like a wino and liquor jar
They say I’m

stop wid umbrella
Me nuh inna bagga chat like senator
Mad sick nah no head like predator
Get yuh face write off like editor
Tru dem ah little bitch like

weekends all alone with my headphones
Half asleep with the window as a screen
Got a city for a scene and I'm busy
Flipping channels by the panel
As we speed

fall for me baby (yeah)
Please don't fall for me baby
I seen too much city girl shit
Ain't no love like 80s
Text on my cellular
5 hit ups she practically

Down Like This

Snoop Dogg

What Goes Around

2014

get it
Liquor hangovers, weed medication
New York City, L.O.X federation
Any jail cell, our music is meditation
You don't want my niggas to act up