Boom Box

Loose Yourself

2005-09-16T09:01:00.000-07:00

By Eminem

Look, if you had one shot or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted in one moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?

Yo, his palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There is vomit on his sweater already
Moms spaggetti he's nervous
But on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drops bombs, but he keeps on forgetting
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth but the words won't come out
He's choking, how? Everybody's jokin' now
The clock's run out, time's up, over BLOW!
Snap back to reality, oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked, he's so mad
But he won't give up that easy, no he won't have it
He knows his whole back's to these ropes
It don't matter, he's dope, he knows that
But he's broke, he's so sad that he knows
When he goes back to this mobile home
That's when it's back to the lab again, yo
This whole rhapsody, better go capture this moment
And hope it don't collapse on him

You better loose yourself in the music
The moment you own it you better never let it go, oh
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
Cuz opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo
You better lose yourself in the music
The moment you own it you better never let it go, oh
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
Cuz opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo
You better

Soul's escapin' through this hole's that is gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king as we move toward a new world order
A normal life is boring
But superstardom's close to post mortem
It only grows harder, homie grows hotter
He blows us all over, these hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he's known as the Globetrotter
Lonely roads got him
He knows he's grown farther from home, he's no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold ya nose cuz here goes the cold water
These hoes don't want him no mo', he's called product
They moved on to the next shmo who flows
Who nose dove and sold nada
And so the so proper
His toll, it unfolds and I suppose it's old, partner
But the beat goes on
Duh duh doe, duh doe, dah dah dah dah

No more games, I'ma change for due called rage
Tear this muthafuckin' roof off like two dogs caged
I was playin' in the beginnin', the mood all changed
I've been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin' and stepped writin' the next cipher
Best believe somebody's payin' the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the
Fact that I can't get by with my nine to five
And I can't provide the right type of life for my family
Cuz, man, these goddamn food stamps don't buy diapers
And there's no movie, there's no Mekhi Pfifer
This is my life and these times are so hard
And it's gettin' even harder tryin' to feed and water
My seed plus teeter-totter
Caught up between bein' a father and a pre-madonna
Baby momma drama, screamin' on her
Too much for me to wanna stay in one spot
Another damn or not has gotten me to the point
I'm like a snail, I've got to formulate a plot
Or end up in jail or shot
Success is my only muthafuckin' option, failure's not
Momma love you but this trailer's got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem's Lot
So here I go, it's my shot
Feet fail me not
This may be the only opportunity that I got

You can do anything you set your mind to, man

The Heart of Worship

2005-08-01T11:41:00.000-07:00

by: Matt Redman

When the music fades
All is stripped away
And I simply come
Longing just to bring
Something that's of worth
That will bless Your heart
I'll bring You more than a song
For a song in itself
Is not what You have required
You search much deeper within
Through the way things appear
You're looking into my heart

I'm coming back to the heart of worship
And it's all about You,
It's all about You, Jesus
I'm sorry, Lord, for the thing I've made it
When it's all about You,
It's all about You, Jesus

King of endless worth
No one could express
How much You deserve
Though I'm weak and poor
All I have is Yours
Every single breath
I'll bring You more than a song
For a song in itself
Is not what You have required
You search much deeper within
Through the way things appear
You're looking into my heart

I'm coming back to the heart of worship
And it's all about You,
It's all about You, Jesus
I'm sorry, Lord, for the thing I've made it
And it's all about You,
It's all about You, Jesus

I'm coming back to the heart of worship,
And it's all about You,
It's all about You, Jesus
I'm sorry, Lord, for the thing I've made it
And it's all about You,
It's all about You, Jesus

Tongue

2005-07-20T21:40:00.000-07:00

> The tongue is the large bundle of muscles on the floor of the mouth that manipulates food for chewing and swallowing. It is one of the organs of taste. Much of the surface of the tongue is covered in taste buds. The tongue assists in forming the sounds of speech, and also plays a major role in the tongue kiss and in oral sex. - en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tongue

> Jesus said that "out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaketh." (Mat. 12:34) According to Proverbs 18:21, "Death and life are in the power of the tongue: and they that love it shall eat the fruit thereof." In James 3:6, the Bible says that the tongue is "a fire, a world of iniquity", and James 3:8 calls the tongue a "deadly poison." - www.biblebelievers.com/jmelton/SinsofTongue.html

> Natural Language: a human written or spoken language used by a community - wordnet.princeton.edu/perl/webwn

> Wow.. An ever reliable (and sometimes moody) organ in the human anatomy (Hmmm.. and what about this thing between my legs?! Of course with an exception to the moody bit. Bwehehehe). A powerful artillery that can beget friendships, hope, comfort, confidence, a tool that can deviate truth and at the same time a powerful force that can damage irreparably. - Boomer

My Cheezeeness

2005-07-18T16:53:00.000-07:00

Early this morning near a school cum worship house in front of The Capitol, I saw a dad (I suppose) getting his kid tidied for school (I suppose). Such a common thing to come across but what flashed in my mind was a scene of little me, fourth grade I think, getting groomed up by mama after school (I remembered that she was there early for I will be having my scheduled check up with my doctor). Not really a good time for mushy stuff for the PUJ was so crammed up I feel like I’m in a cage on my way to a slaughter house. I got pissed with the ordeal that I was in. Thanks to that father-and-son drama that I got to relive that good memory with mama, that now I got to travel with delight despite of the “sibugi beh, onse-onse na!!” Imagine that!!! Maski nag sinardinas na mi.

I had a pleasant PUJ ride this morning and guess what, I did not come in late. Hahay, I miss mom.

Some important realizations I got from what I went through early today:

1. Knowing where your destination is what half of your journey is. Your attitude while getting there makes it complete.

2. God created things around us, great and small, that remind us of His perpetual love. All that is required of us is to “Stop, Look, and Listen.”

Now where did I get that “Stop, Look, and Listen” thing. Hmmmmm.. Oh! I remember it perfectly well. It is a nursery rhyme taught to us by our teacher when I was in blah blah blah blah blah blah…

Sedative

2005-07-16T23:41:00.000-07:00

In bed with thoughts running through
How can I rest, bring myself to comfort
When you got me all awake, kindled
All glowing, blushing..

Do you treat everyone this way?
What's in you that kept me so thrilled?
Is it the way you glance?
Maybe the sweetness of your sigh..
What's that trait in you?
Or is it the entire you?

How I yearn that this stirring cease
Then I could curl up to slumber in peace
Hey... How can I wish for these to ease?
When precious are these to behold
Cherished are these that cause me to while away..

Let these thoughts remain in me
Grant me more of your glance, your smile, your sigh
Make me glow and blush and sleepless
Then I can think of you more and dream of you more
Then I can sleep well..

Our House - CSNY

2005-07-16T18:47:00.000-07:00

I'll light the fire
You place the flowers in the vase
That you bought today
Staring at the fire
For hours and hours
While I listen to you
Play your love songs
All night long for me
Only for me

Come to me now
And rest your head for just five minutes
Everything is good
Such a cozy room
The windows are illuminated
By the sunshine through them
Fiery gems for you
Only for you

Our house is a very, very, very fine house
With two cats in the yard
Life used to be so hard
Now everything is easy
'Cause of you

And our la,la,la, la,la, la, la, la, la, la, la.....

Our house is a very, very, very fine house
With two cats in the yard
Life used to be so hard
Now everything is easy
'Cause of you

And...

I'll light the fire
And you place the flowers in the vase
That you bought today..

Music and Me

2005-07-15T11:39:00.000-07:00

It is amazing how music touches a human heart and even molds the human soul. With just a beat pounding in a PUJ or from "a little music from the house next door", we can always snap our fingers or tap our feet or bob our heads up and down to the tune of it. Every mood, mode, and occasion is associated with an appropriate kind of song - blaming it to the moody soul or to the picky party organizer. Obviously, music is not just to please the ear but it is an experience like school, food, and relationships that we go through and that makes us who we are.