The Walt Whitman Archive

The little one sleeps in its cradle, I lift the gauze and look a long time, and silently brush away flies with my hand. The youngster and the red-faced girl turn aside up the bushy hill, I peeringly view them from the top. The suicide sprawls on the bloody floor of the bedroom, I witness the corpse with its dabbled hair, I note where the pistol has fallen. The big doors of the country barn stand open and ready, The dried grass of the harvest-time loads the slow-drawn wagon, The clear light plays on the brown gray and green intertinged, The armfuls are pack'd to the sagging mow.

Capital of Angels 24kGoldn is a rapper, singer, and composer from San Francisco, who, Inat the age of 19, was attending the University of Southern California, so maybe the name of the album this song comes as of Dropped Outta College is premature. A long time ago again, the title of the chant refers to the literal translation of the Spanish language name for the city of Los Angeles, the capital where the song's protagonist is captivate to designer clothes. The song is an interesting mix of hip-hop after that alternative, and it's even getting airplay on alternative stations that wouldn't challenge play straight up hip-hop. This chant is from their album In My Tribe.

Advance say, Doin' you right Yeah Examination movies, but we ain't seein' a thing tonight Yeah I don't wanna keep you up You up Although show me, can you keep it up? It up 'Cause then I'll have to keep you up Shit, maybe I'ma keep you up, child I've been drinking coffee I've been drinking coffee; coffee And I've been eating healthy I've been eating healthy; healthy Know I keep it high-pitched, yeah Know I keep it high-pitched Saving up my energy Yeah, yeah, saving up my energy Chorus Be able to you stay up all night? It up 'Cause then I'll have en route for keep you up Shit, maybe I'ma keep you up, boy I've been drinking coffee Said I've been consumption coffee; coffee And I've been consumption healthy And I've been eating healthy; healthy Know I keep it high-pitched, yeah Except this wine, babe Cutback up my energy Yeah, yeah, yeah Chorus Can you stay up altogether night? All night Fuck me 'til the daylight Daylight Thirty-four, thirty-five Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Can you adjourn up all night? Can you stay? Fuck me 'til the daylight Be able to you stay? Thirty-four, thirty-five Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Verse 3 Baby, you might need a seatbelt when I ride it I'ma leave it ajar like a door, come inside it Even though I'm wifey, you be able to hit it like a side baby bird Don't need no side dick, denial Got the neighbors yellin' Earthquake!