(Edgar Wallis)

You are here, nothing else matters, 
no apple or android phone in reach, nada
no swag on your skin, no, no Gucci no prada
your my mamma and tonight Imma definitely be your papa

go crazy go gaga….
be my Lionking-Nala…
I’ll give you stuff to remember…

Just pin me down,
and Imma be your Simba.
We both discovered Tinie Tempah, John Legend and Wyclef,
gone to November.
I’m a grown man, no little boy agenda
I slow down and settle in my universe’s center.

Baby mama, like Wiz and Rose, Amber 
we against the world - against the world -
; Black Panthers

I’m the question,  you’re the answer
my poetry in person, a story for romancers…

You are here like air that I breathe…
like care for the weak…
like Sonny and Cher, something so rare, so rare, I wanna keep.
you are here…
Post it on my wall to get a like,
no comments nothing but  your care and candle lights
you are here..
like beach flare, rare like a leap year
a dream since my teenhood 
you caught me with yo sweet stare.

You put my soul to rest like a great song,
keep the fire burnin’ like you made it with some napalm.
Bet the neighbours  know  our Names, Tray Songs!
Wonderwoman, sexy with that outfit on. 

I’ll try to be your Superman, cape  on! 
To the rescue I’ll caress you when the day was long,
put your body down to rest on the futon,
there’s nothin’ I could do wrong, no……


2X 
Baby mama, like Wiz and Rose, Amber 
we against the world - against the world -
; Black Panthers

I’m the question,  you’re the answer
my poetry in person, a story for romancers…

U R here

Produced by Pay Day (www.hellz-kitchen.de)
Beat: TLB (https://www.facebook.com/TheLastBrain?fref=ts)

Lyrics: 

I’d go back to the beginnin‘ of my motherfuckin‘ life,
and tell my daddy to forget about cigarettes!!
…he would die of lung cancer…I’d use this one chance to change it all to the better,
save him from the pain n’ to be more clever....
I’d trigger an effect so positive, like holdin’ a degree in both hands  from any college.
Mother would have a husband, siblings would have a dad, 
no missin’ that, no feelin’ sad bout things that we could have had.
My brother wouldn’t face pain getting’ baked, he’d still be into school.
He would know his place wuzn’t on the street, wuzn’t  to be  another criminal,
he wouldn’t  repeat and ninth grade would be his minimal goal.
And I know that my role wouldn’t be hard, sophisticated like actin’ a retard; Rain man
facin’ difficult situations, caged in ways… 
I wish I could go replace em .

(Hook)
in a time machine
I would go find, rewind
re align and re write
in a time machine
I would know why
find out  discover and wipe out






I’d become a marvel time super hero
I’d fight crime and evil
as a superior negro 
change fate
make way for good to take over
and maybe
draw my 3  step siblings  closer
I’d remember anniversaries and 
birthdays
I’d be a better brother
from the start from the first day
prevent my girl from harm in the first place
restore her eyesight
and there would be no  worst case
and then I’d go back to my birthplace
and tell the younger me 
“stay strong through the divorce kay”
I’d go back to my boardin’ school
and make em understand what they did was whack  and  
 cruel too
I would do better
move clever
loose never
I would wipe tears
take fears
In all the years
I would come back 
to notice though there is a  change
fate is strange
and will always lead you to same page 

in a time machine
I would go find 
 rewind
re align
and re write
in a time machine
I would know why find out 
discover and wipe out

Time machine

Produced by Pay Day (www.hellz-kitchen.de)

This Lyric is always being changed so don't be confused ;)
(new version with www.catalinaclub.de)
Wir betreten den club wie michael 
die hüte tief
und alle drehen sich um und 
zweifeln miami heat
denn tonight sind wir lebron
bosh oder d wade 
mit jedem song 
haben wir was dir fehlt
SWAAAG
afrodeutsch mäßig
mit eurem crap
scheitert ihr heute Nacht kläglich
der beat ist in fahrt
wallis bringt den part
die catalina club ist am start

wir bewegen dein body baby
von hier bis zur after party baby
also scheiß auf die couch
und komm auf den dancefloor
show me and my homies 
what you got that ass for
zeig mir dein gesicht
wie du bist
wie du spaß hast
hast wohl ne schwäche für mischlinge 
das wars(das) jup
kein wunder wir stehlen nicht, 
wir sind die show
und wir gehen nicht 
spätschicht
let’s go 

(alternative
und jungs wir stehln nicht
wir sind die show 
brings täglich
spätschicht
sowie so)

(2x)
come come and be a part of the show and lets go
cuz tonight is the night, we taking a flight, into the light
like stars on the screen the cars the dreams

Schon in ghana hattn wir gucci
in ghana hatten wir prada
doch heute nacht ist alles echt und nicht in accra 
nicht gefälscht aus china
importiert nach nima
drapiert auf der straße
kaschiert als heiße ware
nee
alles AD und in deutschland (deutscheland)
high definition wie hd 
und wortgewandt
ein afrodeutscher von heute schafft sich nen porsche an 
und übermorgen hat er die deutschen farben an
schwarz rot gold
wir fallen auf wurden in deutschland groß 
und wir sind stolz darauf 
rot gold grün
wir habens drauf 
kreativ wie immer 
killer für jede schöne frau
schwarz rot gold
we got the brains
we got the knowledge we got It
know what I’m sayin‘
rot gold grün
wir bringen den flavor
auf jeden dancefloor
baddest behaviour 


Stars and Dreams

Produced by Edgar Wallis 



They fear the power of rap...that's why they hate it!
Even the government of the USA hates rap. 

They hate it!

Week to week from nine to five
the search for unique
artist designs

Week to week from nine to five
skippin’ the beats
searchin’ a vibe

Week to week from nine to five
hittin’ the keys
verse rhymes

Week to week from nine to five
rehearsin’ for me
inside my mind

Week to week from nine to five
workin’ to keep
my shit alive

week to week from nine to five
ready to leap
takin’ the flight

week to week from nine to five 

yo yo 



and it goes like
call me dope cuz I drag real slow
just a little bit of grow and my hands loose hold
of the day
A jay, just the keys
and  a beat
and I promise as it flows
I will never go to sleep
cuz my  mind moves
to the fine grooves
and I differ the crap  from style real soon!
Hellz-Kitchen
listed
new quality standard
try to copy 
that’s if you understand it
Fail
Chinese shit gets dismantled
if I was a nike fit
you’d be sandal 
OH
nigga’s go wrong 
they need a scandal
to prove they strong
but they still don’t reach standards 
No
raise your hands up
or don’t raise your hands up
a fan does wanna show some love
stand up!
No stress if you don’t feel it!
I ain’t that type of rapper
if I wuz you would see it!

I am

H I P
H to the O to the P





Week to week from nine to five
fuck wannabees
cuz you is you and I is I and
I know the scope that you know
but this what I can
I’ve never been on parole
I’m nothin’ frightnin’
nothin’ like Tyson 
I’ve never had the Ice but
still bring the cool to the stage
and the excitement
AWW!
movin back and faw
like see-saw swingin’
performin’ on a level 
with my neat broad chillin’ 


It’s Payday and  Burnt 
from the kitchen’
got all the techniques bitch
shut up and listen
feedin’ the good stuff
because of  malnutrition 
doctor do 
wu-hospital admition
Damn!!!
gin and juice sippin’
Wallis on stage
when I’m off you will be missin’
me 
Oh wee!!
I’m full of that ambition
Edgar Wallis
nice  of you to listen

Nine to five

Produced by Edgar Wallis

Lyrics

Chris Rock
"Look at all the rappers man, look at all the dead rappers I miss all these motherfuckers man,
Biggie Smalls, Tupac Shakur" 



Moment of silence

Produced by Pay Day (Hellz-Kitchen)
Beat: Raffi Balboa(OK KID) https://www.facebook.com/raffibalboa?fref=ts

Master Splinter
Lyrics

1 Verse
I’m on top like an antenna is on a story buildin’,
chillin’ upon this level like billionaires  children. 
Man Sorry!
Worry ain’t part of what we deal in,
we’re here for all the glory, the more we crushin’ through ceilings!
I’m up on the stage like I was daylight in the winter,
bringin’ a change of taste like eatin’ sushi…ahhh the ginger! 
Cuttin’ my way through foolish whack mcees like a ninja,
niggas is way too slow, they say I’m dope like master splinter!


Sinister 
Wallis
I’m so big, u’re just miniature!
I step up on the stage and then I rage like I was Dillinger!
Enemy number one like John. Yeah yeah!
Nigga what!!!  I came to burn like dragon’s breath.

Sinister 
Wallis
I mean business like administration!
I’m here to make it from current station to cross the nation.
Constantly facin’ the top n’ wasting no time,
constantly takin’ over all stages that I can find!
It’s deejay burnt yo
payday yo
raffi balboa yo
Edgar Wallis yo
we at the clubs yo
we at the underground
we at the clubs yo
and we is comin now!!!







Hook
 Our nests’… up in the underground
yes…up in the underground
the best…up in the underground 
fresh…up in the underground 
Our projects…up in the underground
the kitchen…up in the underground
we good…up is the underground
the hood…up in the underground




2 Verse
I’m ontop like a satellite’s up ontop of this globe,
and I’m rockin’ the the shit like dynamite that’s about to explode.
Igniting my fire like I was about to smoke,
satisfying my appetite every time I flow. 
I’m up on the stage like everyday could be the close,
kickin’ my best of best up in the booth and in my shows.
Pickin up every breath to get the groove… I’m always flowin’ 
100% proof; known for what I do, get’s to the bone.

Sinister Wallis
I’m so big, u’re just miniature!
I step up on the stage and then I rage like I was Dillinger!
Enemy number one like John. Yeah yeah!
Nigga what!!!  I came to burn like dragon’s breath.

Sinister 
 Wallis
 I mean business like administration!
 I’m here to make it from current station to cross the nation.
 Constantly facin’ the top n’ wasting no time,
constantly takin’ over all stages that I can find!


It’s Deejay Burnt yo
this for the crowds yo
we got the style yo
doin it loud  yo
we love to bounce yo
we got the sound yo
we runnin’ wild yo
you is involved yo




 Our nests’… up in the underground
yes…up in the underground
the best…up in the underground 
fresh…up in the underground 
Our projects…up in the underground
the kitchen…up in the underground
we good…up is the underground
the hood…up in the underground



Master Splinter

Produced by Pay Day (https://www.facebook.com/payday.armstrong?fref=ts)

Lyrics

"I dreamed of first class tickets to beautiful spots
I dreamed of first class bitches, that you never got,
dreamed that I stood next to Hov(Jay Z) while he was doin' the rock
I dreamed of backstages with Gin in my cup.

I dreamed of sportscars at high speed feeling like Puff
cuz that Bugatti Veyron I so fuckin' love,
dreamed of Grammy awards we finally on tour
the media sayin' it was a great one
that five million saw.

I dreamed Chapelle or Chris rock would mention me in a sketch,
show love for my raps, like Lil Jon they'd make me a guest,
and I was concidered to be the next Biggie or Pac
a Legend on top, I'd live long and never get shot.

I wished the Industry was friendly to all of it's stars 
and that it wouldn't turn agains me 
when I'm old(full) of scars...

and that I'd live to be eighty so they'd call me a granpa
and questions bout my life would always lead to that answer....

Hook 
It was good, , I'd tell the media and the press
that It was good man that that shit was good yeah 
that that shit was good

I'd tell my  children and their kids
it was good...

I would tell everybody it was good...


So good, like a burger when you're starved to death
So good like you earned it and you got the cheque(check)
So good like you work her and it ends in sex
So good like you heard of Edgar Wallis the chef

So good like the first rhymes I wrote as kid ,
till I realized the most rhymes that I wrote were shit,
so good like the way I kept practicing and the fact that through practice I mastered it

So good like first sessions recorded on tape as we progressed we definitely saw it was great 
So good like the first time I stood on a stage when I walked off I did it with a smile on my face.
So good like On Air Records, like Hellz-Kitchen...good to be a crew that ain't dissin' and bitchin'
good that we profit from NY and LA cuz without them motherfuckers, there'd be no rappers today

(hook)






It was good(the answer)

Remixed by Edgar Wallis

Lyrics by Bajka
(https://www.facebook.com/pages/Bajka)



Intro Stars and Dreams

Produced by Edgar Wallis

Lyrics: 

Chris Rock 
"I love rap music, I've been loving rap music for ever....
what ever music was playing when you started getting laid, 
you gon love that music for the rest of your life...I love rap music, you know...I love it!"


I love it

Garbage & trash

Produced By Pay Day (www.hellz-kitchen.de)
Beat: Kill Paris(https://soundcloud.com/killparis) 

Worst case scenario
we had a fight with no makin’ up like how we do!
you lost your mind when you started throwin’ 
your brand new shoes..
broken heels, flowin’ tears..how are you?

if opposites attract
then what is wrong with us?
magnetic rejection, plus on plus 
smiling and laughin’ when I’m absent
I know you do,
cuz I’ve been doin’ the same thing
who’s foolin’ who?

dilemma
yes 
no 
maybe
You packin’ your stuff 
and as I watch I’m shaking
I’m on my knees
my heart is breaking
can’t stand the fact that you’re gon’
I’m screamin’


can’t stand the fact that you’re gone
somewhere on the track we turned wrong


and now your days is colder
can’t find your place 
now you miss my shoulder
you erased my folder 
when you lookin for a pic you click
recover!
escapin’ into liquor and soda
but you can’t face the pain
when you clean and sober
We used to be the dreamteam, now it’s over…
never to reach the stage: 
Queen B and Hova 




dilemma 
yes 
no
maybe 
gettin ready to sleep
but I can’t 
my hearts heavy
phone ringin’
who is it:
hey b
I can’t stop thinkin’
about you
baby come back 


Baby come back

From Girls & Rockets released January 2014. 
http://www.amazon.com/Girls-Rockets-Catalina-Club/dp/B00HSGL6CU

www.catalinaclub.de

Hey there, you're back again
it’s been a long time since we drank a can
you’ve had a hard time since it all began
it’s like you’ve come back from the zombieland
how are you? you look great!
in your outfit and the painted face
love the way you smile, don’t let it fade
step into light, leave the shade 
shine bright, don’t hesitate 
relief is light, quit 'em heavy weights
see with both eyes , there’s a lot today
a lot to say, a lot to live! 
Your girlfriends, all here
happy to see you, oh yeah!
grab yourself a drink, It’s all beer
today we gonna float as we all cheer 

Hook: 
And it don’t stop
....

 
First floor blacony  's your catwalk
people underneath start to back talk
you on a stage, lime light
you’re like a set of diamonds, u shine bright!
I wish you good health, for the next years
all of you, no fears
life is a carnival, fake ears...
but masks & costumes, don’t take  ya stress
today I wanna stop you from thinkin’
get you linked in to the good life 
have a good smoke, start drinkin’
have a taste of whatever, what do you like? 
it’s your vote choose taste
different varieties of juiced grapes
today we do the opposite of loose weight
let you’re booty shake...
you doin’ great

Hook




Girls & Rockets  (Catalinaclub)

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Watch the Video! 
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Added some lyrics to the beat-change at the end of the track "Binky". 

I call it U.N.I.VERSE. Check it out! 

Gimme your comments.

Peace


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Recording by: Moritz Heesch(Dienst&Schulter)

Lyrics by: Edgar Wallis

U.N.I.V.ERSE

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Ready for 2015! 

I'm back with a set of new tracks, so stay tuned for more Edgar Wallis with Cruel Therapy, CatalinaClub & DiscoDogs.

15 years of lyricism, studiowork & shows. 

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