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[WIREMAN]

let it flow
let it out
with a howlin'
blow
cause we be
the show!!!!!!

[doreen peri]

That's what i'm talkin' 'bout
big brotha dream, the pome machine,
the rat-tat-tat of a word rescue,
the way the best comes out
first thought, fine prize,
look into my eyes, lemme
hypnotize yer stare, let's
make verse, do we dare?

I gotta tell ya, friend,
there are stars outside
and until 10, I'm wide open,
moon is floatin,
I'm just here for
the ride!

[WIREMAN]

train's just around the bend
lookin for the friends
i'm drivin and soon i'll
be high divin'

[WIREMAN]

let's do more than
the shout!

[constantine]

i'll take the low run
in the alley where sun is done
around the corner
and down the block
underneath the bromo clock

[doreen peri]

I drove for hours
headed for a destiny.
Didn't realize it was only me
until I got there sleek as a whisper,
took myself to bed and kissed her.

Tonight my plan is to travel the stars
and keep company with those who
put me in a spell.

To hell with cars and hotels.

[WIREMAN]

i'm on the fly
there lockin the doors
goodnight
all mi amigos and amigas
in B'More

[doreen peri]

night, marco,
we'll keep it goin'
comin in comin out

i lock my dor
every night
no doubt

see ya on the polo side
marco polo marco polo
i'm here i'm there,
what a ride

it's the internet
a swimming pool game
hide and seek
much the same

[saw]

jam on baltimore,
oozing raspberry syrup
dripping down the walls
of the bedrooms
covering the sleeping minds
with sweet dreams,
jelly confections of creativity
that come to life
when the citizens close
their eyes and the seeping
jam begins to crawl,
jam on baltimore, let your
sugary madness come to life
as you touch us
with your sticky hands.

[WIREMAN]

jam sticky
do the tighten up
like archie bell
ain't no high faluttin'
just beat cruzin'
till the break-a-day
nobody sayin'
"get the hell outta my way!"

[constantine]

i be drellin
maximellin
just as good
as i want

[Terri]

where asphalt's
too hot
I thought
"old people must
die like flies
here"
B'more, no yards
but shipyards
rowhouse bauhaus

[emel]

My artist hide running the alleys
on the Baltimore side.  That's where life lives,
there on the streets, where you'll find me
stealing the gives, don't tell DC.

[saw]

jam on baltimore,
they're rockin' on Harford,
'round Montebello Bay,
deep in the heart of Hamilton,
the underground has come
out to play, jam on baltimore,
your hipness is a well kept secret,
only those in trenches understand
when we turn up our palms , smile
and say, " That's Smalltimore."

[WIREMAN]

harford rd.
belair rd.
are comin' alive
were makin' music
o my darlin' clementine