IRC-Galleria

* * * Fruittari * * *
[ ] Onko Lacoste ihan mahtava?
[ ] Onko chiksit aivan ihania?
[ ] Omistatko yli seitsemän merkkivaatetta?
[] Käytätkö kaulahuivia?
[] Onko sinulla koulurepun sijasta laukku?
[ ] Kammoksuttaako ajatuskin nuhjuisesta bändipaidasta?
[x] Käytätkö raitapaitoja?
[ ] Kääritkö yleensä farkkujesi lahkeet rullalle polvien kohdalle tai laitat ne sukkien sisään?
[ ] Kuunteletko amispoppia- ja/tai räppiä?
[x] Onko sinulla korvakoru(ja)?
[ ] Vietätkö päivittäin aikaa peilin edessä vähintään 30min?
[ ] Onko hiuksissasi värjättyjä raitoja?
[x] Onko sinulla paljon tyttöjä kavereina?
[x] Hengaatko jossain (esim. kauppakeskuksessa) jengin kanssa?
[ ] Muokkaatko galleriakuviasi niin, että ihosi näyttää paremmalta ja sileämmältä?

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* * * Emo * * *
[] Itketkö usein?
[ ] Käytätkö hupputakkeja?
[] Kuunteletko emomusiikkia?
[ ] Väitätkö, että kaikki on huonosti vaikka ei ole?
[ ] Oletko masentunut?
[ ] Oletko suudellut samaa sukupuolta olevaa?
[] Eivätkö ihmiset ymmärrä sinua?
[x] Kirjoitatko runoja?
[x] Oletko värjännyt hiuksesi mustiksi?
[] Leikkaatko itse hiuksiasi?
[ ] Onko perusilmeesi surullinen?
[ ] Onko vastakkainen sukupuoli kovin kaukainen asia?
[x] Onko äiti sinulle läheinen?
[ ] Tunnetko itsesi yksinäiseksi?
[ ] Oletko itsetuhoinen?
3/15

* * * Pissis * * *
[ ] Käytätkö sanoja 'ihq' tai 'daa'?
[] Shoppailetko usein?
[ ] Shoppailetko Onlyssa, Vero Modassa tai muussa vastaavassa?
[ ] Pelkäätkö gootteja?
[] Kikatatko paljon?
[] Katsotko O.C:ta?
[x ] Pidätkö popista?
[x] Juotko ja/tai poltatko?
[x] Halailetko ystäviäsi?
[ ] Oletko helium?
[ ] Onko sinulla suhiseva ässä?
[ ] Oletko blondi?
[x] Onko sinulla siniset silmät?
[ ] Otatko itsestäsi usein kuvia?
[ ] Kuunteletko purkkapoppia?
4/15

* * * Hevari * * *
[] Onko sinulla pitkät hiukset?
[x] Pidätkö kaljasta?
[x] Etkö usko Jumalaan?
[ ] Onko sinulla pentagrammi jossakin vaattessa?
[x] Omistatko niittejä?
[ ] Osaatko soittaa kitaraa?
[x] Osaatko karjua?
[ ] Kuunteletko heviä?
[ ] Käytätkö maasto-ja/tai nahkahousuja?
[ ] Roikkuuko housuissasi kettinkejä?
[ ] Onko Alexi Laiho mielestäsi maailman paras kitaransoittaja?
[ ] Käytätkö paljon bändien fani-vaatteita?
[x] Pidätkö mustia vaatteita?
[] Tunnetko joskus tarvetta karjua?
[ ] Käytkö Tuska-festareilla useasti?
5/15

* * * Räppäri * * *
[x] Pidätkö räpistä?
[x] Oliko Tupac maailman mahtavin räppäri?
[x] Käytätkö räppäreiden käsimerkkejä ja/tai puhut "räppärikieltä"?
[ ] Omistatko yli 40 cd-levyä?
[ ] Oletko tummaihoinen?
[x] Onko sinulla pitkiä kaulakoruja?
[x] Käytätkö liian isoja collegehousuja, farkkuja ja/tai t-paitoja?
[x] Heilutatko käsiäsi, kun puhut?
[x] Käytätkö skeittikenkiä?
[ ] Käytätkö NY lippiksiä ja/tai pipoja tai muita NY vaatteita?
[x] Käytätkö pipoa sisällä?
[x] Kuunteletko räppiä?
[x] Käytätkö paljon englanninkielisiä sanontoja kuten: "What's up?"
[ ] Onko sinulla rastat?
[x] Tuletko skeittilaudalla joka paikkaan?
11/15

* * * Gootti * * *
[] Käytätkö mustaa kajaalia?
[ ] Ajatteletko usein kuolemaa?
[ ] Oletko sosiaalisesti olematon?
[] Pukeudut mustaan?
[ ] Oletko kalpea?
[ ] Pidätkö Tim Burtonin leffoista?
[x] Oletko ilkeä?
[ ] Meikkaatko kasvosi vitivalkoisiksi?
[x] Poltatko tupakkaa?
[ ] Käytätkö korsettia?
[x] Vihaako Jumala mielestäsi sinua?
[ ] Kuunteletko black- ja/tai deathmetallia?
[ ] Onko sinulla paljon niittikamaa ja/tai ketjuja?
[x] Onko sinulla mustat hiukset?
[ ] Onko sinulla vaatteita, joissa palvotaan saatanaa?
4/15

* * * Ernu * * *
[] Onko sinulla mustavalko-raitasukkia?
[ ] Entä tyllihame?
[ ] Piirrätkö mangaa?
[ ] Ja luet mangaa?
[ ] Katsotko animea?
[ ] Kuunteletko j-rockia tai jotain muuta vastaavaa japanilaista musiikkia?
[ ] Haluatko muuttaa Japaniin asumaan?
[ ] Onko sinulla huulilävistys?
[ ] Ovatko japanilaiset miehet mielestäsi hyvännäköisiä?
[x] Onko sinulla raitapaitoja?
[ ] Onko J- rock ainoa oikea musiikkityyli? Kuullessasi japanilaisen artistin tulevan Suomeen, hankitko lipun heti täysin hysteerisesti?
[ ] Käytätkö valkoista ja mustaa kajaalia silmissä?
[x] Näytätkö peace-merkkiä?
[ ] Kiljutko usein kaupungilla 'kawaii' ynnä muita japanisanoja?
2/15

* * * Nörtti * * *
[ ] Käytätkö silmälaseja?
[x] Saatko hyviä arvosanoja?
[ ] Käytätkö astma-piippua tai jotain muuta vastaavaa?
[ ] Työnnätkö kyniä, laskimia tai vastaavia paidantaskuihisi?
[ ] Valitseeko äitisi vaatteesi?
[x] Oletko usein koneella?
[ ] Kiusataanko sinua usein?
[ ] Odotatko innolla kouluun pääsyä?
[ ] Oletko ujo vastakkaisen sukupuolen läsnäollessa?
[x] Puhutko usein opettajien kanssa?
[ ] Onko CS tai WoW vienyt elämäsi?
[ ] Tykkäätkö olla koulussa?
[ ] Entä tuleeko sinulle tippa linssiin, jos saat alle ysin kokeesta?
[ ] Käytätkö pitkiä kalsareita?
[ ] Ovatko housusi navan yläpuolella?
3/15

* * * Punkkari * * *
[x] Juotko alkoholia?
[x] Kiroiletko paljon?
[ ] Oletko anarkisti?
[x] Teetkö typeriä juttuja kavereidesi kanssa?
[x] Kuuluuko musiikissa välillä vähän huutaa?
[ ] Onko sinulla läväreitä muualla kuin korvissa?
[x] Omistatko jonkun bändin oheistuotteita?
[ ] Onko sinulla on irokeesi?
[ ] Onko sinulla vähintään neljä reikää korvissa?
[ ] Oletko värjännyt hiuksesi jollain räikeällä värillä?
[x] Käytkö festareilla?
[x] Onko keikat kova juttu?
[] Käytätkö bändi-paitoja?
[x] Oletko kutsunut jotakuta teeskentelijäksi (feikiksi/wnbksi) lähiaikoina?
8/15

* * * Hippi * * *
[] Onko sinulla pitkät hiukset?
[x] Oletko muiden mielestä hiukan outo?
[x] Omistatko batiikki-värjätyn vaatekappaleen
[x] Haluatko pelastaa eläimet?
[x] Onko RUOKAA EI ASEITA- hyvä idea?
[x] Onko sota mielestäsi turhaa?
[ ] Pidätkö klassisesta rokista?
[ ] Pidätkö hamppuhameita?
[x] Oletko ikinä osallistunut protestiin?
[x] Oletko ikinä saanut yhtäkkistä mielihalua halata puuta?
[] Haluatko pelastaa maailman?
[x] Oletko positiivinen?
[x] Onko mielestäsi hauskaa istua ringissä ja laulaa yhden soittaessa kitaraa?
[ ] Ajatko tai haluaisitko ajaa Kuplalla?
[x] Omistatko peace- korun?
10/15

* * * Tavis * * *
[ ] Menetkö muodin mukana?
[ ] Onko kaikki 'ihan sama'?
[ ] Eikö sinuun kiinnitetä huomiota?
[ ] Etkö ole kovaääninen?
[] Ostatko vaatteesi aina peruskaupoista, et ostele ulkomailta/netistä?
[ ] Kuunteletko lähinnä radion listahittejä?
[x] Oliko keskiarvosi 7 - 8,5?
[x] Onko sinulla kuvia irc-galleriasta?
[ ] Oletko lukenut vähintään kaksi Harry Potter- kirjaa?
[x] Onko koulu perseestä?
[ ] Onko poppi jees?
[x] Omistatko messengerin?
[x] Onko sinulla koulureppu?
[] Katsotko salkkareita?
[] Oletko mielestäsi tavis?

5/15



TULOKSENA ON ETTÄ OLEN RADIKAALI IHMINEN RÄPPÄRI/HIPPI chillaa+peace :D

Jos tulet viettämään edes hetken kanssani ensi vuonna niin kommentoi tähän tulen! Kopio omaan päiväkirjaasi ja nää kuinka monta on valmis tapaamaan sinut ensi vuonna.

“rupert come out to play, ruuuupert won't you come out to play “

I see visions of bullets rippin through flesh
I'm itchin to pull it, man isn't it fresh
to his eardrum's where I put it like: listen to this
blao, blao, blao, blao - mission 'ccomplished
LOL, cus it wasn't complicated at all
still my accomplice wishin that he'd never gotten involved
cus now we all over fox news - they spread propaganda that's not true
sayin some arabic terrorists did it - fuck you!
I did it and I take full responsibility
it was self defence I got proof that he was killing me
new shit I'm shooting at my enemies
and keep doing it by any means because...

kertosäe:
myspace is time wasted I'm wasted
can't take it any further word up
mo hits is mo ads is mo shit that's mo cash
that's why I wanna murder murdoch
myspace is time wasted I'm wasted
blaze the fire - let your burners burn up
mo friends get mo ends, there's no end it's dope man
that's why I wanna murder murdoch

this looptrooper shootin rupert over music like astma produced it
and fast moves that's stupid, that's equivalent to catchin some bruises
multiple stab wounds, electrocution and massive confusion
here's my confession, but you cant even prove it
when I load up the german luger what's my motive to murder rupert
I'm a tell you what the truth is you ain't puttin up with no excuses
it's not cus he own 99 % of all media
that's not why he dying, lying on the floor bleeding now
it's not cus I might believe that he's a part of the conspiracy
that I hate fox news and the views they distribute from off my tv screen
but I hold him responsible for killin my creativity
and without my creativity yo I ain't really me

kertosäe

how can that peace loving rapper promoe
turn so violent what has happened why he so provoked
all of a sudden what exactly is he tryin to promote?
man I wanna murder murdoch
how can that peace loving rapper promoe
turn so violent what has happened why he so provoked
all of a sudden what exactly is he tryin to promote?
this ain't a friend request I post a bulletin
put a gun to his chest unload some bullets in
so many profile views but from my point of view
it ain't my space it's his space shut down the bitrate on that shitface

kertosäe

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YLAcO3r5Xjs

:D jotkut on vaa tyhmiä ihmisiä :D

I left my ex-girl in Hell hurt, wasn't there for her
was an expert in putting LC first, though I care for her
now I'm a broken man
my life slipping away although I'm holding on with both hands
for some folks it's dope, I need liquor to calm me
drink 'til I'm a zombie
Helsinki ain't no palm trees
looking back I understand the man I should have been
but thing is that I truly am haunted by the boogeyman
I took a stand long time ago, I treat people how I want 'em to treat me
but shit ain't easy
when he keeps calling it's hard not to answer
my number changing like Pampers
but it don't matter
is it a bad world or a bad God?
am I a bad man having a bad day, or bad odds?
too many damned scars, trying to patch 'em up
I don't really do it no more but pass the blunt

kertosäe

Don't you know what you listening to
a God damned white man singing the blues
take a good look 'cause I'm the living proof
trying to walk the narrow road in these shitty ass shoes
Now you know what you listening to
a God damned white man singing the blues
take a good look 'cause I'm the living proof
trying to walk the narrow road in these shitty ass shoes

I was losing my last bit of faith
my way out wasn't the door but the windowpane
only thing I had in my life's liquor and misery
and the only thing I could write was my obituary
this my way a telling my brothers that I appreciate
how they kept my vision straight
reason that I live today
I miss 'em days when we would just sit and blaze
talking 'bout which a them chicks got big tits and things
but things change
and I ain't gonna be bitter man
'cause I know that love always wins the hate
let your fists swing where my eyes can see 'em
Helsinki, worldwide, if you's a human being..

kertosäe

A-1-2, A-1-2
But you don't stop
Then let the short shot

And Promoe on the mic(on the mic, on the mic)
For all my people(all my people, graffiti writers!)
Goes a little something like this:

It was the last days of summer
Sun shinin' through the window
Life movin' real slow
You know how things go

His friends knew him by the name of Bingo
As he turned up the volume on the hot new single
(Turn it up son!)

From Looptroop his favourite rapgroup
He loved how they represented him yo
The graffyouth from the grassroots
He came from Sweden too

Felt proud when he played
his new friends the latest tunes
Check this shit out man
That he had to download
Cause his local recordstore
Was on the other side of the globe

They didn't carry the stuff
But he felt it was okay to do
He spread the Troop's message
All the way to Australia, dude

And man that couldn't be wrong
When Long Arm and Freedom Fighters
Were his fuckin' theme songs

In the headphones those nights
He spent when he stayed up
Adrenaline Rush
When he entered the lay up, singin

Bada papa papa

You know graffiti won't die, die
No, it won't, aha
Because these walls don't lie, lie (They don't lie)
Come on
I'm dedicatin' this piece, aha
He said, to those DVSG's

And stepped in with a grin and a boosted Kangol
Mimicking the king
With the ruler's manners

Fresh dressed

In his newest shoes and flannels
Then began lettin' on
With the loosest cannons

Figurin' this'll be my coolest panel
But when they see it all they see
Is just a gruesome scandal

Erasin' all signs of life
Callin the youth some vandals
They can't handle the truth
So this is how the truth is handled

Deep into the music and his art
Man, his true love
Didn't even notice when the train pulled up

Before the bloodstains faded
On the engine cooler
The very same train
Hit another writer: Olaf

On a different continental: Europe
But then they came to the same place
That I'm sure of
In this world people always
Looked upon them as a terror
But now 50 000 chariots singin' the chorus, going

Bada papa papa
(aha, aha)

Graffiti writers won't die, die, no
(I'm telling you)
Because these walls don't lie, lie, no
(They don't lie)
Come on
I'm dedicatin' this song, song
To those gone
Your memory live on(live on)

I know a lot of people
Including myself get uncomfortable
When people including myself
Get emotional

kertosäe:
But I gotta be true to myself
And to most of y'all
Man I still got love
For graffiti culture though

A lot of people including myself
Get uncomfortable
When people including myself
Get emotional

kertosäe

A lot changed from
The days of Spraycan stories
See me in the yard today
Lost like a freakin' tourist

And I don't claim to know much
All I really know is
We were 17 once
Actin' like we were immortals

Fearin' no evil
People said we had no morals
That's fine, their corrupt world
It really wasn't for us

We just laughed at the bullshit names
That they called us
Hated us, we hated them
And both sides found out what a war is

We were winning in the beginning
Then found out 'bout the horrors
Don't get me wrong my lover
Hundred percent, no less

Peace to my people
We grow with the knowledge
I bite on death same time
I'm playin' hardish to catch

From South Africa
Writers from New York
Australia, Spain, France
And Germany, up north

Still the same rapper tellin'
Cops to fuck off
And all my writers:
Survive! This my love song to y'all

Bada papa papa

You know graffiti won't die, die, no
Because these walls don't lie, lie, no
To all my people world wide, wide, yo'
All my writers survive

Ah yeah, Yo!
This song is dedicated to all the happy people
All the happy people
That have real nice lives
That have now idea whats it like to be broke as fuck
I feel like I'm walking a tight rope
Without a circus net
I'm popping percuset
I'm a nervous wreck
I deserve respect
But I'm working sweat for this worthless cheque
Bout to burst this tec, for somebody to reverse this debt
Minimum wage got my idrenaling cave
Pull the venom in rage
Ecspecially when I'm engaged
And my daughters down to her last dipper
Thats got my ass hyper
I prayed to God answers, maybe I'll ask nicer
Watching bollocks well they crossing and pathfinders
These overnight stars become autograph signers
We'll all gone blow up and leave the past behind us
Along with the small fry's and average half pinters
Well Player Haters turn a bitch like they have vagina's
'Cause we see them dollar signs and let the cash blind us
Money will brainwash and leave your ass minus
Snakes sliver up the grass spine less

kertosäe:
Thats Rock Bottom
When this life makes you mad enough to kill
Thats Rock Bottom
When you want somthing bad enough you'll steal
Thats Rock Bottom
When you feel you have had it up to hear
'Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear
(2x)

My life is full of empty promises
And broken dreams
I'm hopen things will look up
But there aint no job openings
I feel discouraged hungry and malnutrition'd
Liven in this house with no furness, un-furnished
I'm sick of working dead end jobs with lame pay
Tired of being hired and fired on the same day
But Fuck it, you know the rules to the game, play
'Cause when we die we know were all going the same way Its cool to be player, but
it sucks to be the fan
Cause all you need is bucks to be the man
Plus a luxury sedan,
Comfortable and roomy in the six
But they threw me in the mix
With all these gloomy loony lunatics
Walk around depressed
And smoke a pound of sense a day
And yesterday we'll buy so quick, it seems like it was just today

kertosäe (2x)

Theres people that love me and people that hate me I want the money, the woeman,
the fortune, the fame
Means I aint burning in hell scorching in flames
Means I m stealing your cheque book and forging your name
Like times lives for eternal torture and pain
'Cause right now I feel like just hit the rock bottom
I got problems and now everbody on my block's got 'em
I'm screaming like those two cops when 2pac shot 'em
Holding two glocks, I hope your door got two locks on 'em
My daughters feet aint got no shoe's or sock's on 'em
And them rings you wearing look like they got a few rock's on 'em
When you flaunting them I could be taking them to shops to pawn them
I got a couple of rings and a brand new whatch you want 'em?
'Cause I never went gold of one song
I'm running up on someone's lawn with guns drawn

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ikk3GWOLfLo&feature=related

Now I'm the first to admit the fact
I've done a little bit of this and that
just wanna spit my raps, my life ain't yo' concern
I ain't gone carry the weight of the world
and I don't know what to tell you
I've been to Heaven but I've tasted Hell, too
face the Devil, don't give a fuck
smack him in his face, kick him inna nuts

They say I talk a lot
I walk a block with both feet broke
the storm a rock, but ain't sinking Red's boat
I see the coast, but I'm too blurry-eyed to see hope
inna chokehold
trying to hold on these ropes
I've done less wrong than I've done right
but I can never escape what I've done right
thinking Lucifer live on Jupiter, he chilling right here
but I'm killing this nightmare
not willing to fight fair
Hell with a Nike Air, I run barefoot through the desert
make the whole damned world follow my neck jerk
laying it brick by brick
the kid don't quit until he got a pyramid
now I'm a stand tall inna Land of the Lost
you just got laid off? we gone handle yo' boss
so get yo' hands where my eyes can see 'em
if you's a human being

refrain

I left my ex-girl in Hell hurt, wasn't there for her
was an expert in putting Red first, though I care for her
now I'm a broken man
my life slipping away although I'm holding on with both hands
for some folks it's dope, I need liquor to calm me
drink 'til I'm a zombie
Helsinki ain't no palm trees
looking back I understand the man I should have been
but thing is that I truly am haunted by the boogeyman
I took a stand long time ago, I treat people how I want 'em to treat me
but shit ain't easy
when he keeps calling it's hard not to answer
my number changing like Pampers
but it don't matter
is it a bad world or a bad God?
am I a bad man having a bad day, or bad odds?
too many damned scars, trying to patch 'em up
I don't really do it no more but pass the blunt

refrain

Don't you know what you listening to
a God damned white man singing the blues
take a good look 'cause I'm the living proof
trying to walk the narrow road in these shitty ass shoes
Now you know what you listening to
a God damned white man singing the blues
take a good look 'cause I'm the living proof
trying to walk the narrow road in these shitty ass shoes

I was losing my last bit of faith
my way out wasn't the door but the windowpane
only thing I had in my life's liquor and misery
and the only thing I could write was my obituary
this my way a telling my brothers that I appreciate
how they kept my vision straight
reason that I live today
I miss 'em days when we would just sit and blaze
talking 'bout which a them chicks got big tits and things
but things change
and I ain't gonna be bitter man
'cause I know that love always wins the hate
let your fists swing where my eyes can see 'em
Helsinki, worldwide, if you's a human being..

refrain