IRC-Galleria

mitä vittua mä teen???!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nCRCRajb4VY

Lookin' out the window, I can't help but wonder
That God must be one sick motherfucker
So I bust a nut in the sky
Spend another day waiting to die

I came twice this shit as any German sheisse the flick
I'll sperm on your perm, leave cigarette burns on your tits
It's Mickey Avalon all up in your prom
Pissing in the fruit punch with a baby blue tuxedo on
The dopest is rapper this century
I sodomized your father in a federal penitentiary
And on the day I got out
I went to your mother's house and slept on the couch
A street walker selling cock for rock
At the flea market trying to hock my watch
I stay on beat when I work the concrete
Some honeys give me money, and others do my laundry
Mickey Avalon the kosher salami
For twenty you get Chachi for forty he gets you Fonzie
A motherfucker hustler kamikaze
I use to bust tables but now I sell my body

Lookin' out the window, I can't help but wonder
That God must be one sick motherfucker
So I bust a nut in the sky
Spend another day waiting to die

Lookin' out the window, I can't help but wonder
That God must be one sick motherfucker
So I bust a nut in the sky
Spend another day waiting to die

(Here is how we're gonna do it
For the first time in America
There is a generation of
Visionary-maniac-white-mother-country-dope-fiend-rock'n'roll-freaks
Who are ready to get down)

I deliver quick with the magic stick
Tragedy subside when honeys rub on it
It's Mickey Avalon, dick thick as a baton
The illest motherfucker from here to Vietnam
I used to work nights at Hot Cock dot com
But then I got fired when my mom logged on
I'm on the run, my dad's a bum
I asked my girl if she loved me and she just said 'ummm'
I bust flows that turn nuns to hos
So wake you from your slumber then shake you out ya clothes
There aren't no other late night lover
All up on the track like Scatman Crothers
I'll bust through the shudders, masked in a rubber
Duct tape your mother and butt-rape your brother
Break down the lumber and shake my cucumber
When you're at home alone you know my phone number

Lookin' out the window, I can't help but wonder
That God must be one sick motherfucker
So I bust a nut in the sky
Spend another day waiting to die

Lookin' out the window, I can't help but wonder
That God must be one sick motherfucker
So I bust a nut in the sky
Spend another day waiting to die

Lookin' out the window, I can't help but wonder
That God must be one sick motherfucker
So I bust a nut in the sky
Spend another day waiting to die

Lookin' out the window, I can't help but wonder
That God must be one sick motherfucker
So I bust a nut in the sky
Spend another day waiting to die

Missä,
miten,
kuinka?
En tiedä,
haluanko tietää.
Tahdon.

Todellisuus on raastavaa.
Haluan pois. Ehkä.

Kertoisitko minulle kaiken,
jos vain osaisin
kysyä?

Amme tulvii yli,
kun hukutat minut
haaveisiin,
syvälle ajatuksiin.
Tuot minulle
toivoa siitä,
että tässä maailmassa
voisi olla vähänkin
kauneutta.
Muistutat minua.

ENDGAME- ALEX JONES - Blueprint for Global Enslavement

http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=1070329053600562261

http://zeitgeistmovie.com/

paska intro mut ignorekaa se, kyl se siitä lähtee

¤Viina¤
Lammessa on kiva asustaa,
kirkkaassa,
-
kirkkaassa lammessa.


&Kunkku.
Esa vie sun
naiseski,
nännimestari.


/Lattialankku/
Vanhhuus tulee,
vie latseski.


?Tunturipöllö!
Astu ulos, Astu sisään.
Kauppa ei aukea,
ei aukea,
ennen kahdeksaa.


z;Untamo;z
Rumuus, ei ole
-
kauneutta.


-Ruisku-
Ru-ru-ruisku,
sisällä kä-ävi tuisku.
Mulla on kiva su-uihku,
vituloska.


;Ryynimakkara on pahaa;
Suomi perkele.
Saunotaan liha verelle.
Makkaraa pöytään!
Juo sitä kaljaa,
Vittu.


2Kansi2
Esko :<
Timo :<
Matti :<
Jorma :<
Mikko :<
Pertti :<
Martti :<
Virtanen :<
Mäkinen :<

Opettele lukee,
vitu massaa.


%URUT%
Tapa se äänes,
hukuta se.
Kukaan ei kestä,
ketään ei kiinnosta.

Tulppa hanuriin,
Tapa se äänes.


€Naamat€
Why you are wearing
that stupid mansuit?


>Ranttis<
Onks nää kaks sit jotai
rantaleijjonii?

Vitu pelle. |responss|

Intro: (news snippets)
"Let me now turn, to our program for the future..."
"The economy right now, is extremely supportive of the president and his
policies"
"FBI scientists have found chemical traces, consistent with a bomb or a
missle, on a piece of wreckage..."
"Police using clubs and tear gas against demonstrators..."
"They called me a mother -(bleeped out)-ing so-and-so...and a white
facist...like they said, 'you're getting some of your own medicine'..."

Singing:
Telling lies, to our vision
Telling lies, to our children
Telling lies, to our babies
Only truth, can take us away

Verse 1:
You can't fool all the people all of the time
But if you fool the right ones, then the rest will fall behind
Tell me who's got control of your mind? your world view?
Is it the news or the movie you're taking your girl to? (uh)
Know what i'm sayin cause Uncle Sam got a plan
If you examine what they tellin us then you will understand
What they plantin in the seeds of the next generation
Feeding our children miseducation
No one knows if there's UFO's or any life on mars
Or what they do when they up in the stars
Because i don't believe a word of what the president said
He filling our head with lies got us hypnotised
When he be speaking in cold words about crime and poverty
Drugs, welfare, prisons, guns and robbery
It really means us, there's no excuse for the slander
But what's good for the goose, is still good for the gander
See...

Chorus:
I don't believe Bob Marley died from cancer
31 years ago i woulda been a panther
They killed Huey cause they knew he had the answer
The views that you see in the news is propaganda

Singing:
Telling lies, to our vision
Telling lies, to our children
Telling lies, to our babies
Only truth, can take us away

Verse 2:
I don't want no computer chip in my arm
I don't wanna die by a nuclear bomb
I say we all rush the pentagon, pull out guns
And grab the intercom, my first word's will be I believe
Man made God, outta ignorance and fear
If God made man, then why the hell would he put us here?
I thought he's supposed to be the all loving
The same God who let Hitler put the Jews in the oven
We don't fall for the regular shit, they try to feed us
All this half-ass leadership, flippin position
They turn politcian and shut the hell up and follow tradition
For your TV screen, is telling lies to your vision
Every channel got some brainwashed cop shit to watch
Running up in niggas cribs claiming that they heard shots
It's a plot, but busta can you tell me who's greedier?
Big corporations, the pigs or the media?
Sign of the times, terrorism on the rise
Commercial airplanes, falling out the sky like flies
Make me wonder what secrets went down with Bob Brown (?)
Who burnt churches to the ground with no evidence found?
It's not coincidence, it's been too many studied incidents
It coulda been the Klan who put that bomb at the Olympics
But it probably was the FBI, deep at the call
Cuz if they make us all panic then they can start martial law

Chorus:
I don't believe Bob Marley died from cancer
31 years ago i woulda been a panther
They killed Huey cause they knew he had the answer
The views that you see in the news is propaganda

I don't believe Bob Marley died from cancer
31 years ago i woulda been a panther
You killed Huey cause you knew he had the answer
The views that you see in the news is muthafuckin propaganda

Singing:
Police is telling lies fooling millions
What are they teaching our kids in these school buildings?
Televised, enterprised in all the killing
Controlling our lives, this ain't living
No this ain't living

Chant:
FBI, CIA
ATF, KKK
IRS, TNT
CBS, NBC

FBI, CIA
ATF, KKK
IRS, TNT
CBS, NBC

Singing:
Telling lies, to our vision
Telling lies, to our children
Telling lies, to our babies
Only truth, can take us away

News snippet:
"uh, we view each other uh, with uh, a great love and a great understanding
and that we
try to expand this to the general, uh, black population and also people,
oppressed people all over the world, and, i think that uh, we differ from
uhmm... uh, some other groups simply because we understand the system better
than uh, most uh, groups understand the system, and uh, with this
realisation, uh, we attempt to form a strong political base based in the
community with the only strength that we have and that's the strength of uh,
a potentially destructive force if we don't get freedom."

Uh, uh, uh, 1, 2, 1, 2
Uh, uh, 1, 2, 1, 2, uh, uh
All my dogs

Hook

Its bigger than hip hop, hip hop, hip hop, hip
Its bigger than hip hop, hip hop, hip hop, hip hop

Uh, one thing bout music, when it hit you feel no pain
White folks say it controls your brain
I know better than that, thats game and we ready for that
Two soldiers head of the pack, matter of fact who got the gat?
And where my army at?
Rather attack and not react
Back the beats, it dont reflect on how many records get sold
On sex, drugs, and rock and roll, whether your projects put on hold
In the real world, these just people with ideas
They just like me and you when the smoke and camera disappear
Again the real world (world), its bigger than all these fake ass records
When poor folks got the millions and my womans disrespected
If you check 1,2, my word of advice to you is just relax
Just do what you got to do, if that dont work then kick the facts
If you a fighter, rider, ? bouter? , flame ignitor, crowd exciter
Or you wanna just get high, then just say it
But then if you a liar-liar, pants on fire, wolf-cry agent with a wire
Im gonna know it when I play it

Hook

Uh, who shot biggie smalls?
If we dont get them, they gonna get us all
Im down for runnin up on them crackers in they city hall
We ride for yall, all my dogs stay real
Nigga dont think these record deals gonna feed your seeds
And pay your bills because they not
Mcs get a little bit of love and think they hot
Talkin bout how much money they got, all yall records sound the same
I sick of that fake thug, r & b, rap scenario all day on the radio
Same scenes in the video, monotonous material, yall dont here me though
These record labels slang our tapes like dope
You can be next in line, and signed, and still be writing rhymes and broke
You would rather have a lexus, some justice, a dream or some substance?
A beamer, a necklace or freedom?
Still a nigga like me dont playa hate, I just stay awake
This real hip hop, and it dont stop until we get the po-po off the block
They call it....

Hook

Uh, dps got that crazy shit we keep it crunk up
John blazed and shit what

Repeat

Fake, fake, fake records

Dead Prez - Hip Hop