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[Ski Mask]

Ginsberg/Clash. what a combo.

 

Ghetto Defendant

 

- = ALLEN GINSBERG LYRICS

 

- DO THE WORM ON THE ACCROPOLIS

- SLAMDANCE THE COSMOPOLIS

- ENLIGHTEN THE POPULACE

 

HUNGRY DARKNESS OF LIVING

WHO WILL THIRST IN THE PIT?

- HOOKED IN METROPOLIS

SHE SPENT A LIFETIME DECIDING

HOW TO RUN FROM IT

- ADDICTS OF METROPOLIS

ONCE FATE HAD A WITNESS

AND THE YEARS SEEMED LIKE FRIENDS

- GIRLFRIENDS

HER BABIES CAN DREAM

BUT DREAMS BEGIN LIKE THE END

- SHOT INTO ETERNITY

- METHADONE KITTY

- IRON SERENITY

 

GHETTO DEFENDANT

IT IS HEROIN PITY

NOT TEAR GAS NOR BATON CHARGE

THAT STOPS YOU TAKING THE CITY

 

- STRUNG OUT COMMITTEE

WALLED OUT OF THE CITY

CLUBBED DOWN FROM UPTOWN

SPRAYED PEST FROM THE NEST

RUN OUT TO BARRIO TOWN

- THE GUARDS ARE ITCHY

FORCED TO WATCH AT THE FEAST

THEN SWEEP UP THE NIGHT

FLIPPED PIECES OF COIN

- BROKEN BOTTLES

EXCHANGED FOR BIRTHRIGHT

- GRAFTED IN A JIFFY

 

- STRUNG OUT COMMITTEE

- SITTING PRETTY

- GRAPHED IN A JIFFY

- NO PITY, PRETTY

 

THE GHETTO PRINCE OF GUTTER POETS

WAS BOUNCED OUT OF THE ROOM

- JEAN ARTHUR RIMBAUD

BY THE BODYGUARDS OF GREED

FOR DISTURBING THE TOMB

- 1873

HIS WORDS LIKE FLAMETHROWERS

- PARIS COMMUNE

BURNT THE GHETTOS IN THEIR CHESTS

HIS FACE WAS PAINTED WHITER

AND HE WAS LAID TO REST

- DIED IN MARSEILLE

- BURIED IN CHARLEVILLE

- SHUT UP

 

SOAP FLOODS OIL IN WATER

ALL CHURN IN THE WAKE

ON THE GREAT SHIP OF PROGRESS

THE CREW CAN'T FIND THE BRAKE

KLAXONS ARE BLARING

THE ADMIRAL SNORES COMMAND

SUBMARINES BOIL IN OCEANS

WHILE THE ARMIES FIGHT WITH SUNS

[SleepAnDream]

if i could read i would have.

[Dick Quickwood]

Gary Numan- Cars

 

Here in my car

I feel safest of all

I can lock all my doors

I't's the only way to live

In cars

 

Here in my car

I can only receive

I can listen to you

It keeps me stable for days

In cars

 

Here in my car

Where the image breaks down

Will you visit me, please

If I open my door

In cars

 

Here in my car

I know I've started to think

About leaving tonight

Although nothing seems right

In cars

[Dick Quickwood]

Gary Numan- Cars

 

Here in my car

I feel safest of all

I can lock all my doors

I't's the only way to live

In cars

 

Here in my car

I can only receive

I can listen to you

It keeps me stable for days

In cars

 

Here in my car

Where the image breaks down

Will you visit me, please

If I open my door

In cars

 

Here in my car

I know I've started to think

About leaving tonight

Although nothing seems right

In cars

[Dick Quickwood]

Gary Numan-Are 'Friends' electric

 

It's cold outside

And the paint's peeling off of my walls

There's a man outside

In a long coat, grey hat, smoking a cigarette

 

And now the light fades out

And I wonder what I'm doing in a room like this

And there's a knock on the door

And just for a second I thought I remembered you

 

So now I'm alone

And now I can think for myself

About little deals

And S.U's

And things I just don't understand

A white lie that night

Or a sly touch at times

I don't think it meant anything to you

 

So I open the door

It's the 'friend' that I'd left in the hallway

'Please sit down'

A candlelit shadow on a wall near the bed

 

You know I hate to ask

But are 'friends' electric?

Only mine's broke down

And now I've no-one to love

 

So I found out your reasons

For the phone calls and smiles

And it hurts

And I'm lonely

And I should never have tried

And I missed you tonight

It must be time to leave

You see it meant everything to me

 

Now the light fades out

And I wonder what I'm doing in a room like this

It's cold outside

And the paint's peeling off of my walls

You know I hate to ask

But are 'friends' electric?

Only mine's broke down

And now I've no-one to love

[Dick Quickwood]

SUNGLASSES AT NIGHT

 

I WEAR MY SUNGLASSES AT NIGHT

SO I CAN, SO I CAN

WATCH YOU WEAVE THEN BREATH YOUR

STORYLINES

 

AND I WEAR MY SUNGLASSES AT NIGHT

SO I CAN, SO I CAN

KEEP TRACK OF VISIONS IN MY EYES

 

WHILE SHE'S DECEIVING ME, IT CUTS MY

SECURITY

HAS SHE GOT CONTROL OF ME

I TURN TO HER AND SAY

 

CHORUS:

DON'T SWITCH THE BLADE ON THE GUY IN SHADES

OH NO

DON'T MASQUERADE WITH THE GUY IN SHADES

OH NO

YOU GOT IT MADE WITH THE GUY IN SHADES

OH NO

 

AND I WEAR MY SUNGLASSES AT NIGHT

SO IC AN SO I CAN

FORGET MY NAME WHILE YOU COLLECT YOUR CLAIM

AND I WEAR MY SUNGLASSES AT NIGHT

SO I CAN SO I CAN

SEE THE LIGHT THAT'S RIGHT BEFORE MY EYES

 

WHILE SHE'S DECEIVING ME

SHE CUTS MY SECURITY

SHE GOT CONTROL OF ME

I TURN TO HER AND SAY

 

REPEAT CHORUS

[$360]

signal got lost throught sattelite

got lost in the right up to the plunge down

man sends the ray of the electric light

sends the impulse through through the air

down to home

 

and you can stand on the arms of the willamsburg bridge crying

"hey man, this is babalon"

and you and fire it on a bus to the outside world

down to louisianna

you can take her with you

 

ive seen the riens of the real world come foreward on the plain

ive seen the canvas of youre sweet little myth

you didnt see it though

im half drunk on the drinks you mixed

through youre....

 

true dreams

of whichita

 

like brooklyn and the sea of the asphault stocks

push out dead air from a parking garage

where you stand with the keys

and youre cool hat of silence

will you grip her love like a drivers licence?

 

ive seen you fire up the gas in the engine valve

ive seen youre hand turn singly on the radio dial

ive seen the airwaves pull youre eyes twords heaven

outside the squeeking little phone lines

her good teeth smile was winding down

 

engine sputters ghostes out of gasoline fumes

they say you had it but you sold it

you didnt want it no

im half drunk on babble you transmit

through youre....

 

true dreams

of whichita

 

 

 

******true dreams of whichita by soul coughing*********

 

the lines in bold are the best ones

[-Rage-]

Jack Johnson is the man...

 

"and he just wanders around

uneffected by

the winter winds, yea

and he'll pretend that

he's somehwere else

so far and clear

about 2,000 miles

from here"

 

 

"maybe she thinks I know something maybe

maybe she thinks it's fine

maybe she knows something I don't

I'm so

I'm so tired of trying"

[mr.yuck]

scared man cant win

look at all these broads look at all these gorgeous women

look at all that junk in her trunk

look at all that body almighty

look at how she shakin her rump

look at what she do off bacardi.

[caL]

In a minute everything you have can all be straight gone

In a minute things you though were tied can come straight undone

How about some knocks on wood some so far it's so good any day

What you think is solid earth can jump up and spread out

To the north and south that's what plates are about

Nature has no conscience no kindness or ill will

 

The dreams they had make me sad because of the vibes of them

When one girl dreamt a fire in hers and then it happened

To me and my family my bro's and I were driving

The RV bleeding flames us leaping through fire surviving

Zoned with no home there was fire all on it

Umm let me have my life I want it

 

I'm gonna let you know that I said

We're coming in kill we're coming chill

We've comin in how we will

Gone to tell the whole world what's the deal

And I say know no critical boarder cuz

We do what we want

Got more funky styles that my laser jet got font

Not one to get over sounding like the norm

Friendly to the radio all that shit is corn

All we coming with is a little bit of swing

And we go on like it ain't no thing

 

Omaha stylee did not think there was one

Where you know the radios weak and the shows are more fun

But you know we fuck up the dancehall since 1988

Many did not think when they hear that we come from this state

Still we're down like that x3

Makin the funk that smells of skunk

(repeat)

 

Such occasions occur back in the day

It begins you're a raw kid all the way

Son of a gun but they you drifted

All are endowed but few are gifted

At the break of dawn behaving like a spy

Lampin in the light the cold world awakens

Deeper is the light to open up the sky

Look into my eyes see the dialatin'

Omaha Stylee is the shit we come with man

Embedded in out souls it breathes out from this band

We always knew that we could

Thank you if you too felt we would

 

Not one to get over sounding like the norm

Friendly to the radio all that shit is corn

All we coming with is a little bit of swing

And we go on like it ain't no thing

 

Omaha stylee did not think there was one

Where you know the radios weak and the shows are more fun

But you know we fuck up the dancehall since 1988

Many did not think when they hear that we come from this state

Still we're down like that x3

Makin the funk that smells of skunk

 

 

We will arise explore these worlds and find the grass roots

How to crew to do the grinding of the grounds to brew

My dude on the one come off like Teflon

Rock your shit and you will rise on

 

If you're a farmer outstanding in your field say

Do as you eill do as you wish follow your bliss say

We travel round the world giving it our best

Like to see the people dancing and bouncing and the rest

The hammer and the chisel and the rule it compass

We forged the sword chariots of war our battle axe

There's much power in anger but loves a bigger banger

Complete props to my crew this is what we do

 

 

311 - omaha stylee

 

what you know about that

[RASTAKINOVER]

GOD LOVES UGLY

 

[Girls talking]*honk honk* "Hey, hey what are you doing over there?"

"I..I'm just standin', I..""Come here, come here.""Ok.""What are you doing?"

"I'm just waitin' for..you know he's..he might come now."

"Left you standin' in the rain all wet.""Wai..wait, I just wanna say."

"No no, who are you waiting for?""A guy I met at the show."

"Who Slug? You're waiting for fucking Slug!""No! I mean no, uh yeah."

"Oh no, you're..you're fucking kidding me.""He's so hot."*Mixed conversation*

"Fuckin' Slug? Oh my God, he is so fucking ugly."(Verse 1)

I wear my scars like the rings on a pimp

I live life like the captain of a sinking shipThe one thing that I can guarantee

I'm like a stepping raiser, I suggest you stay fair with me

Been paying dues for a decade plusBefore that I was just another face on the bus

Tappin my foot, to the beat on the radio

Dreaming bout the mic and the money and the ladies,

Oh mom, I promise I'm gonna be large

Some day I'm gonna stop trying to borrow your car

Gonna go far, with charisma and skill

Until they put my face on a million dollar bill

Atmosphere, it's just a ten letter word

Discretion is the name of my cement feathered bird

And if you didn't hear, then fuck whatever's heard

I think you got the sickness, I suggest you get it cured

Caught up in the mix of a bottle full of fix

I'ma hobble down the street till I reach Knob Creek

It's not that I dont like you, I just dont want to speak

You fucking freak, now keep your days out my week

The world keeps a balance, through mathematics

Defined by whatever you've added and subtracted

I'm pushin on the hammer to trigger the brain

Embrace how I live, cause God loves ugly(Hook)

God Loves Ugly.. God Loves Ugly.. (echos)(Verse 2)

Once upon a time in Minneapolis, yoI damn near had to steal the show

I stepped on the stage, who is it?

My name's Slug, I've come to kill a couple minutes

And what's up with the way that everybody gathers around

Each other, so they can steal each other's sound

If it's all about getting down, when they get down

How long I gotta wait for these fools to sit down?

Appears more clear in it's simplest form

Nobody sees tears when you're standin' in the storm

Abandonin' the norm, and handlin' the harvest

Measurin the worth by the depth of the hardship

I welcome all the hatred you can aim at my name

I held onto the sacred ways of how to play the game

When the soldiers started runnin short on rations

I began tappin' the egg to spark the hatchin'

Make it happen, and take this captain to the gallows

I keep steering us into an area that's shallow

Talking to my shadow, he advised me not to worry

Said, I should plant my tree and let it rise out of the fury

So give me some light, a little love and some liquid,

I'ma creep through the night and put a plug in the spigot

And when the water grows, and the dam starts to overflow

I'll float on top the flood holdin' on to my ugly(Hook)

God Loves Ugly.. God Loves Ugly.. (echos)(Verse 3)

Why scream, when you can lose yourself inside the widescreen?

Let life be a bowl of melted ice cream

Or be the deer that's caught in my high beamsI'm rolling with the brights on,

Scared stiff, reality is just too much to bear with

Paranoid, walking around, careless,No wonder your in love your therapist

Go to sleep my little time bomb(Hook)God Loves Ugly.. God Loves Ugly.. (echos)

[RASTAKINOVER]

BODY PILLOW

 

(verse 1)then there was this one night when I took the time

to examine a napkin in a chicago hotel room

I wasn't alone it was a night after a showspace was fullenergy was consumed

there was a girl emphasis on the "L"she was noticin the detail as well

and the two of us found something with each otherpreviously undiscovered

hell is full of loversand the daylight is bright always makes me squint

but it feels like magic when it touches my facesuffocate myselfoverwhelm myself

and let the sunrays abandon me floatin through space(chorus)

and she still wonders why I'm so insecure

she giggles because I sleep with a body pillow

intentions are never nothing short of pure

but theres a price to pay when you try to live a little(verse 2)

and attractive as that napkin ever could've been

my how it unfolded hold it to the wind

try now to be a rock but she's caught under the skinex-lover and a best friend

just like the rest of themthen there was this one night

I stopped to watch someone bite the tip of a cigarette

to hold it inbetween her lipsnever met nobody like her please brace yourself

danger dangerthis might hurt

the playground feels a lot different when the sun's out

she wasn't messin round she came in with her guns outscreamin bout the ocean

anybody wanna go with menever knew punk rock could be so pretty

now catch your breath and then catch the ball

and sit by the phone so you can catch the call

write catchy one-liners on the bathroom stallhere I go wouldn't you know

still learnin to crawlChorus(verse 3)i've always dug the way you love the way

your tattoos intimidate menI guess I'm one of them

standin right next to you from way over hereex-lover and a best friend

(ex-lover and a best friend)then there was this one night I noticed a tree

that stood by itself about an hour up north

and I can picture her holding onto the limbwearin a summer dress and a grin

swingin back and forthtalkin bout the breeze and how it easy it is

to leave all the worries in the backseat

teach me please I need the abilities to live

silly me I tried to measure it by what I can givebut she didn't need anything

just a pair of ears some strong fingersand someone to share the tears

read the fear feeling it inadequatenow lets make-believe that I can handle it

Chorus(verse 4)and I still get to talk to you every now and then

definition of "over" doesn't have to be the endit's good to see you grow girl

shake my handthat's all I want from my ex-lover and my best friend

I got your backdon't ever fucking question thatI got your backalways have

I still got your back(in background)Chorus 2x

[RASTAKINOVER]

I LOVE THIS VIDEO!!!!!

 

Intro:This is it (What?!)Luchini pourin' from the skyLets get rich (What?!)

The cheeky vinesThe sugar dimesCant quit (What?!)

Now pop the cork and steam the vegaAnd get lit (What?! What?! What?!)Verse One:

Introducin', phantom of the darkWalk through my heaven with levitation

From efficientand these leathers showboatin with Rugars

Flash vines, Belafonte viggaLets get for what it's worth

As we confiscate your figgasCassanova brown levitatin jiggy in da shiggy's

In la hotta Car 54 chasin diamond runners

Headin ice bound, where every chilla dime can get

Your Harlem buck strut freezin world hice Hollywood

Madame Butterfly let me in your house of pleasure

From the knuckle swat shadowboxin catchin black-eye blues

I play the deef (What?!)Sensations at the Monte Barbie screamin (Cheeba!)

For fillin pleasures at my castles (Blow the smoke out!)

The boss of Vegas substitutes when the Dutch is gone

The Lo don't stop give me shouts Its the season sauters

Souflers for swervin no cornersWe magnets to moolah

Livin wit Charlie's Angels hornetsNo smilin were slidin

That gets you caught up in the octaOr deaded for movin

Its just like that as we proceed

Saturday night special better take it lightly Ja-Jiyah

A happy time quest to the coast of Key Largo wire-ah

The chain gang keep your ears out for our years

Sippin' fountain root house of bamboo paradiseChorus: repeat 2X

This is it (What?!)Luchini pourin' from the skyLets get rich (What?!)

The cheeky vinesThe sugar dimesCant quit (What?!)

Now pop the cork and steam the vegaAnd get lit (What?!)

[1st time] This is it (What?!) [2nd time] (What?! What?!)Verse Two:

For these feral herds of seas of black cheese that I can't missa

Silky Days, satin nights taken flights down <???>

We sensation spanish flyin with the lady Scarface

Bottoms up sunshine.. Love Potion Number 9

And we headin from the magic city chessin this sweetOn your orifachiny in London

Relaxation in Bora Bora Got notion to bring it... sing itLove up in my function

Stonin... robbinWe hiestin merchandise and gunninLove it... leave it

But bless the war chief or his bisonGet it... got itThe Lo will forever be nicin

Yeah; the Sonny Cheeba he be sippin Armaretta

The Geechie Gracious he be sippin Armaretta

We float the tri-state drink in this satin vines

This Coolie High jack pack from the sugar shack

Then what we do after we sip the ArmarettaWe start the Harlem River quiver

Dig it sweet daddySharpen the crimson bladeHigh sierra seranade

Anatomy for seduction be this hereJealousy...Enter the place with grace

Jersey Armaretta the burstin of cloudsIt pours.. everything seems better

Or flats with love we moveOnly in the mistIts Lo its life

And we can't get enough of thisChorus: repeat 2XThis is it (What?!)

Luchini pourin' from the skyLets get rich (What?!)

The cheeky vines; the sugar dimesCant quit (What?!)

Now pop the cork and steam the vegaAnd get lit (What?!)

[1st time] This is it (What?!) [2nd time] This is it (What?!) (x2)Outro:Yeah

The Sonny Cheeba he be sippin Armaretta

The Geechy Gracious he be sippin ArmarettaThe Joe King he be sippin Armaretta

The Chaquita Kid he be sippin Armaretta

We got high stakes for mine Kiwa ArmarettaAnd then my man Ill Will sip Armaretta

And then my man Cab in the tray sippin that

We slide through the Tri-State with the hi-hat

And then I float side-to-side in my Coolie High

And then I peep the sunset with this Spanish FlyYeah

And then I float down south with the Boogie Flats

And then I slide up in-between a ziggyAnd all of that gibs

[the shitz]

reluctantly crouched on the starting line.

engines pumping and thumping in time

the green light flashes the flags go up

churning and burning they yearn for the cup

[afraidoflife]

"just do me one favor

if you have something beautiful in your life

cherish it as much as possible

because one day it might not be there anymore"

-in pieces

[-Rage-]

over my DEAD body

of course I think ABOUT it

burn my path if it does

shape my body as I feel

torn

shape my body as I FEEL

torn BROKEN

and if it happens

I'll BURN and crawl deeper in my hole

darkness ALWAYS says hello

and your BURNING BODY will light my way

burning body LIGHT MY WAY

[ment2]

one liners:

 

"you shouldve shot yourself in the foot while it was in your mouth"

- aes rock

 

"lovers walk with their hands in each other's back pockets, just to jack wallets"

- me-istro

 

and then...

aesops verse on 'wake up call'

 

"is you... fat cats or lab rats/ trails tail my step and got em sweatin flash backs//

i play the part of mind sweeper crunken(?) sneakers in my sunken city, defunct/ apparently examining famine//

ima... follow the strobe while your blind spot swallows the globe, sink through the track and think back//

when i was a boy i employed styles exhausted by every lost child/ and presently and normally (?)i drill pillars of normallcy//

you're cordially invited to accompany me man fuck this im not typing up the whole thing

 

the other tight part is this:

 

2,000 league nappers and the swelling increases/ once the mortar hit the pestal your whole vessel fell to pieces//

[earmuffs]

sometimes I felt like stranger,

so I banged and hanged with the crips at night = T-Nutty

 

you can burn that hurse cuz I'm gonna walk to my funeral.= Brotha Lynch

[Swiffer Jet]

i'd rather be tried by 12 than carried by 6//

 

- east flatbush project

[Rev.DUGOOD]

ILL WIT IT SO DEAL WIT IT....................JAYDEE.

:D

[RoofTopKilla]

shake it shake shake shake it shake it...shake it like a polaroid picture nugga........ :lick:

[kilgoretrout]

i dont want to live to be 34

and i dont want to die in a nuclear war

go on out get some more

go on out to the bar, the market, or the liguor store

i dont wanna live to be 43

i dont like what i see going on around me

go on out get some more

go on out get fucked up and pass out

on the floor

go on out get some more

go on out to your favorite liquor store

go on out dont worry about it no more

go on out get fucked up i dont know what for

i dont want to live to be 57

im livin in hell

is there a heaven?

live fast die young

live fast die young

live fast die young

live fast die young

[Ronnie Dobbs]

Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la,

Thanx for nothing.

 

You shouldn't have, Oh- you didn't.

You're so generous. Thanks for nothing.

Never mind all the stuff I bought for you

It was my pleasure, getting nothing back.

 

Come next year I'm getting you what you got me

Fucking Nothing. See how you like it

 

I don't have much money but I got you something nice.

I maxed out my cards, didn't care about the price...

To show I care this time of year-

Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la,

Thanx for nothing.

 

So I'm a sap, under the Christmas tree.

Trying to find the gifts I thought you got for me.

But there was nothing there- what a shock.

just the torn up wrappings from all the gifts I bought.

 

Thanx for all the effort to brighten up my Christmas

Thank you for the knife that you stabbed me in the back with.

What a blessing. You're really something.

Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la,

Thanx for nothing.

 

I've been so selfless, choosing gifts so thoughtfully

Sweating in a crowed mall and you don't get shit for me.

You selfish asshole. I hope you die.

Choking on your putrid pile of presents 6 feet high

 

Thanx for making Christmas such a disappointment

Thanx for making sharing seem so fucking pointless

What a pal. I'll tell you one thing-

Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la,

Thanx for nothing.

Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la,

Thanx for nothing.

Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la,

FUCK YOU!

[bodice_ripper]

I'm only waiting for the proper time to tell you that it's impossible to get along with you.

It's hard to look you in the face when we are talking so it helps to have a mirror in the room.

Well I've really been looking forward to the performance but there's my cue and there's a question on your face.

Fortunately I have come across and answer which is "Go away and do not leave a trace"

[-Rage-]

Local lopsided judges lure lunacy

Over loony loud lumpy loopholes

With lingo that's loathsome

And shady shameless shamsters

Shake and shape shaggy

Young people with sharp teeth

On shelves of ship shaped

Sharp eyed shop owners

While customers consume large quanties

Of curiously cultivated curtains

Alongside crowds of crude oils

Crossed and crooked

Atop of a crushed icemaker

 

 

 

-The Apex Theory

 

'Shh... Hope Diggy'

[A.K.A. Top 5]

....And I waked in and sat down and they gave

me a piece of paper, said, "Kid, see the phsychiatrist, room 604."

 

And I went up there, I said, "Shrink, I want to kill. I mean, I wanna, I

wanna kill. Kill. I wanna, I wanna see, I wanna see blood and gore and

guts and veins in my teeth. Eat dead burnt bodies. I mean kill, Kill, KILL, KILL." And I started jumpin up and down yelling, "KILL, KILL," and

he started jumpin up and down with me and we was both jumping up and down yelling, "KILL, KILL."

[A.K.A. Top 5]

a lil more...

 

if your in a situation like that there's only one thing you can do and that's walk into the shrink wherever you are ,just walk in say "Shrink, You can get anything you want, at Alice's restaurant.". And walk out. You know, if one person, just one person does it they may think he's really sick and they won't take him. And if two people, two people do it, in harmony, they may think they're both faggots and they won't take either of them. And three people do it, three, can you imagine, three people walking in singin a bar of Alice's Restaurant and walking out. They may think it's an organization. And can you, can you imagine fifty people a day, I said fifty people a day walking in singin a bar of Alice's Restaurant and walking out. And friends they may thinks it's a movement.

 

And that's what it is, the Alice's Restaurant Anti-Massacre Movement

[evaq22]

theres smoke in my iris so i painted a sunny day on the insides of my eyelids-aesop rock

[se_FOUR]

Hijack..

 

"money ain't the matter it's the principal that makes us invincible".

 

 

 

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[PalestineOne]

Im not feeling hip hop as much as I used to. But Iknow its still good. Its just the older I get the less I feel like pertaining to ANY specific subculture. Fuck, Ive become a sheep.