Faster. faster. faster. faster. Life passes by - in a very short time. expectations of the nation - do the things they want you to.. Faster. faster. faster.
When liberalism is taking over the world,. Social security will be nothin worth,. Survial of the fittest is liberal shit,. fuck the blue bastards, no power to the rich,.
Animal slaughter, it continues all the time. The meat-industry is growing. But I'll tell you, what I'll do you to you. You, ignorant consumers!!. . I'll undo you from your skull.
More and more fascists are accepted in this scene. Homophobic propaganda a new standard so it seems. Stick your blind hatred. Up your fucking ass. Sexist racist bullshit.
child prostitution, sex-holidays, state turns a blind eye. sick rich bastards, want kids to abuse, which have no say. a fuck for a buck, a buck for food, but it's no excuse.
I feel so good among the human race,. I feel so good in this white place. I feel so good among the human race. They're so kind to my mental case. Cheers humanity - I'm happy as can be.
[intro]. Freed from your shadow. Approaching the lights,. Still burned your darkness. And so It's time.... You can't hide forever. You'll run,. Until it's too late....
Once again, Jekylish I follow the trail of fireflies and diamond eyes. And moving like fog, I starve to raise sleepwalking hunter in the night. Step into an ongoing nightmare go ride into blistering trails below.
"Teach me your mood, o patient stars.. Who climb each night, the ancient sky.. Leaving on space no shade, no scars, no trace of age.. No fear to die.".
COMPTON ISN'T TOO FAR AWAY. by Afroman. . When I was young we wanted to get out the ghetto. But after we moved out of the ghetto. It was hard to get things we needed.
Afroman - Cali Swangin'. Ruckus. . BABY - MAKE ME FEEL ALRIGHT. . Nobody feels - like a "G" feels. when he post up his '64 on three wheels. Daddy ask me "what you wanna be when you grow up".
Afroman.... . latatatatatataaahaaaa. . the two zigzags,. . latatatatahaahaaaaaaaa. . mister mix,. . latatatatahaahaaaa. . the hungry hustler,. . latatahaahaaaa.
Conheci-te ainda moo. Ou como tal eu te via. Habitavas o Procpio. Ias ao Napoleo. Mas ningum sabia ao certo. Como se faz um canalha. Se a memria me no falha.
A fadiga um dom da natureza. Chia!. Com as minhas tamanquinhas. Com as minhas. Com as minhas tamanquinhas. P'ra quem no faz fortuna. Mata as penas e faz covinhas.
Em Janeiro bebo o vinho. Em Fevereiro como o po. Nem que chovam picaretas. Hs-de cair, Rei-Milho. Adeus, cidade do Porto. Adeus muros de Custias. Cantando chuva e ao vento.
Em Janeiro bebo o vinho. Em Fevereiro como o po. Nem que chovam picaretas. Hs-de cair, Rei-Milho. Adeus, cidade do Porto. Adeus muros de Custias. Cantando chuva e ao vento.
Diga amigo Miguel. Como est voc?. Em todo o Xipamanine. J ningum o v. Vou dar-lhe a minha viola. Para tocar outra vez. O seu valor um dia. Voc mostrou.
Diga amigo Miguel. Como est voc?. Em todo o Xipamanine. J ningum o v. Vou dar-lhe a minha viola. Para tocar outra vez. O seu valor um dia. Voc mostrou.
Somos filhos da madrugada. Pelas praias do mar nos vamos. procura de quem nos traga. Verde oliva de flr no ramo. Navegamos de vaga em vaga. No soubemos de dor nem mgoa.