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"Vuonna 2004 nuori yhdysvaltalainen mies joutui kotimaansa armeijan uhriksi. Hänet pakotettiin pesemään osastonsa lattia omalla sähköhammasharjallaan, syömään mikrossa lämmitettyä kissanruokaa, juoksemaan jokapäivä harjoituskentän ympäri 79 kertaa jonka päälle hän sai yrittää juoda vain väkiviina-etikkaa. Lisäksi hän joutui tehdä miinakentän puhdistuksia side silmillään sekä sukeltajan räpylät jaloissaan ja lopulta hänet lavastettiin syylliseksi jääden kiinni kannabiksen poltosta. Juuri kun tilanne näytti helpottuvan, hän joutuikin värvätyksi sotaan Irakiin. Siellä hän päätyi ammutuksi, tosin ei vihollisen toimesta. Päivä ennen kuolettavaa (armo)laukausta, hän heräsi täysin alastomana leirin vartiokoiran kopista eikä muistanut edellisestä illasta ja yöstä yhtään mitään. Selässään hänellä oli tussilla kirjoitettu iso teksti missä luki "I did it for transgenders like me" ja vartiokoira löytyi leirin ruokavarastosta, missä se oli päästänyt tarpeitaan osan ruoan päälle ja osan se oli syönyt. Yllään koiralla oli miehen alushousut ja violetti puuhka. Mies lähti paniikissa juoksemaan edelleen täysin alastomana kohti aavikkoa toistaen samalla sanoja "HOLY CREEPING JEEBIES!"

Nyt kun olet nähnyt ja toistanut mielessäsi nuo ylläolevat sanat, tulet tapaamaan ammutun miehen. Ensi yönä, kun olet nukahtanut, mies ilmestyy peittosi alle ja alkaa taukoamatta hymäilemään light jazzin hittejä vuosilta 1978-1986.

Jos lisäät tämän tarinan omaan blogiisi, journaliisi tai päiväkirjaasi, hän jättää sinut rauhaan. Näin palkitaan hyvät tekosi. Jos et lisää, tulet kärsimään vaikeista alapään tulehduksista sekä virtsaongelmista seuraavat 40 vuotta ja sen mukana seksielämäsi huononee moninkertaisesti."

oltii cedar pointis ja kastuttii kymmenen kertaa enemmä enemmän ku linnanmäellä sit oltii semmoses laittees mis oli 10 000 pollee ja kulki ~190km/h

Mira lo que se avecina
a la vuelta de la esquina
viene Diego rumbeando
Con la luna en las pupilas
y su traje agua marina
va después de contrabando

Y donde más no cabe un alma
y se mete a darse caña
poseído por el ritmo raga-tanga
Y el DJ que lo conoce
toca el himno de las doce
para Diego la canción más deseada
Y la baila, y la goza, y la canta...

refrain:
Aserejé, ja, dejé, de jebe
tu dejé bere sebiounouba
majabi an de bugui
an de buididipí

refrain (2x)

No es cosa de brujería
que lo encuentre to los días
por donde voy caminando
Diego tiene chulería
y ese punto de alegría
rastafari afro gitano

Y donde más no cabe un alma
allí se mete a darse caña
poseído por el ritmo raga-tanga
Y el DJ que lo conoce
toca el himno de las doce
para Diego la canción mas deseada
Y la baila, y la goza, y la canta...

refrain (3x)

A nanananananana...

refrain (10x)


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

You're beautiful. You're beautiful
You're beautiful, it's true
I saw your face in a crowded place
And I don't know what to do
'Cause I'll never be with you

I only got one thing to say
I only sing for my people who be struggling like every day
(street music, shit ain't sweet music)

stand on my own feet no matter what happens
my struggle a grown me to a man, man
kill you on yo' own beat with this rap thing
and I still hate the police with a passion
so raise yo' glasses, stomp yo' feet
I ain't asking, do it if you hungry
this that street music
don't get it confused, kid
no you thought it was but shit ain't sweet, stupid
uncivilized and I'm drunk as shit
so tell the DJ to bump that shit
if yo' girl screaming and yelling
turning yo' evening to hell, then I'm telling you need to dump that bitch
how many times have I told you I don't play
disrespect me ok
it goes both ways
coming from the land where the sky's so grey
running with my plans 'cause that's what my mom told me.

kertosäe:
I only got one thing to say
y'all need to bump this shit until yo' speakers blow away
(street music, shit ain't sweet music)
I only got one thing to say
I only sing for my people who be struggling like every day
(street music, shit ain't sweet music)

Shit ain't gonna be moving without blood, sweat and tears
12 years I been on the bud and the beer
so keep it coming before my buzz disappears
chi-chi man ain't getting no love up in here
you need to pay attention
and shut yo' little mouth when my name is mentioned
worrying about tomorrow ain't my way of thinking
I'm a do what I do, Red ain't regretting
now Helsinki, that's where I'm born, where I roam, where I bone
but I've been around like a vagabond
where I lay my hat is home
man, I'm known from the catacombs deep
inna Babylon to the Amazon
get out yo' seat quick
haters can eat a dick
believe it, kid, now swing around 'til you seasick
life can be a mean bitch it's a known fact
but Red's shit's like popping Prozac
I grew up inna midst of a snowstorm
I ain't a gangster, but I can make some phone calls
I do it for my single baby mamas
and the kids in school with behavior problems
so get yo' hands up if you hate yo' job
and you scheme on the side, one day at a time
gold spoon motherfuckers, won't waste yo' time
street music 'till the day I die.

kertosäe

Cause sometimes you feel tired, you feel weak
then you feel weak, you feel like you wanna just give up
but you gotta search within you, find that inner strength
And just pull that shit out of you, and get that motivation not to give up
And not be a quitter no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your
face.and collapse

Till I collapse I'm spillin' these raps long as you feel 'em, till the day
that I drop you'll never say that I'm not killin' em
'Cause when I am not, then I'ma stop pinnin'em and I am not hip-hop and I'm just not Eminem
subliminal thoughts, when Ima stop sendin' em, women are caught in webs
spin 'em and hock venom, adrenalin shots of penicillin could not get the
illin' to stop, amoxacillin's just not real enough
The criminal cop killin', hip-hop villain a minimal swap to cop millions of Pac listeners
your comin' with me, feel it or not you're gonna fear it like I showed ya
the spirit of God lives in us
you hear it a lot, lyrics to shock. Is it a miracle or am I just product of pop fizzin' up?
Fa shizzel my wizzel, this is the plot listen up, you bizzels forgot
slizzel does not give a fuck

kertosäe:
Till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
till my legs give out, can't shut my mouth
Till the smoke clears out and my high burns out
I'ma rip this shit till my bones collapse

Till the roof comes off, till the lights go out, (Until the roof)
till my legs give out, can't shut my mouth (The roof comes off)
Till the smoke clears out and my high burns out, (Until my legs)
I'ma rip this shit till my bones collapse.(Give out from underneath me)

Music is like magic, there's a certain feeling you get when you're real and you spit an people are feelin' ya shit
This is your moment and every single minute you spend tryin' to hold on to it, 'cause you may never get it again
so while you're in it try to get as much shit as you can and when your run is over just admit when it's at its end
'cause I'm at the end of my wits with half the shit gets in, I got a list here's the order of my list that it's in
It goes Reggie, Jay-Z, Tupac and Biggie, Andre from Outkast, Jada, Kurupt, Nas and then me
But in this industry, I'm the cause of a lot of envy so when I'm not put on this list, the shit does not offend me
That's why you see me walkin' around like nothin's bothering me, even though half you people gotta fuckin' problem with me
you hate it but you know respect you got to give me. The press's wet dream like Bobby an Whitney Nate hit me

kertosäe

Soon as the verse starts I eat it at MC's heart
What is he thinkin? I'ma have to go against me? Smart
And it's absurd, how ppl hang over every word
I'll probly never get the props I feel I ever deserve
But I'll never be served, my spot is forever reserved
If I ever leave Earth, that'd be the death of me first
'Cause in my hardest heart I nothing could ever be worse, that's y I'm clever
when I put together every verse
My thoughts, are as spurratic
I act like I'ma addict
I rap like I'm addicted to
Smack, like I'm Kim Mathers
But I don't wanna go forth and back
to constant battles
The fact, is I'd rather, sit back and bomb some rappers
So this is like a full-blown attack, I'm launchin at em'
The track is on some battle
And raps, who wants some static?
'Cause I don't really think the fact that I'm Slim matters
I'm black and platinum status
It's whack if I'm not the baddest

kertosäe

I, I will not fall
I will stand tall
Feels Like no one, can, beat me

Yeee.
And you say Chi city,
Chi city, Chi city

kertosäe:
I'm coming home again.
Do you think about me now and then?
Do you think about me now and then?
Cause I'm coming home again
I'm in home again.

I met this girl when I was three years old
And what I loved most she had so much soul
She said, excuse me little homie, I know you don't know me- but,
My name is Wendy and, I like to blow trees and,
From that point I never blow her off,
They can come from outta town I like to show her off,
They like to act tough, she like to tow em off,
And make em straighten up their act, cause she know they soft
And when I grew up she showed me how to go downtown
And at nighttime my face lit up so astounding
And I told her in my heart is where she always be
She never mess with entertainers cause they always leave
She said it felt like they walked and drove on me
Knew I was gang affiliated got on TV and told on me
I guess it's why last winter she got so cold on me
She said, Ye keep making that, keep making that platinum and gold for me

kertosäe
Maybe we can start again

But if you really care for her, then you would n-never hit the airport,
To follow your dream, sometimes I still talk to her, but when I talk to her
It always seems like she talking about me,
She said you left your kids and they just like you
They wanna rap and make show beats just like you,
But they just not you and I just got to
Talking bout what she can try to do just not new
Now everybody got the game figured out all wrong
I guess you never know what you got till its gone
I guess this is why I'm here and I cant come back home
And guess when I heard that when I was back home
Every interview I'm representing you making you proud
Reach for the stars so if you fall you land on a cloud
Jump in the crowd, spark you lighters, wave em around,
And if you don't know by now, I'm talking about Chit town,

Do you think about me now and then?
Do you think about me now and then?
Cause I'm coming home again
Maybe, do you remember when fireworks at lake Michigan
Oooh, now I'm coming home again
I'm in home again
Maybe, do you remember when fireworks at lake Michigan
Oooh, now I'm coming home again
Maybe we can start again

Loyee oyeee oh, loyee oyeee oh
Coming home again
Loyee oyeee oh, loyee oyeee oh
Coming home again
Maybe we can start again