totally fucking fucked.

eatin pizza

"if you quote this, you are homosexual"

TMNT
leonardo michelangelo donatello raphael

"The only reason you stay here is so you can fuck my mother and eat her food. MOTHERFUCKER. FOOD EATER"

i'd buy that for a dollar...
If robocop winds up floating through space with a tree, it might possibly be the greatest achievement in western civilisation

will i have the strength of five gorillas??

Everything is horrible
Really really really terrible
I'm really depressed
I'm really downtrodden
The whole world is doomed
We're all gonna die
25,672 people die every single minute
Seventeen hundred and fifty people just died
Cancer
Death
Aids Inflation
Taxes
George Bush
Hell
Satan
Cancer of the face
Cancer of the colon
Cancer of the wrist
and John Denver on compact disc

let's bone

tampon??

don't talk about my mother i'll meet you on the street and beat you with a stick. :D

which happens to be the answer to my riddle... what's brown and sticky? a stick. yep

nope

What's brown and sticky?

masta ace inc. - sittin on chrome

He once was a dog from around the way... (so you better take it)
Eazy! (and I'm sittin on chrome)
He once was a dog from around the way... (so you better take it)
Eazy! (and I'm sittin on chrome)

I just got paid...
It's Friday night...
I'm sittin on chrome...
And I'm feelin alright...

[Verse One:]

Take it EZ, like E cuz I be
Lettin niggaz know what time it is when it comes to me
You can't find us here anywhere and I tear
you a new asshole, as beautiful as gold
Look at your reflection in my shine, find
pissy hallways are always on my mind
But not tonight, I'm sittin on chri-dome
Makin more waves than my cellular phi-done
Mental energy from within keeps me higher
than anything rolled and set on fire let me try a
little somethin new, grand cuz what I am
is mathematic, I must to blow your static if I can
I.N.C., Crew I thought you knew
That's how you do well check it this is how I do

[Chorus]

[Verse Two:]

I'm sittin on C-H, R-O-M-E
Sippin Brass Monkey, Digga got the Remi
Martin I'm startin to feel like I wanna
Hit the strip spot and I think that I'm gonna
I see my nigga Jose, "Mida, que pasa?"
We goin to the spot, need a ride? I gotcha
So come on in, come on in, come on in
It's like fire when you see my chrome spin
I paid the valet, I stepped to the stage
I think I wanna play with the girl in the cage
Lap dance, lap dance, lap dance
Baby look I got trouble in my pants
I just checked my wallet, no more dough
I just paid your rent and now I gotta go
She did me till I's done, smooth like Bally
I walked outside, they said that they ain't got no valet
Somebody caught me slippin, dipped with my ride
But we gonna catch they ass on the B-Side

[Chorus]

I just got paid...
It's Friday night...
I'm sittin on chrome...
And I'm feelin alright...

[Verse Three:]

You can't I-N-C me, the
Ace niguh, so be ghost like Amity-
-ville horror, till tomorrow, you're done
So jet like Delta, I'm Fly like the Nun
My mental state's, more Great than the Lakes
I'm Superior, it's Erie how I breaks
Niggaz down, with the sound as I shine
One time, and the chrome is the mind

you know what. sometimes you gotta think through some shit before you smile.
sometimes you gotta think through some shit before you hit the irony of the shituation.
sometimes you gotta carry some thought before you find what is really worth smiling about.
and if you interrupt that process. then fuck you. i will not smile on command.

SWV - downtown

You gotta go downtown
That's the way to my love
Take it round and round
Oooh, you can't stop 'til you find my love
Go downtown, To taste the sweetness
Will be enough
That's the love that you've been dreaming of

isn't beef jerky the new dried meats everyone is into these days??

muddy may suggins

serious

wanna go for pizza?

sextice?

JME: king of the recycled bars dem

stanislaw lem

cool, I'm watching that one next..

"No one is hating on flutes. But panpipes? Come on..."

cannibal ox - vein


[Vordul]
Pop goes the flow of the weasel
Strapped with an Ox full of diesel
Trapped in the desert with eagles
Thoughts of ghetto acapellas in cathedrals
Spilling heavy gospels with cheaters
Twisted up, high off the reefer
Lost beyond regions of logic and reason, just being
We high so be not so obedient to society's laws and limitations
Lost in this ghetto population
I'm just another face that's facing all types of, like
Stereotypes and hatred
But I ain't going to whet that and get all stressed out
I'm just trying to make it and strive with my...
Hellbent
Hell went through changes, emotions, inner thoughts and rages
Relieved and released on pages
My life in its cycle and stages
Seen through descriptions in nature
Ever since back in the days when niggaz was loving and hating
Everyone trapped and two thou caught The Matrix
With diseases of judgement that breed through the hatred
Conceived through these scenes and then painted

Now what really defines the line of a hater
And what defines the line of someone even greater
And what makes somebody jump that line trying to take it
Wrapped behind enemy lines trying to make it
Mind in another universe while my physical's stuck on the earth
In these inner city mazes

[Vast Aire]
Yo (11x)
Lay that shit down
What is you, a clown?
You wanna see a little kid get shot?
Give me two good reasons so I don't smack you
For flashing a gun in my face just to get some respect
All in all, it's all love and I'm here to protect
You only twelve years old, someone'll snap your neck
You let your pants sag, but your thoughts gotta pull up
Mental calisthenics, lazer brains can't push up
Or even sit up to fight for what they believe in
He thought about it
I said, "Peace, keep breathing."
I see him mumbling, shrugging his shoulder
He probably cursing, but he know better
He had a beretta with the rubbed off serial digit
And I know he got it from Carlos The Midget
The only cat I know cold enough to hustle shit to kids
Been in this three man team forming eight arm squid
And they laugh in the face of
Any possibilities of being through and dead
We're all from the same ghettos
And these are the same hollow tips that knock nearly out of stilettos
He cocked first, I cocked second
And in that exact second both of the gats burst

"Man, this is your last fucking chance."
"Fuck you, this is your last chance."

[Vordul]
Live and orchestrated
From blocks where animals grew up as four lazers
We twist mad sabres
Rock the sky pimping jays all day blazes
Wrapped in these inner city mazes
Relaxing on corners where cats stay wasted
Choking on 4-0 basics, you taste it
My life's an oasis, this trife's what I make it
Straight through these days spitting raps that laced it
I'm just trying to blaze these mics on the stages
Write on these pages like life as a scene, in amazement
Like, "Ima stay blazing mics until I'm fading
Off of this surface to return to my nature"
In the meantime, spit flows and cop acres
Put my fam in it with shelter that spaces
Everyday life, yo, is rap in these mazes
I'm just trying to make it
The O-E slowly dissolves in my belly, got me aching
Niggaz up the block, yo I swear, trying to take it
But I'ma stay patient, watching every move made in the jungle
It's live trying to strive in this struggle
New York state of mind, that's the home that I come to
Nothing but pigeons living, trapped in this system
Bleeding, screaming...phoenix
We needed that scrap for that meaning to stay shining
Trying to escape out of hellfires and lakes
Brain on another plane gliding through acid rain
That's stress trying to master pain
Spit words, not to hurt, but to bash your brain
That's the worth of an MC wrapped in the vein
New York

tenacious d and the pick of destiny:

Brilliant in every possible way

mmm tuckyfried nuggets

yet another new genre:
what about SKWEE music?

please, baby. please. babybabybaby-please.

is this what it sounds like when doves cry?

tony soprano?

smoked-meat sandwiches?

goonies never say die?

I used to play for the seattle supersonics
[ seattlepi.nwsource.com ]

hey, it works!

We live in a cynical world. A cynical world. And we work in a business of tough competitors. I love you. You ... complete me

this reminded me of pj fresh phil and ytv's the zone.

I thought it sounded like speed garage when I first heard it too...though it does have kind of a grime influence in there. I'm not crazy about it, but it is more fun then a lot of dance music out there.

check out dj marcus nasty too