Come on!
Uggh!

Come on, although ya try to discredit
Ya still never edit
The needle, I'll thread it
Radically poetic
Standin' with the fury that they had in '66
And like E-Double I'm mad
Still knee-deep in the system's shit
Hoover, he was a body remover
I'll give ya a dose
But it'll never come close
To the rage built up inside of me
Fist in the air, in the land of hypocrisy

Movements come and movements go
Leaders speak, movements cease
When their heads are flown
'Cause all these punks
Got bullets in their heads
Departments of police, the judges, the feds
Networks at work, keepin' people calm
You know they went after King
When he spoke out on Vietnam
He turned the power to the have-nots
And then came the shot

Yeah!
Yeah, back in this...
Wit' poetry, my mind I flex
Flip like Wilson, vocals never lackin' dat finesse
Whadda I got to, whadda I got to do to wake ya up
To shake ya up, to break the structure up
'Cause blood still flows in the gutter
I'm like takin' photos
Mad boy kicks open the shutter
Set the groove
Then stick and move like I was Cassius
Rep the stutter step
Then bomb a left upon the fascists
Yea, the several federal men
Who pulled schemes on the dream
And put it to an end
Ya better beware
Of retribution with mind war
20/20 visions and murals with metaphors
Networks at work, keepin' people calm
Ya know they murdered X
And tried to blame it on Islam
He turned the power to the have-nots
And then came the shot

Uggh!
What was the price on his head?
What was the price on his head!


I think I heard a shot
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard, I think I heard a shot

'He may be a real contender for this position should he
abandon his supposed obediance to white liberal doctrine
of non-violence...and embrace black nationalism'
'Through counter-intelligence it should be possible to
pinpoint potential trouble-makers...And neutralize them,
neutralize them, neutralize them'

Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!
Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!

How long? Not long, cause what you reap is what you sow

*jubelfreu* Die Tickets für das totalausverkaufte Red Hot Chili Peppers-Konzert sind endlich angekommen.
Bis am 3. Dezember 2006 gebe ich mir nun der exzessiven Vorfreude hin.




Red Hot Chili Peppers - Under the Bridge

Fighting for freedom is like fucking for virginity.

Soviel mal dazu, Kommentare sind nicht erwünscht.

Frostige 21°C, bedeckter Himmel, teilweise Regen und Gewitter.

Hoffentlich ist diese Kaltfront nur vorübergehend.

*bibber* Wie ich solches Wetter hasse. *kotz*


Supertramp - It's raining again

Ein paar Fotos von Billy Idol. Und - ich schwöre - jetzt zum letzten Mal. *fg*







Tja, was soll ich sagen. Der Mann hinterlässt einen bleibenden Eindruck bei mir. Und das seit 23 Jahren.

Fluch der Karibik 2 - Die Truhe des Todes

Juchu, Cpt. Jack Sparrow ist zurück.

Ein cooler Tag ist heute. Nämlich mein Geburtstag *hrhr*.




Happy Birthday to me, to me. Ich geh jetzt feiern!!!