Released: 1995
Genre: Hip Hop
Country: USA
Monday, December 28, 2009
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Friday, December 18, 2009
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Friday, December 11, 2009
III Deaths
I don't believe in much of anything
But I've noticed a recurring pattern in my life
Death always comes in 3's
First my sister
Then Shaula's grand dad
...who's next?
But I've noticed a recurring pattern in my life
Death always comes in 3's
First my sister
Then Shaula's grand dad
...who's next?
Thursday, December 10, 2009
On the Gov't (and Society)
Don't trust them
That's it. Simple and plain. Usually people in power, no matter how much "change" they say they're going to bring, will fuck you over some way. You can't win everyone over. That's why I don't vote, because your vote really doesn't matter. The majority of the public are morons and you must remember that America is awash with idiocy. So why don't I go out and rally? Because I could honestly give a shit. No one's into listening to a "revolutionary" anymore. Revolutionaries are saved for reality TV with dramatic scores by John Williams whose images will make their way onto t-shirts made by Fruit of the Loom and have rallies sponsored by Pepsi and Hollister Co. with catering provided by McDonald's "healthy" choice menu. It's a bunch of bullshit, whether you're an over-privileged, rich white suburbanite or a poor black hispanic from a family of 25 who live in the Barrio don't believe the hype. I don't know what the fucking point of this thing was anymore. I think it was just an excuse to rant about the "powers that be" and "rebelling against the man." Ooooh, what do the quotation marks mean? Is he trying to be sarcastic and plow through the government's wall of lies with his sledge hammer of righteous indignation? Could he be the next revolutionary who will help take us bring us out of the financial and strife-ridden abyss that is our nation??
Quite honestly I'd rather be eating Lay's potato chips and drink Jim Beam with my 2 double cheeseburgers from McDonald's and scarf down a gallon of Pepsi and 4 Hershey's bars.
Fuck the system and all of us whores and whores-in-training who are destined to feed off the gov't teat and suck off the corporate dick.
We're whores; ALL OF US. So don't think you're any different or special from anyone else
As Tyler Durden put it: "You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake, we are all the part of the same compost heap."
That's it. Simple and plain. Usually people in power, no matter how much "change" they say they're going to bring, will fuck you over some way. You can't win everyone over. That's why I don't vote, because your vote really doesn't matter. The majority of the public are morons and you must remember that America is awash with idiocy. So why don't I go out and rally? Because I could honestly give a shit. No one's into listening to a "revolutionary" anymore. Revolutionaries are saved for reality TV with dramatic scores by John Williams whose images will make their way onto t-shirts made by Fruit of the Loom and have rallies sponsored by Pepsi and Hollister Co. with catering provided by McDonald's "healthy" choice menu. It's a bunch of bullshit, whether you're an over-privileged, rich white suburbanite or a poor black hispanic from a family of 25 who live in the Barrio don't believe the hype. I don't know what the fucking point of this thing was anymore. I think it was just an excuse to rant about the "powers that be" and "rebelling against the man." Ooooh, what do the quotation marks mean? Is he trying to be sarcastic and plow through the government's wall of lies with his sledge hammer of righteous indignation? Could he be the next revolutionary who will help take us bring us out of the financial and strife-ridden abyss that is our nation??
Quite honestly I'd rather be eating Lay's potato chips and drink Jim Beam with my 2 double cheeseburgers from McDonald's and scarf down a gallon of Pepsi and 4 Hershey's bars.
Fuck the system and all of us whores and whores-in-training who are destined to feed off the gov't teat and suck off the corporate dick.
We're whores; ALL OF US. So don't think you're any different or special from anyone else
As Tyler Durden put it: "You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake, we are all the part of the same compost heap."
Monday, December 7, 2009
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
In Death - Is Death; In Death - Is Life
It's amazing what the death of one person can do. It can incite sympathy, empathy even pity for those who have lost. Even if one person hates the other with a passion unsurpassed by any other type of emotion, the death of a loved one destroys it with a mighty stroke of pain, even if it's just for a moments or hours. Considering that it's one of the most feared and least understood parts of any living organism, death for human beings can be a very powerful bonding and healing tool. It wipes away all the bullshit that we put up in between us as people and let's us open up and bond with people we've never wanted to or imagined bonding with, let alone being in the same room without tearing each other apart.
Today, I witnessed my mother, my father and his ex-wife grieving over my half sister's very recent passing. It was a very horrible and tragic thing to witness; the aftermath of someone's passing. I was never close with my half sister because of the bullshit our respective families put between each other, but when I saw her laying on her bed I couldn't help but feel moved and, in my own way, hurt. I wasn't hurt because she was gone but because I was empathetic towards her sister, mother, brother and especially my father. In that moment I was able to put aside all the hatred and spite towards my dad's ex-wife and I genuinely apologized, shook her hand and hugged her, only hoping to console her in the only way someone you hate can. Even my mother was able to give console to her and she's not exactly on her good side.
My point is this: Life sucks and it's full of stupid shit that we concern ourselves with.
You can choose to become an architect of bullshit and build around yourself
or
You can choose to be a "shit-kicker" and enjoy the time you and your close ones have on this dirty blue ball floating around in space.
It's your choice and your life.
Today, I witnessed my mother, my father and his ex-wife grieving over my half sister's very recent passing. It was a very horrible and tragic thing to witness; the aftermath of someone's passing. I was never close with my half sister because of the bullshit our respective families put between each other, but when I saw her laying on her bed I couldn't help but feel moved and, in my own way, hurt. I wasn't hurt because she was gone but because I was empathetic towards her sister, mother, brother and especially my father. In that moment I was able to put aside all the hatred and spite towards my dad's ex-wife and I genuinely apologized, shook her hand and hugged her, only hoping to console her in the only way someone you hate can. Even my mother was able to give console to her and she's not exactly on her good side.
My point is this: Life sucks and it's full of stupid shit that we concern ourselves with.
You can choose to become an architect of bullshit and build around yourself
or
You can choose to be a "shit-kicker" and enjoy the time you and your close ones have on this dirty blue ball floating around in space.
It's your choice and your life.
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