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"20 Years Of Resident Evil"
(feat. Veela)
"20 Years Of Resident Evil"
(feat. Veela)
There's funny stuff happening in the Arklay mountains
Far fetched but when you see the proof you can hardly doubt it
People acting animalistic
Cannibalistic
Bravo team went in with a bag of ballistics and now they're missing
Now alpha team need to find them and to bring them back
Good job we brought some sniffer dogs
Oh no we're being attacked
Crap they want to eat us
A tactical retreat into this mansion
Will prevent us all from landing up as meat
Now we can meet the team
Barry, Chris, Wesker, and Jill
Whos destiny's to fulfill a plethora of exceptional kills
It's best to be the best of the best in the business
Because there's resident undead and your head's on their hit list
Sick hominy grits
This zombie's a bitch
And he kinda looks like the ex head of Abercrombie and Fitch
We've lost communications
Contact the letting agent
This mansion's in urgent need of heavy renovation
Bits of lead are penetrating every wall i'm facing
I see through the heavy rain into Umbrella Corporation
They're creating a mutagenic agent named T-virus
I see, that explains the stage displays of Miley Cyrus
We mustn't let it spread and affect the rest of us
Nobody wants that
Except evidently Wesker does
He's treacherous
Messed with us
The complex is set to bust
We'd best get the bus
Before the blast combusts our flesh to dust
And I think of all the things that we've survived
So giving up has been out of conversation
My team and I fought through the blood loss
Chemical in your face and a shotgun
As you die
You'll see us ride away
Now rewind twenty four hours in time
So we can see what alpha team was sent into the deepest night to find
Bravo team left the chopper crash site
To get on with their proper pastime
Pretty much like last time
Let me introduce Rebecca Chambers
A chick who steps on trains
Regardless of whether she's in hecka danger
Seems she bought the wrong ticket
This could be a long trip
But where she's going, she's got a cell mate
A convict
Billy Coen
It's like con air but on rails
Smashing barriers like record day one sales
Strong gales fail to derail their aim from it's target
To unveil and excavate the fate of James Marcus
From train rides to strange tidings sane minds
Can take down an umbrella under daylight
From train rides to strange tidings sane minds
Can take down an umbrella under daylight
And I think of all the things that we've survived
So giving up has been out of conversation
My team and I fought through the blood loss
Chemical in your face and a shotgun
As you die
You'll see us ride away
Two months have passed after the blast
And from the debris zombies are free
Lucky we brung in a rookie from the police
Enter Leon S. Kennedy and Claire Redfield
A rare pair whose enemies will be left with heads peeled
This is not a nightmare, Claire, it's dead real
And the remedy's a red hot shot of lead
Pew!
This lady played along
Her name is Ada Wong
She came to take the G-virus
And her infiltration game is strong
But it's in the hands of an urchin called Sherry Birkin
Who's under threat of hurting from every enemy lurking
So it's time to make a break and face her great big dad
Take a train away to safety and escape the flaming lab
And I think of all the things that we've survived
So giving up has been out of conversation
My team and I fought through the blood loss
Chemical in your face and a shotgun
As you die
You'll see us ride away
Elsewhere in the hell of Raccoon City
Jill Valentine's back for a task that's not to pretty
She's here to prove the conspiracy regarding Umbrella
But it's too late, she needs to escape with Carlos Oliviera
They wrangle with foes and the most vicious of attacks
And untangle a plan to blow the city off the map
And whenever there's a terrorist
Better get off of the premises
Ever so quick
No menace is relentless as Nemesis is
God damn, this is hella cocked up
Where the hell's the helicopter?
Get a flare up in the air
A better fare just went and rocked up
Hop in
Who the hell's that hairy fellow dwelling in the cockpit
Now watch the bomb hit and demolish the metropolis
And I think of all the things that we've survived
So giving up has been out of conversation
My team and I fought through the blood loss
Chemical in your face and a shotgun
As you die
You'll see us ride away
Now after all the commotion
Leon was forwarded for a promotion
To withdraw the daughter of POTUS
From the claws of an occult cult over the ocean
At home in Europa
And I can only assume soon their bones will be broken
Hmm, that's strange
Now either we've played the wrong track
Or we may have got our facts wrong
And now Ada Wong's back
She's playing the game like ong-bak
On a recovery mission
To retrieve a plague
That'll leave you needing the recovery position
A vicious parasite know as Plaga
Used as a recruitment tool by Los Illuminados
Leon gets the virus like the toolbar on a crap browser
And at the same time he has to fight his mate Jack Krauser
On a secret island where they find a device
To defeat the virus like the most minor of lice
Until surprise surprise
A final violent fight
A tyrant dies
They ski and see the island's fiery demise
And I think of all the things that we've survived
So giving up has been out of conversation
My team and I fought through the blood loss
Chemical in your face and a shotgun
As you die
You'll see us ride away
Flash to Chris Redfield, five years after that
He met Sheva Alomar on dispatch to Africa
She went back to tackle disasters
That happened in the aftermath
Of Umbrella's dastardly plans
Sacrificial lambs
Tasked with apprehending
A man to prevent a bio-organic weapon
From hitting the black market and spreading
They head in ever deeper
This region's like hell
No surprise Wesker's scheming behind the scenes at Tricell
He and Excella are keen to accelerate the dissemination
Of a cellular agent with the aim of complete devastation
Chris and Sheva kill Excella
Deal with Wesker
Then escape in a helicopter
They couldn't have did it better
And I think of all the things that we've survived
So giving up has been out of conversation
My team and I fought through the blood loss
Chemical in your face and a shotgun
As you die
You'll see us ride away
Resident Evil six
Is an action-adventure third-person shooter video game
Developed and published by Capcom
That is all I wish to say about Resident Evil six at this point in time
Thank you
(feat. Veela)
"20 Years Of Resident Evil"
(feat. Veela)
There's funny stuff happening in the Arklay mountains
Far fetched but when you see the proof you can hardly doubt it
People acting animalistic
Cannibalistic
Bravo team went in with a bag of ballistics and now they're missing
Now alpha team need to find them and to bring them back
Good job we brought some sniffer dogs
Oh no we're being attacked
Crap they want to eat us
A tactical retreat into this mansion
Will prevent us all from landing up as meat
Now we can meet the team
Barry, Chris, Wesker, and Jill
Whos destiny's to fulfill a plethora of exceptional kills
It's best to be the best of the best in the business
Because there's resident undead and your head's on their hit list
Sick hominy grits
This zombie's a bitch
And he kinda looks like the ex head of Abercrombie and Fitch
We've lost communications
Contact the letting agent
This mansion's in urgent need of heavy renovation
Bits of lead are penetrating every wall i'm facing
I see through the heavy rain into Umbrella Corporation
They're creating a mutagenic agent named T-virus
I see, that explains the stage displays of Miley Cyrus
We mustn't let it spread and affect the rest of us
Nobody wants that
Except evidently Wesker does
He's treacherous
Messed with us
The complex is set to bust
We'd best get the bus
Before the blast combusts our flesh to dust
And I think of all the things that we've survived
So giving up has been out of conversation
My team and I fought through the blood loss
Chemical in your face and a shotgun
As you die
You'll see us ride away
Now rewind twenty four hours in time
So we can see what alpha team was sent into the deepest night to find
Bravo team left the chopper crash site
To get on with their proper pastime
Pretty much like last time
Let me introduce Rebecca Chambers
A chick who steps on trains
Regardless of whether she's in hecka danger
Seems she bought the wrong ticket
This could be a long trip
But where she's going, she's got a cell mate
A convict
Billy Coen
It's like con air but on rails
Smashing barriers like record day one sales
Strong gales fail to derail their aim from it's target
To unveil and excavate the fate of James Marcus
From train rides to strange tidings sane minds
Can take down an umbrella under daylight
From train rides to strange tidings sane minds
Can take down an umbrella under daylight
And I think of all the things that we've survived
So giving up has been out of conversation
My team and I fought through the blood loss
Chemical in your face and a shotgun
As you die
You'll see us ride away
Two months have passed after the blast
And from the debris zombies are free
Lucky we brung in a rookie from the police
Enter Leon S. Kennedy and Claire Redfield
A rare pair whose enemies will be left with heads peeled
This is not a nightmare, Claire, it's dead real
And the remedy's a red hot shot of lead
Pew!
This lady played along
Her name is Ada Wong
She came to take the G-virus
And her infiltration game is strong
But it's in the hands of an urchin called Sherry Birkin
Who's under threat of hurting from every enemy lurking
So it's time to make a break and face her great big dad
Take a train away to safety and escape the flaming lab
And I think of all the things that we've survived
So giving up has been out of conversation
My team and I fought through the blood loss
Chemical in your face and a shotgun
As you die
You'll see us ride away
Elsewhere in the hell of Raccoon City
Jill Valentine's back for a task that's not to pretty
She's here to prove the conspiracy regarding Umbrella
But it's too late, she needs to escape with Carlos Oliviera
They wrangle with foes and the most vicious of attacks
And untangle a plan to blow the city off the map
And whenever there's a terrorist
Better get off of the premises
Ever so quick
No menace is relentless as Nemesis is
God damn, this is hella cocked up
Where the hell's the helicopter?
Get a flare up in the air
A better fare just went and rocked up
Hop in
Who the hell's that hairy fellow dwelling in the cockpit
Now watch the bomb hit and demolish the metropolis
And I think of all the things that we've survived
So giving up has been out of conversation
My team and I fought through the blood loss
Chemical in your face and a shotgun
As you die
You'll see us ride away
Now after all the commotion
Leon was forwarded for a promotion
To withdraw the daughter of POTUS
From the claws of an occult cult over the ocean
At home in Europa
And I can only assume soon their bones will be broken
Hmm, that's strange
Now either we've played the wrong track
Or we may have got our facts wrong
And now Ada Wong's back
She's playing the game like ong-bak
On a recovery mission
To retrieve a plague
That'll leave you needing the recovery position
A vicious parasite know as Plaga
Used as a recruitment tool by Los Illuminados
Leon gets the virus like the toolbar on a crap browser
And at the same time he has to fight his mate Jack Krauser
On a secret island where they find a device
To defeat the virus like the most minor of lice
Until surprise surprise
A final violent fight
A tyrant dies
They ski and see the island's fiery demise
And I think of all the things that we've survived
So giving up has been out of conversation
My team and I fought through the blood loss
Chemical in your face and a shotgun
As you die
You'll see us ride away
Flash to Chris Redfield, five years after that
He met Sheva Alomar on dispatch to Africa
She went back to tackle disasters
That happened in the aftermath
Of Umbrella's dastardly plans
Sacrificial lambs
Tasked with apprehending
A man to prevent a bio-organic weapon
From hitting the black market and spreading
They head in ever deeper
This region's like hell
No surprise Wesker's scheming behind the scenes at Tricell
He and Excella are keen to accelerate the dissemination
Of a cellular agent with the aim of complete devastation
Chris and Sheva kill Excella
Deal with Wesker
Then escape in a helicopter
They couldn't have did it better
And I think of all the things that we've survived
So giving up has been out of conversation
My team and I fought through the blood loss
Chemical in your face and a shotgun
As you die
You'll see us ride away
Resident Evil six
Is an action-adventure third-person shooter video game
Developed and published by Capcom
That is all I wish to say about Resident Evil six at this point in time
Thank you
MODERATOR
- Učlanjen(a)
- 06.07.2010
- Poruka
- 30.267
"30 Hours"
"30 Hours"
Thirty hours ago I was very slow
At trimming my afro which I don't have 'cause I'm Caucasian
And it's very rare for a Caucasian to have an afro
Maybe a Jewish person might, do Jewish people count as Caucasian?
Not sure, but so you know sometimes they have
That really sort of curly hair
Sometimes it's known as a "Jewfro"
Perhaps not the most politically incorre-sorry
The most politically correct term but there you go
That's what it's known as in common parts
Anyway, where was I?
But what was the song title?
Oh, "30 Hours", I'm not doing it for that long
Next
"30 Hours"
Thirty hours ago I was very slow
At trimming my afro which I don't have 'cause I'm Caucasian
And it's very rare for a Caucasian to have an afro
Maybe a Jewish person might, do Jewish people count as Caucasian?
Not sure, but so you know sometimes they have
That really sort of curly hair
Sometimes it's known as a "Jewfro"
Perhaps not the most politically incorre-sorry
The most politically correct term but there you go
That's what it's known as in common parts
Anyway, where was I?
But what was the song title?
Oh, "30 Hours", I'm not doing it for that long
Next
MODERATOR
- Učlanjen(a)
- 06.07.2010
- Poruka
- 30.267
"40 Years Of Gaming"
"40 Years Of Gaming"
[Hook:]
When gamers came along, the planet laughed at us
But this is gaming in the future and you haven't heard the last of us
Dismissing this is just an enormous fallacy
So open your mind, and let it alter your reality
Hey geeks
I bring a message from the future
There's a new revolution heading to computers
It's '73, but it won't be too long
'Til we can get the TV to play a game of Pong
But it's time to breakout of the house
The crazy days of Space Invaders await us
Arcade potatoes
Swap the shooting range
For computer games
Arcade renaissance
Pre-8-bit's blooming days
A new decade
Welcome to the 80's
Pac-Man's the latest new craze
Q*Bert's the rage
The first personal computers let loose
As Manic Miner grabs your time, and to fight is truly useless
Elite gave legions of wee little boys
A deep space region and freedom of choice
Now here comes the console
The first one sold portended an industry of dimensions untold
The birth of franchise
Mario Brothers
Donkey Kong, Monty Mole, I'd tell you the others
But, the list would go on and on
Longer than I can tell
Until the 90's when the game became handheld
Meanwhile. I bought stories of another time
And point-and-click arrived from the shores of Monkey Island
Ever want to see your chums beat right up?
Well, Daniel-san, you need to try Street Fighter
A tournament with all your buddies in your front room
Is all good until you fight online on Doom
Hijack your mind, your momma can't abide this
Night Trap might lack morals, it's a moral crisis
What are we doing to our youth?
They're shooting people
Glued to screens with superglue
Computers need to be banned when the laws broke
Ban Manhunt
Ban Grand Theft Auto
Try something musical, but if you have a sore throat
I have what you're after
Parappa the Rapper
Tomb Raider, the tune invades your brain
Get in her way and she'll make you taste the pain
A sports a game always and it's hard fact
Then a game became a sport and its name was Starcraft
Kids used to play with dolls and a house
The Sims is the same, but controlled with a mouse
Open worlds abound, but rarely 3D, hey
Until the Elder Scrolls and GTA
Wait 'til you see the scale of the monsters and bosses
That you face in Shadow of the Colossus
Things are getting bigger, more decisions, more maps
Millions of simultaneous players in Warcraft
All the people
So many people
See, your whole family can get involved in Wii Sports
And more people means more money, more flair
For big blockbusters
COD: Modern Warfare
Even more people, more freedom, more Indie games
Limbo, Fez, Super Meat Boy, Braid
Revolutionizing gameplay
A mind blast
Constructing infinite destructible worlds
Minecraft
Gaming on the telephone, yes I know it sounds absurd
Fruit Ninja, Farmville, Angry Birds
[Hook x5:]
When gamers came along, the planet laughed at us
But this is gaming in the future and you haven't heard the last of us
Dismissing this is just an enormous fallacy
So open your mind, and let it alter your reality
Gamers
The world is ours
Now, where shall we take it?
"40 Years Of Gaming"
[Hook:]
When gamers came along, the planet laughed at us
But this is gaming in the future and you haven't heard the last of us
Dismissing this is just an enormous fallacy
So open your mind, and let it alter your reality
Hey geeks
I bring a message from the future
There's a new revolution heading to computers
It's '73, but it won't be too long
'Til we can get the TV to play a game of Pong
But it's time to breakout of the house
The crazy days of Space Invaders await us
Arcade potatoes
Swap the shooting range
For computer games
Arcade renaissance
Pre-8-bit's blooming days
A new decade
Welcome to the 80's
Pac-Man's the latest new craze
Q*Bert's the rage
The first personal computers let loose
As Manic Miner grabs your time, and to fight is truly useless
Elite gave legions of wee little boys
A deep space region and freedom of choice
Now here comes the console
The first one sold portended an industry of dimensions untold
The birth of franchise
Mario Brothers
Donkey Kong, Monty Mole, I'd tell you the others
But, the list would go on and on
Longer than I can tell
Until the 90's when the game became handheld
Meanwhile. I bought stories of another time
And point-and-click arrived from the shores of Monkey Island
Ever want to see your chums beat right up?
Well, Daniel-san, you need to try Street Fighter
A tournament with all your buddies in your front room
Is all good until you fight online on Doom
Hijack your mind, your momma can't abide this
Night Trap might lack morals, it's a moral crisis
What are we doing to our youth?
They're shooting people
Glued to screens with superglue
Computers need to be banned when the laws broke
Ban Manhunt
Ban Grand Theft Auto
Try something musical, but if you have a sore throat
I have what you're after
Parappa the Rapper
Tomb Raider, the tune invades your brain
Get in her way and she'll make you taste the pain
A sports a game always and it's hard fact
Then a game became a sport and its name was Starcraft
Kids used to play with dolls and a house
The Sims is the same, but controlled with a mouse
Open worlds abound, but rarely 3D, hey
Until the Elder Scrolls and GTA
Wait 'til you see the scale of the monsters and bosses
That you face in Shadow of the Colossus
Things are getting bigger, more decisions, more maps
Millions of simultaneous players in Warcraft
All the people
So many people
See, your whole family can get involved in Wii Sports
And more people means more money, more flair
For big blockbusters
COD: Modern Warfare
Even more people, more freedom, more Indie games
Limbo, Fez, Super Meat Boy, Braid
Revolutionizing gameplay
A mind blast
Constructing infinite destructible worlds
Minecraft
Gaming on the telephone, yes I know it sounds absurd
Fruit Ninja, Farmville, Angry Birds
[Hook x5:]
When gamers came along, the planet laughed at us
But this is gaming in the future and you haven't heard the last of us
Dismissing this is just an enormous fallacy
So open your mind, and let it alter your reality
Gamers
The world is ours
Now, where shall we take it?
MODERATOR
- Učlanjen(a)
- 06.07.2010
- Poruka
- 30.267
"A Bouncy Rap Song In Celebration Of The 2015 Video Game Mad Max"
"A Bouncy Rap Song In Celebration Of The 2015 Video Game Mad Max"
I started with nothing they took it all
Swapped it for a suburn and a foot in the balls
I'm homeless and hopeless these bogans are bogus emotionally deprived and rife with psychosis
They've gone and made max ferocious
How mad this bloke is
That'll stab you in the back with a broken bone and slash your scrotum
I need to have the focus
To build the magnum opus
And plan a roadtrip so that I can go and tackle scrotus
He scrapped my black on black ballache
Messing with another fella's car?
Not at all mate
Never miss a war boy he's one foot in the grave
When I twist the blade never forget the look on their face
Look, I'm not brave, I just wanna repay the pain
I ain't saving the world
There's no world to save
I'm Mad Max
Collect Scrap
To attach to my ride and drive the threat back
I'm Mad Max
I've left tracks
From gas town way out to the out back
I'm Mad Max
I blast caps from blas cap and splatter the barren flats with flak
I'm Mad Max
I wreck tracks
And make you crap your kecks like ex-lax
Just nipping out to nick stuff
And then get stuck in the big nothing
But get stuffed if you think I'll quit, huffing
Unsettle the dust
Above the speckles of rust
I've got myself to help
There's no one better to trust until
I bumped into chumbucket
Through plum luck and it got me pumped up
To have a chum who's up for:
Mucking in
Tucking in
Trucking
Kicking up a motherfucking ruckus
Sick enough to sit in
While I'm socking these suckers
When we hop in the vehicle
I call shotgun
That's not a metaphor, mate
I've actually got one
I'm Mad Max
Collect Scrap
To attach to my ride and drive the threat back
I'm Mad Max
I've left tracks
From gas town way out to the out back
I'm Mad Max
I blast caps from blas cap and splatter the barren flats with flak
I'm Mad Max
I wreck tracks
And make you crap your kecks like ex-lax
I've got a ticket to ride
To where the fittest survive
To live here requires
A particular type of meticulous mind
You need volition
Munition
And intuition to drive
And that's what griffa provides
It's not sufficient to be wishful
And blag it
You need the nads to eat a fistful of maggots
From prickles to scrapulance
Rippers and rammers
You're going to need to be a dab hand
Which a wrench and a hammer
The manic
Mechanic
Installing panic
Bringing havoc
To these panoamic lands
With my rampant antics
Though its dramatic
I'm a classic romantic at heart
Hi, honey I'm home
You wont believe the traffic
I'm Mad Max
Collect Scrap
To attach to my ride and drive the threat back
I'm Mad Max
I've left tracks
From gas town way out to the out back
I'm Mad Max
I blast caps from blas cap and splatter the barren flats with flak
I'm Mad Max
I wreck tracks
And make you crap your kecks like ex-lax
"A Bouncy Rap Song In Celebration Of The 2015 Video Game Mad Max"
I started with nothing they took it all
Swapped it for a suburn and a foot in the balls
I'm homeless and hopeless these bogans are bogus emotionally deprived and rife with psychosis
They've gone and made max ferocious
How mad this bloke is
That'll stab you in the back with a broken bone and slash your scrotum
I need to have the focus
To build the magnum opus
And plan a roadtrip so that I can go and tackle scrotus
He scrapped my black on black ballache
Messing with another fella's car?
Not at all mate
Never miss a war boy he's one foot in the grave
When I twist the blade never forget the look on their face
Look, I'm not brave, I just wanna repay the pain
I ain't saving the world
There's no world to save
I'm Mad Max
Collect Scrap
To attach to my ride and drive the threat back
I'm Mad Max
I've left tracks
From gas town way out to the out back
I'm Mad Max
I blast caps from blas cap and splatter the barren flats with flak
I'm Mad Max
I wreck tracks
And make you crap your kecks like ex-lax
Just nipping out to nick stuff
And then get stuck in the big nothing
But get stuffed if you think I'll quit, huffing
Unsettle the dust
Above the speckles of rust
I've got myself to help
There's no one better to trust until
I bumped into chumbucket
Through plum luck and it got me pumped up
To have a chum who's up for:
Mucking in
Tucking in
Trucking
Kicking up a motherfucking ruckus
Sick enough to sit in
While I'm socking these suckers
When we hop in the vehicle
I call shotgun
That's not a metaphor, mate
I've actually got one
I'm Mad Max
Collect Scrap
To attach to my ride and drive the threat back
I'm Mad Max
I've left tracks
From gas town way out to the out back
I'm Mad Max
I blast caps from blas cap and splatter the barren flats with flak
I'm Mad Max
I wreck tracks
And make you crap your kecks like ex-lax
I've got a ticket to ride
To where the fittest survive
To live here requires
A particular type of meticulous mind
You need volition
Munition
And intuition to drive
And that's what griffa provides
It's not sufficient to be wishful
And blag it
You need the nads to eat a fistful of maggots
From prickles to scrapulance
Rippers and rammers
You're going to need to be a dab hand
Which a wrench and a hammer
The manic
Mechanic
Installing panic
Bringing havoc
To these panoamic lands
With my rampant antics
Though its dramatic
I'm a classic romantic at heart
Hi, honey I'm home
You wont believe the traffic
I'm Mad Max
Collect Scrap
To attach to my ride and drive the threat back
I'm Mad Max
I've left tracks
From gas town way out to the out back
I'm Mad Max
I blast caps from blas cap and splatter the barren flats with flak
I'm Mad Max
I wreck tracks
And make you crap your kecks like ex-lax
MODERATOR
- Učlanjen(a)
- 06.07.2010
- Poruka
- 30.267
"A Portrait Of The Autist"
"A Portrait Of The Autist"
I'm awkward, can't talk to anyone
I fall at the first hurdle, it hurts to get it wrong
My mind's wired a different way to everyone else
So I might seem strange, and be left on the shelf begging for help
Placed in a position in which I'm desperate now
Ashamed of my condition when I'm meant be be proud
It'd be great to fit in and blend with the crowd
Without a red face, a sense of dread; I'm trembling now
I like things a certain way, a pre-determined order
And it disturbs my thoughts if the certain order's changed
Uncertainty unnerves me, close the curtains over the windows
It's a curse, Asperger Syndrome
[Hook:]
We ought to stick around
Be autistic and proud
We ought to stick around
We ought to stick
I don't notice faces in open places
My focus phases out and goes to blazes
And an overloaded brain is no way to be social and say hello to mates, is it?
It's made me feel alone for ages
Because I know there's no hope to change it
To most a face is an open page -to me it's closed, the prose erased
And how am I supposed to behave
When nobody's taken a moment to show me the way? But it's OK
I still hope and pray the status quo can change
And I still scope the skies waiting for blokes in capes
And I'll fly when I know how I'm supposed to behave
So won't you take a moment to show me the way
[Hook]
Autism assisted me in becoming a poet
Because I feel deeply but I just struggle to show it
I care for those around me though I don't know how I'm supposed to tell people
So I wrote it down, prepared my vocal sound
Then shared my opus on open ground
Those with this syndrome are endowed with a determination to succeed
That the non-Asperger brain often fails to achieve
And yet we go off the rails easily, but believe me
I've seen what we can be when we've got dreams to reach that no-one else can
And piece by piece the diagnosed'll find the folks to help them
To aspire to the heights their sights are focused on
I know it's a long fight but we're the type to go the whole hog
[Hook]
"A Portrait Of The Autist"
I'm awkward, can't talk to anyone
I fall at the first hurdle, it hurts to get it wrong
My mind's wired a different way to everyone else
So I might seem strange, and be left on the shelf begging for help
Placed in a position in which I'm desperate now
Ashamed of my condition when I'm meant be be proud
It'd be great to fit in and blend with the crowd
Without a red face, a sense of dread; I'm trembling now
I like things a certain way, a pre-determined order
And it disturbs my thoughts if the certain order's changed
Uncertainty unnerves me, close the curtains over the windows
It's a curse, Asperger Syndrome
[Hook:]
We ought to stick around
Be autistic and proud
We ought to stick around
We ought to stick
I don't notice faces in open places
My focus phases out and goes to blazes
And an overloaded brain is no way to be social and say hello to mates, is it?
It's made me feel alone for ages
Because I know there's no hope to change it
To most a face is an open page -to me it's closed, the prose erased
And how am I supposed to behave
When nobody's taken a moment to show me the way? But it's OK
I still hope and pray the status quo can change
And I still scope the skies waiting for blokes in capes
And I'll fly when I know how I'm supposed to behave
So won't you take a moment to show me the way
[Hook]
Autism assisted me in becoming a poet
Because I feel deeply but I just struggle to show it
I care for those around me though I don't know how I'm supposed to tell people
So I wrote it down, prepared my vocal sound
Then shared my opus on open ground
Those with this syndrome are endowed with a determination to succeed
That the non-Asperger brain often fails to achieve
And yet we go off the rails easily, but believe me
I've seen what we can be when we've got dreams to reach that no-one else can
And piece by piece the diagnosed'll find the folks to help them
To aspire to the heights their sights are focused on
I know it's a long fight but we're the type to go the whole hog
[Hook]
MODERATOR
- Učlanjen(a)
- 06.07.2010
- Poruka
- 30.267
"Acknowledge"
"Acknowledge"
I am a bit of a difficult hypocritical prick
Who'll always get into a pickle, but the sins I commit
Are all above board; this is for everyone I've got love for
Who helped me up through the window by the shut doors
Pulled strings, untangled the web, and cut cords
And if you didn't assist this, then up yours
My business is to give hits to kids
That have been amiss from the industry hit list
This flow's for those who were bullied in school
You'll grow to show those tools that they don't rule
This is for those who are bullies in school
You'll realise you can be nice and fully cool
Some of us look back at that as the worst days
Others still suffer that exact crap in the workplace
From virgins that never had a first date
To unwanted babies that never had a birthday
This is for single moms, working three jobs
To keep your sprog in the Reeboks that he wants
This rap's for single dads, fighting to see their kids
Crying, thinking if they even understand he exists
I've set the controls for the heart and the soul
Of those whose woes have hardly been told
Too many hearts of gold are treated like pyrite
So it's high time I tried to set this bias right
Feeling low? My lines'll leave your hopes high as kites
Incite delight like a cherry bright sky at night
This vocal's for locals who are frightened in their neighbourhood
Refrain from leaving home at night; afraid of violent raping muggers
For the same buggers doing crime to pay for drugs
It never meant to end this way, you're stuck; pain sucks
Change looks like something that'll never happen
But if I let that thinking win, I'd never end up rapping
For those in prison, those who did and those who didn't
The victims that they did it to and those who witnessed it
For those who overcome their hopeless bitterness to show forgiveness
Whether you do or don't is no-one's business
For those who wish to string them up until they know their miseries
Life's a winding hillside road and the slope is slippy
For the people upon the picket lines
Miners who down their pick and strike
Strive for a different life
For the silent majority,
Tightening your waistline to prop up an economy
You probably hadn't a problem with til the bottom dropped off of it
But now you're picking up the tab and haven't got a tip
This is for the elderly, sitting in their chairs alone
Or bedridden in a bug ridden nursing home
A verse devoted to you, and who you truly are
The same you that you've ever been, I've seen you shoot for the stars
But gravity ravages things savagely
So let my lyrics lift your spirits up from incapacity
'Cause I'm the captain of this flagship actually
And you're a VIP invited to fly the galaxy with me
This is for the carers, looking after another
I understand you want to be more than just a mother
How can you have a lover, or any other life
If you couldn't find someone else to come and grab the cover?
Changing a duvet's much easier with two, hey?
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday
For those stuck at home, chronic illness, health problems
A lot of guilt makes you want to kill yourself often
What little help I can offer to soften the blow?
Can't invent anything off of the top of the dome
But you've not been forgotten and I just want you to know
Wherever you are, my flow will boldly go
I swear by the Father, the Son, the Holy Ghost
Jehovah, Allah, Muhammad, whoever holds the most
Control over the souls of the unappreciated
It will keep ebbing away every day that people play this shit
I try to recognise
Those who've been left aside
Come aboard my enterprise, and boldly
I try to recognise
Those who've been left aside
Come aboard my enterprise, and boldly
"Acknowledge"
I am a bit of a difficult hypocritical prick
Who'll always get into a pickle, but the sins I commit
Are all above board; this is for everyone I've got love for
Who helped me up through the window by the shut doors
Pulled strings, untangled the web, and cut cords
And if you didn't assist this, then up yours
My business is to give hits to kids
That have been amiss from the industry hit list
This flow's for those who were bullied in school
You'll grow to show those tools that they don't rule
This is for those who are bullies in school
You'll realise you can be nice and fully cool
Some of us look back at that as the worst days
Others still suffer that exact crap in the workplace
From virgins that never had a first date
To unwanted babies that never had a birthday
This is for single moms, working three jobs
To keep your sprog in the Reeboks that he wants
This rap's for single dads, fighting to see their kids
Crying, thinking if they even understand he exists
I've set the controls for the heart and the soul
Of those whose woes have hardly been told
Too many hearts of gold are treated like pyrite
So it's high time I tried to set this bias right
Feeling low? My lines'll leave your hopes high as kites
Incite delight like a cherry bright sky at night
This vocal's for locals who are frightened in their neighbourhood
Refrain from leaving home at night; afraid of violent raping muggers
For the same buggers doing crime to pay for drugs
It never meant to end this way, you're stuck; pain sucks
Change looks like something that'll never happen
But if I let that thinking win, I'd never end up rapping
For those in prison, those who did and those who didn't
The victims that they did it to and those who witnessed it
For those who overcome their hopeless bitterness to show forgiveness
Whether you do or don't is no-one's business
For those who wish to string them up until they know their miseries
Life's a winding hillside road and the slope is slippy
For the people upon the picket lines
Miners who down their pick and strike
Strive for a different life
For the silent majority,
Tightening your waistline to prop up an economy
You probably hadn't a problem with til the bottom dropped off of it
But now you're picking up the tab and haven't got a tip
This is for the elderly, sitting in their chairs alone
Or bedridden in a bug ridden nursing home
A verse devoted to you, and who you truly are
The same you that you've ever been, I've seen you shoot for the stars
But gravity ravages things savagely
So let my lyrics lift your spirits up from incapacity
'Cause I'm the captain of this flagship actually
And you're a VIP invited to fly the galaxy with me
This is for the carers, looking after another
I understand you want to be more than just a mother
How can you have a lover, or any other life
If you couldn't find someone else to come and grab the cover?
Changing a duvet's much easier with two, hey?
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday
For those stuck at home, chronic illness, health problems
A lot of guilt makes you want to kill yourself often
What little help I can offer to soften the blow?
Can't invent anything off of the top of the dome
But you've not been forgotten and I just want you to know
Wherever you are, my flow will boldly go
I swear by the Father, the Son, the Holy Ghost
Jehovah, Allah, Muhammad, whoever holds the most
Control over the souls of the unappreciated
It will keep ebbing away every day that people play this shit
I try to recognise
Those who've been left aside
Come aboard my enterprise, and boldly
I try to recognise
Those who've been left aside
Come aboard my enterprise, and boldly
MODERATOR
- Učlanjen(a)
- 06.07.2010
- Poruka
- 30.267
"After Life"
"After Life"
When you're old and run down, what happens when you die?
Not your soul but the dust and the ashes and the like
After that time you've passed on and they're scattered and they lie
Under the grass in a casket for time
Until the last of your atoms has gone back to the matter
That it had been a part of when the planet was gas dust
At the instant you're officially a corpse
This list of sick things begins kicking in with force
The tempature of your body's inner core falls
And this event is called algor mortis
It's thought this happens cos your pulse has flattened
So it halts the passage of the warmth and that
But if you thought that that was a nauseous fact
Then I ought to inform you what also happens
The muscles in your ass pack up and relax
So that all of that crap just stacks up in your pants
Your blood runs back under the gravitational pull
Then thickens and begins to coagulate plus
Skin pallid, limbs all stiff
This is called rigor mortis
When you die
Don't even bother thinking about floating to heaven
When you die
You won't burn in hell but you might roast in an oven
When you die
Don't even bother thinking of eternal paradise
When you die
You'll just be fertilising grass in this so-called afterlife
After twenty-four hours or so
You actually eventually swell up and bloat
The gases inside you can't come out so they only
Keep amassing 'til you're either really fat or explode
But don't laugh, cos I mean it, that isn't a joke
It'll happen to the Queen and the average bloke
Bacteria starts devouring both
Flesh and fat from your anatomy, out of your clothes
Then it's down to the crows to come down and carry on
Lunch out on carrion down to the bone
Now you should know that even bones decompose
If you leave them over an aeon or so
There will be no trace of your dead corpse
You'll be feeding potatoes and absorbed
Dug up and eaten off a plate with salad raw
I'm sorry to say I'm afraid that's the law
Actions have reactions so it has to stop
Every man since Adam's travelled back to the cosmos
Rock to iron to steel and back to rust
Ash to ash and dust to dust
Ashes to ashes
And dust to dust
Ashes to ashes
And dust to dust
When you die
Don't even bother thinking about floating to heaven
When you die
You won't burn in hell but you might roast in an oven
When you die
Don't even bother thinking of eternal paradise
When you die
You'll just be fertilising grass in this so-called afterlife
"After Life"
When you're old and run down, what happens when you die?
Not your soul but the dust and the ashes and the like
After that time you've passed on and they're scattered and they lie
Under the grass in a casket for time
Until the last of your atoms has gone back to the matter
That it had been a part of when the planet was gas dust
At the instant you're officially a corpse
This list of sick things begins kicking in with force
The tempature of your body's inner core falls
And this event is called algor mortis
It's thought this happens cos your pulse has flattened
So it halts the passage of the warmth and that
But if you thought that that was a nauseous fact
Then I ought to inform you what also happens
The muscles in your ass pack up and relax
So that all of that crap just stacks up in your pants
Your blood runs back under the gravitational pull
Then thickens and begins to coagulate plus
Skin pallid, limbs all stiff
This is called rigor mortis
When you die
Don't even bother thinking about floating to heaven
When you die
You won't burn in hell but you might roast in an oven
When you die
Don't even bother thinking of eternal paradise
When you die
You'll just be fertilising grass in this so-called afterlife
After twenty-four hours or so
You actually eventually swell up and bloat
The gases inside you can't come out so they only
Keep amassing 'til you're either really fat or explode
But don't laugh, cos I mean it, that isn't a joke
It'll happen to the Queen and the average bloke
Bacteria starts devouring both
Flesh and fat from your anatomy, out of your clothes
Then it's down to the crows to come down and carry on
Lunch out on carrion down to the bone
Now you should know that even bones decompose
If you leave them over an aeon or so
There will be no trace of your dead corpse
You'll be feeding potatoes and absorbed
Dug up and eaten off a plate with salad raw
I'm sorry to say I'm afraid that's the law
Actions have reactions so it has to stop
Every man since Adam's travelled back to the cosmos
Rock to iron to steel and back to rust
Ash to ash and dust to dust
Ashes to ashes
And dust to dust
Ashes to ashes
And dust to dust
When you die
Don't even bother thinking about floating to heaven
When you die
You won't burn in hell but you might roast in an oven
When you die
Don't even bother thinking of eternal paradise
When you die
You'll just be fertilising grass in this so-called afterlife
MODERATOR
- Učlanjen(a)
- 06.07.2010
- Poruka
- 30.267
"Alien: Isolation"
"Alien: Isolation"
In space, nobody can hear you scream... [X4]
[Verse 1:]
This is a transmission from Amanda Ripley McLaren
I'm stranded in a ship that is barren
But it is apparent
That there's a visitor with the viciousest plan
And I'm a fish in a barrel
This isn't a Christmas Carol
But if you could tell me
Just what the dickens was happening
And what this is that I'm tackling
I'd be pretty thankful
Lights flickering
Life trickling
Through the cracks in the corridor floors
Is quite sickening
No time for dithering, babbling
Impotent panicking
The impetus will drag us kicking and scrabbling
Into the blackness
I need my wits about me
This bleeding bitch has found me!
Come to think of it
I really shouldn't spit so loudly
Whoops!
[Hook:]
This is survival of the fittest
Survival of the vicious
Survival of the wickedest and sickest! [X3]
This is survival of the fittest
Survival of the vicious
Survival of the WICKEDEST...
[Verse 2:]
Continued transmission from Amanda Ripley Mclaren
The more I witness the madness
The more that it is apparent
What evil hazardous demon hell is this?
Is it a lucid dream of a weak, cardaverous human being
With sleep paralysis?
I'm none too keen to feed the ravenous beastly savages
With creepy phalluses
Creeping round the ship
'Til my radar's beeping vanishes
Nothing seems as loud as my breathing pattern is
The teeniest sound could be the catalyst
For the last battle of wills
Between me and evil manifest
As I wander through the corridor
The horrid gore conjures all the awful thing I've done I'm sorry for
I'm not an omnivore
But I was one before the food chain collapsed
I saw my colleagues' innards on the floor!
But bring it if this ugly motherfucker wants some more!
You're just one deformed ponce with a pompadour!
[Hook:]
This is survival of the fittest
Survival of the vicious
Survival of the wickedest and sickest! [X3]
This is survival of the fittest
Survival of the vicious
Survival of the WICKEDEST...
In space, nobody can hear you scream... [X4]
In space... Scream all you like...
"Alien: Isolation"
In space, nobody can hear you scream... [X4]
[Verse 1:]
This is a transmission from Amanda Ripley McLaren
I'm stranded in a ship that is barren
But it is apparent
That there's a visitor with the viciousest plan
And I'm a fish in a barrel
This isn't a Christmas Carol
But if you could tell me
Just what the dickens was happening
And what this is that I'm tackling
I'd be pretty thankful
Lights flickering
Life trickling
Through the cracks in the corridor floors
Is quite sickening
No time for dithering, babbling
Impotent panicking
The impetus will drag us kicking and scrabbling
Into the blackness
I need my wits about me
This bleeding bitch has found me!
Come to think of it
I really shouldn't spit so loudly
Whoops!
[Hook:]
This is survival of the fittest
Survival of the vicious
Survival of the wickedest and sickest! [X3]
This is survival of the fittest
Survival of the vicious
Survival of the WICKEDEST...
[Verse 2:]
Continued transmission from Amanda Ripley Mclaren
The more I witness the madness
The more that it is apparent
What evil hazardous demon hell is this?
Is it a lucid dream of a weak, cardaverous human being
With sleep paralysis?
I'm none too keen to feed the ravenous beastly savages
With creepy phalluses
Creeping round the ship
'Til my radar's beeping vanishes
Nothing seems as loud as my breathing pattern is
The teeniest sound could be the catalyst
For the last battle of wills
Between me and evil manifest
As I wander through the corridor
The horrid gore conjures all the awful thing I've done I'm sorry for
I'm not an omnivore
But I was one before the food chain collapsed
I saw my colleagues' innards on the floor!
But bring it if this ugly motherfucker wants some more!
You're just one deformed ponce with a pompadour!
[Hook:]
This is survival of the fittest
Survival of the vicious
Survival of the wickedest and sickest! [X3]
This is survival of the fittest
Survival of the vicious
Survival of the WICKEDEST...
In space, nobody can hear you scream... [X4]
In space... Scream all you like...
MODERATOR
- Učlanjen(a)
- 06.07.2010
- Poruka
- 30.267
"Allergic Reaction To Broccoli"
"Allergic Reaction To Broccoli"
Hello, my name's Dan Bull. I am 26 years old and something really weird happens when I lick broccoli. Watch this.
I'm the biggest prick in this town
The British Chris Brown
Visit your award ceremony
And just sit down
I'll slash your tire just cause I enjoy the hiss sound
Disagree with this, my sleeves'll slip down
Fists out, swingin' 'till the 56th round
I could beat you with my wrists bound
Ha
I list my inspirations in roughly this order:
Father Christmas, Satan, and Chris Dorner
I'm spreading disorder
I diss all the rappers who I asked to collaborate and got a missed call off
Rap's Piers Morgan
But with a pierced organ
Too much information?
Too bad, that's the beer talking
I sit too near broads
And make them feel awkward
Randy as Ramsay
Now cook me a meal, Gordon
Now here's the point where you might think
"Why's he still talking? Slimey limey
Why should I see the appeal of him?"
And that's the point
I travel through the camera
And slap you 'till you're black and blue, Rihanna
Alicia Keys needs to improve her grammar
I'll take a hammer to her new piano
Now you've had a glimpse inside the ill mind of Dan Bull
Try to get out, I doubt you will find the handle
My lines are angle grinders
They mangle rhymers
I rap into the sky
And the air force scrambles fighters
Spit fire
You stink like a lit tire
I'll bring you down to the ground
Quick as a zip wire
Listen to this: My dick is thick and it's large
So get onto Twitter and tell Nicki Minaj
America's gone shit since you had Britain in charge
And fuck off if you think that's a little bit harsh
I'll stick a petard up in your doors of perception
Snipping the wires, no phone call for protection
I get dressed in my Sunday best
And I still look less fresh than Kanye West
So, give me the hand lotion
And phone Frank Ocean
I want to know his exact man-to-man quotient
I'm loopy, that's limey for "so loco"
I run and rub my crotch upon an old hobo
Whilst shouting over my shoulder "No homo!"
Because fuck it, you know, "YOLO!"
Righty ho, that's Drake's act copied
Who am I body bagging next, A$AP Rocky?
I suppose I could, but I ain't that cocky
I've already had two chains snatched off me
It's time for payback, probably
I pack a nine-inch winky, they attract totty
And occasionally, I may strap shotties
But usually I'll do a drive-by screwface at posses
Sneeze and leave the seats of my Maybach snotty
Green windows looking like they're made of stained glass, Gothic
I'm a misanthropic proper maniac, potty
I got crunk off a straight black coffee
It was a bad idea to take that straitjacket off me
You just don't have the power to restrain that, Scotty
I rap with an ill mind, "Hey, that's Hoppy!"
I'll tear his fucking face off, take that, Robbie!
Your production quality is way bad, sloppy
Or is your wave compression rate that lossy?
"How can Hopsin be the one that he's dissing?"
I'm just showing I can do this and still win the competition
And then it wears off as quickly as it started. It's a mystery to me, some sorta allergy I guess?
"Allergic Reaction To Broccoli"
Hello, my name's Dan Bull. I am 26 years old and something really weird happens when I lick broccoli. Watch this.
I'm the biggest prick in this town
The British Chris Brown
Visit your award ceremony
And just sit down
I'll slash your tire just cause I enjoy the hiss sound
Disagree with this, my sleeves'll slip down
Fists out, swingin' 'till the 56th round
I could beat you with my wrists bound
Ha
I list my inspirations in roughly this order:
Father Christmas, Satan, and Chris Dorner
I'm spreading disorder
I diss all the rappers who I asked to collaborate and got a missed call off
Rap's Piers Morgan
But with a pierced organ
Too much information?
Too bad, that's the beer talking
I sit too near broads
And make them feel awkward
Randy as Ramsay
Now cook me a meal, Gordon
Now here's the point where you might think
"Why's he still talking? Slimey limey
Why should I see the appeal of him?"
And that's the point
I travel through the camera
And slap you 'till you're black and blue, Rihanna
Alicia Keys needs to improve her grammar
I'll take a hammer to her new piano
Now you've had a glimpse inside the ill mind of Dan Bull
Try to get out, I doubt you will find the handle
My lines are angle grinders
They mangle rhymers
I rap into the sky
And the air force scrambles fighters
Spit fire
You stink like a lit tire
I'll bring you down to the ground
Quick as a zip wire
Listen to this: My dick is thick and it's large
So get onto Twitter and tell Nicki Minaj
America's gone shit since you had Britain in charge
And fuck off if you think that's a little bit harsh
I'll stick a petard up in your doors of perception
Snipping the wires, no phone call for protection
I get dressed in my Sunday best
And I still look less fresh than Kanye West
So, give me the hand lotion
And phone Frank Ocean
I want to know his exact man-to-man quotient
I'm loopy, that's limey for "so loco"
I run and rub my crotch upon an old hobo
Whilst shouting over my shoulder "No homo!"
Because fuck it, you know, "YOLO!"
Righty ho, that's Drake's act copied
Who am I body bagging next, A$AP Rocky?
I suppose I could, but I ain't that cocky
I've already had two chains snatched off me
It's time for payback, probably
I pack a nine-inch winky, they attract totty
And occasionally, I may strap shotties
But usually I'll do a drive-by screwface at posses
Sneeze and leave the seats of my Maybach snotty
Green windows looking like they're made of stained glass, Gothic
I'm a misanthropic proper maniac, potty
I got crunk off a straight black coffee
It was a bad idea to take that straitjacket off me
You just don't have the power to restrain that, Scotty
I rap with an ill mind, "Hey, that's Hoppy!"
I'll tear his fucking face off, take that, Robbie!
Your production quality is way bad, sloppy
Or is your wave compression rate that lossy?
"How can Hopsin be the one that he's dissing?"
I'm just showing I can do this and still win the competition
And then it wears off as quickly as it started. It's a mystery to me, some sorta allergy I guess?