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I just love this album. Brotha Lynch Hung - Return Of Da Baby

Zu Warriors(US version) Quite possibly the worst (popular)HK action film since Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, overrated hacks of the world unite! Look at me, mama, all wires(or CGI, or whatever)! For my next journey into the Asian mind I will attempt to watch the famed Vampire Cop Ricky. Wish me luck, true believers! PS: I miss old Jackie :' (

Their original name was Dragonslayer.

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Saul Williams - Wine The new wine is dying on the vine How much must you age before you're ageless? Align yourself with the divine Allow your inner sage to burn you rageless 'Cause I find through testaments of time There is not space for time within your mind If you're looking for yourself, yourself you'll find Through your crystal of your spirit You'll inherit the divine You are God, you best believe Don't waste your time down on your knees It's everybody for themselves You are the fire and the cross It's our loss Collective soul, collective wealth The new wine is dying on the vine How much must you age before you're ageless? Align yourself with the divine Allow your inner sage to burn you rageless 'Cause I find through testaments of time There is not space for time within your mind If you're looking for yourself, yourself you'll find Through your crystal of your spirit You'll inherit the divine You are God, you best believe Don't waste your time down on your knees It's everybody for themselves You are the fire and the cross It's our loss Collective soul, collective wealth So do you know how I feel tonight? Now can't you see I'm surreal tonight? See how I shine I'm a star Oh yea Now do you know who you are tonight? So do you know how I feel tonight? Now can't you see I'm surreal tonight? See how I shine I'm a star Oh yea Now do you know who you are tonight? I'm every daughter and son That's like a bible and gun Pea****ed and ready aim as steady as a ray of the sun My ammunition: intuition full eclipse (clips) from my lung Son you could never guess what planet I'm from My MC name is my first name My birth name Alias is all of us Soul of us, the fall of us To surely come when we deny it Loudest **** gets quiet His inner peace is a riot Sell your soul if you wanna, but that don't mean I'ma buy it See, I've been concious of your nonsense Stay offensive and quiet And I ain't gonna lie it Be too hard to deny it I ain't from your block and never had to deal with your sh*t Never had a glock, never kept it real with no bid And when I saw a **** like you, son I practically hid 'Cause you did what you did And I wasn't the kid Don't give a f**k now, I'll be the first one to player hate The eye of the needle set the record straight And I retialate Retialate Retaliate Retaliate And I be fishin on That same star you be wishin on Make your move, son you know the missions' on So never question who I am, God knows And I know God personally In fact he lets me call him me In fact he lets me call him me So never question who I am, God knows And I know God personally In fact she lets me call her me In fact she lets me call her me So do you know how I feel tonight? Now can't you see I'm surreal tonight? See how I shine I'm a star Oh yea Now do you know who you are tonight? So do you know how I feel tonight? Now can't you see I'm surreal tonight? See how I shine I'm a star Oh yea Now do you know who you are tonight? So do you know how I feel tonight? Now can't you see I'm surreal tonight? See how I shine I'm a star Oh yea Now do you know who you are tonight? I could recite the grass on a hill And memorize the moon I know the cloud forms of love by heart And have brought tears to the eye of a storm My memory banks Vaults of autumn forests and amazon river banks And I have screamed them into sunsets That echo in earthquakes Shadows have been my spotlight As I monologue with night And dialogue the days Seliliquies of wind and breeze Applauded by sun rays We put language in zoos To observe caged thought And tossed peanuts and p-funk at intellect Motherf**kers think these are metahors, I speak what I see All words and worlds are metaphors of me My life is authored by the moon, footprints written in soil The fountain pen of martian men noveling human toil And yes, the soil speaks highly of me When earth seeds root me Poet tree Now, maybe I'm too serious Too good to hear Too matter Though I'm riddled with the reason of the sun A stand-up comet with the audience of lungs This body of laughter, is it with me or at me Hue more (humor) or less though genders mute And the punchline has this lifeline at it's root I'm a star, this life's the suburbs, I commute So do you know how I feel tonight? Now can't you see I'm surreal tonight? See how I shine I'm a star Oh yea Now do you know who you are tonight? So do you know how I feel tonight? Now can't you see I'm surreal tonight? See how I shine I'm a star Oh yea Now do you know who you are tonight?

Immortal Technique - The 4th Branch [Talking] The new age is upon us And yet the past refuses to rest in its shallow grave For those who hide behind the false image of the son of man shall stand before God!!! It has begun The beginning of the end Yeah.. Yeah... yeah, yeah [Verse 1] The voice of racism preaching the gospel is devilish A fake church called the prophet Muhammad a terrorist Forgetting God is not a religion, but a spiritual bond And Jesus is the most quoted prophet in the Qu'ran They bombed innocent people, tryin' to murder Saddam When you gave him those chemical weapons to go to war with Iran This is the information that they hold back from Peter Jennings Cause Condoleeza Rice is just a new age Sally Hemmings I break it down with critical language and spiritual anguish The Judas I hang with, the guilt of betraying Christ You murdered and stole his religion, and painting him white Translated in psychologically tainted philosophy Conservative political right wing, ideology Glued together sloppily, the blasphemy of a nation Got my back to the wall, cause I'm facin' assassination Guantanamo Bay, federal incarceration How could this be, the land of the free, home of the brave? Indigenous holocaust, and the home of the slaves Corporate America, dancin' offbeat to the rhythm You really think this country, never sponsored terrorism? Human rights violations, we continue the saga El Savador and the contras in Nicaragua And on top of that, you still wanna take me to prison Just cause I won't trade humanity for patriotism [Hook] It's like MK-ULTRA, controlling your brain Suggestive thinking, causing your perspective to change They wanna rearrange the whole point of view of the ghetto The fourth branch of the government, want us to settle A bandana full of glittering, generality Fighting for freedom and fighting terror, but what's reality? Read about the history of the place that we live in And stop letting corporate news tell lies to your children [Verse 2] Flow like the blood of Abraham through the Jews and the Arabs Broken apart like a woman's heart, abused in a marriage The brink of holy war, bottled up, like a miscarriage Embedded correspondents don't tell the source of the tension And they refuse to even mention, European intervention Or the massacres in Jenin, the innocent screams U.S. manufactured missles, and M-16's Weapon contracts and corrupted American dreams Media censorship, blocking out the video screens A continent of oil kingdoms, bought for a bargain Democracy is just a word, when the people are starvin' The average citizen, made to be, blind to the reason A desert full of genocide, where the bodies are freezin' And the world doesn't believe that you fightin' for freedom Cause you ****ed the Middle East, and gave birth to a demon It's open season with the CIA, bugging my crib Trapped in a ghetto region like a Palestinian kid Where nobody gives a **** whether you die or you live I'm tryin' to give the truth, and I know the price is my life But when I'm gone they'll sing a song about Immortal Technique Who beheaded the President, and the princes and sheiks You don't give a **** about us, I can see through your facade Like a fallen angel standing in the presence of God Bitch niggaz scared of the truth, when it looks at you hard [Hook] It's like MK-ULTRA, controlling your brain Suggestive thinking, causing your perspective to change They wanna rearrange the whole point of view in the ghetto The fourth branch of the government, want us to settle A bandana full of glittering, generality Fighting for freedom and fighting terror, but what's reality? Martial law is coming soon to the hood, to kill you While you hanging your flag out your project window [Talking] Yeah.. The fourth branch of the government AKA the media Seems to now have a retirement plan for ex-military officials As if their opinion was at all unbiased A machine shouldn't speak for men So shut the **** up you mindless drone! And you know it's serious When these same media outfits are spending millions of dollars on a PR campaign To try to convince you they're fair and balanced When they're some of the most ignorant, and racist people Giving that type of mentality a safe haven We act like we share in the spoils of war that they do We die in wars, we don't get the contracts to make money off 'em afterwards! We don't get weapons contracts, ****! We don't get cheap labor for our companies, ****! We are cheap labor, ****! Turn off the news and read, ****! Read... read... read...

Delicatessen

Eldar ate my posts. : (

It's a good song. Saul Williams - List of Demands

Aesop Rock - One of Four 1 of 4... My name is Ian Mathias Bavitz I was born in 1-9-7-6, at Biosfet hospital, located in Long Island, NY I am 6 foot, for I weigh 2-0-0 pounds I have brown hair and green eyes I enjoy writing songs, painting, movies and diner food I have two brothers, Chris and Graham and two parents, Paul and Jameija In august of 2-0-0-1 I went crazy.. This was originally not for public consumption This was made for four people... four people that literally saved my life They know who they are.. And ahhh I mean I could live to be a thousand years old and never re-pay them I don't think this song would pay for them But hopefully by putting it out, push the bank a little further.. This ain't a burner for the whips (no it isn't) This ain't even Aesop Rock fly earthworm demeanor (no it isn't) My name is Ian Mathias Bavitz and I was born in Long Island, New York Seventy Six, before Graham and after Chris... OK In August of 2001 my seemingly splinter-proof brain bone, scaffling imploded I kept it on the hush, but nearly tumbling to the cold hard concrete on near bodega trips for cigarettes and soda, shook me to kasper Dizzy with a northern chaser, motor sensory eraser Gorophobe tunnel vision, guilt, self loathing arrangements Rose rapidly outta bog I'd never fished in that abates three separate foreign men's While I seems to hook lines and syncro simple fishing Simple primitive self taught, easing of soul, mind and body but the symptoms rejected my cave-man modus operandi So now it's one fish belly up, through medicated mol edge Shrinks that get 250 an hour for awkward silence And, I'd be lying if I said all of this made even the slightest fragment of sense to me That's frail... Simply put I don't know what happened, or what's still happening I literally feel like I'm teetering on the blunt edge of my sanity JAMIE, I killed the robots and I'm sorry Broke down in front of you, embarrassed but you lent a heart and hand that only you could you're one of my best friends and yes I'd take that bullet for you That's my word, which is about all I have left TONY, I know you know i'm crazy, 'cause you told me but that did never bother you, I hold you as my brother 'til death And I got your back if ever the drunk goblin step for makin' a cat laugh, when I was walking with the dead KATHERINE, mother figure, older sister, concerned be a limits Letting me know I wasn't the only one with this Continuous offers for vacation, Chicago visits Talked me through repair of a head full of broken pistons RIYAH, for the late night movie rentals and the company I needed An' you knew it, but I just wouldn't admit it You listened to me blab about my issues for hours Offer incredible advice, gave me a hug when I was finished Am I a jack of all trades? No... I like to write songs tho' Are they good? I dunno.. But I could tell you that I only write sh*t down when I believe it So take this how you want, but know I mean it I want you all to know that I'm scared Now my f**kin' crooked soul never faced a monster like the last few months Ever in my whole life... I wish I could explain this better (I can't) But the pieces won't formulate it to anything even close to cohesive So I guess this is my feeble way to thank you Four soldiers that extended something sacred off the purity of kindness I owe you all my life and please don't argue with that statement 'Cause without y'all I may not have a life to offer, take it Thank you I wish I could explain this better. (Thank you) I'm sorry for burdening your pleasures. (Thank you) I love you all with all that's left of me. (Thank you) For helping try to kill what made a mess of me. (Thank you) Somehow, someway. (Thank you) I'ma get you back someday. (Thank you) Just gotta figure this all out... So.. I guess it is kind of funny when you look at it from a step back How one man can literally buckle under the same pressures Other men operate normally under I have scoped this out from all angles, walking through time I have been over everything in my head, 'till I can't think anymore But I guess some times, when you can't breathe, there are people there to breathe for you I am lucky enough to have those people around me Thank you for helping me to not die Thank you for helping me to not die Pocket full of pennies, and a soul gone tilt Cockpit full of memories and a dream full of guilt

That was a compliment, Lou. Talib Kweli - Get By

Fine, fine, it's like a towering inferno surreally merging with a chimpanzee's skull, emitting the raunchiest of pleasure on it's way towards the soul's absolute enlightenment, clapping like a trashy eagle on a heap of fermented chicken bones, howling and hollering, up and down, up and down, joining God on his ladder of mischiefs as the night's curtains draw ever near! Pixies - Here Comes Your Man

He's avant-garde!

You sure *LOLed* us there Lou!

Why Thank You, Lou. You wouldn't happen to mind posting it for us all to admire? Jurrasic 5 - High Fidelity

Fine, the Charles Mingus, Eric Dolphy, Booker Ervin, Ted Curson, Dannie Richmond quintet was technically the greatest band of all time. But, no other ansemble has ever matched the pure joyous beauty of Nomeansno's music, to both grant a smile upon my face and deliver me into misery like a little bitch. Charles Mingus - Wednesday Night Prayer Meeting (At Antibes)

Eldar might like this more Christian-influenced song, heh: 16 Horsepower - Blessed Persistence

Nomeansno - All time greatest band, hands down. Blackalicious - Make You Feel That Way

But it's on all the lyrics site! Dog Damn you Trivium! Aesop Rock - Prosperity sulking and bulking a half sulking a laugh crash test figure the mixtures digging up his last breath grief leaf thief briefly turned chieftan the tapwaters on the waters off the waters leaking so this is blue my frame reportedly spotted garden variety burners and lost to normalcy my terms the memoir obligation in the boodoir crystalize impurities to zero on the autograph dirty characters sponges hunches hurling murder abundant lunches with the city suppers punching (hurdling) tomorrow since I sit in consquence merging brings to bubble up along the edges of precious child fantasy broken hi, my name is hazardous tobaccanist im on the brink im purgin dirt and spit my lung in the sink as for the product well its drenched in a barren backward wasteland of shimmering moral tension and venturing the plaza pleasant i saw it all from pixie dust to crepid pins and voodoo dolls and 99 dreams later the shooting gallery wall its like not a wave crash similar to last or next heckle me not already doctored by regrets gray rain beligerant fragments bomb acid ushering the pixels till the image burned classic bliss in a barrel and motivation in a basket ima cast it out to sea and wait for my comma to grasp it I left my crutch over the rainbow with my riches and I know the rat race of the bad taste once his grimmace cringes an iron butterfly will float if given good condition but im still fisihing the same worm from the same faulty posistion prosperity im tryin to walk alone and miss the bliss inide the accidental meeting of the pencil and the ceiling and the censures started meeting breathing at a rappid calibur at that a line so gray will last forever more dusting off the dreams to be an autopilot still a silent understudy funny how the opposite will throttle and the different stroke and model to the prison is innacurate portrayal of an addequate betrayal of a wish gonna wanna coulda shoulda woulda did it isnt it amusing choosing and a plan of cybernating waiting till the mating means of motivation took a fine posistion dishing only after every little kiddy has performed I just wanna be a general he said I just wanna I just wanna I just wanna be a general he said I just wanna sleep yo what a long capitol crust gallop my charriot burning and aweful enigma sprung by the sling of david appears gutterbug batch prior to hatch dismiss it as a soul condensing excuse to decorate maps with thumb tacks this gold star product pushing hate boogie themes enter the smoke screen blazing saddle remnants alive analyze pensive connect all picket fences like chain gangs linked digging trenches to candy land image factory sold ah I wanna be an astronaut I got the merits and heart and I bought a starship with hard earned money from one hour selling dreams to dummies when they raise the lights ja ja ja jesus christ ive never seen so many goblins in my life (oh my lord) vibrate through the fog and then some dragging bent circuits on a short leash like organ grinder primates dancing for bread crumbs well did you touch that slugger banging on the table with an old tin cup thin luck I can raise the dead when the shark settlers fled the place brung out they bed of nails to spread the sails racing for milk and bread but I got big big plans i ride a big boat with a big ol motor and I aint really that big on helping you turn your leaf over (lets sing) bring out your dead a quarter pile sky high (lets see) what if your miserable saw the plant fly by my name is try to deny magnificent doom craft my records so built and ima show you why this globe tilts take me where the air is clear i dont really know where but I know its not here and every little step she takes makes me speak cause I know ill never have to sleep alone again take me where the...

Please tell me they actually yell "ignocamus"!

Wilco - Childlike and Evergreen Ornette Coleman - Abstraction

We here at Obsidian use the Kaftan Barlast theorem for European identification, i.e. You might not like it, you might not enjoy it, you might not agree with it, but deep down inside, at your soul's very core, you're a russkie, Russkie.