LOL! At least "The New 42nd St." is a trainhop away from my home. I'll be close to the revolution when it starts. :cheers2:
Now that's a wonderful way to dismiss me. It's easy to claim that everyone is brainwashed. I got some news for you though... between the two of us, I ain't the jobless drug addict. To quote one of your heroes for you: "And you think you're so clever and classless and free, But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see."
Hmmmm I bet I got more money in the bank then you, hun. LMFAO. And I have a job as a fucking drug counselor lined up... you know, if I chose to sell out and preach BS I don't believe in for money...which is not what I'm about. I can get a job any fucking day.... My husband makes enough that I don't HAVE to until I find the right job. Pawned. For realz yo. I could have a GOOD job tomorrow... I'd rather do my work for free though.
Pavel, I could argue with you all day but it doesn't change the facts and unfortunally you will SEE soon enough the reality that SHOULD be right in front of your eyes. I wish you were right but you're not.
Nigguh please, I got mad bills saved up. I'm a true revolutionized tho, fool... I got them bills under mah matress. Ain't gonna give them to the man, with his big big banks and machinery. The Combine ain't touchin' my shit, you see... I ain't gonna say shit about the drug shrink job... shit should speak for itself. If you don't believe in money, then give that shit to me. I could use some extra money. Hell, don't give it to me, give it to some poor nigga on the street, to buy some bread, ya know? If you wanna do some good free charity work, then open a dick sucking booth. Free dick sucking. You'd help alleviate a bunch of stress... now that's some fucken charity.
Utopian thinking and drug addiction have always been closer to one another than they seem. Of course: both posit a better, pain-free world or reality. In fact, I think my cigarette habit has to do with the utopianism of my teens.
Speaking of cigs. and doorbells http://profile.myspace.com/index.cf...&MyToken=479f0c0d-f6d9-4950-a6f6-d4eea57368aa in case it dont work it's Mistakes on this page and pavel, i got enough money. and id rather suck dick for money then sell out for a damn corporation. lmfao.
Damn I really need to quit smoking but I wuvs me my boguies too damn much. Even though I can't breathe. But for real. Quit.
(Yes I did... I made a mistake... yes I did) Huh..ya know living this type a life makes you grow up faster than you'd expect to sometimes... fuck around and be in your late twenties... feelin like a old man and shit... yeah for real son... let em know It's hard to breath and hard to run when your lung's blackened Coughing up blood like what the fuck happened Raising my risk of cancer's the answer homie But after drinking something there's nothing like puffing a bogie Now I can blame the same product placement in movies, Or the commercials, or Scarface in a jacuzzi But now I'm living it Damn I should a never took that first cigarette (I made a mistake) I fucked up, like your girl was riding on top of me I should of took her to trial and never copped a plea But this ain't a Christian nation motherfucka please America never taught me to turn the other cheek Cause I'm from Harlem, the north of Manhattan We knock niggas out and make em bounce like Ricky Hattan But wildin on the court, had got me turned back from the Canadian border (I made a mistake) I knew she was a virgin, when I first met her Rockin stockings and poppin out of the catholic school sweater Mom told her she could do better than a criminal Seventeen year-old psychotic, trying to be lyrical I never meant to break her heart or fuck up her life But I was careless, instead of treating her right I seen her workin it, some club strippin and wondered If I could have made her life different (I made a mistake... yes I did... ) [Tech talking over the beat: Damn shortie, you got me on some singin the blues shit... but you gotta stop looking backwards and remember to look ahead... this is for all my dudes on patrol in the desert right now... for real] (I made a mistake) Yeah..yeah... I joined the army looking for money to go to college But they ain't pay me a quarter of what they fucking promised Extended my tour, treating me like a sucker That's the reason officers get fragged motherfucker Don't give me speeches on how you respect and you love me But no body armor in a lightly armored humvee?! My family's lonely and you want me to reenlist for 30 grand homie? (I made a mistake) When I was young I got signed to a record label The deal looked so good when it was on the table It paid for my cable, cribs, cars and jewelry The studios, the women there's nothing they wouldn't do for me Except stop screwing me for publishing the royalties How the fuck are you my dawg, when there's no loyalty? Word to the street I should've gone independent like Immortal Technique (I made a mistake) Some people learn from mistakes and don't repeat them Others try to block the memories and just delete them But I keep em as a reminder they not killing me And I thank God for teaching me humility Son, remember when you fight to be free To see things how they are and not how you like em to be Cause even when the world is falling on top of me Pessimism is an emotion, not a philosophy Knowing what's wrong doesn't imply that you right And its another, when you suffer to apply it in life But I'm no rookie And I'm never gonna make the same mistake twice pussy
in theory? so is this one of those deals where you claim to work for free, then you suddenly demand compensation because rent's coming due?
Errrrm? Lol. Nigga, I quit smoking fifty zillion times and the next time I quit.... lol.... Anyways if you don't get that the invasion has begun and that means it's time for a VIOLENT revolution then whatever... whatever... (and calling me a drug addict is too damn easy. i can take drugs or leave them. drug can teach if you keep their negativity at bay, which 99 percent of ppl. are too weak to do)
I was saying sometimes it takes fearing that your life is gonna be taken from you, if by self infliction of ANY SORT- not just drugs... to be able to articulate and come up with ideas.... come close enough to death by ANY means and all the sudden things become clearer to you and you CAN'T sit back anymore. Blessings in disguise are truly amazing. I thought I was gonna die and released my ego totally... when that FINALLY happened (cause it began years ago for me) I was finally free enough to be able to be a help for the cause.