This is some really shameful self promotion. But.. dayummm..
Old School, young fans (RAGE @ The Star)
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Dream Diary, January 12th
At a strange car wiper factory, a thug was inspecting and harassing the workers. There is a man around carrying a large scale CD for some reason. On a table nearby the Caucasian man, a 70's pimp looking gangsta and her girl was having a conversation on a table nearby.
The thug finally heads to an aged Caucasian worker and asked him to rap for his dear life while i was standing next to the worker (I am also a factory worker in the dream).
The Caucasian man was scared to his life as he claimed that he was never into rap and thus unable to complete his request. The thug forced him continuously with a gun aimed at him and finally the Caucasian man claims that he can "only do this", afterwards he beatboxed to the beat of Rapper's Delight by the Sugarhill Gang (the bass line) and proceeded to rapping the lyrics of the song (as the beat and music continues somehow).
The thug felt amused. Then suddenly realised that the man was lying to him. The song, as everyone in the factory dances and enjoys the music, it continues until the dream ends.
The thug finally heads to an aged Caucasian worker and asked him to rap for his dear life while i was standing next to the worker (I am also a factory worker in the dream).
The Caucasian man was scared to his life as he claimed that he was never into rap and thus unable to complete his request. The thug forced him continuously with a gun aimed at him and finally the Caucasian man claims that he can "only do this", afterwards he beatboxed to the beat of Rapper's Delight by the Sugarhill Gang (the bass line) and proceeded to rapping the lyrics of the song (as the beat and music continues somehow).
The thug felt amused. Then suddenly realised that the man was lying to him. The song, as everyone in the factory dances and enjoys the music, it continues until the dream ends.
Monday, January 4, 2010
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Late Night Fridge Trip
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Sunday, November 8, 2009
#9
everyday, u know i need my ciggie
coz without it my days would be shitty
i walk all the way to 7-e
and i purchase a box of marlies
every month, i always miss my rent
coz my wallet's in a dent
from those boxes of kent
you know i am a fan
coz kent is my friend
hey fren, i think u gotta listen
let me give u a lesson
from ur two friends, hedges and benson
if they be hating then ignore them all
coz all the cool kids hangs at pall mall
u think u're so cool with all those hair gel
but when they see u smoking SKL
then hey, u wont ring their bell
if you cough, and there's darah
u know u shud cut down on those nusantara
you know you need to try, that sampoerna
throw away that Saat, mmg tak guna
even if my wallet is tight
i wont feel right
if i dun have, my dunhill lights,
and when im in the bed
you know i wud dread
if i dun have a stick of dunhill red,
i wud buy it in a tin
for my dose of nicotine
i feel like a king
and that's wat i think
if u think that we're lame
then fuck off, go smoke that salem
coz you know we got soul,
like a stick of, dji sam soe
i think we ain't gonna live any longer,
even if we do..we just cant keep "IT" stronger
if we stop cravin on those ciggie, nigga
its time to light up a cuban cigar
buds is better with all ur bros
we can shisha too, just chip in the dough
i know u guys may be thinkin that we're so bodoh,
dude, go get some life, get some marlboro
its vish and dato' we gotta go,
but we believe that we had hit the show
its all "god's grace" that gave us the flow
-dato' fazly and vishnu
coz without it my days would be shitty
i walk all the way to 7-e
and i purchase a box of marlies
every month, i always miss my rent
coz my wallet's in a dent
from those boxes of kent
you know i am a fan
coz kent is my friend
hey fren, i think u gotta listen
let me give u a lesson
from ur two friends, hedges and benson
if they be hating then ignore them all
coz all the cool kids hangs at pall mall
u think u're so cool with all those hair gel
but when they see u smoking SKL
then hey, u wont ring their bell
if you cough, and there's darah
u know u shud cut down on those nusantara
you know you need to try, that sampoerna
throw away that Saat, mmg tak guna
even if my wallet is tight
i wont feel right
if i dun have, my dunhill lights,
and when im in the bed
you know i wud dread
if i dun have a stick of dunhill red,
i wud buy it in a tin
for my dose of nicotine
i feel like a king
and that's wat i think
if u think that we're lame
then fuck off, go smoke that salem
coz you know we got soul,
like a stick of, dji sam soe
i think we ain't gonna live any longer,
even if we do..we just cant keep "IT" stronger
if we stop cravin on those ciggie, nigga
its time to light up a cuban cigar
buds is better with all ur bros
we can shisha too, just chip in the dough
i know u guys may be thinkin that we're so bodoh,
dude, go get some life, get some marlboro
its vish and dato' we gotta go,
but we believe that we had hit the show
its all "god's grace" that gave us the flow
-dato' fazly and vishnu
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
The Snatcher strikes again
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