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http://www.dumbass.org is online
dus als je zin hebt neem is een kijkje!!!

Of niet.

[Machiavelli]

Life sucks die

jongerUH????? nee dank je, iets serieuzer n ik had misschien, maar dan ook heeeeeeeeeeeeel misschien wel gekeken....

[Machiavelli]

[El-Producto]
Do you know who you are..
Do you know who you are fucking with?
Do you know, the access, to weapons, money and power
that we have? We will fucking kill you!

I'm the ugliest version of passed down toxic capitalist
rapid emcee perversion -- I'm America!
Your bleeding-heart liberal drivel gets squashed
Wash em with sterilized rhyme patriot-guided weaponry bomb
from the makers of the devious hearts -- I'm America!
You bitchy little dogs don't even phase my basic policy
The bomb's smarter, my Ronald Reagan's crush Carter
With Bay of Pig tactics makin young men into martyrs
(Come on down!) Come to my happy promised land
Smiley faced opportunity cypher
and jump on the CoFlow pension plan
A proletariat, crushing State of the Union
between serpentine words and mass confusion
of media controlled blurb advertising disillusionment
Your family will love my low-rent, low-life
no-brain, reality-dagger, MOVEMENT
Hop over the border for amusement; try to test the waters
that the other slaughter crews pay all they dues in
You up against -- Jesus Freak, formin corporations in Young Republicans
Indelible NATO force hidden agenda, puppet governments
I'm lovin it! Keep the people guessin who I'm runnin with
Control the population and hide behind sacred covenants
Fuckin with me?!?! Means liberal wildlife burnin, gasoline seized
and an automagnetic third world printed with metal plates in they knees
Can't you hear the disenchanted, hide the scream of
Gabriel's reflected new wind instrument, a judgment played in flat C
I replace humans like robots in a GM factory (warning! warning!)
Then export metaphors to sweat shops, cause the price is satisfactory
Your pious little cries of injustice get met with apathy
(Awww, SHUT UP!!) Soak, cloak, hormone injected dairy product
and conservative right-wing anti-eroticism; the poisonous
resevoirs and power lines in your neighborhood cause botchilism
SENSELESS! Join the census, censorship sentences sentence
Triple-felon citizen paid pennance!
Dissension against C-F ends in, penetentiary residence
Lock em up first, then ask questions
Omniscient presence, my CHARM is the weapon
with cameras mics and satellites that leave privacy breathless
You don't even know the chemicals you've ingested
Urine tested -- BEAT INNOCENT MAN 'TIL HE CONFESSES

"Who's America? Who's America? Who's America? Who's America?"
"Who's America? Who's America? Who's America? Who's America?"
[El-P] I'm America! I'm America! I'm America! Mr. Len, get busy on em!

{*DJ Mr. Len the Space Ghost cuts up "God damn!!"*}

[El-Producto]
I'm America arrogant!! Terminus verbal curfew murders
You either purchase my products or you're worthless, that's my service!
Don't look into the oculars of a daylight saver
Eraser, city-headed momument defacer comprising of
patriot droids, sent into the void with lead linings
Employed by the bureaucrats of automatic twisted rhyme timing
You're guaranteed nothing but my fat little finger
that lingers one inch off of the big button -- LET'S START THIS!
I'm Saran gas, hide in your apartments
I'm stealth like a robot hidden in the fat asshole of Cartman
And give a crippling fuck like sand sharkskin condom
to your apparent vaginal problem - the hottest shit on Soundbombing
I'm American til infinite justice measure to Pesticide Cemetary
Invite you to cross the border then SHIT on your divinities
What language is that? I'm angusih in fact, tangle with a
star-spangled standard issue gat for crowd management
Talk loud and get enshrouded in a hot cloud of harassment
by the crowd force of my mental pedestrian checker,
that smashes subordinate skulls and update the file in your dental records
You tryin to get a light but yet the crowd is my paid hecklers (BOO! BOO!)
You just stepped into the spectrum of paranoid word rainbows
Thinkin you sick with a sihlouette, burn transit cop out his plain clothes
I'm America!! This is where the pain grows like poppies
in a Field of Dreams I paid for, I'll burn it down if operated sloppily
COPY? My economic sanction rhyme style got your syllables
scraping for rice and riding in a pre-1960 jalopy
My favorite flavour of gas is mustard
I'm fuckin a blind hermaphrodite icon and convincin you that it's justice!

"Who's America? Who's America? Who's America? Who's America?"
{*DJ Mr. Len the Space Ghost cuts up "God damn!!"*}

[El-Producto]
Treason will not be tolerated!
You have been enlisted.. into a lifestyle that you may not change!
Understand! You can't be happy.. and smile.. for the cameras!
MotherFUCKER!

n00b alert!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Machiavelli]

* knock at the door *
[Mayor] Jesus Christ, who is it?!?!
[DaPIG] Officer Fleming!
[Mayor] Come in! Hey, good morning, how ya doin?
[DaPIG] Good morning Your Honor
[Mayor] Want a donut?
[DaPIG] Uhh, no thank you
[Mayor] What are you doin with that shotgun * last two words slow down *
* a burst of gunshots *

[Pharoahe Monch]
In short was that I had shot him, several times in the head
Mount Sinai, 6:15, pronounced dead
The news reporter said the assailaints fled the city
Meanwhile I'm shacked across the street, in some
shitty-ass hotel, waitin til things get a little quiet
Dunn I could try to bounce, but now why should I even try it?
The riot that ensued, I viewed bird's-eye
Fifteen floors up behind the curtains in the nude
Took three-hundred and sixty-five to get close to him
Boast to him, roast, when I put the toast to him
Dangerous, the most heinous crimes have been committed
Through painless means, more famous lives have been acquitted
To hell he went, bent, sent, government issues
with my initial in print, ah, we'll never miss you
in the streets, understanding that you made it hard to eat
Complete the cypher, or, make ends meet
Twenty-five years my father spent hard labor you suspended him
from the force, placed his head beneath the pendulum
Periphreal vision now, doorknob shiftin
Optical illusion or the coke that I'm sniffin
Think, primal instinct, maybe it's me
Hit the lights must hit the floor simul-taneously
Seems as though this is manifested through some amazin dream
Dazed cops entered the room with guns and lazer beams
But dazed it seems we blast at, one another
Bullets hit the chest of this, black undercover
My last minutes on earth, drop say a prayer
Fuck it if I'm gonna die at least I shot the Mayor!

I feel, pain and sorrow
My heart's, hard and hollow
I can't go on, to see tomorrow (2X)

[Pharoahe Monch]
Walked out the room staggerin, dagger in my back
Dazed wagglin my leg, imagin I'm not afraid
Grazed and bruised, amazed at who's surroundin
Cop guns, cocked back, SWAT teams, astoundin
From rooftops, troops glock to smack my melon
Felon, Seargenat yellin for me to come out like Ellen
Propellin walked through the lobby and the front door
Packin hand grenades and strapped with C-4
The more swine, the merrier, Harrier jets overhead
Ready to riddle my body with bullets of lead
A dead man walking, destination devil's lair
Fuck it if I'm gonna die at least I shot the Mayor!

I feel, pain and sorrow
My heart's, hard and hollow
I can't go on, to see tomorrow
Ooh, I've, gone too far
Can, turn, back no more
Hell.. open your door!!!!!!

[Zut Alors!]

Betekent dit...

Nee, het zal toch niet? Of toch?
Betekent dit....

Dat we van die Breezahs verlost zullen zijn???

[Dinalfos]

[Joostje]

There cannot be greater rudeness than to interrupt another in the current of his discourse.
John Locke (1632 - 1704)