JESUS CHRIST . . . DENY YOUR GOD!
AS FOR THIS ALLEGED, HOMELESS CHICK, GETTING PISSED AND JEALOUS OF MY KNOWLEDGE OF THE LAW AND SCRIPTURES, I COULD EAT HER LUNCH, ANY TIME ON ANY SUBJECT, PARTICULARLY RELIGION! I HAVE READ THE DEAD SEA SCROLLS, THE APOCRYPHA, THE GHOSTIC GOSPELS, THE CODE OF HAMORABI, WOW, THAT IS A SYMBOLIC NAME, I HAVE READ THE BOOK OF JOSEPHUS, ETC. READ THE BIBLE, TWICE IN ONE WEEK, WHEN, I WROTE A 30 PAGE PAPER, ON A MOTHER GOD!
SHE WAS NOT WORTH IT!
DON'T LOWER YOURSELF TO SOMEONE, BAITING YOU TO BE ON THEIR LEVEL!
PITIFUL.
COUPLE OF SONGS, THAT WERE ON THIS MORNING THAT SEEMED APPROPRIATE! THAT IS IF THE NSA AND THE ACCESS, HAGS, WILL, LET ME PUT THEM IN THE ORDER I WANT?
ACCESS. DON'T MAKE SMART!
SMARTER SAVES LIVES WITH DEADLY VENOM!
English Translation | |
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I got no impression This town made by the imitiation Wanting your sensation In this silly simulation I wanna rage my dream | I got no impression This town is made by the imitation Wanting your sensation In this silly simulation I wanna rage my dream |
I got no impression gray no kanjou BOKASHI mo ire sugi machijuu ha imitation Real o motomete takaburu anata ga chikaku ni yorenai hodo ATSUKU naru | I got no impression, in this imitation city My feelings are too many shades of gray Excited by searching for what's real, You get so hot I can't be near you |
Feel your frustration anata no sakebi o Taste your vibration furueru hodo ni kanjiteiru | Feel your frustration, feel your screams Taste your vibration, I feel it so much I tremble |
* Rage your dream toki o kakenukete yuku kaze mo hikari michite yuku Rage your dream matteiru koto dake o Feel the wind wasurenaide ite Rage your dream tsudzuku hatenai michi o ai mo kakou mo furimukazu yukeru anata kagayaiteiru Rage your dream ima o ikiteiru | * Rage your dream, running through time Even the wind is full of light Rage your dream, just be waiting for me Feel the wind, please don't forget Rage your dream, continuing down the endless road Without turning back for love or the past You can go, you can shine Rage your dream, living the moment |
My pride says "You gotta be wild & tough" sou tanin ha kaizai shinai never stop tomari takunai gisei ni natta ai ga cry shite mo Peak mezashite sweep the winding street Beep beep! keikoku oto ha so cheap sheep-tachi ha michi o akero Cos I'm never gonna stop streak my dream | My pride says, "You gotta be wild and tough" Yeah, I won't let anyone else interfere Never stop, I don't want to stop Even if the sacrificed love cries out Aiming for the peak, I sweep the winding street Beep beep! The alarms are so cheap The sheep need to get out of my way Coz I'm never gonna stop streaking my dream |
Easy na motivation subete ha simulation nigete mitatte doko demo safety zone nani ka o te ni irete nani ka o wasureteku sekai ga kowarete mo kawaranai | Easy motivation when everything's a simulation Trying to run away to anywhere, to a safety zone Gaining something, but forgetting something else Not changing even if the world is broken |
Beasty shout dare no te ni sae oenai hageshii yume jikan sae mo ima koeteku | Beasty shout, beyond anyone's control Violent dream, soon I will transcend even time |
Rage your dream kaze no naka de mabushiku sakebu anata yume-tachi to Rage your dream kodou tomaru kurai ni I can feel tsuyoku kanjiteru Rage your dream yami o hari saiteiku Life a streak to the peak sekaijuu no kogoe kitta yoru o keshiteku Rage your dream michi o hiraiteku | Rage your dream, screaming brilliantly in the wind, You and your dreams Rage your dream, my heart almost stops I can feel it so strongly Rage your dream, as you burst through the darkness Like a streak to the peak Erasing the frozen nights around the world Raging your dream and opening the road |
Di-ding dang another round, never slowdown KONMA ZERO ICHI byou de Knock down yoin nokoshi kiete kou to the next town hokori mau haishachi ni hau rikutsu dake no NOOGAKI-tachi jama KUSAI kara SHIKATO shite ikou Streaker satteiku street no mukou Something they would know | Di-ding dang another round, never slow down A hundredth-second knockdown Let's go to the next town and erase the lingering memories The dust dances as the losers crawl on the ground Because boasts full of excuses Are troublesome, let's skirt around them The streaker leaves the end of the street Something they would know |
* repeat | * repeat |
Transliterated by Allen Tyner
Translated by dr_ishmael
"Pocket Full Of Shells" Lyrics
Come wit it now! Come wit it now!
The microphone explodes, shatterin' the molds
Either drop the hits like de la O, or get the fuck off the commode
Wit the sure shot, sure to make the bodies drop
Drop an don't copy you, don't call this a co-op
Terror rains drenchin', quenchin' the thirst of the power dons
That five sided fist-a-gon
The rotten sore on the face of mother earth gets bigger
The triggers cold empty your purse
They rally 'round the family! With a pocket full of shells
They rally 'round the family! With a pocket full of shells
Weapons not food, not homes, not shoes
Not need, just feed the war cannibal animal
I walk the corner to the rubble that used to be a library
Line up to the mind cemetery now
What we don't know, keeps the contracts alive an movin'
They don't gotta burn the books, they just remove 'em
While arms warehouses fill as quick as the cells
Rally 'round the family, pockets full of shells
Rally 'round the family! With a pocket full of shells
They rally 'round the family! With a pocket full of shells
They rally 'round the family! With a pocket full of shells
They rally 'round the family! With a pocket full of shells
Bulls on parade
Come wit it now! Come wit it now!
Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade!
Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade!
Bulls on parade!
The microphone explodes, shatterin' the molds
Either drop the hits like de la O, or get the fuck off the commode
Wit the sure shot, sure to make the bodies drop
Drop an don't copy you, don't call this a co-op
Terror rains drenchin', quenchin' the thirst of the power dons
That five sided fist-a-gon
The rotten sore on the face of mother earth gets bigger
The triggers cold empty your purse
Rally 'round the family! With a pocket full of shells
They rally 'round the family! With a pocket full of shellsThey rally 'round the family! With a pocket full of shells
They rally 'round the family! With a pocket full of shells
Weapons not food, not homes, not shoes
Not need, just feed the war cannibal animal
I walk the corner to the rubble that used to be a library
Line up to the mind cemetery now
What we don't know, keeps the contracts alive an movin'
They don't gotta burn the books, they just remove 'em
While arms warehouses fill as quick as the cells
Rally 'round the family, pockets full of shells
Rally 'round the family! With a pocket full of shells
They rally 'round the family! With a pocket full of shells
They rally 'round the family! With a pocket full of shells
They rally 'round the family! With a pocket full of shells
Bulls on parade
Come wit it now! Come wit it now!
Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade!
Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade!
Bulls on parade!
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