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"Eulogy" by Tool

Standing above the crowd,
He had a voice that was strong and loud and I
Swallowed his facade ‘cause I’m so
Eager to identify with
Someone above the ground,
Someone who seemed to feel the same,
Someone prepared to lead the way, with
Someone who would die for me…

pixography:

Joanna Krótka


Blur - Song 2

Just informed this is the same singer as Gorillaz

I got my head checked
By a jumbo jet
It wasn’t easy
But nothing is
No

Woo-hoo
When I feel heavy-metal
And I’m pins and I’m needles
Well, I lie and I’m easy
All the time but I am never sure
Why I need you
Pleased to meet you

I got my head down
When I was young
It’s not my problem
It’s not my problem

Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Oh yeah


Gorillaz - Clint Eastwood

I ain’t happy, I’m feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I’m useless but not for long
The future is coming on
I ain’t happy, I’m feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I’m useless but not for long
The future is coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on

Yeah… Ha Ha!
Finally someone let me out of my cage
Now, time for me is nothing cause I’m counting no age
Now I couldn’t be there
Now you shouldn’t be scared
I’m good at repairs
And I’m under each snare
Intangible
Bet you didn’t think so I command you to
Panoramic view
Look I’ll make it all manageable
Pick and choose
Sit and lose
All you different crews
Chicks and dudes
Who you think is really kickin’ tunes?
Picture you gettin’ down in a picture tube
Like you lit the fuse
You think it’s fictional?
Mystical? Maybe.
Spiritual
Hero who appears in you to clear your view when you’re too crazy
Lifeless
To those the definition for what life is
Priceless
To you because I put you on the high shit
You like it?
Gun smokin’ righteous with one toke
You’re psychic among those
Possess you with one go

I ain’t happy, I’m feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I’m useless but not for long
The future is coming on
I ain’t happy, I’m feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I’m useless but not for long
The future (that’s right) is coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on

The essence the basics
Without did you make it
Allow me to make this
Child-like in nature
Rhythm
You have it or you don’t that’s a fallacy
I’m in them
Every sprouting tree
Every child of peace
Every cloud and sea
You see with your eyes
I see destruction and demise (that’s right)
Corruption in disguise
From this fuckin’ enterprise
Now I’m sucked into your lies
Through Russel, though not his muscles but the percussion he provides
For me as a guide
Y’all can see me now ‘cause you don’t see with your eye
You perceive with your mind
That’s the inner
So I’mma stick around with Russ and be a mentor
Bust a few rhymes so motherfuckers remember where the thought is
I brought all this
So you can survive when law is lawless (right here)
Feelings, sensations that you thought was dead
No squealing, remember that it’s all in your head

I ain’t happy, I’m feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I’m useless but not for long
The future is coming on
I ain’t happy, I’m feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I’m useless but not for long
My future is coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on
My future is coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on
My future is coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on
My future is coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on
My future is coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on
My future is coming on
It’s coming on
It’s coming on
My future

Cypress Hill - Rock Superstar


Alot of a…sharks out there…try’na take a bite of somethin’
What’s hot
Lot of chameleons out there…try’na change up
Anytime somethin’ new comes along…everybody wants a bite
Don’t happen overnight

So you wanna be a rock superstar?
And live large, a big house, 5 cars, you’re in charge
Comin’ up in the world don’t trust no body
Gotta look over your shoulder constantly

I remember the days when I was a young kid growin’ up
Looking in the mirror dreamin’ about blowin’ up
The rock crowd, make money, chill with the honey’s
Sign autographs or whatever the people want from me
Shit’s funny how impossible dreams manifest
And the games that be comin’ with it, nevertheless
You got to go for the gusto but you don’t know
About the blood, sweat and tears and losing some of your peers
And losing some of yourself to the years past gone by
Hopefully it don’t manifest for the wrong guy
Egomaniac and the brainiac don’t know how to act
Shit’s deep, 48 tracks
Studio gangster mack signed the deal, thinks he’s gonna make a mil’
But never will ‘til he crosses over
Still filling your head with fantasies
Come with me, show the sacrifice it takes to make the cheese
You wanna be a rock superstar in the biz?
And take shit from people who don’t know what it is
I wish it was all fun and games but the price of fame is high
And some can’t pay the way
Still trapped in what you rappin’ about
Tell me what happened when you lost clout
The route you took started collapsing
No fans, no fame, no respect, no change, no women
And everybody shits on your name

People see rockstars, younawhaI’msayin?
But you still…try’na…get out more like, like everybody else
It’s a fun job, but it’s still a job
Save your money man, save your money too
It’s single don’t last very long, younawhaI’msayin?
I mean…you’re lucky in this game too
There’s gon’ be another cat comin’ out
Lookin’ like me, soundin’ like me, next year I know this
They’ll be a flipside, do whatchu you do
Somebody’ll try to spin off like some series

You ever have big dreams of makin’ real cream?
Big shot, heavy hitter on the mainstream
You wanna look shanty in the Bentley
Be a snob and never act friendly
You wanna have big fame, let me explain
What happends to these stars and their big brains
First they get played like all damn day
Long as you sell everything will be O.K.
Then you get dissed by the media and fans
Things never stay the same way they began
I heard that some never give full to the fullest
That’s while fools end up dining on the bullet
Think everything’s fine in the big time
See me in my Lex’ with the chrome raised high
So you wanna roll far and live large?
It ain’t all that goes with bein’ a rockstar

My own son don’t know me
I’m chillin’ in the hotel room lonely
But I thank God I’m with my homies
But sometimes I wish I was back home
But only no radio or video didn’t show me
No love, the phony, gotta hit the road slowly
So the record gets pushed by Sony
I’m in the middle like mony
And the press say that my own people disown me
And the best way back is to keep your head straight
Never inflate the cranium
They’re too worried about them honies at the Paladium
Who just wanna cling on, swing on, and so on
Go on, fall off, the hoes roll on
‘Til the next rock superstar with no shame
Give him a year, he’ll be right out the game
The same as the last one who came before him
Gained fame, started gettin’ ignored, I warned him
Assured him, this ain’t easy take it from Weezy
Sleezy people wanna be so cheesy, the fuckin’ lethal
“Assassins, assassins”


Anthrax & Public Enemy - Bring The Noise


Too black, too strong
Too black, too strong

[Flavor Flav:]
Yo, Chuck
These alley trippers are still frontin’ on us
Show ‘em that we can do this
‘Cause we always knew this, ha ha
Yeah, boy!

[Chuck D.:]
Bass! How low can you go?
Death row, what a brother know
Once again, back is the incredible
rhyme animal, the incredible

D, Public Enemy number one
“Five-O” said, “Freeze!” and I got numb
Can I tell ‘em that I really never had a gun?
But it’s the wax that the Terminator X spun

Now they got me in a cell
‘Cause my records, they sell
‘Cause a brother like me said, Well
Farrakhan’s a prophet and I think you ought to listen to
What he can say to you” What you ought to do

Is follow for now, power of the people, say,
“Make a miracle, D, pump the lyrical”
Black is back, all in, We’re gonna win
Check it out

[Flavor Flav:]
Yeah, y’all, c’mon

[Chuck D.:]
Here we go again

Turn it up! Bring the noise!
Turn it up! Bring the noise!

[Flavor Flav:]
Hey yo, Chuck, they’re sayin’ we too black, man
Yo, I don’t understand what they’re saying
But little do they know they can get a smack for that, man

[Chuck D.:]
Never badder than bad ‘cause the brother is madder than mad
At the fact that’s corrupt like a senator
Soul on a roll, but you treat it like soap on a rope
‘Cause the beats in the lines are so dope

Listen for lessons I’m saying inside music
That the critics are all blasting me for
They’ll never care for the brothers and sisters
Now across the country has us up for the war

We got to demonstrate, come on now
They’re gonna have to wait ‘til we get it right
Radio stations, I question their blackness
They call themselves black, but we’ll see if they’ll play this

Turn it up! Bring the noise!
Turn it up! Bring the noise!

[Flavor Flav:]
Hey yo, Chuck, they’re illin’, we chillin’
Yo, PE in the house, top billing
Yo, Chuck, show ‘em what you can do, boy

[Chuck D.:]
Get from in front of me, the crowd runs to me
My DJ is warm, he’s X, I call him Norm, y’know
He can cut a record from side to side
So what, the ride, the glide should be much safer than a suicide

Soul control, beat is the father of your rock’n’roll
Music for whatcha, for whichin’, you call a band, man
Makin’ a music, abuse it, but you can’t do it, y’know
You call ‘em demos

[Flavor Flav:]
But we ride limos, too

[Chuck D.:]
Whatcha gonna do? Rap is not afraid of you
Beat is for Sonny Bono

[Flavor Flav:]
Beat is for Yoko Ono

[Chuck D.:]
Run-DMC first said a DJ could be a band
Stand on its own feet, get you out your seat

Beat is for Eric B. and LL, as well, hell
Wax is for Anthrax, still it can rock bells
Ever forever, universal, it will sell
Time for me to exit, Terminator X it

Turn it up! Bring the noise!
Turn it up! Bring the noise!

[Flavor Flav:]
Yo, they should know by now that they can’t stop this [?]
Word up, better keep tellin’ me to turn it down
But yo, Flavor Flav ain’t going out like that

Come on
Come on
Come on, now
Come on

[Chuck D.:]
From coast to coast, so used to being like a comatose
Stand, my man, the beat’s the same with a boast toast
Rock with some pizzazz, it will last. Why you ask?
Roll with the rock stars, still never get accepted as

We got to plead the Fifth, you can investigate
Don’t need to wait, get the record straight
Hey, posse in effect, got Flavor, Terminator
X to sign checks, play to get paid

You got to check it out down on the avenue
A magazine or two is dissing me and dissing you
Yeah, I’m telling you…

[Flavor Flav:]
Hey yo, Griff, [?] the S1W
We got to handle this
We ain’t goin’ out like that
Yo man, straight up on the Columbo tip
We can do this, like Brutus
‘Cause we always knew this
You know what I’m sayin’
There’s just one thing that puzzles me, my brother
What’s wrong with all these people around here, man…
She is everything to me, the unrequited dream, song that no one sings, the unattainable, shes a myth that I have to believe in, all I need to make it real is one more reason, I don’t know what to do, I don’t know what to do when she makes me sad, but I won’t let this build up inside of me
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Slipknot - Vermilion, Part 2

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Yue Minjun ~ “Eyesight”, 2013

ilanrubin:

Great 100th show of this NIN tour cycle in Toronto. Wonder what happens if I stick a needle in this?

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fohk:

PENSADOR by PEPE CARDOSO on Flickr.

king-quasar:

Slipknot - Left Behind

"We let it all slip away…"

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manic-subsidal:

i was waiting for this tbh

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