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Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Kool Keith, Live at store Vega, 2.Nov 2005.



Thá er loksins komid ad thví ad madur fá ad sjá manninn sem verdur ad teljast einn besti rappari allra tíma. Fyrir thá sem thekkja til, og vilja ekki missa af lækninum Doom thá kostar 250 dkkr en flugmidinn er ekki gefins, djøfullinn og thad munadi litlu ad Andri hefdi verid hér í heimsókn á thessum tíma.
Antony i berlin 28 nov og 27 nov.
Skrýtid hversu ólíkir thessir menn eru Kool Keith og Antony, en badir teljast their ekki vanjulegir ad minnstakosti og badir thykja skrifa góda teksta.
Her eru textabrot njótid theirra ef thid komist ekki á adrahvora tónleikana.

Kool Keith -Operation Extortion af Matheew
allt i belg og bunu ad vísu

I’ma cancel all the studios, i’ma find you in new yorkYou fucked it up for everybodyWhen I see you i’ma punch you in your fuckin faceYou and that other faggot ass nigga that rap witchuI’ma catch you (? ) ensoniq or platinum factoryI know you be in fuckin chung kingI’ma search around motherfuckin d&d

[kool keith]Fuck you nigga, criticizin my shit, talkin behind my backYouse a weak nigga, don’t speak nigga, face the triggerWhat you know about my shit? Why you reviewin it, why you ratin it? you fuckin hatin itBackpack ass nigga, how you figure? Fuck a cypher, I get live on your favorite ass corny ass niggazI’m a survivor, no village ass shitMotherfuckers walkin around tryin to be bob marley and lenny kravitzThat scarf shit around everybody’s head is for faggotsGet on stage I throw lettuce and cabbageYou fuckin with bad habitsRun up on you like 10 puerto ricans gettin out a fuckin chevroletI don’t play, fuck your bodyguard big raeI chop your hands off and throw your fuckin fingers in the ashtrayDead-end, no backup, comin down to one-wayChorus: kool keithOperation.. extortion (4x)[kool keith]Why you curse so much nigga? fuck you, duck youLoadin this motherfuckin tec up, there’s a lot of things I must doClick up, shut the fuck up, bukka, bukka, bukkaFake-ass cast, counterfeit bitch-assI’ma see how long that choreographer dance shit lastMake you take the cd’s out the shelfCome to your record release party, show you some shitAnd make you piss on yourselfNo guest list, I better get past thisType of motherfucker to wait outside the clubFor your black dumb-asses, i’ma have a contestSee which bitch-ass nigga get in they car the fastestStrongarm your bodyguards with armed freebase smokers in a stolen dodgePour gasoline down your shirt in the car garageYo black burn this niggaWatch how kentucky fried I turn this niggaWatch you sizzle like a well done (? ) frankThat’s what you get for fuckin with hankGive all your fuckin credit cards, niggaz with ski masksTook your mink coats at chemical bankVisa america take this shit fill up the gas tankI told y’all I was gon’ slap that motherfuckerAnd baseball bat that motherfuckerYour man with his bullshit mixtape ran out hot 97 like a suckerI’ma send a crackhead that needs money badAt least to get one of you motherfuckersYou owe me for damageI know a dominican that’s ready to stab your fuckin managerCatch a homicide and catch a greyhound bus out to canada


Antony- Fist full of love
I was lying in my bed last night staring At a ceiling full of stars When it suddenly hit me I just have to let you know how I feel
We live together in a photograph of time I look into your eyes And the seas open up to me
I tell you I love you And I always will And I know you can't tell me I know you can't tell meSo I'm left to pick up The hints, the little symbols of your devotion So I'm left to pick up The hints, the little symbols of your devotionAnd I feel your fists And I know it's out of love And I feel the whip And I know it's out of love And I feel your burning eyes burning holes Straight through my heart It's out of love It's out of loveI accept and I collect upon my body The memories of your devotion I accept and I collect upon by body The memories of your devotionAnd I feel your fists And I know it's out of love And I feel the whip And I know it's out of love And I feel your burning eyes burning holes Straight through my heart It's out of love, ooh hooIt's out of loveGive me a little bit serious loveGive me a little full loveBe full of loveFists, fists, fists full of love..
posted by Ha?, 3:22 PM

4 Comments:

Djøfull er eg ad gæda á thessum auglýsingum
commented by Anonymous Anonymous, 4:54 PM  
Ekki veit eg afhverju thu aetlar ad ferdast alla thessa leid til Berlin, thegar Heidar getur sungid oll thessi log med anthony jafn vel og hann, ef ekki betur, eins og hann syndi i sumar thegar litlu kallarnir voru uppa sitt besta.

Trui samt ekki odru en Fannars lati sja sig a Kool Keith

skully
commented by Anonymous Anonymous, 2:52 PM  
Hjalli þetta er rugl hjá þér,
kool keith aka dr.dooom aka spankmaster aka robbie analog aka mathew aka doctor octagon aka keith korg aka dr.ultra aka black elvis aka rhythm x aka poppa large aka FLY RICKY THE WINE TASTER er ekki að spila fyrr en 2. nóvember!!
commented by Anonymous Anonymous, 4:00 PM  
littu kalliarnir rula!! helvitis skallinn......
mappinn kominn med nyja ibud i barcelona, rett hja olempiu sundlaug svo madur kemst loksins i gufu. babybaby.
Sesar A haettir ekki ad djamma, hringir menn ut seinnt a kvoldinn og bydur upp a tequila beint fra mexico. enda er medur tussulegur i dag.
commented by Anonymous Anonymous, 3:29 PM  

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