Sageli võtame vastu ainult teadmisi, mis kinnitavad meie varasemaid arusaamu, selle asemel, et püüda neid värskendada.
Oopium on lihtsalt halvaloomuline luksus.
Keelatud äri loob suuremad kasumivõimalused.
Olla üksi enese hooleks madala laega kambris, päevad - tusk hädaga pooleks, ööd - kõik unetuseklambris. On see kerge või raske ? Arvake ise ära! Teiste ees kanname maske, huulil naeratuse pära.
Mu viimne pide eluga on värsiread. Ma kirjutan. Ei küsi, on nad halvad, head. Nad varjupaigaks mulle on hingepaki eest ning soojendavaks sütepaisteks eluleest, sest iga kirjutatud sõna, koma, mõttejoon mind lubab tunnetada; elan, loon. Et olen inimene, keda toetab taip, ja mitte enne surma elav laip.
Mu viimne pide eluga on värsiread. Ma kirjutan. Ei küsi, on nad halvad, head. Nad varjupaigaks mulle on hingepaki eest ning soojendavaks sütepaisteks eluleest, sest iga kirjutatud sõna, koma, mõttejoon mind lubab tunnetada; elan, loon. Et olen inimene, keda toetab taip, ja mitte enne surma elav laip.
Muia.
Laws & rules inside the system. Old friends, old victims. Never mind the limits, first-class tickets, memorized the digits, all clear & vivid. Free the spirit - one move, one minute, never knew why & who did it ? LA committed, stay proud, admit it. Lot of feelings locked inside, tired of hiding, try to survive in these hard times. Confused and forgotten, just realized, it's the bottom, hold your distance, no more trouble, less resistance. Blow the bubble, have a drink.. make it double.. ice cubes and broken glass, liquor fumes, hot seats, first class. Funky beats make us mad, you're now too deep, can't go back.
Some call it coke, some call it dope, but if you're broke, there's no hope to inhale the toxic.. to be all foxy, to stay on the scene like a sex machine. It's like hot chocolate, like China white, one more round. Can I get a light ? More interactive, like a rappers delight. A junglist movement, ain't no stoppin', better stay alert, a little more hiphoppin'. Magical like Dumbledore & Mary Poppins, lyrical philosophy, switch the tune, me on the stage again, coming soon.. More rhymes, less drugs = Looney Tunes, like EZ Rollers, put you inna' positive groove. This rap gets technical every time I move. My voice is physical, kidnap that fool, stand up from the crowd, words are my food, wash off your sweat, get a little nude, you can't see me now, here's the interlude.. primitive logic, i don't need the pity, girls all pretty. City of dust wakes up when you're ready, remember my act if you rewind the track.
Some call it coke, some call it dope, but if you're broke, there's no hope to inhale the toxic.. to be all foxy, to stay on the scene like a sex machine. It's like hot chocolate, like China white, one more round. Can I get a light ? More interactive, like a rappers delight. A junglist movement, ain't no stoppin', better stay alert, a little more hiphoppin'. Magical like Dumbledore & Mary Poppins, lyrical philosophy, switch the tune, me on the stage again, coming soon.. More rhymes, less drugs = Looney Tunes, like EZ Rollers, put you inna' positive groove. This rap gets technical every time I move. My voice is physical, kidnap that fool, stand up from the crowd, words are my food, wash off your sweat, get a little nude, you can't see me now, here's the interlude.. primitive logic, i don't need the pity, girls all pretty. City of dust wakes up when you're ready, remember my act if you rewind the track.
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