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Je vous ai attendu bande de petits saligauds J'y étais entre 16h30 et 17h30 J'ai versé une^petite larme d'émotion en passant à Mannevilette [right][snapback]257447[/snapback][/right]
ca me fait penser mon chèr vik ! que la prochaine fois tu m'appelles et je viendrais aussi te voir ! moi je suis pas comme mes deux autres confrères de merdos qui n'ont aucune gratitude pour celui qui leur a payé un verre d'eau !
Et puis viens me rendre visite qd tu repasses devant Mannevillette City ! tu demande l'étable (c'est la qui y a nos étalons) et la porcherie (c'est la ou on range nos porches), et c'est bien simple entre eux deux c'est chez moi ! la grande maison avec un vigile a l'entrée et une barrière d'un maitre électrifié !
Tout le monde est par terre avec A.B ? Yeah Yeah Yeah Shaff et Jump ? Yeah ! Les dignes descendants de J.B ? Yeah ! James Brown !
J'viens du 7-6, Du funk et du vice Représente Le Havre avec mon complice On est frais comme les fruits de mer ! Sa mère ! Tu sais c'est qui James Brown ? Not' père ! Avec la cuisine au beurre, black, blanc, beur, Not' style, fait peur ! Comme ta soeur ! Les filles en sont folles, les DJ en rafollent, Tous attendent l'album de Shaff et Jump On a la soul pour les sisters, le freeze pour les misters Quand Viking débarque en Normandie, C'est le twister ! Shaff et Jump Yeah ! Not' nom c'est Brown ! Hardcore comme le nord Underground Eh cousine, on est des sex-machine ! Ramène tes copines on leur casse le jean !
{Refrain:} Shaff et Jump... La puissance du port du Havre ! Shaff et Jump Yeah ! Not' nom c'est Brown... La culture de la betterave ! Not' nom c'est Brown... du Calvados pour les braves ! Shaff et Jump Yeah ! Not' nom c'est Brown... les soeurs get up gettin' on up dans les caves
Get up stand up bouge the fonk {x4}
(Jump)
Un jour on ira à New York, ou en Amérique ! Devenir une re-sta tout comme Rivers Dick J'aurais plus d'étoiles sur hollywood boulevard Que Joël Robuchon au michelin ce guide de tocard! T'as du style ! Ouais c'est vrai ! Mais tu t'épiles !? Oh ! Comment tu le sais !?
(Shaff)
Mes pompes cartonnent, ma moustache frisonne, les filles me klaxonnent (tiding) c'est qu'ma musique est bonne ! Normandie - Californie, même combat ! Le Havre - Le Bronx, j'suis chez moi ! J'fais des jaloux, j'fais des envieux, j'fais même des meroux à la sauce bleue ! Mon nom, c'est Brown, mon ptit nom Shaff ! Représente le funky-beat made In France ! Eh cousin quand j'balance, c'est l'hystérie ! Ramène pas ta femme, elle me kiffe j'te l'dis !
{Refrain:} Shaff et Jump... La puissance du port du Havre ! Shaff et Jump Yeah ! Not' nom c'est Brown... La culture de la betterave ! Not' nom c'est Brown... du Calvados pour les braves ! Shaff et Jump Yeah ! Not' nom c'est Brown... les soeurs get up gettin' on up dans les caves
Shaff et Jump... La puissance du port du Havre ! Shaff et Jump Yeah ! Not' nom c'est Brown... La culture de la betterave ! Not' nom c'est Brown... du Calvados pour les braves ! Shaff et Jump Yeah ! Not' nom c'est Brown... les soeurs get up gettin' on up dans les caves
Je ne vois pas pourquoi je me suis cassé le ass à créer un espace de tranquilité dans la section Maui Sails alors que ce post en avait déjà toutes le qualités
purée je me suis repassé le dix avec ma fille , en hurlant "Shaff & Jump" à la place d'"alphonse brown"
Bon alors c'et vraiment trop bon ce trip........wwwouahhhhh
(les mecs cliquez sur le lien avant,et après lisez les paroles que j'ai trafiquées ......purée, ca c'est du post..... c'est incroyable ce que je peux produire comme conneries.... je m'en souvenais même plus !)
Bon j'ai vu avec ma femme..grosse négo ........samedi je navigue au havre ! Je me suis arrangé
au havre... enfin, à sainte adrese arf....arf.....
Bon j'ai vu avec ma femme..grosse négo ........samedi je navigue au havre ! Je me suis arrangé
Vous pouvez laisser votre matos à la maison les gars. Si la hyène est dans le secteur, y aura peau de bite en zef ! (Je parle d'expérience et Jenna peut confirmer)
Mary, Mary, quite contrary Now given that it is Easter, as I am writing this, our annual reminder of the violence of brutal oppressors, how could I let the opportunity go by to say a few words to Mary, the aristocrat.
I mentioned in a previous piece that Pharaoh of Egypt was completely destroyed during the collapse of the Old Kingdom, and that it took one hundred years for Pharaoh to climb back onto his throne. I also suggested that the satirical parable in Exodus is a legend which, as is typical for legends, grew more and more elaborate over the years, and refers back to the time when Pharaoh's kingdom collapsed into ruins, which would then have been a perfect time for ‘Moses' to have led a bunch of slaves out of Egypt to liberation and freedom. Legends, we know, often have some connection with a real historical event, and given the parallels that exist between elements in that legend and things recorded in Egyptian historical records of the time, I conclude that this legend refers to some real historical event, even if the legend itself is not historical, but rather is found to be a satirical parable. Even the most outlandish elements of that satire are rooted in real history. We are told that the magicians of Egypt had a magic contest with Moses, doing such stunts as using their magical spells to turn a stick into a live serpent. This is satire of Egyptian religion, which was based upon magical rituals performed by priests, who wrote large books full of magic spells. The point of the satire was that all the magic of those Egyptians was not powerful enough to allow them to keep their slaves, nor was it powerful enough to save Pharaoh or stop those disasters that happened to Pharaoh's kingdom back in those days.
It turns out that even familiar fairy tales, which are also legends, are rooted in real historical events. For example we have all heard the one about ‘Mary, Mary, quite contrary, how does your garden grow...with pretty maidens all in a row.' Now people think of that as a children's nursery rhyme, and the only reason a poem like that could be considered a nursery rhyme today is that people have forgotten the history behind the legend. You see, Mary was an aristocrat and she was also a lesbian, and they were outing her. Now outing a lesbian might seem like vicious act, until you realize that the aristocrats of those times were peddling the exorbitant piety and extravagant spirituality of religion, with all its pomp and splendor, while at the same time they were cynically peddling the fig leaf that went along with that maudlin display of exaggerated piety. This did not mean that the aristocracy was much interested in such religion themselves, for you see, Mary was busy lining up pretty little maidens all in a row. The stupidity of religion was just a tool of the aristocracy used to muddle the heads of the lumpen masses of peasants they were oppressing and exploiting, and so therefore Mary was outed to expose the hypocrisy of that whole rotten system and the hypocritical fraud of that religion, which was the religion of the aristocracy only in the sense that it was their tool.
Yes, Mary was quite contrary all right, but that didn't stop her nor did it stop her priests from cynically peddling that fig leaf But then Mary and her priests were just vicious oppressors of the human race, and that fig leaf was just one more in a long line of such ruthless attacks on humanity. For that particular attack Mary preferred to out source the job to priests because she knew that for some reason humanity is quite gullible when it comes to frocked up imposters posing as ‘men of God', and therefore they will do just about anything, no matter how stupid, if a priest told them to, and this was then a way of making sure that they never did anything to Mary, such as tie Mary up and then rob her house. As you would know the advice of Joshua was that if you want to overcome a strong oppressor, first you must tie him up, and then once he has been well knotted, you can rob the oppressors house. Mary had priests in her service you see, because she didn't care much for that Joshua, and she preferred ‘Jesus' and his priests instead, because she knew with them on the job she wouldn't have to ever worry about being tied up and robbed and that she could be free to oppress humanity for at least another two thousand years, provided that evangelists kept busy and people kept accepting Jesus into their hearts, becoming the type of people who wore fig leaves and never tied anyone up, which was the whole idea behind the invention of that elaborate orthodox religion in the first place.
If you study the archeological record you will find that religion is always found sitting beside the throne. When Christianity came along Mary thought it was just another religion, and the priests thought so as well, and thus we found Mary inviting priests to share her throne, and we find priests accepting the invitation.
Now, oh Mary, what will you do? You took the bait, Mary, and now what will you do? You never expected to get caught out, now did you Mary? How will you get into the Garden, Mary, how will you get into the Garden now? You discovered that the secret to success was ruthlessness and wickedness. After all, look how far evil took you Mary, and no one was able to remove you from your throne. But you didn't put enough thought into what you were doing, Mary, nor did you or your priests ever stop to think about how it would all turn out at the end of it all. Now how will you get into the Garden, Mary, how will you get into the Garden now? The source of your great power was terror and the threat of death which you held like a sword over the necks of the oppressed of the earth, as you threatened to expel them from the Garden forever and plunge them into ever lasting darkness. Now how will you be judged, Mary. How will you get into the Garden now?
A fire burns in Babylon a spark will soon ignite Burning flame of Jah light a fire that will purify Wipe away the city's lies reducing fortunes into ash Tear apart your useless mask Nowhere left for you to hide Damned for your foolish pride Chant down Babylon Chant down Babylon
Revelations time is now Your world will crumble to the ground Final judgement now has come this is armageddon
A eulogy for the modern man enslaved and devoured By the strength of it's demands A eulogy for the modern man hide your head and cower Or be struck down where you stand
To advance in truth and rights To advance in love and light The path of righteousness is leading The songs of I and I are pleading In the grace pf Mt. Zion With the strength og a lion All barriers shall be broken All heart alight and open A fire burns in Babylon your world will burn A fire burns in Babylon you world is burning down