Effing Rest…

Sa wakas, it’s weekend again. Makakapagpahinga na ulit…

Song of the Day – Carly Smithson’s Come Together

Love this chick… And her voice, WOW!!!

Come Together

Here come old flattop he come grooving up slowly
He got joo-joo eyeball he one holy roller
He got hair down to his knee
Got to be a joker he just do what he please
He wear no shoeshine he got toe-jam football
He got monkey finger he shoot coca-cola
He say “I know you, you know me”
One thing I can tell you is you got to be free
Come together right now over me
He bag production he got walrus gumboot
He got Ono sideboard he one spinal cracker
He got feet down below his knee
Hold you in his arms ya you can feel his disease
Come together right now over me
He roller-coaster he got early warning
He got muddy water he one mojo filter
He say “One and one and one is three”
Got to be good-looking ’cause he’s so hard to see
Come together right now over me

Lyrics from LyricsMania.com

Quote Unquote

I’m sure if there is something out there looking down on us, from somewhere else in the universe, they’re wise enough to stay away from us.
- Gil Grisome, CSI

Song of the Day – Slipknot’s Duality

Something to wake me up… GISING LA!!!

Duality

I push my fingers into my eyes…
It’s the only thing that slowly stops the ache…
But it’s made of all the things I have to take…
Jesus, it never ends, it works it’s way inside…
If the pain goes on…
Aaaaaaaah!

I have screamed until my veins collapsed
I’ve waited as my time’s elapsed
Now, all I do is live with so much hate
I’ve wished for this, I’ve bitched at that
I’ve left behind this little fact:
You cannot kill what you did not create
I’ve gotta say what I’ve gotta say
And then I swear I’ll go away
But I can’t promise you’ll enjoy the noise
I guess I’ll save the best for last
My future seems like one big past
You’re left with me ’cause you left me no choice

I push my fingers into my eyes
It’s the only thing that slowly stops the ache
If the pain goes on,
I’m not gonna make it!

Put me back together
Or separate the skin from bone
Leave me all the Pieces, then you can leave me alone
Tell me the reality is better than the dream
But I found out the hard way,
Nothing is what it seems!

I push my fingers into my eyes
It’s the only thing that slowly stops the ache
But it’s made of all the things I have to take
Jesus, it never ends, it works it’s way inside
If the pain goes on,
I’m not gonna make it!

All I’ve got…all I’ve got is insane…
All I’ve got…all I’ve got is insane…
All I’ve got…all I’ve got is insane!
All I’ve got…all I’ve got is insane!

I push my fingers into my eyes
It’s the only thing that slowly stops the ache
But it’s made of all the things I have to take
Jesus, it never ends, it works it’s way inside
If the pain goes on,
I’m not gonna make it!

Lyrics from AZLyrics.com

Champion!

UBUNTU!!! I am, because we are!

The battle cry of the Boston Celtics as they trampled on the Los Angeles Lakers to win the 2008 NBA Championship the good ol’ Celtics-way, by showing Kobe and his boys what supremacy is all about. It was a definite blowout as the Green Machines crushed the Golden Boys with a 39-point massacre, 131-92.

How sweet it must have been for the Celtics as they receive their 17th title, this 17th of June in their new home at the TD Banksworth Garden.

Song of the Day – Puff Daddy’s Can’t Nobody Hold Me Down

Para sa Lakers… Hindi niyo kaya Celtics…

Can’t Nobody Hold Me Down

[Puff] Ahe he
[Mase] Yo turn me up in the headphones
[Puff] Like that?
[Mase] Yeah
[Puff] Bad Boy… we ain’t gon’ stop

[Verse One: Mase]

Now with Sean on the hot track, melt like it’s hot wax
Put it out, all the stores, bet you could shop that (that’s right)
Leave a nigga with a hot hat, fronting like
Bad Boy ain’t got tracks (nigga stop that)
There’s no guy slicker than this young fly nigga
Nickel-nine nigga, floss you die quicker (uh-huh)
This fed time outta town pie flipper
Turn Cristal into a Crooked I sipper
Everbody want to be fast, see the cash
Fuck around they weak staff, get a heat rash
Anything in Bad Boy way we smash (we smash)
Hundred G stash, push a bulletproof E-Class (ehehe)
I’m through with bein a player and a baller
Just want me one bad bitch so I can spoil her
Mase wanna be the one you respect, even when you’re vexed
Rock Versace silks over spilled brunette
Got green never seen so you suck my jewels
Clutch my uz’, anything I touch I bruise
Puff make his own laws, nigga fuck your rules (that’s right)
Goodfellas, you know you can’t touch us dudes

[Chorus: Puff, Mase]

[Puff] Don’t push us, cause we’re close to the, edge
[Puff] We’re tryin, not to lose our heads, a-hah hah hah hah

[Mase] I get the feelin sometime that make me wonder
Why you wanna take us under
[Puff] Why you wanna take us under
[repeat 2X]

[Mase] Can’t nobody take my pride
[Puff] Uh uh, uh uh
[Mase] Can’t nobody hold me down… ohh no
I got to keep on movin

[Verse Two: Mase]

Broken glass everywhere [glass shatters]
if it ain’t about the money, Puff, I just don’t care (that’s right)
I’m that Goodfella fly guy, sometimes wiseguys
Spend time in H-A-W-A-I-I
(Mase can you please stop smoking lah lah?)
Puff why try? I’m a thug, I’ma die high
I be out in Jersey, puffin Hershey
Brothers ain’t worthy to rock my derby
Though I’m never drugged, I’m the venom in the club, G
Though I know the thug be wantin to slug me (uh-huh)
Could it be I move as smoove as Bugsy? (yeah)
Or be at the bar with too much bubbly? (c’mon)
Yo I think it must be the girls want to lust me
Or is it simply the girls just love me
Brothers wanna: rock the Rolls, rock my clothes
Rock my ice, pull out Glocks, stop my life (uhh)
I’m like, “Damn, how these niggaz got they trust?
Used to be my man, how you gonna plot on my wife?”
Do you think you snake me, cause they hate me?
Or he got his Ph.D; Player Hater’s Degree? (Ahaha!)

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Mase]

Quit that! (uh-huh) You a big cat? (yeah)
Where your chicks at? (yeah) Where your whips at? (where dey at?)
Wherever you get stacks, I’ma fix that
Everything that’s big dreams, I did that (that’s right)
Don’t knock me cause you’re boring
I’m record sales soaring (*whistling*) straight touring
Simply a lot of men be wantin to hear me
cause their words just don’t offend me (uh-uh, uh-uh)
We spend cheese, in the West Indies
Then come home to plenty cream Bentleys (ahehe)
You name it, I could claim it
Young, black, and famous, with money hanging out the anus
And when you need a hit, who you go and get? (who?)
Bet against us? Not a sure bet
We make hits that’ll rearrange your whole set (that’s right)
and got a Benz that I ain’t even drove yet

[Chorus]

[Mase] Can’t nobody take my pride
[Puff] Uh-uh, uh-uh
[Mase] Can’t nobody hold me down… ohh no
[Puff] I got to keep on movin (keep it movin)
[repeat to fade]

Lyrics from AZLyrics.com

Why…

…can’t I think of anything today? Or for the past few months? I need inspiration. I need life.

Song of the Day – Lamb of God’s Laid to Rest

BASAG!!!

Laid to Rest

If There Was A Single Day I Could Live,
A Single Breath I Could Take,
I’d Trade All The Others Away.

The Blood’s On The Wall,
So You Might As Well Just Admit It.
And Bleach Out The Stains,
Commit To Forgetting It.
You’re Better Off Empty And Blank,
Then Left With A Single Pathetic Trace Of This.

Smother Another Failure
Lay This To Rest

Controle Yourself,
You’re Better Alone,
Destroy Yourself,
See Who Gives A Fuck.

Absorb Yourself,
You’re Better Alone,
Destroy Yourself.

I’ll Chain You To The Truth,
For The Truth Shall Set You Free.
I’ll Turn The Screws Of Vengeance,
And Bury You With Honesty.

I’ll Make All Your Dreams Come To Life,
And Slay Them As Quickly As They Came,

Smother Another Failure
Lay This To Rest

Controle Yourself,
You’re Better Alone,
Destroy Yourself,
See Who Gives A Fuck.

Absorb Yourself,
You’re Better Alone,
Destroy Yourself.

See Who Gives A Fuck

FAILURE
If There Was A Day I Could Live,
If There Was A Single Breath I Could Take,
I’d Trade All The Others Away,
I’d Trade All The Others Away.

Lyrics from Sing365.com

Monday Drag

F*ck! This day is so boring! I just want it to end… Too much work…

Song of the Day – Wolfgang’s No Falter

Heavy! To wake me up on this boring Monday…

No Falter

I opened up my head again to uh
Opened up my head again to uh
A child born alive, crying with no eyes
Opened up my head again to

Take ‘em out, take ‘em down
One by one, no falter
Time has come, the secret’s out
Take ‘em down
Desperate times you cut your teeth on everyone’s lies
Another baby born, another baby dies
In these desperate times
Still we hold our heads up high
Like we could never fall
But everytime we try
The black mantra calls

I opened up my head again to uh
And let the waters come rushing in
The signing of the times, her writing is defined
Opened up my head again to…

Take ‘em out, take ‘em down
One by one, no falter
Time has come, the secret’s out
Take ‘em down
Desperate times you cut your teeth on everyone’s lies
Another baby born, another baby dies
In these desperate times

Take ‘em out, take ‘em down
One by one, no falter
Time has come, the secret’s out take ‘em down
No falter
No falter
No falter
These are desperate times…

Lyrics from Lyrics007.com