Gaikyou reinen, monogoto wa fakku chijou desu.
Situation Normal, All fucked up
Sumimasen, nihongo ga yoku wakarimas, jouzuu jaarimasen.
So don't worry about me
Anta wa nihongo ga wakarimassen ne? Hahaha, chotto wa kutabare.
I'm just the ghost of christmas past

Wake up kids
We've got the dreamers disease

Nihilistic mystics
Apostolic alcoholics
Messianic manics
Cataclysmic and prolific
Refuse is our inspiration
Terrorism our trade
Sabotage and piracy
Chaos our mental state


NO ONE TOUCH THAT DOG, I'M HAVING THAT FOR MY FUCKING DINNER

I'll remember one thing, I'll remember us.
This box ain't big enough for my life story, who you kidding?
I live for art. Music, Drawing, Sound, Visuals. It's a simple concept but it's all about how you do it. You control the flow, you control the timing, thats a responsibility that will make you glow or crash and burn. But whatever happens, whatever it is, I'll still think you're on fire. STOP DROP AND ROLL NIGGER!

I'm on this page 'cause I know lots of niggers in this piece. I'm half native, half white. 'British' if you want it to get complicated. You dutch bastard.

I do homeschool, and I suck at it. But theres no art to the world of education. People try to make learning fun. But you forget, if you're learning it's not fun. And if you're having fun you're not learning. I tried mixing fun and learning once and some fucker stole my PSP.

And when he tried to be part of it, The first thing that sprang to mind was "Get the fuck outta here you double-teaming cocksucker, who invited you?"

So if you haven't peaced it together yet, Life is about living it, not trying uselessly to fix it up in all it's fucked up splendor and glory for someone else like you're having company over for fucken' Tea. You live life once, and that's it. Recline your chair, light that cigarette, you're a star. Don't collide with another planet and you'll be fine. So if you need me, I can't be reached, I'll be parked on the couch with my feet up relaxing, Send me a postcard, And I'll read the caption.

I am the "who" when you call, "Who's there?"
I am the wind blowing through your hair
I am the shadow on the moon at night
Filling your dreams to the brim with fright

Fuck your exclamation marks Nigga! Fuck. Your. Exclamation. Marks!

So I don't use Nexopia anymore but I'm not deleting my page either just to piss people off so there
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These are my sisters and I'll throw down for em anyday

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It's a subculture. It's a fashion. It's a belief. It's a film genre. Cigarettes, Gasmasks, Trenchcoats, Mirrored Shades, Decrepit buildings, flaming barrels, cold steel, frayed wires. When the world turns to shit we'll be the first to smile about it. It's dystopic science fiction, behind this much leather, flesh and machine have no distinction.

Drugs
Weed. You can pipe it, bubble it, blade it, eat it, wrap it in paper or throw it in a gasmask. Mushrooms make you see colors, the shadows dance for you and the sparkles beneath the waves wiggle and wave at your passing. Codeine Makes your jaw loose, talking is your new favorite thing, but if you don't stop scratching your skins gonna go raw. Salvia tastes like Dryfish and makes you run faster than a horse, the flys get real loud and your arm might become a tree. Meds make everyone around you less stupid and drinking alot more fun.

Drinking
Crown Royal & Red Bull = Red Crown, breakfast of Champions. Are you Champion? Gibsons Finest & Dr Pepper. Alize & Jack Daniels. Royal Reserve & Coca Cola. Canadian, Kokanee, Molson, Budweiser, but no Pilsner! Coolers? Better be Vex... And if you're kickin' a 40 on your porch, Axehead or Black Label gets you drunk and Colt 45 tastes better.

Music
If you have no talent you can still call yourself a Musician. I'd like to learn more about the Guitar and I'm pretty damn fine at Harmonica. Everyone knew how to play harmonica when they were a kid but for the love of god, don't try show me up now, you're just gonna look stupid.

Animals
Cats need to shed less, Dogs need to stop barking, Lizards need some warmth in thier blood, Rodents need smaller teeth, birds need to up the shut fuck, and monkeys need to wear Tuxedo's and serve me Martini's.

Counterstrike
I rank about 2.2/3.0 on average. My favorite handgun is the Desert Eagle, my favorite guns are the FAMAS assault rifle and the Heckler & Koch MP5 Submachine Gun. I like to listen to Country, Death Metal & Hardcore Niggerbeats while I shoot people. This is one of my favorite past-times.

Wapanese
I speak a wee bit of Japanese, enough to get me through the country whenever I go there. I don't listen to J-Pop, my walls aren't covered in scrolls and I don't eat with chopsticks. Pocky is yummy and Anime is cool and if you disagree I'll call you vulgar things in another language.

Free your mind

Don't say you love me, I might do something stupid like believe it

Complainers
Everybody likes to compare problems and the egocentric like to believe they have the worst out of everyone elses. People like to compare scars and the self-centred only like to look at thier scars. If you didn't do it why were you the first one to jump on the defensive? The greatest fault is failure to recognize ones own.

Bunk Party's
If I walk across town to chill I will drink all your booze if it means getting drunk. If your party sucks cock it ain't my fault, don't waste my time and your money.

Busting my knuckles
Listen, I'd be more than happily obliged to bust your fucking lip open, but my knuckles are in bad shape as is from the last motherfucker that didn't learn.

Blood on my carpet
It took more than gingerale to get that shit out. So quit bleeding on my floor, if you weren't a fucking dunce you wouldn't be there in the first place.

Getting my lip busted
It's all fun and games til' I can taste my blood. Then I'll be tasting your blood soon enough.

Too much Prozac
Yes, you CAN get beaten up for being too nice.

Peeps who don't know me
Yeah. I'm not a big guy. In fact I got pencil arms. But when your mom is a registered killer, when you were born in the Northwest Territory's where brown is brown, where houses are still made of logs and you learn to pick a lock when you're 13, when you stab your first punk when your in grade 6, when one of your brothers has one eye and the other has bullet scars, you learn how to take care of yourself. Face the facts, you're a rapper, I'm a killer.

Clownwalkers
Who in the fuck decided they're important enough to rename the CRIP walk? I ain't a crip and I'm no fucking Clown, I just dance, leave it at that.

Fuck Grudges.

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