Saturday, July 24, 2004

Okay. So I was going round the city with my partner, then someone called, informed about two dead bodies near the industrial park at the beach. So my friend drove real fast to get there and I put the siren on top of the car, you know those little detective sirens. As we reached the location, there was no dead body. There were two innocent looking guys and a few who looked like thugs. Turns out the two innocent looking guys were potential dead bodies. As the thugs were about to slice them with what looked like sabres, I spawned a pumpgun on my right hand and a glock on the left. I shot every fucker. Boom boom bang, like a muthafuckah.

Then I woke up.....

Took a piss, still sleepy

Then I went straight to the pc to check my downloads...

As I was sitting down looking at my soulseek

*Sniff sniff

Smells like semen

What?! I didn't fuck anyone in my dream. I didn't have a hard-on. Oh wait, I probably did, if I did, I didn't remember, I did remember taking a piss in my dream, but, oh well. Fuck. What a waste of semen..

Monday, July 19, 2004


Erm. Anyone knows the story of Vincent Van Gogh the painter? Yeah, my friend storiedddddddd to me when the Vincent song played on my changer. Hahaha, very old song, but only now did I know the story behind it.
Don Mclean - vincent (starry starry night)
Starry, starry night.
Paint your palette blue and grey,
Look out on a summer's day,
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills,
Sketch the trees and the daffodils,
Catch the breeze and the winter chills,
In colors on the snowy linen land.

Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.

Starry, starry night.
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
Swirling clouds in violet haze,
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue.
Colors changing hue, morning field of amber grain,
Weathered faces lined in pain,
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.

Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.

For they could not love you,
But still your love was true.
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night,
You took your life, as lovers often do.
But I could have told you,
Vincent,This world was never meant for one
As beautiful as you.

Starry, starry night.
Portraits hung in empty halls,
Frameless head on nameless walls,
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the strangers that you've met,
The ragged men in the ragged clothes,
The silver thorn of bloody rose,
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.

Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they're not listening still.
Perhaps they never will...
Okay here's the story shorteddddddd. It's about an artist who painted and painted, yet no one took notice, the museum didn't want to buy his paintings. It got to a point where he cut off his ears and sent it to the museum saying sell this. He eventually committed suicide in a field with his paintings. After he died, his paintings sold for millions. Sad isn't it. Okay, now the song called Vincent, at first I didn't know it was about anyone, I didn't know who vincent was, but it was a very deep deep song and I feel it so much, now that I know the story, damn, it cuts deeper, a very lovely song, I know a lot of you can connect to it, especially a lot of us who do music purely because of the music, because of the art, but will never be appreciated because we don't have that mass appeal, that mass appeal which most of the times, does not include good and honest music. BTW, a lot of the lyrics describe Vincent's paintings. Download it! Highly recommended. Peace..

Friday, July 16, 2004


Member aku suruh ah download Immortal Technique, aku download ah revolutionary vol. 1 and 2 belom dengar habes. Tapi satu lagu nih memang best ah, dia cerita, pasal tuh aku nak share lyrics dia kat sini. Aku tak tahu lah kalau ada yang nak baca. Tapi kalau baca dan faham dari mula sampai habis. Memang best, and shocking. Check it out..
Immortal Technique - dance with the devil
[Verse 1]
I once knew a nigga whose real name was William
his primary concern, was making a million
being the illest hustler, that the world ever seen
he used to fuck moviestars and sniff coke in his dreams
a corrupted young mind, at the age of thirteen
nigga never had a father and his mom was a feen
she put the pipe down, but forever yeah she was sober
her sons heart simultaneously grew colder
he started hanging out selling bags in the projects
checking the young chicks, looking for hit and run prospects
he was fascinated by material objects
but he understood money never bought respect
he build a reputation cuz he could hustle and steal
but got locked once it didn't hessitate to squeal
so criminals he chilled with didn't think he was real
you see me and niggaz like this have never been equal
I dont project my insurecurity's at other people
he feeded for props like addicts with pipes and needles
so he felt he had to proof to everyone he was evil
a fever minded young man with infinite potetial
the product of a ghetto ... capatalistic mental
coincidentally dropped out of school to sell weed
dancing with the devil, smoked until his eyes would bleed
but he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his greed

Everyone trying to be trife never face the consequences
you propably only did a month for minor offences
ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance
but then again there's always the wicked at new and advanced
dance forever with the devil on a code cell block
but thats what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock
devils used to be gods, angels that fell from the top
there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot

[Verse 2]
So Billy started robbing niggaz, anything he could do
he'd get his respect back, in the eyes of his crew
starting fights over little shit, up on the block
stepped up to selling mothers and brothers the crack rock
working overtime for making money for the crack spot
hit the jackpot and wanted to move up to cocaine
for filling the scarface fantasy stuck in his brain
tired of the block niggaz treating him the same
he wanted to be major like the cut throats and the thugs
but when he tried to step to 'em, niggaz showed him no love
they told him any motherfucking coward can sell drugs
any bitch nigga with a gun, can bust slugs
any nigga with a red shirt can front like a blood
even Puffy smoked the motherfucker up in a club
but only a real thug can stab someone till they die
standing in front of them, starring straight into their eyes
Billy realized that these men were well guarded
and they wanted to test him, before business started
suggested raping a bitch to proof he was cold hearted
so now he had a choice between going back to his life
or making money with made men, up in the cife
his dreams about cars and ice, made him agree
a hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be
and so he met them friday night at a quarter to three


[Verse 3]
They drove around the projects slow while it was raining
smoking blunts, drinking and joking for entertainment
untill they saw a woman on the street walking alone
three in the morning, coming back from work, on her way home
and so they quietly got out the car and followed her
walking through the projects, the darkness swallowed her
they wrapped her shirt around her head and knocked her onto the floor
this is it kid now you got your chance to be raw
so Billy oaked her up and grapped the chick by the hair
and dragged her into a lobby that had nobody there
she struggled hard but they forced her to go up the stairs
they got to the roof and then held her down on the ground
screaming shut the fuck up and stop moving around
the shirt covered her face, but she screamed the clouts
so Billy stomped on the bitch, until he broken her jaw
the dirty bastards knew exactly what they were doing
they kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped moving
blood leaking through the corpse, she cried silently
and then they all proceeded to rape her violently
Billy was meant to go first, but he ????? turn
ripping her up, and choking her until her throat burned
a broken jaw mumbled for god but they weren't concerned
when they were done and she was lying bloody, broken and broos
one of them niggaz pulled out a brand new twenty-two
they told him that she was a witness of what she'd gone through
and if he killed her he was guaranteed a spot in the crew
he thought about it for a minute, she was practicly dead
and so he leaned over and put the gun right to her head

(Sample from 'Survival of the Fittest' by Mobb Deep)
I'm falling and I can't turn back
I'm falling and I can't turn back

[Verse 4]
Right before he pulled the trigger, and ended her life
he thought about the cold pain with the platinum and ice
and he felt strong standing along with his new brothers
cocked the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover
but what he saw made him start the cringine studder
cuz he was starring into the eyes of his own mother
she looked back at him and cried, cuz he had forsaken her
she cried more painfully, than when they were raping her
his whole world stopped, he couldn't even contiplate
his corruption had succesfully changed his fate
and he remembered how his mom used to come home late
working hard for nothing, cuz now what was he worth
he turned away from the woman that had once given him birth
and crying out to the sky cuz he was lonely and scared
but only the devil responded, cuz god wasn't there
and right then he knew what it was to be empty and cold
and so he jumped off the roof and died with no soul
they say death take you to a better place but I doubt it
after that they killed his mother, and never spoke about it
and listen cuz the story that I'm telling is true
cuz I was there with Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom to
and now the devil follows me everywhere that I go
infact I'm sure he's standing among one of you at my shows
and every street cypher listening to little thugs flowe
he could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't know
the devil grows inside the hearts of the selvish and wicked
white, brown, yellow and black colored is not restricted
you have a self destructive destiny when your inflicted
and you'll be one of gods children and fell from the top
there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot
so when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never
because the dance with the devil might last you forever

Tuesday, July 13, 2004


KASI LAYAN - Jay-Z and Biggie - brooklyn's finest

Kuh Kuh Kuh. Aku menguap tak habis sebagai ganti kepada tidur. Kan best kalau bulah hisap oksigen macam hisap candu ataupun shisha, namean. Aku hisap je sampai pening kat kepala aku nih hilang pasal tidur berterabur, ye ah, aku takde biological clock, cuma ikutsukaical clock. Aduh peningnya, pasal bila dah terbangun susah nak tidur balik, malas nak tidur, pasal ingat senang nak tidur?! Takes effort too to sleep you know, tak tahu lah kalau aku light sleeper, dulu aku light sleeper, tapi tak tahu canna sekarang dah okay sikit, tapi nak start sleep tuh, satu hal besar.

Hidup aku bosan, kalau aku ada diary, memang aku takkan isi, memang diary tuh akan kering macam pantat, err, pantat perempuan yang takde nafsu. Kot. Hahaha. Aku kena ada girlfriend ke? Tak payahlah, sungguh best hidup macam nih, duit banyak, tak depressed, tak worried, banyak MASA untuk buat benda yang aku suka, cuma lonely and rasa macam, entah ah, kosong, but I guess this is not a good time to have a girl, susah doh. Nak buat benda aku suka dulu, unless dapat girl yang memang understanding tahap dewa, dan sangat perfect, hahaha, a girl who will go with your flow, aduh, camna nak dapat tuh. Hahaha. Selagi tak dapat mimpi jelah. Paula malai ali (air liurrrrrrrrrran).

Anyway. Kuh Kuh Kuh. Peace..

Thursday, July 08, 2004


Kan dalam Akademi Fantasia last sekali dia tendang keluar sorang, pastuh yang lain menangis semua, gila babi nye. Teringat aku pada satu benda..... Hahaha, masa kat asrama dulu, masa member aku kena buang sekolah hahaha, semua kumpul ramai-ramai, fuck kelas, selamba je kumpul kat corridor lepak, sedih ah kira, pastuh ada yang nangis, mintak maaf semua, time tuh memang bengang gila ah dengan sekolah. Hahhaa. Apa buleh buat, junior anjing, semua barua. Anyway. Peace..

Monday, July 05, 2004


Aku dok mendownload banyak movie yang aku miss tengok, kira movie-movie lama yang aku curious nak tengok lah, tapi tak pernah jumpa and all that. Here's a few :-

Dr. Strangelove
Yups, another Kubrick. This is probably one of my fav Kubrick movies. It's funny, dark comedy. It's about the nuclear war, and the scenarios are hilarious, plus, as usual symbolic/metaphorical. Real nice, I gotta say. Check it out.

Donnie Darko
Dark and moody. Pretty boring at times, in a way it's like a Kubrick movie, in the end you'll be going "What the fuck?!", see it if y'all like pondering, I'm too lazy to think. But it's okay, I guess, the mood sucks you in, gloomy and all that.

Requiem for a Dream
Hahaha. Siapa tengok nih akan bertekad tak mau jadi penagih dadah. Quite cun cameraworks and editing, cuma character kurang. Tapi best jugak, everything kinda soaks you in. It's basically a simple movie with a simple story of drug addicts, only the execution is pretty neat. Siapa minah cun tuh, Conelly, buleh tahan.

Above the Rim
Aku tengok nih pasal 2pac je. Simple je cerita nih, typical street story. 2pac seperti biasa lakonan chun walaupun watak dia very stereotypical. The rest okay je, sorang mamat cool tinggi tuh cool gak, tapi entah ah. Decent movie I guess.

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles the movie
Childhood love. Hehehe. Aku memang sayang gila kat Ninja Turtles, takyah cite ah memang aku bias, favourite aku Donatello btw. Aku menangis gak tengok cerita nih, lots of love man. Nih first punya btw, pasal aku miss tengok masa aku kecik, aku cuma dapat tengok 2 dengan 3, tapi cartoon memang tak pernah miss.

Cheech and Chong's Up In Smoke
Hahaha. Kelakar doh, Cheech mamat mexican yang berlakon dalam "Eastside LA" tuh, tahu, yang "Wassapeninnnn?!", Chong mamat tua yang high semacam dalam That 70s Show tuh, yang dulu boss mamat cool kat kedai gambar tuh. Nih cerita lama lah kan, best doh! Kelakar, hahaha, stoner dari mula sampai habis, yang Cheech kecoh gila yang Chong memang stone gila dengan cara cakap "I don't feel so good mannnn, mannn mannn", dengan penuh lemah dengan "mann" dia, hippy gila doh. Hahaha. Effortless betol dua ekor nih, macam bukan movie, macam ikut suka diaorang je. Nice.

Thursday, July 01, 2004


Wah, long time no update aaa. Nobody visits this blog anyway so fuck it.

"Anyway" - Quasimoto

Erm, Portugal beat Holland, I was quiet the whole match because I supported both (Favouring Portugal more because of Ronaldo and their excellent midfield and I don't like Nistelrooy much). Pastuh masa corner tuh kan, member aku cakap "Nih mesti goal", pastuh aku sambung ah "Ronaldo tanduk aa tuh". Whkarhkahkga. Sekali betul jadik. Serious doh. Wahkrhkahkgkahhkga.

Y'all know? Nowadays I drive at least 800K/M a week. Wuhuhu. Training, nanti nak jadi kapten kapal, gaji banyak dol. Anyway. Apa lagi nak cerita, tadi banyak masa dalam kereta, whkarhkahkga. Nanti ah, kalau datang datang ah idea doh. Peace..