Rev.Reverence

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You Are 26% Evil A bit of evil lurks in your heart, but you hide it well. In some ways, you are the most dangerous kind of evil. YUP....that's me...with the tattered grey robe on.....

"Khaki Suit" Yeah! Yes mi lion me name Jr. Gong Mi unique DJ, dread Whatch ya [Verse:] Well a me name Jr.Gong Me seh look how mi natty tall Who nuh know me from dem see me Me a living top-a-nor Clarky boot and khaki suit You think me go a Calabar Well pitty dem nuh know seh every dreadlocks is a star Ever quick with the lyrics we never quit when we talk Fi get hit you haffi fit equipped fi spit a fire ball City fit inna mi grip and me a squeeze it till it small Every itty little bitty drip till none nuh left at all Go flipitty lippy Philip fi mine how him a talk No pity like yosemite sam when time when we a war so dem better know wi' vehicle and dem better mark wi' car And keep a distance__ cause man will full y'uh face a scar You go run fi the and dem a par And you run fi the country man dem but a we and dem a par We a bun' some ganja spliff weh build up bigger then cigar. [Chorus:] Watch ya dread Flash it, flash it, Dreadlocks Bim! [Verse:] And politican a drive dem car tell dem nuh teer come over here When when dem touch down pon the ends You only hear seh war declare Man clap inna town And man a clap it inna square and whole heap a skull a bore and then whole heap a flesh tear Wait! Some man a run down grammy fi di gunman fi the year And a weh mek poor people haffi live it inna fear One shirt deh pon dem and dem nuh have nothing more fi wear And man one desert a done and still cannot afford a pair Cannot find nuh vasoline fi moisturize dem daughter hair And the bulla price a rise and it nuh dearer than the pear An' a so mi get fi know seh heads a government nuh care Cause the money them a share, a crate a Guiness, crate a beer Cannot pay your little pickney school fee come to end a year Tell the youth dem seh fi get them education and prepare Ras Tafari nah go give nuh man no more than he can bear Catch a fire, it a bun' so tell the 'tican dem beware [Chorus:] Flash it, Flash it, Flash it, Dreadlocks Flash it, Flash it, Flash it BIM!

...le a vin' the house... (edit)

My Posse's On Broadway ~ Sir-Mix-A-Lot Get The Fuck Out Of My House ~ 2 Live Crew (the things I listen to when I am alone sometimes)

YAY!!

Quite the civil move Gaf...I applaud you.....I got it first time around (I guess I'm not 'people'; the Goat thanx the Horse...I think) It was a hypothetical analogy...it's points were clear.....& I know IORE & that is not how he does.....but I know many do (difference between "good" & "bad" for a promoter)..... I don' get it either... NO! NO! NO! Bad, bad, IORE.....the spirit that this country was founded on is THE ABILITY TO CHANGE WITH THE TIMES...doing so enables us to not fall behind.....CURRENT PROBLEM.....CORRUPTION.....of the hearts & minds of far to many peoples.....they kept takin'...never gave...NOW..as we may all reap the benefits of Christs sacrifice; we to must share in the clean-up of this grand mess (that you will probably not be surprised to find the problems are in fact much deeper than $ & gay marriage).... (last line for my readers)

..they have no love for me. ...from the top to the bottom...US car makers are money grubbers...I was speakin' with an ex-union guy...union has evolved into another corporation dude...it is their own damned fault demanding $20/hour.....it is the Big3 that sent the jobs out...& it was the middle management not havin' enough balls to speak up when they see that it is destroying the company...it is the lunch lady's fault for not slippin' the corrupt bastards cyanyde...where's HH when you need her famous cookies recipe? <not quite half kidding>

..I goto veggie store...come home...goto the hardware store (for to craft me fire staff for fire dance)...goto laundry (quick load)...goto food store.... ...I'll be in & out all day....geez...I'm gonna' feel like a 'fuck' after today!

G~Cool...

Boys-n-the-hood ~ Easy-E

Fo' sho'!

..slightly sleepy...

I watched to much Benny Hill in me formative years...

..oh...no thanx Luv.....I am feelin' far to creative for even virtual hugs this moment...

...that's not it breakin'...it WAS broken long ago.. *GOTH POSE* ...THAT...is the "healing itch" you are feeling.

SWEET! Let's go!

They ain't gonna' let no 500 peoples in at once...no matter how quiet we be...

Really? I mean...really, really?

SNAP!

..you feel.....procrastinatory Real word thought it then looked it up.......it was there NOW..I feel smart