Je hoeft me niet te zeggen hoe ik leven moet
Ik hoef toch niet te leven zoals jij dat doet
Ik kom niet aan 't jouwe, jij komt niet aan 't mijne
Ik laat je in je waarde laat je mij dan in 't mijne
Je hoeft me niet te zeggen hoe ik leven moet
Voor mijn part loop ik buiten in m'n ondergoed
Of in m'n blote reet, dat is mij om 't even
Zo lang ik maar gezond ben en plezier heb in 't leven
En dan kijken ze verwonderd dat ze constant bloedneuzen krijgen 
Raving nightmare : Stygmatised 16/07/2005 Jackie
ikke
Jonathan,juist in gang gekomen
het was een zeer leuk feestjuh,
Project Hardcore in Antwerpen 04/06/2005
de twee maften (G.H.C.)lonsdale-hooli
(G.H.C.) en ik bijéén
@ Project: Hardcore 04/06/2005
Maar het was er wel warm
DE HARDCORE
...
DE HARDE KERN
...
DE ONDERGROND
Im Telling You, This Kid Is Wicked Dumb!
Incorporate The Message You're Beyond
And That's For Thinkin You Can take Me Down?
Lyric For Lyric,
Your Fat Ass Would Have More Of A Chance In A Straight-Off Fight
Yo ,You Fuckin Wanna Be Called A Gangster?
You Disgust Me. But The Truth Is, You're As Bitch As All People
You Aint A Killer ,Understand That!?
Pull Back To Gimmick,
Paint Your Face If It Makes You Feel Wicked,
But The Bottom Line Is This:
You're A Bitch And I Can Break Your Pride Ánd Bones In A Minute.
Dissin You Wasn't Even Worth Production,
In Either Physical Or Verbal Pullback.
I Beat You Like Precussion.
You're A Fat-Whacked Motherfucker.
† End Of Discussion! †
Carl Orff - Carmina Burana
Fortuna Imperatrix Mundi Fortune, Empress of the World
O Fortuna (Chorus) O Fortune
O Fortuna O Fortune,
velut luna like the moon
statu variabilis, you are changeable,
semper crescis ever waxing
aut decrescis; and waning;
vita detestabilis hateful life
nunc obdurat first oppresses
et tunc curat and then soothes
ludo mentis aciem, as fancy takes it;
egestatem, poverty
potestatem and power
dissolvit ut glaciem. it melts them like ice.
Sors immanis Fate - monstrous
et inanis, and empty,
rota tu volubilis, you whirling wheel,
status malus, you are malevolent,
vana salus well-being is vain
semper dissolubilis, and always fades to nothing,
obumbrata shadowed
et velata and veiled
michi quoque niteris; you plague me too;
nunc per ludum now through the game
dorsum nudum I bring my bare back
fero tui sceleris. to your villainy.
Sors salutis Fate is against me
et virtutis in health
michi nunc contraria, and virtue,
est affectus driven on
et defectus and weighted down,
semper in angaria. always enslaved.
Hac in hora So at this hour
sine mora without delay
corde pulsum tangite; pluck the vibrating strings;
quod per sortem since Fate
sternit fortem, strikes down the string man,
mecum omnes plangite! everyone weep with me!
