K-Hole

Jump Around

Get up, pack it in, let me beginI came to win, battle me that's a sinI won't tear the sack up, punk you'd better back upTry and play the role and the whole crew will act up

Get up, stand up, come on, throw your hands upIf you've got the feelin' jump across the ceilin'Muggs is a funk fest, someone's talkin' junkYo, I'll bust 'em in the eye and then I'll take the punks home

Feel it, funk it, amps it are junkin'And I got more rhymes than there's cops that are dunkin'Donuts shop, sure 'nuff I got props from the kids on the HillPlus my mom and my popsI came to get down, I came to get downSo get out your seats and jump around

Jump around, jump up and get downJump around, jump aroundJump up and get downJump up, jump up and get down

Jump, jump, jumpJump, jump, jumpJump, jump, jumpJump, jump, jumpJump, jump, jumpJump, jump

I'll serve your ass like John McEnroeIf your girl steps up, I'm smackin' the hoeWord to your moms I came to drop bombsI got more rhymes than the Bible's got Psalms

And just like the Prodigal Son I've returnedAnyone steppin' to me you'll get burned'Cause I got lyrics and you ain't got noneSo if you come to battle bring a shotgun

But if you do you're a fool, 'cause I duel to the deathTry and step to me you'll take your last breathI gots the skill, come get your fill'Cause when I shoot ta give, I shoot to killI came to get down, I came to get downSo get out your seats and jump around

Jump around, jump up and get downJump around, jump aroundJump up and get downJump up, jump up and get downJump, jump

Listen to the sound that pounds, I jump aroundI'm no clown, I get downTo the funk, listen to the wig outAnd step to the rear, dear, 'cause I'm here

The P to the E to the T E rockin'The runs in your stockin'So hon, put the lock inChillin' with the House Of PainBlood stains the ground, huh, I jump around

I'm the cream of the crop, I rise to the topI never eat a pig 'cause a pig is a copOr better yet a Terminator, like Arnold SchwarzeneggerTry'n to play me out like as if my name was Sega

But I ain't going out like no punk bitchGet used to one style and you know I might switchIt up up and around, then buck, buck you downPut out your head then you wake up in the Dawn of the Dead

I'm comin' to get ya, comin' to get yaSpittin' out lyrics homie I'll wet yaI came to get down, I came to get downSo get out your seats and jump around

Jump around, jump up and get downJump around, jump aroundJump up and get downJump up, jump up and get down

Jump, jump, jumpJump, jump, jumpJump, jump, jump...


Mc MoldyCHum

Sale alla Testa?

Il Sale ha effetti collaterali? Credo di si, ho conosciuto diversi pescatori un po' fuori dalle righe, altri stravaganti, altri ancora solamente pazzi, quindi credo sia possibile che inalare iodio e sale può avere strani effetti..

Questo ho pensato dopo aver visionato questo video che mi ha girato il mitico anzi mitologico EP noto balens, non conosco l'autore di questo rap ma sono rimasto senza parole per il beat e per le rime veramente originali, peccato che le foto che accompagnano la musica siano a mio parere brutte e tristi ma questo é una mia opinione.... Comunque sia complimenti per l'idea originale

Music for the Week KM =0

Memória de Peixe

Keine Lust

Ich hab' keine Lust
Ich hab' keine Lust
Ich hab' keine Lust
Ich hab' keine Lust

Ich habe keine Lust mich nicht zu hassen
Hab' keine Lust mich anzufassen
Ich hätte Lust zu onanieren
Hab' keine Lust es zu probieren
Ich hätte Lust mich auszuziehen
Hab' keine Lust mich nackt zu sehen

Ich hätte Lust mit großen Tieren
Hab' keine Lust es zu riskieren
Hab' keine Lust vom Schnee zu gehen
Hab' keine Lust zu erfrieren

Ich hab' keine Lust
Ich hab' keine Lust
Ich hab' keine Lust
Nein ich hab' keine Lust

Ich habe keine Lust etwas zu kauen
Denn ich hab' keine Lust es zu verdauen
Hab' keine Lust mich zu wiegen
Hab' keine Lust im Fett zu liegen

Ich hätte Lust mit großen Tieren
Hab' keine Lust es zu riskieren
Hab' keine Lust vom Schnee zu gehen
Hab' keine Lust zu erfrieren
Ich bleibe einfach liegen
Und wieder zähle ich die Fliegen
Lustlos fasse ich mich an
Und merke bald ich bin schon lange kalt
So kalt, mir ist kalt...
so kalt, mir ist kalt

Mir ist kalt, so kalt
Mir ist kalt, so kalt
Mir ist kalt, so kalt
Mir ist kalt

Ich hab' keine Lust

quale è il vero significato di questo video?

un accusa contro il grasso consumismo occidentale?

una presa in giro del presunto popolo ariano? 
quel che sarà, ma a me piace il riff 

The Hook,The Hook, The Hook Is On Fireeeee

The Fishing Hip Hop Musik

Ho sempre avuto una passione per la Musica Rap, sin da quando ero "giovine" ricordo che tutto inizio con una musicassetta dei Run DMC, amavo quel disco e ricordo di essere riuscito a consumare quel terribile e odioso supporto musicale, oggi nel mio solito giro sul corroborante MoldyChum trovo questa notizia molto interessante, il soggetto è Prof Mike Morazzini, un giovane  insegnate  di Biologia di Milford con due passioni la Pesca Sportiva e la musica Rap, questo Professore che in tanti di noi avremmo voluto avere, ha recentemente rilasciato un CD con 12 track dal Titolo "Angler Talk"che potete trovare come vedete  in vendita su Itunes

In "Angler Talk", la canzone che da il titolo all'album se state attenti potete trovare un testo con termini che per noi Anglers sono pane quotidiano, "ANgler Anxiety" invece prende spunto dall'ansia che colpisce Mr Mike quando non riesce ad andare a pesca per troppo tempo, ma ci sono molti pezzi interessanti come "Take a Cast" di cui vedete il video qua sotto

Mc Morazzini ha delle qualità non indifferenti sia come Rapper che come Angler visto le prede nei suoi video, finalmente si potrebbero vedere dei video di pesca con una musica adeguata! 

Gustatevi questo altro pezzo 

Beh io mi compro il cd per ascoltarlo nelle trasferte, complimenti a Mc Mike e grazie come sempre al Mitico Brian ChieF oF MoldyChum se volete guardare il sito ufficiale del Fish Rapper basta andare su  Angler's Music dove potete vedere anche un testimonial d'eccezione!!!

MusicFoRthEwEeK

Lazy yellow moon coming up tonight 

Shining through the trees

Crickets are singing

And the lightning bugs are floating on the breeze

Baby get ready

Across the field where the creek turns back

By the old stump road

Im going to take you to a special place

That nobody knows

Baby get ready

Ooo ooo ooo

You and me going fishing in the dark

Lying on our backs and counting the stars

Where the cool grass grows

Down by the river in the full moon light

We’ll be falling in love in the middle of the night

Just moving slow

Staying the whole night through

Feels so good to be with you

Spring is almost over and the summers comin

The days are getting long

Waited all winter for the time to be right

Just to take you along

Baby get ready

And it don’t matter if we sit forever

And the fish don’t bite

Jump in the river and cool ourselves 

from the heat of the night

Baby get ready

Ooo ooo ooo

You and me going fishin in the dark

Lying on our backs and counting the stars

Where the cool grass grows

Down by the river in the full moon light

We’ll be falling in love in the middle of the night

Just moving slow

Staying the whole night through

Feels so good to be with you

And me going fishing in the dark

Lying on our backs and counting the stars

Where the cool grass grows

Down by the river in the full moon light

We’ll be falling in love in the middle of the night

Just moving slow

You and me going fishin’ in the dark 

Lying on our backs and counting the stars

Where the cool grass grows

You and me going fishin in the dark

++MusicForTheWeek+++

Sell the kids for food

Weather changes moods

Spring is here again

Reproductive glands

He’s the one

Who likes all our pretty songs

And he likes to sing along

And he likes to shoot his gun

But he knows not what it means

Knows not what it means

when I say

He’s the one

Who likes all our pretty songs

And he likes to sing along

And he likes to shoot his gun

But he knows not what it means

Knows not what it means

when I say yeeeaaahhh

We can have some more

Nature is a whore

Bruises on the fruit

Tender age in bloom

He’s the one

Who likes all our pretty songs

And he likes to sing along

And he likes to shoot his gun

But he knows not what it means

Knows not what it means

when I say

He’s the one

Who likes all our pretty songs

And he likes to sing along

And he likes to shoot his gun

But he knows not what it means

Knows not what it means

when I say yeeeaaahhh

He’s the one

Who likes all our pretty songs

And he likes to sing along

And he likes to shoot his gun

But he knows not what it means

Knows not what it means

when I say

He’s the one

Who likes all our pretty songs

And he likes to sing along

And he likes to shoot his gun

But he knows not what it means

Knows not what it means 

Knows not what it means

Knows not what it means and I say yeeeaaahhh

mmmmmmmm

mmmmmmmmm

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Japan Rocks VOL.2

MusicForTheWeek-Rock Xmas for My Friends

Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock

Jingle bells swing and jingle bells ring

Snowing and blowing up bushels of fun

Now the jingle hop has begun

Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock

Jingle bells chime in jingle bell time

Dancing and prancing in Jingle Bell Square

In the frosty air.

What a bright time, it's the right time

To rock the night away

Jingle bell time is a swell time

To go gliding in a one-horse sleigh

Giddy-up jingle horse, pick up your feet

Jingle around the clock

Mix and a-mingle in the jingling feet

That's the jingle bell,

That's the jingle bell,

That's the jingle bell rock.

MusiCforTheWeek

you can run on for a long time

Run on for a long time

Run on for a long time

Sooner or later God'll cut you down

Sooner or later God'll cut you down

Go tell that long tongue liar

Go and tell that midnight rider

Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter

Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down

Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down

Well my goodness gracious let me tell you the news

My head's been wet with the midnight dew

I've been down on bended knee talkin' to the man from Galilee

He spoke to me in the voice so sweet

I thought I heard the shuffle of the angel's feet

He called my name and my heart stood still

When he said, "John go do My will!"

Go tell that long tongue liar

Go and tell that midnight rider

Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter

Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down

Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down

You can run on for a long time

Run on for a long time

Run on for a long time

Sooner or later God'll cut you down

Sooner or later God'll cut you down

Well you may throw your rock and hide your hand

Workin' in the dark against your fellow man

But as sure as God made black and white

What's done in the dark will be brought to the light

You can run on for a long time

Run on for a long time

Run on for a long time

Sooner or later God'll cut you down

Sooner or later God'll cut you down

Go tell that long tongue liar

Go and tell that midnight rider

Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter

Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down

Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down

Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down 

MusicForTheWeeeeK

Ich hab' keine Lust

Ich hab' keine Lust

Ich hab' keine Lust

Ich hab' keine Lust

Ich habe keine Lust mich nicht zu hassen

Hab' keine Lust mich anzufassen

Ich hätte Lust zu onanieren

Hab' keine Lust es zu probieren

Ich hätte Lust mich auszuziehen

Hab' keine Lust mich nackt zu sehen

Ich hätte Lust mit großen Tieren

Hab' keine Lust es zu riskieren

Hab' keine Lust vom Schnee zu gehen

Hab' keine Lust zu erfrieren

Ich hab' keine Lust

Ich hab' keine Lust

Ich hab' keine Lust

Nein ich hab' keine Lust

Ich habe keine Lust etwas zu kauen

Denn ich hab' keine Lust es zu verdauen

Hab' keine Lust mich zu wiegen

Hab' keine Lust im Fett zu liegen

Ich hätte Lust mit großen Tieren

Hab' keine Lust es zu riskieren

Hab' keine Lust vom Schnee zu gehen

Hab' keine Lust zu erfrieren

Ich bleibe einfach liegen

Und wieder zähle ich die Fliegen

Lustlos fasse ich mich an

Und merke bald ich bin schon lange kalt

So kalt, mir ist kalt...

so kalt, mir ist kalt

Mir ist kalt, so kalt

Mir ist kalt, so kalt

Mir ist kalt, so kalt

Mir ist kalt

Ich hab' keine Lust