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Soy dios.Mi reino es este hombre y el alcance de sus manos.Soy diablo..por el rabo no te jode..pues eso piensan vuestras madres cuando escuchan de quÃ© hablo.Soy el puto amo;con empeÃ±o me hago dueÃ±o de todo lo que reclamo,pensamientos que aclamo.Si,tambiÃ©n,soy esclavo;las mujeres y su sexo me tienen encadenado,atrapado entre sus piernas to..delgado,extasiado,enamorado.Soy anciano;mis vivencias y experiencias parecen cientos de siglos,miles de aÃ±os.Soy un nano,entre risas de los niÃ±os y el cariÃ±o de mis hijos exijo ser enterrado,incinerado,trascencido,como si te haces un bocata con mi delgado intestino,a mi me suda el rabo,me resulta indiferente totalmente,ya sÃ© lo que me espera en la era en que me muera:el jodido Uni.verso de mi mente.-Soy machote,igual que tÃº con 800 puedo ser el mÃ¡s maloteÂ¿soy marica?si ,tambiÃ©n...te voy a dar por culo mientras le doy por el culo a la zorra de tu chica que me grita que repita mientras Isrrita su ojete le irrita(seÃ±orita,quita las braguitas,pon salsita en la mesitaÂ¡humm!almejitas..Â¡Â¡joder quÃ© ricas!!Solo para sibaritas.-Soy herida;la sangre de este hombre ha sido toda derramada,en cada apuesta o todo o nada.Soy puÃ±al;mi lengua es arma blanca,te rebana la garganta y no se achanta ni se atranca,cuando levanta la manta adelanta una manada;tanta banda ya no aguanta la injusticia de la que este menda habla,que no canta.Y para ellos soy amor,aunque sÃ© que en ocasiones se hace padre del dolor,no hay temor porque soy el odio,y aÃºn habiendo solo un paso pocas veces lo rebaso si antes existiÃ³ el amor el aprecio.A aquellos que sÃ desprecio son los hijos de los precios,esos necios putos ricos que aparecen en mis folios son los que realmente odio y aborrezco.Aparezco a diario en sus barrios en los radios de los chicos que a diario frecuentan el vecindario.Aparezco en sus casas escondido en los cascos de sus hijos,sus equipos,hasta entrar por sus oidos y cagarme en su cerebro.AsÃ celebro la victoria de este paria en esta feria de penuria de tan poco para tantos,y el resto pa..cuatro tontos.-Podeis ir atrincherandoos,fijo vamos a ir,esconded a vuestras hijas o si no van a venir a consumir el elixir,aprender a vivir la propia vida,el devenirÂ¡Nena,has de venir!No mires atrÃ¡s que tus padres hoy no pasan de aquÃ.Les quitamos lo que sobra y repartimos el botÃn.-Esto pa..Nigeria,esto pa..Brasil,esto pa..Bulgaria hermano,esto para tÃ,esto para el resto y el resto para mÃ.Los negocios son asÃ.Â¡Â¡Una OSTIA entre los dientes a todos los presidentes,dirigentes,gobernantes,mandatarios y mangantes,monigotes,marionetas en las manos de las putas multinacionales!!--Hazle un favor al mundo y no bebas mÃ¡s cocacola!Visita tambiÃ©n www.myspace.com/io_uNo

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Member Since: 5/29/2008
Band Website: myspace.com/io_uNo
Band Members: Disculpen la postproducciÃ³n.... Â¡Necesito un hombre del sonidooOOOOOOOOOO! ........................................................ ........................................................ ........................................................ I am God;my kingdom is this man and the reach of its hands. I am Devil. because the tail,don..t fuck.that do think your mothers to you when they listen of what I speak. I am the fucking master; of persistence I take control owner of everything what reclamation, thoughts that I acclaim. If, also, I am enslaved; the women and their sex have to me chained, catched between their legs,every thin , extasied,lovered. I am oldman; my live senses and experiences seem hundreds of centuries, thousands of years. I am a child, between laughter of the children and the affection of my daughter and son I demand to be buried, to be incinerated,transcended(Â¿?), as if you become a sandwich with my thin intestine, to my it sweats the cook to me, it is to me indifferent totally, I already know what it hopes to me in the moment in that it dies to me: the fucking Uni.verse of my mind. - I am macho, just as you with 800 I can be the plus badboy I am gay? yes, also? I am going to give to you by ass while I give by the ass the bitch of your girl who shouts to me that she repeats while Isrrita his (little hole) irritates to him,lady,put out the thong,put sauce in the small table humm!LittleClams,Fuck!are tasty,only for sibaritas(is a gourmetman) - I am hurt; the blood of this man has been everything spilled, in each bet or everything or nothing. I am dagger; my language is cutting weapon, slices the throat to you and it is not climbed down nor it is bared, when it raises the blanket advances a herd; as much band no longer holds the injustice of which this man speaks, that does not sing. And for them I am love, although I know that sometimes father is made of the pain, is no fear because I am hatred, and being still just a step not very often I exceed it if before the esteem existed the love. To that yes scorn is the son of the prices, those rich fucking fools who appear in my bloc are those that really hatred and I detest. I appear everyday in its districts in the radio of the boys who to everyday frequent the hood.I appear in its houses hidden in the headphones of its children, their equipment, until entering by its ears and shat(defecate?) in its brain. Thus I celebrate the victory of this pariah in this fair of shortage of so little for so many, and rest for four idiots.You can go to trenches,really we are going to go, you hide your daughters or if they are going to come to consume elixir, to learn to live the own life, happening Baby, you have to come! You do not watch back that your parents today do not happen of here. We cleared to them what exceeds and we distributed the booty. - This 4 Nigeria, this 4 Brazil, this 4 Bulgaria brother, this 4 you, this for the rest and the rest for me. The businesses are thus.A hit between the teeth to all the presidents, leaders, governors, agent chief executives and mangantes, dolls, marionettes in the fucking multinational hands! --Make a favor to the world and you do not drink more cocacola! ............................................................ .... ............................................................ ....Â¡Â¡Â¡ALIMENTA TU MENTE O LAMENTATE!!!
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Sounds Like: ...aquellos pensamientos que uno intenta alejar. ...el grito de un niÃ±o rabioso. ...la protesta de un pueblo olvidado. ...el gemido de un hombre dolido. ...el gruÃ±ido de un animal apresado....el jadeo que se escapa al correrse. //////////////////////////// ................................... Â¿Â¿cÃ³mo que quÃ© podemos hacer nosotros?? ....................... Â¡Â¡NO DOBLEGARNOS!!
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