STRICTLY 4 THE BANDS! 1st & 4most, this page of mine is strictly for bands, DJ's, clothing companies, n whatnot. If yer a individual wanting 2 b friends yer @ the wrong place. Go 2 my friends list and look 4 Rizla Sr! Or
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Check me out! .Same person, just different page. He's the friendly part of the 2 Rizlas. I find it easier to have friends on 1 page and bands on another. IF YER TRYIN 2 ADD ME AS A FRIEND, U BETTER DAMN WELL B A BAND, DJ, CLOTHIN COMPANY OR SOMETHIN ALONG THOSE LINES, OTHERWISE I WON'T EVEN BOTHER ADDIN U! Now That we got that outta the way...... I'm 6ft. 1in. dark blonde hair. I love muzic, gettin tattoos, watchin movies, writin, photography, and just chillin-dazin out 2 some good muzic.This right here is what I live for, music like this. This is a song written by Michael Franti and performed by Michael Franti & Spearhead.This is what makes me love music so much, lyrics like this that speak from the heart yet at the same time tell a story. I recommend this cd, it's called "Stay Human", incredible music, more on the soul/jazz fusion. Not my normal cup of tea but how do you expect to grow when you're limiting yourself to one thing. (chorus) Oh my,oh my God out here mama they got us livin’ suicide singin’ oh my, oh my God out here mama they got us livin’ genocide Slam bam I come unseen but like gasoline you tell I’m in the tank like money in the bank I smell appealing, but I’m toxic, can send you reeling without an inklin’, keep ya thinkin’ ‘cause you gave cash to the feds, left your school district for dead fucked you up in the head, but still they sayin’nothin’s wrong still believing the systems workin’ while half of my people are still out of workin’ anonymous notesleft in the pockets and coats of judges and juries from ‘Frisco and Jersey threats and protests politicians mob debts trumped up charges and phony arrests stage a lethal injection, the night before the election ‘cause he got donations from the prison guard’s union (chorus) Listen to my stethoscope on a rope internal lullabies, human cries thumps and silence, the language and violence algorithmic, cataclysmic, seismic, biorhythmic you can make a life longer, but you can’t save it you can make a clone and then you try to enslave it? stealin’ DNA samples from the unborn and then you comin’ after us ‘cause we sampled a James Brown horn? scientists who’s God is progress a four-headed sheep is their latest project the CIA runin’ like that Jones from Indiana but they still won’t talk about that Jones in Guyana this ain’t no cartoon, no one slips on bananas do you really think that that car killed Diana hell I shot Ronald Regan, I shot JFK, I slept with Marilyn she sung me “Happy Birthday†singin’ (chorus) Well politicians got lipstick on the collar the whole media started to holler but I don’t give a fuck who they screwin’ in private I wanna know who they screwin’ in public robbin’, cheatin’, stealin’ white collar criminal McDonald eatin, you deserve a beatin’ send you home a weepin’, with a fat bill for your Caribbean weekend for just about anything they can bust us false advertising sayin’ “Halls of Justice†you tellin’ the youth don’t be so violent then you drop bombs on every single continent mandatory minimum sentencin’ ‘cause he got caught with a pocket full of medicine do that again another ten up in the pen I feel so mad I wanna bomb an institution singin’ (chorus)BlingJam Page Editor
