Tuesday, May 29, 2007

106. "It's only after we've lost everything that we are free to do anything" Tyler Durden

105. Ovos Moles de Aveiro


Today is absolutly not my best day of the year... but Catarina is right here introducing me to a new portuguese sweet. And also to exchange some ironic jockes... (ok, I won't be a lyer - she’s just listening to the ironic jokes I make of her)
Today she brought me “Ovos Moles de Aveiro”. After sharing Daifuku, Pão de Ló and Sakura Mochi. Maybe next time I should introduce to her my grandma’s Mary Jane sponge cake... I can’t stop thinking which sweet to share next time...
“Ovos Moles” are heavy weight sweet, taste like “Tocino de Cielo” (sweet made with egg yolk and suggar). I like it.
Thanks for sharing and for staying here today Cata! Give me a few days so I can figure out with which sweet can I surprise you...

104. 'Agent Orange' PHAROAHE MONCH del 12" 'Agent Orange' (2003)


Please lord forgive me for my sins
My life is all I have to give
Please lord forgive me for my sins
My life is all I have to give
Damn you that lost the will to live

Pissed on the motherfucking White House lawn
I threw a rock, then I ran
Cause I couldn't stand anymore within the grip of the man
Y'all wanna ask me who's sane
These biological gasses are eating my brain
Its a political grab bag to rape mother earth
Thirty seconds after they bagged dad for what he's worth
Thousands will die now so millions can smile later
This ain't the "Rockford Files" nigga
They stockpile data for satellites
Where you discuss who's style is greater
In this killing pool you playing it cool like Kyle Jada
When ya'll ready to rock like Led Zep and Al Qaeda
With weapons of mass destruction an hour later
What's your identidy today?
You on some John F. Kennedy or Timothy McVeigh?
This Henessy done left me with a remedy to spray
For my identity your life is the penalty to pay
Motherfucker

[Monch] {Crowd}
[Y'all ready to rock?]
{We ready to rock}
[Y'all ready to roll?]
{We ready to roll}

My life is all I have to give
Please lord forgive me for my sins
My life is all I have to give
Damn you that lost the will to live
Trapped in the game
Just tryin to win (3x)

Its not a Vietnam song
I know women from desert storm who came back deformed
Missin limbs and disease and they legs is numb
Chemicals twice as strong as agent orange
Its messages in the bass drum
War goin off in your mind
No man is safe from
Its not a Game Boy about the PlayStation
Its "Resident Evil" when every President's a mason
Robbin y'all fools like ?
And y'all inherited roots and don't know how to retrace them
Place them back
Face them facts
Disgraceful, faceless, tasteless acts
Pharoahe takes teh authorities to court
Peep crime before it happens like +Minority Report+
And I will never be mentally defenseless
Cats be on the block, in the hood in the trenches sayin

[Monch] {Crowd}
[Y'all ready to rock?]
{We ready to rock}
[Y'all ready to roll?]
{We ready to roll}

My life is all I have to give
Please lord forgive me for my sins
My life is all I have to give

[Monch] {Crowd}
[Y'all ready to rock?]
{We ready to rock}
[Y'all ready to roll?]
{We ready to roll}

Damn you that lost the will to live
Trapped in the game just tryin to win

[Monch] {Crowd}
[Y'all ready to rock?]
{We ready to rock}
[Y'all ready to roll?]
{We ready to roll}

[Monch] (2x)
Lock! Load! Into position
Rock! Roll! Its primitive coondition

Lock! Load!
Rock! Roll!
Into position

[Crowd] (2x)
We ready to rock
We ready to roll