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Here you got the chance to say what are the things that you dont give a Fuck about! Express your most "dont give a shit" feelings about anything you wish!! Damn it!!! I DONT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT ....HUMMM....POLITICs....sorry but i dont really give a shit.

E começo eu: :-.. :

I don´t give a fuck about all the catholic church, and fuck the pope and his new car, fuck all those who use the word of God to look a good person and betray humanity from the back. I dont give a fuck about those which judge me of what I think and believe.

I also don`t give a fuck about griffe brands: Galliano, Dolce & gabanna, Dior and other fuckers...You buy a stupid shirt made out of cotton simple t-shirt...you know: four holes that fit anyone...and just because they write Galliono there: bammm!!! a lot of zeros on the price number...dah...what kind of dumb ass buys these fucker`s clothes anyway?!?

And finally I don´t give a fuck about motherfuckers that hurt the animals. Fuck them. their sons and wives and husbands , could all die in hell.

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Fuck me? Fuck you! Fuck you and this whole city and everyone in it.

Fuck the panhandlers, grubbing for money, and smiling at me behind my back.

Fuck squeegee men dirtying up the clean windshield of my car. Get a fucking job!

Fuck the Sikhs and the Pakistanis bombing down the avenues in decrepit cabs, curry steaming out their pores and stinking up my day. Terrorists in fucking training. Slow the fuck down!

Fuck the Chelsea boys with their waxed chests and pumped up biceps. Going down on each other in my parks and on my piers, jingling their dicks on my Channel 35.

Fuck the Korean grocers with their pyramids of overpriced fruit and their tulips and roses wrapped in plastic. Ten years in the country, still no speaky English?

Fuck the Russians in Brighton Beach. Mobster thugs sitting in cafés, sipping tea in little glasses, sugar cubes between their teeth. Wheelin' and dealin' and schemin'. Go back where you fucking came from!

Fuck the black-hatted Chassidim, strolling up and down 47th street in their dirty gabardine with their dandruff. Selling South African apartheid diamonds!

Fuck the Wall Street brokers. Self-styled masters of the universe. Michael Douglas, Gordon Gecko wannabe mother fuckers, figuring out new ways to rob hard working people blind. Send those Enron assholes to jail for fucking life! You think Bush and Cheney didn't know about that shit? Give me a fucking break! Tyco! Imclone! Adelphia! Worldcom!

Fuck the Puerto Ricans. 20 to a car, swelling up the welfare rolls, worst fuckin' parade in the city. And don't even get me started on the Dom-in-i-cans, because they make the Puerto Ricans look good.

Fuck the Bensonhurst Italians with their pomaded hair, their nylon warm-up suits, and their St. Anthony medallions. Swinging their, Jason Giambi, Louisville slugger, baseball bats, trying to audition for the Sopranos.

Fuck the Upper East Side wives with their Hermés scarves and their fifty-dollar Balducci artichokes. Overfed faces getting pulled and lifted and stretched, all taut and shiny. You're not fooling anybody, sweetheart!

Fuck the uptown brothers. They never pass the ball, they don't want to play defense, they take fives steps on every lay-up to the hoop. And then they want to turn around and blame everything on the white man. Slavery ended one hundred and thirty seven years ago. Move the fuck on!

Fuck the corrupt cops with their anus violating plungers and their 41 shots, standing behind a blue wall of silence. You betray our trust!

Fuck the priests who put their hands down some innocent child's pants. Fuck the church that protects them, delivering us into evil. And while you're at it, fuck JC! He got off easy! A day on the cross, a weekend in hell, and all the hallelujahs of the legioned angels for eternity! Try seven years in fuckin Otisville, Jay!

Fuck Osama bin Laden, al-Qaeda, and backward-ass, cave-dwelling, fundamentalist assholes everywhere. On the names of innocent thousands murdered, I pray you spend the rest of eternity with your seventy-two whores roasting in a jet-fueled fire in hell. You towel headed camel jockeys can kiss my royal, Irish ass!

Fuck Jacob Elinski, whining malcontent.

Fuck Francis Xavier Slaughtery, my best friend, judging me while he stares at my girlfriend's ass.

Fuck Naturel Rivera. I gave her my trust and she stabbed me in the back. Sold me up the river. Fucking bitch.

Fuck my father with his endless grief, standing behind that bar. Sipping on club soda, selling whiskey to firemen and cheering the Bronx Bombers.

Fuck this whole city and everyone in it. From the row houses of Astoria to the penthouses on Park Avenue. From the projects in the Bronx to the lofts in Soho. From the tenements in Alphabet City to the brownstones in Park slope to the split levels in Staten Island. Let an earthquake crumble it. Let the fires rage. Let it burn to fuckin ash then let the waters rise and submerge this whole, rat-infested place.

:god: Ed :god:

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Se queres libertar stress aconselho-te kickboxing, tanta gente cheia de energia e raiva e depois ao fim dum dia, puff foi-se tudo. :)

P.S. Não é uma critica. :P

Fuck the System?

Desculpa lá, mas isso é musica de lagarto..nunca pensei isso de ti :-..

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Se queres libertar stress aconselho-te kickboxing, tanta gente cheia de energia e raiva e depois ao fim dum dia, puff foi-se tudo. :)

P.S. Não é uma critica. :P

Fuck the System?

Desculpa lá, mas isso é musica de lagarto..nunca pensei isso de ti :-..

a musica boa é boa,

a musica ma é ma... :-..

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Se queres libertar stress aconselho-te kickboxing, tanta gente cheia de energia e raiva e depois ao fim dum dia, puff foi-se tudo. :)

P.S. Não é uma critica. :P

Fuck the System?

Desculpa lá, mas isso é musica de lagarto..nunca pensei isso de ti :-..

a musica boa é boa,

a musica ma é ma... :-..

LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL ^^

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Se queres libertar stress aconselho-te kickboxing, tanta gente cheia de energia e raiva e depois ao fim dum dia, puff foi-se tudo. :)

P.S. Não é uma critica. :P

Olha que se calhar até experimento! :-.. E penso depois que o Figos é o saco de porrada!! AHAHAHAHAH !!!"Na brinca" Figuinhos, "na brinca"!! :clap: :clap: :clap: Sim, eu de vez em quando tambem brinco... :hypo:

Fuck the System?

Desculpa lá, mas isso é musica de lagarto..nunca pensei isso de ti :-..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ypVPgYczbw

Sim, ele foi o meu professor de inglês... ^_^^_^^_^ Por isso é que eu escrevo tão mal.... :D^_^^_^

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Fuck me? Fuck you! Fuck you and this whole city and everyone in it.

Fuck the panhandlers, grubbing for money, and smiling at me behind my back.

Fuck squeegee men dirtying up the clean windshield of my car. Get a fucking job!

Fuck the Sikhs and the Pakistanis bombing down the avenues in decrepit cabs, curry steaming out their pores and stinking up my day. Terrorists in fucking training. Slow the fuck down!

Fuck the Chelsea boys with their waxed chests and pumped up biceps. Going down on each other in my parks and on my piers, jingling their dicks on my Channel 35.

Fuck the Korean grocers with their pyramids of overpriced fruit and their tulips and roses wrapped in plastic. Ten years in the country, still no speaky English?

Fuck the Russians in Brighton Beach. Mobster thugs sitting in cafés, sipping tea in little glasses, sugar cubes between their teeth. Wheelin' and dealin' and schemin'. Go back where you fucking came from!

Fuck the black-hatted Chassidim, strolling up and down 47th street in their dirty gabardine with their dandruff. Selling South African apartheid diamonds!

Fuck the Wall Street brokers. Self-styled masters of the universe. Michael Douglas, Gordon Gecko wannabe mother fuckers, figuring out new ways to rob hard working people blind. Send those Enron assholes to jail for fucking life! You think Bush and Cheney didn't know about that shit? Give me a fucking break! Tyco! Imclone! Adelphia! Worldcom!

Fuck the Puerto Ricans. 20 to a car, swelling up the welfare rolls, worst fuckin' parade in the city. And don't even get me started on the Dom-in-i-cans, because they make the Puerto Ricans look good.

Fuck the Bensonhurst Italians with their pomaded hair, their nylon warm-up suits, and their St. Anthony medallions. Swinging their, Jason Giambi, Louisville slugger, baseball bats, trying to audition for the Sopranos.

Fuck the Upper East Side wives with their Hermés scarves and their fifty-dollar Balducci artichokes. Overfed faces getting pulled and lifted and stretched, all taut and shiny. You're not fooling anybody, sweetheart!

Fuck the uptown brothers. They never pass the ball, they don't want to play defense, they take fives steps on every lay-up to the hoop. And then they want to turn around and blame everything on the white man. Slavery ended one hundred and thirty seven years ago. Move the fuck on!

Fuck the corrupt cops with their anus violating plungers and their 41 shots, standing behind a blue wall of silence. You betray our trust!

Fuck the priests who put their hands down some innocent child's pants. Fuck the church that protects them, delivering us into evil. And while you're at it, fuck JC! He got off easy! A day on the cross, a weekend in hell, and all the hallelujahs of the legioned angels for eternity! Try seven years in fuckin Otisville, Jay!

Fuck Osama bin Laden, al-Qaeda, and backward-ass, cave-dwelling, fundamentalist assholes everywhere. On the names of innocent thousands murdered, I pray you spend the rest of eternity with your seventy-two whores roasting in a jet-fueled fire in hell. You towel headed camel jockeys can kiss my royal, Irish ass!

Fuck Jacob Elinski, whining malcontent.

Fuck Francis Xavier Slaughtery, my best friend, judging me while he stares at my girlfriend's ass.

Fuck Naturel Rivera. I gave her my trust and she stabbed me in the back. Sold me up the river. Fucking bitch.

Fuck my father with his endless grief, standing behind that bar. Sipping on club soda, selling whiskey to firemen and cheering the Bronx Bombers.

Fuck this whole city and everyone in it. From the row houses of Astoria to the penthouses on Park Avenue. From the projects in the Bronx to the lofts in Soho. From the tenements in Alphabet City to the brownstones in Park slope to the split levels in Staten Island. Let an earthquake crumble it. Let the fires rage. Let it burn to fuckin ash then let the waters rise and submerge this whole, rat-infested place.

:god: Ed :god:

por acaso és emigrante? ou isto é só uma quote?

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Gostava de mandar bugiar toda a gente que tem sempre qualquer coisa para se queixar.

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Eu não me apetece mandar ninguém bugiar mas posso contribuir para os Fucks...

Listen up, listen up!

Here we go

It's a fucked up world

A fucked up place

Everybody's judged by their fucked up face

Fucked up dreams

Fucked up life

A fucked up kid

With a fucked up knife

Fucked up moms

And fucked up dads

It's a fucked up a cop

With a fucked up badge

Fucked up job

With fucked up pay

And a fucked up boss

Is a fucked up pain

Fucked up press

And fucked up lies

Well, Lethal's in the back

With the fact of the fires

Hey, it's on

Everybody knows it's on

Hey, it's on

Everybody knows it's on

Ain't it a shame that you can't say "Fuck"

Fuck's just a word

And it's all fucked up

Like a fucked up punk

With a fucked up mouth

A nine inch nail

I'll get knocked the fuck out

Fucked up aids

From fucked up sex

Fake ass titties

On a fucked up chest

We're all fucked up

So whatcha wanna do?

We fucked up me

And fucked up you

You wanna fuck me like an animal

You'd like to burn me on the inside

You like to think that I'm a perfect drug

Just know that nothing you do

Will bring you closer to me

Ain't life a bitch?

A fucked up bitch

A fucked up sore with a fucked up stitch

A fucked up head

Is a fucked up shame

Swinging on my nuts

Is a fucked up game

Jealousy filling up a fucked up mind

It's real fucked up

Like a fucked up crime

If I say "Fuck", two more times

That's forty six "Fucks" in this fucked up rhyme

It's on

Everybody knows it's on

Hey, it's on

Everybody knows it's on

You wanna fuck me like an animal

You'd like to burn me on the inside

You like to think that I'm a perfect drug

Just know that nothing you do

Will bring you closer to me

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