Overnight

Training Day (2001)

Adeline

Dollar Tree

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White Line Wireless theme song

Robo-Thug - Glock's and infinite death n' shit

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Gerudo Rave

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Stephen M. Irwin and Leigh McGrath (Harrow, Tidelands, Secrets & Lies) stop by the shack to talk about their ground-breaking careers as showrunners in the Australian TV industry, drop hints about what to expect in the third season of hit ABC show "Harrow", and discuss their new production company MOVING FLOOR!

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"HARROW" CREATORS ANSWER FAN QUESTIONS! - Slop #27

I be using methods just to find some meaning 
Now my inner demon screaming from the shit I’m seeing 
Shit I’m bleeding shit I need a doctor just do some healing
And when he done he bring a proctor in to stop the dealing 
Man what you meaning when you say that you got trouble breathing 
They on yo chest and on yo neck until yo soul is leaving 
Outta body cop a shotty know his body leaning
He had a dream an now his family only ever grieving 
Must be the season for the reaper tryna up his quota
Now when they woke up all the streets were filled wit child soldiers 
Going over till our world being reaching supernova
Call jehovah cause the kids are only dying slower 
Ion know her if she asking then she prolly capping
Time for action so he rapping for their satisfaction
What they don’t see is that he tired of all the blatant acting 
Lost his accent so he packing up and losing traction 
So what I’m asking is if you knew what was really happening 
Would you freeze or would rush to go and put yo hand in
Barely standing but we fighting for the weaker man and
We ain’t stopping till we leaping over fucking canyons
That they made to keep the power and the people quite
Don’t you see that yo whole life is run by suits and liars 
Super tired cause they dose you up with stupid violence 
Hear the silence from the crowd when they elect a tyrant 
Expect a siren driving down yo block while you was dying 
Not surviving holding onto anything you finding 
You got yo stamps and now you thinking where to go an buy it
Hate this life it’s time to grab the fire start a riot 
Don’t talk like that because you know that they wont ever like it 
Still I rap about this shit because we all divided 
And though it cause a lot of pain we moving on despite it 
Now go and change the world with all her peoples hope inside it

hope (demo)

Photo by Gorgia Rostron

lyrics: 

Yikes, my head explodes when I close my eyes
yes I, was crawling around dying 

And time is petroleum jelly
it feels like its stretching my belly 
too far 
tearing my insides apart
Its scary that you fit in my 

Heart which fell into fine pieces 
I may need this 
I may need this

Oh my faith has fell to pieces 
sweep up, Jesus 
sweep up, Jesus 

Yikes, I'm terrified I'll close off outside
so I, will stay where I'm happy 

My friends find
that I'm too obsessed with a time where 
we all used to live as oneself
and now I am all by myself 
I hope someone helps find my 

Heart which fell into fine pieces 
I may need this 
I may need this

Oh my faith has fell to pieces 
sweep up, Jesus 
sweep up, Jesus 

Oh my heart has fell to pieces 
I may need this 
I may need this 

Oh my faith has fell to pieces 
goodbye, Jesus
goodbye, Jesus

Tarot Cards

My muscle weak hollow bones and my vision hazy 
Saw broken homes and mothers that abandoned their baby’s 
They all alone cause absent fathers too fucking lazy
Not my own I’m thankful for the gift that they gave me
Spread the word cause living ain’t all bout picking daisies 
So absurd your illness the thing that make you crazy
They Cull the herd and killing us but villains remain we in
Scream to heaven like Jesus why won’t you fucking save me

No more sunshine and rainbows where
the pain flows
Careful where yo brain goes they might put you in chains no
Country built on a slave boat can call themself progressive 
But they don’t get the message now it’s time for insurrection 
The people need a leader the masses bleed aggression 
All we are is cattle waiting for lethal injection 
And so it beg the question who giving us our blessings 
The church are predators politicians treat us like cretins 
But we smarter than they thought so they caught us
Blatantly accost us with cops up in they choppers 
Circling the crowd and then they round us up and drop us but
They can never stop us we moving too obnoxious 
Wave the flag of revolution ‘gainst the institution 
Let them think we losing satisfy their sick amusement 
Done with being used by powers that they still abusing 
Man it ain’t confusing so who side you choosing?

My muscle weak hollow bones and my vision hazy 
Saw broken homes and mothers that abandoned their baby’s 
They all alone cause absent fathers too fucking lazy
Not my own I’m thankful for the gift that they gave me
Spread the word cause living ain’t all bout picking daisies 
So absurd your illness the thing that make you crazy
Cull the herd they killing us but villains remain we
Scream to heaven like Jesus why won’t you fucking save me

Views from the news only gon corrupt the youth
It’s just the honest truth try to look outside the room
They got no guidance no more purpose so they silent
Taking purses throwing curses they reverting back to violence 
As a younger man never understanding why they wilin’ 
Learn the fact and realise a man is not an island
Half the time their parents left other half their parents dying
So the kids all need a family to mask the pain they hiding
To survive it
And shit I get that on a level
Trapped inside yo mental got you dancing with the devil
Incidental but the problem more than continental 
Cause kids around the world are fighting wars without a general
Coppin records 
Then by eleven they rejected 
Society would rather be so blind to all they pressure 
And So you see that though I speak of fighting our oppressor
Our children travel down a path to funeral directors 

My muscle weak hollow bones and my vision hazy 
Saw broken homes and mothers that abandoned their baby’s 
They all alone cause absent fathers too fucking lazy
Not my own I’m thankful for the gift that they gave me
Spread the word cause living ain’t all bout picking daisies 
So absurd your illness the thing that make you crazy
Cull the herd they killing us but villains remain we
Scream to heaven like Jesus why won’t you fucking save me

daisies (demo)

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