X1965ChainImmigrants
December 8th, 2003, 01:25 PM
Watch the Murray Rothstein-provided video "Stand Up", the original version in the left column here:
http://www.mtv.com/bands/az/ludacris/artist.jhtml
I have been having the uncontrollable urge to throw bundles of rolled nigger hip hop lyrics onto the front yards and driveways of White lemmings so that I can laugh my ass off as I read in the local papers how utterly ANGRY and OFFENDED they are they that there are still people like me running around FREE out here when it's practically the year 2004!
In my cases of books, I have a few worldwide photographic ethnographies from the first two decades of the 20th century. I'm going to scan it online.
What we need to get is some archived 1920's or 1930's film of African tribes mau mauing till the cows come home, and then overlay the video with Ludacris' "When I move, you move-Jes li'dat". Wouldn't that be a lovely audiovisual mindbender?
Just be sure to listen carefully to the massive syntesized bass drums on "When I move, u move-Jes li'dat". Your computer speakers likely won't do the job. All this White girl targeted drum spittle feature humungous drumming turned up to a massive audio level. Really, any simpleton could do it, but I admit- for full comedic, depraved effect, you'd nead nigger posers and "gyraters". Be sure to watch the WHOLE VIDEO- it's called "Stand Up", and the orginal on the left side is the one.
This "staged" Afro ceremony really doesn't reveal the full "splendor" of the 1920's and 1930's films.
http://www.biblesociety.org/wr_356/356_p03.jpg
What fucking bizarro race of space aliens dropped these congoloids' spawn in the decaying, cockroach and worm-inested African jungle tens of millions of years ago?
http://www.mtv.com/shared/media/images/artist/l/ludacris/az_official/376x180.jpg
http://www.lyrics007.com/Ludacris%20Lyrics/Stand%20Up%20Lyrics.html
[Intro]
Stand up! Stand up!
Stand up! Stand up!
[Chorus: Ludacris and Shawna]
When I move you move (just like that?)
When I move you move (just like that?)
When I move you move (just like that?)
Hell yeah! Hey DJ bring that back!
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(Hell yeah, Hey DJ bring that back!)
[Verse - 1]
How you ain't gon' FUCK! bitch out me?
I'm the GOD DAMN reason you in VIP
CEO you don't have to see ID
I'm young, wild, and strapped like Chi-Ali
BLAOW! We ain't got nothing to worry about
Whoop ass, let security carry em out
Watch out for the medallion my diamonds are wreckless
Feels like a MIDGET is hanging from my necklace
I pulled up wit a million trucks
Looking, smelling, feeling like a million bucks-ahh!
Pass the bottles, the heat is on
We in the huddle all smoking that Cheech & Chong
What's wrong?! The club and moon is full
And I'm lookin for a THICK young lady to pull
One sure shot way to get em outta them pants
Take note to the brand new dance, like this
[Chorus]
[Verse - 2]
Go on wit ya big ass! lemme see something
Tell ya little friend he can quit mean mugging
I'm lit and I don't care what no one thinks
But where the FUCK is the waitress at wit my drinks?!
My people outside and they can't get in
We gon' rush the back door and break em in
The owner already pissed cause we sorta late
But our time and our clothes gotta coordinate
Most girls lookin right some lookin a mess
That's why they spilling drinks all over ya dress
But Louis Vuitton bras all over your breasts
Got me wanting to put hickies all over ya chest-ahh
C'mon! we gon party tonight
Y'all use mouth to mouth bring the party to life
Don't be scurred, show another part of your life
The more drinks in your system the harder to fight!
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Stand up! Stand up!
Stand up! Stand up!
[Verse - 3]
Damn right the Fire Marshall wanna shut us down
Get us out so someone can gun us down
We was two songs away from getting some cutta
Now we one song away from tearing da club up
Move over! Luda got something to say
Do it now cause 'tomorrow' ain't promised 'today'
Work wit me! let's become one with the beat
And don't worry bout me steppin all over ya feet
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Stand up! Stand up!
Stand up! Stand up!
Stand up! (just like that?)
Stand up! (just like that?)
Stand up! Stand up!
http://www.mtv.com/bands/az/ludacris/artist.jhtml
I have been having the uncontrollable urge to throw bundles of rolled nigger hip hop lyrics onto the front yards and driveways of White lemmings so that I can laugh my ass off as I read in the local papers how utterly ANGRY and OFFENDED they are they that there are still people like me running around FREE out here when it's practically the year 2004!
In my cases of books, I have a few worldwide photographic ethnographies from the first two decades of the 20th century. I'm going to scan it online.
What we need to get is some archived 1920's or 1930's film of African tribes mau mauing till the cows come home, and then overlay the video with Ludacris' "When I move, you move-Jes li'dat". Wouldn't that be a lovely audiovisual mindbender?
Just be sure to listen carefully to the massive syntesized bass drums on "When I move, u move-Jes li'dat". Your computer speakers likely won't do the job. All this White girl targeted drum spittle feature humungous drumming turned up to a massive audio level. Really, any simpleton could do it, but I admit- for full comedic, depraved effect, you'd nead nigger posers and "gyraters". Be sure to watch the WHOLE VIDEO- it's called "Stand Up", and the orginal on the left side is the one.
This "staged" Afro ceremony really doesn't reveal the full "splendor" of the 1920's and 1930's films.
http://www.biblesociety.org/wr_356/356_p03.jpg
What fucking bizarro race of space aliens dropped these congoloids' spawn in the decaying, cockroach and worm-inested African jungle tens of millions of years ago?
http://www.mtv.com/shared/media/images/artist/l/ludacris/az_official/376x180.jpg
http://www.lyrics007.com/Ludacris%20Lyrics/Stand%20Up%20Lyrics.html
[Intro]
Stand up! Stand up!
Stand up! Stand up!
[Chorus: Ludacris and Shawna]
When I move you move (just like that?)
When I move you move (just like that?)
When I move you move (just like that?)
Hell yeah! Hey DJ bring that back!
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(Hell yeah, Hey DJ bring that back!)
[Verse - 1]
How you ain't gon' FUCK! bitch out me?
I'm the GOD DAMN reason you in VIP
CEO you don't have to see ID
I'm young, wild, and strapped like Chi-Ali
BLAOW! We ain't got nothing to worry about
Whoop ass, let security carry em out
Watch out for the medallion my diamonds are wreckless
Feels like a MIDGET is hanging from my necklace
I pulled up wit a million trucks
Looking, smelling, feeling like a million bucks-ahh!
Pass the bottles, the heat is on
We in the huddle all smoking that Cheech & Chong
What's wrong?! The club and moon is full
And I'm lookin for a THICK young lady to pull
One sure shot way to get em outta them pants
Take note to the brand new dance, like this
[Chorus]
[Verse - 2]
Go on wit ya big ass! lemme see something
Tell ya little friend he can quit mean mugging
I'm lit and I don't care what no one thinks
But where the FUCK is the waitress at wit my drinks?!
My people outside and they can't get in
We gon' rush the back door and break em in
The owner already pissed cause we sorta late
But our time and our clothes gotta coordinate
Most girls lookin right some lookin a mess
That's why they spilling drinks all over ya dress
But Louis Vuitton bras all over your breasts
Got me wanting to put hickies all over ya chest-ahh
C'mon! we gon party tonight
Y'all use mouth to mouth bring the party to life
Don't be scurred, show another part of your life
The more drinks in your system the harder to fight!
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Stand up! Stand up!
Stand up! Stand up!
[Verse - 3]
Damn right the Fire Marshall wanna shut us down
Get us out so someone can gun us down
We was two songs away from getting some cutta
Now we one song away from tearing da club up
Move over! Luda got something to say
Do it now cause 'tomorrow' ain't promised 'today'
Work wit me! let's become one with the beat
And don't worry bout me steppin all over ya feet
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Stand up! Stand up!
Stand up! Stand up!
Stand up! (just like that?)
Stand up! (just like that?)
Stand up! Stand up!