I like the Wu Tang Clan a lot.
quote by Ethan Suplee
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Shes Got You
By: hank cochran
1961, 1989
Ive got your picture you gave to me
And its signed with love just like it used to be
Only tang different, only tang new
Ive got your picture, shes got you
Ive got your records we used to share
And they still sound the same when you were here
Only tang different, only tang new
Ive got your records, hes got you
Ive got your memory, or has it got me?
Really dont know, but I know, it wont let me be
(wont let me be)
Ive got your memory, or has it got me?
Really dont know, but I know, it wont let me be
(wont let me be)
Ive got your class ring, that proves you care
And it still looks the same as when you gave it dear
Only tang different, only tang new
Ive got your class ring, hes got you
Only tang different, only tang new
Ive got your picture, hes got you.
Whos got you? whos got you?
Whos got you? whos got you?
I dont know. I dont know.
I dont know. whos got you?
He or she. gender bender to me.
Whos got you?
Song.
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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A sense of identity
Can I take your identity?
Ghanaian, Am I?
Do I take your identity?
Black American? Am I?
Whose name do I take?
An Ewe? Am I?
What name do I take?
An Anlo? Am I?
What clan do I belong?
Lafe? Am I?
Which clan do you belong?
Adzovia? Are you?
poem by Doris Dzameshie
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Visitor to 'Da Hood
He said he was 'representin'
The peeps,
Who digged life with breath fresh!
And eyes so cleared...
They sat on plateaus to beem.
And down upon them wisdom comes!
And down upon them with wit and grace,
Happiness appears to glow on their faces.
And connected to the divine,
They are!
By invisible vines...
Linked to sunkissed angels.
And said I was ready to join his clan!
'A 'clan' of what I thought?
A clan to change the man I am?
What clan is this?
And I dismissed anything evil.
And I'm sure my raised eye brow was witnessed?
Announcing again,
When he noticed my skepticsm,
Beginning to set in.
Behind a mask worn to hold back,
The laughter.
Again...
He said he was 'representin' the peeps.
And those peeps he said he represented...
Were not from our times!
He was not of ignorance at all.
'What did he mean by that? '
He smiled.
Did he know my thoughts?
Has he known them for a while?
In fact...
I don't believe he was ever introduced,
To an ignorance I was readying to produce!
How did he know it just like that?
And I had known it too well.
Years have I spent getting 'treatments'
Of all kinds!
Instantly,
I knew he was a visitor to 'da hood'
And 'representin'
Something that seems to be working!
Since I found no reason to insult him,
At all.
And he offered upon sight...
His respect for me first!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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St. Ide's
* this is the commercial wu-tang clan made for st. ide's malt liquor
[method] oh yeah, comin through with my shaolin crew
Two cent for a case, gimme st. ide's brew
In the midst of broken bottles and crushed up cans
Methtical's in a jam on how dry i am
[raekwon] ... with st. ides in my system
Crack another i'm blitzed, let's go hit the next one
Hang it over, the object is to stay sober
Lay on the sofa, better yet, dial my chauffeur
[ghostface] who's the wallabee kid, stressed out, could never be son
Ricochet daily hit the deli for a cold one
Naturally blessed, yes, my rap is like a laser beam
That blow between the bushes, st. ide's and i the king of teams
[u-god] crack the bottle of the st. ide's, sippin to those
Who don't realize that drinkin ain't only to be drunk
You can't drive, keep my peoples alive
And if the saint don't know you from a can of paint
[rza] it was hot, on the spot, so i jetted at the block
And i asked for st. ide's, i could tell by the dot
On the back he rebuilt it... not that charcoal filtered
Ice cold bottle tilted... to my cup he spilt it
Aaaaaaaaaah!!! st. ides! mmmmmmmmmmm...
song performed by by Wu-tang Clan
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Tou Im Ser
IM SERNER KEZ HAVIDIAN.
YERPEK CHE GRTSAV ELLAL KO SIRO TAVAJAN.
IM SIRDNER KO SIRO DAJAR.
PAYTS TOU YEGHAR MER PAJANMAN BADJAR.
DZOVEROU KHOROUTIAMP KHOR IM SIRO TU JEGHAR TAVAJAN.
KO SERNER TANG OU TAKOUN, INDZ HAMAR ER IM GIANKEN TANG.
KHEGHJ IM SERDIN TOU EYIR MIAG HOUYSN OU LOUYSE.
AREVNEYIR IM POTORGOD TSMRAN.
KO KAYLEROU HED G VAZER IM HOKIN MANOUG.
MISHD KO JAMPAN ESPASETSI, ARDASVETSIN ACHERES TATS.
AVAGH TE MER SERE KEZ HAMAR ANTSIALER ARTEN TARTARTSAS.
YEV CHEGAR MEZ HAMAR TARTSIAL VERATARTS.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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The belongingness
A man of my clan won;
I am conscious of my clan.
A man of my tongue won;
I am conscious of my tongue.
A man of my soil won;
I am conscious of my soil.
Can at all I dispense
With my belongingness?
26.09.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I'm a big fan of all styles, even Biggie and Wu-Tang, but I gotta do my thing.
Kon Mosulat Ko Og Balak Sa Gugma Alang Kanimo
kon mosulat ko
og balak sa gugma bahin natong duha
buot nako nga ang mga pulong
sama sa mga sulog sa tubig sa suba
tapad sa kanipaan ug mga kasagbotan
kanang naa ta sa daplin
ug dili kabantay
sa paglabay sa dakong sulog
hangtod maanod tang duha
manghawid ka sa sagbot
apan maibot kini
manghawid ko sa nipa apan
malangkat ang dahon ug ako
madakin-as ug ikaw mohawid
sa akong kamot ug kitang duha
mangaanod ug dili ta manyagit
aron kita tabangan
magpaanod lamang kita
kuyog sa dakong baha
diin dili tang duha kabalo
kon asa ang padulngan
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Se, jie
Tony Leung Chiu Wai, Wei Tang, Joan Chen, Lee-Hom Wang, Chung Hua Tou
from Se, jie (2007)
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Afro
INTRO: (Excuse us ladies and Gentlemen)
1.....2... You need to pick yo afro daddy, Because
it's flat on one side..
You need to pick afro daddy, Because it's
flat on one side. (What are you waitin on?)
Well... IF you don't pick yo afro your gonna
have one side high..
Well... you said you was going to take me to
go see WU-TANG babyy..
So I braided my head... Well.... yes you did
You said you was going to take me to see
WU-TANG baby..
So I braided my head.....
yes I did, conrolled and everything baby.
WEll... you changed yo mind and said, we weren't
going.... But my mom' ma saw you there. Yes
she did.. Check this out...
Well... I be blowin up yo pager daddy.....
But you never call me back...
Well..... I be puttin in 911 baby
But you never call me back......l.. no no
See you don't know how to use that pager daddy
I'm goiTANG babyy..
So I braided my head... Well.... yes you did
You said you was going to take me to see
WU-TANG baby..
So I braided my head.....
yes I did, conrolled and everything baby.
WEll... you changed yo mind and said, we weren't
going.... But my mom' ma saw you there. Yes
she did.. Check this out...
Well... I be blowin up yo pager daddy.....
But you never call me back...
Well..... I be puttin in 911 baby
But you never call me back......l.. no no
See you don't know how to use that pager daddy
I'm going to take that hoe back....
song performed by by Erykah Badu
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An Amazon clan aim
(An Amazon clan aim)
Drove of untamed splendid dames,
gallops behind a handsome hero;
femme warriors of an Amazon clan aim,
at the pulchritudinous guerrero.
Hmm...
Are you aware of his secret charm?
A handsome semi-god will enchant,
sightly Smyrna, arousing her alarm,
favoured he will receive her grant.
Queen of the Amazons, exquisite,
with her splendiferous posture,
deserved a strengthened opposite,
with a demonstrated composure.
So, he was their idolized Heracles,
robust to implement his manly laws;
while all day was riding his bicycles,
to keep in form and be their boss.
poem by Giorgio Veneto
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The EDiots of the Yahweh Clan
The Yahweh Clan love
innocent people to attack.
Though most of them are
drunks and smoke crack.
Their breed of racism must
come to an end.
Handicapped children and minorities
they hurt and offend.
Though sick, sad and lonely
They are nobody's friend.
For them the long arm of the law
is right around the bend.
Who knows next,
what they will try to hurt or do.
Added all together 22
is their combined I.Q.
We all now realize
despite their denials.
That they are nothing more
than disorganized pedophiles.
From sub7 to dirk
and from Mikey to Troy
they attack so called pedos
while suppressing their love for young boys.
So stay away from them
take my advice, you'll do well
The YouTube Yahweh clan
for eternity burn in hell.
poem by Johnny Law
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Thank offering
The hunter draws his bow string back.
Then quick released the arrow flies
so fast the eye cannot keep track.
Pierced through the heart a young stag dies.
The clan will feast on meat tonight.
Their appetites well satisfied,
they praise the goddess of night
who keeps their wants and needs supplied.
These simple folk with simple ways.
a clan of hunter gatherers
are wise enough to offer praise
to the moon goddess: She who cares
for all her children man and beast
in gratitude for tonights feast.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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The Burial of Sir John Mackenzie
(1901)
They played him home to the House of Stones
All the way, all the way,
To his grave in the sound of the winter sea:
The sky was dour, the sky was gray.
They played him home with the chieftain's dirge,
Till the wail was wed to the rolling surge,
They played him home with a sorrowful will
To his grave at the foot of the Holy Hill
And the pipes went mourning all the way.
Strong hands that had struck for right
All the day, all the day,
Folded now in the dark of earth,
Veiled dawn of the upper way!
Strong hands that struck with his
From days that were to the day that is
Carry him now from the house of woe
To ride the way the Chief must go:
And his peers went mourning all the way.
Son and brother at his right hand
All the way, all the way!
And O for them and O for her
Who stayed within, the dowie day!
Son and brother and near of kin
Go out with the chief who never comes in!
And of all who loved him far and near
'Twas the nearest most who held him dear --
And his kin went mourning all the way!
The clan went on with the pipes before
All the way, all the way;
A wider clan than ever he knew
Followed him home that dowie day.
And who were they of the wider clan?
The landless man and the no man's man,
The man that lacked and the man unlearned,
The man that lived but as he earned --
And the clan went mourning all the way.
The heart of New Zealand went beside
All the way, all the way,
To the resting-place of her Highland Chief;
Much she thought she could not say;
He found her a land of many domains,
Maiden forest and fallow plains --
He left her a land of many homes,
The pearl of the world where the sea wind roams,
And New Zealand went mourning all the way.
poem by Jessie Mackay
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Be true of your clan
The woman I loved,
The only woman
If I ever loved,
Is, by accident, she,
Who is very much a doe,
Too frail, too fragile,
Too timid and too shy
To live up to her desire.
As meek as a mouse,
Whom how to arouse?
That woman I loved,
A respectful class,
And my dear brass,
Is, by accident, she,
Who is of a clan, a clan
Known for supremacy
Of women in their affairs,
Where her will prevails,
And where her desire is ultimate,
Her man is to subordinate.
When will you gain
Your supremacy,
That now is latent
And potent in you?
When will you tear
Your fear and shear
Your barrier, my dear?
Till then, till then,
I am at your doorstep.
Just a call. All the bliss.
11.06.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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To The Frog Clan
This shall be the symbol of my clan
The slime of my ancestors
For those whose claim for life and prosperity
Is as prolonged as the length of the list found in the clan’s tree
This frog is your frog
It is part of the multitude
Taking the power of the ten rivers
Its croaking
Is the uproar against the loudest blur of the reigning rains
You are the frog like us
From water to land to grasses to marshes to trenches
Of this earth
We shall remain as the true descendants of the great frog
By our nature
We shall not go hungry
By the power of the longest tongue
By the secret poisons of our skins
By our rounded views
By our slime
By the strong clinging of our ties
We shall all be saved
From the great flood
May our dead ancestors
May the great frogs
Lead us to the most secure pond of our future lives
And may the frog in us
Give us the great leap
The great jump
Taking us to our dream
Our clear cool waters
Teeming with mashing marshes
And there
Dear loving frogs of this clan
Let all our croaking be one.
Let all our croaking be true.
Let our croaking be love.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Blackhat
Chris Hemsworth, Viola Davis, Wei Tang, William Mapother, Sara Finley, John Ortiz, Ritchie Coster
from Blackhat (2015)
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Chris Hemsworth, Viola Davis, Wei Tang, William Mapother, Sara Finley, John Ortiz, Ritchie Coster
from Blackhat (2015)
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For she had a tongue with a tang,
Would cry to a sailor, "Go hang!"
She loved not the savor of tar nor of pitch,
Yet a tailor might scratch her where'er she did itch.
Then to sea, boys, and let her go hang!
by William Shakespeare from The Tempest, Act II, Scene 2 (1611)
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Shanghai
John Cusack, Li Gong, Yun-Fat Chow, David Morse, Ken Watanabe, Franka Potente, Jeffrey Dean Morgan, Hugh Bonneville, Hon Ping Tang
by Hossein Amini from Shanghai (2015)
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