UPLIFTING YOU NOOOWWWW >_<!!!!

Posted in Sin categoría on 16 junio, 2010 by terroraizzer
 Que triste es pensar q jamas podremos ya hacer "uplifting" en vivo , no importa cuanto pase, señor Darrell la bandera lo extraña mucho .La disolucion de Pantera sera un dolor q acompañara el resto de nuestras vidas; por eso sera mas facil robar un tanke en Kandahar o Falluja  y rebotar en las dunas de Irak ,que hacer "slam" como merol manda u.u …¿a ke puñeta estan  esperando pendejos?…osea  ! ya  stan robando  tankes ! ¬ ¬  
 
 
 
On one whole bottle "uplifting"
There is no telling what I’ll do
Run head first into traffic 
(with) A mind set of annihilation
 

No sense makes sense
You can’t get bought without thought
No sense makes sense
You can’t get bought without thought inside of your head now


 Uplift – Uplifting

Uplift – Uplifting

On hallucinogenic "uplift"
I can step out of my body
(Find that) Religion is in myself
I’ll split my head in two and see you twice

No sense makes sense
You can’t get bought without thought
No sense makes sense
You can’t get bought without thought inside of your head now

 Uplift – Uplifting

Uplift – Uplifting

Give me alcohol extremeties
Instead of proofless (101) christianity
Drink deep in a coma state
Critics disgusted, but a smile is on my fucking face
I do anything that I want
I get everything that I ask
And if this message bothers you, you know
Just kiss my fucking asshole
*

Uplift – Uplifting

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RcjdpaNWzBQ

*T-72 main battle tank

ghetto war

Posted in Sin categoría on 12 junio, 2010 by terroraizzer
…porque en mitad de la pelea de perros* la politica, la religion ,el quien eres,cuanto te pagan,cuanto te preparaste para esto  dejan de importar… en el momento en el que la primer bala te llegue al cerebro toda la vida a la basura.
este es un mundo en el que dejas de pensar para solamente reaccionar…para dejarte pensando despues
 
 
Out there in the shadows of suburbia
Minds consumed by substance only cold hearts survived
A gathering of mutants in disorder
Way below the surface something is still alive
Confrontation, terror is the law
Beneath the ruins of this Ghetto War!
Ghetto War
Losers in this sickening Reich of Mammon
Penetrate realities of fake plastic men
Side by side their heads filled with adrenaline
Nothing stops this hate flow now the war begins
Confrontation terror is the law
Beneath the ruins of this Ghetto War!
Ghetto War
Energy explodes as one
Neon rays erased the sun
Bitter end of harmony
Filled with hate and misery
 
*las" peleas de perro" son una traduccion del termino ingles "dogfight" que designa una balacera ( de esas chidas  que duran 2 o 3 horas)
 
 
 

speed metal … thrashing mad xD

Posted in Sin categoría on 28 May, 2010 by terroraizzer
Racing down the road
In a street machine of steel
 
Gears are jammed in full
I’m the madman at the wheel
 
Got my foot pinned to the floor
You can feel the engine roar
 
I got thunder in my hands
I’m metal thrashing mad, yeah
Metal thrashing mad, yeah

Driving like a maniac
Can’t go any faster

 
Burning up the road
Headed for disaster
 
Got my foot pinned to the floor
You can feel the engine roar
Got thunder in my hands
I’m metal thrashing mad
 

radio silence…

Posted in Sin categoría on 17 May, 2010 by terroraizzer

 

and I say welcome to the show!!

Posted in Sin categoría on 7 May, 2010 by terroraizzer
 
 
 
 
Hello
Here I am!
Here we are,we are one
I’ve been waiting for this night to come
Get up!
Now it’s time for me to take my place
The make-up runnin’ down my face
We’re exiled from the human race.
You’re in the psy
You’re in the psycho circus
You’re in the psy
You’re in the psycho circus
And I say welcome to the show.
I’ve been waiting here to be your guide
So come
Reveal the secrets that you keep inside
Step up!
No one leaves ‘til the night is done
The amplifier starts to hum
The carnival has just begun.

You’re in the psy
You’re in the psycho circus
You’re in the psy
You’re in the psycho circus
And I say welcome to the show
welcome to the show
welcome to the show
welcome to the show
The show

I, I’ve been waiting here to be your guide
So come
Reveal the secrets that you keep inside
Step up!
No one leaves ‘til the night is done
The amplifier starts to hum
The carnival has just begun.

hand on the glock

Posted in Sin categoría on 29 abril, 2010 by terroraizzer
Crusing through the neighborhood
Some say I’m no good
Claimin’ I’m a criminal
But lets make it understood
I’m just one man  with a whole lot of homeboys

You get the click of the Glock
When I pull of the chrome toy
Check me and I’ll check you back

Then jump back to the big Buddha
Like I’m not a bad guy
But don’t take advantage
I’m throwin’ out the garbage
Just show me where the can is
All I was doin’ was searchin’ for the boom
Then some punk tried to hit me with a broom
Lucky I ducked quick
Or else I’d be assed up
Last thing I wanted
Was have to pull the gatt out
Here comes a nigga
And he’s got a 38
Well my roundhouse said
Hey yo, I’m shootin up straight

 
‘Cuz I put away the shotgun
Borrow me a Glock
Took a little trip to the funky weed spot
Tried to jack me
But homie got shot
La la la la la la la la

Understand where I’m comin’ from
Self defense turns to the offense

Understand where I’m comin’ from
Self defense turns to the offense

Couple niggas from the east side
Fuckin’ up your program
No one witnessed
But they heard the gun blast
It left the problem unsolved
Now I’m gonna sum up
People gettin’ hurt in the process of the come up
Gotta with the fools
That’ll wait for you to run up
Rollin’ in the hood
That’s already shot up
Pocket full of gatts
And see if we can spot the
Homie that’s slick
In the process of the dip
When we find this out
Gonna unload the clip

 


Then take a little trip down to Rio
Neighboorhood’s hot, so I got to go chill

‘Cuz I put away the shotgun
Borrow me a Glock
Took a little trip to the funky weed spot
Tried to jack me
But homie got shot
La la la la la la la la

Understand where I’m comin’ from
Self defense turns to the offense

Understand where I’m comin’ from
Self defense turns to the offense

Kickin’ that funky Cypress Hill shit
Think I’ll load a clip
Lets see if you can deal with
‘Cause the bulletproof vest ain’t shit
When the infra-red’s
Pointin at your head, kid


And that’s just too bad yo
Now I’m headed up a river in a boat
With no paddle
Should ‘a put the Glock down

Now they got me in lock down
Livin’ like a nigga whose done lost his mind
‘Cuz self defense turns to the offense
But nobody even really knows that

All they see is me and the gatt
Up in the court room
Lookin at the jury
Starin’ down the punk ass
District attorney
La la la la la la la la
Verdict’s in
You’re not guilty as charged

When I put away my shotgun
Borrow me a Glock
Took a little trip to the funky weed spot
Tried to jack me
But homie got shot
La la la la la la la

Understand where I’m comin’ from
Self defense turns to the offense

Understand where I’m comin’ from
Self defense turns to the offense

Understand where I’m comin’ from
Self defense turns to the offense

Understand where I’m comin’ from
Self defense turns to the offense
 
 

….por una sana cultura de las torretas de seguridad automaticas

Posted in Sin categoría on 17 abril, 2010 by terroraizzer
WARNING 
PERSEUS DEFENSIVE SISTEMS
NOW ACTIVE
 
 
CROSS SAFETY LINE AT OWN RISK

2 minutos en la vida de raizzer

Posted in Sin categoría on 9 abril, 2010 by terroraizzer
 
nota: el material puede resultar no adecuado para menores de 21 años , se recomienda discrecion de los padres jajajajajaja
 
 
Para todos aquellos q en sus clases en vez de poner atencion se preguntaban , ¿ como se vera el mundo a travez de los ojos de raizzer, en un esfuerzo de produccion y  gracias a la tecnologia y a la xbox360  ha sido posible traer para ustedes este pequeño corte grabado desde mi hombro. espero disfruten.  
 

-!-l_i-I-

Posted in Sin categoría on 5 abril, 2010 by terroraizzer
I see the Red Sea part in front of me
I see the desert clouds bleed above me
I’m with the prophets on the final destiny
We’ll fight the heathens and the ghost enemy

This is the prophecy
This is the prophecy

I see the money beggars on the last temptation
We’re marching now through the devastation
I’m with the prophets on a mission of salvation
Cities falling, nations falling nations

This is the prophecy
This is the prophecy

I see the new millennium tribal warfare
I see them blind sheep going nowhere
The new exodus, just like they said
I see the crown of thorns, you know I was there

This is the prophecy
This is the prophecy
I see the times in this armaggideon
I see the flag of the conquering lion
I must reach the mountains of Zion
I’m with the prophets and the prophecy goes on

This is the prophecy
New millennium tribal war

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Sl5-Cl6LOo

                                                                                                                                                                                                       profecy.-soulfly-.2004

CFH

Posted in Sin categoría on 30 marzo, 2010 by terroraizzer
Under the lights where we stand tall
Nobody touches us at all
Showdown, shootout, spread fear within, without
We’re gonna take what’s ours to have
Spread the word throughout the land
They say the bad guys wear black
We’re tagged and can’t turn back
 
 
You see us comin’
And you all together run for cover
We’re takin over this town

Here we come reach for your gun
And you better listen my friend, you see
It’s been slow down below,
Aimed at you we’re the cowboys from hell
Deed is done again, we’ve won
Ain’t talking no tall tales friend
‘Cause high noon, your doom
Comin’ for you we’re the cowboys from hell

Pillage the village, trash the scene
But better not take it out on me
‘Cause a ghost town is found
Where your city used to be
So out of the darkness and into the light
Sparks fly everywhere in sight
From my double barrel, 12 gauge,
Can’t lock me in your cage

You see us comin’
And you all together run for cover
We’re takin over this town

Here we come reach for your gun
And you better listen my friend, you see
It’s been slow down below,
Aimed at you we’re the cowboys from hell
Deed is done again, we’ve won
Ain’t talking no tall tales friend
‘Cause high noon, your doom
Comin’ for you we’re the cowboys from hell