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Friday, April 24, 2015
Thursday, April 23, 2015
GROWING SHOE COULD HELP MILLIONS OF CHILDREN AROUND THE WORLD
Now this is one of the coolest inventions that I have seen in a while. Kenton Lee is the man behind the shoe, The Shoe That Grows that is. This simple invention could have a huge effect on how kids grow up in third world countries across the globe. Kenton has invented a soled sandal that has been designed to be adjustable to grow 5 sizes and last up to 5 years.
The idea for the invention came when Kenton realized that the main issue with donated shoes is that children quickly outgrow them. Then when children outgrow the shoes, instead of re-donating them, most of the shoes were then thrown away. So why not make a shoe that kids can keep and completely adjust to fit their rapidly growing feet? The idea is so simple it’s hard to believe something this practical and compassionate took so long to be invented.
According to Kenton and his company, “There are over 300 million children who do not have shoes. And countless more with shoes that do not fit.” Hopefully The Shoe That Grows will become a global success and we can see that number drop in the future. Kenton and his company have almost burned through their first original order of 5,000 pairs of shoes and they are looking to continue their success. With our help and support, Kenton and his company are looking for donations so they can place a second order for 5,000 pairs of shoes in order to continue to provide this amazing service.
Monday, April 20, 2015
Speedom (Worldwide Choppers 2) LYRICS Tech N9ne Ft: Eminem & Krizz Kaliko
The long awaited Tech N9ne x Eminem collabo is finally on its way. Fans of both camps have been expressing an urge to see this happening ever since the two both appeared on the 1999 song “The Anthem”, yet Em didn’t appear on Tech’s 2002 D12collab “She Devil”.
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I get to busting like I'm a thirty-aught-six
When I'm rippin' the beat up but then I heard ya' got pissed
When I got at the top, they made it pretty hot
'Cuz they knowin that Tecca Ninna's the dirty chop (chopp-er)
He's handle, homes here, he's a handful
Hoving the holly hovery, hollin', go ham though
I said to Seven "Richard Havens'll be the man"
So we put it together thinking Eminem was a gamble
Guess not, cause he be the guest spot
Kaliko said, "what we doin'?," I said to 'im, "Let's chop"
So now the people finally get three of the best locked
Never be another choppers comin' so let's rock, nigga
You're on, people got to wondering if its a for sure song
Yes I got another killer making a tour strong
If you thinking of battling - you're gone!
[Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko]
Nobody can catch up with me cuz I'm Speedy Gonzalez
Beatin' the problem
And if ya got your feet in your mouth you gon' have to be at the bottom
It's a lot of 'em and I mean a lot of 'em
And me and Nina used to follow [?]
And this is it man, the hitman, the it man, karate 'em
And the fans, will lift hands, we'll be dancin' out of 'em
And [?] in advance, to withstand the pile of 'em
Who stands with two hands to move in the crowd of 'em
If I ain't makin' sense then you better sample
The amp of it like the bass
It ain't ever been [?], I heat 'em, I beat 'em, I burn 'em
Then I let 'em out
They never heard of us but look at me, I'm turnin' up
I slap the shirt off a super symbol to make up a [?]
When I'm flippin, niggas be feminine
I said the purpose to pick a pen and reverse the conditions I'm livin' in
And do bigger numbers than Eminem
Gotta be fast so I smash on a nigga
With half the cash I'm a little sicker, quicker than your figure
(Ice cold) I make 'em shiver bigger than the winter
If you half ass delivering I'ma eat your dinner
Better than [?] I mean other guys
I jump around so do that mean that I'm rubberized?
Me and N9ne master, meaning we murderize
We bleed 'em, beat 'em, 'til they [?], seat 'em
[Hook: Krizz Kaliko & (Tech N9ne)] x2
Speedom!
(If you wanna go with us)
Speedom!
(I'mma leave 'em in the dust)
Speedom!
(I must be the one to bust)
Speedom!
(And I'm gonna hit the clutch)
[Bridge: Krizz Kaliko] x2
Sometimes, I feel
Like I'll never slow down
Worldwide Choppers
[Verse 3: Eminem]
Wait! Before I wreck this beat, let me just check to see
If Stephanie Mills left any extra refills of ecstacy pills next to me
In the seats spilled, or did she eat 'em all with a breakfast drink(You don't expect me to sing!)
In the habit of grabbin' a mic and babblin', I dabble in lights
But I might just swallow my fuckin' Ritalin tablet after the night
I'm grabbin' it right from the medicine cabinet cause that's what it's like
And attack it like a dragon and bite
Jetpack in my backpack when I write
Just stick a pin-up inside a Finnegan's diner with a cigarette lighter
Thinkin' of tryna set a [?] in the fire that'll trigger the sprinkler system
And I'd escape but the getaway driver screwed up my limo
Collided with the cement divider
I went through the window and ended up bein' pinned beside of [?]
Friend of the guy's wife, friend of the flight attendant from Idaho
[?]
So I pick up a pen, I'm venomous and I'm as thick as skin
Like an evil dentist hygienist, sinister
You’ve been yelling demented, I invented this, I’m the Genesis,Eminem is a nemesis to a feminist
Fuckin' smart, I look degenerate
I got Ellen DeGeneres tryna tell me these men are just full of jealousy
Envious of female independence, head with a clitoris, hit or miss you
Never consider this a bit of disappointment, I'll never fail to deliver this
Whatever the weather in this'll be just like a certificate of authenticity
That I'm thinkin' about just tryna think of the quickest and sickest way for 'em to pick it
I pick a day to be picked and [?]
In the back of a [?] unforgettable
Better believe these beats are edible
I consider loose leaf a vegetable
And I stalk my prey
You think you got away but not today
Murder you on a song and then I'll just say
I was with Dr. Dre and Robert Blake
Eatin' lobster, steak and coffee cake
At a restaurant with Drake
And Tech just got to make sure that our stories corroborate
I'm a lot to take like Kanye walking up on the stage for Beyonce like it’s my job to say that you’re not a real artist, but it’s my obligation Honest Abe is on his way you will not escape
Ammunition, replenish the Punisher with his gun at your hundred words
And a clip on that which motherfuckers better run
If you're not lookin' to get run over by the roadrunner
No wonder don't no one wanna go and jump in front of a fuckin' runaway locomotive
Or get thrown up under it just tryna fuck with the..
[Hook: Krizz Kaliko & Tech N9ne] x2
[Bridge: Krizz Kaliko] x2
[Verse 4: Tech N9ne]
I'm the fury, the final fight
I flip it on fraudulent fellas for feelin' fright
I flick it on fire, finish him when the flow in flight
Feminine fakers fall, I'm floggin' a foe with a fife
Never forget it, I severed the head of a critic
I sped up and did it, you tripping to be a dead epidemic
Or wet up a clinic, and make a bloody redder percentage
Of an addict whose having to get the lid of a cynic
I was never the Devil, I put up a fight in the industry
Peddle the metal, we giving a lot of, lot of energy
We repping, beat checking, [?]
If he's the evil enemy it'll be over
Wanna get down in front of your town
You ever making fun of the clown, I'm gunning you down
We doing it under the ground, a wonderful sound
If anybody come at the hound, don't wanna be found, bitch
Will never be chopping without Slick Rick
I got it from the record, lick the balls and this dick
If you never listen to me, you musical misfit
Nah, cause every time I be dropping I get bit
I'm hearing a lot of rappers, they trying to spit quick
But the middle West got 'em, we killing 'em in this bitch
If you ain't in my circle of choppers you miss dick
Cause me and my nigga Twista ruler, and that's it
Tuesday, April 14, 2015
Yelawolf Ft. Eminem Best Friend LYRICS NEW 2015
On “Best Friend” Yelawolf teams up with his label boss once again. While Yela calmly approaches the instrumental with a more spiritual tone, Eminem goes into full aggressive mode spitting more than 16 bars as he usually does. This is also the only song on the album with a feature, and marks Em’s first musical release in 2015.
LYRICS :
[Verse 1: Yelawolf]
Ain't never been much of the church type
But I believe in the last days
I walk through Hell almost every night
But I believe it's a pathway
Say boy, what you doin' with your life
With those tattoos on your face?
Say boy, you know that you'll pay the price
Well, I guess I'll see when I head that way
[Hook: Yelawolf]
To the father son and holy spirit
I hold you nearest
My best friend, best friend
Let the trumpets blow with your appearance
I can almost hear it
My best friend, best friend
When you wish me Hell upon my soul and spirit
Behold these lyrics
I got a best friend, best friend
Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend, yeah
[Verse 2: Yelawolf]
I don't know much about Holy Bibles
But I grew up in the Bible Belt
I put my love for a woman on idle
Because I got beat with my mama's belt
But I learned from my mistakes
Try hard to respect people for what they believing in
But if you spit on my fucking grave
And wish me Hell then I wish you well
I'mma send you straight up to my best friend
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Eminem]
God, please would you arm me with the armor
To calm me when there's drama like Gandhi?
Could have gone the other way many times
Could have turned Dalai with the lama
But I squashed my beefs and things seem to be looking decent
Recently, but don't jinx it
It's like Clint Eastwood looking for peace
Though maybe not fit to enter
The priesthood, but at least should
Make an attempt to show some remorse
And then be some sort of a repenter
For the people I've been a menace to
Not a preacher, but a shit starter and finisher
In the mind of a thick skin, but a short temper
This patience of mine is thinner
Than twine is when I get attacked
So I might say something back that might offend you
So if you don't like when I rap
What I have to say on the mic then you
Might wanna act just like quarterbacks
And take a fuckin' hike when I snap cause I'm a sinner
(I got a best friend, best friend)
Bust balls and intestines
And ain't never been yes men
They gon' tell me when I'm fuckin' up
The minute I'm ever giving it less than
I'm about to vomit and I can feel it coming
Cause failure's something I can barely stomach
And I only listen to my guts
So unless you're my fuckin' belly button
Don't tell me nothin'
You ain't my (best friend, best friend)
Who you think I'm talking 'bout?
Lifts me up when I'm down and out
Still look to him without a doubt
Still got a (best friend, best friend)
Shout it out like there's never been a louder mouth
Should have never been allowed, I'm out
Now that I got a higher power
Now when I black out, power outage, stop
They powerless but they crowd around
They tend to flock like shepherds to black sheep
But I be the worst thing that these motherfuckers ever heard
When I'm counted out
You be D-O-A, then announced
They pronounce you dead when they sound it out
So prepare for a rival, your arch enemy surrounds you now
He's all around you
Not even a doctor's at the hospital
He could have shigy-shocked you back to life
It's im-piggy-possible to revive you
That's word to the digy-doctor
Stigy-stopping and that's not an option
Something I'm not gonna do
I'm the Iggy-Pop of hip-hop when I walk in the booth
Dawg, I'm the truth like Biggie rockin' with 2Pac in the suit
Talking to Proof dropping a deuce
Fill up a syllable clip like a refillable strip, cock and I shoot
Who you think's my Glock that I use?
That I pull from to get my strength up against these haters
And they be waiting at the gate
When you get sprayed up, sending you hoes straight up
To deal with my (best friend)
[Hook]
LYRICS :
[Verse 1: Yelawolf]
Ain't never been much of the church type
But I believe in the last days
I walk through Hell almost every night
But I believe it's a pathway
Say boy, what you doin' with your life
With those tattoos on your face?
Say boy, you know that you'll pay the price
Well, I guess I'll see when I head that way
[Hook: Yelawolf]
To the father son and holy spirit
I hold you nearest
My best friend, best friend
Let the trumpets blow with your appearance
I can almost hear it
My best friend, best friend
When you wish me Hell upon my soul and spirit
Behold these lyrics
I got a best friend, best friend
Yeah, I got a best friend, best friend, yeah
[Verse 2: Yelawolf]
I don't know much about Holy Bibles
But I grew up in the Bible Belt
I put my love for a woman on idle
Because I got beat with my mama's belt
But I learned from my mistakes
Try hard to respect people for what they believing in
But if you spit on my fucking grave
And wish me Hell then I wish you well
I'mma send you straight up to my best friend
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Eminem]
God, please would you arm me with the armor
To calm me when there's drama like Gandhi?
Could have gone the other way many times
Could have turned Dalai with the lama
But I squashed my beefs and things seem to be looking decent
Recently, but don't jinx it
It's like Clint Eastwood looking for peace
Though maybe not fit to enter
The priesthood, but at least should
Make an attempt to show some remorse
And then be some sort of a repenter
For the people I've been a menace to
Not a preacher, but a shit starter and finisher
In the mind of a thick skin, but a short temper
This patience of mine is thinner
Than twine is when I get attacked
So I might say something back that might offend you
So if you don't like when I rap
What I have to say on the mic then you
Might wanna act just like quarterbacks
And take a fuckin' hike when I snap cause I'm a sinner
(I got a best friend, best friend)
Bust balls and intestines
And ain't never been yes men
They gon' tell me when I'm fuckin' up
The minute I'm ever giving it less than
I'm about to vomit and I can feel it coming
Cause failure's something I can barely stomach
And I only listen to my guts
So unless you're my fuckin' belly button
Don't tell me nothin'
You ain't my (best friend, best friend)
Who you think I'm talking 'bout?
Lifts me up when I'm down and out
Still look to him without a doubt
Still got a (best friend, best friend)
Shout it out like there's never been a louder mouth
Should have never been allowed, I'm out
Now that I got a higher power
Now when I black out, power outage, stop
They powerless but they crowd around
They tend to flock like shepherds to black sheep
But I be the worst thing that these motherfuckers ever heard
When I'm counted out
You be D-O-A, then announced
They pronounce you dead when they sound it out
So prepare for a rival, your arch enemy surrounds you now
He's all around you
Not even a doctor's at the hospital
He could have shigy-shocked you back to life
It's im-piggy-possible to revive you
That's word to the digy-doctor
Stigy-stopping and that's not an option
Something I'm not gonna do
I'm the Iggy-Pop of hip-hop when I walk in the booth
Dawg, I'm the truth like Biggie rockin' with 2Pac in the suit
Talking to Proof dropping a deuce
Fill up a syllable clip like a refillable strip, cock and I shoot
Who you think's my Glock that I use?
That I pull from to get my strength up against these haters
And they be waiting at the gate
When you get sprayed up, sending you hoes straight up
To deal with my (best friend)
[Hook]