Trying to be an artist, but I'm better at being a thug. Tentando ser artista, mas o destino é ser vândalo.
terça-feira, 24 de abril de 2012
The policy is as fragile as crystal Shines in the conquest and turns to dust in the end Allow to corrupt before much power And forget who elected him , believe With hope of change Thinking about the future of a child Hunger is an incurable disease It hurts if you do not have food to eat is unbearable pain Essential to develop Without calcium and iron can not learn - . Know but what ? That those in power have forgotten what it can do That his vote was just to get elected Hey you power what they are doing Not looking for these people? Decent people who become homeless But guilt and themselves who elected president More still two years to re-election Why bother if it hurts my remaining years to steal this nation Do you like foreign and supports the ruse We're like a colony world where everything is profit Come here , plants and harvests the best leads shamelessly The rest is to eat and still charges interest than left We strive to live with what's left But who is stronger comes and takes everything he had dreamed Witnessed abuses of power without manifest And put in numbers to control the While we welcome and profits are favored When you get sick and your strength to finish will be just one more negative number that only gives losses Our existence will bother and his contempt stinks , but still try to sustain looking for something to feed me surviving with what I have and fortifico me with the leftovers Doctor Dessert prepare my revenge and I feel my stomach growl and scream for hope - ! Now comes everything will be changed as in the jungle or in western Carry guns and carefree , hunt to feed his banquet The bandit is only brave before whom we do not defend The surprise element has not changed , only turned to who started cowardice is something that does not surprise me something who is a coward which regards not who is facing afraid of dying so pick the target one that can not hurt you , who really injure
O ser humano é egoista e insaciável. Todo cuidado é pouco: Você trata as pessoas de boa , mas as pessoas retribui com sarcasmo, arrogância, antipatia, não te dão um palavra de conforto. eu trato as pessoas com carinho e respeito, o q recebo em troca é só julgamento de que, o que me proponho a fazer não é o sufuciente, ai quando você não consegue ajudar esquecem tudo o q vc fez, vc ajudou 1000 e a unica vez q vc não conseguir ajudar , esquecem tudo é bem paraceido com a posição de goleira que defende 100 bolas contra o seu gol, porêm quando ele falha em um gol, esquecem de tudo o q ele ja fez. a raça humana é muito egoista, e enquanto continuar assim , o mundo não será melhor para viver, eu mesmo tentando sempre ajudar as pessoas, as vezes mepego em um ato egoista, e a minha conciência pesa , ai vc volta a tras e muda esse ato , mas o q acontece se vc não conseguir é um comentário maldoso dos outros com a sua parte.
segunda-feira, 23 de abril de 2012
sexta-feira, 13 de abril de 2012
quarta-feira, 4 de abril de 2012
segunda-feira, 12 de março de 2012
quinta-feira, 8 de março de 2012
Open the door and enter without knocking that the destination I'll tell you look at the stars and realize wrath that his destiny is to survive what you feel when you look in the mirror lies down and panics stop close the door , can be dangerous handwriting is illegible but what you read is poisonous do not waste time clock is silly but not for lock the entrance, before the thought kills you no, no , I can . Surface ears but still dare a voice humming open the door and enter without knocking that the destination I'll tell you close your eyes and open your mouth , much less move the light still comes through the window , I do not think run . Lower the blinds , but do not hurt the child Weighs license with education, but do not look in the dark I see the stars and see them dancing Also the moon humming Open ports and enter without knocking That the destination I'll tell you No, do not wanna know what will happen The future is certain but its steps are uncertain without notice Do not walk for nothing , ride number and save your breath If your past suffocates you, living the present and take that neck string Look under the bed and see that the memory is in the past When we pulled this turns changing the future not lived You still remembers when he was a child ? The door opened , do not lose hope . And from inside bore the reason you do not want to shut up Where I can hear a voice humming Open the door and enter without knocking That the destination I'll tell you ( 2x ) Your future is the child you always wanted to be
PARABENS ARTISTAS URBANOS! SÃO PESSOAS COMO VOCÊS: QUE FIZERAM SÃO PAULO GANHAR O PREMIO DE" CIDADE MAIS CRIATIVA DO MUNDO". NA SOLIDÃO DESTA GAROA ONDE O PRECONCEITO SEMPRE ÀTOA E O SERMÃO QUE ECOA, NAÕ VAI NOS PARAR DE TENTAR MOSTRAR A NOSSA VONTADE DE ATUAR. PARABENS!!
PARABENS ARTISTAS URBANOS! SÃO PESSOAS COMO VOCÊS: QUE FIZERAM SÃO PAULO GANHAR O PREMIO DE" CIDADE MAIS CRIATIVA DO MUNDO". NA SOLIDÃO DESTA GAROA ONDE O PRECONCEITO SEMPRE ÀTOA E O SERMÃO QUE ECOA, NAÕ VAI NOS PARAR DE TENTAR MOSTRAR A NOSSA VONTADE DE ATUAR. PARABENS!!
terça-feira, 6 de março de 2012
Colorful friendship
Colorful friendship You only have the will to live
Only the will to live And realize
you can do anything you want
Right or wrong , only you can know
You should not satisfying to anyone
Need not say anything to anyone
Stick to you, do not care what will tell
Do what you feel like and what suits you
Believe in your talent more
Let it flow let it happen
Even though the dawn dew
The important thing is to let blossoming
A smile will manifest
For doing what you exited
Whether it was right or it was wrong , let it be
Sin exists for one who practiced
Feel the pleasure of life and let it happen
Why life is now and tomorrow will be too late
To regret something that could happen
But you better remember something that happened and it was too
This colorful friendship wanna be your awakening
Time to be heard and tell you a verse friend
Or your lover at the time you want me
And see you smile and say it was flowing pretty good my friend
And then reflect on everything that is forbidden is tastier
Does this by jealousy for not being able as you
Who does not eat the forbidden fruit does not know how sin is yummy
Do not know how to venture out and feel the butterflies in my stomach that happens
After eating the fruit of what
I like Is kissing drop is flowing in the corner of his mouth
It's like a mild venom that dominates me and still like
And singing a song that makes me dance , without stopping , to and fro .
With a sense of internal explosion
Again I hear our song
Thinking about everything that happened and how it ends Understand.
That would do it again , then.
This sign was the graffiti of the past in the sky. How things change: the balloon was released and forbidden graphite. Now the graphite is released and the balloon was banned and virtually banned. Equal the kites: The some 30 years ago there were 100 urchins for each bike. nowadays there are 1000 bikes for every kid, soon enough, will become museum article, like so: Now here in this sector have kites, children played with these kites in the past century, "and the child's future will question Where? the battery? League Where? Fazia tempo q eu não via um desse. qto tempo
Esse letreiro era o grafite do passado no céu. Como as coisas mudam: o Balão era liberado e o grafite proibido. Agora o grafite é liberado e o balão foi proibido e praticamente banido . Igual os pipas: A uns 30 anos atrás existiam 100 moleques para cada moto. hoje em dia existem 1000 motos para cada moleque, logo, logo, vai se tornar artigo de museu, tipo assim : Agora aqui nesse setor temos pipas, as crianças brincavam com essas pipas no século passado"; e a criança do futuro pergunta? Onde vai a bateria ? Onde Liga?
sexta-feira, 10 de fevereiro de 2012
domingo, 5 de fevereiro de 2012
Friendship that beautiful word Beautiful as its meaning Having someone to reveal a secret Sometimes sharing the same dreams A dumb friend by your side Conversation is very quiet even when You remember the past And remember stories A friend conquest No gold in the world To pay for a friend A friendship is priceless The price is the dedication With tears, blood and sweat Smiles kill miss Of forgotten memories Those were good times Why was a good friend Be present at the time of the fight And be heard as a psychoanalyst Laugh at the silly joke Drained dry the tear And tell me account I'm your friend
sexta-feira, 27 de janeiro de 2012
Head of parents If your parents say Who just want to help you But arrange your bed Lie down for a day . They rehearse you, To err nothing But actually only want Ensure its future . Say , redizem , Passing sermon. Te decreases with words, Having no reason . If you agree , Nothing can say. And they say , I will thank you. God willing , they 're Right. Following their lives , With its concrete dreams . Nadas they say , Make me understand. What they want , Or who fail to like. Sometimes I feel like Explode. Send everything to hell , And a building fall. But I have head To do so . For a cowardly act , I will never commit . Fleeing the problems Never will solve. Face the front Surely will see . Had found out that No need to hide. Now tell me , How can I live . Solving problems , Even without power. I'm saying Everything you think . For 'm not cynical , You do not need census. Nothing will change , Even if you want. I'm just a graffiti artist whatsoever.
sexta-feira, 20 de janeiro de 2012
quinta-feira, 12 de janeiro de 2012
Falar que ama virtualmente é facil, quero ver demonstrar pessoalmente e se dedicar para uma harmônia no relacionamento, sem deixar que a TPM interfira no humor e supere o valor desse amor.
Talking is virtually easy to love, I want to see personally demonstrate and devote to a harmony in the relationship without letting PMS interferes with mood and exceeds the value of this love.
quarta-feira, 11 de janeiro de 2012
segunda-feira, 9 de janeiro de 2012
Weapons in ordinary fists marche . I can not fix if you do not know what's broken You Me Dara reasons , too proud to change We are all certainly no wins, no draws only defeats. I think it would be wise to say that you broke into my life after so long . And there is no princess in my dreams , I just want it to be as good in the beginning. I 've been thinking about the past that nothing fits between right and wrong . Well with everything old is chosen , but you changed tactics with me . How could I be so stupid. You can run me up and beat me , I will still continue to accelerate with foot on the brake. Everyone has a fear of heights I do not cheat us just improvised . Heard firing an AK 47 coming from your side, but you will not go wrong if you cooperate. You will not be hurt if I stop , wild girl from my view . We're running and thinking how offend each other , since we're going to war do not know if we're fighting or loving us. Why efficiency and do the right thing right and effectiveness is doing the right thing or is this doubt that I'm sure comes from you . But this is the sound of AK 47 , preferred by enemies , which can be fired at us, do not want to die but it can happen. Just because we're holding hands does not mean that you can have in my life . Sometimes suffering is hotter than pleasure , for the worst of the back is that everyone waits for you
terça-feira, 3 de janeiro de 2012
Completion of Life . Life is a tide , full of highs and lows. Has its days of glory and those who in no way fits . Life is nothing more than a day after another . The night is over and tomorrow is another dream . Another day fight for life . That will teach you the learning of his fate . Whether in happiness or sadness. Built by nobility, wealth and poverty . That after long association with life . Will teach you the meaning and learning Ter malice. The disappointment and hatred also love . The affection affection including pain. And that is why we will have to fight . To cope with the pain and get love . Nothing in life is easy to achieve . I want nothing rehearsed , to destroy me . I do not want anything easy, as grace would not Tue What reason would , for we live. Why complained of problems we have . Without them we are nothing . If Eve did not bite the tempting apple . Maybe we would be angels , not sinful people . The bad and the good would not exist . Why would I live in paradise . But even the seeds left We have to live like this , because we need love. Some more, some less . Sometimes not even need , but we still have . So that's life . And we all already know .
quarta-feira, 21 de dezembro de 2011
GOD IS OUR REFUGE SOCORRO AND FORTRESS WELL AT THIS TIME distress I. YOU HAVE PROBLEMS ? IF THE ANSWER IS II . WISH YOU SITTING NOW AND MEDITATION WITH ME III . IMAGINE A POOR FAMILY OF ORIGIN AND BLACK IN THE MIDDLE OF THIS FAMILY COMES UP A PHYSICAL HANDICAP , WHICH WAS THE DESTINATION FOR CONBSEQUENCIA affected by the disease THAT THIS ALMOST ESTINTA OF BRAZIL . IV. A PERSON IS BORN WITH ALL THAT abhors COMPANY , A PERSON UNDER THE COMPANY WAS BORN TO BE UNHAPPY , RIGHT? , WRONG ! . V. THERE IS A THEORY THAT usually LOAD , AND FOLLOWING THAT CAN BE NO GO FOR CERTAIN THAT NO ONE CITUAÇÕES someone to help , AND YOU EXTEND IN ARMS AND MAKE moments of anguish WALK IN WAYS green . VI . THAT IS A SPIRITUAL TUTOR . VII . AND CONFESS WITH MUCH PRIDE THAT I AM THE PERSON REFERRED TO IN THIS TEXT VIII . PASSED BY MULTIPLE DIFFICULTY , JUDGE ME IX . DO NOT WANT TO BE A MANDELA , MUCH LESS COMPARE ME TO GOLRIOSO Martire OF JESUS CHRIST . X. And YES magnify and exalt THE SAME , SIMPLE REASON YOU ACKNOWLEDGE ALL XI . MY FIGHTS AND WINS BY HAVE BEEN MY TUTOR AND SAVIOR FATHER AND BROTHER XII . LAGRIMAS BY WHICH THE COMPANY AND HE MADE ME SPILL wiped . AS HUMILAçÕES , XIII . DIFFICULTIES . XIV . GLORIAS AND HONORS TO MY LORD JESUS CHRIST XV . Musical parts Adauto author Marco dos Santos XVI . WITH MUCH LUGGAGE IN THE LIFE of wins and losses , STILL HAVE PEOPLE WHO LOOK AND TELL ME , MY BROTHER IN TU 's MOLE ! XVII. DEAR READER NOW , LET'S REASONING TOGETHER ! IF YOU THINK YOU WERE NOT IN GOD I'D STILL BE HERE ? , TIME WE ARE CLEAR SIMPLE ENOUGH TO ADMIT THAT WITHOUT GOD MAN IS NOTHING . XVIII. CAN NOT SAY THAT I HAVE EVERYTHING I WANT , BUT ALL MY NEEDS IT SUPLIU . We all got problems . Some more than others Sit and go to my talk , reflect and meditate , many destinations may change where the difficulties are for everyone for some more others less so I am black African homeland that went bankrupt victim of infantile paralysis . live in this country where prejudice and discrimination are camouflaged and not have forgiveness help anyone help, it is easier to discriminate than help , Criticize yes, you spend sermon, but does not extend his hand. Judge you without understanding you But I see no one sees The pain I feel nobody feels My infection, only I feel the pus drain Even without being able to walk , I walk a mile with blood in his eye I'm going to the ways of this life suffered destinations I'm a warrior, even wounded in battle , Crawling me to reach my goal Use my tear to quench my thirst And my blood to keep me warm A martyr is not intended to be , let destiny happen How to Christ with all his pain showed that with love It's bearable pain Sit beside me and let's talk , reflect, meditate , Many destinations may change Realize that life , however bad it is , it's always beautiful How a drawing of a watercolor Aguado , Drained and fuzzy Defective but it is still colorful I have faith in Him who created me That my fate already drew In my prayers I ask all that have not He gives me what I already have He teaches me how to fish It gives me the fish without forcing me
terça-feira, 29 de novembro de 2011
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