对我
*愤*青生涯的追忆，源于大牛同学(不朽之王)在走廊出现。我知道大家都不太喜欢他，觉得他言行过激，思想怪诞。可我从一开始看到他的文章就感觉十分亲切，仿佛看到了多年前的自己。
*愤*青是愤怒青年一词的简称，对其来源出处没有认真考证过，直觉应该是网络文化的产物。我对*愤*青的定义的理解是“对现实、对社会、对自身存在状况不满，并需要某种渠道发泄的一类人”
*愤*青应该是古今中外一直都存在的：古时的竹林七贤；近代的鲁迅、李敖加上王朔。欧洲的如XXX，美国一批RAPPER都可以算是典型的*愤*青，其代表人物是EMINUM。*愤*青的行为特点是只要看到不喜欢的就评论、批评、讽刺、以至谩骂。
*愤*青也是分等级的：骂出名堂、骂出水平并能引起共鸣的自然是一流*愤*青，这里面有因*愤*青而成名的如鲁迅、李敖，也有成名后才“愤”的如王朔。
而象底特律的白人小伙
网络上更是 我注意到金书龙的 站在一个高的视角来看 回到我的 我 所以我第一次看到不朽之王的博克时及其震撼，脑子里“嗡”的一声。深埋已久的感觉象过电一样一下子都回来了，仿佛看到了多年前的自己。感到浑身的血液都流的快了不少。 当年的环境比较受压抑，思想不能象现在这样自由表达，现在想来或许是好事，否则不知会有什么样的后果。比如成了反革命什么的。 我的 如同段誉修习“六脉神剑”的过程，有些 祝我亲爱的 Song: Lose Yourself Artist: Eminem Album: 8 Mile Soundtrack * * only the first single is being published before the release date [Intro] [Verse 1] [Chorus] [Verse 2] [Chorus] [Verse 3] [Chorus] [Outro]
Look.. if you had.. one shot, or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted.. in one moment
Would you capture it.. or just let it slip? Yo..
His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
to drops bombs, but he keeps on forgetting
what he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth but the words won't come out
He's chokin, how? Everybody's jokin now
The clock's run out, time's up, over - BLAOW!
Snap back to reality, OHH - there goes gravity
OHH - there goes Rabbit, he choked
He's so mad, but he won't
Give up that easy nope, he won't have it
He knows, his whole back's to these ropes
It don't matter, he's dope
He knows that, but he's broke
He's so sad that he knows
when he goes back to this mobile home, that's when it's
back to the lab again, yo, this whole rap shit
He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him
You better - lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go (go)
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime
You better - lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go (go)
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime
You better..
Soul's escaping, through this hole that is gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order
A normal life is boring; but superstardom's
close to post-mortem, it only grows harder
Homie grows hotter, he blows it's all over
These hoes is all on him, coast to coast shows
He's known as the Globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows
He's grown farther from home, he's no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose cause here goes the cold water
These hoes don't want him no mo', he's cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose-dove and sold nada, and so the soap opera
is told, it unfolds, I suppose it's old partner
But the beat goes on da-da-dum da-dum da-dah
No more games, I'ma change what you call rage
Tear this motherfuckin roof off like two dogs caged
I was playin in the beginning, the mood all changed
I've been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin and stepped right in the next cypher
Best believe somebody's payin the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the
fact that I can't get by with my nine to
five and I can't provide the right type of
life for my family, cause man, these God damn
food stamps don't buy diapers, and there's no movie
There's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard, and it's gettin even harder
Tryin to feed and water my seed plus, teeter-totter
Caught up between bein a father and a primadonna
Baby momma drama screamin on her too much for me to wanna
stay in one spot, another day of monotony
has gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail I've got
to formulate a plot, or end up in jail or shot
Success is my only motherfuckin option, failure's not
Mom I love you but this trailer's got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem's Lot
So here I go it's my shot, feet fail me not
This may be the only opportunity that I got
You can do anything you set your mind to, man
