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Neowhell vs Neokontrol vs Rose Well – I Got 5

If you wanna get crazy, you can get crazy. I got 5 on. Player, give me some brew and I might just chill But I’m the type that likes to light another joint like Cypress Hill I steal doobies, spit loogies when I puff on it I got some bucks on it But it ain’t enough on it Fuck with the S the T, I-D-E-S Nevertheless I’m hella fresh Rolling joints like a cigarette So pass it cross the table like ping-pong I’m gone, beating my chest like King Kong. I got 5 on it Grab your 40, let’s get keyed I got 5 on it Fuckin with that Indo weed I got 5 on it It’s got me stuck and I’m tore back I got 5 on it Nigga lets go half on a sack!

Involved Mind – HiTech Hero

Where have all the good men gone and where are all the gods? Where’s the streetwise Hercules to fight the rising odds? Isn’t there a white knight upon a fiery steed? Late at night, I toss and I turn and I dream of what I need. I need a hero!

Alamak & Ciddoz – Chronus

A viagem no tempo para o futuro ou para o passado apresenta muitos desafios teóricos e obstáculos tecnológicos. Mas algumas das maiores barreiras existem em nossas próprias cabeças. A viagem no tempo nos força a confrontar possibilidades fascinantes e a repensar suposições naturais sobre o universo em que vivemos.

Abween – Getting into Light

Music. It has an extraordinary power. Always get the prices on everything you need to buy. Best selling… In reality, we’re thinking, we’re always thinking. Humans are… staring into the horizon. What I want to do now is to show you (the power of music), showing how music can change the way we view the world. (What I’m showing you here is a picture in) silence so that you can get a feel for this visual image. Just (watch). It has an extraordinary power to stimulate our emotions. Thought that music and dance.

Gignere – The Digital Pirates

The King and his men stole the queen from her bed and bound her in her bones The seas be ours and by the powers Where we will… we’ll roam Yo, Ho haul together, hoist the colours high Heave ho, thieves and beggars, never say we die. The Bell has been raised, From it’s watery grave… Do you hear it’s sepulchral tone? We are a call to all, Pay heed the squall, And turn your sail toward home!