Dear mother, This is just survival. Cannot promise your children everything, But you would lie so they can sleep tonight. Defeat tasted nothing like you said. Still 22 days left till the end of the world. My legacy was making you a man For a justice I could not change. This is one voice not to forget; "Fight every fight like you can win; An iron fisted champion, An iron willed fuck up." Can anybody tell me why God won't speak to me? Why Jesus never called on me to part the fucking seas? Why death is easier than living? You can be almost anything When you're on your fucking knees. Not today, Not my son, Not my family, Not while walking is still honest, And you haven't given up on me. Dear shithead, This isn't happening; The sky is really falling, The paint's all made of lead, There's asbestos in the walls, Hell's coming to rip off the doors To your priveleged heaven. Do you want to love and feel it? You can look but you can't taste it. You can reach but you'll never have it. We are untouchable; Untouchable is something to be. Can anybody tell me why God won't speak to me? Why Jesus never called on me to part the fucking seas? Why death is easier than living? You can be almost anything When you're on your fucking knees. Not today, Not my son, Not my family, Not while walking is still honest, And you haven't given up on me, And you haven't given up on me, And you haven't forgotten me... ( moins )

Me and Javier shouted slogan in Spanish Like it was our world to win Then they moved the plant down Ojada Time to bite you tongue again *chorus* I've seen the fabled city. Its streets are paved with gold. But an iron fence runs 'round it and its iron gate is closed. What ain't right ain't right he told me. But something else passed behind his eyes. Now he's downtown on his knees, washin' floors for somebody And he's quietly biting his toungue *chorus* Ha! At the gas station on sunset and crescent, I met and angel sad and old. She lived in the alley behind the market in the shadows maybe hidden from the Lord. And for a dollar she sang a song that sounded more like a prayer A wish that her dead mother and father couldn't look down and see her there. *chorus* On the wire outside my window, there sit one hundred swallows. And I suspect that if one flew, then ninety nine would follow ( moins )

Dr. John visited 20 year-old Sayeeda, an HIV positive mother of three children. Until her young husband was diagnosed with AIDS at the time of his death, she had never heard about the disease. Her neighbors shunned Sayeeda and her children so Dr. John visited her home in the shanty town outside Mumbai. He purposely touched Sayeeda and held her HIV+ baby, Arbaz, in front of startled neighbors ( moins )

19-year-old Tsepang Lebete is HIV positive and expecting her second child. She lives in Lesotho, Africa, and attends sessions for pregnant women in Thabana Morena clinic. The group is given advice on nutrition, birth, HIV and breastfeeding. Numerous women within the group are HIV positive. In the African kingdom of Lesotho almost one in every four adults is living with HIV, the third highest HIV prevalence rate in the world. One in three pregnant women in antenatal care is HIV positive, meaning that every year thousands of children risk being born with HIV, passed from mother to child during pregnancy or birth. UNICEF has helped to increase the number of clinics and hospitals offering Prevention of Mother to Child Transmission (PMTCT) services that reduce the chances of babies being born with HIV. In these clinics, every pregnant mother is tested for HIV, given counselling and advice and if necessary, put on a life-saving anti retroviral (ARV) drug regime. Within eight hours of the birth, the newborn is also given a dose of the ARV Nevirapine. All of this increases the chances of the baby being born free from HIV. However, despite ongoing efforts, today only 20% of all HIV positive women in the country can access PMTCT. As a result, one in ten of all babies are born with HIV in Lesotho. ( moins )

Good morning, Worm your honor. The crown will plainly show The prisoner who now stands before you Was caught red-handed showing feelings, Showing feelings of an almost human nature. This will not do. Call the schoolmaster! I always said he'd come to no good In the end your honor. If they'd let me have my way I could Have flayed him into shape. But my hands were tied, The bleeding hearts and artists Let him get away with murder. Let me hammer him today? Crazy, toys in the attic I am crazy, Truly gone fishing They must have taken my marbles away (Crazy, toys in the attic he's crazy) You little shit you're in it, now I hope they throw away the key. Yer should have talked to me more often Than you did, but no! You had to go Your own way, have you broken any Homes up lately? Just five minutes, Worm your honor, Him and me, alone. Baaaaaaaaaabe! Come to mother baby, Let me hold you in my arms. M'lud I never wanted him ta Get in any trouble. Why'd he ever have to leave me? Worm, your honor, let me take him home. Crazy, Over the rainbow, I am crazy, Bars in the window. There must have been a door there in the wall when I came in. (Crazy, over the rainbow, he is crazy) The evidence before the court is Incontrovertible, there's no need for the jury to retire. In all my years of judging I have never heard before Of someone more deserving a The full penalty of law. The way you made them suffer, Your exquisite wife and mother, Fills me with the urge to defecate! "Go on Judge, shit on him!" Since, my friend, you have revealed your deepest fear, I sentence you to be exposed before Your peers. Tear down the wall! ( moins )

Britney quand qua jouait dans how i meet your mother ( moins )

No one knows who gave the orders No one asks about the crime No one looks behind the curtains No one questions why The only time we got Is right about now I cross my heart I take the vow I'll never turn I'll never bend I'm with ya now until the end Tonight's the test Tonight's the time I am the punishment That fits the crime I'll break the bricks I'll pick the locks I don't got nothing but I'll give what I got I'll never turn I'll never bend I'm with ya now until the end 10 trials whose outcome all fixed from the start 9 judges sitting countin' there money in the dark 8 towers of iron surround the desert town on a cold December mornin' 7 martyrs knock them down 6 fathers still waiting for there sons to come home 5 mothers who know better and accept that there gone 4 years I've been hunted still I breathe free 3 times I shot the sheriff and did not spare the deputy 2 prayers I'm prayin' until were together 1 promise that I'm keeping tonight and forever I'll never turn I'll never bend I'm with ya now until the end ( moins )

imagine if New York City's taps went dry. What would we do? Jennifer Connelly walks to Central Park to get dirty water for her family as millions of mothers in Africa do every day. This new PSA from charity: water was directed by Hotel Rwanda's Terry George, cinematography by Ellen Kuras. Music by Rumor Mill. Edited by Michael Rothman @ Mudbutter. All involved DONATED their time. Its national commercial debut was on American Idol Gives Back on April 9. Want to act? Only $20 can give one person clean and safe drinking water for 20 years. charity: water helps build wells in Africa and provides clean, safe drinking water. PLease help us dig wells. Start by helping one person. Find out more at http://www.charitywater.org ( moins )

So what the fuck is this UK? Gunnin' with this US of A In Iraq and Iran and in Afganistan Does not a day go by When not the Israeli Air Force Fail to drops it's bombs from the sky? How many mothers to cry? How many sons have to die? How many missions left to fly over Palistine? 'Cause as a matter of facts It's a pact, it's an act These are illegal Attacks So bring the soldies back These are illegal attacks It's contracts for contacts I'm singing concrete facts So bring the soldiers back What mean ya that you beat my people What mean ya that you beat my people And grind the faces of the poor So tell me just how come were the Taliban Sat burning incense in Texas Roaming round in a Lexus Sittin' on six billion oils drums Down with the Dow Jones Up on the Nasdaq Pushed into the war zones It's a commercial crusade 'Cause all the oil men get paid But only so many soldiers come home It's a commando crusade A military charade And only so many soldiers come home What mean ya that you beat my people What mean ya that you beat my people And grind the faces of the poor Soldiers, soldiers come home Soldiers come home Through all the blood and sweat Nobody can forget It ain't the size of the dog in the fight It's the size of the fight in the dog on the day Or the night There's no time to reflect On the threat, the situation, the bark nor the bite These are commercial crusades 'Cause all the oli men get paid These are commando crusades Commando tactical rape And from the streets of New York and Baghdad to Tahran and Tel Aviv Bring forth the prophets of the Lord From dirty bastards fillin' pockets With the profits of greed These are commercial crusades Commando tactical raids Playin' military charades to get paid And who got the devils? And who got the Lords? Build yourself a mountain Drink up in the fountain Soldiers come home Soldiers come home Soldiers come home Soldiers come home What mean ya that you beat my people What mean ya that you beat my people And grind the faces of the poor ( moins )

What would you do if you Knew all of the things we knew Would you stand up for truth Or would you turn away too And then what if you saw All of the things that's wrong Would you stand tall and strong Or would you turn and walk away I see a message from the government, like every day I watch it, and listen, and call 'em all suckas' They warnin' me about Osama or whatever Picture me buyin' this scam I said "never" You in tune to a Hard Truth soldier spittin' I stay committed gives a fuck to die or lose commission It's all a part of fightin' devil state mind control And all about the battle for your body, mind and soul And now I'm hopin' you don't close ya mind - so they shape ya Don't forget they made us slaves, gave us AIDS and raped us Another Bush season mean another war for profit All in secret so the public never think to stop it The Illuminati triple six all connected Stolen votes they control the race and take elections It's the Skull and Bones Freemason kill committee See the Dragon gettin' shittier in every city [CHORUS] Now ask yourself who's the people with the most to gain (Bush) 'fore 911 motherfuckas couldn't stand his name (Bush) Now even niggas wavin' flags like they lost they mind Everybody got opinions but don't know the time 'Cause Amerikkka's been took - it's plain to see The oldest trick in the book is make an enemy A phony evil so the government can do its dirt And take away ya freedom lock and load, beat and search Ain't nothin' changed but more colored people locked in prison These pigs still beat us, but it seem we forgettin' But I remember 'fore September how these devils do it Fuck Giuliani ask Diallo how he doin' We in the streets holla 'jail to the thief' follow Fuck wavin' flags bring these dragons to they knees Oil blood money makes these killers ride cold Suspicious suicides people dyin' never told It's all a part of playin' God so ya think we need 'em While 'Bin Ashcroft' take away ya rights to freedom Bear witness to the sickness of these dictators Hope you understand the time brother cause it's major [CHORUS] So now you askin why my records always come the same Keep it real, ain't no fillers, motherfucka blingin' Mine eyes seen the gory of the coming of the beast So every story every word I'm sayin' 'Fuck Peace' See you could witness the Illuminati body count Don't be surprised these is devils that I'm talkin' bout You think a couple thousand lives mean shit to killers? Nigga I swear to God we the ones - ain't no villans [sic] Or any other word they think to demonize a country Ain't no terror threat unless approval ratings slumpin' So I'ma say it for the record we the ones that planned it Ain't no other country took a part or had they hand in It's all a way to keep ya scared so you think you need'em Praisin' Bush while that killer take away ya freedom How many of us got discovered but ignore the symptoms? Niggaz talkin' loud but ain't nobody sayin' shit' And with the 4th Amendment gone eyes are on the 1st That's why I'm spittin' cyanide each and every verse I see the Carlyle group and Harris Bank Accounts I see 'em plead the 5th each and every session now And while Reichstag burns I see the public buy it I see the profilin see the media's compliance War is good for business see the vicious make a savior Hope you understand the time brother cause its major ( moins )