Nak cari buku ni kat kedai Uncle dulu la. Kalau takde, baru beli kat Kino or MPH. Tak sabar. Tak sabar.

Trigger happy
Trigger happy

Got an AK47 well you know it makes me feel alright
Got an Uzi by my pillow, helps me sleep a little better at night
There's no feeling any greater
Than to shoot first and ask questions later
Now I'm trigger happy,(wooooooo) trigger happy every day

Well, you can't take my guns away, I got a constitutional right
Yeah, I gotta be ready if the Commies attack us tonight
Ba Ba Ba
I'll blow their brains out with my Smith and Wesson
That ought to teach them all a darn good lesson
Now I'm trigger happy,(wooooooo) trigger happy every day

(Oh yeah, I'm)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
(Oh baby, I'm)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
(Oh I'm so)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
Better watch out, punk, or I'm gonna have to blow you away

Oh, I accidently shot daddy last night in the den (Shot daddy in the den)
I mistook him in the dark for a drug-crazed Nazi again
(drug-crazed Nazi again)
Now why'd you have to get so mad?
It was just a lousy flesh wound, Dad
You know, I'm trigger happy,(woooooooo) trigger happy every day

Oh, I still haven't figured out the safety on my rifle yet
Little Fluffy took a round, better take him to the vet
I filled that kitty cat so full of lead
We'll have to use him for a pencil instead
Well, I'm trigger happy, trigger happy every day

(Oh yeah, I'm)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
(Oh baby, I'm)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
(Oh I'm so)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
Better watch out, punk, or I'm gonna have to blow you away

Come on and grab your ammo
What have you got to lose?
We'll get all liquored up
And shoot at anything that moves

Got a brand new semi-automatic weapon with a laser sight
(shoot to kill now shoot to kill)
Oh, I'm prayin' somebody tries to break in here tonight
(shoot to kill now shoot to kill)
I always keep a Magnum in my trunk
You better ask yourself, do you feel lucky, punk?
Because I'm trigger happy, trigger happy every day

(Oh yeah, I'm)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
(Oh baby, I'm)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
(Oh I'm so)trigger, trigger happy
Yes I'm trigger, trigger happy
Better watch out, punk, or I'm gonna have to blow you away
Better watch out, punk, or I'm gonna have to blow you away
Better watch out, punk, or I'm gonna have to blow you away
Better watch out, punk, or I'm gonna have to blow you away

Cacaw! Cacaw! Rawr!

Padan muka. Kan tu sakit hati. Sape suruh buat aku sakit hati dulu. Wahahahahahaha….
Revenge IS sweet!

District 9 was a blast! Tak percaya, pergi tengok sendiri

Not answering a call tak sama dengan rejecting a call ye? Sila pastikan anda tidak dianggap bodoh dengan kesalahan di atas. Dan sila pastikan juga you don’t simply put words in my mouth, especially things that will hurt you in the end. Stupid!

Dr Feelgood – Stupidity

(as sung by the current dr feelgood line-up, october 1998)

'a' chord on guitar
4 bars drums
1st verse: vocals, guitar, drums only. no bass.

All around the world
Every boy and girl
Come along with me
That's - a stupidity

All around the world
Every boy and girl
Take a lesson from me
That's - a stupidity

- guitar solo - 8 bars -

Papa says I look so crazy (lee sang 'silly')
Mama says I look a fool
I don't mind their criticism
They do that every day in school

So come along with me
See how much fun it can be
Watch it on tv
That's - a stupidity

- guitar solo - 8 bars -

So come along with me
See how much fun it can be
Watch it on tv
That's - a stupidity

So come along with me
See how much fun it can be
Watch it on tv
That's - a stupidity

All around the world
Every boy and girl
Come along with me
That's - a stupidity

Kau ingat, kau buat macam tu aku nak kesian? Lagi meluat ada la. Ape kau takde kerja lain ke selain dari cari simpati orang? Kau nak ke orang ada dengan kau sebab simpati semata-mata tanpa ada sebab lain? Get a grip on your life la wey, kau tak penat ke? Aku yang tengok ni yang penat dan rimas. Kalau orang dah kata tak boleh and tak nak kat kau tu, terima je la, ape susah sangat? Tak boleh terima rejection? Kalau hidup dalam dunia sendiri, memang la macam tu. Nasib la, kan?

On a lighter note, let’s sing this song together, okay?

Sing For The Moment – EMINEM

[Verse #1]
These ideas are nightmares for white parents
Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings
Like whatever they say has no bearing
Its so scary in a house that allows no swearing
To see him walking around with his headphones blaring
Alone in his own zone, cold and he dont care
He's a problem child, what bothers him all comes out
When he talks about his fuckin' dad walkin out
Cos he hates him so bad that he blocks him out
But if he ever saw him again, he'd prolly knock him out
His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back
Talkin black, brainwashed from rock and rap
He sags his pants, 2 rags and a stocking cap
His step-father hit him so he socked him back
And broke his nose, this house is a broken home
There's no control, he just lets his emotions go
Come on...

[Chorus:]
Sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear
Sing with me,just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away

[Verse #2]
Entertainment is danger, intertwine it with gansters
In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum
Only you're unholy, only have one homey
Only this gun, lonely, cuz don't anyone know me
But everybody just feels like they can relate
I guess words are a motherfucker, they can be great
Or they can be great, or even worse, they can teach hate
Its like kids hang on every single statement we make
Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum
Now how the fuck did this metamorphasis happen?
From standin' on corners and porches just rappin'
To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass
But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you
Fans turn on you, attorney's all gonna turn it to
To get their hands on every dime you have
They want you to lose your mind every time you mad
So they can try to make you out to look like a loose canon
You need to spew, dont hesitate to produce air-guns
Thats why these prosecutors wanna convict me
Swiftly just to get me offa these streets quickly
But all their kids been listen'n to me religiously
So i'm signing cds while police fingerprint me
They're for the judges daughter, but his grudge is against me
If i'm such a fuckin' menace, this shit doesnt make sense, Pete
It's all political, if my music is literal and i'm a criminal,
How the fuck can i raise a little girl?
I couldn't. i wouldn't be fit to
You're full of shit too, Guerrera, that was a fist that hit you!

[Chorus]

[Verse #3]
They say music can alter moods and talk to you
But can it load a gun for you and cock it too?
Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude
Just tell the judge it was my fault, and i'll get sued
See what these kids do, is hear about us toting pistols
And they want to get one, cos they think the shit's cool
Not knowin' we're really just protectin' ourselves
We're entertainers, of course this shit's affecting our sales
You ignoramus. but music is reflection of self
We just explain it, and then we get our cheques in the mail
It's fucked up ain't it, how we can come from practically nothin'
To bein' able to have any fuckin' thing that we wanted
It's why we sing for these kids that don't have a thing
Except for a dream and a fucking rap magazine
Who post pinup pictures on their walls all day long
Idolise their favourite rappers and know all they songs
Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives
So they sit and they cry at night, wishing they die
Till they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe
We're nothing to you, but we're the fuckin' shit in their eyes
That's why we sieze the moment, and try to freeze it and own it
Squeeze it and hold it, 'cos we consider these minutes golden
And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone
Just let our spirits live on, through out lyrics that you hear in our songs
And we can

Kau ingat, kau buat macam tu aku nak kesian? Lagi meluat ada la. Ape kau takde kerja lain ke selain dari cari simpati orang? Kau nak ke orang ada dengan kau sebab simpati semata-mata tanpa ada sebab lain? Get a grip on your life la wey, kau tak penat ke? Aku yang tengok ni yang penat dan rimas. Kalau orang dah kata tak boleh and tak nak kat kau tu, terima je la, ape susah sangat? Tak boleh terima rejection? Kalau hidup dalam dunia sendiri, memang la macam tu. Nasib la, kan?

On a lighter note, let’s sing this song together, okay?

Sing For The Moment – EMINEM

[Verse #1]
These ideas are nightmares for white parents
Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings
Like whatever they say has no bearing
Its so scary in a house that allows no swearing
To see him walking around with his headphones blaring
Alone in his own zone, cold and he dont care
He's a problem child, what bothers him all comes out
When he talks about his fuckin' dad walkin out
Cos he hates him so bad that he blocks him out
But if he ever saw him again, he'd prolly knock him out
His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back
Talkin black, brainwashed from rock and rap
He sags his pants, 2 rags and a stocking cap
His step-father hit him so he socked him back
And broke his nose, this house is a broken home
There's no control, he just lets his emotions go
Come on...

[Chorus:]
Sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear
Sing with me,just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away

[Verse #2]
Entertainment is danger, intertwine it with gansters
In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum
Only you're unholy, only have one homey
Only this gun, lonely, cuz don't anyone know me
But everybody just feels like they can relate
I guess words are a motherfucker, they can be great
Or they can be great, or even worse, they can teach hate
Its like kids hang on every single statement we make
Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum
Now how the fuck did this metamorphasis happen?
From standin' on corners and porches just rappin'
To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass
But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you
Fans turn on you, attorney's all gonna turn it to
To get their hands on every dime you have
They want you to lose your mind every time you mad
So they can try to make you out to look like a loose canon
You need to spew, dont hesitate to produce air-guns
Thats why these prosecutors wanna convict me
Swiftly just to get me offa these streets quickly
But all their kids been listen'n to me religiously
So i'm signing cds while police fingerprint me
They're for the judges daughter, but his grudge is against me
If i'm such a fuckin' menace, this shit doesnt make sense, Pete
It's all political, if my music is literal and i'm a criminal,
How the fuck can i raise a little girl?
I couldn't. i wouldn't be fit to
You're full of shit too, Guerrera, that was a fist that hit you!

[Chorus]

[Verse #3]
They say music can alter moods and talk to you
But can it load a gun for you and cock it too?
Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude
Just tell the judge it was my fault, and i'll get sued
See what these kids do, is hear about us toting pistols
And they want to get one, cos they think the shit's cool
Not knowin' we're really just protectin' ourselves
We're entertainers, of course this shit's affecting our sales
You ignoramus. but music is reflection of self
We just explain it, and then we get our cheques in the mail
It's fucked up ain't it, how we can come from practically nothin'
To bein' able to have any fuckin' thing that we wanted
It's why we sing for these kids that don't have a thing
Except for a dream and a fucking rap magazine
Who post pinup pictures on their walls all day long
Idolise their favourite rappers and know all they songs
Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives
So they sit and they cry at night, wishing they die
Till they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe
We're nothing to you, but we're the fuckin' shit in their eyes
That's why we sieze the moment, and try to freeze it and own it
Squeeze it and hold it, 'cos we consider these minutes golden
And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone
Just let our spirits live on, through out lyrics that you hear in our songs
And we can

I did it. Yeay! Yes, memang la rasa guilty, tapi dari lagi lama aku hypocrite and menipu, baik settlekan je. Kan? Kan? Kan?

Ok, tadi my first mistake. Damn la. Macam mana aku boleh lupa nak buat copy? Mengong betul la. Nasib baik dia ok je, tapi aku rasa dia sedikit marah jugak la, sebab dia jenis yg perfectionist and jaga reputation. I’m so sorry Mr. Wong, I lupa betul nak buat copy tadi. Maybe sebab dalam my mind, fikir I have to send this report as soon as possible to PGB. I’m sorry.

Do I look like I care?


Kenapa semua org tanya camana kerja ngan boss2 aku ni? What is it with them, my boss I mean? Teruk sangat ke diorang ni? Ok je aku tengok, and I feel ok too, coz I’m the one who worked with them. I still haven’t encountered any problem. Yet. But seriously, to me, they are ok. So please, stop asking me bout that. If you want to start a conversation with me, find another topic. Coz u r making my boss looks bad in my book. And this is not good. And not cool. Sooooo not cool.

I have to do it. Can’t hold it back any longer. I’ve been telling myself all this while that I could do it, I can manage, just give it some time. Turned out that I can’t, no matter how I try. Guess I don’t tried hard enough, eh?

I’m sorry.