“Blasting on fools(1982-2015 and so on)”

“Sleek and cool grey with the chrome

You rode on my shoulder

Blastin on fools

All it tool was a cassette tape

2 turntables and crossfader

Put the cassette in da box

Turn it up, now i’m blastin on fools

I out lived the honky tonks

Only to make em listen to

Avant gaurd styles from beyound the boarders of society

Blinded by a sound

The thunder claps and horns

The old lady said turn it down

I said you’ll never hear no elvis

But if you did would you be

This upset at the set

This was the 80’s and 90’s then i blasted fools

Blasted em for years with 16 inch subs i bought in texas for the besticus sound.

Tech 1200 rotated at my command

In a basement locked away from society

No one knew i was there unless i was playing music or cutting above average the wax which kept mebound to cave

Now its 2015 blue tooth speakers and a phone sneak onto the scene and only rich play boy fakers play crap from their honkie parents record box!

It seems its time to be blastin on fools agian as the sounds of the honku tonks are never coming back

No honky should rule sound

As to be a honky is to live without rythym, the book of honkies by honkies for honkies to be less honky and gain some funk and understanding for the ear polutents they put out”

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Published by: lumenuniverse

I write fiction, do street art, used to paint trains but that's really hard when your old, they just always seemed so dull and NY had better trains then we did with more color so i always liked throwing paint at my trains, I have one main blog which is my idea board which you are probably free to steel from just don't let me catch you with my more professional lawyers, I was depressed at one point in life because people kept pointing out i was different then them thanks, I guess i am, I don't fit in anywhere particular but I'm pretty happy because it seems like instead i fit in everywhere. I occasionally use grape vines to talk at some people, which are slow but un hack-able, I'm also my own medical researcher and a host of other nifty job titles i don't mind doing for myself it makes me happier each day! I am intelligent to the point where i'm hyper curious about things so i tend to ask alot of question about stuff if peole dont piss on me for having the super human ability of curiosity which keeps me learning despite a system that turned its back on me long ago, I still survive and write, one day i might go public but considering I'm probably wanted in my home town and don't even know it because i never got caught i don't often clue people in on who i am on earth, on the inter webs. while i have many masks that may seems scary even to some people I'm genuinely just a man making his community a better place to live for everyone he talks to that ever had a sad story who erased my metal ass face? I liked my metal face?

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