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i'm like a sniper, hyper off the ginseng brew
i turn on some music to start my day
alive in the land of the dead
won't last long in a prison they call life
If you want it, Re-Up'll make you plummet
i'm running down, in circles
now it's time for you and me
breaking rocks in the hot sun
kill the conscience, with lives on the line
Monday, February 18, 2008
you ain't made shit hot since Amerikkka's Most:
Christ, does WireTAP ever put the Plotz-Goldberg mutual-masturbation session to shame. Omar as Robin Hood? When, exactly, did he distribute his hauls to the poor? I don't think these two understand the show. And maybe, just maybe, they don't like the Sun storyline because they're the kind of reporters that David Simon disdains. The show is not laughing with you, gentlemen.
Update: In all fairness, I should say that in WireTAP 2 I mistakenly pointed to the loss of Omar's coat as foreshadowing his death. Last night Omar had the coat back.