जुस्त अनोठेर Day

First, a report I stole from LeaveUr9@Home. It's about Narcycist a Canadian rapper:

Next, we have a report from Forbes on genetic factors involved in PTSD. Watch out, however, as the study PIs have reported having ties with psychiatric drug makers. Yeesh! The study was paid for by the National Institutes of Mental Health (NIMH).
Story here.

Also, television programs are creating new games for their viewers. The games will tie-in to the show, similar to the viral marketing 'games' out for series such as "Heroes" now.

Third, there's a new car being made and you won't believe your eyes. The Aptera The image is above.

Finally, some lyrics, written to StevO Untitle64:

So now I'm sittin here at my computer,
Just reading another article put out by Reuters,
Accession points, AP joints, Peanut Butter crunch, oi,
Nyets, Da, Si, Ja, Nein, leave your gun at home
leave your light alone. I don't know why, just listen to me get sly.
Stallone get Rambo on the phone. We need new countenance for our governance.
And if we don't use our wits, to wit, we deserve what we get.
We deserve to get hit, three shot style. I got just another mile.
Once we fret the spot, hand job the neck of the musical spies...
And every other person I know, has gone through the trauma just a bit mo'.
Just a bit mo.... just a bit mo...
So let's go, get with me, come back to me, get fresh with me.
I know you felt the last-chance train, while you were standing in the.. oh.
You already knew what needed to be said. I just wandered around like an undead zed.
Don't make me call you ho, it's a real low-low game to be play-yed.
So we playin'? Out on the playa? Burn a man down if you feel you have to frown.
Where's the rainbow? Get with Kane, or.. or.. get with Abel. Ton.

Looks like we also get some new MONEY.

लिविंग लेगेंड्स

Link to myspace, then a new video:


Check out the Living Legends, on tour, Right Now.

No new lyrics, I been getting lazy trying to mix some vocals with some of the instrumentals that been floating my way recently. Look out. Good looks.

~Correct Knowledge

क्रेजिनेस

Bonus video for the day:

गोट बीफ?

No news today, it's just too depressing. Instead I have some lyrics I wrote to an Aesop Rock joint. Train Buffer.

See? Aural Carl knows it's just a one-word shout.
Who stole the pain? Who stole my mane? Lion's worth bouts, this is just a game.
And I get sick and tired of the world tellin' me I'm mean.
Look in a mirror son, run away from white MC's.
Messin' with a business you got no idea about.
Messin' with the real blessed N-word I can't make come out my mouth.
The major share, the fetus MC birthed. It's worth it.
At home, the docs try to say you can't do this shit alone.
The M.D. P. H. D. always blame others for the short-comings of they own.
They own letters on a piece of paper, shape her, shape-shifter, crone. Lies.
Dr. Kim stealin' ova from, she acquiescence since we Have to work in the Hives.
Tunnel vision blinds us from the effects we have on others' lives.
Shrek decks, pads, even DJs are alive. Speak jive, don't, we all live in sin.
Change my colors so I'm bloody crippled Q-vo white-black rown. In.
The day, back when, we elementary at West High alumni. Dot com, so you
tag up my school. Teach us who rules this sick adult game. Yo,
You rule if you know; Ever since Little friends day care, hair on your back grown.
I lay it down simple, flows out my mouth complex, not so much if you take
a mental second to lay it down for 2mex. Hexes from theSonGodSuns inspire all,
even if you conscious mind is a rewound rewind tape deck. Mine? Call out!
See? Aural Carl knows it's just a one-word shout.
Who stole the pain? Who stole my mane? Lion's worth bouts. This is just a game.
And I get sick and tired of the world tellin' me I'm mean.
And I get sick and tired of the world tellin' me to stop.
I love hip-hop.

जुस्त अनोठेर Day

First, a California court punishes Ford and raises the prices of automobiles. At least this paralyzed woman is going to be rich now. Good for her.

Second, a Dr. Brandyopadhyay has invented a chemical `brain' to control nanobots. You can read about it in the lastest copy of PNAS.

Third, we have a video via a Spanish language hiphop blog which shall remain nameless. The video is hosted by YouTube. It is named A Bro-N.x. Tale - Who You Be?


Finally, a few lyrics I threw down yesterday.

And if you thought that I would care.
Then you must realize I will not share.
And if you thought that I would change.
Then you must realize this is just a game.
This roooollercoaster ride we call life.
You must be this small to cause such strife.
I was a pirate years and years ago.
Now sky reach limits this is a real low.
Rock bottom cups me when I am down.
Eye Beach will rock me when you frown.
You don't understand a word that I say.
You couldn't understand when I said that's OK.
Run through man like there was no tomorrow.
Sorrow, next time it'll be more bizarro.
Crime family is a stamp you will see,
if you keep your eyes open, stayin' six, [sic] si.

'Till next time. Peace.

~Correct Knowledge