this seems to be a *dupeof=http://videosift.com/video/Dwarves-Gettin-Drunk-Breakin-Plates-And-Ghostriding-The-Whip

I logged in tonight to post this very video..quite random, and I think the laughter will haunt my dreams tonight.

fuckin' great film...on location in Houston, baby...some of it-ground-breakin' near-future fun-

Sonny, I remember back in the day when it took 12 long years to get your gold star! Not with all this flabbety-floo, but good back-breakin' work! Now with all this fancy hoidy-toidy Internet, well you can just sit around and have them falling from the sky! Ain't like the ol' days....nope...not one bit....(smacks lips)....uhm....what were we talking about again?

Congrats man!

Busta Rhymez up in the place true indeed
yes I catch wreck and that's word on my seed
I guarantee to give you what you need
One blood everybody like Junior Reid
Wake up every morning yo I must up seed
Nationwide darkhorse make the world stampede
Yo really let me roll some weed
mad charged nigga now I must proceed
Yo we 'bout to make you set speed
Peace to Baby Phife, Q-Tip, Ali Shaheed
Watch me knock you out like Apollo Creed
Body blow bustin' your shit making you bleed
Just feed off dynamic flows an take heed
Need more information homeboy then just read
Ay-Ya!! you can read all about the pure breed
Do the bogle dance I'll do the pepperseed

How dare you ever try to step on my suede shoes
Top Gun shut down your Firm like Tom Cruise
Please let me get down and blow a fuse
Actin' fool breakin' shit down to molecules
Yo let me hit you with my ill street blues
Busta Rhymez always headlines the street news
Woo-Hah!!! Yo baby girl don't be confused
Sail my seven seas and enjoy my boat cruise
I know you really want to know who's
comin' through leaving bloodstains and residues
Sorry homeboy but your flow sounds used
Gotta pay your dues baby you know the rules
Whenever I travel the world I landcruise
If you choose to fuck around you get bruised
Now I got you gassed on super unleaded fuels
Get me through give me some space you excuse

Yo which muthaphucka stole my flow
eenie....meenie miney mo
Throw that type of nigga right out my window
Blast your ass hit you with my direct blow
Bo!! Coming through like G.I. Joe
Star Wars movie deal like Han Solo
Make you bounce around like this was calypso
Always shine cause I got the high pro glow
You think that you can hide you think you can lay low
Roll up on your ass like Hawaii 5-0
Mad out with my dreads in my kango
forget the Moet nigga just pass the Cisco
Yo!! Take a trip down to Mexico
Come back with that shit that might make you psycho
Maximum frequencies through your stereo
Sorry this is it but homeboy I got to go

I guess everybody needs somebody to love you can't
leave love lonely cause being naive to it you can just
lose it like that See kisses for bruises don't make it
heal back it be'z the sex appeal that's from the next
and not necessarily the sex and one might appeal to
the intellect having a greater affect on how they feelin'
stimulation breakin down their shields for the real and
as it stands mysteriously curiosity it kills the cat and
offsets them mentally so they're trapped in behind
these fantasies with no action searchin for a remedy
now she loves her man but there is just a different type
of chemistry that flairs when her desires on fire quick
is the fuse anotha loves for hire

I was high like the vocal tone of my nigga Bootie Brown
decided to take a ride to see what's really goin' down up on
the northside of town Of course I bought a quarter pound
of bomb hemp feelin' a-ight like Johnny Kemp on a Friday
night Lookin' right cuz' my shit is tight blazin' blunts to city
lights on Sunset and Crescent Heights Bounce to the House
of Blues then I slid in free wit tennis shoes, sweatshirt, jeans
and no ID. Soon as I step inside the plizace I recognize the
fizace of an epp wit an izass more amazin' than grace So
I waste no time to kick my little I say "How ya doin'" she say
"I'm doin' fine" so I commence to mackin to baby to see
what's crackin So maybe I get her back at the cabin and
start attackin Threw back a shot of yack and started jabber
and jibben Fibbin and adibin just to get her to my crib then
We was chilling on the bed bumpin some Isley thought I was
about to spread the thighs but she surprised me when she
said "oh like that? You know I don't get down" I know my
homies gonna clown cause I let her stick around when...

Now Daddy's home but she's been waitin all night so we
could be all alone This is an everyday thing so we hang out
by the phone tryin to build something real Working tips to
the bone so much loves gone astray that it won't be comin
home no time soon So I dance with the silhouette beneath
the moon and she said if satisfactions guaranteed nothin
else could come between the flight of a new love babe Yeah
maybe we could be cool instead of sharin' this here ship
with the fools... you know ? (that) ... Right now... right now...
right now... right now... baby... Right now... right now...
right now... baby... and she said
I'll give you the world if you want
it I'll give you the world if you need it baby

Niggas got me steamin, bout to flip my lid
Fuck around, and I proceed to blow your back out, kid
(Boom!) Not to say I'm on a violent tip
But my hand stays on my gun, in case you start some shit
Cause I been rhymin since way back when
Straight up and from the heart is how it's always been
Now punk niggas wanna test me
But all that tiggedy-tiggedy tongue-twistin shit don't impress me
It's just a phase, and you know damn well
That you'll fall off in a minute, cause that shit don't sell
Funny how you think you could surpass me, or outlast me
With that bullshit style, you're fallin fast, gee
See, I suggest you go back where you came from
(Your mic, and my mic) Come on, don't play, son
See, the days of payin dues is over
I'm a little fed up, and it's time that I show ya
We battle one time, you're dead, no sequel
(Your mic, and my mic - come on yo, no equal) --> Q-Tip

The wiggedy-wicked Psycho Les drops it like a lunatic
Steady back-breakin bitches with my super dick
Hat's on the jim, sometimes I nut in em
St. Ides fucks up their eyes, and I bend em
Down, while I'm flowin to this nutty sound
Open up the knapsack, check out what we found
H-h-horns, bass, lines
Beats get chopped in the Nut Shop, we don't waste time
Yo, I'm 'cold lampin' like Flavor
Floatin at the top while you're sick, and 'nothin can save ya'
Just like the Biz said
Remember - uugh! - styles I drop to be, what is it?
(The shizzit) Word to your mama
I bend your girl like a comma
Due to Lambada, I think I gotta
Stop, because the bitch said, "(???)"
So I nutted, and I got out
(Boom!) No matter how hot you claim to be, you can't roast this
Nut, what's up? You wanna get eaten up like a hostess?
'Cup', 'cake', you know my words are lethal
(Your mic, and my mic - come on yo, no equal)

Every line I connect, my literature's perfect
Per minute, per second, and yo, you gotta reck-
On with Fashion, cause by the way I'm rippin things
Whoever thinks I take a loss has hamstrings
Young dames, I shoot em and Jimmy aims to knock her
Sex with this flex, best thing tends to lock up
Yeah, really bad ass, smokin past you niggas
The chicks I stick shit with, I love your figures
Triggers, I pull em with no remorse for bodies
Fash pumps the hotties, chumps pump with shoties
Shoot em up, bang-bang! Miss targets rarely
Mics I touch up, I fucks em daily
Barely another who can test the cool Fash
Asses I kick in the ashes, dumpin trashes
So don't riff, cause I flow swift like the Nile, son
Tame is for plain Jane fame, I'm a wild one
Auto-matic-ly I let loose the
Fierce MC-i-n-g force in me
Cool Fash, sendin a blast to rap people
(Your mic, and my mic - come on yo, no equal)

Y'all mythalogical niggaz is comical
The astronomical is comin through like the flu bombin you
And embalmin in your crew too
With the musical mystical magical you know how I do
With word attack skills and vocabulary too
My rendition of this Edition is all brand New
You're through I make the planetarian like Doctor Who (who who?)
So Who! (who?)
Born to get tripped on, word is bond
I'm kickin rhymes til the A.M. vultures swarm
Not Quincy but I'm Back on the Block and not sellin crack
I'm comin in with the fat funk flows and tracks
So what you sayin black, with all that yackedy yack
My artifacts can't be beat with bats
I'm sayin, I eat up everthing up on the menu
and bend you and send you swayin, to be continued...

Spur of the moment opponents are suspects
Caught up in precipitation reign of the tech/niques
I speak my concepts freak
The ich-ni-son-shi funk figures of speech
Now that shit is in the open, I'm open, tokin, scopin
Waitin for the next nigga to get opened on
And break him down like a organic compound
That's the weight of the world as the Earth goes round
Now, how the fuck you sound?
I represent my clique, Microphone Pound
You better pack your leather, dope, or medication for the shakin
Meditation from the earth-to-quakin shit that we be bakin
Never fakin I gets down for my crown clown
Shakin the membrane of Encyclopedia Brown
Freakin the funk in any throwdown
While you sustain the sounds, up in ya...

I comes down breakin ground
So back up offa me and sit yo' ass down
Now when I'm on the microphone I roam through zones
But don't be tryin this shit at home
No matter what race creed colour him or her
I comes cleaner than Jeru, and Damage an amateur
As chronical facial disorders occur
I'll assassinate your character's caliber
I channel my anger, from the double edged banger (Banger!)
and turn into the microphone strangler
Stop tryin to see where your eyes can't follow
Say goodnight to the world and goodbye to tomorrow
You rave and cuss so it's a must ya get bust
We're not to be fucked with, Toys Ain't Us
For eternity, through infinity
I eternally, get in ya...

What you folks want? Yeah
We got the funk so come on down
What you folks want? Yeah
We got the funk so come on down
What you folks want?
We got the funk so come on down...

that was amazing. The breakin clips were the icing on vince shlomi's nuts

Either people don't know the ShamWow guy or they've never seen the Slap Chop commercial. If there is a knock on the vid it's that the Breakin' clips don't come in until at least 90 seconds have gone by.

But really . . . stop having boring tuna . . . stop having a boring life.

[tajai]

Message recorded, lessons be stored in
This mental core its, like lentil porridge
Nas-t, massey, be the last g
From medical texts to class me
Ask me, if I had to grip my pad
The riffs I grab would rip and stab
The kids that sag the shit they strap
Is flavorless, and wreckless
Your bestest behavior gets
I plays the hits, displays the shit
A razor gets parlayed amidst
And later splits a feeling that
I made ya hit, a really phat I gave to kids
When I punched em
I crunch men, at a function

[phesto]

Ponder on this, I swallowed the spliff with elocution
Encompassing the pompous means when I escalate my tool
Shins get split, men get spindled swiveled pivoted
By my riveting centrifuge
I swindling crews, bringing a fist to bruise
Pulverizing skulls annihilating trifling dunces
Pulling rifle pumps to stifle punks when my knife splits
Split your spleen hit you clean in the kisser
When I twist a riddle Im breakin the brittle
And flimsy with my whimsy
Puns and phrases I stun and phase kids
Terrorize em paralyze em paraplegic, when I leave em
Mindless spineless vertabraetless with menengitis
I earn em swift and minus a life with my nine

[a-plus]

I get the props, you get the buttocks
I know my what nots, stoppin flows like blood claats
Nah, cuz thats a bad word in jamaican
And I am that, grams packed cuz my jams phat
So get the beaner butter we discovered treasure
Youre sweet when I stomp you with my feet just for pleasure
Cuz I write the rhymes like a slavell pick the cotton
The best from the west cuz Im fresh and youre rotten
Take out the trash or Ill take it out your ass
With a blast from the past in the future, Ill shoot ya
But for the present beatdowns will suffice
Lose cuz you choose to be down with some mice
You dumb dunces I come once its my time to
Wanna hear a joke? Im you
Dont you wish I wont dismiss your treachery
I bet you be, leaving upon a stretcher g

[opio]

Im coming tighter, your rhymes are oreida
Little reminescent of the poetry I write
A-stoundingly, youre sounding like me, might we
Step outside and settle this I cause catastrophes
I laugh at these cause my shit is astonishing
Demolishing, you and your following Im swallowing
Mcs like I was a black hole ramsack those
Wack flows who chose to oppose
I dont suppose, dare or where my stubble grows
Reverses the process, God bless you swing and whoa its you!
Opio, disposes of crews like snotty tissues
I rip through bodies with corkscrews you wish you never tried

You wanna front what?
Jump up and get bucked
If you're feeling lucky duck
Then press your luck
I snatch fake gangsta MC's and make em faggot flambe
Your nine spray my mind spray
Malignant mist steadily pumps the funk
The results you're a gang stuffed in a car trunk
You couldn't come to the jungles of the East poppin that game
You won't survive get live catchin wreck is our thing
I don't gang bang or shoot out bang bang
The relentless lyrics the only dope I slang
I'm a true master you can check my credentials
Cuz I choose to use my infinite potentials
Got a freaky, freaky, freaky-freaky flow
Control the mic like fidel castro locked cuba
So deep that you can scuba dive/my jive
Origin is unknown like the Jubas
I've accumulated honies all across the map
Cuz I'd rather bust a nut then bust a cap in
Ya back in fact my rap snaps ya sacroilliac
I'm the mack so i don't need to tote a Mac
My attack is purely mental and its nature's not hate
It's meant to wake ya up out of ya brainwashed state
Stagnate nonsense but if you persist
You'll get ya snotbox bust you press up on this
I flip hoes dip none of the real niggas slip
You don't know enough math to count the mics that I ripped
Keep the Dirty Rotten Scoundrel as his verbal weapons spit

Real rough and rugged, shine like a gold nugget
Every time i pick up the microphone i drug it
Unplug it on chumps with the gangsta babble
Leave your nines at home and bring your skills to the battle
You're rattlin' on and on and ain't sayin nothing
That's why you got snuffed when you bump heads with Dirty Rotten
Have you forgotten, i'll tap you [jaw]
I also kick like kung fu flicks by run run shaw
Made frauds bleed every time I g'd
Cuz i've perfected my drunken style like sam seed
Pseudo psychos i play like Michael
Jackson when i'm bustin ass and breakin backs
Inhale the putrified aroma
Breathe too deep and you'll wind up coma-
tose the king i'm hard like a fifth of vodka
And bring your clique cuz i'm a hard rock knocka
I gotcha, out on a limb i'm about to push you off the brink
Let you draw your craw but you burnin' shot breaks
When the East is in the house you should come equipped

Fly like a jet sting like a hornet
Knuckleheads get live and set it off if you want it
Dirty rotten scoundrels is crushin fools no joke
With styles more fatal than second hand smoke
Don't provoke the wrath of this rhyme inventor
Cuz I blow up spots like the world trade center
Come with the super trooper on his assault mission
The tech's technique cuz he's a technician
Wishin he'll go away won't help the weapons stop
The skills are shot cuz any idiot can let off a glock
Hard rock smellin the clutch of this untoucha
You claim you got beef on the streets so whatcha
Gonna do when real niggaz roll up on you
And you don't got your crew
Pull your glock but you don't got the heart
You was webbed straight from the start
Bought a tool and didn't learn how to use it
Got lost in Brooklyn so you had to lose it
Just for frontin you got that ass waxed

An' the hog of the forsaken
Got no reason to cry
He got to chew the angels
Fallen from on high

He ain't waitin' for no answer
Bakin' woeful pie
Pie of eyesight, pie blue-black
Whoa that pie, the pie of bye-n-bye

An' the hog of the forsaken
Well, he ain't like you and i
With bones always breakin'
An' no place to go an' lie

He sit in the bog so dark and wet
He got so much time
He ain't even worried yet
The hog of the forsaken
He is the pork of crime

An' the hog of the forsaken
He will leave you on more chance
Which if you won't be takin'
He leave it for the hence

It's out in the wilderness
He sings for friend and foe
He sings for those times as well
As those times to go

Ahh.... I didn't notice that. I have too many videos to submit so I won't be doing them. Maybe you can post about them in SiftTalk?

In reply to this comment by taoofpooh26:
I didn't up them myself because I made the videos.

I read the posting policy. I followed the spec for this by not sifting my own stuff, and e-mailed the admins as described in the policy. Brian Hudson replied, suggesting I contact some of the top members about the videos. That's what I did. I went and found some of those members that might like my videos based on their own video viewing history and such, and contacted a few.

In reply to this comment by ant:
You didn't submit them? I upvote anything science even though I don't watch or have interest.

In reply to this comment by taoofpooh26:
A few videos that might be of interest, given some of the other stuff you like. Semi-educational, semi-insane, mostly silly time wasting.

Here's a handful:
Potential Energy
The Physics of Breaking Stuff
Breaking Flaming Boards and Leidenfrost

A few videos that might be of interest, given some of the other stuff you like (geeky science and such). Semi-educational, semi-insane, mostly silly time wasting.

Here's a handful:
Potential Energy
The Physics of Breaking Stuff
Breaking Flaming Boards and Leidenfrost
Doll Death - Slain By Solvent Science

A few videos that might be of interest, given some of the other stuff you like. Semi-educational, semi-insane, mostly silly time wasting.

Here's a handful:
Potential Energy
The Physics of Breaking Stuff
Breaking Flaming Boards and Leidenfrost
Doll Death - Slain By Solvent Science