Monday, September 21, 2009

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Time to get stupid

Let's Get It Started, in here...

And the base keep runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and
runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and...

In this context, there's no disrespect, so, when I bust my rhyme, you break your necks.
We got five minutes for us to disconnect, from all intellect collect the rhythm effect.
Obstacles are inefficient, follow your intuition, free your inner soul and break away from tradition.
Coz when we beat out, girl it's pullin without.
You wouldn't believe how we wow sh-t out.
Burn it till it's burned out.
Turn it till it's turned out.
Act up from north, west, east, south.

[Chorus:]
Everybody, everybody, let's get into it.
Get stupid.
Get it started, get it started, get it started.
Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here.
Let's get it started (ha), let's get it started in here.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Like a turkey vulture looking for the carcasses

You can't stop
Or I might pass ya
If you slow down
I will outlast ya
But when you're down
You won't find me laughing
Just one question I might ask ya
It might sound like a disaster
Can you make this thing go faster?

Monday, September 14, 2009

Happy B-Day Gaffer 2000...Again

Happy Birthday, Gaffer 2000.

Although Gaffer was knocking on death's door during this leg, his cheering section was in full effect.

Notice the two kids holding up their HKAC patches, rooting him on. What can we say? He has a special way with the kids.

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Butters Scotch: A Kitty like me eats chumps like you for breakfast.


The miles are marked in the blood and gold

Where the road is dark and the seed is sowed
Where the gun is cocked and the bullet's cold
Where the miles are marked in the blood and gold
I'll meet you further on up the road.

Got on my dead man's suit and my smilin' skull ring
My lucky graveyard boots and song to sing
I got a song to sing, keep me out of the cold
And I'll meet you further on up the road.

Further on up the road
Further on up the road
Where the way is dark and the night is cold
One sunny mornin' we'll rise I know
And I'll meet you further on up the road.

Now I been out in the desert, just doin' my time
Searchin' through the dust, lookin' for a sign
If there's a light up ahead well brother I don't know
But I got this fever burnin' in my soul
So let's take the good times as they go
And I'll meet you further on up the road.

Monday, September 7, 2009

Smackdown HKAC vs. NBB

Once in a Lifetime

I've got to formulate a plot before I end up in jail or shot
Success is my only motherfucking option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem's lot
So here I go is my shot.
Feet fail me not 'cause maybe the only opportunity that I got

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo

Saturday, September 5, 2009

Today from TAFKA

Today, we take a special request for the New Balance team:

And it feels right this time
On his crash course with the big time
Pay no mind to the distant thunder
New day fills his head with wonder, boy

Says it feels right this time
Turned it 'round and found the right line
“Good day to be alive, sir
Good day to be alive,” he says

Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Was just a freight train coming your way

From the Doctor: screaming capillaries

Oh sweet lungs don't fail me now
Your burning has turned into fear
That trails me in my every step, I'm moving quick but you're always on my heels

Just one more breath, I beg you please
Just one more step, my knees are weak
My heart is sturdy but it needs you to survive
My heart is sturdy but it needs you

Breathe, don't you want to breathe?
I know that you are strong enough to handle what I need
My capillaries scream, there's nothing left to feed on
My body needs a reason to cross that line
Will you carry me there one more time?

Friday, September 4, 2009

Man I am gonna be SO ready for RTB on the 11th!

Little do da competition know, I'm doin serious altitude training...just in time for the RTB September 11th! I've spent untold amounts of cash on this trip out to the Rockies but it'll be all worth it when I show up the 11th with a week and a half of serious training having been done high into the Rockies... just 4 days before the big competition! Yeah, they'll all be sorry fools when they see me whip by thems and I'm all relaxed and hardly breathin! You know, sometimes you just gotta be smarter than da competition.

See ya'll then!

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Hello Kitty/Haute Couture - even in Paris they understand

TAFKA:

My work habit ain't no habit man, I do it on purpose
I push myself to the limit so my talent will surface
So now it's, curtains and drapes, on anybody who hates
Disliking what I'm reciting, biting what I've been writing
I've been dogfighting, scratching and clawing on every height
Trying to make you remember me like you "Remember the Titans"

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Training with rocks in your shorts


Have we discovered this mystery man's method for improvement? Interested parties (Hugh-gulls, Madge) want to know.

King Sammy 5k PR - 17:59 (2008)
King Sammy's 5k PR last time he was on a non-HKAC squad - 19:43 (1994)
HKAC: Run any recent races?
King Sammy: Oh, a 5k down here recently.
HKAC: How did it go?
KS: Oh, it was okay, I ran 18:43, so 44 seconds off a PR.
Wife of KS: Tell them you did it with the baby.
KS: Oh yeah, by the way, CKA was with me in the jogger.

Dr. Chesticles

It's not the heat
It's the inhumanity
Plugged into the sweat of a summer street
Machine gun images pass
Like malice through a looking glass

The slackjaw gaze
Of true profanity
Feels more like surrender than defeat
If culture is the curse of the thinking class
If culture is the curse of the thinking class

Ceiling unlimited
World so wide
Turn and turn again

Feeling unlimited
Still unsatisfied
Changes never end

The vacant laugh
Of true insanity
Dressed up in the mask of tragedy
Programmed for the guts and glands
Of idle minds and idle hands

I rest my case...
Or at least my vanity
Dressed up in the mask of comedy
If laughter is a straw for a drowning man
If laughter is a straw for a drowning man

Ceiling unlimited
Windows open wide
Look and look again

Feeling unlimited
Eyes on the prize
Changes never end

Winding like an ancient river
The time is now again

Hope is like an ancient river
The time is now again