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NOT A LOT OF PEOPLE KNOW THIS - The Kalergi Plan.

Montuno

...como el Son...
(((the kalergi plan)))

F.R.A.C. : "La cospiranoia" :


WE CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF CONSPIRACY THEORIES,
CONSPIRACY, CONSPIRACY, CONSPIRACY...
WE CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF CONSPIRACY.
WHAT CONSPIRANOIA? WHAT COSPIRANOIA? (x2)

We accept resumes to pilot chemtrails,
the company that offers it: S.A IV Reich.
This is not a joke, this is not a fake,
we live in four, five, one fahrenheit.

God does not exist but I understand that there is something:
a computer with someone hitting play,
ashtrays with joints accompanying a bimbai (rum&cola),
whatever has Twitter, WhatsApp, Facebook and Line.

I downloaded an application for my cell phone
that detects Traffic Guardias Civiles and UFOs on a radar;
I gave my email to the New Acropolis people,
as a thank you, they gave me a pen.

I met Pimentel and Sánchez Dragó,
I poured a little piece of cardboard (LSD) in his coffee
to check that they see what I see:
Carmen Porter dancing dancehall.


THERE IS NO ONE WHO CAN GET ENOUGH OF CONSPIRACY,
OF CONSPIRACY, OF CONSPIRACY, OF CONSPIRACY...
WE CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF CONSPIRACY.
WHAT CONSPIRANOIA? WHAT CONSPIRANOIA?


I do not know if I believe in the Beyond,
I don't even know if I believe in the afterlife.
In the case that it exists, I don't know what will happen
I don't know if in the Beyond you have to pay a fee to enter.

I have seen in the street several robocops
who have everything but education;
the virtual education system is in place,
I have enrolled in the Tavistock Institute.

We are going to found at last the paranormal group:
debates, colloquiums and sidereal gatherings;
once a year during their cultural week:
güijas, psychophonies, dominoes and carnival.

Some claim and claim to be the grandchildren and great-grandchildren of
the grandchildren and great-grandchildren of a certain Rudolf Hess.
...Of Rudolf what?!? Of Rudolf Hess ?
...only a certain Karlos Puest sounds familiar to me.


THERE IS NO ONE WHO CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF CONSPIRACY,
OF CONSPIRACY, OF CONSPIRACY, OF CONSPIRACY...
WE DON'T KNOW WHAT CONSPIRACY IS, WITH CONSPIRACY.
WHAT CONSPIRACY? WHAT CONSPIRACY? WHAT CONSPIRACY? (x2)


Illuminati with tomati in a bathrobe,
Marichalánnunaki, Rafa Pal, Miguel Rix;
the missing link, that's Paquirrín,
the neighborhood of Fernando Carmona Ortiz.

Bring out the umbrella for the Haarp project;
also wellies, albal paper cap,
nuclear mask to be able to breathe.
This is the conspiracy and its Carnival costume.

To the liquidi comes Batoski-hipster with Trosky hairstyle,
beware that today Lewandoski has jumped.
We are protected by Gadafi's karatekas just in case,
I'm added in the WhatsApp of the Stasi.

If one day the leader with Rome (The Pope) gets mad,
he's going to get fed up with rabid dogs from North Korea.
Rasta-fascist-monarchists-centrists-liberals,
merge with VOX (Spanish Trump's ultraright force) and now form Vox Marley.


NO ONE CAN GET ENOUGH OF CONSPIRACY,
OF CONSPIRACY, OF CONSPIRACY, OF CONSPIRACY...
WE CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF CONSPIRACY.
WHAT CONSPIRANOIA? WHAT CONSPIRANOIA?



https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=MbVvXYQIRfU

je, je, je...
 

Montuno

...como el Son...
Even better: The "locals" Beastie Boys:

Def Con Dos : "Tontorrón 04" (aprox):

" hello my friend,
it's been a long time,
You don't remember me,
I used to sell you hashish;
my name is Asan,
You don't get me anymore,
Are you still in Madrid,
or have you gone back to Seville?

If you want I'll explain how I got rich,
I sold only talego and didn't spend on perico (cocaine),
One day a guy with a prophet's beard came along,
with the desire to make the world a fistfull of shit:

He learned in one year in Spain how to fly a paraglider,
and crashed his cousin Atra into the Word Trade Center,
then I'm out of money, out of work,
I'm forced to play bass with these three hung Christians.

The cop tells me I've changed my business,
-do you become a Piolin in a recreational park-
the world is going crazy and is no longer what it is,
but I am a good Moor who lives in Lavapies.

I swear to you that Bin Ladem is my enemy:
he deserves to be hanged by the beard;
I was the king of hashish in Alcolcon,
and because of him I now sell kebab in the main square.

You don't buy from me anymore, buddy,
because you think I'm alQaeda;
you don't buy me anymore, buddy,
because you think I'm AalQaeda.



https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=NBiCwG...&start_radio= 1
 
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