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Death Grips - "Beware" guitar intro seamless loop
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- čas přidán 12. 08. 2024
- Nice intro bruh
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The opening was sampled from • JANE'S ADDICTION - UP ...
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I am not crazy! I know he swapped those numbers! I knew it was 1216. One after Magna Carta. As if I could ever make such a mistake. Never. Never! I just - I just couldn't prove it. He - he covered his tracks, he got that idiot at the copy shop to lie for him. You think this is something? You think this is bad? This? This chicanery? He's done worse. That billboard! Are you telling me that a man just happens to fall like that? No! He orchestrated it! Jimmy! He defecated through a sunroof! And I saved him! And I shouldn't have. I took him into my own firm! What was I thinking? He'll never change. He'll never change! Ever since he was 9, always the same! Couldn't keep his hands out of the cash drawer! But not our Jimmy! Couldn't be precious Jimmy! Stealing them blind! And he gets to be a lawyer!? What a sick joke! I should've stopped him when I had the chance! And you - you have to stop him!
why did i read the whole thing lmao
“Jimmy McGill with a law degree is like a chimp with a machine gun!”
Someone should do an edit of Chuck saying this to the guitar intro
Please make this 😭😭
You could insert any ramble over this and it fits perfectly
you are absolutely correct
For my spanish class i had to pick a song to sing a paragraph over, and i used this.
I know it sounds crazy but whenever I touch these sandwiches... You're gonna laugh at me, you're gonna think I am nuts, gonna think I'm crazy. When I touch these sandwiches, I feel the hands of every person who's touched them before me and after me, and I feel this jolt of like friggin lightning or something from my head to the tip of my you know what. Sometimes, while I'm grabbing these sandwiches with my bare hands, I just can't help but throw my head back in ecstasy and moan. So whenever I go and talk to chicks, I just-- the chicks say to me, what do you do?, I say: yes, I do grab sandwiches with my bare hands in a factory... And don't laugh-- don't laugh at me. I feel like a spirit, like an orb shoot through my body every time I grab a sandwich. You know a lot of people laugh at me. They beat me up, they give me black eyes, they broke my nose four times... you know, because, because I just like to make sandwiches and I get bullied about it. And I get bullied for it. And they pull my underwear up and doo doo feces does fall out because of how hard they pull. But will I stop grabbing sandwiches with my bare hands and moving them down the assembly line? Absolutely freaking not. If you know what I mean, like, no. The answer is no way. Uh... This is the only thing that brings my life joy and you can-- You can beat me up, you can try to kill me, you can dox me, come to my house in a black SUV. I'm not gonna stop doing this. I love the people of this country. I love giving them soggy sandwiches. And no, I'm not gonna stop.
your crew gonna be serving sandwiches named after me, Vietnamese style, fool!
BEWAAARE
(god is a sandwich)
POV: the uncle you rarely see approaches you drunk at the family reunion
He come to me with money in his hand, he offered me, I didn’t ask him. I wasn’t knocking someone’s door down, I was running from that! When I got out, I was in that, I was already through that, I had that, i had the studio. I went to the studio, I went to VOX studios! I had it all and I looked at it and said "this's a bigger jail than I just got out from". I don't wanna take my time goin to work. I got a motorcycle and a sleeping bag, and ten or fifteen girls! What the hell I wanna go off n.. and go to work for? Work for what, money? I GOT all the money in the world! I'm the king, man! I run the underworld, guy! I's decides who does what and where they do it at! What the hell I wanna run around and act like some teeny-bopper somewhere for somebody else's money?
I make the money, man. I roll the nickels. The game is mine. I deal the cards
BEWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARE
@@elemenopi9239 (God is watching)
I CLOSE MY EYES AND SEIZE IT
I clench my fists and beat it
@@iforget6940 I LIGHT MY TORCH AND BURN IT
I love how this can work with anything you pair it up with from Pulp Fiction to Borat.
If you have to practice your opinion speech for english class do it over this and it will sound badass no matter what
listening to this while drinking a rum and coke at 2am is giving me one of the strangest feelings I have ever gotten, it makes me feel strangely powerful in a way would recommend
A fellow Rum and Coke drinker! My godsister made me one a while back, and I’ve been drinking them since before I was even diagnosed. They give me the warm fuzzies something awful.
I like this a lot. I envision walking through a desolate, southern, American county
I listen to this while running extremely fast through the desert.
this is like that feeling you get when a sneeze nearly comes out, then it hides, you rush to a bright light to try and coax it out, it burrows deeper, you give up, and here it comes, but then the feeling ultimately dissolves.
this is what plays in Sam Hyde's mind
don't you feel silly?
this fits
@@oolbean1123 don’t you feel…. A little ashamed?
I think I gotta make a new beware with some Sam Hyde quote replacing Manson, any ideas that’ll fit?
@@vampvhs there is one episode on his podcast where he talks about a deaf guy he met who was sleeping around with a bunch of women and gaslighting them. I think that would fit pretty well
Now it’s just Janes Addiction ;;)
i throw this on whenever i do my 3am monologues by myself in the backyard
This is in my playlist under "Drive-by Music"
As it should
Last night, and the night before, there was three women, walking down the street that way. I saw 'em! I said "Hey, you three women! Why are y'all walking down the street that way? There's nothing down there!" And they flew away! I said "Aw them was some birds..."
BIRDS
Waiting for the beat drop
Do not worry, son. You will always have me. I am an extension. I am a tool just like the other. I am the standing hair on the back of your neck. I am the balls of your feet. I am every pore that sweats. I am that feeling in your gut. The voice of reasoning, and I will always have your back. The only I ask in return is that you keep your mind sharp and your shoulders loose. Do these two things and I promise you I will sane and I will keep you strong. You just need to listen to your gut from here on out.
where is this feom
@@thescoobis4734 I got drunk and made it up
This goes hard 🔥
Trust your gut
Whether we wanted it or not, we've stepped into a war with the Cabal on Mars. So let's get to taking out their command, one by one. Valus Ta'aurc. From what I can gather he commands the Siege Dancers from an Imperial Land Tank outside of Rubicon. He's well protected, but with the right team, we can punch through those defenses, take this beast out, and break their grip on Freehold.
Crazy? I was crazy once. They put me in a room. A rubber room. A rubber room with rats. And rats make me crazy. Crazy? I was crazy once. They put me in a room. A rubber room. A rubber room with rats. And rats make me crazy.
I've been listening to this for over a goddamn hour now, HOW AM I STILL LAUGHING JUST BY ITS SIMPLICITY
From my tabletop game (modified githyanki lore)
Let me tell you something about the githyanki. We have no lords. No serfs. Each of us is a warrior, an artist, a sage. In the astral plane, we need no food or drink, so we need not work to sustain ourselves. And we have no money, because we can count on ourselves and our friends to provide for us. Only Vlaakith can ever hope to command us, for we are slaves no more. We play. We discover. We boldly go. And what do you do? You take a child’s sense of wonder and do anything you possibly can to crush it! As your leaders betray and exploit you, you sit complacent, like a worthless slug! Why shouldn’t we take what is yours, when you are using it to perpetuate a cycle of pain? With the powers of your archmages, you could want for nothing, exist in freedom and glory, but you choose meek subservience! There is magic in this world. It’s right in front of your faces, and yet you are too afraid to reach out and grab it. There will be no peace. Our warriors will descend from the skies in legions, dragon’s breath raining like hellfire, and we will raze your merchant empire so that you may have a chance to create something better.
You know they say that all men are created equal, but you look at me and you look at Samoa Joe and you can see that statement is not true. See, normally if you go one on one with another wrestler, you got a 50/50 chance of winning. But I'm a genetic freak and I'm not normal! So you got a 25%, AT BEST, at beat me. Then you add Kurt Angle to the mix, your chances of winning drastic go down. See the 3 way at Sacrifice, you got a 33 1/3 chance of winning, but I, I got a 66 and 2/3 chance of winning, because Kurt Angle KNOWS he can't beat me and he's not even gonna try!
So Samoa Joe, you take your 33 1/3 chance, minus my 25% chance and you got an 8 1/3 chance of winning at Sacrifice. But then you take my 75% chance of winning, if we was to go one on one, and then add 66 2/3 per cents, I got 141 2/3 chance of winning at Sacrifice.
See Joe, the numbers don't lie, and they spell disaster for you at Sacrifice.
The Industrial Revolution and its consequences have been a disaster for the human race. They have greatly increased the life-expectancy of those of us who live in “advanced” countries, but they have destabilized society, have made life unfulfilling, have subjected human beings to indignities, have led to widespread psychological suffering (in the Third World to physical suffering as well) and have inflicted severe damage on the natural world. The continued development of technology will worsen the situation. It will certainly subject human beings to greater indignities and inflict greater damage on the natural world, it will probably lead to greater social disruption and psychological suffering, and it may lead to increased physical suffering even in “advanced” countries
That right there is the mail. Now let's talk about the mail. Can we talk about the mail, please, Mac? I've been dying to talk about the mail with you all day, OK? "Pepe Silvia," this name keeps coming up over and over again. Every day Pepe's mail is getting sent back to me. Pepe Silvia! Pepe Silvia! I look in the mail, and this whole box is Pepe Silvia! So I say to myself, "I gotta find this guy! I gotta go up to his office and put his mail in the guy's goddamn hands! Otherwise, he's never going to get it and he's going to keep coming back down here." So I go up to Pepe's office and what do I find out, Mac? What do I find out?! There is no Pepe Silvia. The man does not exist, okay? So I decide, "Oh shit, buddy, I gotta dig a little deeper." There's no Pepe Silvia? You gotta be kidding me! I got boxes full of Pepe! All right. So I start marchin' my way down to Carol in HR and I knock on her door and I say, "Carol! Carol! I gotta talk to you about Pepe." And when I open the door what do I find? There's not a single goddamn desk in that office! There. is. no. Carol in HR. Mac, half the employees in this building have been made up! This office is a goddamn ghost town!
bull of heaven b like
Speedin Bullet 2 Heaven 😳
I remember when I thought this was some kind of complex polyrhythmic shit and it's actually just a normal riff with triplets
This is so good
I just realized this is the same notes as megalovania
And I know what I must do
He is the beast he worship's
Senor Chang, why do you teach Spanish? They say it just like that. Why do you teach Spanish? Why you? Why not math? Why not photography? Why not martial arts? Surely it must be in my nature to instruct you in something that’s ancient and secret, like, oh, building a wall that you can see from outer space. Well, I’ll tell you why I teach Spanish. It is none of your business. Ok? And I don’t want to have any conversations about what a mysterious, inscrutable man I am. I am a Spanish genius! En espanol, my nickname is El Tigre! Chino! Because my knowledge will bite her face off! So don’t question Senor Chang. You’ll get bit. Ya bit. Ya bit!
Connection terminated. I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth, if you still even remember that name, But I'm afraid you've been misinformed. You are not here to receive a gift, nor have you been called here by the individual you assume, although, you have indeed been called. You have all been called here, into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your lust for blood has driven you in endless circles, chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber, always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach, but you will never find them. None of you will. This is where your story ends. And to you, my brave volunteer, who somehow found this job listing not intended for you, although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be. I am remaining as well. I am nearby. This place will not be remembered, and the memory of everything that started this can finally begin to fade away. As the agony of every tragedy should. And to you monsters trapped in the corridors, be still and give up your spirits. They don't belong to you. For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps more waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although, for one of you, the darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole, so don't keep the devil waiting, old friend. My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours, and then, what became of you. I should have known you wouldn't be content to disappear, not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now. It's time to rest - for you, and for those you have carried in your arms. This ends for all of us. End communication.
thank you very much.
Thank you
"Is there anything Zin Marsh wouldn't do?" Well, I think it should be pretty obvious... No. I ain't got no shame. Tsk. Why do you think I work at Askalasis? Don't care what. You want me to tie a hamster to my forehead and start doing cartwheels? I'll do it! Only if the price it right, that is. I gave a werewolf a massage for $45, and I earned it. A guy asked me if I would crush his head between my thighs for 4 bucks... Of course I did it! I don't kink shame! Finally out these babies to use cause I needed money for the bus that day. There was one time I let someone rail me for a bag of coffee and a pack of gum. Look, I can be bought, but I ain't cheap. Need help with groceries? Need someone to spit on the lions at the zoo? I got ya covered! A couple days ago, I was asked if I would slap Nori for $52. Well... 52 is 52, so...
🥵🥵
He be comin' to me with shillings in his hands, he be offerin me, I weren't begging. I be not seeking his charters, I be running from that, when I be privateerin I been through that, I had that. I had me armada. I had me a good ship, I be raiding the Spanish navy, I had more plunder than could be spent, and I look at it and say, "This be a graver punishment than the gallows"
I won't be taking me time to be working the docks, I've got a strong ship and a good crew of ten or fifteen cutthroats, for what purpose be I workin' on the land for? Working for some wee pay? I've got more plunder than could be spent! I be deciding where we be docking and where we be raiding. I decide who be walking the plank and who be going free to tell tales of our viciousness.
This ship be my ship. The seas be mine. I hoist the anchor.
-Blackbeard
Playing this while my Econ teacher is giving a lecture and it fits perfectly
I found it!
"A ver chiquillos, Antes que nah en el chat Vamos a dar las reglas del chat. Primero: no hablar de huevito rey Segundo: Prohibido hablar de mysterion Tercero: Prohibido los insultos Y cuarto: No están permitidos los garabatos y los comu- Y el comunismo. Estamos de acuerdo? Lo quiero toa' a la wena Estamos de acuerdo? Ya les dije nada de insultos porfavor. (?) Yo ya hice gameplay de smash bros pa' la swich. Porfavor no hablen mas de huevito rey... Ya les dije que estan dentro de las reglas. No esta pirateao' to' original. No, no te voy hacer moderador. Yo me voy a marchar... No te voy a decir el precio de mi pc... Porque me costo bastante caro.. Ya les dije porfavor nada de hablar de mysterion, Ya les dije mil veces. ¡Basta de hablar de huevito rey porfavor aqui esta prohibido! -Diselo(?) Eso estoy haciendo.. ¡Basta de insulto! ¡Que les dije de huevito rey! ¡QUE LA CORTARAN! -(¿?)... ¡Dejame.. Yo estoy controlando ahí. -No grites"
musical version of edging
society sucks
Suppose that you were sitting down at this table. The napkins are in front of you, which napkin would you take? The one on your ‘left’? Or the one on your ‘right’? The one on your left side? Or the one on your right side? Usually you would take the one on your left side. That is ‘correct’ too. But in a larger sense on society, that is wrong. Perhaps I could even substitute ‘society’ with the ‘Universe’. The correct answer is that ‘It is determined by the one who takes his or her own napkin first.’ …Yes? If the first one takes the napkin to their right, then there’s no choice but for others to also take the ‘right’ napkin. The same goes for the left. Everyone else will take the napkin to their left, because they have no other option. This is ‘society’… Who are the ones that determine the price of land first? There must have been someone who determined the value of money, first. The size of the rails on a train track? The magnitude of electricity? Laws and Regulations? Who was the first to determine these things? Did we all do it, because this is a Republic? Or was it Arbitrary? NO! The one who took the napkin first determined all of these things! The rules of this world are determined by that same principle of ‘right or left?’! In a Society like this table, a state of equilibrium, once one makes the first move, everyone must follow! In every era, this World has been operating by this napkin principle. And the one who ‘takes the napkin first’ must be someone who is respected by all. It’s not that anyone can fulfill this role… Those that are despotic or unworthy will be scorned. And those are the ‘losers’. In the case of this table, the ‘eldest’ or the ‘Master of the party’ will take the napkin first… Because everyone ‘respects’ those individuals
I could literally cancel you charlie, I could literally cancel you, and I choose not to, it's true though, it's the truth I'm the freaking pedo hunter. I clicked this video because I thought he was talking about me, laughter, cause I get, I get what I'm doing is creepy and obsessive. But I promise I wouldn't let them down, and I wont.
This loop is definitely not seamless, it cuts in weird places
sorry my friend this was edited on a 1987 Mig-21 soviet fighter jet computer system, very hard to make took 2 days and 3 months to create. I hope you can forgive me.
@@PyroVarkFr do you want me to do it right and upload it for you
@@patrickg5648 do it
@@PyroVarkFr Understandable, have a nice day.
@@patrickg5648 Well? We're (I'm) waiting. Add the "Beware, God is watching" drop at the end to top it off.