Showing posts with label biker. Show all posts
Showing posts with label biker. Show all posts
Thursday, June 25, 2020
BIKER vs. Motorcyclist
Friday, April 17, 2020
PAFA Paydays Are For Assholes
PAFA (Paydays Are For Assholes) which mean fuck work and fuck 9 to 5. PAFA was a patch on the vest of a former outlaw biker gang.
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Saturday, November 26, 2016
Dear God No! full movie
DEAR GOD NO!
The Impalers are a gang of bikers who thrive on killing and raping everybody they met. However they finally met their match...
Related links:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dear_God_No!
http://dailygrindhouse.com/thewire/featured-filmmaker-james-bickert/
The Impalers are a gang of bikers who thrive on killing and raping everybody they met. However they finally met their match...
The front vest isn't as interesting as the back patches / colors.
Related links:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dear_God_No!
http://dailygrindhouse.com/thewire/featured-filmmaker-james-bickert/
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Thursday, November 24, 2016
Satan's Sadists (1969) Full Movie
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Wednesday, November 23, 2016
Devil's Angels (1967) full movie
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Sunday, February 24, 2013
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
AMERICAN BAD ASS
Kid Rock - American Bad Ass [Official Video]
KID ROCK "American Bad Ass" LYRICS
Yeah
And I set up and tore down this stage with my own two hands
We've travel this land packed tight in mini vans
And all this for the fans, girls, money, and fame
I played their game
And as they scream my name
I will show no shame
I live and die for this
And if I come off soft
Then chew on this
Are you scared?
Devil Without A Cause
And I'm back with the beaver hats
And Ben Davis slacks
Thirty pack of Strohs
Thirty pack of hoes
No rogaine and the propane flows
The chosen one
I'm the living proof
With the gift of gab
From the city of truth
I jabbed and stabbed
And knocked critics back
And I did not stutter when I said that
I'm going platinum
Sellin rhymes
I went platinum
Seven times
And still they ill
They wanna see us fry
I guess because Only God Knows Why
Why why why why
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh
They call me cowboy, I'm the singer in black
So throw a finger in the air and let me see where you're at
Say hey hey
Let me hear where your at and say hey hey
I'm givin it back, so say hey hey
Show me some metal and say
Hey hey hey hey
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Gat!!!!!
Fuck all y'all
I like AC/DC and ZZ Top
Bocephus, Beasties and the kings of rock
Skynyrd, Segar, Limp, Korn, the Stones
David Allen Coe and no show Jones
Yeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh
Pass that bottle around
Got the rock from Detroit
Soul from Motown
The underground stoned fuckin pimp
With tracks that mack and slap back the whack
Never gay, no way, I don't play with ass
But watch me rock with Liberace flash
Punk rock, The clash
Boy bands are trash
I like Johnny Cash and Grand Master Flash
Flash flash flash flash
ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
They call me cowboy, I'm the singer in black
So throw a finger in the air and let me see where you're at
Say hey hey
Let me hear where your at and say hey hey
I'm givin it back, so say hey hey
Show me some metal and say
Hey hey hey hey
Uh, uh, uh, Gat
Yeah, I saw your band
Jumpin around on stage like a bunch of wounded ducks
When you gonna learn sucker
You just can't fuck with
Twisted Brbrbr Brown Brown...TRUCKER
TRuuuuuccckeeeeerrrrr
I'm an... American Bad Ass
Watch me kick
You can roll with rock
Or you can Suck My Dick (undedited version) or Radio Edit (edited version)
I'm a porno flick, I'm like amazing grace
I'm gonna fuck some hoe's after I rock this place
Super fly, livin double wide
Side car my glide
So Joe C can ride
Full sack to share
Bringin flash and glare
Got the long hair swingin middle finger in the air
Snakeskin suits, Sixty-five Chevelle's
See me ride in sin
Hear the rebel yell
I won't live to tell
So if you do
Give the next generation a big, Fuck You!
Who knew I'd blow up like Oklahoma
Said fuck highschool, pissed on my diploma
Smell the aroma
Check my hits
I know it stinks in here
Cause I'm the shit, shit, shit, shit, shit
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh
They call me cowboy, I'm the singer in black
So throw a finger in the air, let me see where you're at
Say hey hey
Let me hear where you're at and say hey hey
I'm givin' it back so say, hey hey
Show me some metal and say
Hey hey hey hey
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...huh huh
I'm a cowboy
Bad ass in black
Singin
Hey hey hey hey
From side to side
From front to back
Say hey hey hey hey
I put Detroit city back on the map
And singin
Hey hey hey hey
Kid Rock's in the house
And thats where I'm at
Hahahaha
And I set up and tore down this stage with my own two hands
We've travel this land packed tight in mini vans
And all this for the fans, girls, money, and fame
I played their game
And as they scream my name
I will show no shame
I live and die for this
And if I come off soft
Then chew on this
Are you scared?
Devil Without A Cause
And I'm back with the beaver hats
And Ben Davis slacks
Thirty pack of Strohs
Thirty pack of hoes
No rogaine and the propane flows
The chosen one
I'm the living proof
With the gift of gab
From the city of truth
I jabbed and stabbed
And knocked critics back
And I did not stutter when I said that
I'm going platinum
Sellin rhymes
I went platinum
Seven times
And still they ill
They wanna see us fry
I guess because Only God Knows Why
Why why why why
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh
They call me cowboy, I'm the singer in black
So throw a finger in the air and let me see where you're at
Say hey hey
Let me hear where your at and say hey hey
I'm givin it back, so say hey hey
Show me some metal and say
Hey hey hey hey
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Gat!!!!!
Fuck all y'all
I like AC/DC and ZZ Top
Bocephus, Beasties and the kings of rock
Skynyrd, Segar, Limp, Korn, the Stones
David Allen Coe and no show Jones
Yeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh
Pass that bottle around
Got the rock from Detroit
Soul from Motown
The underground stoned fuckin pimp
With tracks that mack and slap back the whack
Never gay, no way, I don't play with ass
But watch me rock with Liberace flash
Punk rock, The clash
Boy bands are trash
I like Johnny Cash and Grand Master Flash
Flash flash flash flash
ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
They call me cowboy, I'm the singer in black
So throw a finger in the air and let me see where you're at
Say hey hey
Let me hear where your at and say hey hey
I'm givin it back, so say hey hey
Show me some metal and say
Hey hey hey hey
Uh, uh, uh, Gat
Yeah, I saw your band
Jumpin around on stage like a bunch of wounded ducks
When you gonna learn sucker
You just can't fuck with
Twisted Brbrbr Brown Brown...TRUCKER
TRuuuuuccckeeeeerrrrr
I'm an... American Bad Ass
Watch me kick
You can roll with rock
Or you can Suck My Dick (undedited version) or Radio Edit (edited version)
I'm a porno flick, I'm like amazing grace
I'm gonna fuck some hoe's after I rock this place
Super fly, livin double wide
Side car my glide
So Joe C can ride
Full sack to share
Bringin flash and glare
Got the long hair swingin middle finger in the air
Snakeskin suits, Sixty-five Chevelle's
See me ride in sin
Hear the rebel yell
I won't live to tell
So if you do
Give the next generation a big, Fuck You!
Who knew I'd blow up like Oklahoma
Said fuck highschool, pissed on my diploma
Smell the aroma
Check my hits
I know it stinks in here
Cause I'm the shit, shit, shit, shit, shit
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh
They call me cowboy, I'm the singer in black
So throw a finger in the air, let me see where you're at
Say hey hey
Let me hear where you're at and say hey hey
I'm givin' it back so say, hey hey
Show me some metal and say
Hey hey hey hey
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...huh huh
I'm a cowboy
Bad ass in black
Singin
Hey hey hey hey
From side to side
From front to back
Say hey hey hey hey
I put Detroit city back on the map
And singin
Hey hey hey hey
Kid Rock's in the house
And thats where I'm at
Hahahaha
After the bombing of the USS Cole in October 2000, the song was played on the ship's PA system upon leaving the port of Yemen after the national anthem and other patriotic songs were played.
This song was the entrance theme for WWE wrestler The Undertaker for a short time in 2000 under his biker persona. The song's title, "American Bad Ass", eventually became the name of the gimmick.
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The other American Bad Ass
the fearsome and legit 6ft 7.5in (202 cm)
WWE pro wrestler The Undertaker
The Undertaker took on a second persona during this portion of his WWF career. He abandoned the Gothic mortician-themed attire, his funeral dirge ring music, allusions to the supernatural, and the accompanying theatrics of his ring entrance. The Undertaker now took on the personality of a biker, riding to the ring on a motorcycle, and wearing sunglasses and bandanas to the ring. His ring music was now replaced with popular rock songs of the time, like Limp Bizkit's "Rollin' (Air Raid Vehicle)" and Kid Rock's "American Bad Ass" (from which the name of The Undertaker's new gimmick originated), though it was accompanied by the characteristic opening bell gong of The Undertaker's original theme.
Undertaker Return in 2000 as American Badass
Undertaker Judgment Day Theme(First American Bad Ass Theme)
Interesting article about Kid Rock: http://www.missingmiami.com/kid-rock-born-free-concert-review/
The Undertaker / American Bad Ass entrances: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XckrkaQ8LjE&list=PL4C988427E9E06ADA
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Wednesday, January 23, 2013
Manowar - Return Of The Warlord
ManOwaR - Return of the Warlord (lyrics)
Ah Now The Time Has Come
When All Is Said And Done
Were Back Together On The Road
Its Time To Fly
No More Time To Wait
You Know It Feels So Great
Wearin Leather
On A Horse Of Steel I Ride
I Aint Waitin To Get Old
Im Runnin Hot Im Never Cold
Kiss My Ass If You Dont Like Me
I Dont Care
I Got My Wheels I Got My Friends
Were On The Road Again
Were All Crazy
Gonna Ride Until We Die
Time To Burn
You Losers Better Learn
No One Controls Our Goddamn Life
And Well Do Just What We Feel
Riding Horses Made Of Steel
Were Here To Burn Up The Night
Losers Try To Put Us Down
Its Just Another Day
I Got No Money Or Big House
Just Got Life
I Dont Like To Save Its More Fun To Spend
If You Like Metal Your My Friend
And That Bike Out In The Yard Well
Thats My Wife
Dont Try To Understand Me
My Family Never Will
Had To Punch My Teacher Out Yea
Now Hes Chilled
I Might Stay In School Or Die In Prison
Either Way Its My Decision
One More Beer And Heavy Metal
And Im Just Fine
Time To Burn
You Losers Better Learn
No One Controls Our Goddamn Life
And Well Do Just What We Feel
Riding Horses Made Of Steel
Were Here To Burn Up The Night
We Are The Undefeated
Were Not Living In The Past
Were Here Tonight To Kick Some Goddamn Ass
Feel The Power Of The Wheel
Lets Drink To Riding Steel
Livin Hard And Ridin Fast
Time To Burn
You Losers Better Learn
No One Controls Our Goddamn Life
Well Do Just What We Feel
Riding Horses Made Of Steel
Were Here To Burn Up The Night
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Man O' War,
Manowar,
Metal,
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Return of the Warlord
Monday, December 31, 2012
Outlaw Biker Applications
Labels:
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full patch,
outlaw,
outlaw biker,
patch,
patches
Sunday, December 30, 2012
The Outlaw Biker - then... and now
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