Bombs are more precious than children Hamas Children's Education (US Senate, Feb 8, 2007) Announcer: Hilary Clinton at a press conference with Palestinian Media Watch in the US Senate criticized Palestinian television and school books: Hilary Clinton: It must stop the propaganda to which Palestinian children are being exposed. Because it basically profoundly poisons the minds of these children. Announcer: Hamas uses its television station to indoctrinate Palestinian children to value violence, hatred and martyrdom. Subtitles: Violence Hatred Martyrdom Violence (Al Aqsa TV (Hamas) 2007) These are the acts of Martyrdom-Seekers Palestine one of its leaders is Ahmad Yassin (Hamas founder) Its children carry the knife. Its children carry machine guns. The land is filled with furious lions Hatred Announcer: Palestinian children are exposed on Hamas television to charming characters who poison them with hatred. Subtitles: [Al Aqsa TV (hamas) Feb 8, 2008] Why is your name Assud (lion) since you are a rabbit? A rabbit is (a term) for a bad person and a coward. And I, Assud, will finish off the Jews and eat them, Allah willing. [Al Aqsa TV (hamas) Feb 22, 2008] Did you see the West's attack against the Messenger (Muhammad)? We will all boycott Danish products We can fight them because they cursed Allah's Messenger. If they repeat it we will kill them, by Allah. I will bite them and eat them! Martyrdom Announcer: Children are encouraged to seek death as heroic martyrs for Allah. Subtitles: Machine-gun and Quran in our hands We've grown and so has the right in the eyes of the wronged We have come! We have come! The pure blood will produce honor and glory Indoctrination Announcer: Even in kindergarten children are indoctrinated to aspire to violence and martyrdom. Subtitles: [Al Aqsa TV (hamas) May 2007] Al-Jihad! Allah Akbar! Your role model? The Prophet (Muhammad). Your path? Jihad! Your aspiration? Death for Allah. Your movement? Hamas Your movement? Hamas Bombs are more precious than children Announcer: This music video simulates the reaction of a five year old girl to her mother's suicide terror attack. The young girl concludes: Bombs are more precious than children. Subtitles: [Al Aqsa TV (hamas) May Nov. 2007] Mommy, what are you carrying in your arms? Mother prepares bomb Mommy, what are you carrying in your arms instead of me? Mother hides bomb A toy or a present for me? Come back quickly, Mommy Girl sees news about her mother's bombing Instead of me you carried a bomb in your hands. Only now, I know what was more precious than us My love (for Muhammad) will not be (merely) words. I am following Mommy in her steps! Picks up explosives in mother's drawer My mother! My mother! Subjugation under Islam Announcer: Hamas teaches their children to see themselves as the ones who will subjugate the entire world under Islam. [Al Aqsa TV (hamas) May 11, 2007] Subtitles: We are setting with you the cornerstone For world leadership under Islamic leadership. We will win, Bush! We will win, Sharon! Ah, Sharon is dead. We will win, Olmert! We will win! We will win, Condoleezza! [Al Aqsa TV (hamas) Mar. 30, 2008] Bush: Who are you, what brings you here to my home? Child: My daddy, you killed him in the Iraq war. And mommy, you killed her with the criminal Zionists, in Lebanon. Bush, I must take my rights with the sword of Islam. Bush: I repent, just don't kill me. Where are my guards? Guards! Child: (Laughing) There are no guards, and your people surrendered, oh Bush. I'm coming with billions of children from Palestine, Iraq, children from Syria, Lebanon and Afghanistan. Bush: I will give you whatever you want. Come with me to the White House, you and your friends. Child: (Laughing) Bush, you are impure, and it won't help you to go to the White House. It turned into a big mosque for the Islamic nation and Muslims. I will kill you, Bush. It is your fate. I will kill you. (Stabbing Bush) I killed him. (US Senate, Feb 8, 2007 Clinton at press conference with Palestinian Media Watch) Hilary Clinton: It must stop the propagan
Hamas puppet show: Islamic child kills George Bush Aqsa TV (Hamas), Mar. 30, 2008 Bush: Who are you, what brings you here to my home? Child: My daddy, you killed him in the Iraq war. And mommy, you killed her with the criminal Zionists, in Lebanon. My younger and older brothers, you killed them also, with the criminal Zionists, in Gaza's Holocaust. I am orphan, I am orphan, you criminal! Bush, I must take my rights with the sword of Islam. Bush: I repent, just don't kill me. Where are my guards? Guards! Child: (Laughing) There are no guards, and your people surrendered, oh Bush. I'm coming with billions of children from Palestine, Iraq, children from Syria, Lebanon and Afghanistan. Bush: I will give you whatever you want. Come with me to the White House, you and your friends. Child: (Laughing) Bush, you are impure, and it won't help you to go to the White House. It turned into a big mosque for the Islamic nation and Muslims. I will kill you, Bush. It is your fate. I will kill you. (Stabbing Bush) I killed him.
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Al-Dura Calls Children to follow him to Paradise Clip PATV 2000-2003 PATV June 28, 2006 "I am waving to you, not in parting, but to say follow me" Muhammad al-Dura How sweet is the fragrance of the martyrs. How sweet is the fragrance of the earth its thirst quenched by the gush of blood flowing from the youthful body How sweet is the fragrance of the martyrs O father, till we meet till we meet O father, till we meet
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Duha, daughter of suicide terrorist, Reem Riyashi, sings to her mother Al Aqsa TV (Hamas) May 2007 Mommy, what are you carrying in your arms instead of me? Reem prepares bomb Mommy, what are you carrying in your arms instead of me? Mother hides bomb A toy or a present for me? Mommy Reem! Why did you put on your veil? Are you going out, Mommy? Come back quickly, Mommy Girl sees news about her mother's bombing My mother! My mother! Instead of me you carried a bomb in your hands. Only now, I know what was more precious than us My love (for Muhammad) will not be (merely) words. I am following Mommy in her steps! My mother! My mother! (Picks up explosives in mother's drawer) My mother! My mother!
Terrorist's Farewell Video: Female suicide terrorist sees killing Zionists as her ticket to heaven Reem Riyashi, Hamas, before her attack killing 4, Hamas website, 2004 2009 I am the Martyr Reem Saleh Riyashi, I hoped that the shredded limbs of my body would be shrapnel, tearing Zionists to pieces, knocking on heaven's door with the skulls of Zionists. How often I spoke to my soul: "Oh soul, if you loathe the Zionists, enemies of my religion, my blood shall be my path to march to Heaven". Since 8th grade I have striven, seeking people daily to guide, listen, and help me. How often I desired to carry out a Shahada-Seeking (suicide) operation inside Isreal, and by perseverance, and with Allah's grace, my wish was fulfilled.
/Intro
Allow me to just introduce myself, my name is..
(well...uhhh) K to the I D
and right now I am like what the sky be
higher than a cloud, much cooler than the sound of
a milli a milli, wired through 2 accounts
while i blew threw a philly, chicky rolls another round
whole life's been an adlib, now I'm in the foreground
four front, six back, feelin like the president
(sweet like) three swedish models as my deligates
never had a problem with you sellin that
to be totally honest, I'm a product of the celar rats
honored to watch em rise sky high without sellin packs
(though my boy crooklyn)taught me grab and then sell em back
(though he did, I) never been involved in the sell of crack,
pills go stupid, so do snow when I'm boardin that
slope, been weird, I don't live out of fear
I live out my tic tocs just switched in 6th gear
as i breeze to the pier, watch the waves crash sand
feels like I dream, but i see i am
me, and I'll never change that for no man
even if it means gain fame and a few more fans
i see staring at the ceiling like Outkast did
only seems to be a part of the muthafuckin plan
and i guess so was me being a veteran so....
allow me to reintroduce myself, my name is
(mister)K to the iddI
I got continents to conquer, so i ain't got the tiddyme
to riddyme with asinine rappers who ackin ice cold,
then they froze as i hold, and then pass the mic
(go!) we all been through it, that's just a fact of life
ask tootie, you would need to practice twice
or triple to get to the level I'm rappin right
now, multiply that number by 6y
and y stands for years,
equals, I
tears,
go 'head and drip them, cry
cause i never did,
just accepted what it is and
maintained focus like a rifle to a bear
seen the eifel out in pa/ris
watched steve piss on it, yeh
so disrespectful, careless
i feel like that one gray rabbit with the carrots
(mnnnaaaah) what's up doc? I'm fearless,
lawless,
the one that spin heads like ferris
what's a gun to a full blown terrorists?
(boom)
done with that bullshit, mail any response to www.suckthis
.com
done/
Crack a bottle
/Intro
(I feel like i wanna)crack a bottle right upside his fitted cap
swear to allah i'll do that the way i finish tracks
(super fast like)superman is in the building
look up higher than the ceiling
look up higher than your feelings when you're
eyeing me in VI/P, stands for puss ass(es)
ain't hangin round me, I'm the light if you get gassed(bitch)
nicca I am being sicka than these faggots slangin raps
cause I'm over em
(frozen to em)
I should probably thaw myself out to get closer to em
hop out like (ice)cube up in smoke
crack a bottle, right upside his fitted cap
til his dome is opened wider than a groupie's legs
my word giddame ain't the only way to get em wet
simple, pliddane a protege of the best and
sorry to say but that crown stays in the west
you say you great, i say must've been great legs
how you run off at the mouth and get chased with your fake ass, you
see me nigga, I'm a 100 never whinin
I'm a 100 with the grindin
you a 100 with a minus(-100)
a/ttached to it
feels just like I'm glidin, I'm on air(air)
right into your iris
(so you can see clear)
i know it ain't fair, but ah ha ha, na na I don't care
your biz is so gladis(night)
feels like slapboxin a bear
that ain't ate for half a year
and it's lovin it's steak rare
see? how I switch it, flip it, then sit it on my hair
L.A. on the brim until I'm.....
L.A. in my viddanes when I'm sittin in this chiddare when you stare
so please don't forget it or medics'll zip it up and say somebody
(cracked a bottle)right upside his
Mister K.I.D.
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Lyrics:
High Noon
HOOK:
Just when you thought it was safe to play outside,
here comes the new kid on his big red bike
poppin wheelies
ackin all silly,
billy, i think this kid's lookin for a fight
(wild wild west)and the noon is high
Verse1:
Please for the sake of safety remember the alias
I am the epitomy of what you think that crazy is
while you're the equivalent of pussy a mercedes gets
20 on it, call me on it, on this table(place your bets)
I am not an arguer so you should probably save your breath
you are gonna need it when you're runnin like a lazy pet
see, i told you that
next time you'll listen but there's not a next imagine that
no one takes the minutes to find out that i am a cool cat
(i second that opinion)hey,jay(what)(shut up your ass)
they will never get it so i force it like abortion
on a poor kid who's family just knows they can't afford it
to live in this society with rovers and porches
their pinto's on 10s, wheels hot as 10 torches
to some it's a sin,
to some it's life choices
truth is(dum dum)
keep your minds open
(open up wide)
and listen to the veteran
life is shorter than my attention when I'm in netherlands
blowing hella dough on hella weed and hella hashish man
i feel like this is a holloween party for candy man
(i see dead people) I see, i see dead people
it's always a big honor when i talk to real people
instead of haters, fakers, occassional pansy ass
today marks a brand new era, my people raise up your glass
in the air(air)
taste it like the bread at mass
I'm a lighter
give a fuck who is a match
they on fire
as soon as i get a chance
firefighters are like...'nope, i ain't touchin that'
i approach ever future like, what's a past?
if you ain't learn from your mistakes?
(here's a common task)
take a rake
scrape it across your face
and you'll know what it's like for hell's gates to slam on your ass
Hook)/
