Radio Raheem:
Let me tell you the story of Right Hand, Left Hand. It's a tale of good
and evil. Hate: it was with this hand that Cane iced his brother. Love:
these five fingers, they go straight to the soul of man. The right hand:
the hand of love. The story of life is this: static. One hand is always
fighting the other hand, and the left hand is kicking much ass. I mean,
it looks like the right hand, Love, is finished. But hold on, stop the
presses, the right hand is coming back. Yeah, he got the left hand on
the ropes, now, that's right. Ooh, it's a devastating right and Hate is
hurt, he's down. Left-Hand Hate KOed by Love.
but seriously i have friends that use the backpack w/ speakers when skiing//bmx
it pisses me off because its distorted with wind and other interference