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The European Grand Prix (sometimes referred to as the Grand Prix of Europe) is a Formula One event that was reintroduced during the mid-1980s and has been held regularly since 1999. From 2008 it will take place for at least another 7 years. The most recent host venue for this event was Valencia, Spain.
In earlier years, the European Grand Prix was not a race in its own right but just a honorific title; one of the national Grands Prix was also designated as the European Grand Prix. The first race to be so named was the 1923 Italian Grand Prix, held at Monza and won by Carlo Salamano in a Fiat and the last one was the 1977 British Grand Prix. Since its reintroduction, the European Grand Prix is usually held in a country that also holds a national Grand Prix in that same year.
The European Grand Prix was created as an honorific title by the AIACR, the FIA's predecessor in the organisation of motor racing events. The first race to receive the title was the Italian Grand Prix, in 1923, and it was followed by the French Grand Prix and Belgian Grand Prix. After a hiatus in 1929, Spa received the last honorific title of the pre-WWII years, in 1930.
Grand Prix (French pronunciation: [ɡʁɑ̃pʁi], meaning "Grand Prize"; plural Grands Prix) may refer to:
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I'm Still A Man
So my existence you won't admit
I don't give two fuckin shits
Cause I'm still a man, bitch
I'm still a man
You see these eyes?
They'll see more than you'll ever see
I see you dyin hangin from a redwood tree
You see this hand
There's some power in these fingers
To knock you into next week, send you to the fuckin cleaners
You see this nose
I smell your blood, boilin from the stress of smokin-crack overload
You see this mouth
I can say words, I can say worlds,
I can scream till my throat beings to burn
So my existence you won't admit
I don't give two fuckin shits
Cause I'm still a man, bitch
I'm still a man, I'm a man
So my existence you won't admit
I don't give two fuckin shits
Cause I'm still a man, bitch
I'm still a man
So you all act high and mighty
Actin like your the fuckin queen, one of the Earth's highly
And that I'm a worm, somethin to be squashed down
Under your shoe until I'm too broken up to be found
I've done more than you ever will
I've seen people, places, and the whole fuckin world
I've heard things that will make your heart melt
Or make you want to melt
Because your eyes burn from cryin over
Spilled milk, it's sick work, what we do
We take a man and make him so he's under you
So he's below you, he's not one of you,
He's just a solitary figure in the underwood,
Underground, can't be found, doesn't even
Fuckin exist, he's just a speck of wasted semen
But you know what? One day I'll find you
And torment you, and destroy you, cause you know what?
I'll be your boss when you work that day
I'll be your husband who beats you with the rake
I'll be the friend that backstabs you
That leaves you gutless in the midst of your parents, siblings, and your cousins
Cause I'm above you, I'm above this, cause you know what bitch?
I'm a man, I'm a man, better get used to hearing that
So my existence you won't admit
I don't give two fuckin shits
Cause I'm still a man, bitch
I'm still a man, I'm a man
So my existence you won't admit
I don't give two fuckin shits
Cause I'm still a man, bitch
I'm still a man
Now I thought I told you, so let me show you,
Paint you a fuckin picture or two
See this muscle, the tendons, see the joints of my bones?
The organs under it that are almost fully grown?
You see the skin on me
You see the tears that I've cried, and the anger that's bubbling?
You see the happiness of what could be?
Of what will be, if everyone would just stop and see me?
You see the grief, and the strife, and the fear,
I'm a speaker, I'm a doer, I'm a seer
I'm a weapon, I'm inventin
A way to light the dark path that you're descendin
Cause you know you're going to hell,
If you check the sins you've done and you've done them so well
You gotta realize, you can't criticize
Just because I'm different doesn't mean I'm not alive
I think, I breathe, I hear, I see,
I know, I walk, I speak, I search
For a way to feel like a brother in this fucked-up perch full of motherfuckers
So if you don't see it now, if you don't feel it now
What can I do but turn away from you now
Before I do somethin I will regret
Cause you and I know deep down you're ain't even worth shit
So my existence you won't admit
I don't give two fuckin shits
Cause I'm still a man, bitch
I'm still a man
So my existence you won't admit
I don't give two fuckin shits
Cause I'm still a man, bitch
I'm still a man