- published: 12 May 2016
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In the European tradition, casual is the dress code that emphasizes comfort and personal expression over presentation, formality and conformity. More simply, "casual" can be defined as something relaxed, occasional, not planned, or informal. It includes a very wide variety of costume, so it is perhaps better defined by what it is not than what it is. The following are not considered casual wear:
Although it can be considered "informal" in the senses of "not formal" or "suited for everyday use," informal attire actually refers to a dress code much more formal than casual wear, a step below Semi-formal wear.
Jeans and a T-shirt have been described as the "casual uniform". With the popularity of spectator sports in the late 20th century, a good deal of athletic gear has influenced casual wear. Clothing worn for manual labor also falls into casual wear.
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Actors: Adeela Sharif (producer), Marc Boothe (producer), Dominique Oliver (producer), Rajita Shah (producer), Licia Conn (miscellaneous crew), Piers Hill (director), Piers Hill (writer), Frank Keogh (actor), Kyle Hill (actor), Kyle Hill (composer), Alexandre Gollner (editor), Jason Bird (actor), Maria Della (actor), Alan Box (actor),
Plot: A road movie without a car "Crimson" follows the episodic, existential odyssey of mixed-race skate kid Kyle. An idealist in search of an ideology, we follow him as he journeys through the city desperate for human connection. Meditative in tone, with a touch of humor, the film examines issues of cultural isolation, Americanization and spiritual emptiness.
Keywords: drugs, england, love, prostitute, youthActors: Andreas Mannkopff (actor), Hildegard Wensch (actress), Michael Smeaton (producer), Arend Agthe (writer), Erika Skrotzki (actress), Arend Agthe (director), Hans Beerhenke (actor), Matthias Raue (composer), Barbara Stanek (actress), Gudrun Ruzicková-Steiner (producer), Karl-Heinz Merz (actor), Uwe Müller (actor), Rainer Friedrichsen (actor), Hansjörg Martin (actor), Stephanie Polo (costume designer),
Plot: Johanna doesn't think much about her Cousin Robert -- he seems to be rather a rascal. But when their parents go on a vacation, both children have to stay with their grandfather somewhere in Germany. Johanna finds out that Robert has different plans: He wants to discover a passage to the North Sea. And soon Johanna finds herself on a boat with three boys and a chicken called Gonzo, meeting all kinds of adventures on the river.
Genres: Family,My name be Pep Love
Over the loop, I scoop, and do a flip
Alleyoup, put a dip in a hula hoop
And spin her as I went in her
Ahe's hot like diner, she sounds like a tenor
Then again I wouldn't know, yo
What is the subject the way that Pep Love check
Mics and throw rights and lefts don't move or budge yet
'Cause Hieroglyphics in the motherfuckin' house
I rips descriptions of MC's duckin' out
As we step in Pep and Del and Casual leave the weapons
'Cause we flippin' this funky shit for the crowds acceptance
I've been around the world and I, I, I never seen
A crew of fresher niggaz that just be actin' all in they teens
Never stallin', as soon as we fill in the scene
I bet ya that I wet ya MC's like a dream
Bringin' a pow pow shootin up like coke in the veins
But now, now I'd rather have smoke in the brain
Who's the pimp? The nigga that profits when I rock shit I spin
Check this shit which I have concocted then you can jock it
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Yeah, it's time I add flavor, and I'm glad I came
Your style is lame, you picked a bad time.
Del will propel rhymes and tell minds to calculate
When it comes to rhymes I know I'll be great
Inside my ride when I get it, I won't have to kid it
I'm right around the corner you mourn or you shitted, bricks
I gets my kicks with my tricks and my treats
The agenda will send ya in and out through my landscape
I will ban fakes, phony figures
No need for alarm 'cause I'm the nigga
You're in the wrong place at the wrong time
And you'll catch a pistol whippin' but if you got a bong fine
Nowadays I don't forget what is flavor, interlockin'
Not meant for mockin, or plagiary I'm the major G, ask your agency
How my pager's free of anguish, ya strange bitch
I never saw you, we all crew so you small crews gets no attention
I commence to blend, within the background
Like a chameleon, revealin' them
This is how I track down traitors and the faders
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I'm comin' phat, so don't mistake dude
I gate crews drop that shit kid I'll make ya kneel
Bow when I reveal real styles
Electrocutin' we wreck the cute scene rappin', adaptin'
'Cause the sacs spend his lifetime, tryin' to bite mine
It's quite funny word to the money that they say we gettin'
My crew's judicial, you're superficial
Need I say more, niggaz get vexed
Now they got me leavin bodies on the floor like homeless
I slice your spleen, I'm twice as mean
Your dome is disconnected, we wreck shit
Niggaz don't know how to flow
That disgusts me, and keeps me bustin'
I must clean the hip-hop scene
I'm aware, no one can compare so I fiend
To hear a nigga who can flow better, you no better
Hieroglyphics runnin' shit from here till after forever