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Tuggummi
24th February 2006, 11:31
Im getting drunk again :igor:
For this evening expect:
- Drunken posts, guess how many beers i've had by judging the typing of my posts! Fun game for all!
- Quotes of eccentric origin
- Lots and lots of lyrics of various songs, i'd expect about 70% of Rap, 10% of Natalie Imbruglia + The Corrs and 20% of miscellaneous songs.
- Maybe a image manipulation or two, given that i can hold the damn mouse straight!
Have a fun Friday Evening ya'll! :D
PAK-9
24th February 2006, 12:02
"I told you i was hardcore"
Tuggummi
24th February 2006, 12:35
There's no sign on the gate
and there's mud on your face
Don't ya think it's time we re-investigate this situation?
Put some fruit on your plate
You've forgotten how it started.
Close your eyes
think of all the bubbles of love we made,
and you're down on your knees
it's too late.
Oh don't come crawlin'
and you lie by my feet.
what a big mistake.
I see you fallin'
got a buzz in my head
and my flowers are dead.
Can't figure out a way to rectify this situation.
I don't believe what you said
you forgotten how it started
Close your eyes
think of all the bubbles of love we made
and you're down on your knees
it's too late.
Oh don't come crawlin'
and you lie by my feet.
what a big mistake.
I see you fallin'
I could sting like a bee.
Careful how you treat me
baby I don't think I'll accept your sorry invitation.
Close the door as you leave
You've forgotten how it started.
Close your eyes
think of all the bubbles of love we made,
and you're down on your knees
it's too late.
Oh don't come crawlin'
and you lie by my feet.
what a big mistake.
I see you fallin'
gaekwad2
24th February 2006, 12:42
CRAAAAAAWLINNNG IN MY SKINNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THESE WOOOUNDS THEY WILL NOT HEAAAAAAAAAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Tuggummi
24th February 2006, 12:48
WAKE UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!!!!!!!!!!!!
WAKE UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!!!!!!!!!!!!
WAKE UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!!!!!!!!!!!!
WAKE UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!!!!!!!!!!!!
WAKE UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!!!!!!!!!!!!
WAKE UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!!!!!!!!!!!!
WAKE UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!!!!!!!!!!!!
WAKE UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!!!!!!!!!!!!
How long? Not long, cause what you reap is what you sow
Doggy Dog
24th February 2006, 12:59
Who's this
(DA-DDY-YAN-KEE!)
Súmbale mambo pa' que mis gatas prendan los motores
Súmbale mambo pa' que mis gatas prendan los motores
Súmbale mambo pa' que mis gatas prendan los motores
Que se prepararen que lo que viene es pa' que le den (duro!)
Mamita yo se que tu no te me va a quitar (Duro!)
Lo que me gusta es que tu te dejas llevar (Duro!)
Todos los weekends ella sale a vacilar (Duro!)
Mi gata no para de janguear porque
Ella le gusta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina!)
Como le encanta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina!) (x2)
Ella prende la turbina
No discrimina
No se pierde ni un party de marquesina
Se acicala va pa la esquina
Luce también que hasta la sombra le combina
Asesina, Me domina
Janguea en carro, motoras, y limosina
Llena su tanque de adrenalina
Cuando escucha reggaeton en la cocina
Ella le gusta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina!)
Como le encanta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina!) (x2)
Aqui yo soy de los mejores,
No te me ajores,
En la pista nos llaman los matadores,
Haces q cualquiera se enamore,
Cuando bailas al ritmo de los tambores,
Esto va pa las gatas de to colores,
Pa las mayores, pa las menores,
Pa las que son mas zorras que los cazadores,
Pa las mujeres que no apagan sus motores.
Tenemo' tu y yo algo pendiente,
Tu me debes algo y lo sabes,
Conmigo ella se pierde,
No le rinde cuentas a nadie. x2
Súmbale mambo pa' que mis gatas prendan los motores
Súmbale mambo pa' que mis gatas prendan los motores
Súmbale mambo pa' que mis gatas prendan los motores
Que se preparen q lo q viene es pa q le den, duro!
Mamita yo se que tu no te me va' a quitar (duro!)
Lo que me gusta es q tu te dejas llevar (duro!!)
To los weekenes ella sale a vacilar (duro!!)
Mi gata no para de janguiar porq
A ella le gusta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina!!)
Como le encanta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina!!) x4
Tuggummi
24th February 2006, 13:02
I haven't heard that doggy, but apparently the "experts" are proclaiming it as the "summer hit of finland 2006" :igor:
So i guess i'll hear it eventually, wheter i want it or not :igor:
Doggy Dog
24th February 2006, 13:11
ZM0G !?! You haven't heard Daddy Yankee - Gasolina ?? Hahaha. It was the Summmer hit of 2005 :P, Finland seems to be late and stuff.
Dl it, it's fun.
Now the best bass work in a rock(ish) song in 2005:
Let 3 - Ero S Onoga Svijeta
Što na nebu sja visoko
Što na nebu sja visokoooo
Mjesec je il sivi soko
Mjesec je il sivi soko
U krilo mu zvijezda pada
U krilo mu zvijezda pada
Zvijezda je il moma mlada
Zvijezda je il moma mlada
Što na nebu sja visoko
Što na nebu sja visokoooo
Nije mjesec nego soko
Nije mjesec nego soko
Što na nebu sja visoko
Što na nebu sja visokoooo
(Sja Visoko !)
Mjesec je il sivi soko
Mjesec je il sivi soko
(Sivi soko)
Što na nebu sja visoko
Što na nebu sja visokoooo
(Sja Visoko !)
Mjesec je il sivi soko
Mjesec je il sivi soko
(Sivi soko)
tuckerm
24th February 2006, 13:16
@gaek
i know that song.
Doggy Dog
24th February 2006, 13:18
Which one ? :p
Kidding, I know there's no way for you to know a Croatian rock song (despite it being damn great and really popular around these parts).
np: Let 3 - Rije***269;ke Pi***269;ke
gaekwad2
24th February 2006, 13:32
Originally posted by tuckerm
@gaek
i know that song.
I don't. :p
Tuggummi
24th February 2006, 13:35
But gaek, you came up with that awesome linkin park poem?!
gaekwad2
24th February 2006, 13:43
Cause it's a meme.
Hey Punk, where you goin' with that flower in your hand?
Hey Punk, where you goin' with that flower in your hand?
Well, I'm goin' up to Frisco to join a psychedelic band.
I'm goin' up to Frisco to join a psychedelic band.
Hey Punk, where you goin' with that button on your shirt?
Hey Punk, where you goin' with that button on your shirt?
I'm goin' to the love-in to sit & play my bongos in the dirt.
Yes, I'm goin' to the love-in to sit & play my bongos in the dirt.
Hey Punk, where you goin' with that hair on your head?
Hey Punk, where you goin' with that hair on your head?
I'm goin' to the dance to get some action, then I'm goin' home to bed.
I'm goin' to the dance to get some action, then I'm goin' home to bed.
Hey Punk, where you goin' with those beads around your neck?
Hey Punk, where you goin' with those beads around your neck?
I'm goin' to the shrink so he can help me be a nervous wreck...
(Just at this moment, the 2700
microgram dose of STP ingested by
FLOWER PUNK shortly before the
song began TAKES EFFECT: before
your very ears his head blows up...
leaving a bizarre audial residue all over
your teen-age record player!)
Hey Punk! Hey Punk! Hey Punk!
Punky! Punk! Hey Punk! Punky!
Come and go...come and go...
Polly, do I ever have a lot of soul?
I think I love you!
Questi dominga?
Have you seen that nose eating?
I wanna know for sure!
Leave my nose alone please!
What 're you trying to do?
Listen! ...
This is one of the most exciting things that's ever happened to me
You know, every time I think about how lucky I am to be in the rock & roll industry
It's SO exciting
You know, when I first got into the rock & roll business
I could barely even play the changes to this song on my, on my guitar
But now I'm very professional I can play the guitar I can strum it rhythmically
I can sing along with my guitar as I strum
I can strum, sing, dance, I can make merry fun all over the stage
And you know, it's so wonderful to...
It's wonderful to feel that I'm doing something for the kids
Because I know that the kids and their music are where it's at
The youth of America today is so wonderful
And I'm proud to be a part of this gigantic mass deception
I hope she sees me thrilling, yes...
I hope she sees me dancing and thrilling
I will say: "Hello Dolly!"
Is the song over?
Boy, this is really exciting, making a rock & roll record
I can't even wait until our record comes out and teen-agers start to buy it
We'll all be rich and famous!
And when my royalty check comes I think I'm going to buy a Mustang
No, I think I'll...I think I'll get a Corvette
No, I think I'll get a Harley Davidson
No, I don't think I'll buy any of those cars
I think what I will do is I will buy both
No, I don't do that either
I think, ah, I'll go into real estate
I think I'd like to...
I think I'd like to buy a house in ... Boulevard
No, that wouldn't do any good
Gee, I wonder if they can see me up here, twirling that tambourine and dancing...
Maybe after the show
One of the girls who sees me up here, singing and thrilling my tambourine and dancing, will like me
And she will come over to me
And I will walk
I will walk up to her and I will smile at her
And I will impress her and I will say: "Hello, baby,
What's a girl like you doing in a place like this?
I'm from a rock & roll band, I think we should..."
Is the song over?
Tuggummi
24th February 2006, 15:10
You're irrisistible
You're mi-ine
Don't want you for the weekend
Don't want you for a date
Don't need a love divided
Don't want to feel this way
Seeing that you need me
(The way I need you)
Just like I need you
(The way I see you)
And I want you to see me
Like noone before
You're irresistible
Natural, physical
It's indefinable
Magical, illogical
So make-you-mine-able
So cant you see I'm tortured
Oh, can't you hear my pain
If you just let me show you
I'll be your summer rain
Then you'll feel that you want me
(The way I feel it)
Just like I want you
(The way I want you)
And you'll know nothing's better
It's like nothing before
You're irresistible
Natural, physical
It's indefinable
Magical, illogical
So make-you-mine-able
Now you feel what I'm feeling
(Don't you feel what I'm feeling)
Don't you know that it's more)
(It can take you places)
It can take you places
Like never before
You're irresistible
Natural, physical
It's indefinable
Magical, illogical
So make-you-mine-able
Tuggummi
24th February 2006, 15:33
Where's my snare, I have no snare in my headphones, there ya' go, yeah, yo', yo'...
Have you ever been hated or discriminated against, I have, i've been protested and demonstrated against, picket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the times, sick is the mind of the motherfuckin' kid that's behind, all this commotion, emotions run deep as ocean's explodin', tempers flaring from parents, just blow 'em off and keep goin', not takin' nothin' from no one, give 'em hell long as i'm breathin', keep kickin' ass in the mornin', an' takin' names in the
evening, leave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth, see they can trigger me but they'll never figure me out, look at me now, I bet ya' probably sick of me now, ain't you mama, i'ma make you look so ridiculous now...
[CHORUS]
I'm sorry mama, I never meant to hurt you, I never meant to make you cry, but tonight i'm cleanin' out my closet, {one more time}, I said i'm sorry mama, I never meant to hurt you,
I never meant to make you cry, but tonight i'm cleanin' out my closet...
I got some skeletons in my closet and I don't know if no one knows it, so before they thrown me inside my coffin and close it, i'ma expose it, i'll take you back to '73, before I ever had a multi-platinum sellin' Cd.
I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of months, my faggot father must have had his pantie's up in a bunch, cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye, no I don't on second thought, I just fuckin' wished he would die, I look at Hailie and I couldn't picture leavin' her side, even if I hated Kim, I grit my teeth and I'd try, to make it
work with her at least for Hailie's sake, I maybe made some mistakes but i'm only human, but i'm man enough to face them today, what I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb, but the smartest shit I did was take them bullets out of that gun, cause id'a killed 'em, shit I would have shot
Kim and him both, it's my life, i'd like to welcome y'all to the Eminem show...
[CHORUS]
Now I would never diss my own mama just to get recognition, take a second to listen who you think this record is dissin', but put yourself in my position, just try to envision witnessin' your Mama poppin' prescription pills in the kitchen, bitchin' that someone's always goin' through her purse and shits missin', going through public housing systems, victim of Munchausen's syndrome, my whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't 'til I grew up, now I blew up, it makes you sick to ya' stomach, doesn't it, wasn't it the reason you made that Cd for me, ma, so you could try to justify the way you treated me, ma, but guess what, your gettin' older now and it's cold when your lonely, and Nathan's growing up so quick, he's gonna
know that your phoney, and Hailie's getting so big now, you should see her, she's beautiful, but you'll never see her, she won't even be at your funeral, see what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrong, bitch, do your song, keep tellin' yourself that you was a mom, but how dare
you try to take what you didn't help me to get, you selfish bitch, I hope you fuckin' burn in hell for this shit, remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me, well guess what, I am dead, dead to you as can be...
[CHORUS]
Tuggummi
24th February 2006, 17:12
What type of drugs do you do?
And what do you do to get your hands on your shit mothafucka huh? ? !!
What kind of dirty tricks you do to get yourself fixed?
You’re all sick; is it lack of love? or lack of your withdrawal?
Drugs!! I need femine venoms in the system
In order to function in the rhythm
You get hook to the look of wild vomen
And wanna live in the land of the unforgiven
Habits turn bad ones
Individuals make ’em poison rituals
Gotta have it a have it, a habit
Welcome your traces of an addict
God forgive me for my bad habits,
Drug addict needle in my vein, I gotta have it
To kill the pain, you silly rabbit
I dig a hole under the sun to hide from the static
Automatic pressure got to kill it
Give some act-rite juice so I could feel it
Ah, now everything is all right
The eye of the needle cries out to the dark side
Looking inside through the outdoor knocking
But society won’t let me in so I grab my stocking
Put over my head and get the dough
’cause the needle is my God and smack is my soul
Parahernaila in my domain brings conclusion
That I’m using but the question is, am I abusing
Infested in the residence of pico union
Drug intrusion, color fusion
Invasion! of your senses maintain relapse
Dilate eye lenses, my dependence on these chemical artifical dreams
Is what makes my habit obscene
Chorus:
What type of drugs do you do?
And what do you do to get your hands on your shit mothafucka huh? ? !!
What kind of dirty tricks you do to get yourself fixed?
You’re all sick; is it lack of love? or lack of your withdrawal?
Drugs!! I need femine venoms in the system
In order to function in the rhythm
Tinted like the darkest shadows, my mind is cloudly subliminal
Commands will penetrate then I get rowdy conditions
Drowsy, the sedative brings negative enemies
I slump down and stay ahead of me
Powerful like metamphetamines my state is altered
This here’s no lie hydroponic, chronic
Got you feeling all erotic aphrodisiac, who’s got it?
Alvarado maniacs risk poison time buying dimes
When you got the fix get in the mix
There’s no denving drug’s the only factor
Got me in the rapture making an addict out of you
And proceed to capture you mind
You’re mine, choke hold to your whole skull, substance uncontrolled
Who holds straight keys to locks and unlocks key holes
The structure of my trip is unstoppable
I’m 50 hits of the dot all powerful
We go deranged and remain living the last days in the haze of purple micro
I remember when I was a high school star
Had the proom queen, scholarship, brand new car
It’s funny, you never know who your friends are
’til you lose all your sensibilities to the act-rite
But I’m all wrong; no wonder my family
Don’t wanna have nothing to do with me
Humiliation, neglect, no respect
The concept of rehabilitation has been swept
I wish I was clean a far fetched dream
But what other way am I going to blow of my steam
Heaven’s all in this bottle of juice making me feel high
Making me feel loose, get nowhere turn to no one
Trust me, I don’t even trust myself
skryingbreath
24th February 2006, 18:54
No Bohemian Rhapsody today?
Tuggummi
24th February 2006, 19:08
I think bohemian rhapsody was fully covered in my other thread: Easy Come Easy Go. (http://forums.winamp.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=236041)
skryingbreath
24th February 2006, 19:17
Fair enough, how about Fat Bottomed Girls?
gaekwad2
24th February 2006, 19:26
A-well-a, everybody's heard about the bird
Bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a, bird, bird, bird, the bird is the word
A-well-a, bird, bird, bird, well, the bird is the word
A-well-a, bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a, bird, bird, bird, well, the bird is the word
A-well-a, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a, bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a, bird, bird, bird, well, the bird is the word
A-well-a, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a, don't you know about the bird
Well, everybody knows that the bird is the word
A-well-a, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a
A-well-a, everybody's heard about the bird
Bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a, bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a, bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a, bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a, bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a, bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a, bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a, don't you know about the bird
Well, everybody's talking about the bird
A-well-a, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a, bird
Surfin' bird
Bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb, aaah
Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa
Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Oom-oom-oom-oom-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-oom-oom-oom
Oom-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-a-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, ooma-mow-mow
Papa-oom-oom-oom-oom-ooma-mow-mow
Oom-oom-oom-oom-ooma-mow-mow
Ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, ooma-mow-mow
Well, don't you know about the bird
Well, everybody knows that the bird is the word
A-well-a, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow...
S-uper_T-oast
24th February 2006, 21:54
MST3K > all
13 episodes are lined up and ready to watch on dvd....
Tuggummi
24th February 2006, 21:55
[Dre] Yeah whattup Detroit?
[Snoop] Nu-uh, nu-uh nuh-no he didn't!
Ahhh! They didn't do it again,
what-what, what-what?
Did you shit on these niggaz two times Dr. Dre?
[Dre] Oh fo' sho'!
[Snoop] Uh-uh, naw, ya smell that?
This is special right here
What-what, what-what-what?
Yeah, it's a toast to the boogie baby
Uhh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie
Yeah, y'know! What's crackin Dre?
[Dr. Dre]
Just let me lay back and kick some mo' simplistic pimp shit
on Slim's shit and start riots like Limp Bizkit (Limp Bizkit)
Throw on 'Guilty Conscience' at concerts
and watch mosh pits til motherfuckers knock each other unconcious
(Watch out now!) Some of these crowds that Slim draws
is rowdy as Crenshaw Boulevard when it's packed and fulla cars
Some of these crowds me and Snoop draw +IS+ niggaz from Crenshaw
from Long Beach to South Central
{*LOUD SCREAM*} Whoa, not these niggaz again
These grown-ass ignorant men with hair-triggers again
(Hehe) You and what army could harm me?
D-R-E and Shady, with Doggy from Long Beach
(East-syde!) Came a long way, to makin these songs play
It'll be a wrong move, to stare at me the wrong way
I got a long uz', and I carry it all day
(Blaow!) Sometimes it's like a nightmare, just bein Andre,
but I..
[Snoop Dogg]
somehow, someway - hello, nigga
You know about Dogg-ay (Snoop Dogg)
Now let me cut these niggaz up and show em where da fuck I'm comin from
I get the party crackin from the shit that I be spittin son
Hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds, split and run
Got about fifty guns, and I love all of 'em the same - bang bang!
Damn baby girl what's your name?
I forgot - what'd you say it was? Damn a nigga buzzed
Hangin in the club, with my nephew Eminem
(Whassup Slim?) Whattup cuz? (Whattup Snoop?)
The Great White American Hope, done hooked up
with the King of the motherfuckin West coast, bay-bayy!
Chorus: Nate Dogg (+Snoop)
And you don't really wanna fuck, with me
Only nigga that I trust, is me
Fuck around and make me bust, this heat
[Snoop] That's, the devil, they always wanna dance
[Xzibit]
I'm the Head Nigga In Charge, I'm watchin you move
You're found dead in your garage, with ten o'clock news coverage
Gotta love it, cause I expose the facade
Your little lungs is too small to hotbox with God
All jokes aside, come bounce with us
Standin over you with a twelve gauge, about to bust
It's like ashes to ashes and dust to dust
I might leave in the bodybag, but never in cuffs
So who do you trust? They just not rugged enough
When things get rough I'm in the club shootin with Puff
Bitch, please - you must have a mental disease
Assume the position and get back down on your knees - c'mon
Chorus 2X
[Eminem - impersonating Snoop]
Awww naww, big Slim Dogg
Eighty pound balls, dick six inch long
Back up, in the, heezy BAY-BAY
He's Sha-day!
[Snoop] He's so cra-zay!
[Eminem]
Hahaha! Gimme the mic, let me recite, 'til Timothy White
pickets outside the Interscope offices every night
What if he's right? I'm just a criminal, makin a living
off of the world's misery - what in the world gives me the right
to say what I like, and walk around flippin the bird
Livin the urban life, like a white kid from the 'burbs
Dreamin at night of screamin at mom, schemin to leave
Run away from home and grow to be as evil as me
I just want you all to notice me and people to see
that somewhere deep down, there's a decent human being in me
It just can't be found, so the reason you've been seeing this me
is cause this is me now, the recent dude who's being this mean
So when you see me, dressin up like a nerd on TV
or heard the CD usin the fag word so freely
it's just me being me, here want me to tone it down?
{*LOWER pitch*} Suck my fuckin dick, you faggot
You happy now? Look here
[Eminem - impersonating Snoop]
I start some trouble everywhere that I go (that I go)
Ask the bouncers in the club cause they know (cause they know)
I start some shit they throw me out the back do' (the back do')
Come back and shoot the club up with a fo'-fo' (a fo'-fo')
Chorus 2X
[Xzibit]
2001 and forever
Slim Shady, Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, X To Da Z, Nate Dogg
C'mon, yeah!!
tuckerm
24th February 2006, 22:22
I hate these threads.
skryingbreath
24th February 2006, 22:26
[Intro: 2Pac]
Only God can judge me, is that right?
[synth voice] Only God can judge me now
Only God baby, nobody else, nobody else
All you other motherfuckers get out my business
[Verse One: 2Pac]
Perhaps I was blind to the facts, stabbed in the back
I couldn't trust my own homies just a bunch a dirty rats
Will I, succeed, paranoid from the weed
And hocus pocus try to focus but I can't see
And in my mind I'ma blind man doin time
Look to my future cause my past, is all behind me
Is it a crime, to fight, for what is mine?
Everybody's dyin tell me what's the use of tryin
I've been Trapped since birth, cautious, cause I'm cursed
And fantasies of my family, in a hearse
And they say it's the white man I should fear
But, it's my own kind doin all the killin here
I can't lie, ain't no love for the other side
Jealousy inside, make em wish I died
Oh my Lord, tell me what I'm livin for
Everybody's droppin got me knockin on heaven's door
And all my memories, of seein brothers bleed
And everybody grieves, but still nobody sees
Recollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix
Cause the media is full of dirty tricks
Only God can judge me
[Chorus: 2Pac]
[synth voice] Only God can judge me
That's right baby, yeah baby
[synth voice] Only God
Hahahahahahahaha
[synth + Pac] Only God can judge me, only God can judge
[synth cont.] me, only God
Only God can judge me
[synth + Pac] Only God can judge me
And only God can
[synth voice] Only God can judge me, only God
Only God can judge me
[synth + Pac] Only God can judge me
Only God can judge me
[synth voice] Only God can judge me, only God
Only God can judge me
[synth voice] Only God can judge me now
[heart monitor: long beep]
Flatline!
Tuggummi
24th February 2006, 22:31
This will be my last night at the winamp.com forums.
And this will be my last message so fort, gee what to say? What do people normally say when they face their deaths? That their sorry for all the wrongins they did? That they wish they lived a better life?
FUCK THAT!
Im sorry for NOTHING! I ment every fucking word i said! The reason i haved tuckerm in my ignore list was not for naught! If i said i fucking hated your post, i did! No joke, i truly utterly hated it! And i will hate it when we meet in the limbo between hell & heaven. Im prepared, are you?
gaekwad2
24th February 2006, 22:35
I am your clock
I am your religion
I am your shotgun mechanical bride
nothing is done without my approval
I own you
I decide how long you sleep
And how much rest
You are ever allowed
I decide what you desire
I deny you time to think
I am the mirror of constant humiliation
That follows and shadows you
Wherever you go
And blocks out the light
At the end of every tunnel yo try
Be on time
Be on schedule
Always feel
Like you're always late
And need more scolding and punishment
Do not daydream
Do not dilly-dally
Do not fall behind
Wings are flapping right behind you
You know what's coming next
As I swoop down like a hungry owl
And sink my talons into your back
And drag you back to square one again
The pain gets a little worse every time
Crash
Crumple
Do not pass go
Do not collect
Your dignity and your self respect
Give up
It's over
Give up
It's over
No time allowed
To try something you like
The bills were all due yesterday
You've failed
You're through
You've failed
You're through
First we form our habits, then they form us
We dress up as someone else every day
Gingerbread houses
Fireplace surprises
What tastes the best
The witches won't let you have
These days, having a baby
Is like what having a BMW used to be
While they're asleep
Play those New Age cssettes
To transmit subliminal messages:
I like Mom
I like school
I like to study
I like rules
I am the school teacher
Who yelled at you for not paying attention
And shamed you in front of the entire class
And dragged you around the room by the hair
This is what happens to boys and girls
Whose penmanship is messy
Be neat, like the others
Follow orders
Obey what is put in front of you
Imagination is the ultimate sin
You can't be creative the rest of your life
Your counselor wants a word with you
If you liked school, you'll love work
Resign yourself to a job you'll hate
Get a hobby-but keep it in the garage
Shove yourself into a slot
Despise your ides
Despise your ideas
Your boss knows best
We can't all do what we want to do
Always settle for what you're told to expect
Do not take chances
You might fail
You might fail
You don't want to find out the hard way
How our society treats
The misfits who make mistakes
Bad
Failure
Bad
Failure
Homeless
Depression
Mental hospitals
Murder
Born on the cutting room floor
Die in the bin by the door
Hypothermia of the spirit
Why do people chase
So many useless toys
In search of the perfect baby sitter
"For just $19.95 and just thirteen minutes of your busy day,
You can have the full, rich experience of of parenthood
Without the mess of the real thing. It's called `Video Baby.'
Creative Programming, Inc., offer all of the enjoyment-
And none of the commitment."
I am your calendar
There is no escape
I am why you're afraid
To respect yourself
I led you down garden path after path
With carrots on a stick
I'll let you taste but never embrace
Peek in the wrong door, I slam it on your fingers
Go back
Adventure is not allowed
Go back-not allowed!
I leave you exhausted, henpecked and afraid
Never quite enough money
Never enough nerve
To reach out for something better
Than the grind you call your life
The hatch of your hamster cage is open
But guess who waits just outside the door
Stay on your treadmill
Keep running on that wire wheel
Briefcase in hand
Money rains down just out of reach
You'll burn out soon enough
It's all part of the plan
When you're no longer useful
You can finally retire
To the glue factory of your choice
Free at last
To scratch your head
Wondering what happened
Free at last
I bid you goodbye
On your own
To wait to die
On your own
To wait to die
On your own
To wait to die
Tuggummi
24th February 2006, 22:37
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skryingbreath
24th February 2006, 22:38
My ears hurt.
Tuggummi
24th February 2006, 23:06
Do you even know the reason for your blastin’?
It’s pointless. you grab your stainless, do your action he stay’s motionless
Because of your error, they label this era terror
Drop the coke and the mirror keep your nose clearer
The outcome of what you’ve done shook slums of rivals
From other sides with guns, soldier, and knives
You took one of their lives and finished it
Now they decide they want to retaliate
Find you ass and even shit
In memory of lost souls, in honor of their homeboys
Dying here in south los
Now don’t even decide you want to hide
If they find whothey’re looking for, they shoot whoever’s inside
Your little street family
They drive by your block and shot randomly
You thinks it’s best to test
Lead ’em on a quest not cease
And in the end let one of your homeboys rest in peace
I’m looking for you, I’m gonna get you back
When I catch you on the street slippin’
That ass is mine
Crazily all up in my face with your set trippin’
And that ass is mine
Ahh sit murder clique jumping from behind the fence
And that ass is mine
The big payback I’m gonna get you muthafucka
That ass is mine
I’m living in southside, avoiding my death
With cautious steps
I might end up serving a point for someone’s rep
That’s why a gun is kept I will employ it’s services
If I need to stop their plot from being murderous
Can’t be a victim of fool who stick ’em
They walk through life with the wicked smiles and piles of loot
Don’t hesitate to shoot in the quest for dead residents
They’re getting rich at the expense of dead presidents
A lot of rascals causing deep fiascoes
If you come across ’em avoid ’em; their mentality is
Blast those who ain’t down with me
They got something I want and I’ll take it
If they resist it’s permanent sleep
Don’t try to be brave; you’ll end up in the grave
It’s quite impossible to reform thosewho misbehave
Crooks who took will continue to take
Leave shook with no question and then break
No scene seems to break his trance of nice dreams
For visine disguises the red so his eyes gleam
Another situation will arise
Until the instigator takes his turn to die
In the south side
I’m looking for you, I’m gonna get you back
When I catch you on the street slippin’
That ass is mine
Crazily all up in my face with your set trippin’
And that ass is mine
Ahh sit murder clique jumping from behind the fence
And that ass is mine
The big payback I’m gonna get you muthafucka
That ass is mine
Tuggummi
24th February 2006, 23:10
Song: Psycho Realm - Stone Garden
[Mr Duke speaking]
This jam right here is dedicated
To all you motherfucker that ain't right here
You're supposed to be right here with me, motherfucker
You know what I'm saying ?
You know what the fuck I'm saying
I'll catch up with you soon, homies
Ah ah, yeah, we'll catch up to you all
All of you motherfucker
And you know what I'm saying
cause at the end, at the end we all diiiie
[Jacken]
Sounds like Gods are crying tears of Malathion
Raining over your head to put out the fire
Who desires to die? besides, the suicidal tendencies
Can lead to the eternal sleep
So keep you eyes wide open and alive
Grab your snake and ride to the other side
If your intention is to defy death
I'll tell you now, even the best get laid to rest
We're on our way to the stone garden
End of the road were everybody goes but not forgotten
Frames all rotten souls travel to unravel
Other worlds and big cloud castles
Why do we have these hassles, livin' cautious
Walking the street watching your back?
Your fear's collosus
We conquer souls while ganja rolls
Everybody here's high so the story unfolds
We're on another planet thought, thinking immortal
But the path we're on leads us straight to the portal
Chorus: [Jacken & (Mr Duke)]
(Devil's in disguise)
They're coming to claim us
Let it come as no surprise
I stare into the face of death
'Cause at the end of their time, everybody dies
[Mr Duke]
This is a time of pain
Warzone for your own gain
I roam the middle with the metal because I'm insane
Break frames... catch a smoking
Is it gonna earn you a name?
Did you get slain?
Or fall victim to bald knuckle-heads and bad aim
It ends all the same
Every mothafucker right here gotta jump on soul train
Some go up, some go south
Some get stuck in a realm with no way out
Some get to hide, O.D. on drug hits,
Dying in your sleep, that's the shit
But lives get took violently
On the streets of a lost city
Chorus: [Duke & (Jacken)] X2
(Devil's in disguise)
They're coming to claim us
Let it come as no surprise
I stare into the face of death
'Cause at the end of their time, everybody dies
[B-Real]
In the stone garden, we keep all the heavenly gates packed
With fresh souls under control, no holdin' back
Look at all these names engraved in the stones
Even the unknown finds his path on his way home
Roam... where the spirits all lie
One of these fuckin' days, even I'm gonna die
And when I do, I'll be another memory
Hanging out with the ones who were there before me
Look out haaa... let me set your soul free
By the Buddha tree, open the gates to eternity
Everybody rise up, open up your eyes
We demise and we're trippin' to the other side
Chorus: [B-Real & (Mr Duke with Jacken)] X2
(Devil's in disguise)
They're coming to claim us
Let it come as no surprise
I stare into the face of death
'Cause at the end of their time, everybody dies
[Mr Duke speaking]
Yeah at the end, at the end
We'll catch up with you
You know what I'm saying, that's it
We all die then motherfucker
Yeah even if you take me out by now
One of my motherfucker's gonna take you up
And then you'll take him and back and forth and shit
And it don't stop you know what I'm saying
Body rott drop and shit
You know what I mean
Ah ah
This is the end
Tuggummi
24th February 2006, 23:29
[X]
Cmon
[E]
Xzibit!
[X]
Yeah..
[E]
Ahh.... E-Dub
[Xzibit]
It's that millenium ridiculous flow, I never let go
Niggaz gettin knocked out is part of my show
Let em know who they fuckn wit yo: a rhyme wrangler
Tri-angular, push off the hillside strangler
Dangle a, nigga by the ankle off the balcony
Now let his punk ass go, look out below (BELOWWWW)
It's a tale of two cities, come out when the sun go down
We officially not fuckin around
Stuck in the ground, fitted with a suit in a pine box
(hah!) with my fresh pressed khakis in a slingshot
So beatbox all day in a nigga face
And all you bitches see the dick that you shoulda ate
[Chorus: Xzibit]
Call it what you wanna call it
I'm a fuckin Alkaholik
Bring it if you really want it
Ain't gotta put no extras on it
Call it what you wanna call it
I'm a fuckin Alkaholik
Bring it if you realli want it
Ain't gonna put no extras on it
[Erick Sermon]
Yo, I'm in the zone, and lyrically gone
Got the spot blown, BOOM! Oklahoma
Watch the aroma, catch those who love me
My underground dirty cats on dune buggies
I be the type to take your watch and flaunt it
Kidnap T. Lewis and Jimmy Jam on it
Yo, I bang a nigga head til his neck pop
Do a KR's one to a black cop
X and E's, out for cream, get the money
While you stay broker than Al Bundy
Uhh, give it to yall, in Any Given Sunday
With J. Fox namin tha spot, make it hot
(I hate E so much right now!) Blow it down nigga, bounce
come off the ropes like J. Snooka
(Two fly motherfuckers) You can't fuck widdit
Backed by Open Bar, so y'all forget it
[Chorus]
[J-Ro]
J McEnroe, cam smashin, party crashin
I eat MC's like a ration
I'm sockin niggaz in their goatees
I leave you stiffer than that fool on my basketball trophies
I'm in the room with 10 G's, countin ten G's
Cause we need a bag of weed (can you smell it?)
Now we need ten dimes, to blow on these like wind chimes
Time to close the blinds cause you all in mines
I bought a bottle for the session, and did not share it
Drink so much Captain Mo' all I need is a parrot
You took the Alkaholik challenge, and lost your balance
You underground, we under water drinkin liquid by tha gallons
[Tash]
Slurred words, double vision, brain bustin, head rushin
Since I'm too drunk to walk, I rock a party on crutches
and still rush the roughest MC who wanna get it
Forget it, it's liquid, don't mix it, Xzibit
Ca-Tash on the blast the final piece to the puzzle
I slap bitches on the ass, I slap pimps about the muzzle
I shuffle with the microphone, bang rhymes consistant
You wack and I'm Ca-Tash and that's the motherfuckin difference
For instance, 21 and over, set your clocks back
(Tick tock tick tock) Still standin where the rocks at
Two-thousand-one, we still young guns that's restless
(Thirty niggaz, sixty hoes) and that's the motherfuckin guestlist
[Chorus]
Tuggummi
24th February 2006, 23:52
AVS, reality, sometimes it's hard to tell the difference
But we as entertainers have a responsibility to these kids
Sike!
[Eminem:]
If I were to die murdered in cold blood tomorrow
Would you feel sorrow or show love
Or would it matter
Can never be the lead-off batter of things
Shit for me to feed off
I'm see-saw battlin
But theres way too much at stake for me to be fake
There's too much on my plate
And I came way too far in this game to turn and walk away
And not say what I got to say
What the fuck you take me for? a joke? you smokin crack?
Before I do that, I beg Mariah to take me back
I get up 'for i get down, run myself in the ground, 'for I put some wack shit out
I'm tryin-a smack this one out the park, five-thousand mark
Ya'll steady tryin to drown the shark
Ain't gonna do nothin but piss me off
Lid to the can of whoop ass, just twist me off
See me leap out, pull the piece out, fuck shootin i'm just trying to knock his teeth out
Fuck with me now, bitch, let's see you freestyle
Talk is cheap, motherfucker if you're really feeling froggish, leap
Yo slim, you gonna let him get away with that?
He tried to play you, you can't let him skate with that
Man I hate this crap, this ain't rap,
This is crazy the way we act
When we confuse hip-hop with real life when the music stops
[Swift:]
There ain't no getting rid of McVeigh
If so you woulda tried
The only way I'm leavin this bitch is suicide
I have died clinically, arrived back at my enemy's crib with hennesy,
Got drunk then I finished he
I'm every nigga's favorite arch-enemy.
Physically fitted to be the most dangerous nigga with beef
I spark willingly with a dillinger in the dark dilligently
I'm not what you think
I appear to be fucked up
Mentally endangered
I can't stay away from a razor
I just want my face in a paper
I wish a nigga had a grenade to squeeze tight to awake neighbors for acres
I murder you
Danger had me turned into a mad man, son of sam, bitch, I'm surgical
I'l allergic to dyin, you think not? you got balls? We can see how large
When the music stops
[Kon Artist:]
I was happy having a deal at first,
Thought money would make me happy but
It only made my pain worst,
It hurts when u see ur friends turn their back on u dawg
When u ain't got nothing left but ur word and ur balls
And you're stressed from the calls of your new friends
Beggin' with they hands out
Checking for ur record when its selling
When it aint, that's the end, no laughs
No friends no girl
Just the gin u drink till u car spin u then
[Screech]
Damn!
[Crash]
U slam into the wall and u fall
Out the car, trying to crawl with one arm
About to lose it all in a pool of alcohol
If my funeral's tomorrow, wonder if they would even call when the music stops
[Kuniva:]
Let's see how many of your men loyal,
When i pull up looking for you,
With a pistol sipping on a can of pennzoil
I'm revved up, who said what would lead bust ur head would just explode
With red stuff i'm hand cuffed tossed in the paddy wagon
Braggin about how u shot it like a coward, bullets devour you showered you
Niggars, if i was u niggas, i'll run while given the chance
Understand i can enchance the spirit of man
Death itself, it can't hurt me, just the thought of dying alone that really
Irks me, u ain't worthy to speak thoughts of cheap talk
Be smart and stop trying to walk how g's walk before we spark
Hug the floor while we plan to the war with ur life, fuck the tour and the mic
I'll rather fuck a whore with a knife, deliver that shit the coroner's like
You high hype poppin' shit in broad day light nigga ur a gonna at night
When The Music Stops
[Proof:]
Instigators, turn pits in cages
Let loose and bit the neighbours
wrist to razors
Ya'll don't want war, you want talk
In the dark my dogs all bark like woof
Proof nigga I'm a wolf, get your whole roof
Caved in like reindeer hoofs
Stomped the roof shake the floor tiles loose
The more ya'll breach, the more I moves
This hill street, this is hardcore blues
Put a gun to rap checking all our jewels (nigga)
Or make the news betcha all ya'll move
When the uzi pop, you better drop when the music stop
[Bizzare:]
Music's changed my life in so many ways
Brains confused and fucked since the 5th grade
LL told me to rock the bells
NWA said fuck the police
Now i'm in jail
93 was strictly R&B
Fucked up hair cut
Listen to Jodeci
Michael Jackson, who gonna tell me I ain't Mike
Ass cheeks painted white
Fucking Presilla at night
Flying down sunset smoking crack
Transvestite in the front
Eddi Murphy in the back
MOP had me grindy and griddy
Marilyn Manson, i dyed my hair blue
And grew some titties
Ludacris told me to throw them bowls
Now i'm in the hospital
Broken nose and a fractured elbow
Voices in my head, i'm going in shock,
I'm reaching for the glock but the music stops
gaekwad2
2nd March 2006, 13:32
[Yeah... yeah...]
Doctor Faustus
Horseshoes splacking
Swallows hay cart, cart horse
Of the peasants blocking his path
[Yeah...]
Doctor Faustus
Power showing
Spits out hay cart, cart horse hay and box [yeah]
Outside the gates of the town of Anholt
... part...
[Had your chances... you've had your chance
You've had your chances... you've had your chance
Yeah....]
Doctor Faustus
At the court of the Count
Made fruits exotic pleasure-licious
Appear behind curtains in Winter
[Banana... apple... plum]
Faustus [exotic fruits]
At the court of the decadent Count [yeah]
Made animals from sunny lands appear [banana]
In the sparse gardens
[Strawberries... exotic fruits
Had your chances... you've had your chance
You've had your chances... you've had your chance
Banana]
Doctor Faustus [Yeah]
Horseshoes splacking
Swallows hay cart, cart horse [cherry]
Hay and box [cherry]
Of the peasants blocking his path [banana]
Had to leave (apples... cherries)
His drinking student friends (exotic fruits)
[Doctor Faustus... Doctor Faustus]
[Yeah... exotic fruits... strawberry
Doctor Faustus... Doctor Faustus
Had your chances... you've had your chance
Had your chances... you've had your chance
Had your chances... you've had your chance
Had your chances... you've had your chance]
There's a blood silhouette through the ceiling sky
There's a blood silhouette through the ceiling sky
There's a blood silhouette through the ceiling sky
There's a blood silhouette through the ceiling sky
[Banana]
Had your chance... you've had your chances [banana]
[There's a blood silhouette through the ceiling sky]
Had your chance [banana]
There's a blood silhouette through the ceiling sky / [you've had your chance]
[Doctor Faustus, Doctor Faustus]
[Banana]
[There's a blood silhouette through the ceiling sky
There's a blood silhouette through the ceiling sky
Banana]
[Doctor Faustus
Had your chance
Banana
Had your chances
Banana
There's a blood silhouette through the ceiling sky
Banana]
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