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#31 |
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NO FATS
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Consume my pants.
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The river is deep and the river is wide,
and the girl that I love is on the other side. She wants to move to Kansas City: “Move, pretty baby, where the sky is so blue.” She’s walking down Ellum, turning down Main, trying to find someone to sell her cocaine. She wants to move to Kansas City: “Move, pretty baby, where the sky is so blue.” With a dayful of promises dead on her lips, Mark 15:34 tucked next to her hip, she wants to move to Kansas City: “Move, pretty baby, where the sky is so blue.” I jumped in the water and started to drown. I thought of her walking and turned back around. I want to move to Kansas City, where the sky is so blue. With her pair of old wings that opened just once, she can walk on two feet now, she can go where she wants. She can move to Kansas City, where the sky is so blue. And I’ll tell you one thing that you should never do - never let a woman tell you she loves you. She’ll call you “baby,” she’ll look in your eye, then she’ll get on that airplane and wave “bye bye bye bye bye bye, baby.” And if I could believe what I want to believe, I’d hold you all close and take you with me, all of you to Kansas City, where the sky is so... |
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Master of Karate and Friendship
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I got something to say
I killed your baby today And it doesn�t matter much to me As long as it�s dead Well I got something to say I raped your mother today And it doesn�t matter much to me As long as she spread Sweet lovely death I am waiting for your breath Come sweet death, one last caress Go Sweet lovely death I am waiting for your breath Come sweet death, one last caress Well, I got something to say I killed your baby today And it doesn�t matter much to me As long as it�s dead Sweet lovely death I am waiting for your breath Come sweet death One last caress One last caress, sweet death One last caress, sweet death |
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Banned
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You might've seen me in the streets,
but nigga you dont know me When you holla this beef, remember you dont know me Save all that talking and tha poppin Nigga you don’t know me Quit tellin Niggaz youz my partner nigga you don't know me Don't be a groupie keep it movin, nigga you dont know me Hey I aint trippin cuz the truth is really, you dont know me Yeah you know they call me T.I. but you dont know me You be hatin an i see why cause you dont know me (verse) I think its time I made a song for niggas who dont know me I graduated out the streets, Im a real O.G. I been trappin shootin pistols since I stood 4 feet So all you niggas actin bad you gone have to show me You gon' make me bring the Chevy to a real slow creep My niggas hangin out the window mouth full of gold teeth When the guns start poppin wonder when its gone cease Chopper hit you in the side an create a slow leak We been in the speculation but today we gone see Whats the future of a pussy nigga hatin on me I give a fuck about the fed's investigation on me I don't care that they at my shows and they waitin on me Ima keep on flossin poppin long as Toomp is on the beat Tell polices i aint stoppin Im a keep it in the streets Contrary to your beliefs I'm as real as you can be Fuck ya thoughts and ya feelings nigga you dont know me Chorus 1x (Verse 2) Hey once again let me remind you nigga you don't know me So dont be walkin up and asking whats the deal on a key I dont know if you wearing wires you could be the police If I was slangin blow you couldn't get a O.Z. See me and the PSC fallin through at a show deep Police holdin up the door cause they know we tote heat I jus wanna ride wit C, blowin dro in the fleet Or wit clan by the dozen different bitches in a week I jus wanna chill wit Kuntry an his daddy Freddie G Ballin out at anytime at any store and spend a G I wanna ball in the Bahamas courtesy of K.T. MacBoney gotta mill well as Dolla D.P. A.K. house on the hill right next to J.G. Every week meet at a falant restaurant and eat free Get Inda paid, Lil Greg and B. Thats the only shot we got at gettin Cap back on the streets {chorus} (hook) you see a nigga hating on a G ask him what it's gonna be What you lookin at pussy nigga you don't know me At the club and the streets- or wherever we should meet Its choppers chopping, pistols popping, Nigga you don’t know me |
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*****
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Apocalyptic Poster
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tristessa i
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Braindead
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a smashing pumpkins song
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Braindead
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seems like i was beaten to it
oh well, life remains dandy *puts on cherub rock* |
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THIS IS AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!
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why do you guys have theme songs
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THIS IS AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!
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maybe you should get over yourselves
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Apocalyptic Poster
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#42 |
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Consume my pants.
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Last edited by D. : 05-20-2008 at 01:35 PM. |
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#43 |
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NO FATS
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actually i wanna change mine to this
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Apocalyptic Poster
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i dont have a themesong, but if i was to request a song that would feasibly be played while i was out, it would be this one.
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Pledge
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Skinned:
I'll make a shoehorn outta your skin I'll make a lampshade of durable skin And oh, don't you know that I'm always feelin' able When I'm sittin' home and I'm carving out your navel When will I realize that this skin I'm in Hey, it isn't mine And when will the kill be too much meat for me to hide on Hey, I could really use a couple of hands To complete one hell of a plant stand Oh, and don't you know that I'm caught here in the middle Making rib cages into coffee tables I'm just makin' em into coffee tables And when I realize that this skin I'm in Hey, it isn't mine And when will the thrill be too much meat for me to find anymore Oh, because you know I can't hide But oh how hard I try But this is just the shape I'm in, oh yeah And though you know I can't hide But oh how hard I try But this is just the shape I'm in [Cue kazoo solo] |
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Out fart the hottie!
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"Dog And A Fox"
(feat. DMX) [DMX] Uhhhh, uhhhhhh Let's do it, we're startin' Uh, come on boogie boogie, uh, uh Lets do it, let's do it, DMX, come on I been playin' bitches all my life, from that hoe to my wife You think I give a fuck, like you don't know I'm livin' trife Strife and struggle, bitches with pussy on the juggle Little shorty named Tomika from 25th who can smuggle Cheese to that Columbian Connection From that cross-the-water section Baby nine-seventeen, try for protection Injection of that shit I'm kickin' Got you stickin' niggas you got love for Bring 'em up, touch 'em with the buzz saw Bitches slingin' rocks, swingin' glocks, bringin' knocks Holdin' down the fort even when it's steamin' hot Money's being got but honeys actin' shady So I hit it with 5 between the 380's Can't fox a 300 Mercedes Time like this bring out the savage and shit Bitches ain't keepin' it real, so I'm damagin' shit I'm on that scavenger shit, and I'm hungry Fox with the Dog, it's about to get ugly, for real Aiyyo [Both] [1] - Ya bitches suck a dick (Ya'll niggaz eat a clit) Yeah, you think you fuckin' slick (Ya'll niggaz ain't shit) Ya bitches suck a dick (Ya'll niggaz want this bitch) You think you fuckin' slick? Ya bitches suck a dick (Ya'll niggaz eat a clit) You think you fuckin' slick (Ya'll niggaz ain't shit) Ya bitches suck a dick (Ya'll niggaz want this bitch) You think you fuckin' slick? [Foxy Brown] Nigga fuck you, eat a fat boy Do' I stacked on pussy, platinum and lace Ain't no smile on my face Shit, burn up by the waist Fuck him right to the safe and tell him Crack the bitch before I blast his bitch Ya'll know Na-Na come through Dime-chicks, iced up, minked out, rolly 6, light grey chrome 6 Go to ask, wanna fuck? Then throw the cash right 'Aye bitch needs some dick in they life Make 'em cop you with rock or just copy some rocks Take it all from his dumb-ass, slide on his bum-ass I want some shit and I'm hungry, Dog with the Fox It's about to get ugly |
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Well I met this lady and I told her quite a story, said I'd love her forever more. But the trouble is I tell the same old story to every girl that walks through the door. This is the Slashster talkin' at cha honey, yeah! Well first they love me and then they don't, sometime they do it and some time they won't. So I said to this girl "Hey you, get out!" and she got to her feet and began to shout: "You're A Jive Soul Bro, a Jive Soul Bro, and you're always lying to your friends. You're a Jive Soul Bro, a Jive Soul Bro, and you never get nuthin in the end." What choo talkin bout lady? This is the Slashster talkin to ya, I don't do nuthin but tell the truth, hehehe. Well, I thought this dude might learn a lesson, but I didn't learn a thing at all. Why late last night I was out there messing with a lady that was seven feet tall. Now that was a BIG woman! So I said "Hey baby, spend a night at my house." She said "No way, you jive little mouse!" I said "Hey there baby, can't take no more!" so she threw me on the floor in the figure-four, singin' "Jive Soul Bro, a Jive Soul Bro and you're always lyin' to your friends. You're a Jive Soul Bro, a Jive Soul bro and you never get nuthin in the end." Jive Soul Broooooo Hey, wait a minute everybody! Jive Soul Broooooo I ain't no Jive Soul Bro! Jive Soul Broooooo Jive Soul Broooooo Now come on now band and break it down for the Slashster. Sooner or later you'll see the light, you've got to stop your jivin' mornin, noon and night. If we catch you lyin' we got to go, we'll sing this song and they'll know for sure. You're a Jive Soul Bro, a Jive Soul Bro and you're always lying to your friends. You're a Jive Soul Bro, a Jive Soul Bro, and you'll never get nuthin in the end. You're a Jive Soul Bro, a Jive Soul Bro and you're always lying to your friends. You're a Jive Soul Bro, a Jive Soul Bro, and you'll never get nuthin in the end. Jive Soul Brooooooo No, no no y'all, this is the Slashster talkin to ya! Jive Soul Brooooooo That's right, i'm leannnnnn and i'm meannnnnn and my pocket's full of greeeeeeeeeeen, yeah. Jive Soul Brooooooo Hey, I'm the "Ladies pick" Jive Soul Brooooooo And I'm even the "Fella's pick" Jive Soul Brooooooo And rememba everybody Jive Soul Brooooooo My motto is Jive Soul Brooooooo Honesty is the best policy hahaha! yeah! |
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