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05-21-2009, 04:46 PM
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From Hank To Hendrix
Join Date: Apr 2009
Location: Our house, In the middle of the street.
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05-21-2009, 05:05 PM
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Cardboard Box Realtor
Join Date: Feb 2009
Location: Hobb's End
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"If you could find some way to be
A little bit less afraid of me You'd see the voices that control me from inside my head Say I shouldn't kill you yet" "Skullcrusher Mountian - Jonathan Coulton "We all had our ski masks And sawed off shotguns But how do you plan for A bank full of nuns But I guess we panicked We all have taboos" "Bank Job" - Barenaked Ladies |
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05-21-2009, 07:04 PM
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Partying on the inside
Join Date: Mar 2009
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Celph Titled (the guy who spit that line) is full of mental rhymes. He's what Eminem would have been if he were satanic, and talented.
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05-21-2009, 07:17 PM
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you know what it is
Join Date: Mar 2008
Posts: 2,890
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Why? always has grade a lyrics, Good Friday for example..
if you grew up with white boys who only look at black and puerto rican porno cause they want something that their dad don't got then you know where you're at mortaring your earholes shut in a rush with wet coke in a starbucks bathroom with the door closed on booze, i'm left in residue and confused like the first time you used soft water down on my luck, caught unaware like houdini when the last fist struck if i'm sinking and laughing at something sunken in, i am sucking **** for drink tickets at the free bar at my cousin's bat mitzvah cutting the punch line and it ain't no joke devoid of all hope circus mirrors and pot smoke picking fights on **** night with shirlies and lokes and snatching purses doing out on karaoke and forgetting all the verses blowing kisses to disinterested bitches playing lead lay in a bad way on broadway sending sexy smses to my exes new man cause i can on the road trying to break an old van eating pussy for new fangs, i am what the hell using purell till my hands bleed and swell missing mail at a motel 6, i'm unwell if i'm sinking and laughing at something sunken in, i am it feels exciting touching your handwriting getting horny by reading it and repeating poor me intently staring at the picture of your feet on the sticker at the r. crohn's exhibit, i wonder who's sicker jerking off in an art museum john till my **** hurts the kind of **** i won't admit to my head shrinker not even in a whisper to my own little sister i just act like a **** and talk **** when i'm with her aught six i'll say the friday before easter was not what i cried to myself in the pisser and with you in the front row at the silver jews show and you act like you didn't notice, my fear of the bear at showbiz pizza when i saw six was overwhelming and not dissimilar to this if i'm sinking and something sunken in, i am at jacob han's on tour i wake up hung over on a hardwood floor from a dream about how your dress hangs off of your little breasts i'd rather be dead than call this song how i lost your respect but god bless or get neglected and i'll see you when the sun sets east, don't forget me
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05-21-2009, 07:51 PM
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Partying on the inside
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05-21-2009, 08:01 PM
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Mate, Spawn & Die
Join Date: May 2007
Location: The Rapping Community
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05-22-2009, 12:39 AM
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Pale and Wan
Join Date: Aug 2008
Location: Aus
Posts: 917
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just another sunday paddleboat ride on a man made lake with another lady stanger if i remain lost and die on a cross at least i wasn't born in a manger i can sense somewhere right now being prayed for seems like i always arrive on the same shore from where my sails set maybe with one less lady than my vessel left with, is that a threat oh i've stayed scarce this last year yes but be assured in unrest i'm unavoidable like death this christmas is this twisted why be upset i never said i didn't have syphillis miss listless hard like the bricks i pound my fists with i mean she's hard like the bricks that i pound with my fists |
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