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04-27-2009, 07:49 AM
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Juicious Maximus III
Join Date: Nov 2008
Location: Scabb Island
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Here you go -> Introduction to Reading Music
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04-29-2009, 11:03 AM
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Join Date: Feb 2009
Location: lorain,ohio
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disturbing lyrics
post lyrics that just tweek you out at how mean/gross/devilish or all around just disturbing.
Boondox-Death of a Hater DIIIIIE Giving my soul to hell, And tell Heaven I did my best. One love for family The Juggalos And **** the rest I'm tired of all these snakes and demons leaches on the vein, I've bled enough and now these bitches bout to feel my pain. You know you name the haters been and with a point of view, Pussy mother ****ers talkin **** but never had a clue. Come with your attitude ****sucka **** yo life. I tie you to a chair and make you watch me **** your wife. I'm just the type to catch you slippin like a bar of soap, I catch you while you sleepin fast And then I slit your throat. I watch you bleed and gargle choking for your last breath, Then close the wound apply some pressure to delay ya death. See what it means your whole existance don't mean **** to me, It ain't nothing but time to kill to make you history. And all you had to do was to keep your ****ing trap closed. But now you got your hands folded, Clutched onto a single rose. [Backup singers:] I'll take your life Right here tonight You want to try, DIE! [Chorus: Boondox] Just close your eyes, Say your last good-byes. Get down on your knees, Dry them eyes bitch and make your peace. [Jamie Madrox:] OK Jamie not a hater, If I was it ain't no killin me. I live forever Never die Surviving off the infamy Miss me with that everbody wants me dead same ol' And switch my hatchet to a target hanging off my cable. If you criticize my fashion you ***got like Tim Gunn, I'm a Juggalo scrub, Established since day one. So kill the hater, Replicator, Dissin with a foul tongue. Take my magic marker and blacken his ****in left lung, With my box-cutter I'm a cut his eyes wide And with broken pieces of mirror replacin both his eyes. Got a demon inside that's been along for the ride, Since the release of my first LP back in 95. Ever since that day I've been embracin the hate And basically not givin a **** What none of ya'll say. So **** ya'll bitches Black flowers up on your casket You get what you deserve Burn in hell hatin bastards [Backup singers:] I'll take your life But here tonight You want to try, DIE! [Chorus: Boondox] Just close your eyes, Say your last good-byes. Get down on your knees, Dry them eyes bitch and make your peace. [Boondox:] I see the **** ya pullin Lookin like a trailer hitch, Come to your hood with goons And snatch you out your trailer bitch. Put on your knees and close your eyes Wait for the execution. Some call this first degree But I call it my retribution. Ya had your chance to keep the sun And now your in the rain, I be the Skarcrow but you the one who missin brains. I put the barrel to the bone And now your skull ****ed Two times eleven to yadome an now ya add it up. So many times I spit just dwellin thinking of the day Up to the point I sit for hours thinkin of away To make you suffer Make ya blood spill like the wine. Six feet up underneath the ground Have ya smellin pine. It's how we do a punk bitch with a frosted mouth Lost in the woods till you discovered by a boy scout Stupid little mother ****er what was you thinking Now ya body in the bushes Like this rottin of the stinkin [DIE CHANT w/] [Backup singers:] I'll take your life But here tonight You want to try, DIE! [Chorus: Boondox] Just close your eyes, Say your last good-byes. Get down on your knees, Dry them eyes bitch and make your peace. |
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04-29-2009, 11:05 AM
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Mate, Spawn & Die
Join Date: May 2007
Location: The Rapping Community
Posts: 24,593
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Paul Abdul—"Vibeology"
Ooh work it baby A give me that vibe Uh what is it? Chorus: Ya got that vibeology That V-I-B-Eology Your body is pumped Next to me Ya got that sensuality And oh I love what ya do When ya do what ya do Ya got me pumped In the groove When ya move I'm in a funky way I'm I'm in a funky way I'm Horny horns!! I'm in a funky way a Give me that I'm in a funky way a Give me that vibeology Vibeology now what is that? Well it's the study Of the chemistry Between you and me. Chorus Vibeology Feelings you send me Vibeology A funky beat and then he's Ooh Vibeology Oh the vibes the vibes Vibeology Ayee, ayee... I'm in a funky way a Give me that I'm in a funky way a Give me that vibe I'm in a funky way a Give me that Vibeology Those vibes they keep Getting to me I don't know what to do A give me that vibe I'm in a funky way Oh I'm in a A give me that vibe I'm in a funky way Vibeology I'm in a Uh it would be very Unvibeolistic of you to Uhruh Not get into the vibes I'm Sending you Right there uh you see Love is like a... And oh I love what ya do Ya got me pumped In the groove when ya move I'm in a funky way Vibeology A funky beat and then he's Ooh Vibeology Oh the vibes the vibes Vibeology Ayee...ayee... |
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