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post #46 of 82
Quote:
Originally Posted by oman
fuck the police
Coming straight out the underground?
post #47 of 82
Quote:
Originally Posted by T4phage
Street hustler comes up to me one day when I'm minding my own business.
Now he looks me up
and he looks me down
and he says:
"Hey Man, what be this!?
And what be that!?
And why you gotta look like that?"
I looked at him and kinda laughed
and I said:
"Hey Man,
I am cool
I am the breeze!"
I was walkin' down the street
Concentratin' on truckin' right
I heard a dark voice beside of me
And I looked round in a state of fright
I saw four faces one mad
A brother from the gutter
They looked me up and down a bit
And turned to each other

I say
I don't like cricket oh no
I love it
I don't like cricket oh no
I love it
Don't you walk thru my words
You got to show some respect
Don't you walk thru my words
'Cause you ain't heard me out yet

Well he looked down at my silver chain
He said I'll give you one dollar
I said you've got to be jokin' man
It was a present from me Mother
He said I like it I want it
I'll take it off your hands
And you'll be sorry you crossed me
You'd better understand that you're alone
A long way from home

And I say
I don't like reggae no no
I love it
I don't like reggae oh no
I love it
Don't you cramp me style
Don't you queer on me pitch
Don't you walk thru my words
'Cause you ain't heard me out yet
post #48 of 82

Nice segue J.!
post #49 of 82
You don't always have to fuck her hard
In fact sometimes that's not right, to do
Sometimes you've got to make some love
And fuckin give her some smooches too

Sometimes ya got to squeeze
Sometimes you've got to say please
Sometime you've got to say hey

I'm gonna Fuck you, softly
I'm gonna screw you gently
I'm gonna hump you, sweetly
I'm gonna ball you, discreetly

And then you say hey I bought you flowers
And then you say wait a minute Sally
I think I got somethin in my teeth
Could you get it out for me?
That's fuckin teamwork

Whats your favorite posish?
That's cool with me
It's not my favorite
But I'll do it for you
Whats your favorite dish?
I'm not gonna cook it
But I'll order it from Zanzibar

And then I'm gonna love you completely
And then I'll fuckin fuck you discreetly
And then I'll fucking bone you completely
But then I'm gonna fuck you hard

Hard
post #50 of 82
LOL, nice, The D is in da house!
post #51 of 82
And my contribution:

"Henry Kissinger, how I'm missing ya,
You're the doctor of my dreams,
With your crinkly hair and your glassy stare
And your Machiavellian schemes
I know they say that you are very vain
And short and fat and pushy, but at least you're not insane
Henry Kissinger, how I'm missing ya,
And wishing you were here.

Henry Kissinger, how I'm missing ya,
You're so chubby, and so neat,
With your funny clothes, and your squishy nose
You're like a German parakeet,
All right, so people say that you don't care,
But you've got nicer legs than Hitler, and bigger tits than Cher,
Henry Kissinger, how I'm missing ya,
And wishing you were here."
post #52 of 82
Here are three of my favorites...

"The band in Heaven plays my favorite song.
They play it once again, they play it all night long."

"Long shot of that jumping sign,
Invisible shivers running down my spine.
Cut the baby taking off her clothes.
Close-up of the sign that says,we never close
You snatch tune, you a match a cigarette,
She pulls the eyes out with a face like a magnet.
I don't know how much more of this I can take.
She's filing her nails while they're dragging the lake."

"I'm a no good coward & an american too.
a north american, that is not a south
or a central. Or a native american.
oh I must not think bad thoughts."
post #53 of 82
The bigger the cushion, the sweeter the pushin'
That's what I said
The looser the waistband, the deeper the quicksand
Or so I have read

My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo
I'd like to sink her with my pink torpedo

Big bottom, big bottom
Talk about bum cakes, my girl's got 'em
Big bottom drive me out of my mind
How could I leave this behind?

I met her on Monday, twas my lucky bun day
You know what I mean
I love her each weekday, each velvety cheek day
You know what I mean

My love gun's loaded and she's in my sights
Big game is waiting there inside her tights, yeah

Big bottom, big bottom
Talk about mud flaps, my girl's got 'em
Big bottom drive me out of my mind
How could I leave this behind?
post #54 of 82
Quote:
Originally Posted by faustian bargain
The bigger the cushion, the sweeter the pushin'
That's what I said
The looser the waistband, the deeper the quicksand
Or so I have read

My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo
I'd like to sink her with my pink torpedo

Big bottom, big bottom
Talk about bum cakes, my girl's got 'em
Big bottom drive me out of my mind
How could I leave this behind?

I met her on Monday, twas my lucky bun day
You know what I mean
I love her each weekday, each velvety cheek day
You know what I mean

My love gun's loaded and she's in my sights
Big game is waiting there inside her tights, yeah

Big bottom, big bottom
Talk about mud flaps, my girl's got 'em
Big bottom drive me out of my mind
How could I leave this behind?

My favorite line in this song has always been, "or so I have read." Just cracks me up.
post #55 of 82
Seeing as this thread is already in the gutter, I might as well add to it : "My vagina has two sets of lips But I don't get monthly blood drips My vagina hardly even used My vagina's got lots of extra skin They took my outtie and made it an in Changing Donnie to Marie Osmond Operation successfull But now I gotta pee Through a miniature hole Gotta remember to put the seat down And when I wipe my ass I go from front to back Cause I don't want a bladder infection I never thought I'd miss my vas deferans I traded it in for a pair of huge cans Now I get to hang with lesbians Operation paid up front Now I show all my friends My new designer cunt They think I'm kinda weird But that's OK with me Cause now I kick their ass Playing from the ladies tee Theres nothing finer than having a vagina" Good old NoFX
post #56 of 82
I feel so extraordinary
Something's got a hold on me
I get this feeling I'm in motion
A sudden sense of liberty
I don't care 'cause I'm not there
And I don't care if I'm here tomorrow
Again and again I've taken too much
Of the things that cost you too much
I used to think that the day would never come
I'd see delight in the shade of the morning sun
My morning sun is the drug that brings me near
To the childhood I lost, replaced by fear
I used to think that the day would never come
That my life would depend on the morning sun...

When I was a very small boy,
Very small boys talked to me
Now that we've grown up together
They're afraid of what they see
That's the price that we all pay
Our valued destiny comes to nothing
I can't tell you where we're going
I guess there was just no way of knowing
I used to think that the day would never come
I'd see delight in the shade of the morning sun
My morning sun is the drug that brings me near
To the childhood I lost, replaced by fear
I used to think that the day would never come
That my life would depend on the morning sun...

I feel so extraordinary
Something's got a hold on me
I get this feeling I'm in motion
A sudden sense of liberty
The chances are we've gone too far
You took my time and you took my money
Now I fear you've left me standing
In a world that's so demanding
I used to think that the day would never come
I'd see delight in the shade of the morning sun
My morning sun is the drug that brings me near
To the childhood I lost, replaced by fear
I used to think that the day would never come
That my life would depend on the morning sun...

Jon.
post #57 of 82
Hayatatatacha!

Kick! Punch! It’s all in the mind
If you wanna test me, I’m sure you’ll find
The things I’ll teach ya is sure to beat ya
But nevertheless you’ll get a lesson from teacher

Kick – Punch – Chop - Block
Once more now
Kick – Punch – Chop - Block

Don’t get cocky, it’s gonna get rock
We gonna move down to the next ya jockey now

Duck – Jump – Turn - Pose
Listen carefully
Jump – Pose – Duck - And turn

Hm, yeah I see you’re gettin’ better
Kick to the limit in order to get her now

Kick, punch – Chop, block – Chop, kick – Punch, block
It’s gonna get harder now
Duck and jump – Turn and pose – Duck and turn – Jump and punch

Come on now, why don’tcha follow my words
Because we’re almost done, I’ll make it easy at first
I wanna see if you wanna see what it takes
To be the man with the master plan
Are you the man now?

Kick, punch, block
Chop, kick, block
Block, turn, and kick it
Block, duck, punch
Duck, duck, turn
Jump, kick, chop
Punch, punch, punch

Hatatatacha! That’s it for today.
Good job, Parappa, you can go on to the next stage.
post #58 of 82
You changed all the lead sleeping in my head to gold As the day grows dim I hear you sing a golden hymn the song I've been trying to sing
post #59 of 82
THE AMERICAN:

Scene from the music video
Bangkok, Oriental setting
And the city don't know what the city is getting
The creme de la creme of the chess world in a
Show with everything but Yul Brynner

Time flies -- doesn't seem a minute
Since the Tirolean spa had the chess boys in it
All change -- don't you know that when you
Play at this level there's no ordinary venue

It's Iceland -- or the Philippines -- or Hastings -- or --
or this place!

COMPANY:

One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster
The bars are temples but the pearls ain't free
You'll find a god in every golden cloister
And if you're lucky then the god's a she
I can feel an angel sliding up to me

THE AMERICAN:

One town's very like another
When your head's down over your pieces, brother

COMPANY:

It's a drag, it's a bore, it's really such a pity
To be looking at the board, not looking at the city

THE AMERICAN:

I get my kicks above the waistline, sunshine
Whaddya mean? Ya seen one crowded, polluted, stinking town --

COMPANY:

Tea, girls, warm, sweet
Some are set up in the Somerset Maugham suite

THE AMERICAN:

Get Thai'd! You're talking to a tourist
Whose every move's among the purest
I get my kicks above the waistline, sunshine

COMPANY:

One night in Bangkok makes a hard man humble
Not much between despair and ecstasy
One night in Bangkok and the tough guys tumble
Can't be too careful with your company
I can feel the devil walking next to me

THE AMERICAN:

Siam's gonna be the witness
To the ultimate test of cerebral fitness
This grips me more than would a
Muddy old river or reclining Buddha

Scene from the music video
And thank God I'm only watching the game -- controlling it --

I don't see you guys rating
The kind of mate I'm contemplating
I'd let you watch, I would invite you
But the queens we use would not excite you

So you better go back to your bars, your temples, your massage
parlours --

COMPANY:

One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster
The bars are temples but the pearls ain't free
You'll find a god in every golden cloister
A little flesh, a little history
I can feel an angel sliding up to me

One night in Bangkok makes a hard man humble
Not much between despair and ecstasy
One night in Bangkok and the tough guys tumble
Can't be too careful with your company
I can feel the devil walking next to me

Jon.
post #60 of 82
Original by Biggie:

When I die, fuck it I wanna go to hell
Cause I'm a piece of shit, it ain't hard to fuckin' tell
It don't make sense, goin' to heaven wit' the goodie-goodies
Dressed in white, I like black Timbs and black hoodies
God will probably have me on some real strict shit
No sleepin' all day, no gettin my dick licked
Hangin' with the goodie-goodies loungin' in paradise
Fuck that shit, I wanna tote guns and shoot dice
All my life I been considered as the worst
Lyin' to my mother, even stealin' out her purse
Crime after crime, from drugs to extortion
I know my mother wished she got a fuckin' abortion

StyleForum Version:

When I die, fuck it Im'ma go to Denim Bar
Cop me some RBs, but don't cuff that hem too far
It don't make sense, goin' to Brooks wit' the goodie-goodies
dressed in pleats, I like black shoes and black hoodies
God will probably have me on some real strict shit
No ebayin' all day, no buyin my Tyrwhitt
Hangin' with the goodie-goodies loungin' in the Alden shops
Fuck that shit, I wanna rock tees and Spruce tops
All my life I been considered as the worst
Lyin' to the trads, consider tweed a curse
Crime after crime, from black suits to Thin Finn
I wish Kenneth Cole was a fuckin' abortion
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