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| Austin The Dark Enforcer/Angry Stoned Pimp G.O.O.F.B.A.H.G.S. New World Order Secret Police Chief Proud Inventor of the "Cream Cheese, Peanut Butter and Jelly" sandwich | posted on 09-07-2001 @ 7:22 PM |    | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Feb. 01  | This song is dedicated to all the happy people All the happy people who have real nice lives And who have no idea whats it like to be broke as fuck [Verse One:] I feel like I'm walking a tight rope, without a circus net I'm popping perkasets, I'm a nervous wreck I deserve respect; but I work a sweat for this worthless check Bout to burst this tech, at somebody to reverse this debt Minimum wage got my adrenaline caged Full of venom and rage Especially when I'm engaged And my daughter's down to her last diaper That's got my ass hyper I pray that god answers, maybe I'll ask nicer Watching ballers while they flossing in their pathfinders These overnight stars becoming autograph signers We'll all gone blow up and leave the past behind us Along with the small fry's and average half pinters While playa haters turn bitch like they have vaginas Cause we see them dollar signs and let the cash blind us Money will brainwash you and leave your ass mindless Snakes slither in the grass spineless [Chorus: repeat 2X] That's Rock Bottom When this life makes you mad enough to kill That's Rock Bottom When you want something bad enough you'll steal That's Rock Bottom When you feel you have had it up to here Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear [Verse Two:] My life is full of empty promises And broken dreams I'm hoping things will look up But there ain't no job openings I feel discouraged hungry and malnourished Living in this house with no furnace, unfurnished And I'm sick of working dead end jobs with lame pay And I'm tired of being hired and fired the same day But fuck it, if you know the rules to the game play Cause when we die we know were all going the same way It's cool to be player, but it sucks to be the fan When all you need is bucks to be the man Plus a luxury sedan Too comfortable and roomy in a six They threw me in the mix With all these gloomy lunatics Walk around depressed And smoke a pound of ses a day And yesterday went by so quick it seems like it was just today My daughter wants to throw the ball but I'm too stressed to play Live half my life and throw the rest away [Chorus] There's people that love me and people that hate me But it's the evil that made me this backstabbing, deceitful, and shady I want the money, the women, the fortune, and the fame That Means I'll end up burning in hell scorching in flames That means I'm stealing your checkbook and forging your name Lifetime bliss for eternal torture and pain Right now I feel like just hit the rock bottom I got problems now everybody on my blocks got 'em I'm screaming like those two cops when 2pac shot 'em Holding two glocks, I hope your doors got new locks on 'em My daughter's feet ain't got no shoes or sock's on 'em And them rings you wearing look like they got a few rocks on 'em And while you flaunting them I could be taking them to shops to pawn them I got a couple of rings and a brand new watch you want 'em? Cause I never went gold of one song I'm running up on someone's lawns with guns drawn  Successful Graduates of Austin University: 1 and counting | ||||
| PatCooper | posted on 09-07-2001 @ 8:37 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | Bad Influence {Just pull the plug!} People say that I'm a bad influence I say the world's already fucked, I'm just addin to it They say I'm suicidal Teenagers' newest idol C'mon do as I do Go ahead get mad and do it (repeat all 2x) [Eminem] Hand me an .8 Beam me up and land me in space I'ma sit on top of the world {I'm here} And shit on Brandy and Mase I'm more than ill Scarier than a white journalist in a room with Lauryn Hill {ahhh} Human horror film But with a lot funnier plot And people goin' feel me cuz I'ma still be the mad rapper whether I got money or not {yup} As long as I'm on pills, and I got plenty of pot I'll be in a canoe paddlin' makin' fun of your yacht But I would like an award For the best rapper to get one mic in The Source And a wardrobe I can afford Otherwise I might get sent up back-strike in a Ford And you wonder what the fuck I need more Vicadin for Everybody's pissin' me off; even a No Limit tank looks like a middle finger sideways flippin' me off No shit I'm a grave danger to my health Why else would I kill you and jump in a grave and bury myself {Just pull the plug!} People say that I'm a bad influence I say the world's already fucked, I'm just addin' to it They say I'm suicidal Teenagers' newest idol C'mon do as I do Go ahead get mad and do it {Just let it go!} (repeat all 2X) [Eminem] I'm the illest rapper to hold the cordless, patrolling corners Looking for hookers to punch in the mouth with a roll of quarters I'm meaner in action than Rosco beating James Tar Senior Across the back with vacuum cleaner attachments {ouch ouch} I grew up in the wild hood, as a hazardous youth With a fucked up childhood, that I used as an excuse And ain't shit changed, I kept the same mindstate since the third time that I failed 9th grade You probably think that I'm a negative person Don't be so sure of it I don't promote violence, I just encourage it {c'mon} I laugh at the sight of death As I fall down a cement flight of steps (ahhhh) And land inside a bed of spider webs So throw caution to the wind, you and a friend Can jump off of a bridge and if you live, do it again Shit, why not? Blow your brain out I'm blowing mine out Fuck it, you only live once you might as well die now {Just let it go} People say that I'm a bad influence I say the world's already fucked, I'm just addin' to it They say I'm suicidal Teenagers' newest idol C'mon do as I do Go ahead get mad and do it {Just pull the plug!} (repeat all 2X) [Eminem] My basic disk will make you take a razor into your wrist Make you satanistic Make you take the pistol to your face And place the clip and cock it back And let it go untill your brains are rippin' out your skull so bad to sew you back would be a waste of stitches I'm not a "Role Model," I don't wanna babysit kids I got one little girl, and Hailey Jade is Shady's business And Shady's just an alias I made to make you pissed off Where the fuck were you when Gil was payin me to dishwash I make a couple statements and now look how crazy shit got You may be gettin' a bigger attitude than maybe Kim's got And the shit's almost got the same fate that Grady's bitch got I know that "Just the Two of Us" would make you hate me this much And Just the Two of Us That ain't got shit to do with us and our personal life It's just words on a mic. So you can call me a punk, a pervert or a chauvinist pig But the funny shit is that I still go with the bitch  Now taking applications for adoption at E-Mail Me I've Adopted NASA and Jacob | ||||
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