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| heyladiladi STONER ON THE SNUKA CBH ROTISSERIE | posted on 12-20-2001 @ 11:23 PM |    | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: May. 01  | >> Insane Clown Posse >> Piggy Pie << COME AND GET IT! Woo! We got some fresh vittles for your fat chicken-ass to snack on, bitch! So here, start wit' a slice of this fresh piggy pie, mother fuka! The first little piggy, his house is made of wood, He lives in a chicken turkey piggy neighborhood. He likes to fuck his sister, and drink his moonshine, A typical redneck filthy fuckin' swine! I rode into town with my ax in my holster, Everybody knows about the wicked piggy roaster. A farmer at the border, he tried to take me out, I drew my ax with the quickness, and cut his chicken feathers out! Walked in the village, and to the piggy's place, He opened up his door, and popped me in the face. It blew me off the porch, and cracked my head in half, But I'm a Juggalo, so it only made me laugh. (Hehe!) Forty in hand, I rose from the dead, And threw with all my might, I made a pig noise off his head. Since we out west, I had a little fun, And pulled his fuckin' tongue out the back of his cranium! Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie. There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy die. I might use a gun, (No!) I might use an ax, (yes!) The carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks! The second little piggy, his house is made of brick, And this little piggy is a mutha fuckin' dick. He sits on his bench and gets all the respect, But if I get a chance, I'm goin' straight for the neck. He walked in the room, and everybody rose, Lopped off bucket chillin' underneath my clothes. First they let the piggy, now you can finally sit, But what this piggy don't know is he's about to get his neck wet! Now I see the bailiff, I'm thinkin' what the fuck? I can smoke this room before his hearing aid will pick it up. Old-ass man, I let him get away, That tired mutha fucka, probably die tomorrow anyway. Here come the piggy, it's time for my case, His eyes are blood red with a wicked lookin' face. He saw my joker's smile, and sentenced me a dime, So I racked on the bucket, made it fuckin' rain pork rhines! The last little piggy, his house is made of gold, He lives in a mansion on his own private road, I started walking down it, the guard he told me wait, I bounced off his head and did a Jackie Chan over the gate! Cuz this little piggy, must definitely fry, I'm a lop his nugget off and toss it in the sky. And then I watch the moon take the form of the devil, And pull it out the sky, and beat it with a shovel. People in my city, they fight for they meals, He sleeps on a mattress stuffed with hundred dollar bills. A richie is the devil, he never really made it, So I'm a take his money stack and stuff his face wit' it. Opened up his door, he's sleeping in his bed, I grabbed a brick of gold laid it upside his head. He begged for his life, I told him it's too late, It took away his dough and watched the devil suffocate, cuz I need  No great thing is created suddenly. Y | ||||
| Maynard | posted on 12-20-2001 @ 11:31 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Jan. 01 | nin Hey pig Yeah you Hey pig piggy pig pig pig All of my fears came true Black and blue and broken bones you left me here I'm all alone My little piggy needed something new Nothing can stop me now Cause I don't care anymore Nothing can stop me now Cause I don't care Nothing can stop me now Cause I don't care anymore Nothing can stop me now Cause I just don't care Hey pig Nothing's turning out the way I planned Hey pig there's a lot of things I hoped you could help me understand What am I supposed to do I lost my shit because of you Nothing can stop me now Cause I don't care anymore Nothing can stop me now Cause I don't care Nothing can stop me now Cause I don't care anymore Nothing can stop me now Cause I just don't care Nothing can stop me now Nothing can stop me now Nothing can stop me Nothing can stop me now Nothing can stop me Nothing can stop me now Nothing can stop | ||||
| danked Dankarella! | posted on 12-20-2001 @ 11:38 PM | | |||
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| heyladiladi STONER ON THE SNUKA CBH ROTISSERIE | posted on 12-20-2001 @ 11:43 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: May. 01 | Nice picture of a PIG you got there, stoney. ;) Black Sabbath >> WAR PIGS Generals gathered in their masses just like witches at black masses evil minds that plot destruction sorcerers of death's construction in the fields the bodies burning as the war machine keeps turning death and hatred to mankind poisoning their brainwashed minds, oh lord yeah! Politicians hide themselves away they only started the war Why should they go out to fight? They leave that role to the poor Time will tell on their power minds Making war just for fun Treating people just like pawns in chess Wait 'till their judgement day comes, yeah! Now in darkness, world stops turning as the war machine keeps burning No more war pigs of the power Hand of god has sturck the hour Day of judgement, god is calling on their knees, the war pigs crawling Begging mercy for their sins Satan, laughing, spreads his wings ALL RIGHT NOW! No great thing is created suddenly. Y | ||||
| danked Dankarella! | posted on 12-20-2001 @ 11:53 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Aug. 00 | i contend that my picture of Mr. Ed and Wilbur is topical... | ||||
| heyladiladi STONER ON THE SNUKA CBH ROTISSERIE | posted on 12-20-2001 @ 11:57 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: May. 01 | Ok, then just for you... :) Wretched Wilbur The summer was the reason Why it took so long to see That even if I do possess Some seeds of honesty, There is no garden, So how come I have no land? I shall be waiting here awhile To see what comes to hand. Misers mise and compromise; I know what I have seen. The wanderers are in the east; That's where I should have been. But I did not go there; I couldn't find the way. I do believe I made a try, But I really couldn't say. Oh, that wretched Wilbur, He keeps ploughing up the land. He fights the battle thoughtfully With roses in his hands. But where is the fight now? So play us your merry song. The autumn, it has blown away, And the winter, it is long. No great thing is created suddenly. Y | ||||
| av8er OA.com's taint with wings. | posted on 12-21-2001 @ 12:03 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | 3 Little Pigs - Green Jelly Why don't you sit right back and I, I may tell you a tale a tale of three little pigs and a BIG BAD wolf Well the first little piggy well he was kind of hip he spent most of his day just dreaming on the city and then one day he bought a guitar he moved to hollywood to become a star living on the farm he knew nothing of the city built his house on straw - what a pity then one day jamming on some cords along came the wolf knocking on his door Little pig, little pig, let me in "not by the hair of my chinny chin chin" Little pig, little pig, let me in "not by the hair of my chinny chin chin" well i'm huffing, i'm puffing I'll blow your house in Huffing, Puffing, blow your house in Huffing, Puffing, blow your house in Huffing and I'm puffing, and I'll blow your house in well the second little piggy well, he was kind of stocky spent most of his day just a gun just smoking huffing and a phuffing down the venize beach getting paid money for religious speech built his shelter from many garbage picks mostly made up of cans and sticks then one day he was cracking off a Marley along came the wolf on his big bad Harley Little pig, Little pig, let me in not by the hair of my chinny chin chin x2 well i'm huffing, i'm puffing I'll blow your house in Huffing, puffing, blow your house in Huffing, puffing blow your house in Huffing and I'm puffing, and I'll blow your house in well the third little piggy the great A student his daddy was a rock-star named Pig Nugent earned his masters degree from Harvard college built his house from his architect knowledge a tri-level mansion Hollywood Hills daddy rockstart 'em pay for the bills then one day came the old house matcher the big bad wolf, the little piggies slasher Little pig, little pig, let me in not by the hair of my chinny chin chin x2 well i'm huffing, i'm puffing I'll blow your house in Huffing, puffing, blow your house in Huffing, puffing, blow your house in Huffing and I'm puffing, and I'll blow your house in well the big bad wolf well he huffed and he puffed all that he could and hold, behold the little piggy house stood it's made out of concrete the little piggy shouted the wolf just frowned as he pouted so they called nine eleven like any piggy would they sent out rambo just as fast as they could {Rambo: } yo! Wolf-face, i'm your worst nightmare {Rambo: } your ass is mine well the wolf fell dead as you can plainly see and thats the end of the story for you and me it still gives a lesson, you just may hear the big wolf the little piggies say: Little pig, Little pig, let me in not by the hair of my chinny chin chin x2 well i'm huffing, i'm puffing I'll blow your house in Huffing, puffing, blow your house in Huffing, puffing, blow your house in Huffing, puffing, blow your house in Huffing and I'm puffing, and I'll blow your house in  Av8er Radio [ AIM ] [ ICQ ] [ E-Mail ] | ||||
| danked Dankarella! | posted on 12-21-2001 @ 12:04 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Aug. 00 | just making sure he gets his props. Ed took all the glory... | ||||
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