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| Posted By | Discussion Topic: For the bitch!!!!!! | ||||
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| Sean Cold 3:16 | posted on 02-24-2001 @ 6:00 PM |    | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Jan. 70  | Just cuz we are on a new board it is again time for me to bash the bitch! The pain and the suffering you put me through (Don't tell me) I can't imagine to be like you All the pain and the suffering I go through You surround yourself with evil every night all you have is unequal (Don't hesitate) Or you'll live in your own hell (Out of my way) You're surrounded by evil (Don't hesitate) You can get away (Out of my way) Out of my way, too A dark cloud that follows you Rainy days will always find you You can never get away Evil come another day (Don't hesitate) Or you'll live in your own hell (Out of my way) You're surrounded by evil (Don't hesitate) You can get away I can't imagine to be like you All the pain and the suffering I go through (Step up and..) I can't imagine to be like you All the pain and the suffering I go through You surround yourself with evil I hope it catches you up And Thats The Bottom Line.....  E-Mail Me who knows who and who did what and who what the fuck oh well :the immortal words of Fofolina | ||||
USA Autoban Head Slap... Swim Move... | posted on 02-24-2001 @ 7:45 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Oct. 00 | I'm the cold cap (echo)vfiofgxfxjfxjfxjjxfdkghkgx I'm what you know, ask Rapping Beyotch, Beyotch 2 times baby, one time more Give it one more for Sir Too Short When I rap, I'm like this, I'm like that They can't resist, the MC MC MC thing That Too Too Too Too Too Short thing Beyotch, I don't stop Never ever ever will smoke that rock Beyotch, I don't quit I'm Too Short baby, got the shit To rap on the mike, turn you out Too Short baby without a doubt I gotta change the beat I got a song for every cold player Oh yeah, this here song is dedicated to any nigger who ever in life got his dick sucked. So if you don't know what it's like to get your dick sucked, well then just dream. H-E-A-D I need a doctor just for me To suck my dick, like a vet To suck my dick until I sweat I need a bitch, thick as hell She's gotta suck dick so I can tell All my homies, what she did She sucked and sucked and she's a bitch The`homeboy3 laugh, everytime And then I put her in my rhyme Talk about a bitch who sucked dick Man oh man that bitch can lick She'll have a nigger jumping up Making a nigger just wanna fuck Have you heard about baby, man she's tough You know I have and now she sucks The bitch sucked dick, so much dick I loved that blowjob I'm Sir Too $hort, I don't stop I love a bitch for a blow job I just laugh, over and over When a bitch drinks sperm like it's a soda A nigger be aiming, whops I missed Get back bitch, we'll never kiss When it comes to me, game is tough Have you heard about baby, man she sucks The bitch sucked dick, so much dick I loved to get my dick sucked by her Bitches in Oakland want to be under When they suck dick like girl wonder Niggers in Oakland are sick as hell As soon as they nut they gots to tell All the homies, what she did She sucked and sucked and she's a bitch The homeboys laugh everytime And then I put her in a rhyme Cause when a bitch sucks me down I kick on back and think about now When I sing about rap, all about her The way she will and put in work I'm Sir Too Short, in the chair Bust big nuts like a big 'ol player And sometimes baby we could fuck But everytime you know she sucks The bitch sucked dick, so much dick I loved to get my dick sucked by that bitch Me and homeboy roll to the Hyatt Shit went crazy when they had a riot I got in the Cutlass, went a few blocks Saw a bitch and had to stop Asked her if she needed a ride The bitch just kept on walking by So I said baby, could we just talk I make you see, no need to walk She never should have stopped, now that time Cuz now baby, your in my rhyme I remember you leaving, said I'll see you soon I remember us going in my room But I've never seen you, you freaky bitch I now I tell the world just how you live Too bad baby, we couldn't fuck Everytime I see ya I'm a say you suck The bitch sucked dick Man that bitch is going to give a vicious blow job When I drop my drawls, I'll be ready Blow more head than Blow Job Betty Suck my dick, and suck it cool And suck my homie when he come through Just suck dick, till you see no other I think my homie, is bringing his brother All my homies are coming up Kick back and cap and say she sucks The bitch sucked dick That bitch sucked dick (echo) I love a bitch like that, suck a whole lotta dick Knows, get a nigger all juiced up when they bust into the bitches mouth I'm a tell ya If I wanted, I could black her But I'm not fucking no head doctor Bitches don't know that Too SHort tip You might get fucked if you don't suck dick But I'm so freash, I'm so down I tell that bitch the other way around Suck my dick and you'll get some I'll fuck you baby till your cock is numb I'll bust my nut in her mouth Smooth get dressed and roll out I'm Sir Too Short, fresh fresh again Kicking it tough just like a pimp I could rap non stop in stereo I talk about a bitch, I watch her blow Cause she just can't wait to fuck So for that one reason you know she sucks The bitch sucked dick, so much dick I just love that bitch for that good blowjob I'm Too S-H-O-R-T Rap so strong to the disco beat Talk about bitches who ever licked Bitch don't lie, you sucked my dick More then once, more than twice It was hella times and it all was nice You see me nut, when i look down And you looked up and see me frown Cause your one bitch I'll never fuck Do you know why, because you suck She's a vicious head doctor with a P.H.D.  Mentor to Snakebite and Whoremoan Little Salad Tossers: Lloyd Dobler and Jake Ryan  I have abducted Shot Girl as my newbie | ||||
| Sean Cold 3:16 | posted on 02-24-2001 @ 8:12 PM | | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Jan. 70 | OR CATCH A FREIGHT TRAIN OR A ROCKETSHIP INTO OUTER SPACE NOTHIN' LEFT TO DO TOO MANY THINGS WERE SAID TO EVER MAKE IT FEEL LIKE YESTERDAY DID SEASONS MUST CHANGE SEPARATE PATHS/SEPARATE WAYS IF WE BLAME IT ON ANYTHING LET'S BLAME IT ON THE RAIN I KNEW IT ALL ALONG I'D HAVE TO WRITE THIS SONG TOO YOUNG TO FALL IN LOVE GUESS WE KNEW IT ALL ALONG THAT'S ALRIGHT, THAT'S OKAY WE WERE WALKIN' THROUGH SOME YOUTH SMILIN' THROUGH SOME PAIN THAT'S ALRIGHT, THAT'S OKAY LET'S TURN THE PAGE MY FRIENDS CALLED TODAY DOWN FROM L.A. THEY WERE SHOOTING POOL ALL NIGHT SLEEPING HALF THE DAY THEY SAID I COULD CRASH IF I COULD FIND MY OWN WAY I TOLD THEM YOU WERE LEAVING ON A BUS TO GO AWAY THAT'S ALRIGHT, THAT'S OKAY WE WERE TO KIDS IN LOVE TRYING TO FIND OUR WAY THAT'S ALRIGHT, THAT'S OKAY HELD OUR DREAMS IN OUR HANDS LET OUR MINDS RUN AWAY THAT'S ALRIGHT, THAT'S OKAY WE WERE WALKIN' THROUGH SOME YOUTH SMILIN' THROUGH SOME PAIN THAT'S ALRIGHT LET'S TURN THE PAGE AND REMEMBER WHAT I SAY GIRL AND IT GOES THIS WAY GIRL, DON'T GO AWAY MAD... GIRL, JUST GO AWAY! This message was edited by Sean Cold 3:16 on 2-24-01 @ 8:15 PM | ||||
| adolescentmasturbator | posted on 02-24-2001 @ 9:45 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | head to see you one last time theres something on my mind how do I say what needs to be said the words are hard to find how about bitch give me my money I want my money and I want it fast Hey bitch give me my money Else I'm bout to take it out your ass  REVOLUTION NOW | ||||
| Sean Cold 3:16 | posted on 02-24-2001 @ 10:16 PM | | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Jan. 70 | Why do we spend so much time just refusing to agree If you say you like something you know I'll say I don't and when you want to do something that's fun you know I won't Why is it always my turn to take care of this mess I don't think it's fair to say I'm always doing less You don't know what I do so I don't think you should moan and if you're so much better you can do it on your own Nobody loves me like I do, not even you Nobody needs me the way I do, not even you Nobody knows what I'm going through, not even you You always make me feel like everything I do is wrong and things would be much easier if we could get along but every time I criticize you you overreact please don't tell me one more time that opposites attract that has to be the biggest fucking lie I've ever heard Don't tell me to shut my mouth I haven't said a word You're the one that started it and you know that I know so what's the use there's no excuse you know that no means no chorus Is there really any point in working this all out all we ever do these days is fight and scream and shout Maybe we should give it up and just call it a day I can't think of anything I even want to say I've done my share of caring and it isn't any good I'm sick and tired of feeling like I've been misunderstood so give me one good reason and I'll stay right here with you I can't take another day I don't know what to do Chorus  | ||||
| NJDude | posted on 02-24-2001 @ 10:47 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jun. 00 | NICE!!! Sevendust kicks ass!!!  | ||||
| Mr. Brownstone | posted on 02-25-2001 @ 2:20 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00 | Oh honey, you let me down honey I ain't playin' childhood games no more I said it's time for me to even the score So stake your claim, your claim to fame But baby call another neme When you feel the fire, and taste the flame Back off, back off bitch Down in the gutter dyin' in the ditch You better back off, back off bitch Face of an angel with the love of a witch Back off, back off bitch Back off, back off bitch Makin' love Cheap heartbreaker, broken backed, Nasty ballbreaker, stay out of my bed, outta my head If it's lovin' you, I'm better off dead Back off, back off bitch Down in the gutter dyin' in the ditch You better back off, back off bitch Face of an angel with the love of a witch Back off, back off bitch Back off, back off bitch Emotions ripped, gone on a binge Life lipped, I said you're off the hinge Tellin' lies of such fame and glory I don't even wanna hear your story Back off, back off bitch Down in the gutter dyin' in the ditch You better back off, back off bitch Face of an angel with the love of a witch Back off, back off bitch It's such a pity that you're such a bitch Back off, back off bitch It's time to burn-burn the witch Back off, back off bitch Back off, back off bitch Back off, back off bitch Bitch Bitch Bitch Bitch Hey wha'd'ya think he's tryin' to say there, anyway? I think it's something each person's s'posed to take in their own special way Fucking bitch  | ||||
| Sean Cold 3:16 | posted on 02-25-2001 @ 4:28 AM | | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Jan. 70 | I hide only to defy you Take away the only love inside you I see your face through everyone Inside I've just begun You think I'm out to scare you I'm only out to prepare you For when you stop and turn around Your body's going down You're gonna waste your time, Your life will soon be mine, You're definitely one of a kind, and You're suffering 'cause of me, it's divine Tell me why you never liked me Tell me wht it is you fight me Pull down and wait for the perfect time to take what is rightfully mine You think they're dumb to defy me You said you don't want to defy me You wait, you don't want anyone Oh well... Chorus You know what, Fuck you I'm fed up with you I'm not as good as you Fuck no, I'm better than you Chorus Did you really think you'd beat me at my own game You try to see what you got Me ripping at your brain | ||||
| NJDrunkrone | posted on 02-25-2001 @ 10:30 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Feb. 01 | Don't Push by Sublime Stolen from an african land Chased out with a knife With a face like Bob Marley and a mouth like a motor bike Oh well the bars are always open and the time is always right And if God's good word goes unspoken well the music goes all night And it goes... If i was Bob Marley I said could you be loved If I was half pint I'd ball the lord up above If I was Mike Tyson I'd look for a fight If I was a BoomtownRats I would be stayin up all night IF I was the king Ad-Rock i would get stupid dumb If rhythms were valiums I'd be comfortably numb If I had a shotgun, know what I'd do, I'd point that shit straight up at the sky and shoot heaven on down to you Oh well the bars are always open, and the time is always right And if God's good word goes unspoken, well the music goes all night I want a lover, I can't find the time I want a reason, I can't find the rhyme I want to start some static, but I can't afford, to hit the ground like I fell off my skateboard Now a days as clear as you please, strap with protection or strap with disease. Laughter, it's free any time just call me 439-0116 when your down with Sublime you get funky fresh lyrics, you get nothin Stolen from an african land Got chased out of the bar I saw (Ice is) my best friend tonite so don't push me too far I gonna run come down with the new lyrics, get hit get hip you knuckle heads Racism is scism on a serious tip You don't believe me I go and bust your lip. I hear the mountain, it hard to climb Rougher the rhythm, then it must be sublime Listen yellow lover you got it right on time We got cricket with the quickness and the bassline Go and raid the sound and tell people the news oh, hey tell them reggae music is on the loose Here i am from the place where the sun shine down in a unique fashion Good good vibes that keep on playin, playin People gonna come and try tell me smokin crack cocaine better than sensi You're pumpin' that shit and I'm sick of it Tweakin' every weekend we just can't take it (WORD  | ||||
| Sean Cold 3:16 | posted on 02-25-2001 @ 11:25 AM | | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Jan. 70 | I don't know what makes me hard for you I don't know what I'm about to do, yeah I don't need this anymore My head is broke my eyes are sore And man you wanted everything I never wanted anything from you What can I do, I don't need you Now that its through, what will I do What's it to you, I can hate too Thats what i'll do, what about you I don't know what makes me come for you I don't know, there's nothing left to do, yeah Sometimes we all make mistakes I've made my share I can relate I've taken all that I can take I gave my all, so here's goodbye to you What can I do, I don't need you Now that it's through, what will I do What's it to you, I can hate too Thats what i'll do, what about you Some will live and some will die You never listen, never mind I couldn't give this one more night And when you're gone i'll still be tired of you What can I do, I don't need you Now that it's through, what will I do What's it to you, I can hate too That's what i'll do, what about you This message was edited by Sean Cold 3:16 on 2-25-01 @ 11:52 AM | ||||
Pompous, Arrogant, Enigmatic, Bitter, Quirky, Misanthrope with a Weird Sense of Humor and an Iron Clad Memory while flooding the board with my Stream of Consciousness UFC STRIKE 3 (I'm a dick and I like to ruin people's plans) | posted on 02-25-2001 @ 11:48 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Aug. 00 | quote: Where are my royalties? --McSLASH  Go Ahead, Give Me A Reason To Free Up Server Space! Write To Me Here Now Accepting Groupie Applications This message was edited by SLASH on 2-26-01 @ 4:48 PM | ||||
| Sean Cold 3:16 | posted on 02-25-2001 @ 11:52 AM | | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Jan. 70 | Your royalities? That is not from a G'N'R song! Now stop killing this thread! | ||||
| Sean Cold 3:16 | posted on 02-27-2001 @ 4:15 PM | | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Jan. 70 | Wine is fine But whiskey's quicker suicide is slow with liquer Take a bottle drain your sorrows THEN IT FLOODS AWAY TOMMOROW!! Evil thoughts and evil doings Cold, alone you hang in ruins Thought you'd escape the reaper You can't escape the master keeper 'Cause you feel life's unreal and you're living a lie Such a shame who's to blame and you're wondering why Then you ask from your cask is there life after birth What you saw can mean hell on this earth hell on this earth!! Now you live inside a bottle The reaper's travelling at full throttle It's catching you but you don't see The reaper is you and the reaper is me Breaking laws, knocking doors But there's no one at home Made your bed, rest your head But you lie there and moan Where to hide, suicide is the only way out Don't you know what it's really about Wine is fine But whiskey's quicker Suicide is slow with liquer Take a bottle drown your sorrows THEN IT FLOODS AWAY TOMMOROW  | ||||
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