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| heyladiladi STONER ON THE SNUKA CBH ROTISSERIE | posted on 07-09-2001 @ 2:46 PM |    | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: May. 01  | Everything is irritating today... So here goes: How I Could Just Kill A Man ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Hey don't miss out on what you're passing, you're missing the hootah of the funky buddah, eluder of the fucked up style's that get wicked so come on as I start to kick it, cause we're like outlaws sridding while suckers are hiding, jump behind the bush when you see me driving by' hanging out my window, and my magnum taking out some putohs acting kind of loco I'm just another local kid from the street getting paid for my vocals. Here is something you can't understand, How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand, How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand, How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand, How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand I be doing all the dumb shit yo cause nothing is coming from it I'm not gonna waste no time fucking around I got ya humming humming coming at ya! then you know I had to gat ya! time for some action just a fraction of friction I got the clearance to run the interference in to your sattle light shining a battle light Sen got the gat and I know that we'll gat you right here's an example just a little sample: how could I just kill a man one time tried to come in my home take my chrome I said yo it's on. take cover son or you're assed out how do you like my chrome then I watched the rookie pass out didn't have to blast him but I did any way, young punk had to pay so I just killed a man here is something you can't understand, how I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand, How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand, How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand, How I could just kill a man It's gonna be a long time before I finish one of the many missions that I have to establish to lite my spliff ignite you with insite so if you ain't down bullshit. say some punk tried to get you for your auto would call the one time and play the rolemmodel? No! I think you'll play like a thug next hear the shot of a magnum slug, humming coming at ya! yeah you know I'm going to gat ya. How do you know where I'm at when you haven't been where I've been, understand where I'm coming from. While you're up on the hill in your big home I'm out here risking my dome, just for a bucket or a faster ducket, just to stay alive yo I got to say fuck it. here is something you can't understand, how I could just kill a man. here is something you can't understand, how I could just kill a man. here is something you can't understand, how I could just kill a man. here is something you can't understand, how I could just kill a man. Here is something you can't understand, How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand, How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand, How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand, How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand, How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand, How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand, How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand, How I could just kill a man How I could just kill a man How I could just kill a man  She looked at him with those soft eyes so innocent & blue, | ||||
| Jolene'78 | posted on 07-09-2001 @ 3:36 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: May. 01 | Same here...although it cleared up later in the daym luckily for me, or for the person who would have gotten it running into me while I had thát mood. anyway, this song always helps when played really loud. Limp Bizkit It's just one of those days Where ya don't wanna wake up Everything is fucked, everybody sucks. You don't really know why But you wanna justify rippin' someone's head off No human contact And if you interact your life is on contract Your best bet is to stay away mother fucker! It's just one of those days! It's all about the he said she said bullshit I think you better quit lettin' shit slip Or you'll be leavin with a fat lip It's all about the he said she said bullshit I think you better quit talkin' that shit It's just one of those days Feelin' like a freight train First one to complain Leaves with a blood stain Damn right I'm a maniac You better watch your back Cuz I'm fuckin' up your program And if you're stuck up You just lucked up Next in line to get fucked up Your best bet is to stay away motherfucker! It's just one of those days! It's all about the he said she said bullshit. I think you better quit lettin shit slip Or you'll be leavin with a fat lip It's all about the he said she said bullshit I think you better quit talkin that shit, punk So come and get it I feel like shit My suggestion is to keep your distance Cuz right now I'm dangerous We've all felt like shit And been treated like shit All those motherfuckers, they want to step up I hope ya know I pack a chainsaw I'll skin your ass raw And if my day keeps going this way I just might break something tonight Give me something to break I pack a chainsaw I'll skin your ass raw And if my day keeps going this way I just might break your fuckin' face tonite Give me something to break Just give me something to break How 'bout your fuckin' face? I hope you know I pack a chainsaw, what? I hope you know I pack a chainsaw, a mutherfuckin' chainsaw, what? Some and get it It's all about the he said she said bullshit. I think you better quit lettin shit slip Or you'll be leavin with a fat lip It's all about the he said she said bullshit I think you better quit talkin that shit So come and get it  Have you ever had that typical Dutch feeling...."Have I That???" | ||||
| Mr. Brownstone | posted on 07-09-2001 @ 4:24 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00 | I'm having a great day, but here you go... A shimmy shimmy go go motha fuckin pop It's the K-K-Kid Rock with the K-K-Kid Rock shit I'm on top bitch and rock for tricks Hella whips and nips and flip trips for whips I get all the money pussy falls like rain Been gettin' laid and paid that's why I never complain If I ain't in it for the money I'm in it for the P (or is it D) It's 1998 yo and you still can't fuck with me You don't be fuckin' with the blue eye Fuckin' with my 2-5 up your fuckin' ass like my shoe size I got a new vibe, kinda like Voodoo You do what we say and we'll do what we want to We're fuckin' up your city and we're fuckin' up your progam Fuckin' all your bitches we can fuckin' give a goddamn Twisted Brown gets down with no assistance We won't quit until we're banned from existence Persistance pays if that holds true Then I'm gonna buy this fuckin' planet before the time I'm through I was praised and raised on the thoughts of no takings So let me get what I got comin' and the rest I'm fakin' I'm shakin' like Jerry Lee Lewis and shit You act like the motherfucker's new at this shit But I've been true to this shit given' my heart and soul Been shinin' like a diamond but gettin' passed as coal So Fuck Off Yeah With my pants half hangin' off my ass and shit Bowl filled hash pockets stuffed with cash I be the mushroom trippin' sippin' shots of Jack 'Cause the kids don't listen gettin' lots of flack I be the do wa diddy up and down you block and The 10 karat Kid with my triggers cockin' The K the I the D R-O-C K motherfucker and you still don't know me So blow me bitch I don't rock for *Edited* I rock for the cash and the topless dancers Don't have no answers so pass the joint I'm just paid in full and made in Detroit I ride like Setta in the Indy 5 And get live with that which get's me high Strive for perfection this much is true We do what we say you say what we do Kid Rock I couldn't be no Bozo And I get too much nina *Edited* and my glock rolls solo to Arizona I'm an easy rider dreamin' of Wynonna I roam the country like a Greyhound bus Put faith in lust and in God I trust I'm not Peter Pan I don't fuck with fairies But I bust more rhymes than virgin cherries And Harry Carey couldn't call my game Fucked so many hoes I'm in the hall of fame And I show no shame from coast to coast I don't mean to brag, but I like to boast Fuck Off Yeah right in your mother fuckin' ass bitch With that Detroit city shit ain't shit swift we're on the same script Nothing new since 76 Kid Rock Yo Slim Shady come break these mother fuckers off (Eminem) Yo tell the world to hold their breath they're breathing the wrong air This planet belongs to me and this hippy with long hair Two white boys who spike punch and light joints Hang around drugs loud music and like noise Slim Shady and Brown Trucker another bunch of mother fuckers Who hate the world as much as each other And I ain't leaving this party tonight 'Til I see some naked bitches dancin' around drunk touchin' each other Rum and Pepsi got your whole perception of me sketchy 'Cause when I stage dive people are scared to catch me 'Cause all I do is curse and fuck So when I do 'shrooms you all better give me two rooms 'Cause I'm fuckin' the first one up So when you see me on your block you better lock your cars 'Cause you know I'm losin' it when I'm rappin' to rock guitars This is for children who break rules People that straight fool And ever single teenager that hates school Fuck Off  BoxOfWine will be attending the Mr. Brownstone Academy of Dance until 7/20, one more opening available. | ||||
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