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does anyone here write such? if so, examples? |
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i love you i love you i love you this is what i came up with so far. |
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Eye Ex Ten, So phat he stays thin. You gonna' aks me when, I come out rollin' in my Benz. Where dat bwoy get his name? He be playin' up da' game. You know dat dis ain't lame. My rhymes 'a put you niggas to shame. When I'm pullin' out my nine Try not to whine. I'll be taking lives and yo' girl, cause her booty's lookin fine. Now hows that Tetris!!! :D Niggas, A nice big block on yo' head. Im'a pullin all my triggers You be dead, you be dead. Ridin' in my Benz. Popin' my colla See some fine bitches and I have to holla' I'm Oedipus son, the original balla. Diamonds and bling And the almighty dolla. I pull out deez gats And light up yo' Impala. |
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fuccccckkkkk!!! |
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Beat Didn't the Funkmaster write some beautiful poetry a while back? It was creamy and dreamy as I remember. |
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it's my only Fav+ |
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I used to write things, juvenilia I guess you'd call it now. But part of me still retains a fondess for it, I don't believe it's entirely without merit, though whether it would stand up with "proper" works, I very much doubt it. Still, it's good to write, I think, even if it is, 9 times out of 10, at the end of day, bollocks. |
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it's easy to get inspiration in that beautiful place he's from. |
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Hahahahahahah! How do you fav+ something? I missed out on that lesson. I've printed it out now anyway.. |
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you will probably have to remove all those boc relaerd topics you've got in your favourites. you can find the feature on top of every thread. |
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At the top of every thread you will see Messageboard index | Reply | Fav+ | Close topic | Del topic+msgs then click fav+ and it will be stored in "my favorites" |
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Your favorites? |
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had potential :) Is your avvie like porn or something? i think i see side boob and some girl getting it doggie |
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Tolst you are good mod. Congs. |
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Thanks Mods! |
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:D!! <3 |
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i fulfilled my mod obligations for this month i reckon. |
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It's from the Music has the right to children promtional video at The Warphex Records Website |
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ok here is a poem i wrote, its called 'self centered asshole' sometimes i feel fed up, i get this burning feeling in my gut. it says these words i despise, a collective of surrealist lies. sometimes i drink to forget, what happened this day and the next. i saw some people and the times they had, and i saw their memories as if they weren't that bad. sometimes i think i'm out of luck, so come join me, we'll both be stuck. the wheels are square, the engine's brick, i'm sure that we can take the stick. i smoked some skunk it made me ill, a friend dared me to take a pill. i drank some more, i didnt score, i pissed in the alley, and threw up on the door. sometimes i think i wonder too, what if i had not met you, you promised change you gave me hope, you stopped me reaching for the rope. , i think we know it just won't work you really hate me, i'm such a jerk. sometimes my words say more than i mean, i think i know to keep it clean. my words speak loud; there is a line, between what is rude and what is fine. i spit and swear, i'm full of scorn, but i'm just lonely and forlorn. those clever bastards tut and tut, but for crying out loud: SHUT THE FUCK UP. |
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it's a little man with a hat! |
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what on earth do you mean |
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thats just reminded me of 'watt on earth' screengrabs or episode downloads would be greatly appricated. |
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the lines form the image of a man with a hat............... sorta |
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yeah like Jamiroquai without any horns on. |
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and a weight problem |
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it is called 'self centered asshole' and the text is also centered lol ! |
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jesus i love you, every night i feel your goo for the time we spend you make me lend...a dildo to my best friend :) |
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let this life that has run its course remain running through my veins once more. for these words i’m about to utter are of great importance to know one but my own. it has come time to bow down. my rival. my comrade. my entwined core. and as we merge. i become ever more at ease. reveling in this disengagement. i am free now. i have evolved into a god of sorts, but make no mistake for that i am grateful and nothing more! and as everything around me shatters into insignificance you become evermore resolute. we arrived at the equilibrium of life and death. encompassing everything around us. let us take this journey... our time has come. |
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i like writing poetry about dead crows and dead rats and crickets and vast boulders of pus. |
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I enjoy writing, but in danish. I wrote an angry letter about me seeing a black person carrying a plank, and the fact that i didnt get inspirered by it in any way, and that i'm angry that everyone thinks so. PLADENEGEREN INSPIRERER MIG IKKE! |
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The Tea Time Sippers. Nothing could ruin such a victorian moment. Not even the man with a horses head. Sure his spinal cord was as flexible as a snake, and he took pleasure dancing and throat chanting before the tea sippers, but nothing could disturb such a lovely tea time. Not even when he ejaculated all over the table cloth in sick tribal spasms. Not even when he chewed on the flower arrangements giving off grotesque grunts. They still sip at their tea with a perpetual smile that could never be deviated. "One lump or two" spoke one of them through their teeth and tense jawed smile. "Two, that would be lovely" replied the other, whilst sticking the tea pot spout in his anus. Horsehead put on a red evening gown, and joined them both for a scone. |
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