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| Purge | Jul 20 2010, 12:50 AM Post #2191 |
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Heh, not if it's lactose free. Like my sister's milk. It's too sweet for me. |
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| ShadowQueenServer1 | Jul 22 2010, 06:07 PM Post #2192 |
Hmhmhmhmhm, do you like what you see?
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Zomg. You ....YOU MADE A RHYME! You're one of the greatest admins of all time. -0_o Oh great, now here I go, Make it stop! STOP, NO!! |
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| Purge | Aug 3 2010, 02:37 AM Post #2193 |
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Seems like something has begun. Well then, this should be fun! |
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| High 'N' Dry | Aug 5 2010, 05:39 PM Post #2194 |
Southwest Strangla
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I'm talikin to myself... Rag hangin' out my back pocket, it's a new day Grab my glock, cocked it and locked it It's just before I chopped it, now I'm rollin' With Grench it's the Capone, 40 ounce half-frozen Sippin' it, kickin' it like killa's Screw the snitches, we roll through the dark side with cap peela's One time, pigs out to find anyone so I hide any gun Since we dark brown and twenty-one Strapped on to get busta's plucked, like featha's In any weathers, bitches best be duckin' If the enemies in the hood says they down to play the killa's I'm puffin' on stress, I gots the hoops swervin' off they necks So tell yo boys, just to back off a bit The wild murderous glockz, cops can't mess with this I'm talkin' to myself.... Murda, murda, murda, Kill, kill, kill, chop, chop, chop, watchin' the bodies drop |
  I smoke a blunt to take the pain out If I wasn't high, I'd probably try to blow my brains out I'm hopeless, they shoulda killed me as a baby Now they got me trapped in the storm, I'm goin' crazy Forgive me... | |
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| Purge | Sep 7 2010, 06:56 PM Post #2195 |
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HEY GUYS IT'S BORING AGAIN |
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| High 'N' Dry | Oct 18 2010, 11:43 PM Post #2196 |
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At night I can't sleep, I toss and turn Candle sticks in the dark, vision of bodies being burned Four walls just starin' at a killa I'm paranoid, sleeping with my finga on the trigga My mothers always stressin' I ain't living right But I ain't going out without a fight See, every time my eyes close I start sweatin', and blood starts pourin' out my nose It's somebody watching the Ak' But I don't know who it is, so I'm watchin' my back I can see him when I'm deep in the covers When I awake I don't see him or his brothers He owns a black hat like I own A black suit, and a cane like my own Some might say, "Take a chill, B" But screw that, there's a snitch tryin' to kill me I'm poppin' in the clip when the wind blows Every twenty seconds got me peepin' out the window Investigatin' the joint for traps Checking my telephone for taps I'm starin' at the woman on the corner It's messed up when your minds playin' tricks on ya |
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I smoke a blunt to take the pain out If I wasn't high, I'd probably try to blow my brains out I'm hopeless, they shoulda killed me as a baby Now they got me trapped in the storm, I'm goin' crazy Forgive me... | |
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| Vampiress Mell | Oct 27 2010, 06:44 PM Post #2197 |
S2---An irreversible error has occurred---ღ
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Whoa o-o Where's the cheese? |
 DONUTS ARE THE PURE EVIL! ...........::Mell The Donut Obsessed::........ "I'll hide your keys beneath the pushons of your oppostive furniture. AND NEVER MORE YOU'LL BE ABLE TO FIND SOCKS THAT MATCH!"~Murray, CoMI | |
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| Purge | Oct 27 2010, 08:15 PM Post #2198 |
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Ahhh, it's finally living up here again! |
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| High 'N' Dry | Nov 3 2010, 05:19 PM Post #2199 |
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What's funnier than ten babies nailed to a tree? One baby nailed to ten tree's! Mwuahahaha!.....join me in some maniacal laughter won't you? |
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I smoke a blunt to take the pain out If I wasn't high, I'd probably try to blow my brains out I'm hopeless, they shoulda killed me as a baby Now they got me trapped in the storm, I'm goin' crazy Forgive me... | |
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| Purge | Nov 5 2010, 02:37 AM Post #2200 |
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I like myself some maniacal laughter! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! |
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| Vampiress Mell | Nov 5 2010, 02:59 AM Post #2201 |
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S2---An irreversible error has occurred---ღ
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NyahahahahahahahHAH! > w < |
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DONUTS ARE THE PURE EVIL! ...........::Mell The Donut Obsessed::........ "I'll hide your keys beneath the pushons of your oppostive furniture. AND NEVER MORE YOU'LL BE ABLE TO FIND SOCKS THAT MATCH!"~Murray, CoMI | |
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| High 'N' Dry | Nov 10 2010, 09:06 PM Post #2202 |
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Nyuck nyuck nyuck! |
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I smoke a blunt to take the pain out If I wasn't high, I'd probably try to blow my brains out I'm hopeless, they shoulda killed me as a baby Now they got me trapped in the storm, I'm goin' crazy Forgive me... | |
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| Purge | Nov 16 2010, 04:30 PM Post #2203 |
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Nyuck!? That's NOT maniacal laughter! |
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| High 'N' Dry | Jan 15 2011, 06:14 PM Post #2204 |
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They heard about the Rolex's and the Lexus with the Texas license plate outta state they heard about the pounds you got down in Georgetown now they heard you got half of Virginia locked down they even heard about the crib you bought your moms out in Florida the fifth corridor... Call the coroner there's gonna be a lot of slow singin' and flower bringin' if my burglar alarm starts ringin' watcha think all the guns is for? all purpose war got the rottweilers by the door and I feed 'em gunpowder so they can devour the criminals tryin' to drop my decimals Damn, G's wanna stick me for my Cream and it ain't a dream things ain't always how it seems it's the ones that smoke blunts with ya see your picture, now they wanna grab they guns and come and get ya But I betcha this psycho won't slip got the calico with the black talons loaded in the clip so I can rip through the ligaments put they bodies in a bad predicament where all the foul snitches went touch my cheddar, feel my Beretta Buck with what I had you with you suckers better duck I bring pain, blood stains on what remains of his jacket, he had a gun he should'a packed it Cocked it, extra clips in my pockets so I can reload and explode down ya rasshole I mess around and get hardcore C4 to your door no beef no more! Feel the rush, scandalous The more weed I puff on the more dangerous You think I care about you or your weak crew? What you gonna do when big papa comes for you? I'm not runnin, son I bust my gun in Hold on I hear somebody comin'............................................ Edited by High 'N' Dry, Jan 15 2011, 08:43 PM.
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I smoke a blunt to take the pain out If I wasn't high, I'd probably try to blow my brains out I'm hopeless, they shoulda killed me as a baby Now they got me trapped in the storm, I'm goin' crazy Forgive me... | |
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| Blue Toad | Mar 3 2011, 09:51 PM Post #2205 |
SnooPING AS usual, I see!
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*bursts down door* That someone was me, mirite? |
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