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| Brokenjaw Always will bow down to the power of the Faceman!!!! | posted on 08-16-2001 @ 6:13 PM |    | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Nov. 00  | My Adidas walk through concert doors and broke all over coliseum floors got stepped on stage at line A all the people gave an applause that payed and out of speakers I did speak I wore my sneakers but I'm not a sneak My Adidas cuts the sand of a foreign land with mic in hand I cold took command my Adidas and me both askin P we make a good team my Adidas and me we get around together, rhyme forever and we won't be mad when it gets bad weather My Adidas.. My Adidas.. My Adidas standin on 2 Fifth St. funky fresh and yes cold on my feet with no shoe string in em, I did not win em I bought em off the Ave with the fat strings in em I like to sport em that's why I bought em a sucker tried to steal em so I caught em and I thwart em and I walk down the street and I bop to the beat with Lee on my legs and adidas on my feet and now I just standin here shooting the gif me and D and my Adidas standing on 2 Fifth My Adidas.. My Adidas.. Now me and my Adidas do the illest things we like to stomp out pimps with diamond rings we slay all suckers who perpetrate and lay down law from state to state we travel on gravel, drit road or street I wear my Adidas when I rock the beat on stage front page every show I go it's Adidas on my feet high top or low My Adidas.. My Adidas.. Now the Adidas I posses ?? myself homeboy got 50 pair got blue and black cause I like to chill and yellow and green when it's time to get ill got a pair that I wear when I'm playin ball with the heal inside make me 10 feet tall my Adidas only bring good news and they are not used as selling shoes they're black and white, white with black stripe the ones I like to wear when I rock the mic on the strength of our famous university we took the beat from the street and put it on TV my Adidas are seen on the movie screen Hoyywood knows we're good if you know what I mean we started in the alley, now we chill in Cali and I won't trade my Adidas for a ?? My Adidas..  Telling people their desire Satan's sitting there, he's smiling Watches those flames get higher and higher Oh no, no, please God help me! Newbies No mas once again. If you are interested in being adopted AIM. OAbrokenjaw or e-mail Ovaherenow@aol.com This message was edited by Brokenjaw on 8-16-01 @ 6:17 PM | ||||
| SweetAngel | posted on 08-16-2001 @ 7:57 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: May. 01 | (One) day when I was chillin' in Kentucky Fried Chicken Just mindin' my business, eatin' food and finger lickin' This dude walked in lookin' strange and kind of funny Went up to the front with a menu and his money He didn't walk straight, kind of side to side He asked this old lady, "Yo, yo, um...is this Kentucky Fried?" The lady said "Yeah", smiled and he smiled back He gave a quarter and his order, small fries, Big Mac! You be illin' Verse 2 (To)day you won a ticket to see Doctor J Front row seat (in free!) no pay Radio in hand, snacks by feet Game's about to start, you kickin' popcorn to the beat You finally wake up, Doc's gone to town Round his back, to the hoop, and you scream "Touchdown!" You be illin' Verse 3 The other day around the way I seen you illin' at a party Drunk as skunk you illin' punk and in your left hand was Bacardi You went up to this fly girl and said "Yo, yo, can I get this dance?" She smelt your breath and then she left you standin' in your illin' stance You be illin' Verse 4 (For) dinner, you ate it, there is none left It was salty, with butter and it was def You proceeded to eat it cos you was in the mood But holmes you did not read it was a can of dog food! You be illin'  Thanks to Brokenjaw for my pic (again)! | ||||
| Ants in My Pants Billy Prettiest Butterfly in the garden All Blow job poems ©Fez 2002-2003. I'm obsessed with Alkey's penis. | posted on 08-17-2001 @ 1:09 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Apr. 01 | King of Rock I'm the king of rock, there is none higher Sucker MC's should call me sire To burn my kingdom, you must use fire I won't stop rockin' till I retire Now we rock the party and come correct All cuts are on time and rhymes connect Got the right to vote and will elect And other rappers can't stand us, but give us respect They called us ill, we're gettin iller, There's no one chiller It's not Michael Jackson and this is not "Thriller" I'm one def rapper, I know I can hang I'm Run from Run-DMC, like Kool from Kool and the Gang Roll to the rock, rock to the roll DMC stands for devestating mic control You can't touch me with a ten foot pole And I even made the devil sell me his soul Now we crash through walls, cut through floors Bust through ceilings and knock down doors And when we're on the tape, we're fresh out the box You can hear our sound for blocks and blocks For every living person we're a verbal treat It's me and DMC, Jay where's the beat? Now we're the baddest of the bad, the coolest of the cool I'm DMC, I rock and roll, I'm DJ Run, I rock and rule It's not a Trick or Treat and it's not a April Fool It's all brand new, never ever old school You've got the music in your body and you can't comprehend When your mind won't wiggle and your knees won't bend Music ain't nothin but a people's jam It's DJ Run, DMC rockin without a band Now I walked on ice and never fell I spend my time in a plush hotel I stood on many stages, held many mics Take airplane flights, at huge heights So all you sucker MC's, you gotta say please Cause when he jumps high, I'm pulling down weeds Got a song so strong, it's knocking down trees Is it hard to believe it's Run-DMC I am from, around the way And Run goes to school, every day And Jay plays the records he has to play And we get down with no delay, HEY! I rock the party with the words I speak And Run says the rhymes that are unique And Jay cuts the records every day of the week And we are the crew that can never be beat So don't try to diss me, try to be my friend Cause if you do, you'll get yours in the end The rhymes we say, shall set a trend Because a devestating rap is what we send Every jam we play, we break two needles There's three of us but we're not the Beatles My name is Darryl, you can call him D You can call me Darryl Mack, or you can call him DMC People always ask, "DMC, what does it mean?" D's for never dirty, MC for mostly clean Like we said before, we rock hardcore I'm DJ Run, I can scratch. I'm DMC, I can draw And now we got the knack, to attract Our rhyme's an aphrodisiac We'll reign on your brain and rock your knot When it comes to rock, give it all we got To be MC's, we got what it takes Let the poppers pop and the breakers break We're cool cool cats, it's like that That's the way it is, so stay the hell back We're causin' hard times, for sucker MC's Cause they don't make no songs like these PERIOD!  | ||||
| Kim | posted on 08-17-2001 @ 2:44 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | Now Peter Piper picked peppers but Run rapped rhymes. Humpty Dumpty fell down that's his hard time. Jack B. Nimble what nimble and he was quick but Jam Master was faster Jack saw Jay's dick. Now little Bo Peep cold lost her sheep and Rip van Winkle fell the hell asleep. And Alice stilled her hunger in Wonderland Jack [...] Jill busta in his hand. And Jam Master Jay is making out our sound the turntables might wobble but they don't fall down. I got the juice and Mother Goose both did that thing. Jam Master's gettin' loose and DMC's the king. Cause he's adult entertainer, child educator, Jam Master Jay, king of the crossfader. He's the better of the best, best believe he's the baddest. Perfect timin' when I'm climbin', I'm rhymin' at fast. When he cuts, girls move their butts. His name is Jay, hear the play, he must be nuts. And on the mix, real quick, and I'd like to say he's not fat, but he's fast and his name is Jay! It goes a one, two, three and... Jay's like King Midas, as I was told, everything that he touched, turned to gold. He's the greatest of the great, get it straight he's great. Playing fame cause his name is known in every state. His name is Jay to see him play will make you say: "Goddamn, that DJ made my day!" Like the butcher, the baker, the candlestick maker, he's a maker, a breaker, and a title taker. Like the little old lady who lived in a shoe. If cuts were his, he would be you. I'm not lying, y'all, he's the best I know, and if I lie, my nose will grow like the little wooden boy named Pinochio, and you all know how the story goes! Tricks are for kids he plays much gigs. He's the big bad wolf and you're the three pigs. He's the big bad wolf in your neighbourhood, not bad meaning bad, but bad meaning good! There it is... We're Run-DMC, got a beat to settle. D's not Hansel, he's not Gretel. Jay's a winner, not a beginner. His pocket gets fat, other get thinner. Jump on Jay like cows on moons, People take Jay like dish and spoon. Hands like all, first hails aim, you'll see Jay again my friend! Huh!  PharCyde and Droopy106 are my newbies :) Be nice to them! | ||||
| spitfire421 | posted on 08-17-2001 @ 4:24 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00 | Lesson 2 : Gently place the balls into the mouth and .. HAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM.. get it all baby .. get it all baby .. get it all baby .. "what you want me to do with it?" don't matter just don't bite it she swallowed it .. suck this dick for daddy she swallowed it .. usin' that lips she swallowed it .. it's the world's biggest dick "what do you want me to do with it?" don't matter just don't bite it Slow is the tempo Now talkin' but an info So peep it up here goes the info This is the bitches and the ho's crew She get it as much we make bets on who's the ho's we'd love to go through And for the shit that she does give her a drum role Because the dumb bitch licks out the asshole And a list of videotaper And if you got a gang of niggaz, the bitch would let you rape her She likes suckin' on dicks, and lickin' up nutz And they even take de broomstick at the butt Just to say that she did it with a rapper But the pussy was more fishy than red snapper "But how many licks would it take" She ax's "To make MC Ren start gooshin' up vanilla shake" She took her tongue out her mouth, put it on top Like a cherry, started movin' it like a snake and it was very Irresistable I could'nt pay the bitch to quit Cuz the ho' was doin' some ole' crazy shit That made me start havin' a fit' Cuz the bitch sucks de hellified dick .. [suck this dick] "It's the world's biggest dick" Don't matter just don't bite it "It's the world's biggest dick" Don't matter just don't bite it "What do you want me to do with it?" Don't matter just don't bite it She swallowed it .. Get it all baby! Now one night night I was at a drive-in And a car full of niggaz straight drove in I thought they wuz commin' to start trouble but no Five niggaz in the back it was de neighborhood ho' Now what do you expect they're gonna dogg her like a doggy Thirty minutes later and the windowz are all foggy And I'm off in my car havin' a fit' cuz de bitch that I'm with Sayz no fuckin' on the 1st date shit Now I'm like - Damn! I wish I was in the bucket To be with 6 niggaz with the ho' and I can fuck it So I told de ho' I was with that I'm goin' to de snack bar - And got de fuck out de car. Went to the bucket and I looked through the window It was some niggaz that I knew they let me in yo And my turn was like next I could'nt see a face, all I saw was de pussy and the chest I wanted to see the face, I felt the order Peep over the seat - OH SHIT! it's the preacher's doughter! And she's only 14 and a ho' But the bitch sucks dick like a specialized pro She looked at me, I was surprised But was it passin' up the chance of my dick gettin' backtide I told the bitch to do it quick : "You little ho' hurry up and suck my dick!" "It's the world's biggest dick" Don't matter just don't bite it "It's the world's biggest dick" Don't matter just don't bite it "What do you want me to do with it?" Don't matter just don't bite it She swallowed it .. Get it all baby! Now I'm a break it down with a fact - Since the last "Just don't bite it" girls don't know how to act Sayin' that they never would suck a dick But when they've tried it they could'nt quit Cuz not even bustin' the bitches today they love the shit And those are the main one's that say they don't do it But MC Ren knowz the bitches are used to it So fellows, next time they try to tell a lie That they never suck a dick punch the bitch in the eye And then the ho' will fall to the ground Then you'll open up her mouth - Put your dick in and move the shit around And she'll catch on and start doin' it on de raw Actin' like she's tryin' to suck a meet off a chicken bone And then she won't let go Because bitches suck nutt out of a dick just like dreino Get the last drop, unclog in de back Then the stupid bitch is at that with the same shit de next night Because she just can't quit Cuz she's addicted, addicted, addicted, addicted she's addicted, addicted, she's addicted to suck a good dick "It's the world's biggest dick" Don't matter just don't bite it "It's the world's biggest dick" Don't matter just don't bite it "What do you want me to do with it?" Don't matter just don't bite it She swallowed it .. Get it all baby! "It's the world's biggest dick" Don't matter just don't bite it "It's the world's biggest dick" Don't matter just don't bite it "What do you want me to do with it?" Don't matter just don't bite it She swallowed it .. Get it all baby!  So blow our mind and make it lazy Those long long days with no escaping I hold the wheel to let it go Don't wanna stop, don't wanna know If it gets you down, well just don't blame me If only we're nothing at all I have adopted graffixrulz into the School of Altered Reality[Email]spitfire@opieanthony.com">E-Mail Me | ||||
| FeelMyFunBags | posted on 08-19-2001 @ 7:43 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | L.L. Cool J. is hard as hell Battle anybody I don't care who you tell I excel, they all fail I'm gonna crack shells, Double-L must rock the bells You've been waitin' and debatin' for oh so long Just starvin' like Marvin for a Cool J. song If you cried and thought I died, you definitely was wrong It took a thought, plus I brought Cut Creator along Evened up with E-Love down with the Cool J. force Symbolizin' in the rhymin' for the record of course I'm a tower full of power with rain and hail Cut Creator scratch the record with his fingernail Rock the bells The king of crowd rockers finally is back My voice is your choice as the hottest wax True as a wizard, just a blizzard, I ain't taken no crap I'm rhymin' and designin' with your girl in my lap The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J. Cut Creator on the fader, my right-hand man We rock the bells so very well cause that's the name of this jam Rock the bells Some girl's will like this jam and some girls won't Cause I make a lot of money and your boyfriend don't L.L. went to hell, gonna rock the bells All you washed up rappers wanna do this well Rock the bells Now I'm world-wide known, whether you like it or not My one man band is Cut Creator a.k.a. Philpot He'll never skip it, only rip it when he's on the fader What's my d.j.'s name, Cut Creator Now you know the episode who's on the wheels He'll drive the cross fader like a cut mobile So precise with a slice that you know he's greater What's my d.j.'s name, Cut Creator Now you know, what do you know, Earl roles the weed I go to the store and get Old Gold So all you crabby lookin' nappy headed girls get back Cause there's a ten to one chance that you might get smacked Rock the bells The bells are circulatin' the blood in your veins Why are girlies on the tip, L.L.'s your name Cut Creator's good, Cool J. is good-good You bring the wood pecker, I'll bring the wood The bells are wippin' and rippin' at your body and soul Why do you like Cool J., we like rock and roll Cause it ain't the glory days with Bruce Springsteen I'm not a virgin so I know I'll make Madonna scream You hated Michael and Prince all the way, ever sense If their beats were made of meat, then they would have to be mince Rock the bells So listen to the lines of rhyme, I rhyme on time He'll cut the record in a second, make your d.j. look blind So all you jerry-curl suckers wearin' high-heel boots Like ballerinas, what I mean is you're a fruit-loop troop All you gonna-be(s), wanna-be(s), when will you learn Wanna be like Cool J., you gotta wait your turn Some suckers don't like me, but I'm not concerned Six-g (s) for twenty minutes is the pay I earn I'm growin' and glowin' like a forest blaze Do you like Michael Jackson, we like Cool J. That's right, I'm on the mic with the help of the bells There's no delayin' what I'm sayin' as I'm rockin' you well Rock the bells  why do I say I'm fine when it's obvious I'm not? why's it so hard to tell you what I want? why can't you just read my mind? | ||||
| PatCooper | posted on 08-19-2001 @ 8:09 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | Public Enemy Burn Hollywood Burn CHUCK DL: Burn Hollywood burn I smell a riot Goin' on first htey're guilty now they're gone Yeah I'll check out a movie But it'll take a Black one to move me Get me the hell away from this TV All this news and views are beneath me Cause all I hear about is shots ringin' out So I rather kick some slang out All right fellas let's go hand out Hollywood or would they not Make us all look bad like I know they had But some things I'll never forget yeah So step and fetch this shit For all the years we looked like clowns The joke is over smell the smoke from all around Burn Hollywood burn ICE CUBE: Ice Cube is down with the PE Now every single bitch wanna see me Big Daddy is smooth word to muther Let's check out a flick that exploits the color Roamin' thru Hollywood late at night Red and blue lights what a common sight Pulled to the curb gettin' played like a sucker Don't fight the power ... the mother fucker BIG DADDY KANE: As I walk the streets of Hollywood Boulevard Thinin' how hard it was to those that starred In the movies portrayin' the roles Of butlers and maids slaves and hoes Many intelligent Black men seemed to look uncivilized When on the screen Like a guess I figure you to play some jigaboo On the plantation, what else can a nigger do And Black women in this profession As for playin' a lawyer, out of the question For what they play Aunt Jemima is the perfect term Even if now she got a perm So let's make our own movies like Spike Lee Cause the roles being offered don't strike me There's nothing that the Black man could use to earn Burn Hollywood burn  Now taking applications for adoption at E-Mail Me Adoptee Stinqfinger | ||||
| Ants in My Pants Billy Prettiest Butterfly in the garden All Blow job poems ©Fez 2002-2003. I'm obsessed with Alkey's penis. | posted on 08-19-2001 @ 11:54 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Apr. 01 | Paid in Full -Eric B. & Rakim Thinkin of a master plan Cuz ain't nuthin but sweat inside my hand So I dig into my pocket, all my money is spent So I dig deeper but still comin up with lint So I start my mission- leave my residence Thinkin how could I get some dead presidents I need money, I used to be a stick-up kid So I think of all the devious things I did I used to roll up, this is a hold up, ain't nuthin funny Stop smiling, be still, don't nuthin move but the money But now I learned to earn cos I'm righteous I feel great! so maybe I might just Search for a 9 to 5, if I strive Then maybe I'll stay alive So I walk up the street whistlin this Feelin out of place cos, man, do I miss A pen and a paper, a stereo, a tape of Me and Eric B, and a nice big plate of Fish, which is my favorite dish But without no money it's still a wish Cos I don't like to dream about gettin paid So I dig into the books of the rhymes that I made To now test to see if I got pull Hit the studio, cos I'm paid in full | ||||
| Thrillhouse Alkey gave me my bonus points back. | posted on 08-20-2001 @ 12:55 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Aug. 01 | Boyz N Tha Hood Verse One: Cruisin' down tha street in my '64 Jackin' tha freaks clocking tha dough Went to tha park tah get the scoop Knuckleheads out there come shootin' some hoop A car pulls up who can it be A fresh El Camino rollin' Kilo G He rolled down his window and he started to say It's all about makin' that GTA Chorus: 'Cuz tha boyz in tha hood are always hard Ya come talkin' that trash we'll pull ya cord Knowin' nuthin' in life but tah be legit Don't quote me boy 'cuz I ain't said shit (Straight up, straight up, straight up gangsta wrong nigga tah fuck wit Straight up, straight up, straight up gangsta wrong nigga tah fuck wit) Verse Two: Dotomy's in tha place tah give me the pace He said my man JD is on free-base Tha boy JD was a friend of mine 'Til I caught him in my car trying tah steal a alpine I chase him up tha street tah call a truce Tha silly cluckhead pulls out a deuce deuce Little did he know I had a loaded 12 gauge One sucka dead L.A. Times front page -Chorus- (Punk, punk muthafuckaz like it ain't no thang, Punk, punk muthafuckaz like it ain't no thang) Verse Three: Bored as fuck and I wanna get ill So I went to a place where my homeboyz chill Niggaz out there makin' that dolla' I pulled up in my '64 Impala They greet me wit a 40 and I start drinkin' And from tha 8-ball my breath start stinkin' Enough tah get my girl tah rock that body Before I left I hit tha Bacardi I went to her house tah get her out of the pad Dumb hoe said something that made me mad She said something that I couldn't believe So I grabbed tha stupid bitch by her nappy-ass weave She started talkin' shit what did ya know Reached back like a pimp slapped tha hoe Her father jumped up and he started tah shout So I bombed on pops knocked his old ass out -Chorus- (And if a brotha talks shit I give him a, And if a brotha talks shit I give him a, And if a brotha talks shit I give him a) Verse Four: Now I'm rollin' hard now under control Them wrapped tha '64 around a telephone pole I looked at my car and I said,"Oh brother!" Thrown in the gutter and go buy another Walkin' home and I see tha G-ride Now Kat is drivin' Kilo on tha side As they busted a U they got pulled over A undercovered cop in a dark green Nova Now Kat got beat for resisting arrest He socked tha pig in tha head for rippin' his Guess Now he is caught for doing tha crime For defense on tha boy he'll do some time -Chorus- (I'll punk you like that, don't give a fuck, I'll punk you like that, don't give a fuck, I'll punk you like that, don't give a fuck, I'll punk you like that, don't give a fuck) Verse Five: I went tah get them out but there was no bail My niggaz caused a riot in tha county jail Two days later in municiple court Kilo G on trial straight caught a fought Instruct him out tha court said the judge On a six year sentence my man didn't budge Bailiff came over tah turn him in Kilo G looked up and gave a grin He yelled out fire then came Susie Tha bitch came in wit a submachine uzi Police shot tha girl but didn't hurt her Both up state for attempted murder -Chorus- Adopted by AFDude - A member of the WGWNGN | ||||
| PatCooper | posted on 08-20-2001 @ 4:39 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | O.P.P. Naughty By Nature Harm me with harmony Dave drop a load on 'em OPP, how can I explain it I'll take you frame by frame it To have y'all jumpin' shall we singin' it O is for Other, P is for People scratchin' temple The last P...well...that's not that simple It's sorta like another way to call a cat a kitten It's five little letters that are missin' here You get on occassion at the other party As a game 'n it seems I gotta start to explainin' Bust it You ever had a girl and met her on a nice hello You get her name and number and then you feelin' real mellow You get home, wait a day, she's what you wanna know about Then you call up and it's her girlfriend or her cousin's house It's not a front, F to the R to the O to the N to the T It's just her boyfriend's at her house (Boy, that's what is scary) It's OPP, time other people's what you get it There's no room for relationship there's just room to hit it How many brothers out there know just what I'm gettin' at Who thinks it's wrong 'cos I'm splittin' and co-hittin' at Well if you do, that's OPP and you're not down with it But if you don't, here's your membership Chorus: You down with OPP (Yeah you know me) 3X Who's down with OPP (Every last homie) You down with OPP (Yeah you know me) 3X Who's down with OPP (All the homies) As for the ladies, OPP means something gifted The first two letters are the same but the last is something different It's the longest, loveliest, lean-- I call it the leanest It's another five letter word rhymin' with cleanest and meanest I won't get into that, I'll do it...ah...sorta properly I say the last P...hmmm...stands for property Now lady here comes a kiss, blow a kiss back to me, now tell me exactly Have you ever known a brother who have another like ah girl or wife And you just had to stop and just 'cos he look just as nice You looked at him, he looked at you and you knew right away That he had someone but he was gonna be yours anyway You couldn't be seen with him and honestly you didn't care 'Cos in a room behind a door no one but y'all are there When y'all are finish, y'all can leave and only y'all would know And then y'all could throw the skeleton bones right in the closet do' Now don't be shocked 'cos if you're down I want your hands up high Say OPP (OPP) I like to say with pride Now when you do it, do it well and make sure that it counts You're now down with a discount Chorus: You down with OPP (Yeah you know me) 3X Who's down with OPP (Every last lady) You down with OPP (Yeah you know me) 3X Who's down with OPP (All the ladies) This girl ah tried to OPP me I had a girl and she knew that matter-of-fact my girl was partner's that Had a fall out, disagreement, yeah an argument She tried to do me so we did it in my apartment, bust it That wasn't the thing it must have been the way she hit the ceiling 'Cos after that she kept on coming back and catchin' feelings I said, "Let's go my girl is coming so you gotta leave" She said, "Oh no, I love you Treach" I said, "Now child please" You gots to leave, come grab your coat, right now you gotta go I said now look you to the stairs and to the stairwindow This was a thing, a little thing, you shouldn't have put your heart 'Cos you know I was OPP, hell from the very start Come on, come on, now let me tell you what it's all about When you get down, you can't go 'round runnin' off at the mouth That's rule number one in this OPP establishment You keep your mouth shut and it won't get back to her or him Exciting isn't it, a special kinda business Many of you will catch the same sorta OPP is you with Him or her for sure is going to admit it When OPP comes, damn-- skippy I'm with it Chorus: You down with OPP (Yeah you know me) 3X Who's down with OPP (This whole party) You down with OPP (Yeah you know me) 3X Who's down with OPP (This whole party) Break it down! Now taking applications for adoption at E-Mail Me Adoptee Stinqfinger | ||||
| lyneday
| posted on 08-23-2001 @ 4:43 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Oct. 00 | It's Like That [Run] Unemployment at a record highs People coming, people going, people born to die Don't ask me, because I don't know why But it's like that, and that's the way it is [D.M.C.] People in the world tryin to make ends meet You try to ride car, train, bus, or feet I said you got to work hard, you want to compete It's like that, and that's the way it is Huh! [Run & D.M.C. alternate lines for the remainder of the song] Money is the key to end all your woes Your ups, your downs, your highs and your lows Won't you tell me the last time that love bought you clothes? It's like that, and that's the way it is Bills rise higher every day We receive much lower pay I'd rather stay young, go out and play It's like that, and that's the way it is Huh! Wars going on across the sea Street soldiers killing the elderly Whatever happened to unity? It's like that, and that's the way it is Disillusion is the word That's used by me when I'm not heard I just go through life with my glasses blurred It's like that, and that's the way it is Huh! You can see a lot in this lifespan Like a bum eating out of a garbage can You noticed one time he was your man It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is You should have gone to school, you could've learned a trade But you laid in the bed where the bums have laid Now all the time you're crying that you're underpaid It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is Huh! One thing I know is that life is short So listen up homeboy, give this a thought The next time someone's teaching why don't you get taught? It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is If you really think about it times aren't that bad The one that flexes with successes will make you glad Stop playing start praying, you won't be sad It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is Huh! When you feel you fail sometimes it hurts For a meaning in life is why you search Take the bus or the train, drive to school or the church It's like that, and that's the way it is Here's another point in life you should not miss Do not be a fool who's prejudiced Because we're all written down on the same list It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is Huh! You know it's like that, and that's the way it is Because it's like that, and that's the way it is (Repeat these lines til fade) I just can't believe all the things people say. Why must I deal with this shit every fucking day. ever stop to think ..... and forget to start again?? This message was edited by lyneday on 8-23-01 @ 5:06 PM | ||||
| Ants in My Pants Billy Prettiest Butterfly in the garden All Blow job poems ©Fez 2002-2003. I'm obsessed with Alkey's penis. | posted on 08-23-2001 @ 6:45 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Apr. 01 | Top Billin' Check it out MC am I people call me Milk When I'm bustin up a party I feel no guilt Gizmo's cuttin, up for the Suckers that's, down with meeee!! The One of us, that's how I feel To be down you must appeal To the Two, we're rated R We're gifted, and we're going far Down the road, to the bank While I'm here I'd like to thank Mom and dad, they knew the time Gizmo's scratching Milk Dee's rhyming Milk is chillin, Giz is chillin What more can I say? Top billin That's what we get, got it good Since you understood, would you Stop scheming, and looking hard I got a great big bodyguard So step up if you wanna get hurt Milk Dee's gonna pull the skirt I get money, money I got Stunts call me honey if they feel real hot That's how it is, you can ask Giz I stole your girl while you were in prison Jail, for MC assault You was jealous it's all your fault Milk is chillin, Giz is chillin What more can I say? Top billin That's what we get, got it good And since you understood, would you Clap your hands, your hands you clap If your girl's out of place it's your girl I slap And if you're dumb, you'll ask why I am from that Do-or-Die The Audio Two, the Two's Audio I got a brother and his name's Gizmo Milk is chillin, Gizmo's chillin What more can I say? Top billin That's what we get, got it good And since you understood, would you Bite a rhyme, if you dare I get the papers so I don't care My contributions to this jam Is confusing, because I am Milk Dee, Milk Dee's dated all the way The super easy mightiest MC okay Yes I'm down, down by law I get the girlies out on the floor G is D, down is G Two the at the top is where he'll be That is us, call us odd Girls come in you won't be bored Milk is chillin, Giz is chillin What more can I say? Top billin That's what we get, got it good And since you understood, would you Do a dance, dance the Two If, you can dance it's easy to do This dance is on and on and on Dance until your breath is gone!! | ||||
| Nana's Precious | posted on 08-23-2001 @ 7:15 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Sep. 00 | Artist: Rob Base & D.J. Ez Rock Album: It Takes Two Song: It Takes Two It takes two to make a thing go right It takes two to make it outta sight Hit it! I wanna rock right now I'm Rob Base and I came to get down I'm not internationally known But I'm known to rock the microphone Because I get stoopid, I mean outrageous Stay away from me if you're contagious 'Cause I'm the winner, no, I'm not the loser To be an M.C. is what I choose 'a Ladies love me, girls adore me I mean even the ones who never saw me Like the way that I rhyme at a show The reason why, man, I don't know So let's go, 'cause It takes two to make a thing go right It takes two to make it outta sight Hit it! My name is Rob, I gotta real funky concept Listen up, 'cause I'm gonna keep you in step I got an idea That I wanna share You don't like it? So what, I don't care I'm number one, the uno, I like comp Bring all the suckers 'cause all them I'll stomp Bold and black but I won't protect All of my followers 'cause all I want is respect I'm not a doctor, put them in rapture A slick brother that can easy outfox ya Cause I'm Rob, the last name Base, yeah And on the mike, I'm known to be the freshest So let's start, it shouldn't be too hard I'm not a sucker so I don't need a bodyguard I won't fess, wear a bulletproof vest Don't smoke buddha, can't stand sess, yes It takes two to make a thing go right It takes two to make it outta sight Hit it! The situation that the Base is in I'm kinda stingy that's why I don't wanna lend A funky rhyme to a foe or a good friend But listen up 'cause I want you to comprehend 'Cause I'm the leader, the man superior I take care of ya and then ya get wearier So just sit, my rhymes arenot counterfeit The record sells which makes this one a hit It won't hurt to listen to Red Alert Take off your shirt Make sure it don't hit the dirt I like the kids--the guys, the girls I want the ducats 'cause this is Rob Base's world I'm on a mission, ya better just listen To my rhymes 'cause I'm all about dissin' 'Cause It takes two to make a thing go right It takes two to make it outta sight Hit it! I stand alone, don't need anyone 'Cause I'm Rob, just came ot have fun Don't need friends that act like foes 'Cause I'm Rob Base, the one who knows About things that make ya get weary Don't cheer me, just hear me Out 'cause I got the clout--shout (Ho!) Before I turn the party out I won't stutter-- Project my voice, speak clearly So you can be my choice On stage or on record Go to the Wiz and select it Take it off the rack, if it's wack put it back I like the Whopper, fuck the Big Mac If you want static, so let's go So, throw upyour hands Go for what you know Bro', I got an ego Yo, talkin' to me? No Oh 'Cause Rob is in the front, EZ Rock is on the Back up We're not soft, soyou better just slack up 'Cause I'm cool, calm just like a breeze Rock the mike with the help of EZ Rock on the set, the music plays Only cuts the records that I say It takes two to make a thing go right It takes two to make it outta sight Hit it! All right, now, EZ Rock now, when I count to three I want you ot get busy You ready now? One, two, three, get loose now! It takes two to make a thing go right It takes two to make it outta sight Hit it!  "what, I thought we were all just having fun..." guardian of f_tarded | ||||
| Brokenjaw Always will bow down to the power of the Faceman!!!! | posted on 08-23-2001 @ 7:55 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Nov. 00 | Intro Ladies and Gentleman...the most exciting stage show you've ever witnessed...appearing live...Doug E Fresh and the Get Fresh Crew. Verse 1 Excuse me Doug E Fresh... Yes! Have you ever seen a show with fellas on the mic with one minute rhymes that don't come out right They bite They never write That's not polite. Am I lyin'? No, you're quite right Well tonight on this very mic you're about to hear We swear, the best darn rappers of the year So! So! Cheerio! Yell... Scream... Bravo! Also, if you didn't know this is called The Show Verse 2 A-yo, Doug What? Put ya Bally's on Yo, Rick, I was about to but I need a shoehorn Why? Because these shoes always hurt my corns Six minutes...six minutes...six minutes Doug E Fresh, you're on Uh uh on, Uh uh on, Uh uh-uh uh-uh uh uh on Uh uh on, Uh uh on, Uh uh-uh uh-uh uh uh on Ooh ooh ooh, uh uh on Here we go... Here we go... Come on... Come on... A-here we go... Here we go... Come on... Come on... Yo! Where's Will and Barr? Well I don't know, they're late Told em them the time...oh, I forgot the date Man you did it again, oh no! No, here we go, come on Here we go, come on Here we go, did we miss the show? Nuh, nuh na nana no we didn't Word Nuh nana nana nana, no we didn't W-w-w-Word No we didn't Well don't get us wrong 'Scuse me Doug E, 'Scuse me Doug E, 'Scuse me Doug E Fresh, you're on Uh uh on... Verse 3 Well it started up on 8th Avenue When I made up the name called the... Get Fresh Crew! It was me, my two DJ's Chill Will and Barry B and my right hand man Ricky D I used to rap and sing, makes sounds and things And for example, here's a telephone ring... Hello? Is Doug E Fresh in? No, he's not in right now But anyway, no more delay Just check out the new style I display Now ya gotta be (fresh) To rock with (fresh) And I'm D.O.U.G.I.E (fresh) And I'm known for the... [fx: Doug E style beatbox] Not for the... [fx: Fat Boys style beatbox] The human beatbox or the entertainer No other title could fit me plainer In a passing generation I am a remainer And I'm also known as the beatbox trainer Cashin' checks, make sound FX And after I finish rockin' Slick Rick is on next Ya know it Slick Rick... Well, here's a little somethin' that needs to be heard Doug, I was goin' Downtown Word Rick? Word Sure All alone, no-one to be with Stepped on the D-train at 205th I saw a pretty girl So? So I sat beside her Then she went [fx: roar] like she was Tony the Tiger I said, oh no, there's been a mistake Honey, my name's Slick Rick not Frostie Flakes Oh, golly wally She was raisin' hell She said, oh my name is Maggie but call me Michelle Michelle, ma belle Sont les mots qui vont, tres bien ensemble Tres bien ensemble Bust a move, we show and prove A-yo Doug, do that record Jam on the Groove Outro As you can see, most definitely We are (fresh) Chill Will (fresh) Barry B is (fresh) Ricky D is (fresh) And I am, the Original Human Beatbox The Entertainer, Doug E.... (Fresh)  Telling people their desire Satan's sitting there, he's smiling Watches those flames get higher and higher Oh no, no, please God help me! Newbies No mas once again. If you are interested in being adopted AIM. OAbrokenjaw or e-mail Ovaherenow@aol.com HLJC 4 LIFE | ||||
| Ants in My Pants Billy Prettiest Butterfly in the garden All Blow job poems ©Fez 2002-2003. I'm obsessed with Alkey's penis. | posted on 08-24-2001 @ 2:33 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Apr. 01 | quote:Nice, Brokenjaw! I had to follow that with this one... La-Di-Da-Di [Slick Rick] OK, party people in the house You're about to witness something you've never witnessed before Yes, it's the original human beat box, Doug E. Fresh And his partner, the grand wizard, MC Ricky D, D And that's me in the place to be And we gonna show you how we do it for '85, kickin' live, alright Because, um, I've got a funny feeling, um you're all sick of all these crap rappers Bitin' their rhymes because um they're back-stabbers But when it comes to me and my friend Doug Fresh here There is no competition 'cause we are the best, yeah But let's impress which we prove And ya all will realize that we are the move So listen close so you all don't miss As we go a little somethin' like this Hit it Ah yeah You know what La-Di-Da-Di La-Di-Da-Di La-Di La-Di You know what, yo peep this La-Di-Da-Di, we likes to party We don't cause trouble, we don't bother nobody, we're Just some men thats on the mic And when we rock up on the mic we rock the mic right For all of y'all keepin y'all in health Just to see ya smile and enjoy yourself 'Cause it's cool when ya cause a cozy conditioning That we create, 'cause that's our mission So listen to what we say Because this type of shit, it happens everyday I woke up around ten o' clock in the mornin' I gave myself a stretch up, a mornin' yawnin' Went to the bathroom to wash up Had some soap on my face and my hand up on a cup I said, um, mirror mirror on the wall Who is the top choice of them all There was a rubble dubble, five minutes it lasted The mirror said you are you conceited bastard Well that's true, thats why we never have no beef So then I washed off the soap and brushed the gold teeth Used Oil Of Olay 'cause my skin gets pale And then I got the files for my fingernails Chewed through the night and on my behalf I put the bubbles in the tub so I could have a bubble bath Clean, dry was my body and hair I threw on my brand new Gucci underwear For all the girls I might take home I got the Johnson's Baby Powder and the Polo cologne Fresh dressed like a million bucks Threw on the bally shoes and the fly green socks Stepped out my house stopped short, oh no I went back in, I forgot my kangol And then I dilly (dallied) I ran though a (alley) I bumped into my homegirl (Sally) >From the (valley) This is the girl plays hard to get so I said Whats wrong 'cause she looked upset, she said It's all because of you I'm feelin' sad and blue You went away and now my life is filled with rainy days I love you so, how much you'll never know 'Cause you took your love away from me Now what was I to do, she's cryin' over me And she was feelin' blue I said, um, don't cry, dry your eye Here comes your mother with those two little guys Her mean mother stepped up, said to me hi Looked Sally in the face and decked her in the eye Punched her in the belly and stepped on her feet Slammed the child on the hard concrete The bitch was strong, the kids was gone Something was wrong, I said what is goin' on I tried to break it up, I said stop it, leave her She said, if I can't have you, she can't either She grabbed me closely by my socks So I broke the hell out like I had the chicken pox, but She gave chase; she caught up quick She put a finger in the face of MC Rick She said why don't you give me a play So we can go cruisin' in my oj And if you give me that OK I'll give you all my love today Ricky, Ricky, Ricky, can't you see Somehow your words just hypnotize me And I just love your jazzy ways, oh MC Rick my love is here to stay And on and on and on she kept on The bitch been around before my mother's born I said cheer up, I gave her a kiss I said you can't have me, I'm too young for you miss She says no you're not, then she starts cryin' I says I'm nineteen, she said stop lyin' I says I am, go ask my mother And with your wrinkled pussy, I can't be your lover To the tick tock ya don't stop To the tick tick ya don't quit, hit it | ||||
| Brokenjaw Always will bow down to the power of the Faceman!!!! | posted on 08-24-2001 @ 4:06 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Nov. 00 | Yo EMD [EMD] Yeah, what's up man? [Kangol] There goes that girl they call Roxanne. She's all stuck up [EMD] Why you say that? [Kangol] Cause she wouldn't give a guy like me no rap She was walking down the street so I said "Hello I'm Kangol from UTFO." And she said "So?" And I said "So?!? Baby don't you know? I can sing, rap, and dance in just one show Cause I'm Kangol, Mr. Sophisticata As far as I'm concerned ain't nobody greater From beginning to end and, to beginning I never lose because I'm all about winning But if I were to lose, I wouldn't be upset Cause I'm not a gambler, I don't bet I don't be in no casino, and baby while you knizzow The izzi is the grizzeat Kizzangizzo." I thought she'd be impress by my devious rap I thought I had her caught cause I'm a sinister trap I thought it'd be a piece of cake but it was nothing like that I guess that's what I get for thinking, ain't that right, black? Then crizzi to gizzone and seen number izzone Crizzin ricking tizza of mizzac mic dizza With the bang bang, brother I feel bad But I ain't comitting suicide for no crab But calling her a crab is just a figure of speech Cause she's an apple, a pear, a plum, and a peach I thought I had it in the palm of my hand But man oh man, if I was grand I'd bang Roxanne Chorus: Roxanne, Roxanne, can't you understand? Roxanne, Roxanne, I wanna be your man [EMD] You Kango, I don't think that you're dense Buy you went about the matter with no experience You should know, she doesn't need a guy like you She needs a guy like me, with a high IQ And she'll take to my rap, cause my rap's the best The educated rapper MD will never fess So when I met her, I wasted no time But stuck up Roxanne paid me no mind She thought my name was Barry, I told her it was Gary She said she didn't like it so she chose to call me Barry She said she'd love to marry, my baby she would carry And if she had a baby, she'd name the baby Harry Her mother's name is Baby, which is really quite contrary Her face is really hairy, and you can say it's scary So isn't not every, her father's a fairy His job is secondary, in some military He throws them to an ?electric camp? that wasn't voluntary His daughter's name is Sherry, his sons are Tom and Jerry Jerry had the flu but it was only temporary Back in January, or was it February? But everytime I say this rhyme it makes me kinda weary It's only customary to give this commentary Some say it's bad, some say it's legendary You can search all you want, try your local library You'll never find a rhyme like this in any dictionary But do you know, after all that All I received was a pat on the back That's what you get, it happened to me Ain't that right Mixmaster I-C-E Chorus [Kangol] You thought you had a rose, you thought you was Cupid But EMD, your rap was plain stupid I know you're educated, but when will you learn? Not all girls want to be involved with bookworms You gotta be strong in a way she can't resist So educated rapper, huh, bust this... Since she's a new girl on the block I had to let her know that I'm the debonoir Doc I said "I'd like to speak to you if I can And if I'm correct your name is Roxanne." She said "How'd you know my name?" I said "It's getting around. Right now baby you're the talk of the town Please let me walk you to the corner, my rap will be brief." She said "I've seen you before, you look like a thief." I said "Me? The Doc? A hood, a rock? Running around the street robbing people on the block? Nah, that's not my style, that crime I'm not related As far as I'm concerned I'm too sophisticated." Then it seemed I got busy cause she cracked a smile That let me know my rap was worth her while She said "You call yourself a doctor?" I said "This is true." She said "Explain to me really what doctors must do." I said "This is very rare because I don't say this every day There's a million medical skills a doctor displays Dermatology is treatment of the skin Infected and you'll see me and you'll know you're again There's enthesiology, opthomology Internal medicine and plastic surgery Orpedic surgery and pathology A disease involves a change of the body." She said "Ooooh, that's very unique." Gave me her number and kissed me on the cheek She said she had to go but be back by 8 So to call her at 9 to arrange a date [EMD] Did you take her to the beach? [Kangol] That's what we planned But she stood me up, Roxanne, Roxanne Chorus [Kangol] And here's our gameplan [EMD] The beat is here, so we will reveal it [Kangol & EMD] And if you think it's soft, then Roxanne feel it! Telling people their desire Satan's sitting there, he's smiling Watches those flames get higher and higher Oh no, no, please God help me! Newbies No mas once again. If you are interested in being adopted AIM. OAbrokenjaw or e-mail Ovaherenow@aol.com HLJC 4 LIFE | ||||
| Ants in My Pants Billy Prettiest Butterfly in the garden All Blow job poems ©Fez 2002-2003. I'm obsessed with Alkey's penis. | posted on 08-24-2001 @ 7:58 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Apr. 01 | Freaks Come Out At Night [Chorus] The freaks come out at night The freaks come out at night The freaks come out at night (the freaks come out) The freaks come out at night Discos don't open till after dark And it ain't till twelve till the party really starts And I always had to be home by ten Right before the fun was about to begin Crowds of people lined up inside and out Just one reason, to rock the house But in the day time the streets was clear You couldn't find a good freak anywhere, 'cause [Chorus] Now when freaks get dressed to go out at night They like to wear leather jackets, chains and spikes They wear rips and zippers all in their shirts Real tight pants and fresh mini skirts All kinds of colors runnin' through their hair And you could just about find a freak anywhere But then again, you could know someone all their life But might not know they're a freak unless you see them at night, 'cause [Chorus] Now the party's jumpin', the place is packed And when the crowd's like this, I'm ready to rap But before I could bust a rhyme on the mic Freaks are all over me like white on rice Freaks come in all shapes, sizes and colors But what I like about 'em most is that they're real good lovers They do it in the park, they do it in the dark But most freaks are known for breakin' hearts You could never tell what a freak was thinkin' of And you may never catch a freak without at least one glove And they don't walk, when they step, they strut And nine times out of ten they drive you nuts But take my advice, you don't stand a chance Freaks are so bad they got their own dance So if you wanna live a nice quiet life Do yourself a favor, don't come out at night, 'cause [Chorus] Hut one, hut two Hut hut hut [Chorus] | ||||
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