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Post by Sushi Destroyer on Jan 22, 2005 0:53:50 GMT -5
Neil put those songs on your computer.
Then after you put them on your computer, put them on my computer.
Please?
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Post by Stuci Firme on Jan 22, 2005 11:40:15 GMT -5
one of the best bands i saw was at tomfest.. they were all.. "... and man, we're not allowed to pray in schools anymore. i mean, what's up with that?!"
way to keep up with the times!
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Post by EastCoreHaiste on Jan 22, 2005 14:33:39 GMT -5
Don't worry Haiste, I'm pickin' up what you're puttin' down They played some covers of Goldfinger, blink 182, and Reel Big Fish before they started showing the slides. That was kind of neat. Then they said " If you came to get your nose broken in the mosh pit, this is your song!" They then proceeded to break into this extremely terrible nu-metal ballad. Lamest show ever.
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Post by Arkham on Jan 27, 2005 0:13:11 GMT -5
pitchforkmedia.com/features/artistlists/m/menomena-05/this article is hilarious "such as the blasphemous "humor" of Carman Dominic Licciardello, better known as Carman. His blasphemous, street-jive, dialogue between John the Baptist and Jesus Christ as teenagers on his video "Live...Radically Saved" is digusting (sic)! Here's a sample of Carman's blasphemy: JOHN: "Hey man, Hey cuz, Whatchoo doin man? I ain't seen you in a long time. HEY, BABY." (John calling Jesus baby!) Jesus turns and says, "Hey, what's up, John?" See, Jesus is always cool; he's always together. He's got his thing together, y' know, Then Carman blasphemously imitates the Lord Jesus Christ walking hip-jive doing what Carman calls "THE MESSIAH WALK". UNGODLY! BLASPHEMY!"
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luc7thsunn
Go Away
The truth hurts it's the lies that kill
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Post by luc7thsunn on Jan 27, 2005 5:58:44 GMT -5
"SATAN!, Bite the dust!"
If I'm not mistaken our favourite rapper "T-bone" stars in that film as well.
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Post by Stuci Firme on Jan 27, 2005 12:35:54 GMT -5
yeah t-bone.. the lyrical assassin.. rat tat tat tat
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Post by jasonintoronto on Jan 27, 2005 14:21:38 GMT -5
hey stu/big d! remember this?
MORE GRINDING!!!!!
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luc7thsunn
Go Away
The truth hurts it's the lies that kill
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Post by luc7thsunn on Jan 27, 2005 14:45:17 GMT -5
My lyrics go BUC! BUC! BUC!
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Post by neilsucks on Jan 28, 2005 10:33:22 GMT -5
yeah t-bone.. the lyrical assassin.. rat tat tat tat My lyrics go BUC! BUC! BUC! oh my god. it's 7:27am and this is already the best day ever.
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Post by Sushi Destroyer on Jan 28, 2005 15:20:38 GMT -5
neil??!??!?!?!?
if anything, creator's creation?
Please!
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Post by Arkham on Jan 28, 2005 15:56:57 GMT -5
this guy must get his theology from a crazy alcoholic in an alley somewhere..
Well its that crazy MC the one that nobody can control So give me the microphone my name is T-Bone I know you want to fight this, pull out your pen and write this Cause you know I be the hypest, but I dont smoke blunts like Cypress I never have, and I never will kinda like 7-Up, so shut up Before you get cut up wit another lyrical piece of glass Gettin thrown from the dome of T-Bone To all them rappers sayin that my GOD is not real But they dont be knowin my GOD is magnificant, Omnipatent I'm obiedent cause if I disobey I'd be burnin in the fire Cause the devil is a liar Tryin to make me fall any way that he can Like makin me think that I'm the man By puttin a glock in my hand or a beer can Then I be hearin these voices sayin sip it Put I buck the devil down, and grab the mic and start to flip it Flop it, then I be pullin my Bible out of my pocket And remind the devil that he's been defeated, nobody cheat Jesus Christ won fair and square when He died apon the Cross Which mean the blood was not lost So devil get the heck away from me cause I'm that crazy hispanic When I grab the mic I start to panic Committin perfect crimes, wit the perfect rhymes Mutalatin demons, hold up I think I somebody screamin Oh I think I recognize that yell That the sound of twenty thousand demons burnin in hell And if you dont want to be there, then you best change your ways I eat demons like a pack of Frito Lays, anyways I got my dues, so gloria Jesus Go out and tell the devil theres a crazy latin on the loose
[Chorus] Cause no one can handle and wonder and loco A crazy hispanic [2x]
[T-Bone] I be that latin MC, that the devil cant see Like the wind that hear goin in ear Like a cutip or even Casper the ghost I burn MCs like toast The oven's hot roast dont mean to boast But since the age of 8 I have been unfadeable Suckas get big heads, but head is not inflatable So if you like hip hop while I beat I got em From the top to the bottom, Bob Cat brought em From the top of his dome to the studio wit this crazy flow to the radio, gotta save a soul Is what I'm screamin, I got a demon on my infered So I pop the demon like a fat pimple on my head Nuff said, demons on the ground all around Maybe next time they'll think before messin wit the brown Crazy hispanic, skitzophranic type of fellow I eat MCs like jello, hello Lay your head apon the pillow, cause your raps need a nap Oh snaps, crackle pop, this some real hip hop Not some drip drop, water down type of junk punk But the type of stuff that makes demons weary They fear me, like a mouse does a cat Cause I'ma maniac Nuts, out of control The devil tryin to steal my soul But he wont suceed, I'll make him plead and bleed Mercy, mercy to this crazy hispanic And then I'll do it all over again
[Chorus]
[T-Bone] Well its that lunatic latin comin straight from the mission District I get ballistic let me kick this Rhyme, like a sucka ballin to the devil catta No dijo nada, con de una pallada Im the brother wit the bald head like Mr. Clean Settin demons on fire, tryin to put em out wit gasoline But for some reason gasoline aint helpin Demons keep meltin, like a ice cream sundae Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Everyday I praise the Lord, and hang demons wit my mic cord Then I hit em wit my bat while the one the floor Hold a sec I think I hear somebody knocin at my door Knock Knock who's there, Jesus, Jesus who The one who loves, and can change you, rearrange you From the top of your head to the tip of your toes To afros, bald heads, dread and all the stuff Rough and rugged by my style Like a juvenile gettin buckwild in the streets I teach over beats Cause thats a secret to reach ya and teach ya So that the devil wont defeat ya Wack MC get cut like trees, wit ease Geez, I eat em like Chinnesse Wak Tak Tu Ya, whats your technique My technique is unique Lead by the Holy Ghost I got the type of skills that burn demons like toast So pass the M I C and let me flow like the Atlantic The Terminator couldnt stop me, cause I'ma crazy hispanic
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Post by neilsucks on Jan 28, 2005 16:26:43 GMT -5
neil??!??!?!?!? if anything, creator's creation? Please! dude i haven't been able to get to my mom's computer in quite a while, but if my soulseek is signed in you should be able to get them from my user: neilsucks.
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Post by Sushi Destroyer on Jan 28, 2005 19:40:58 GMT -5
You're not signed in, but when you do, you will know the meaning of rape.
Did I say rape, because I meant P2P Downloading.
thanks darling.
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Post by neilsucks on Jan 29, 2005 14:57:59 GMT -5
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