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TA Rhyme Time! (pg. 9)
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| leechant |
| quote: | Originally posted by idoru
I request one plzkthx |
Idoru is a man that other men fear
Born and bred in the nation of Zaire
They shy away from his smoldering eyes
Like the fires of hell, without compromise
He's fifty feet tall and twice as wide
His penis is small, but he still has pride
In his giant ballsack, which women love
On their way to his testes they push and shove
So don't you taunt his tiny little penis
Lest you end like my retarded friend Enis
With a ninety nine pound testicle on your head
And Idoru looking down, saying "DAMN NIGGA, YOU'S DEAD!" |
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| idoru |
| quote: | Originally posted by leechant
Idoru is a man that other men fear
Born and bred in the nation of Zaire
They shy away from his smoldering eyes
Like the fires of hell, without compromise
He's fifty feet tall and twice as wide
His penis is small, but he still has pride
In his giant ballsack, which women love
On their way to his testes they push and shove
So don't you taunt his tiny little penis
Lest you end like my retarded friend Enis
With a ninety nine pound testicle on your head
And Idoru looking down, saying "DAMN NIGGA, YOU'S DEAD!" |
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| Fundamental |
| quote: | Originally posted by leechant
So don't you taunt his tiny little penis
Lest you end like my retarded friend Enis |
:stongue: Enis |
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| Dj O'Callaghan |
Nothing more hilarious then watching a load of little white upper middle class Wiggers.
What a load of wankers!
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| prolikewhoa |
| quote: | Originally posted by Dj O'Callaghan
Nothing more hilarious then watching a load of little white upper middle class Wiggers.
What a load of wankers!
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right because making up rhymes about our friends is SO the same thing as trying to be a black rapper.
oh logic you astound me! |
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| distant |
| quote: | Originally posted by Dj O'Callaghan
Nothing more hilarious then watching a load of little white upper middle class Wiggers.
What a load of wankers!
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Grime ftw. |
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| DJ Double Threat |
| quote: | Originally posted by wienerschnitzel
why do girls wear make-up and perfume?
because they are ugly and they stink.
oh that doesn't even rhyme. |
Dam, lol thats funny!!!!
Rich :) |
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| Echo of Silence |
| quote: | Originally posted by Vivid Boy
the core is no more its changin
neo's quit, and coup's quit
now we got this chriss bitch, talkin some same
spits one diss, and thinks shes takin vivid's corewhoreship?
that
see the most that ill release on this post
will be enough to boast and to score me some votes
no need to start wyllin or resort to violence
Chrissi thnks her was heard, but shes just an echoe of silence
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lol, cute!
:D
I yield to your greatness, pay homage, bow down
I admit I'm just silly, a laugh loving clown
I'm not talking , I'm just having fun
your corewhoreship is safe, you are number one!
As for the demise of your cee oh are eee
did you see Neo's back moddin, did that fill you with glee?
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| dj_bas |
This thread is gay.
Yay! |
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| medinaM5 |
| quote: | Originally posted by Vivid Boy
had this bad bitch from the cor, she was whoa!
Had me ed up in the head I mean whoa!
messaged her in pm and msn I mean whoa!
Shoulda seen them s posted of her , whoa!
Now the pics aint a problem, she got a body like whoa!
Ta's pulled out their cocks n rock it like whoa!
Floss a cum shot from two blod-clots like whoa!
****** wanna peep my blueprints, Im like whoa!
shes got more style and zest then the rest o yall like whoa!
panty pics with black boots like whoa!
new pic every other half an hour like whoa!
whoever her hubby is , is lucky like whoa! more or less
More or so, You'll never be in her horoscope
she lives the fast life, come through in the porshe slow like whoa!
thats My bitch - into tae bo, hydro
Nitro, tight ho, nice clothes like pro like whoa! |
*lyrics used from and verse based off of "black rob - like whoa" |
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| Marc Summers |
Jeremiah Johnson
made his way into the mountains.
he was bettin’ on forgettin’
all the trouble that he knew.
The way that you wander
is the way that you choose.
The day that you tarry
is the day that you lose.
Sunshine or thunder
a man will always wonder
where the fair wind blows,
where the fair wind blows.
The trail was wide and narrow.
The eagle or the sparrow
showed the path he was to follow
as he flew.
A mountain man’s a lonely man
and he leaves a life behind.
It ought to’ve been different
but you often times will find
the story doesn’t always
go the way you have in mind.
And Jeremiah’s story was that kind.
An Indian says you search in vain
for what you cannot find.
He says you’ve found a thousand ways
of runnin’ down your time.
An Indian didn’t scream it.
He said it in a song
and he’s ne’er been known to be wrong.
He’s ne’er been known to be wrong.
The way that you wander
is the way that you choose.
The day that you tarry
is the day that you lose.
Sunshine or thunder
a man will always wonder
where the fair wind blows,
where the fair wind blows.
And some folks say
he’s up there still.
Jeremiah Johnson
made his way into the mountains…
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