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| Author: | Stinkfinger The Crow [ Fri Sep 14, 2007 9:47 am ] |
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Inspired by the Movie Quotes thread. Let's kick it off. "I'm the king of Boggle There is none higher I gets eleven points off the word 'quagmire'" |
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| Author: | Bulldog Scott [ Fri Sep 14, 2007 9:55 am ] |
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Putting Shame in Your Game, Beastie Boys |
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| Author: | Bulldog Scott [ Fri Sep 14, 2007 10:01 am ] |
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It's ironic, I had the brew she had the chronic The Lakers beat the Supersonics I felt on the big fat fanny Pulled out the jammy, and killed the punanny |
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| Author: | Stinkfinger The Crow [ Fri Sep 14, 2007 10:02 am ] |
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Bulldog Scott wrote: It's ironic,
I had the brew she had the chronic The Lakers beat the Supersonics I felt on the big fat fanny Pulled out the jammy, and killed the punanny Damn right it was "A Good Day". |
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| Author: | Fixed Glee [ Fri Sep 14, 2007 10:07 am ] |
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Ice Cube--It Was a Good Day When I became of age my mama sat me down Said "Son, you've grown up, it's time you look around" So I began to notice some things I hadn't seen before That's what brought me here knockin' on your back door Oh, yeah A closet queen, the bus stop fiend, she wants to shake my hand I don't want to be there, she decides she can It's Apple Dan, he's just the man to pick fruit off your branches I can't sleep, and we can't keep his cattle off my ranches Oh, yeah |
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| Author: | Bagels [ Fri Sep 14, 2007 10:10 am ] |
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B-b-b-black by popular demand, I expand My hand to the mic and let my mouth kick the flim flam I get sex, I get wreck, I puff mad blunts I get vexed, I break necks, punch out gold fronts, chump You... |
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| Author: | Stinkfinger The Crow [ Fri Sep 14, 2007 10:11 am ] |
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Baku wrote: B-b-b-black by popular demand, I expand
My hand to the mic and let my mouth kick the flim flam I get sex, I get wreck, I puff mad blunts I get vexed, I break necks, punch out gold fronts, chump You... "Tonight's The Night" - Redman |
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| Author: | Soup Fan Anthony [ Fri Sep 14, 2007 10:39 pm ] |
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RING RING RING RING RING RING RING - BANANAPHONE DO DO BA DO BA DO |
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| Author: | FavreFan [ Fri Sep 14, 2007 11:09 pm ] |
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So now as I'm leavin' I'm weary as Hell The confusion I'm feelin' Ain't no tongue can tell The words fill my head And fall to the floor If God's on our side He'll stop the next war. |
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| Author: | doug - evergreen park [ Mon Sep 17, 2007 3:57 pm ] |
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he's like a jedi knight or a kung fu master... you think you're flowing live but it will never last. Blast! a sonic boom in the room as the bass moves, your butt to the funk and you know what's up, high. |
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| Author: | Evil J.A.C.K. [ Mon Sep 17, 2007 5:31 pm ] |
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My Dear Internet Friends, When I'm called off, I got a sawed off Squeeze the trigger, and bodies are hauled off You too, boy, if ya fuck with me The police are gonna hafta come and get me Off yo ass, that's how I'm goin out For the punk motherfuckers that's showin out Niggaz start to mumble, they wanna rumble Mix em and cook em in a pot like gumbo Goin off on a motherfucker like that with a gat that's pointed at yo ass So give it up smooth Ain't no tellin when I'm down for a jack move Here's a murder rap to keep yo dancin with a crime record like Charles Manson Sincerely, Evil J.A.C.K. PS, sometimes your must Express Yourself. |
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