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"We're going in full throttle All that global freeze you were on about a few days ago \m/ What you guys shhhmokin over in waaaherford? " Where's your memory? We were on about global warming and ice ages, and Black Metal bands popping up everywhere, hence the Darkthrone lyrics. Anyhow, back to it. We still on 1994 buzz? Basically... Can't fuck with me I came to bring the pain hardcore from the brain Let's go inside my astral plane Find out my mental, based on instrumental Records, hey, so I can write monumental Methods, I'm not the King But niggas is decaf, I stick 'em for the CREAM Check it, just how deep can shit get Deep as the abyss and brothers is mad fish accept it In your Cross Colour clothes, you've crossed over Then got Totally Krossed Out and Kris Krossed Who da boss? Niggas get tossed to the side And I'm the dark side of the Force Of course it's the Method, Man from the Wu-Tang Clan I be hectic, and comin' for the head piece, protect it Fuck it, two tears in a bucket, niggas want the ruckus Bustin' at me, bruh, now bust it Styles, I gets buckwild Method Man on some shit, pullin' niggas files I'm sick, insane, crazy, driving Miss Daisy (yeah) Out her fucking mind, now I got mine, I'm Swayze (yeah) Is it real, son, is it really real, son? (yeah) Let me know it's real, son, if it's really real (what, yeah) Something I could feel, son, load it up and kill one (what, uhh) Want it raw deal, son, if it's really real—yeah—, uh When I was a likle stereo (Stereo) I listen to some Cham-pi-on (Champion) I always wonda (wondered) When I will be di numba one (Ticaaal! hahaha) And now yuh listen to di Gorgon (Gorgon) And a Gorgon sound a Rein An' any jump and come tes' mi (test me) Mi a-go lick out dem brain (it’s like that) Brothers want to hang with the Meth, bring the rope The only way you'll hang is by the neck, Nigga Bolt Off the set, comin' to your projects Take it as a threat, better yet it's a promise Comin' from a vet on some old Vietnam shit Nigga, you can bet your bottom dollar, hey, I bomb shit And it's gonna get, even worse, word to God It's the Wu, comin' through stickin' niggas for they garments Movin' on your left, southpaw, Mr. Meth Came to represent and carve my name in your chest You can come test, realize you're no contest Son, I'm the gun that won that old Wild West Quick on the draw with my hands on the four- Nine-three-eleven with the rugged rhymes galore Check it, 'cause I think not when this hip-hops like proper Rhymes be the proof while I'm drinkin' 90 proof Huh, vodka, no OJ, no straw When you give it to me, ayy, give it to me raw I've learned when you drink Absolut straight it burns Enough to give my chest hairs a perm I don't need no chemical blow to pull a ho All I need is Chemical Bank to pay da mo' What, basically that, Meth-Tical, '94 style [crash] Word up, we be hazardous Northern spicy brown mustard hoes We have to stick you (horn) Is it real, son, is it really real, son? (motherfucker) Let me know it's real, son, if it's really real Something I could feel, son, load it up and kill one Want it raw deal, son, if it's really real I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' cut your kneecaps off And make you kneel at some staircase, piss I'll fuckin' cut your eyelids off And feed you nuthin' but sleepin' pills Get yours, motherfucker So—So fuck the ho, fuck the ho Look at this nigga, this motherfucker, shit | |||
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"We're going in full throttle All that global freeze you were on about a few days ago \m/ What you guys shhhmokin over in waaaherford? Where's your memory? We were on about global warming and ice ages, and Black Metal bands popping up everywhere, hence the Darkthrone lyrics. Anyhow, back to it. We still on 1994 buzz? Basically... Can't fuck with me I came to bring the pain hardcore from the brain Let's go inside my astral plane Find out my mental, based on instrumental Records, hey, so I can write monumental Methods, I'm not the King But niggas is decaf, I stick 'em for the CREAM Check it, just how deep can shit get Deep as the abyss and brothers is mad fish accept it In your Cross Colour clothes, you've crossed over Then got Totally Krossed Out and Kris Krossed Who da boss? Niggas get tossed to the side And I'm the dark side of the Force Of course it's the Method, Man from the Wu-Tang Clan I be hectic, and comin' for the head piece, protect it Fuck it, two tears in a bucket, niggas want the ruckus Bustin' at me, bruh, now bust it Styles, I gets buckwild Method Man on some shit, pullin' niggas files I'm sick, insane, crazy, driving Miss Daisy (yeah) Out her fucking mind, now I got mine, I'm Swayze (yeah) Is it real, son, is it really real, son? (yeah) Let me know it's real, son, if it's really real (what, yeah) Something I could feel, son, load it up and kill one (what, uhh) Want it raw deal, son, if it's really real—yeah—, uh When I was a likle stereo (Stereo) I listen to some Cham-pi-on (Champion) I always wonda (wondered) When I will be di numba one (Ticaaal! hahaha) And now yuh listen to di Gorgon (Gorgon) And a Gorgon sound a Rein An' any jump and come tes' mi (test me) Mi a-go lick out dem brain (it’s like that) Brothers want to hang with the Meth, bring the rope The only way you'll hang is by the neck, Nigga Bolt Off the set, comin' to your projects Take it as a threat, better yet it's a promise Comin' from a vet on some old Vietnam shit Nigga, you can bet your bottom dollar, hey, I bomb shit And it's gonna get, even worse, word to God It's the Wu, comin' through stickin' niggas for they garments Movin' on your left, southpaw, Mr. Meth Came to represent and carve my name in your chest You can come test, realize you're no contest Son, I'm the gun that won that old Wild West Quick on the draw with my hands on the four- Nine-three-eleven with the rugged rhymes galore Check it, 'cause I think not when this hip-hops like proper Rhymes be the proof while I'm drinkin' 90 proof Huh, vodka, no OJ, no straw When you give it to me, ayy, give it to me raw I've learned when you drink Absolut straight it burns Enough to give my chest hairs a perm I don't need no chemical blow to pull a ho All I need is Chemical Bank to pay da mo' What, basically that, Meth-Tical, '94 style [crash] Word up, we be hazardous Northern spicy brown mustard hoes We have to stick you (horn) Is it real, son, is it really real, son? (motherfucker) Let me know it's real, son, if it's really real Something I could feel, son, load it up and kill one Want it raw deal, son, if it's really real I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' cut your kneecaps off And make you kneel at some staircase, piss I'll fuckin' cut your eyelids off And feed you nuthin' but sleepin' pills Get yours, motherfucker So—So fuck the ho, fuck the ho Look at this nigga, this motherfucker, shit" Did you see Of Mics and Men on Sky docs? | |||
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"We're going in full throttle All that global freeze you were on about a few days ago \m/ What you guys shhhmokin over in waaaherford? Where's your memory? We were on about global warming and ice ages, and Black Metal bands popping up everywhere, hence the Darkthrone lyrics. Anyhow, back to it. We still on 1994 buzz? Basically... Can't fuck with me I came to bring the pain hardcore from the brain Let's go inside my astral plane Find out my mental, based on instrumental Records, hey, so I can write monumental Methods, I'm not the King But niggas is decaf, I stick 'em for the CREAM Check it, just how deep can shit get Deep as the abyss and brothers is mad fish accept it In your Cross Colour clothes, you've crossed over Then got Totally Krossed Out and Kris Krossed Who da boss? Niggas get tossed to the side And I'm the dark side of the Force Of course it's the Method, Man from the Wu-Tang Clan I be hectic, and comin' for the head piece, protect it Fuck it, two tears in a bucket, niggas want the ruckus Bustin' at me, bruh, now bust it Styles, I gets buckwild Method Man on some shit, pullin' niggas files I'm sick, insane, crazy, driving Miss Daisy (yeah) Out her fucking mind, now I got mine, I'm Swayze (yeah) Is it real, son, is it really real, son? (yeah) Let me know it's real, son, if it's really real (what, yeah) Something I could feel, son, load it up and kill one (what, uhh) Want it raw deal, son, if it's really real—yeah—, uh When I was a likle stereo (Stereo) I listen to some Cham-pi-on (Champion) I always wonda (wondered) When I will be di numba one (Ticaaal! hahaha) And now yuh listen to di Gorgon (Gorgon) And a Gorgon sound a Rein An' any jump and come tes' mi (test me) Mi a-go lick out dem brain (it’s like that) Brothers want to hang with the Meth, bring the rope The only way you'll hang is by the neck, Nigga Bolt Off the set, comin' to your projects Take it as a threat, better yet it's a promise Comin' from a vet on some old Vietnam shit Nigga, you can bet your bottom dollar, hey, I bomb shit And it's gonna get, even worse, word to God It's the Wu, comin' through stickin' niggas for they garments Movin' on your left, southpaw, Mr. Meth Came to represent and carve my name in your chest You can come test, realize you're no contest Son, I'm the gun that won that old Wild West Quick on the draw with my hands on the four- Nine-three-eleven with the rugged rhymes galore Check it, 'cause I think not when this hip-hops like proper Rhymes be the proof while I'm drinkin' 90 proof Huh, vodka, no OJ, no straw When you give it to me, ayy, give it to me raw I've learned when you drink Absolut straight it burns Enough to give my chest hairs a perm I don't need no chemical blow to pull a ho All I need is Chemical Bank to pay da mo' What, basically that, Meth-Tical, '94 style [crash] Word up, we be hazardous Northern spicy brown mustard hoes We have to stick you (horn) Is it real, son, is it really real, son? (motherfucker) Let me know it's real, son, if it's really real Something I could feel, son, load it up and kill one Want it raw deal, son, if it's really real I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' cut your kneecaps off And make you kneel at some staircase, piss I'll fuckin' cut your eyelids off And feed you nuthin' but sleepin' pills Get yours, motherfucker So—So fuck the ho, fuck the ho Look at this nigga, this motherfucker, shit Did you see Of Mics and Men on Sky docs? " Nah haven't got 'round to it yet. Is this just a Jilted Generation thread? Don't want to be steppin' on toes here | |||
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"We're going in full throttle All that global freeze you were on about a few days ago \m/ What you guys shhhmokin over in waaaherford? Where's your memory? We were on about global warming and ice ages, and Black Metal bands popping up everywhere, hence the Darkthrone lyrics. Anyhow, back to it. We still on 1994 buzz? Basically... Can't fuck with me I came to bring the pain hardcore from the brain Let's go inside my astral plane Find out my mental, based on instrumental Records, hey, so I can write monumental Methods, I'm not the King But niggas is decaf, I stick 'em for the CREAM Check it, just how deep can shit get Deep as the abyss and brothers is mad fish accept it In your Cross Colour clothes, you've crossed over Then got Totally Krossed Out and Kris Krossed Who da boss? Niggas get tossed to the side And I'm the dark side of the Force Of course it's the Method, Man from the Wu-Tang Clan I be hectic, and comin' for the head piece, protect it Fuck it, two tears in a bucket, niggas want the ruckus Bustin' at me, bruh, now bust it Styles, I gets buckwild Method Man on some shit, pullin' niggas files I'm sick, insane, crazy, driving Miss Daisy (yeah) Out her fucking mind, now I got mine, I'm Swayze (yeah) Is it real, son, is it really real, son? (yeah) Let me know it's real, son, if it's really real (what, yeah) Something I could feel, son, load it up and kill one (what, uhh) Want it raw deal, son, if it's really real—yeah—, uh When I was a likle stereo (Stereo) I listen to some Cham-pi-on (Champion) I always wonda (wondered) When I will be di numba one (Ticaaal! hahaha) And now yuh listen to di Gorgon (Gorgon) And a Gorgon sound a Rein An' any jump and come tes' mi (test me) Mi a-go lick out dem brain (it’s like that) Brothers want to hang with the Meth, bring the rope The only way you'll hang is by the neck, Nigga Bolt Off the set, comin' to your projects Take it as a threat, better yet it's a promise Comin' from a vet on some old Vietnam shit Nigga, you can bet your bottom dollar, hey, I bomb shit And it's gonna get, even worse, word to God It's the Wu, comin' through stickin' niggas for they garments Movin' on your left, southpaw, Mr. Meth Came to represent and carve my name in your chest You can come test, realize you're no contest Son, I'm the gun that won that old Wild West Quick on the draw with my hands on the four- Nine-three-eleven with the rugged rhymes galore Check it, 'cause I think not when this hip-hops like proper Rhymes be the proof while I'm drinkin' 90 proof Huh, vodka, no OJ, no straw When you give it to me, ayy, give it to me raw I've learned when you drink Absolut straight it burns Enough to give my chest hairs a perm I don't need no chemical blow to pull a ho All I need is Chemical Bank to pay da mo' What, basically that, Meth-Tical, '94 style [crash] Word up, we be hazardous Northern spicy brown mustard hoes We have to stick you (horn) Is it real, son, is it really real, son? (motherfucker) Let me know it's real, son, if it's really real Something I could feel, son, load it up and kill one Want it raw deal, son, if it's really real I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' cut your kneecaps off And make you kneel at some staircase, piss I'll fuckin' cut your eyelids off And feed you nuthin' but sleepin' pills Get yours, motherfucker So—So fuck the ho, fuck the ho Look at this nigga, this motherfucker, shit Did you see Of Mics and Men on Sky docs? Nah haven't got 'round to it yet. Is this just a Jilted Generation thread? Don't want to be steppin' on toes here" For fuck sake man your as bad as Boggo! Kaizer is posting the goddam album | |||
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"We're going in full throttle All that global freeze you were on about a few days ago \m/ What you guys shhhmokin over in waaaherford? Where's your memory? We were on about global warming and ice ages, and Black Metal bands popping up everywhere, hence the Darkthrone lyrics. Anyhow, back to it. We still on 1994 buzz? Basically... Can't fuck with me I came to bring the pain hardcore from the brain Let's go inside my astral plane Find out my mental, based on instrumental Records, hey, so I can write monumental Methods, I'm not the King But niggas is decaf, I stick 'em for the CREAM Check it, just how deep can shit get Deep as the abyss and brothers is mad fish accept it In your Cross Colour clothes, you've crossed over Then got Totally Krossed Out and Kris Krossed Who da boss? Niggas get tossed to the side And I'm the dark side of the Force Of course it's the Method, Man from the Wu-Tang Clan I be hectic, and comin' for the head piece, protect it Fuck it, two tears in a bucket, niggas want the ruckus Bustin' at me, bruh, now bust it Styles, I gets buckwild Method Man on some shit, pullin' niggas files I'm sick, insane, crazy, driving Miss Daisy (yeah) Out her fucking mind, now I got mine, I'm Swayze (yeah) Is it real, son, is it really real, son? (yeah) Let me know it's real, son, if it's really real (what, yeah) Something I could feel, son, load it up and kill one (what, uhh) Want it raw deal, son, if it's really real—yeah—, uh When I was a likle stereo (Stereo) I listen to some Cham-pi-on (Champion) I always wonda (wondered) When I will be di numba one (Ticaaal! hahaha) And now yuh listen to di Gorgon (Gorgon) And a Gorgon sound a Rein An' any jump and come tes' mi (test me) Mi a-go lick out dem brain (it’s like that) Brothers want to hang with the Meth, bring the rope The only way you'll hang is by the neck, Nigga Bolt Off the set, comin' to your projects Take it as a threat, better yet it's a promise Comin' from a vet on some old Vietnam shit Nigga, you can bet your bottom dollar, hey, I bomb shit And it's gonna get, even worse, word to God It's the Wu, comin' through stickin' niggas for they garments Movin' on your left, southpaw, Mr. Meth Came to represent and carve my name in your chest You can come test, realize you're no contest Son, I'm the gun that won that old Wild West Quick on the draw with my hands on the four- Nine-three-eleven with the rugged rhymes galore Check it, 'cause I think not when this hip-hops like proper Rhymes be the proof while I'm drinkin' 90 proof Huh, vodka, no OJ, no straw When you give it to me, ayy, give it to me raw I've learned when you drink Absolut straight it burns Enough to give my chest hairs a perm I don't need no chemical blow to pull a ho All I need is Chemical Bank to pay da mo' What, basically that, Meth-Tical, '94 style [crash] Word up, we be hazardous Northern spicy brown mustard hoes We have to stick you (horn) Is it real, son, is it really real, son? (motherfucker) Let me know it's real, son, if it's really real Something I could feel, son, load it up and kill one Want it raw deal, son, if it's really real I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' cut your kneecaps off And make you kneel at some staircase, piss I'll fuckin' cut your eyelids off And feed you nuthin' but sleepin' pills Get yours, motherfucker So—So fuck the ho, fuck the ho Look at this nigga, this motherfucker, shit Did you see Of Mics and Men on Sky docs? Nah haven't got 'round to it yet. Is this just a Jilted Generation thread? Don't want to be steppin' on toes here For fuck sake man your as bad as Boggo! Kaizer is posting the goddam album " I'll leave ya be so | |||
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""I am my own god, my own jury, my own executioner" Leave me demons did I want you? Why do you need me? I can see you have so many. I know I'm a magnet but why must I feel your evil? You give me pain. My thoughts of blood reign. And it's falling to someone... I'm clawing, crawling, slower, deeper. For this void in my head only you can fill. Your fingers reach so far into my soul. My blood is filled with blood you spilled. And it's falling to someone... Your web is my time. I can see the sign. It flows through heart. It sees through eyes. It fills my soul. It flows through heart. It sees through eyes. It fills my soul. And it's finally falling to someone... My spirit seeks these desperate moments. Dissolving the prescribed crucifix. It lurks and watches, slowly, waiting. To wash the sickness from my mind. Your web is my time. I can see the sign. It flows through heart. It sees through eyes. It fills my soul. It flows through heart. It sees through eyes. It fills my soul. " Souls at Zero rocks | |||
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