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Post a damn, F*CKING good lyric. I pulled up behind a cadillac;
We were waiting for the light; And I took a look at his license plate- It said, "just ice". Is justice just ice? Governed by greed and lust? Just the strong doing what they can And the weak suffering what they must? And the gas leaks And the oil spills And sex sells everything And sex kills... Sex kills... Doctors' pills give you brand new ills And the bills bury you like an avalanche And lawyers havent been this popular Since robespierre slaughtered half of france And indian chiefs with their old beliefs know The balance is undone -crazy ions - You can feel it out in traffic; Everyone hates everyone And the gas leaks And the oil spills And sex sells everything And sex kills... Sex kills... All these jackoffs at the office The rapist in the pool Oh and the tragedies in the nurseries- Little kids packin guns to school The ulcerated ozone These tumors of the skin- This hostile sun beating down on This massive mess were in And the gas leaks And the oil spills And sex sells everything And sex kills ... Sex kills ... Sex kills ... Sex kills ... Sex kills ... | |
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Why are your thread titles so angry, Ace?  [Edited 12/12/06 23:06pm]  " | |
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FruitToAttractBears said: Why are your thread titles so angry, Ace?
[Edited 12/12/06 23:06pm]  They're not. I just swear like a sailor. | |
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probably my favorite song in the world right now:
I got my head but my head is unraveling cant keep control can't keep track of where it's traveling I got my heart but my heart's no good you're the only one that's understood I come along but I don't know where you're taking me I shouldn't go but you're wrenching dragging shaking me turn off the sun pull the stars from the sky the more I give to you the more I die and I want you you are the perfect drug the perfect drug the perfect drug the perfect drug you make me hard when i'm all soft inside I see the truth when i'm all stupid-eyed the arrow goes straight through my heart without you everything just falls apart my blood just wants to say hello to you my fear is warm to get inside of you my soul is so afraid to realize how every little bit is left of me take me with you without you everything just falls apart it's not as much fun to pick up the pieces | |
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This is some classic hip hop shit right here! Microphone Fiend by Rakim!
I was a fiend before I became a teen I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated cause I grabbed the mic and try to say, yes yall! They tried to take it, and say that Im too small Cool, cause I dont get upset I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then I jet Back to the lab ...without a mic to grab So then I add all the rhymes I had One after the other one, then I make another one To dis the opposite then ask if the brothers done I get a craving like I fiend for nicotine But I dont need a cigarette, know what I mean? Im raging, ripping up the stage and Dont it sound amazing cause every rhyme is made and Thought of, cuz its sort of...an addiction, Magnatized by the mixing Vocals, vocabulary, your verses, youre stuck in The mic is a drano, volcanoes erupting, Rhymes overflowing, gradually growing Everything is written in the cold, so it can coin- Cide, my thoughts to guide, 48 tracks to slide The invincible, microphone fiend rakim Spread the word, cause Im in E-f-f-e-c-t A smooth operator operating correctly, But back to the problem, I gotta habit, You cant solve it, silly rabbit The prescription is a hypertone thats thorough when I fiend for a microphone like herion Soon as the bass kicks, I need a fix Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix And Ill put you in a mood or is it a state of Unawareness? beware, its the reanamator! A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon An assasinator, if the people aint stepping You see a part of me that you never seen When Im fiending for a microphone, Im the microphone fiend... (verse 2 
After 12, Im worse that a gremlin Feed me hip-hop and I start trembling The thrill of suspense is intense, your horrified But this aint the cinemas of tales from the darkside, By any means neccesary, this is what has to be done Make way cause here I come.... My dj cuts material.... Grand imperial. Its a must that I bust any mic youre hand to me, Its inherited, its runs in the family I wrote the rhyme that broke the bulls back, If that dont slow em up, I carry a full pack. Now I dont want to have to let off, you should of kept off You didnt keep the stage warm, step off! Ladies and gentleman, youre about to see A pasttime hobby about to be Take it to the maximum, I cant relax see, im Hype as a hyperchrondriac cause the rap be one- Hell of a antidote, something you cant smoke More than dope, youre trying to move away but you cant, youre broke More than cracked up, you should have backed up For those who act up need to be more than smacked up Any entertainer, I got a torture chamber One on one and Im the remainder! So close your eyes and hold your breath, And Im a hitcha wit the blow of death Before you go, youll remember you seen The fiend of a microphone, Im the microphone fiend The microphone fiend... Carpenters bend wood, fletchers bend arrows, wise men fashion themselves.
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evenstar said: probably my favorite song in the world right now:
I got my head but my head is unraveling cant keep control can't keep track of where it's traveling I got my heart but my heart's no good you're the only one that's understood I come along but I don't know where you're taking me I shouldn't go but you're wrenching dragging shaking me turn off the sun pull the stars from the sky the more I give to you the more I die and I want you you are the perfect drug the perfect drug the perfect drug the perfect drug you make me hard when i'm all soft inside I see the truth when i'm all stupid-eyed the arrow goes straight through my heart without you everything just falls apart my blood just wants to say hello to you my fear is warm to get inside of you my soul is so afraid to realize how every little bit is left of me take me with you without you everything just falls apart it's not as much fun to pick up the pieces I prefer when he sings about banging chicks like animals. It's me, Ace! Out of replies for the first time in years! | |
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so relatable for me right now
When they call your name Will you walk right up? With a smile on your face? Or will you cower in fear In your favorite sweater With an old love letter? I wish you would I wish you would Come pick me up Take me out Fuck me up Steal my records Screw all my friends They're all full of shit With a smile on your face And then do it again I wish you would When you're walking downtown Do you wish I was there? Do you wish it was me? With the windows clear And the mannequins eyes Do they all look like mine? You know you could I wish you would Come pick me up Take me out Fuck me up Steal my records Screw all my friends Behind my back With a smile on your face And then do it again I wish you would I wish you'd make up my bed So I could make up my mind Try it for sleeping instead Maybe you'll rest sometime I wish I could (2x) I am a Rail Road, Track Abandoned
With the Sunset forgetting, i ever Happened http://www.myspace.com/stolenmorning | |
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IveRepliedLikeAnMFerToday said: evenstar said: probably my favorite song in the world right now:
I got my head but my head is unraveling cant keep control can't keep track of where it's traveling I got my heart but my heart's no good you're the only one that's understood I come along but I don't know where you're taking me I shouldn't go but you're wrenching dragging shaking me turn off the sun pull the stars from the sky the more I give to you the more I die and I want you you are the perfect drug the perfect drug the perfect drug the perfect drug you make me hard when i'm all soft inside I see the truth when i'm all stupid-eyed the arrow goes straight through my heart without you everything just falls apart my blood just wants to say hello to you my fear is warm to get inside of you my soul is so afraid to realize how every little bit is left of me take me with you without you everything just falls apart it's not as much fun to pick up the pieces I prefer when he sings about banging chicks like animals. Closer's awesome too  | |
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evenstar said: IveRepliedLikeAnMFerToday said: I prefer when he sings about banging chicks like animals. Closer's awesome too "Closer"?  I was talking about "I Will Always Love You". It's me, Ace! Out of replies for the first time in years! | |
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evenstar said: IveRepliedLikeAnMFerToday said: I prefer when he sings about banging chicks like animals. Closer's awesome too I like-a the video. http://www.youtube.com/wa...tnVAzW5szY " | |
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FruitToAttractBears said: ah, Trent back before he got all muscled and gross  | |
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FruitToAttractBears said:  You should be in bed, young lady! Do your parents know you talk to people on the computer?  It's me, Ace! Out of replies for the first time in years! | |
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evenstar said: FruitToAttractBears said: ah, Trent back before he got all muscled and gross " | |
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IveRepliedLikeAnMFerToday said: FruitToAttractBears said: You should be in bed, young lady! Do your parents know you talk to people on the computer? Are you patronizing me, sir? 
(btw...I know that emotie by heart.  )" | |
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FruitToAttractBears said: I don't have the patience to sit through that. Can somebody just tell me about the dirty parts?  It's me, Ace! Out of replies for the first time in years! | |
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IveRepliedLikeAnMFerToday said: FruitToAttractBears said: I don't have the patience to sit through that. Can somebody just tell me about the dirty parts? There's a roach rolling in sawdust. 
A monkey on a crucifix. 
A naked bald girl spinning boiled eggs on her fingertips. [Edited 12/12/06 23:40pm] " | |
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IveRepliedLikeAnMFerToday said: FruitToAttractBears said: I don't have the patience to sit through that. Can somebody just tell me about the dirty parts? 
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FruitToAttractBears said: IveRepliedLikeAnMFerToday said: You should be in bed, young lady! Do your parents know you talk to people on the computer? Are you patronizing me, sir?
(btw...I know that emotie by heart. )
No, as the Org's official gay cop, it is my duty to make sure the community's young people don't fall prey to dirty old men out there. Do you use that Hi-space, too? It's me, Ace! Out of replies for the first time in years! | |
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Today is gonna be the day
That they're gonna throw it back to you By now you should've somehow Realized what you gotta do I don't believe that anybody Feels the way I do about you now Backbeat the word was on the street That the fire in your heart is out I'm sure you've heard it all before But you never really had a doubt I don't believe that anybody feels The way I do about you now And all the roads we have to walk along are winding And all the lights that lead us there are blinding There are many things that I would Like to say to you I don't know how Because maybe You're gonna be the one who saves me ? And after all You're my wonderwall Today was gonna be the day? But they'll never throw it back to you By now you should've somehow Realized what you're not to do I don't believe that anybody Feels the way I do About you now And all the roads that lead to you were winding And all the lights that light the way are blinding There are many things that I would like to say to you I don't know how I said maybe You're gonna be the one who saves me ? And after all You're my wonderwall I said maybe You're gonna be the one who saves me ? And after an You're my wonderwall Said maybe You're gonna be the one that saves me You're gonna be the one that saves me You're gonna be the one that saves me I am a Rail Road, Track Abandoned
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evenstar said: IveRepliedLikeAnMFerToday said: I don't have the patience to sit through that. Can somebody just tell me about the dirty parts?
So, there's no double-penetration? It's me, Ace! Out of replies for the first time in years! | |
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IveRepliedLikeAnMFerToday said: evenstar said:
So, there's no double-penetration? none that made the final edit of it, anyway  | |
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evenstar said: IveRepliedLikeAnMFerToday said: So, there's no double-penetration? none that made the final edit of it, anyway They left your big scene on the cutting room floor?  It's me, Ace! Out of replies for the first time in years! | |
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IveRepliedLikeAnMFerToday said: FruitToAttractBears said: Are you patronizing me, sir?
(btw...I know that emotie by heart. )
No, as the Org's official gay cop, it is my duty to make sure the community's young people don't fall prey to dirty old men out there. Do you use that Hi-space, too? Um. Hell no. Tom'll never take me aliiiiive! " | |
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My father sits at night with no lights on His cigarette glows in the dark. The living room is still; I walk by, no remark. I tiptoe past the master bedroom where My mother reads her magazines. I hear her call sweet dreams, But I forgot how to dream. But you say it's time we moved in together And raised a family of our own, you and me - Well, that's the way I've always heard it should be: You want to marry me, we'll marry. My friends from college they're all married now; They have their houses and their lawns. They have their silent noons, Tearful nights, angry dawns. Their children hate them for the things they're not; They hate themselves for what they are- And yet they drink, they laugh, Close the wound, hide the scar. But you say it's time we moved in together And raised a family of our own, you and me - Well, that's the way I've always heard it should be: You want to marry me, we'll marry. You say we can keep our love alive Babe - all I know is what I see - The couples cling and claw And drown in love's debris. You say we'll soar like two birds through the clouds, But soon you'll cage me on your shelf - I'll never learn to be just me first By myself. Well O.K., it's time we moved in together And raised a family of our own, you and me - Well, that's the way I've always heard it should be, You want to marry me, we'll marry, We'll marry. | |
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FruitToAttractBears said: IveRepliedLikeAnMFerToday said:
No, as the Org's official gay cop, it is my duty to make sure the community's young people don't fall prey to dirty old men out there. Do you use that Hi-space, too? Um. Hell no. Tom'll never take me aliiiiive! Well, I don't know who this "Tom" person is, but if he's one of those perverts that were on Dateline, I hope he burns in hell!  It's me, Ace! Out of replies for the first time in years! | |
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CinisterCee said: My father sits at night with no lights on His cigarette glows in the dark. The living room is still; I walk by, no remark. I tiptoe past the master bedroom where My mother reads her magazines. I hear her call sweet dreams, But I forgot how to dream. But you say it's time we moved in together And raised a family of our own, you and me - Well, that's the way I've always heard it should be: You want to marry me, we'll marry. My friends from college they're all married now; They have their houses and their lawns. They have their silent noons, Tearful nights, angry dawns. Their children hate them for the things they're not; They hate themselves for what they are- And yet they drink, they laugh, Close the wound, hide the scar. But you say it's time we moved in together And raised a family of our own, you and me - Well, that's the way I've always heard it should be: You want to marry me, we'll marry. You say we can keep our love alive Babe - all I know is what I see - The couples cling and claw And drown in love's debris. You say we'll soar like two birds through the clouds, But soon you'll cage me on your shelf - I'll never learn to be just me first By myself. Well O.K., it's time we moved in together And raised a family of our own, you and me - Well, that's the way I've always heard it should be, You want to marry me, we'll marry, We'll marry. Oh my god. I love this song so much. I haven't listened to it in so long.
I'm so singing it right now. [Edited 12/12/06 23:50pm] " | |
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IveRepliedLikeAnMFerToday said: evenstar said: none that made the final edit of it, anyway They left your big scene on the cutting room floor?  bastards!
(ewwww, i was eight when that video came out  ) | |
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evenstar said: IveRepliedLikeAnMFerToday said: They left your big scene on the cutting room floor? bastards!
(ewwww, i was eight when that video came out )I remember my parents being saying, "What is that?! What are you watching?!?!" and me flipping the channel real quick and being like, "Nothing!"  " | |
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CinisterCee said:[quote] My father sits at night with no lights on His cigarette glows in the dark. The living room is still; I walk by, no remark. I tiptoe past the master bedroom where My mother reads her magazines. I hear her call sweet dreams Sounds like a Springsteen song from '77-'82. Who dat? It's me, Ace! Out of replies for the first time in years! | |
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IveRepliedLikeAnMFerToday said:[quote] CinisterCee said: My father sits at night with no lights on His cigarette glows in the dark. The living room is still; I walk by, no remark. I tiptoe past the master bedroom where My mother reads her magazines. I hear her call sweet dreams Sounds like a Springsteen song from '77-'82. Who dat? Carly. " | |
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