Tennesseelogman
not much of any use being said in the forum or in the chat. does this just mean we wait until players start dying.
come on - somebody give me something to go on.
Wanted ad and rap in cliché old-timey gangsta voice: somebody tell me
what to do heee-ah (here) / you see ...
I'm in love with cold metal and need to express /
got some lank-ass musk-les that I need to flex / am I pink,
am I purple, or maybe red? / am I looking at sunsets?
no, I'd rather be dead / you see, i kill it with rhymes
like sailors sucking limes / ain't no time like present
is that my grandma cooking pheasant? / uh uh uh ... yeah ... uh
somebody tell
what to do, please / I might be begging, but
you won't find me on my church-knees / I ain't gaming with Egan's fleas and
I don't eat soup cuz the color of peas / mamma told me put on my best outfit /
going to Chicago gonna call it quits / should i ever
Northside represent? / nah nah nah / should i really ever represent
should i over represent? / yeah nah /
somebody tell me
what to do, y'all / bosses calling want us to take the fall
now i'm swaying like amber waves / crossing ocean's of dead men's graves
crossing city after city block / rolling back history like I was a rock
it's not hard to get the bulge on you / a mountain's gonna purple like mountains do
they bringing me a buzzer and wooden canoe / canary she singing her pretty tune
and i'm just hooching over the goon
i'm peaching, i peeping, i am pasting, i'm creeping / i'm piecing, i'm pooping, i'm pumping, i'm cheating
i'm shiek and i'm shiv, i'm shy but no shyster / i'm losing my marbles, i'll take my sammie on rye, sir
i'm sleuth with my smeller, i'd snatch cindereller / i'm spiffy, i'm sneeze ... more sugar please, /
take the fall for my squeeze / i say hands off my squeeze
dropped more nuts than a wooden kimono / tell you what to do?, tell you i dunno
this rhymes gots to end at the letter Zotzed / made alphabet soup, yeah that tell you a lot
made a rainbow bridge on the way to my fridge / i'm fruity and ruthless and soon to be toothless
your ugly and skid with a face like a lid / gonna bop little stoolie, with the body then hid
[quote=Tennesseelogman]not much of any use being said in the forum or in the chat. does this just mean we wait until players start dying.
come on - somebody give me something to go on.[/quote]
[b]Wanted ad and rap in cliché old-timey gangsta voice: [/b]
somebody tell me [s]what to do[/s] heee-ah (here) / you see ...
I'm in love with cold metal and need to express /
got some lank-ass musk-les that I need to flex / am I pink,
am I purple, or maybe red? / am I looking at sunsets?
no, I'd rather be dead / you see, i kill it with rhymes
like sailors sucking limes / ain't no time like present
is that my grandma cooking pheasant? / uh uh uh ... yeah ... uh
somebody tell [s]what to do[/s], please / I might be begging, but
you won't find me on my church-knees / I ain't gaming with Egan's fleas and
I don't eat soup cuz the color of peas / mamma told me put on my best outfit /
going to Chicago gonna call it quits / should i ever
Northside represent? / nah nah nah / should i really ever represent
should i over represent? / yeah nah /
somebody tell me [s]what to do[/s], y'all / bosses calling want us to take the fall
now i'm swaying like amber waves / crossing ocean's of dead men's graves
crossing city after city block / rolling back history like I was a rock
it's not hard to get the bulge on you / a mountain's gonna purple like mountains do
they bringing me a buzzer and wooden canoe / canary she singing her pretty tune
and i'm just hooching over the goon
i'm peaching, i peeping, i am pasting, i'm creeping / i'm piecing, i'm pooping, i'm pumping, i'm cheating
i'm shiek and i'm shiv, i'm shy but no shyster / i'm losing my marbles, i'll take my sammie on rye, sir
i'm sleuth with my smeller, i'd snatch cindereller / i'm spiffy, i'm sneeze ... more sugar please, /
take the fall for my squeeze / i say hands off my squeeze
dropped more nuts than a wooden kimono / tell you what to do?, tell you i dunno
this rhymes gots to end at the letter Zotzed / made alphabet soup, yeah that tell you a lot
made a rainbow bridge on the way to my fridge / i'm fruity and ruthless and soon to be toothless
your ugly and skid with a face like a lid / gonna bop little stoolie, with the body then hid