ArsheyHaq wrote:This was inspired by some of the writers on the board. I was totally channeling SajN's 'A Terrorist Attack' and EyeQ200's 'Flight 103' while doing this. Wish I could've collabed with at least one of them for this, but neither one of us contacted one another, so I just did my own.
My Muslim brothers and sisters...
LOOK AT WHAT YOU'VE DONE!! You own a pair of eyes/
how do you expect to enter paradise when you do nothin' but terrorize?/
Care to try and explain yourselves? Spare your lies!/
Wanna be good Muslims? Cherish life/
you parasites are the reasons I'm stereotyped-/
as bein' a terrorist, cuz of me and my heritage/
too afraid to say our greetings in Arabic/ (Assalamu alaikum)
cuz I may be seen as a heretic/
to the point where I'm in need of a therapist/
or else I might beat up Americans!/
cuz now we're cheated out of our freedoms and treated unfairly/ (Is this what you wanted?)
I DON'T GOT SHIT TO DO WITH THIS!!/
these accusations stick like glue and it's sick and ludicrous!/
Fuck it, you wanna stick to rudiments?/
Skip the Q and A's! On a trip to U.S.A. I'mma get gratuitous/
hit the stewardess; kick her uterus, strip her, and fit into her dress/
come out, yellin' "hip, hip hooray" as I wave a pistol, holding up sixty tourists/
and have the plane help me with assisted suicide!/
lol Idk..
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Dasz a good no great one!!
Ye know.
That's what we do.
We talk bullshit, but not fullshit! funny shit, honey shit,
cunt shit n fuck shit, rock shit n rap shit, attack shit
too adapt with, this rap shit! we use drumkits n guitar riffs,
then smoke splith! ...
meet nice chicks, horney chicks, sickest bitch, lick the clits.
admit to hits, dream that ye turn fake hits into great hits
Dream that the daemon gave you the seamon to make the girls steamin
Cause even if they ave fake tits it could be great sex cause it's still skin
what mood you're in, my friend, you're tanned, seems you've been buildin
out in the soothin sun, I'll never try to run, I'll run till the mornin comes,
forget I never said never for dawn spawns air in ye loungs,
For the biggest of Kongs, while de sickest in toungs
Doin this shizzle for fun. Not to fiddle with pun
Amongst The strangest of tongues it was all from
Evil Shady slim that's believable Caged D.within
a concealable meal maybe... but assurable daily,
Cure all BABY adore us amidst a crazy Forrest
G or Gump, Man HoRUs Thee has got some big humps!
As long as you sum favor for what you gave her, ye dumb neighbour,
whose not able to cook, so you took care of it
weird shit aint it, wicked an crook,but if ye look
how long it took before you took off, look at it from the bright side
Cause that's the right side, do not look in the fright light,
that's the wrong side of life, tonight I'll delight, tonite I decide
if I ride gainst the twilight knight who drives gainst the tide,
there he rises, looks so finesse and bliged, as a real knighzer,
but I'll slay her tonight, even if it takes me years or my life,
they all gave me tears fore I died, but it was all right
everyone was frightened, I was enlightened,
my mind just exploded n drove on the highway!
Chorus:
Seek the soul to survive!
Bleed ta know yer alive!
Freekin roll down da hillside!
Yer teasin Wow! me? why?!
V: Because We can freakin roll down da hillside!
Aight?
Know, we know . so what what!? I'm so fucked up.
I would miss you if I had my gun in ye mouth.
I could kiss you but My head is of the sun in de south.
Die! should diss you when I'm fed up with too proud.
Yer going down loud, So pray, pray for De Game Lord.
who is insane distorted, the fastlane beforted.
Off course chosen a sort of courted for de main cord of time,
fool! frozen burned icy lyrics upon heat fire blackened skies of mine.
If ye drop a nuclear on (W)Ireland does the flood reach AMerica,
DOnthinkso!! Well meebi iv ids a riel bic wan. tea(!)daa!
sick of it, flickerin thoughts, thickenin' rods for fish n in the big pond,
D's thumb n elbows writherin sob* big toe knee with
stoned free dough be mainly low. tea? no!please!
whether ye Like it or not, wheter yer Psychic or not
ye get killed for the plot, still ill with the skills
we caught two fishes for the bills wazdu deal?
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Chorus:
Seek the soul to survive
Bleed to know you're alive
Freakin roll down the hillside!
Why?
V: Cause we can Freakin roll down the hillside!
V & D:
Seekin the soul to survive
Bleedin to know I'm alive
Freak n roll down da hillside!
Why?
Because we can Freak n roll down da hillside!
Aight?
So
Seek the soul to survive. Now the goal is to dive
Bleed ta know you're alive. See so behave, and 'I'
am too high to get over you, taste the noise read the bread,
make some toys, flees ahead, baby echo!! and Go!
Feel this dope flow, D hit the floor till it blows
Feelin so... cold. these stories 're untold
So I will do this hold the frozen Golden dogl.
Movin molden logs of gold, Groovy sick D's to unfold
now just let it loose, cause if ye just lose it, listen to music
While ye havent pressed play yet, where's this comin from
Have I done my prayers yet? Have I met the mayor yet?
keep it hummin long n high, cause I'm a stayer yes Fly
Chorus:
Seek the soul to survive
Bleed to know you're alive
Freakin roll down the hillside!
You're teasin me? Why?
V: Cause we freakin roll down the hillside!
V & D: Seekin the soul to survive
Bleedin to know I'm alive
Freak n roll down da hillside!
Why?
Because we can Freak n roll down da hillside!
Aight?
Cya later spacers an alligator-haters inda elevator
This was Me, Freak MC da D.
With Sing a song writer Oo.
And Taxi driver Emmed or V
Emmed & V: You talkin to me?
You'll hear from V & D, you'll see!