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You guys are going to have to go along with this....

Last posted Jul 23, 2011 at 08:55AM EDT. Added Jun 09, 2011 at 10:25AM EDT
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Sit down, son
And let me give you a music lesson
Ask Bach,
I got more cock than Smith and Wesson
Never say Never?
You’ll never be forgetting
I’ve crafted masterpieces
That will last throughout the ages
Your music gets you bit*** on your Facebook pages
I’m committing verbal murder in the major third degree
My name is Beethoven mother fu****
Maybe you’ve heard of me
Not the Saint Bernard Version
I’m the real O.G.
You wanna trade blows?
You can’t even hit puberty!

Derpy Hooves wrote:

Sit down, son
And let me give you a music lesson
Ask Bach,
I got more cock than Smith and Wesson
Never say Never?
You’ll never be forgetting
I’ve crafted masterpieces
That will last throughout the ages
Your music gets you bit*** on your Facebook pages
I’m committing verbal murder in the major third degree
My name is Beethoven mother fu****
Maybe you’ve heard of me
Not the Saint Bernard Version
I’m the real O.G.
You wanna trade blows?
You can’t even hit puberty!

Epic rab battles of history: Bieber vs behtoven (iknow spelled wrong stfu)

Why dont i stretch out laughs

F**K YO COUCH N****R
F**K YO COUCH

Here I sit with a cigarette burning All alone and you're not here All by myself and no one to talk to Thinking 'bout you girl is all I can do

Knowing that I pack your things up in lie I guess I'll beware of love with a bite Roll on, girl. Roll, roll to tomorrow Rollin' on, girl without feeling tonight

All alone, in the night Without you, holding me tight in the night Without me, all alone in the night Without you, holding me tight in the night

Pulling a point, is that all you think of Putting another prize on the wall Don't play around with my affections, woman Someone you know, not someone you call

All alone, in the night Without you, holding me tight in the night Without me, all alone in the night Without you, holding me tight in the night

Without you, staying alive Without you. staying alive

You threw me away
Just like all the others
It's been seven days
And not a single word

You threw me away
(After you it's all the same, all the same)
Just like all the others
(After you it's all the same, all the same)
It's been seven days
(After you it's all the same, all the same)
And not a single word
(After you it's all the same, all the same)

Make everything happen exactly like I know
Just like the ones before, just like the ones before
I hope you know what you are doing to yourself, to yourself
I hope you know what you are doing

After you it's all the same, all the same
After you it's all the same, all the same
After you it's all the same, all the same
After you it's all the same, all the same

I'll take comfort, you'll take security
I'll take comfort, you'll take security

You threw me away just like all the others
It's been seven days and not a single word
Who chooses to keep all these bohemian thoughts alive
It's just the same, the same as yesterday
Don't wake me up if you have nothing to say
Who chooses to keep all these bohemian thoughts alive

Make everything happen just exactly like I know
Just like the ones before, just like the ones before
I hope you know what you are doing to yourself, to yourself
I hope you know what you are doing
What are you but a yellow, purple zebra?
Contacts so I can see clearer
Write these words in stone I'm a magnet
I cause tension and retract it
Please ask me again cause I didn't hear it
Get settled in cause you can't be here yet
All partied out on stranger's favors
How you act like we're friends
But we're only neighbors
Excuse me, pardon the eruption
I walk up press all the buttons
I'll talk down, stress all the functions
I always gotta be starting something
So powder to the people
Cause the fight for rights is equal
Powder to the people
Cause the fight for rights is equal

After you it's all the same, all the same
After you it's all the same, all the same
After you it's all the same, all the same
After you it's all the same, all the same
After you it's all the same, all the same
After you it's all the same, all the same

You threw me away just like all the others
It's been seven days and not a single word
Who chooses to keep all these bohemian thoughts alive
It's just the same, the same as yesterday
Don't wake me up if you have nothing to say
Who chooses to keep all these bohemian thoughts alive

Content with who we are
Driving in our cars
Through thin lanes on long roads
So much to behold
Greatest country?
Where you been to form that opinion
See it, believe it
Celebrity leadership

Last edited Jun 11, 2011 at 09:10PM EDT

On a tiny little island in the ocean called Pacific
There's a mixed-up group of creatures who are really quite horrific
Stitched together with whatever that was found or could be grabbed
Re-invented in the bowels of a lab!

Spliced! They have all been spliced;
Half baked and diced
And regurgitated
By some crazy doctor (Spliced!)
Who went vamoose

And now you'll pay the price -- They have all
Bits of human, chunks of lab mouse
Swap the hind legs for an udder
Splice a parakeet with donkey feet
And season it with butter.

It's no ordinary island, do we have to say it twice,
It's no ordinary island 'cause they're spliced, spliced, spliced!

There was an old farmer
Who lived on a rock
He sat in the meadow
Just shaking his

Fist at some boys
Who were down by the crick
Their feet in the water
Their hands on their

Marbles and playthings
And at half past four
There came a young lady
She looked like a

Pretty young creature
She sat on the grass
She pulled up her dress
And she showed them her

Ruffles and laces
And white fluffy duck
She said she was learning
A new way to

Bring up her children
So they would not spit
While the boys in the barnyard
Were shoveling
Refuse and litter
From yesterday's hunt
While the girl in the meadow
Was rubbing her

Eyes at the fellow
Down by the dock
He looked like a man
With a sizable

Home in the country
With a big fence out front
And if he asked her politely
She'd show him her

Little pet dog
Who was subject to fits
And maybe she'd let him
Grab hold of her

Small tender hand
With a movement so quick
And then she'd bend over
And suck on his

Candy, so tasty
Made of butterscotch
And then he'd spread whipped cream
All over her

Cookies that she had
Left out on her shelf
If you think this is dirty
You can go fuck yourself!

Wafiyutu rirana wafirupu rurana seafidu!
Rafimanyuu rutini rafimanyaa rufana maniwafidu!
Yumana enatoruu rirana enarupu rurana paduwidu!
Baryuefi ritura baryurupu rufana winawinadu!

Finiya tuarafi manyurap etito owanruu turafiro (Wahoo!)
Waniru wanirappu ow-romuu tunaha erunima wafiwafidu!
Waryura irunio irubani muenatte waffiruu tunaina (Wahoo!)
Waniipu firudana tuareti morurufa wentu wai rupurudu!

If I were a carpenter,
I'd hammer on my piglet,
I'd collect the seven dollars,
And I'd buy a big prosthetic forehead,
And wear it on my real head.
Everybody wants prosthetic foreheads on their real heads!
Everybody wants prosthetic foreheads on their real heads!

I LIKE BIG BUTTS AND I CANNOT LIE
You other brothers can't deny
That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung, wanna pull out your tough
'Cause you notice that butt was stuffed
Deep in the jeans she's wearing
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring
Oh baby, I wanna get with you
And take your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me
But that butt you got makes me so horny
Ooh, Rump-o'-smooth-skin
You say you wanna get in my Benz?
Well, use me, use me
'Cause you ain't that average groupie
I've seen them dancin'
To hell with romancin'
She's sweat, wet,
Got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette
I'm tired of magazines
Sayin' flat butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back
So, fellas! (Yeah!) Fellas! (Yeah!)
Has your girlfriend got the butt? (Hell yeah!)
Tell 'em to shake it! (Shake it!) Shake it! (Shake it!)
Shake that healthy butt!
Baby got back!

They see me rollin'
They hatin'
Patrollin'
they tryin' to catch me ridin. dirty.
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
My music so loud;
I'm swangin'.
They hopin'
That they gon' catch me ridin' dirty.
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

I’m big Ben Franklin, and this shant be pretty
Let me instruct you how we battle in the city of Philly
You couldn’t sell Rick James a bag of crack, you’re out of practice
My victory’s more certain than death or taxes
Fact is:
You’re a hack
Wack QVC joke
You peddle soap
That cleans bird sh&t from my windows
I’ll craft a lyrical coffin and then spit the nails in
Call me Arthur Miller son cause it’s death of a salesman!

Hi Billy Mays here with a speacial TV offer.
Watch me crush this bald fat foppish founding father
I’ll take my awesome auger and sow your quaker oats
I’ll shoot your rhymes down like a regiment of red coats
I’m the lord of the pitch and leader in home sales
You’re just a lumpy pumpkin who invented the mail
Benny’s got kite’n key but you’re in for a shock
When I strike you with bolts from my lightening rod c%ck!

Stop!
I protest these intolerable raps
It takes just one easy payment for me to whoop your @ss!
Cause I’m mint, I’m money!
I’m an educated gentleman so join or die Bill.
Cause it’s all about the Benjamin

But wait! There’s more! Billy Mays dies
(RIP BILLY MAYS – 1958 – 2009 “Lord of the Pitch”)
Is there anyone out there who can finish the battle? anyone, anyone?

Shamwow guy appears
I can
You following me camera guy?
Cause it’s about to get furious
You’re gonna love my nuts until you’re bi-focal-curious
Your boy George chopped down trees
You couldn’t break a piece of balsa
Slap chop your face
Make a double chin salsa
Your style is so broke
They call you Poor Richard
It’s bad enough I gotta see you every-time I tip a stripper
Vince against a founding father is just too bad
Cause after this America is gonna lose a Dad

Last edited Jun 25, 2011 at 11:13PM EDT

5,000 feet below
As black smoke engulfs the sky
The ocean floor explodes
Eleven mothers cry.

My bones are resigning
A burning Lullaby
You can't take that from me
Just go ahead and try!

Hey anti-Christ-ah!
Beelzeboss!
We know your weakness!
Our rockin' sauce!
We are the caspah!
We'll blow your mind!
We will defeat you,
for all mankind!
You hold the scepter!
We hold the key!
You are the Devil!
We are the D!

When they come for me I'll be sitting in my desk
With a gun in my hand
Wearing a bulletproof vest
Saying my my my how the time does fly
When you know you're gonna die by the end of the night.

chiiinng cliiick dee dee dee dee…….nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan .nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan .nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan .nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan .nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan .nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan

Super Mario-oh RPG
This is a game just for you and me.
When you find yourself in a miserable haze.
It's all because of the Forest Maze.
Exiting the forest is super simple:
All you do is follow these path turns
(Exiting the forest is super simple)
For the rest of your gaming life…
(Listen to me or you'll regret it someday~)
Follow Geno's route here…
Follow Geno's route here…
Follow Geno's route here…
Follow Geno.

Dracula, I will attack you brah, you'll be spectaculah, when I set you on fire
Drac appears every hundred years, but he'll cry bloody tears and wish he never was a vampire
I'll race all over the place when I find his face I'm gonna slippa-slappa-smick-a-smacka

I heard a fly buzz when I died
The stillness round my form
Was like the stillness in the air
Between the heaves of storm.

The eyes beside had wrung them dry,
And breaths were gathering sure
For that last onset, when the king
Be witnessed in his power.

I willed my keepsakes, signed away
What portion of me I
Could make assignable,-and then
There interposed a fly,

With blue, uncertain, stumbling buzz,
Between the light and me;
And then the windows failed, and then
I could not see to see.

Skeletor-sm

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