yo godfather
Originally Posted by rocco aka your master
do you have anything else to say now? you like calling people inbreds and whatnot, well take a look at your ugly face and ask yourself how can two normal human beings make something as repulsive as you. here let me just tell you, they can't, you're an inbred. you can't talk smack, you're nothing, you had nothing to back up in your post so i had to spice it up and bring it. you're nothing, nothing, here let me type it again, NOTHING!
Lame thread....****ing ***** boy
you're lame.
Suck my ****
now you're gay.
Not too gay I ****ed your sister last night
throbncawk is here if any one wants to do some hover action
hahaha why don't you quit snorting thequeerfagg0t's used toilet paper and go grow some balls!
Yea!!!!!!!! Why don't you?
qft and 12th
Wow, I don't even know what to say. You got impatient, because while I was out having a life, I couldn't respond right away to your post. So you came and made a thread all for me.
[ Intro: ]
Shaolin shadowboxing, and the Wu-Tang sword style
If what you say is true, the Shaolin and the Wu-Tang
could be dangerous
Do you think your Wu-Tang sword can defeat me?
En garde, I'll let you try my Wu-Tang style
[ Chorus: RZA ]
Bring da mother****in ruckus
Bring da mother****in ruckus
Bring da mother, bring da mother****in ruckus
Bring da mother****in ruckus
[ Verse One: Ghostface Killah ]
Ghostface, catch the blast of a hype verse
My glock bursts, leave in a hearse, I did worse
I come rough, tough like an elephant tusk
Ya head rush, fly like Egyptian musk
Aw ****, Wu-Tang Clan spark the wicks an'
However, I master the trick just like Nixon
Causin terror, quick damage ya whole era
Hardrocks is locked the **** up, or found shot
P.L.O. style, hazardous, cause I wreck this dangerous
I blow sparks like Waco, Texas
[ Verse Two: Raekwon the Chef ]
I watch my back like I'm locked down, hardcore
Hittin sound, watch me act bugged, and tear it down
A literate type *******, songs goin gold, no doubt
and you watch a corny ***** fold
Yeah, they fake and all that
Carryin gats but yo, my Clan
Rollin like forty Macs
Now ya act convinced, I guess it makes sense
Wu-Tang, yo sewwwwwwwww, represent
I wait for one to act up
Now I got him backed up
Gun to his neck now, react what?
[ Find more Lyrics at www.mp3lyrics.org/LvNY ]
And that's one in the chamber
Wu-Tang banger, 36 styles of danger
[ Chorus ]
[ Verse Three: Inspectah Deck ]
I rip it hardcore, like porno-flick bitches
I roll with groups of ghetto bastards with biscuits
Check it, my method on the microphone's bangin
Wu-Tang slang'll leave your headpiece hangin
Bust this, I'm kickin like Segall, Out for Justice
The roughness, yes, the rudeness, ruckus
Redrum, I verbally assault with the tongue
Murder one, my style shot ya knot like a stun-gun
I'm hectic, I wreck it with the quickness
Set it on the microphone, and competition get blown
By this nasty ass ***** with my *****, the RZA
Charged like a bull and got pull like a trigga
So bad, stabbin up the pad with the vocab, crab
I scream on ya ass like your dad, bring it on...
[ Chorus ]
[ Verse Four: The Genius/GZA ]
Yo, I'm more rugged than slaveman boots
New recruits, I'm ****in' up MC troops
I break loops, and trample ****, while I stomp!
A mudhole in that ass, cause I'm
straight out the swamp
Creepin up on site, now it's Fright Night
My Wu-Tang slang is mad ****in' dangerous
And more deadly than the stroke of an axe
Choppin through ya back *swish*
Givin bystanders heart-attacks
****** try to flip, tell me who is him
I blow up his ****in prism
Make it a vicious act of terrorism
You wanna bring it, so **** it
Come on and bring the ruckus
And I provoke niggaz to kick buckets
I'm wettin CREAM, I ain't wettin fame
Who sellin gain, I'm givin out a deadly game
It's not the Russian it's the Wu-Tang crushin
Roulette, slip up and get ****ed like Suzette
Bring da ****in ruckus...
[ Chorus ]
So bring it on... [ X7 ]
punk *****!
[Intro: Raekwon the Chef, Method Man]
What that ***** want God
Word up, look out for the cops (Wu-Tang five finger ****)
(Cash Rules) Word up, two for fives over here baby
Word up, two for fives them niggaz got garbage down the way, word up
KnowhatI'msayin
(Cash Rules Everything Around Me
C.R.E.A.M. get...)
Yeah, check this ol fly **** out
Word up
(Cash Rules Everything Around Me) Take you on a natural joint
(C.R.E.A.M. get the money) Here we here we go
(dolla dolla bill y'all) Check this ****, yo!
[Verse One: Raekwon the Chef]
I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times side
Staying alive was no jive
At second hands, moms bounced on old men
So then we moved to Shaolin land
A young youth, yo rockin the gold tooth, 'Lo goose
Only way, I begin to gee off was drug loot
And let's start it like this son, rollin with this one
And that one, pullin out gats for fun
But it was just a dream for the teen, who was a fiend
Started smokin woolies at sixteen
And running up in gates, and doing hits for high stakes
Making my way on fire escapes
No question I would speed, for cracks and weed
The combination made my eyes bleed
No question I would flow off, and try to get the dough all
Sticking up white boys in ball courts
My life got no better, same damn 'Lo sweater
Times is ruff and tuff like leather
Figured out I went the wrong route
So I got with a sick ass click and went all out
Catchin keys from across seas
Rollin in MPV's, every week we made forty G's
Yo ***** respect mine, or anger the tech nine
Ch-chick-POW! Move from the gate now
[Chorus: Method Man]
Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
C.R.E.A.M.
Get the money
Dollar, dollar bill y'all
[Verse Two: Inspector Deck]
It's been twenty-two long hard years of still strugglin
Survival got me buggin, but I'm alive on arrival
I peep at the shape of the streets
And stay awake to the ways of the world cause **** is deep
A man with a dream with plans to make C.R.E.A.M.
Which failed; I went to jail at the age of 15
A young buck sellin drugs and such who never had much
Trying to get a clutch at what I could not... could not...
The court played me short, now I face incarceration
Pacin -- going up state's my destination
Handcuffed in back of a bus, forty of us
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so ruff
But as the world turns I learned life is hell
Living in the world no different from a cell
Everyday I escape from Jakes givin chase, sellin base
Smokin bones in the staircase
Though I don't know why I chose to smoke sess
I guess that's the time when I'm not depressed
But I'm still depressed, and I ask what's it worth
Ready to give up so I seek the Old Earth
Who explained working hard may help you maintain
to learn to overcome the heartaches and pain
We got stickup kids, corrupt cops, and crack rocks
and stray shots, all on the block that stays hot
Leave it up to me while I be living proof
To kick the truth to the young black youth
But shorty's running wild smokin sess drinkin beer
And ain't trying to hear what I'm kickin in his ear
Neglected, but now, but yo, it gots to be accepted
That what That life is hectic
[Outro:]
[Chorus -- 4X]
****** gots to do what they gotta do, to get a bill
YaknowhatI'msayin
Cuz we can't just get by no more
Word up, we gotta get over, straight up and down
[Chorus -- 3X]
Cash Rules Everything Around Me
C.R.E.A.M.
get the money
Dolla dolla bill y'aauhhhaaaauhhhhahhhauhhhhll, YEAH
wtf, you should've posted some mack 10 then you might have had a chance.
[ Intro: RZA ]
Tiger style
Yo, huh, huh
Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Nuttin Ta **** Wit
Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Nuttin Ta **** Wit
Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Nuttin Ta **** Wit
There's noplace to hide once I
step inside the room
Dr. Doom, prepare for the boom
BAM! Aw, MAN! I SLAM
JAM, now scream like Tarzan
[ Verse One: RZA ]
I be tossin, enforcin, my style is awesome
I'm causin more Family Feud's than Richard Dawson
And the survey said -- ya dead
Fatal Flying Guillotine chops
off your ****in head
MZA who was that? Aiyyo, the Wu is back
Makin niggaz go BO BO!, like on Super Cat
Me fear no-one, oh no, here come
The Wu-Tang shogun, killer to the eardrum!
[ Verse Two: Inspectah Deck ]
I puts the needle to the groove, I gets rude
And I'm forced to **** it up
My style carries like a pickup truck
Across the clear blue yonder
Seek the China Sea, I slam
tracks like quarterbacks sacks
from L.T.
Now why try and test, the Rebel INS?
Blessed since the birth, I earth-slam your best
Cause I bake the cake, then take the cake
and eat it, too, with my crew while
we head state to state!
[ Chorus: RZA ]
And if you want beef, then bring the ruckus
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuttin ta **** with
Straight from the
mother****ing slums that's
busted
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuttin ta **** with
[ Find more Lyrics at www.mp3lyrics.org/UBIr ]
[ Interlude: RZA ]
Hyah!
Step up, boy!
Represent!
Chop his head off, kid!
[ Verse Three: Method Man ]
The Meth will come out tomorrow,
Styles, is wild, berserk, bizarro
Flow, with more afro than Rollo
Comin to a fork in the road which
way to go just follow
Method, the Legend, niggaz is Sleepy Hollow
In fact I'm a hard act to follow
I dealt for dolo, Bogart comin on through
Niggaz is like "Oh, my God, not you!"
Yes, I, come to get a slice of
the punk and the pie
Rather do than die, check my
flava, comin from the RZA
which is short for the razor
Who make me reminisce true like Deja, Vu!
I'm rubber, niggaz is like glue
Whatever you say rubs off me sticks to you
[ Chorus ]
[ RZA ]
Ahh-hah! Yeah
Representin Brooklyn Queens
Long Island, Manhattan Bronx
The Rugged Lands of Shaolin
Niggaz from Virginia, Atlanta
Our boys in Ohio
comin through with the crazy, why-oh why-oh
Yo, niggaz from The Source
My man Kelly Moon from the GAVIN
Rod Strickland, Jason ? and yeah
true, true, my ***** ? it's goin down boy
We ain't nuttin ta **** wit
The whole Texas mob, the Chicago mob
Niggaz from Detroit, ****in California squadron
comin through knahmsayin? The
whole ****in West coast
to the whole East, niggaz from D.C.
Down in Maryland, all the way
over there in Morgan State
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuttin ta **** wit
all over the whole ****in
globe, comin through boy
Peace to the ****in Zulu Nation
Peace to all the Gods and the
Earths, word is bond
Wu-Tang slang, choppin heads boy
It ain't safe no more!
Peace..
I'm gonna post some Ice-T and own all your asses.
just like i thought, you ain't nothing.
B*tches ain't nothin but hoes and tricks.
Cruisin' down the street in my six-four
It's like that and it's like this
I took her to the pad and we started to kiss
Now my ****s all hard
And you know what I'm thinkin'
Took the panites off and the ***** was stankin'
Pulled off the drawers and I started to begin
Now the *****'s wet so my **** slides in
(moan)
Ooh heidi. heidi, heidi, you ho
Ridin' on the spot and pushin' kinda slow
So fe fi fo **** fum
She's scratching on my back
Oh here she cums
Well i gotta get a nut gotta gotta get a nut gotta get it quick you know
Because I love this **** so
Gimme that that that nut
Gimme that that that nut
Gimme that that that nut
Gimme that gimme that gimme that nut
Okay back back to the ****ing basics
You got yours and mine
I want you to taste it
Open wide now don't you waste it
Ahh **** all over your face kid
You know you know one thang
You know me I like to slang
That **** you know what
So roll over girl wile I stick it in ya
But I'll turn ya on
Wile I'm ridin' that ass scream and shout
My name is the same
Just another ***** that I had to tame so...
(Ooooh.. get it on baby
Ooooh.. get it on baby
Ooooh.. get it on baby)
Gimme that nut
Gimme that that that nut
Gimme that that that nut
Gimme that that that nut
Gimme that gimme that gimme that nut
Gimme that that that nut
Gimme that that that nut
Gimme that that that nut
Gimme that gimme that gimme that nut
Now I love ***** and ***** loves me
Like a lemon to the lime
And the bumble to the bee
You know it's real good
And nothing can resit it
Couldn't be a fruit loop
So don't get me twisted
Cause in some ***** is the place to be
Always ****in is the life for me
Spread them legs open far and wide
**** this **** just let me put my **** inside
Sooo...
Gimme that that that nut
Gimme that that that nut
Gimme that that that nut
Gimme that gimme that gimme that nut
Gimme that that that nut
Gimme that that that nut
Gimme that that that nut
Gimme that gimme that gimme that nut
(Ooooh.. get it on baby
Ooooh.. get it on baby
Oooh.. get it on baby
Gently put the *laughing*)
Gimme that that that nut
Gimme that that that nut
Gimme that that that nut
Gimme that gimme that gimme that nut
Gimme that that that nut
Gimme that that that nut
Gimme that that that nut
Gimme that gimme that gimme that nut
thegodfather= epic fail
he knows he had nothing... pfft im out
Yeah, I'm nothing because I'm not responding to your stupidity.
Seriuosly bro, come at me with something better than the bull you just tried and maybe I'll come back at you.
You just took my insults, and turned them around.
Moron.
Say, n*gga u can't run, n*gga u can't hide
Know that we got guns, know that we gon' ride
Blow out your insides and leave you to rot
Cause when we give it to u b *tch we give u all that we've got
Now all it takes is one shot to put your ass in a ditch
But you gon' get the other 49 for bein' a b*tch
Go to war with the big men when it makes no sense to
Repercussions get extreme when we ride against you
Ain't no movie, your baby mama, teachers and your kids
Everybody finna get it for the sh*t that u did
So when I get to your crib, better come out swingin
Cause the devil ain't even ready for this hell I'm bringin
We don't want no dope
We don't want no cash
We don't want no excuses
We just want your ass
So when that front door crash, and u see them soldiers
When that gun go blast, don't say Echonova didn't told ya
[Chorus 2x]
If I I pull it out my pocket, be the first one to bust,
We ain't playin wit u hoes
Retaliation is a must
First n*gga make a move, first n*gga hit the dutch
Yeahh, now I stand on my two feet,
One playa, two heats
20 shot, hollow heads, b*tch give me the loose leaf
F**k beef I got a K for n*ggas
In spots the law won't find u for days my n*ggas
Southside young playa full of plots and scams
Show ya how to get cha overs up and lock the grams
Boys know me in the hood, but not for rappin'
Back street trappin', front line, ya boys a captain
First n*ggas to shot, I ain't tryna talk,
Bring the heat to the hospital and finish u off
No life is a come up, when I'm rollin with my gun up
Don't get ya b*tch gun, but n*gga what u want, what?
And ain't sh*t to get ya family touched
Catch auntie on the bus, and pop her ass like a clutch n*gga
I'm in the game cause I love the rush,
Love to bust
This fans money never enough n*gga
[Chorus 2x]
45 in the rova, the k is on my shoulder
Pop your b*tch ass, then I go and smoke it over
N*ggas gettin' older, but thugs is comin younger
So just in case u wonder, I keep a tool up under
Cause n*gga u a blunder
Got rock by the thunder
Cryin to Echonova, but he the reason that we done ya
Gave us the word, said we keep the bird
Leavin is for nerds, I put your brain on the curb, f*cka
Pull ya piece n*gga, and watch ya rest it
Come to this clip game, b*tch I'm the best in it
The white flag u wavin, now it's on b*tch please
All your love ones houses lookin like swiss cheese
Tried to let your ass make it, but your ass act a fool
Now the HK, the AK and the AR is the tools
All your homeboys gone and them hoes won't help
So tell ya mom and your sister break out the black dress
Last edited by Echonova; 06-10-2008 at 01:30 AM.
show me where i did that... you're a joke man, you use bleach and inbrebs, ect like a broken record. you have nothing else, you can't come back. you've been owned! what are you going to type, go chug bleach, coolant, acid, what? you're a dumb pu55y with nothing to back up with! you don't get laid, you don't have balls, you're a punk. you think people here think you're a badass? gtfo, you ain't about shiit. your "attacks" are worthless.
seriously, you’re going to need better ammunition then this, mr gi joe. if you wanted to battle like a couple of school girls i could’ve just told my little 11 year old sister to take over. now she’s asleep and im stuck with you. lucky me huh? ugh you embarrass me.
so what i have gathered from this is that you fancy yourself some kind of Gangster badass.
god, that is sweet
2005 Ford F-150 FX4 Supercrew
nope, i just KNOW for a fact that he's a biitch.
post the exhibits of evidence
i want cold hard facts.
I watch CSI
2005 Ford F-150 FX4 Supercrew
quick question rocco, do you wear cargo shorts? and be honest
Funny you mention that. Your little sister isn't sleeping, as she won't be able to until I remove my penis from her tight little butthole.
Now, she usually screams alot, but I have a gag in her mouth making it quite difficult to hear anything.
You seem to have trouble spelling the word *****, replacing the s's with 5's. But hey, if I was the result of an incestualy Italian hanger turned coitus on a drunken night gone wrong, I might be stupid as well.
Mr. GI Joe? I don't even know what that is supposed to mean. If you are comparing ammunition in word form, to an actual war, that just further proves your stupidity.
If you are not a minority, I feel bad for white people having to claim you as one of our own, because you are far more retarded than you should be if you are white.
Now you have never met me, and don't know me. But when you are ready for your little sister to return to her room, lemme know and I'll untie her.
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Replying to Thread yo godfather @ 01:26 AM
lol uh oh
was that it? try alittle harder, that way I can judge if its worth listening to any more of your banter
LOL... and are you trying to say white folk are retarded?
Man, your parents really missed with that rusty hanger and boy do they regret it now.
I think you are one of the people who sits online all day thinking of "comebacks" to say.
You are a coward, that's for damn sure since you needed Brett to delete all your threads.
You are failing harder than your little sister is at keeping me erect.
NEXT.
if you were a wet dream, you would be diarrhea with all this shiit you speak off. come back once you’ve learned how to count to 10, kid. you trying me is like a retard trying to explain the theory of evolution. it’s just not gonna happen. move on
You really should consider suicide if you haven't already.
I really think that during your first hearing of Pink Floyd's song Brain Damage, you thought you really needed to damage your brain and have now done irrepreable harm.
The result is not pretty, and I really feel for anyone coming in contact with you.
all of this "testing" of people's gangster is making me tired. lol
Gotta be Maniac...
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