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Op 20 maart 2006 21:25 schreef Infaustus het volgende:
Verval is een kankerlijer.

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Nee hoor alleen een beetje grieperig...

Duke Ellington - Masterpieces 1926 - 1949

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Op 20 maart 2006 21:27 schreef Verval het volgende:
Nee hoor alleen een beetje grieperig...

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Ik hoop dat je er in blijft hangen.

Combat 18 - Hail Combat 18

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Op 20 maart 2006 21:28 schreef Infaustus het volgende:
Ik hoop dat je er in blijft hangen.

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Waar heb jij last van. Idioot.

Broadsword - Excalibur. moooiiiii!

Hey baby
This the one Dr. Dooom
Still love you cause you ain't plastic
Makin them peanut butter sandwiches
Babies cryin, runnin around with dirty diapers
The way you used to make the Kool-Aid
with the weave all in your hair
Even some droppin down in my soup
I could excuse that..

It's Welfare Love, section eight! (4X)

Girl we been through a lot
Every season I used to bug you out on the couch
For different reasons, you thought I was crazy
Catchin a Greyhound bus down South
Collectin lightning bugs and bring a dead mouse in the house
Holdin a fortune with a jar of termites
I used to blast the Delphonics in a glowing room with black lights
Colt 45 had me sportin a wig like Billy Dee
I was a Melle Mel fan, always bumpin Run-D.M.C.
We stuck together when one of my parakeets died
You broke down and cried, for the love of animals
I used to always cut the legs off a roach
See if he'll stay there on a piece of tissue
and give him a piece of toast
That morning, he would wake up and be gone
What, the insect had a ambulance?
As a little boy eatin ice cream in the cold project apartment
I used to see rats dance, my aunt used to lay down the poison
and say, "Y'all makin too much noise and.."
(Too much noise and.. oh, too much!)

It's Welfare Love, section eight! (4X)

Grabbing crackers out the 'fridgerator
I was a terrible mast*******
I was looking at Black Tail and Penthouse
since I was in a incubator
With Similak aimin my bottle at a fine nurse's a**-crack
It was a pleasure to collect ants
Havin em in my Billy the Kid pants
Allergic to chocolate, chewin Oreo's and I couldn't stop it
I remember the days when King Vitamin was in the supermarket
Kool-Aid was syrupy, my mom used to make it real slurpy
Don't believe in Santa Claus
They had a dope peacoat filled with mothballs
Lint everywhere, with UTZ chips livin deboinairre
Fly girls with onion rings on the staircase
I had Pro Keds with Lee suits
Always used to stare in your face
Take you on the roof, check out my pigeon coop
Dressed up like Dracula
Eatin a slice of pizza on your stoop
Neighbors knew I was a nerdy
On the Bronx streets I was 7:30
Girls you was infatuated with my quarter fill
(Hey baby, check this out)

It's Welfare Love, section eight! (4X)

Yeah.. it's welfare love
You look so beautiful baby.. welfare love
With your long hair.. welfare love
The way you got it DONE..
Sewed in.. welfare love
Babies walkin around cryin.. section eight, section eight
Food all over the floor..
The kitchen sink, messed up.. wel-fare love!
It's that old ghetto smell
in the house..
People comin over to borrow sugar
That's the way I like it
Cereal all over the floor

tering je zou die tekst moeten onthouden als je dronken bent...lukt je niet !

Landser - 88 Rock and Roll band get out you scum ! Run nigger run !

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Op 20 maart 2006 22:03 schreef mental het volgende:
tering je zou die tekst moeten onthouden als je dronken bent...lukt je niet !

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alleen de oneliners

zoals deze;

Yeah
Number one MC in the world, a.k.a. Dr. Dooom
Straight out of solitary
I got the block locked down
Transfer me to conquer in the Pelican Bay
You don't wanna step in my cell
I eat your ass for real
Even veterans go out with tight pants and lipstick
Most rappers flex up, they vexed up, they actin hard
Attendin Catholic school at mom's house, they soft as lard
They roll in packs, carryin yo-yo's, and balls and jacks
That kid you peeped it, his boys wearin Victoria's Secret
Mean mugs get crushed up, your bra's showin, pickin dust up
You light your trees up, I'm just the man to skin yo' knees up
Walk behind you, tuck your stomach in, I redesign you
Urgent emergency, your girl is cryin, they can't find you
I move with bowling ball bags, you try to ask for Zig-Zags
You got your panties on with wigs on, y'all playin tag
Walkin in tough kid, your girdle's showin, watch your doo-rag
G-strings get touched, watch your skid marks like Starsky and Hutch
Y'all scope erections, while rappers run to different sections
I ride in limos pull your thongs in, from here to Wisconsin
Droppin this A-bomb make, tough MC's, put on Avon
Eject your wigs in Hunts Point, your pumps in truckers rigs
Chorus: repeat 4X
I'm the man of the hour
Watchin girls takin a shower
I run rap, tell MC's to watch their back
[Dr. Dooom]
Rappers with panty-liners, rent cars, with no recliners
I get ill, serve the best MC's with Massengil
While crowds chill, take your haltertops, down to Big Bill
Right on your mic stand, your flower shorts, you've been hurt
Male with a dildo, your ass is low, call policemen
Three million rappers on labels, sportin skirts release men
I teach men, pull my pants down, piss on each men
Frustrate the rectums on the night flight, I cruise on East and
look at your contracts, while Vaseline, smears your buttcrack
I counteract tracks, while you ate rhymes smokin crack
Skinny kid two pounds, with phony legs, bustin two rounds
That man is slinky, jacks off, and rappers host his Twinkie
Underarm smell, keep the mics warm, y'all shirts is stinky
Panties look great on you with wedding rings around your pinkie
Now stop BS then cut your weight down, you'd be like Vester
Facin your whole crew, with cardinals on like Uncle Fester
Lo-lo-lo-Lopez, your moms call me Frankie Sanchez
On deck with penis out, pine tar like Tony Perez
Big battin average, send your girlfriend out, tossin salad
I run rap, tell MC's to watch their back
Chorus
[Dr. Dooom]
Rappers get maxi-pads and O.B., their time of the month
No time for phone calls from tough guys, y'all puff them blunts
Some serious stretch marks, cock-diesel MC's end up pregnant
Nine months in time stuck, you rhyme, grabbin inmates jock
Sportin your white dress, with Timberlands, you try to impress
Petrol with bulletproof vest, your man is havin incest
Knock up your celldon, your big group, they roll with Alvin
Drag queen on Front Street, program, all your SP-12 beats
Y'all roll up dust, smokin PCP, I come with big heat
Y'all run y'all knowledge down, send your Rolex down to Big Pete
Lipstick is smeared on, your Pele shirt, get your fear on
Hard rappers with stockings and tunafish, smell like Starkist
I call him Miss, rappers tampons, I bought it for Christmas
I call you Anna make you sniff balls, back to Atlanta
Change all your grammar and have you call home, bleedin to Grandma
I run rap, tell MC's to watch their back
Chorus
[Dr. Dooom]
That's right
When you see in the mess hall
All new jacks, even if you're old, give me that respect
YouknowhatI'msayin? You might get neglected
That's right, send me all the commisary
Battlin me ain't necessary

de tering hahahahahahaha hoogstaand stukje hehehehehe

Mike en Piét - Fuck It

Mike en Piét, ja die rappen met zijn twee, en als jij daarmee zit, dan jongen, fuck it!

knkr wat blij

Nog steeds Mike en Piét, op repeat.

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Vroeger was ik blank maar nu ben ik een neger, volgens mijn moeder ben ik gay maar dat weet ze niet zeker.

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Leng Tch`E -*- The process of elimination

Steve Reich / Pat Metheny - Electric Counterpoint

Subhumans - No

Atheist-Piece of time

Graupel - Die Notglocke

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Op 20 maart 2006 21:25 schreef Infaustus het volgende:
Verval is een kankerlijer.

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En waarom? Heb je hier nog enige motivatie voor of zit je lekker ongenuanceerd, radicaal de luizen in je dreadlocks te tellen?

Haatstrijd - Zwartgalg

Smashing Pumpkins - Pisces Iscariot

Behemoth - Inflamed with rage

Cryptopsy - The frantic pace of dying