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Hell Mike
fuck melodic black metal
true but I know the underground sheetz anyway because two of my brothers are into that crap! So I have a say! because I've heard it at least! I even know parts of lyrics if they're catchy!
lizard
Member
well I'm willfully ignorant cause I hate it and have never heard it, except through the walls of my apt.
MadeInNewJersey
nursing my wounds
Hell Mike
fuck melodic black metal
Hell Mike
fuck melodic black metal
Can't record sound with my cam but I can record and upload video+audio and let you patch it together because I'm too lazy
lizard
Member
MadeInNewJersey
nursing my wounds
cthulufhtagn
Went Out for Smokes 13 Years Ago
there's a shit ton of people around here that listen to mf doom and danger mouse and all that indie-type hip hop...i can't really complain, it's not even the same as mainstream rap...like tully said, it's like comparing slipknot to primordial (ok they're not that good, but you get what i mean)
MadeInNewJersey
nursing my wounds
lizard
Member
Ah yeah, that's right motherfuckers!
I'm back riding a funky track.
I got a story to tell you all,
So listen up!
Yo! Trip on this!
I'm rolling through Umeå on a Saturday night,
got a 40 in my left hand, my dick in my right,
some chronic in my lap, a pager in my cap,
and a 9 millimeter in the small of my back.
I'm just chilling no place to be,
I take another pull off my 40 z.
I'm thinking 'bout spinning a fat ass tree,
a B to the L to the U-N-T.
Then I get a call on my dope cell phone,
check the caller ID, what up homes?
Yo, it's Nad and his news ain't good:
"little Markgugs got capped last night in the hood."
I feel like the world is fading away,
I saw Little ‘Gugs just the other day.
‘Gugs was my boy we shared Kool-aid in the park,
now some punks took his life in the dark.
I ask Nad who the motherfuckers be,
"some punk ass bitches from Pitea."
The fucking Piteans, man I should've known,
I say meet me at my crib and hang up the phone.
Playtimes over I got a job to do,
and the world will be less crowded by the time I'm through,
and I'll keep rolling while bullets fly,
cause all my shootings be drivebys.
One minute to midnight we hit the street,
cold as a cadaver, hard as concrete.
Nad's packing a baby Mac,
got my AK-47 and the nine in my back.
The Alpine's glowing, P-E's flowing,
got my swerve on tight and my game face showing.
Them damn punks are gonna pay,
the ‘Balm’s on the case, a bird of prey.
Then up ahead cold chilling in the street,
six motherfuckers from Pitea.
I flick off the safety, check my grip,
and load a dum-dum clip.
I glance at Nad to make sure he's packed,
his fingers on the trigger of his baby Mac.
Time to give a Newtonian demonstration,
of a bullet its mass and its acceleration.
Nine on my lap AK in my hand,
I roll up slow like a snake in the sand.
I wait till I'm sure they can see my face,
then I bust out slugs to the beat of the bass.
The streets sketched out in the full moon light,
Pitea punks dying left and right.
There's nowhere to run don't even try,
cause all my shootings be drivebys.
Then silence hits the street like a bomb,
an eerie calm like the eye of storm.
Beneath the glow of an old street light,
Pitea punks be the only sight.
6 motherfuckers no longer alive,
and ‘gugs been avenged 1 for 1 plus 5,
and we'll be long gone 'fore the cops arrive,
'cause all my shootin's be, Drivebys.
Ah yeah! I'm busting more shit than an incontinent man at a chili cook-off!
The moral of the story is:
Don't fuck with the Fotmbm, 'cause Fotmbm ain't down with that eye for an eye bullshit.
Fuck that! You take an eye and I'll take your motherfucking head!
I'm back riding a funky track.
I got a story to tell you all,
So listen up!
Yo! Trip on this!
I'm rolling through Umeå on a Saturday night,
got a 40 in my left hand, my dick in my right,
some chronic in my lap, a pager in my cap,
and a 9 millimeter in the small of my back.
I'm just chilling no place to be,
I take another pull off my 40 z.
I'm thinking 'bout spinning a fat ass tree,
a B to the L to the U-N-T.
Then I get a call on my dope cell phone,
check the caller ID, what up homes?
Yo, it's Nad and his news ain't good:
"little Markgugs got capped last night in the hood."
I feel like the world is fading away,
I saw Little ‘Gugs just the other day.
‘Gugs was my boy we shared Kool-aid in the park,
now some punks took his life in the dark.
I ask Nad who the motherfuckers be,
"some punk ass bitches from Pitea."
The fucking Piteans, man I should've known,
I say meet me at my crib and hang up the phone.
Playtimes over I got a job to do,
and the world will be less crowded by the time I'm through,
and I'll keep rolling while bullets fly,
cause all my shootings be drivebys.
One minute to midnight we hit the street,
cold as a cadaver, hard as concrete.
Nad's packing a baby Mac,
got my AK-47 and the nine in my back.
The Alpine's glowing, P-E's flowing,
got my swerve on tight and my game face showing.
Them damn punks are gonna pay,
the ‘Balm’s on the case, a bird of prey.
Then up ahead cold chilling in the street,
six motherfuckers from Pitea.
I flick off the safety, check my grip,
and load a dum-dum clip.
I glance at Nad to make sure he's packed,
his fingers on the trigger of his baby Mac.
Time to give a Newtonian demonstration,
of a bullet its mass and its acceleration.
Nine on my lap AK in my hand,
I roll up slow like a snake in the sand.
I wait till I'm sure they can see my face,
then I bust out slugs to the beat of the bass.
The streets sketched out in the full moon light,
Pitea punks dying left and right.
There's nowhere to run don't even try,
cause all my shootings be drivebys.
Then silence hits the street like a bomb,
an eerie calm like the eye of storm.
Beneath the glow of an old street light,
Pitea punks be the only sight.
6 motherfuckers no longer alive,
and ‘gugs been avenged 1 for 1 plus 5,
and we'll be long gone 'fore the cops arrive,
'cause all my shootin's be, Drivebys.
Ah yeah! I'm busting more shit than an incontinent man at a chili cook-off!
The moral of the story is:
Don't fuck with the Fotmbm, 'cause Fotmbm ain't down with that eye for an eye bullshit.
Fuck that! You take an eye and I'll take your motherfucking head!
Hell Mike
fuck melodic black metal
Conspicuously Absent
Linguistically Confused
lizard
Member
I'm just stealing lyrics from MC Hawking, so it's just all about theft, just like real rap!
Yo, this one goes out to all you punk
bitches who think Fotmbm is soft
just because I'm wicked smart.
Listen up, I got something to say.
Straight out of Umeå a crazy motherfucker named Footbalm.
When I be rocking the mic you will not be calm,
at me 'cause I'm a bad mama-jamma,
you wanna lock me up put my ass in the slamma.
But fuck that shit 'cause no jail can hold me,
you can't even catch me much less control me.
So if you see me coming you better duck,
'cause Footbalm is crazy as fuck.
2006 is the number another summer,
sound of the funky drummer.
Footbalm would like to say,
that I'm a crazy motherfucker from around the way.
Kicking metal like no one else can,
my dick is twice as long as my attention span.
So if you cross me bitch you're out of luck,
'cause Fotmbm is crazy as fuck.
Once again back in the motherfucking ring,
The F to the -ooT to the Balm.
When I roll I roll it heavvy and I roll it phat,
packing bitches in the Saab and a clip in my Gatt.
Yo, I told you twice already, I wont tell you again,
the mighty Footbalm is fuckin' insane,
So if you see me coming bitch you better duck,
'cause Footbalm is crazy as fuck.
Yo, this one goes out to all you punk
bitches who think Fotmbm is soft
just because I'm wicked smart.
Listen up, I got something to say.
Straight out of Umeå a crazy motherfucker named Footbalm.
When I be rocking the mic you will not be calm,
at me 'cause I'm a bad mama-jamma,
you wanna lock me up put my ass in the slamma.
But fuck that shit 'cause no jail can hold me,
you can't even catch me much less control me.
So if you see me coming you better duck,
'cause Footbalm is crazy as fuck.
2006 is the number another summer,
sound of the funky drummer.
Footbalm would like to say,
that I'm a crazy motherfucker from around the way.
Kicking metal like no one else can,
my dick is twice as long as my attention span.
So if you cross me bitch you're out of luck,
'cause Fotmbm is crazy as fuck.
Once again back in the motherfucking ring,
The F to the -ooT to the Balm.
When I roll I roll it heavvy and I roll it phat,
packing bitches in the Saab and a clip in my Gatt.
Yo, I told you twice already, I wont tell you again,
the mighty Footbalm is fuckin' insane,
So if you see me coming bitch you better duck,
'cause Footbalm is crazy as fuck.
Conspicuously Absent
Linguistically Confused
lizard
Member
if you've never heard the originals...by all means go to http://www.mchawking.com lol
MC Hawking gives props to Public Enemy's Chuck D at the release party for MC Hawking's "Fear of a Black Hole"
MC Hawking gives props to Public Enemy's Chuck D at the release party for MC Hawking's "Fear of a Black Hole"
Erik
New Metal Member
lizard
Member
I am the mighty Footbalm,
I am dope like LSD,
I am fly, I kick it old school,
I'll tell you that for free.
On the stage I rock the mic,
my science is so tight,
other rappers best step off,
I'm bad like Dolamite.
I'm from Umeå you know it's true,
my homiez are all dead,
fuck with me you'll join them too,
I'll cap you in the head.
Don't make me get out of this chair,
I'll pop you like a zit,
you step to me as if you bad,
bitch please you ain't got shit.
Ah yeah, Footbalm is in full effect!
Check this shit out.
Bitch you think I'm bad,
I ain't even started yet,
I'll whack your whole damn crew,
and not even break a sweat.
My rep is fucking huge,
my dick's harder than concrete,
getting paid and laid,
gangsta player elite.
Nemtheanga can suck my dick,
that bitch got no PHD,
I lost count of mine,
I got stupid whack degrees.
Complex math it ain't no thing,
I'm mad dope crazy fly,
like Quantum formula,
I'll leave you asking why.
Ah yeah, that's some serious bad-ass, Wu-tang, Scooby gang,
funky-ass shit I be laying down on your ass!
Footbalm is in the house and he be taking care of business.
Peace! I'm out of here!
I am dope like LSD,
I am fly, I kick it old school,
I'll tell you that for free.
On the stage I rock the mic,
my science is so tight,
other rappers best step off,
I'm bad like Dolamite.
I'm from Umeå you know it's true,
my homiez are all dead,
fuck with me you'll join them too,
I'll cap you in the head.
Don't make me get out of this chair,
I'll pop you like a zit,
you step to me as if you bad,
bitch please you ain't got shit.
Ah yeah, Footbalm is in full effect!
Check this shit out.
Bitch you think I'm bad,
I ain't even started yet,
I'll whack your whole damn crew,
and not even break a sweat.
My rep is fucking huge,
my dick's harder than concrete,
getting paid and laid,
gangsta player elite.
Nemtheanga can suck my dick,
that bitch got no PHD,
I lost count of mine,
I got stupid whack degrees.
Complex math it ain't no thing,
I'm mad dope crazy fly,
like Quantum formula,
I'll leave you asking why.
Ah yeah, that's some serious bad-ass, Wu-tang, Scooby gang,
funky-ass shit I be laying down on your ass!
Footbalm is in the house and he be taking care of business.
Peace! I'm out of here!
Reign in Acai
Of Elephant and Man
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Now that the tyrannical George W. is no longer obstructing the path towards ending world poverty, war, cancer, and other social ills, we can pursue our goal in making the world a better place!!! Yay!!! :Streamers:
No one or no thing was stopping these ass hats from striving to be better people 8 years ago. Pure galimatias!
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