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The near constant layout revamps of Facebook are about to drive me batty.
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I know too many people that would actually think the people on latfh look cool.
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I"m tired
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fucking manscaping pantywaist. beards are meant for FIGHTING! |
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^ mind = blown
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I have an ulcer on the tip of my tongue that is annoying as Neil Diamond. |
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wtf> an ulcer on your tongue? |
Yes, an ulcer/sore on my tongue. I think I scalded it.
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I think we should all, en masse, become members of the dissensus.com board, and just post as normal, just to confuse them.
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I want a piece of CAKE but I'm a fucking BIRD!
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I HATE THIS MAN!
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I'm enjoying a nice sandwich made with artisan french bread, a nice spicy mustard, provolone cheese, extra virgin olive oil and red wine vinegar while watching American Gangster. Gotta love RZA in a movie.
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[Verse One] Walk the path of Jesus, witness if Hell frizzes The mind teases reality, crack the pieces Nothin' eases, bein' chastise with blood baptize Guys revise, acknowledge past lives Statements will be made, acknowledge me (knowledge me) My mind is Heaven's gate so enter me (enter me) My mind is the gate ta Hell so try ta flee (try ta flee) Both gates look da same, which will it be? (which will it be?) Demons screams from thought process Enter seamen, Child born stress Body want ta sleep but da mind can't rest Measure, pleasure through fanatical progress When it come ta currency, love is nonexistent Foes magnified, Friends become so distance Some hope ya die, back-stabbed in an instant Foes I despise, discase as Allies ta sabotage camouflage Loyalty is lies Ta see God, look inta my eyes Ta see the Devil inya, look inta my eyes as I rise from Hell's equator [Hook] 'Cause I'mma slow it up, speed it up, slow it up, speed it up Mettle Finger's feed beats Grimm Reaper eat 'em up Speed 'em up, slow 'em up, speed 'em up, slow 'em up Brainsick, Tick, Tick, Tick, MF blow it up Slow it up, speed it up, slow it up, speed it up Mettle Finger's feed beats Grimm Reaper eat it up Speed 'em up, slow 'em up, speed 'em up, slow 'em up Brainsick, Tick, Tick, Tick, MF blow it up [Verse Two] Take air, compress it, bless it Mix loops like Ku Klux MF don't give two fucks Nigga, quarterback blitz, poped, quickly fumble Leave game with concussion, seein' stars and mumbles This happens, ta any Emcee that want's ta rumble Dynasty's destroyed like Carrington's and Colby's Noise, reduced, MF thinks in Dolby Chop that ass in half like Obi Wan Kenobi Greatest of all time, God straight up told me Greatest of all time, the Devil even told me Icicles on surfaces of sun/Son, we livin' coldly Prophets be phony And we attact, we switch like the Wu-Tang symbol Still kill Jack even though Quick and Nimble plain and simple Pick Niggaz off while they ballin' and die old like stallin', yes Death I hear ya callin', I accept collect Human sacrifice, must pay respect We catch reck Nigga, we catch reck And... we gonna... gonna... [Hook] Slow it up, speed it up, slow it up, speed it up Mettle Finger's feed beats Grimm Reaper eat it up Speed 'em up, slow 'em up, speed 'em up, slow 'em up Brainsick, Tick, Tick, Tick, MF blow it up BOOM! MF Grimm, MF Doom http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I_wWbcWfxZA |
My right tonsil feels like a golf ball in my throat. Kill me now.
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mettle fingers? what the fuck are those? |
I almost tipped my canoe today, it would have sucked terribly. Thank God we didnt
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The semi-phonetic spelling of the lyric is prevalent in the two online version of those lyrics I looked at and I was too lazy to change them. |
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