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ILX. It's for the undersexed.

― maypang (maypang), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:12 (twenty-one years ago)

Next!

― maypang (maypang), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:12 (twenty-one years ago)

Yo, I'm perplexed by the specs you rubbernecks do flex! Upon you I put a hex!

― Alex in NYC (vassifer), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:13 (twenty-one years ago)

Check the complex subjects that intersect: Bela Flek, The Ex, T. Rex, Tex-mex.

― maypang (maypang), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:17 (twenty-one years ago)

Bela Fleck, I correct.

― maypang (maypang), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:17 (twenty-one years ago)

so i thought what the heck

― the surface noise (electricsound), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:18 (twenty-one years ago)

This thread is dreck, yes?

― maypang (maypang), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:18 (twenty-one years ago)

Jesus, Trife will cramp when he reads this.

― Ned Raggett (Ned), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:19 (twenty-one years ago)

i wouldn't be that reckless

― the surface noise (electricsound), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:19 (twenty-one years ago)

Correct, Ned Raggett.

― maypang (maypang), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:20 (twenty-one years ago)

I'm sorry mama, I didn't mean to hurt you, I din't mean to make you cry

REMIX

WYCLEF

O-TOWN

ONE TIME

TWO TIME

UH UH

― @d@ml (nordicskilla), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:22 (twenty-one years ago)

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― DMX (nordicskilla), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:23 (twenty-one years ago)

jesus wept

― strongo hulkington (dubplatestyle), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:23 (twenty-one years ago)

http://www.christcenteredmall.com/stores/art/hollander/jesus-wept-large.jpg

― Alex in NYC (vassifer), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:25 (twenty-one years ago)

I was actually desperately trying to find a pic of Jesus breakdancing, but that's the best I came up with.

― Alex in NYC (vassifer), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:26 (twenty-one years ago)

Strangely, that looks like a montage on a wall not far from here.

― @d@ml (nordicskilla), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:26 (twenty-one years ago)

There's another of a naked baby with several nasty looking missiles aimed at it.

― @d@ml (nordicskilla), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:27 (twenty-one years ago)

Berkeley is a subtle place.

― @d@ml (nordicskilla), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:27 (twenty-one years ago)

http://users.erols.com/oddities-inc/jc4.jpg

― maypang (maypang), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:29 (twenty-one years ago)

Hahahahahaha

― Alex in NYC (vassifer), Friday, 27 February 2004 05:30 (twenty-one years ago)

mufuckaz not taking up the challenge/not even trying/consequence is the thread dying/the same lame bleeding death post a funny picture game/it ain't that hard y'all/we ain't playin hardball/get outcher fuckin wifflebats/congrats/y'all officially suck ASS/

― nickalicious (nickalicious), Friday, 27 February 2004 14:49 (twenty-one years ago)

Why will trife cramp, Ned?

― Markelby (Mark C), Friday, 27 February 2004 14:51 (twenty-one years ago)

shake down.

― mark grout (mark grout), Friday, 27 February 2004 14:51 (twenty-one years ago)

to the ballin ass niggaz with the candy hoes when you get on the floor eh....throw

― Ronan (Ronan), Friday, 27 February 2004 14:53 (twenty-one years ago)

give it to me now, GIVE IT to me NOW, GIVE IT TO ME NOW

― Redneck (Ronan), Friday, 27 February 2004 14:55 (twenty-one years ago)

Yo/I gotta flow/ Four to the floor/ Yo mama suxor/ like a whore/with a misplaced temper/ with more Killing Joke than an ILM member/ Remember to blow this/ don't forget Momus/ sitting on a bed with his hand in his erogenous.

― Johnney B (Johnney B), Friday, 27 February 2004 14:57 (twenty-one years ago)

cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M. on the money, dollar dollar bill y'all

― ken c (ken c), Friday, 27 February 2004 14:58 (twenty-one years ago)

Peace OUT.

― maypang (maypang), Friday, 27 February 2004 15:51 (twenty-one years ago)

ILX we making that green/people always sayin' what the hell does it mean

― Sengai, Friday, 27 February 2004 16:25 (twenty-one years ago)

god damn this shit is weak/like that shit in the bible about the meek/that shit about turn the other cheek/your ad-hoc/take stock/concoct some fake ass logic on the spot/like the name was mr. spock/all your excuses are a crockah/doodoo humor like written on bathroom walls with magic markah/i bring fireworks y'all fizzle like a sparklah/takin over like a khan like my name was chaka/nickalicious in drinkin too much coffee and dropping lame-ass freestyles SHOCKAH

― nickalicious (nickalicious), Friday, 27 February 2004 16:28 (twenty-one years ago)

LINK IT LINK IT LINK IT LIKE A COPYRIGHT PICTURE

― robster (robster), Friday, 27 February 2004 16:29 (twenty-one years ago)

I'm nearsighted like Mister Mah-GOO!/and I got short legs like my man Tah-TOO!/Magoo, Tattoo! Tattoo, Magoo! Tagoo, Mattoo!/I'm dropping science like I'm failing the class/But I'm-a gonna rock the mic so you can shake ya ass!/Mattoo! Tagoo!/Ham on Rye like my name was Bukowski/Stella, Stella, Stella like Stanley Kowalski/Bukowski, Kowalski, Magoo, Tattoo/Come up to my crip, and I'm a fuck you too!

― My Huckleberry Friend (Horace Mann), Friday, 27 February 2004 16:34 (twenty-one years ago)

cooler than ice cold andre 3 k / that would be me or maybe louis c.k. / I called the police on my stalker lisa bonet / replay / every time I rock it on freeway / frogger or tempest / you bled so / I said so / I pulled keisha knight / on the celebrity bee show / free throw / cause I was fouled in the lane / like if diane had dysentery / transition rhyme here so I can say the word missionary without implying any kind of relationship to dysentery / that would be gross like a metric ton / i got 99 cosbys and erika alexander ain't one

― Begs2Differ (Begs2Differ), Friday, 27 February 2004 16:35 (twenty-one years ago)

I got no flow like I'm wearing a pad/Y'know I just sad that to make ya mad/Ovulating women like to get it on/I read it in a book so it can't be wrong/

― My Huckleberry Friend (Horace Mann), Friday, 27 February 2004 16:40 (twenty-one years ago)

nickalicious wins.

― Viva La Sam (thatgirl), Friday, 27 February 2004 16:51 (twenty-one years ago)

yeah he does, but he does this on a professional basis so he's kind of a ringer

― Begs2Differ (Begs2Differ), Friday, 27 February 2004 17:00 (twenty-one years ago)

steady rockin' accusations of tokenism/leavin' them corny indie fuckers chokin' ji-(dragged off by authorities)

― Nate in ST.P (natedetritus), Friday, 27 February 2004 17:03 (twenty-one years ago)

ha ha "professional"/with my weak-ass style?/is there any wonder why I'm slingin insurance policies and not rockin 8 mile?/

― nickalicious (nickalicious), Friday, 27 February 2004 17:10 (twenty-one years ago)

killin' company time writing rhyme in my cubicle/ ain't worried 'bout gettin fired, cuz I'm retardant like a crucible/ Droppin' backwoods science like a moonshine distiller/ it's the number one booty rhyme rap thread killer.

― BrianB (BrianB), Friday, 27 February 2004 17:33 (twenty-one years ago)

sell yaself short, shortie, that's all you'll be / i'm a grab the mic so the nick-ah can see / you'll take shots in parkin lots, knocked up in malls / but self-deprecation's some next shit wi' balls

― Tracer Hand (tracerhand), Friday, 27 February 2004 17:35 (twenty-one years ago)

Nickalicious/Counting Fishes/dude got punked like he was Sic Vicious

― The Huckle-Buck (Horace Mann), Friday, 27 February 2004 17:36 (twenty-one years ago)

one-two one-two/see what I'm gonna do/i'm a step to the mic and y'all turns is thru/step back and observe/cuz I'm a microphone perv/I get the ladies wet/and make wack MCs sweat/wishin they could hide/from the knowledge I provide/the words that I speak/to show they shit is weak/so listen up and learn/I got mad skillz to burn.

― o. nate (onate), Friday, 27 February 2004 17:39 (twenty-one years ago)

mad skillz to bum?

― The Huckle-Buck (Horace Mann), Friday, 27 February 2004 17:40 (twenty-one years ago)

burn

― o. nate (onate), Friday, 27 February 2004 17:40 (twenty-one years ago)

post something lame and get flamed like your name was Grier Hongro/ I got this shit covered like a stadium poncho/ homeboy, you're starting to worry me, you just got busted by mall security.

― BrianB (BrianB), Friday, 27 February 2004 17:43 (twenty-one years ago)

huck you, man, HUCK YOU don't get it, son / nickalicious is like "defeat me and i've already won" / dude's on some obi-wan shit, so you gon' have to pawn shit / o. nate's got some cut-rate lyrics you can own, shit!!!@

― Tracer Hand (tracerhand), Friday, 27 February 2004 17:57 (twenty-one years ago)

I live in New York dog/I don't shop at no mall/I don't live in the burbs/cuz the city's my ball/I buy my shit off the rack/at Gucci and Prada/the mall is a joke/like a Spanish pinata/that's got no candy inside/nothing but air/like the rhymes that you write/cuz the skillz they aint there.

― o. nate (onate), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:02 (twenty-one years ago)

you a grunt with a blunt / on the hunt like a twunt / while I'm doin' stunts / like Bam Margera /y'all wrong like an error / afraid like terror / say my name three times and I'm there in ya mirror / skyin' like Ken Walker / it couldn't be clearer / I'm flyin' over you like my man Wally Schirra / I got the right stuff right here-a / in my too-tight khakis / have you moanin' like Ronan / DON'T TRY IT CHAKI

― Begs2Differ (Begs2Differ), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:05 (twenty-one years ago)

I hear you callin', callin' but you can't come in/my style's got mad knowledge like original sin/little boy blue go blow ya horn/cuz I'm the shit and, son, you're the corn

― The Huckle-Buck (Horace Mann), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:07 (twenty-one years ago)

Snap!

― maypang (maypang), Friday, 27 February 2004 18:09 (twenty-one years ago)

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like osamas wins the world a sign of a means

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 12:29 (eighteen years ago)

water world owned by the bpeast

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 12:29 (eighteen years ago)

gunzen the corner utha rule

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 12:32 (eighteen years ago)

semiautotragic pro control yr fool. wgeres tge dyst gtdubg

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 12:33 (eighteen years ago)

200 rounds ago i got a mark point not sunday cuz throats deep slip code creeps from sin past offends lasting whims cast grim

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 12:36 (eighteen years ago)

yonte c my asshole grin

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 12:37 (eighteen years ago)

yoked cheesed and hassled mim

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 12:37 (eighteen years ago)

silent lives spent tinted under shade you would die t'live

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 12:38 (eighteen years ago)

rut rote aids from a bitch eating your legs

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 12:38 (eighteen years ago)

No, jeffery.

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 12:39 (eighteen years ago)

Wrong.

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 12:39 (eighteen years ago)

carltin'

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 12:59 (eighteen years ago)

rip

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 13:00 (eighteen years ago)

http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x245/chromski/megadeth.gif

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 13:03 (eighteen years ago)

Y TRICK Y

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 13:06 (eighteen years ago)

ftll

― Arms, Sunday, 17 February 2008 13:07 (eighteen years ago)

tryng not t' get rockt,
treez chopt--
t'go 40 dayzen nytes.
hungry on three--
th' acid duznt burn
if my stumik divydz.
stilling time wayding
gainst deh seize th' shoctk
my life like lytning strykes.
no shows, no spots,
just talk 4given t' godt--
needz me living cuz they dig
my plot.
wife iz my tracks proved hot az ra
fishhooks math so foolz re-al-ize
cuz th' rath proteks from old fals
tha' rolla foolz jack-
move dysz
ain't my falt deh operation didn't
code their lies. loose lips o my
old bitch mighta vetted but that's small like friez
yet the lyenz no more sleep th' nyte.
shoulda kept her'n silent liez
but instead i'm waking dead here alive.
if it's my knees u want their grounded in god
and my thumbz on th' irun c me clear sight 4 both sidez
pray the unityuh 4 lyfe t' rize
just let me alone cuz my painterz solitudez ryght.
old times--
i knew not what i said
now old crow'ternalize
silent nights
let it be
in peace
salem burns wile this hell con-try'vz

― Arms, Monday, 18 February 2008 18:23 (eighteen years ago)

is that Welsh?

― Hurting 2, Monday, 18 February 2008 18:26 (eighteen years ago)

do you ever see a thread and then get a sick feeling in the pit of your stomach like maybe you posted something humiliating on it, but then you check and you didn't and yr all relieved? that just happened to me.

― M@tt He1ges0n, Monday, 18 February 2008 19:20 (eighteen years ago)

Ha, yes.

― jaymc, Monday, 18 February 2008 19:22 (eighteen years ago)

I'M LIKE A SENATOR WITH A GAT WHEN I FILL A BUSTER

― Hurting 2, Thursday, 21 February 2008 04:46 (eighteen years ago)

that's all I got

― Hurting 2, Thursday, 21 February 2008 04:46 (eighteen years ago)

two weeks pass...

u think i'm jus taking th piss
no i'm omega thricing yr ristk
world 4 thorld yknow i'm bracing your bitch
taking yor trip

acid this ace is which flip on folds
taken and racematixxed up crysstalist

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:05 (seventeen years ago)

tracing th twist
facing th grist

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:05 (seventeen years ago)

lacing th hits t th sith

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:05 (seventeen years ago)

blazing crisp

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:06 (seventeen years ago)

sand t crossis raging rift

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:06 (seventeen years ago)

btween th sage and th xist

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:06 (seventeen years ago)

ense lazy shift raging triss on a phases bliss

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:07 (seventeen years ago)

age desist timeless lift

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:07 (seventeen years ago)

rhymeless livz

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:08 (seventeen years ago)

crime twisted liv

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:08 (seventeen years ago)

limelighted shiv

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:08 (seventeen years ago)

grime rite these kjidsxz

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:08 (seventeen years ago)

timetrited rigged

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:09 (seventeen years ago)

blimeflighted timelifed shit flows in yr dutcch

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:09 (seventeen years ago)

timetightened wig calling trick

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:10 (seventeen years ago)

nine-frightenened fig ona twigg

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:10 (seventeen years ago)

mime-wrighted slip on a sivv

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:10 (seventeen years ago)

dime-trited drop on a sprint

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:10 (seventeen years ago)

a whole mworld drops on at and ateaze tip

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:11 (seventeen years ago)

yeah a whole worlds mold falls on a sift

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:11 (seventeen years ago)

for rights which r tyte like it givz

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:11 (seventeen years ago)

that madli mix asux

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:12 (seventeen years ago)

freestyle 4 real/????

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:12 (seventeen years ago)

http://www.zshare.net/audio/87167938ed00f1/

― teresa, Monday, 10 March 2008 07:21 (seventeen years ago)

two years pass...

rut rote aids from a bitch eating your legs

― Arms, Sunday, February 17, 2008 7:38 AM (2 years ago) Bookmark Suggest Ban Permalink\

― dy (max) ia (crüt), Friday, 3 September 2010 23:55 (fifteen years ago)

two years pass...

*jumps out of the bushes*

MY NAME'S TRAYVON AND I'M HERE TO SAY
YOU GOT A PROBLEM HOMIE IN A MAJOR WAY
MY STYLE IS FRESH AND MY RHYMES ARE TIGHT
WATCH OUT HONKY YOU GONNA DIE TONIGHT

― i don't even have an internet (Hurting 2), Tuesday, 2 July 2013 14:11 (twelve years ago)

three years pass...

listen to what i'm gonna bring to the table/nah i ain't your aunt mable/i'm the king/i can't sing like Bing/or pull a string like BB King/ but i'm still able to grab this mic cable/and tell y'alls to chill/ya trying to get ill but insults is all you can spill/so i'm about to fill/ya head/not with lead but with gold and jewels/cuz i don't gotta say y'all are old or fools/in order to shine/don't gotta tote a metaphoric nine/in order to bend your mind/i'm about to hit this bong/listen to a reggae song/hit this girl who be kock-kneed/and ask, in the words of Rodney/can't we all just get along?
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