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STUPID MAILMAN 2ND EDITION
« on: December 03, 2001, 02:06:11 PM »
it was a slow week,  it seemed like tha beef wit me an tha mail man was endin utill 2day,  i was walkin outta of my house an there he was,  I took my fork an "HAHAHA I GOT U KNOW IMMA STAB U MUTHAFUCKA"  he grabbed tha forked an tried to stab me in tha eye but he hit my glasses an they fell off,  so i said "  HAHHAHAHAHA U STUPID FUCK YOU MISSED YOU HIT MY GLASSES AN KNOCKED THEM OFF BITCH,  TOM WINS",  he than said " no i win"  an stabbed me wit tha fuckin fork in tha eye,   i yelled out  " AH YOU STUPID FUCK"  than my dad came out an said " WHAT THA FUCK DID YOU SAY TO ME",  he took tha fork outta my eye an stabbed me in tha other eye.
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Re: STUPID MAILMAN 2ND EDITION
« Reply #1 on: December 03, 2001, 02:08:07 PM »
come around me and i'm a pull the fork outta your other eye and pin your tongue to a table and stick the fork through it, peace.
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Re: STUPID MAILMAN 2ND EDITION
« Reply #2 on: December 03, 2001, 06:19:39 PM »

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it was a slow week,  it seemed like tha beef wit me an tha mail man was endin utill 2day,  i was walkin outta of my house an there he was,  I took my fork an "HAHAHA I GOT U KNOW IMMA STAB U MUTHAFUCKA"  he grabbed tha forked an tried to stab me in tha eye but he hit my glasses an they fell off,  so i said "  HAHHAHAHAHA U STUPID FUCK YOU MISSED YOU HIT MY GLASSES AN KNOCKED THEM OFF BITCH,  TOM WINS",  he than said " no i win"  an stabbed me wit tha fuckin fork in tha eye,   i yelled out  " AH YOU STUPID FUCK"  than my dad came out an said " WHAT THA FUCK DID YOU SAY TO ME",  he took tha fork outta my eye an stabbed me in tha other eye.


BULL SHIT
u have to make it more believable then that
shit, get a life
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Re: STUPID MAILMAN 2ND EDITION
« Reply #3 on: December 03, 2001, 06:22:14 PM »
hmmmmmm

well........*Ny Ny beat comes on* ;D ;D ;D



New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg Pound

Verse One: Kurupt

It's the incredible, the lyrical
You can't be me like Niece, to see me is gonna take a miracle
I'm driving motherfuckers hysterical, with a
touch of this twister, stylistic mixture
What I create pulsates, there is no escape
Annihilate your mental mindstate
Dre labels my vocabulary abusive
I packs more knowledge than Confuscius, I'm deadly
Induce you like Medusa, with thoughts to shed
And niggaz throughout this hemisphere, far and near
Prepare, catch me chillin like the winter
Up against the number one contender, as I enter
Cause I gets heated like friction
Motherfuck your whole jurisdiction, react this fact not fiction
Telepathic addiction, to this homicidal recital
Dangerous and vital to all my rivals
Suicidal, brainwaves conveys
To the average motherfucker's minds these days
I'm all ready to put work in
Take ten steps and turn to shoot the first nigga smirkin
Give a FUCK, what's your name, what you claim
Or why you came, motherfucker don't explain
Simply, don't tempt me, cause I'm simply
Layin hoes lifes empty, the invicible MC

Chorus One

Chorus Two: Snoop

Too much, I serve too many people, too much
It's too much, I serve too many people
And when I finish servin ain't gon be no sequel

Chorus One and Two

Verse Two: Kurupt

Gimme a couple G's, for every MC, I knocked to his knees
Verbally useless, oh you got the juice?  I squeeze you juiceless
The barbaric, versatile, you're no kin to me
So how the fuck you inherit my style?
Now, out the clear blue sky, I can't deny
Not a day goes by, don't get high, don't ask why
Tonight's the night for me to rip microphones
Into bits and pieces lyrical telekinesis
Gets me into verbally vindictive
Violent vocabulary bobs to existance
Catch me in the pitch black path
I sit and let the sick thought pass through my mental
till I hear an instrumental
And detrimental verbals get to spittin
The highest in intellect, try connectin with the written
Now they faced with the forbidden, vocally chosen
To explore new terrain, then remain unseen, throughout the war
Dips like a low-low, with my verbal fo'-fo'
The cocoa complexion MC with the slow flow
Fo sho', I takes it to you from the do'
Motherfucker, mentally I go hardco' (you know!)
I disconnect ya, Kurupter, MC to vocally
bore your whole molecular, structure
Catastrophic, mystic as Mixelplix
Hittin MC's like picks the deadliest lyricist

Chorus One and Two: repeat 2X

[Kurupt]
We live... tonight I serve two thousand MC's
We live... cause can't none fuck with the DPG'z
[Daz]
We live (baby) because tonight I serve two thousand MC's
We live (baby) none can fuck with the DPG'z
[Snoop]
DPGC, ba-by
ABC the DPG'z
Ba-by...

Verse Three: Kurupt

Eryday, I bust rhymes and recite
In ways that make MC's stop in daylight
I'm the deadlies MC you wanna see on the streets
Invincibility is what makes me complete, compete
Nah you can't even fade me
I fuck, you, your momma, your auntie, and your lady...
*bzzt to static*



[Krayzie Bone - repeat 4X]
There's always something you got to give up (Yeah, I know)
If you want everything you want (But shit I don't know, I don't know)

[Krayzie Bone]
My life is a jungle, I struggle hustle Monday through Sunday
They tell me the world is mine but shit I don't want it, who want it?
How could it be mine and I'm still hungry, still hungry
Lost and lonely - so I holler at the voices of the wind as a friend
But I predicted this endin, back in the day
Cuz I had visions of bad decisions knew niggaz would go astray
Although we pray and we pray and we pray
We do but still wanna make the loot
No more united, divided we fall, nigga and hard
We all dealt fucked up cards but don't complain;
just play the hand that you was dealt
You play 'em right you prevail - you play 'em wrong then you fail
It ain't hard to tell, when you been headed for self destruction
Cause I, could look at the piece of the puzzle
It ain't no love involved - everything we was dissolved
We all hard as one, but together we raw
And there ain't a nigga that can fuck wit that
We split up, we tied up, my nigga wassup wit that
Lettin the devil get in, to the pen
Devils pretendin to be friends
We was taken by that snake in the grass
Should of stuck the nigga fast
Yeah, that motherfuckin snake in the grass
We dropped our guards and he got inside us like a virus
Now our family reunion done turned into a family crisis

[Bizzy Bone - repeat 4X]
There's always something you got to give up..
If you want everything you want..

[Bizzy Bone]
I was never on some solo shit
Always down to roll and blow a head off
He dead off and don't know me, don't tell me you love me
When I was lonely and my daddy died
all of my niggaz came to the church
And thanks for comin, I'm still stressed out over the death
When I take my breath and puff my cigarette
I think the world is just collapsin
But I'm still rappin get it all off my chest
So I came back to the action
When the bird was flyin, low, and laughin
Family bashin 'til it just happened
Then Wally passed - and he asked me, "Wasn't it tragic?"
Louie askin me if he'll ever come back so hard
We tell the truth, no use in beatin around the bush
Baby I'm sorry.. it's alllll in the game
Throwin up blood - fuck it Layz'
Let's sign our life awayyy..

[Wish Bone]
Now see me? I ain't givin up a motherfuckin thang
It's hard to come by - and I ain't no bitch nigga
Shit been in some robberies and walkbys
and you don't want that; neither do I
But I will, I will - cause I'm a hustler, hustler
High 'til I die, I'm gon' get mine
Even if it mean murder, gettin caught, fuck it let me fry
Know it's hectic, niggaz start shit nowadays..
But I'm a hustler just like you, don't bring that shit my way

[Layzie Bone (Bizzy Bone) - repeat 4X]
Well if there's somethin you can't give up (would ya give it up)
To get everything you want (I can feel the love)

[Layzie Bone]
Hell naw I'll be thugged out nigga, turned out nigga
Runnin wit niggaz thats killas;
the realest that be shermed out nigga
Spittin my prophecy ain't no stoppin me
I'm comin through with the motherfuckin shotty
I really don't wanna hurt nobody; just kill off Illuminati
Fuck the D-E-A and the F-B-I
I-R-S can kiss my ass, U-C-P-D, F-C-C
Y'all better quit too 'fore a nigga come blast you
Blast you - "Hit 'Em Up" like 'Pac did
Take 'em hostage, terrorize and torture
Your ghetto resource'll be pay back, pay back
Little Lay dat, young nigga with scrilla
and bitch I thought you knew
You got a beam on me? I got a beam on you
You fuck wit me? I'ma fuck wit you
Beeitch! Like it always be
Y'all bitches gon' have to kill me, feel me!
You gon' have to pop me, to even try to stop me from grindin
I'm leavin you blinded by the size of Mo Thugs 'til you find us
All the nigga know what the hood like
In the streets gotta get that good life
Sellin that yea up under the street light
It's the hood life, don't fight
A nigga want out but just can't get out;
so I guess I gots to face it
All them dreams of havin big thangs, I'm still gon' chase it

[Krayzie Bone - repeat 4X]
It's always somethin' you got to give up (Yeah, I know)
If you want everything you want (But shit, I don't know, I don't know)

[Flesh-N-Bone]
Here they come, wait can I barktalk Bone, jumpin it feelin
Better now, better hit 'em with the future shot
But feelin like Pac, that's what the guy thought
But this shit don't stop, I send much love to the pop
Droppin this shit today, we kickin this thug music
Better love us, so when I love smokin buds on the bus
See we gone sells out that'll make you lust
My nigga don't play too close, my thugs in heaven and shit
My niggas'll pop with the pistols, and snap out the holsters
And cover a snitch all wet
Why the fuck could not he write me S-E-T for the second sincerely
We baggin 'em up rollin niggas and throwin 'em in the wasteland
Soldier, told ya nigga we gone have our time
Like daughters in heaven don't tell him, on his knee
He's fell, he better hope he don't fall victim
Niggas pick up another, then they run
But I'm through with the body bitch ah
But when they want it, yea he just in the business
Flesh givin you pain or pleasure, whatever you want I'ma bring
Young, but them package you'll be impressed

Repeat until fade:
[LB] If it was somethin you can't give up
[KB] Yea I know (Would ya give it up)
[LB] To get everything you want
[KB} But shit I don't know I don't know (I can feel the looooovvee)


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Re: STUPID MAILMAN 2ND EDITION
« Reply #4 on: December 03, 2001, 07:16:00 PM »

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BULL SHIT
u have to make it more believable then that
shit, get a life

um...... fuck you,  i hope you have a fuckin stroke,  bitch made muthafucka,  i hope some1 puts a fuckin bullet in yo skull
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Re: STUPID MAILMAN 2ND EDITION
« Reply #5 on: December 03, 2001, 07:36:21 PM »
Dont take ur anger out on me yeah 35 year old livin in parents basement loser
LOL damn i still get laughs over how sad u are
and know ur goin to the internet for atention?
damn i feel sorrry for u man
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Re: STUPID MAILMAN 2ND EDITION
« Reply #6 on: December 03, 2001, 08:34:46 PM »

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it was a slow week,  it seemed like tha beef wit me an tha mail man was endin utill 2day,  i was walkin outta of my house an there he was,  I took my fork an "HAHAHA I GOT U KNOW IMMA STAB U MUTHAFUCKA"  he grabbed tha forked an tried to stab me in tha eye but he hit my glasses an they fell off,  so i said "  HAHHAHAHAHA U STUPID FUCK YOU MISSED YOU HIT MY GLASSES AN KNOCKED THEM OFF BITCH,  TOM WINS",  he than said " no i win"  an stabbed me wit tha fuckin fork in tha eye,   i yelled out  " AH YOU STUPID FUCK"  than my dad came out an said " WHAT THA FUCK DID YOU SAY TO ME",  he took tha fork outta my eye an stabbed me in tha other eye.


lol... i believe you
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Re: STUPID MAILMAN 2ND EDITION
« Reply #7 on: December 03, 2001, 08:36:12 PM »
LOL@tom .. nice one

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« Reply #8 on: December 03, 2001, 08:44:32 PM »

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Dont take ur anger out on me yeah 35 year old livin in parents basement loser
LOL damn i still get laughs over how sad u are
and know ur goin to the internet for atention?
damn i feel sorrry for u man


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Re: STUPID MAILMAN 2ND EDITION
« Reply #9 on: December 03, 2001, 10:37:45 PM »
that wasn funny at all... i think u got a bit excited from tha mad review on ur previous one... this one got me thinken ur low on ideas... try again lata

n oh yeah WS iz a fucken hoe... really
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Re: STUPID MAILMAN 2ND EDITION
« Reply #10 on: December 04, 2001, 07:24:27 AM »

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that wasn funny at all... i think u got a bit excited from tha mad review on ur previous one... this one got me thinken ur low on ideas... try again lata

n oh yeah WS iz a fucken hoe... really

yea i know it sucked this week,  an WS really believes im 37,  i bet nutin gets by him
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Re: STUPID MAILMAN 2ND EDITION
« Reply #11 on: December 04, 2001, 07:49:42 AM »
nice one ;) but the other was waaay better  ;D ;D ;D

WS youz a hoe
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Re: STUPID MAILMAN 2ND EDITION
« Reply #12 on: December 04, 2001, 07:58:39 AM »
I Didn't Laugh At That, BUT, If You Made It Into Short Film, Then It Would Be Funny.
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« Reply #13 on: December 04, 2001, 01:18:26 PM »
yeah ok tom go talk to a girl
LOL
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Re: STUPID MAILMAN 2ND EDITION
« Reply #14 on: December 04, 2001, 05:36:47 PM »

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yeah ok tom go talk to a girl
LOL

good one,  i dont care what you say b/c its obvious that your a fuckin idiot to actually believe im 35 an live in my parents basement,  an i dont have to talk to girls,  just show your mom 2 dollars an she'll suck my cock,  mr.  tough guy talkin shit over tha computer,  you wouldnt talk shit to some1 in there face cuz your proberly 5'3 120 pounds,  14 years old,  ight i would fuck you up,  i dont care if you dont believe,  you dont fuck wit some1 angry at tha world cuz they dont give a fuck,  now sayin this is senseless,  cuz whats tha point,  tryin to show what a punk u r
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