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skeetabugg314:

--- Quote from: A Gwen Stefani groupie named Kill on October 16, 2004, 06:07:26 AM ---
--- Quote from: skeetabugg314 on October 15, 2004, 02:16:11 PM ---Fuck THOUGH I KNeW that shit was garbage, take it back to the lab faggot..lol
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he's better than you actually....................................................IMO

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I guess everybody has there own opinion..lol...it seems like you're kinda on his nuts though, let him handle his own shit for once...

Kill:
^ yeah, i will, i'm not on his nuts, it's just my opinion

Miss NWA Whoorider:
yeah you are on his nuts,your swinging on his nutzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

TraceOneInfinite:

--- Quote from: Now_I_Know on October 07, 2004, 10:39:01 PM ---I feel pressure on my shoulder & tension in my muscles
A moor of thoughts, festooned with all my struggles
My troubles, a puddle of mud, life under rubble
Everything's extemporaneous, I lose my breath when I hustle
As tears drip, I'm fearless, appearance...
is the covering to my soul, I'd rather be jumping off a sheer cliff
Insufferable noise is the soundtrack to my existence
But I mask that with music, because the outside world's resistance
So imperceptible it's incredible, it pulls me back to reality
I'm not aware if it's just me, inclination is abnormality
Bells ring loudly awaken my mental hell
I see devils with halos, hearing their gentle yells
Soul can't escape, even though it's suffering
But maybe I'm just a coward who needs some toughening

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That was deep, nice rhyme, maybe what Saul Williams says is true, and you'll be able to alter your condition through the power of your own words.

Now_Im_Not_Banned:

--- Quote from: Allah's Slave: Abdul-Infinite on December 02, 2004, 08:51:29 AM ---
--- Quote from: Now_I_Know on October 07, 2004, 10:39:01 PM ---I feel pressure on my shoulder & tension in my muscles
A moor of thoughts, festooned with all my struggles
My troubles, a puddle of mud, life under rubble
Everything's extemporaneous, I lose my breath when I hustle
As tears drip, I'm fearless, appearance...
is the covering to my soul, I'd rather be jumping off a sheer cliff
Insufferable noise is the soundtrack to my existence
But I mask that with music, because the outside world's resistance
So imperceptible it's incredible, it pulls me back to reality
I'm not aware if it's just me, inclination is abnormality
Bells ring loudly awaken my mental hell
I see devils with halos, hearing their gentle yells
Soul can't escape, even though it's suffering
But maybe I'm just a coward who needs some toughening

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That was deep, nice rhyme, maybe what Saul Williams says is true, and you'll be able to alter your condition through the power of your own words.

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Thanks again...

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