Forum: The Classroom
Topic: Zero Tolerance this...
started by: Spydir

Posted by Spydir on Jul. 09 2001,18:03
if you can name this song I'll mail you a bootleg of the CD

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Posted by kornalldaway on Jul. 09 2001,18:42
FROM: BLAZE YA DEAD HOMIE EP
Song name: I Go To Work

This message has been edited by kornalldaway on July 10, 2001 at 01:46 PM


Posted by askheaves on Jul. 09 2001,19:00
Wonderful use of iambic pentameter.
Posted by Spydir on Jul. 09 2001,19:54
... damn you kornalldaway...

email me with your snail mail adress if you want the bootleg.

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Posted by Spydir on Jul. 10 2001,05:59
I'm the dead body creepin' through the streets on the East side
Took about 3 shots, victim of a homicide
Do a drive by in a second
Leave ya all bloody, and tattered lying on the pavement
Nothing can save ya, when I'm in a homicidal rage
Nut up, and then start unloading the 12 gauge
Sawed off pump in your ass bitch
Say your prayers bitch
Cause your headed to the casket
Then to the graveyard
A lil advice, never perpetrate and act hard
Cause when you are dead, muthafucka aint shit to lose
Still gettin my hustle on, and payin helly dues
Aint got shit to prove to you marks and you bustas
Always stay strapped cause you know I cant trust ya
Lights out, before I put ya in the dirt
It's ya dead homie Blaze, bitch I go to work

I go to work everyday
Baggin up yag
Clockin' major chedda loke
I'm all about my paper roll
I go to work on the East side jackin sucka bitches rides
Doin hella drive bys just another homicide
I go to work everyday
Baggin up yag
Clockin' major chedda loke
I'm all about my paper roll
I go to work on the East side jackin sucka bitches rides
Doin hella drive bys just another homicide

I go to work in my neighborhood
Puffin' on blunts, baggin up yag and always up to no good
Cause I'm a gansta, been to the grave and back
So stop on my corner, and get your fuckin' car jacked
Cause I don't play like my homies always say
We runnin' with a hatchet Psychopathic ay yay
Every day ya homie Blaze, is on the streets
Bouncin' downtown, brandishing heat
Until just the other day when I was walkin on my own
A sucka tried to hit me for my stack and my cell phone
Tried to play me G, till he got a peek of my pitch black eyes
Right before I shattered his teeth, and broke his jaw
Then watched him fall, lifeless
You should have seen his face it was priceless
Just another lesson hoe, with disgression hoe
Cause through the streets I lurk, I go to work

I go to work everyday
Baggin up yag
Clockin' major chedda loke
I'm all about my paper roll
I go to work on the East side jackin sucka bitches rides
Doin hella drive bys just another homicide
I go to work everyday
Baggin up yag
Clockin' major chedda loke
I'm all about my paper roll
I go to work on the East side jackin sucka bitches rides
Doin hella drive bys just another homicide

Now I'm rollin in the jacked up bucket
Bumpin' Twiztid, puffin herb like fuck it
Make a left on the one way, thats when the boys in blue
Got behing me with they lights and sirens
30 seconds of silence, then I unloaded the clip
Pumpin' on pigs wit the hollow point tips
So don't trip, I still gots to get my grip
Rollin down the street, leavin em bleedin' by the scene
Then a right, left then a right, to a chop shop
Sold the bucket and a rock
To a smoked out bitch in a '92 Ranger
That's the way it is in the life of a gangsta
Or a hustla, quick to dust ya
I could lose an arm, and still murder 40 of ya
Watch ya back when Blaze get his smirk on
You could be the next muthafucka I go to work on

I go to work everyday
Baggin up yag
Clockin' major chedda loke
I'm all about my paper roll
I go to work on the East side jackin sucka bitches rides
Doin hella drive bys just another homicide
I go to work everyday
Baggin up yag
Clockin' major chedda loke
I'm all about my paper roll
I go to work on the East side jackin sucka bitches rides
Doin hella drive bys just another homicide

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Posted by jiggyfresh on Jul. 11 2001,01:12
hey spydir, dont i owe you a yanni cd? that was my bad, there was problems at the post office when i tried to mail it to you covered in fire works and a letter that said "this cd is da BOMB" needless to say ive got a red flag next to my name..

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Posted by Spydir on Jul. 11 2001,04:00
yeah man! I want my damned Yanni CD!! I need something for my mom's birthday this weekend...

anyways, kornalldaway, if you emailed me and didn't get a responce, my bad, my email was fucked up. If you really want the cd, email me again. Otherwise, I'll put up some other "Really Bad Song" and see if anyone can name it, and they'll get a bootleg cd...

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Posted by Blowgoats on Jul. 11 2001,20:23
The sigh of summer upon my return
Fifteen alike since I was here
Bathed in deep fog, blurring my trail
Snuffing the first morning rays

Weary from what might have been ages
Still calm with my mind at peace
Would I prosper or fall, drain the past
The lapse of the moment took its turn

I was foul and tainted, devoid of faith
Wearing my death-mask at birth
The hands of God, decrepit and thin
Cold caress and then nothing
I was taken away from my plight
A treason bestowed to the crowd
Branded a jonah with fevered blood
Ungodly freak, defiler

Pale touch, writhing in the embers
Damp mud burning in my eyes
All the faces turned away
And all would sneer at my demise

Outcast with dogmas forged below
Seared and beaten, banished from where I was born
No mercy would help me on my way
In the pouring rain nothing is the same

Vows in ashes
I pledge myself to no-one
Seethed and spiteful
All shudder at the call of my name
If you'll bear with me
You'll fear of me

There is no forgiveness in there eyes
For any of you but one
Dispel the mist for now
Melinda is the reason why I've come

She is waterdrops over the pyre
A thistle in my hands
Staned and torn, aged and brown
Virtous shell with kindred innocence

I awoke from the miasma
Passing swiftly through the moor
This is here, waters stir
And in the distance all that was lost
If you'll bear with me
You'll fear of me
You'd never leave me to
A fate with you

If anyone here can name this song, I'll be greatly impressed.

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Posted by kornalldaway on Jul. 11 2001,20:34
Opeth - Still Life
The Moor


Posted by Spydir on Jul. 11 2001,23:13
I'm just curious. Are you running the lyrics through lyrics.com or something (that's a site, isn't it?) and getting it, or did you know these?

Either way, if I decide on doing another one of these, there's no way in hell you could find it on any site besides the band's site, and they don't put the lyrics up on the page. You'd have to know the band.

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Posted by SLATE on Jul. 12 2001,04:51
quote:
Originally posted by Spydir:

Either way, if I decide on doing another one of these, there's no way in hell you could find it on any site besides the band's site, and they don't put the lyrics up on the page. You'd have to know the band.


There is always a way, my friend.


Posted by Spydir on Jul. 12 2001,07:04
seeing as how I just realized a new CD I really really really want is comming out tuesday, and I'll barely have enough to send kornalldaway's cd to him, I'll devulge the info on the song none of you could name.

I'll start with this: Have you ever heard of L.U.Cipha?

edit: anyways, who said you were my friend? I don't know you. Punk.

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This message has been edited by Spydir on July 13, 2001 at 02:06 AM


Posted by Blowgoats on Jul. 14 2001,20:36
quote:
Originally posted by Spydir:
I'm just curious. Are you running the lyrics through lyrics.com or something (that's a site, isn't it?) and getting it, or did you know these?
Duuuhhh...

No, I like to find random lyrics from bands that I've never heard of and have no meaning to me and post them.../sarcasam

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Posted by Spydir on Jul. 15 2001,00:26
you know, reading back over that, I don't see a single thing asking what you think, Blowgoats.

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