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[QUOTE=Tyr;15922150]I always take the bus, or rather, the subway.
And, Allen, here it's the same old thang going down.[/QUOTE] Me too. Bus, Streetcar and Subway. |
i drive. theres very little public transport round here and the stuff there is doesnt go where i wanna be
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I don't mind taking the school shuttle or metro here but the public buses are awful.
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I have to get rides from my friends/parents when I'm without my car, no transit stuff where i live, kinda sucks.
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Public transport. sucks around here. Plus, only freaks and homeless people ride buses.
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we have a train north to sydney and south to nowra and a bus to the uni which i no longer attend thats about it really
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I take the bus around here, the system is decent.
Plus I get to meet weird people. Like a few weeks ago there was this old guy who randomly started a conversation with me because of my Megadeth shirt and told me how he used to sell weed to Pantera. He also mentioned he was from Oklahoma about 4 times. |
[QUOTE=Deth;15922353]I take the bus around here, the system is decent.
Plus I get to meet weird people. Like a few weeks ago there was this old guy who randomly started a conversation with me because of my Megadeth shirt and told me how he used to sell weed to Pantera. He also mentioned he was from Oklahoma about 4 times.[/QUOTE] awesome |
[QUOTE=Deth;15922353]I take the bus around here, the system is decent.
Plus I get to meet weird people. Like a few weeks ago there was this old guy who randomly started a conversation with me because of my Megadeth shirt and told me how he used to sell weed to Pantera. He also mentioned he was from Oklahoma about 4 times.[/QUOTE] Where's he from? |
lol i met some crazies on the greyhound from detroit to NY
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Iced Earth is pretty bitchin
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[QUOTE=Scientist;15922397]Iced Earth is pretty bitchin[/QUOTE]
Indeed |
necrophagist are pretty bitchin
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[QUOTE=Angmar;15922443]Indeed[/QUOTE]
You may have seen that I scrobbled a few of their songs already. |
NP: Geto Boys - Damn It Feels Good To Be A Gangsta
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I love that song.
Makes me feel like a gansta *** nigga. |
that was probably the lamest response possible.
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pretty much
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says the guy with the KISS avatar
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yah man its awesome
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Kiss is the bees knees.
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its the bees peen tbh
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Yeah, it was a pretty terrible response but I couldn't think of anything else to say.
/late |
It's because gangsta *** niggas don't think.
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nemesis style be tired
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Arrest that man
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[QUOTE=Bordello;15922612]nemesis style be tired[/QUOTE]
rhymes is wack he best get out da game |
[QUOTE=pixiesfanyo;15922636]Arrest that man[/QUOTE]
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One minute to midnight we hit the street,
cold as a cadaver, hard as concrete. Doomsday's packing a baby Mac, got my AK-47 and the nine in my back. The Alpine's glowing, P-E's flowing, got my swerve on tight and my game face showing. Them damn punks are gonna pay, the Hawk's on the case a bird of prey. Then up ahead cold chilling in the street, six mother****ers from MIT. I flick off the safety, check my grip, and load a dum-dum clip. I glance at the Doom to make sure he's packed, his fingers on the trigger of his baby Mac. Time to give a Newtonian demonstration, of a bullet its mass and its acceleration. Nine on my lap AK in my hand, I roll up slow like a snake in the sand. I wait till I'm sure they can see my face, then I bust out slugs to the beat of the bass. The street's sketched out in the full moon light, MIT punks dying left and right. There's nowhere to run don't even try, cause all my shootings be drivebys. |
And im out in 6 5' hardtop impala lookin for that 187
there we go and right behind em bustin wit my mack 11 straight bumpa to bumpa 12 gage pump was that little X loccsta givin up his set dumpin on niggas just like hes supposed ta nigga this is real deal **** its not about crip or blood it's about pay back that family loves so nigga now **** yo whole click like 24 deep they tryin ta kill me fo my ****in tapes them baby rapes so nigga get out my ****in face If I was really bangin niggaz would know cause I'd have they whole set lookin like L.A. when da earthquake hit nigga ****in wit my tek I'm from da garden blocc No matter what nobody say I'm makin my money and not lettin that bangin **** get in my way Niggaz get mad they wanna see the lynch rippin I'm wearing blue yeah but mother****er I ain't even trippin but for cousin Q-Ball, Mr.Doc,and Sicx my cousin eclipse and 2 of my kidz nigga catch these clips |
One for Charlie Hustle, two for Steady Rock
Three for the fourth comin live future shock It's five dimensions, six senses Seven firmaments of heaven to hell 8 Million Stories to tell Nine planets faithfully keep in orbit with the probable tenth, the universe expands length The body of my text posess extra strength Power-liftin powerless up, out of this, towerin inferno My ink so hot it burn through the journal I'm blacker than midnight on Broadway and Myrtle Hip-Hop past all your tall social hurdles like the nationwide projects, prison-industry complex Working class poor better keep your alarm set Streets too loud to ever hear freedom ring Say evacuate your sleep, it's dangerous to dream for cha-ching cats get {{they}} CHA-POW, {{you}} dead now Killin fields need blood to graze the cash cow {{It's a numbers game}}, but **** don't add up somehow Like I got, sixteen to thirty-two bars to rock it but only 15% of profits, ever see my pockets like sixty-nine billion in the last twenty years spent on national defense but folks still live in fear like nearly half of America's largest cities is one-quarter black That's why they gave Ricky Ross all the crack Sixteen ounces to a pound, twenty more to a ki A five minute sentence hearing and you're no longer free 40% of Americans own a cell phone so they can hear, everything that you say when you ain't home I guess, Michael Jackson was right, "You Are Not Alone" Rock your hardhat black cause you in the Terrordome full of hard niggaz, large niggaz, dice tumblers Young teens and prison greens facin life numbers Crack mothers, crack babies and AIDS patients Young bloods can't spell but they could rock you in PlayStation This new math is whippin mother****ers *** You wanna know how to rhyme you better learn how to add It's mathematics Yo, it's one universal law but two sides to every story Three strikes and you be in for life, manditory Four MC's murdered in the last four years I ain't tryin to be the fifth one, the millenium is here Yo it's 6 Million Ways to Die, from the seven deadly thrills Eight year olds gettin found with {{.9 mils}} It's 10 P.M., where your seeds at? What's the deal He on the hill puffin krill to keep they belly filled Light in the *** with heavy steel, sights on the pretty **** in life Young soldiers tryin to earn they next stripe When the average minimum wage is $5.15 You best believe you gotta find a new grind to get cream The white unemployment rate, is nearly more than triple for black so frontliners got they gun in your back Bubblin crack, jewel theft and robbery to combat poverty and end up in the global jail economy Stiffer stipulations attached to each sentence Budget cutbacks but increased police presence And even if you get out of prison still livin join the other five million under state supervision This is business, no faces -- just lines and statistics from your phone, your zip code, to S-S-I digits The system break man, child, and women into figures Two columns for who is, and who ain't niggaz Numbers is hard to feel and they never have feelings but you push too hard, even numbers got limits Why did one straw break the camel's back? Here's the secret: the million other straws underneath it - it's all mathematics |
What be shaking?
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Pictures don't speak,
and so it was said. So break this frame and let the glass drip down your face. All I can do is look, don't touch, So open your mouth and let your words pour free like mine. Teach me your music. Show me how to break your wrists On the grounds of a girl breaking your heart. Does this make sense? But it works better. Make your face shine through these shades of black and white and make your words lift off the page and scream. I will clailm this day all my own, No one else, all my own selfish needs. am i doing it rite :confused: |
What's everyone up to tonight?
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Spam apparently.
I was supposed to see a movie, but **** fell through. Cancelled at the last minute cuz she had an article to finish. |
[QUOTE=Kage;15923339]What's everyone up to tonight?[/QUOTE]
Tonight (today actually), I attend to my newfound last.fm obssession. Tomorrow (today actually), I chill with friends. We gonna be bongslammin' new-school style yo. I'll probably have to study n' **** over the weekend. |
[QUOTE=Kage;15923339]What's everyone up to tonight?[/QUOTE]
i got a g of beasters for $10 so im chillin |
They may be as old as the internet, but the dubbed GI joe shorts are still ****ing hilarious.
"Im a computer! Stop all da downloading!" |
[QUOTE=Kingofdudes;15923455]They may be as old as the internet, but the dubbed GI joe shorts are still ****ing hilarious.
"Im a computer! Stop all da downloading!"[/QUOTE] Reminds me of [i]Aladdin from Compton[/i] [url]http://youtube.com/watch?v=R3MotOO-atQ[/url] "You want crack or not? It's in mah stomach, bitch." |
[QUOTE]I was supposed to see a movie, but **** fell through. Cancelled at the last minute cuz she had an article to finish.[/QUOTE]
What movie? I went and saw [I]No Country for Old Men[/I] last night. It was okay, not as good as I thought it would be. |
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