Mig og Kim og ham den store Ole
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- ForfatterEmne
- 03/09/2009 kl. 23:46#0
Vi går på den jyske håndværkerskole
mit navn det er sgu adam
og du får tæsk hvis du syns min bil den er klam
med min tommelstok bajer og en pakke smøger
med mit håndværkergrej kan jeg vise dig løjerAdam ååh Adam mit navn er Adam og alle syns jeg kan mit kram
Det kan ordnes med en negleklipper
- ForfatterEmne
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- 04/09/2009 kl. 09:52 #16
Jeg vågner op i en opgang
der var åbenbart for lang vej hjem
jeg tar mig til hovedet
for jeg har grusomme tømmermænd
min sandpapirstunge
trænger til at blive skrabet ud
der er bræksmag i munden
og mine tænder er ved at falde udjeg vakler ud på gaden
hvor folk ser mærkeligt på mig
de gemmer børnene væk
og vender sig den anden vej
hvor jeg er ved jeg ikke men jeg ved jeg vil drikke
min hals den er tør gi mig sprut før jeg dør
jeg burde gå hjemad men benene går fremad
de har spottet en bodega så der går jeg ind ogsir alkohol jeg vil drikke mig så fuld at jeg bliver en mongol
alkohol
så fuld at jeg må køres væk i en rullestol.
alkohol.
drikker du nok bliver helmuth kohl et idol
alkohol
hvis jeg fik lov ville sejle gondol i alkohol
på bodegaen er der venner
ja nogen jeg har drukket med før
efter tre elefanter
så er halsen ikke længere så tør
jeg har stadig penge så jeg blir her nok længe
hvor der vodka er der glæde det var
breschniev der sagde det
der er sprut der er bajer lad os gøre som vi plejer
lad os drikke os dumme og så brække os i en klummeit aint an orgy 'till I show up
04/09/2009 kl. 09:55 #17Arrrr’
When he was young youd not find him doing well in school,
His mind would turn unto the waters.
Always the focus of adolescent ridicule,
He has no time for farmers daughters.
Alienated from the clique society,
A lonely boy finds peace in fishing.
His mother says john this is not the way lifes supposed to be.
Dont you see the life that you are missing?
And he says…
When I grow up I want to be,
One of the harvesters of the sea.
I think before my days are done,
I want to be a fisherman.Now years gone by we find man that rules the sea.
He sets out on a dark may morning .
To bring his catch back to this small community.
He doesnt see the danger dawning.
Four hours up, oh the ocean swelled and swelled,
The fog rolled in it started raining.
The starboard bow. oh my God were going down!
The do not hear his frantic mayday.
And he says
When I grow up I want to be,
One of the harvesters of the sea.
I think before my days are done,
I want to be a fisherman.
Ill live and die a fisherman.
Calling john the fisherman.04/09/2009 kl. 10:16 #18Ok seriously you guys can we…ok…
I JIZZ RIGHT IN MY PANTS EVERY TIME YOU’RE NEXT TO ME
AND WHEN WE’RE HOLDING HANDS ITS LIKE HAVING SEX TO ME
YOU SAY IM PREMATURE I JUST CALL IT ECSTASY
I WEAR A RUBBER AT ALL TIMES ITS A NECESSITYCuz I
JIZZ…IN…MY PANTS
(I jizz in my pants, I jizz in my pants, yes I jizz in my pants, yes I jizz in my pants)
yes I JIZZ…IN…MY PANTSMake Them Or Take Them ¥ $ € £
04/09/2009 kl. 10:24 #19Well I fell into prison about a quarter till three
Where I found in my cell a glass waiting for me
So I filled what was empty and I pulled up a stool
But he stood in the corner, the old devil wouldn’t move
He said, “You drink when you’re lonely.” No I drink when I want!
He said, “You’ll never be sober.” Sure. Why would I want that?
I only drink to be merry but unfortunately
I’m in the wrong prison cell and the wrong company- Holger "A woman drove me to drink and I didn't even have the decency to thank her." - W. C. Fields
04/09/2009 kl. 10:27 #20Dear mama, they sentenced me to death
Today’s my final day, I’m countin every breath
I’m bitter cause I’m dyin, so much I haven’t seen
I know you never dreamed, your baby would be dead at 16
I got beef with a sick society that doesn’t give a shit
And they too quick to say goodbye to me
They tell me the preacher’s there for me
He’s a crook with a book, that motherfucker never cared for me
He’s only here to be sure
I don’t drop a dime to God bout the crimes he’s commitin
on the poor, and how can these people judge me?
They ain’t my peers and in all these years, they ain’t never love me
I never got to be a man, must be part of some big plan
to keep a nigga in the state pen
And to my homies out buryin motherfuckers
Steer clear of these Aryan motherfuckers
Cause once they got you locked up
They got you trapped, you’re better off gettin shot up
I’m convinced self-defense is the way
Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day
I wish I woulda known while I was out there
Now I’m straight headin for the chairBye bye, I was never meant to live
Can’t be positive, when the ghetto’s where we live
Bye bye, I was never meant to be
Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets
Bye bye, and I got no place to go…
Where you find me? 16 on Death RowAlcohol may be man's worst enemy, but the bible says love your enemy.
04/09/2009 kl. 10:29 #21Now, this is the story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I’d like to take a minute
Just sit right there
I’ll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel AirIn west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground was where I spent most of my days
Chillin’ out maxin’ relaxin’ all cool
And all shootin some b-ball outside of school
When a couple of guys
Who were up to no good
Startin making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
She said ‘You’re movin’ with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air’I begged and pleaded with her day after day
But she packed my suite case and sent me on my way
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket.
I put my walkman on and said, ‘I might as well kick it’.First class, yo this is bad
Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass.
Is this what the people of Bel-Air living like?
Hmmmmm this might be alright.But wait, I hear the prissy, booze, whine, all that
Is this the type of place that they should send this cool cat?
I don’t think sow
I’ll see when I get there
I hope they’re prepared for the prince of Bel-AirWell uh, the plane landed and when I came out
There was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out
I ain’t trying to get arrested yet.
I just got here!
I sprang with the quickness, like lightening disappearedI whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror
If anything I can say is that this cab was rare
But I thought ‘Nah forget it’ – ‘Yo homes to Bel Air’I pulled up to the house about seven or eight
And I yelled to the cabbie ‘Yo homes smell ya later’
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel AirMake Them Or Take Them ¥ $ € £
04/09/2009 kl. 10:29 #22i’ve been peein in a bottle, cause we been grinding all night.
i Peed on my mouse, im to tired to aim right.
think this game will kill me “lvl 60, lvl 60” only then will it release me.I'm gaming 20 hours straight, who are you calling Lazy?
04/09/2009 kl. 10:30 #23jeg siger hip hop
og hip hip hop
om sommeren går temperaturen op!Læs det med småt
04/09/2009 kl. 10:40 #24He’s gonna take you back to the past
To play the shitty games that suck ass
He’d rather have a buffallo
Take a diarrhea dump in his ear
He’d rather eat the rotten asshole
Of a road killed skunk and down it with beer
He’s the angriest gamer you’ve ever heard
He’s the Angry Nintendo Nerd
He’s the Angry Atari Sega Nerd
He’s the Angry Video Game NerdWhen you turn on the TV
Make sure it’s tuned to channel three
He’s got a nerdy shirt and a pocket pouch
Although I’ve never seen him write anything down
He’s got a powerglove and a dirty mouth
Armed with his zapper he will tear these games down
He’s the angriest gamer you’ve ever heard
He’s the Angry Nintendo Nerd
He’s the Angry Atari Sega Nerd
He’s the Angry Video Game NerdHe plays the worst games of all time
They’re horrible abominations of mankind
They make him so mad he can spit
Or say cowabunga, Cowa-fuckin’-piece’a dog shitThey rip you off and don’t care one bit
But this nerd, he doesn’t forget it
Why can’t a turtle swim? Why can’t I land the plane?
They got a quick buck for this shitload of fuck
The characters names are wrong. Why’s the password so long?
Why don’t the weapons do anything?
He’s the angriest gamer you’ve ever heard
These games suck so bad, he makes up his own words
He’s the angriest most pissed off gaming nerd
He’s the Angry…
Atari
Amiga
CDI
Colecovision
Intellivision
Sega
Neo Geo
Turbo Grafix 16
Odyssey
Commodore
3DO
Nintendo Nerd
He’s The Angry Video Game Nerd04/09/2009 kl. 11:03 #25For hvis jeg havde en pony
Og hvis du havde en pony
Så ku’ vi lave væddeløb
Det ku’ da være skæg!04/09/2009 kl. 11:05 #26Køre i en-zo.. en-zo ?
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