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ReNeGaDe wrote:Eminem – Square Dance :emo-thumb hans texter gör mig varm i mina hotpants.
😀Eminem – Big Weenie
Också ganska…bra text.
:up:Jag måste nog säga att 3:e versen är bäst:
Alright now we, we’re going to conduct
That experiment that we were talking about earlier
Just to see what a frog looks like
When he takes 2 hits of exctasy
Cause that’s exactly what your eyes look like
Wanna check to see? Here’s a mirror
Notice the resemblance here?
Wait let me put these sun glasses on
Now look in this mirror, how bout’ now
What do you have in common?
You’re both green with envy and look like idiots with sunglasses on em’
You look like I sound like, singing about weenies
Now take my weenie out of your mouth
This is between me and you
I know you’re not happy,
I know you’d much rather see my lying
In the corner of a room somewhere crying
Curled up in a ball, tweaked out of my mind dying
There’s no denying
That my weenie is much bigger than yours is
Mine is like stickin a banana in between 2 oranges
Why are you even doin this to yourself?
It’s pointless,
Why do we have to keep on going through this?
This is torturous
My point is this, that if you say mean things,
You’re weenie will shrink
Now I forgot what the chorus is..Austin Howard – Heaven Knows, Soundtracket från filmen Rise Of The Footsoldier:buttrock:
[youtube=0Cd5OhZaFIQ]Tupac – Aint hard to find
I been ballin since my adolecsent years steady climbin
I heard a rumour I died, murdered in cold blood dramatized
Pictures of me in my final stage you know Mama cried
But that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted
Like I no longer existed, mysteriously missin
Although I’m worldwide, baby I ain’t hard to find
Why I spend most of my time on California crime
Watching for thievin I’m cautious it’s like I’m barely breathin
Puttin a bullet in mutherfuckers give me a reason
See me and hope I’m intoxicated or slightly faded
You tried to play me now homicide is my only payment
I’m addicted to currency in this life I lead
Why the fuck you cowards be runnin, too scared to fight a G
For the life of me, I cannot see
How motherfuckers picture livin life after a night of fuckin around with me
And if you don’t like this rhyme
then bring your big bad ass to California, cause we ain’t hard to find
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