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Fair dinkum.

He's a mod.
'Tis enough.

If i sing a song,
will you sing along,
If i sing a song,
will you sing along,
If i sing a song,
will you sing along,
or should I just keep singing right here by myself?

Ba baba dada baba....

If i tell you I'm strong,
will you play along,
If i tell you I'm strong,
will you play along,
If i tell you I'm strong,
will you play along,
Or would you see I'm as insecure as everybody else

It's like..

Ba Ba Baba Daba ba....

If I follow along,
does it mean I belong,
If I follow along,
does it mean I belong,
If I follow along,
does it mean I belong,
or will I keep on feeling different from everybody else?

It's life...

Ba Bada Ba Ba Dababa.. Oh Oh Oh

If I sing a song, will you sing along,
If I sing a song, will you sing that song,
or should I just keep singing right here by myself

If I sing a song, will you sing along,
If I sing a song, should i just keep singing right here by,
should I just keep singing by myself

If I sing a song, would you sing along,
Would you, Could you Sing along
Should I just keep singing right here by, by myself

Should I, Should I

Sing a song, (baba) Sing along, (baba)
Would you still sing along, (baba)
Please, or should I just keep right here singing by myself

If I still sing a song (baba), would you sing along,
Sing with me, or just Take it home,
or I'll just keep singing right here by myself

*extracurricular twelfth post of the day*

"Skinnee Business" by 2 Skinnee J's

I said, "Yo, this is a mic test"
Are you ready for the 2 Skinnee likeness?
You gotta look hard to find cause we are not high profile
Can't catch us cause we go high speed mobile
So accept your fate, you're on the Skinnee time
We're copping cold jams as the riffage for the rhyme
We are the rap band who puts the band back in rap
So stand back and accept the slap or our tunes
They line the table cause to the ears they're food
Easy to swallow cause they come pre-chewed
My rhymes are unsightly, I say them uptightly,
But don't take me lightly cause we know you be sightly
Come to the stage, rock the mic cause we like it
Got out of our cage we got flaws we don't hide it
We're humble when we stumbe, not a king of the jungle
Just tumble out the tunes that you've never heard before
Hip hoppin, hard rockin, foot stompin gore
You've heard us once, now you gotta here some more

We've got some business that we got to fix
So we brought our Skinnee posse and our big fat mix
We got gainful employment so we don't have to rob
And if you buy our tape then we can quit our job
I ain't punching a clock and I ain't wearing a tie
Gonna do the Skinnee business till the day I die

Pay attention to my speakin as I rock your intellect
Come get your daily dose like an oral contraceptive
Respect this, cause I kill the ill at they conception
Let the Skinnee vibe as we strive for perfection
Use my tongue to kick it like Kung Fu...Shinobi
Found the fiends were hounding me like Ahab to Moby
I don't have no time to waste on bug competition
Put it all into rhyme, even the sink in the kitchen
I go on and on until my mission is completed, foes are defeated, mistakes are deleted
It's the tower of my life that I'm trying to erect
Over the blueprints of my soul I'm the Skinnee architect
So listen cause this one's for the people of the planet
We be brother and sister, like Tito and Janet
I'm Skinnee and I slam it
So please baby, please
With these I get my soul on and then the Skinnee's roll on
There's no business like Skinnee business, like no business I know
I got no business with that ho business cause that ho business gotta go
I trade a ho for a Ho-Ho, Twinkie, or a Ring Ding,
Onion ring, six-pack, Big Mac snack attack,
I like food and Betties, I'm hungry and I'm sweaty,
And I'm ready to get on with my business

We've got some business that we got to fix
So we brought our Skinnee posse and our big fat mix
We got gainful employment so we don't have to rob
And if you buy our tape then we can quit our job
I ain't punching a clock and I ain't wearing a tie
Gonna do the skinnee business till the day I die

True Blue.



You got me there. I'd have to be masochistic to put up with your crap.

Tim Tam slam.

Funniest thing I've seen all day.



Actually, though I like Tim-Tams, I prefer Lindt.

*extracurricular thirteenth post of the day*

"(718)" by 2 Skinnee J's

Come check us out we're two stereo bean poles
You say that you don't know but your Pinocchio nose grows
We're wanton juxtaposers any style that you like
Goes right into the mix, when we style on the mic.
We're analytical - ain't that political and yo,
We step up to the mic subject to ridicule
We're meticulous - ain't that ridiculous
We're in all seven seas - we're mobydickulous.
Well it's the hot chocolate kid from the 514
But now Brooklyn is the borough when I step out my door
We be All-City champions from Boogie Down to Staten
Full throttle out the bottle like the genie in Aladdin.
I arrive get live satisfy the curious,
As I sing a song of sixpence that leave you all delirious.
A hallucinogenic my phonetics get frenetic when I said it
My hyperbole is hyper, my energy kinetic

718, 718, people who lived in 212 now live in 718

I'm a creature, of my surroundings, or more likely of the creatures that surround me.
I live with rats and roaches swallowed whole like Jonas
I spent my rent so I road train coaches
Across the bridges to emigrate from 212 to 718
Who's its what itz I does this cause I love this,
I run right through the hole hitting hard like Dick Butkis

718, 718, people who lived in 212 now live in 718

The next person who posts lyrics will get a taste of dolor que inflige el truncheon.

Bring it on...


I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm, he came around like he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry
Well you couldnt be that man I adored
You dont seem to know, dont seem to care what your heart is for
But I dont know him anymore
Theres nothing where he used to lie
My conversation has run dry
Thats whats going on, nothings fine Im torn

Im all out of faith, this is how I feel
Im cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
Im wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
you're a little late, Im already torn

So I guess the fortune tellers right
Should have seen just what was there and not some holy light
To crawl beneath my veins and now
I dont care, I have no luck, I dont miss it all that much
Theres just so many things that I cant touch, Im torn

Im all out of faith, this is how I feel
Im cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
Im wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
you're a little late, Im already torn. torn.

Theres nothing where he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
Thats whats going on, nothings right, Im torn

Im all out of faith, this is how I feel
Im cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
Im wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
Im all out of faith, this is how I feel
Im cold and Im ashamed bound and broken on the floor
you're a little late, Im already torn

KITTIES!!

*Quatermass whacks Graelwyn over the head with a rubber chicken. With nails in it.*

*Graelwyn rams a thorny branch up Quater's Ass and kicks him away*

Ow. Ow. Ow.

*Pulls the branch out. Followed by a Holy Hand Grenade.*

Ah. I knew something I ate disagreed with me.

*Pulls the pin out.*

One, two, three!

*Throws the Holy Hand Grenade at Graelwyn, and it detonates in a violent conflagration.*