Awww, ain't that sweet?

BadMuther · Post by **BadMuther** » June 18th, 2004, 2:28 pm

FYI, your momma saw my dick last night...I would come up with my own stuff, but I'm getting too much ammo from your dad....

SNAP!

Vanillahatetrain.....

Parabellum · Post by **Parabellum** » June 18th, 2004, 3:07 pm

BadMuther wrote:FYI, your momma saw my dick last night...I would come up with my own stuff, but I'm getting too much ammo from your dad....

SNAP!

Vanillahatetrain.....

Or you are eating the Bacon Double burger with quadruple cheese, mayo, onions and a case of peanut butter for you to rub on yourself.

BadMuther · Post by **BadMuther** » June 18th, 2004, 3:12 pm

DoorGunner wrote:
BadMuther wrote:FYI, your momma saw my dick last night...I would come up with my own stuff, but I'm getting too much ammo from your dad....

SNAP!

Vanillahatetrain.....

He ain't getting shit from me Ranger h8train, ouch , stop hitting me with that friggin hose, god dam it I'll kick both of your asses. Ouch, shit, ouch.................... Leave me alone I'm old. I'll get the RVN group, there is 5 of us now. You guys are screwed. A couple of PM's and it's over for you two.

*If* you guys can remember where we are, and *if* you all get your Metamucil and your geritol, *Then* Hate and I will decist out of respect!

PS_hate this burger tastes good.......

Parabellum · Post by **Parabellum** » June 18th, 2004, 3:14 pm

BadMuther wrote:
DoorGunner wrote:
BadMuther wrote:FYI, your momma saw my dick last night...I would come up with my own stuff, but I'm getting too much ammo from your dad....

SNAP!

Vanillahatetrain.....

He ain't getting shit from me Ranger h8train, ouch , stop hitting me with that friggin hose, god dam it I'll kick both of your asses. Ouch, shit, ouch.................... Leave me alone I'm old. I'll get the RVN group, there is 5 of us now. You guys are screwed. A couple of PM's and it's over for you two.
*If* you guys can remember where we are, and *if* you all get your Metamucil and your geritol, *Then* Hate and I will decist out of respect!

PS_hate this burger tastes good.......

Stop rubbing it on your man tits BM. You are making us sick.

RideGrrl · Post by **RideGrrl** » June 18th, 2004, 8:37 pm

BadMuther wrote: SNAP!

Vanillahatetrain.....

LMFAO!!!

Suddenly I can see it...

[to the tune of Ice Ice Baby...]

Yo, VIP, Let's kick it!
H8 H8 Baby, H8 H8 Baby
All right stop, Collaborate and listen
H8 is back with my brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Then I flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop? Yo -- I don't know
Turn off the lights and I'll glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle.

Dance, Bum rush the speaker that booms
I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom
Deadly, when I play a dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it, You better gain way
You better hit bull's eye, The kid don't play
If there was a problem, Yo, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

H8 H8 Baby Vanilla, H8 H8 Baby Vanilla
H8 H8 Baby Vanilla, H8 H8 Baby Vanilla

Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in, the Vegas are pumpin'
Quick to the point, to the point no faking
I'm cooking MCs like a pound of bacon
Burning them if they're not quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
And a hi hat with a souped up tempo
I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo
Rollin' in my 5.0
With my ragtop down so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby, Waving just to say Hi
Did you stop? No -- I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I busted a left and I'm heading to the next block
That block was dead

Yo -- so I continued to A1A Beachfront Ave.
Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis
Jealous 'cause I'm out geting mine
Shay with a gauge and Vanilla with a nine
Reading for the chumps on the wall
The chumps acting ill because they're so full of "Eight Ball"
Gunshots ranged out like a bell
I grabbed my nine -- All I heard were shells
Falling on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car, slammed on the gas
Bumper to bumper the avenue's packed
I'm trying to get away before the jackers jack
Police on the scene, You know what I mean
They passed me up, confronted all the dope fiends
If there was a problem, You, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

H8 H8 Baby Vanilla, H8 H8 Baby Vanilla
H8 H8 Baby Vanilla, H8 H8 Baby Vanilla

Take heed, 'cause I'm a lyrical poet
Miami's on the scene just in case you didn't know it
My town, that created all the bass sound
Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground
'Cause my style's like a chemical spill
Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel
Conducted and formed, This is a hell of a concept
We make it hype and you want to step with this
Shay plays on the fade, slice like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast, Other DJs say, "damn"
If my rhyme was a drug, I'd sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when it's time to get loose
Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice
If there was a problem, Yo -- I'll solve it!
Check out the hook while DJ revolves it.

H8 H8 Baby Vanilla, H8 H8 Baby Vanilla
H8 H8 Baby Vanilla, H8 H8 Baby Vanilla

Yo man -- Let's get out of here! Word to your mother!

H8 H8 Baby Too cold, H8 H8 Baby Too cold Too cold
H8 H8 Baby Too cold Too cold, H8 H8 Baby Too cold Too cold...

;)

BadMuther · Post by **BadMuther** » June 18th, 2004, 10:42 pm

RideGrrl wrote:
BadMuther wrote: SNAP!

Vanillahatetrain.....

LMFAO!!! Suddenly I can see it...

[to the tune of Ice Ice Baby...]

Yo, VIP, Let's kick it!
H8 H8 Baby, H8 H8 Baby
All right stop, Collaborate and listen
H8 is back with my brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Then I flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop? Yo -- I don't know
Turn off the lights and I'll glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle.

Dance, Bum rush the speaker that booms
I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom
Deadly, when I play a dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it, You better gain way
You better hit bull's eye, The kid don't play
If there was a problem, Yo, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

H8 H8 Baby Vanilla, H8 H8 Baby Vanilla
H8 H8 Baby Vanilla, H8 H8 Baby Vanilla

Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in, the Vegas are pumpin'
Quick to the point, to the point no faking
I'm cooking MCs like a pound of bacon
Burning them if they're not quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
And a hi hat with a souped up tempo
I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo
Rollin' in my 5.0
With my ragtop down so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby, Waving just to say Hi
Did you stop? No -- I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I busted a left and I'm heading to the next block
That block was dead

Yo -- so I continued to A1A Beachfront Ave.
Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis
Jealous 'cause I'm out geting mine
Shay with a gauge and Vanilla with a nine
Reading for the chumps on the wall
The chumps acting ill because they're so full of "Eight Ball"
Gunshots ranged out like a bell
I grabbed my nine -- All I heard were shells
Falling on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car, slammed on the gas
Bumper to bumper the avenue's packed
I'm trying to get away before the jackers jack
Police on the scene, You know what I mean
They passed me up, confronted all the dope fiends
If there was a problem, You, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

H8 H8 Baby Vanilla, H8 H8 Baby Vanilla
H8 H8 Baby Vanilla, H8 H8 Baby Vanilla

Take heed, 'cause I'm a lyrical poet
Miami's on the scene just in case you didn't know it
My town, that created all the bass sound
Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground
'Cause my style's like a chemical spill
Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel
Conducted and formed, This is a hell of a concept
We make it hype and you want to step with this
Shay plays on the fade, slice like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast, Other DJs say, "damn"
If my rhyme was a drug, I'd sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when it's time to get loose
Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice
If there was a problem, Yo -- I'll solve it!
Check out the hook while DJ revolves it.

H8 H8 Baby Vanilla, H8 H8 Baby Vanilla
H8 H8 Baby Vanilla, H8 H8 Baby Vanilla

Yo man -- Let's get out of here! Word to your mother!

H8 H8 Baby Too cold, H8 H8 Baby Too cold Too cold
H8 H8 Baby Too cold Too cold, H8 H8 Baby Too cold Too cold...

;)

DOOOOOOAH!

Parabellum · Post by **Parabellum** » June 18th, 2004, 10:59 pm

RideGrrl wrote:
BadMuther wrote: SNAP!

Vanillahatetrain.....

LMFAO!!! Suddenly I can see it...

[to the tune of Ice Ice Baby...]

Yo, VIP, Let's kick it!
H8 H8 Baby, H8 H8 Baby
All right stop, Collaborate and listen
H8 is back with my brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Then I flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop? Yo -- I don't know
Turn off the lights and I'll glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle.

Dance, Bum rush the speaker that booms
I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom
Deadly, when I play a dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it, You better gain way
You better hit bull's eye, The kid don't play
If there was a problem, Yo, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

H8 H8 Baby Vanilla, H8 H8 Baby Vanilla
H8 H8 Baby Vanilla, H8 H8 Baby Vanilla

Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in, the Vegas are pumpin'
Quick to the point, to the point no faking
I'm cooking MCs like a pound of bacon
Burning them if they're not quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
And a hi hat with a souped up tempo
I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo
Rollin' in my 5.0
With my ragtop down so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby, Waving just to say Hi
Did you stop? No -- I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I busted a left and I'm heading to the next block
That block was dead

Yo -- so I continued to A1A Beachfront Ave.
Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis
Jealous 'cause I'm out geting mine
Shay with a gauge and Vanilla with a nine
Reading for the chumps on the wall
The chumps acting ill because they're so full of "Eight Ball"
Gunshots ranged out like a bell
I grabbed my nine -- All I heard were shells
Falling on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car, slammed on the gas
Bumper to bumper the avenue's packed
I'm trying to get away before the jackers jack
Police on the scene, You know what I mean
They passed me up, confronted all the dope fiends
If there was a problem, You, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

H8 H8 Baby Vanilla, H8 H8 Baby Vanilla
H8 H8 Baby Vanilla, H8 H8 Baby Vanilla

Take heed, 'cause I'm a lyrical poet
Miami's on the scene just in case you didn't know it
My town, that created all the bass sound
Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground
'Cause my style's like a chemical spill
Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel
Conducted and formed, This is a hell of a concept
We make it hype and you want to step with this
Shay plays on the fade, slice like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast, Other DJs say, "damn"
If my rhyme was a drug, I'd sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when it's time to get loose
Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice
If there was a problem, Yo -- I'll solve it!
Check out the hook while DJ revolves it.

H8 H8 Baby Vanilla, H8 H8 Baby Vanilla
H8 H8 Baby Vanilla, H8 H8 Baby Vanilla

Yo man -- Let's get out of here! Word to your mother!

H8 H8 Baby Too cold, H8 H8 Baby Too cold Too cold
H8 H8 Baby Too cold Too cold, H8 H8 Baby Too cold Too cold...

;)

You are not helping RideGrrl.

BadMuther · Post by **BadMuther** » June 18th, 2004, 11:11 pm

H8 Train wrote:
RideGrrl wrote:
BadMuther wrote: SNAP!

Vanillahatetrain.....

LMFAO!!! Suddenly I can see it...

[to the tune of Ice Ice Baby...]

Yo, VIP, Let's kick it!
H8 H8 Baby, H8 H8 Baby
All right stop, Collaborate and listen
H8 is back with my brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Then I flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop? Yo -- I don't know
Turn off the lights and I'll glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle.

Dance, Bum rush the speaker that booms
I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom
Deadly, when I play a dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it, You better gain way
You better hit bull's eye, The kid don't play
If there was a problem, Yo, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

H8 H8 Baby Vanilla, H8 H8 Baby Vanilla
H8 H8 Baby Vanilla, H8 H8 Baby Vanilla

Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in, the Vegas are pumpin'
Quick to the point, to the point no faking
I'm cooking MCs like a pound of bacon
Burning them if they're not quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
And a hi hat with a souped up tempo
I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo
Rollin' in my 5.0
With my ragtop down so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby, Waving just to say Hi
Did you stop? No -- I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I busted a left and I'm heading to the next block
That block was dead

Yo -- so I continued to A1A Beachfront Ave.
Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis
Jealous 'cause I'm out geting mine
Shay with a gauge and Vanilla with a nine
Reading for the chumps on the wall
The chumps acting ill because they're so full of "Eight Ball"
Gunshots ranged out like a bell
I grabbed my nine -- All I heard were shells
Falling on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car, slammed on the gas
Bumper to bumper the avenue's packed
I'm trying to get away before the jackers jack
Police on the scene, You know what I mean
They passed me up, confronted all the dope fiends
If there was a problem, You, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

H8 H8 Baby Vanilla, H8 H8 Baby Vanilla
H8 H8 Baby Vanilla, H8 H8 Baby Vanilla

Take heed, 'cause I'm a lyrical poet
Miami's on the scene just in case you didn't know it
My town, that created all the bass sound
Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground
'Cause my style's like a chemical spill
Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel
Conducted and formed, This is a hell of a concept
We make it hype and you want to step with this
Shay plays on the fade, slice like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast, Other DJs say, "damn"
If my rhyme was a drug, I'd sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when it's time to get loose
Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice
If there was a problem, Yo -- I'll solve it!
Check out the hook while DJ revolves it.

H8 H8 Baby Vanilla, H8 H8 Baby Vanilla
H8 H8 Baby Vanilla, H8 H8 Baby Vanilla

Yo man -- Let's get out of here! Word to your mother!

H8 H8 Baby Too cold, H8 H8 Baby Too cold Too cold
H8 H8 Baby Too cold Too cold, H8 H8 Baby Too cold Too cold...

;)
You are not helping RideGrrl.

Bro, you, I, Ride, and everyone knows you were a closet rapper in highschool...the truth hurts. Live with it.

Parabellum · Post by **Parabellum** » June 18th, 2004, 11:12 pm

You need to admit to your bad case of bitch tits.

BadMuther · Post by **BadMuther** » June 18th, 2004, 11:18 pm

H8 Train wrote:You need to admit to your bad case of bitch tits.

I don't have bitch tits...but for some reson you still like to lick my nipples...queer!

Parabellum · Post by **Parabellum** » June 18th, 2004, 11:21 pm

BadMuther wrote:
H8 Train wrote:You need to admit to your bad case of bitch tits.
I don't have bitch tits...but for some reson you still like to lick my nipples...queer!

Your shit looks like 2 wet gym socks taped to your chest.

BadMuther · Post by **BadMuther** » June 18th, 2004, 11:36 pm

Vanilla H8, H8 baby

RideGrrl · Post by **RideGrrl** » June 19th, 2004, 1:15 am

H8 Train wrote:
You are not helping RideGrrl.

Oops, my bad....