WeaverWho are you?What do you want?Registered Userregular
edited December 2007
In other news, the wife & I are cleaning the house right now because my mom lands here in Seattle at 10:30am tomorrow morning and we want her to arrive at a clean dwelling. Also, I'm cooking the family dinner tomorrow night and I have about a 10lb ham to cook.
also, check out these masterful lupe fiasco lyrics about the game
Don't you know that I run this place,
And I've begun this race,
Must I rerun this pace?
I'm the reason its become this way
And their love for it is the reason I have become this praised
(lemme put you on game)
They love my darkness,
I make them heartless,
And in return, the have become my martyrs,
I've been in the poem of many a poet,
And I reside in the art of many a artist
(lemme put you on game)
Some of your smartest have tried to artictulate
My whole part in this
But they're fruitless in their harvestin'
The drow grows from my footsteps
I'm the one that they follow,
I am the one that they march with
(lemme put you on game)
Through the back alleys
And the black markets,
The Oval Offices,
Crackhouses and apartments
Through the mazes of the queens,
The pages of the sages
And the Chambers of The Kings
(lemme put you on game)
Through the veins-es of the fiends,
A paper chaser's pager,
Yo, I'm famous on the scene
One of the oldest, most ancient-est of things
Speak every single language on the planet, y'all mean?
(lemme put you on game)
I am the American dream,
The rape of Africa
The undying machine,
The overpriced medicine,
The murderous regime,
The tough guy's front
And the one behind the scenes
(lemme put you on game)
I am the blood of this city,
It's gas, water, and electricity,
I'm it's gym, and it's math, and it's history,
The gunshots in the class
And you can't pass if you're missin, G.
I taught them better than that
I taught them aim for the head
And hope they never come back
I'm glad your daddy's gone, baby,
Hope he never comes back,
I hope he's with your mother,
With my hustlers high in my trap
(lemme put you on game)
I hope you die in his trash,
I can't help it all you hear when your crying is laughs
Somebody'll find you tied up in this bag,
Behind the hospital little baby,
Beg to share what addicts had
(lemme put you on game)
Then maybe you can grow up to be a stripper,
A welfare-receiving prostitute
And gold digger,
You can watch on TV,
How they should properly depict you,
The rivers should flow with liqour,
Quench your thirst on my elixers,
(lemme put you on game)
I am the safe haven for the rebel runaway and the resistor
The trusted misleader,
The number one defender,
And from a throne of their bones I rule,
These fools are my fuel
So I make them cool,
(lemme put you on game)
Baptize them in the water out of Scarface pool,
And feed 'em from the table that held Corleone's food,
If you die, tell them that you played my game
I hope your bullet holes become mouths that say my name,
'Cause I'm the... (gunshot)
RULE 1: You are playing The Game.
RULE 2: Whenever you think about The Game, you lose.
RULE 3: Loss must be announced.
The objective of The Game is to forget that it exists.
I don't know why I'm not banned. But it's rule you have to announce your loss. And I'm all alone right now. I'm sorry to ruin the holidays for everyone.
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this is the one where you lose if you think about Triple H right
EDIT: hahaha, thanks Fallout.
No, I'm serious
Get banned and go fuck off and die you fucking waste of carbon
edit: fallout, if that were the case i'd lose every time i jerked one out.
It's too bad I don't play the other "the game" because I would be kickass at it.
3DS: 1607-3034-6970
Bruce Lee doesn't play by your rules
http://mythos-limited.com
It's all about control, and if you can take it.
Fun fact: Jabar was actually trained by Lee and spoke at his funeral.
edit: Bruce Lee plays by whatever rules he fucking wants to because he's motherfucking Bruce Lee and rocked Chuck Norris' ass in several spars.
This shit is old and retarded and you don't need to make a fucking thread reminding us about something so dumb.
It's all about your debt, and if you can pay it.
SRSLY! Such a childish prick move too.
It's all about pain, and who's gonna make it.
Chuck Norris was also trained by Bruce Lee
I have enormous respect for Chuck Norris
One Blooooood!
One Blood!
One Blood!
One Blood!
One Blood!
One Blooooood!
story time, please
also, check out these masterful lupe fiasco lyrics about the game
And I've begun this race,
Must I rerun this pace?
I'm the reason its become this way
And their love for it is the reason I have become this praised
(lemme put you on game)
They love my darkness,
I make them heartless,
And in return, the have become my martyrs,
I've been in the poem of many a poet,
And I reside in the art of many a artist
(lemme put you on game)
Some of your smartest have tried to artictulate
My whole part in this
But they're fruitless in their harvestin'
The drow grows from my footsteps
I'm the one that they follow,
I am the one that they march with
(lemme put you on game)
Through the back alleys
And the black markets,
The Oval Offices,
Crackhouses and apartments
Through the mazes of the queens,
The pages of the sages
And the Chambers of The Kings
(lemme put you on game)
Through the veins-es of the fiends,
A paper chaser's pager,
Yo, I'm famous on the scene
One of the oldest, most ancient-est of things
Speak every single language on the planet, y'all mean?
(lemme put you on game)
I am the American dream,
The rape of Africa
The undying machine,
The overpriced medicine,
The murderous regime,
The tough guy's front
And the one behind the scenes
(lemme put you on game)
I am the blood of this city,
It's gas, water, and electricity,
I'm it's gym, and it's math, and it's history,
The gunshots in the class
And you can't pass if you're missin, G.
I taught them better than that
I taught them aim for the head
And hope they never come back
I'm glad your daddy's gone, baby,
Hope he never comes back,
I hope he's with your mother,
With my hustlers high in my trap
(lemme put you on game)
I hope you die in his trash,
I can't help it all you hear when your crying is laughs
Somebody'll find you tied up in this bag,
Behind the hospital little baby,
Beg to share what addicts had
(lemme put you on game)
Then maybe you can grow up to be a stripper,
A welfare-receiving prostitute
And gold digger,
You can watch on TV,
How they should properly depict you,
The rivers should flow with liqour,
Quench your thirst on my elixers,
(lemme put you on game)
I am the safe haven for the rebel runaway and the resistor
The trusted misleader,
The number one defender,
And from a throne of their bones I rule,
These fools are my fuel
So I make them cool,
(lemme put you on game)
Baptize them in the water out of Scarface pool,
And feed 'em from the table that held Corleone's food,
If you die, tell them that you played my game
I hope your bullet holes become mouths that say my name,
'Cause I'm the... (gunshot)
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Bruce Lee said that no one had ever kicked him harder than Chuck Norris, ever.
Chuck is a bad motherfucker.
RULE 2: Whenever you think about The Game, you lose.
RULE 3: Loss must be announced.
The objective of The Game is to forget that it exists.
http://mythos-limited.com
http://mythos-limited.com
ahahahahhaahahhaahah
Oh sweet jeebus, I can't stop laughing.