Praat hier alleen in songteksten.

rape me, my friend

motherfucker!

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 13:08 schreef ayaxola het volgende:
motherfucker!

sexy motherfucker shakin’ that ass, shakin’ that ass, shakin’ that ass

koppie thee, koppie thee, teugen dei sêg ik gien nee.

ain't got no mutha fuckin friends
thats why i fucked your bitch
you fat mutha-fucka
west side
bad boy killers
you know who the realist is
niggas we bring it to
(ha ha, that's alright)

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 13:19 schreef alexxxxx het volgende:
koppie thee, koppie thee, teugen dei sêg ik gien nee.

één kopje koffie
één kopje koffie

ik ben chatman supersnel met msn!

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 13:18 schreef zhenar het volgende:

[..]

i like big butts and i cannot lie. all you other brothers can't deny.

deny, you’re such a liar. you won’t know the truth if it bit you in the eye.

let's rock this joint in an oldskool way!

hey! strjitlizzer lis dyn hammer nu ris del!
hey! strjitlizzer! strykje mei dyn rubber hammer tsjin myn waarme vel!

i wish i was a little bit taller

heb je even voor mij?

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 13:27 schreef varr het volgende:
i wish i was a little bit taller

on your knees you are taller than trees you can look over heartaches and pain

dein lippen sind zu rot!!!!

u g l y you don't have no alibi, you ugly. he he you ugly.

je moeder is een loeder, je moeder is een loeder met een kut vol pus

guess who's back in the motherfuckin house.
with a fat dick for your motherfucking mouth.

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 13:32 schreef tc_artemis het volgende:
je moeder is een loeder, je moeder is een loeder met een kut vol pus

zal ik jou eens even in je bek schijten? dan heb je poep in je hoofd.

mama, jij bent de liefste van de hele wereld

return to sender...

dit is een doodsbedreiging
bepaald geen loze praat
ik ga d'r een paar slopen
ik heb een handgranaat
word ik gearresteerd
nou zet ik dan aan tot haat?
kom op dan arresteer me dan
of wordt het heterdaad?

hey buschauffeur, de hele bus moet plassen!

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 13:17 schreef davemaster het volgende:

[..]

sexy motherfucker shakin’ that ass, shakin’ that ass, shakin’ that ass

ehm ... i've noticed you around
would you .... ? ♫

kst

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 13:34 schreef zhenar het volgende:

[..]

ik heb hier een brief voor mijn moeder...

pieter post, pieter post

voorjekijkendoorlopennnnnnn

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 13:39 schreef zhenar het volgende:

[..]

!

hennie, hou jij me tassie effe vast?

laten we dansen, m’n liefste
dansen aan zee

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 13:33 schreef zhenar het volgende:

[..]

that's all right. that's okay. you're gonna pump our gas someday!

i got tha sickest phonetta, when it come to tha chedda
and if you play wit my paper, you gotta meet my berretta

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 13:42 schreef la-nina het volgende:

[..]

laten we dansen, m’n liefste
dansen aan zee

let's dance put on your red shoes and dance the blues

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 13:43 schreef davemaster het volgende:

[..]

let's dance put on your red shoes and dance the blues

oh i used to be disgusted
and now i try to be amused.
but since their wings have got rusted,
you know, the angels wanna wear my red shoes.

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 13:24 schreef tonks het volgende:
ik ben chatman supersnel met msn!

mijn ringtone beltoon voor je telefoon gaat
neem m op, neem m op, neem m op, neem op voordat (oh)
mijn ringtone beltoon voor je telefoon is
du du du du du du
zodat je weet dat ik het ben

kutschurft
bruut anaal genomen in een overvolle dixie

i'm waiting for the day the whole world fucking dies

zal ik jou eens ff lekker in je bek schijten?

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 13:46 schreef zhenar het volgende:

[..]

ik wil zitten voor de blues. zand in mijn hart.

m'n lichaam zal nooit vol zijn, in me lijf zal altijd ruimte zijn
me lever, hart en nieren mag een ieder feest aan vieren
ik open al m'n deuren naar m'n pleinen straat en steeg
kom allemaal bij me wonen want m'n hoofd staat altijd leeg.

eet mn brood als een kankereend

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 13:49 schreef heatseeker het volgende:
i'm waiting for the day the whole world fucking dies

er is niets waar ik op wacht
morgen blijft het nacht

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 13:24 schreef tonks het volgende:
ik ben chatman supersnel met msn!

bla
bla bla
bla bla
bladiebladiebla

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 13:50 schreef rotskibo het volgende:
eet mn brood als een kankereend

in de maaneschijn, in de maaneschijn.

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 13:51 schreef zhenar het volgende:

[..]

when i think of you, i need you inside me tonight.

tonight i celebrate my love for you
it seems the natural thing to do

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 13:51 schreef zhenar het volgende:

[..]

when i think of you, i need you inside me tonight.

get outta my dreams.

boom boom boom

oprotten stelletje kankerapen

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 13:55 schreef de_ananas het volgende:
boom boom boom

boom boom boom boom
i want you in my room

hallo vriendjes
en vriendihinnetjes
we komun er wer aaan

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 13:56 schreef ayaxola het volgende:
oprotten stelletje kankerapen

ik zeg "ik hoef die eieren van jou helemaal niet te zien man"
ik werd me toch niet goed van dat beestje zeg man
ik denk oprotten hier

don't let this smile i wear
make you feel that i don't care
the tears of a clown
i'm going downtown

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 13:57 schreef alexxxxx het volgende:
hallo vriendjes
en vriendihinnetjes
we komun er wer aaan

are you gonna go my way

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 14:05 schreef zhenar het volgende:

[..]

we're on a highway to hell!

this is a tribute

pleased to meet you
hope you guess my name, oh yeah
ah, what’s puzzling you
is the nature of my game

it's got to be like that
call me a looser
yo i can deal with that
you think you all that, till i lay you on your back, with your
legs spread
ha - boom! how you like that?

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 14:09 schreef zhenar het volgende:

[..]

quit playing games with my heart.

i'm not so tough, i call your bluff

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 14:11 schreef deleider het volgende:
it's got to be like that
call me a looser
yo i can deal with that
you think you all that, till i lay you on your back, with your
legs spread
ha - boom! how you like that?

but i can’t go for that
no can do

doe de stofzuigur!

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 13:57 schreef davemaster het volgende:

[..]

boom boom boom boom
i want you in my room

smack my bitch up

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 14:20 schreef zhenar het volgende:

[..]

now you suck. suck it hard! go down, baby!

having girl problems?
i feel bad for you son
i got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 14:26 schreef zhenar het volgende:

[..]

i used to love her, but i had to kill her.

and the last thing i heard was a muttered word
as he stood smiling above me with a rock in his fist

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 14:26 schreef zhenar het volgende:

[..]

i used to love her, but i had to kill her.

the thin line, between love and hate

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 14:29 schreef deleider het volgende:

[..]

the thin line, between love and hate

thick, baby, yeah, thick & thin

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 14:30 schreef zhenar het volgende:

[..]

i hate you and i love you, i can't stop thinking of you... i'm stuck on you!

yes i'm stuck in the middle with you,
and i'm wondering what it is i should do,

kinderen neuk me nou
kinderen neuk me nou
ik hou van dikke kleine kinderen
dat is waar ik van hou

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 14:37 schreef juiced het volgende:
kinderen neuk me nou
kinderen neuk me nou
ik hou van dikke kleine kinderen
dat is waar ik van hou

ik ben de hardste rap-rijmer van nederland.
dus ga uit je bol niets is te dol
en wil je wijf niet dansen dan neuk die snol.
dan komt de stemming d'r in, zonder remming d'r in

foxtrot uniform charlie kilo

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 14:30 schreef zhenar het volgende:

[..]

i hate you and i love you, i can't stop thinking of you... i'm stuck on you!

but hey

fucking your pussy, was like fucking the wound from a shotgun blast

with ganggreen!!

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 14:37 schreef juiced het volgende:
kinderen neuk me nou
kinderen neuk me nou
ik hou van dikke kleine kinderen
dat is waar ik van hou

doe maar dik en doe maar duur
hang de bink maar uit wat een avontuur
altijd groter, altijd meer met de praatjesmaker
doe maar vet en doe maar stoer
ik geloof er geen bal van, geen ene moer
altijd beter dan de rest, hé grappenmaker,
dat je er bent dat je er bent

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 14:40 schreef la-nina het volgende:

[..]

doe maar dik en doe maar duur
hang de bink maar uit wat een avontuur
altijd groter, altijd meer met de praatjesmaker
doe maar vet en doe maar stoer
ik geloof er geen bal van, geen ene moer
altijd beter dan de rest, hé grappenmaker,
dat je er bent dat je er bent

it's time to leave this town
it's time to steal away
let's go get lost
let's go get lost

ik maak je gek en bijt in je nek,
zit op je hoofd en schijt in je bek.
ben je zwart of wit? ik geef geen shit,
als je me pijpt sloop ik je gebit.

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 14:45 schreef zhenar het volgende:

[..]

please don't go. don't gooooooooooooooooooo!
don't walk away.

so run baby run baby run baby run baby run

vautje

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 14:46 schreef zhenar het volgende:

[..]

baby don't hurt me. don't hurt me. no more.

dit is voor de mensen die echte pijn kennen
en moeilijk aan het doodgewone leven kunnen wennen.
dit is voor degene die weet wat echte pijn is,
voor wie het leven niet altijd even fijn is.

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 14:48 schreef la-nina het volgende:

[..]

so run baby run baby run baby run baby run

i never thought i'd miss you
half as much as i do
and i never thought i'd feel this way
the way i feel
about you

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 14:50 schreef juiced het volgende:
i never thought i'd miss you
half as much as i do
and i never thought i'd feel this way
the way i feel
about you

we shouldn't even think about tomorrow. sweet memories will
last a long, long time. we'll have a good time, baby, don't you worry

here i am baby

take on me

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 15:07 schreef la-nina het volgende:

[..]

we shouldn't even think about tomorrow. sweet memories will
last a long, long time. we'll have a good time, baby, don't you worry

as soon as i wake up
every night, every day
i know that it's you i need
to take the blues away

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 15:22 schreef guidoow het volgende:
here i am baby

daar ben jij
je bent eigenlijk nooit weggeweest
als een schaduw volg je mij

daar sta je dan
ik weet niet wat ik zeggen moet.
ik zie je staan.
ik denk nog, zit m’n haar wel goed.

take a look to the sky, just before you die! it's the last time you will!!!

kedeng kedeng, kedeng kedeng, kedeng kedeng, kedeng kedeng, kedeng kedeng, kedeng kedeng, oe oeh... kedeng kedeng, kedeng kedeng, kedeng kedeng, kedeng kedeng, kedeng kedeng, kedeng kedeng....

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 15:41 schreef la-nina het volgende:
daar sta je dan
ik weet niet wat ik zeggen moet.
ik zie je staan.
ik denk nog, zit m’n haar wel goed.

na-na-na-na-na
na-na-na
na-na-na-na-na

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 15:46 schreef juiced het volgende:
na-na-na-na-na
na-na-na
na-na-na-na-na

hey jude !!!

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 15:46 schreef -beer- het volgende:
kedeng kedeng, kedeng kedeng, kedeng kedeng, kedeng kedeng, kedeng kedeng, kedeng kedeng, oe oeh... kedeng kedeng, kedeng kedeng, kedeng kedeng, kedeng kedeng, kedeng kedeng, kedeng kedeng....

runaway train, never going back
wrong way on a one-way track

i'm a train, i'm a train, i'm a chook-a train, yeah!

we sit in the car outside your house
i can feel the heat coming 'round
i go to put my arm around you
and you give me a look like i'm way out of bounds...
well you let out one of your bored sighs
well lately when i look into your eyes
i'm goin down down down

we get dressed up and we go out, baby, for the night
we come home early burning, burning in some fire fight
i'm sick and tired of you setting me up
setting me up just to knock-a knock-a knock-a me down

i pull you close but when we kiss i can feel a doubt
i remember back when we started
my kisses used to turn you inside out
i used to drive you to work in the morning
friday night i'd drive you all around
you used to love to drive me wild
but lately girl you get your kicks from just driving me down...

he drives me crazy
like on one else
he drives me crazy
and i can't help myself

that kinda lovin’ turns a man to a slave
that kinda lovin’ sends a man right to his grave

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op zaterdag 8 oktober 2005 16:25 schreef la-nina het volgende:
that kinda lovin’ turns a man to a slave
that kinda lovin’ sends a man right to his grave

in your head, in your head,
zombie, zombie, zombie,
hey, hey, hey. what's in your head

dan wil ik zwemmen in het geld
zwemmen in het geld
omdat dat echt is en echte vriendschap niet geld
yeah bitch ben die illusionist in die shit

why did you have to be such a bitch
why don't you,
why don't you just fuck off and die
why can't you just fuck off and die
why can't you just leave here and die
never stick your hand in my face again bitch
fuck you
i don't need this shit
you stupid sadistic abusive fucking whore

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op zondag 9 oktober 2005 01:01 schreef drakire het volgende:
why did you have to be such a bitch
why don't you,
why don't you just fuck off and die
why can't you just fuck off and die
why can't you just leave here and die
never stick your hand in my face again bitch
fuck you
i don't need this shit
you stupid sadistic abusive fucking whore

if i told you she was your mother
we could analyze the situation and be gone
if i said you ought to give her
some of your water
your eyes would light up like the dawn
the perception that divides you from her
is a lie
for some reason we never asked why
this is not a black and white world
you can't afford to believe in your side

een euro....kanker 1 euro, hier heb je 20 cent

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op zondag 9 oktober 2005 03:53 schreef agiath het volgende:
een euro....kanker 1 euro, hier heb je 20 cent

money don't matter 2 night
it sure didn't matter yesterday
just when u think u've got more than enough
that's when it all up and flies away
that's when u find out that u're better off
makin' sure your soul's alright
cuz money didn't matter yesterday,
and it sure don't matter 2 night

brutus- darmschurft.

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op zondag 9 oktober 2005 04:12 schreef renmaestro het volgende:
brutus- darmschurft.

i wear my sunglasses at night
so i can
so i can
watch you weave then breath your story lines

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op zondag 9 oktober 2005 04:06 schreef vulcanus het volgende:

[..]

money don't matter 2 night
it sure didn't matter yesterday
just when u think u've got more than enough
that's when it all up and flies away
that's when u find out that u're better off
makin' sure your soul's alright
cuz money didn't matter yesterday,
and it sure don't matter 2 night

it's all 'bout the money
it's all 'bout the dum dum...
and i think we got it all wrong anyway

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op zondag 9 oktober 2005 04:22 schreef vulcanus het volgende:

[..]

i wear my sunglasses at night
so i can
so i can
watch you weave then breath your story lines

we are the children of the night
and fight for the future of our nation
let's come together and unite
nothing's gonna stop us now!

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op zondag 9 oktober 2005 09:51 schreef ladyxima het volgende:

[..]

we are the children of the night
and fight for the future of our nation
let's come together and unite
nothing's gonna stop us now!

wicked! wicked! jungle is massiv!

watskeburt?

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op zondag 9 oktober 2005 13:10 schreef zhenar het volgende:

[..]

george, george, george of the jungle
watch out for that tree!

deep in the jungle,
in the land of adventure, lives tarzan

oo-ee-oo-ee..
i am jane and i love to ride an elephant

in the jungle, the mighty jungle, the lion sleeps tonight

that’s right, that’s right, that’s right, that’s right i really love your tiger light.
that’s neat, that’s neat, that’s neat, that’s neat,
i really love your tiger feet.

auw auw pappa dat doet pijn.

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op zondag 9 oktober 2005 15:18 schreef tc_artemis het volgende:
auw auw pappa dat doet pijn.

papa, ik lijk steeds meer op jou !

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op zondag 9 oktober 2005 19:06 schreef creno het volgende:

[..]

papa, ik lijk steeds meer op jou !

pappa die was radicaal, vocht tegen het systeem
nu heeft hij een eigen huis, en een auto met no-claim
mamma was een hippie, ze droeg bloemen in het haar
nu zit ze bij de rotary en eet ze kaviaar

was a man who loved his wife
in a place where things were good
i felt peace in the neighbourhood

timewarp complete.... ready for transmission.

lady's and gentlemen... this is the grandmix 86..
yes.. just like in 83...84 .....and 85
the grandmix is here... the grandmix is alive

showtime !!!

is there anyone on the floor..

everybody lie down on the floor and keep calm!
this is what klf is about
also known as the justified ancients of mu mu
furthermore known as the jams!

i’m bigger and bolder and rougher and tougher in other words sucker there is no other. i’m the one and only dominator” (© human resourse 1991 )

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op dinsdag 11 oktober 2005 11:13 schreef spekkuz het volgende:
i’m bigger and bolder and rougher and tougher in other words sucker there is no other. i’m the one and only dominator” (© human resourse 1991 )

dominator soul he'll take what's in his way
and if they fall leave them behind 'cos that's his way

is dit alles
is dit alles?
is dit alles wat er is?

.

en laat ons drinken op ons grote ongelijk.
want ik kan niet leven zonder alles of niets.
dus gooi die munt maar op en we gaan voor alles of niets.

that ain’t workin’ that’s the way you do it
money for nothin’ and your chicks for free

i hope your cellmate thinks he's god,
but c.n.n. refer to him as "bowling ball bag bob",
serving time again for abuse of a corpse,
only this time the victim's a clydesdale horse,
while he masturbates to photos of livestock,
he does the "silence of the lambs" dance to christian rock,
eats feces and quotes from "deliverance",
and fights with his imaginary playmate vince,
...die die die die die die die!,
...die die die die die die die!,

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op donderdag 20 oktober 2005 16:02 schreef clab het volgende:
...die die die die die die die!,
...die die die die die die die!,

who wants to live forever
who wants to live forever?

who dares to love forever?
when love must die

well, faster than you can say, "shallow grave",
this pretty little thing come up to me and starts kneadin' my balls
like hard-boiled eggs in a tube sock.
said her name was bambi and i said, "well that's a coincidence darlin',
'cause i was just thinkin' about skinnin' you like a deer."
well she smiled, had about as much teeth as a jack-o-lantern,
and i went on to tell her how i would wear her face like a mask
as i do my little kooky dance.
and then she told me to shush.
i guess she could sense my desperation.
'course, it's hard to hide a hard-on when you're dressed like minnie pearl.

one, two, three, four, tell the people what she wore

it was an itsy bitsy teenie weenie yellow polka-dot bikini
that she wore for the first time today.

please!
don't pull me over mr. officer!
don't pull me over mr. officer please!

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op vrijdag 21 oktober 2005 15:11 schreef la-nina het volgende:
please!
don't pull me over mr. officer!
don't pull me over mr. officer please!

won't you pleaaaaaaaase, pleaaase help me!

i get by with a little help from my friends,
i get high with a little help from my friends,
going to try with a little help from my friends.

winter spring summer or fall..
all you gotta do is hold,
and i'll be there, yes i will,
you've got a friend!

you're not alone, i'll wait till the end of time
open your mind, surely it's plain to see
you're not alone, i'll wait till the end of time for you
open your mind, surely there's time to be with me

je bent zo vaag en stil

i'm only happy when it rains
i'm only happy when it's complicated
and though i know you can't appreciate it
i'm only happy when it rains

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op vrijdag 21 oktober 2005 19:23 schreef zhenar het volgende:

don't worry, be happy......

.

ik heb 't hier bekeek'n, als ik dit zo heur,
joe zuik'n 't moar oet, ja ik goa d'r vandeur

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op vrijdag 21 oktober 2005 22:11 schreef caerbannog het volgende:
ik heb 't hier bekeek'n, als ik dit zo heur,
joe zuik'n 't moar oet, ja ik goa d'r vandeur

bla. blabla. bladiebladieblah!

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op vrijdag 21 oktober 2005 22:15 schreef nuna het volgende:

[..]

bla. blabla. bladiebladieblah!

he doe, wat kiekst ja laif/.....
moar ach, dien bek stait schaif!

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op vrijdag 21 oktober 2005 22:19 schreef caerbannog het volgende:

[..]

he doe, wat kiekst ja laif/.....
moar ach, dien bek stait schaif!

lente in twente, lente in twente
als ik weer zo'n tukker zie, vol met bier en sympathie
lente in twente, lente in twente
het leven is zo slecht nog niet

i am the eggmen, they are the eggmen, i am the walrus
goo goo g'joob.

toet toet toet toet yeahh!!!

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op zaterdag 22 oktober 2005 00:39 schreef petomaan het volgende:
toet toet toet toet yeahh!!!

ik heb 'n toe- toe- toeter
op m'n waterscooter,
daarmee toe- toe- toeter
ik naar jou

ik heb 'n toe- toe- toeter
op m'n waterscooter,
daarmee toeter ik naar elke vrouw

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op zaterdag 22 oktober 2005 02:25 schreef vulcanus het volgende:

[..]

ik heb 'n toe- toe- toeter
op m'n waterscooter,
daarmee toe- toe- toeter
ik naar jou

ik heb 'n toe- toe- toeter
op m'n waterscooter,
daarmee toeter ik naar elke vrouw

do, do, do, da, da ,da that's all i've got to say to you!

someone to love
sweetheart to miss
sugar to kiss

i need you you you
i need you you you
i need you you you...

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op zaterdag 22 oktober 2005 02:25 schreef vulcanus het volgende:

[..]

ik heb 'n toe- toe- toeter
op m'n waterscooter,
daarmee toe- toe- toeter
ik naar jou

ik heb 'n toe- toe- toeter
op m'n waterscooter,
daarmee toeter ik naar elke vrouw

and we like hooter's for their hotwings too
other guys never cross our minds
we don't wonder what it might be like
how could it be any better than it is with you

mag plaatje ook!?

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op zaterdag 22 oktober 2005 14:01 schreef haagscheharry het volgende:
mag plaatje ook!?

[afbeelding]

zo, das mijn eerste post!

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op zaterdag 22 oktober 2005 14:01 schreef haagscheharry het volgende:
zo, das mijn eerste post!

een mijlpaal

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op zaterdag 22 oktober 2005 14:01 schreef haagscheharry het volgende:
mag plaatje ook!?

[afbeelding]

watser, watser, watser, watser
watser met jou ouwe? kanker
kanker je staat te spacen
serieus gek wat praat je met mij man keeeeenker

...you must die i alone am best!
i hope ya flip some guy the bird,
he cuts you off and you're forced to swerve,
in front of the beatles' tour bus,
a bookmobile and a mack truck,
hauling hazardous biological waste,
the light turns red you have no brakes,
and "hard copy" gets it all on tape,
so you can see the look on your face,

het gevoel begint zich te ontlaaien
het is weer tijd om een joint te draaien!

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op zaterdag 22 oktober 2005 15:51 schreef -numlock- het volgende:
het gevoel begint zich te ontlaaien
het is weer tijd om een joint te draaien!

rip this joint, gonna save your soul,
round and round and round we go.
roll this joint, gonna get down low,
start my starter, gonna stop the show.
oh, yeah!

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op zaterdag 22 oktober 2005 15:51 schreef -numlock- het volgende:
het gevoel begint zich te ontlaaien
het is weer tijd om een joint te draaien!

tuurlijk draai er nog maar één, ben toch al weg, 'k hoef nergens heen
't denken lukt nu toch niet meer en we leven meer één keer
dus draai 'm nog eens vol, m'n bek kan toch niet droger
ik zal roken wat ik roken kan, dan vlieg ik straks wat hoger.

.

cause i’m a picker
i’m a grinner
i’m a lover
and i’m a sinner
i play my music in the sun

i’m a joker
i’m a smoker
i’m a midnight toker
i sure don’t want to hurt no one

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op zaterdag 22 oktober 2005 16:59 schreef zhenar het volgende:

[..]

i smoke two joints in the morning
i smoke two joints at night
i smoke two joints in the afternoon
it makes me feel allright

i smoke two joints in time of peace
and two in time of war
i smoke two joints before i smoke two joints
and then i smoke some more

sublime!


when the game of life makes you feel like quitting
it helps a lot if you kill a kitten
mark my words 'cause from were i'm sitting
you can't go wrong if you kill a kitten
theres no crime that you'll be committing,
i know the law,
you can kill a kitten
and if you need yarn for that scarf you're knitting
you'll get plenty if you kill a kitten

hush, little girl, sweet baby don't cry tonight
daddy is here and he'll sing you a soft lullaby tonight
why can't it all be like it was before?
how can i explain why mommy's not here anymore?

'cause daddy likes porno and ten dollar whores
daddy gets wasted and robs liquor stores
daddy likes rubbing against little boys on the bus
i think that's why mommy left us.....



_{stephen lynch}

en de fiets van piet van pa is zojuist gepasseerd..

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op zaterdag 22 oktober 2005 22:30 schreef wappiej het volgende:
en de fiets van piet van pa is zojuist gepasseerd..

wi-j maken lange dagen en dat doe-w al heel wat joar
moar a-j de dertig gepasseerd bunt word 't soms wel zwoar
de knieën bunt versletten en de rugge dut zo zear
ik heb altied zin in høken moar mien wief wil mien niet meer

ik wil een meisje!

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op zaterdag 22 oktober 2005 22:47 schreef molluck het volgende:
ik wil een meisje!

meisjes
ze maken ons kapot, mijnheer
ze maken ons zo zot, mijnheer
mmmm meisjes

...wat moet ik met een meisje zoals jij?

fat boys cry when ugly girls sing.
about the way the world would be if they were thin.
and ugly girls turn their heads when fat boys laugh.
about the handsome kid next door who broke their heart.

shit, damn, motherfucker .............."d'angelo - shit damn motherfucker"

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op zondag 23 oktober 2005 02:09 schreef zhenar het volgende:
fat boys fat boys
what you gonna do
what you gonna do when they come for you?

there's a fat boy in the kitchen
what am i gonna do
there's a fat boy in the kitchen
what am i gonna do
me gonna shoot that boy

hier met jullie "

i have a dream" speech
aug. 28, 1963



i am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.

five score years ago, a great american, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the emancipation proclamation. this momentous decree came as a great beacon of hope to millions of negro slaves, who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. it came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity. but one hundred years later, the negro is still not free. one hundred years later, the life of the negro is still sadly crippled by the manacle of segregation and the chains of discrimination.

one hundred years later, the negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. one hundred years later, the negro is still languishing in the corners of american society and finds himself an exile in his own land so we have come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.

in a sense we have come to our nation's capital to cash a check. when the architects of our great republic wrote the magnificent words of the constitution and the declaration of independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every american was to fall heir.

this note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed to the inalienable rights of life liberty and the pursuit of happiness.

it is obvious today that america has defaulted on this promissory note insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. instead of honoring this sacred obligation, america has given the negro people a bad check, a check that has come back marked "insufficient funds."

but we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. we refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. so we have come to cash this check, a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and security of justice.

we have also come to this hallowed spot to remind america of the fierce urgency of now. this is not time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism.

now is the time to make real the promise of democracy.

now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice.

now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood.

now is the time to make justice a reality to all of god's children.

it would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment and to underestimate the determination of it's colored citizens. this sweltering summer of the negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. nineteen sixty-three is not an end but a beginning. those who hope that the negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual.

there will be neither rest nor tranquility in america until the negro is granted his citizenship rights. the whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.

but there is something that i must say to my people who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice. in the process of gaining our rightful place we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds.

let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. we must ever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. we must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force.

the marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. they have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom. we cannot walk alone.

and as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead. we cannot turn back. there are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "when will you be satisfied?" we can never be satisfied as long as the negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality.

we can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities.

we cannot be satisfied as long as the negro's basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one.

we can never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their selfhood and robbed of their dignity by signs stating "for white only."

we cannot be satisfied as long as a negro in mississippi cannot vote and a negro in new york believes he has nothing for which to vote.

no, no we are not satisfied and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.

i am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of your trials and tribulations. some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. some of you have come from areas where your quest for freedom left you battered by storms of persecutions and staggered by the winds of police brutality.

you have been the veterans of creative suffering. continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive.

go back to mississippi, go back to alabama, go back to south carolina go back to georgia, go back to louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our modern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed.

let us not wallow in the valley of despair. i say to you today, my friends, that even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow. i still have a dream. it is a dream deeply rooted in the american dream.

i have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed. we hold these truths to be self-evident that all men are created equal.

i have a dream that one day on the red hills of georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.

i have a dream that one day even the state of mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

i have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

i have a dream today.

i have a dream that one day down in alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of interposition and nullification; that one day right down in alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.

i have a dream today.

i have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and every mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plains and the crooked places will be made straight and the glory of the lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together.

this is our hope. this is the faith that i will go back to the south with. with this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope.

with this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood.

with this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to climb up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.

this will be the day when all of god's children will be able to sing with new meaning "my country 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee i sing. land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim's pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring!"

and if america is to be a great nation, this must become true. so let freedom ring from the hilltops of new hampshire. let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of new york.

let freedom ring from the heightening alleghenies of pennsylvania.

let freedom ring from the snow-capped rockies of colorado.

let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of california.

but not only that, let freedom, ring from stone mountain of georgia.

let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of mississippi and every mountainside.

and when this happens, when we let freedom ring, when we let it ring from every tenement and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of god's children, black men and white men, jews and gentiles, protestants and catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old spiritual, "free at last, free at last. thank god almighty, we are free at last."

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op zondag 23 oktober 2005 04:18 schreef cappy het volgende:
hier met jullie "

i have a dream" speech
aug. 28, 1963


...

what the fuck are we saying!

i was gonna make love to you, but then i got high, i'm serious
i was gonna eat your pussy to, but then i got high
now i'm jacking off and i know why, because i got high, because i got high

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op zondag 23 oktober 2005 04:35 schreef lennykravitz het volgende:

[..]

what the fuck are we saying!

ja dat ik best wel in het verkeerd "iets"heb gepost ... maar dat neemt niet weg ....... you are saying shite ... you are shite.... you will be shite ... and with the help of the gods .. you will be eating shite ...



you might give your heart to jezus but youre ass belongs to the corps ....

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op zondag 23 oktober 2005 04:41 schreef remlof het volgende:
i was gonna make love to you, but then i got high, i'm serious
i was gonna eat your pussy to, but then i got high
now i'm jacking off and i know why, because i got high, because i got high

straat neger

i touch your skin, i smell the sin, your eyes are lying!
i touch your skin, i smell the sin, my love for you is dying!

vanochtend werd ik wakker met mijn tong droog in mijn strot,
mijn kop besloot te bonsen... dus ik voelde me verrot,
ik stond op en mijn maag....... 'k rende rechtstreeks naar het toilet...
een greep naar de deur maar de plee die bleef bezet...
de spetters vlogen overal... zag de spruitjes er in terug...
eerst een aspirine... veel gerochel en gekuch...
maar goed ... drank, rock en dom geklets.. gisteravond in de kroeg...
bang om iets te missen... het is nooit genoeg.

.

zie de wereld toch eens draaien
en m'n hoofd draait vrolijk mee
ik heb een blaas als een spons,
sta weer op en waggel dronken naar de plee

ik hou me vast aan de rand van de pot
en ik pis op al m'n dromen
en schreeuw dan blauw en leeggelopen uit het raam
ook u zij wellekome!!!

.

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op dinsdag 25 oktober 2005 01:52 schreef #ANONIEM het volgende:
this situation is unacceptable,
something is not right,
i've got a bad feeling about this,

hey!
wait!
i've got a new complaint!
forever in debt to your priceless advice

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op dinsdag 25 oktober 2005 12:17 schreef gripper het volgende:

[..]

hey!
wait!
i've got a new complaint!
forever in debt to your priceless advice

its been said before,well say it again,won't stop screaming,'till we make amends,its nothing new,but nothings changed,the fights not over,we continue to complain.

you gotta fight! for your right! to partyyyyyy!!!

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op zondag 23 oktober 2005 13:19 schreef zhenar het volgende:

[..]

tried to steal our bit
but you look like shit
and we're the ones who are down with it!

"you can have it all, my empire of dirt. i will let you down, i will make you hurt"

johnny cash

dat is de maximum druk die je aankan ?

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op dinsdag 25 oktober 2005 12:46 schreef gripper het volgende:
you gotta fight! for your right! to partyyyyyy!!!

well, my friends, the time has come
to raise the roof and have some fun
throw away the work to be done
let the music play on

everbody sing, everybody dance
lose yourself in wild romance
we’re going to party
karamu, fiesta, forever
come on and sing along!

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op dinsdag 25 oktober 2005 12:46 schreef gripper het volgende:
you gotta fight! for your right! to partyyyyyy!!!

we had a good night jamming away,
there was a fullmoon showing,
and we started to play,
but in the cold light of day next morning
party was over,