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Damn. The most offensive lyrics I've ever read.

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Forgotten Ancient

Banned
In Memory Of Eric Harris & Dylon Klebold

"Waste Management"

You Killed a Bakers Dozen!
While the Alarms were Buzzin!
Busted those fuckers w/ a tech 9,
why oh why did you commit suicide!

Shotgun goes boom!
Its just like doom!
Kneel down forsake your god,
face the two man firing squad!

Trenchcoat Mafia will never die
Unlike those pussys at Columbine High
Blaze a blunt & get high
Harris & Klebold were really cool guys.

Kind of like the matrix.
Look in my bag of trix.
Open pandora's box,
oh my god i love killing jocks.

Call 911
Im having lots of fun
Open up my gun on you,
like a nazi on a jew.

Shoot the prom queen
Here comes the swat team
make pipe bombs in backyards,
teachers are death camp guards.

Get a metal pipe
Twist the ends up tight.
Fill the thing w/ gun powder,
students will be my cannon fodder.
 
M

Matlock

Banned
Can't explain all the feelings that you're making me feel
My heart's in overdrive and you're behind the steering wheel

Touching you, touching me
touching you, god you're touching me

I believe in a thing called love
Just listen to the rhythm of my heart
There's a chance we could make it now
We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down
I believe in a thing called love
Ooh!

I wanna kiss you every minute, every hour, every day
You got me in a spin but everythin' is A.OK!

Touching you, touching me
touching you, god you're touching me

I believe in a thing called love
Just listen to the rhythm of my heart
There's a chance we could make it now
We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down
I believe in a thing called love
Ooh! Guitar!

Touching you, touching me
touching you, god you're touching me

I believe in a thing called love
Just listen to the rhythm of my heart
There's a chance we could make it now
We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down
I believe in a thing called love
Ooh!
 
F

Forgotten Ancient

Banned
Don't you know you've got your Daddy's eyes
And your Daddy was an alcoholic
But your mother kept it all inside
Threw it all away

I was looking for another you
And I found another one
I was looking for another you
When I looked round you were gone

Stay by my side
And the pipe dream is yours now
Stay by my side
And the singer won't get in our way

Don't you know you've got your Daddy's eyes
And your Daddy was an alcoholic
But your mother kept it all inside
Threw it all away

I was looking for another you
And I found another one
I was looking for another you
When I looked round you were gone

Stay by my side
And the pipe dream is yours now
Stay by my side
And the cynics won't get in our way

Don't you know you've got your Daddy's eyes
And your Daddy was an alcoholic
But your mother kept it all inside
Threw it all away
I was looking for another chance
To see your blue eyed problem
 
W

WHOAguitarninja

Member
I Made You're Kid Get AIDS, So You Could Watch It Die

A FEW YEARS AGO, I SNUCK F.MERKURY INTO YOUR SONS ROOM
I GAVE HIM ANESTHESIA SO HE'D NEVER REMEMBER GETTING RAPED
YOU SPENT YOUR LIFE SAVINGS PUTTING YOUR KID THROUGH COLLAGE
THEN HE DIED OF AIDS, SO YOU WASTED YOUR MONEY FOR NOTHING

I MADE YOUR KID GET AIDS, SO YOU COULD WATCH IT DIE
I MADE YOUR KID GET AIDS, SO YOU COULD WATCH IT CRY

YOU THOUGHT YOUR SON WAS ON A DIET, SO YOU DIDN'T WORRY TO MUCH
AT THE FUNERAL, I TOLD YOU WHAT HAPPENED, AND LAUGHED AT YOU
I DIDN'T THINK THAT YOU SUFFERED ENOUGH
SO I SHOT YOUR WIFE IN FRONT OF YOU

I MADE YOUR KID GET AIDS, SO YOU COULD WATCH IT DIE
I MADE YOUR KID GET AIDS, SO YOU COULD WATCH IT CRY

BRACS, SUMMER CAMP, COLLAGE YOU WASTED ALL YOUR MONEY
FOOD, CLOTHING, TRIPS TO DISNEY WORLD, YOU WASTED ALL YOUR MONEY
BIRTHDAYS, CHRISTMAS, THE TOOTH FAIRY, YOU WASTED ALL YOUR MONEY
LUNCH MONEY, FIELD TRIPS, TOYS, YOU WASTED ALL YOUR MONEY



I Ate Your Horse

YOUR DAD TOOK OUT A SECOND MORTGAGE TO BUY YOU A HORSE
YOU LOVED IT, AND TOOK BETTER CARE FOR IT THAN YOURSELF
YOU COMMAND IT, CLEANED IT, AND FED IT APPLES EVERY DAY
I WAS BROKE, DRUNK, AND HUNGRY, SO I KILLED YOUR HORSE, AND ATE IT

I ATE YOUR HORSE
I ATE YOUR HORSE
I ATE YOUR HORSE
I ATE YOUR HORSE

WHEN YOU CAME TO THE STABLE NEXT MORNING
YOU FOUND A PILE OF HAIR, TEETH, AND HOOVES
I HID AROUND THE BACK, TO LISTEN TO YOU CRY
THEN I BEAT AN OLD LADY TO DEATH WHIT THE LEG BONE

I ATE YOUR HORSE
I ATE YOUR HORSE
I ATE YOUR HORSE
I ATE YOUR HORSE


ahh, wonderful band
 
F

Forgotten Ancient

Banned
Igia Home Sex Change Kit

Sitting at home watching
Three's company reruns
A commercial comes on
And it changed my whole
Life is what you make it
I was born with a dick
Trade it in with an Igia Home Sex Change Kit

So I called the number
Paid for with Discover
3 easy installments of 29.95
I got the package
And took out the contents
Iodine, heroin
And a 6-inch drill bit

Chorus:
I do believe I'm in love
With my newfound vagina
And don't forget my big tits
Rearrange my naughty bits

I can't wait to be a
Crack whore or a porn star
The world is my oyster
Now that I have my pearl
I have an innie
I cut off my outie
Thank you Igia
You answered all of my prayers
 
D

Diablos

Member
dad dad dad
dead dead dead dead dead
was i ever alive?
fucking makes you alive in one minute
solstice
i am solstice filled with mercury
filled with mercury
liquid fucked
see right through your heart
see right through your heart
fuck your heart
i am mercury liquid pure
hot, alive, dead, mucked fish eyes, doors
i was born alive
i'll fucking kill you
i'll beat your soft baby head with my own hand
careful with that baby
don't ever say the h word around him
ashamed
i am ashamed of my name, say it
i hate the sound of your shit because it means no good
it means cheap, liar, smart ass piece of shit
change it to raygun you fuck
billy the loon
billy the loon
i am mars
i am mars
billy addly addly addly....
your name causes shit
while i may be no expert on this reality there is no god but shame
god is hurt, god is cold
try that once, god is dead
there is not another one
battle
cold heart radio
feedback
the pain
reoccuring messages of badness
reoccuring living bad dreams at the vortex of lost souls
wailing lost souls of shame
we are in one hole
like a cup of mercury phosphate
brrr
shuddering around
taste my shit you wench
lifting wailing lost souls who stand a chance
hot, my eyes darkly gaze and wonder- do not enter
why why why?
i was born whole
fractured divided shattered into a billion fragments
a million piece puzzle
a million piece jigsaw puzzle with no this, and no that.....
 
F

Forgotten Ancient

Banned
"Drunken Father Hardon"


Jesus is Dead, Shut up & give me head
Touching Little Kevin, Sent me to Heaven

5 Bedroom Home, the Hummer I own
Drunken Father Hardon
All this you see, is all tax free

Drunken Father Hardon
People the herd, listening to the word
Drunken Father Hardon
Collection plate all goes in my bank


Pre-teens in them gap jeans
Hotel Rooms & Huggies perfume.

"Jesus loves me, this I know, for the church pays me so, little checks to me belong, pedophilia isn't wrong."

-

Drunken Father Hardon
Jesus is Dead, shut up and give me head
Drunken Father Hardon
Touching little Kevin sent me to heaven

Drunken Father Hardon
5 Bedroom home, the hummer I own
Drunken Father Hardon
All this you see, is all tax free
 
G

GIR

Banned
Doug Anthony All Stars - I Fuck Dogs

Shalalalalalala shalalalalala, Shalalalalalala shalalalalala,
Shalalalalalala shalalalalala
Shalalalalalala shalalalalala, Shalalalalalala shalalalalala,
Shalalalalalala shalalalalala

I!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I fuck dogs, in the park, after dark,
When the moon is up high in the sky.
The Great Dane is too tall,
Chihuahuas are too small.
But the dog that I like to quell lonely nights,
Well the dachshund is best of all.
Because he is longer than he's thin,
He love's to let me in.
His eyes fill with love, he fits like a glove.
And that's why he is man's best friend.

I fuck dogs, I fuck dogs.
We all fuck dogs in the park.
She fucks dogs, She fucks dogs,
We all fuck dogs in the park.

He's got bed bugs, ticks and nits if he scratches then I itch.
But the kennel is cramped and though he's a scamp,
Life with a dog is a bitch.
You'll never be alone if you give the dog a bone.
I'm not weird we don't kiss.
But the problem is this, his bark , arf arf arf arf arf arf!
Is worse than his bite.

'argh, aaack, furball'

His bark is worst than his bite
I fuck dogs, in the park, after dark,
When the moon is up high in the sky.
And I'm not proud.

'Oh yeah,'
 
I

Ill Saint

Member
morbidaza said:
????

How did that happen?
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Not sure exactly. This statement has made the rounds via blabbermouth.net

"Seth Putnam, the A.C. frontman has been hospitalized in a coma. "Further rumors and speculation as to his condition at this point, are just that, rumors and speculation — no one, not even the doctors are certain of what Seth's outcome will be," the posting adds. "Family members thank all of the fans who have expressed their sympathy for Seth's situation, and ask that you respect their privacy at this time."
 
A

AlphaSnake

...and that, kids, was the first time I sucked a dick for crack
bishoptl said:
what
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Which reminds me of:

Anti-Nowhere League -- "So What"

So fucking what!

Well I've been to Hastings
And I've been to Brighton
I've been to Eastbourne too
So what, so what

Well I've been here
And I've been there
And I've been every fucking where
So what, so what

So what, so what you boring little cunt
Well who cares, who cares what you do
Who cares, who cares about you
You, you, you

Well I've sucked sweets
And I've sucked rock
And I've even sucked an old man's cock
So what, so what

Well I've fucked a sheep
And I've fucked a goat
I've had my cock right down its throat
So what, so what
So what, so what you boring little cunt
Well who cares, who cares what you do
Who cares, who cares about you
You, you, you, you

Well I've drunk that
And I've drunk this
And I've spewed up on a pint of piss
So what, so what

And I've had scag
I've had speed
I've jacked up until I bleed
So what, so what
So what, so what you boring little cunt
Well who cares, who cares what you do
Who cares, who cares about you
You, you, you, you

Well I've had crabs
And I've had lice
And I've had the pox and that ain't nice
So what, so what

Well I've fucked this
And I've fucked that
And I've even fucked a schoolgirl's crack
So what, so what
So what, so what you boring little cunt
Who cares, who cares about you
Who cares, who cares about you
You, you, you, you....


Metallica cover
So fucking what!

Well, I've been to Hastings and I've been to Brighton,
I've been to Eastbourne too.
So what, so what.
And I've been here, I've been there,
I've been every fucking where.
So what, so what.
So what, so what, you boring little cunt.

Well, who cares, who cares what you do.
Yeah, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you.

Well, I fucked a queen, I fucked Bach,
I've even sucked an old man's cock.
So what, so what.
And I fucked a sheep, I fucked a goat,
I rammed my cock right down its throat.
So what, so what.
So what, so what, you boring little fuck.

Well, who cares, who cares what you do.
And, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you.

And I've drunk that, I've drunk this,
I've spewed up on a pint of piss.
So what, so what.
I've had scank, I've had speed,
I've jacked up until I bleed.
So what, so what.
So what, so what, you boring little cunt.

Well, who cares, who cares what you do.
Yeah, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you, you.

I've had crabs, I've had lice,
I've had the clap and that ain't nice.
So what, so what.
I fucked this, I fucked that,
I've even fucked a school girl's twat.
So what, so what.
So what, so what, you boring little fuck.

Well, who cares, who cares what you do.
And, who cares, who cares about you, you, you, you, you, you.

So fucking what! Yeah

------------

I win.
 
R

RaymondCarver

Member
Why am I awake at 3:44am reading this incessent shit? Geez. I shouldn't have this much caffeine at night AND I should probably medicate myself. Reading something this meaningless for so long a time is something very OCD.


I really don't need the image of some guy, even jokingly, singing about fucking dogs.



We should do something to better ourselves for a change and discuss classical art or something. I love you guys, but some of this stuff is for the birds.
 
M

moist

Member
Brotha Lynch Hung - Return of da baby killers

You better pray
When you see me put that nine up in that pussy, ho
Cock it back slow
Rock it back and forth, wait for the nut, then let my trigger go
BOOM!
Pussy-guts all over the room
If you ain't seen it,
Then you're fiendin'
For the meanin'
Of that nina of doom
2 inches in and, uh, 4 inches out
You back that nigga that pack that gat
And hit that indo-sack
It's like that
Cannabis and tea've, uh, got me stuck on stump, fool
All it take is a way, a fat, green-bud blunt and a stunt
Cause it's that nigga that work 'em nigga deep
And block creep
And witness murder, baby, kill a seed
Once it'll make you vomit
Guts in a mama's baby, nuts in a bottle, maybe it's common
Biatches keep fuckin' and suckin' and keepin' it comin'
With they drama. POP! It's baby killa season
Put 6 in the clip, put it up that clit
And watch them baby's brains
Drip out that fetus
Bleed, it's that nigga that kill 'em
I'll fill 'em all full for that sicc reason
Season of da siccness broodin', got me trippin' for no reason

Guess what daddy's bringin' home for supper
Nigga nuts and guts and slabs of human meat, motherfucker
Now eat! Cause daddy's workin' hard for you, real, huh?
Killas run around everyday that's why I'm hard for you, nigga!
Now eat!

As I creep, picture every human that I seek
Slabs of human meat
Cause my kids gotta eat
I lives kinda deep, dark, up in tha cut
Where niggas load nines, and barrel-fuck a slut
Nigga, what? You ain't even seen me in my prime
Eatin' baby brains, baby veins, baby spines
I know they be cryin' when I'm cuttin' off the neck
I'm peelin' off the skin for some bacon-fried croquettes
Baby villain spine, that baby-killin' mind
A fifth-pound of gin cause I know I'm doin' time
So catch me now before I do my next crime
My kids' gotta eat, somebody's baby's on the line, nigga

Guess what daddy's bringin' home for supper
Nigga nuts and guts and slabs of human meat, motherfucker
Now eat! Cause daddy's workin' hard for you, real, huh?
Killas run around everyday that's why I'm hard for you, nigga!
Now eat!

Get ready for the nigga shit
That siccer-than-sicc gut ripgut
Pick-a-vic-up, fuck 'em up with a couple of nine-milla slugs
And put 'em on the ground. Murder toll. Buck buck!
Slugs to the womb
Guts all over the room
That legion of doom
That S to the I-C-X
With a locc and a tech for the throat
and a neck full of gunsmoke it up, locc
One for the nigga who kills them infants and senses
Then this time, I hit 'em with a nine-millimeter, meter
Now let's pick up me freakin' up your skin
Never knew nigga-meat cooked so thin!
So I pack me a nine-milla gat
And creep in the back of the 'Lac
With a sack of the indo

Guess what daddy's bringin' home for supper
Nigga nuts and guts and slabs of human meat, motherfucker
Now eat! Cause daddy's workin' hard for you nigga
Killas run around everyday that's why I'm hard for you, nigga!
Now eat!

That's right. Once upon a time
A nigga that hella sicc up in the skids
With a lie for the snitch
As a victim's stoned, sayin' "I'll be bones to the pussy clits"
They're a baby ditch to the mastermind
Nine-millimeter shells, they're blind!
Devils made a pact to fuck with match-to-heat, it's one of a kind
Low enough to the shit got hella deep that I had to patch it
To a soul who had the heart to put his mama in a casket
Who could it be?
Or can he be
Locked up in the county
cause the bounty
finally found a nigga like me?
X-to-the-R-to-the-A-I-D-E-D
L-O-C
What's up, my nigga?
Pull this trigger
And take my muthafuckin' legacy
But watch your back. Niggas be claimin' that they sicc
But really don't know which way to go when they be smokin' up with my
lunatic
Shiiiit, have you ever seen your mama's cock? (yeah!)
Have you even seen a body drop? (yeah!)
Have you even loaded up your glock?
Well, I could gives a fuck cause even then, nigga, you not my nigga
From that 24 Garden Block
That's doin' time
For shootin' shadows up in the dark
And tryin' to bite before he bark
And when his heart stops
From the metal blue blocks up in the cut
They try to lynch my muthafucka to make some dice up out his nuts
And what the fuck goes thru my nigga's mind up in his cell?
That 24 Deep, no sleep, much stress, nigga. Nigga must be livin' up in
hell
And here I am, same muthafucka that got my nigga sicc
Tryin' to kill myself but slippin' more deeper into the siccness shit

Guess what daddy's bringin' home for supper
Nigga nuts and guts and slabs of human meat, muthafucka
Now eat! Cause daddy's workin' hard for you nigga
Killas run around everyday that's why I'm hard for you, nigga!
Now eat!
 
J

Jim Bowie

Member
She goes shoop shoop eh doop shoop eh doop
Shoop eh doop eh doop eh doop
We go shoop shoop eh doop shoop eh doop shoop eh
Doop eh doop

CAT POWRE SI EIVL!
 
F

Funky Papa

FUNK-Y-PPA-4
"I'm In Love (With A Dead Dog)"

When I first met you, I knew I loved you.
Now that one + one is two, I don't wanna
cum inside of you. Now I kiss your lips,
now I mount your hips. Now I read
your mind, your slimey hind--Sublime!
I'm feeling the peeling, mind reeling.
I race unto the plague. I'll bring you
a big coat of butter--to slick your
dead dick way. I'm in love with a
dead dog...
Paw in fist we stalk through the
rutabaga garden. We've been to the clinic,
we know our love is clean. We walk to-
gether, but fill up seperately. We share
a cheese ball. We just do it all. The
butter so bitter, the shitter. Well it
gapes vacantly. The higher the litter,
the shitter, has justly righted three...
(The Death of Pookie)
You begin to bore me, with your breath
like rubber. You scream "Don't stop",
I hope you don't pop. I'm in love, with
a shove, meaty glove.

Gwar=class
 
Z

ZILLION

Member
Ill Saint said:
Did you hear Seth Putnam is in a coma?
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yeah man,coma's are fucking gay. ;-)

You shoudl have posted these AC lyrics. :)

You're In a Coma

you're a fucking vegetable,we tried to pull the plug
but you still wouldn't die,you're a dumb stupid fag


you shit in a bag,you piss in a tube,you can't walk,you can't move


you're in a coma

i tried to give you a hotfoot,but you didn't notice
you're gay and you're in a coma,you're a fruit and a vegetable
 
D

Diablos

Member
moist said:
Brotha Lynch Hung - Return of da baby killers

You better pray
When you see me put that nine up in that pussy, ho
Cock it back slow
Rock it back and forth, wait for the nut, then let my trigger go
BOOM!
Pussy-guts all over the room
If you ain't seen it,
Then you're fiendin'
For the meanin'
Of that nina of doom
2 inches in and, uh, 4 inches out
You back that nigga that pack that gat
And hit that indo-sack
It's like that
Cannabis and tea've, uh, got me stuck on stump, fool
All it take is a way, a fat, green-bud blunt and a stunt
Cause it's that nigga that work 'em nigga deep
And block creep
And witness murder, baby, kill a seed
Once it'll make you vomit
Guts in a mama's baby, nuts in a bottle, maybe it's common
Biatches keep fuckin' and suckin' and keepin' it comin'
With they drama. POP! It's baby killa season
Put 6 in the clip, put it up that clit
And watch them baby's brains
Drip out that fetus
Bleed, it's that nigga that kill 'em
I'll fill 'em all full for that sicc reason
Season of da siccness broodin', got me trippin' for no reason

Guess what daddy's bringin' home for supper
Nigga nuts and guts and slabs of human meat, motherfucker
Now eat! Cause daddy's workin' hard for you, real, huh?
Killas run around everyday that's why I'm hard for you, nigga!
Now eat!

As I creep, picture every human that I seek
Slabs of human meat
Cause my kids gotta eat
I lives kinda deep, dark, up in tha cut
Where niggas load nines, and barrel-fuck a slut
Nigga, what? You ain't even seen me in my prime
Eatin' baby brains, baby veins, baby spines
I know they be cryin' when I'm cuttin' off the neck
I'm peelin' off the skin for some bacon-fried croquettes
Baby villain spine, that baby-killin' mind
A fifth-pound of gin cause I know I'm doin' time
So catch me now before I do my next crime
My kids' gotta eat, somebody's baby's on the line, nigga

Guess what daddy's bringin' home for supper
Nigga nuts and guts and slabs of human meat, motherfucker
Now eat! Cause daddy's workin' hard for you, real, huh?
Killas run around everyday that's why I'm hard for you, nigga!
Now eat!

Get ready for the nigga shit
That siccer-than-sicc gut ripgut
Pick-a-vic-up, fuck 'em up with a couple of nine-milla slugs
And put 'em on the ground. Murder toll. Buck buck!
Slugs to the womb
Guts all over the room
That legion of doom
That S to the I-C-X
With a locc and a tech for the throat
and a neck full of gunsmoke it up, locc
One for the nigga who kills them infants and senses
Then this time, I hit 'em with a nine-millimeter, meter
Now let's pick up me freakin' up your skin
Never knew nigga-meat cooked so thin!
So I pack me a nine-milla gat
And creep in the back of the 'Lac
With a sack of the indo

Guess what daddy's bringin' home for supper
Nigga nuts and guts and slabs of human meat, motherfucker
Now eat! Cause daddy's workin' hard for you nigga
Killas run around everyday that's why I'm hard for you, nigga!
Now eat!

That's right. Once upon a time
A nigga that hella sicc up in the skids
With a lie for the snitch
As a victim's stoned, sayin' "I'll be bones to the pussy clits"
They're a baby ditch to the mastermind
Nine-millimeter shells, they're blind!
Devils made a pact to fuck with match-to-heat, it's one of a kind
Low enough to the shit got hella deep that I had to patch it
To a soul who had the heart to put his mama in a casket
Who could it be?
Or can he be
Locked up in the county
cause the bounty
finally found a nigga like me?
X-to-the-R-to-the-A-I-D-E-D
L-O-C
What's up, my nigga?
Pull this trigger
And take my muthafuckin' legacy
But watch your back. Niggas be claimin' that they sicc
But really don't know which way to go when they be smokin' up with my
lunatic
Shiiiit, have you ever seen your mama's cock? (yeah!)
Have you even seen a body drop? (yeah!)
Have you even loaded up your glock?
Well, I could gives a fuck cause even then, nigga, you not my nigga
From that 24 Garden Block
That's doin' time
For shootin' shadows up in the dark
And tryin' to bite before he bark
And when his heart stops
From the metal blue blocks up in the cut
They try to lynch my muthafucka to make some dice up out his nuts
And what the fuck goes thru my nigga's mind up in his cell?
That 24 Deep, no sleep, much stress, nigga. Nigga must be livin' up in
hell
And here I am, same muthafucka that got my nigga sicc
Tryin' to kill myself but slippin' more deeper into the siccness shit

Guess what daddy's bringin' home for supper
Nigga nuts and guts and slabs of human meat, muthafucka
Now eat! Cause daddy's workin' hard for you nigga
Killas run around everyday that's why I'm hard for you, nigga!
Now eat!
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By far the most offensive lyrics in this thread. Truly sickening...
 
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