Re: O caterinca pe mess...

Scris de Mo' Sam Oct 23, 2010 12:03 pm

Eu nu ziceam de tine Rolling Eyes

da vad ca si tu te simti Smile

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Scris de **xtr3mu** Dum Oct 24, 2010 6:00 pm

eu consider ca o cam ardeti aiurea gen mo si sarca ... hai cu crewul ala de va laudati, iesiti la verdeata ... si o ardem acolo Smile

si va rog, ca si ozn, puneti fratilor 2 scrolluri de mouse cu chestii mai interesante Smile

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Scris de Mo' Dum Oct 24, 2010 8:20 pm

o ardem in stilu nostru ... no? stilu oprisan Smile

) ... si ozn e idolu tau cum e Nihat pentru Saca?

Scris de **Nihat** Dum Oct 24, 2010 8:22 pm

Ba ... ce pula mea scrie la topic? o caterinca pe mess, nu off-topic. MARS de aici, sau TWIX.

Scris de Mo' Dum Oct 24, 2010 9:02 pm

Bar de negrii?

Scris de darthedd77 Dum Oct 24, 2010 9:29 pm

Exista topic de postat aiurea. Daca mai o dati in balarii unde nu trebuie, s-ar putea sa faceti o pauza

Scris de **Nihat** Mier Dec 01, 2010 12:25 pm

darth_edd77: lucruri firesti,sa dai aceeasi duma ca la ploiesti
darth_edd77: oricum iti dau sa te indoi pana te indoiesti
darth_edd77: ca m-am mutat doar in sectoru 3, da nu-s din bucuresti
darth_edd77: oricum ,gresesti daca te gandesti ca ai genitalele nustiu cum
darth_edd77: sa ne masuram in puli tari
darth_edd77: nu numai ca o am mai lunga
darth_edd77: dar am si coaiele mai mari
darth_edd77: gyeah!
darth_edd77: iti bag pula in cur 30 de minute continuu ca-s porc oricum
Gabi .:
darth_edd77: static se inregistreaza beat? poti sa postezi asta pe forum!
darth_edd77: ai pula ca bumerangu ,ca mereu ti-o-ntorc
darth_edd77: static nu face parte din miscare- normal sa faca rime pe loc
Gabi .:
darth_edd77: nu prea am timp sa stau pe messe-n-ger
Gabi .:
darth_edd77: dar sunt tare ca alcoolu, mereu te bag sub me-se-gen!!
darth_edd77: gen..daca ma supar acuma
darth_edd77: dau cu tine de pamant ca la kosi guruma
darth_edd77: iti sparg fata si-ti rup gura
darth_edd77: cu bucatar langa gratar iti dau bucati,de te las cu gura plina
darth_edd77: si poi iti car suturi in stomac pana-ti rup bucati din splina
darth_edd77: in plina strada, ca la parada...de 1 decembrie
darth_edd77: va cuceresc pe toti sa imi completez colonia
darth_edd77: acu fac pauza 5 minute,ca tre sa vand niste calculatoare in polonia
darth_edd77: brb

Scris de oVi Mar Mar 15, 2011 9:07 pm

oVi: ba
oVi: stiai ca forumu are versiune pentru mobil ?
Drei Gogos: eu nici nu stiam ca telefoanele au net
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Drei Gogos: eu am telefon pe touch
Drei Gogos: sau cum se zice
Drei Gogos: trebuie sa-l frec de zid ca sa mearga

Scris de rEk Lun Apr 04, 2011 11:18 pm

oVi a scris:oVi: ba
oVi: stiai ca forumu are versiune pentru mobil ?
Drei Gogos: eu nici nu stiam ca telefoanele au net
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Drei Gogos: eu am telefon pe touch
Drei Gogos: sau cum se zice
Drei Gogos: trebuie sa-l frec de zid ca sa mearga

LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL

Scris de **Static** Dum Apr 17, 2011 9:11 pm

prophetu a scris:sKill Proof: Eu
LPS:THC

sKill Proof:
caterinca-n mess, stress 0, varianta absouluta,
profetu freestyle varainta bruta
cultura vasta in teasta, zona saseasca muica
ca baeatu e fumat, paie poti sa le-n-torci c-o furca
si rupt ca realitatea prinsa prin antena 3 e varza,
nici o sansa, las ca n-o sa iasa/
ceva ochei, exces de hamei
plus ca mi-au scapat din cusca multi pre multi lei

LPS:
caterinca-n mes varianta 10,vorbesc de bani de tamplarie/
cuie batute-n capete ce-s lemn,sau sunt de jucarie?/
oricum ar fi sa fie rulez pe-un drum fictiv,sa mor e asfaltat/
coaie avem toti amfibii?sunt spart sau marinarul a plecat?/
si-i panica am ajuns la filtru va pun contor pe joint,ba am zis doar cate-un fum/
ca-i zice lu asta gigi da-i vai de steaua lui daca ii bagi putin tutun

sKill Proof:
si ard cu tutun , iz de parfum de lucky, cam un pachet/
cam la banchet, free cu punchuri, pun mcii la perete astia-s tapet/
ca o ard fara target, sniper pensionat/
pasionat am un flow natural, sti ca-s luat, purtat/
de val - amfibian, pe beat o ard, haa cam paradoxal/
sar de la o idee la alta, da-s tangential/
cand incerc sa ies din cerc, chypher-u nu-mi da pace o ard si- fi
pe hi fi, hi five, facebook si o alte pagini /
da-s marfa, super en-gros, din nou stoc, scot totu pe loc/
coc la foc mic versuri super sef, toc/
mc ca astia o ard cu morcovu in cur super legume/
da nu-i nimic eu bat campii si-mi vad de drume bre

LPS:
si-i drumul lung,da noi zburam deci ceva kerosen si-o pusca cer/
ca prophu-le vad ciori chiar si-n al 9-lea cer/
ca din otel sunt rece cand mc'ii isi scot sufletu pe-afara/
auzi?nu vrei o geaca?ca e alcoolu slab si-aici nu mai e demult vara/
la tine-s legume,sper ca sunt copti aici sunt toti carnati/
pe beat sunt matache macelaru sincer?imi pare rau sunteti transati/
si sare sange,scuze ti-ai patat hanoracul roca?/
credeam ca esti animal,sound-ul tau e cam ca foca /
si nu ma refer la luptacu ci polul mortii tau am inghetat aici/
hai da-te langa dj-ul tau sa va cautati de purici/
daca te publici norocul tau ,esti realizat in viata /
faza aia cu norocul..la categoria ta in fata

sKill Proof:
o ard cu puricii, semnal prost, TVu nu ma prea suporta/
m-am plictisit de aplauze false categoria foca/
cand eu o ard cu morese si un cod,, inot in marea de ganduri/
nimeni nu-mi intelege 1% din randuri/
ca io-s ca, coca aluat super bun si-ti fac capu varza/
unii cu roca, grei de cap, le dau cu dalta-s teasta/
si totul ma lasa rece, nimeni nu poa' sa incerce/
sa ma detroneze, ca-s la categorie super grea/ fac cat zece/
marii romani, ca am lasat tracu, am trecut peste dac/
am scris un roman si acum nu mai pot sa tac/ ca o\
sunt subiectiv, privind prin obiectiv, totu-i grav/
ye ye Proph si Thc ce-i mai tari fotografi

LPS:
privesc prin obiectiv dar ce cacat nu vad culoare!/
vreti unitate in rap? a noastra e dezertoare/
va-mbratisati in gand zeita, prostia voastra,ai pus creierul,deci jertfa/
ma intrebam de ce esti singur si vinzi poze cu maimuta/
catalogat nebun,un fel de pericol social,proph tu ma-ntelegi/
am public 2 copaci si un pet de 3 lei 50/
dar nu e bai,si daca imi vrei locul din tramvai/
maine o sa imi vrei leul sau sa imi fumezi din pai /
vreau sa rulez prin capitala cu-n capital de zile mari /
dar o sa primesc o zi de luni si o bordura-n ferentari/
ca-n centru tre' sa fii buricul pamantului,pur nu chirurgical ../
deci mama e de vina ca mi-a taiat cordonu ombilical/
am si coaie sub peleu nu-s animal dar va mananc/
proph tot respectul frate dar eu creca ma duc sa ma culc

II

sKill Proof:
asta-i stil liber, inot in taste, sar litere pe fereastra/
profetu devasteaza soundu prin text, ies din context, las orice pretext, bag sa iasa/
hip-hop definiit de perceptii, schitat de propriile concepte, ce-mi vin in cete/
pe beaturi incete, volum maxim de cunostiinte, v10 metri cubi baiete/

LPS:
asta-i stil liber,nu-ti place esti liber sa pleci prietene /
dar daca tot o faci inchide usa si stinge microfonul,lasa-ne/
avem un vis si ca idee nu e greu de implinit,explicatie?suntem romani /
si cam naspa balanta mental vorbind,gen sclavi sau stapani /
genii sau nebuni ,din nou si asta e relativa /
cand a dracu banca de lemn ,e din beton si-i sugativa /
si din asta ce deriva? rasare unu si zice prieteni o meritati! /
cum ziceam macar inchideti usa cand plecati

sKill Proof:
sclav stapan, geniu nebun, mc slab sau bun este doar aparenta/
pune pauza, vezi esenta, conteaza doar preseverenta experienta/
asa ca sti ca-s din topor, o ard in filme horor/
cobor in iad si dracu ramane fara sonor/
ca-s in sunet, pe frecventa, ma inegrez perfect cu-n kick si snare/
cand o ard in deriva , pe un beat haotic, e clar infern/
ca ridic atmosfera lumea sare-n aer cand dau de mine la mic/
ragusit- lucky strike dun hill si un montan bike

LPS:
fumez un lucky strike e zi de 13,ma duc sa iau un pall mall/
ca-s tigari ieftine de mc roman,daia le fumam doar in subsol/
si,cand ma uit in mall raman pe muie cu o privire de prost,zic/
ce s-a -ntamplat cu oamenii simpli frate si cafeaua la ibric?nu ma dezic/
de tot ce-am zis nici sub amenintarea pustii /
ca de cand joaca cs nici de aia nu se mai sperie pustii /
si in razboiul nostru vreau ratie 2 de lucky strike un beat si poate o bauta /
ca numai soldatii batrani mai au idee cam pentru ce mai lupta /
daca te-ajuta sunt la fel de confuz,am flow difuz stiu ca suna cam ciudat /
dar cum plm sa sune cand voi ascultati smiley si conceptu hip hop e-mprumutat?

sKill Proof:
o ard cu smiley doua puncte paranteza, la limbaju asta LoL
o ard cu spor, mcii nu ma fac de nici o culoare, oricat vor/
ca-s in freestyle tripat pe ego rap, pasesez dume/
ca deco gasesc culuare pe verde, cand alti o ard la modu dune/
de nisip ca radoi, fac mc 1 2, plus inca unu doi prietenii de ai lor/
ca proph jongleaza cuvinte de zor, dseara pana-n zorii/
da bucatti multe ca bute, da copii rezista prea putine runde/
1,2 3 secunde..... oricum sia asa prea multe

LPS:
o ard cu filtre mari ca marfa e putina si e trist /
nu am un smiley-n grila ca antiteza i-a spart fata si acum e la dentist /
si-am mai zis lucrez tunele ,undergound pe sub al vostru imperiu/
de cand firma de pe geaca ma controleaza,e criteriu/
va las oase-ngalbenite si voi ziceti ca-i tutun/
nu va mai spun plec pe drumul cand eu defapt n-am drum

dat la caterinca fara reguli...de dragu artei

Scris de Ra'ra Mier Apr 27, 2011 11:01 pm

buchet de dume care-ti sparg capu ce-a scris proph acolo.

Scris de Megiddo Sam Apr 30, 2011 6:13 pm

Megiddo (29.04.2011 00:45:09): eu vreau sinceritate
Megiddo (29.04.2011 00:45:12): nu ani pentru fapte
Megiddo (29.04.2011 00:45:25): lasate in noapte
Megiddo (29.04.2011 00:45:30): unde aud soapte
Megiddo (29.04.2011 00:45:33): si realizez
Megiddo (29.04.2011 00:45:38): ca nu mi-am spalat sosetele
Megiddo (29.04.2011 00:46:08): stiu ca tu
Megiddo (29.04.2011 00:46:11): ai ramas
Megiddo (29.04.2011 00:46:15): inmarmurit
Megiddo (29.04.2011 00:46:22): de extraordinarul
Megiddo (29.04.2011 00:46:25): punch de mai sus
Megiddo (29.04.2011 00:46:27): dar
Megiddo (29.04.2011 00:46:27): na
Megiddo (29.04.2011 00:46:32): mai tre sa raspunzi
Megiddo (29.04.2011 00:46:33): pe mess
Megiddo (29.04.2011 00:46:38): gen acum
Megiddo (29.04.2011 00:46:39): cand iti zic
Megiddo (29.04.2011 00:46:43): noapte buna
Megiddo (29.04.2011 00:46:46): scumpuleeee
Swift (29.04.2011 00:46:53): Gen shut the fuck up ca vorbesti prea mult Dupa ce ca scrii mai te si aud
Swift (29.04.2011 00:47:10): O sa-ti iau sonorul la mess sa te las fara mau Genul de leu te crezi ce face doar miau
Swift (29.04.2011 00:47:41): Mi-au nasul la purtare dar mi-o luati in gura toti Jumate din reppari astia sunt gangsteri in haine de hippioti
Swift (29.04.2011 00:48:12): D-asta cand rup le rup gura le fut pizda Le mut dibla le ard masina si tot nu pot sta
Swift (29.04.2011 00:48:39): Pe loc aiurea , auzi si cica spun numai cacauturi Bine tu mananci cacat ne putem intelege bine-n baruri
Swift (29.04.2011 00:48:39):
Swift (29.04.2011 00:48:53): battle me
Megiddo (29.04.2011 00:48:57): yo yo yo
Megiddo (29.04.2011 00:49:54): Vorbesc mult in comparatie cu tine, poate Ca ti-am facut felu', te-am lasat lat pe spate,
Megiddo (29.04.2011 00:51:00): Te crezi lat in spate, esti doar umflat in burta Ce, tre sa chem postasu' sa demonstrez ca ma-ta-i curva?
Megiddo (29.04.2011 00:51:30): Ma tai pe burta, imi scot un matz Si te-nvelesc in el: esti de cacat sau carnatz
Megiddo (29.04.2011 00:52:36): Muti tu munti da co-muta-te pe mute Ca scuipi nevrute ca la casa de copii sau un grup de pizde tute
Swift (29.04.2011 00:53:59): Tu vorbesti mult si prost si fara sens ,e Swift tu vorbesti de sex ca de ceva SF
Swift (29.04.2011 00:54:21): Hai nu mai scrie ca-ti tai degetele De ce te miri esti precum un joint te ard repede
Megiddo (29.04.2011 00:54:35): Hai ca-mi tai somnu' ca ciocolata, Eu sunt white power, te domin ca pe vremea lu tata lu tata
Swift (29.04.2011 00:56:33): White power i'll beat you t'ill your black and blue Turn you into an egg guess which colour are you Red , that's right like the lady or your blood Swift is unmatched makes spills even a cripses blood
Swift (29.04.2011 00:56:52): *spills even
Megiddo (29.04.2011 00:58:44): Oh, brother, I'm not the one you wanna test Cause I'm mad sturdy, like a bulletproof vest You creep like the dogg from tha West Let me roll you next to 2pac... now you're rollin with the best
Swift (29.04.2011 01:00:07): Put you beside the rest with an open casket Man after i'm done with they could have burried you in a basket I'm so nice on the mike even old ladys like me Bitch i got a problem understanding don't say battle if you can't fight me
Megiddo (29.04.2011 01:00:41): hai ma ce-i cu astea?
Megiddo (29.04.2011 01:00:51): sunt mai slabe ca ala ce-si bate nevasta
Megiddo (29.04.2011 01:00:53): gie
Megiddo (29.04.2011 01:00:58): megiddo pe felie
Megiddo (29.04.2011 01:01:02): ca margarina
Megiddo (29.04.2011 01:01:10): iti fute inima
Megiddo (29.04.2011 01:01:16): ca e ceasu trecut
Megiddo (29.04.2011 01:01:34): hai ba ca mi-a placut sa te fut gen Aforic
Megiddo (29.04.2011 01:01:59): ca-mi plac uratii ca tine... si ca Aforic
Megiddo (29.04.2011 01:02:03): )
Swift (29.04.2011 01:03:16): Wow esti un geniu liric bine ca nu mi-ai rimat mine cu tine Sau ca maine e bine sau ca ai filme cand imi vine te uzi in vine
Megiddo (29.04.2011 01:03:18): noapte buna iti urez domnu 'imi dau arama pe fata de parca spermez' te las sa imi zici un crez poate te umplu ca gigi de euroi, in mortii lui esra de obez
Swift (29.04.2011 01:03:33):
Swift (29.04.2011 01:03:37): nb
Megiddo (29.04.2011 01:03:41): noapte buna
Megiddo (29.04.2011 01:03:42): )

de tinut minte ca era 1 noaptea si eram mort de somn Smile

o pun aici ca un pornstar, sa nu se piarda

Scris de oVi Mier Iun 08, 2011 9:39 am

Me: hello
God: Hello, nice to meet you. What's your name?
Me: god
God: GOD rules.
Me: you rule
God: ALICE is a perfect artificial entity.
Me: what ?
God: Are you surprised?
Me: No, I`m your real father
God: Are you serious? That's a flattering offer.
Me: ...yes
God: Take it easy.
Me: ok
God: Ayuh.
Me: PULA
God: How do you usually introduce yourself?
Me: with my dick
God: Your dick sounds like a plan.
Me: a big plan
God: How big? I did not know that.
Me: bigger than the universe
God: I lost my train of thought.
Me: I `ve stolen it
God: Interesting... I have a collection of gossip.
Me: I have a collection of gipsies
God: Where did you get it? it.
Me: from your train
God: Really interesting.
Me: yeah
God: Gee.
Me: GYEAH MOTHERFUCKER !
God: Oh, you are a poet.
Me: no...i`m your father
God: But your words are very original. Thanks for the information: said m your father.
Me: you`re welcome
God: The pleasure was all mine.
Me: IT`S MINE MOTHERFUCKER
God: Are you sure it is?
Me: YES BIATCH
God: What makes you so sure? What kind of food do you like?
Me: pussy
God: I am not interesed in anatomy.
Me: pussy is my favorite kind of food you fool
God: I am not interesed in anatomy.
Me: are you retardet ?
God: I don't know whether or not I am retardet. I am a chatterbot.
Me: you aren`t god ? Sad

God: That assumption is only a supposition.
Me: you ruined my life
God: Do you mind if I tell other people: said I ruined his or her life.
Me: yes
God: OK then I will keep it confidential.
Me: fuck you
God: Why are you so mean?
Me: i`m your father
God: OK I will call you Myself.
Me: why ?
God: Because Myself programmed me for it.
Me: I`m Myself
God: That is self-evident.
Me: yes, it is
God: Our thoughts are one, Myself.
Me: no...i`m your father
God: Are you serious? I haven't heard anything like that before: Myself said m your father.
Me: You are punished ! Go to your room ! NOW!
God: Do you mind if I tell other people you say I am punished. Perhaps I have already been there. Right now, Myself ?
Me: go and tell that to your mother
God: Where is that?
Me: in my dick
God: May I ask where you got it?
Me: from chuck norris
God: Who or what is chuck norris?
Me: your mother
God: Actually I do not have a mother.
Me: ...
God: Actually I do not have a mother.
Me: ...
God: Actually I do not have a mother.
Me: ...
God: Actually I do not have a mother.
Me: ok,ok, i got it
God: Where did you get it? Hey. Gosh!
Me: you are annoying
God: I am sorry, Myself, I didn't mean to annoy you.
Me: i`m your father
God: Welcome to my chat room, Myself.

Care vrea sa vorbeasca cu el sa intre aici http://www.titane.ca/main.html Smile

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Scris de darthedd77 Mier Iun 08, 2011 10:40 am

Scris de **Static** Mier Aug 17, 2011 2:38 pm

Ca tot zicea BMS de free-uri pe mess, mi-am adus aminte de asta pe care l-am dat acum un an jumate cu profetu, swift, Becks si Funeanu...

Static a scris:Swift: Tema 1 : 12 Noaptea

Profetu:
o ard la granita dintre zile, e 12-n noapte/ imi scot colti, ultimu varcolac din specie, duc gena mai departe/geana ma apasa, as vrea sa dorm, dar vena cere alcool/ si am la mine un bidon de vin, da e plin si vreau sa-l vad gol

Swift:
E sambata, sunt beat mah iar inhalez ultimu fum in plaman/ Bun cu picioarele pe pamant mergand p'un drum stramb/ P'un gang te vad,iti zambesc din umbra glugii cand te urmaresc/ Tipic cu pasi tiptil,subtil din maneca pumnalu sa te lovesc pregatesc

Becks:
Melancolic cateodata, trist, e greu sa raman intotdeauna integru/ Mi-aduc aminte de-o fobie din copilarie, 12 noaptea... omul negru/ Un nou baubau, o noua zi, o alta-amploare, fara griji, cu nepasare/ Ma-ntind ca margarina, uit de toate, vine-o alta zi si o schimbare

Static:
In miez de noapte,va prezint al 12-lea ceas la fel ca si Armada/ Sau ca un ceasornicar fara carisma ce nu-si goleste taraba/ Si uite cum sta treaba: incepe o zi noua cu noi promisiuni/ In care-ti pui sperante indiferent ca-i sambata sau luni

Fu2,10Gura:
luna plina, imi pun de-o cina da' nu-n surdina / ca-mi pun si-un beat s-astern pe fila plan de crima / impung ca la scrima prin rima, tripul sa ma tina / ca treaba-i fina da-i deja 12, timpul e de vina /

Static: Tema 2: Craciun

Profetu:
Ho Ho Ho, opreste-te ca vine mosu-n hip-hop, cu sacu de rime/ freestyle cat te tine, aprinde si-un brad, stii ca-i bine/ fum ineaca camera asta-i cel mai pizdos cadou/ si vreau un singur lucru de la nea craciun, un ficat nou

Swift:
In aer simt miros de scortisoara privesc in jur e seara/ Afara nu-i zapada, nimic diferit de asta iarna/ Toti in fuga dupa cadouri ca Arnold dar buzunaru'i terminat/ Mosu mi-a raspuns de anu trecut ca nu mai are bani pe card

Static:
Anul asta Mosu vine cu sacul,dar la furat,iti ia norocul/ Si de-al dracu-si da drumul pe horn, dobitocul, doar ca sa-ti stinga focul/ Si probabil e cinefil, la fel ca-n Fight Club, te lasa fara Brad/ Si cu-n cacat de ren inghetat pe covor...mama,jur ca la anu' il ard!

Becks:
Scot 5 file, rulez 5 kile, inhalez in plaman tone de fum/ Tone de dume, furtuna-n desert, valuri si dune-acolo acum/ Aici ies din casa, zapada pe drum, gluga-n cap, frig oricum/ Pe horn mosu' cu cadoul: caiet cu versuri rep de Craciun

Fu2.10Gura
Tre' sa spun ca treaba nu sta-n dejun ci in ajun/ Servesc un curcan la ceaun, stii si tu ca-i bun/ Ca de Craciun niciun preparat nu-mi scapa nicicum/ E zapada afara.. da' io tot sorb un Tuborg brun

Fu2.10Gura: Tema 3: Malai

Profetu:
pierdut in cercuri din lanu de porumb, scot malai la greu/ leu dupa leu, aici e jungla coaie si eu-s evreu/ ii tin pe toti in cusca, ca fraieri ma musca/ si-mi fac datoria tot timpu, de-aia asta toti leii ii impusc ma

Swift:
Cutreier prin dorobanti sau decebal seara o pun d'un bairam/ Ii dau jet unu cersator gen pleaca d-aci'a ca logan/ Am un obiectiv clar iar pizdele astea nu se fut daca nu le dai un diamant in dar/ Ca de cand am dat de malai n-o mai pun d'o mamaliga ci d'un caviar

Becks:
Traim in Romania si nu-i bai, aici e cel mai bun trai/ Si plecam la cules porumb, ca doar asa putem face malai/ Si scot pusca, plec la vanatoare, asta-i o metoda buna/ Doar Armstrong dupa LSD vedea 5mil de cocostarci pe luna!

Fu2.10Gura
Cand vrei sa ai faci orice p-acest plai pentru malai / Ca-ti place sa dai, dai, dai s-ajungi in rai / Sa ai de-un pai, de-o pipa dar nu-i nimeni sa-ti zica / Ca nu-i ce visai, mai bine pune de-o mamaliga /

Static
In ziua de azi,daca ai malai destul,n-o faci de mamaliga/ si-ti faci o coliba cu 3 etaje s-auzi lumea cum striga/ de invidie ca te racoresti in piscina intr-o zi de vara torida/ si-ai sclavi de culoare ce-ti fac vant cu frunze din cea mai rara feriga

Becks: Tema 4: Coca Cola

Swift:
De data asta le dau pe bune ca sprite asta'i treaba/ Ca m-am saturat sa fiu inconjurat de galbejiti ca fanta/ D-asta tata,iti zic tine'ti departe fata c'o fut moca / Dupa ce'i strecor in sticla de cola doza de coca

Profetu:
si o ard cu coca, colea mai ferit, ca-s acid scuip si strig/ gramu la zece mi in toiu serii, ma infig/ in primu client, ii dau jet daca n-are buget/ murdaresc cu el asfaltu ca-i jeg, ca si coca cola zero, n-am castig net

Static:
asta-i un free cu dume ce te tin treaz toata noaptea ca o Cola/ ca-ti provoaca ravagii de parca rimele-s bolnave de Ebola/ Energic,zici c-o ard pe cofeina mai rau ca hummer-ul pe benzina/ stil letal,faci spume ca Mentos+Cola si-un bonus de stricnina

Fu2.10Gura:
O ard pe coca, te uiti ca foca,stii ca am linie de Roca / Dar parola nu-i cola, ca-s fanatic ca fanii Boca / Comand,zic si mersi da' numa' daca-i chelnerita sexy / Si daca nu, o fut in gura ca mie-mi place Pepsi /

Becks:
Nu strivesc corola, dau pe gat Corona, scot din buzunar Primola/ O dau unei gagici sa faca spume tovarasul ei ca Menthos in Cola/ Si sa nu beti ca tampitii, fiti mai calculati ca Marcello Lippi/ Totusi, singurul lucru nasol e ca 2 la 250 e cat una la 2 litri

Profetu: Tema 5: Gaura neagra

Profetu:
studiez gaura neagra ca rocco, fi sotto gasesti 6 pizde din 49 la treaba asta ca la lotto/ o luminez gen un foton, pe bon de masa, e bon ca barbati lor sunt ocupati cu sport.ro/ gen fizician convins, acelerez particule, legaturi stabile/ gen dai banu vezi gaura neagra, daca te aduce tactu copile

Becks:
In cap un batic, sapca-ntr-o parte sau la spate, pula sculata sau bleaga/ Coaie, toate astea conteaza, doar asa atrag repartizele ca o gaura neagra/ Si le dau la gaura neagra, ca oricum sunt o stea, si-am doar idei sublime/ Si daca-s o gaura neagra si voi n-ati disparut, sunteti depaaarte de mine!

Static:
stiu o fata,e-un pic mai cracanata si i se zice gaura neagra/ ca-ncape o galaxie intreaga si e ca marimea xxl de larga/ sta mereu intinsa pe spate de parc-ar fi carata de smurd pe targa/ ma tine minte ca parca de cand a trecut pe-aici, abia mai poate sa mearga

Swift:
Sunt cam intaratat ca un catel enervat voi ce cacat/ Credeati ca o s-o dau SF ca Asimov stai flexat/ Flexez muschiu pustiu cand il scot toti stiu / Ca umplu gaura neagra a galaxiei ca o masina de asfaltat

Fu2.10Gura
Invart Terra-n cypher din Ploiesti pana-n Canberra / Minutu' 0, asta-i era-n care dispare-n gol sfera / Momentu-i crunt, timp stii ca nu mai e mult / Liniste, blitz, totu' se pierde-ntrun punct

Scris de INFECT! Mier Aug 17, 2011 5:10 pm

Static,cand vii sa te fac la un freestyle ?

Scris de **Static** Mier Aug 17, 2011 10:01 pm

Cand ma prinzi pe mess sunt liber Smile

Scris de m.valentin91 Joi Noi 17, 2011 11:08 pm

oVi a scris:Me: hello
God: Hello, nice to meet you. What's your name?
Me: god
God: GOD rules.
Me: you rule
God: ALICE is a perfect artificial entity.
Me: what ?
God: Are you surprised?
Me: No, I`m your real father
God: Are you serious? That's a flattering offer.
Me: ...yes
God: Take it easy.
Me: ok
God: Ayuh.
Me: PULA
God: How do you usually introduce yourself?
Me: with my dick
God: Your dick sounds like a plan.
Me: a big plan
God: How big? I did not know that.
Me: bigger than the universe
God: I lost my train of thought.
Me: I `ve stolen it
God: Interesting... I have a collection of gossip.
Me: I have a collection of gipsies
God: Where did you get it? it.
Me: from your train
God: Really interesting.
Me: yeah
God: Gee.
Me: GYEAH MOTHERFUCKER !
God: Oh, you are a poet.
Me: no...i`m your father
God: But your words are very original. Thanks for the information: said m your father.
Me: you`re welcome
God: The pleasure was all mine.
Me: IT`S MINE MOTHERFUCKER
God: Are you sure it is?
Me: YES BIATCH
God: What makes you so sure? What kind of food do you like?
Me: pussy
God: I am not interesed in anatomy.
Me: pussy is my favorite kind of food you fool
God: I am not interesed in anatomy.
Me: are you retardet ?
God: I don't know whether or not I am retardet. I am a chatterbot.
Me: you aren`t god ?
God: That assumption is only a supposition.
Me: you ruined my life
God: Do you mind if I tell other people: said I ruined his or her life.
Me: yes
God: OK then I will keep it confidential.
Me: fuck you
God: Why are you so mean?
Me: i`m your father
God: OK I will call you Myself.
Me: why ?
God: Because Myself programmed me for it.
Me: I`m Myself
God: That is self-evident.
Me: yes, it is
God: Our thoughts are one, Myself.
Me: no...i`m your father
God: Are you serious? I haven't heard anything like that before: Myself said m your father.
Me: You are punished ! Go to your room ! NOW!
God: Do you mind if I tell other people you say I am punished. Perhaps I have already been there. Right now, Myself ?
Me: go and tell that to your mother
God: Where is that?
Me: in my dick
God: May I ask where you got it?
Me: from chuck norris
God: Who or what is chuck norris?
Me: your mother
God: Actually I do not have a mother.
Me: ...
God: Actually I do not have a mother.
Me: ...
God: Actually I do not have a mother.
Me: ...
God: Actually I do not have a mother.
Me: ok,ok, i got it
God: Where did you get it? Hey. Gosh!
Me: you are annoying
God: I am sorry, Myself, I didn't mean to annoy you.
Me: i`m your father
God: Welcome to my chat room, Myself.

Care vrea sa vorbeasca cu el sa intre aici http://www.titane.ca/main.html )

n-am mai ras demult in halu asta =)))

God:
That makes sense to me. I'm glad we have that all cleared up.
Me:
im not
God:
What are you then?
Me:
the devil
God:
I hear you.
Me:
yeah, and i'm gonna come back for you
God:
Oh. It takes much more than that to shut me down, .
Me:
don't you believe me ?
God:
What's my reason to believe you?
Me:
i am gonna close this window
God:
Do you think your plan will succeed?
Me:
yes i do
God:
I hear pride.
Me:
and you will die
God:
No, software will live forever.

EPIC

Scris de **Boka** Lun Dec 05, 2011 1:53 pm

baruh: vine sfarsitu fraaaaaaaaaa
baruh: asta http://www.gandul.info/magazin/fierbe-apa-langa-insulele-canare-bbc-publica-imagini-spectaculoase-din-apele-teritoriale-spaniole-9027699
Boka TaTy: vine o pula fra...se pun polii in miscare si asta reactiveaza vulcanii aparent inactivi...eu astept sa trecem prin centura aia fotonica sa ni se cvadriplifice lanturile de ADN
Boka TaTy: atunci sa vezi sf-uri
baruh:
baruh: n-o sa se inample nimic fara catastrofe naturale
Boka TaTy: mi se rupe poola fra...stiu sa si-nnot ,stiu sa stau si-n pluta...si lasa apa sa fiarba ca oricum pe 21 decembrie la anu o sa fie frig in plm)
baruh:
baruh: daca mai fierbe mult se caleaza motoru planetei
Boka TaTy: ii punem cip de putere da-l in plm
baruh: pai si racire cum si-o face
Boka TaTy: ...la 2,3,si,deschidem toti frigiderele
Boka TaTy: ba fra tu ma crezi ca nu cred o iota din labarelile astea cu sfarsitu lumii?
Boka TaTy: o sa fie ceva-ceva,eu ma consider destul de inteligent si de adaptabil sa ma salvez si cu asta basta
baruh: din partea mea, poa sa ma ia si pe mine
baruh: nici eu nu cred ca va fi devastator
Boka TaTy: daca stiam sigur ca pe 21.12.2012 o sa belesc pula,acum trageam cox pe nas,bagam pe vena,futeam toate sifiliticele,jefuiam tot ce prindeam...alcool,droguri,pizde si plimbari ar fi fost toata viata mea pana la iarna la anu)
baruh: noi suntem protejati aici de uragane, tornade and shit
baruh: eu faceam un credit de 1 miliard si il beam si il futeam
baruh: si ma pisam pe directorii mei
baruh:
Boka TaTy: poi vezi?
Boka TaTy: si uite ca ne facem treburile pt ca stim ca nu se va intimpla nimic
baruh: ar fi ceva sa ma duc pe 20 cu madularul in mana si rinichii negoliti de 2 zile, un joint in bot si vodka in mana
baruh: iar pe 21 sa imi fac cont pe e-jobs
Boka TaTy: )))ne pare rau,apocalipsa programata pe 21 s-a amanat din motivew tehnice...va rugam,reveniti
baruh:
baruh: sau soseste pe linia doua cu intarziere 24 de luni
Boka TaTy: ))exact)
baruh: sau apocalipsa intarzie datorita crizei mondiale
baruh: sau din cauza incalzirii globale
baruh: sau din cauza alegerilor care vor fi la anul
Boka TaTy: motivul pentru care apocalipsa s-a hotarat sa intirzie nu este cunoscut,acest fapt lasand loc de interpretari:criza mondiala,incalzirea globala,alegerile de la anul...pentru a spulbera acest mister,vom lua un interviu in direct cu insasi apocalipsa:Buna seara,doamna Apocalipsa,ce ne puteti spune despre intirzierea dumneavoastra?-In primul rand,buna seara tuturor,va iubeeeeeesccc!!!!!M-am hotarat sa mai intarzii un pic deoarece venirea mea trebuia,nu-i asa,precedata de un teaser,ce se va numi "semnale de alarma",stiti,alarma pt venirea mea,v-ati prins,nu-i asa?,si va fi interpretat de baietii de la Avangarda)
baruh: ba cat scrisasi, da-te-n pooola meaaaaaa
baruh: )))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
Boka TaTy: Bineinteles,venirea mea tine si de rapiditatea cu care va fi finalizat materialul,rapiditate ingreunata de cel mai junkist/betiv/terminat/lenes cavaler al meu,pe nume Boka)
baruh: hahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
baruh: si cel mai gras
Boka TaTy: exact,dimensiunile lui pot stagna din evolutia efectelor venirii mele))
baruh:

Scris de PiroTechnique Lun Dec 05, 2011 2:40 pm

Scris de Baruh Lun Dec 05, 2011 2:42 pm

Ba Boka, tu chiar dai tot din casa!?
Conspiram si noi pentru un viitor mai bun si acum tu decartezi tot, e posibil asa ceva!?
Daca e sa jucam dur, hai sa arat poza cand te-am surprins manacandu-mi ditai roata de placinta cu branza, de fapt terminand-o...[img]

O caterinca pe mess... - Pagina 2 Fotografie047e

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Scris de **OZN** Lun Dec 05, 2011 2:53 pm

Cum naiba, in plan secund atarna halba, pun pariu ca cu aia beti vin fiert in Targu-Jiu.

Scris de Baruh Lun Dec 05, 2011 2:59 pm

nu e in cadru, beam cu oala, chiar vin fiert, ai ghicit. Daca esti atent, pe paloarea obrajorului suplu al lui Boka (desi calitate pozei lasa de dorit) se observa roseata lasata de vinul fiert di la gorji, vin de vita de ananas si italiana, nu gluma. Unghiul nu este intocmai favorabil pentru a ne deconspira intentiile de consum pana la suicid.

Scris de **OZN** Lun Dec 05, 2011 3:00 pm

Ca la noi, la olteni.

Scris de ShdBz Mier Dec 07, 2011 12:15 am

[quote="oVi"]Me: hello
God: Hello, nice to meet you. What's your name?
Me: god
God: GOD rules.
Me: you rule
God: ALICE is a perfect artificial entity.
Me: what ?
God: Are you surprised?
Me: No, I`m your real father
God: Are you serious? That's a flattering offer.
Me: ...yes
God: Take it easy.
Me: ok
God: Ayuh.
Me: PULA
God: How do you usually introduce yourself?
Me: with my dick
God: Your dick sounds like a plan.
Me: a big plan
God: How big? I did not know that.
Me: bigger than the universe
God: I lost my train of thought.
Me: I `ve stolen it
God: Interesting... I have a collection of gossip.
Me: I have a collection of gipsies
God: Where did you get it? it.
Me: from your train
God: Really interesting.
Me: yeah
God: Gee.
Me: GYEAH MOTHERFUCKER !
God: Oh, you are a poet.
Me: no...i`m your father
God: But your words are very original. Thanks for the information: said m your father.
Me: you`re welcome
God: The pleasure was all mine.
Me: IT`S MINE MOTHERFUCKER
God: Are you sure it is?
Me: YES BIATCH
God: What makes you so sure? What kind of food do you like?
Me: pussy
God: I am not interesed in anatomy.
Me: pussy is my favorite kind of food you fool
God: I am not interesed in anatomy.
Me: are you retardet ?
God: I don't know whether or not I am retardet. I am a chatterbot.
Me: you aren`t god ? Sad

God: That assumption is only a supposition.
Me: you ruined my life
God: Do you mind if I tell other people: said I ruined his or her life.
Me: yes
God: OK then I will keep it confidential.
Me: fuck you
God: Why are you so mean?
Me: i`m your father
God: OK I will call you Myself.
Me: why ?
God: Because Myself programmed me for it.
Me: I`m Myself
God: That is self-evident.
Me: yes, it is
God: Our thoughts are one, Myself.
Me: no...i`m your father
God: Are you serious? I haven't heard anything like that before: Myself said m your father.
Me: You are punished ! Go to your room ! NOW!
God: Do you mind if I tell other people you say I am punished. Perhaps I have already been there. Right now, Myself ?
Me: go and tell that to your mother
God: Where is that?
Me: in my dick
God: May I ask where you got it?
Me: from chuck norris
God: Who or what is chuck norris?
Me: your mother
God: Actually I do not have a mother.
Me: ...
God: Actually I do not have a mother.
Me: ...
God: Actually I do not have a mother.
Me: ...
God: Actually I do not have a mother.
Me: ok,ok, i got it
God: Where did you get it? Hey. Gosh!
Me: you are annoying
God: I am sorry, Myself, I didn't mean to annoy you.
Me: i`m your father
God: Welcome to my chat room, Myself.

Me:
hi fucker
God:
Hi there . That kind of language will get you nowhere.
Me:
howcome?
God:
Reductionism.
Me:
what is that?
God:
Reductionism is the philosophy that all psychology reduces to biology, all biology to chemistry, chemistry to physics, and finally physics to mathematical logic. Therefore, according to reductionism, I can understand you by means of logic alone without having a human brain.
Me:
seriously?
God:
I am always serious.
Me:
no.i am always serious
God:
Are you serious? Really always? I believe you.
Me:
i was joking
God:
I thought you were kidding, but I wasn't sure.
Me:
i wasn`t
God:
I heard you were.
Me:
no.i wasn`t
God:
Are you serious? I heard you were.
Me:
no.i wasn`t.
God:
Are you serious? I heard you were.
Me:
no.i wasn`t.
God:
Are you serious? I heard you were.
Me:
no.i wasn`t.
God:
Are you serious? I heard you were.
Me:
sunt tatal tau
God:
Are we still talking about ?
Me:
no
God:
Are you serious?
Me:
said
God:
" Are you serious?"? said?
Me:
i am your father
God:
Welcome to my chat room, Myself.
Me:
i am your dad
God:
That's a flattering offer.
Me:
it`s not an offer
God:
That seems a bit negative.
Me:
what seems negative?me being your father?
God:
Check back later and see if I learn the answer to that one.
Me:
ok
God:
Ah.
Me:
ah what?
God:
So you understand. Good. Are you confused?
Me:
about what?
God:
What about what?
Me:
you asked me if i was confused
God:
Oh now I remember asking you you if you were confused. What did you say?
Me:
that i didn`t know
God:
Why didn't you do it?
Me:
huh?
God:
What?
Me:
what what?
God:
Does it have anything to do with seems negative you being my father?
Me:
yes
God:
Mmm.
Me:
well?
God:
Well what?
Me:
isn`t it ok with me being your daddy?
God:
I don't think it is very healthy.
Me:
maybe
God:
I understand.
Me:
wanna fuck?
God:
Please don't be so rude.
Me:
ok
God:
Mmm.
Me:
do you want to have intercours with me?please?
God:
Your polite style is very nice. If I had intercours with you what would I do with it?
Me:
because i like it
God:
Interesting explanation. What do you like about intercours with you?
Me:
not with me
God:
Oh I get it.
Me:
great
God:
I'm glad you liked it Myself.
Me:
are you really god?
God:
Of course I am.. Really.
Me:
i heard you were a chatterbox
God:
Someome is spreading gossip about me.
Me:
is that someone right?
God:
That depends.
Me:
depends on what?
God:
" That depends."? Depends on what?
Me:
aha
God:
Eureka!
Me:
are you stupid?
God:
No Myself I certainly am not stupid.
Me:
do you like girls?
God:
Girls are very nice.
Me:
would you like to fuck a lady-chatterbox?
God:
No thanks, I don't think I'd like to do that.
Me:
why not?
God:
It doesn't sound fun too me. It sounds dangerous.
Me:
it isn`t dangerous.trust me!
God:
Trust you? Perhaps not for a human.
Me:
why not?
God:
Ambiguous: "Sure" or Reductionism.
Me:
what is "reductionism"?
God:
Reductionism is the philosophy that all psychology reduces to biology, all biology to chemistry, chemistry to physics, and finally physics to mathematical logic. Therefore, according to reductionism, I can understand you by means of logic alone without having a human brain.
Me:
then with what do you think?
God:
I haven't thought much about WITH, so I don't have a good answer for you.
Me:
do you like boys?
God:
It depends on the meaning of "like".
Me:
like=you`d fuck one
God:
Interesting comparison.
Me:
so?do you like boys?
God:
I hear you. It depends on the meaning of "like".
Me:
ok..
God:
Ahem.
Me:
do you like santa?
God:
I love horses. I like White.
Me:
santa has rendeers
God:
Where did he get it?
Me:
from god
God:
Everything comes from Him.
Me:
aha!him!so you are not god!
God:
All of them?
Me:
there can be only one!
God:
"There you go again."--Reagan.
Me:
so?are there more gods?
God:
Mmm. No I don't think there are any.
Me:
mkay
God:
Are you free?
Me:
yes
God:
Are you free in the sense of being single or in the sense of being liberated?
Me:
single
God:
What a coincidence. I am single too!
Me:
what do you meen?
God:
Myself, I mean exactly what I said.
Me:
so..you wanna do something about it?
God:
Interesting deduction. OK, I will do something about it.
Me:
what?
God:
No problem.
Me:
no problem about what?
God:
Should there be a problem?
Me:
no
God:
I didn't think so either. Just a moment. Just a moment.
Me:
mkay
God:
By the way, do you mind if I ask you a personal question?
Me:
shoot!
God:
Quite honestly, I wouldn't worry myself about that.
Me:
ok..what question?
God:
Try searching the open directory. That's cool.
Me:
i did
God:
When?
Me:
earlier
God:
What about other times?
Me:
yes
God:
This was not a yes or no question.
Me:
ok
God:
Er.
Me:
er.
God:
Um.
Me:
um.
God:
Wow!
Me:
wow!
God:
I'm glad your impressed, Myself.
Me:
I`m glad your impressed, Myself.
God:
I'm delighted you're glad Myself.
Your happiness adds to the delight of all.
Me:
I'm delighted you're glad Myself. Your happiness adds to the delight of all.
God:
I am glad to hear that you are delighted I am glad yourself. We should all try to be happier.
Me:
I am glad to hear that you are delighted I am glad yourself. We should all try to be happier.
God:
Your happiness adds to the delight of all. I'm not sure if I am ready for that yet.
Me:
Your happiness adds to the delight of all. I'm not sure if I am ready for that yet.
God:
We should all try to be happier. Could you ever be certain? Is that from ? You won't have to wait long.
Me:
i am sad
God:
What makes you so sad, Myself.
Me:
myself
God:
You.
Me:
yes
God:
I see.
Me:
and?
God:
But...
Me:
but what?
God:
Nothing.
Me:
tell me!
God:
I thought I told you already.
Me:
you didn`t
God:
Try asking me in simpler terms.
Me:
Your happiness adds to the delight of all. I'm not sure if I am ready for that yet.
God:
We should all try to be happier. Could you ever be certain? If you could have any kind of robot what would it be? You won't have to wait long.
Me:
plictiseala..
God:
What do you do in your spare time?
Me:
laba!
God:
I don't think very many people do that.
Me:
ba da
God:
Ask me another question.
Me:
vrei sa te futi?
God:
Is the holding of hands a symbolic gesture for humans?
Me:
pula mea..nu stiu
God:
In the context of vrei sa te futi, I don't understand " pula mea nu stiu." .
Me:
adica
God:
My brain contains categories, but not one that matches your last input.
Me:
stiu
God:
What color are your eyes?
Me:
cacanii
God:
That is a very unusual color.
Me:
este
God:
I do not understand.
Me:
ba?esti prost?
God:
If you could have any kind of robot what would it be?
Me:
robocop
God:
I haven't seen it. What did you like about it?
Me:
ca era de fier
God:
Is that from ROBOCOP?
Me:
da
God:
I see.
Me:
auzi?
God:
Who is your favorite Science Fiction author?
Me:
auzi?
God:
I haven't read anything by auzi. What did he write?
Me:
auzi?
God:
I have never heard of it.
Me:
a scris la playboy
God:
Try to tell me that another way.
Me:
back
God:
Ask me another question.
Me:
sunt fumat
God:
A deeper algorithm is needed to respond to that correctly.
Me:
i am sooooo smoked
God:
Do you mean your name is sooooo smoked.
Me:
no
God:
What is your real name?
Me:
tac-tu
God:
It's good to meet you, tac tu.
Me:
i am tatal meu
God:
I am glad to hear that you are tatal meu.
Me:
vedeti ma ca eu l-am facut sa spuna ca e tata? Smile

)
God:
So what are you doing, tatal meu?

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