ɹǝpun uʍop
Pissing the night away ...
You wanna be a doctor?
Looks like Spunck's life is dull and pointless.
I would love to participate in this thread, as it is one of the many old school raps I know by heart. I should try to find wrap around shades and a dashiki and make a YouTube video showing you that Knowledge is King.
I mean, really, to say rap is not work is ludicrous.
Whoever said it must be new to this.
When you hear me, you'll compare me to a prophet
FOR profit! Not merely puttin' words together for recreation.
Each rhyme's a dissertation.
You wanna know my occupation?
I GET PAID TO ROCK THE NATION!
I GO TO WORK!
I would say that I find this sexy.
But I just.. don't.
But I just.. don't.
How odd.
There are no pacts between lions and men.
Me neither.
There are no pacts between lions and men.
I go to work, like a boxer.
Trained the brain to maim and outfox ya
Like a punch, my rhyme rocks ya
Sometimes it knocks ya so hard it stops ya
dead in your tracks
so power packed!
Before you can react, you're flat on your back!
Down for the count! Get up, and dismount,
cuz I'm comin with an endless amount of rhymes in a hurry
like a flurry!
A collage to camouflage the power punch, but don't worry!
knowledge is the antidote
I got hands of smoke
writin' at the speed of light
With insight I wrote rhymes on a level so you can't relate
unless you're intelligent! So stay awake!
Sleepwalkers!
Slick talkers!
This time a native New Yawkers
Riding the crescendo wave to save the mental state of the fan
so he can understand my pencil's writin' a rhyme in its highest form
and i'mma drop it on all you like a BOMB
and when it explodes, I'll blow up!
A few casualties but so what?
If you're slow you blow you know you go I flow I throw all-pro I go to WORK!
Well, this all worked out exactly as I had hoped.
Josef Mengele was a doctor.
Good authors who once knew more clever words,
Now only use four letter words,
Writing prose.
Anything Goes.
-Cole Porter
I medicated some wallabies recently. Also, they have a squirrel-friend that lives underneath their little hutch!
Belson was a gas I heard the other day
Diggin up the graves where the Jews all lay.
There are no pacts between lions and men.
Noel Coward was a charmer,
Velvet jackets and pajamas,
There aint half been some clever bastards,
Lucky bleeders, lucky bleeders.
There are no pacts between lions and men.
Ramma damma damma ramma damma ding dong.
There are no pacts between lions and men.
what about Vincent Price, huh?
I think, as demonstrated above, I would choose Kool Moe Dee.

I see you've played knifey-spoony before

Yes. That's exactly what it says upside down.

Git down with the nuder!
I would have the dude who does movie trailers do my voicemail!
Wait, the topic's been changed?
AND HE'S DEAD?!
Oi mate! Throw anotha dingo on the woo-woo!
ya flamin' galah
You bloody little rippa!
Who's for brekkie? I think I'd like a little more vegemite on my toast, please

I love you aussie folks. I just want to hug you, and squeeze you and put the silly things you eat in a cute little museum.
You know in all the years I've been here I've never been sigged?
Where'd my Aussie thread go?
oh man I haven't had Milo in so long. I'm gonna have to ask my mum to send me some!
Yeah, Milo is the shit.
You gotta be made of MILO
This is making me a little homesick 
Awww, I'm sorry. When I start infiltrating The Cult with Aussie stuff it makes me feel heaps proud. I really do love Australia.
It's ok, don't feel bad - I love Australia too, I just miss it!
It doesn't help that it's nearly a year since I left, and since I've seen my friends/family, but it's all good.
Are you there forever now, or is there plans to return?
At least for a few years, I think. Hopefully we're going to make a trip back some time next year though.
Oh man, so much Aussie stuff I think of as Kiwi stuff. I totally thought Milo was a kiwi thing, and now I'm crying.
hey don't cry, at least you can get Milo there!
One does not simply MILO into Mordor!


as bad as that movie was, I woulda sat through as many hours as they wanted to show me of that old dude.


NOICE
Noice one, mate!
is the one robot supposed to have ripped the other guys head off? How'd his neck get ripped open?
It's irrelevant. What is relevant, though, is Noice!
Noice Story, Bro!
Fix'd.



Yeah? You know what I do?
I get knocked down.
But I get up again.
Because you're never going to keep me down.