Quote:
Originally posted by Greedy,Greedy,Greedy
Don't talk to Coltrane until you scroll back.
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Ah. Inspiration.
Scroll Back (sung to the tune of "Lean Back." Click here if you don't know the tune:
http://search.launch.yahoo.com/searc...eo?p=lean+back)
Yeah... Everybody...
Throw ya hands in the air right now man...
Frustration right here...
[Verse 1]
I don't give a fuck 'bout your fault or mishappenin's,
Postin' on the PB you know... shit happens,
Heated arguments spark that place,
Half the posters on that board got a scar on they face,
If it's a cold world, you know the pb is ice,
If you lackin' in charm, make the pb yo' life.
Penske's phantom runs the place i guess it's kinda sad
50 socks ain't legit so he got treated bad.
Dems and Reps spoutin' off, it's too much to cope wit'.
Why you think, mo'fuckers put up with that shit?
Day-in, day-out legal drudgery? Frustration? In some cases it's just: "Hey, look at me!"
I posted there, but then I got the pieces to the puzzle,
Took long, I knew me and those peoples was gon' bubble.
Speak against hate? Nah. There's no point in postin' shit.
Speak ya mind? It's like showin' blood to a crip
[Chorus]
It's like a literary prance
when you gotta rack up the rants, just
Do the pb-way, but first...
Scroll back, scroll back, scroll back, scroll back.
On the head of a pin "angels" spin and dance,
When you compose your rants cuz
It's the politics way, so
Scroll back, scroll back, scroll back, scroll back.
[Verse 2]
P to the B-zzee?
Nah. F to the Bizz-i (Why?)
The posts stay breezy,
In the face of the sleazy,
Got a date at 8? Update if you gets busy
No hockey for gwink so she gotta write or die,
Let's face it
Medicine for the pb might mean expansion
Like a boil on yo' ass that's just beggin for a lancin'
FB posters? You know we don't work - we boogie,
So what's the topic? Sex, drugs and various other goodies.
Gettin' flamed is yo' admission,
So newbies don't check us,
And the partners lurk around like they're shady detectives.
And there really ain't no need for the friendly in the middle of a flame war,
Yeah, I said it. Yo' momma's a dirty crack whore
Must be Friday, lean back and watch the unavoidable chain reaction.
There's only one place to go when you're bored and lookin' for some action
It's the FB not the PB where you'll find some satisfaction.
[Chorus]
Fuck the literary prance
They just wanna rack up the rants, its
the pb-way, but first...
Scroll back, scroll back, scroll back, scroll back.
On the head of a pin "angels" spin and dance,
When they compose their rants cuz
It's the politics way, so
Scroll back, scroll back, scroll back, scroll back.
[Verse 3]
Got off. Livin' better now,
FB livin's how.
With fringey, the original ugly spinster cow,
Compliments? Fugee just may need 'em by the millions.
Be careful with Coltrane or you might hurt his feelins.
You can find Atticus increasin' posts and hits
On the FB postin' about some really sick shit,
In The Cities, you know I'd make abba squeal.
For Bnb? Pack two keys of "Blow" (for real).
If you cross the line damn right, Arpy gon' hurt you,
But for grammar, DTB's got her own commercials.
SS has got you laughin', sb's got you throwin' up,
Ty's worth a read because he knows what's up.
Slave? He posts and curses like a truckah
Bet with Not Bob and he got played like a suckah
Not even my man Babe Ruth could imagine this,
Yankees got spanked and Boston won the championship.
[Chorus]
Now the FB's got you in a trance
A better place for yo' rants, now
Do the fb-way, pull a wonk
Scroll back, scroll back, scroll back, scroll back.
For fun join us here and we'll give you a chance
to give 'em the moon, so just pull down ya pants
and aim politics way, and
Scroll back, scroll back, scroll back, scroll back.
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