Originally posted by Darth Revan
If God had long hair
And a goatee
And if His eyes were pretty glazed
If He looked spaced out
Would you buy His story?
Would you believe
He had an eye infection?And yeah, yeah, God looks baked
Yeah, yeah, God smells good
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
What if God smoked Cannabis?
Hit the bong like some of us
Drove a Tie-died micro bus
And He subscribes to Rolling StoneWhen God made this place
In the beginning
Did He plant any seeds?
Or did He put them there
For Adam and Eve
So they’d be hungry
For the apple that the snake
Was always offeringAnd yeah, yeah, God rolls great
Yeah, yeah, God smells good
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
What if God smoked Cannabis?
Do you suppose He had a buzz
When He made the platypus?
When He created Earth our home
Does He like Pearl Jam or The Stones?
And do you think He rolls his own?
Up there in Heaven on the throneAnd when the Saints go marching home
Maybe He sits and smokes a bowl
Originally posted by Crap Bag
Too bad I got your beans in my bag,
stuck-up sucka', Korny mother****a'.
Takin' over flows is the Limp pimp,
need a Bizkit to save this crew from Jon Davis.
I'm gonna drop a little east side skill, ya best step back 'cuz I'm 'a kill, I'm 'a kill.
So watcha thinking Mr. Raggedy man?
Doin' all you can to look like Raggedy Ann.Check you out punk,
Yes I know you feel it.
You look like one of those dancers from the Hanson video,
You little faget ho.
Please give me some shit to work with,
'cuz right now I'm all it kid, suck my **** kid, like your daddy did.Who the **** you think you're talking to?
I'm known for eatin' little whiny chumps like you.
All up in my face with that...
Are you ready?!?
But halitosis, is all you're rockin' steady.
You little fairy, smelling all your flowers,
Nappy hairy chest, look it's Austin Powers!
I hear ya tootin' on them fag-pipes clod, but you said it best,
there's No Place To Hide.What the **** ya' sayin'? You're a pimp whateva',
limp ****.
Fred Durst needs to rehearse, needs to reverse what he's saying. Wannabe funk joke is what you're playin',
rippin' up a bad counterfeit, fakin'!
Plus your bills I'm paying,
you can't eat that shit every day, Fred.
Lay off the bacon.
nono