Lose yourself, new version BLOW yourself

[3Vandoo]

TweetAfter the thread "Allah sees everything" and the potential of LM and Emimem going to kick their ass, let's see a new version....

BLOW YOURSELF

Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity
To seize everything your 72 virgins

One moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?

His falafels are sweaty, turban weak, arms are heavy
There'ss vomit on his sweater already, mom's shish taouk
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin the damn remote
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's dead, how everybody's jokin now
The clocks run out, times up over, BOOM


man that song is long!

sheez

[njjuicer]

TweetHAHAHA

[THE JUICE]

Tweetlol

[3Vandoo]

TweetHes so dead, but he wont give up that
Is he? No
He wont have it , he knows his whole back citys exploded
It dont matter, hes doped
He knows that, but hes broke
Hes so stacked on tnt that he knows
When he goes back to his virgins, thats when its back to the camel again yo
This whole bull shit
He better go capture this moment and hope it dont pass him


You better blow yourself in the street, the moment You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo

[BABY ARNOLD]

TweetOMG this is hilarious

[3Vandoo]

TweetThe souls escaping, through this hole that its gaping
This world is full of infidels for the taking
Make me Sultan, as we move toward a, new taliban world order
A normal life is borin, but martyrrdoms close to post mortar
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
He blows us all over these Islamic hoes is all on him
Desert to desert shows, hes know as the globetrotter
Lonely roads, Allah only knows
Hes grown farther from home, hes no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold tap water

[njjuicer]

TweetHELLS! funny shit bro!

[3Vandoo]

TweetHis wive dont want him no mo, hes cold product

They moved on to the next Ahmed who flows
He nose dove and sold enchiladas
So the soap opera is told and unfolds
I suppose its old potna, but the beat goes on
Yalla Yalla dum dum Yalla dum!

[3Vandoo]

TweetNo more falafels, Ima change what you call rage
Tear this ouallahfucking***** roof off like 2 camel caged
I was playin in the beginnin, the mood all changed
I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin and stepwritin the next scuds
Best believe somebodys payin the arabic piper
All the pain inside amplified by the fact
That I cant get by with my 9 to 5
And I cant provide the right type of pita for Hamas
Cuz man, these goddam fallafels dont buy Bin Laden posters
And its no movie, theres no Saddam Bagdada Bob, this was my life
And these times are so hard and it's getting even harder
Tryin to blow and blow my seed on 72 virgins, plus
See dishonor caught up bein a wanker and a shawarma mama drama screamin on and
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot check, another BOOM or not Has gotten me to the point check, I'm like a snail
I've got to formulate a plot fore I end up with all my blowed friend
Success is my only YAYAYALALALA option, failures not
Shishk Mama, I love you, but this El-dude has got to go
I cannot grow old in Eron lot
So here I go is my shot.
Feet fail me not cuz maybe the only opportunity that I got.

'as-salâmu calaykum

[njjuicer]

TweetLOL funny!

[3Vandoo]

Tweethmmmm an Irish Jump Around

[3Vandoo]

Tweetshit im bored

Drink it up, Drink it in
Let me begin
I came to fight
Battle me that's a sin
I won't tear the sack up
Wanker you'd better back up
Try and play the role and the whole crew will act up
Get up, stand up, come on!
Come on, throw your pints up
If you've got the feeling puke across the ceiling
Paddy's is a funk fest, someone's talking junk
Yo, I'll pissed em in the eye
And then I'll take the blokes home
Feel it, fick it
Amps it are junking
And I got more rhymes than there's garda that are at the chips shop
Sure 'nuff I got props from the kids on the Hill
Plus my ma and me da

[

I came to get drunk
So get out your ass and puke around
puke around
puke up drink up and get down.
Drink [18x]
I'll serve your botty like John MacEnroe
If your steps up, I'm smacking the ho
Word to your mums I came to drop bombs
I got more rhymes than the bible's got psalms
And just like the Prodigal Son I've returned
Anyone stepping to me you'll get burned
Cause I got lyrics and you ain't got none
So if you come to battle bring a shotgun and kill a fucking orangeman
But if you do you're a bollox, cause I duel to the death
Try and step to me you'll take your last breath
I gots the skill, come get your fill
Cause when I shoot ta give, I shoot to kill a fucking orangeman



I'm the cream of the Guinness, I rise to the top
I never eat a pig cause a pig is a cop
Or better yet a Father Ted
Like Daniel O'Connell
Try'n to play me out like as if my name was paddy
But I ain't going out like no ficker *****
Get used to one style and you know I might switch
It up up and around, then fuck fuck you down
Put out your head then you wake up in the Dawn of the Dead
I'm coming to get ya, coming to get ya
Spitting out Guinness lads I'll wet ya

Bless ye!

[gongshow]

Tweetlol vandoo

[bigjim33]

Tweethahaha

[3Vandoo]

Tweetso anyone else want to modify some lyrics?