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Write To This Picture: March '05
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Write to this picture by Michael James Newlyn for March:
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Two programs, he used to create this fucking picture..
Made some shapes on a plane that really could of been thicker.. See first he used bryce.. In a not so amazing way.. Got a sky.. And some lights.. Which is basically childs play.. Then ge hopped on paint shop pro.. And guess what he did.. He dropped some pre-set cat stamps, ontop of his pic.. He cut a Ciggerette out, and simply pasted it in.. Then used a smoke filter, pretending to say it was lit.. And ooh wow.. The kid even put in a guitar peice.. And if that wasnt enough.. He even used a pre-made tree.. In the background.. He only used some gay grass brushes.. Someone break his leg.. Make him use some grey ass crutches.. Fuck this.. Strobe your picture this month it kinda bores me.. Let me choose the next one.. I'll be sure they wont be snoring.. ^Word.. |
I thought i was on the couch, smokin a blunt to tha face
Now im trippen kause the ground is brick, it's a desert place My blunts not laced but 2 black cats means bad luck for me But the trumpets play with grace, now I fuckin hit this tree Now my mouth is bleedin and there's a kitty in that clear ball Now everything is spinnin, Im bout to urrl...im about to fall my hands are slidin down the stump...all can do now is crawl My fuckin lungs feel small, And the flame got bigger on the wall As I take a puff off of the Newport..it smells like sumthin is burning And does this feel real now and I see lite candles in the background Oh fuck! Im gettin cooked like sausage that keeps turnin and turnin I open my eyes to see that my livin room is on fire--I think im hell bound |
As i walk through the shadow of the valley of death, i realize i got no fear, but rest, look at my life pasted in front of me, music, pets, and a climbing tree, this shit amazes me, look up and say this is too fucked ta be, life is short, and grow from 1 ta 17, is to fast and too easy, pictures cant please me, too breazy, background of life is too easy,
now i know i gota quest ta live up to, take a trumpet in hand and run through, candles will burn you, now i understand what i must understand, i gotta get two cats and start a rockband, |
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why u bitin Coolio?? lmao :noob: |
Hahhahaahaha...but I Think Its A Quote From The Bible....*gasp*...you Bit From God!!!!
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am i the only one that noticed the face in the smoke??
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A menagerie of nothing that makes no sense/ Should've been enclosed in a concrete fence Why would I trip to fall on my face/ Never staring into outer space On the ground living, everything is real/ Never get caught smokin a banana peel Art/ I wouldn't give a fart Picaaso and all the rest are fakes/ Betty Crocker ain't no real cake Parkey ain't butter you can't fool mother nature/ Zero is how I would rate ya Why do this to your self/ Check back into the insane asylum for your mental health And you want to make heads or tails/ How about "F" the letter for fail Put things in perspective and get real cuz/ It ain't about you and your buzz Can't really deal with the hardcore of life/ Need alcohol and or drugs plus weed smoke for your stress and strife Thats weak to me/ You sucker M.C. |
I feel caught up in a world such as Alice and Wonderland
Everything seems so damn bizzare, who would wonder man Abstract beings with a single thought with no demands A puzzled world a mythical place, why does shit float With all of likfes complications can we still hope |
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i see it...good eyes |
"The Binger"
"it became very clear to me..........those pills werent tylenol at all... my mouths becomin' numb, so imuh trryy tuumm muh haannanaalll... *sips water* excuse my strange behavior.............for i know not what i do!!!... temporarily cool, the next minute: IM SCREAMING while shovin' you... cig me somebody.................i need nicotene like.....PRONTO-fast!!!... is it just me???....or do i see...........dry trees that need a match???... LETS BURN IT DOWN!!!.....so me and the cats can smoke in peace... someone better stop playing with me.......tell me who's got my keys... my electric guitar is acoustic.....(damn trumpets just had to shoot it)... gimme a chance to tune it *yawns* and i'll play ya some opera music... *pukes* my bad mi amigo........it wasnt like i was trying to aim for your boots... sometimes these things come up..............i just did what i had to do... dazed and confused view.....i look around....and then i frowned at him... by the way....officer dude....what were we both talkin' 'bout again???..." ...the super... |
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Nope I noticed it also |
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