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THIS SONG AND THE POLL WERE REQUESTED BY MARIA ( SHINOBU )
written by almighty Th31

Welcome to my Crib, where the gay’s live…

(Chorus)
Me gotz male porno, me gotz male porno, me wanna bang till the sun goes down. (x2)
Me name be Spacegay, Me name be Spacegay, me wanna get down and jiggy wid it. (x2)

(Main)
Me be worse than Michael Jackson, me go walkin by alleyways, it always pays. Rapin men till dusk till dawn. Me be gay you see, as itz the real me, what else can I be, a gay, that’s what I’ll be!

I’m queer, and I like it, I’m queer and I shake it, I’m queer so I work hard and play hard, Me not likez those republicans, wid dere gayness locked away, if dey had da choice they would throw their dicks away…

Ma Names Spacegay, and I like It, Ma names SpaceGAY, and I fuck it, Ma names SPACEGAY, and I lick it…

(Chorus)
Me gotz male porno, me gotz male porno, me wanna bang till the sun goes down.(x2)
Me name be Spacegay, Me name be Spacegay, me wanna get down and jiggy wid it.(x2)

(Ending)
I gotz a sperm overload, my dick got crushed on the road, I’m gonna enter 3rd mode.
This is a tricky job, you get me? With the CID tryin to track me down, like a hound, I wont get found, Ill get round, wid all these people disrespectin’ me, don’t you see? My life be so gay, well that’s what I am, recordin’ ma willie with a handycam, insertin’ my dick to get extra ram, lickin’ it like a piece of ham, damn…

Bravo, don't blame me guys, this was requested, and the request was fulfilled, how can I not listen to a fellow member?

ok.............................

lol

Indeed

Best song ever! I had a good laugh with it, lolol. More songs, more!!

Make a porn rap video of that and you'll be the richest man in no-time.

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I think that from now, the clash should end.
Or... Spaceray, make a song Let's have fun

Yeah, go on Spaceray, it'll be fun!

but the song wasn't about spaceray was it? it was about spacgay

lol

*New song - Requested by Maria*

(Advise: Sing with a fast-phased American/Texas accent)

He’s a super-sized motor-powered flyin’ machine, with a horse-power of 25 beats, Space gaaaa-ay-aay, Spaaaace gaaaaaaay.

He gets whipped with a lash, when he gives a bash, but nobody cares, with his super-high, electrified glares, Space gaaaa-ay-aay, Spaaaace gaaaaaaay.

He’s got a head the size of King Kong, with an arm the size of his ding dong, Space gaaaa-ay-aay, Spaaaace gaaaaaaay.

He licks on men, he licks on boys, thinks of ‘em as sex toys, Space gaaaa-ay-aay, Spaaaace gaaaaaaay.

He bangs his father, he bangs his mom, then he licks his thumb, Space gaaaa-ay-aay, Spaaaace gaaaaaaaaaaaay-aaaaaay. Hya!!!

This paper is about culture, in particular that aspect that deals with visual language, both pictorial and written. I write not as a traditional art historian, but as someone who was exposed early on to the Metropolitan and the Modern Museums in New York, and who went the way of the artist at first, then designer and art director, brand strategist and currently design professor.

A refugee from California and New York, I was in a beach house in Oregon overlooking a foggy coastline and the Pacific Ocean. I placed a call to the academic department director at the Art Institute of Portland who was to hire me to develop a course in the history of graphic design, in order to finalize the arrangements and get started on the project. She proceeded to relate to me what had happened to the World Trade Centers and the Pentagon. The rest of the weekend was spent in a fog – literally, a heavy one, in front of my eyes – punctuated with assaulting and arresting visual images of the attacks on the monoliths.

OK, I'll join (I'll regret this I KNOW)

But who should I do one to (not myself )?

Teh one

Oh ya, good idea. One will ryme with anything!

The one, the one,
your mind is so num,
as your intellect is dumb,
the one, the ooooooooooone!!!

The one, the only,
I would guess you are lonely,
your voice is gone all stoney,
the one, the ooooooooooonly!!!

The one, the n00b,
is growing too big pubes,
try not the break a fuse,
the n00b, the n0000000000b!!!

It needs a little work, but...

ROFL, Good one! But I'm still winning I think, I've already got two songs, also your song dosn't have a good flow to it.

*New song (poem) - Smelly feet award!*
(Ok, so theres no swears in this one, this is just for fun!)

Your feet smell, your feet pong,
Why do you wear your socks so long?

Have a shower, Have a bath,
Not just once but seven days a week.

You may find this reward insulting,
But your foot odor is quite revolting.

rofl @ those peoms

would anyone make one about me?

Ok

*New song – Matyuv Remix*
I like big cock and I can not lie, you other brovaz cant deny when a boy walks in with that itty bitty penis, I put my hand up on my face and go Why!
With a round thing in your face.
You get sprung
Wanna pull up tough
Cuz you notice that dick was stiff.
Deep in the jeans he's wearin’
I'm matyuv and I can't stop starin’