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Blood-Pigggy 31-01-2009 12:04 AM

Abandonia is Babylon
 
In this whole diagram of life, in its trembling roots, the Rastafarian agenda has been kept under a persistent diaphanous foam of secretive murmurs and accusations.

The lock and key have both been lost, releasing the portcullis of a floodgate that has only served to drown the individual voices of the Rasta acolytes.
A cycle, undoubtedly vicious, undoubtedly malevolent on the part of Babylon's furtive attempts to submerge a powerful and influential society, have drawn this country into a web of deceit, hate, and people with power engaging in cybersex.

Owned.

Let me tell you a story, it goes like this.

Now, this is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I liked to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air

In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground was where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And all shootin some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys
Who were up to no good
Startin making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
She said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air'

I begged and pleaded with her day after day
But she packed my suite case and send me on my way
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket.
I put my walkman on and said, 'I might as well kick it'.

First class, yo this is bad
Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass.
Is this what the people of Bel-Air Living like?
Hmmmmm this might be alright.

But wait I hear there're prissy, wine all that
Is Bel-Air the type of place they send this cool cat?
I don't think sow
I'll see when I get there
I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air

Well, the plane landed and when I came out
There was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out
I ain't trying to get arrested
I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightening, disappeared

I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror
If anything I can say this cab is rare
But I thought 'Now forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'

I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later'
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air

With this decree, a great god of charismatic air and mellifluous voice formed an astounding society of independence and creativity. In his powerful wisdom, strange became unique rather than taboo, what else considered malevolent in the old land simply because of its difference in nature is now a beloved expression of character.

You are not limited to yourself, you are now only limited to the dreams of imagination's wanderings, and its limitless intent to inspire.

Five, five, oh.
Nineteen ninety one.

A ship, a ship, a ship, a ship.
A ship in the ocean. Sails on the ship, men on the ship, giants on the ship.
Visibly, there is something. On the ship. Sails on the ship, men on the ship, giants on the ship.
On heaven, the sky is made from paper, the corners fold when I touch them with fleshy fingertips. The sun is not there where it is, it is there when I think to see it. Ah -
- how do I think so?
The sun is there, it is burning lacquer insets, plastics and the inferno is comfort to I.
Sun, sun, sun sails on the ship, men on the ship, sails, giants on the ship.
My ocean, berates the giant gray man with ominous eyes portent. Yes. To a large prophecy that speaks, very well so, of a time, when my world. Or mine. Is to be bested.

Bested by the guides of edibles. I follow trails left by stained sugar, leads to the hole where I. There is no end to the fall. Sucking up into myself while I trail the trail of the rainbow white sugar on the tips of vision.
Spokes and wheels, or, rather triumphant things that I think are to be mine.
Eyes is as eyes does on the ship full of giants.
Eyes issasdoesfshipfgiants
Eyesfaiasfiants on shipthesi
Giantasgiantsasigiantsgiants
Dsghipfullofagiantsassdoes
Fdsodesdoesthieship
Sdoontheshipfofgiangiangian

Let's Get It On



Fubb 31-01-2009 03:11 AM

LOL

(Its spelt so, not sow by the way :oh:)

Blood-Pigggy 31-01-2009 03:47 AM

I've been really tryin', baby
Tryin' to hold back this feelin' for so long
And if you feel like I feel, baby
Then come on, oh, come on
Whoo, let's get it on
Ah, babe, let's get it on
Let's love, baby
Let's get it on, sugar
Let's get it on
Whoo-ooh-ooh

We're all sensitive people
With so much to give
Understand me, sugar
Since we got to be
Let's live
I love you

There's nothin' wrong
With me lovin' you
Baby, no, no
And givin' yourself to me can never be wrong
If the love is true
Oh, babe, ooh, ooh

Don't you know
How sweet and wonderful life can be?
Whoo-ooh
I'm askin' you, baby
To get it on with me
Ooh, ooh, ooh

I ain't gonna worry, I ain't gonna push
Won't push you, baby
So come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, baby
Stop beatin' 'round the bush, hey

Let's get it on, ooh, ooh
Let's get it on
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Come on, baby, hey, hey
Let your love come out
If you believe in love
Let's get it on, ooh, ooh
Let's get it on, baby
This minute, oh yeah
Let's get it on
Please, please, get it on
Hey, hey

I know you know
What I've been dreamin' of
Don't you, baby?
My whole body is in love
Whoo

I ain't gonna worry, no, I ain't gonna push
I won't push you, baby, whoo
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, darlin'
Stop beatin' 'round the bush, hey

Gonna get it on
Beggin' you, baby, I want to get it on
You don't have to worry that it's wrong
If the spirit moves you, let me groove you good
Let your love come down
Oh, get it on, come on, baby

Do you know I mean it?
I've been sanctified
Hey, hey
Girl, you give me good feelings, so good

Nothin' wrong with love
If you want to love me
Just let yourself go
Oh, baby
Let's get it on

Fubb 31-01-2009 04:04 AM

BP what the hell are you doing?

Did you eat to many cupcakes?

Lulu_Jane 31-01-2009 04:27 AM

Do I hear some T-Rex? OH YES I THINK I DO.

Blood-Pigggy 31-01-2009 04:30 AM

I don't like it when you bang my gong.

Lulu_Jane 31-01-2009 04:34 AM

Well, I don't like it when you hit me with your rhythm stick.

Blood-Pigggy 31-01-2009 04:41 AM

Innuendo.

Fubb 31-01-2009 04:51 AM

I LOL'd

Dave 31-01-2009 11:41 AM

http://img141.imageshack.us/img141/5...ncelogout3.jpg


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