Lions in the street and roaming
Dogs in heat, rabid, foaming
A beast caged in the heart of a city
The body of his mother
Rotting in the summer ground.
He fled the town.
He went down South
And crossed the border
Left the chaos & disorder
Back there
Over his shoulder.
One morning he awoke in a green hotel
With a strange creature groaning beside him.
Sweat oozed from its shiny skin.
Is everybody in?
Is everybody in?
Is everybody in?
The ceremony is about to begin.
Wake up!
You can't remember where it was.
Had this dream stopped?
The snake was pale gold glazed & shrunken.
We were afraid to touch it.
The sheets were hot dead prisons.
And she was beside me, old,
She's, no; young.
Her dark red hair.
The white soft skin.
Now, run to the mirror in the bathroom,
Look!
She's coming in here.
I can't live through each slow century
Of her moving.
I let my cheek slide down
The cool smooth tile
Feel the good cold stinging blood.
The smooth hissing snakes
Of rain...
Once I had a little game
I liked to crawl back in my brain
I think you know the game I mean
I mean the game called "Go Insane"
Now you should try this little game
Just close your eyes forget your name
Forget the world, forget the people
And we'll erect a different steeple.
This little game is fun to do.
Just close your eyes, no way to lose
And I'm right here, I'm going too
Release control, we're breaking through
Way back deep into the brain
Way back past the realm of pain
Back where there's never any rain
And the rain falls gently on the town
And over the heads of all of us
And in the labyrinth of streams beneath
Quiet unearthly presence of
Nervous hill dwellers in the gentle hills around
Reptiles abounding
Fossils, caves, cool air heights
Each house repeats a mold
Windows rolled
A beast car locked in against morning
All now sleeping
Rugs silent, mirrors vacant
Dust blind under the beds of lawful couples
Wound in sheets
And daughters, smug with semen
Eyes in their nipples
Wait! There's been a slaughter here
Don't stop to speak or look around
Your gloves and fan are on the ground
We're getting out of town
We're going on the run
And you're the one I want to come!
Not to touch the earth, not to see the sun
Nothing left to do but run, run, run
Let's run, let's run
House upon the hill, moon is lying still
Shadows of the trees witnessing the wild breeze
Come on, baby, run with me
Let's run
Run with me, run with me, run with me
Let's run
The mansion is warm at the top of the hill
Rich are the rooms and the comforts there
Red are the arms of luxuriant chairs
And you won't know a thing till you get inside
Dead president's corpse in the driver's car
The engine runs on glue and tar
Come on along, not going very far
To the east to meet the Czar
Run with me, run with me, run with me
Let's run
Some outlaws live by the side of a lake
The minister's daughter's in love with the snake
Who lives in a well by the side of the road
Wake up, girl! We're almost home
Sun, sun, sun
Burn, burn, burn
Moon, moon, moon
I will get you soon...soon...soon
I am the Lizard King
I can do anything
We came down the rivers and highways
We came down from forests and falls
We came down from Carson and Springfield
We came down from Phoenix enthralled
And I can tell you the names of the kingdoms
I can tell you the things that you know
Listening for a fistful of silence
Climbing valleys into the shade
For seven years I dwelt in the loose palace of exile
Playing strange games with the girls of the island
Now I have come again to the land of the fair
And the strong and the wise
Brothers and sisters of the pale forest
Children of night
Who among you will run with the hunt?
Now night arrives with her purple legion
Retire now to your tents and to your dreams
Tomorrow we enter the town of my birth
I want to be ready.
mike fucking ruined nfhc. it's a bastion of mediocrity.
THIS. I don't really like mike anymore. I bet the only reason he doesn't post over here is because he's not a mod. He threatens to walk out on his moderation, yet he hangs onto it like it would crush him if he got demodded. How many times did he say he'd leave for usertitles?
Bahaha, so there is, as of now, some girl (a near 10/10 I might add) walking around Ottawa thinking that I'm a legit rapper... and I told her to check out my show tomorrow night.
Me and my buddy were high as FUCK and saw this sexy-as-all-fuck girl walking down the street. We started talking to her, eventually told her that I'm a rapper and that my buddy is my beatbox/MC or whatever the fuck you call it.
I threw down this Mad Conductor verse I memorized and she was fucking blown away. Ahahaha so fucking impressed by that shit even though it was mostly just me rambling stoned with James attempting some beatboxing. Then told her we got our first big show tomorrow night at some bar, and she could get in free with the password "I am Blind Jim" ahaha
James didn't even get her number.:facepalm:
Well, neither did I, but it's different.:facepalm::facepalm:
Damn I love IRL trolling people. I live for this shit.
I wish you'd post in my forum so I can look it up.
Shit man, making honey oil turned out to be a huge waste. I put about a quarter through, and I'm already done with the honey oil that I got from it. I'm just going to use the "spent" weed and make some cannibutter, so hopefully it won't be as big a loss.
I wish you'd post in my forum so I can look it up.
Shit man, making honey oil turned out to be a huge waste. I put about a quarter through, and I'm already done with the honey oil that I got from it. I'm just going to use the "spent" weed and make some cannibutter, so hopefully it won't be as big a loss.
I'm back to using the gravity bong for a while.
If you didn't get more bang for your buck, or more zoot for your zoo, you either:
A) R DOIN IT RONG Still have alot more cannabinoids that can be extracted
You do realize the volume of solvent required for butane extractions, right? A quarter is gonna take atleast one liter of compressed liquid butane to extract by the conventional butane extraction methods. That's the huge draw back to BHO. Huge amounts of expensive, dangerous, hard to handle solvent.
I seriously use two whole liters of butane for a whole quarter ounce. Then I do iso rinses, and get a bunch more.
If you didn't get more bang for your buck, or more zoot for your zoo, you either:
A) R DOIN IT RONG Still have alot more cannabinoids that can be extracted
You do realize the volume of solvent required for butane extractions, right? A quarter is gonna take atleast one liter of compressed liquid butane to extract by the conventional butane extraction methods. That's the huge draw back to BHO. Huge amounts of expensive, dangerous, hard to handle solvent.
I seriously use two whole liters of butane for a whole quarter ounce. Then I do iso rinses, and get a bunch more.
I did it rite, you'll just have to trust me. I'm out of butane for the moment, so I'm just going to assume I didn't extract enough, hence the cannibutter.
That BHO was so awesome, my vapor curve is dripping in delicious hash oil that condensed at the crook.
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What the FUCK is up with the name? Fuck you muffins, you blueberry bastard, fuck you. :mad:
Lions in the street and roaming
Dogs in heat, rabid, foaming
A beast caged in the heart of a city
The body of his mother
Rotting in the summer ground.
He fled the town.
He went down South
And crossed the border
Left the chaos & disorder
Back there
Over his shoulder.
One morning he awoke in a green hotel
With a strange creature groaning beside him.
Sweat oozed from its shiny skin.
Is everybody in?
Is everybody in?
Is everybody in?
The ceremony is about to begin.
Wake up!
You can't remember where it was.
Had this dream stopped?
The snake was pale gold glazed & shrunken.
We were afraid to touch it.
The sheets were hot dead prisons.
And she was beside me, old,
She's, no; young.
Her dark red hair.
The white soft skin.
Now, run to the mirror in the bathroom,
Look!
She's coming in here.
I can't live through each slow century
Of her moving.
I let my cheek slide down
The cool smooth tile
Feel the good cold stinging blood.
The smooth hissing snakes
Of rain...
Once I had a little game
I liked to crawl back in my brain
I think you know the game I mean
I mean the game called "Go Insane"
Now you should try this little game
Just close your eyes forget your name
Forget the world, forget the people
And we'll erect a different steeple.
This little game is fun to do.
Just close your eyes, no way to lose
And I'm right here, I'm going too
Release control, we're breaking through
Way back deep into the brain
Way back past the realm of pain
Back where there's never any rain
And the rain falls gently on the town
And over the heads of all of us
And in the labyrinth of streams beneath
Quiet unearthly presence of
Nervous hill dwellers in the gentle hills around
Reptiles abounding
Fossils, caves, cool air heights
Each house repeats a mold
Windows rolled
A beast car locked in against morning
All now sleeping
Rugs silent, mirrors vacant
Dust blind under the beds of lawful couples
Wound in sheets
And daughters, smug with semen
Eyes in their nipples
Wait! There's been a slaughter here
Don't stop to speak or look around
Your gloves and fan are on the ground
We're getting out of town
We're going on the run
And you're the one I want to come!
Not to touch the earth, not to see the sun
Nothing left to do but run, run, run
Let's run, let's run
House upon the hill, moon is lying still
Shadows of the trees witnessing the wild breeze
Come on, baby, run with me
Let's run
Run with me, run with me, run with me
Let's run
The mansion is warm at the top of the hill
Rich are the rooms and the comforts there
Red are the arms of luxuriant chairs
And you won't know a thing till you get inside
Dead president's corpse in the driver's car
The engine runs on glue and tar
Come on along, not going very far
To the east to meet the Czar
Run with me, run with me, run with me
Let's run
Some outlaws live by the side of a lake
The minister's daughter's in love with the snake
Who lives in a well by the side of the road
Wake up, girl! We're almost home
Sun, sun, sun
Burn, burn, burn
Moon, moon, moon
I will get you soon...soon...soon
I am the Lizard King
I can do anything
We came down the rivers and highways
We came down from forests and falls
We came down from Carson and Springfield
We came down from Phoenix enthralled
And I can tell you the names of the kingdoms
I can tell you the things that you know
Listening for a fistful of silence
Climbing valleys into the shade
For seven years I dwelt in the loose palace of exile
Playing strange games with the girls of the island
Now I have come again to the land of the fair
And the strong and the wise
Brothers and sisters of the pale forest
Children of night
Who among you will run with the hunt?
Now night arrives with her purple legion
Retire now to your tents and to your dreams
Tomorrow we enter the town of my birth
I want to be ready.
Haters gonna hate.
4J stickied it.
Dammit, erorr, quit being level headed and the voice of reason. :mad:
mike fucking ruined nfhc. it's a bastion of mediocrity.
THIS. I don't really like mike anymore. I bet the only reason he doesn't post over here is because he's not a mod. He threatens to walk out on his moderation, yet he hangs onto it like it would crush him if he got demodded. How many times did he say he'd leave for usertitles?
Mike's a nigger :mad:
Me and my buddy were high as FUCK and saw this sexy-as-all-fuck girl walking down the street. We started talking to her, eventually told her that I'm a rapper and that my buddy is my beatbox/MC or whatever the fuck you call it.
I threw down this Mad Conductor verse I memorized and she was fucking blown away. Ahahaha so fucking impressed by that shit even though it was mostly just me rambling stoned with James attempting some beatboxing. Then told her we got our first big show tomorrow night at some bar, and she could get in free with the password "I am Blind Jim" ahaha
James didn't even get her number.:facepalm:
Well, neither did I, but it's different.:facepalm::facepalm:
Damn I love IRL trolling people. I live for this shit.
Probably woulda though, really
God, 4J or f_b, PLEASE change the name back now that muffins is gone.
get it?
Use a hammer, nignog. Also, don't give me a hard time in CoM.
somebody please tell me they know what im talking about, this image just popped into my head when i read 1337s post...
yes, pl0x change it back to TRT.
To be completely honest, I'll chop your balls off and kill you if you fuck around with me.
^I thought we weren't allowed to post nonsense?
^Useless use of caret symbol, :mad:
Stop looking at my IP.:mad:
I wish you'd post in my forum so I can look it up.
Shit man, making honey oil turned out to be a huge waste. I put about a quarter through, and I'm already done with the honey oil that I got from it. I'm just going to use the "spent" weed and make some cannibutter, so hopefully it won't be as big a loss.
I'm back to using the gravity bong for a while.
If you didn't get more bang for your buck, or more zoot for your zoo, you either:
A) R DOIN IT RONG
You do realize the volume of solvent required for butane extractions, right? A quarter is gonna take atleast one liter of compressed liquid butane to extract by the conventional butane extraction methods. That's the huge draw back to BHO. Huge amounts of expensive, dangerous, hard to handle solvent.
I seriously use two whole liters of butane for a whole quarter ounce. Then I do iso rinses, and get a bunch more.
I did it rite, you'll just have to trust me. I'm out of butane for the moment, so I'm just going to assume I didn't extract enough, hence the cannibutter.
That BHO was so awesome, my vapor curve is dripping in delicious hash oil that condensed at the crook.
wut r u talkin ayboot?
Technically you are of the Caucasian race, but of French-Canadian origin. You should have said that is elitist.
LOL. I hate it when my mom twists a pinner d00b and it burns up in 30 seconds.
Do I have to get out now?
Kindly do:mad:
And I know you didn't just call me FRENCH!:mad::mad::mad:
I guess Canadians ARE a different race ...
Brb, ima go noose myself
Which one of us?
This.
chacun d'entre vous devrais fermez tes bouches
Ca c'est rien d'autre qu'un blague, connard
poutine
I can't understand that Frenchy talk (I don't have access to a dictionary now) but fuck all you no good hygeine lackin Eurotrash piles
lol, canada.
Don't forget the cheese curds. Delicious, delicious cheese curds.
Allow me to translate.
Ta gueule = A pretty offensive way to say "shut up". English equivalent would be "shut your fucking mouth", IMO
chacun d'entre vous devrais fermez tes bouches = You should all shut your mouths.
Ca c'est rien d'autre qu'un blague, connard = Nothing more than a shitty joke, motherfucker
poutine = poutine
Thought about saying "too lazy to look it up" but I was too lazy to say that.
Also, I think it's funny that the retard crew got modded.