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Post by Pony on Aug 9, 2007 13:43:44 GMT -5
I wrote a little hillbilly song at work this morning, proving pure boredom can create masterpieces!! lol Nothing devo-oriented, but hey, we're broad minded people, right?
Soldier of Love
I'm a soldier in the army of love And I'm fighting like hell for the only girl I'm speaking of She's a thin girl from the north side One day I swear I'm gonna make her mine 'cause I'm a soldier in the army of love
There's a battlefield where I've met my doom And the lover that stands above me that inflicted my wounds But this soldier can never die And I'd rather fight than cry 'cause I'm a soldier in the army of love
Well I'm marching in the rain for her heart But the blood that spills is only just the start I've fought my way to a civil war And now I find myself on the floor But I'm soldier in the army of love
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Post by Valkyrja on Aug 12, 2007 21:24:30 GMT -5
I like it, Tony. It's kinda epic!! Which would be the tune?
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Post by charlene on Aug 13, 2007 12:11:01 GMT -5
Yeah, I love it, too... Could be a cool rap... I'm into rap lol*
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Post by Pony on Aug 13, 2007 17:01:34 GMT -5
Thanks, chicas!! It's a total hillbilly bluegrass heart-in-the mud song, but since Charlene mentioned 'rap,' I wrote ONE rap song a few years ago. I've tried writing EVERYTHING!! So, you'll be the first to ever read my only attempt at rap, so KEEP IT REAL. And please, don't laugh too hard!! lol
Rap strip
She say ‘Tony, keep it on the downlow, you know what I’m sayin’ I say ’honey, u keep givin, so why I keep payin?’
But then she showed me her secret she keeps up her dress So I melt like an ice cream, still hot fo da rest Why you keep teasin dis boy in da hood When ur momma done told ya I ain’t nutin, and nutin is good
She looks so cute sippin on a Coke, showin me legs, listen to Tone Loc So brown, so smooth, she plays wit my mind But it’s all I can do to hold onto my dimes
At night when it’s late I be smokin a jay She’s dancin at Oz , makin some sucker pay Fo my wheels n deals, even my meals But when it’s time fo real love she knows I’m da steal
Some thugs say I love a hooker, some say I love a ho But if dat’s what they say, then they only want mo Coz my baby ain’t no bitch, she gives me her heart Something chumps like u, muthafucka, can’t buy, even at Walmart
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