The spanish at the end of the song translates to "We're ugly and we smell, but we rule faggot mother fucker". Slipknot was based on the theory that they would never give up any style of music that we loved to play, for anyone, that they would get things together under the name Slipknot - it goes from all styles from beginning to end. Corey: "Eeyore" is just about this one fucking guy from Des Moines, Iowa - he has long blondefucking hair and he is a prick to people in the fucking pit. He's a Thor looking jerkoff - he loves our band but he's a dick to everyone in the pit - he likes to hit fucking chicks - the song is about me losing my mind and just tearing the shit out of him.
Mother, faggot fucker.
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Eeyore is the hidden track. The Spanish at the end of the song translates to "We're ugly and we smell, but we rule faggot mother fucker". Slipknot was based on the theory that they would never give up any style of music that we loved to play, for anyone, that they would get things together under the name SlipKnot - it goes from all styles from beginning to end. Corey: "Eeyore" is just about this one fucking guy from Des Moines, Iowa - he has long blondefucking hair and he is a prick to people in the fucking pit. He's a Thor looking jerkoff - he loves our band but he's a dick to everyone in the pit - he likes to hit fucking chicks - the song is about me losing my mind and just tearing the shit out of him.-Corey Taylor
Eeyore is the hidden track. The spanish at the end of the song translates to "We're ugly and we smell, but we rule faggot mother fucker". Slipknot was based on the theory that they would never give up any style of music that we loved to play, for anyone, that they would get things together under the name Slipknot - it goes from all styles from beginning to end. Corey: "Eeyore" is just about this one fucking guy from Des Moines, Iowa - he has long blonde fucking hair and he is a prick to people in the fucking pit. He's a Thor looking jerkoff - he loves our band but he's a dick to everyone in the pit - he likes to hit fucking chicks - the song is about me losing my mind and just tearing the shit out of him.
First off, fuck your songs and the shit you sayDiss my wife, but at least I got a bitch, you gayYou claim to be a Muslim but you Irish WhiteSo fuck you fat boy, drop the mic, let's fightPlus I punch you in the chest, weak hearts I ripWhitey Ford, forty and white, lethargic ass dickheadI keep 'em comin while you runnin out of breathSteady duckin while I'm punchin at your chest, you need to restDilated, go ask your people how I leave yawith your three CD's, nobody sees, when they releasedEvidence, don't fuck around withrealMC'swho ain't ready for no underground beef, so fuck geeksI let you faggots know it's on for lifebut Everlast might die tonight, hahaFat boy murdered on wax and killedFuck with me and take a heart pill, you know!
[Kon Artis]Yo! Get out the way yo, get out the way yoWhitey Ford's heart just stoppedEminem shocked him back, he had another heart attackWhitey Ford's gettin his ass floored for talkin backLittle faggot Hamburgular, I show you where the burgers areAt your own restaraunt, while I'm servin yaDrop and stomp your whole heart 'til it stopsCall the cops, I'ma beat your ass while they watch
[Eminem]Got in his ass and now this faggot wanna mention me stillthis ain't no freestyle battle Everlast gettin killedwith his chest openTryin to throw a fuckin punch, but you just chokinHavin a stroke and now you learn why crackers never earned a dimecause you SUCK motherfucker you should learn to rhymeTalkin 'bout you packin pistols but it's funny to meYou ain't never been in trouble, you just wanna be meI'm a paleface killer whaleon his way to fuckin prison, pistol whippin tail, haErik remember when I passed you in the lobby that day?That shit was obvious you probably was gay, haNow it's all about country, you gave up hip-hopForty-nine thousand copies, the week your shit dropwhile mysalesmakin records breakTwo and a half million scanned by the second weekMotherfucker I hit 'em up!
Dionna:Hurt me? Don't you even fuckin' lay a pinkie on me! I'll get him to kick your ass and then I'll fuck 'em! You wanna watch Vinny? Will that turn you on Vinny? You linguine dick mother fucker. You wanna watch while I suck a big black dick in the back of a big black cadillac?
"Beat this faggot!" my mom said to the steroid guy. He responded by removing his hand on my mouth and slapping me on the face several times. I again just couldn't move as he smacked me multiple times. After that he did something even more violent and punched me in stomach which resulted in bile slightly rising to my mouth. I was just too powerless to even resist him because I was being overwhelmed both sexually and physically. He then grabbed my neck to choke me for real and then released me after a minute.
But however uncertain he was about what happened before they met, Michael knew that his parents were not suited for each other: his father with his Afrikaans, his soft white flesh; his mother, lean and tall, with no fat around her stomach. He had inherited his mother's English and was sent to the English school in town. The only sound he inherited from his father was his name. The rest of the Afrikaans side had been tied up tight and left to dry out like the fallopian tubes he learnt about in Biology. 2ff7e9595c
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