2018 Happy Ether Day
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UpAndComing
Veteran
Ya arms too short to box with God's Son
InstantKlassik
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Roland Coltrane
Superstar
Sits back and enjoys the endless gifs.
the amount of work that must have went into this gif
the levels involved
Another overrated song by another overrated rapper.
Jimmy Two-Times™
Coli Mods Catch Me If U Can Forgive Me Imma Ridah™
THE NIGHT BEFORE ETHER
by
@Jimmy Two-Times™
'Twas the night before Ether, when all through the house
Not a dikk sucking fakkit was stirring, not even a camel;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that God's Son soon would be there;
The stans were nestled all snug in their beds,
While samples of "fukk Jay-Z" danced in their heads;
And mamma in her ’kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap,
When out on The Coli there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the project window I flew like a mash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the fukkery and hash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny bravehearted brehs,
With a little old driver, so lively and fun,
I knew in a moment it must be God's Son.
More rapid than GOATs his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called the rappers he influenced by name;
"Now, Jungle! now, Horse! now, Cormega and Prodigy!
On, Gawdfather 50! on, Noreaga! on, Ja Rule and AZ!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky;
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of quotables, and God's Son too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little GOAT's hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney God's Son came with a clip full of rounds.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ether and napalm;
A bundle of quotebales he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a pedler just opening his pack.
His eyes—how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly.
He was ready to explode on a camel, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his Ether,
And filled all the stockings; which inspired "sEther",
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle,
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Ether to all, and to all a good-night."
by
@Jimmy Two-Times™
'Twas the night before Ether, when all through the house
Not a dikk sucking fakkit was stirring, not even a camel;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that God's Son soon would be there;
The stans were nestled all snug in their beds,
While samples of "fukk Jay-Z" danced in their heads;
And mamma in her ’kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap,
When out on The Coli there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the project window I flew like a mash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the fukkery and hash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny bravehearted brehs,
With a little old driver, so lively and fun,
I knew in a moment it must be God's Son.
More rapid than GOATs his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called the rappers he influenced by name;
"Now, Jungle! now, Horse! now, Cormega and Prodigy!
On, Gawdfather 50! on, Noreaga! on, Ja Rule and AZ!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky;
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of quotables, and God's Son too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little GOAT's hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney God's Son came with a clip full of rounds.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ether and napalm;
A bundle of quotebales he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a pedler just opening his pack.
His eyes—how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly.
He was ready to explode on a camel, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his Ether,
And filled all the stockings; which inspired "sEther",
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle,
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Ether to all, and to all a good-night."
prophecypro
Hollywood North
We love Hov
and Happy Birthday to the gawd and one of the GOATs
but we also gotta show love to our other GOAT for the comeback and the whole city rocking
and Happy Birthday to the gawd and one of the GOATs
but we also gotta show love to our other GOAT for the comeback and the whole city rocking
ryda518
Randy Orton=Legend Killer
He called him a Tae Bo hoe
Jay jabbed at Nas with the "u made it a hot line, I made it a hot song"
You can argue, Nas turned that against him by taking a Pac line of "fukk JayZ
" and turned it into one of the greatest diss records everI know it's not exactly the same because i dont think friends was as hot as The World is Yours. but still
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didnt it drop on Dec 4th not Dec 3rd?
InstantKlassik
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today IS the 4th
breh just started the festivities early
OP. made the thread yesterday.
