scoop

If this isn't the worst sentence ever crafted... wtf

get paralyzed

get paralyzed

It's not over!

that's pretty much me when i recorded this

TROLL

wow smh thanks for the recognition

yeah hell 'cause I spit fire

we g

wow TROLL gtfo

THOSE AREN'T CATS

WEAK

weren't expecting it to be so dope, huh?

op updated w/ lyrics

Quebec 3-1

Meute Vikings Meute Vikings

wtf I thought my facebook was private??

This rap was less of a trainwreck than this series will be.

http://www89.zippyshare.com/v/3s6G4BnV/file.html yep. oh gawd. here are the words: Sorry Davos but this song can't be about you Captain Viking on the mic, verse the choo choo choos Lloyd's lightin' up the night, gotchu singin' the blues. Need a break? Man, yo we preppin' your tombs A message from Light, Mr. Powerless I'm sorry but the hourglass is countin' down to your doom And Koenig can't save you, we be bringin' the boom Gettin' stoked, we feel it comin' soon It's in the air tonight, Tyson's ready to hit you Tommy O, your lifeless, you empty, sittin' there We see you green with envy, 'mirin' our skills Can't move, scared still, gotchu feelin' the chills There's nothing you can do, you don't got the will My condolenses to Duchess you ain't nothin' but roadkill Jerrick's droppin' y'all, bodies hittin' the floor Drownin' in your tears, gotchu screamin' "no more" This glorious Karnage, we out for blood tonight You standin' no chance when your in the Lord's sights We royal, saying "this'll be a Slaughter" A disaster for you, 'n after we through you'll be hearing Tom's laughter We faster, we're stronger and bigger Messin' y'all up like some weak-ass Kritters Better watch your backs, yeah 'cause Karma's a bitch Keep your heads up or Sev'll score another hat trick We're puttin' on a show, you won't wanna miss this Franky York says you been naughty, gettin' nothing for Christmas Sorry Klose, we gotta send you home so soon No fireworks for you, you ain't brighter than the Moon Moon Moon Hear him roar, Jody's back with a vengeance Summoning Víðarr he's got you on his death list Blake's blockin' the shots, stoppin' you in your tracks Brock's slippin' on the ice, time to face the facts Waldron you all done, a washed-up hack We just takin' off puttin' on our jet packs We're gonna be nice, though, we got the cash To send your trashy asses back first class And don't worry, it won't take long We're shippin' you express all the way to Cologne

Great series though Davos. That Campbell though...

extremehappiness.gif Well, now we get to go through all this again. JUST TO POTENTIALLY REACH THE FINALS.

I could kiss you, Campbell. But not in a homosexual way.

FAAAAAAAWK I desperately wanted to win the series today because I'm so excited to put Cologne on full blast. BUT NOW I'M WORRIED THAT I MIGHT NOT EVEN GET TO