hey...

[~kT~]

just a quick note to say hi....
i'm new to this so thought i'd introduce myself. I'm Kati! if you wanna know any more just message me!

Basically i've been a Offspring fan nearly all my life, my bedroom is almost like a shrine to Dexter 9 i think he's ace!!) so yea have all albums dvd's and loadsa other stuff, be good to talk to people who have the same intersts as me!!

[<<Angry Kid>>]

We all have the same interests as you thats why were on this board ;)
Anyway welcome but perlease no more 'Oh my gawd, I love Dexter and going to marry him' threads. Thats not just to you thats to all noobs, don't forget about their music and the other guys.

[~kT~]

We all have the same interests as you thats why were on this board ;)
Anyway welcome but perlease no more 'Oh my gawd, I love Dexter and going to marry him' threads. Thats not just to you thats to all noobs, don't forget about their music and the other guys.


yea... i dont noodles is my fav anyway!

[ruroken]

MC MB

We from Paptown
Where niggas bring da smackdown
Don't you be talkin' smack, clown
'Cuz we be holdin' gats now
So you'd betta get yo' ass out

Papillion Nebraska where the real niggas live
We be hardened to the streets, we real insensitive
We the tough-ass middle class, the latchkey kids
Grew up on cable TV, fucked up from the Rit's
My A-D-D got all the teachers scared
But they don't fuck wit me 'cause I'm attention impaired

And jus' between you an' me, we real druggies indeed
Not only adderall - we crazy from the weed
We be smokin' that shit damn near every other week
An' gettin' so fucked up that we can't hardly speak
My ma just kicked me outta my million dollar shack
Now I be forced to pitch a tent on the golf course out back

'Cuz we from Paptown
Where niggas bring da smackdown
Don't you be talkin' smack, clown
'Cuz we be holdin' gats now
So you'd betta get you ass out

Trippy McGee

Cause we paptown nigga, we thugs from the hood
Talk shit about us, we gonna tease yo ass good
Cause in paptown nigga, we don't fuck around
We straight up thuggin, there be bullying abound
Pullin airsoft drivebys on all you niggas be jivin
In new model beemers, and my dad does the drivin

Cause the music of gats is the music we play
PAP PAP PAP nigga, every single day
My bitch mom says it's just a Merc that backfired
But I know another thug just got forcibly retired
Cause in paptown nigga, that's how bad it can get
So I jump on my 'puter to brag about it on the net

We from Paptown
Where niggas bring da smackdown
Don't you be talkin' smack, clown
'Cuz we be holdin' gats now
So you'd betta get yo' ass out

coke a holic

I don't care about any of dis shit
I been dodgin' bullets just to stay fit
You know how hard it is running from the 5-0,
Wit weed in yo pocket, the other wit the dough
Nigga you got nothin on the Pap-Pap
You ever come here, I'll turn ya into scrap
You betta stay back from my gang's space
We roll by the country club, we'll beat yo face

We from Paptown
Where niggas bring da smackdown
Don't you be talkin' smack, clown
'Cuz we be holdin' gats now
So you'd betta get yo' ass out

sKratch

Hey yo, hey yo, props to my homie MC MB
Holdin' it down wit the crew, me and Trippy McGuie
Our tires be screamin, turnin and burnin
We rollin past da school where punks be learnin
Pat Pat Pat and yo ass is still white, but black and blue
Next time we pack more plastic and lacerate you
Don't be smokin our shit unless you wanna pay for that shit
And I'll be checkin them bills makin sure they're legit
So back yo ass up and let me hit yo bitch
I'll give her HIV and a genital itch
Representin wit my suburban straight thug crew
Reserved for WASPS and blinged up jews
Nigga turn yo ass around and check yo shit at the door
And get ready for this fresh diss: yo momma's a whore

We from Paptown
Where niggas bring da smackdown
Don't you be talkin' smack, clown
'Cuz we be holdin' gats now
So you'd betta get yo' ass out

Uh, uh
What? Spin that shit.
One more time, aw shit

We from Paptown
Where niggas bring da smackdown
Don't you be talkin' smack, clown
'Cuz we be holdin' gats now
So you'd betta get yo' ass out

wheelchairman

uh uh, here comes DJ Wheelchairman
check da current n' da flow
like many a seaman fill 'er up with semen
my mp3 playa says bling bling
while I listen to da latest offspring
I grew up long, wrong n' strong,
so pass me the gat cuz I know where it's at
in the ghetto, from the get go, you don't know
I'm da chameleon number 2 billion from Pavillion
so if they ever ask ya, nigga, say I'm from Nebraska

We from Paptown
Where niggas bring da smackdown
Don't you be talkin' smack, clown
'Cuz we be holdin' gats now
So you'd betta get yo' ass out

Trippy McGee

We from Paptown
Where niggas bring da smackdown
Don't you be talkin' smack, clown
'Cuz we be holdin' gats now
So you'd betta get yo' ass out

McGee representin the dirty ghettos of The Pap
Where the Gs buy their threads at Hot Topic an The Gap
You know that life be cheap, but the houses be expensive
The curfew be constrictive, the golf courses be extensive
We got MP3 playaz by Ipod and we got discmans by Sony
But we ghetto cause my fuckin mom won't buy me a pony

When my Gs are over the bitch pretends like she's so nice
I showed the bitch, I slammed my bedroom door - fucking twice
Last month I got my first taste of pre-menstruel tension
And I cut my arm with scissors just to get some attention
I raised in The Pap, I know the cheapness of human life
Just ninety k per annum, a house, three cars and a wife

We from Paptown (uh, uh)
Where niggas bring da smackdown (yeah, yeah)
Don't you be talkin' smack, clown (nah, nah)
'Cuz we be holdin' gats now (pap, pap)
So you'd betta get yo' ass out ('fo it gets tapped)

MC McGee is passin tha phat beat to tha nigga on tha left....
Aight, kick that bass in... yeah... yeah, kick it.... aight... here we go

coke a holic

Here in da Pap, no loves ya at all
You learn to live wit 30$ a week till the Fall
I spend my days hangin' round the candy store
That be where I get my first class weed, fo' sure

Don't you think we'll just let you in
Y'all are just posers with yo 99 cent bling
I been livin' in Pap town fo' the 12 years of my life
You got no idea all sorts of hard times and strife

My mom hates me, she called me a fuck-up
She confined me to my room, she's so stuck up
She don't understand the hardships I've had
I got lost in the mall when I was a wee lad

Mom, she kicked me off of her golf course
But that's alright, cuz I went ridin' on a horse
I've gotten so good at the equitation
That I might ride out to the bus station

Just to get off of this forsaken town
Where there are druggies all around
I want to go where it's secure
Don't want to go where the skins not pure

We from Paptown
Where niggas bring da smackdown
Don't you be talkin' smack, clown
'Cuz we be holdin' gats now
So you'd betta get yo' ass out

lost_nvrfound

and every night when i'm goin to get back in my bed
my momma walks in and that fat bitch says
"you need direction, you need to get a life,
cause you're better than this, if you'd only try"
and i'm like "fuck you bitch, this is paptown bitch,
where the niggas, they be playin,
and the bitches, they be sayin... 'gimme.........crack'"
then my momma freaks, she screams "GET OUT!!"
so i walk out the door and throw a rock through the window

We from Paptown
Where niggas bring da smackdown
Don't you be talkin' smack, clown
'Cuz we be holdin' gats now
So you'd betta get yo' ass out

MC MB

Paptown muthafucka, where we don't play
'Less you count non-stop sessions of GTA
I got mad skillz wit guns - I crazy wit my glocks
Killin' niggas nonstop, 'til mom unplugs the X-Box
That's when I go psycho, call that slut a ho
Grab my stash of porno and head out the do'

'Cuz I be the number one pimp on this side of town
You know how MB operates - I got my shit locked down
I pimp Playboy, Hustler, and the swimsuit issue
Chargin' niggas madd cake for time alone with a tissue
Then I take the money I make, go buy some Robitussin
'Cuz in Paptown, muthafucker, the party never ends

Yeah we from Paptown
Where niggas bring da smackdown
Don't you be talkin' smack, clown
'Cuz we be holdin' gats now
So you'd betta get yo' ass out

If you ain't never been to the ghetto
Don't ever come to the ghetto
'Cause you wouldn't understand the ghetto
So stay the fuck out of the ghetto

sKratch

Yo MB hit me wit dat mic aight
And get ready cause my rhymes are tight
Livin it ruff cause I'm suburban and white
Shit I'll probably be doing dishes tonight

Me and my niggas we fight the good fight
On the web or our consoles all fuckin night
Poppin fresh punks left center an right
Cause moms gotst the surround sound last night

I ride shotgun with my pops, that's fo sho'
With the bump in the trunk I get bitches like whoah
They don't get periods yet so when i'm takin' it slow
There's no worries of knockin' up a damn ho

I don't wanna have to hit a nigga, even one I don't know
Cause I'm on probation and my grades are real low
Don't bust my style but if you want to, let's go
I got a nine at my hip and I took tai kwan do

Yeah we from Paptown
Where niggas bring da smackdown
Don't you be talkin' smack, clown
'Cuz we be holdin' gats now
So you'd betta get yo' ass out

Yeah yeah Paptown where you at
J-Nizzo'll tell you pap goes my gat
Yo Paptown, give a halla back
MB and McGuee are on the attack

[JohnnyNemesis]

Noodles is someone's favorite member of The Offspring?! *GASP* THIS IS A SHOCK.

[[Warning] Nimrod In Town]

I hate all 4/5 of them. Their songs get annoying.

[JohnnyNemesis]

Holy fucking god, I LOVE that Paptown Rap.

[[Warning] Nimrod In Town]

Holy fucking god, I LOVE that Paptown Rap.

Im not talking about the rap. I like the rap, im talking about The Offspring.

[JohnnyNemesis]

Nimrod In Town']Im not talking about the rap. I like the rap, im talking about The Offspring.

I wasn't talking about your post. In fact, I didn't read it.

[[Warning] Nimrod In Town]

I wasn't talking about your post. In fact, I didn't read it.
Oh, ok. Sorry 'bout that.