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The Official Banter Away Thread

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Woop woop. Spin that ****!
 
Such a fantastic movie.
 
Look, if you had, one shot, or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted. In one moment
Would you capture it, or just let it slip?
Yo

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready to drop bombs,
But he keeps on forgetting what he wrote down,
The whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's choking how, everybody's joking now
The clock's run out, time's up, over, blaow!
Snap back to reality. Oh, there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
He's so mad, but he won't give up that
Easy, no
He won't have it, he knows his whole back's to these ropes
It don't matter, he's dope
He knows that but he's broke
He's so sad that he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's
Back to the lab again, yo
This whole rhapsody
He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him

[Hook:]
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go (go)
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime (yo)
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go (go)
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime (yo)
(You better)

The soul's escaping, through this hole that is gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a new world order
A normal life is boring, but superstardom's close to postmortem
It only grows harder, homie grows hotter
He blows. It's all over. These hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he's known as the globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows
He's grown farther from home, he's no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose 'cause here goes the cold water
His hoes don't want him no more, he's cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told and unfolds
I suppose it's old partner, but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da da da

[Hook]

No more games, I'm a change what you call rage
Tear this mother****ing roof off like two dogs caged
I was playing in the beginning, the mood all changed
I've been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhyming and stepped right into the next cypher
Best believe somebody's paying the Pied Piper
All the pain inside amplified by the
Fact that I can't get by with my 9 to 5
And I can't provide the right type of life for my family
'Cause man, these goddamn food stamps don't buy diapers
And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard, and it's getting even harder
Trying to feed and water my seed, plus
Teeter totter caught up between being a father and a primadonna
Baby, mama drama's screaming on her
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another day of monotony's gotten me
To the point, I'm like a snail
I've got to formulate a plot or I end up in jail or shot
Success is my only mother****ing option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem's lot
So here I go it's my shot.
Feet, fail me not
This may be the only opportunity that I got

[Hook]

You can do anything you set your mind to, man
 
The battle rap from 8 mile is probably the highlight of my day.
 
I feel like the bolded parts have a meaning here?
 
Now this looks like a job for me
So everybody just follow me
'Cause we need a little controversy
'Cause it feels so empty without me

DUH NUH NUH NUH!!!
 
Yeah, you can be the greatest
You can be the best
You can be the King Kong banging on your chest

You can beat the world
You can beat the war
You can talk to God, go banging on his door

You can throw your hands up
You can beat the clock (yeah)
You can move a mountain
You can break rocks
You can be a master
Don't wait for luck
Dedicate yourself and you gon' find yourself

Standing in the hall of fame (yeah)
And the world's gonna know your name (yeah)
'Cause you burn with the brightest flame (yeah)
And the world's gonna know your name (yeah)
And you'll be on the walls of the hall of fame

You can go the distance
You can run the mile
You can walk straight through hell with a smile

You can be the hero
You can get the gold
Breaking all the records they thought never could be broke

Yeah, do it for your people
Do it for your pride
How are you ever gonna know if you never even try?

Do it for your country
Do it for your name
'Cause there's gonna be a day...

When you're standing in the hall of fame (yeah)
And the world's gonna know your name (yeah)
'Cause you burn with the brightest flame (yeah)
And the world's gonna know your name (yeah)
And you'll be on the walls of the hall of fame

Be a champion, be a champion, be a champion, be a champion
On the walls of the hall of fame

Be students
Be teachers
Be politicians
Be preachers
(Yeah)

Be believers
Be leaders
Be astronauts
Be champions
Be truth seekers

Be students
Be teachers
Be politicians
Be preachers

Be believers
Be leaders
Be astronauts
Be champions

Standing in the hall of fame (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And the world's gonna know your name (yeah, yeah, yeah)
'Cause you burn with the brightest flame (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And the world's gonna know your name (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And you'll be on the walls of the hall of fame

(Be a champion)
You could be the greatest
You can be the best
(Be a champion)
You can be the King Kong banging on your chest

(Be a champion)
You could beat the world
You could beat the war
(Be a champion)
You could talk to God, go banging on his door

(Be a champion)
You can throw your hands up
(Be a champion)
You can beat the clock (yeah)
You can move a mountain
(Be a champion)
You can break rocks

(Be a champion)
You can be a master
Don't wait for luck
(Be a champion)
Dedicate yourself and you gonna find yourself

Standing in the hall of fame
 
Love it! A little Em in the morning is always a good to go
 
Great, now I have that awful song lodged in my brain!!! Thanks JB
 
What a great way to start a Monday with this thread.


Y'all know me, still the same O.G., but I been low key...
 
And finally, I leave you with this one...

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall;
All the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't put Humpty together again.
 
As anyone who deals with payroll on a large scale probably knows, the end of the year stuff gets a little hectic to get everything into the IRS. I stopped and got some hot chocolate on my way into work this morning as a nice treat for myself. Its gross now.
 
Thanks to JB I'm listening to old school rap on Pandora


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I played 17 rounds less in 2015 than 2014 and my handicap went from a 4.5 to a 1.9. Less golf equals better handicap?! Better not let my wife see this stat.
 
Nate said:
I played 17 rounds less in 2015 than 2014 and my handicap went from a 4.5 to a 1.9. Less golf equals better handicap?! Better not let my wife see this stat.
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From the short amount of time I saw you play, you seem to have a great tempo right now and the power looks effortless. Keep it going for 2016 man.
 
Nate said:
I played 17 rounds less in 2015 than 2014 and my handicap went from a 4.5 to a 1.9. Less golf equals better handicap?! Better not let my wife see this stat.
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In my case it was the opposite. I played less than 17 rounds total in 2015 and my handicap doubled.
 
Awkward silence said:
From the short amount of time I saw you play, you seem to have a great tempo right now and the power looks effortless. Keep it going for 2016 man.
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Less the hosel rockets I was hitting on the front 9! Ha!
 
JB said:
In my case it was the opposite. I played less than 17 rounds total in 2015 and my handicap doubled.
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You had some injury/health issues to deal with as well though. Here's to a better 2016!
 
The Official Banter Away Thread

We need to go back... WAY back... Back before y'all even knew rap existed.
In Jail
In jail
Unh-unh...
Unh-unh...
In jail, in jail, without no bail
In jail, we're in jail because we failed
In jail, in jail, without no bail
In jail, we're in jail because we failed
Now there was just one day
That I will never forget
I got jailed for something that
I'll always regret
It was twelve o'clock, midnight
And I wanted a snack
So I headed downstairs
Thought the fridge was packed
But when I opened the door
What did I see?
The back of the fridge staring right at me
I thought to myself
I could almost die
Then an immage appeared
A pizza pie

So I put on Adidas
Headed out the door
As I pictured myself
Eating more and more
But the store was closed
I busted into a rage
So I went to the crib
And got my twelve-gauge
Ran back to the shop
Busted won the door
And all I saw
Was pizza galore
So I stuffed my face
I couldn't even walk
I couldn't laugh, smile
Shake, giggle, wiggle, or talk
So I fell asleep with my face in my plate
And the next thing you know
I was headed upstate
In jail, in jail, without no bail
In jail, we're in jail because we failed
In jail, in jail, without no bail
In jail, we're in jail because we failed
Well, Kool Rock is my name
Last part is "ski"
And I have the worst
Case of my M.C.
But listen to the story
'Cause it's kind of strange
When I had this sort of hunger pain
Walking down the strreet
With the bass of my box
With my stomach growling
Like a hungry fox
When I saw this scene
Or was it a dream?
A big restaurant sign
Called Burger King
So I went inside
Started stuffing my face
Didn't even think
About the things I ate
But when the bill came up
Boy, was i shocked
I said, "I don't pay for nothing
I'm the King of the Slops!"
In jail, in jail, without no bail
In jail, we're in jail because we failed
In jail, in jail, without no bail
In jail, we're in jail because we failed
But when our time is through
We'll rock you and you
We turn parties out
Make you scream and shout
We're not demanding
Or very outstanding
We got something unique
And in the middle he's standing
On the microphone
He rocks and shocks
Homeboys and girls
It's the Human Beat Box
Break
Now I'm sitting here alone
Looking at the wall
Just thinking about
How I took the fall
I thought I was cool
I thought I was slick
And now Im writing
Letters of being homesick
I lost my freedom
When I heard the door slammer
And now I'm breaking rocks
With a big, heavy hammer
I used to drive the streets
With my big car
And now I look and all
I see are bars
I jail
Everyone's the same
You only survive
If you play the game
You don't have guns
And now you remember
You're your momma's son
You made her cry
And stay up all night
Coming home high
Just leaving a fight
You always made her feel
That you were better
But now you're a little boy
Just waiting for a letter




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I'm pondering a #THPCallOut
 
Nate said:
Less the hosel rockets I was hitting on the front 9! Ha!
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You just needed your boy to get you the go-go juice
 
Nate said:
I played 17 rounds less in 2015 than 2014 and my handicap went from a 4.5 to a 1.9. Less golf equals better handicap?! Better not let my wife see this stat.
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You were emotionally spent after an MC run.

Basically, it's time to get in #TheCup so you can get your cap up a bit again.
 
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