• In Memory of Rebarcock.

    As we navigate life without Pat 'Rebarcock.' Flood, who passed on Sept 21, 2025, we continue to remember the profound impact he had on our community. His support was a cornerstone for our forum. We encourage you to visit the memorial thread to share your memories and condolences. In honor of Pat’s love for storytelling, please contribute to his ‘Rebarcock tells a story’ thread. Your stories will help keep his spirit alive among us.

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https://suno.com/s/FDY6oxKzQ9e4YCCE
[Intro]
Now I know, I ain't been...
An easy man to get along with...
But as sure as tomorrow isn't promised...
Tomorrow just happens to be the day...

[Hook x2]
I'll look at her once again and say
You're my one and only
My one and only
You took away all my lonely
And made me, everything
I am supposed to be and so

[V1]
Tuesdays have always been
A trying day for me
From broken down busses to
Sleeping under bridges
To burning every road
That I ever strode
As if life was just a strobe light
Blinding me everywhere I ever went
And baby, was I blind

Now this disco like life reminds me
Every time she gets those glimmers
In her eyes, In her eyes
Where the fire glows and glows and glows
Year after year

[Hook]

[V2]
It was just another summer day
Til she threw me out the truck
Tears and all and so walking home
I vowed, I wouldn't be that guy
Cuz that guy couldn't get the clues

She stuck by me threw some of my
Most trying years and I acted like I didn't even know

Well until it all clicked and I said
This is it, this is what I've been missing
So...

[Hook]

[V3]
Now I may not be, what every other man
Thinks I should be, I'm just who God
Meant for me to be, broken and all
And for what it's worth, what I've become

Never compares to when
She shows me again and again and again
Love isn't about what you say
But what you do with that power

And nothing makes me as so, powerful
As when I take her into my arms
And she sighs, this is home

[Refrain]
 
Also
Today is the day Reyna and I have been together for 14 years.

many look at this song as if it's about an ex.
Yeah well when I hear it it's as tho I'm telling all my exes what endurance means, I'm the new guy who took her away and at the same time all my exes lost me for good bc I'm all set with who I have now.
weird I know but what do u do when your in love and there's really no other anniversary song that jams like this one.
 
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oh snap
https://suno.com/s/AfohKgKZF8WzKWSq
[Intro]
Exes. Oh U mean whereas X's...
Mark the spot?!...

[V1]
Start the curse off in reverse okay sure
Lana, sorry we made it
As far as I could chuck a fully loaded washer outa garage
Shatter'n my Buddah statue was the cue
And yet U still robbed me, of nearly everything
And for nearly two years after the split
Sorry U turned out to be Nothing but a theif
Like three hundred off the top, cry'n bout a ticket U couldn't produce
Bout as loose as any other hoe I left
On the mile high, half and quarter clubs
Oops loops of goofy goupy nuts I left on
Like the Pickle, Helen a helter skelter type Everything was coo' til Luna tried lick'n my corn hole E oh
Sneak diss'n after demand'n rent roommates at best but wanted a kiss the day I left
The day she stole my in house pussy
Died ten in and still couldn't tell me
Sour, pickled even just like yer trout of a snapper
Move'n on down the line, boulevard
When I would be bool'n hella hard
As hard as a hard R too
Was the diabetic, Jenelle Lil porker of a heffer never let me do what was right
She'd of rather died off like almost being drove off the one oh one
Arrived in Oakland and slip off a roof tryna get in, elbows never been the same ever since
In a insulin shock and she fed me hash butter almost fucked me for good
Til I put her ass on a train and headed back to So Cal
And which hoe was it next, I mean before that
Yolanda in that Honda or the wing nut in the Toyota
And who Yolanda had to have it peek traffick and pulled over and parked
Bix even stole my Cry'st Kabbala before I could even read it, guess I didn't need it
Lana type bixes and then there was Ardecelly Vegas Luxor windows fuck'n and right back to fight'n after bust'n
So I kept it in the back of her throat
Just so I didn't have to hear her yap
But back to the wingnut, Kathrine
Old broad ex trick pimped by the Frisco Chinese
Had her slumped out, just put it in her mouth
Hell why not that was the request
Like when we'd pass out to rest
Clutched like don't go no don't go
But bix back then I had to go
Go go go go like a go go gadget dick
And thats really all the bixes worth mentioning from back then
Even they wanna claim I've got nothing but a needle dick
Part two dudes'll have U puke'n like I just cool hand Luke low hand shot U in the face

[Hook x2]
What is a Pimp?!
A man who walks with a cane and limp?!
A man who dresses fresh off the shit show circuit?
Or a man that slings eleven inches of bliss?!
Betta watch out for this Pimps back hand-man!

[V2]
Back in P. Ay. when I disappeared for five months
I happened to trip land and fall with my dick down a nurses neck Pissed off the entire deck, heck
She was just another crevasse I used like a clean nex
Back when Bonnie, B. M. B. would drive and give me flash backs of Shelly
So I'd whip out the thirty eight and
Gets to circles her clit with a slight twist
By the tip And by the time she was about to sip, she swerve some whoops Hope no one saw
Back when I had quite a few chicas on grey hound floors, yeah a real whore
To empty'n just enough room in an Amtrak luggage rack just to break a rich bitches back for the fuck of it
Fuck it how bout back when-when
I fucked a Sista mile high in the pisser
Walked out wipen her lips say'n
Call me when we land
I mean man that's after, long after
I was just four foot five holler'n at moms, friends or not
Be surprised just how many of Gen X's moms got down
Shit first wife was nine years my elder
And all the while three jewish jezz-ah-bells were teach'n me the art of pimp'n
Like that one time when we went to six flags and I ran off just to end up fuck'n some photographer college chick in the photo booth just to be take'n Unda in the tunnels and fuck'n til we got caught
Stole a golf cart and scooted off like aye fuck you skeeters
I been pimp'n ever since that first bix tried to fix all the wrongs by swallow'n it whole
Been on a Pimp's type stroll as if I just just decapitated the east side strangler
Even stranger yet, is my pimp'n lean now a days
Orwell that's if I wasn't already-finally happily hitched
Shit these days I just mention the Wifey and it's quite evident, panties still drop'n
But that's if single file thot-less thots still popt the spot, toppy and this dome piece
It's the price of have'n all my greatest fantasies played out before I even got locked up twenty thirty years ago when I had my fill of plough'n blow and plough'n my ex wife Stacy and her cousin Laura outa that window up on seventy fifth and Lexington
Any who-who-whats next on deck

[Refrain]
 
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