• 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.

Welkomen 2 2026...

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https://suno.com/s/WHi2AFN5nY5iXCTn
[Intro]
If only they could see me now...
Hahaha, only in their dreams...

[V1]
Simple somber early mornings
Making coffee and doing chores
Just to make it out the door
Blistering cold but a man does
What a man does even if
He isn't what life demanded him to be

Sip'n from my canteen, eye wonder
Like a twinkle in their eye
Every time this ol' rig comes roll'n over another hill
And their there and all smiles
Like yeah, that there's my dad

[Hook x2]
From drive'n a few over cliffs
And roll'n threw a few walls
I'm still here year after year
Everything they said, I wouldn't be
And then some, yes and then some
And then some

Roll'n on away threw the years
Only hope'n for more, year after year


[V2]
And as they days go by and they keep climbing in
I lean in to the drive a little, a lot harder than I used to
And boy did I used to, lean in when I drove
And drove and drove and drove
With no where to go, know'n
I'm just on my way home

Home sweet Home
Like every time I walk in, or I head out
Know'n I was supposed to be
Nothing at all, hahaha
Why if they could ever see me
I hope to God they see me
For who I am now, cuz who I am now, shows
Every time she runs to me and screams Daddy

[Hook]

[V3]
As a young man I, was a sure fire
Quick to hop a fence and let
My city boy like heart get his fill
Filling up all the worries of yesterday
With the promise of the future's problems

Where many wonder why a man just doesn't share
What is and isn't fair
That's just the way life was meant to be
And Lord knows that's all life does, is remind me
And boy, does life remind me, like when
We're all gathered around and a simple silly look
Let's us know this is home and always will be, always will be
No matter who
Likes it or not
I am me, everything you see
And so much more
And boy don't I know

[Refrain]
 
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https://suno.com/s/2tx0PP33DrDKJHRa
I don't know dude I think everybody's all jealous & shit Cuz I'm like the leader of the open air prison dude & I think everybody's got a fuck'n problem with me dude & they need to take it up with me after the show b-cuz These peasant-slaves don't even know the name of my man Bee-Bee & they're all on me like they want me to roll heads Once I blew-kissed the wall they all knew that I'm the man All because I'm the leader of the open air prison plantation man So I get off C-N-N right Drop the mic Walk up to these jewish jezz ah bell hoes & I'm all like Sup ladies Name's Uncle Sam the leader of the Corp baby & they're all on me like Oh my God it's him Becky oh my fuck'n God it's Uncle Sam I swear to fuck'n God dude U fucking rock & just like a jew from ay'pack their scream'n Please invoke Marshall law We got U suck'n cock on tape anyways Now by now the rest of the peasants get hella jelly Especially when I drop the beat downs & steal all the peasants taxes & didn't release the Jeffy files Hill Billy Yeti Blow Job Betty's start throw'n their Oh Eff links & Dub-ya-twos Panty helicopters everywhere like it's the eighties again So like every single night they pick a fights with me But when we fight it's cynical tyranny cuz they're right back to pay'n taxes the very next day Dude I just think they're tryna steal the light from me Yesterday some Kuniva named Massie pulled a knife on me just cuz I told him Candice Owens is a man like Marconies-man This dictator shit is the life for me & all the other countries just despise me bcuz the corporation the corp man Baby yeah Alright alright alright give me the mic-man Okay dog give come on Dude Give me this mic Ow dude Jew just wanna see a Schvartza hung in the back woods don't U uh-huh & that invasion which one man How come we don't trap Satan's son that Nutty Yahoo God dang Smash these amenents & do a performance hit piece between a van & J. D. buss'n they don't even really want my autograph cuz I ain't been nothing but a liar Swiftly steal'n from em & tell'n enough is not enough Its one hell of a con man Oh come on man Shits looking moe emaciated than a deficit See it's simple the more U see the trap the more Russell Simmons types the white guy just looks like every other crook Look'n like U got sum more of that crack & all while doin D. B. Cooper high Jinx whip'n the slaves backs like just look at all the little punk ass peasants think'n & shit Yeah I know man hes all by himself taking all the kicks Hey thot we had an interview No a jew had an interview not U gon' be late for the next stimulus check if U don't file I ain't ever filing taxes again man Okay so how about I just take all yo properties & land Oh that's screwed up Its what's best for the Corp U know what I'ma say somethin' Ayo Unc U got somethin' to say Ah no thot U was about to tell him off Wassup I'ma tell him when I feel like it shut up & U ain't even back me up & we supposed to be crew I was about to talk right after U eye swear Aww man whatever I swear Stupid peasants don't even know or care that I made em like that Senses say leaders of the free world rock but anti septic groups do not Went from sold out politicians to pedo protect'n creeps How I'm gon' let the world know that the Proof is not being made public I should just cut the electricity every time the peasants start up & Every time I hear Hey dude fuck yo corporation eye be bout to snap like Bix U aint free & we don't play with dissidents Sixty eight eye cue geniuses verses ninty eye cue idiots & if these guys keep act'n funny about every Scam Scheme & Con then well I'll just snatch the whole bag like Poof bix Gone Can't balance a budget like it's my problem anyways Security take em away like this fuck'n guy Bix who the fuck are U what the fuck happened to Liberty Got damned it So sick of this ay pack fudge pack'n fuck'n goup Fuck Jews Time for me to go solo & make some loot Yeah right ask JFK Usurpt Stole & rewrote everything U know Leaked Docs like crack the con artist of all time Take this Sandy Hook I was in the back Las Vegas I was in the back Nine Eleven I was in the back Bix gimme this mic I got some suggestions Fuck yo rights ask some critical questions But what about Slim isn't this his jam Bix Ur fuck'n retarded Fuck him two This is what Uncle Sam thinks of U he's the popularest guy in all the corporation Big ass stench & bixes still think its cute pay'n taxes so keep pay'n Like ay tell Fifty fuck his pouty lips Aw naw did he just really Fuck this petty open air prison plantation known as a corporation Girl why can't U see yo the only one for me & it just tears my ass apart to know that U don't know my name fuck this Eye rock eye ran Venezuela shit yeah all the GOD for me the hardest dict tater in the world I'm the leader of the New Rome I get all the goy pay'n for blood baths I'm the leader of the New Rome My black mail makes all the peasants want to dance with my Samson My Samson woah woah where'd everybody go
 
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