• Pat Flood (@rebarcock) passed away 9/21/25. Pat played a huge role in encouraging the devolopmemt of this site and donated the very first dollar to get it started. Check the thread at the top of the board for the obituary and please feel free to pay your respects there. I am going to get all the content from that thread over to his family so they can see how many people really cared for Pat outside of what they ever knew. Pat loved to tell stories and always wanted everyone else to tell stories. I think a great way we can honor Pat is to tell a story in his thread (also pinned at the top of the board).

What are you listening to

after a play thru it just doesn't hit like 2003.
back to another shitty suno song bc there's nothing worth listening to any more and bc I can't record atm.
and every time I listen to my own records, I just want to make new hits.
😆
 
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A song for my daughters when I'm gone.
[Intro, eery & hopeful]
I still remember Dad's jokes, I try yo remember them but I just remember more of him

[Chorus x3, soulful & heartfelt]
Somewhere in a place, long ago
Where memories go to remember
What once was, long ago

[V1, sad & somber]
Silver grey hair & photos spread out
Didn't quite know what was going on
So I went on with my day
Which slowly turned into Dad turning grey

Never quite the same when I realized
We were different but the same
Like the day when I left to live my own life
I thot I was looking at an old man
Happy to see me begin my own journey
I didn't know he was letting go

Of the little girl who stole his heart
Right after mom he said her & I
Were exactly the same, now I drive
Just to remember some place in time

[Chorus]

[V2, hopeful]
These days the memories aren't the same
It's like sum things missing & yet everything's in place
Right where it's supposed to be

Still on the stillest of nights
I completely let the day
Catch me by surprise
And feeling like Dad's right next to me

[Chorus]

[V3, break & beat drop, empowered & charged up]
Dad's best advise serves me well
Ever challenge I've faced, I know
He's been right here with me

Some say when they gone
There's things U never get back
But what about what he's left me
A power no one understands
Now I understand who he was

[Bridge]
So I go to the empty spaces
And remember his face
Laughing at the jokes
He no longer tells

[Chorus]
 
Gobels to Hitler:
"They will never suspect or expect us to be Jews ourselves."
*Spelt: Goebbels

Do you really believe these guys were jews? If so, how come?
Just my opinion here: I've heard plenty of rumors about Hitler, including his supposed jew (Rothschild) heritage and have looked into the background of both dudes numerous times over the years now too, but I still haven't found anything verifiable nor even convincingly jewey about either of 'em.

As such, at least until shown proof otherwise, I can only logically conclude that neither were secretly jewish, neither were secretly aligned with the international jew cult, and all the rumors are likely nothing more than spurious rumors.


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*Spelt: Goebbels

Do you really believe these guys were jews? If so, how come?

Just my opinion here: I've heard plenty of rumors about Hitler, including his supposed jew (Rothschild) heritage and have looked into the background of both dudes numerous times over the years now too, but I still haven't found anything verifiable nor even convincingly jewey about either of 'em.

As such, at least until shown proof otherwise, I can only logically conclude that neither were secretly jewish, neither were secretly aligned with the international jew cult, and all the rumors are likely nothing more than spurious rumors.


I just think their were all sum kind of reptile.
 
[Intro]
I spend all my time, plot'n
Site'd up & set up, ready set, go!
BOOM!

[Chorus x2]
I'm done, so done, done, done, done!
I'd rather die, die, die! Than belly up!
So just what & the fuck, is there to talk about?!
(Bang-Bang! x5)

[V1, beat low, vocals loud]
Yip yap, whilst this trig click-clacks
From tic-tacs to USO's, I knew it all
Long before U came up, duck
Their only gonna let U think, just so far
Just as long U as U don't cross any lines
All the while lining U up, goin down
Nothings changed except History
Pitty not 1 piss ant can grasp it
Facts hot potato passed, quicker than
Rip'n this anthem back open, closed minds
Enclosed like time & what'd they say?!
Its all simulation at best & before we know it
It's gonna be, what many sadly
Just won't actually be ready for & boys
I'm hella way more ready for so much more!

[Chorus]

[V2, visceral & surreal]
Grimier than catch'n the Reaper on the wrong block, U got the right 1 now son
I'ma have Unc & Izzy flag pole duck taped
Speed'n off over the smolder'n ruins of
Liberty's Reptilian chambers, chills like
Timber, Timber U timid ass mother fuckers
Not far off, too long til there'll be no tuck'n tools
Then we'll see who's who & who's principals haven't led them astray, just ashtray mens
Pretenders not ready for the truths render'n
Surrender'ers & the silence is deafening as fuck
So get thru to who, the eighty eight percent, the elite parasites or absolute evil it self
Cuz all I've really got to say can all be said
At the lengths of this Immaculate Aim
(BANG-BANG! x5)

[Bridge, beat break & war like Intermission]

[V3, soulful, heatfelt & gut wrenching]
Gone & gossip still gonna Goose em all
Knot'd like Babe & Bat or Ox hot box'n
The everlast'n Aetheric Knowledges of the Unknown
& no I wasn't raised like cattle, fodder
I was sent tho to rip the New Madrid & rid
The masses of not only the parasites
But the demons imbbeded as inbreed idiots
Hold up, these bars just keep come'n
& as hard as know'n they actually come from the future
Stacked & moe fuct than my trig'fings
When I'm lay'n into this aim & bixes
I'm Omega Set trip'n on 1 end & to that end
We can end it all nukas! (Brr-Brr! x5)

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Aye whenever Ur ready, just send the signal
(BANG-BANG! x10)
 
[Intro, telephone rings, answer]
Hello?! That is that call!
Your call, so yes, it's yo' call!

[V1, Visceral & Surreal]
Now if I gave U any type of tool
Would U use it?!

Woke up in a Grim Marines houh!
Splashed sum aqua & stepped out the front door & into the everlasting unknown
Know'n not 1 man stands as so Grandiose
Nose dive head first into these verses
U might comprehend understand & grasp
What the battle is & where it's at
Yo front door step, if U ain't got no sense
To notice all the bullshit piling up
Fuck choke'n it all down, I got just 1 anthem
And thus, this is what it is!
(BANG-BANG! x5)

[Bridge, Grimey & Haunting x3]
Just who the fuck R-U, to tell me what & the fuck it is?!
U can all catch these shells of Hell! (BANG!)

[Hook, Overcharged & beat doubled x2]
It's war & been war, U really ready?!
For the shit show of all shows?!
Guns up Pay Attention & Be Aware!
They want U dead & all I gotta say is!

[V2, (Beat cut) Broken & Healed Prayer]
The Dearest & Highest Almighty took these woes & turned them into this Immaculate Aim
In between the false memories & my true memoirs Rests a Destiny, not one man can see stead-fastly so
Folks flock to this stargate, the Shepherd of all & I shalt not want a damned thing of this world
Rested by thy still-est of waters, the Second Oceans
I slayeth in greener pastures & restore my soul French Kiss'n the Goddess' Knowledges
Guided by the Gods indignation for righteousness & all in this names Sake
No Recs & even tho I
Wander Death's valley of Shadows
I have never feared Death, Evil or any man
& all B-cuz U-R with meh this Rod & thy Staff Comforts meh
And I shall dwell within the threshold of the Lord all of the days of thy life, try me!

[Bridge, beat drop & loop]

[Hook, Even more Grittier & Haunting]

[V3, Solomn & Resigned]
These letters I pen to man, the world
Are not from long ago but 40 years in the future B-cuz the past can & never will
Begin to explain the passing Carnage of the Present
Which is presented to U in such Falsely Fabricated way These bars have 2-B dumbed way the fuck down
Which is where I'm staring down each & every got damned one of U clowns
And as always there's really only so much I can say B-4 my trig'fings gets to itch'n & trip'n
And all B-cuz I wasn't sent to coddle aby delusional proponderance of the simulator
I'm come'n slightly straight above the Jug-U-Lar
All the two faced slimey snakes who've dug my grave & all long B-4 this Lion ever Roared!

[Refrain]
 

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