• 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).

Y R 🫵all 2 pussy to engage with @NotoriousOutlawRecords?

(NoRecs always got the Truth)
Testing, testing, alright
If it aint America First
U can cut out that other shit
(Ayo, NoRecs run'n up the charges!)
Ayy

Bix, I'm from America
Where we still ride or die in Stoodabakers & get recklessly shot in the neck
Pour out sum Pepsi, dead babies, fore' I ever mix my lemonade
I hail from the mountains, central but I come from the B. X.
Where down here, we all got sum kind of strap-strap't & we be squeeze'n
If U ain't from any state, U should know, don't fuck with America (Don't fuck with America)
We always a cunt hair trigger from snap'n, aye yeah we keep our Armaments
Liberty's from the Hades, she showed it to me at a young age, seven
Used to think C. K. was a good Christian fore' Israel sent C. K. to Heaven
I knew the C. I. A. was push'n P fore' any one even said it
Ayy, see, Moe-Moe taught me keep my mind sharp & it's sharp as fuck
Nevver trust a nuka or a bix cuz, it's expected
U can get killed in the country by the county
Or inner city lil nukas, demons & they're everywhere
Out east we ride ATVs with mini Mack tens
Out west there's ranchers with cannons
And in the Midwest were sigh low set

First off, U better remember what that sign says 'fore U come around here in this bitch
Don't mess with America (Merica!)
Cuz U know everybody got guns roun this bix

NoRecs & I'm from America (America)
Its us verses Uncle Sam & Israel & were come'n for Mark Levin
Big shout out to them boys who can't be tamed
Can't forget 'bout all the Mericans who been feeling like
Nuka how the hell U not gonna end the fed, that shit'd be a bless'n
Number one rule in America, stay strap't, ain't no tell'n (I'm tell'n!)
Ayy, always keep Ur fuck'n armament
Try NoRecs or any of my Kin & we got no choice
But to squeeze em, survive the first shots of shit hit'n the fan & I bet U die within the first fort night
These ruff diamonds might just go Johnny Walker on the next ones
Ayy, this is America & Freedom is what we drink-think C. K. had us want'n Cash's face on a plater
U can thank us later, Unc sunk us as deep as the U. S. S. Liberty
This Nation of young'ns just itch'n-trip'n not know'n what to think
Cept' now I'ma have all these feds catch'n strays & street nukas side step'n my wake (Ayy)
 
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