bobsbrat Posted August 27, 2005 Share Posted August 27, 2005 R0bvious, if you're reading this, get me the songs and I'll throw them up here. But if you want to respond, I guess you'll just have to sign up on the forums :rotfl: I'm particularly fond of song #2! Pittsburgh LAN Coalition, Inc. Pennsylvania's Premiere LAN Parties Alright, so I got a little bored last night. This being said, I'd like to present to you, my humble fan-base, my latest single (... my only single): -------------------------------------------------------------- r0bVious - Netgraph Lyrics: r0bVious - Netgraph wrote: This is my mic, you're nailed with a lag spike Look down at your netgraph and see what it looks like It's like the apocalypse has hit your ISP Oh shit, oh noes, there goes your whole killing spree It was fly ya'll, the way they were walled taking your bullets, that bitch, at which they were appalled. Hopped in the cobra, and you flew like a pro Caught-'em-undressin'-You-taught-them-a-lesson: that-what-they-reap is what they sew. You had been shot down, but what they didn't know: You had enough skill to take that flag all on your own. ... Now it's the last round. You put down the C-4. Your job is Window, Your teammate's at the door. But both you guys forget the tunnel coming from the floor, and when you go to check the CT team pours from the door and the window It just goes to show, Murphy's Law does exist in games now, you know. And when the other team is laughing and rolling in the dough, And the next round is Eco, AKA Death Row And the only strat you have is a bum-rushed "GO!" Make sure to blame the lag, of course you don't blow. Maybe it's your rates. Netgraph. (Being as anal as I am about these stupid 'fun' things, I'll prolly end up recording it again to perfect the really fast part, as well as some other things.) ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- MORE: If I didn't embarass myself enough on the first try, I made a second song to a different beat about my defeat in UT at Pittco 3. Written with humor and smile/wink at perfecti0n. This one is considerably longer (about 4:30), though the song itself cuts out around 3:00, I add some filler just to finish the beat. r0bVious - Headshot Oh yes, I say "loss" like "loth" and "Power Ups" like "Powups" or something like that. My tongue got confused, but the rest isn't bad so I figured I'd just go with it. r0bVious - Headshot wrote: Here it goes. This is it. I lost the finals today. Shit. Aight let's drop it. Let's make this one sick. Let's make this one tits. I make it stick. Verse after Verse, Rhyme after Rhyme... I make it crack your mind, with each damn line. -- It was a 1 vee 1, He was gunnin' me, son The outcome looked bleak, He had me on the run. He spit fire with that flak cannon. A single shot turned my dodge into a crashlandin'. I could hear him from 'cross the room. His shouts signifying... my impending doom. This the finals. Getting owned by his style, Smears all over the tile. (Headshot, Headshot, Headshot) I just put my head in my hands, Dream of the promised land of being UT champ, with prizes, a pedestal that rises. Instead of "I think I can", I'm getting owned by HIS hand What can you do? he's after you And you got 30 to 2 In his favor, Has a bitter flavor Forever be unsavored. (Headshot, Headshot, Headshot) It's not a matter of sportmanship, Or of the loss forthwith Or that "my wrist is stiff" Or "I don't give a shit" Just the fact is, I thought I was good at it. Never thought I'd quit, winning shit, Taking tournaments, bit by bit. I'm not throwing a fit, that is that, in fact I met the man and he's one pretty damn cool cat. But sitting high up on my throne is done r0bVious surrenders, perfecti0n has won. Watching the sun set, Knowing I lost the bet Having to pay my debt, Of not losing yet. So I go home, lock 'n load. Make n00bs' heads explode. Tell them all to hit the road. Make 'em think I'm in godmode. (Headshot, Headshot, Headshot) Practice makes perfecti0n, it's easy to see. I know what he's got, and why he beat me, so I'm taking it personally Going on a killing spree For practice, my decree (Headshot, Headshot) I'm getting my degree in the DM of UT I'll move like Jet Li And I'll sting like a bee. And don't for a minute find this hard to believe Practicing day and night, to set myself free. That's right, You heard me, Uh-huh. ...To set myself free. (Headshot.) ...Shock Combos, Rocket Splash Minigun Tracers, a scorpion's slash. Health packs and Power ups. I would have missed with my lightning gun, but you forgot to duck. (Headshot.) (Headshot.) I do it all... ...To set myself free. Getting my degree. Day and night. ...To set myself free. (Headshot.) And dammit: Don't for a minute find this hard to believe. I'm practicing, day and night. ...To set my. self. Free. To set myself, To set myself... ..Free. ...To set myself free. (Headshot.) ...To set myself free. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Third song. r0bVious - Life of a Gamer Not too happy with recording quality and volume equalization...my voice sounds so corny, but whatever... then again (at least regarding quality), I'm using Windows Media Player and Voice Recorder ;p I'm too tired to really care much more about it. Definitely fun to write, though. Read into the lyrics, I made a few good references to NS, HL2, HL2DM, BF2, Vampire: Bloodlines, etc etc.... Oh yeah, and [Rawr] is the PvP guild I'm joining. I must be really bored or something. r0bVious - Life of a Gamer wrote: So I cancelled my WoW account, Too much scream, not enough shout I knew what the game was all about But it just seemed too easy, so I was in, and now I'm out. I find myself playing NS again, And HL2DM is once more my friend Guild Wars is another on which that I depend, Though my guild isn't around to make amends. I find myself a hungry Vampire, And once again overthrowing the Combine Empire. Awaiting Aftermath and reading all the inquires on Dark Messiah that I can aquire. I still haven't opened that game Second Sight, Which was on sale that one warm night My DDR pads need some dusting, While my twitch had just started rusting. I can't wait for F.E.A.R. While I PvP with [Rawr] Once again Marine, in the Alien Scene, on Steam Turning obscene, lotsa battle scars. In between work hours and showers, Excercising powers, taking wins all as ours My Elementalist turns perfectionist, In the arena making all the enemies cower. I launch filing cabinets with the Z-PEG Of the final scores I take J-Pegs Gotta start DDR some much, much more 'cuz lost all muscle in both legs. It's not a question of skill, but a question of fun Will I be humored for the whole run? Can it keep me entertained until the setting of the sun? Yes or none? Or will I get frustrated a ton? Will I shout these upset words, while I blame the gun: "That's it, No more, I give up, hate the game, I'm done!" That's no fun. ... So I cancelled my WoW account. I've once again found my shout. Fire up some games, blow up some planes, drivin' tanks, climbing up the ranks, oh no doubt. I'm instead laying waste to All my foes, And clearing my name of Vampiric woes After all that's how the story goes It's like a virtual row of dominos. And that's all of the hip-hop prose, From this beat, you know hope you liked the rhythm, hope you liked the flow. But it's time for me to go. Don't consider it a sin, But you see I have to log in, I have some graphically advanced games to play. And win. You see... I have some graphically advanced games to play. And win. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kalvinclyde Posted August 27, 2005 Share Posted August 27, 2005 :cheer: now where is the song in words? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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