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☆A little little fun: Submissions
☆Submissions
It's now officially the 10th of January, and that means entries for this little event have closed! Everyone now has from now until January 23rd to pick or rewrite a song and submit it here for a chance to win at a ~prize~.
☆ Check here for all the matches!
☆ Here is where you'll submit your songs!
☆ If you have any questions, then feel free to ask them here, or reach me privately on my plurk.
☆ Need help or have tips to offer, whether picking or rewriting songs? This thread could potentially help you out.
Good luck, everyone!
It's now officially the 10th of January, and that means entries for this little event have closed! Everyone now has from now until January 23rd to pick or rewrite a song and submit it here for a chance to win at a ~prize~.
☆ Check here for all the matches!
☆ Here is where you'll submit your songs!
☆ If you have any questions, then feel free to ask them here, or reach me privately on my plurk.
☆ Need help or have tips to offer, whether picking or rewriting songs? This thread could potentially help you out.
Good luck, everyone!
Your Band Will Probably Murder You - Shen
Little punk ass I'll start shit with
Just kiddin', ain't no beef with it
No need to go and get real intimate
But yo, I hear you're part of ViP?
Hope you got a gravestone ready, like R-I-P
Better sleep with fire under your pillow, a BFG
And if you get fucked, hey man, don't blame me
'Cuz I ain't the one who joined a band fulla freaks
Wish I could say that in the good way with a bed's springs shriek
Instead you're stuck with two cocks who need bloodshed to hit their peak
Or maybe that's a little incorrect, a little suspect, so lets back up, reflect
Wish they could put a leak in me like the Titanic
Make believe that their shallow little pool was the bottom of the Atlantic
Check out the look in their eyes, what's that I see, a little panic?
That's right, motherfuckers, here I am again, right back at it
But hey man, you ain't me, and I ain't you
Sleep with one eye all up on your crew
Else you'll end up on the dinner menu
Fresh out the pot rabbit stew
Figure out yet who's the subject of attack?
Illuminati wannabe and his little shortstack
Better hope the rest ain't that shit and got your back
Mystery face and yarn knight, maybe, for some slash and hack
Now there you go, can't say I don't spread the help around
So yeah, said my shit but you better not frown
Should focus on making sure a knife doesn't hit you like touchdown
That's my piece, now pass my goddamn crown