Kosh
'The' Yaztromo
Reading some of the disgraceful and unwarranted personal attacks by some of the cretins, who choose to use this board, was akin to idiots having a fight outside a pub… f***ing pathetic and the use of the C word to describe the clubs manager just awful to have to digest.
So I have decided to reply by means of that oft neglected medium: Rap… It’s for all those people drawn into a debate about whether Adams is a C… Hang all of your heads in shame…
About You…
Aha yeah… Yurrrp… etc. and so on…
I’m the North Stand Chatter,
Through deceit I flatter,
Don’t know when I’ll realise,
My opinion don’t f***ing Matter…
Got my witty Avatar,
And my derivative comic stylings,
I’ll blind ya with ma magnatisim,
Like a pile of Iron f***ing Filings…
Sittin’ in ma underpants,
In front of ma PC,
Choosin’ footy manager,
Instead of ma degree,
Talkin’, shoutin’ all day,
Me… me… me…
Ma NS credit is all it’s about,
And if ya don’t get it,
I’ll type it in bold or just f***ing SHOUT…
I’m the number one member of the NS crew,
Don’t wanna read it if it’s written by you,
I swear and I rant and I know what’s best,
I’m the only one ya can forget all the rest…
My opinion is right,
It’s my written lore,
My f***ing day and my f***ing night,
I patrol this board with the rest of ma crew,
Tearin’ out your heart with everythin’ we do…
I say I’m a fan,
My blood blue and white,
And if you don’t agree,
I’ll start a f***ing fight…
I never miss a trick,
Never miss a chance,
Yet never will I grasp,
That which I can never understand…
But watch yourself,
Stay out of my way,
Cus boy I’ll be a comin’
Day after day…
NSC is my world,
NSC is my wife,
And best of all,
I don’t need a gun, Don’t need a knife…
It’s just as well I don’t have a f***ing life.
Kosh
So I have decided to reply by means of that oft neglected medium: Rap… It’s for all those people drawn into a debate about whether Adams is a C… Hang all of your heads in shame…
About You…
Aha yeah… Yurrrp… etc. and so on…
I’m the North Stand Chatter,
Through deceit I flatter,
Don’t know when I’ll realise,
My opinion don’t f***ing Matter…
Got my witty Avatar,
And my derivative comic stylings,
I’ll blind ya with ma magnatisim,
Like a pile of Iron f***ing Filings…
Sittin’ in ma underpants,
In front of ma PC,
Choosin’ footy manager,
Instead of ma degree,
Talkin’, shoutin’ all day,
Me… me… me…
Ma NS credit is all it’s about,
And if ya don’t get it,
I’ll type it in bold or just f***ing SHOUT…
I’m the number one member of the NS crew,
Don’t wanna read it if it’s written by you,
I swear and I rant and I know what’s best,
I’m the only one ya can forget all the rest…
My opinion is right,
It’s my written lore,
My f***ing day and my f***ing night,
I patrol this board with the rest of ma crew,
Tearin’ out your heart with everythin’ we do…
I say I’m a fan,
My blood blue and white,
And if you don’t agree,
I’ll start a f***ing fight…
I never miss a trick,
Never miss a chance,
Yet never will I grasp,
That which I can never understand…
But watch yourself,
Stay out of my way,
Cus boy I’ll be a comin’
Day after day…
NSC is my world,
NSC is my wife,
And best of all,
I don’t need a gun, Don’t need a knife…
It’s just as well I don’t have a f***ing life.
Kosh
