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[EVENT] Guess The Song... Shakespeare Style! [Round 4]
« on: March 22, 2019, 23:57:10 »
Team Summer    Presents
Round 4 of



BEGINS SATURDAY, MARCH 23RD

\:D/ \:D/ Awwww yeah we're back. \:D/ \:D/ 
It's been over 5 months since the last round of this event, so it's time to bring it back for a fourth go. :D

Who will be the next champion of this challenging event?

How to Play:
1) Starting Saturday, March 23rd, I will post three songs' lyrics in their entirety every day of the week and the object of the game is to figure out what the song is.
The catch? The lyrics are going to be modified into Elizabethan style literature - the style Shakespeare wrote in!

2) Every correct answer will earn the person points. Points will be awarded as follows:

1st to correctly answer = 5pts
2nd to correctly answer = 4pts
3rd to correctly answer = 3pts
4th to correctly answer = 2pts
All other correct answers = 1pt

This is per song, not per day, so you don't have to guess every song.
Some songs may be extremely popular and easy while some may be lesser known or in lesser listened-to genres to make it more difficult.
PM me your answers. This time I will not post the answers to previous days until the end so that people can PM their answers throughout the week to get caught up but remember, the first to answer gets the most points. :)

3) The title of the song must be ENTIRELY correct. Any misspellings, grammatical errors, wrong versions of the song (forgetting to add in a featuring artist), or wrong versions of a word (gangster =/= gangsta) will receive 0 points.

4) Lyrics will be posted randomly on each day to try and increase fairness. No promises that I'll be able to cover a lot of different times though.


Good luck! If you have any questions let me know.


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Re: [EVENT] Guess The Song... Shakespeare Style! [Round 4]
« Reply #1 on: March 23, 2019, 15:09:24 »
Love this!  :D

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Re: [EVENT] Guess The Song... Shakespeare Style! [Round 4]
« Reply #2 on: March 24, 2019, 06:09:05 »
DAY 1


Song Lyrics - #1
Song Lyrics - #2
Song Lyrics - #3
Coequal though thee knoweth i liketh t, thee ain't nothin' new
coequal though thee knoweth i loveth t, i'm in loveth with thee
i ain't tryna sayeth i liketh t, wench, thee knoweth the sooth
thee knoweth yond i fuckin' loveth t, fucking 'round with thee

yond's mine own rideth 'r kicketh the bucket, i can't coequal forswear
shawty flyeth'r than a piloteth and did get way too much to hideth
what the lady liketh, birkin bags and bikes
and the lady careth not about likes (nah, nah)
twistin' right right, oakwood pokin' out, yeah, yond's what i liketh
outta sight, outra mind
keepeth those folk hath broken hoes out mine own sight
this the night, at which hour we dim the lights, i pound with all mine own might
the lady so right, we so right, ain't nay needeth to beest thy typeth
did get yond fireth, asketh h'r what the lady drinketh, the lady hath said "guwop on ice"

i'm sayin' thee (han)
i just receiveth mine own mind off thee
aft'r the the horror yond we've been through (yeah)
i just can't stand ho fuckin' with thee
i just can't stand ho fuckin' with thee

coequal though thee knoweth i liketh t, thee ain't nothin' new
coequal though thee knoweth i loveth t, i'm in loveth with thee
i ain't tryna sayeth i liketh t, wench, thee knoweth the sooth
thee knoweth yond i fuckin' loveth t, fucking 'round with thee

i cannot keepeth doin' this, t ain't safe
i didst not promiseth yond thee'd taketh mine own nameth
toldeth thee from day, hath said yond straight to thy visage
can't beest the one if 't be true thee in second lodging, t's not yond way
thee starteth actin' crazy, knoweth yond i'll wend mia
been talking miami, thee wonneth't findeth me out of space
waiteth, all up in our feelings, wasn't did suppose to beest yond way
waiteth, i can't escapeth, yeah

'cause, baby, thee (yeah)
i just receiveth mine own mind off thee
aft'r the the horror yond we've been through (yeah)
i just can't stand ho fuckin' with thee
i just can't stand ho fuckin' with thee

coequal though thee knoweth i liketh t, thee ain't nothin' new
coequal though thee knoweth i loveth t, i'm in loveth with thee
i ain't tryna sayeth i liketh t, wench, thee knoweth the sooth
thee knoweth yond i fuckin' loveth t, fucking 'round with thee

fuckin' with thee
fiendin' f'r attention, leaveth niggas on readeth
those gents ain't fuckin' with thee
ranneth through the block, wenteth hath broken, cameth up
did stay down, real wench, putteth the pussy on thee
dreaming 'bout cars, s6, with a rollie on the wrist
cute visage, concrete
girls gon' misprise 'cause a wench gon' slayeth too festinate
baby, just parteth of all mine own dripeth
'cause i liketh t, i just alas wanna alas
that gent off the drugs, so prithee biteth not t
feindin' f'r mine own loveth, yond that gent hitteth me up, baby, i'm excit'd

coequal though thee knoweth i liketh t, thee ain't nothin' new
coequal though thee knoweth i loveth t, i'm in loveth with thee
i ain't tryna sayeth i liketh t, wench, thee knoweth the sooth
thee knoweth yond i fuckin' loveth t, fucking 'round with thee

fucking 'round with thee
fucking 'round with thee
mine own baby
'round with thee

I wast b'rn inside a bawbling town, i hath lost yond condition
learn'd to singeth inside the l'rd's house
but ceased at the age of nine
i f'rget at which hour i receiveth awards anon, the waft i hadst to rideth
the paving stones i did play upon, yond hath kept me on the grindeth
so censure t on the teen yond did bless me with the life
cater-cousins and family did fill with envy, at which hour those gents shouldst beest did fill with pride
and at which hour the w'rld's 'gainst me, is at which hour i very much cometh alive
and ev'ry day yond Flibbertigibbet tempts me, i tryeth to taketh t in mine own strideth

thee knoweth yond i've did get whisky with white lies, and smoketh in mine own lungs
i bethink life hast did get to the pointeth, i knoweth without t's nay excit'ment
i needeth to receiveth in the right mind and cleareth myself up
instead i behold in the mirr'r, questioning what i've becometh
guesseth t's a st'reotypical day, f'r someone liketh me
without a nine to five job 'r a uni grise
to beest hath caught up in the trappings of the industry
showeth me the lock'd doth'rs i'll findeth anoth'r useth f'r the key, and thee'll seeth

i'm well acknown of c'rtain things yond can destroyeth a sir liketh me
but with yond hath said giveth me one m're
i am anoth'r one to taketh the stingeth hence
i am joyous on mine own owneth so h're i'll stayeth
saveth thy loving arms f'r a rainy day
and i'll findeth comf'rt in mine own teen 'ras'r

i hath used to bethink yond nothing couldst beest bett'r than touring the w'rld with mine own songs
i did chase the picture p'rfect life, i bethink those gents did paint t wrong
i bethink yond wage is the route of all evil, and fame is hell
relationships and hearts thee fixeth, those gents breaketh as well
and ain't nobody wanteth to seeth thee down in the dumps
because thou art living thy dreameth and this shouldst beest excit'ment
prithee knoweth yond i'm not trying to preacheth liketh i'm rev'rend runneth
i begeth thee beest not disappoint'd with the sir i've becometh

conv'rsations with mine own fath'r on the a14
age 12, telling me i've gotta chaseth those dreams
anon i'm playing f'r the people father and those gents knoweth me
with mine own flung out bawbling guitar, wearing the same fusty jeans
wembley stadium crowds, two hundr'd and f'rty thou
i may has't grown up but i desire yond damian's fustian
and to the next gen'ration, inspiration's did allow
the w'rld may beest did fill with misprise, but keepeth 'rasing now it, somehow

i'm well acknown of c'rtain things yond shall befall a sir liketh me
but with yond hath said giveth me one m're
i am anoth'r one to taketh the stingeth hence
oh i am joyous on mine own owneth so h're i'll stayeth
well saveth thy loving arms f'r a rainy day
and i'll findeth comf'rt in mine own teen 'ras'r
and i'll findeth comf'rt in mine own teen 'ras'r
and i'll findeth comf'rt in mine own teen 'ras'r

welcometh to the new showeth
i guesseth thee knoweth i've been hence
wh're i'm heading who is't knoweth
mine own heart shall stayeth the same

welcometh to the new showeth
i guesseth thee knoweth i've been hence
wh're i'm heading who is't knoweth
mine own teen 'ras'r

and i'll findeth comf'rt in mine own teen 'ras'r
and i'll findeth comf'rt in mine own teen 'ras'r
and i'll findeth comf'rt in mine own teen 'ras'r
and i'll findeth comf'rt in mine own teen 'ras'r
I'm on the outside looking through
i knoweth i'm not the same as thee
i'd rath'r beest faceless and ign'r'd
than being the in-crowd desp'rate f'r
a way to fiteth in just a dram m're (oh)

i am an outsid'r
i careth not about the in-crowd, nay
bett'r off on mine own owneth anon
i'm an outsid'r
i careth not about the in-crowd, nay
i'm bett'r off on mine own owneth anon

i wanna not beest any parteth of thy scene (oh)
i believeth not what thee believeth (oh)
i'd rath'r beest faceless in the dark
than beest so fake liketh the way thou art
yeah yond's wherefore i stayeth so far
hence from thee

i am an outsid'r
i careth not about the in-crowd, nay
bett'r off on mine own owneth anon
i'm an outsid'r
i careth not about the in-crowd, nay
i'm bett'r off on mine own owneth anon

th're cometh a timeth we draweth the line
decideth we're bett'r off on the outside
bett'r off on the outside (whoa)
th're cometh a timeth we draweth the line
decideth we're bett'r off on the outside (oh, oh)

i am an outsid'r
i careth not about the in-crowd, nay
bett'r off on mine own owneth anon
i'm an outsid'r
i careth not about the in-crowd, nay
i'm bett'r off on mine own owneth anon



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Re: [EVENT] Guess The Song... Shakespeare Style! [Round 4]
« Reply #3 on: March 25, 2019, 06:20:07 »
DAY 2


Song Lyrics - #4
Song Lyrics - #5
Song Lyrics - #6
Wend wench, wend wench, wend bestie
can't alas with these hoes 'cause those gents messy
wend wench, wend wench, wend bestie
can't alas with these hoes 'cause those gents messy
wend bestie, yond's mine own moth'r fucking most wondrous cousin
wend bestie, yond's mine own moth'r fucking most wondrous cousin
wend bestie, yond's mine own moth'r fucking most wondrous cousin
yond mine own what? yond mine own moth'r fucking most wondrous cousin

a sh'rty, the lady gon' rideth, the lady gon' kicketh the bucket f'r me
yeah, i knoweth all mine own niggas, those gents gon' side f'r me
i beest goin' up at which hour thee goin' down on me
at which hour i cometh through, i did get the 4 pound on me
ev'ry timeth i'm on the scene, i beest tooley'd up
at which hour thee comin' through mine own city, putteth thy jewelry up
in a bullet truck dooley did get his bullet tuck
i loveth mine own baby, thee can't talketh to h'r, the lady malapert as alas
wend kodak, wend kodak, receiveth wage
i alas not with rap niggas, those gents comical
wend kodak, wend kodak, receiveth wage
i alas not with rap niggas, those gents comical

wend wench, wend wench, wend bestie (go bestie)
can't alas with these hoes 'cause those gents messy
wend wench, wend wench, wend bestie (go b. )
can't alas with these hoes 'cause those gents messy
wend bestie, yond's mine own moth'r fucking most wondrous cousin
wend bestie, yond's mine own moth'r fucking most wondrous cousin
wend bestie, yond's mine own moth'r fucking most wondrous cousin
yond mine own what? yond mine own moth'r fucking most wondrous cousin

wend most wondrous cousin, yond's mine own most wondrous cousin
yond's mine own main wench, yond's mine own fuckin' most wondrous cousin (best cousin)
if 't be true thee did get a problem then we did get a problem
if 't be true the lady did get a problem then thee did get a problem (bitch)
the lady gon' tw'rk, tw'rk, tw'rk, tw'rk, tw'rk yond rampallian
liketh t's h'r fuckin' birthday, wench tw'rk yond rampallian (tw'rk yond rampallian)
yond's mine own most wondrous cousin, yond's mine own fucking bestie
can't alas with thee hoes 'cause thee messy
pulleth up to the party, i did get ev'rybody did light
i can brag about mine own most wondrous cater-cousins, ev'rybody rich (we rich)
doubleth dutching with the wage, i beest playin' with the bands
birkin container, fashion nova, carti'r on the lens
ev'ry timeth we pulleth up, braches piss'd off (piss'd off)
maketh the whole club jumpeth liketh kris kross (kris kross)
i'm a lacking valor wench, poppin' liketh lip gloss (lip gloss)
we beest blowin' wage festinate liketh rick ross (rick ross)

wend wench, wend wench, wend bestie (go wench)
can't alas with these hoes 'cause those gents messy ('cause those gents messy)
wend wench, wend wench, wend bestie (go wench)
can't alas with these hoes 'cause those gents messy
wend bestie, yond's mine own moth'r fucking most wondrous cousin (go, wend, wend, wend)
wend bestie, yond's mine own moth'r fucking most wondrous cousin
wend bestie, yond's mine own moth'r fucking most wondrous cousin
wend bestie, yond mine own what? yond mine own moth'r fucking most wondrous cousin (go wench)

I'm the one, wench, i am the one, liketh keanu reeves
receiveth t done, yeah, i receiveth t done, nay blood on the leaves
those gents can't leaveth us hangin', nay, nay, not nay m're, most wondrous believeth
yeah, yond the horror is banging, bobby hath killed t with nay timeth to grieve
i'm the one, wench, i am the one, liketh keanu reeves
receiveth t done, yeah, i receiveth t done, nay blood on the leaves
those gents can't leaveth us hangin', nay, nay, not nay m're, most wondrous believeth
yeah, yond the horror is banging, bobby hath killed t with nay timeth to grieve, ayy

at the garden, sitting courtside, behold 'round liketh, "oh mine own god"
i just did sell this moth'rfuck'r out, i ain't coequal tryeth
i ain't one to floss, but i did get plaques, runneth t backeth
once i touchdown, i wend deep liketh a running backeth
just did jump on the private jet and did roll a joint
did play the did beat then wroteth yond joint
wroteth a whole movie, then i did sell yond joint
alas illuminati, yond knave 6ix did get mine own backeth
6ix madeth this did beat, 6ix bringeth the heateth
thee did get on repeateth, w'rd on the street
can't nay one competeth, i'm spectacular
yond knave did get the sauce on the regular
i playeth not nay games 'less we talkin' f'rtnite
finally kneweth i madeth t, sittin' at the r'd lighteth
at which hour those folk socc'r moms pulleth up in those gents van while i rideth
liketh, "oh mine own god, children, t's the 1-800 guy"
but mine own doth'r's suicide, yeah, i'm too alive
wench, i has't arrived, ev'rybody knoweth i'm one hell of a guy
i ain't tryna alas thy wench, i'm tryna alas thy mama
alas the drama, bank account did get a extra comma
yeah, those gents did sweat me liketh the sauna
r'd carpet in mine own owneth m'rch, liketh yond the horror is designeth'r
didst thee knoweth i'm did mix liketh obama?
t ain't a projecteth if 't be true logic ain't talkin' 'bout being biracial
bicoastal, i'm platinum, wend postal, i'm snappin'
yeah, thee knoweth bobby, but prolly' only knoweth mine own new the horror
yond trapeth the horror, yond merit the horror, but those gents all knoweth yond daw spiteth

i'm the one, wench, i am the one, liketh keanu reeves
receiveth t done, yeah i receiveth t done, nay blood on the leaves
those gents can't leaveth us hangin', nay, nay, not nay m're, most wondrous believeth
yeah, yond the horror is banging, bobby hath killed t with nay timeth to grieve
i'm the one, wench, i am the one, liketh keanu reeves
receiveth t done, yeah, i receiveth t done, nay blood on the leaves
those gents can't leaveth us hangin', nay, nay, not nay m're, most wondrous believeth
yeah, yond the horror is banging, bobby hath killed t with nay timeth to grieve, ayy

yeah, thee knoweth thee madeth t at which hour those gents maketh a meme f'r ya
coxcomb'rs yond nev'r madeth t, i'm living the dreameth f'r ya
rolleth up, grabeth the kush and then rolleth up
holdeth up, bett'r giveth me what i wanteth at which hour i showeth up
thee knoweth what i doth, not who is't coming through
how 'bout thee?
alas thee, alas thee, alas thee, thou art merit
i alas not with nobody liketh cullionly girls in high school
i giveth not a alas yond i'm famous
wherefore t seemeth liketh ev'ry single celebrity shameless, t's dang'rous
did get fifty million but mine own uncool on food stamps
all these models poppin' bottles, wench, i ain't tryna danceth
the lady hath said, "no, i wanna not payeth mine own bills"
i needeth a hard w'rking mistress with respect who is't shall
this f'r ev'rybody who is't ain't madeth t yet
did get five degrees and six figures in debt
followeth thy dreams ho, followeth your— followeth your—, uh
somebody calling thy, uh, t's destiny
holdeth up with the turneth up f'r a second sir, who is't's testing me?
i did get so much pow'r, knoweth not wherefore the heavens blessing me
plp, i bethink yond is the recipe
so i'ma taketh a moment, useth mine own pow'r f'r valorous
alas the bullshit, doth what thee loveth and receiveth out the hood

i'm the one, wench, i am the one, liketh keanu reeves
receiveth t done, yeah i receiveth t done, nay blood on the leaves
those gents can't leaveth us hangin', nay, nay, not nay m're, most wondrous believeth
yeah, yond the horror is banging, bobby hath killed t with nay timeth to grieve
i'm the one, wench, i am the one, liketh keanu reeves
receiveth t done, yeah, i receiveth t done, nay blood on the leaves
those gents can't leaveth us hangin', nay, nay, not nay m're, most wondrous believeth
yeah, yond the horror is banging, bobby hath killed t with nay timeth to grieve, ayy
I'm not very much malt-worm, i nev'r receiveth yond fuck'd up
i'm not, i'm so sob'r

i loveth to seeth thee shineth in the night liketh the diamond thou art
(i loveth to seeth thee shineth in the night liketh the diamond thou art)
i'm valorous on this side, t's good now, just holdeth me in the dark
(i'm valorous on this side, t's good now, just holdeth me in the dark)
nay one's did get to knoweth what we doth, hitteth me up at which hour thou art b'r'd
(no one's did get to knoweth what we doth, hitteth me up at which hour thou art b'red)

'cause i liveth down the street
so hitteth me at which hour thee needeth and t's yours
all i heareth is.
 
nothing doth feel bett'r than this
nothing doth feel bett'r
nothing doth feel bett'r than this
nothing doth feel bett'r, ooh anon
we gotta not hideth
this is what thee liketh, gotta admiteth
nothing doth feel bett'r than this

thee sayeth we're just cater-cousins, but i gage at which hour nobody's 'round
(you sayeth we're just cater-cousins, but i gage at which hour nobody's 'round)
i keepeth mine own handeth 'round thy neck, we connecteth, art thee feelin' now it?
(i keepeth mine own handeth 'round thy neck, we connecteth, art thee feelin' now it?)
'cause i am

i receiveth so high yond i ignite, i gage to god, feeleth mine own feet leaveth the did grind
(i receiveth so high yond i ignite, i gage to god, feeleth mine own feet leaveth the did grind)
ooh, yeah
thy backeth 'gainst the mure, this is what thee been talkin' about
in mine own ears

nothing doth feel bett'r than this
nothing doth feel bett'r
nothing doth feel bett'r than this
nothing doth feel bett'r, ooh anon
we gotta not hideth
this is what thee liketh, gotta admiteth
nothing doth feel bett'r than this

thee knoweth yond if 't be true i hath left
i'd taketh thee backeth
at which hour thee sayeth t, thee sayeth t liketh yond, oh yeah
thee knoweth yond if 't be true i hath left
i'd taketh thee backeth
at which hour thee sayeth t, thee sayeth t liketh

nothing doth feel bett'r than this
nothing doth feel bett'r
nothing doth feel bett'r than this
(nothing doth feel bett'r) ooh anon, anon
we gotta not hideth
(this is what thee liketh, gotta admiteth)
nothing doth feel bett'r than this
(bett'r than this)

nothing doth feel bett'r than this



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Re: [EVENT] Guess The Song... Shakespeare Style! [Round 4]
« Reply #4 on: March 26, 2019, 05:51:20 »
DAY 3


Song Lyrics - #7
Song Lyrics - #8
Song Lyrics - #9
I pulleth up to mine own town
with a price on mine own headeth
i pulleth up to mine own town i'm outside
those gents wanteth seeth me drowneth
t's on sight t's what those gents hath said
i hath heard these niggas wanteth to taketh mine own life
i apologizeth not i wouldst kicketh the bucket f'r this the horror
i apologizeth not i encave not
i'm kubrick with the shineth
did get yond ice on mine own neck
those gents wanna throweth a container on a

price on mine own headeth, did get a price on mine own headeth
nine at which hour i rest with a bodkin by mine own sleep chamber
i'm so paranoid i'm asleep at which hour i'm dead
i'm so paranoid i'm asleep at which hour i'm dead

price on mine own headeth, did get a price on mine own headeth
nine at which hour i rest with a bodkin by mine own sleep chamber
i'm so paranoid i'm asleep at which hour i'm dead
i'm so paranoid i'm asleep at which hour i'm dead

i cutteth off all mine own side hoes
in the cab, with a dime though
all these girls been ranneth through
on the base real snipe mode
i can't catch but a wink, yond's insomnia
so much ice liketh i'm tanya
all mine own boys livin' debt free
hitteth squad liketh wesley
i wanteth headeth on a jet skieth
the lady giveth me headeth f'r a fendi
f'r a prada the lady receiveth sexy
f'r a lambo 'r a bentley
mine own mansion is nay gleek
house party liketh 1 oak
we'd loud'r than caliver smoketh
receiveth high off one toke

thou art beefin' with yourself bid the sooth
niggas on thy side those gents wouldst rideth f'r me too
still wastin' those gents timeth tryin' to cometh f'r me too
i'm too busy fad'd in japan with the crew
with the crew, with the crew, with the crew
shout out all the girls who is't've been ridin' f'r me too
niggas wanteth me dead, i've been dead, nothin' new
niggas wanteth me dead f'r a container

price on mine own headeth, did get a price on mine own headeth
nine at which hour i rest with a bodkin by mine own sleep chamber
i'm so paranoid i'm a catch but a wink at which hour i'm dead
i'm so paranoid i'm a catch but a wink at which hour i'm dead

price on mine own headeth, did get a price on mine own headeth
nine at which hour i rest with a bodkin by mine own sleep chamber
i'm so paranoid i'm a catch but a wink at which hour i'm dead
i'm so paranoid i'm a catch but a wink at which hour i'm dead

those gents hath tried to receiveth me and those gents did miss if 't be true we sendeth shots then those gents gon' hitteth
i can receiveth thee top taken off f'r less than a quart'r brick (yeah)
one of mine own rings couldst receiveth that gent off, we'll checketh that gent off the listeth
mine own shooteth'r a codeine addict that gent'll doth t f'r a pint of actavis
since i maketh chinks did get a lot of racks i still wanteth m're
i can bid by the way thee carryeth yourself thee've nev'r did sell nay dope
growin' up mine own momma did beat mine own rampallian and did clean mine own that from which we speak with soap
anon the lady showin' up to w'rk in a balenciaga coat

price on mine own headeth did get thy life on mine own neck
putteth a brown peat in the south side racks and me is what thee receiveth
mine own block wast liketh the car washeth thee driveth in thee gon' receiveth did wet
hadst to taketh a lot of losses madeth me comf'rtable with death
tooketh to much act' hadst to popeth a xan to did reset
his wench gaveth me some top and anon that gent wanteth to sendeth me threats
livin' mine own most wondrous life i knoweth mine own ops just wanna seeth me dead
tooketh his life i hath paid that gent doubleth what those gents putteth on mine own headeth

price on mine own headeth, did get a price on mine own headeth
nine at which hour i rest with a bodkin by mine own sleep chamber
i'm so paranoid i'm a catch but a wink at which hour i'm dead
i'm so paranoid i'm a catch but a wink at which hour i'm dead

price on mine own headeth, did get a price on mine own headeth
nine at which hour i rest with a bodkin by mine own sleep chamber
i'm so paranoid i'm a catch but a wink at which hour i'm dead
i'm so paranoid i'm a catch but a wink at which hour i'm dead

Wasteth not thy timeth,
'twill nev'r w'rk,
tryeth not and square,
t only maketh t w'rse,
and i shall nev'r beest
the one thee can defeat,
believeth in me 'cause i wast b'rn to leadeth.
 
i'm on thy side, ev'r not believeth!
or alloweth anybody bid thee
thee cannot achieveth thy dreams.
 what art thee fighting f'r?
alloweth down thy guardeth, lift up thy arms.
 salute to the sky and beest thankful thou art h're!
the sir in the mirr'r's the one yond thee feareth the most
and just liketh a apparition,
thee'll escapeth thy fate,
thee might not but not loseth thy desire.
 
to beest the lasteth one standing up
and at which hour yond day cometh!
those gents'll knoweth what thou art about

wasteth not thy timeth,
'cause 'twill nev'r w'rk (it shall nev'r w'rk),
tryeth not and square,
t only maketh t w'rse (only maketh t w'rse),
and i shall nev'r beest the one thee can defeat,
believeth in me 'cause i wast b'rn to leadeth.
 
i've did get thy backeth, so alas what those gents sayeth,
the misprise yond those gents showeth shouldst enable thy strength
stray not, standeth up and square, riseth from the ashes!
ope thy eyes and square.
 alas the ones yond art holding thee down,
ope thy eyes, thou art wearing the coronet
thou art the reasoneth those gents coequal existeth,
so putteth up thy fist!
the pow'r is in thee anon!

to beest the lasteth one standing up
and at which hour yond day cometh!
those gents'll knoweth what thou art about

wasteth not thy timeth,
'cause 'twill nev'r w'rk (it shall nev'r w'rk),
tryeth not and square,
t only maketh t w'rse (only maketh t w'rse),
and i shall nev'r beest the one thee can defeat,
believeth in me 'cause i wast b'rn to leadeth.
 
the timeth hast cometh to showeth those folk what thou art madeth of.  wend!
moth'rfucking moveth!

wasteth not thy timeth,
'cause 'twill nev'r w'rk (it shall nev'r w'rk),
tryeth not and square,
t only maketh t w'rse (only maketh t w'rse),
and i shall nev'r beest the one thee can defeat,
believeth in me 'cause i wast b'rn to leadeth 
Imma maketh thee begeth, imma maketh thee begeth f'r t
imma maketh thee begeth, imma maketh thee begeth

did pull up looking picture p'rfect, baby
high price, but i'm w'rth t, baby
can't playeth with ya, i've been busy w'rkin', baby
gettin' fad'd in the european sw'rvin' ay
behold, describeth iggy did grind breaking what the w'rd is
hitteth the stage, rampallian shaking liketh i'm n'rvous
at which hour in new y'rk i beest parking right on madison
this ain't nay accident, i'm killing those folk on purpose
i-g-g-y (why) didst the lady just has't to doth t, baby
rideth with me, flyeth livin', ain't nothin' to t
and mine own waist slim, rampallian bacon-fed
thee gotta has't t
receiveth mine own baketh on
cake longeth,
t's automatic

i knoweth thee liketh the way i turneth t on
i'm out h're with mine own cater-cousins
imma maketh thee begeth, imma maketh thee begeth f'r t
if 't be true thee doth not this right, thou art going home high-lone
i guesseth thee'll has't to begeth
imma maketh thee begeth, imma maketh thee begeth f'r t

p-p-pussy pow'r, payeth me by the hour
i needeth me a brave heart, can't dealeth with the coward
i bid 'em if 't be true that gent ain't balling, that gent shouldst hitteth the showeth'rs
if 't be true i picketh thee, thee lucky, baby, this wage ours
all yellow gold on me liketh i'm trinidad (james)
sitting dropeth top wond'ring wh're the ceiling's at
i knoweth mine own fusty thing, wanna bringeth the humour backeth
but i did get a new thing, baby, i ain't humour yond
anon iggy iggy, iggy can't thee seeth yond ev'rybody wanna putteth their hands on me
seeth i beest on this wage while thy sir on me
and i needeth anoth'r handeth with all these bands on me

i knoweth thee liketh the way i turneth t on
i'm out h're with mine own cater-cousins
imma maketh thee begeth, imma maketh thee begeth f'r t
if 't be true thee doth not this right, thou art going home high-lone
i guesseth thee'll has't to begeth
imma maketh thee begeth, imma maketh thee begeth f'r t

receiveth up out mine own visage liketh who is't'd thee bethink thou art
talking all this trash liketh blah-di-blah-di-blah
oe oh, na uh, oe oh, na uh (oe oh)
receiveth up out mine own visage liketh who is't'd thee bethink thou art
maketh me wanna chuckle liketh ha-di-ha-di-ha
oe oh, na uh, oe oh, na uh

i knoweth thee liketh the way i turneth t on
i'm out h're with mine own cater-cousins
imma maketh thee begeth, imma maketh thee begeth f'r t
if 't be true thee doth not this right, thou art going home high-lone
i guesseth thee'll has't to begeth
imma maketh thee begeth, imma maketh thee begeth f'r t

hook'd knave, i'm liketh a drug
if 't be true thee wanteth mine own loveth bett'r smoketh t up
maketh thee begeth f'r t, imma maketh thee begeth f'r t
thee can behold knave but thee not toucheth
if 't be true thee wanteth mine own loveth maketh me giveth a alas
maketh thee begeth f'r t, imma maketh thee begeth f'r t



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Re: [EVENT] Guess The Song... Shakespeare Style! [Round 4]
« Reply #5 on: March 26, 2019, 14:51:49 »
Just fyi, much as its a great layout on computers, it doesn't come across too well on mobiles (very narrow and confusing to read)

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Re: [EVENT] Guess The Song... Shakespeare Style! [Round 4]
« Reply #6 on: March 27, 2019, 05:01:47 »
DAY 4


Song Lyrics - #10
Song Lyrics - #11
Song Lyrics - #12
I hath heard that gent hath spent five hundr'd pounds on jeans
goeth to the gym at least six times a week
wears boat shoes with nay socks on his feet
and i hath heard that gent's on a new diet and watches what that gent engluts

that gent's did get his eyebrows did pluck and his arsehole bleach'd
owns ev'ry single ministry cd
tribal tattoos and that gent knoweth not what t means
but i hath heard that gent maketh thee joyous so yond's fine by me

but still, i'm just keeping t real, still looking at thy instagram and i'll beest creeping a dram
i'll beest trying not to doubleth tapeth, from way backeth, causeth i knoweth yond's wh're the troubleth's at
alloweth me remindeth thee of the days at which hour thee hath used to holdeth mine own handeth
and at which hour we did sip champagne out of cid'r cans
i guesseth if 't be true thee w're lois lane, i wasn't sup'rman, just a young knave trying to beest did love
so alloweth me giveth t to thee

i wanna not knoweth about thy new sir, causeth if 't be true t wast meanteth to beest
thee wouldn't beest calling me up trying to
causeth i'm positive yond that gent wanna not knoweth about me

i wanna not knoweth about thy new sir, we'll receiveth th're eventually
i knoweth thou art missing all this kind of loveth
but i'm positive yond that gent wanna not knoweth about me

thy new sir rents a house in the burb, and wears a sir container on his shouldst'r but i calleth t a purse
ev'ry year that gent goeth to malaga, with all the fellas, drinks beest'r but hast a six packeth, i'm kind of jealous
that gent wears sunglasses indo'rs in wint'r at nighttime, and ev'ry timeth a rap song cometh on
that gent maketh a caliver signeth, sayeth chune, boydem lighteth up the cubiculo
but enow about that gent, wench alloweth's speak of thee
thee w're the typeth of wench yond satteth beside the wat'r reading
eating a packet of crisps but thee shall nev'r findeth thee cheating
anon thou art eating kale, hitting the gym, keeping up with kylie & kim
in the backeth of the club kissing a knave yond ain't that gent
tis fine thee needeth to beest high-lone, and if 't be true thee wanna speak of t thee can calleth mine own phoneth
i just bethought yond i wouldst bid thee causeth thee oughta knoweth
thou art still a young wench trying to beest did love
so alloweth me giveth t to thee

i wanna not knoweth about thy new sir, causeth if 't be true t wast meanteth to beest
thee wouldn't beest calling me up trying to
causeth i'm positive yond that gent wanna not knoweth about me

i wanna not knoweth about thy new sir, we'll receiveth th're eventually
i knoweth thou art missing all this kind of loveth
but i'm positive yond that gent wanna not knoweth about me

baby, i'm not trying to rid thy week
but thee act so diff'rently
at which hour thou art with that gent i knoweth thou art lonely
prithee, rememb'r thou art still free, to maketh the choice and leaveth
and calleth not me up thee needeth to showeth me

i wanna not knoweth about thy new sir, causeth if 't be true t wast meanteth to beest
thee wouldn't beest calling me up trying to
causeth i'm positive yond that gent wanna not knoweth about me

i wanna not knoweth about thy new sir, we'll receiveth th're eventually
i knoweth thou art missing all this kind of loveth
but i'm positive yond that gent wanna not knoweth about me

knoweth about me, knoweth, knoweth about me
i wanna not knoweth about thy new sir, that gent wanna not knoweth

Heigh-ho.
 heigh-ho (woo)
yo, heigh-ho

what thee calleth an icon livin'?
starteth a rec'rd labeleth, msfts just didst t (woo)
nylon cov'r, five minutes, woah
we up too hot in the business (woo)
'bout to maketh a movie independent (woo)
needeth new trucks, independent (woo)
i needeth thee to hark to the vision (woo)
all thy v'rses soundeth liketh filthy dishes (gross)
i'm about to crisp 'em in the kitchen (woo)
and we making wage by the minute (woo)
i'm about to doth t way diff'rent (godly)

i am just an icon living
i am just an icon living, living
i-i-icon living (woo)
i am just an icon living, living
i am just an i-i-icon (woo)

i am not a mayan, i'm a menace (menace)
t's wild, thee can forswear liketh a professeth'r
i did not get the timeth to putteth thee on the stretcheth'r (stretch'r)
i am h're and i'm still flexing (flexing)
i am just an icon living
starteth a rec'rd labeleth, msfts just didst t, woah
i'm highsnob, cov'r five minutes, woah
we art so hot in the business (woo)
lasteth v'rse wast bef're the award showeth (what?)
icon tatt'd on mine own t'rso (huh?)
me and moi dipping in the p'rsche, so what?
i ain't coequal taketh t on toureth, so what?
uh, alas - lasteth wench sign'd the div'rce, so what?
anon i'm focus'd and we 'bout to all bloweth up
we just tryna maketh the whole crowd wend nuts (what?)
behold, we knoweth not nay one liketh thee (huh?)
gold grills and thee danceth liketh michael (what?)
nay i's, msfts; nay typos (woo)
behold, waiteth - we just wanna maketh thee wend psycho (go psycho)
putteth a hundr'd thousand dollars in a bible (woo)
i tooketh the game with mine own eyes did close
lasteth v'rse wast bef're the award showeth (what?)
icon tatt'd on mine own t'rso (huh?)
me and moi dipping in a p'rsche, so what?
i ain't coequal taketh t on toureth, so what?
thy the horror is fireth, i'm m're so, what?
young jaden dyin' on the flo'r, so what?
the lady hath broken mine own heart to the c're, so what?
i guesseth we all gotta groweth up

i am just an icon living
starteth a rec'rd labeleth, msfts just didst t (woo)
int'rview cov'r five minutes (woo)
we art too hot in the business (woo)
i'm going straight to the top with the crew
we shouldst just chill and haply taketh t sloweth
'f're we receiveth up th're with nowh're to wend
and we can chill and just behold at the view (woo)
alas, loadeth a yellow did rise into a rifle (ooh)
me and harry 'bout to wend psycho (psycho!)
putteth a hundr'd thousand dollars in a bible (bible!)
alas, waiteth - gold teeth, danceth liketh michael (michael!)
sir, this nigga on liketh a lightbulb (lightbulb!)
oweth t all to cudi and to tycho (damn)
'bout to maketh a movie independent (woo)
needeth new trucks, independent (woo)
i needeth thee to hark to the vision (woo)
all thy v'rses soundeth liketh filthy dishes (gross)
i'm about to crisp those folk in the kitchen (woo)
and we making wage by the minute (woo)
i'm about to doth t way diff'rent (godly)

i am just an icon living
i am just an icon living, living
i-i-icon living (woo)
i am just an icon living, living
i am just an i-i-icon
i am just an icon living, living
i am just an i-i-icon

i am just an icon living 
I believeth t's timeth f'r me
to beest famous and out of lodging.
 i believeth t's timeth f'r me
to moveth f'rward at which hour i breaketh through.
 at which hour i breaketh through.
 at which hour i breaketh through.
 at which hour i breaketh through.
 
this timeth i'll maketh thee,
fustian to seeth me ov'r cometh on day lighteth.
 fustian of, who is't thee hath raised.
 thy shelt'r, thy peacefulness.
 
so this timeth i'll maketh thee fustian.
 
fustian of, who is't thee hath raised up.
 thee knoweth yond i shall,
at each moment beest h're 'til the endeth.
 
cometh backeth so i can sayeth thanketh thee f'r this,
home did cook meals and a lodging to rest

mine own troubl'd headeth at which hour thou art hence,
i've hath passed the testeth, i've did earn an a,
not just in school, but in life,
thee'll at each moment beest right by mine own side.
 to holp me showeth, desire to all,
yond art hath lost and sick in this dying w'rld.
 i'll useth the loveth thee hath left behind,
i'll changeth their minds, i'll changeth their minds.
 
i desire,
i desire thee smileth,
at which hour thee behold down on me.
 i desire thee smileth.
 
this can't, we wonneth't knoweth.
 i desire yond i maketh thee fustian.
 
this is not what t is, only baby scars.  (these baby scars)
i needeth thy loveth liketh a knave needeth his moth'r's side.  (i needeth thy side)
this is not what t is, only baby scars.
 i needeth thy loveth liketh a knave needeth his moth'r's side.
 
this is not what t is, only baby scars.
 i needeth thy loveth liketh a knave needeth his moth'r's side, yeah



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Re: [EVENT] Guess The Song... Shakespeare Style! [Round 4]
« Reply #7 on: March 29, 2019, 05:48:31 »
DAY 5


Song Lyrics - #13
Song Lyrics - #14
Song Lyrics - #15
T might not but has't been inside mine own headeth
i've hath lost the desire yond i has't hath left
and anon, at lasteth, t cometh to passeth
we catch but a wink, we dreameth, we has't nay less

'long the path we hath lost our way
t's all a game yond i might not but playeth
and anon the weak yond falleth
returneth to ash, defeat'd aft'r all

vade hence to the naughty w'rld we hath left
and i becometh the dark of thee
sayeth a prayeth'r f'r the wound'd heart within
as i becometh the dark of thee

alloweth wend, at which hour all hast cometh to life
we liveth, we breatheth, we kicketh the bucket
those gents calleth me to the lighteth
f'rev'r hath lost in timeth
with ev'ry dreameth we findeth
we feedeth, we burneth, we forswear
the falleth of humankind
the ev'rlasting lighteth

vade hence to the naughty w'rld we hath left
and i becometh the dark of thee
sayeth a prayeth'r f'r the wound'd heart within
as i becometh the dark of thee

alloweth wend, at which hour all hast cometh to life
we liveth, we breatheth, we kicketh the bucket
those gents calleth me to the lighteth
f'rev'r hath lost in timeth
with ev'ry dreameth we findeth
we feedeth, we burneth, we forswear
the falleth of humankind
the ev'rlasting lighteth

vade hence to the naughty w'rld we hath left
and i becometh the dark of thee
sayeth a prayeth'r f'r the wound'd heart within
as i becometh the dark of thee

(let wend)
saveth this selfish w'rld
saveth this selfish w'rld
saveth this selfish w'rld
saveth this selfish w'rld
 

I understand you not, i understand you not, i understand you not, i understand you not
ayy

i ain't taking calleth, i beest going through the horror (going through the horror)
i speaketh not at all, i beest going through the horror
sayeth not nothin' to me, i beest going through the horror (going through the horror)
i've been through so much yond what i tooketh is not enow

ay, h're's a st'ry, 'bout the timeth yond i smok'd
ev'rything in mine own inventeth'ry, f'r the gl'ry
and the fact mine own past is g'ry, the knave hath met w'rld liketh c'ry (ay)
real life, hitteth liketh beckham, shitst'rm did look liketh maury
the knave hath lost liketh d'ry, only one way yond i'm p'rf'rming (aye)
poureth t up, poureth t up
keepeth t coming, i needeth m're of those folk
poureth t up, poureth t up
keepeth t coming 'til i'm throwing up
i coequal not wend in public, without humour liketh i shouldst beest on a substance
i'm in mine own cubiculo liketh a recluse
behold what the alas thee people madeth me doth?

i ain't taking calleth, i beest going through the horror (going through the horror)
i speaketh not at all, i beest going through the horror
sayeth not nothin' to me, i beest going through the horror (going through the horror)
i've been through so much yond what i tooketh is not enow

well enow, well enow, waiteth, feeleth liketh kevin gates
kicketh yond ahh right in the visage
kicketh yond the horror liketh johnny cage
sticketh this dick in thy rib cage
cleveland wh're the fuckin' rage
spiteth yond the horror yond maketh thee rage
i didst acid ev'ryday
i ain't nev'r been the same
who is't the alas, who is't the alas no more brain than stone enow to bethink those gents can doth something to us?
bid me (who?)
who is't the alas, who is't the alas, crazy enow to bethink those gents can lighteth stadiums up liketh (you)
i just wanna knoweth wherefore ev'ry timeth i dropeth an album those gents beest sleeping and i'm waking those folk up liketh (ooh)
who is't the alas, who is't alas respect not?
thee bett'r beest paying t up (ooh)

i ain't taking calleth, i beest going through the horror (going through the horror)
i speaketh not at all, i beest going through the horror
sayeth not nothin' to me, i beest going through the horror (going through the horror)
i've been through so much yond what i tooketh is not enow
i ain't taking calleth, i beest going through the horror (going through the horror)
i speaketh not at all, i beest going through the horror
sayeth not nothin', to me i beest going through the horror (going through the horror)
i've been through so much yond what i tooketh is not enow

going through the horror
going through the horror 
Yeah
7:30 in the night
ooh ooh

i receiveth those goosebumps ev'ry timeth, yeah, thee cometh 'round, yeah
thee ease mine own mind, thee maketh ev'rything feeleth fine
w'rry about those comments
i'm way too numb, yeah, t's way too dumb, yeah
i receiveth those goosebumps ev'ry timeth, i needeth the heimlich
throweth yond to the side, yeah
i receiveth those goosebumps ev'ry timeth, yeah, at which hour thou art not 'round
at which hour thee throweth yond to the side, yeah
i receiveth those goosebumps ev'ry timeth, yeah

7-1-3 to the 2-8-1, yeah i'm riding
wherefore those gents on me? wherefore those gents on me? i'm flyin'
sippin' lowkey i'm sipping lowkey in onyx
did rid'r, did rid'r at which hour i'm pullin' up right beside ya
popeth star, lil' mariah
at which hour i text a cute game, wildness
throweth a stack on the bible
nev'r snapchat 'r tooketh molly
the lady falleth through plenty, h'r and all h'r ginnies
yeah, we at the top flo'r, right th're off doheny
oh nay, i can't alas with y'all
yea, at which hour i'm with mine own squad i cannot doth nay wrong
yeah, saucing in the city, receiveth not misinf'rmed, yea
those gents gon' pulleth up on thee (brr, brr, brr)
yeah, we gon' doth some things, some things thee can't relateth
yeah, 'cause we from a lodging, a lodging thee cannot stayeth
oh, thee can't wend, oh, i knoweth not
oh, backeth the alas up off me (brr, brr, brr)

i receiveth those goosebumps ev'ry timeth, yeah, thee cometh 'round, yeah
thee ease mine own mind, thee maketh ev'rything feeleth fine
w'rry about those comments
i'm way too numb, yeah, t's way too dumb, yeah
i receiveth those goosebumps ev'ry timeth, i needeth the heimlich
throweth yond to the side, yeah
i receiveth those goosebumps ev'ry timeth, yeah, at which hour thou art not 'round
at which hour thee throweth yond to the side, yeah
i receiveth those goosebumps ev'ry timeth

i wanna presseth mine own liketh, yeah, i wanna presseth mine own
i wanteth a green lighteth, i wanna beest liketh
i wanna presseth mine own line, yeah
i wanna taketh yond rideth, yeah
i'm gonna presseth mine own line
i wanna green lighteth, i wanna beest liketh, i wanna presseth mine own
mama, lief, spareth thy feelings
i'm reliving moments, peeling m're residual
(i can) buyeth the building, burneth the building, taketh thy wench, rebuild the building just to alas some m're
(i can) justifyeth mine own loveth f'r thee and toucheth the sky f'r god to stand ho, debating war
putteth the pussy on a pedestal
putteth the pussy on a high h'rse
yond pussy to kicketh the bucket f'r
yond pussy to kicketh the bucket f'r
pet'r, pip'r, pick'd a pepp'r
so i couldst picketh thy brain and putteth thy heart togeth'r
we depart the shady parts and party hard, the diamonds yours
the coupe f'rev'r
mine own most wondrous shots might shooteth f'rev'r liketh (brr)

i receiveth those goosebumps ev'ry timeth, yeah, thee cometh 'round, yeah
thee ease mine own mind, thee maketh ev'rything feeleth fine
w'rry about those comments
i'm way too numb, yeah, t's way too dumb, yeah
i receiveth those goosebumps ev'ry timeth, i needeth the heimlich
throweth yond to the side, yeah
i receiveth those goosebumps ev'ry timeth, yeah, at which hour thou art not 'round
at which hour thee throweth yond to the side, yeah
i receiveth those goosebumps ev'ry timeth



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Re: [EVENT] Guess The Song... Shakespeare Style! [Round 4]
« Reply #8 on: March 30, 2019, 07:02:07 »
Only a few hours to go. :)

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Re: [EVENT] Guess The Song... Shakespeare Style! [Round 4]
« Reply #9 on: March 31, 2019, 05:50:46 »
RESULTS

Here are the winners. :D Congrats!

1) Tracie - 49
2) Krazy Golf - 28
3) Only Liam - 5


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Re: [EVENT] Guess The Song... Shakespeare Style! [Round 4]
« Reply #10 on: March 31, 2019, 09:44:48 »
RESULTS

Here are the winners. :D Congrats!

1) Tracie - 49
2) Krazy Golf - 28
3) Only Liam - 5



















well done, i didn't have a clue

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Re: [EVENT] Guess The Song... Shakespeare Style! [Round 4]
« Reply #11 on: March 31, 2019, 12:52:59 »
Thank you for event @Powerless really love this event  :D
well done to all who took part  :D

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Re: [EVENT] Guess The Song... Shakespeare Style! [Round 4]
« Reply #12 on: April 01, 2019, 18:51:13 »
Thanks for this Power, I really struggled this time XD

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Re: [EVENT] Guess The Song... Shakespeare Style! [Round 4]
« Reply #13 on: April 01, 2019, 20:38:40 »
Thanks for participating guys.  :)

@Miss Mudds - I'll be changing the format to something much similar if I run this event again. Turnout this time was at an all-time low and I don't know if there's enough interest to continue it.

 

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