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			Good god, this is horrible.:( how can some of you be so insensitive about this?He was a great guitarist.Note he was the guitarist for Pantera, not the vocalist who wrote the lyrics.:rolleyes:
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				__________________ ...  If you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance...Baffle 'em with bullshit My Karma ran over my Dogma God WAS my co-pilot...But, we crashed in the mountains and...I had to eat him I'm suffocating in what's become of me... The rancid remains of what I used to be | 
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 Remember that when somebody smokes your sorry ass. 
				__________________ I was not born to live a mans life, but to be the stuff of future memory. 3 can keep a secret if 2 are dead. I've never been nice my whole life....but, I'll do my best to be sweet. I keep my standards low, so I'm never disappointed. The next words out of your mouth better be some Mark Twain shit, cos' I am going to be chiseling it on your tombstone. Trample the weak, Hurdle the dead. Forgive your enemies......after they are slain. The God I believe in aint short of cash mister. | 
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			the guy was probably - obviously - a freaking nutcase. they will shoot anyone for their own addled brain reasons. I highly doubt it had anything to do with respect. same old story .. too many guns. | 
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				__________________ I was not born to live a mans life, but to be the stuff of future memory. 3 can keep a secret if 2 are dead. I've never been nice my whole life....but, I'll do my best to be sweet. I keep my standards low, so I'm never disappointed. The next words out of your mouth better be some Mark Twain shit, cos' I am going to be chiseling it on your tombstone. Trample the weak, Hurdle the dead. Forgive your enemies......after they are slain. The God I believe in aint short of cash mister. | 
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 noooooooooo thats not quite what i said. The guy was a nut .. but if he had run on stage with a spagetti measuring cup everyone would still be alive. | 
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				__________________ ...  If you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance...Baffle 'em with bullshit My Karma ran over my Dogma God WAS my co-pilot...But, we crashed in the mountains and...I had to eat him I'm suffocating in what's become of me... The rancid remains of what I used to be Last edited by bloodrayne; 12-09-2004 at 06:44 AM. | 
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 What?? :p 
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			I tell ya it still trips me out when i go to Wal-Mart in Detroit and see a big ass gun case, lol.  Or shit loads of booze at the grocery store lol.
		 
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				__________________ ...  If you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance...Baffle 'em with bullshit My Karma ran over my Dogma God WAS my co-pilot...But, we crashed in the mountains and...I had to eat him I'm suffocating in what's become of me... The rancid remains of what I used to be | 
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