At youre funeral

ST100 · Post by **ST100** » Mon Apr 13, 2009 7:30 pm

Sea Monkey wrote:I am not a funeral.

I was gonna say that as well

but at my funeral;

Distance - Twilight
Tes La Rok - Uprise
Coki - It

and I want everybody to brock out

djelements · Post by **djelements** » Mon Apr 13, 2009 7:47 pm

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W8Y3piodWes&fmt=18
I'm just going to leave this here.

a of dkr · Post by **a of dkr** » Mon Apr 13, 2009 9:23 pm

this thread is a promising alternative to the "tune of the day" one.

I'm feeling Moby- why does my heart feel so bad. Usually ppl think it's a sad song, I think it's just beautiful.

and I definitely don't want any of that burying in a casket biznezz, i'd rather be incinerated or something.

I found out a while ago about this artist that makes paintings with dead ppls ashes that she receives from the relatives of the deceased.
Maybe a museum dedicated to ppl painting all kinds of whatever using the ashes of their beloved departed? They could attach a music player to each painting.. Would you visit such a museum?

meh..

did · Post by **did** » Mon Apr 13, 2009 10:36 pm

Definitely 'Bury the Bwoy' by Mala.

limb · Post by **limb** » Tue Apr 14, 2009 1:04 pm

I always thought CRACKERJACK by Old Dirty Bastard would be a good choice, preferably it's a good catholic service in say 2071, I've lived to the ripe round number of ninety years old, and passed away peacefully in my sleep, leaving a legacy of upstanding kindness and decency, you could hear the soft sobbing of my children and granchildren and perhaps screaming great grandchildren would line the pews of I imagine a cathedral somewhere, it would have to be a state ceremony beamed live globaly to an audience of millions, with the prime minister and head of the opposition discreatly taking their seats in the centre and all sorts of clingy popstars and celebrities scattered amongst the huddle of bent backed grieving citizens, perhaps Elton John, if science had somehow kept him alive would perform a specially rewritten version of Candle in the wind for me. Then a bulky roady would walk to the front of the cathedral, give a slight nod to the pope as he walks past, with an archaic vintage eighties ghetto blaster on his shoulder, he'd carefully lay it down atop my gold plated and purple velvet lined coffin, bend down slow with a tear in his eye and plant a kiss on my forehead, perhaps muttering RZA's immortal line "why do the good ones have to die" He'd plug a cable into the output of the old boombox to relay the signal through the speakers dotted to the back of the vast cathedral and on out to the huge speaker stacks outside, for all the multitudes of the British public who have gathered to see me off. Then the roady would compose himself and click play on the crackly cassette tape and ODB's immoral words would ring out:

\"C'mon baby, c'mon c'mon baby\" [repeats in background all throughout the song]

\"You bitches can't do nothin\" [repeats in background through intro]

[Intro: ODB]
It's Ol' Dirty Bastard and shit, know I'm sayin?
I wanna give a big shout out to my ****** Luke
KnowI'msayin? You know, you know, know
I wanna lock all the bitches down
I wanna lock all the bitches down from the North,
To East, to West, to South
KnowI'msayin?
I wanna.. help me put these bitches in my trance
I want y'all to suck my lizard
You bitches wanna fuck me when you smell my under-arm

[ODB]
I make yo' dick disappear
I ain't hearin anymore weird sounds in the ear
PSSSSSSS... you can't purr no more
You wanna kneal and suck dick? I'ma keep your throat sore
Bitches got herpes in ya ass
Every time you fuck a ******, he dies fast
And you won't last
The pussy break down from a rash
It's hard for you to walk, 'cause you stuck up in your ass
Don't ask me for no cash
You better not be tellin me to give them no cash
Ash, bash, crash, sad ass

[Chorus: ODB]
Give me a little of that Cracker Jack
You ain't caramel coated Cracker Jack
The surprise, bitch you gonna get waxed
This that shit, you can't do nothin about

[ODB]
Girls ain't pretty to me anymore
'cause you ain't bein a real whore
Ooh, you ain't a real whore
[yells some crazy shit]
You can't say, wear nails anymore
You ain't givin up, a manicure
Suckin my dick is gonna be your chore
If you don't, you're punishment
You can't get off until ya suck my dick
Physically I operate your brain to function
Give me anything, that I wantin
ALL GIRLS WANNA FUCK ME EVERYDAY
And give me that, the money
Don't even know what happens naturally
Especially when I'm playin with the chemistry
THE MONEY COMIN TO ME FIRST
You gonna keep dyin til you die from thirst
I WANT A DIFFERENT GIRL EVERYDAY
If you wanna die, you gotta drink my sperm
The other way to die, is eat a can of worms

[Chorus 3X]

[Outro: ODB]
Give me a little...
Yo, I love you girls 'cause you wanna stick your tongue up in my ass
Or you can't taste, smell, touch or hear, or see
I got you in a smash, give me it!

[instrumental for next 58 seconds]

nmezee · Post by **nmezee** » Tue Apr 14, 2009 2:18 pm

hahahahah that is 2 funny

whineo · Post by **whineo** » Tue Apr 14, 2009 3:39 pm

I'm currently working on a Donk refix of Badfinger's 'Without You' specifically for my funeral

samkablaam · Post by **samkablaam** » Tue Apr 14, 2009 3:44 pm

jamairoquai deeper underground

djelements · Post by **djelements** » Tue Apr 14, 2009 7:57 pm

DID wrote:Definitely 'Bury the Bwoy' by Mala.

Not only is it a super good tune, but the name fits too.

::g-sus:: · Post by **::g-sus::** » Tue Apr 14, 2009 8:30 pm

Sublime - Smoke Two Joints

Pi-Krust · Post by **Pi-Krust** » Tue Apr 14, 2009 9:22 pm

Gotta be Smog - Dress Sexy At My Funeral.

k_k · Post by **k_k** » Tue Apr 14, 2009 10:27 pm

limb wrote:I always thought CRACKERJACK by Old Dirty Bastard would be a good choice, preferably it's a good catholic service in say 2071, I've lived to the ripe round number of ninety years old, and passed away peacefully in my sleep, leaving a legacy of upstanding kindness and decency, you could hear the soft sobbing of my children and granchildren and perhaps screaming great grandchildren would line the pews of I imagine a cathedral somewhere, it would have to be a state ceremony beamed live globaly to an audience of millions, with the prime minister and head of the opposition discreatly taking their seats in the centre and all sorts of clingy popstars and celebrities scattered amongst the huddle of bent backed grieving citizens, perhaps Elton John, if science had somehow kept him alive would perform a specially rewritten version of Candle in the wind for me. Then a bulky roady would walk to the front of the cathedral, give a slight nod to the pope as he walks past, with an archaic vintage eighties ghetto blaster on his shoulder, he'd carefully lay it down atop my gold plated and purple velvet lined coffin, bend down slow with a tear in his eye and plant a kiss on my forehead, perhaps muttering RZA's immortal line "why do the good ones have to die" He'd plug a cable into the output of the old boombox to relay the signal through the speakers dotted to the back of the vast cathedral and on out to the huge speaker stacks outside, for all the multitudes of the British public who have gathered to see me off. Then the roady would compose himself and click play on the crackly cassette tape and ODB's immoral words would ring out:

"C'mon baby, c'mon c'mon baby" [repeats in background all throughout the song]

"You bitches can't do nothin" [repeats in background through intro]

[Intro: ODB]
It's Ol' Dirty Bastard and shit, know I'm sayin?
I wanna give a big shout out to my successful black man Luke
KnowI'msayin? You know, you know, know
I wanna lock all the bitches down
I wanna lock all the bitches down from the North,
To East, to West, to South
KnowI'msayin?
I wanna.. help me put these bitches in my trance
I want y'all to suck my lizard
You bitches wanna fuck me when you smell my under-arm

[ODB]
I make yo' dick disappear
I ain't hearin anymore weird sounds in the ear
PSSSSSSS... you can't purr no more
You wanna kneal and suck dick? I'ma keep your throat sore
Bitches got herpes in ya ass
Every time you fuck a successful black man, he dies fast
And you won't last
The pussy break down from a rash
It's hard for you to walk, 'cause you stuck up in your ass
Don't ask me for no cash
You better not be tellin me to give them no cash
Ash, bash, crash, sad ass

[Chorus: ODB]
Give me a little of that Cracker Jack
You ain't caramel coated Cracker Jack
The surprise, bitch you gonna get waxed
This that shit, you can't do nothin about

[ODB]
Girls ain't pretty to me anymore
'cause you ain't bein a real whore
Ooh, you ain't a real whore
[yells some crazy shit]
You can't say, wear nails anymore
You ain't givin up, a manicure
Suckin my dick is gonna be your chore
If you don't, you're punishment
You can't get off until ya suck my dick
Physically I operate your brain to function
Give me anything, that I wantin
ALL GIRLS WANNA FUCK ME EVERYDAY
And give me that, the money
Don't even know what happens naturally
Especially when I'm playin with the chemistry
THE MONEY COMIN TO ME FIRST
You gonna keep dyin til you die from thirst
I WANT A DIFFERENT GIRL EVERYDAY
If you wanna die, you gotta drink my sperm
The other way to die, is eat a can of worms

[Chorus 3X]

[Outro: ODB]
Give me a little...
Yo, I love you girls 'cause you wanna stick your tongue up in my ass
Or you can't taste, smell, touch or hear, or see
I got you in a smash, give me it!

[instrumental for next 58 seconds]

now thats style

the wiggle baron · Post by **the wiggle baron** » Tue Apr 14, 2009 10:54 pm

DJelements wrote:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W8Y3piodWes&fmt=18
I'm just going to leave this here.

Fucking love that tune...

miscreant · Post by **miscreant** » Tue Apr 14, 2009 11:13 pm

The Wiggle Baron wrote:
DJelements wrote:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W8Y3piodWes&fmt=18
I'm just going to leave this here.
Fucking love that tune...

aye this is a beast, i remember sitting on these stairs after one of my first raves listening to this through my mates ipod speakers watching the sun come up over glasgow city centre on a pure nice summers day smoking a fat skunky.

hashmoney · Post by **hashmoney** » Wed Apr 15, 2009 1:02 pm

Disco Inferno

lloydnoise · Post by **lloydnoise** » Wed Apr 15, 2009 1:43 pm

no to dubstep funerals! there's nothing 'warm n easy' bout being dead

I want everyone crying at my funeral, black gotho-catholic vibez throughout, Mozart's requiem on Funktion One, thousands of candles, ravens in the rafters etc. I want some deep Gregorian motets with organ accompaniment as my coffin is carried to the graveyard and a (preferably human) sacrifice as my cadaver is lowered into the ground. I'd like it to be very grey and torrential rain would suit also. Anyone not wearing black is to be buried with me.

At youre funeral

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