Anyways, it tells you to put "in my pants" at the end of the song you're listening to. It turns out really funny. Here are some of my results.
All these things I hate [in my pants]
lifestyles of the rich and famous [in my pants]
black cat [in my pants]
the poison [in my pants]
end of the beginning [in my pants]
battle of one [in my pants]
neighbors [in my pants]
cant take it [in my pants]
Some days I just wanna up and call it quits, in my pants
I feel like Iââ,¬â,,¢m surrounded by a wall of bricks, in my pants
Everytime I go to get up I just fall in piss, in my pants
My lifeââ,¬â,,¢s like one great big ball of shit, in my pants
If I could just put it all in all I spit, in my pants
Instead I always try to swallow it, in my pants
Instead of staring at this wall and shit, in my pants
While I sit writers block sick of all this shit, in my pants
Cant call it shit, all I know is Iââ,¬â,,¢m about to hit the wall, in my pants
If I have to see another one of momââ,¬â,,¢s alchaholic fits, in my pants
This is it, last straw, thats all, thats it, in my pants
I ainââ,¬â,,¢t dealing with another fucking politic, in my pants
Iââ,¬â,,¢m like a stewin bubble in him, till it filters up, in my pants
Iââ,¬â,,¢m about to kill it, I can feel it building up, in my pants
Blow this building up, Iââ,¬â,,¢ve been sealed enough, in my pants
My cup run it over Iââ,¬â,,¢ve been filled up, in my pants
But then explosion bust and spills my guts, in my pants
You think all I do is stand here and feel my nuts, in my pants
But Iââ,¬â,,¢m a show you what, you gonna feel my rush, in my pants
You donââ,¬â,,¢t feel it then it must be too real to touch, in my pants
Feel to touch, Iââ,¬â,,¢m about to tear shit up, in my pants
Goosebumps, yeah Iââ,¬â,,¢m make your hair sit up, in my pants
Yeah sit up, Iââ,¬â,,¢m a tell you who I be, in my pants
Iââ,¬â,,¢m make you hate me cause you ainââ,¬â,,¢t me, in my pants
You aint, it ainââ,¬â,,¢t to late to finally see, in my pants
What you close minded fucks were too blind to see, in my pants
Whoever find me, is gonna get a finders fee, in my pants
Out this world and ainââ,¬â,,¢t no one out there mind as me, in my pants
You need peace of mind, well hereââ,¬â,,¢s a piece of mine, in my pants
All I needââ,¬â,,¢s a line but sometimes, in my pants
I donââ,¬â,,¢t always find the words to rhyme, in my pants
To express how Iââ,¬â,,¢m really feeling at that time, in my pants
Yeah sometimes, sometimes, sometimes, just sometimes, in my pants
Its always me, how dark can these hallways be, in my pants
The clock stikes midnight, 1, 2, then half past 3, in my pants
This half ass rhyme with this half ass piece of paper, (tear) in my pants
Iââ,¬â,,¢m desperate at my desk if I could just get the rest, in my pants
Of this shit off my chest, again, stuck in this slum, in my pants
Cant think of nothing, fuck Iââ,¬â,,¢m stumped, in my pants
But wait here comes something, in my pants
Nope, itââ,¬â,,¢s not good enough, scribbel it out, new pad, in my pants
Krinkel it up and throw that shit out, in my pants
Iââ,¬â,,¢m fisseling now thought I had figured it out, in my pants
Ballââ,¬â,,¢s in my court but Iââ,¬â,,¢m scared to dribbel it out, in my pants
But Iââ,¬â,,¢m afraid, why am I afaid, why am I a slave to this trade, in my pants
Sign that Iââ,¬â,,¢ll spit to the grave, real enough to rawl you up, in my pants
What me to flip it I can rip it any style you want, in my pants
Iââ,¬â,,¢m a switch, yeah a bitch, jimmy smith ainââ,¬â,,¢t a quitter, in my pants
Iââ,¬â,,¢m a sit here till I get enough, in my pants
For me to finally hit a fucking boiling point, in my pants
Put some oil in your joints, in my pants
Flip the coin bitch come get destroyed, in my pants
An mcââ,¬â,,¢s worst dream I make them tense since they hate me, in my pants
See me and shake like a shangeling fence, in my pants
By the looks of them you would swear yours was comming, in my pants
By the scream of them you would swear Iââ,¬â,,¢m sawing something, in my pants
By the way they running you would swear the law was coming, in my pants
Its now or never tonight is all or nothing, in my pants
Momma, jimmy keep leaving on us, he said heââ,¬â,,¢d be back, in my pants
He pinky promised, I donââ,¬â,,¢t think heââ,¬â,,¢s honest, in my pants
I be back baby I just got to beat this clock, in my pants
Fuck this clock, Iââ,¬â,,¢m make them eat this watch, in my pants
Dont believe me watch, Iââ,¬â,,¢m a win this race, in my pants
And Iââ,¬â,,¢m a come back and rub my shit in your face, in my pants
Bitch I found my neck, you gonna hear my voice, in my pants
Till you sick of it you ainââ,¬â,,¢t gonna have a choice, in my pants
If I gotta scream till I have half a lung, in my pants
If I have half a chance I grab it, rabbit run... in my pants
Blues from down here in my pants. awesome;
"All These Things I Hate" is a good song. thumbup;