
Cover: Ed Templeton – Nose Bonk. Photo: Starr
Also In This Issue: The NSA Pro Vert Showcase in Norfolk, VA, the S.U.A.S. Contest at the Skatepark of Houston and some snowboarding action
Music Articles: JFA

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#Thrasher Magazine April 1989 Back Issue
Inside This Mag: Skating in Portland, 1989’s top ams Felix A. Arguelles, Ray Barbee, Danny Way, Ricky Barnes and Thomas Taylor and the TDK World Snowboard Cup
Cover: Brian Brannon – Fakie Thrust. Photo: Kevin Thatcher
Also In This Issue: Mourning the loss of curved classics from days gone by, the NSA Pro Street/Freestyle Finals in Phoenix and Penn and Teller
Music Articles: Circus of Power, DOA and Danzig
88 Finger louie - song - Past Mistakes - Album - Up Your Ass
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Lyrics
Artist: 88 Fingers Louie
Song Title: Past Mistakes
I missed the train to Boston,
Now I’m left in the Cold,
I never wanted this to end,
And now you got a new boyfriend,
He says he’ll love you better,
Than I will ever do,
And will you say you love me too, oh!
Can’t make up for past mistakes,
but you know I’m gonna keep on trying,
The world used to be ours to take,
Can’t you see that now,
I’m dyin’
I know you broke your promise,
That you were an empty hole,
I thought I would be with you forever,
Can’t stand living on my own,
Such a minor set back,
A never is all it took,
Thinks he’s Mr. Perfect,
And she’ll take another look,
Can’t make up for past mistakes,
but you know I’m gonna keep on trying,
The world used to be ours to take,
Can’t you see that now,
I’m dyin’
I’m not too great for that,
You’re never coming back,
All those chances take another drink,
I thought it’d never come to that,
You moved on to better things,
And all the misery you maked,
To me all I want’s the best for you, FOR YOU!
Can’t make up for past mistakes,
but you know I’m gonna keep on trying,
The world used to be ours to take,
Can’t you see that now,
I’m dyin’
50 Cents - Song - Patiently Waiting - Album - Get Rich Or Die Trying
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Song of the day
Lyrics
Artist: 50 Cent
Song Title: Patiently Waiting
Writer(s): ELIZONDO, MIKE / JACKSON, CURTIS JAMES / MATHERS, MARSHALL BIII(EMINEM) / RESTO, LUIS
#50Cent
Hey Em, you know you my favorite white boy right?
I owe you for this one
[Chorus]
I’ve been patiently waiting for a track to explode on
You can stun if you want and your *** will get rolled on
It feels like my flows been hot for so long
If you thinking I’m ****ing fall off your so wrong
#50Cent
Innocent in my head, like a baby born dead
Destination heaven, sit and politic with passengers from nine eleven
The lords blessings leave me lyrically inclined
**** I ain’t even gotta try to shine
God’s the seamstress that tailor fitted my pain
I got scriptures in my brain I could spit at your dame
Straight out the good book, look, *****s is shook
50 fears no man, warrior swing swords like Conan
Picture me pen in hand write lines knowing the source’ll quote it
When I die, they’ll read this and say a genius wrote it
I grew up without my pops should that make me bitter?
I caught cases I copped out does that make me a quitter?
In this white man’s world I’m similar to a squirrel
Lookin for a slut with a nice butt to get a nut
If I get shot today my phone will stop ringing again
These industry *****z ain’t friends, they know how to pretend
[Chorus: x2 Eminem]
Patiently waiting to make it through all the hating
Debating whether or not you could even weather the storm.
Just lay on the table they operating to save you
Its like an angel came to you sent from the heavens above
#Eminem
They think they’re crazy but they ain’t crazy lets face it, **** basically
They just playing sick, they ain’t **** They ain’t saying ****, spray ‘em Fifty
A to the K, get in the way I’ll bring Dre and them wit me
And turn this day into ****ing mayhem you staying with me?
Don’t let me lose you, I’m not trying to confuse you
When I let loose with this Uzi and just shoot through your Isuzu
You get the message am I getting through to you?
You know whats coming you ************s don’t even know do you?
Take some Big and some Pac and you mix them up in a pot
Sprinkle a little Big L on top, and what the **** do you got?
You got the realest and illest killers tied up in a knot
The Juggernauts of this rap **** like it or not
Its like a fight to the top just to see who died for the spot
You put your life in this, nothing like surviving the shot
Y’all know what time it is as soon as Fifty signs on this dot
**** what you know about death threats, ‘cause I get a lot
Shady Records was eighty seconds away from the towers
Some cowards ****ed with the wrong building they meant to hit ours
Better evacuate all children - nuclear shower
There’s nothing spookier, you’re now about to witness the power of ****in Fifty
[Chorus: x2]
The guns spark when the shots go off
Its fifty, they say its Fifty
See a ***** laid out with his ****ing top blown off
Its fifty, man that wasn’t Fifty, they don’t holla my name
#50Cent
You shouldn’t throw stones if you live in a glass house
And if you got a glass jaw, you should watch your mouth
Cause I’ll break your face, have your *** running
Mumbling to the Jake, you going against me dog you making a mistake
Ill split you have you looking like the Michael Jackson’s jackets with all them zippers
I’m the boss on this boat, you can call me skipper
The way I turn the money over you should call me flipper
Your *****, a regular *****, you calling her wifey
I ****ed her, I feed her fast food, you keeping her icy
I’m down to sell records but not my soul
Snoop said this in 94’ “We don’t love them hoes”
I got pennies for my thoughts, now I’m rich
See the twenty’s spinning looking mean on the six
*****s wearing flags, ‘cause the colors match they clothes
They get caught in the wrong hood and get filled up with holes (************).
[Chorus: x2]
#50Cent
Its #fifty
#sotd #50cents
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