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Bochon
Guest
Please excuse any grammer or spelling issues but really, me fail english? that's unpossible.
Spammin nukes all afternoon long
Listing the the Qufim song
Everything’s going all well
Only got 500 TNL
Everytime I get hit I get wrecked
Gotta stop using the area of effect
Powerlevel d/c again and again
Enmity -3 my best friend
My gear is all +1 and and its phat
Gotta do a run to get my O hat
Blizzaga be covering shit in snow
And now all y’all muthatruckers know
I been playing for days and days
Damn it’s good to be a black mage
Utsusemi Ichi then I cast Ni
Like John Cena you can’t see me
Dual wield my daggers then I attack
While the thief hits it from the back
I need healin, hope they aren’t too late
Damn I forgot to auto-translate
Shadows gone down and losing hate too
Sushi run out don’t know what to do
Ninja tools running on low I’m way behind
A good tank is hard to find
Ninja costs mad gil to play
But you have to know the right way
Woodworking and cloth is the way to go
Ninja is the shiznit, now you know
Damage is the name of the game
Knuckles or not it’s all the same
Checkin on my Mithra cuz she’s been whacked
Backhand blow and now you’ve been bitch slapped
I’ll hit your ass all dang day
Punches from only an inch away
Focus, Dodge then pop Hundred Fists
Hit you so hard I nearly break my wrists
Use my cross cutters to counter your attack
Wonder if sneak attack and asuran fists stack
All the other jobs are just glorified junk
No one else’s damage can stand up to a Monk
Party leader thinks he be runnin ya
Let ‘em feel the power of a summoner
Garuda, Ifrit, Fenrir Titan and Shiva
Kickin back in my chair smoking the cheeba
First I’ll call one out then send it away
Bring forth another avatar to the field of play
There’s a mob over there by the Taru
Pull that back Carby you know what to do
Bring it over here and we’ll kick it’s ass
Shiva just left she’ll be back in a flash
Summon you up from down below
Feel the power of my Astral Flow
Headin to the east, north, west and south
Hear the words pouring from my mouth
I sing to make you strong and my songs stack
I sing it out hard to enhance your attack
Change my gear and get my sextet
Play you all a soothing minuet
None of my weapons have an attack
I can play anything I have the knack
I go by many names, troubadour is one
Best you know now I’m a Bard my son
When putting together a party there’s no other choice
I’ll help you our with my deep soul voice
Like Super Mario on the N-E-S super
I’m badder than an Orcish Trooper
I’m a jack of all trades but a master of none
I can wield axes when the fight is won
Warrior’s where it’s at no matter which hat you wear
Frontline soldier you’re always right there
One or two handed axes we likes
When I’m in trouble I break out Mighty Strikes
Provoke warcry defender it’s time to go to work
Aggressor Tomahawk I’m going Berserk
I’ll kill this mob too it’s all the same
I can’t miss anything with my Aggressive Aim
Arrows and bolts flying through the air
Everyone between best beware
I won’t miss because I’m a sharpshooter
I have better aim then the boys at roto-rooter
Forever be crafting on the go
Can never have too much of that ammo
This bolt here will put your ass to sleep
Then your gil is all mine and your armor I will keep
Sittin in the back biding my time
Now I know this mob is mine
It feels like it should be a sin
Eagle Eye Shot, for the win
Samurai is the shit, we always win
Hasso for strength and using Zanshin
Great Katana in both hands not a shield in sight
I hit the mobs all day long each and every fight
Just when they think I’m gonna miss
I sit a minute and meditate on this
100TP as quick as can be
Who’s gonna skill chain with me
Open up a light or closing up a dark
The party fight begins with a spark
The mobs dying fast now and I think we won
Someone send the thief out to get another one
Pulling mobs in for the party to whack
Sneak attack trick attack hit it from the back
Leaving my group you know I won’t miss ‘em
Fleeing my ass the hell outta Qufim
On my way to the jungle to fight
I’m going to stay up and party all night
Put my hands in the air and do a cheer
Open the fridge and get another beer
Daggers and swords are the name of my game
You can use your big weapons I’ll keep it the same
I don’t mess with all that hodgepodge
I’ll piss you off and use perfect dodge
Looking for a party all day
I just want to come out and play
Hanging by a string being told what to do
All this stuff to me is too new
Fire water and other maneuvers suck
I want to throw myself in front of a truck
I’m so depressed I could just log for the night
If they’d fix the job it’d probably be all right
My puppet breaks down way to fast
Having a partner is a thing of the past
I really really hate being a puppet master
I just wish I could level it much much faster
I always want to mimic what the mobs do
Fortunately for me I can be come a blue
Mage that is, stealing others’ moves
Rocking it out to someone else’s grooves
Hit it once and turn to face away
I’ll sit here and wait for the ability all day
Combine them together to make another one
Figuring it out is most of the fun
I hit things hard and I end up as tank
But it’s okay, the party I outrank
So come unlock it while it’s all the rage
Jump on the wagon and become a blue mage
Hey buddy come close, wanna see a trick
Wait it’s okay, just back up a bit
Let me open up this jug right here
And you’ll see my pet tiger appear
He follows me around and does what I bid
Don’t piss him off he’ll eat your kid
No he’s under control I just use my charm
He won’t cause anyone any undue harm
Let him rest a bit and heal his wounds
The wights are coming as nightfall comes soon
My love I know I’m going to marry
Until then I’ll hang with Courier Carrie
Keeping the hate all up in my face
Don’t want to give the mob any free space
Provoke them mad by talkin about their mama
Then tell them they smell like Osama
Try and hit me you’ll find it’s quite hard
Keeping your attention, never mind the bard
He’s just making me strong and harder to see
We’ll just bind you if you try to flee
I do my job well and I’m quite proud
I’ll never live in the darkness of the shroud
It’s good to thank them now and again
Don’t forget to hug your neighborhood Paladin
Like the beast master I have my own pet
But I have one that they’ll never get
My Wyvern my friend flies along with me
Proud and high up for everyone to see
I’ve got a big rod I carry on my back
Click clack click clack you better step back
Answer three questions or you may not pass
Don’t make me penta thrust yo ass
I jump on you then I’ll jump higher still
My job here is to kill kill kill
Dragoons and their wyverns are the best of friends
They fight together and will win in the end
Healing from the start it’s hard to get going
Good to get to party mojo flowing
I’ll keep you alive or I’ll die trying
Will all the cures that I’ll be applying
Level eleven and here’s cure two
I know for sure this is what I’ll do
As you get higher refresh is a must
Not having it can make a party go bust
Go get the spell I’ll put my flag back up
Party invite are overflowing my cup
I’ll end this fight and all the party friction
Get your invincible ready, here comes Benediction
Magic and sword balancing act
When I took this job I also took a pact
To help my party whenever they’re in need
This oath I take very seriously indeed
I’ll main or backup heal in any fight
I’ll do what it takes to make things right
Enfeebling is what I do best
Other try but I beat all the rest
Stop looking at my tail you Elvaan pervert
I’m low on MP, time to convert
I’m here in my glory and flesh
Don’t worry I have erase and refresh
I fight until my very last breath
I can use the job abilities of death
Souleaster, Last resort one of us will die
I have that crazed look again in my eye
Casting spells to make you weak
Stun you so you can’t even speak
I whip out my scythe and cut you down
Take off your head and wear your opo crown
Absorb your strength and your TP too
Guillotine is what I like to do
Just when you thought you like to fight
You’ve obviously never partied with a dark knight
I dress like a pirate in my poofy shirt
But I can shoot a gun and make you eat dirt
Pushing up daisies is what I’ll make you do
I reset timers for my entire crew
They’ll two hour you then do it once more
I’m down for all this blood and gore
Just don’t get any dirt on my phat gear
I’ll pull out my gun and shoot you in the ear
Some get me confused but that’s quite alright
I’ll join any party that’ll invite me to a fight
A pirate I am not but salt is in the air
I go by the noble name and job of Corsair
FFXI Poetry/Rap?
Spammin nukes all afternoon long
Listing the the Qufim song
Everything’s going all well
Only got 500 TNL
Everytime I get hit I get wrecked
Gotta stop using the area of effect
Powerlevel d/c again and again
Enmity -3 my best friend
My gear is all +1 and and its phat
Gotta do a run to get my O hat
Blizzaga be covering shit in snow
And now all y’all muthatruckers know
I been playing for days and days
Damn it’s good to be a black mage
Utsusemi Ichi then I cast Ni
Like John Cena you can’t see me
Dual wield my daggers then I attack
While the thief hits it from the back
I need healin, hope they aren’t too late
Damn I forgot to auto-translate
Shadows gone down and losing hate too
Sushi run out don’t know what to do
Ninja tools running on low I’m way behind
A good tank is hard to find
Ninja costs mad gil to play
But you have to know the right way
Woodworking and cloth is the way to go
Ninja is the shiznit, now you know
Damage is the name of the game
Knuckles or not it’s all the same
Checkin on my Mithra cuz she’s been whacked
Backhand blow and now you’ve been bitch slapped
I’ll hit your ass all dang day
Punches from only an inch away
Focus, Dodge then pop Hundred Fists
Hit you so hard I nearly break my wrists
Use my cross cutters to counter your attack
Wonder if sneak attack and asuran fists stack
All the other jobs are just glorified junk
No one else’s damage can stand up to a Monk
Party leader thinks he be runnin ya
Let ‘em feel the power of a summoner
Garuda, Ifrit, Fenrir Titan and Shiva
Kickin back in my chair smoking the cheeba
First I’ll call one out then send it away
Bring forth another avatar to the field of play
There’s a mob over there by the Taru
Pull that back Carby you know what to do
Bring it over here and we’ll kick it’s ass
Shiva just left she’ll be back in a flash
Summon you up from down below
Feel the power of my Astral Flow
Headin to the east, north, west and south
Hear the words pouring from my mouth
I sing to make you strong and my songs stack
I sing it out hard to enhance your attack
Change my gear and get my sextet
Play you all a soothing minuet
None of my weapons have an attack
I can play anything I have the knack
I go by many names, troubadour is one
Best you know now I’m a Bard my son
When putting together a party there’s no other choice
I’ll help you our with my deep soul voice
Like Super Mario on the N-E-S super
I’m badder than an Orcish Trooper
I’m a jack of all trades but a master of none
I can wield axes when the fight is won
Warrior’s where it’s at no matter which hat you wear
Frontline soldier you’re always right there
One or two handed axes we likes
When I’m in trouble I break out Mighty Strikes
Provoke warcry defender it’s time to go to work
Aggressor Tomahawk I’m going Berserk
I’ll kill this mob too it’s all the same
I can’t miss anything with my Aggressive Aim
Arrows and bolts flying through the air
Everyone between best beware
I won’t miss because I’m a sharpshooter
I have better aim then the boys at roto-rooter
Forever be crafting on the go
Can never have too much of that ammo
This bolt here will put your ass to sleep
Then your gil is all mine and your armor I will keep
Sittin in the back biding my time
Now I know this mob is mine
It feels like it should be a sin
Eagle Eye Shot, for the win
Samurai is the shit, we always win
Hasso for strength and using Zanshin
Great Katana in both hands not a shield in sight
I hit the mobs all day long each and every fight
Just when they think I’m gonna miss
I sit a minute and meditate on this
100TP as quick as can be
Who’s gonna skill chain with me
Open up a light or closing up a dark
The party fight begins with a spark
The mobs dying fast now and I think we won
Someone send the thief out to get another one
Pulling mobs in for the party to whack
Sneak attack trick attack hit it from the back
Leaving my group you know I won’t miss ‘em
Fleeing my ass the hell outta Qufim
On my way to the jungle to fight
I’m going to stay up and party all night
Put my hands in the air and do a cheer
Open the fridge and get another beer
Daggers and swords are the name of my game
You can use your big weapons I’ll keep it the same
I don’t mess with all that hodgepodge
I’ll piss you off and use perfect dodge
Looking for a party all day
I just want to come out and play
Hanging by a string being told what to do
All this stuff to me is too new
Fire water and other maneuvers suck
I want to throw myself in front of a truck
I’m so depressed I could just log for the night
If they’d fix the job it’d probably be all right
My puppet breaks down way to fast
Having a partner is a thing of the past
I really really hate being a puppet master
I just wish I could level it much much faster
I always want to mimic what the mobs do
Fortunately for me I can be come a blue
Mage that is, stealing others’ moves
Rocking it out to someone else’s grooves
Hit it once and turn to face away
I’ll sit here and wait for the ability all day
Combine them together to make another one
Figuring it out is most of the fun
I hit things hard and I end up as tank
But it’s okay, the party I outrank
So come unlock it while it’s all the rage
Jump on the wagon and become a blue mage
Hey buddy come close, wanna see a trick
Wait it’s okay, just back up a bit
Let me open up this jug right here
And you’ll see my pet tiger appear
He follows me around and does what I bid
Don’t piss him off he’ll eat your kid
No he’s under control I just use my charm
He won’t cause anyone any undue harm
Let him rest a bit and heal his wounds
The wights are coming as nightfall comes soon
My love I know I’m going to marry
Until then I’ll hang with Courier Carrie
Keeping the hate all up in my face
Don’t want to give the mob any free space
Provoke them mad by talkin about their mama
Then tell them they smell like Osama
Try and hit me you’ll find it’s quite hard
Keeping your attention, never mind the bard
He’s just making me strong and harder to see
We’ll just bind you if you try to flee
I do my job well and I’m quite proud
I’ll never live in the darkness of the shroud
It’s good to thank them now and again
Don’t forget to hug your neighborhood Paladin
Like the beast master I have my own pet
But I have one that they’ll never get
My Wyvern my friend flies along with me
Proud and high up for everyone to see
I’ve got a big rod I carry on my back
Click clack click clack you better step back
Answer three questions or you may not pass
Don’t make me penta thrust yo ass
I jump on you then I’ll jump higher still
My job here is to kill kill kill
Dragoons and their wyverns are the best of friends
They fight together and will win in the end
Healing from the start it’s hard to get going
Good to get to party mojo flowing
I’ll keep you alive or I’ll die trying
Will all the cures that I’ll be applying
Level eleven and here’s cure two
I know for sure this is what I’ll do
As you get higher refresh is a must
Not having it can make a party go bust
Go get the spell I’ll put my flag back up
Party invite are overflowing my cup
I’ll end this fight and all the party friction
Get your invincible ready, here comes Benediction
Magic and sword balancing act
When I took this job I also took a pact
To help my party whenever they’re in need
This oath I take very seriously indeed
I’ll main or backup heal in any fight
I’ll do what it takes to make things right
Enfeebling is what I do best
Other try but I beat all the rest
Stop looking at my tail you Elvaan pervert
I’m low on MP, time to convert
I’m here in my glory and flesh
Don’t worry I have erase and refresh
I fight until my very last breath
I can use the job abilities of death
Souleaster, Last resort one of us will die
I have that crazed look again in my eye
Casting spells to make you weak
Stun you so you can’t even speak
I whip out my scythe and cut you down
Take off your head and wear your opo crown
Absorb your strength and your TP too
Guillotine is what I like to do
Just when you thought you like to fight
You’ve obviously never partied with a dark knight
I dress like a pirate in my poofy shirt
But I can shoot a gun and make you eat dirt
Pushing up daisies is what I’ll make you do
I reset timers for my entire crew
They’ll two hour you then do it once more
I’m down for all this blood and gore
Just don’t get any dirt on my phat gear
I’ll pull out my gun and shoot you in the ear
Some get me confused but that’s quite alright
I’ll join any party that’ll invite me to a fight
A pirate I am not but salt is in the air
I go by the noble name and job of Corsair
