Sunday, October 31, 2010
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
diz week i gonna be home alone except for 2 days..hehe..coz my mom d go medan to have vacation n do have a save trip..hahaha...so i gonna be chef for my ownself diz week..wan some baby,zho soon n my friends?hehe..neway just wanna say i love u mom n those to help me out..=)..because of u guys i just can buy my baby no 2..hehe..i mean my PJV5829..=D..n i am targeting next next year to own my fucking own car..=)
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
ok wat i mean when i meditation my master guide me..here it goes..=D
what i mean is i claimed that one will be able to communicate with his celestial master who will guide me to solve problems or cases such as cure sickness caused by evil spirits n train to do ghostbusting..each of us has a celestial master with whom we communicate everyday through meditation..so when someone approaches one of us to solve his problem we will first have to consult our celestial master for advice and further action..we are just a medium for our master to help people with problems..ofcoz we need to train to such lv..=)
what i mean is i claimed that one will be able to communicate with his celestial master who will guide me to solve problems or cases such as cure sickness caused by evil spirits n train to do ghostbusting..each of us has a celestial master with whom we communicate everyday through meditation..so when someone approaches one of us to solve his problem we will first have to consult our celestial master for advice and further action..we are just a medium for our master to help people with problems..ofcoz we need to train to such lv..=)
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Monday, October 18, 2010
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Lady GaGa - Monster
Don't call me Gaga
I've never seen one like that before
Don't look at me like that
You amaze me
He ate my heart, he a-a-ate my heart
(You little monster)
He ate my heart, he a-a-ate my heart out
(You amaze me)
He ate my heart, he a-a-ate my heart
He ate my heart, he a-a-ate my heart
Look at him, look at me,
That boy is bad, and honestly
He's a wolf in disguise
But I can't stop staring in those evil eyes
I asked my girlfriend if she'd seen you 'round before
She mumbled something while we got down on the floor, baby
We might've fucked not really sure, don't quite recall
But something tells me that I've seen him, yeah, before
That boy is a monster, m-m-m-monster
That boy is a monster, m-m-m-monster
That boy is a monster, m-m-m-monster
That boy is a monster
He ate my heart
(I love that girl)
He ate my heart
(Wanna talk to her, she's hot as hell)
He ate my heart
(I love that girl)
He ate my heart
(Wanna talk to her, she's hot as hell)
He licked his lips, said to me
Girl, you look good enough to eat
Put his arms around me
Said, "Boy, now get your paws right off me"
I asked my girlfriend if she'd seen you round before
She mumbled something while we got down on the floor, baby
We might've fucked not really sure, don't quite recall
But something tells me that I've seen him, yeah
That boy is a monster, m-m-m-monster
That boy is a monster, m-m-m-monster
That boy is a monster, m-m-m-monster
That boy is a monster
He ate my heart
(I love that girl)
He ate my heart
(Wanna talk to her, she's hot as hell)
He ate my heart
(I love that girl)
He ate my heart
(Wanna talk to her, she's hot as hell)
He ate my heart, he ate my heart
Instead he's a monster in my bed
He ate my heart, he ate my heart
Instead he's a monster in my bed
I wanna just dance but he took me home instead
Uh oh, there was a monster in my bed
We French kissed on a subway train
He tore my clothes right off
He ate my heart then he ate my brain
(I love that girl, wanna talk to her, she's hot as hell)
He ate my heart
(I love that girl)
He ate my heart
(Wanna talk to her, she's hot as hell)
That boy is a monster, m-m-m-monster
(Could I love him?)
That boy is a monster, m-m-m-monster
(Could I love him?)
That boy is a monster, m-m-m-monster
(Could I love him?)
That boy is a monster
That boy is a monster, m-m-m-monster
(He ate my heart )
(Could I love him?)
That boy is a monster, m-m-m-monster
(He ate my heart )
(Could I love him?)
That boy is a monster, m-m-m-monster
(Could I love him?)
That boy is a monster
Monday, October 11, 2010
Clinton Sparks ft. Dj Class & Jermaine Dupri-Favorite Dj
Get, get, get, get, get your ass on the dance floor
(Jermaine Dupri)
Get, get, get, get, get your ass on the dance floor
(DJ Class)
Get, get, get, get, get your ass to the dance floor
(and I go by the name of Clinton Sparks)
Get, get, get, get, get your ass on the dance floor
(and tonight, I’M GONNA BE YOUR FAVORITE DJ)
How could anybody say that dey the shit like I be
Bring the club to life like I done gave the crowd an IV
I P, not me, anywhere I go they follow me
Moet straight from the bottle while I hook up my Serato
Then I say check, One, Two
Need more than one fly girl, gimme two
All of yawl together huh? Bring your whole crew
Tryin’ to fit you all in the DJ booth
Sip on something eighty proof
Get these sexy ladies loose
Tear the club up raise the roof
Then link up wit me like Bluetooth
Lemme see you hit the floor (c’mon)
I know that your wit it
Till ya body soaked
Girl you know you can get it
I’m gonna play for you tonight like it’s your birthday
Tonight I’m gonna be you’re FAVORITE DJ
(Lemme hear you say)
Go, go, say GO DJ
(Lemme hear you say)
Go, goooo, say GO DJ
(Lemme hear you say)
Go, goooo, say GO DJ
Tonight I’m gonna be your Favorite DJaaaaaaay (that’s me)
Ay, Ay, Deee Jaaay
Ay, Ay, Deee Jaaay
Ay, Ay, Deee Jaaay
Ay, Ay, Ay
One, Two – One, Two
In the place to be, I go by the name of Jermaine Dupri
First I let everybody know who I am
Den I drop the hottest jam
Den I watch this bitch go crazy, where I’m from we call it ham (atl)
Then I hit the roll call
Just to get to know ya’ll
Then I take a sip a what I’m drinking just to show ya’ll (circoc baby)
Why the club keep callin’ me back
Why the dance floor so damn packed
Why when he play the same thing; I play; his shit just don’t sound
Like that (uh, uuh)
Or this (nope)
Just like the homie Class girlfriend, I’m The shit
That, or this, it’s amazing what I can getchu ta do wit the flick of my wrist
Lemme see you hit the floor (oh)
I know that your wit it (yup)
Till ya body soaked (uh huh)
Girl you know you can get it (yup)
I’m gonna play for you tonight like it’s your birthday (c’mon)
Tonight I’m gonna be you’re FAVORITE DJ
(Lemme hear you say)
Go, go, say GO DJ
(Lemme hear you say)
Go, goooo, say GO DJ
(Lemme hear you say)
Go, goooo, say GO DJ (ya heard)
Tonight I’m gonna be your Favorite DJaaaaaaay (always)
Ay, Ay, Deee Jaaay (that’s me)
Ay, Ay, Deee Jaaay (that’s me)
Ay, Ay, Deee Jaaay (that’s me)
Ay, Ay, Ay
Now let’s go
JD, Clinton Sparks and Class wanna see ya shake dat ass (Get on the floor and Break it down)
JD, Clinton Sparks and Class wanna see ya move dat ass (Get on the floor, Break it down)
JD, Clinton Sparks and Class wanna see ya shake dat ass (Get on the floor and Break it down)
JD, Clinton Sparks and Class wanna see ya move dat ass (Break it down, down, down)
Lemme see you hit the floor
I know that your wit it
Till ya body soaked
Girl you know you can get it
I’m gonna play for you tonight like it’s your birthday
Tonight I’m gonna be you’re FAVORITE DJ
(Lemme hear you say)
Go, go, say GO DJ
(Lemme hear you say)
Go, goooo, say GO DJ
(Lemme hear you say)
Go, goooo, say GO DJ
Tonight I’m gonna be your Favorite DJaaaaaaay
Ay, Ay, Deee Jaaay
Ay, Ay, Deee Jaaay
Ay, Ay, Deee Jaaay
Ay, Ay, Ay
Saturday, October 9, 2010
vege start yesterday..well i eat 9 days..=)..next saturday nite gonna go take picture again...go take picture those cucuk mulut..well i properly will be at pragin there..=)..anyway i got a weird dream again..i wonder y diz month i keep on dream bout you..LMFAO..well i just don care..wat over is over..=)
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Eminem ft Lil Wayne-No Love
brand new song!=D
Throw dirt on me and grow a wildflower
But it’s “f-ck the world”, get a child out her
Yeah, my life a b-tch, but you know nothing bout her
Been to hell and back, I can show you vouchers
I’m rolling Sweets, I’m smoking sour
Married to the game but she broke her vows
That’s why my bars are full of broken bottles
And my night stands are full of open Bibles
I think about more than I forget
But I don’t go around fire expecting not to sweat
And these n-ggas know I lay them down, make their bed
Bitches try to kick me while I’m down, I’ll break your leg
Money outweighing problems on the triple beam
I’m sticking to the script, you n-ggas skipping scenes
Be good or be good at it
Fucking right I’ve got my gun, semi-Cartermatic
Yeah, put a dick in their mouth, so I guess it’s “f-ck what they say”
I’m high as a bitch: up, up and away
Man, I come down in a couple of days
OK, you want me up in the cage, then I’ll come out in beast mode
I got this world stuck in the safe, combination is the G-code
It’s Weezy motherf-cker, blood gang and I’m in bleed mode
All about my dough but I don’t even check the peephole
So you can keep knocking but won’t knock me down
No love lost, no love found
It’s a little too late to say that you’re sorry now
You kicked me when I was down
F-ck what you say, just (don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me no more)
That’s right bitch: and I don’t need you, don’t want to see you
Bitch you get (no love)
You show me nothing but hate
You ran me into the ground
But what comes around goes around
I don’t need you (don’t hurt me)
You (don’t hurt me no more)
That’s right, and I don’t need you, don’t want to see you
You get (no love)
Bitch you get (no love)
And I don’t need you
Get em
I’m alive again
More alive than I have been in my whole entire life
I can see these people’s ears perk up as I begin
To spaz with the pen, I’m a little bit sicker than most
Sh-t’s finna get thick again
They say the competition is stiff
But I get a hard dick from this sh-t, now stick it in
I ain’t never giving in again
caution to the wind, complete freedom
Look at these rappers, how I treat them
So why the f-ck would I join them when I beat them
They call me a freak because
I like to spit on these p-ssies fore I eat them
Man, get these whack cocksuckers off stage
Where the f-ck is Kanye when you need him?
Snatch the mic from ‘em, bitch I’mma let you finish in a minute
Yeah the rap is tight
But I’m tryna spit the greatest verse of all time
So you might want to go back to the lab tonight and um
Scribble out them rhymes you were going to spit
And start over from scratch and write new ones
But I’m afraid that it ain’t gonna make no difference
When I rip this stage and tear it in half tonight
It’s an adrenaline rush to feel the bass thump
In the place all the way to the parking lot, fellow
Set fire to the mic and ignite the crowd
You can see the sparks from hot metal
Cold-hearted from the day I Bogarted the game
I so started to rock fellow
When I’m not even in my harshest
You can still get roasted because Marsh is not mellow
Til I’m toppling from the top I’m not going to stop
I’m standing on my Monopoly board
That means I’m on top of my game and it don’t stop
Til my hip don’t hop anymore
When you so good that you can’t say it
’cause it ain’t even cool for you to sound cocky anymore
People just get sick cause you spit
These fools can’t drool or dribble a drop anymore
And you can never break my stride
You never slow the momentum at any moment I’m about to blow
You’ll never take my pride
Killing the flow, slow venom and the opponent
Is getting no mercy, mark my words
Ain’t letting up, relentless
I smell blood, I don’t give a f-ck: keep giving them hell
Where was you when I fell and needed help up?
You get no love
It’s a little too late to say that you’re sorry now
You kicked me when I was down
F-ck what you say, just (don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me no more)
That’s right bitch: and I don’t need you, don’t want to see you
Bitch you get (no love)
You show me nothing but hate
You ran me into the ground
But what comes around goes around
I don’t need you (don’t hurt me)
You (don’t hurt me no more)
That’s right, and I don’t need you, don’t want to see you
You get (no love)
Bitch you get (no love)
And I don’t need you
Get em
Throw dirt on me and grow a wildflower
But it’s “f-ck the world”, get a child out her
Yeah, my life a b-tch, but you know nothing bout her
Been to hell and back, I can show you vouchers
I’m rolling Sweets, I’m smoking sour
Married to the game but she broke her vows
That’s why my bars are full of broken bottles
And my night stands are full of open Bibles
I think about more than I forget
But I don’t go around fire expecting not to sweat
And these n-ggas know I lay them down, make their bed
Bitches try to kick me while I’m down, I’ll break your leg
Money outweighing problems on the triple beam
I’m sticking to the script, you n-ggas skipping scenes
Be good or be good at it
Fucking right I’ve got my gun, semi-Cartermatic
Yeah, put a dick in their mouth, so I guess it’s “f-ck what they say”
I’m high as a bitch: up, up and away
Man, I come down in a couple of days
OK, you want me up in the cage, then I’ll come out in beast mode
I got this world stuck in the safe, combination is the G-code
It’s Weezy motherf-cker, blood gang and I’m in bleed mode
All about my dough but I don’t even check the peephole
So you can keep knocking but won’t knock me down
No love lost, no love found
It’s a little too late to say that you’re sorry now
You kicked me when I was down
F-ck what you say, just (don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me no more)
That’s right bitch: and I don’t need you, don’t want to see you
Bitch you get (no love)
You show me nothing but hate
You ran me into the ground
But what comes around goes around
I don’t need you (don’t hurt me)
You (don’t hurt me no more)
That’s right, and I don’t need you, don’t want to see you
You get (no love)
Bitch you get (no love)
And I don’t need you
Get em
I’m alive again
More alive than I have been in my whole entire life
I can see these people’s ears perk up as I begin
To spaz with the pen, I’m a little bit sicker than most
Sh-t’s finna get thick again
They say the competition is stiff
But I get a hard dick from this sh-t, now stick it in
I ain’t never giving in again
caution to the wind, complete freedom
Look at these rappers, how I treat them
So why the f-ck would I join them when I beat them
They call me a freak because
I like to spit on these p-ssies fore I eat them
Man, get these whack cocksuckers off stage
Where the f-ck is Kanye when you need him?
Snatch the mic from ‘em, bitch I’mma let you finish in a minute
Yeah the rap is tight
But I’m tryna spit the greatest verse of all time
So you might want to go back to the lab tonight and um
Scribble out them rhymes you were going to spit
And start over from scratch and write new ones
But I’m afraid that it ain’t gonna make no difference
When I rip this stage and tear it in half tonight
It’s an adrenaline rush to feel the bass thump
In the place all the way to the parking lot, fellow
Set fire to the mic and ignite the crowd
You can see the sparks from hot metal
Cold-hearted from the day I Bogarted the game
I so started to rock fellow
When I’m not even in my harshest
You can still get roasted because Marsh is not mellow
Til I’m toppling from the top I’m not going to stop
I’m standing on my Monopoly board
That means I’m on top of my game and it don’t stop
Til my hip don’t hop anymore
When you so good that you can’t say it
’cause it ain’t even cool for you to sound cocky anymore
People just get sick cause you spit
These fools can’t drool or dribble a drop anymore
And you can never break my stride
You never slow the momentum at any moment I’m about to blow
You’ll never take my pride
Killing the flow, slow venom and the opponent
Is getting no mercy, mark my words
Ain’t letting up, relentless
I smell blood, I don’t give a f-ck: keep giving them hell
Where was you when I fell and needed help up?
You get no love
It’s a little too late to say that you’re sorry now
You kicked me when I was down
F-ck what you say, just (don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me no more)
That’s right bitch: and I don’t need you, don’t want to see you
Bitch you get (no love)
You show me nothing but hate
You ran me into the ground
But what comes around goes around
I don’t need you (don’t hurt me)
You (don’t hurt me no more)
That’s right, and I don’t need you, don’t want to see you
You get (no love)
Bitch you get (no love)
And I don’t need you
Get em
Slipknot - Psychosocial
sometimes u need such music to anger urself when u are nt happy/angry..am i right?=)
I did my time and I want out, so abusive
Fate, it doesn't cut, the soul is not so vibrant
The reckoning, the sickening
Back at you, subversion, pseudo-sacred, pyscho virgin
Go tell your classes, go dig you graves
Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save
Sinking in, getting smaller again
Undone, it has begun, I'm not the only one
And the rain will kill us all
If we throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Oh, there are cracks in the road we lay
From when the devil fell, the secrets have gone mad
This is nothing new but would we kill it all
Fate was all we had
Who needs another mess, we could start over
Just look me in the eyes and say I'm wrong
Now there's only emptiness but I'm missing something
I think we're done, I'm not the only one
And the rain will kill us all
If we throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
The limits of the dead!
The limits of the dead!
The limits of the dead!
The limits of the dead!
Fake and defenseless lie
(Psychosocial)
I tried to tell you first
(Psychosocial)
Your hurtful lies are giving out
(Psychosocial)
Can't stop the killing
(Psychosocial)
I can't help if it's hunting season
(Psychosocial)
Is this what you want?
(Psychosocial)
I'm not the only one
And the rain will kill us all
If we throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
And the rain will kill us all
If we throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
The limits of the dead!
The limits of the dead!
I did my time and I want out, so abusive
Fate, it doesn't cut, the soul is not so vibrant
The reckoning, the sickening
Back at you, subversion, pseudo-sacred, pyscho virgin
Go tell your classes, go dig you graves
Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save
Sinking in, getting smaller again
Undone, it has begun, I'm not the only one
And the rain will kill us all
If we throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Oh, there are cracks in the road we lay
From when the devil fell, the secrets have gone mad
This is nothing new but would we kill it all
Fate was all we had
Who needs another mess, we could start over
Just look me in the eyes and say I'm wrong
Now there's only emptiness but I'm missing something
I think we're done, I'm not the only one
And the rain will kill us all
If we throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
The limits of the dead!
The limits of the dead!
The limits of the dead!
The limits of the dead!
Fake and defenseless lie
(Psychosocial)
I tried to tell you first
(Psychosocial)
Your hurtful lies are giving out
(Psychosocial)
Can't stop the killing
(Psychosocial)
I can't help if it's hunting season
(Psychosocial)
Is this what you want?
(Psychosocial)
I'm not the only one
And the rain will kill us all
If we throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
And the rain will kill us all
If we throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
The limits of the dead!
The limits of the dead!
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