IRC-Galleria

Valitse niin monta kirjainta jotka kuvaavat minua parhaiten. Ota tämä myös omaan päiväkirjaasi, niin saat tietää, mitä muut ajattelevat sinusta.
1. Seksikäs
2. komea
3. Pervo
4. Hyvä suutelija
5. Huumorintajuinen
6. Mielipuoli
7. AD/HD
8. Kurvikas
9. Taitava
10. Nopea
11. Musikaalinen
12. Iloinen
13. Surullinen
14. Kyylä
15. Masokisti
16. Holtiton
17. Pissis
18. Täydellinen
19. Homo
20. Nero
21. Viisas
22. Vitun fiksu joskus (aina)
23. Fruittari
24. Hoppari
25. Emo
26. Vaikea

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SOITTELEN KAIKILLE TÄNÄÄ ET VASTAILKAA KULLANMURUT <3

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etkö osaa pitää asiaa samana , pitääkö vaihtaa mielipidettä joka vitun sekuntti ?

vannon sulle sen asian ettei täst seuraa hyvää.

1. Kuinka paljon pidät minusta 1-100% välillä ?
2. Olenko mielestäsi söpö vai ruma ?
3. Jos kävelisin sinua vastaan mitä tekisit / sanoisit ?
4. Haluisitko asua kanssani ?
5. Voisitko pitää minua kädestä kiinni kadulla ?
6. Millä nimellä esiinnyn kännykässäsi ?
7. Kuvaile minua yhdellä sanalla ?
8. Kuinka tärkeä olen sinulle ?
9. Mitä sanoisit jos kuolisin ?
10. Rakastatko minua ?
11. Jos saisit pyytää minulta mitä vain mitä se olisi ?
12. Kerro yksi muistosi/haaveesi minun kanssani.
13. Voisitko halata minua ?
14. Voisitko nukkua kanssani ?
15. Voisitko olla ystäväni ?
16. Voisitko itkeä takiani ?
17. Voisitko kopioida tämän, niin voisin vastata myös sinulle ?

YKSÄRIL !

What you was gonna do? kill me in my sleep you bitch ass nigger?
Tupac, Biggie! shut the fuck up! fucking dogs barking and shit
Don't shoot
Don't shoot
Fuck You Nigger

refrain:
And I'm grindin' till I'm tired
They say "You ain't grindin' till you tired
So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way through the day
A light For the night
Dear Lord, you done took so many of my people
I'm just wonderin' why you haven't taken my life
Like what the hell am I doing right?
(My Life)

Take me away from the hood like a state penitentiary
Take me away from the hood in the casket or a Bentley
Take me away
Like I overdosed on cocaine
Or take me away like a bullet from Kurt Cobaine
Suicide (Suicide... suicide...)
I'm from a Windy City, like "Do or Die"
From a block close to where Biggie was crucified
That was Brooklyn's Jesus
Shot for no fuckin' reason
And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces? (My Life)
'Cause that's Jesus people
And Game, he's the equal
Hated on so much, "The Passion of Christ" need a sequel
Yeah, like Roc-a-fella needed Sigel
Like I needed my father, but he needed a needle (My Life)
I need some meditation, so I can lead my people
They askin' "Why? " Why did John Lennon lead The Beatles?
And why every hood nigga feed off evil?
Answer my question before this bullet leave this Desert Eagle

refrain:
And I'm grindin' til I'm tired
They say "You ain't grindin' til you tired
So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way through the day
A life For the night
Dear Lord, done took so many of my people
I'm just wonderin' why you haven't taken my life
Like what the hell am I doing right?
(My Life)

We are not the same, I am a Martian
So approach my Phantom doors with caution (caution... caution)
You see them 24's spinnin'? I earned em
And I aint no preacher but heres my eric sermon
So eat this black music and tell me how it taste now
An fuck jessie jackson cause it aint about race now
Sometimes I think about my life with my face down
Then I see my sons and put on that Kanye smile (My Life)
Damn, I know his momma proud
And since you helped me sell my dream, we can share my momma now
And like MJB, "No More Drama" now
Livin' the good life, me and Common on common ground
I spit crack and niggas could drive it outta town
Gotta Chris Paul mind state, I'm never outta bounds
My life used to be empty like a glock without a round
Now my life full, like a chopper with a thousand rounds

refrain:
And I'm grindin' til I'm tired
They say "You ain't grindin' til you tired
So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way through the day
A life For the night
Dear Lord, you done took so many of my people
I'm just wonderin' why you haven't taken my life
Like what the hell am I doing right?
(My Life)

Walk through the gates of Hell
See my Impala parked in front
With the high beams on
Me and the Devil share chronic blunts
Listening to the "Chronic" album
Playing backwards
Shootin' at pictures of Don Imus for target practice
My mind fucked up, so I cover it with a Raider hood
I'm from the city that made you motherfuckers afraid of Suge (Compton

Compton...)
Made my grandmother pray for good
And never made her happy, and I bet that new Mercedes could
(My Life)
Ain't no bars, but niggas can't escape the hood
They took so many of my niggas, that I should hate the hood
But it's real niggas like me, that make the hood
Ridin' slow in that Phantom just the way I should (My Life)
With the top back
In my Sox hat
I'm paid in full, the nigga Alpo couldn't stop that
Even if they brought the nigga 'Pac back
I'd still keep this motherfucker cocked back

And I'm grindin' til I'm tired
They say "You ain't grindin' til you die
So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way through the day
A life For the night
Dear Lord, you done took so many of my people
I'm just wonderin' why you haven't taken my life
Like what the hell am I doing right?
(My Life) (5x)