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2007 年 11 月 5 日  星期一   晴天


2007-11-05 分類: 未分類

geog....老師冇番, 兩堂空堂 , 任玩唔嬲

中文, 陋室囧....何囧之有?

maths, 做什麼爛題目, 全部都是無聊的, 又不派12課note

eng oral, 風力, icome!

mus, 輝煇歲月 ~!

LUNCh...COME ON BABY VOOLLEE BALL!!!!!!!

MATHS......QUIZ呀。口。............錯2中...

FA......泥膠人?????????瘋WITH蔣浩倫,  COME ON!FUCK THE SPAGHETTIIIIIIIIIII!!!!

放學??? NOGD

 

影相,.....

這是之前sci堂影的

小息時發現不明物體 !

FA堂做的...FUCK S ! FUCK SPAGHETTIIIII!!

我隔離果個做的咸蛋超人

 



2007 年 11 月 4 日  星期日   晴天


2007-11-04 分類: 未分類

今朝早....十點半起身, 開機..冇人上= v = 聽歌 + 做功課....+ sms......mus唔識做= v =

晏晝...要出街食野, 同老豆老母去到荃灣大快活後邊果間滙豐, 見到何記個ms 鍾, 之後去綠楊上面新開果到行, 見到何傳耀既一個高form女仔, 之後落美心, 見到楊浩怡, 紮左個計 = v =.....評語就....不予置評...話佢好又比人誤會, 話佢唔好又比人打....哈哈....後尾, 佢走果陣, 就係我隔離擦身而過....但佢仍然係見我唔到.....又唔知幾時, 介乎我見到楊浩怡果一刻至到佢走果一刻, 我見到何傳耀既王sir....好似係姓王....55....今日見到好多人...係食野果陣, 肥倫打過黎, 問我打唔打波, 梗係打啦, 好快食哂個公司治就番屋企換杉, 落去同佢打

以下關於今日打波既事

今日手風幾好, 十球有七球都入, 開頭剩係同肥倫one on one, 佢讓我既....之後黎左兩個人, 射波準到乜咁= v =

算啦, 比人吹....草草了結



2007 年 11 月 3 日  星期六   晴天


2007-11-03 分類: 未分類

我又打qooza了....哈

今天, 我介紹一個完美的rapper比大家知....佢叫eminem....我尚且post一首普普通通既歌詞出黎....附近唔好有識英文既家長....尤其係....mother...唔好嫌英文睇唔明, 唔好嫌歌詞長.....越睇越high

[Bizarre]
The rap game, hip hop 101
The hardest nine to five you'll ever have
You can't learn this shit in no history book
You ready to rap motherfucker?
You ready to sell your soul? hahaha
The rap game will fuck you up

[Swifty McVay]
I'mma disrupted nigga, you made me crazy
You should've slain me as a baby
Behavin' shadier than Wes Craven
And you ain't even gotta pay me
I take pleasure of layin' a nigga down daily
You face me, punk it's over, you'll faint fast
I've never fucked up to where I can't whoop ya ass
You'll neck'll get snapped with bare hands, fuck music
Is he rappin'? It's cool but fools, just don't confuse it
What happens: these dudes get rude then I lose it
I'm scandalous, I blow ya two niggas off the atlas
With a gat that's bigger than Godzilla's back nigga
You are not realer, in fact you're feel the effects
Of a crack dealer, y'all presidents since he smacked
And got a mack 10 with it, so I ain't gotta rap
But I'm thankful for that, don't mistakin' me black
Cause you'll be stankin' in the back of a fuckin' Cadillac

[Eminem]
I'ma get snuffed, cause I ain't said enough to pipe down
I pipe down, when the (White House) just wiped out
When I see that little (Cheney) dike get sniped out
Lights out, bitch adios, goodnight [gunshot] (AHH!)
Now put that in ya little pipe and bite down
Think for a minute cause the hype has died down
That I won't go up in the Oval Office right now
And flip whatever ain't tied down upside down
I'm all for America, fuck the government
Tell that C. Delores Tucker slut to suck a dick
Motherfuck ducked, what the fuck? son of a bitch
Take away my gun, I'm gonna tuck some other shit
Can't tell me shit about the tricks of this trade
Switchblade, with a little switch to switch blades
And switch from a six to a sixteen inch blade
Shit's like a samurai sword or sensai
Shit just don't change to this day
I'm this way, still tell that utslay itchbay
Ucksay my ikcday, 'scuse my igpay atinlay
But uckfay you igpay

[Chorus: 50 Cent (sung)]
This rap game, this rap game
I ain't sellin' my soul for this rap game
And I ain't diggin' no hole for this rap game
Man, I'm tellin' you, no it ain't happening
This rap game, this rap game
I ain't sellin' my soul for this rap game
I ain't diggin' no hole for this rap game
This rap game, this rap game

[Kon Artist]
I wouldn't wanna be drinkin', drowned in my own inequity
But fucked that I'ma rap 'til y'all all get sick of me
And clutch my nuts sack and spit all who pick at me
A pitt and rott mix, fuck the dogs you sic on me
I'm sayin' you motherfuckers don't know us, quit playin'
If I'm broke, then I'm breakin' up in the place where you layin'
You know, same shit every nigga done in his life
I look at this, why speak on when I want when I write
So why should I ever fear another man
If he bleed like I bleed, take a piss and he stand?
OK, you win, you can say we can't rap
But no Source never made me not buy an album when they say it was whack

[Kuniva]
I walk in that party and just start bussin' [gunshots and screaming]
Right after I hear the last verse of "Self Destruction"
This liquor makes me wanna blast the chrome
To let you know +The Time+ without Morris Day and Jerome (nigga)
I'm low down and shifty, quickly call Swifty
To do a drive-by on the tenth speed with 50
Ya feelin' lucky? Squeeze
I catch you outside of Chuckie Cheese
With ya seed, you be an unlucky G
My lifestyle is unstable, a partyin' addict
They said no fightin' in the club so I brought me a 'matic
Coughin' the static, I jump niggas, call me a rabbit
Poppin' the tablet and guns to soften my habit

[Chorus: 50 Cent (sung)]
Believe me, we run this rap shit, for sheezy
Make makin' millions look easy
Everywhere you turn you see me, you hear me
Believe me, before you see my pistol in 3-D
No time to call a peace treaty
Dial 911 cause you need the- police to help you believe me

[Proof]
I snatch the chalk from the sidewalk and piss on the curb
This is absurd, these street niggas twistin' my words
We finally could "Say Goodbye to Hollywood"
Cause Proof and Shyne man shit nothin' in common
The nastiest band with gas in each hand
We never bow down to be a flash in the pan
No remorse, fuck ya stature dog
Nothin' to do with hands when I clap at y'all
Put your jaw on the ground with the four and the pound
Then I'm gone outta town 'fore the law come around
So we can battle with raps, we can battle with gats
Matter of fact, we can battle for plaques (This rap game)

[Bizarre]
I'm too fuckin' retarded
I don't give a fuck about my dick
That's why I'm datin' Lorraina Bobbet
My crew had an argument, who was the largest
Now they all is dead and I roll as a solo artist
Plus I made all the beats and wrote all the raps
Well I really didn't, but I did accordin' to this contract
I was thrown in the snow with nowhere to go
Freezin' 20 below, forced to join Bel Biv Devoe
My little girl, she shouldn't listen to these lyrics
That's why I glued her headphones to her ear to make sure she hear it
If rap don't work, I'm startin' a group with Garth Brooks
Hahahaha, 50 sing the hook

[Chorus: 50 Cent (sung)]
This rap game, this rap game
I ain't sellin' my soul for this rap game
And I ain't diggin' no hole for this rap game
Man, I'm tellin' you, know it ain't happening
This rap game, this rap game
I ain't sellin' my soul for this rap game
I ain't diggin' no hole for this rap game
This rap game, this rap game