Y'all want a single--SAY: FUCK IT,FUCK iT!!!!!--- by marečo--

subota, 21.07.2007.

KAO PRVO PAVIĆ SORRY ČA SAN TI NASRA POST...nabrat ćeš ti komentara...tako da ljudi evo mene punog inspiracije...za jedan kratki postić... ovo ča piše u naslovu je jedna fancy pjesma od koRna koja mi je ušla u krv...pjesma ni bogzna ča,al ne moren je prestat pjevat... ono u mojoj glavi je soundtrack samo od te pjesme...jebote,al neće mi izać iz glave... gren ja na wc..čuješ y'all want a single,say:fuck it,fuck it!! gledan TV i evo opet--y'all want a single... razgovaran sa nekin,bla,bla..boom!!! y'all want a single! say:fuck it,fuck it! haha,jednostavno ne kužin??!! ha ma...samo BOG zna smijeh what's going on today we gotta break away,we gotta problem's and I think it's time too make you slow down,they think we're all desaim....bla,bla!!! ta dam---pogodite koji dio sad slijedi?? y'all want a single,say:fuck it,fuck it!! hahaha,ljudi iman jedno pitanje,koje nema veze sa siron... a ni sa PURIS posebnom...ima veze sa pjesmom y'all want a single..ne znan ča slijedi nakon y'all want a single??? stvarno neman pojma.... bwahahahhahaha bang smijeh smijeh
Shot at 2007-07-21 AJDE DA PROMIJENIN TEMU,DOSADAN SAN... i know rolleyes UGLAVNOM,moj život se može opisati sa dva mudra stiha---otvorim oči,gricnem dikaj',nabacim šminkeraj
ne znam zakaj,je to takaj?pa me ti vrijeme počakaj... ne znan od kud mi to... boo...?? da nastavim...khm,khm.. u mom bezbrižnom životu se vrte tri pojma,fešte,ženske,nogomet...kada te tri stvari spojim u jedno dobijem.. znači F+Ž+N= idila(na kvadrat,samo mi se ne da pisat u wordu,pa ne moren stavit exponent) hehe..dakle,ništa od idile,morat ću se zadovoljit sa dvije stvari...i sami možete pogodit koja stvar šteka... ajde pilići,uključite mozgove.. :) i bla,bla...ča da van još napišen...??? ako ki ima dubokoumnu temu,neka mi se javi... najbolje tri teme bit će nagrađene.. 1.nagrada-moj potpis i pivo(HAHAHAHA) 2.nagrada-samo pivo,ciljam na Q-pack, 3.nagrada-dobit ćete olovku od "BUZETSKE PIVOVARE" stoga pišite... p.s obratite se u komentarima,mojem menađeru,ili meni osobno na broj 095-910-XXXX hahahaha smijeh smijeh

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CIGARO;artist:System of a down
My cock is much bigger than yours
My cock can walk right through the door
With a feeling so pure
It's got you screaming back for

Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking cigaro, cigaro, cigar
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking cigaro, cigaro, cigar

My shit stinks much better than yours
My shit stinks right down to the floor
With a feeling a feeling so pure
It's got you coming back for

Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking cigaro, cigaro, cigar
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking cigaro, cigaro, cigar

Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking cigaro, cigaro, cigar
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking cigaro, cigaro, cigar

Can't you see that I love my cock

Cant you see that you love my cock

Cant you see that we love my cock

We're the regulators that deregulate
We're the animators that de-animate
We're the propagators of all genocide
Burning through the world's resources
Then we turn and hide

We're Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking cigaro, cigaro, cigar
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking cigaro, cigaro, cigar

We're the regulators that deregulate
We're the animators that de-animate

We're Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking cigaro, cigaro, cigar
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking cigaro, cigaro, cigar

My cock is much bigger than yours
My cock can walk right through the door
With a feeling so pure
It's got you screaming back for more

QUESTION! artist:S.O.A.D
Sweet berries ready for two
Ghosts are no different than you
Ghosts are now waiting for you
Are you

Sweet berries ready for two
Ghosts are no different than you
Ghosts are now waiting for you
Are you dreaming

Dreaming the night
Dreaming all right

Do we, do we know
When we fly
When we, when we go
Do we die

Sweet berries ready for two
Ghosts are no different than you
Ghosts are now waiting for you
Are you

Sweet berries ready for two
Ghosts are no different than you
Ghosts are now waiting for you
Are you dreaming

Dreaming the night
Dreaming all right

Do we, do we know
When we fly
When we, when we go
Do we die

Do we, do we know
When we fly
When we, when we go
Do we die