Scholarship to UK

well at this moment i will have my test, yep so wish me luck guys ;)

Shit

Lots of post to be up load but im not uploading it :( neeeh, just become to busy and busy (hi hi hi)
well i'll try my best to finish all of this memoriess
FIGHTING!!!!!

This is Not A Song Its A Sandwich Lyric by Psychostick

I know what you are thinking, youre thinking this is a song,
well I guess ill just have to show ya exactly where you are wrong

why arent ya hearin the cheese, why arent ya feelin the ham,
if you dont listen youll miss it, you dont understand
i will explain it all once, i can explain it all twice
to make it clear to your brain untill your taking a bite

it couldnt be a dam cause it doesnt have a beaver
its not the DMV cause it doesnt make you wait
it couldnt be a taco cause it isnt very crunchy
it couldnt be an olson cause it isnt marry kate
it cant be dirty dancing cause it doesnt make you vomit
it couldnt be an iron cause it doesnt burn your face
it couldnt be bruce cambell cause it isnt freakin awesome
it couldnt be a keyboard cause it doesnt have a space...bar

because, this is not a song its a sandwich
what would make you think otherwise
this is not a song its a sandwich
now no more of your vile filthy lies

this is a song. NO ITS A SANDWICH!
uhh, but its a song. NO ITS A SANDWICH!

so what are you thinking,
still think this isa song?
do you require more proof?
do you enjoy being wrong?

why arent you hearing the meat
why arent you feeling the bread
if you dont listen youll miss it
youre making me sad
i will explain it all once
i can explain it all twice
and then again and again untill youre takin a bite

it couldnt be a chick cause it doesnt want to marry
it cant be windows vista cause it doesnt suck enough
it couldnt be a boob cause it isnt very squishy
it couldnt be a beer cause it isnt good and stuff
it couldnt be a tub cause it doesnt have a ducky
it couldnt be a stoner cause it doesnt have a joint
it couldnt be an egg cause there is no easter bunny
it couldnt be a song cause it doesnt have a point

because, this is not a song its a sandwich
what would make you think otherwise
this is not a song its a sandwich,
its really just a hogie in disguise

I'm pretty sure this is a song. NO ITS A SANDWICH!
sooong! SANDWICH!
SOOOONG!!! SANDWICH!
Jesus dude, what is wrong with you!? NO ITS A SANDWICH!

lettuce bacon mayo tomato cheese olives onions frog tuna turkey peppers salami noodles pizza tires crowbars

you bought or stole this dumb cd now you are suffering
driving home, working out, or at your job
at your house or wherever, on your ipod 


Seriously this song is really" funny XD and good :) 

Look at Me Now Lyric - Chris Brown ft. Busta and Lil Wayne

I don't see how you can hate from outside of the club

You can't even get in

Hahaha, leggo

Yellow model chick

Yellow bottle sipping

Yellow Lamborghini

Yellow top missing

Yeah, yeah

That shit look like a toupee

I get what you get in 10 years, in two days

Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J

If you get what I get, what would you say?

She wax it all off, Mr.Miyagi

And them suicide doors, Hari Kari

Look at me now, look at me now

Oh, I'm getting paper

Look at me now

Oh, look at me now

Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker

Lil nigga bigger than gorilla

'Cause I'm killing every nigga that try to be on my shit

Better cuff your chick if you with her, I can get her

And she accidentally slip and fall on my dick

Oops I said on my dick

I ain't really mean to say on my dick

But since we talking about my dick

All of you haters say hi to it

I'm done

Ayo Breezy

Let me show you how to keep the dice rolling

When you're doing that thing over there homie

Let's go!

'Cause I'm feeling like I'm running

And I'm feeling like I gotta get away, get away, get away

Better know that I don't and I won't ever stop

'Cause you know I gotta win everyday day, day

See they don't really wanna pop me

Just know that you never flop me

And I know that I can be a little cocky

You ain't never gonna stop me

Every time I come a nigga gotta set it, then I gotta go, and then I gotta get it

Then I gotta blow, and then I gotta shudder that any little thing that nigga think he be doing

'Cause it doesn't matter, 'cause I'm gonna dadadada

Then I'm gonna murder every thing and anything a badaboom a badabing

I gotta do a lot of things, to make it clearer to a couple niggas

That I'm always winning and I gotta get it again, and again, and again

And I be doing it to death and now I move a little foul

A nigga better call a ref, and everybody knows my style

And niggas know I'm the the best when it come to doing this

And I be banging on my chest, and I bang in the east, and I'm banging in the west

And I come to give you more and I will never give you less

You will hear it in the street or you can read it in the press

Do you really wanna know what's next? Let's go

See the way we on and we all up in the race and you know

We gotta go, don't try to keep up with the pace

We struggling and hustling and sending it and getting it

And always gotta do it take it to another place

Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it

And I gotta cut all through his traffic

Just to be at the top of the throne

Better know I gotta have it, have it

Look at me now, look at me now

Oh, I'm getting paper

Look at me now

Oh, look at me now

Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker

Man fuck these bitch ass niggas, how y'all doin'?

I'm Lil Tunechi, I'm a nuisance, I go stupid, I go dumb like the 3 stooges

I don't eat sushi, I'm the shit, no I'm pollution, no substitution

Got a bitch that play in movies in my Jacuzzi, pussy juicy

I never gave a fuck about a hater, got money on my radar

Dress like a skater, got a big house, came with an elevator

You niggas ain't eatin', fuck it, tell a waiter

Marley said, "Shoot 'em", and I said, "Okay"

If you wanted bullshit then I'm like olay

I don't care what you say, so don't even speak

Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil

That's word to my flag, and my flag red

I'm out of my head, bitch I'm outta my mind, from the bottom I climb

You ain't hotter than mine, nope, not on my time and I'm not even trying

What's poppin' Slime? Nothin' five, and if they trippin' fuck 'em five

I ain't got no time to shuck and jive, these niggas as sweet as pumpkin pie

Ciroc and sprite on a private flight,

Bitch I've been tight since "Guiding light",

And my pockets right, and my diamonds white

And my momma's nice and my daddy's dead

You faggots scared 'cause I'm too wild, been here for a while

I was like fuck trial I puts it down

I'm so Young Money, if you got eyes look at me now, bitch

Look at me now, look at me now

Oh, I'm getting paper

Look at me now

Oh, look at me now

Yeah, I'm fresher than a motherfucker

Okay, okay

Is that right?

I'm fresher than a motherfucker

Hahaha me and my friend try to copy Busta's rap style , but GOD he's damn awesome!! and this song is motherfucking awesome!! 

Blame It On The Girl Lyric - Mika

He's got looks that books take pages to tell
He's got a face to make you fall on your knees
He's got money in the bank to thank and I guess
You could think he's livin' at ease

Like lovers on the open shore -- what's the matter
When you're sitting there with so much more -- what's the matter
While you're wondering what the hell to be
Are you wishing you were ugly like me?

Blame it on the girls who know what to do
Blame it on the boys who keep hitting on you

Blame it on your mother for the things she said
Blame it on your father but you know he's dead

Blame it on the gi..rls
Blame it on the bo..ys
Blame it on the gi..rls
Blame it on the bo..ys

Life could be simple but you never fail
To complicate it every single time

You could have children and a wife, a perfect little life
But you blow it on a bottle of wine

Like a baby you're a stubborn child -- what's the matter
Always looking for an axe to grind -- what's the matter
While you're wondering what the hell to do
We were wishing we were lucky like you

Blame it on the girls who know what to do
Blame it on the boys who keep hitting on you

Blame it on your mother for the things she said
Blame it on your father but you know he's dead

Blame it on the gi..rls
Blame it on the bo..ys
Blame it on the gi..rls
Blame it on the bo..ys (x2)

He's got looks that books take pages to tell
He's got a face to make you fall on your knees
He's got money in the bank to thank and I guess
You could think he's livin' at ease

Blame it on the girls who know what to do
Blame it on the boys who keep hitting on you

Blame it on your mother for the things she said
Blame it on your father but you know he's dead

Blame it on the gi..rls
Blame it on the bo..ys
Blame it on the gi..rls
Blame it on the bo..ys(x2)

Love Today Lyric - Mika

Doom, da da-di da-di, doom, da da-di da-di

Everybody's gonna love today
Gonna love today, gonna love today
Everybody's gonna love today, gonna love today
Anyway you want to, anyway you've got to
Love love me, love love me, love love

I've been crying for so long
Fighting tears just to carry on
But now, but now it's gone away

Hey girl, why can't you carry on?
Is it 'cause you're just like your mother?
Little tyke, like to tease for fun?
Well, you ain't gonna tease no other
Gonna make you a lover

Everybody's gonna love today, love today, love today
Everybody's gonna love today
Anyway you want to, anyway you've got to
Love love me, love love me, love love

Girl in a groove with the big bust on
Big bust on, big bust on
Wait till your mother and your papa's gone, papa's gone
Momma, momma papa
Shock shock me, shock shock me, shock shock

Said everybody's gonna love today
Gonna love today, gonna love today
I said everybody's gonna love today, gonna love today
Anyway you want to, anyway you've got to
Love love me, love love me, love love

Carolina sits on ninety-five
Give her a dollar and she'll make you smile
Hooker, what a looker, walk away!

Carry dresses like a kid for fun
Licks her lips like they're something other
Tries to tell you life has just begun
But you know she's getting something other
Than the love from her mother

Everybody's gonna love today, love today, love today
Everybody's gonna love today
Anyway you want to, anyway you've got to
Love love me, love love me, love love

Girl in a groove with the big bust on
Big bust on, big bust on
Wait till your mother and your papa's gone, papa's gone
Momma, momma papa
Shock shock me, shock shock me, shock shock

I said everybody's gonna love today
Gonna love today, gonna love today
I said everybody's gonna love today, gonna love today
Anyway you want to, anyway you've got to
Love love me, love love me, love love

Doom, da da-di da-di, doom, da da-di da-di
Doom, da da-di da-di, doom, da da-di da-di
Doo doo, da-di da-di, doo doo, da-di da-di
Doom, da da-di da-di, doom, da da-di da-di

Everybody's gonna love today
Gonna love today, gonna love today
Everybody's gonna love today, gonna love today
Anyway you want to, anyway you've got to
Love love me, love love me, love love

Doom, da da-di da-di, doom, da da-di da-di
Doom, da da-di da-di, doom, da da-di da-di
Doo doo, da-di da-di, doo doo, da-di da-di
Doom, da da-di da-di, doom, da da-di da-di


First Mika song I heard when I was a kid ( around 7 or 9 years old)

Grace Kelly Lyric- Mika

I wanna talk to you
{The last time we talked Mr. Smith you reduced me to tears
I promise you that won't happen again}

Do I attract you?
Do I repulse you with my queasy smile?
Am I too dirty? Am I too flirty?
Do I like what you like?

Yeah, I could be wholesome
I could be loathsome
I guess I'm a little bit shy
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me without making me try?

I try to be like Grace Kelly
But all her looks were too sad
So I tried a little Freddie
I've gone identity mad!

I could be brown, I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful, I could be purple
I could be anything you like

Gotta be green, gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you walk out the door!

{Getting angry doesn't solve anything}

How can I help it? How can I help it?
How can I help what you think?
Hello my baby, hello my baby
Putting my life on the brink

Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like yourself?
Should I bend over?
Should I look older just to be put on your shelf?

I try to be like Grace Kelly
But all her looks were too sad
So I tried a little Freddie
I've gone identity mad!

I could be brown, I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful, I could be purple
I could be anything you like

Gotta be green, gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Walk out the door!

Say what you want to satisfy yourself, hey!
But you only want what everybody else
Says you should want, you should want

I could be brown, I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful, I could be purple
I could be anything you like

Gotta be green, gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Walk out the door!

I could be brown, I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful, I could be purple
I could be anything you like

Gotta be green, gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Walk out the door!

{Humphry, we're leaving}
Kaching


His voice is so high, try to follow him but I'm out of breath when I try the next lyrics....MIKA ROCKS!