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Το εχω κι εγω για αρκετο καιρο αν και δεν ειναι ξεκουραστο-λειτουργικο κλπ.

It's all good bayyyyyyy-beeeeeeeee

Αρχική απάντηση από unstoppable [27-12-2004 19:49]

COD MP σκοτωνοντας noobs(αραγε δεν θα μαθουν ποτε?? :hehe: )

Μια ζωη μικροψυχος ησουνα...

Εκμεταλλευτης των αδυνατων

Εγω παιζω.... full throttle + the Dig. Ειδκα αμα ξυπνας με hangover απο τις μπομπες ειναι οτι πρεπει ενα adventure...

με την savage 2000 που ειμαι δεν πρεπει να τρεχει και τιποτα αλλο..

Τι να μου ξεκλειδωσει??

Τουμπανο ειναι ο χαρακτηρας!! Ολα φουλ στο 100!!

Δεν μπορω να "πετυχω" και να κερδισω τα trophy balls. Το double eagle για παραδειγμα τι διαολο ειναι?? Να πετυχω par 4 τρυπα με την πρωτη???? Ή μηπως par 5 με την 2η????

Δηλαδη βοηθεια!! Δηλαδη help ολέ!!!

Κατσε γιατι με την "επιθεση" σβηστηκε το ποστ!

Εχω το HL2 καμμια βδομαδα τωρα και εξακολουθω να παιζω TIGER WOODS 2K5!!! Δεν παω καθολου καλα....

Επισης δεν μπορω με καμμια κυβερνηση να κερδισω τα trophy balls (δεν θελω σχολια για την λεξη balls!!) "double eagle, 4 eagles in 1 round, 2 consecutive eagles!!

Θα το σπασω!!!

Borg!!!! Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelppppppppppp

Jet!!

Πολυ ωραιο!

@jimmy fox : Thanxxxx για την αφιερωση... Που το ηξερες οτι θα μου αρεσε ρε?? :whistling :whistling

Black Eyed Peas - Where Is The Love

What's wrong with the world mama?

People living like aint got no mamas

I think the whole worlds addicted to the drama

Only attracted to the things that bring you trauma

Overseas yeah we tryin to stop terrorism

But we still got terrorists here livin

In the USA, the big CIA, the Bloodz and the Crips and the KKK

But if you only have love for your own race

Then you only leave space to discriminate

And to discriminate only generates hate

And if you hatin you're bound to get irate

Yeah madness is what you demonstrate

And that's exactly how anger works and operates

You gotta have love just to set it straight

Take control of your mind and meditate

Let your soul gravitate to the love y'all

People killing people dying

Children hurtin you hear them crying

Can you practice what you preach

Would you turn the other cheek?

Father Father Father help us

Send some guidance from above

Cause people got me got me questioning

Where is the love?

(where is the lovex3)(the love2x)

It just ain't the same all ways have changed

New days are strange is the world the insane?

If love and peace so strong

Why are there pieces of love that don't belong

Nations dropping bombs

Chemical gases filling lungs of little ones

With ongoing suffering

As the youth die young

So ask yourself is the loving really strong?

So I can ask myself really what is going wrong

With this world that we living in

People keep on giving in

Makin wrong decisions

Only visions of them livin and

Not respecting each other

Deny thy brother

The wars' going on but the reasons' undercover

The truth is kept secret

Swept under the rug

If you never know truth

Then you never know love

Where's the love y'all?(I don't know)

Where's the truth y'all?(I don't know)

Where's the love y'all?

People killing people dying

Children hurtin you hear them crying

Can you practice what you preach

Would you turn the other cheek?

Father father father help us

Send some guidance from above

Cause people got me got me questioning

Where is the love?

(where is the lovex3)(the lovex2)

I feel the weight of the world on my shoulder

As I'm getting older y'all people get colder

Most of us only care about money makin

Selfishness got us followin the wrong direction

Wrong information always shown by the media

Negative images is the main criteria

Infecting their young minds faster than bacteria

Kids wanna act like what the see in the cinema

Whatever happened to the values of humanity

Whatever happened to the fairness and equality

Instead of spreading love, we're spreading anomosity

Lack of understanding, leading us away from unity

That's the reason why sometimes I'm feeling under

That's the reason why sometimes I'm feeling down

It's no wonder why sometimes I'm feeling under

I gotta keep my faith alive, until love is found

People killing people dying

Children hurtin you hear them crying

Can you practice what you preach

Would you turn the other cheek?

Father Father Father help us

Send some guidance from above

Cause people got me got me questioning

Where is the love?(fade)

Απο τα αγαπημενα μου...

KRS-One: MC's Act Like They Don't Know

Clap your hands everybody, if you got what it takes

Cos I'm KRS and I'm on the mic, and Premier's on The Breaks

MC's Act Like They Don't Know

If you don't know me by now I doubt you'll ever know me

I never won a Grammy, I won't win a Tony

But I'm not the only MC keepin' it real

When I grab the mic to smash a rapper, girls go "Illlll!"

Check the time as I rhyme, it's 1995

Whenever I arrive the party gets liver

Flow with the master rhymer, that's to leave behind

The video rapper, you know, the chart climber

Clapper, down goes another rapper

Onto another matter, punch up the data, Blastmaster

Knowledge Reigns Supreme Over Nearly Everybody

Call up KRS, I'm guaranteed to rip a party

Flat top, braids, bald heads or natty dread

There once was a story about a man named Jed

But now Jed is dead, all his kids instead

Want to kick rhymes off the top of they head

Word, what go around come around I figure

Now we got white kids callin' themselves niggas

The tables turned as the crosses burned

Remember You Must Learn

About the styles I flip and how wild I get

I go on like a space age rocket ship

You could be a mack, a pimp, hustler or player

But make sure live you is a dope rhyme sayer

MC's Act Like They Don't Know

This is what you waited all year for

The hardcore, that's what KRS is here for

Big up Grand Wizard Theodore, gettin' ill

If you see then ya saw I'm in your grill with mad skill

MC's can only battle with rhymes that got punchlines

Let's battle to see who headlines

Instead of flow for flow let's go show for show

Toe for toe, yo, you better act like you know

Too many MC's take that word 'emcee' lightly

They can't Move a Crowd, not even slightly

It might be the fact that they express wackness

Let me show ya whose ass is the blackest

I flip a script a little bit, you ride the tip and shit

Too sick to get with it, admit you bit, your style is counterfeit

Now tone it down a bit

My title you will never get, I'm too intelligent

I'll send your family my sentiments, my style is toxic

When I rock and shock and hip hop it unlock your head, I knock it

It split quick from the lyric

Direct hit, perfect fit, you can't get with it

MC's Act Like They Don't Know

Some MC's don't like the KRS but they must respect him

Cos they know this kid gets all up in they rectum

Slappin' and selectin' em, checkin' em, disrespectin' em

Just deckin' em, deckin' em, deck-in' em

Who in their right mind can mimic a style like mine?

I design rhyme and get mine all the time

MC's standin' on the sidelines, always dissin'

When I roll up and rush their crew they start bitchin'

I don't burn, I don't freeze, yet some MC's

Believe they could tangle with the likes of these

Cross your t's and dot your i's whenever I arrive

Wide, magnified, live like the ocean tide

You dope, you lied, I reside like artifacts

On the wrong side of the tracks, electrified

Comin' around the mountain, you run and hide

Hopin' your defence mechanism can divert my heat-seeking lyricism

As I spark mad iszm

The 1996 lyrical style's what I give 'em

Παρολο που δεν ξερω τιποτα και πεταγομαι σαν την ΧΧΧΧΧΧ (βαλτε οποια λεξη ταιριαζει...)

Η παραπανω στιχομυθία-παρεξηγησης (πρωτη φορα την χρησιμοποιω την λεξη μην βαρατε αν την εγραψα λαθος) αποδεικνυει γιατι οι Δευτερες ειναι οι χειροτερες μερες της εβδομαδος και πρεπει να απαγορευτουν δια ροπαλου.

Cheers