Thursday, July 21, 2005

there are two kinds of girl on this planet: those who will sleep on you on the first date and those who won't. Avoid both.

Till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
Till my legs give out, can’t shut my mouth.
Till the smoke clears out and my high burn out
I’ma rip this shit till my bone collapse

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

mmmh....I don't know what to say really...

I actually wanted to say something but I forgot what because the last words totally reminded me of an Eminem song ( Till I collapse) and now I can't stop singing the song....it's a good song really..haha

2:22 PM  
Blogger sleepy jdon said...

yeah, that song gets in your head and it won't get out. I love it!

2:59 PM  

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