saloute le people!!

c mort??

ou je reprend ma sale habitude de poster plus vite ke mon hombre

King C´Est Pas Grave J´Ai La Faculté De Pardonner Vite Et De Ne Pas Être Rancunnière.

selene

salut les gens z aller bien ?

pkoi tu me di re cisla2 on s est pas parler today

Pour me pardonner j´te fait un bisoux tient SmacKK ^^

Oki ChooTT !

re lé filles

selene2709
Posté le 08 mars 2005 à 20:26:19 Avertir un administrateur à propos de ce message !
saloute le people!!

salut
Ribery javais la fleeme de dire salut

pfff moi sa ne ^peut qu´allez mal

comment aller vous ?

Z´allez bien?

Je vais bien.

mais bon je vais vous faire un ptit sourire quand meme

Prk sa choot aller parle a papa ^^

keskispasse??

selene2709
Posté le 08 mars 2005 à 20:28:16
Z´allez bien?

reponds a mes mails
re srtunk

King

• • J´ai froid**

D´accord, je sors ^^

Hola Selene!! ^^

bonjour!

kink----> jveu pas en parler dsl

linkounet t´as reçu mes mails?

Rage Against The Machine
Bullet In The Head

This time the bullet cold rocked ya
A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika
Nothin´ proper about ya propaganda
Fools follow rules when the set commands ya
Said it was blue
When ya blood was read
That´s how ya got a bullet blasted through ya head

Blasted through ya head
Blasted through ya head

I give a shout out to the living dead
Who stood and watched as the feds cold centralized
So serene on the screen
You were mesmerised
Cellular phones soundin´ a death tone
Corporations cold
Turn ya to stone before ya realise
They load the clip in omnicolour
Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time
Sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz
And mutha fuckas lost their minds

Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high

Run it!

Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high

Checka, checka, check it out
They load the clip in omnicolour
Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time
Sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz
And mutha fuckas lost their minds

No escape from the mass mind rape
Play it again jack and then rewind the tape
And then play it again and again and again
Until ya mind is locked in
Believin´ all the lies that they´re tellin´ ya
Buyin´ all the products that they´re sellin´ ya
They say jump and ya say how high
Ya brain-dead
Ya gotta fuckin´ bullet in ya head

Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high

Uggh! Yeah! Yea!

Ya standin´ in line
Believin´ the lies
Ya bowin´ down to the flag
Ya gotta bullet in ya head

Ya standin´ in line
Believin´ the lies
Ya bowin´ down to the flag
Ya gotta bullet in ya head

A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
Ya gotta bullet in ya fuckin´ head!

Yeah!

Yeah!

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