<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979</id><updated>2012-01-24T17:34:08.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming Out Loud</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>174</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-1041277031733451274</id><published>2012-01-24T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T17:34:08.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 1/23/12</title><content type='html'>Wale - &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Ambition"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time is now on everything&lt;br /&gt;Took my heart away from money&lt;br /&gt;Aint interested in fame&lt;br /&gt;But I pray that never change&lt;br /&gt;Ambition is priceless&lt;br /&gt;It’s something that’s in your veins&lt;br /&gt;And I put that on my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Meek Mill:]&lt;br /&gt;Uh, the only hope I had was selling dope&lt;br /&gt;Was on my grind cause times was harder than the cellar floor&lt;br /&gt;My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks&lt;br /&gt;I grew up looking up to niggas that was selling coke&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I was raised by the stop sign&lt;br /&gt;No religion I was getting saved by the glock nine&lt;br /&gt;By the minute I was getting paid like a hot line&lt;br /&gt;Servin' rollin' fiends was calling, we was dot com&lt;br /&gt;Well connected, well respected and well protected&lt;br /&gt;Aint get accepted, well rejected and now they regret it&lt;br /&gt;Aint get my message, was a signal when I was texting&lt;br /&gt;The niggas I was calling was fraud and I learned my lesson&lt;br /&gt;Now I move with aggression, use my mind as a weapon&lt;br /&gt;Cause chances are never given they tooken like interceptions&lt;br /&gt;So throw that pass, I’ll be the Corner back&lt;br /&gt;Me and Folarin MMG gon bring that Warner back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hook:]&lt;br /&gt;For my Ambition&lt;br /&gt;Easy to dream a dream, though it’s harder to live it&lt;br /&gt;They gon love me for my Ambition&lt;br /&gt;Easy to dream a dream, though it’s harder to live it&lt;br /&gt;They gon love me for my Ambition&lt;br /&gt;Easy to dream a dream, though it’s harder to live it&lt;br /&gt;Look, they gon love me for my ambition&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It speaks for itself. Define Ambition for me?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Rick Ross:]&lt;br /&gt;My ambition to win, just to get me some ends&lt;br /&gt;Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a Benz&lt;br /&gt;I saw momma praying as she wait on results&lt;br /&gt;It was hot in the kitchen can I wait on the porch&lt;br /&gt;My father was missing, War Lord Oliver North&lt;br /&gt;Life was diggin’ me deeper, I kept on coming up short&lt;br /&gt;Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Who cut my power off? it’s time to move that powder soft&lt;br /&gt;Not too many options when you coming from the projects&lt;br /&gt;Sittin’ in the trap now you moving Cyndi Lauper&lt;br /&gt;Girls wanna have fun, and a nigga with some change&lt;br /&gt;And I doubt that ever change&lt;br /&gt;Ambition is priceless that’s something thats in your veins&lt;br /&gt;And I doubt that ever change&lt;br /&gt;Ambition is my shit and I put that on my name&lt;br /&gt;And I doubt that ever change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hook]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Wale:]&lt;br /&gt;Well wishes to my opposition&lt;br /&gt;You niggas probably cop a plea before you cop a pistol&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential&lt;br /&gt;But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue&lt;br /&gt;Subscribe niggas reside where all the lions and killers be&lt;br /&gt;And I aint spend a minute up in the streets&lt;br /&gt;But I’m limitless mentally, I’m lyrically the MC&lt;br /&gt;Lebron shit, I was heading 6 after 23&lt;br /&gt;And family is everything and money is less important&lt;br /&gt;Long as your mama love you, don’t ever love a woman&lt;br /&gt;I got a lot of bitches, they got a lot of feelings&lt;br /&gt;But I got that green on my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And that ain’t no Donnie Simpson&lt;br /&gt;I retire you niggas: fuck you and your position!&lt;br /&gt;They play surface so slippery niggas can’t even kick it&lt;br /&gt;Y’all rambling, talking shit to these bitches&lt;br /&gt;You know you real you don’t say it&lt;br /&gt;You know you real, we gon feel it&lt;br /&gt;Ralph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Outro:]&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision&lt;br /&gt;They gon love me for my ambition&lt;br /&gt;Easy to dream a dream, though it’s harder to live it&lt;br /&gt;Look, they gon love me for my ambition&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision&lt;br /&gt;They gon love me for my ambition&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-1041277031733451274?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/1041277031733451274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=1041277031733451274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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"Say Hey (I Love You)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say hey, I'll be gone today&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be back all around the way&lt;br /&gt;It seems like everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;The more I see, the less I know&lt;br /&gt;But I know one thing&lt;br /&gt;That I love you (baby girl)&lt;br /&gt;I love you, I love you, I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a lot of places all around the way&lt;br /&gt;I've seen a lot of joy and I've seen a lot of pain&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want to write a love song for the world&lt;br /&gt;I just want to write a song about a boy and a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junkies on the corner always calling my name&lt;br /&gt;And the kids on the corner playing ghetto games&lt;br /&gt;When I saw you getting down, well, I hope it was you&lt;br /&gt;And when I look into your eyes I knew it was true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say hey, I'll be gone today&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be back all around the way&lt;br /&gt;It seems like everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;The more I see, the less I know&lt;br /&gt;But I know one thing&lt;br /&gt;That I love you (baby girl)&lt;br /&gt;I love you, I love you, I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm not a highly metaphysical man&lt;br /&gt;But I know when the stars are aligned you can&lt;br /&gt;Bump into a person in the middle of the road&lt;br /&gt;Look into their eyes and you suddenly know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rocking in the dance hall moving with you&lt;br /&gt;Dancing in the night in the middle of June&lt;br /&gt;My momma told me don't lose you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the best luck I had was you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say hey, I'll be gone today&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be back all around the way&lt;br /&gt;It seems like everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;The more I see, the less I know&lt;br /&gt;But I know one thing&lt;br /&gt;That I love you (baby girl)&lt;br /&gt;I love you, I love you, I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I say, rocking in the dance hall, moving with you&lt;br /&gt;I say, hey momma, hey momma, close to you&lt;br /&gt;Rocking in the dance hall, moving with you&lt;br /&gt;I say, hey poppa, hey poppa, close to you&lt;br /&gt;Rocking in the dance hall moving with you&lt;br /&gt;I say, hey momma, hey momma, close to you&lt;br /&gt;Rocking in the dance hall moving with you&lt;br /&gt;I say, hey momma, hey momma, hey momma, hey momma&lt;br /&gt;Hey momma, hey momma, hey momma, hey momma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My momma told me don't lose you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the best luck I had was you&lt;br /&gt;And I know one thing&lt;br /&gt;That I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say hey, I'll be gone today&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be back all around the way&lt;br /&gt;It seems like everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;The more I see, the less I know&lt;br /&gt;I say hey, I'll be gone today&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be back all around the way&lt;br /&gt;It seems like everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;The more I see, the less I know&lt;br /&gt;But I know one thing&lt;br /&gt;That I love you (baby girl)&lt;br /&gt;I love you, I love you, I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you, I love you, I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you, I love you, I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you, I love you, I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Rocking in the dance hall moving with you&lt;br /&gt;I say, hey poppa, hey poppa&lt;br /&gt;Hey momma, hey momma&lt;br /&gt;Rocking in the dance hall moving with you&lt;br /&gt;Come on, hey poppa, hey poppa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, I love you, I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you, I love you, I love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you, I love you, I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ehu3wy4WkHs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-6705154088508518902?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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Get Accepted top Grad School&lt;br /&gt;2.) Get an 3.0 in Anatomy &lt;br /&gt;3.) Pass the GRE&lt;br /&gt;4.) Get Certified as a Personal Trainer&lt;br /&gt;5.) Improve my Body Measurements&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Weight:     173lbs - 185lbs&lt;br /&gt;Bodyfat: &lt;br /&gt;Neck:       16in - 18in&lt;br /&gt;Shoulders:  46.5in - 48in&lt;br /&gt;Chest:      40in   - 43in&lt;br /&gt;Forearms:   9.5in  - 12in &lt;br /&gt;Hips:       42in   - 45in&lt;br /&gt;Calves:     15in   - 18in&lt;br /&gt;Thighs:     25in   - 28in&lt;br /&gt;Waist:      32in   - 32in&lt;br /&gt;Arms:       15in   - 18in &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4QCXr79Rkcw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-3792346487185804287?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/3792346487185804287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=3792346487185804287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/3792346487185804287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/3792346487185804287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011-focus.html' title='2011 - Focus'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4QCXr79Rkcw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-7461593973015665890</id><published>2011-12-26T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T16:02:56.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the week 12/26/11</title><content type='html'>Nicki Minaj - "Turn Me On"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nicki Minaj:]&lt;br /&gt;Docta docta, need you back home, in bed&lt;br /&gt;Docta Docta, where you at?&lt;br /&gt;Give me something&lt;br /&gt;I need your love&lt;br /&gt;I need your love&lt;br /&gt;I need your loving&lt;br /&gt;You got that kind of medicine that keeps me comin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body needs a hero&lt;br /&gt;Come and save me&lt;br /&gt;Something tells me you know how to save me&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling real low&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I need you to come and rescue me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Make me come alive&lt;br /&gt;Come on turn me on&lt;br /&gt;Touch me, save my life&lt;br /&gt;Come on and turn me on&lt;br /&gt;I'm too young to die&lt;br /&gt;Come on and turn me on&lt;br /&gt;Turn me on&lt;br /&gt;Turn me on&lt;br /&gt;Turn me on&lt;br /&gt;Turn me on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me come alive&lt;br /&gt;Come on turn me on&lt;br /&gt;Touch me, save my life&lt;br /&gt;Come on and turn me on&lt;br /&gt;I'm too young to die&lt;br /&gt;Come on and turn me on&lt;br /&gt;Turn me on&lt;br /&gt;Turn me on&lt;br /&gt;Turn me on&lt;br /&gt;Turn me on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nicki Minaj:]&lt;br /&gt;Boy, I'm achin', make it right&lt;br /&gt;My temperature is super high&lt;br /&gt;If I scream, if I cry&lt;br /&gt;It's only 'cause I feel alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body needs a hero&lt;br /&gt;Come and save me&lt;br /&gt;Something tells me you know how to save me&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling real low&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I need you to come and rescue me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Make me come alive&lt;br /&gt;Come on turn me on&lt;br /&gt;Touch me, save my life&lt;br /&gt;Come on and turn me on&lt;br /&gt;I'm too young to die&lt;br /&gt;Come on and turn me on&lt;br /&gt;Turn me on&lt;br /&gt;Turn me on&lt;br /&gt;Turn me on&lt;br /&gt;Turn me on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me come alive&lt;br /&gt;Come on turn me on&lt;br /&gt;Touche me, save my life&lt;br /&gt;Come on and turn me on&lt;br /&gt;I'm too young to die&lt;br /&gt;Come on and turn me on&lt;br /&gt;Turn me on&lt;br /&gt;Turn me on&lt;br /&gt;Turn me on&lt;br /&gt;Turn me on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge:]&lt;br /&gt;You've got my life in the palm of your hands&lt;br /&gt;Come and save me now&lt;br /&gt;I know you can, I know you can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me die young, I just want you to father my young&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to be my docta, we can get it crackin' chiropractor, I, I, I, I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you can save me&lt;br /&gt;And make me feel alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Make me come alive&lt;br /&gt;Come on turn me on&lt;br /&gt;Touch me, save my life&lt;br /&gt;Come on and turn me on&lt;br /&gt;I'm too young to die&lt;br /&gt;Come on and turn me on&lt;br /&gt;Turn me on&lt;br /&gt;Turn me on&lt;br /&gt;Turn me on&lt;br /&gt;Turn me on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WLTI2rWAlV4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-7461593973015665890?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/7461593973015665890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=7461593973015665890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-5348395971107274994</id><published>2011-12-26T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T15:55:14.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 12/19/11</title><content type='html'>Drake - "Take Care"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Rihanna]&lt;br /&gt;Know you’ve been hurt by someone else&lt;br /&gt;I can tell by the way you carry yourself&lt;br /&gt;If you let me, here’s what I’ll do&lt;br /&gt;I’ll take care of you&lt;br /&gt;I’ve loved and I’ve lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Drake: Verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;I’ve asked about you and they told me things&lt;br /&gt;But my mind didn’t change&lt;br /&gt;And I still feel the same&lt;br /&gt;What's a life with no fun, please don’t be so ashamed&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had mine, you’ve had yours we both know&lt;br /&gt;We know, they don’t get you like I will&lt;br /&gt;My only wish is I die real&lt;br /&gt;Cause that truth hurts, and those lies heal&lt;br /&gt;And you can’t sleep thinking that he lies still&lt;br /&gt;So you cry still, tears all in the pillow case&lt;br /&gt;Big girls all get a little taste&lt;br /&gt;Pushing me away so I give her space&lt;br /&gt;Dealing with a heart that I didn’t break&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be there for you, I will care for you&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking you just don’t know&lt;br /&gt;Trying to run from that, say you’re done with that&lt;br /&gt;On your face girl, it just don’t show&lt;br /&gt;When you’re ready, just say you’re ready&lt;br /&gt;When all the baggage just ain’t as heavy&lt;br /&gt;And the parties over, just don’t forget me&lt;br /&gt;We’ll change the pace and we'll just go slow&lt;br /&gt;You won’t ever have to worry,&lt;br /&gt;You won’t ever have to hide&lt;br /&gt;You've seen all my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;So look me in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Rihanna]&lt;br /&gt;Cause if you let me, here’s what I’ll do&lt;br /&gt;I’ll take care of you&lt;br /&gt;I’ve loved and I’ve lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Drake: Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;It’s my birthday, I'll get high if I want to&lt;br /&gt;Can’t deny that I want you, but I'll lie if I have to&lt;br /&gt;Cause you don’t say you love me&lt;br /&gt;To your friends when they ask you&lt;br /&gt;Even though we both know that you do (you do)&lt;br /&gt;One time, been in love one time&lt;br /&gt;You and all your girls in the club one time&lt;br /&gt;All so convinced that you’re following your heart&lt;br /&gt;Cause your mind don’t control what it does sometimes&lt;br /&gt;We all have our nights though, don’t be so ashamed&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had mine, you’ve had yours, we both know&lt;br /&gt;We know, you hate being alone&lt;br /&gt;You ain’t the only one&lt;br /&gt;You hate the fact that you bought the dream&lt;br /&gt;And they sold you one&lt;br /&gt;You love your friends but somebody shoulda told you somin’ to save you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead they say,&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me, I don't care&lt;br /&gt;If you hurt, I don't tell you&lt;br /&gt;You don't care, if you're true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me, I don't care&lt;br /&gt;If you hurt, I don't tell you&lt;br /&gt;You don't care, if you're true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Rihanna]&lt;br /&gt;Know you’ve been hurt by someone else&lt;br /&gt;I can tell by the way you carry yourself&lt;br /&gt;If you let me, here’s what I’ll do&lt;br /&gt;I’ll take care of you&lt;br /&gt;I’ve loved and I’ve lost&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-5348395971107274994?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/5348395971107274994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=5348395971107274994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/5348395971107274994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/5348395971107274994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2011/12/song-of-week-121911.html' title='Song of the Week 12/19/11'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-9136028120316689942</id><published>2011-12-12T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T07:54:33.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 12/12/11</title><content type='html'>Bruno Mars - "It Will Rain"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever leave me, baby,&lt;br /&gt;Leave some morphine at my door&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it would take a whole lot of medication&lt;br /&gt;To realize what we used to have,&lt;br /&gt;We don't have it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no religion that could save me&lt;br /&gt;No matter how long my knees are on the floor&lt;br /&gt;So keep in mind all the sacrifices I'm makin'&lt;br /&gt;To keep you by my side&lt;br /&gt;To keep you from walkin' out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there'll be no sunlight&lt;br /&gt;If I lose you, baby&lt;br /&gt;There'll be no clear skies&lt;br /&gt;If I lose you, baby&lt;br /&gt;Just like the clouds&lt;br /&gt;My eyes will do the same, if you walk away&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, it'll rain, rain, rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never be your mother's favorite&lt;br /&gt;Your daddy can't even look me in the eye&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, if I was in their shoes, I'd be doing the same thing&lt;br /&gt;Sayin' "There goes my little girl&lt;br /&gt;Walkin' with that troublesome guy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they're just afraid of something they can't understand&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, but little darlin' watch me change their minds&lt;br /&gt;Yeah for you I'll try I'll try I'll try&lt;br /&gt;I'll pick up these broken pieces 'til I'm bleeding&lt;br /&gt;If that'll make you mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there'll be no sunlight&lt;br /&gt;If I lose you, baby&lt;br /&gt;There'll be no clear skies&lt;br /&gt;If I lose you, baby&lt;br /&gt;Just like the clouds&lt;br /&gt;My eyes will do the same, if you walk away&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, it'll rain, rain, rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't just say goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;Don't just say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I'll pick up these broken pieces 'til I'm bleeding&lt;br /&gt;If that'll make it right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there'll be no sunlight&lt;br /&gt;If I lose you, baby&lt;br /&gt;There'll be no clear skies&lt;br /&gt;If I lose you, baby&lt;br /&gt;Just like the clouds&lt;br /&gt;My eyes will do the same, if you walk away&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, it'll rain, rain, rain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/W-w3WfgpcGg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-9136028120316689942?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/9136028120316689942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=9136028120316689942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/9136028120316689942'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Kid Cudi:]&lt;br /&gt;I swear to tell the truth&lt;br /&gt;the whole truth and nothing but&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;hey&lt;br /&gt;I am the maniac&lt;br /&gt;I am the ghoul&lt;br /&gt;I’m in the shadows in the corner of my room&lt;br /&gt;this my new hideaway&lt;br /&gt;this my tomb&lt;br /&gt;this is my coffin&lt;br /&gt;this is my place for unrulyness, no worries&lt;br /&gt;I love the darkness yeah&lt;br /&gt;I like to marry it&lt;br /&gt;it is my cloak, it is my shield, it is my cape&lt;br /&gt;I love the dark, maybe we can make it darker&lt;br /&gt;give me a marker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the maniac&lt;br /&gt;I am the maniac&lt;br /&gt;I am the maniac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Cage:]&lt;br /&gt;I am the maniac, I am the fool&lt;br /&gt;I found a monster in me when I lost my cool&lt;br /&gt;it lives inside of me eating whats in its web&lt;br /&gt;put black spray paint on my windows during the day&lt;br /&gt;wanna spend time with it, I think I’m losing it&lt;br /&gt;or I found it and I’m using it&lt;br /&gt;I wear my shades at night so I can look in the abyss&lt;br /&gt;I see something in nothingness if you could picture this&lt;br /&gt;put black holes in my jar lid&lt;br /&gt;I climb the wall, I’m too high and now I’d die from the fall&lt;br /&gt;before the waters to our knees&lt;br /&gt;we can’t climb on the tree’s wash away&lt;br /&gt;and you and I are the disease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the maniac&lt;br /&gt;I am the maniac&lt;br /&gt;I am the maniac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the mani-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-maniac (I am the maniac)&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m losing it (I am the maniac)&lt;br /&gt;I am the mani-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-maniac (I am the maniac)&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-sing it (I am the maniac) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZT4hcbSNq6U" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" 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href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2011/12/song-of-week-12511.html' title='Song of the Week 12/5/11'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ZT4hcbSNq6U/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-8697499869338754640</id><published>2011-11-28T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T05:05:14.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 11/28/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rihanna -&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"We Found Love"&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Narration:]&lt;br /&gt;It's like you're screaming, and no one can hear&lt;br /&gt;You almost feel ashamed&lt;br /&gt;That someone could be that important&lt;br /&gt;That without them, you feel like nothing&lt;br /&gt;No one will ever understand how much it hurts&lt;br /&gt;You feel hopeless; like nothing can save you&lt;br /&gt;And when it's over, and it's gone&lt;br /&gt;You almost wish that you could have all that bad stuff back&lt;br /&gt;So that you could have the good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellow diamonds in the light&lt;br /&gt;Now we’re standing side by side&lt;br /&gt;As your shadow crosses mine&lt;br /&gt;What it takes to come alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s the way I’m feeling I just can’t deny&lt;br /&gt;But I’ve gotta let it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found love in a hopeless place&lt;br /&gt;We found love in a hopeless place&lt;br /&gt;We found love in a hopeless place&lt;br /&gt;We found love in a hopeless place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shine a light through an open door&lt;br /&gt;Love a life I will divide&lt;br /&gt;Turn away 'cause I need you more&lt;br /&gt;Feel the heartbeat in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s the way I’m feeling I just can’t deny&lt;br /&gt;But I’ve gotta let it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found love in a hopeless place&lt;br /&gt;We found love in a hopeless place&lt;br /&gt;We found love in a hopeless place&lt;br /&gt;We found love in a hopeless place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellow diamonds in the light&lt;br /&gt;Now we’re standing side by side&lt;br /&gt;As your shadow crosses mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found love in a hopeless place&lt;br /&gt;We found love in a hopeless place&lt;br /&gt;We found love in a hopeless place&lt;br /&gt;We found love in a hopeless place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found love in a hopeless place&lt;br /&gt;We found love in a hopeless place&lt;br /&gt;We found love in a hopeless place&lt;br /&gt;We found love in a hopeless place &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tg00YEETFzg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-8697499869338754640?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/8697499869338754640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=8697499869338754640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/8697499869338754640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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"Mirror"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Lil Wayne:]&lt;br /&gt;With everything happening today&lt;br /&gt;You don't know whether you're coming or going&lt;br /&gt;But you think that you're on your way&lt;br /&gt;Life lined up on the mirror don't blow it&lt;br /&gt;Look at me when I'm talking to you&lt;br /&gt;You looking at me but I'm looking through you&lt;br /&gt;I see the blood in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I see the love in disguise&lt;br /&gt;I see the pain hidden in your pride&lt;br /&gt;I see you're not satisfied&lt;br /&gt;And I don't see nobody else&lt;br /&gt;I see myself I'm looking at the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bruno Mars:]&lt;br /&gt;Mirror on the wall, here we are again&lt;br /&gt;Through my rise and fall&lt;br /&gt;You've been my only friend&lt;br /&gt;You told me that they can't understand the man I am&lt;br /&gt;So why are we here talkin' to each other again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Lil Wayne:]&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I see the truth in your lies&lt;br /&gt;I see nobody by your side&lt;br /&gt;But I'm with you when you are all alone&lt;br /&gt;And you correct me when I'm looking wrong&lt;br /&gt;I see that guilt beneath the shame&lt;br /&gt;I see your soul through your window pain&lt;br /&gt;I see the scars that remain&lt;br /&gt;I see you Wayne, I'm looking at the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bruno Mars:]&lt;br /&gt;Mirror on the wall, here we are again&lt;br /&gt;Through my rise and fall&lt;br /&gt;You've been my only friend&lt;br /&gt;You told me that they can't understand the man I am&lt;br /&gt;So why are we here talkin' to each other again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Lil Wayne:]&lt;br /&gt;Looking at me now I can see my past&lt;br /&gt;Damn I look just like my fucking dad&lt;br /&gt;Light it up, that's smoke at mirrors&lt;br /&gt;I even look good in the broken mirror&lt;br /&gt;I see my momma smile that's a blessing&lt;br /&gt;I see the change, I see the message&lt;br /&gt;And no message could been any clearer&lt;br /&gt;So I'm startin' with the man in the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bruno Mars:]&lt;br /&gt;Mirror on the wall,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Lil Wayne:]&lt;br /&gt;MJ taught me that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bruno Mars:]&lt;br /&gt;Here we are again&lt;br /&gt;Through my rise and fall&lt;br /&gt;You've been my only friend&lt;br /&gt;You told me that they can't understand the man I am&lt;br /&gt;So why are we talkin' to each other again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirror on the wall, here we are again&lt;br /&gt;Through my rise and fall&lt;br /&gt;You've been my only friend&lt;br /&gt;You told me that they can't understand the man I am&lt;br /&gt;So why are we here talkin' to each other again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bruno Mars:]&lt;br /&gt;Mirror on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(So why are we talking to each other again?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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11/21/11'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-8963962107795488998</id><published>2011-11-25T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T15:24:25.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>11/14/11</title><content type='html'>Flo Rida - "Good Feeling"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I get a feeling that I never never never never had before, no no&lt;br /&gt;I get a good feeling, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I get a feeling that I never never never never had before, no no&lt;br /&gt;I get a good feeling, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I can, doubt that I leave, I'm running with this plan&lt;br /&gt;Pull me, grab me, crabs in the bucket can't have me&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the president one day&lt;br /&gt;January first, oh, you like that gossip&lt;br /&gt;Like you the one drinking what God sip dot com&lt;br /&gt;Now I gotta work with your tongue&lt;br /&gt;How many rolling stones you want&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I got a brand new spirit,&lt;br /&gt;Speak it and it's done&lt;br /&gt;Woke up on the side of the bed like I won&lt;br /&gt;Talk like a winner, my chest to that sun&lt;br /&gt;G5 dealer, US to Taiwan&lt;br /&gt;I hope you say that, I wanna play back&lt;br /&gt;Mama knew I was a needle in a hay stack&lt;br /&gt;A Bugatti boy, plus Maybach&lt;br /&gt;I got a feeling it's a wrap, ASAP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I get a feeling that I never never never never had before, no no&lt;br /&gt;I get a good feeling, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I get a feeling that I never never never never had before, no no&lt;br /&gt;I get a good feeling, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mountain top, walk on water&lt;br /&gt;I got power, feel so royal&lt;br /&gt;One second, I'ma strike oil&lt;br /&gt;Diamond, platinum, no more for you&lt;br /&gt;Gotta drill a land, never giving in&lt;br /&gt;Giving up's not an option, gotta get it in&lt;br /&gt;Witness I got the heart of 20 men&lt;br /&gt;No fear, go to sleep in the lion's den&lt;br /&gt;That flow, that spark, that crown&lt;br /&gt;You looking at the king of the jungle now&lt;br /&gt;Stronger than ever can't hold me down&lt;br /&gt;A hundred miles feelin' from the picture smile&lt;br /&gt;Straight game face, it's game day&lt;br /&gt;See me running through the crowd full of melee&lt;br /&gt;No trick plays, I'm Bill Gates,&lt;br /&gt;Take a genius to understand me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I get a feeling that I never never never never had before, no no&lt;br /&gt;I get a good feeling, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I get a feeling that I never never never never had before, no no&lt;br /&gt;I get a good feeling, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good feelin', good feelin'&lt;br /&gt;I know you got the good feelin'&lt;br /&gt;Let's get it, let's get it&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love the life that we livin'&lt;br /&gt;Let's get it, let's get it&lt;br /&gt;I know you got the good feelin'&lt;br /&gt;Let's get it, let's get it&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love the life that we livin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I get a feeling that I never never never never had before, no no&lt;br /&gt;I get a good feeling, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I get a feeling that I never never never never had before, no no&lt;br /&gt;I get a good feeling, yeah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" 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href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2011/11/111411.html' title='11/14/11'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/3OnnDqH6Wj8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-6416161266354101972</id><published>2011-11-25T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T15:15:25.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 11/7/11</title><content type='html'>30 Seconds to Mars - "Closer to the Edge"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember the moment I tried to forget&lt;br /&gt;I lost myself, is it better not said&lt;br /&gt;I'm closer to the edge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a thousand to one and a million to two&lt;br /&gt;Time to go down in flames and I'm taking you&lt;br /&gt;Closer to the edge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not saying I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;One day maybe we'll meet again&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not saying I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;One day maybe we'll meet again&lt;br /&gt;No no no no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine a time when the truth ran free?&lt;br /&gt;The birth of a song, the death of a dream&lt;br /&gt;Closer to the edge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This never ending story&lt;br /&gt;Paid for with pride and fate&lt;br /&gt;We all fall short of glory&lt;br /&gt;Lost in our fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x2]&lt;br /&gt;No no no no&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget&lt;br /&gt;No no&lt;br /&gt;I will never regret&lt;br /&gt;No no&lt;br /&gt;I will live my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Closer to the edge&lt;br /&gt;Closer to the edge&lt;br /&gt;No no no no&lt;br /&gt;Closer to the edge&lt;br /&gt;Closer to the edge&lt;br /&gt;No no no no&lt;br /&gt;Closer to the edge &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mLqHDhF-O28" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-6416161266354101972?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/6416161266354101972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=6416161266354101972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/6416161266354101972'/><link rel='self' 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Street"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Fresh Prince:]&lt;br /&gt;Now I have a story that I'd like to tell&lt;br /&gt;About this guy you all know him, he had me scared as hell!&lt;br /&gt;He comes to me at night after I crawl into bed&lt;br /&gt;He's burnt up like a weenie and his name is Fred!&lt;br /&gt;He wears the same hat and sweater every single day&lt;br /&gt;And even if it's hot, outside he wears it anyway!&lt;br /&gt;He's gone when I'm awake but he shows up when I'm asleep&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that there's a nightmare - on my street!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Fresh Prince:]&lt;br /&gt;It was a Saturday evening if I remember it right&lt;br /&gt;And we had just gotten back off tour last night&lt;br /&gt;So the gang and I thought that it would be groovy&lt;br /&gt;If we summoned up the posse and done rushed the movies&lt;br /&gt;I got Angie, Jeff got Tina&lt;br /&gt;Ready Rock got some girl I'd never seen in my life&lt;br /&gt;That was all right because the lady was chill&lt;br /&gt;Then we dipped to the theater set to ill&lt;br /&gt;We saw Elm Street and man it was def&lt;br /&gt;And everything seemed all right when we left&lt;br /&gt;But when I got home and laid down to sleep&lt;br /&gt;That began the nightmare, but on my street!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Fresh Prince:]&lt;br /&gt;It was burnin in my room like an oven&lt;br /&gt;My bed soaked with sweat, and man, I was buggin&lt;br /&gt;I checked the clock and it stopped at 12:30&lt;br /&gt;It had melted it was so darn hot, and I was thirsty&lt;br /&gt;I went downstairs to grab some juice or a coke&lt;br /&gt;Flipped the TV off, and then I almost choked&lt;br /&gt;When I heard this awful voice comin from behind&lt;br /&gt;It said, "You cut off 'Heavy Metal' and now you must die!"&lt;br /&gt;Man, I ain't even wait to see who it was&lt;br /&gt;Broke outside my drawers and screamed, "So long, cuz!"&lt;br /&gt;Got halfway up the block I calmed down and stopped screamin&lt;br /&gt;Then thought, "Oh, I get it, I must be dreamin"&lt;br /&gt;I strolled back home with a grin on my grill&lt;br /&gt;I figured since this is a dream I might as well get ill&lt;br /&gt;I walked in the house, the Big Bad Fresh Prince&lt;br /&gt;But Freddy killed all that noise real quick&lt;br /&gt;He grabbed me by my neck and said, "Here's what we'll do.&lt;br /&gt;We gotta lotta work here, me and you.&lt;br /&gt;The souls of your friends you and I will claim.&lt;br /&gt;You've got the body, and I've got the brain."&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Yo Fred, I think you've got me all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I ain't partners with NOBODY with nails that long!&lt;br /&gt;Look, I'll be honest man, this team won't work.&lt;br /&gt;The girls won't be on you, Fred your face is all burnt!"&lt;br /&gt;I patted him on the shoulder said, "Thanks for stopping by."&lt;br /&gt;Then I opened up the door and said, "Take care guy!"&lt;br /&gt;He got mad, drew back his arm, and slashed my shirt&lt;br /&gt;I laughed at first, then thought, "Hold up, that hurt!"&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't a dream, man, this guy was for real&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Freddy, uh, pal, there's been an awful mistake here."&lt;br /&gt;No further words and then I darted upstairs&lt;br /&gt;Crashed through my door then jumped on my bed&lt;br /&gt;Pulled the covers up over my head&lt;br /&gt;And said, "Oh please do somethin with Fred!"&lt;br /&gt;He jumped on my bed, went through the covers with his claws&lt;br /&gt;Tried to get me, but my alarm went off&lt;br /&gt;And then silence! It was a whole new day&lt;br /&gt;I thought, "Huh, I wasn't scared of him anyway."&lt;br /&gt;Until I noticed those rips in my sheets&lt;br /&gt;And that was proof that there had been a nightmare, on my street&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-7007427586179325853?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/7007427586179325853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=7007427586179325853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/7007427586179325853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/7007427586179325853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2011/11/song-of-week-103111.html' title='Song of the Week 10/31/11'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-5622922272098075664</id><published>2011-10-23T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T19:20:53.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 10/24/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lykke Li - "Complaint Department"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me oh my you thought you had something strong&lt;br /&gt;Me oh my it turned out that you were wrong&lt;br /&gt;Me oh my you your luck seems to be no more&lt;br /&gt;Frightened to get up, fallen to the floor&lt;br /&gt;Me oh my you say what you're going through&lt;br /&gt;Funny you forgot 'cause that's the same thing from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna complain&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna complain&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the complaint department&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna complain [x3]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me oh my you thought you had something strong&lt;br /&gt;Me oh my it turned out that you were wrong&lt;br /&gt;(If you wanna complain)&lt;br /&gt;Me oh my you your luck seems to be no more&lt;br /&gt;(If you wanna complain)&lt;br /&gt;Frightened to get up, fallen to the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna complain&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the complaint department [x9]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-5622922272098075664?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/5622922272098075664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=5622922272098075664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/5622922272098075664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/5622922272098075664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2011/10/song-of-week-102411.html' title='Song of the Week 10/24/11'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-3466641893331192113</id><published>2011-10-18T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T08:51:12.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 10/17/11</title><content type='html'>Nicki Minaj - "Here I Am"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is that you could only see the worst in me?&lt;br /&gt;I swear sometimes I feel like it nurtures me&lt;br /&gt;But to keep it all real, it's kinda hurting me&lt;br /&gt;I could say I’m done with it, but it lurks in me&lt;br /&gt;So I’m a just tell myself that it works for me&lt;br /&gt;Take a real long drive in the Mer-ce-des&lt;br /&gt;And I might pop a couple of them per-ca-ces&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that’ll make me transform to Hercules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, Here I am, so take me, as I am&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, Here I am, so take me, as I am&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, Here I am, so take me, as I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;I swear to God, man, everything in life is old&lt;br /&gt;And the only thing that change is the price of gold&lt;br /&gt;Even in the afterlife I’m a fight your soul&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the second time around I’ll be twice as bold&lt;br /&gt;So, do you take me to be who I am?&lt;br /&gt;To have and to hold 'til death do us part?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if not it’s just best we both part&lt;br /&gt;'Cause how am I supposed to finish what you start?&lt;br /&gt;You got me thinkin’ twice to just breathe&lt;br /&gt;Then you say I won’t survive if I leave&lt;br /&gt;But I got a couple of tricks up my sleeve&lt;br /&gt;I no longer need your attention, at ease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a joke, it’s a game,&lt;br /&gt;Why am I still keeping score?&lt;br /&gt;I’m in pain, I’m ashamed&lt;br /&gt;I’m a woman, hear me roar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a joke, it’s a game,&lt;br /&gt;Why am I still keeping score?&lt;br /&gt;I’m in pain, I’m ashamed&lt;br /&gt;I’m a woman, hear me roar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it’s a joke, it’s a game,&lt;br /&gt;Why am i still keeping score?&lt;br /&gt;I’m in pain, I’m ashamed&lt;br /&gt;I’m a woman, hear me roar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a joke, it’s a game,&lt;br /&gt;Why am i still keeping score?&lt;br /&gt;I’m in pain, I’m ashamed&lt;br /&gt;I’m a woman, hear me roar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-3466641893331192113?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/3466641893331192113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=3466641893331192113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/3466641893331192113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/3466641893331192113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2011/10/song-of-week-101711.html' title='Song of the Week 10/17/11'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-4946286212087757014</id><published>2011-10-18T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T08:47:48.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 3/10/11</title><content type='html'>Beyonce - "Party"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You a bad girl and your friends bad too, oh&lt;br /&gt;We got the swag sauce, she drippin' swagu&lt;br /&gt;You a bad girl and your friends bad too, oh&lt;br /&gt;We got the swag sauce, she drippin' swagu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be young, but I'm ready&lt;br /&gt;To give you all my love&lt;br /&gt;I told my girls you can get it&lt;br /&gt;Don't slow it down, just let it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in love&lt;br /&gt;I'll give it all away&lt;br /&gt;Just don't tell nobody tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;So tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'll do it every way&lt;br /&gt;Speakers knockin' till the morning light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we like to party-y-y-y-y-y-y&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we like to party-y-y-y-y-y-y&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we like to party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your touch is driving me crazy&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain the way I feel&lt;br /&gt;Top down with the radio on&lt;br /&gt;And the night belongs to us&lt;br /&gt;Just hold me close, don't let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in love&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what they say&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if they talking tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Cause tonight's the night Oh Oh Oh Oh&lt;br /&gt;That I give you everything&lt;br /&gt;Music knockin' till the morning light&lt;br /&gt;Cause we like to party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Rap: Andre 3000]&lt;br /&gt;Set the scene, three thousand degrees&lt;br /&gt;Ain't worried 'bout them fuck niggas over there, but they worried 'bout me&lt;br /&gt;I got a homeboy named Butta and another homeboy, that nigga named Cheese&lt;br /&gt;Fuck with me baby, I make it milk till it drip down yo knees&lt;br /&gt;Spit this shit fo' rillo, brain brillo&lt;br /&gt;Kiddo say he looks up to me, this just makes me feel old&lt;br /&gt;Never thought that we could become someone else's hero&lt;br /&gt;Man, we were just in the food court, eating our gyros&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, that's the way, every single mornin' I try to pray&lt;br /&gt;Grandmom 'n' them, they never forgot, and nothin' else really mean none to me&lt;br /&gt;I ain't stuntin' to beat, talkin' to me?&lt;br /&gt;Girl, why you fuckin' with me? Move on, ain't none to see&lt;br /&gt;Pssh, always somethin' to salt, I'm the raw, off the rip&lt;br /&gt;'Cause of him, all of them, will remember the men&lt;br /&gt;And that they fell in love with rap, black like havin' your cousin back&lt;br /&gt;Blue like when that rent is due, cream like when I'm lovin' you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in love&lt;br /&gt;I'll give it all away&lt;br /&gt;Just don't tell nobody tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;'Cause tonight's the night&lt;br /&gt;That I give you everything&lt;br /&gt;Music knockin' till the morning light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we like to party-y-y-y-y-y-y&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we like to party-y-y-y-y-y-y&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we like to party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You a bad girl and your friends bad too, oh&lt;br /&gt;We got the swag sauce, she drippin' swagu, ooh&lt;br /&gt;You a bad girl and your friends bad too, oh&lt;br /&gt;We got the swag sauce, she drippin' swagu, ooh ooh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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3/10/11'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-4146241659427117771</id><published>2011-10-18T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T08:44:52.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the week 10/3/11</title><content type='html'>Andy Grammer - "keep your Head Up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting on the sunset&lt;br /&gt;Bills on my mindset&lt;br /&gt;I can't deny they're getting high&lt;br /&gt;Higher than my income&lt;br /&gt;My income's breadcrumbs&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The glow that the sun gets&lt;br /&gt;Right around sunset&lt;br /&gt;Helps me realize&lt;br /&gt;This is just a journey&lt;br /&gt;Drop your worries&lt;br /&gt;You are gonna turn out fine.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you turn out fine.&lt;br /&gt;Fine, oh, you turn out fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you gotta keep your head up, oh,&lt;br /&gt;And you can let your hair down, eh.&lt;br /&gt;You gotta keep your head up, oh,&lt;br /&gt;And you can let your hair down, eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's hard, know it's hard,&lt;br /&gt;To remember sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;But you gotta keep your head up, oh,&lt;br /&gt;And you can let your hair down, eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got my hands in my pockets,&lt;br /&gt;Kicking these rocks.&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda hard to watch this life go by.&lt;br /&gt;I'm buying into skeptics,&lt;br /&gt;Skeptics mess with, the confidence in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seeing all the angles, starts to get tangled&lt;br /&gt;I start to compromise&lt;br /&gt;My life and the purpose.&lt;br /&gt;Is it all worth it?&lt;br /&gt;Am I gonna turn out fine?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you'll turn out fine.&lt;br /&gt;Fine, oh, you'll turn out fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you gotta keep your head up, oh,&lt;br /&gt;And you can let your hair down, eh.&lt;br /&gt;You gotta keep your head up, oh,&lt;br /&gt;And you can let your hair down, eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's hard, know it's hard,&lt;br /&gt;To remember sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;But you gotta keep your head up, oh,&lt;br /&gt;And you can let your hair down, eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only rainbows after rain&lt;br /&gt;The sun will always come again.&lt;br /&gt;It's a circle, circling,&lt;br /&gt;Around again, it comes around again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only rainbows after rain&lt;br /&gt;The sun will always come again.&lt;br /&gt;It's a circle, circling,&lt;br /&gt;Around again, it comes around,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you gotta keep your head up, oh,&lt;br /&gt;And you can let your hair down, eh.&lt;br /&gt;You gotta keep your head up, oh,&lt;br /&gt;And you can let your hair down, eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-198705269316849291</id><published>2011-09-27T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T05:40:21.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 9/26/11</title><content type='html'>Frank Ocean - "Swim Good"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's a pretty big trunk&lt;br /&gt;on my lincoln town car ain't it&lt;br /&gt;big enough to take these broken hearts&lt;br /&gt;and put em in it..&lt;br /&gt;now i'm driving round&lt;br /&gt;on the boulevard trunk bleeding&lt;br /&gt;and everytime the cops pull me over&lt;br /&gt;they don't ever see them&lt;br /&gt;they never see them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've got this black suit on&lt;br /&gt;roaming around like i'm ready for a fune-ral&lt;br /&gt;5 more miles till the road runs out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm about to drive in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;imma try to swim from something&lt;br /&gt;bigger than me&lt;br /&gt;kick off my shoes&lt;br /&gt;and swim good&lt;br /&gt;and swim good&lt;br /&gt;take off this suit&lt;br /&gt;and swim good&lt;br /&gt;and swim good&lt;br /&gt;good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got some pretty good beats&lt;br /&gt;on this 808cc beatin&lt;br /&gt;memory seats i'm sitting on stay heated&lt;br /&gt;i would've put tints on my windows&lt;br /&gt;but what's the difference&lt;br /&gt;when i feel like a ghost no Schwayze&lt;br /&gt;ever since i lost my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got this black suit on&lt;br /&gt;roaming around like i'm ready for a fune-ral&lt;br /&gt;one more mile till the road runs out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm about to drive in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;imma try to swim from something&lt;br /&gt;bigger than me&lt;br /&gt;kick off my shoes&lt;br /&gt;and swim good&lt;br /&gt;and swim good&lt;br /&gt;take off this suit&lt;br /&gt;and swim good&lt;br /&gt;and swim good&lt;br /&gt;good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going off&lt;br /&gt;don't try stopping me&lt;br /&gt;i'm going off&lt;br /&gt;don't try saving&lt;br /&gt;no flares&lt;br /&gt;no vest&lt;br /&gt;no fear&lt;br /&gt;waves are washing me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm about to drive in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;imma try to swim from something&lt;br /&gt;bigger than me&lt;br /&gt;kick off my shoes&lt;br /&gt;and swim good&lt;br /&gt;and swim good&lt;br /&gt;take off this suit&lt;br /&gt;and swim good&lt;br /&gt;and swim good&lt;br /&gt;good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-198705269316849291?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/198705269316849291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=198705269316849291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Gym Class Hero - "Stereo Heart"&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Adam Levine]&lt;br /&gt;My heart's a stereo&lt;br /&gt;It beats for you, so listen close&lt;br /&gt;Hear my thoughts in every note, oh oh.&lt;br /&gt;Make me your radio&lt;br /&gt;Turn me up when you feel low&lt;br /&gt;This melody was meant for you&lt;br /&gt;Just sing along to my stereo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Travie McCoy]&lt;br /&gt;If I was just another dusty record on the shelf&lt;br /&gt;Would you blow me off and play me like everybody else?&lt;br /&gt;If I asked you to scratch my back, could you manage that?&lt;br /&gt;Like it read well, check it Travie, I can handle that&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, I apologize for any skipping tracks&lt;br /&gt;It's just the last girl that played me left a couple cracks&lt;br /&gt;I used to used to used to used to, now I’m over that&lt;br /&gt;Cause holding grudges over love is ancient artifacts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could only find a note to make you understand&lt;br /&gt;I'd sing it softly in your ear and grab you by the hand&lt;br /&gt;Just keep it stuck inside your head, like your favorite tune&lt;br /&gt;And know my heart's a stereo that only plays for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;My heart's a stereo&lt;br /&gt;It beats for you, so listen close&lt;br /&gt;Hear my thoughts in every note, oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Make me your radio&lt;br /&gt;Turn me up when you feel low&lt;br /&gt;This melody was meant for you&lt;br /&gt;Just sing along to my stereo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh to my stereo&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh to sing along to my stereo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Travie McCoy]&lt;br /&gt;If I was an old-school fifty pound boombox&lt;br /&gt;Would you hold me on your shoulder, wherever you walk&lt;br /&gt;Would you turn my volume up in front of the cops&lt;br /&gt;And crank it higher everytime they told you to stop&lt;br /&gt;And all I ask is that you don't get mad at me&lt;br /&gt;When you have to purchase mad D batteries&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate every mixtape your friends make&lt;br /&gt;You never know we come and go like on the interstate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I finally found a note to make you understand&lt;br /&gt;If you can hit it, sing along and take me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;Just keep me stuck inside your head, like your favorite tune&lt;br /&gt;You know my heart's a stereo that only plays for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;My heart's a stereo&lt;br /&gt;It beats for you, so listen close&lt;br /&gt;Hear my thoughts in every note, oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Make me your radio&lt;br /&gt;Turn me up when you feel low&lt;br /&gt;This melody was meant for you&lt;br /&gt;Just sing along to my stereo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh to my stereo&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh to sing along to my stereo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;I only pray you'll never leave me behind (never leave me)&lt;br /&gt;Because good music can be so hard to find (so hard to find)&lt;br /&gt;I take your hand and pull it closer to mine&lt;br /&gt;Thought love was dead, but now you're changing my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;My heart's a stereo&lt;br /&gt;It beats for you, so listen close&lt;br /&gt;Hear my thoughts in every note, oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Make me your radio&lt;br /&gt;Turn me up when you feel low&lt;br /&gt;This melody was meant for you&lt;br /&gt;Just sing along to my stereo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh to my stereo&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh to sing along to my stereo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-8276212895123115056?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/8276212895123115056/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-2910151241797738302</id><published>2011-09-15T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T17:03:11.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 9/12/11</title><content type='html'>Cobra Starship - "You Make Me Feel"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la na na na&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la na na na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;Girl I've been all over the world&lt;br /&gt;Looking for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm known for taking what I think I deserve&lt;br /&gt;And you're overdue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you listen you can hear me through the radio&lt;br /&gt;In that bright white noise&lt;br /&gt;What I been missing in my life&lt;br /&gt;What I been dreaming of&lt;br /&gt;You'll be that girl&lt;br /&gt;You'll be that girl&lt;br /&gt;You'll be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Sabi]&lt;br /&gt;Everything you want so let me get up there&lt;br /&gt;I'm the baddest baby in the atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you want so we can do just what you like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel that&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel so&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel that&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel so&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;You, you make me feel that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;Get a little closer to me girl&lt;br /&gt;And you'll understand&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if you want a guy that knows what you need&lt;br /&gt;Well, then I'm your man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I listen I can hear you through my radio&lt;br /&gt;In that bright white noise&lt;br /&gt;What I been missing in my life&lt;br /&gt;What I been dreaming of&lt;br /&gt;You'll be that girl&lt;br /&gt;You'll be that girl&lt;br /&gt;You'll be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Sabi]&lt;br /&gt;Everything you want so let me get up there&lt;br /&gt;I'm the baddest baby in the atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you want so we can do just what you like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh&lt;br /&gt;Everything you know I'm flipping upside down&lt;br /&gt;Take you 'round the world&lt;br /&gt;You know I like it loud&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you want 'cause we can do just what you like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel that&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel so&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel that&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel so&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel, oh&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel that&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel so&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel, oh&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put your hands up&lt;br /&gt;Put your hands up&lt;br /&gt;Let the lights drop&lt;br /&gt;Let the lights drop&lt;br /&gt;Make my world stop&lt;br /&gt;Make my world stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la na na na&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel that&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel so&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel that&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel so&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel, oh&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel that&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel so&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel that&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-2910151241797738302?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/2910151241797738302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-610739384324296388</id><published>2011-09-05T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T06:26:35.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 9/5/11</title><content type='html'>Lil Wayne - "How To Love"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut the music up a little louder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had a lot of crooks tryna steal your heart&lt;br /&gt;Never really had luck, couldn’t ever figure out&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever&lt;br /&gt;Now you in this corner tryna put it together&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a second you were here&lt;br /&gt;Now you over there&lt;br /&gt;Its hard not to stare, the way you moving your body&lt;br /&gt;Like you never had a love&lt;br /&gt;Never had a love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you was just a young and your looks were so precious&lt;br /&gt;But now your grown up&lt;br /&gt;So fly its like a blessing but you can’t have a man look at you for five seconds&lt;br /&gt;Without you being insecure&lt;br /&gt;You never credit yourself, so when you got older&lt;br /&gt;It’s seems like you came back ten times over&lt;br /&gt;Now you’re sitting here in this damn corner&lt;br /&gt;Looking through all your thoughts and looking over your shoulder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you had a lot of crooks tryna steal your heart&lt;br /&gt;Never really had luck, couldn’t ever figure out&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever&lt;br /&gt;Now you in this corner tryna put it together&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a second you were here&lt;br /&gt;Why you over there?&lt;br /&gt;Its hard not to stare the way you moving your body&lt;br /&gt;Like you never had a love&lt;br /&gt;Had a love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had a lot of dreams that transformed to visions&lt;br /&gt;The fact that you saw the world affected all your decisions&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn’t your fault&lt;br /&gt;Wasn’t in your intentions&lt;br /&gt;To be the one here talking to me&lt;br /&gt;Be the one listenin'&lt;br /&gt;But I admire your popping bottles and dippin’&lt;br /&gt;Just as much as you admire bartending and stripping&lt;br /&gt;Baby, so don’t be mad&lt;br /&gt;Nobody else tripping&lt;br /&gt;You see a lot of crooks and the crooks still crook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See You had a lot of crooks tryna steal your heart&lt;br /&gt;Never really had luck, couldn’t ever figure out&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever&lt;br /&gt;Now you in this corner tryna put it together&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,&lt;br /&gt;See I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;That you deserve the best&lt;br /&gt;You’re beautiful&lt;br /&gt;You’re beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to know, you’re far from the usual&lt;br /&gt;Far from the usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see you had a lot of crooks tryna steal your heart&lt;br /&gt;Never really had luck, couldn’t ever figure out&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever&lt;br /&gt;Now you in this corner tryna put it together&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you had a lot of crooks tryna steal your heart&lt;br /&gt;Never really had luck, couldn’t ever figure out&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever&lt;br /&gt;Now you in this corner tryna put it together&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;How to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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Usher - "Without You"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't win, I can't wait&lt;br /&gt;I will never win this game without you, without you&lt;br /&gt;I am lost, I am vain,&lt;br /&gt;I will never be the same without you, without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't love, I won't love&lt;br /&gt;I will never make it past without you, without you&lt;br /&gt;I can't rest, I can't lie&lt;br /&gt;All I need is you and I, without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You! You! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;You! You! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't erase, so I'll take blame&lt;br /&gt;But I can't accept that we were strange without you, without you&lt;br /&gt;I can't quit now, this can't be right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't take one more sleep this night without you, without you&lt;br /&gt;I won't sob, I won't cry&lt;br /&gt;If you're not here, I'm living life without you, without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't look, I'm so blind&lt;br /&gt;Lost my heart, I lost my mind without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You! You! You! You!&lt;br /&gt;You! You! You! You! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-822696090064010680?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/822696090064010680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=822696090064010680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/822696090064010680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/822696090064010680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2011/08/song-of-week-82911.html' title='Song of the Week 8/29/11'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-4602588552719343735</id><published>2011-08-22T08:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T08:55:29.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 8/15/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Weeknd - "The Morning"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the morning to the evening&lt;br /&gt;Complaints from the tenants&lt;br /&gt;Got the walls kickin' like they 6 months pregnant&lt;br /&gt;Drinkin' Alizé with our cereal for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;Girls calling cabs at dawn, quarter to seven&lt;br /&gt;The sky's getting cold, we flyin' from the North&lt;br /&gt;We're rockin' with our city like a sold-out show&lt;br /&gt;House full of pros that specialize in the hoe'ing&lt;br /&gt;Make that money rain as they taking off they clothes&lt;br /&gt;Order plane tickets, Cali is the mission&lt;br /&gt;Visit every month like I'm split-life livin'&lt;br /&gt;Let the world listen, if a hater's caught slippin'&lt;br /&gt;Then my niggas stay tight, got my back like Pippen&lt;br /&gt;Fast life grippin', yeah we still tippin'&lt;br /&gt;Codeine cups paint a picture so vivid&lt;br /&gt;Fakes try to mimic, get girls timid&lt;br /&gt;But behind closed doors they get oh so rigid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that money the money is the motive&lt;br /&gt;All that money the money is the motive&lt;br /&gt;All that money the money she be foldin'&lt;br /&gt;Girl put in work&lt;br /&gt;Girl, girl put in work&lt;br /&gt;Girl put in work&lt;br /&gt;Girl, girl put in work&lt;br /&gt;Girl put in work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Push it through the limit&lt;br /&gt;Push it through the pain&lt;br /&gt;I push it for the pleasure like a virgin to the game&lt;br /&gt;A virgin to that money&lt;br /&gt;A virgin to the fame&lt;br /&gt;So this my only chance so when I'm over only pray&lt;br /&gt;That I flow from the bottom closer to the top&lt;br /&gt;The higher that I climb the harder I'ma drop&lt;br /&gt;These pussy ass niggas tryna hold on to they credits&lt;br /&gt;So I tell 'em use a debit watch they image start to lessen&lt;br /&gt;I warned them like discretion&lt;br /&gt;Why these niggas testin'&lt;br /&gt;Always fuckin' testin'&lt;br /&gt;Why these niggas testin'&lt;br /&gt;Shit that I got them on straight bar hoppin'&lt;br /&gt;To the music of the ambiance gets shit poppin'&lt;br /&gt;Zombies of the night&lt;br /&gt;Niggas ain't talkin'&lt;br /&gt;If they hypin' to the crew get it in like pockets&lt;br /&gt;Downtown lovin' when the moon comin'&lt;br /&gt;Only place to find base heads and high women&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that money the money is the motive&lt;br /&gt;All that money the money is the motive&lt;br /&gt;All that money the money she be foldin'&lt;br /&gt;Girl put in work&lt;br /&gt;Girl, girl put in work&lt;br /&gt;Girl put in work&lt;br /&gt;Girl, girl put in work&lt;br /&gt;Girl put in work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better slow down she'll feel it in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Ain't the kinda girl you'll be seeing in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Too damn raw ain't no nigga worth her holding&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no nigga that she holding man her love is too damn foreign&lt;br /&gt;Look at all that money the money is the motive&lt;br /&gt;All that money the money is the motive&lt;br /&gt;All that money the money she be foldin'&lt;br /&gt;Girl put in work&lt;br /&gt;Girl, girl put in work&lt;br /&gt;Girl put in work&lt;br /&gt;Girl, girl put in work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that money the money is the motive&lt;br /&gt;All that money the money is the motive&lt;br /&gt;All that money the money she be foldin'&lt;br /&gt;Girl put in work&lt;br /&gt;Girl, girl put in work&lt;br /&gt;Girl put in work&lt;br /&gt;Girl, girl put in work&lt;br /&gt;Girl put in work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-4602588552719343735?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/4602588552719343735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=4602588552719343735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/4602588552719343735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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no sword&lt;br /&gt;The unbeaten path got my soul so sore&lt;br /&gt;Allured by the lust, something money can't cure&lt;br /&gt;The Devil want me as is, but God he want more&lt;br /&gt;Eyes closed, eyes open, great another day, here we go&lt;br /&gt;like a nigga woke up late in The Truman Show&lt;br /&gt;Living life without a care, mean pokerface&lt;br /&gt;But I'm forced to play solitaire till I get up out of here&lt;br /&gt;Move like a wanted man with a bounty on his head&lt;br /&gt;Work alone, sleep alone, eat alone, daily bread&lt;br /&gt;Counting till my fingers red, how you gon' judge a man&lt;br /&gt;walking in the shoes of a man with a broken leg?&lt;br /&gt;Flame on the trail headed for the powder keg&lt;br /&gt;Last place in the race I ain't never led&lt;br /&gt;Like I ain't never bled, time to get up out of bed&lt;br /&gt;Serving in the army of one, it's on again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus 2X: Dice Raw]&lt;br /&gt;Walk alone, I walk alone, you know I walk it alone&lt;br /&gt;I always been on my own, ever since the day I born&lt;br /&gt;So I don't mind walking alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[P.O.R.N.]&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a chess match, I'm in a death trap&lt;br /&gt;I'm tryna find out where the eggs in the nest at&lt;br /&gt;I'm one blood when the sky turns jet black&lt;br /&gt;No love in the world can correct that&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a slow lane, I'm on my Cobain&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the new spot tryna run a old game&lt;br /&gt;I got a new chick, put out my old flame&lt;br /&gt;No peace, no sleep, no love for a young beast&lt;br /&gt;You can put me in a cage&lt;br /&gt;You can put me in the jungle where the lion get blazed&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no hell like the hell I raise&lt;br /&gt;I'd die in the bed I made 'fore I lay with a love I loathe&lt;br /&gt;I'm a snake in the garden of bones&lt;br /&gt;I'm a loner in a world of clones&lt;br /&gt;I'm the piece that don't belong, see I roam&lt;br /&gt;where the the Reaper roam till they put my name on a stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus 2X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Black Thought]&lt;br /&gt;The longest walk I'll probably ever be on&lt;br /&gt;The Road to Perdition, guess I'm finna get my plea on&lt;br /&gt;I pray these wings strong enough to carry me on&lt;br /&gt;I promise every second felt as if it took an eon&lt;br /&gt;Walking like the lost boys of Sierra Leone&lt;br /&gt;The trail of tears what they got me like a Cherokee on&lt;br /&gt;Between the ears something I require therapy on&lt;br /&gt;for the working the bone like my name Robert Dion&lt;br /&gt;I go above and beyond, the duty called, truly y'all&lt;br /&gt;Even though they kind of blew me off like a booty call&lt;br /&gt;Asked me if I'm just another muli or a movie star&lt;br /&gt;Forced to face the +music+ like a graduate of Juilliard&lt;br /&gt;Walk alone, talk alone, get my Charlie Parker on&lt;br /&gt;Make my make alone, shed light upon the dark alone&lt;br /&gt;Get my sparkle on, it's a mission I'm embarking on&lt;br /&gt;A kamikaze in the danger zone far from home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus 2X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-4307673372909522213?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/4307673372909522213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=4307673372909522213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/4307673372909522213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/4307673372909522213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2011/08/song-of-week-82211.html' title='Song of the Week 8/22/11'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-2710668007872814581</id><published>2011-08-09T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T13:36:51.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 8/8/11</title><content type='html'>Bad Meets Evil - "Lighters"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bruno Mars]&lt;br /&gt;This one’s for you and me, living out our dreams&lt;br /&gt;We’re all right where we should be&lt;br /&gt;Lift my arms out wide I open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And now all I wanna see&lt;br /&gt;Is a sky full of lighters&lt;br /&gt;A sky full of lighters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Eminem]&lt;br /&gt;By the time you hear this I will have already spiralled up&lt;br /&gt;I would never do nothing to let you cowards fuck my world up&lt;br /&gt;If I was you, I would duck, or get struck like lightening,&lt;br /&gt;Fighters keep fighting, put your lighters up, point em’ skyward uh&lt;br /&gt;Had a dream I was king, I woke up, still king…&lt;br /&gt;This rap game’s nipple is mine for the milking,&lt;br /&gt;Till nobody else even fucking feels me, till’ it kills me&lt;br /&gt;I swear to god I’ll be the fucking illest in this music&lt;br /&gt;There is or there ever will be, disagree?&lt;br /&gt;Feel free, but from now on I’m refusing to ever give up&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I ever gave up’s using no more excuses&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me if my head is too big for this building&lt;br /&gt;And pardon me if I’m a cocky prick but you cocks are slick&lt;br /&gt;Poppin shit on how you flipped ya life around, crock-o-shit&lt;br /&gt;Who you dicks try to kid, flipped dick, you did the opposite&lt;br /&gt;You stayed the same, cause cock backwards is still cock you pricks&lt;br /&gt;I love it when I tell em shove it&lt;br /&gt;Cause it wasn’t that long ago when Marshall sat, luster lacked, lustered&lt;br /&gt;Cuz he couldn’t cut mustard, muster up nothing&lt;br /&gt;Brain fuzzy, cause he’s buzzin’, woke up from that buzz&lt;br /&gt;Now you wonder why he does it, how he does it&lt;br /&gt;Wasn’t cause he had buzzards circle around his head&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for him to drop dead, was it?&lt;br /&gt;Or was it, cause them bitches wrote him off&lt;br /&gt;Little hussy ass, cause fuck it, guess it doesn’t matter now, does it&lt;br /&gt;What difference it make?&lt;br /&gt;What it take to get it through your thick skulls&lt;br /&gt;As if this ain't some bullshit&lt;br /&gt;People don’t usually come back this way&lt;br /&gt;From a place that was dark as I was in&lt;br /&gt;Just to get to this place&lt;br /&gt;Now let these words be like a switch blade to a haters rib cage&lt;br /&gt;And let it be known from this day forward&lt;br /&gt;I wanna just say thanks cause your hate is what gave me the strength&lt;br /&gt;So let em bic’s raise cause I came with 5’9′ but I feel like I’m 6’8″&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bruno Mars]&lt;br /&gt;This one’s for you and me, living out our dreams&lt;br /&gt;We’re all right where we should be&lt;br /&gt;Lift my arms out wide I open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And now all I wanna see&lt;br /&gt;Is a sky full of lighters&lt;br /&gt;A sky full of lighters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Royce Da 5'9"]&lt;br /&gt;By the time you hear this I’ll probably already be outtie&lt;br /&gt;I advance like going from toting iron to going and buying 4 or 5 of the homies the iron man Audi&lt;br /&gt;My daddy told me slow down, boy, you goin to blow it&lt;br /&gt;And I ain't gotta stop the beat a minute&lt;br /&gt;To tell Shady I love him the same way that he did Dr Dre on the Chronic&lt;br /&gt;Tell him how real he is or how high I am&lt;br /&gt;Or how I would kill for him for him to know it&lt;br /&gt;I cried plenty tears, my daddy got a bad back&lt;br /&gt;So it’s only right that I right till he can march right into that post office and tell em to hang it up&lt;br /&gt;Now his career’s Lebron’s jersey in 20 years&lt;br /&gt;I’ll stop when I’m at the very top&lt;br /&gt;You shitted on me on your way up&lt;br /&gt;It’s ’bout to be a scary drop&lt;br /&gt;Cause what goes up must come down&lt;br /&gt;You going down on something you don’t wanna see like a hairy box&lt;br /&gt;Every hour, happy hour now&lt;br /&gt;Life is wacky now&lt;br /&gt;Used to have to eat the cat to get the pussy&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m just the cats meooww, ow&lt;br /&gt;Classic cow, always down for the catch weight like Pacquiao&lt;br /&gt;Ya’ll are doomed&lt;br /&gt;I remember when T-Pain ain't wanna work with me&lt;br /&gt;My car starts itself, parks itself and autotunes&lt;br /&gt;Cause now I’m in the Aston&lt;br /&gt;I went from having my city locked up&lt;br /&gt;To getting treated like Kwame Kilpatrick&lt;br /&gt;And now I’m fantastic&lt;br /&gt;Compared to a weed high&lt;br /&gt;And y’all niggas just gossipin’ like bitches on a radio and TV&lt;br /&gt;See me, we fly&lt;br /&gt;Y’all buggin out like Wendy Williams staring at a bee-hive&lt;br /&gt;And how real is that&lt;br /&gt;I remember signing my first deal and now I’m the second best I can deal with that&lt;br /&gt;Now Bruno can show his ass, without the MTV awards gag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bruno Mars]&lt;br /&gt;You and I know what it’s like to be kicked down&lt;br /&gt;Forced to fight&lt;br /&gt;But tonight we’re alright&lt;br /&gt;So hold up your light&lt;br /&gt;Let it shine&lt;br /&gt;Cause this one’s for you and me, living out our dreams&lt;br /&gt;We’re all right where we should be&lt;br /&gt;Lift my arms out wide I open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And now all I wanna see&lt;br /&gt;Is a sky full of lighters&lt;br /&gt;A sky full of lighters &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YWt4wmZ_EMI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-2710668007872814581?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/2710668007872814581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=2710668007872814581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/2710668007872814581'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Intro]&lt;br /&gt;Oh whoa&lt;br /&gt;They say life's for livin'&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't feel so good today&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll drift away&lt;br /&gt;I just get this feelin'&lt;br /&gt;Because this system is a cage&lt;br /&gt;Like the prison gates&lt;br /&gt;And if you don't feel it&lt;br /&gt;Then how come Independence Day&lt;br /&gt;Is just a holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I get the feeling that this boat (I feel this boat)&lt;br /&gt;Is a type of sink, cause it can't float (it can not float)&lt;br /&gt;And I get the feeling that we're close (I feel we're close)&lt;br /&gt;To the end of the thing that we all know (that we all know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;Well excuse my expression&lt;br /&gt;But I don't give a fuck today&lt;br /&gt;So there's not much to say&lt;br /&gt;Hey&lt;br /&gt;Well I went to my bed&lt;br /&gt;But crazy thoughts kept running through my head&lt;br /&gt;I need some Sudafed&lt;br /&gt;Well if you were my mirror&lt;br /&gt;Then you would see a very sad look on my face&lt;br /&gt;The life of Bobby Ray&lt;br /&gt;Hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I get the feeling that this boat (I feel this boat)&lt;br /&gt;Is a type of sink, cause it can't float (it can not float)&lt;br /&gt;And I get the feeling that we're close (I feel we're close)&lt;br /&gt;To the end of the thing that we all know (that we all know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;Well if I gave you a few words to show my most genuine emotion&lt;br /&gt;They would not describe the way I feel inside&lt;br /&gt;Actually you would have to experience an explosion&lt;br /&gt;So I, just learn to control 'em&lt;br /&gt;Keep my spirit high to keep my gundilini flowin'&lt;br /&gt;Through the the 7-point chakra system&lt;br /&gt;From my toes to the top of my head&lt;br /&gt;And in between my shoulders&lt;br /&gt;If ya don't know than you probably can't focus&lt;br /&gt;On nothin' but it's easy, so your mind ain't yours&lt;br /&gt;You're getting lied to and you don't even know it! (Damn)&lt;br /&gt;The youths so blind but they eyes wide open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I get the feeling that this boat (I feel this boat)&lt;br /&gt;Is a type of sink, cause it can't float (it can not float)&lt;br /&gt;And I get the feeling that we're close (I feel we're close)&lt;br /&gt;To the end of the thing that we all know (that we all know)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-6545040388629016513?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/6545040388629016513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=6545040388629016513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/6545040388629016513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/6545040388629016513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2011/08/song-of-week-8111.html' title='Song of the Week 8/1/11'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-4825973195128393258</id><published>2011-07-27T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T07:38:41.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week  7/25/11</title><content type='html'>Amy Winehouse - "Rehab"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey tried to make me go to rehab but I said 'no, no, no'&lt;br /&gt;Yes I've been black but when I come back you'll know know know&lt;br /&gt;I ain't got the time and if my daddy thinks I'm fine&lt;br /&gt;He's tried to make me go to rehab but I won't go go go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be at home with ray&lt;br /&gt;I ain't got seventy days&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's nothing&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing you can teach me&lt;br /&gt;That I can't learn from Mr Hathaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get a lot in class&lt;br /&gt;But I know it don't come in a shot glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They tried to make me go to rehab but I said 'no, no, no'&lt;br /&gt;Yes I've been black but when I come back you'll know know know&lt;br /&gt;I ain't got the time and if my daddy thinks I'm fine&lt;br /&gt;He's tried to make me go to rehab but I won't go go go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man said 'why do you think you here'&lt;br /&gt;I said 'I got no idea&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna, I'm gonna lose my baby&lt;br /&gt;so I always keep a bottle near'&lt;br /&gt;He said 'I just think you're depressed,&lt;br /&gt;this me, yeah baby, and the rest'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They tried to make me go to rehab but I said 'no, no, no'&lt;br /&gt;Yes I've been black but when I come back you'll know know know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't ever wanna drink again&lt;br /&gt;I just ooh I just need a friend&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna spend ten weeks&lt;br /&gt;have everyone think I'm on the mend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not just my pride&lt;br /&gt;It's just 'til these tears have dried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They tried to make me go to rehab but I said 'no, no, no'&lt;br /&gt;Yes I've been black but when I come back you'll know know know&lt;br /&gt;I ain't got the time and if my daddy thinks I'm fine&lt;br /&gt;He's tried to make me go to rehab but I won't go go go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KUmZp8pR1uc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-4825973195128393258?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/4825973195128393258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=4825973195128393258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/4825973195128393258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/4825973195128393258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2011/07/song-of-week-72511.html' title='Song of the Week  7/25/11'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/KUmZp8pR1uc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-2315736729230626766</id><published>2011-07-12T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T16:44:46.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 7/11/11</title><content type='html'>Big Sean - "I Do It"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited my whole life to be the man of the hour&lt;br /&gt;Really can’t lie, I was the man when I started&lt;br /&gt;I will be the man when I die&lt;br /&gt;Man these hoes, take your money&lt;br /&gt;And I take their virginity&lt;br /&gt;I’m high, I split an O in half, now it’s a parenthesis&lt;br /&gt;Crazier than crazy, ape shit, retardedly stupid&lt;br /&gt;I put that weed in an uhh and pass it&lt;br /&gt;Yep that's ally oopin, okay&lt;br /&gt;Oh, that's your girl&lt;br /&gt;Well I don’t give a master two shits&lt;br /&gt;Okay I’m westside, westside till I’m riding underneath them tulips&lt;br /&gt;You bordo like Enrique, I’m toupee, I’m three-pee&lt;br /&gt;I’m looking like I’mma sweep stakes&lt;br /&gt;But I treat ya girl like a cheap skate&lt;br /&gt;Cause I need a crib, a big estate&lt;br /&gt;I need a boat and that need a lake&lt;br /&gt;I need some salmon, that need a plate&lt;br /&gt;That need a chef so I feed my safe&lt;br /&gt;My crew is who I’d be widdy-be-wid-it&lt;br /&gt;Rose I sippity-sip-it&lt;br /&gt;I’m Quagmire I fuck hoes&lt;br /&gt;My cashflow I giggity-giggity it&lt;br /&gt;Boy, I’m cock-a-mania&lt;br /&gt;The most zaniest, insaniant&lt;br /&gt;Pulling up in Merced-iance&lt;br /&gt;Rolling up like I’m Damian&lt;br /&gt;I love girls that Arabian, Albanian, caucasian&lt;br /&gt;I ride around gettin cranium cause my dick is hard as titanium&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy you had your chance, and blew it (you blew it)&lt;br /&gt;Stand aside and watch a real nigga do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hook]&lt;br /&gt;I feel like the World mine&lt;br /&gt;Just bow down, the World mine&lt;br /&gt;I’mma let you live, the World mine&lt;br /&gt;This World mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one and only in this muthafucker&lt;br /&gt;Niggas staring like we the only ones in this muthafucker&lt;br /&gt;How could you not know we in this muthafucker&lt;br /&gt;I got my haters looking lonely in this muthafucker&lt;br /&gt;Woah, I’m sipping on whatever I get handed&lt;br /&gt;Throwing house parties so crazy that my crib look like a campus&lt;br /&gt;Play your cards right and I could blow you up&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I ain't Gambit shit, I’m wasted, wasted&lt;br /&gt;This looks like a job for Captain Planet&lt;br /&gt;Nah, nah, good lordy, wowdy, I just took more shot than Kobe&lt;br /&gt;The realest niggas is reppin&lt;br /&gt;The baddest bitches promoting&lt;br /&gt;She put that thong on my groin groin&lt;br /&gt;And then it go boing!&lt;br /&gt;Got my fronter on her bumper does it look like she towing&lt;br /&gt;I hustle hard like I’m finna lose the crib&lt;br /&gt;And party hard like I’m finna do it big&lt;br /&gt;All I ever do is big&lt;br /&gt;So all she wanna do is big&lt;br /&gt;Girl, what your name is, I really can’t remember&lt;br /&gt;And tone breaking tree down, somebody yell out timber&lt;br /&gt;I’m up up in them Kush clouds, lighting up like I’m Zeus&lt;br /&gt;Bitch stand back watch how a real nigga do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hook]&lt;br /&gt;I feel like the World mine&lt;br /&gt;Just bow down, the World mine&lt;br /&gt;I’mma let you live, the World mine&lt;br /&gt;This World mine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-2315736729230626766?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/2315736729230626766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=2315736729230626766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/2315736729230626766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/2315736729230626766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2011/07/song-of-week-71111.html' title='Song of the Week 7/11/11'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-7114836121382867195</id><published>2011-07-12T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T16:39:30.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 6/27/11</title><content type='html'>PittBull - "Give me Everything"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Pitbull - Intro]&lt;br /&gt;Me not working hard?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, right! Picture that with a Kodak&lt;br /&gt;Or, better yet, go to Times Square&lt;br /&gt;Take a picture of me with a kodak&lt;br /&gt;Took my life from negative to positive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want y'all know that&lt;br /&gt;And tonight, let's enjoy life&lt;br /&gt;Pitbull, Nayer, Ne-Yo&lt;br /&gt;That's right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;[Ne-Yo]&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I want all of you tonight&lt;br /&gt;Give me everything tonight&lt;br /&gt;For all we know we might not get tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Let's do it tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nayer]&lt;br /&gt;Don't care what they say&lt;br /&gt;All the games they play&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is enough&lt;br /&gt;'Til they handle love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Ne-Yo]&lt;br /&gt;Let's do it tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nayer]&lt;br /&gt;I want you tonight,&lt;br /&gt;I want you to stay&lt;br /&gt;I want you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Ne-Yo]&lt;br /&gt;Grab somebody sexy, tell 'em hey&lt;br /&gt;Give me everything tonight&lt;br /&gt;Give me everything tonight&lt;br /&gt;Give me everything tonight&lt;br /&gt;Give me everything tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1: Pitbull]&lt;br /&gt;Take advantage of tonight&lt;br /&gt;Cause tomorrow I'm off to Dubai to preform for a princess&lt;br /&gt;But tonight, I can make you my queen&lt;br /&gt;And make love to you endless&lt;br /&gt;This is insane: the way the name growin'&lt;br /&gt;Money keep flowin'&lt;br /&gt;Hustlers move aside&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm tiptoein', to keep flowin'&lt;br /&gt;I got it locked up like Lindsay Lohan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put it on my life, baby,&lt;br /&gt;I make you feel right, baby&lt;br /&gt;Can't promise tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;But, I promise tonight&lt;br /&gt;Dale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Pre-Chorus: Pitbull]&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me&lt;br /&gt;And I might drink a little more than I should tonight&lt;br /&gt;And I might take you home with me, if I could tonight&lt;br /&gt;And, baby, Ima make you feel so good, tonight&lt;br /&gt;Cause we might not get tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;[Ne-Yo]&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I want all of you tonight&lt;br /&gt;Give me everything tonight&lt;br /&gt;For all we know we might not get tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Let's do it tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nayer]&lt;br /&gt;Don't care what they say&lt;br /&gt;Or what games they play&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is enough&lt;br /&gt;'Til they handle love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Ne-Yo]&lt;br /&gt;Let's do it tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nayer]&lt;br /&gt;I want you tonight, I want you to stay&lt;br /&gt;I want you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Ne-Yo]&lt;br /&gt;Grab somebody sexy, tell 'em hey&lt;br /&gt;Give me everything tonight&lt;br /&gt;Give me everything tonight&lt;br /&gt;Give me everything tonight&lt;br /&gt;Give me everything tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2: Pitbull]&lt;br /&gt;Reach for the stars&lt;br /&gt;And if you don't grab 'em,&lt;br /&gt;At least you'll fall on top of the world&lt;br /&gt;Think about it&lt;br /&gt;Cuz if you slip,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gon' fall on top yo girl (hahaa)&lt;br /&gt;What I'm involved with&lt;br /&gt;Is deeper than the masons&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, and it ain't no secret&lt;br /&gt;My family's from Cuba&lt;br /&gt;But I'm an American Idol&lt;br /&gt;Get money like Seacrest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put it on my life, baby&lt;br /&gt;I make you feel right, baby&lt;br /&gt;Can't promise tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;But, I promise tonight&lt;br /&gt;Dale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Pre-Chorus: Pitbull]&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me&lt;br /&gt;But I might drink a little bit more than I should tonight&lt;br /&gt;And I might take you home with me if I could tonight&lt;br /&gt;And baby imma make you feel so good tonight&lt;br /&gt;Cause we might not get tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;[Ne-Yo]&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I want all of you tonight&lt;br /&gt;Give me everything tonight&lt;br /&gt;For all we know, we might not get tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Let's do it tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nayer]&lt;br /&gt;Don't care what they say&lt;br /&gt;All the games they play&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is enough&lt;br /&gt;'Til they handle love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Ne-Yo]&lt;br /&gt;Let's do it tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nayer]&lt;br /&gt;I want you tonight, I want you to stay&lt;br /&gt;I want you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Ne-Yo]&lt;br /&gt;Grab somebody sexy, tell 'em hey&lt;br /&gt;Give me everything tonight&lt;br /&gt;Give me everything tonight&lt;br /&gt;Give me everything tonight&lt;br /&gt;Give me everything tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Outro: Pitbull]&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me&lt;br /&gt;But I might drink a little bit more than I should tonight&lt;br /&gt;And I might take you home with me if I could tonight&lt;br /&gt;And imma make you feel so good tonight&lt;br /&gt;Cause we might not get tomorrow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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6/27/11'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-2424636921245003904</id><published>2011-07-05T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T20:16:40.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 7/4/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Christian TV - "Im In Love"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just touch me..&lt;br /&gt;YEAH YEAH YEAH&lt;br /&gt;Oh it feel so right,&lt;br /&gt;dont rush me rush me&lt;br /&gt;rush me baby.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tryna stay all night&lt;br /&gt;with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;way you make me feel&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what is real.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;way you make me feel&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what is real.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you stop&lt;br /&gt;and look at me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love.&lt;br /&gt;You and I&lt;br /&gt;were meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;love-love-love&lt;br /&gt;love-love-love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;love-love-love&lt;br /&gt;love-love-love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;love-love-love&lt;br /&gt;love-love-love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah save me&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Youre driving me crazy&lt;br /&gt;crazy crazy baby.&lt;br /&gt;You got me trippin over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;way you make me feel&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what is real.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;way you make me feel&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what is real.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you stop&lt;br /&gt;and look at me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love.&lt;br /&gt;You and I&lt;br /&gt;were meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;love-love-love&lt;br /&gt;love-love-love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;love-love-love&lt;br /&gt;love-love-love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;love-love-love&lt;br /&gt;love-love-love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never knew that&lt;br /&gt;I could feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;Feel this way,&lt;br /&gt;feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;Till you brought me here&lt;br /&gt;and I never wanna leave&lt;br /&gt;this place.&lt;br /&gt;You know&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love.&lt;br /&gt;You and I....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you stop&lt;br /&gt;and look at me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love.&lt;br /&gt;You and I&lt;br /&gt;were meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in-I'm in love....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-2424636921245003904?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/2424636921245003904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=2424636921245003904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/2424636921245003904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/2424636921245003904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2011/07/song-of-week-7411.html' title='Song of the Week 7/4/11'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-1859898636694679862</id><published>2011-05-16T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T20:41:29.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 5/16/11</title><content type='html'>Lupe Fiasco - "Words I Never Said"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Skylar Grey]&lt;br /&gt;It’s so loud Inside my head&lt;br /&gt;With words that I should have said!&lt;br /&gt;As I drown in my regrets&lt;br /&gt;I can’t take back the words I never said&lt;br /&gt;I can’t take back the words I never said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Lupe Fiasco]&lt;br /&gt;I really think the war on terror is a bunch of bullshit&lt;br /&gt;Just a poor excuse for you to use up all your bullets&lt;br /&gt;How much money does it take to really make a full clip&lt;br /&gt;9/11 building 7 did they really pull it&lt;br /&gt;Uhh, And a bunch of other cover ups&lt;br /&gt;Your childs future was the first to go with budget cuts&lt;br /&gt;If you think that hurts then, wait here comes the uppercut&lt;br /&gt;The school was garbage in the first place, that's on the up and up&lt;br /&gt;Keep you at the bottom but tease you with the uppercrust&lt;br /&gt;You get it then they move you so you never keeping up enough&lt;br /&gt;If you turn on TV all you see’s a bunch of “what the fucks”&lt;br /&gt;Dude is dating so and so blabbering bout such and such&lt;br /&gt;And that ain't Jersey Shore, homie that's the news&lt;br /&gt;And these the same people that supposed to be telling us the truth&lt;br /&gt;Limbaugh is a racist, Glenn Beck is a racist&lt;br /&gt;Gaza strip was getting bombed, Obama didn’t say shit&lt;br /&gt;That's why I ain't vote for him, next one either&lt;br /&gt;I’ma part of the problem, my problem is I’m peaceful&lt;br /&gt;And I believe in the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Skylar Grey]&lt;br /&gt;It’s so loud inside my head&lt;br /&gt;With words that I should have said!&lt;br /&gt;As I drown in my regrets&lt;br /&gt;I can’t take back the words I never said&lt;br /&gt;I can’t take back the words I never said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Lupe Fiasco - Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;Now you can say it ain't our fault if we never heard it&lt;br /&gt;But if we know better than we probably deserve it&lt;br /&gt;Jihad is not a holy war, wheres that in the worship?&lt;br /&gt;Murdering is not Islam!&lt;br /&gt;And you are not observant&lt;br /&gt;And you are not a muslim&lt;br /&gt;Israel don’t take my side cause look how far you’ve pushed them&lt;br /&gt;Walk with me into the ghetto, this where all the Kush went&lt;br /&gt;Complain about the liquor store but what you drinking liquor for?&lt;br /&gt;Complain about the gloom but when’d you pick a broom up?&lt;br /&gt;Just listening to Pac ain't gone make it stop&lt;br /&gt;A rebel in your thoughts, ain't gon make it halt&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t become an actor you’ll never be a factor&lt;br /&gt;Pills with million side effects&lt;br /&gt;Take em when the pains felt&lt;br /&gt;Wash them down with Diet soda!&lt;br /&gt;Killin off your brain cells&lt;br /&gt;Crooked banks around the World&lt;br /&gt;Would gladly give a loan today&lt;br /&gt;So if you ever miss payment&lt;br /&gt;They can take your home away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Skylar Grey]&lt;br /&gt;It’s so loud inside my head&lt;br /&gt;With words that I should have said!&lt;br /&gt;As I drown in my regrets&lt;br /&gt;I can’t take back the words I never said, never said&lt;br /&gt;I can’t take back the words I never said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Lupe Fiasco - Verse 3]&lt;br /&gt;I think that all the silence is worse than all the violence&lt;br /&gt;Fear is such a weak emotion that's why I despise it&lt;br /&gt;We scared of almost everything, afraid to even tell the truth&lt;br /&gt;So scared of what you think of me, I’m scared of even telling you&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I’m like the only person I feel safe to tell it to&lt;br /&gt;I’m locked inside a cell in me, I know that there’s a jail in you&lt;br /&gt;Consider this your bailing out, so take a breath, inhale a few&lt;br /&gt;My screams is finally getting free, my thoughts is finally yelling through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Skylar Grey]&lt;br /&gt;It’s so loud Inside my head&lt;br /&gt;With words that I should have said!&lt;br /&gt;As I drown in my regrets&lt;br /&gt;I can’t take back the words I never said&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-1859898636694679862?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-785228275032492421</id><published>2011-05-09T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T19:26:16.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 5/9/11</title><content type='html'>Natasha Bedingfield - "Pocket Full of Sunshine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a pocket,&lt;br /&gt;got a pocket full of sunshine&lt;br /&gt;I've got a love and I know that it's all mine&lt;br /&gt;oh.oh,oh&lt;br /&gt;Do what you want,&lt;br /&gt;but you're never gonna break me,&lt;br /&gt;sticks and stones are never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;oh,oh,oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Take me away (take me away)&lt;br /&gt;A secret place (a secret place)&lt;br /&gt;A sweet escape (a sweet escape)&lt;br /&gt;Take me away (take me away)&lt;br /&gt;Take me away (take me away&lt;br /&gt;To better days (to better days)&lt;br /&gt;Take me away (take me away)&lt;br /&gt;A hiding place (a hiding place)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Interlude]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got pocket,&lt;br /&gt;Got a pocket full of sunshine&lt;br /&gt;I've got a love and I know that it's all mine&lt;br /&gt;oh,oh,oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish that you could,&lt;br /&gt;but you ain't gonna own me&lt;br /&gt;do anything you can to control me&lt;br /&gt;oh,oh,oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hook]&lt;br /&gt;There's a place that I go&lt;br /&gt;That nobody knows&lt;br /&gt;Where the rivers flow&lt;br /&gt;And I call it home&lt;br /&gt;And there's no more lies&lt;br /&gt;And the darkness is light&lt;br /&gt;And nobody cries&lt;br /&gt;there's only butterflies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus 2x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus &amp; Interlude]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is on my side&lt;br /&gt;Take me for a ride&lt;br /&gt;I smile up to the sky&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is on my side&lt;br /&gt;Take me for a ride&lt;br /&gt;I smile up to the sky&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll be alright&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-785228275032492421?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/785228275032492421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=785228275032492421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/785228275032492421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/785228275032492421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;Don't underestimate the things that I will do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a fire starting in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Reaching a fever pitch&lt;br /&gt;And it's bringing me out the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scars of your love remind me of us&lt;br /&gt;They keep me thinking that we almost had it all&lt;br /&gt;The scars of your love, they leave me breathless&lt;br /&gt;I can't help feeling&lt;br /&gt;We could have had it all&lt;br /&gt;Rolling in the deep&lt;br /&gt;(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)&lt;br /&gt;You had my heart inside of your hand&lt;br /&gt;(You're gonna wish you never had met me)&lt;br /&gt;And you played it to the beat&lt;br /&gt;(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I have no story to be told&lt;br /&gt;But I've heard one of you&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna make your head burn&lt;br /&gt;Think of me in the depths of your despair&lt;br /&gt;Making a home down there&lt;br /&gt;As mine sure won't be shared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scars of your love remind me of us&lt;br /&gt;They keep me thinking that we almost had it all&lt;br /&gt;The scars of your love, they leave me breathless&lt;br /&gt;I can't help feeling&lt;br /&gt;We could have had it all&lt;br /&gt;Rolling in the deep&lt;br /&gt;(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)&lt;br /&gt;You had my heart inside of your hand&lt;br /&gt;(You're gonna wish you never had met me)&lt;br /&gt;And you played it to the beat&lt;br /&gt;(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)&lt;br /&gt;We could have had it all&lt;br /&gt;Rolling in the deep&lt;br /&gt;You had my heart inside of your hand&lt;br /&gt;But you played it with a beating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw your soul through every open door&lt;br /&gt;Count your blessings to find what you look for&lt;br /&gt;Turn my sorrow into treasured gold&lt;br /&gt;You pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You're gonna wish you never had met me)&lt;br /&gt;We could have had it all&lt;br /&gt;(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)&lt;br /&gt;We could have had it all&lt;br /&gt;(You're gonna wish you never had met me)&lt;br /&gt;It all, it all, it all&lt;br /&gt;(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could have had it all&lt;br /&gt;(You're gonna wish you never had met me)&lt;br /&gt;Rolling in the deep&lt;br /&gt;(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)&lt;br /&gt;You had my heart inside of your hand&lt;br /&gt;(You're gonna wish you never had met me)&lt;br /&gt;And you played it to the beat&lt;br /&gt;(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could have had it all&lt;br /&gt;(You're gonna wish you never had met me)&lt;br /&gt;Rolling in the deep&lt;br /&gt;(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)&lt;br /&gt;You had my heart inside of your hand&lt;br /&gt;(You're gonna wish you never had met me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you played it&lt;br /&gt;You played it&lt;br /&gt;You played it&lt;br /&gt;You played it to the beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rYEDA3JcQqw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-6388214076702475975?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/6388214076702475975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=6388214076702475975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/6388214076702475975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/6388214076702475975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2011/04/song-of-week-42511.html' title='Song of the Week 4/25/11'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rYEDA3JcQqw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-7689932463749675997</id><published>2011-04-22T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T17:08:25.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 4/18/11</title><content type='html'>Miguel - "Sure Thing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love You Like a Brother&lt;br /&gt;Treat you like a friend&lt;br /&gt;Respect you like a lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could bet that&lt;br /&gt;Never gotta sweat that [x4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you be the cash&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the rubberband&lt;br /&gt;You be the match&lt;br /&gt;Imma be your fuse&lt;br /&gt;Boom!&lt;br /&gt;Painter baby you&lt;br /&gt;Could be the muse&lt;br /&gt;I'm the reporter baby&lt;br /&gt;You could be the news&lt;br /&gt;Cause your the cigarette&lt;br /&gt;And I'm the smoker&lt;br /&gt;We raise a bet...&lt;br /&gt;Cause your a joker&lt;br /&gt;Truth tho...&lt;br /&gt;You are the chalk&lt;br /&gt;And I could be the blackboard&lt;br /&gt;And you can be the talk&lt;br /&gt;And I could be the walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when the sky comes falling&lt;br /&gt;Even when the sun don't shine&lt;br /&gt;I got faith in you and I&lt;br /&gt;So put your pretty little hand in mine&lt;br /&gt;Even when we're down to the wire babe&lt;br /&gt;Even when it's do or die&lt;br /&gt;We can do it baby simple and plain&lt;br /&gt;cuz this love is a sure thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could bet that&lt;br /&gt;Never got to sweat that [x4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be the lover&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the fighter babe&lt;br /&gt;If I'm the blunt&lt;br /&gt;You could be the lighter babe&lt;br /&gt;Fire it up!&lt;br /&gt;Writer babe&lt;br /&gt;You could be the quote&lt;br /&gt;If I'm the lyric baby&lt;br /&gt;You could be the note&lt;br /&gt;Record that!&lt;br /&gt;Saint, I'm a sinner&lt;br /&gt;Prize, I'm a winner&lt;br /&gt;And it's you&lt;br /&gt;What can I do to deserve that&lt;br /&gt;Paper baby&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the pen&lt;br /&gt;Say that I'm the one&lt;br /&gt;Cause you are ten&lt;br /&gt;real and not pretend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when the sky comes fallin&lt;br /&gt;Even when the sun don't shine&lt;br /&gt;I got faith in you and I&lt;br /&gt;So put your pretty lil hand in mine&lt;br /&gt;Even when were down to the wire babe&lt;br /&gt;Even when it's do or die&lt;br /&gt;We can do it babe simple and plain&lt;br /&gt;Cause this love is a sure thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock wit me baby&lt;br /&gt;Let me hold you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;Talk with me baby&lt;br /&gt;[x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This love&lt;br /&gt;Between you and I&lt;br /&gt;As simple as pie baby&lt;br /&gt;Such a sure thing&lt;br /&gt;Oh is it a sure thing [x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when the sky comes fallin&lt;br /&gt;Even when the sun don't shine&lt;br /&gt;I got faith in you and I&lt;br /&gt;So put your pretty little hand in mine&lt;br /&gt;Even when we're down to the wire babe&lt;br /&gt;Even when it's do or die&lt;br /&gt;We can do it baby simple and plain&lt;br /&gt;This love is a sure thing&lt;br /&gt;Love you like a brother&lt;br /&gt;Treat you like a friend&lt;br /&gt;Respect you like a lover&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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4/18/11'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-8773413977993402639</id><published>2011-04-11T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T17:26:56.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 4/11/11</title><content type='html'>Britney Spears - "Til The World Ends"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kicks in, got your tongue tied in knots, I see&lt;br /&gt;Spit it out cuz I'm dying for company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I notice that you got it&lt;br /&gt;You notice that I want it&lt;br /&gt;You know that I can take it&lt;br /&gt;to the next level, baby&lt;br /&gt;If you want this good shit&lt;br /&gt;Sicker than the remix&lt;br /&gt;Baby, let me blow your mind&lt;br /&gt;tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;I can’t take it, take it, take no more&lt;br /&gt;Never felt like, felt like this before&lt;br /&gt;Come on get me, get me on the floor&lt;br /&gt;DJ what you, what you waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah oh oh oh oh oh ohhh. [8x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch me move, when I lose, when I lose it hard&lt;br /&gt;Get you off with the touch dancing in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You notice what I'm wearing,&lt;br /&gt;I noticing you staring&lt;br /&gt;You know that I can take it,&lt;br /&gt;to the next level, baby&lt;br /&gt;Harder than the A-list,&lt;br /&gt;next one on my hit list&lt;br /&gt;Baby, let me blow your mind&lt;br /&gt;tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah oh oh oh oh oh ohhh. [8x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the sunlight, we ain't stopping&lt;br /&gt;Keep on dancing till the world ends&lt;br /&gt;If you feel it let it happen&lt;br /&gt;Keep on dancing till the world ends&lt;br /&gt;Keep on dancing till the world ends&lt;br /&gt;Keep on dancing till the world ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah oh oh oh oh oh ohhh. [8x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the sunlight, we ain't stopping&lt;br /&gt;Keep on dancing till the world ends&lt;br /&gt;If you feel it let it happen&lt;br /&gt;Keep on dancing till the world ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qzU9OrZlKb8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-8773413977993402639?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/8773413977993402639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=8773413977993402639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-3461876567984481165</id><published>2011-04-11T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T19:22:57.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 4/4/11</title><content type='html'>Shaggy - "It wasn't Me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yo', man) Yo'&lt;br /&gt;(Open up, man) What do you want, man?&lt;br /&gt;(My girl just caught me) You let her catch you?&lt;br /&gt;(I don't know how I let this happen) With who?&lt;br /&gt;(The girl next door, you know) Man&lt;br /&gt;(I don't know what to do) Say it wasn't you&lt;br /&gt;(Alright)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey came in and she caught me red-handed&lt;br /&gt;Creeping with the girl next door&lt;br /&gt;Picture this, we were both butt naked, banging on the bathroom floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I forget that I had&lt;br /&gt;Given her an extra key&lt;br /&gt;All this time she was standing there&lt;br /&gt;She never took her eyes off me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you can grant the woman access to your villa&lt;br /&gt;Trespasser and a witness while you cling to your pillow&lt;br /&gt;You better watch your back before she turn into a killer&lt;br /&gt;Best for you and the situation not to call the beaner&lt;br /&gt;To be a true player you have to know how to play&lt;br /&gt;If she say a night, convince her say a day&lt;br /&gt;Never admit to a word when she say makes a claim&lt;br /&gt;And you tell her baby no way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she caught me on the counter (It wasn't me)&lt;br /&gt;Saw me bangin' on the sofa (It wasn't me)&lt;br /&gt;I even had her in the shower (It wasn't me)&lt;br /&gt;She even caught me on camera (It wasn't me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She saw the marks on my shoulder (It wasn't me)&lt;br /&gt;Heard the words that I told her (It wasn't me)&lt;br /&gt;Heard the scream geting louder (It wasn't me)&lt;br /&gt;She stayed until it was over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey came in and she caught me red-handed&lt;br /&gt;Creeping with the girl next door&lt;br /&gt;Picture this, we were both butt naked, banging on the bathroom floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had tried to keep her&lt;br /&gt;From what she was about to see&lt;br /&gt;Why should she believe me&lt;br /&gt;When I told her it wasn't me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure she knows it's not you and lead her on the right prefix&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you should see her make the giggolo flex&lt;br /&gt;As funny as it be by you, it not that complex&lt;br /&gt;Seeing is believing so you better change your specs&lt;br /&gt;You know she not gonna be worrying bout things from the past&lt;br /&gt;Hardly recollecting and then she'll go to noontime mass&lt;br /&gt;Wait for your answer: go over there&lt;br /&gt;But if she pack a gun you know you better run fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she caught me on the counter (It wasn't me)&lt;br /&gt;Saw me bangin' on the sofa (It wasn't me)&lt;br /&gt;I even had her in the shower (It wasn't me)&lt;br /&gt;She even caught me on camera (It wasn't me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She saw the marks on my shoulder (It wasn't me)&lt;br /&gt;Heard the words that I told her (It wasn't me)&lt;br /&gt;Heard the scream get louder (It wasn't me)&lt;br /&gt;She stayed until it was over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey came in and she caught me red-handed&lt;br /&gt;Creeping with the girl next door&lt;br /&gt;Picture this, we were both butt naked, banging on the bathroom floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I forget that I had&lt;br /&gt;Given her an extra key&lt;br /&gt;All this time she was standing there&lt;br /&gt;She never took her eyes off me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna tell her that I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;For the pain that I've caused&lt;br /&gt;I've been listening to your reasoning&lt;br /&gt;It makes no sense at all&lt;br /&gt;We should tell her that I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;For the pain that I've caused&lt;br /&gt;You may think that you're a player&lt;br /&gt;But you're completely lost&lt;br /&gt;That's why I sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey came in and she caught me red-handed&lt;br /&gt;Creeping with the girl next door&lt;br /&gt;Picture this, we were both butt naked, banging on the bathroom floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I forget that I had&lt;br /&gt;Given her an extra key&lt;br /&gt;All this time she was standing there&lt;br /&gt;She never took her eyes off me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-3461876567984481165?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/3461876567984481165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=3461876567984481165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;Oh written in the stars&lt;br /&gt;A million miles away&lt;br /&gt;A message to the main&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;Seasons come and go&lt;br /&gt;But I will never change&lt;br /&gt;And I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Tinie Tempah - verse 1:]&lt;br /&gt;Lets go...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;You're listening now&lt;br /&gt;They say they ain't heard nothing like this in a while&lt;br /&gt;That's why they play my song on so many different dials&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I got more fucking hits than a disciplined child&lt;br /&gt;When they see me everybody brrrrrap's, brrrrrraps&lt;br /&gt;Man I'm like a young gun fully black barrack&lt;br /&gt;I cried tear drops over the massive attack&lt;br /&gt;I only make hits like I work with a racket and bat&lt;br /&gt;Look at my jacket and hat&lt;br /&gt;So damn berserk&lt;br /&gt;So down to earth&lt;br /&gt;I'm bringing gravity back&lt;br /&gt;Adopted by the major I want my family back&lt;br /&gt;People work hard just to get all their salary taxed&lt;br /&gt;Look I'm just a writer from the ghetto like Malorie Blackman&lt;br /&gt;Where the hell's all the sanity at, damn&lt;br /&gt;I used to be the kid that no one cared about&lt;br /&gt;That's why you have to keep screaming til they hear you out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Oh written in the stars&lt;br /&gt;A million miles away&lt;br /&gt;A message to the main&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;Seasons come and go&lt;br /&gt;But I will never change&lt;br /&gt;And I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Tinie Tempah - verse 2:]&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I needed a change&lt;br /&gt;When we ate we never took because we needed a change&lt;br /&gt;I needed a break&lt;br /&gt;For a sec I even gave up believing and praying&lt;br /&gt;I even done illegal stuff and was leaded astray&lt;br /&gt;They say money is the root to the evilest ways&lt;br /&gt;But have you ever been so hungry it keeps you awake&lt;br /&gt;Mate, now my hunger would leave them amazed&lt;br /&gt;Great, it feels like a long time coming, fam&lt;br /&gt;Since the day I thought of that cunning plan&lt;br /&gt;One day I had a dream I tried to chase it&lt;br /&gt;But I wasn't going nowhere, running man!&lt;br /&gt;I knew that maybe someday I would understand&lt;br /&gt;Trying change a tenner to a hundred grand&lt;br /&gt;Everyones a kid that no-one cares about&lt;br /&gt;You just gotta keep screaming until they hear you out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Oh written in the stars&lt;br /&gt;A million miles away&lt;br /&gt;A message to the main&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;Seasons come and go&lt;br /&gt;But I will never change&lt;br /&gt;And I'm on my way [x2]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-1220913267117624684?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-7859263444703199864</id><published>2011-04-11T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T19:17:42.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 3/21/11</title><content type='html'>Eminem - "I Need A Doctor"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus - Skylar Grey]&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to lose my mind&lt;br /&gt;you've been gone for so long&lt;br /&gt;I'm running out of time&lt;br /&gt;I need a doctor&lt;br /&gt;call me a doctor&lt;br /&gt;I need a doctor, doctor&lt;br /&gt;to bring me back to life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Eminem]&lt;br /&gt;I told the World one day I would pay it back&lt;br /&gt;say it on tape, and lay it, record it&lt;br /&gt;so that one day I could play it back&lt;br /&gt;but I don't even know if I believe it when I'm saying that&lt;br /&gt;ya'll starting to creep in, everyday it's so grey and black&lt;br /&gt;hope, I just need a ray of that&lt;br /&gt;cause no one see's my vision when I play it for 'em&lt;br /&gt;they just say its wack&lt;br /&gt;they don't know what dope is&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know if I was awake or asleep&lt;br /&gt;when I wrote this,&lt;br /&gt;all I know is you came to me when I was at my lowest&lt;br /&gt;you picked me up, breathing life in me&lt;br /&gt;I owe my life to you&lt;br /&gt;but for the life of me, I don't see why you don't see like I do&lt;br /&gt;but it just dawned on me you lost a son&lt;br /&gt;daemons fighting you, it's dark.&lt;br /&gt;let me turn on the lights and brighten me and enlighten you&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you realize what you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;not the slightest clue&lt;br /&gt;cause me and you were like a crew&lt;br /&gt;I was like your sidekick&lt;br /&gt;you gon either wanna fight me when I get off this fucking mic&lt;br /&gt;or you gon hug me&lt;br /&gt;but I'm not an option, there's nothing else I can do cause...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus - Skylar Grey]&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to lose my mind&lt;br /&gt;you've been gone for so long&lt;br /&gt;I'm running out of time&lt;br /&gt;I need a doctor&lt;br /&gt;call me a doctor&lt;br /&gt;I need a doctor, doctor&lt;br /&gt;to bring me back to life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Eminem]&lt;br /&gt;It hurts when I see you struggle&lt;br /&gt;you come to me with ideas&lt;br /&gt;you say there just pieces so I'm puzzled&lt;br /&gt;cause the shit I hear is crazy&lt;br /&gt;but your either getting lazy or you don't believe in you no more&lt;br /&gt;seems like your own opinion's not one you can form&lt;br /&gt;cant make a decision you keep questioning yourself&lt;br /&gt;second guessing and its almost like your begging for my help&lt;br /&gt;like I'm your leader&lt;br /&gt;your supposed to fucking be my mentor&lt;br /&gt;I can endure no more,&lt;br /&gt;I demand you remember who you are&lt;br /&gt;it was YOU, who believed in me&lt;br /&gt;when everyone was telling you don't sign me&lt;br /&gt;everyone at the fucking label, lets tell the truth&lt;br /&gt;you risked your career for me&lt;br /&gt;I know it as well as you&lt;br /&gt;nobody wanted to fuck with the white boy&lt;br /&gt;Dre, I'm crying in this booth&lt;br /&gt;you saved my life, now maybe its my turn to save yours&lt;br /&gt;but I can never repay you, what you did for me is way more&lt;br /&gt;but I ain't giving up faith and you ain't giving up on me&lt;br /&gt;get up Dre, I'm dying, I need you, come back for fuck's sake cause...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus - Skylar Grey]&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to lose my mind&lt;br /&gt;you've been gone for so long&lt;br /&gt;I'm running out of time&lt;br /&gt;I need a doctor&lt;br /&gt;call me a doctor&lt;br /&gt;I need a doctor, doctor&lt;br /&gt;to bring me back to life&lt;br /&gt;bring me back to life&lt;br /&gt;bring me back to life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I need a doctor, doctor&lt;br /&gt;to bring me back to life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Dr Dre]&lt;br /&gt;It literally feels like a lifetime ago&lt;br /&gt;but I still remember the shit like it was just yesterday though&lt;br /&gt;you walked in, yellow jump suit&lt;br /&gt;whole room, cracked jokes&lt;br /&gt;once you got inside the booth, told you, like smoke&lt;br /&gt;went through friends, some of them I put on&lt;br /&gt;but they just left, they said they was riding to the death&lt;br /&gt;but where the fuck are they now&lt;br /&gt;now that I need them, I don't see none of them&lt;br /&gt;all I see is Slim&lt;br /&gt;fuck all you fair-weather friends&lt;br /&gt;all I need is him&lt;br /&gt;fucking backstabbers&lt;br /&gt;when the chips were down you just laughed at us&lt;br /&gt;now you bout to feel the fucking wrath of aftermath, faggots&lt;br /&gt;you gon see us in our lab jackets and ask us where the fuck we been?&lt;br /&gt;you can kiss my indecisive ass crack maggots and the crackers ass&lt;br /&gt;little crack a jack beat making wack math,&lt;br /&gt;backwards producers, I'm back bastards&lt;br /&gt;one more CD and then I'm packing up my bags and as I'm leaving&lt;br /&gt;I'll guarantee they scream Dre don't leave us like that man cause...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus - Skylar Grey]&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to lose my mind&lt;br /&gt;you've been gone for so long&lt;br /&gt;I'm running out of time&lt;br /&gt;I need a doctor&lt;br /&gt;call me a doctor&lt;br /&gt;I need a doctor, doctor&lt;br /&gt;to bring me back to life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-7859263444703199864?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/7859263444703199864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=7859263444703199864' title='0 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West - "Power"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh hey Oh hey Oh hey&lt;br /&gt;Hey Hey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm living in that 21st century doin' something mean to it&lt;br /&gt;Do it better then anybody you ever seen do it&lt;br /&gt;Screams from the haters, got a nice ring to it&lt;br /&gt;I guess every superhero need his theme music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;No one man should have all that power&lt;br /&gt;The clocks tickin' I just count the hours&lt;br /&gt;Stop trippin' I'm tripping off the power&lt;br /&gt;(21st century Schizoid Man)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The system broken, the schools closed, the prison's open&lt;br /&gt;We ain't got nothing to lose motherfucker we rollin',&lt;br /&gt;Ha? motherfucker we rollin'&lt;br /&gt;With some light skinned girls and some Kelly Rowland's&lt;br /&gt;In this white man world we the one's chosen&lt;br /&gt;So goodnight cruel world I see you in the mornin',&lt;br /&gt;Ha? I see you in the mornin'&lt;br /&gt;This is way too much, I need a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;No one man should have all that power&lt;br /&gt;The clocks tickin' I just count the hours&lt;br /&gt;Stop trippin' I'm tripping off the power&lt;br /&gt;Till then, fuck that the world's ours&lt;br /&gt;(21st Century Schizoid Man)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck SNL and the whole cast&lt;br /&gt;Tell them Yeezy said they can kiss my whole ass&lt;br /&gt;More specifically they can kiss my ass hole&lt;br /&gt;I'm an asshole? You niggas got jokes!&lt;br /&gt;You short minded niggas, thoughts is napolean&lt;br /&gt;My furs is Mongolian, my ice brought the goalies in&lt;br /&gt;I embody every characteristic of the egotistic&lt;br /&gt;he knows, he so fuckin' gifted&lt;br /&gt;I just needed time alone, with my own thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Got treasures in my mind but couldn't open up my own vault&lt;br /&gt;My child-like creativity, purity and honesty is honestly being crowded by these grown thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Reality is catching up with me, taking my inner child I'm fighting for custody&lt;br /&gt;With these responsibilities that they entrust in me&lt;br /&gt;As I look down at my diamond crush to piece thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;No one man should have all that power&lt;br /&gt;The clocks tickin' I just count the hours&lt;br /&gt;Stop trippin' I'm tripping off the powder&lt;br /&gt;Till then, fuck that the world's ours&lt;br /&gt;(21st Century Schizoid Man)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin Powers, Austin Powers&lt;br /&gt;Lost in translation with a whole fuckin' nation&lt;br /&gt;They say I was the abomination of Obama's nation&lt;br /&gt;Well that's a pretty dour way to start a conversation&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day goddamn it I'm killin' this shit&lt;br /&gt;I know damn well ya'll feelin' this shit&lt;br /&gt;I don't need your pussy, bitch I'm on my own dick&lt;br /&gt;I ain't got a power trip who you going home with?&lt;br /&gt;How 'Ye doin'? I'm Surviving&lt;br /&gt;I was drinkin' earlier now I'm driving&lt;br /&gt;Where the bad bitches huh? where ya hidin'?&lt;br /&gt;I got the power make your life so excited..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh hey Oh hey Oh hey&lt;br /&gt;Hey Hey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this'll be a beautiful death&lt;br /&gt;[Dwele]&lt;br /&gt;I'm jumping out the window&lt;br /&gt;Letting everything go&lt;br /&gt;Letting everything go&lt;br /&gt;[x3]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got the power to let power go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ad-lib]&lt;br /&gt;(21st Century Schizoid Man)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/L53gjP-TtGE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-5370732945763949611?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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same time, synchronized swimmers&lt;br /&gt;got the girl twisted 'cause she open when you twist her&lt;br /&gt;never met the bitch, but I fuck her like I missed her&lt;br /&gt;life is the bitch, and death is her sister&lt;br /&gt;sleep is the cousin, what a fuckin' family picture&lt;br /&gt;you know father time, we all know mother nature&lt;br /&gt;it's all in the family, but I am of no relation&lt;br /&gt;no matter who's buying, I'm a celebration&lt;br /&gt;black and white diamonds, fuck segregation&lt;br /&gt;fuck that shit, my money up, you niggas just Honey Nut&lt;br /&gt;Young Money running shit and you niggas just runner-ups&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel I done enough, so I'ma keep on doing this shit&lt;br /&gt;Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hook]&lt;br /&gt;Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch&lt;br /&gt;Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Lil Wayne - Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back in&lt;br /&gt;okay, I lost my mind, it's somewhere out there stranded&lt;br /&gt;I think you stand under me if you don't understand me&lt;br /&gt;had my heart broken by this woman named Tammy&lt;br /&gt;but hoes gon' be hoes, so I couldn't blame Tammy&lt;br /&gt;just talked to moms, told her she the sweetest&lt;br /&gt;I beat the beat up, call it self defense&lt;br /&gt;swear man, I be seeing through these niggas like sequins&lt;br /&gt;niggas think they He-Men, pow, pow, the end&lt;br /&gt;talking to myself because I am my own consultant&lt;br /&gt;married to the money, fuck the world, that's adultery&lt;br /&gt;you full of shit, you close your mouth and let yo ass talk&lt;br /&gt;young Money eating, all you haters do is add salt&lt;br /&gt;stop playing, bitch, I got this game on deadbolt&lt;br /&gt;mind so sharp, I fuck around and cut my head off&lt;br /&gt;real nigga all day and tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;but these muthafuckas talking crazy like they jaw broke&lt;br /&gt;glass half empty, half full, I'll spill ya&lt;br /&gt;try me and run into a wall, outfielder&lt;br /&gt;You know I'ma ball 'til they turn off the field lights&lt;br /&gt;the fruits of my labor, I enjoy 'em while they still ripe&lt;br /&gt;bitch, stop playing, I do it like a king do&lt;br /&gt;if these niggas animals, then I'ma have a mink soon&lt;br /&gt;tell 'em bitches I say put my name on the wall&lt;br /&gt;I speak the truth, but I guess that's a foreign language to y'all&lt;br /&gt;and I call it like I see it, and my glasses on&lt;br /&gt;but most of y'all don't get the picture 'less the flash is on&lt;br /&gt;satisfied with nothing, you don't know the half of it&lt;br /&gt;Young Money, Cash Money&lt;br /&gt;paper chasing, tell that paper, "Look, I'm right behind ya"&lt;br /&gt;bitch, real G's move in silence like lasagna&lt;br /&gt;people say I'm borderline crazy, sorta kinda&lt;br /&gt;woman of my dreams, I don't sleep so I can't find her&lt;br /&gt;you niggas are gelatin, peanuts to an elephant&lt;br /&gt;I got through that sentence like a subject and a predicate&lt;br /&gt;yeah, with a swag you would kill for&lt;br /&gt;money too strong, pockets on bodybuilder&lt;br /&gt;jumped in a wishing well, now wish me well&lt;br /&gt;tell 'em kiss my ass, call it kiss and tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Cory Gunz]&lt;br /&gt;Word to my mama, I'm out of my lima bean&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna see what that drama mean, get some Dramamine&lt;br /&gt;llama scream, hotter than summer sun on a Ghana queen&lt;br /&gt;now all I want is hits, bitch, Wayne signed a fiend&lt;br /&gt;I played the side for you niggas that's tryna front, and see&lt;br /&gt;son of Gunz, Son of Sam, you niggas the son of me&lt;br /&gt;pause for this dumber speech, I glow like Buddha&lt;br /&gt;disturb me, and you'll be all over the flow like Luda&lt;br /&gt;bitch, I flow like scuba, bitch, I'm bald like Cuba&lt;br /&gt;and I keep a killer ho, she gon' blow right through ya&lt;br /&gt;I be macking, 'bout my stacking, now I pack like a mover&lt;br /&gt;shout to ratchet for backing out on behalf of my shooter&lt;br /&gt;niggas think they high as I, I come laugh at your ruler&lt;br /&gt;Cash Money cold, bitch, but our actions is cooler&lt;br /&gt;Wayne, these niggas out they mind&lt;br /&gt;I done told these fuck niggas, so many times&lt;br /&gt;that I keep these bucks steady on my mind&lt;br /&gt;tuck these, I fuck these on your mind, pause&lt;br /&gt;to feed them, on my grind, did I get a little love?&lt;br /&gt;keep throwing my sign in the middle&lt;br /&gt;hit 'em up, piece on my side, 'cause ain't no peace on my side, bitch&lt;br /&gt;I'm a man, I visit urinals abroad&lt;br /&gt;Tune told me to, I'm shooting when the funeral outside&lt;br /&gt;I'm uptown, thoroughbred, a BX nigga, ya heard?&lt;br /&gt;Gunna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-7668624756029854196?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-6570450201246388082</id><published>2011-03-07T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T20:52:51.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 2/28/11</title><content type='html'>Kanye West - "Can't Tell Me Nothing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream I can buy my way to heaven&lt;br /&gt;When I awoke, I spent that on a necklace.&lt;br /&gt;I told God I'd be back in a second,&lt;br /&gt;Man it's so hard not to act reckless.&lt;br /&gt;To whom much is given much is tested.&lt;br /&gt;Get arrested, guess until, they get the message.&lt;br /&gt;I feel the pressure, under more scrutiny,&lt;br /&gt;and what I do? Act more stupidly.&lt;br /&gt;bought more jewelry, more Louis V, my momma couldn't get through to me.&lt;br /&gt;The drama, people suing me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm on T.V. talking like it's just you and me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just saying how I feel man,&lt;br /&gt;I ain't one of the Cosby's I ain't go to Hill man&lt;br /&gt;I guess the money should've changed him,&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should've forgot where I came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;La, la, la, la wait till I get my money right&lt;br /&gt;la, la, la, la then you cant tell me nothing right&lt;br /&gt;Excuse Me, is you saying something?&lt;br /&gt;Uh, uh, you can't tell me nothing&lt;br /&gt;(Ha ha) you can't tell me nothing&lt;br /&gt;Uh, uh, you can't tell me nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let up the suicide doors.&lt;br /&gt;This is my life homey, you decide yours.&lt;br /&gt;I know that Jesus died for us,&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't tell you who decide wars.&lt;br /&gt;So I parallel double parked that motherfucker sideways&lt;br /&gt;Old folks talking about back in my day&lt;br /&gt;But homey this is my day.&lt;br /&gt;Class started 2 hours ago, oh am I late?&lt;br /&gt;You know I already graduated&lt;br /&gt;And you can live through anything if magic made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say I talk with so much emphasis,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, they're so sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever fix your lips like collagen&lt;br /&gt;Say something were you gone end up apologising.&lt;br /&gt;Let me know if it's a problem man,&lt;br /&gt;Alright man, holla then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the champagne splash, let that man get cash,&lt;br /&gt;Let that man get past.&lt;br /&gt;You don't need a stop to get gas,&lt;br /&gt;If he can move through the rumors, he can drive off the fumes cause&lt;br /&gt;How he move in a room full of no's?&lt;br /&gt;How he stay faithful in a room full of h**s?&lt;br /&gt;Must be the pharaohs, he in tune with his soul,&lt;br /&gt;So when he buried in a tomb full of gold.&lt;br /&gt;Treasure. What's you pleasure?&lt;br /&gt;Life is a, uh, depending how you dress her.&lt;br /&gt;So if the devil wear Prada,&lt;br /&gt;Adam Eve wear Nada,&lt;br /&gt;I'm in between, but way more fresher.&lt;br /&gt;With way less effort, 'cause when you try hard,&lt;br /&gt;That's when you die hard.&lt;br /&gt;Ya homies looking like "Why God?"&lt;br /&gt;When they reminisce over you, my god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/E58qLXBfLrs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-6570450201246388082?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/6570450201246388082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-9176471039443785110</id><published>2011-02-21T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T12:02:13.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 2/21/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kid Cudi - "Highs N' Lows"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I be high when I split a dutch and fill it up&lt;br /&gt;I be high when I get my money doubled up&lt;br /&gt;I be high when a model wanna let me cut&lt;br /&gt;I be high when I'm signing cus my diamonds blush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I be low when a nigga cant get away&lt;br /&gt;I be low when I cant seem to make a way&lt;br /&gt;I be low when I can't even feed myself&lt;br /&gt;I be low when I realize I'm by myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I be high when I'm shopping for expensive clothes&lt;br /&gt;I be high when I get what I couldn't before&lt;br /&gt;I be high in the club while I'm poppin bub&lt;br /&gt;I be high when I'm cruising sitting on them dubs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I be low after shows in my dressing room&lt;br /&gt;I be low when i see that I'm a different dude&lt;br /&gt;I be low on the plane looking at the sky&lt;br /&gt;I be low but my highs keep a nigga tied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;I be high then I be low&lt;br /&gt;I be low then I be high&lt;br /&gt;It's like a battle knife to a gun fight&lt;br /&gt;But I be cool this the story of my life&lt;br /&gt;I be high then I be low&lt;br /&gt;I be low then I be high&lt;br /&gt;It's like a battle knife to a gun fight&lt;br /&gt;No need to worry this the story of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I be low when I gotta get ready for work&lt;br /&gt;I be low cus after bills my pockets be hurt&lt;br /&gt;I be low when I can't take a girl out&lt;br /&gt;I be low cus they can't even figure me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I be high when the phony chicks show me love&lt;br /&gt;Cus in my mind I read them but I dont give a fuck&lt;br /&gt;I be high when a nigga get attention&lt;br /&gt;I be high when your girl catch feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I be low when I go into that empty space&lt;br /&gt;I be low when I'm looking at a stressed face&lt;br /&gt;I be low cus my brother's facing hard times&lt;br /&gt;And I be low cus my nigga ryan close behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I'm high when I know the places we can go&lt;br /&gt;I be high when I think what the future holds&lt;br /&gt;I be high when she asks for my room number&lt;br /&gt;I be high but my lows keep a nigga humble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was high when the label said that I was dope&lt;br /&gt;I was high in my eyes cus I had hope&lt;br /&gt;I was high when I first had the taste of love&lt;br /&gt;I was high when I left the city I was from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was low when I had a recent heartbreak&lt;br /&gt;I was low cus I truly thought I had a mate&lt;br /&gt;I was low when I lost her over sillyness&lt;br /&gt;I was low cus she twisted what my words meant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was high when I finally had the chance to see&lt;br /&gt;Everything thats pretty aint always good for me&lt;br /&gt;I was high when she first said I liked you&lt;br /&gt;Man I must be too high to even write dude&lt;br /&gt;And these things show you growth&lt;br /&gt;Some niggas show a little but I show you the most&lt;br /&gt;Highs n' lows and succeed fo sho&lt;br /&gt;The only thing left to do is say a toast&lt;br /&gt;Cus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now won't you please say scotty lord,&lt;br /&gt;Help me please, yeah, help me please&lt;br /&gt;Now won't you please say scotty lord,&lt;br /&gt;Won't you please, god, help me please&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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2/21/11'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-20437595507848218</id><published>2011-02-14T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T21:07:09.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 2/14/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mike Posner - Hey Cupid&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh, yeah, alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Cupid (Hey Cupid)&lt;br /&gt;Do I look stupid? (Do I look stupid?)&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to fall for none of yo tricks no more&lt;br /&gt;Your arrow won't pierce my skin no more&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat 2x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember Mary?&lt;br /&gt;The one you made me wanna marry&lt;br /&gt;I tried to get into her sex life&lt;br /&gt;But she said I was the friend type&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember Katie?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you made her drive me crazy&lt;br /&gt;I gave her all of my affection&lt;br /&gt;Then she left me for my best friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you keep shooting your arrow&lt;br /&gt;You keep givin' my love away&lt;br /&gt;But I don't see why you don't let me be&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to play yo game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Cupid (Hey Cupid)&lt;br /&gt;Do I look stupid? (Do I look stupid?)&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to fall for none of yo tricks no more&lt;br /&gt;Your arrow won't pierce my skin no more&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat 2x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember Rachel?&lt;br /&gt;You made her look like such an angel&lt;br /&gt;She told me I would be her first ride&lt;br /&gt;That was just her first lie&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember Ashley?&lt;br /&gt;The one that only dated athletes&lt;br /&gt;I tried to kiss her in my back seat&lt;br /&gt;She turned away and slapped me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you keep shooting your arrow&lt;br /&gt;You keep givin' my love away&lt;br /&gt;But I don't see why you don't let me be&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to play yo game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you even remember how you gave away my love&lt;br /&gt;Superglued my heart back together now, back the way it was&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you even remember how you gave away my love&lt;br /&gt;Superglued my heart back together now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Cupid (Hey Cupid)&lt;br /&gt;Do I look stupid? (Do I look stupid?)&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to fall for none of yo tricks no more&lt;br /&gt;Your arrow won't pierce my skin no more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-20437595507848218?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/20437595507848218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=20437595507848218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/20437595507848218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/20437595507848218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2011/02/song-of-week-21411.html' title='Song of the Week 2/14/11'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-232110906759823658</id><published>2011-02-01T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T09:44:08.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 1/31/11 part 2</title><content type='html'>in honor of my bday lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rihanna - Cheers&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to the freakin weekend&lt;br /&gt;I drink to that, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh let the jameson sink in&lt;br /&gt;I drink to that, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the bastards get ya down&lt;br /&gt;Turn it around with another round&lt;br /&gt;There's a party at the bar everybody putcha glasses up and I drink to that&lt;br /&gt;I drink to thaaaaaaaat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's too short to be sittin' round miserable&lt;br /&gt;People gon' talk whether you doing bad or good, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Got a drink on my mind and my mind on my money, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Looking so bomb, gonna find me a honeyyy&lt;br /&gt;Got my Ray-Bans on and I'm feelin' hella cool tonight, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's vibin' so don't nobody start a fight, yeah-ah-ah-ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to the freakin weekend&lt;br /&gt;I drink to that, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh, let the jameson sink in&lt;br /&gt;I drink to that, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the bastards get ya down&lt;br /&gt;Turn it around with another round&lt;br /&gt;There's a party at the bar everybody putcha glasses up and I drink to thaaaaat&lt;br /&gt;I drink to thaaaaaaaat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bout to hop on the bar, put it all on my card tonight, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might be mad in the morning but you know we goin hard tonight&lt;br /&gt;It's getting coyote ugly up in here, no tyra&lt;br /&gt;It's only up from here, no downward spiral&lt;br /&gt;Got my raybans Ray-Bans on and I'm feelin' hella cool tonight, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's vibin' so don't nobody start a fight, yeaaaahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to the freakin weekend&lt;br /&gt;I drink to that, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh let the jameson sink in&lt;br /&gt;I drink to that, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the bastards get ya down&lt;br /&gt;Turn it around with another round&lt;br /&gt;There's a party at the bar everybody putcha glasses up and I drink to that&lt;br /&gt;I drink to thaaaaaaaaat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to the freakin weekend&lt;br /&gt;I drink to that, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh let the jameson sink in&lt;br /&gt;I drink to that, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the bastards get ya down&lt;br /&gt;Turn it around with another round&lt;br /&gt;There's a party at the bar everybody putcha glasses up and I drink to that&lt;br /&gt;I drink to thaaaaaaaat.&lt;br /&gt;And I drink to thaaaat.&lt;br /&gt;I drink to thaaaaaaat.&lt;br /&gt;And I drink to that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-232110906759823658?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/232110906759823658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=232110906759823658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/232110906759823658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/232110906759823658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2011/02/song-of-week-13111-part-2.html' title='Song of the Week 1/31/11 part 2'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-6655411080616487864</id><published>2011-02-01T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T09:41:23.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 1/31/11</title><content type='html'>its been a while but bringing it back with Two songs haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My Chemical Romance - Sing&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing it out&lt;br /&gt;Boy, you got to see what tomorrow brings&lt;br /&gt;Sing it out&lt;br /&gt;Girl, you’ve got to be what tomorrow needs&lt;br /&gt;For every time that they want to count you out&lt;br /&gt;Use your voice every single time you open up your mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the boys&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the girls&lt;br /&gt;Every time that you lose it sing it for the world&lt;br /&gt;Sing it from the heart&lt;br /&gt;Sing it till you’re nuts&lt;br /&gt;Sing it out for the ones that’ll hate your guts&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the deaf&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the blind&lt;br /&gt;Sing about everyone that you left behind&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the world&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing it out, boy they’re gonna sell what tomorrow means&lt;br /&gt;Sing it out, girl before they gonna kill what tomorrow brings&lt;br /&gt;You’ve got to make a choice&lt;br /&gt;If the music drowns you out&lt;br /&gt;And raise your voice&lt;br /&gt;Every single time they try and shut your mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the boys&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the girls&lt;br /&gt;Every time that you lose it sing it for the world&lt;br /&gt;Sing it from the heart&lt;br /&gt;Sing it till you’re nuts&lt;br /&gt;Sing it out for the ones that’ll hate your guts&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the deaf&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the blind&lt;br /&gt;Sing about everyone that you left behind&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the world&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaned up, corporation progress&lt;br /&gt;Dying in the process&lt;br /&gt;Children that can talk about it,&lt;br /&gt;living on the railways&lt;br /&gt;People moving sideways&lt;br /&gt;Sell it till your last days&lt;br /&gt;Buy yourself a motivation&lt;br /&gt;Generation Nothing,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but a dead scene&lt;br /&gt;Product of white dream&lt;br /&gt;I am not the singer that you wanted&lt;br /&gt;But a dancer&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to answer&lt;br /&gt;Talk about the passer&lt;br /&gt;Ruling for the ones who want to get away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep running!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the boys&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the girls&lt;br /&gt;Every time that you lose it sing it for the world&lt;br /&gt;Sing it from the heart&lt;br /&gt;Sing it till you’re nuts&lt;br /&gt;Sing it out for the ones that’ll hate your guts&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the deaf&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the blind&lt;br /&gt;Sing about everyone that you left behind&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the world&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ve got to see what tomorrow brings&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the world&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the world&lt;br /&gt;Girl you got to be what tomorrow needs&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the world&lt;br /&gt;Sing it for the world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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1/31/11'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-7240294504075790374</id><published>2010-11-03T08:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T08:45:06.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the week 11/1/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Broken Bells - "The High Road"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're bound to wait all night&lt;br /&gt;She's bound to run amok&lt;br /&gt;Invested enough in it anyhow,&lt;br /&gt;To each his own&lt;br /&gt;The Garden is sorting out&lt;br /&gt;She curls her lips on a bow&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you're dead or not&lt;br /&gt;To anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on and get the minimum&lt;br /&gt;Before you open up your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;This army has so many heads&lt;br /&gt;To analyze...&lt;br /&gt;Come on and get your overdose&lt;br /&gt;Collect it at the borderline&lt;br /&gt;And they want to get up in your head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Cause they know and so do I&lt;br /&gt;The high road is hard to find&lt;br /&gt;A detour in your new life&lt;br /&gt;Tell all of your friends goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dawn to end all nights&lt;br /&gt;That's all we hoped it was&lt;br /&gt;A break from the warfare in your house&lt;br /&gt;To each his own...&lt;br /&gt;A soldier is bailing out&lt;br /&gt;And curled his lips on the barrel&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know if the dead can talk&lt;br /&gt;To anyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on and get the minimum&lt;br /&gt;Before you open up your eyes&lt;br /&gt;This army has so many hands&lt;br /&gt;Are you one of us?&lt;br /&gt;Come on and get your overdose&lt;br /&gt;Collect it at the borderline&lt;br /&gt;And they want to get up in your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Cause they know and so do I&lt;br /&gt;The high road is hard to find&lt;br /&gt;A detour to your new life&lt;br /&gt;Tell all of your friends goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to change your mind&lt;br /&gt;You let loss be your guide...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to change your mind&lt;br /&gt;You let loss be your guide...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to change your mind&lt;br /&gt;You let loss be your guide...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to change your mind&lt;br /&gt;You let loss be your guide...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-7240294504075790374?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-258186359343803224</id><published>2010-11-03T08:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T08:43:28.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-258186359343803224?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/258186359343803224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=258186359343803224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/258186359343803224'/><link 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hours and hours&lt;br /&gt;And don't stop&lt;br /&gt;I can float I can fly us to the highest&lt;br /&gt;Mountain top I can breathe you, I can drink in your laugh&lt;br /&gt;I can... I can live on your smile I can trip and if I can fall into your arms I can&lt;br /&gt;Stay there my whole life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I can live&lt;br /&gt;I can love&lt;br /&gt;I can be better with you,&lt;br /&gt;For real&lt;br /&gt;I can hear&lt;br /&gt;I can feel&lt;br /&gt;I can see&lt;br /&gt;I can tell&lt;br /&gt;You are for real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can stare; I can memorize your face, your hands, your hair&lt;br /&gt;Every part of you I can cut off any loose ends and not even wanna keep a few&lt;br /&gt;I can speak to you so honestly I can't even run any game&lt;br /&gt;I can hear a million angels singing in my ears&lt;br /&gt;When I say your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't smile, can't dream like a child&lt;br /&gt;Can't feel safe in this wide world without you&lt;br /&gt;I can't go can't disturb this flow&lt;br /&gt;Can't begin to know what I would do&lt;br /&gt;I can't see, can't find strength to be&lt;br /&gt;Rather not be me without you&lt;br /&gt;I can't deal, I can't even feel, without you I'm not real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-1454830350480672397?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/1454830350480672397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=1454830350480672397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/1454830350480672397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/1454830350480672397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/10/song-of-week-102510.html' title='Song of the Week 10/25/10'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-3593070383123844177</id><published>2010-10-18T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T17:26:20.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 10/18/10</title><content type='html'>Drake - "Fireworks"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Drake - Verse 1:]&lt;br /&gt;Money just changed everything, I wonder how life without it would go&lt;br /&gt;From the concrete who knew that a flower would grow&lt;br /&gt;Lookin’ down from the top and its crowded below&lt;br /&gt;My fifteen minutes started an hour ago&lt;br /&gt;Truth over fame, you know I respect the blatant shit&lt;br /&gt;When I hear dem talkin, I just dont know what to make of it&lt;br /&gt;Hate is so familiar to me, I’m slowly embracing it&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t come natural, bear with me it could take a bit&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and my dreams who I’m racing with&lt;br /&gt;And you can see I’m pacin it so that I’m always chasin it&lt;br /&gt;Wayne put me right here, thats who I get the paper with&lt;br /&gt;I hope that my success never alters our relationship&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this life is something I would die for&lt;br /&gt;Octobers own, but its lookin like July 4th&lt;br /&gt;I just wish they’d let you try it first&lt;br /&gt;This time I’m really goin off, fireworks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Drake: Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;Today it begins&lt;br /&gt;I missed it before,but won't miss them again&lt;br /&gt;I keep having the same dream&lt;br /&gt;And I think I just realized what it means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Alicia Keys - Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;When I go off like July 4th&lt;br /&gt;Feels like a fire, got to go higher&lt;br /&gt;Your revelation, my sweet celebration&lt;br /&gt;Light me like a rocket, cause can't nothing stop it&lt;br /&gt;All I see is fireworks&lt;br /&gt;All I see is fireworks&lt;br /&gt;Every night it's fireworks&lt;br /&gt;Every night it's fireworks&lt;br /&gt;All I see is fireworks&lt;br /&gt;All I see is fireworks&lt;br /&gt;Taking off like fireworks&lt;br /&gt;Taking off like fireworks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Drake - Verse 2:]&lt;br /&gt;I’m just such a gentleman&lt;br /&gt;You should give it up for me&lt;br /&gt;Look at how I’m placing all my napkins and my cutlery&lt;br /&gt;I can tell it wasn’t love I just thought you fuck with me&lt;br /&gt;Who coulda predicted love could strike but how you stuck with me&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I kept my wits about me luckily&lt;br /&gt;What happened between us that night it always seems to trouble me&lt;br /&gt;Now all of a sudden these gossip brags wanna cover me&lt;br /&gt;And you making it seem that it happened that way because of me&lt;br /&gt;But I was curious and I’ll never forget it baby&lt;br /&gt;What an experience&lt;br /&gt;You coulda been the one but it wasnt that serious&lt;br /&gt;Their was smoke in the air before that was me clearing it&lt;br /&gt;That felt good, all and all I learned a lesson from it though&lt;br /&gt;You never see it coming you just get to see it go&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I shoulda looked up in the sky at first&lt;br /&gt;Now I can see it in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Alicia Keys - Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Drake - Verse 3:]&lt;br /&gt;Everything the same but it feels different&lt;br /&gt;My dad called me up knowing that I still listen&lt;br /&gt;And he’s still got his foot out, guilt trippin’&lt;br /&gt;It’s been years, though, I just learn to deal with it&lt;br /&gt;For real, me and my realtor we built up a better report&lt;br /&gt;Got my mother in a place with some better decor&lt;br /&gt;She searched the entire city I let her explore&lt;br /&gt;And now she’s sayin’ she’s more lonely than every before&lt;br /&gt;How many of our parents’ marriages lasted?&lt;br /&gt;I was only 5, I bet I barely reacted&lt;br /&gt;I’m flying back home for the heritage classic&lt;br /&gt;Searching for that feeling, tell me where is the magic?&lt;br /&gt;Let’s stay together ’til we’re ghosts&lt;br /&gt;I want to witness love, I’ve never seen it close&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but I guess I gotta find it first, that’s why I’m really going off&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Alicia Keys - Chorus]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-3593070383123844177?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/3593070383123844177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=3593070383123844177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/3593070383123844177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/3593070383123844177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/10/song-of-week-101810.html' title='Song of the Week 10/18/10'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-5656843556090464951</id><published>2010-10-04T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T16:29:39.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 10/4/10</title><content type='html'>Mike Posner - "Speed of Sound" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Block Beaters&lt;br /&gt;Make my dream real&lt;br /&gt;Bl-bl-bl-bl-block Beaters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving at the speed of sound&lt;br /&gt;With my head up in the clouds&lt;br /&gt;Moving at the speed of sound&lt;br /&gt;With my head up in the clouds&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah, my life's like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Moving at the speed of sound&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;With my head up in the clouds&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah, my life's like&lt;br /&gt;Moving at the speed of sound&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;With my head up in the clouds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ma keeps telling me&lt;br /&gt;I better stay in school&lt;br /&gt;But when that ends, Lord knows&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I'm going to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hook:]&lt;br /&gt;Cause everytime I blink now&lt;br /&gt;Another day rolls by&lt;br /&gt;It's getting harder not to think about&lt;br /&gt;All the things on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Like, I remember this time last year&lt;br /&gt;I was all alone&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I was two feet tall&lt;br /&gt;Now there's a hundred million numbers&lt;br /&gt;Inside of my phone&lt;br /&gt;But I still got no one to call&lt;br /&gt;My life's like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends keep telling me&lt;br /&gt;How much they believe in me&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I saw the things that they see in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hook]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Big Sean:]&lt;br /&gt;My life's like&lt;br /&gt;My life's like&lt;br /&gt;Ay, do it, ay, music, ay&lt;br /&gt;High rise, elevator life&lt;br /&gt;I'm gone in 60 seconds&lt;br /&gt;Or Talladega nights&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm living wrong&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could make it right&lt;br /&gt;But baby, hold that thought...&lt;br /&gt;Cause I gotta take this flight&lt;br /&gt;When I leave my passport&lt;br /&gt;Overseas passports&lt;br /&gt;Hotels with the glass floors&lt;br /&gt;Everything I ask for&lt;br /&gt;Fast cars, fast hoes&lt;br /&gt;My whole life is fast foward&lt;br /&gt;But if I stop, stop&lt;br /&gt;I might hit that dashboard&lt;br /&gt;And I be, I be&lt;br /&gt;I be, I be always take and choose&lt;br /&gt;In and out relations with&lt;br /&gt;Girls who want relationships&lt;br /&gt;And I can fake a smile&lt;br /&gt;And I end a conversation well&lt;br /&gt;We just can't see eye to eye&lt;br /&gt;We might need that LASIK shit&lt;br /&gt;Cause tomorrow I'll be gone gone gone&lt;br /&gt;Dip into another time zone zone zone&lt;br /&gt;Tryna make my hotel feel like home home home&lt;br /&gt;Phone won't stop ringing but I still feel all alone&lt;br /&gt;My life's like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Move it up, bring it up, bring it up, up up&lt;br /&gt;Bring it up, bring it up, move it up, up up...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-5656843556090464951?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/5656843556090464951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=5656843556090464951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/5656843556090464951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/5656843556090464951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/10/song-of-week-10410.html' title='Song of the Week 10/4/10'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-7114333022748455397</id><published>2010-10-04T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T16:23:19.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week  9/27/10</title><content type='html'>Britney Spears - "I'm A Slave 4 U"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I may be young, but I’ve got feelings too.&lt;br /&gt;And I need to do what I feel like doing.&lt;br /&gt;So let me go and just listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you people look at me like I’m a little girl.&lt;br /&gt;Well did you ever think it be okay for me to step into this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always saying little girl don’t step into the club.&lt;br /&gt;Well I’m just tryin’ to find out why cause dancing’s what I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOA)&lt;br /&gt;Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOOOA)(Do you like it)&lt;br /&gt;Get it get it, get it get it (OOOHHHH)(This feels good)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I may come off quiet, I may come off shy.&lt;br /&gt;But I feel like talking, feel like dancing when I see this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s practical is logical. What the hell, who cares?&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I’m so happy when you’re dancing there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a slave for you. I cannot hold it; I cannot control it.&lt;br /&gt;I’m a slave for you. I won’t deny it; I’m not trying to hide it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, don’t you wanna, dance upon me,&lt;br /&gt;(I just wanna dance next to you)&lt;br /&gt;To another time and place.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, don’t you wanna, dance upon me,&lt;br /&gt;(Are you ready)&lt;br /&gt;Leaving behind my name, my age.&lt;br /&gt;(Lets go)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Like that)&lt;br /&gt;(You like it)&lt;br /&gt;(Now watch me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOA)&lt;br /&gt;Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOOOA)&lt;br /&gt;Get it get it, get it get it (OOOHHHH)&lt;br /&gt;[Panting]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna dance, tonight with you.&lt;br /&gt;(I just can’t help myself)&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna do what you want me to.&lt;br /&gt;(I just feel I let myself go)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna dance, tonight with you.&lt;br /&gt;(Wanna see you move)&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna do what you want me to.&lt;br /&gt;(Uh Uh Uh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, don’t you wanna, dance upon me,&lt;br /&gt;(I just wanna dance next to you)&lt;br /&gt;To another time and place.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, don’t you wanna, dance upon me,&lt;br /&gt;(Are you ready)&lt;br /&gt;Leaving behind my name, my age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a slave for you. (Take that) I cannot hold it; I cannot control it.&lt;br /&gt;I’m a slave (It just feels right) for you. (It just feels good)&lt;br /&gt;I won’t deny it; I’m not trying to hide it. (Baby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOA)&lt;br /&gt;Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOOOA)&lt;br /&gt;Get it get it, get it get it (OOOHHHH)&lt;br /&gt;[Panting]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOA)&lt;br /&gt;Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOOOA)&lt;br /&gt;Get it get it, get it get it (OOOHHHH)&lt;br /&gt;[Panting]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a slave for you. (Here we go now)&lt;br /&gt;I cannot hold it; I cannot control it.&lt;br /&gt;I’m a slave for you. (Here we go) I won’t deny it, (Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;I’m not trying to hide it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Like that)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-7114333022748455397?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/7114333022748455397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=7114333022748455397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/7114333022748455397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/7114333022748455397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/10/song-of-week-92710.html' title='Song of the Week  9/27/10'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-6937310373211970873</id><published>2010-09-22T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T20:28:12.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>Sorry I'm not "bi" so i guess i'm not "masculine: enough to be your friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I don't ca to much for lady gaga or britney spears, so i guess i'm not "gay" enough to be your friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry i don't "Put Out" so i guess i'm not "Slutty" enough to be your friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I'm not a "Thug" So Im not "Black" enough to be your friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I Don't know who Alexander McQueen is, so i'm not "Fashion Minded" enough to be your friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I like Sports, so i guess i act to much like a "boy" to be your friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I want to hang out in public so i guess i'm not "discreet" enough to be your friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I like to hold meaningful conversations, so i guess i'm to "smart" to be your friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that i don't give a fuck, and could care less if I'm your friend...Just Sayin ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-6937310373211970873?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/6937310373211970873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=6937310373211970873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/6937310373211970873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/6937310373211970873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/09/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-5277428710705702465</id><published>2010-09-20T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T18:48:39.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 9/20/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mike Posner - "Cooler Than Me"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1:]&lt;br /&gt;If I could write you a song&lt;br /&gt;And make you fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;I would already have you up under my arm.&lt;br /&gt;I used up all of my tricks,&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you like this.&lt;br /&gt;But you probably won't,&lt;br /&gt;You think you're cooler than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2:]&lt;br /&gt;You got designer shades,&lt;br /&gt;Just to hide your face and&lt;br /&gt;You wear them around like,&lt;br /&gt;You're cooler than me.&lt;br /&gt;And you never say hey,&lt;br /&gt;Or remember my name.&lt;br /&gt;It's probably cause, you think you're cooler than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got your high brow,&lt;br /&gt;Shoes on your feet,&lt;br /&gt;And you wear them around,&lt;br /&gt;Like they ain't shit.&lt;br /&gt;But you don't know,&lt;br /&gt;The way that you look,&lt;br /&gt;When your steps&lt;br /&gt;Make&lt;br /&gt;That&lt;br /&gt;Much&lt;br /&gt;Noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[3:]&lt;br /&gt;Shh, I got you,&lt;br /&gt;All figured out,&lt;br /&gt;You need everyone's eyes just to feel seen.&lt;br /&gt;Behind your make up&lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows who you even are&lt;br /&gt;Who do you think that you are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got your high brow,&lt;br /&gt;Switch in your walk.&lt;br /&gt;And you don’t even look,&lt;br /&gt;When you pass by.&lt;br /&gt;But you don't know,&lt;br /&gt;The way that you look,&lt;br /&gt;When your steps&lt;br /&gt;Make&lt;br /&gt;That&lt;br /&gt;Much&lt;br /&gt;Noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[3]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it sure seems.&lt;br /&gt;Cause it sure seems&lt;br /&gt;You got no doubt&lt;br /&gt;That you got no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;But we all seem&lt;br /&gt;We all seem&lt;br /&gt;We got your head&lt;br /&gt;In the clouds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-5277428710705702465?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/5277428710705702465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=5277428710705702465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/5277428710705702465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/5277428710705702465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/09/song-of-week-92010.html' title='Song of the Week 9/20/10'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-7041032063505366227</id><published>2010-09-14T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T18:57:42.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>College</title><content type='html'>My College experience wasn't what i planned, it bored no resemblance to the pictures in the brochures. But I'm not mad, we got what we needed out of it. It's kind of like when you go on a vacation, you plan everything out, and then one day you make a wrong turn and you end up some crazy place you can't even find on a map. Then you end up Doing something you never thought you would do. Maybe you fill a little lost while it was happening, but later you realize it was the best part of the trip...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-7041032063505366227?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/7041032063505366227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=7041032063505366227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/7041032063505366227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/7041032063505366227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/09/college.html' title='College'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-585749517650182164</id><published>2010-09-14T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T18:21:42.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 9/13/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Robin Thicke - "Make U Love Me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im the kind of guy&lt;br /&gt;Who lives life on the edge&lt;br /&gt;The kind of guy you'd wonder&lt;br /&gt;"Is he messin with my head"&lt;br /&gt;You're tired of going places&lt;br /&gt;You can't scream and shout&lt;br /&gt;Tired of someone saying&lt;br /&gt;When you can and cant go out&lt;br /&gt;And ima show you how&lt;br /&gt;It feels when its good&lt;br /&gt;You know I do anything&lt;br /&gt;You're boyfriend ever could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;Then your boyfriend ever could&lt;br /&gt;Then your boyfriend ever could&lt;br /&gt;Ima do it better then your boyfriend ever could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Ima make you love me baby&lt;br /&gt;Baby ima show you how&lt;br /&gt;Ill make you love me babe&lt;br /&gt;Baby you gon want me now&lt;br /&gt;Ima make you love me baby&lt;br /&gt;Baby ima show you how&lt;br /&gt;Ima make you love me baby&lt;br /&gt;Baby you gon want me now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can reach your mind&lt;br /&gt;Fantasies in your head&lt;br /&gt;You could look at me&lt;br /&gt;And see that im the man&lt;br /&gt;I'll put a little romance&lt;br /&gt;And some action in your pleasure&lt;br /&gt;You wanted mr big&lt;br /&gt;Mr big is in your hands&lt;br /&gt;And ima show you how&lt;br /&gt;It feels when its good&lt;br /&gt;You know I do it better&lt;br /&gt;Than your boyfriend ever could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want you&lt;br /&gt;And how I want you to want me&lt;br /&gt;I want you&lt;br /&gt;And yes I want you to want me&lt;br /&gt;I want you&lt;br /&gt;And how I want you to want me&lt;br /&gt;I want you&lt;br /&gt;And yes I want you to want me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you've been kissin&lt;br /&gt;The back of your hand&lt;br /&gt;What you need to do&lt;br /&gt;Is try it on a real man&lt;br /&gt;Put the towels in the dryer&lt;br /&gt;So they warm after the shower&lt;br /&gt;Im like big foot&lt;br /&gt;The man your momma said dont exist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im like big foot&lt;br /&gt;The man your momma said dont exist&lt;br /&gt;Im like big foot&lt;br /&gt;The man your momma said dont exist&lt;br /&gt;Im like big foot&lt;br /&gt;The man your momma said dont exist&lt;br /&gt;Dont exist dont exist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-585749517650182164?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/585749517650182164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=585749517650182164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/585749517650182164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/585749517650182164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/09/song-of-week-91310.html' title='Song of the Week 9/13/10'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-4662060741947865590</id><published>2010-09-07T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T16:20:37.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of The Week 9/07/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Lil Rob - "Summer nights"&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im feeling good, feeling all right tonight&lt;br /&gt;Im feeling good now, Its all good in the neighborhood homes&lt;br /&gt;Lil Rob&lt;br /&gt;I feel good, I feel all right&lt;br /&gt;Cruising through the neighborhood on a warm summer night&lt;br /&gt;I feel good&lt;br /&gt;Thats right&lt;br /&gt;I feel good now, Summer nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Summer days just sitting around but when the sun goes down Ill be ready to party&lt;br /&gt;(Par-ty)&lt;br /&gt;Aint nothing like them summer nights&lt;br /&gt;Keep the top on drop while the girls looking hot, hit the volo and we just dont stop&lt;br /&gt;Party until the morning light&lt;br /&gt;(Par-ty)&lt;br /&gt;Aint nothing like them summer nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse I]&lt;br /&gt;I just kicked it at home, I polished up the chrome&lt;br /&gt;Call the ruca on the phone, let her know Im home alone, Its&lt;br /&gt;Seven thirty and the sun is going down, Its a&lt;br /&gt;Summer night and the fun is going down&lt;br /&gt;I picked her up and she looks all dolled up (She looks good)&lt;br /&gt;Sitting passenger in my rag impala (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;I let her know she looks beautiful to me&lt;br /&gt;The world is an ugly place but shes such a site to see&lt;br /&gt;The kind of woman that would put up a fight for me&lt;br /&gt;The kind that wants to spend summer nights with me&lt;br /&gt;The temp was eighty and Im cruising with my lady&lt;br /&gt;Playing some Ralphie Pagan, Ohh Baby Baby&lt;br /&gt;I see my home boys and they're cruising in their rides (Hey was up homes)&lt;br /&gt;With their ladies sitting by their side&lt;br /&gt;People think we look crazy, but I think we look classy&lt;br /&gt;But then again thats only if you ask me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Summer days just sitting around but when the sun goes down Ill be ready to party&lt;br /&gt;(Par-ty)&lt;br /&gt;Aint nothing like them summer nights&lt;br /&gt;Keep the top on drop while the girls looking hot, hit the volo and we just dont stop&lt;br /&gt;Party until the morning light&lt;br /&gt;(Par-ty)&lt;br /&gt;Aint nothing like them summer nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse II]&lt;br /&gt;My homeboys throwing a back yard boogie,&lt;br /&gt;So every body gets together to unwind, relax and have a fun time&lt;br /&gt;The dj is spinning so I grab the mic and be like&lt;br /&gt;Aint nothing like them summer nights&lt;br /&gt;The party is packed with beautiful woman and&lt;br /&gt;A gang of the homies that want to get with them&lt;br /&gt;And theyll say anything just to hit em&lt;br /&gt;And its usually a nice summer night when they did em&lt;br /&gt;I dont know, it must be something in the air&lt;br /&gt;Cant help but have a good time, because the feeling is there&lt;br /&gt;To some people the feeling is rare&lt;br /&gt;They're at the pad saying God dam I wish I was there&lt;br /&gt;To have a drink, have a tok and hook up&lt;br /&gt;With some one fine but the kind that looks up&lt;br /&gt;Got to keep some pisto in the cup&lt;br /&gt;Party until the sun comes up or we give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Summer days just sitting around but when the sun goes down Ill be ready to party&lt;br /&gt;(Par-ty)&lt;br /&gt;Aint nothing like them summer nights&lt;br /&gt;Keep the top on drop while the girls looking hot, hit the volo and we just dont stop&lt;br /&gt;Party until the morning light&lt;br /&gt;(Par-ty)&lt;br /&gt;Aint nothing like them summer nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse III]&lt;br /&gt;Them summer nights can keep a smile on your face&lt;br /&gt;Gotta try to have a good time with your life otherwise it's just a waste&lt;br /&gt;Either way Im gonna party just in case&lt;br /&gt;Like prince partied like it was 99, in 87, 88&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt ask for no better weather, Im right next to the Pacific to be specific&lt;br /&gt;The candy paint job glows under the moon light&lt;br /&gt;As I close out my summer night and say good night&lt;br /&gt;Its time to put the top up and park it, drop it&lt;br /&gt;Unplug the ground, roll up the windows and lock it&lt;br /&gt;Walk into the pad and fall into bed&lt;br /&gt;As she lays on my chest to rest her sleepy head&lt;br /&gt;And we do this all night long&lt;br /&gt;From dust til dawn&lt;br /&gt;But its not the quite the same when summer nights are gone&lt;br /&gt;But even when theyre gone, it wont be long&lt;br /&gt;Eight more months and once again its on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Summer days just sitting around but when the sun goes down Ill be ready to party&lt;br /&gt;(Par-ty)&lt;br /&gt;Aint nothing like them summer nights&lt;br /&gt;Keep the top on drop while the girls looking hot, hit the volo and we just dont stop&lt;br /&gt;Party until the morning light&lt;br /&gt;(Par-ty)&lt;br /&gt;Aint nothing like them summer nights&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-4662060741947865590?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-7280062851966514111</id><published>2010-08-30T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T17:18:30.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Game Day Coach Jones</title><content type='html'>So last week was my first office game as a high school coach, and we got our asses whooped 44-0 LOL. I feel like the game was a lot closer then the score says, but damn that is embarrassing lol. The kids just gave up and stop playing. It didn't help that there is only 12 kids on the team. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my dad told me that this would prolly be the worst program i every coach with, but man i did not know what i was getting into. I mean these kids are worst them the bad news bears. Kind find any kids who want to play, the ones that are out there are lazy, and or can't play because their grades are bad. How do you fail 4 Classes!!!! that makes no sense to me, when really now a days it is harder to fail a class then it is to pass it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to try to find a way to motivate these kids. Get them to play with more heart. But hey this is what i asked for and im up for the challenge :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-7280062851966514111?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/7280062851966514111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=7280062851966514111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/7280062851966514111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/7280062851966514111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/08/game-day-coach-jones.html' title='Game Day Coach Jones'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-7094945268363043595</id><published>2010-08-30T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T15:37:24.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 8/30/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Secondhand Serenade - "Something More"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lie awake again, my bodies feeling paralysed&lt;br /&gt;I can’t remember when&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t live through this disguise&lt;br /&gt;The words you said to me&lt;br /&gt;They couldn’t set me free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im stuck here in this life i didn’t ask for&lt;br /&gt;There must be something more,&lt;br /&gt;Do we know what we’re fighting for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe in breathe out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all these masks we wore&lt;br /&gt;We never knew what we had in store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe in breathe out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storm is rolling in&lt;br /&gt;The thunders loud it hurts my ears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im paying for my sins&lt;br /&gt;And its gunna rain for years and years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fooled everyone and now what will i become?&lt;br /&gt;I have to start this over&lt;br /&gt;I have to start this over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There must be something more,&lt;br /&gt;Do we know what we’re fighting for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe in breathe out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all these masks we wore&lt;br /&gt;We never knew what we had in store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe in breathe out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fooled everyone and now what will i become?&lt;br /&gt;I have to start this over&lt;br /&gt;I have to start this over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There must be something more,&lt;br /&gt;Do we know what we’re fighting for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe in breathe out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all these masks we wore&lt;br /&gt;We never knew what we had in store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe in breathe out&lt;br /&gt;There must be something more&lt;br /&gt;Breathe in breathe out&lt;br /&gt;There must be something more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-7094945268363043595?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/7094945268363043595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=7094945268363043595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/7094945268363043595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/7094945268363043595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/08/song-of-week-83010.html' title='Song of the Week 8/30/10'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-3023952819909392856</id><published>2010-08-22T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T18:49:55.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 8/23/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Macy Gray - "I Try"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Games, changes and fears&lt;br /&gt;When will they go from here&lt;br /&gt;When will they stop&lt;br /&gt;I believe that fate has brought us here&lt;br /&gt;And we should be together, babe&lt;br /&gt;But we're not&lt;br /&gt;I play it off, but I'm dreaming of you&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep my cool, but I'm feigning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to say goodbye and I choke&lt;br /&gt;Try to walk away and I stumble&lt;br /&gt;Though I try to hide it, it's clear&lt;br /&gt;My world crumbles when you are not near&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye and I choke&lt;br /&gt;I try to walk away and I stumble&lt;br /&gt;Though I try to hide it, it's clear&lt;br /&gt;My world crumbles when you are not near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may appear to be free&lt;br /&gt;But I'm just a prisoner of your love&lt;br /&gt;And I may seem all right and smile when you leave&lt;br /&gt;But my smiles are just a front&lt;br /&gt;Just a front, hey&lt;br /&gt;I play it off, but I'm dreaming of you&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep my cool, but I'm feigning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to say goodbye and I choke&lt;br /&gt;Try to walk away and I stumble&lt;br /&gt;Though I try to hide it, it's clear&lt;br /&gt;My world crumbles when you are not near&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye and I choke&lt;br /&gt;I try to walk away and I stumble&lt;br /&gt;Though I try to hide it, it's clear&lt;br /&gt;My world crumbles when you are not near&lt;br /&gt;Here is my confession&lt;br /&gt;May I be your possession&lt;br /&gt;Boy, I need your touch&lt;br /&gt;Your love kisses and such&lt;br /&gt;With all my might I try&lt;br /&gt;But this I can't deny&lt;br /&gt;Deny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I play it off, but I'm dreaming of you&lt;br /&gt;(but I'm dreaming of you babe)&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep my cool, but I'm feigning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to say goodbye and I choke (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Try to walk away and I stumble&lt;br /&gt;Though I try to hide, it's clear&lt;br /&gt;My world crumbles when you are not near&lt;br /&gt;(when you are not near aahh)&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye and I choke (yeah, yeah, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;I try to walk away and I stumble (hey, hey, hey)&lt;br /&gt;Though I try to hide it, it's clear (sick of love)&lt;br /&gt;My world crumbles when you are not near (your love, kisses and)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye and I choke (I'm choking)&lt;br /&gt;I try to walk away and I stumble&lt;br /&gt;Though I try to hide it, it's clear&lt;br /&gt;My world crumbles when you are not near&lt;br /&gt;(when you are not there, yeah, yeah yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-3023952819909392856?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/3023952819909392856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=3023952819909392856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/3023952819909392856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/3023952819909392856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/08/song-of-week-82310.html' title='Song of the Week 8/23/10'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-3312806283906177580</id><published>2010-08-17T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T20:36:52.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 8/16/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ludacris - "Sexting"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus: Ludacris]&lt;br /&gt;So I'm just sitting in this rehab class&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get myself unhooked on ass&lt;br /&gt;So then my teacher asked me a question&lt;br /&gt;Like Ludacris are you over there sexting&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha OMG lol KIT Smiley faces X and O's LMFAO&lt;br /&gt;My girl went through my cell phone&lt;br /&gt;My girl went through my cell phone&lt;br /&gt;My girl went through my cell phone&lt;br /&gt;My girl went through my cell phone&lt;br /&gt;I said my girl went through my cell phone&lt;br /&gt;[repeated]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1: Ludacris]&lt;br /&gt;So I'm getting treated for my sex addiction&lt;br /&gt;In a private clinic and I need you to be sensitive about my condition&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm in it to win it and I really don't want to further disappoint my fans&lt;br /&gt;And my teachers a cougar so I wish she'd lend a helping hand&lt;br /&gt;Damn, calm down, BBC TXT or MSG&lt;br /&gt;After class come with me and can I get a little bit of TLC&lt;br /&gt;She replied what the f-ck&lt;br /&gt;FYI you're gonna flunk&lt;br /&gt;SMH it's such a shame&lt;br /&gt;You ain't learned a damn thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2: Ludacris]&lt;br /&gt;So I'm sitting in the crib just chillin and I'm minding my business&lt;br /&gt;Got a text with a tongue out from a number I didn't recognize&lt;br /&gt;I replied who is this&lt;br /&gt;Quick back got a hit back&lt;br /&gt;Said this is Stacy and I've been missing you&lt;br /&gt;Had to change my number so I went and got a new phone and new tattoo&lt;br /&gt;A what, a new tattoo wow,&lt;br /&gt;Arrr yeaah, hurry click&lt;br /&gt;Can you send a nasty pic&lt;br /&gt;So I can see right where it is&lt;br /&gt;and I promise I won't show my friends (yeah right)&lt;br /&gt;She replied, well ok BTW by the way&lt;br /&gt;SMH it's such a shame that you ain't learned a damn thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 3: Ludacris]&lt;br /&gt;So I pull up to the club stunting in a Yellow Lamborghini&lt;br /&gt;Half bent, black tint, fine pussy make it a little hard to see me&lt;br /&gt;Stepped out, fresh out headed straight for the door and to the VIP&lt;br /&gt;Next thing I got a text from a freaky Latina saying is that you I see&lt;br /&gt;Is that you papi&lt;br /&gt;So I bbm'ed abbreviate yep and before the night gets too late&lt;br /&gt;Let me hit you with a little Q&amp;A&lt;br /&gt;Can I tap that ass tta&lt;br /&gt;She replied it all depends&lt;br /&gt;It's me plus one can I bring my friends&lt;br /&gt;And all I can think was that it's such a shame&lt;br /&gt;That I ain't learned a damn thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-3312806283906177580?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/3312806283906177580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=3312806283906177580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/3312806283906177580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/3312806283906177580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/08/song-of-week-81610.html' title='Song of the Week 8/16/10'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-8920232525914053088</id><published>2010-08-10T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T19:58:25.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 8/09/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nas - "If I Ruled The World"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life..... I wonder....&lt;br /&gt;Will it take me under.... I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse One: Nas]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine smoking weed in the streets without cops harassing&lt;br /&gt;Imagine going to court with no trial&lt;br /&gt;Lifestyle cruising blue behind my waters&lt;br /&gt;No welfare supporters more conscious of the way we raise our daughters&lt;br /&gt;Days are shorter, nights are colder&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like life is over, these snakes strike like a cobra&lt;br /&gt;The world's hot my son got knocked evidentaly&lt;br /&gt;It's elementary, they want us all gone eventually&lt;br /&gt;Trooping out of state for a plate knowledge&lt;br /&gt;of coke was cooked without the garbage we'd all have the top dollars&lt;br /&gt;Imagine everybody flashing, fashion&lt;br /&gt;Designer clothes, lacing your click up with diamond vogues&lt;br /&gt;Your people holding dough, no parole&lt;br /&gt;No rubbers, go in raw imagine law with no undercovers&lt;br /&gt;Just some thoughts for the mind&lt;br /&gt;I take a glimpse into time&lt;br /&gt;watch the blimp read "The World Is Mine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus: Lauryn Hill, Nas]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;Imagine that&lt;br /&gt;I'd free all my sons, I love em love em baby&lt;br /&gt;Black diamonds and pearls&lt;br /&gt;Could it be, if you could&lt;br /&gt;be mine, we'd both shine&lt;br /&gt;If I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;Still living for today, in&lt;br /&gt;these last days and times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse Two: Nas]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way to be, paradise like relaxing black, latino and anglo-saxon&lt;br /&gt;Armani exchange the reins&lt;br /&gt;Cash, Lost Tribe of Shabazz, free at last&lt;br /&gt;Brand new whips to crash then we laugh in the iller path&lt;br /&gt;The Villa house is for the crew, how we do&lt;br /&gt;Trees for breakfast, dime sexes and Benz stretches&lt;br /&gt;So many years of depression make me vision&lt;br /&gt;The better living, type of place to raise kids in&lt;br /&gt;Open they eyes to the lies history's told foul&lt;br /&gt;But I'm as wise as the old owl, plus the Gold Child&lt;br /&gt;Seeing things like I was controlling, click rolling&lt;br /&gt;Tricking six digits on kicks and still holding&lt;br /&gt;Trips to Paris, I civilized every savage&lt;br /&gt;Gimme one shot I turn trife life to lavish&lt;br /&gt;Political prisoner set free, stress free&lt;br /&gt;No work release purple M3's and jet skis&lt;br /&gt;Feel the wind breeze in West Indies&lt;br /&gt;I make Coretta Scott-King mayor the cities and reverse themes to Willies&lt;br /&gt;It sounds foul but every girl I meet to go downtown&lt;br /&gt;I'd open every cell in Attica send em to Africa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus: Lauryn Hill, Nas]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;Imagine that&lt;br /&gt;I'd free all my sons, I love em love em baby&lt;br /&gt;Black diamonds and pearls&lt;br /&gt;Could it be, if you could&lt;br /&gt;be mine, we'd both shine&lt;br /&gt;If I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;Still living for today, in&lt;br /&gt;these last days and times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we'll walk right up to the sun&lt;br /&gt;Hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;We'll walk right up to the sun&lt;br /&gt;We won't land&lt;br /&gt;We'll walk right up to the sun&lt;br /&gt;Hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;We'll walk right up to the sun&lt;br /&gt;We won't land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse Three: Nas]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd love to hear the story how the thugs live in worry&lt;br /&gt;Duck down in car seats, heat's mandatory&lt;br /&gt;Running from Jake, gettin chased, hunger for papes&lt;br /&gt;These are the breaks many mistakes go down out of state&lt;br /&gt;Wait, I had to let it marinate we carry weight&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get laced, flip the ace stack the safe&lt;br /&gt;Millionaire plan to keep the gat with the cop camera&lt;br /&gt;Making moves in Atlanta, back and forth scrambler&lt;br /&gt;Cause you could have all the chips, be poor or rich&lt;br /&gt;Still nobody want a nigga having shit&lt;br /&gt;If I ruled the world and everything in it, sky's the limit&lt;br /&gt;I push a Q-45 Infinit&lt;br /&gt;It wouldn't be no such thing as jealousies or B Felonies&lt;br /&gt;Strictly living longevity to the destiny&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd never see but reality struck&lt;br /&gt;Better find out before your time's out, what the fuck??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus: Lauryn Hill, Nas]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;Imagine that&lt;br /&gt;I'd free all my sons, I love em em baby&lt;br /&gt;Black diamonds and pearls&lt;br /&gt;Could it be, if you could&lt;br /&gt;be mine, we'd both shine&lt;br /&gt;If I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;Still living for today, in&lt;br /&gt;these last days and times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ruled the world, if I ruled, if I ruled&lt;br /&gt;Imagine that&lt;br /&gt;I'd free all my sons, if I ruled, if I ruled&lt;br /&gt;I love em love em baby&lt;br /&gt;Black diamonds and pearls, black diamonds&lt;br /&gt;Could it be, if you could&lt;br /&gt;black diamonds&lt;br /&gt;be mine, we'd both shine&lt;br /&gt;If I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;Still living for today, in&lt;br /&gt;these last days and times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ruled the world, if I ruled&lt;br /&gt;if I ruled, I'd free all my sons&lt;br /&gt;black diamonds, I love em love em baby&lt;br /&gt;Black diamonds and pearls, if I ruled&lt;br /&gt;If I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;I love em love em baby!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-8920232525914053088?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/8920232525914053088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=8920232525914053088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/8920232525914053088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/8920232525914053088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/08/song-of-week-80910.html' title='Song of the Week 8/09/10'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-7384450682318481207</id><published>2010-07-26T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T22:29:24.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 7/26/10</title><content type='html'>I Love this song, hopefully one day it will mean something more :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monica - "Love All Over Me"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;Must not have been paying attention&lt;br /&gt;I stepped right on it didn't even notice how deep I was&lt;br /&gt;I went from the ground to the top of the cloud&lt;br /&gt;And now as I look down I see where I fell into your arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Now I got Love all over me&lt;br /&gt;Baby you touch Every part of me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh&lt;br /&gt;I got Love all over me&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to get it off&lt;br /&gt;I'm completely covered up in your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;Even my skin is changing ooooooo&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling warmer no more icey blue hearts for me&lt;br /&gt;You put the color back in my life&lt;br /&gt;And now where there was black and white&lt;br /&gt;you're becoming iridescent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Now I got Love all over me&lt;br /&gt;Baby you touch Every part of me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh&lt;br /&gt;I got Love all over me&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to get it off&lt;br /&gt;I'm completely covered up in your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;Before your love baby I was muddy&lt;br /&gt;So deep with pain till you took it from me&lt;br /&gt;You showered me with a new beggining&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm clean&lt;br /&gt;Took me by surprise when you ran up on me&lt;br /&gt;I came to life baby in that moment&lt;br /&gt;You put your hands on my heart and baby&lt;br /&gt;now it beats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Now I got Love all over me&lt;br /&gt;Baby you touch Every part of me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh&lt;br /&gt;I got Love all over me&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to get it off&lt;br /&gt;I'm completely covered up in your love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-7384450682318481207?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/7384450682318481207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=7384450682318481207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/7384450682318481207'/><link rel='self' 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wanted the money, Fame, Brand name, The fancy cars,&lt;br /&gt;She left a hard workin' man behind for a fella with a championship brand,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, But see here's the thing about datin' a superstar,&lt;br /&gt;She was one of like eight or nine, Just another ball players play thang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, And im singing what's the matter with ya baby, What's the matter with you baby,&lt;br /&gt;What's the matter with you? Oh, With you?&lt;br /&gt;Said ain't that your dream come true?&lt;br /&gt;What's the matter with ya baby, What's the matter with you baby, What's the matter with you?&lt;br /&gt;No-one to blame but (You), No-one to blame but you, You, You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wanted the money, Fame, Brand Name, The fancy cars,&lt;br /&gt;Lookin up to the pushy man, he wanted to be like him ooh so bad (Ooh oh so bad),&lt;br /&gt;Well one hell of a price to pay if you get caught,&lt;br /&gt;(Huh) See that's the part he didn't understand,&lt;br /&gt;Now he's sittin' in a prison cell all mad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hey) And im askin' what's the matter with ya fella, What's the matter with you fella,&lt;br /&gt;What's the matter with you? (Hey) With you?&lt;br /&gt;(Hey) Said ain't that your dream come true?&lt;br /&gt;What's the matter with ya fella, What's the matter with you fella, What's the matter with you?&lt;br /&gt;No-one to blame but, No-one to blame but you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hey) All the ladies like a bad boy,&lt;br /&gt;So you go and get a bad boy,&lt;br /&gt;And he treats you bad,&lt;br /&gt;(Hey) And you act suprised?&lt;br /&gt;Be careful what you ask for,&lt;br /&gt;You got what you asked for,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why you mad?&lt;br /&gt;(Oh) Tell me why are you mad (Yeah, Yeah)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We keep complainin' bout we want change,&lt;br /&gt;But half of us don't do a thing,&lt;br /&gt;So everything stays the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And im askin' what's the matter with ya tell me, What's the matter with you tell me, What's the matter with you?&lt;br /&gt;(Hey) We can make our dreams come true,&lt;br /&gt;What's the matter with ya tell me, What's the matter with you tell me, What's the matter with you (Hey, Yeah),&lt;br /&gt;We can make our dreams come true,&lt;br /&gt;What's the matter with ya tell me, What's the matter with you tell me, What's the matter with you?&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah, Hey, Hey) We can make our dreams come true,&lt;br /&gt;What's the matter with ya tell me, What's the matter with you tell me, What's the matter with you (Lalaladedadadadododoo).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-1108128911637634708?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/1108128911637634708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=1108128911637634708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/1108128911637634708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/1108128911637634708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/07/song-of-week-71910.html' title='Song of the Week 7/19/10'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-189015871065905004</id><published>2010-07-12T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T16:13:45.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 7/12/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bell Biv DeVoe - Poison&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah spot a man of freedom for a fact aah-aah uh-hum&lt;br /&gt;Poison you ready Ron I'm ready&lt;br /&gt;You ready Dave I'm ready Slick are you&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah break it down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl I must warn you&lt;br /&gt;I sense something strange in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yo situation is serious&lt;br /&gt;Let's cure it 'cause we're running out of time&lt;br /&gt;Mm mm tell 'em Rick it's all so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Relationships they seem from the start&lt;br /&gt;Yeah mm mm it's all so deadly&lt;br /&gt;When love is not together from the heart&lt;br /&gt;Mm mm check it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's driving me out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;That's why it's hard for me to find&lt;br /&gt;Can't get it outta my head&lt;br /&gt;Miss her, kiss her, love her, wrong move you're dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That girl is poison&lt;br /&gt;Never trust a big butt and smile&lt;br /&gt;That girl is poison poison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were you I'd take precaution&lt;br /&gt;Before I start to leave fly girl&lt;br /&gt;You know 'cause in some portions&lt;br /&gt;You'll think she's the best thing in the world&lt;br /&gt;She's so fly, she'll drive you right out of your mind&lt;br /&gt;Steal your heart when you're blind&lt;br /&gt;Beware she's schemin', she'll make you think you're dreamin'&lt;br /&gt;You'll fall in love and you'll be screamin' dreamin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poison deadly moving it slow&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a mellow fellow like DeVoe&lt;br /&gt;Getting paid laid so better lay low&lt;br /&gt;Schemin' on hots my end the pro show&lt;br /&gt;The low pro hot should be cut like an afro&lt;br /&gt;See what you're sayin' huh&lt;br /&gt;She's weighin' but I know she's a loser&lt;br /&gt;How do you know me and the crew used to do her&lt;br /&gt;Poison (x20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at the bar shake shakin' takin' 'em off&lt;br /&gt;And that night I played the wall&lt;br /&gt;Checkin' out the fellas the highs the lows&lt;br /&gt;Keepin' one eye open still clockin' 'em&lt;br /&gt;Still one particular girl that stood out from the rest&lt;br /&gt;Poison as can be how how is she&lt;br /&gt;Michael me and see and I'm runnin' the show&lt;br /&gt;Bell Biv DeVoe ha-ha ha-ha&lt;br /&gt;Now you know you're Slick blow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's driving me out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;That's why it's hard for me to find&lt;br /&gt;Can't get it outta my head&lt;br /&gt;Miss her, kiss her, love her, wrong move you're dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That girl is poison (Poison poison)&lt;br /&gt;Never trust a big butt and smile&lt;br /&gt;Poison (Poison poison)&lt;br /&gt;She's dangerous&lt;br /&gt;Poison&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah (poison) oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;(Poison poison)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear fellas you hear what I'm saying Mike&lt;br /&gt;Yeah baby dance for a fact&lt;br /&gt;What's happened to Ral-T and Johnny G and Bobby Brown&lt;br /&gt;You know who we mean crew&lt;br /&gt;(Poison)&lt;br /&gt;ah-ha ah-ha ah-ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-189015871065905004?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/189015871065905004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=189015871065905004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/189015871065905004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/189015871065905004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/07/song-of-week-71210.html' title='Song of the Week 7/12/10'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-9030075231933781854</id><published>2010-07-12T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T15:54:40.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 7/5/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Death Cab for Cutie - I Will Possess Your Heart&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish you could see the potential,&lt;br /&gt;the potential of you and me.&lt;br /&gt;It's like a book elegantly bound but,&lt;br /&gt;in a language that you can't read.&lt;br /&gt;Just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta spend some time, Love.&lt;br /&gt;You gotta spend some time with me.&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you'll find, love&lt;br /&gt;I will possess your heart.&lt;br /&gt;You gotta spend some time, Love.&lt;br /&gt;You gotta spend some time with me.&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you'll find, love&lt;br /&gt;I will possess your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are days when outside your window&lt;br /&gt;I see my reflection as I slowly pass,&lt;br /&gt;and I long for this mirrored perspective&lt;br /&gt;when we'll be lovers, lovers at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta spend some time, Love.&lt;br /&gt;You gotta spend some time with me.&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you'll find, love&lt;br /&gt;I will possess your heart.&lt;br /&gt;You gotta spend some time, Love.&lt;br /&gt;You gotta spend some time with me.&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you'll find, love&lt;br /&gt;I will possess your heart.&lt;br /&gt;I will possess your heart.&lt;br /&gt;I will possess your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You reject my... advances... and desperate pleas...&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you... let me down... so easily.&lt;br /&gt;So easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta spend some time, Love.&lt;br /&gt;You gotta spend some time with me.&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you'll find, love&lt;br /&gt;I will possess your heart.&lt;br /&gt;You gotta spend some time, Love.&lt;br /&gt;You gotta spend some time with me.&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you'll find, love&lt;br /&gt;I will possess your heart.&lt;br /&gt;You gotta spend some time, Love.&lt;br /&gt;You gotta spend some time with me.&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you'll find, love&lt;br /&gt;I will possess your heart.&lt;br /&gt;I will possess your heart.&lt;br /&gt;I will possess your heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-9030075231933781854?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/9030075231933781854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=9030075231933781854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/9030075231933781854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/9030075231933781854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/07/song-of-week-7510.html' title='Song of the Week 7/5/10'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-157168513098564748</id><published>2010-06-28T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T10:09:40.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 6/28/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Christina Aguilera - Vanity&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not cocky&lt;br /&gt;I just love myself&lt;br /&gt;Bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirror mirror on the wall&lt;br /&gt;Who's the flyest bitch of them all?&lt;br /&gt;Never mind, I am&lt;br /&gt;That bitch is so fucking pretty&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I am&lt;br /&gt;If I were her I would kiss me (hey!)&lt;br /&gt;Mirror mirror on the wall&lt;br /&gt;Hit up prince charming&lt;br /&gt;Tell him give me a call&lt;br /&gt;Never mind, screw him&lt;br /&gt;Cause I found somebody better&lt;br /&gt;Never mind, screw him&lt;br /&gt;I'll make myself so much wetter (wetter, wetter, wetter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day I see myself I love me even more (it's me I adore)&lt;br /&gt;Ain't nobody got shit on me, I'm the best for sure (ma chere amore!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V is for vanity, every time I look at me&lt;br /&gt;I turn myself on, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I turn myself on, yeah&lt;br /&gt;V is for vanity, thank you mom and daddy cause&lt;br /&gt;I turn myself on, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I turn myself on (get into it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirror mirror on the wall&lt;br /&gt;Who's the sexiest of them all&lt;br /&gt;Never mind, I am&lt;br /&gt;I am (oh she's so hot and sexy)&lt;br /&gt;(Ha!) Yeah I am, that's right&lt;br /&gt;No-no-no wonder she's cocky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirror mirror on the wall&lt;br /&gt;They call me stuck up, but I'm not at all&lt;br /&gt;Never mind, I am (I am)&lt;br /&gt;It's not my fault I'm the shit&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I am&lt;br /&gt;And I'm a bad ass bitch (hey!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day I see myself I love me even more (it's me I adore)&lt;br /&gt;Ain't nobody got shit on me, I'm the best for sure (are you ready for me?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V is for vanity, every time I look at me&lt;br /&gt;I turn myself on, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I turn myself on, yeah&lt;br /&gt;V is for vanity, thank you mom and daddy cause&lt;br /&gt;I turn myself on, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I turn myself on (get into it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No regrets&lt;br /&gt;Get into it&lt;br /&gt;No apologies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bam bam ba bam&lt;br /&gt;Bam bam ba bam&lt;br /&gt;And now I take myself to be my lawfully wedded bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the girls say&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'm vain, so what, so what&lt;br /&gt;All the boys say&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'm vain, so what, so what&lt;br /&gt;All the girls say&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we're vain, so what, so what&lt;br /&gt;Everybody say&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we're vain, so what AND WHAT (whoo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V is for vanity (yeah), every time I look at me&lt;br /&gt;I turn myself on, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I turn myself on, yeah&lt;br /&gt;V is for vanity, thank you mom and daddy cause&lt;br /&gt;I turn myself on, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I turn myself on (get into it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the shoe fits, wear it bitch&lt;br /&gt;If the shoe fits, wear it bitch&lt;br /&gt;If the shoe fits, wear it bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read my lips (muah!)&lt;br /&gt;I'm a vain bitch (hey!)&lt;br /&gt;Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't love no one else&lt;br /&gt;Love yourself&lt;br /&gt;And if they don't like it&lt;br /&gt;Tell 'em&lt;br /&gt;Get in line&lt;br /&gt;And kiss your ass bitch (muah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you baby (au revoir)&lt;br /&gt;That's right&lt;br /&gt;Let's go out like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirror mirror on the wall&lt;br /&gt;Who's the flyest of them all&lt;br /&gt;It's me, bow down get on your knees&lt;br /&gt;Where's my queens?&lt;br /&gt;Who reigns supreme?&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear you scream&lt;br /&gt;Whooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the legacy lives on&lt;br /&gt;Going strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us not forget&lt;br /&gt;Who owns the throne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Max:] You do mommy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-157168513098564748?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/157168513098564748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=157168513098564748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/157168513098564748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/157168513098564748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/06/song-of-week-62810.html' title='Song of the Week 6/28/10'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-2696582416201711589</id><published>2010-06-23T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T16:13:02.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labels</title><content type='html'>So lately I’ve been browsing thought guys profiles, and I’m starting to see a trend of guys labeling themselves as either gay, bi, straight curious, fem, or masculine. And on top of that people start to put themselves in boxes by saying that they will only talk to guys of a certain type. No wonder why the world does not accept LGBT people when they don't accept themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this black guy hit me up online and he was mad at me because he read my profile and it said that I like guys of all racial backgrounds. The convo when something likes this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: "hey whats up man?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "not a whole lot just chillin, listening to some music."&lt;br /&gt;Him: "Cool...so why do you like white guys, thats a waste man."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "haha I do like white guys as well as all other kinds of guys"&lt;br /&gt;Him: "Well i like you should like black guy, so whats good?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at his point I just stopped talking to him, his ignorance was too over whelming haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me it's all the same, no matter what type of "gay" you want to classify yourself as, we all like the same thing...PENIS haha so get over yourself and open your mind and hearts!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-8097446920640278474</id><published>2010-06-20T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T20:09:28.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 6/21/01</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Eminem - No Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw dirt on me and grow a wildflower&lt;br /&gt;But it's "fuck the world", get a child out her&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, my life a bitch, but you know nothing bout her&lt;br /&gt;Been to hell and back, I can show you vouchers&lt;br /&gt;I'm rolling Sweets, I'm smoking sour&lt;br /&gt;Married to the game but she broke her vows&lt;br /&gt;That's why my bars are full of broken bottles&lt;br /&gt;And my night stands are full of open Bibles&lt;br /&gt;I think about more than I forget&lt;br /&gt;But I don't go around fire expecting not to sweat&lt;br /&gt;And these ***** know I lay them down, make their bed&lt;br /&gt;Bitches try to kick me while I'm down: I'll break your leg&lt;br /&gt;Money outweighing problems on the triple beam&lt;br /&gt;I'm sticking to the script, you ***** skipping scenes&lt;br /&gt;Be good or be good at it&lt;br /&gt;Fucking right I've got my gun, semi-Cartermatic&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, put a dick in their mouth, so I guess it's "fuck what they say"&lt;br /&gt;I'm high as a bitch: up, up and away&lt;br /&gt;Man, I come down in a couple of days&lt;br /&gt;OK, you want me up in the cage, then I'll come out in beast mode&lt;br /&gt;I got this world stuck in the safe, combination is the G-code&lt;br /&gt;It's Weezy motherfucker, blood gang and I'm in bleed mode&lt;br /&gt;All about my dough but I don't even check the peephole&lt;br /&gt;So you can keep knocking but won't knock me down&lt;br /&gt;No love lost, no love found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Hook - Eminem &amp;amp; Lil Wayne]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a little too late to say that you're sorry now&lt;br /&gt;You kicked me when I was down&lt;br /&gt;Fuck what you say, just (don't hurt me, don't hurt me no more)&lt;br /&gt;That's right bitch: and I don't need you, don't want to see you&lt;br /&gt;Bitch you get (no love)&lt;br /&gt;You show me nothing but hate&lt;br /&gt;You ran me into the ground&lt;br /&gt;But what comes around goes around&lt;br /&gt;I don't need you (don't hurt me)&lt;br /&gt;You (don't hurt me no more)&lt;br /&gt;That's right, and I don't need you, don't want to see you&lt;br /&gt;You get (no love)&lt;br /&gt;Bitch you get (no love)&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;Get em&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Verse 2 - Eminem]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive again&lt;br /&gt;More alive than I have been in my whole entire life&lt;br /&gt;I can see these people's ears perk up as I begin&lt;br /&gt;To spaz with the pen, I'm a little bit sicker than most&lt;br /&gt;Shit's finna get thick again&lt;br /&gt;They say the competition is stiff&lt;br /&gt;But I get a hard dick from this shit, now stick it in&lt;br /&gt;I ain't never giving in again&lt;br /&gt;Cass to the wind, complete freedom&lt;br /&gt;Look at these rappers, how I treat them&lt;br /&gt;So why the fuck would I join them when I beat them&lt;br /&gt;They call me a freak because&lt;br /&gt;I like to spit on these pussies fore I eat them&lt;br /&gt;Man get these whack cocksuckers off stage&lt;br /&gt;Where the fuck is Kanye when you need him?&lt;br /&gt;Snatch the mic from him, bitch I'mma let you finish in a minute&lt;br /&gt;Yeah the rap is tight&lt;br /&gt;But I'm fucking with the greatest verse of all time&lt;br /&gt;So you might want to go back to the lab tonight and um&lt;br /&gt;Scribble out them rhymes you were going to spit&lt;br /&gt;And start over from scratch and write new ones&lt;br /&gt;But I'm afraid that it ain't gonna make no difference&lt;br /&gt;When I rip this stage and tear it in half tonight&lt;br /&gt;It's an adrenaline rush to feel the bass thump&lt;br /&gt;In the place all the way to the parking lot, fellow&lt;br /&gt;Set fire to the mic and ignite the crowd&lt;br /&gt;You can see the sparks from hot metal&lt;br /&gt;Cold-hearted from the day I Bogarted the game&lt;br /&gt;I so started to rock fellow&lt;br /&gt;When I'm not even in my harshest&lt;br /&gt;You can still get roasted because Marsh is not mellow&lt;br /&gt;Til I'm toppling from the top I'm not going to stop&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing on my Monopoly board&lt;br /&gt;That means I'm on top of my game and it don't stop&lt;br /&gt;Til my hip don't hop anymore&lt;br /&gt;When you so good that you can't say it&lt;br /&gt;Because it ain't even cool for you to sound cocky anymore&lt;br /&gt;People just get sick cause you spit&lt;br /&gt;These fools can't drool or dribble a drop anymore&lt;br /&gt;And you can never break my stride&lt;br /&gt;You never slow the momentum at any moment I'm about to blow&lt;br /&gt;You'll never take my pride&lt;br /&gt;Killing the flow, slow venom and the opponent&lt;br /&gt;Is getting no mercy, mark my words&lt;br /&gt;Ain't letting up, relentless&lt;br /&gt;I smell blood, I don't give a fuck: keep giving them hell&lt;br /&gt;Where was you when I fell and needed help up?&lt;br /&gt;You get no love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-8097446920640278474?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/8097446920640278474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-2044128367107397228</id><published>2010-06-20T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T20:01:41.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>song of the week 6/14/01</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Craig David - Walking Away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm walking away from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes some people get me wrong&lt;br /&gt;when it's something I've said or done&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you feel there is no fun&lt;br /&gt;that's why you turn and run&lt;br /&gt;but now I truly realise&lt;br /&gt;some people don't wanna compromise&lt;br /&gt;well I saw them with my own eyes spreading those lies&lt;br /&gt;and well I don't wanna live a lie, too many sleepless nights&lt;br /&gt;not mentioning the fights, I'm sorry to say lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm so tired baby&lt;br /&gt;things you say you're driving me away&lt;br /&gt;whispers in the powder room baby&lt;br /&gt;don't listen to the games they play&lt;br /&gt;girl I thought you'd realise&lt;br /&gt;I'm not like them other guys&lt;br /&gt;coz I saw them with my own eyes&lt;br /&gt;you should've been more wise&lt;br /&gt;and well I don't wanna live a lie, too many sleepless nights&lt;br /&gt;not mentioning the fights, I'm sorry to say lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-2044128367107397228?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/2044128367107397228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=2044128367107397228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/2044128367107397228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/2044128367107397228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/06/song-of-week-61401.html' title='song of the week 6/14/01'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-3160722787508039562</id><published>2010-06-10T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T06:46:00.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gay Flag Football</title><content type='html'>So I've been play flag football on this gay team, and so far I am having a blast. At first I was really hesitante to join, thinking it was going to be a bunch of "fags" running around acting like they know football. But as it turns out most of them actually know the sport. Its I wouldn't say heaven but its great to FINALLY find some actual jocks, a bunch of guys that I can relate to haha.  Finally some guys that do guy things, who like to play sports, be outside, be active, ect. I use to think those guys only exist online, and super far away haha.  Its great to know that I'm not so different and there are guys out there who like to do the thinks I like. Man I can't wait for the big tournament in chicago in a couple weeks!!!&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-3160722787508039562?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/3160722787508039562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=3160722787508039562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus: Hailey Williams]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars&lt;br /&gt;I could really use a wish right now wish right now wish right now&lt;br /&gt;Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars&lt;br /&gt;I could really use a wish right now wish right now wish right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Bridge:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;(oh oh oh oh)&lt;br /&gt;Of falling (mmm mmm mmm mmm)&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming (ooh oh oh oh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[B.o.B]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ya) Lets pretend like it's 98&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm eating lunch off of styrofoam trays&lt;br /&gt;Trying to be the next rapper comin out the A (A-town)&lt;br /&gt;Hoping for a record deal to ignore my pain (ya)&lt;br /&gt;Now lets pretend like I'm on the stage&lt;br /&gt;And when my beat drops everybody goes insane (woo)&lt;br /&gt;Okay&lt;br /&gt;And everybody know my name and everywhere I go people wanna hear me sing (oh)&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and I just dropped my new album on the first week I did Five-Hundred Thousand&lt;br /&gt;Gold in the spring and diamond in the fall and then a world tour just to top it all off&lt;br /&gt;And lets pretend like they called me the greatest selling out arenas with big ass stages&lt;br /&gt;And everybody loved me and noone ever hated&lt;br /&gt;Lets try to use imagination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lets pretend like this never happened (never)&lt;br /&gt;Like I never had dreams of being a rapper (rapper)&lt;br /&gt;Like I didn't write raps up in all of my classes&lt;br /&gt;Like I never used to run away into the blackness&lt;br /&gt;Now lets pretend like it was all good (good) like I didn't live staring in a notebook (notebook)&lt;br /&gt;Like I did the things that I probably knew I should (should)&lt;br /&gt;But I aint have neighbours thats why they call it hood (hood yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Now lets pretend like I aint got a name before they ever call me BOB aka Bobby ray&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking back before the mixtapes (yeah) before the videos and the deals and the fame&lt;br /&gt;Before the ever once compared me to andre before I ever got on myspace&lt;br /&gt;Before they ever noticed my face so lets just pretend and make wishes out of airplanes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Bridge II:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it seems like yesterday it was just a dream&lt;br /&gt;But those days are gone (gone gone) and just memories&lt;br /&gt;(oh oh)&lt;br /&gt;And it seems like yesterday it was just a dream&lt;br /&gt;But those days are gone (gone gone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Eminem]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright lets pretend Marshall Mathers never picked up a pen&lt;br /&gt;Lets pretend things would have been no different&lt;br /&gt;Pretend he procrastinated had no motivation&lt;br /&gt;Pretend he just made excuses that were so paper thin they could blow away with the wind&lt;br /&gt;Marshall you're never gonna make it makes no sense to play the game there ain't no way that you'll win&lt;br /&gt;Pretend he just stayed outside all day and played with his friends&lt;br /&gt;Pretend he even had a friend to say was his friend&lt;br /&gt;And it wasn't time to move and schools were changing again&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't socially awkward and just strange as a kid&lt;br /&gt;He had a father and his mother wasn't crazy as shit&lt;br /&gt;And he never dreamed he could rip stadiums and just lazy as shit&lt;br /&gt;Fuck a talent show in a gymnasium bitch you won't amount to shit quit daydreaming kid&lt;br /&gt;You need to get your cranium checked you thinking like an alien it just ain't realistic&lt;br /&gt;Now pretend they ain't just make him angry with this shit and there was no one he could even aim when he's pissed it&lt;br /&gt;And his alarm went off to wake him off but he didn't make it to the rap Olympics left to his plane and he missed it&lt;br /&gt;He's gon' have a hard time explaining to Hailey and Laney these food stamps and this WIC shit&lt;br /&gt;Cuz he never risked shit he hopes and he wished it but it didn't fall in his lap so he ain't even here&lt;br /&gt;He pretends that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Hailey Williams]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Airplanes in the night sky like shooting stars&lt;br /&gt;I could really use a wish right now wish right now wish right now&lt;br /&gt;Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars&lt;br /&gt;I could really use a wish right now wish right now wish right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh hmm oh oh oh ooo&lt;br /&gt;Uhu mm aalalalaa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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wrong&lt;br /&gt;when it's something I've said or done&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you feel there is no fun&lt;br /&gt;that's why you turn and run&lt;br /&gt;but now I truly realise&lt;br /&gt;some people don't wanna compromise&lt;br /&gt;well I saw them with my own eyes spreading those lies&lt;br /&gt;and well I don't wanna live a lie, too many sleepless nights&lt;br /&gt;not mentioning the fights, I'm sorry to say lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm so tired baby&lt;br /&gt;things you say you're driving me away&lt;br /&gt;whispers in the powder room baby&lt;br /&gt;don't listen to the games they play&lt;br /&gt;girl I thought you'd realise&lt;br /&gt;I'm not like them other guys&lt;br /&gt;coz I saw them with my own eyes&lt;br /&gt;you should've been more wise&lt;br /&gt;and well I don't wanna live a lie, too many sleepless nights&lt;br /&gt;not mentioning the fights, I'm sorry to say lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-7135174168174377085?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-5008907913296835505</id><published>2010-05-25T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T20:55:25.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 5/24/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Mattafix - I To You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;In so many ways&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a fighter I'm a lover&lt;br /&gt;This aint the old days I'm a 21st century brotha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you don't know&lt;br /&gt;Who I am&lt;br /&gt;You will never know&lt;br /&gt;You don't know, so you try to keep it on the down low&lt;br /&gt;Unless you wanna tell me when I ask you:&lt;br /&gt;Who am I to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama don't know&lt;br /&gt;Yo daddy aint sho&lt;br /&gt;Who am I to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody you know&lt;br /&gt;Passed me straight on the road&lt;br /&gt;Now I'd like to know who am I to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is going down&lt;br /&gt;An the streets are getting empty&lt;br /&gt;I'm a stranger in your town&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your friend if you would let me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you don't know&lt;br /&gt;Who I am&lt;br /&gt;You will never know&lt;br /&gt;You don't know, So you try to keep it on the down low&lt;br /&gt;Unless you wanna tell me when I ask you;&lt;br /&gt;Who I am to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama don't know&lt;br /&gt;Yo daddy and sho&lt;br /&gt;Who am I to you?&lt;br /&gt;(Who I, who I)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every body you know (Who I, who I)&lt;br /&gt;Passed me straight on the road (Who I, who I)&lt;br /&gt;Now id like to know (brotha)&lt;br /&gt;Who am I to you? (brotha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know&lt;br /&gt;Never know&lt;br /&gt;Don't know&lt;br /&gt;Down low&lt;br /&gt;Unless you&lt;br /&gt;Ask you&lt;br /&gt;Who I am to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama don't know&lt;br /&gt;Yo daddy aint sho&lt;br /&gt;Who I am to you?&lt;br /&gt;Everybody you know passed me straight on the road&lt;br /&gt;Now I'd like to know, Who I am to you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-5008907913296835505?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/5008907913296835505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-2318124998934643688</id><published>2010-05-25T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T20:52:03.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 5/17/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Alicia Keys - Wait Til You See My Smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the wind is blowing in your face&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes in life you don't see straight&lt;br /&gt;Pray to Him and He will show&lt;br /&gt;When your head is in a certain place&lt;br /&gt;Nobody around to make you safe&lt;br /&gt;Stand strong and you will grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;Wait till you see my smile&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;Wait till they see your smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't they love to see you down&lt;br /&gt;Kick you while you are in the ground&lt;br /&gt;Don't let emotions show&lt;br /&gt;People always speculate&lt;br /&gt;Don't let it get in your way&lt;br /&gt;They say things they don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you're doing better now&lt;br /&gt;Everybody comes around&lt;br /&gt;But you don't really need 'em&lt;br /&gt;'cause you're stronger and you're better&lt;br /&gt;And you're ready for whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus x2]&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-2318124998934643688?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-5050871033688493799</id><published>2010-05-13T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T03:42:31.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 5/10/10</title><content type='html'>Kevin Rudolf - "I Made It"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Birdman]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Cash Money Heroes&lt;br /&gt;Private Jets&lt;br /&gt;Polish, fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Kevin Rudolf]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look up to the sky&lt;br /&gt;and now the World is mine&lt;br /&gt;Ive known it all my life&lt;br /&gt;I made it, I made it!&lt;br /&gt;I used to dream about, the life Im living now&lt;br /&gt;I know that theres no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;I made it, I made it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Kevin Rudolf - Verse 1]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Known from the city where no one believed in me&lt;br /&gt;but I never give up the fight.&lt;br /&gt;Ya, but now on top.&lt;br /&gt;I told you to let it rock&lt;br /&gt;The moneys fallin from the sky-y-y-y-y&lt;br /&gt;I made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Birdman]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;YM&lt;br /&gt;CMB baby&lt;br /&gt;Birdman&lt;br /&gt;Swagged out&lt;br /&gt;100&lt;br /&gt;Rooftop, hella choppa burning smoke&lt;br /&gt;Louie bag stay strapped wit a priceless globe&lt;br /&gt;High life, flippin and get some more.&lt;br /&gt;Paradise, the luxury marble floor&lt;br /&gt;when i hit, hit me full of that cash&lt;br /&gt;More money than I seen in a garbage can&lt;br /&gt;Stunna island, money and the power&lt;br /&gt;thats how we do it, make it rain make it shower&lt;br /&gt;top floor, big timer doing big things&lt;br /&gt;over city views bought shawty new range&lt;br /&gt;flip another 100, poppin throwing hundreds&lt;br /&gt;in a new Bently, uptown stunna1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look up to the sky (TO THE SKY)&lt;br /&gt;and now the world is mine (THE WORLD IS MINE)&lt;br /&gt;Ive known it all my life (all my lifeeeeee)&lt;br /&gt;I made it, I made it!&lt;br /&gt;I used to dream about, the life im living now (ooooo)&lt;br /&gt;I know that theres no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;I made it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Jay Sean]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo I made it&lt;br /&gt;I made it&lt;br /&gt;I made It&lt;br /&gt;I made it&lt;br /&gt;Yo ay Ay ay listen&lt;br /&gt;see i dont live for glamour,and I dont care for fame&lt;br /&gt;im in this for the love of the game&lt;br /&gt;funny how things can change&lt;br /&gt;they didnt believe in me&lt;br /&gt;then they calling my name&lt;br /&gt;now look who cashed in&lt;br /&gt;they didnt wanna know me back then&lt;br /&gt;but ever since I don gon platinum&lt;br /&gt;everything turned around&lt;br /&gt;and now the sky is falling downnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Lil' Wayne]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came from the gutter, lookin like my motha&lt;br /&gt;made it to the goal line, straight out the huddle&lt;br /&gt;cash money goldmine, weezy stay loyal&lt;br /&gt;boy we getting money like we just found oil&lt;br /&gt;uh and thats word to my red flag&lt;br /&gt;I live first and leave the bullshit dead last&lt;br /&gt;I lay it down so hard I got a bedrash&lt;br /&gt;And I just tell em to loaf it when the bread pass&lt;br /&gt;Staring at you from the top of the game man&lt;br /&gt;I might drop the World if I change hands&lt;br /&gt;uh it feel good to be here, Weezy in the building got this bitch rebuilt&lt;br /&gt;Young Money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look to the skyyy!!&lt;br /&gt;I made it!&lt;br /&gt;Ooo!&lt;br /&gt;made it, I made it&lt;br /&gt;yes I did&lt;br /&gt;yes I did&lt;br /&gt;yes I did&lt;br /&gt;yes I did&lt;br /&gt;yes I did&lt;br /&gt;I made it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-5050871033688493799?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/5050871033688493799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=5050871033688493799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/5050871033688493799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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it&lt;br /&gt;We made it even though we had our backs&lt;br /&gt;Up against the wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Busta Rhymes]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See a nigga survived the worst&lt;br /&gt;But my life is glorious (uh!)&lt;br /&gt;But I know that I leaped every hurdle&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so victorious (uh!)&lt;br /&gt;Take a look I'm a symbol of greatness&lt;br /&gt;Now call a nigga Morpheus (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;As force securin' the win, but they&lt;br /&gt;Believe I'm so notorious (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;You know that I've been 'bout my bread&lt;br /&gt;Even though we rappin' now (yes)&lt;br /&gt;We used to live on the strip even though&lt;br /&gt;A nigga higher level trappin' now (oh!)&lt;br /&gt;Superseded everyone of my little struggles and (uh!)&lt;br /&gt;So your head never ever been an option (trust)&lt;br /&gt;A nigga paper long like rush hour traffic&lt;br /&gt;And I'm about to take the hood shoppin' (get it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus: Chester Bennington (Busta Rhymes)]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together we made it (you see we did it niggas)&lt;br /&gt;We made it even though we had our backs&lt;br /&gt;Up against the wall (come on)&lt;br /&gt;Forever we waited (ah hah)&lt;br /&gt;And they told us we were never gonna&lt;br /&gt;Get it But we took it on the road&lt;br /&gt;(To the riches)&lt;br /&gt;on the road&lt;br /&gt;(To the ghetto)&lt;br /&gt;on the road&lt;br /&gt;(In the projects, to this bangin' instrumental)&lt;br /&gt;on the road&lt;br /&gt;(Rise with me)&lt;br /&gt;on the road&lt;br /&gt;(Come and get it)&lt;br /&gt;on the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Mike Shinoda]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo&lt;br /&gt;When it all got started we were steadily&lt;br /&gt;Just getting rejected&lt;br /&gt;And it seemed like nothin' we could do&lt;br /&gt;would ever get us respected&lt;br /&gt;At best we were stressed at the worst&lt;br /&gt;They probably said we're pathetic&lt;br /&gt;Had all the pieces to that puzzle&lt;br /&gt;Just the way to connect it&lt;br /&gt;I was fighting through every rhyme&lt;br /&gt;Tightening up every line&lt;br /&gt;Never restin' the question if I&lt;br /&gt;Was out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;It finally came time to do it and let it die&lt;br /&gt;So we put the chips on the table and&lt;br /&gt;Told them to let it ride, sing it (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus: Chester Bennington (Busta Rhymes)]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together we made it (you see we did it niggas)&lt;br /&gt;We made it even though we had our backs&lt;br /&gt;Up against the wall (come on)&lt;br /&gt;Forever we waited (ah hah)&lt;br /&gt;And they told us we were never gonna&lt;br /&gt;Get it But we took it on the road&lt;br /&gt;(To the riches)&lt;br /&gt;on the road&lt;br /&gt;(To the ghetto)&lt;br /&gt;on the road&lt;br /&gt;(In the projects, to this bangin' instrumental)&lt;br /&gt;on the road&lt;br /&gt;(Rise with me)&lt;br /&gt;on the road&lt;br /&gt;(Come and get it)&lt;br /&gt;on the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you misunderstand exactly what I'm buildin'&lt;br /&gt;This shit that I can leave for&lt;br /&gt;My children's (children's) children's (children)&lt;br /&gt;Now on the wake up I smile, to see how far I've come (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Fighting for sales when I'm stripped&lt;br /&gt;To negate the hustle from (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;From nights in jail on a bench using my muscles son (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;To countin' money like Dre and Jimmy and Russel was (yeah nigga)&lt;br /&gt;But now I live when I dream, you see we finally did it (oh!)&lt;br /&gt;Let's make a toast to the hustle&lt;br /&gt;Regardless how you get it, sing it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus: Chester Bennington (Busta Rhymes)]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together we made it (you see we did it niggas)&lt;br /&gt;We made it even though we had our backs&lt;br /&gt;Up against the wall (come on)&lt;br /&gt;Forever we waited (ah hah)&lt;br /&gt;And they told us we were never gonna&lt;br /&gt;Get it But we took it on the road&lt;br /&gt;(To the riches)&lt;br /&gt;on the road&lt;br /&gt;(To the ghetto)&lt;br /&gt;on the road&lt;br /&gt;(In the projects, to this bangin' instrumental)&lt;br /&gt;on the road&lt;br /&gt;(Rise with me)&lt;br /&gt;on the road&lt;br /&gt;(Come and get it)&lt;br /&gt;on the road &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-2418631165781951410?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/2418631165781951410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-295969586619320360</id><published>2010-04-28T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T10:11:25.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 4/26/10</title><content type='html'>Graduation is just around the corner!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Goapele - Closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closer to my dreams&lt;br /&gt;It's coming over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gettin' higher&lt;br /&gt;Closer to my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting higher and higher&lt;br /&gt;Feel it in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some times it feels like I'll never go pass here&lt;br /&gt;Some times it feels like I'm stuck forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm going higher&lt;br /&gt;Closer to my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I'm goin' higher and higher&lt;br /&gt;I can almost reach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some times you just have to let it go (Let it go, let it go)&lt;br /&gt;Leaving all my fears to burn down&lt;br /&gt;Push them all away so I can move on&lt;br /&gt;Closer to my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Feel it all over my being&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes and see what you believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy as long as we're apart&lt;br /&gt;Then I'm moving on to my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be moving higher (Moving higher)&lt;br /&gt;Closer to my dreams&lt;br /&gt;And higher and higher, higher&lt;br /&gt;Feel it in my being (I can feel it flow around me)&lt;br /&gt;I know that I could not go alone (No, no)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm moving higher (Higher), oh...&lt;br /&gt;I'm going higher and higher and higher (Higher and&lt;br /&gt;Higher)&lt;br /&gt;Closer to my dreams (Higher and higher, oh...oh...)&lt;br /&gt;I'm moving upward and onward and beyond all I can see&lt;br /&gt;(Stretching out my arms so I can reach)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels so close it's like i can just reach&lt;br /&gt;I can feel my dreams (Closer to my dreams)&lt;br /&gt;I'm moving closer to my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I'm moving (Higher and higher) higher and higher&lt;br /&gt;(Higher and higher)&lt;br /&gt;Moving higher, oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some times it feels like you never gon'change (Never gon'change)&lt;br /&gt;But you never choose to walk away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-295969586619320360?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/295969586619320360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=295969586619320360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Lets Go Crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#444433;"&gt;Dearly beloved&lt;br /&gt;We are gathered here today&lt;br /&gt;2 get through this thing called life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Electric word life&lt;br /&gt;It means forever and that's a mighty long time&lt;br /&gt;But I'm here 2 tell u&lt;br /&gt;There's something else&lt;br /&gt;The afterworld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A world of never ending happiness&lt;br /&gt;U can always see the sun, day or night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when u call up that shrink in Beverly Hills&lt;br /&gt;U know the one - Dr Everything'll Be Alright&lt;br /&gt;Instead of asking him how much of your time is left&lt;br /&gt;Ask him how much of your mind, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz in this life&lt;br /&gt;Things are much harder than in the afterworld&lt;br /&gt;In this life&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if de-elevator tries 2 bring u down&lt;br /&gt;Go crazy - punch a higher floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u don't like the world you're living in&lt;br /&gt;Take a look around u&lt;br /&gt;At least u got friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U see I called my old lady&lt;br /&gt;4 a friendly word&lt;br /&gt;She picked up the phone&lt;br /&gt;Dropped it on the floor&lt;br /&gt;(Sex, sex) is all I heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we gonna let de-elevator&lt;br /&gt;Bring us down&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no Let's Go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go crazy&lt;br /&gt;Let's get nuts&lt;br /&gt;Let's look 4 the purple banana&lt;br /&gt;'Til they put us in the truck, let's go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all excited&lt;br /&gt;But we don't know why&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's cuz&lt;br /&gt;We're all gonna die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we do (When we do)&lt;br /&gt;What's it all 4 (What's it all 4)&lt;br /&gt;U better live now&lt;br /&gt;Before the grim reaper come knocking on your door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, are we gonna let de-elevator bring us down&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no let's go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go crazy&lt;br /&gt;Let's get nuts&lt;br /&gt;Look 4 the purple banana&lt;br /&gt;'Til they put us in the truck, let's go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon baby&lt;br /&gt;Let's get nuts&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we gonna let de-elevator bring us down&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no let's go!&lt;br /&gt;Go crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said let's go crazy (Go crazy)&lt;br /&gt;Let's go, let's go&lt;br /&gt;Go&lt;br /&gt;Let's go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Everything'll be alright&lt;br /&gt;Will make everything go wrong&lt;br /&gt;Pills and thrills and dafodills will kill&lt;br /&gt;Hang tough children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's coming&lt;br /&gt;He's coming&lt;br /&gt;Coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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4/19/10'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-1108477400611703977</id><published>2010-04-12T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T11:25:48.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 4/12/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hoobastank - "The Reason"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a perfect person&lt;br /&gt;There's many things I wish I didn't do&lt;br /&gt;But I continue learning&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to do those things to you&lt;br /&gt;And so I have to say before I go&lt;br /&gt;That I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found out a reason for me&lt;br /&gt;To change who I used to be&lt;br /&gt;A reason to start over new&lt;br /&gt;and the reason is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I hurt you&lt;br /&gt;It's something I must live with everyday&lt;br /&gt;And all the pain I put you through&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could take it all away&lt;br /&gt;And be the one who catches all your tears&lt;br /&gt;Thats why i need you to hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found out a reason for me&lt;br /&gt;To change who I used to be&lt;br /&gt;A reason to start over new&lt;br /&gt;and the reason is You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the reason is You &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a perfect person&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to do those things to you&lt;br /&gt;And so I have to say before I go&lt;br /&gt;That I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found out a reason for me&lt;br /&gt;To change who I used to be&lt;br /&gt;A reason to start over new&lt;br /&gt;and the reason is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found a reason to show&lt;br /&gt;A side of me you didn't know&lt;br /&gt;A reason for all that I do&lt;br /&gt;And the reason is you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-1108477400611703977?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/1108477400611703977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=1108477400611703977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/1108477400611703977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/1108477400611703977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/04/song-of-week-41210.html' title='Song of the Week 4/12/10'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-7221052459158714586</id><published>2010-04-09T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T08:24:31.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FML</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday April 4th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.15pm - Tire goes plat while pickinh up my brother from work. I have a donut, but i have no car jack. So we call one of my brother's friends to bring us a Jack. He says that he will bring it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:45pm - We Call his friend back trying to figure out what is taking him so long, and come to find out that he didn't even l;eave the house yet. Now he wants gas money to come out and help us. So i say yeah i'll give him some money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:05pm - We call him back again and now he says that he we should call somebody else...now im like WTF if you didn't want to come you should have told us the first time. But now my brother's phone dies and we can not call anybody else. So now we have to wait for people to get out of church to come get us, because i only have $20 on me and that's not going to get you anything with the towing people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:30pm - Mom and grandmom comes from church with her jack...but her jack was missing a piece so we could not use it. So my grandmother calls AAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:48pm - Tow Truck guy gets here, jacks up the car, and takes off the tire. We go to put the donut on and....it does not Fit!!!! LOL like really now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:00pm - WE get the car towed to my parents house, and since it is easter i have to wait until monday to get a new tire, so im not stuck in Ypsilanti all night :-( I had to call work to tell them that i was not going to make it and they started laughing lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday April 5th &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;8:15am - I go to the auto store to get a jack ($29)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:00am - Take my brother to work in my moms car haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:00am - Went to the tire place to buy a new tire ($110)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:30pm - Finally get the tire and i take it to my parents house to put in on the car. As i get ready to put it on the car, the Jack collapse...you know the one i just bought...WOW so its broken now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:30pm - My dad gets home from work and tries to find his jack but can't so he says fuck it i'll just buy a new one lol. so we go buy another jack ($80)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:00pm - Finally get the new tire on the Car!!!! I start to pack the Car with all my stuff and in the process the Key falls off my key chain LMFAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:32pm - I finally find the key and take off back to Campus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:45pm - I make it back to campus just in time for my last class of the day...wow what a day lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-7221052459158714586?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/7221052459158714586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=7221052459158714586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/7221052459158714586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/7221052459158714586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/04/fml.html' title='FML'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-4723268948549861035</id><published>2010-04-06T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T07:54:20.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 4/5/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;USHER - "Hey Daddy (Daddy's Home)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Baby, I just wanna get your attention&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna be all up in your head&lt;br /&gt;Cause when I got you're gonna wanna get some yeah&lt;br /&gt;But girl that's only if you ain't scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I won't knock or ring no bells&lt;br /&gt;You just float bottom up in the air&lt;br /&gt;I'll get you hot, I know you oh so well&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm walk in, all that I wanna hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is you say Daddy's home, Daddy's home for me&lt;br /&gt;And I know you've been waiting for this love in your day&lt;br /&gt;You know your daddy's home (daddy's home), and it's time to play (so it's time to play)&lt;br /&gt;So you ain't got to give my loving away&lt;br /&gt;So all my ladies say hey hey hey daddy&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey daddy&lt;br /&gt;So all my ladies say hey hey hey daddy&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't gotta do a lot of flexes&lt;br /&gt;Shorty you already know what it is&lt;br /&gt;And girl tonight we're gonna do a lot of sexin'&lt;br /&gt;Can't nobody do your body like this ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't knock or ring no bells&lt;br /&gt;You just float bottom up in the air&lt;br /&gt;Said I'll get you hot, I know you oh so well&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm walk in all that I wanna hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is you say Daddy's home, home for me&lt;br /&gt;And I know you've been waiting for this love in your day&lt;br /&gt;You know your daddy's home (daddy's home), it's time to play (so it's time to play)&lt;br /&gt;So you ain't got to give my loving away&lt;br /&gt;So all my ladies say hey hey hey daddy (daddy know what you like)&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey daddy&lt;br /&gt;So all my ladies say hey hey hey daddy&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poke it on out poke it out right there&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fall back while you work that chair&lt;br /&gt;Do that damn thing let the neighbors hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poke it on out poke it out right there&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fall back let you work that chair&lt;br /&gt;Do that damn thing all I wanna hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is you say Daddy's home, home for me&lt;br /&gt;And I know you've been waiting for this love in your day&lt;br /&gt;You know your daddy's home (daddy's home), it's time to play (so it's time to play)&lt;br /&gt;So you ain't got to give my loving away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's home, home for me&lt;br /&gt;And I know you've been waiting for this love in your day&lt;br /&gt;You know your daddy's home (daddy's home), it's time to play (so it's time to play)&lt;br /&gt;So you ain't got to give my loving away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all my ladies say hey hey hey daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey daddy (call me daddy babe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all my ladies say hey hey hey daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey daddy know what you like yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-4723268948549861035?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/4723268948549861035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=4723268948549861035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/4723268948549861035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/4723268948549861035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/04/usher-hey-daddy-daddys-home-baby-i-just.html' title='Song of the Week 4/5/10'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-9159903000564106514</id><published>2010-03-31T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T21:40:33.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loose Lips Sink Ships</title><content type='html'>OK I am starting to get pissed off with people that feel that it is their right to tell everybody your business. So a Friend asked me earlier in the semester if I was gay. So i told her yes i was, and now she just can't keep her mouth shut and is telling everybody she knows. I go to a party and i am approached by a group of people who asked me, " Hey Jax is it true...is the rumor that you are gay true?" And I'm like WTF, why is this even a topic, and who is telling you all this. I was so pissed when i walked into the house her drunk as was just a yapping at the mouth. I wanted to ring her neck, not because i want to keep it in the closet, but because i trusted her. This is my life, if there should be anybody telling people that i am gay it should be me. I feel that is very disrespectful when people do not think before they talk, and respect the privacy of others!&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-9159903000564106514?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/9159903000564106514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=9159903000564106514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/9159903000564106514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Everyone exaggerates a tiny little bit&lt;br /&gt;To make that shit sound more gangster than it really is&lt;br /&gt;You cant appear weak man&lt;br /&gt;We wanna hear street&lt;br /&gt;Wanna hear you spit your thug over this here beat&lt;br /&gt;Dont take it as sarcastic&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;Im telling you&lt;br /&gt;You can call my bluff&lt;br /&gt;If it's not rough, then I really don't need it&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even ashamed&lt;br /&gt;I got too much reality thats filling up my brain&lt;br /&gt;so sell me on that chronic, I'm addicted to the game&lt;br /&gt;Suck it up like a cigarette, light it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just like a cigarette, its something that I do&lt;br /&gt;Once in awhile but between me and you&lt;br /&gt;Its just like a cigarette Nobody's really fooled&lt;br /&gt;I dont want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you something that I realized tonight&lt;br /&gt;My hip hop radio is like marlboro lights&lt;br /&gt;They're both selling stories and they sound about the same&lt;br /&gt;Cigarettes say their safe, wrappers claim they really bang&lt;br /&gt;We dont care if it's true when we lay the money down&lt;br /&gt;We don't believe the words, we just love the way they sound&lt;br /&gt;They're acting like we're idiots, They're lying to our face&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we are idiots, we buy it anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm runnin out to get the next rapper's CD&lt;br /&gt;Just suckin up the guns, drugs, and misogyny&lt;br /&gt;The same way that I suck up all the stories&lt;br /&gt;When I breathe that little bit of death supposedly cancer-free and&lt;br /&gt;Everything they say's got the truth twisted up&lt;br /&gt;But twisted up's what I want man, I can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;Cuz even though we know it's all just a big bluff&lt;br /&gt;We just light another up, what&lt;br /&gt;We don't give a fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just like a cigarette, its something that I do&lt;br /&gt;Once in awhile but between me and you&lt;br /&gt;Its just like a cigarette Nobody's really fooled&lt;br /&gt;I dont want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just like a cigarette, its something that I do&lt;br /&gt;Over and over but between me and you&lt;br /&gt;Its just like a cigarette Nobody's really fooled&lt;br /&gt;I dont want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the words, Listen for awhile&lt;br /&gt;Lip Service radio, dont touch the dial&lt;br /&gt;If you're in the car&lt;br /&gt;Turn up the track man&lt;br /&gt;Give the whole neighborhood some second hand rap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matter of fact&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the words, Listen for awhile&lt;br /&gt;Lip Service radio, dont touch the dial&lt;br /&gt;If you're in the car&lt;br /&gt;Turn up the track man&lt;br /&gt;Give the whole neighborhood some second hand rap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just like a cigarette, its something that I do&lt;br /&gt;Once in awhile but between me and you&lt;br /&gt;Its just like a cigarette Nobody's really fooled&lt;br /&gt;I dont want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just like a cigarette, its something that I do&lt;br /&gt;Over and over but between me and you&lt;br /&gt;Its just like a cigarette Nobody's really fooled&lt;br /&gt;I dont want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool &lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-6183096369572189158?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/6183096369572189158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=6183096369572189158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/6183096369572189158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/6183096369572189158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/03/song-of-week-32910.html' title='Song of the Week 3/29/10'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-318393403610326174</id><published>2010-03-17T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T06:06:39.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week  3/15/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Jimmy Eat World - "Sweetness" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're listening&lt;br /&gt;Whoa...&lt;br /&gt;Sing it back&lt;br /&gt;Whoa...&lt;br /&gt;String from your tether unwinds (echo)&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, Whoa&lt;br /&gt;Up and outward to bind (echo)&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, Whoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was spinning free&lt;br /&gt;Whoa..&lt;br /&gt;With a little sweet and simple numbing me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you listening?&lt;br /&gt;Whoa...&lt;br /&gt;Sing it back&lt;br /&gt;Whoa...&lt;br /&gt;So tell me what do I need? (echo)&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, Whoa&lt;br /&gt;When words lose their meaning? (echo)&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, Whoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was spinning free&lt;br /&gt;Whoa...&lt;br /&gt;With a little sweet and Simple numbing me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stumble till you crawl&lt;br /&gt;Whoa&lt;br /&gt;Sinking into sweet uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooooo, oooooo, oooooo, oooooo&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh, ahhhhh, ahhhhh, ahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you listening(echo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're listening&lt;br /&gt;Whoa...(If you're listening, are you listening?)&lt;br /&gt;Sing it back&lt;br /&gt;Whoa...(If you're listening, are you listening?)&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still running away (echo)&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, Whoa (echo)&lt;br /&gt;I won't play your hide and seek game (echo)&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, Whoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was spinning free&lt;br /&gt;Whoa...&lt;br /&gt;With a little sweet and simple numbing me.&lt;br /&gt;What a dizzy dance&lt;br /&gt;Whoa...&lt;br /&gt;Ah, ah, ah&lt;br /&gt;This sweetness will not be concerned with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa... (in background echoing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oooh)&lt;br /&gt;No, the sweetness will not be concerned with me&lt;br /&gt;(oooh)&lt;br /&gt;(oooh)&lt;br /&gt;No, the sweetness will not be concerned with me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-318393403610326174?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/318393403610326174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=318393403610326174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/318393403610326174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/318393403610326174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/03/song-of-week-31510.html' title='Song of the Week  3/15/10'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-7115436432302531028</id><published>2010-03-17T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T06:02:55.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 3/8/10</title><content type='html'>In Honor of Spring Break LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sisqo - "The Thong Song"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thing right here&lt;br /&gt;Is lettin all the ladies know&lt;br /&gt;What guys talk about&lt;br /&gt;You know&lt;br /&gt;The finer things in life&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Check it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh dat dress so scandalous&lt;br /&gt;And ya know another nigga couldn't handle it&lt;br /&gt;See ya shakin that thang like who's da ish&lt;br /&gt;With a look in ya eye so devilish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh&lt;br /&gt;Ya like to dance at all the hip hop spots&lt;br /&gt;And ya cruise to the crews like connect da dots&lt;br /&gt;Not just urban she likes the pop&lt;br /&gt;Cuz she was livin la vida loca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[BRIDGE]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had dumps like a truck truck truck&lt;br /&gt;Thighs like what what what&lt;br /&gt;Baby move your butt butt butt&lt;br /&gt;Uh&lt;br /&gt;I think to sing it again&lt;br /&gt;She had dumps like a truck truck truck&lt;br /&gt;Thighs like what what what&lt;br /&gt;All night long&lt;br /&gt;Let me see that thong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it when the beat goes da na da na&lt;br /&gt;Baby make your booty go da na da na&lt;br /&gt;Girl I know you wanna show da na da na&lt;br /&gt;That thong th thong thong thong&lt;br /&gt;I like it when the beat goes da na da na&lt;br /&gt;Baby make your booty go da na da na&lt;br /&gt;Girl I know you wanna show da na da na&lt;br /&gt;That thong th thong thong thong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That girl so scandalous&lt;br /&gt;And I know another nigga couldn't handle it&lt;br /&gt;And she shakin that thang like who's da ish&lt;br /&gt;With a look in her eye so devilish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh&lt;br /&gt;She like to dance at all the hip hop spots&lt;br /&gt;And she cruise to the crews like connect da dots&lt;br /&gt;Not just urban she likes the pop&lt;br /&gt;Cuz she was livin la vida loca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[BRIDGE]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[CHORUS (2x)]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoaaa&lt;br /&gt;That dress so scandalous&lt;br /&gt;And I swear another nigga couldn't handle it&lt;br /&gt;See ya shakin that thang like who's da ish&lt;br /&gt;With a look in her eye so devilish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Whoa)&lt;br /&gt;Uh ya like to dance at all the hip hop spots&lt;br /&gt;And ya cruise to the crews like connect da dots&lt;br /&gt;Not just urban ya like the pop&lt;br /&gt;Cuz she was livin la vida loca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Whoa)&lt;br /&gt;She had dumps like a truck truck truck&lt;br /&gt;Thighs like what what what&lt;br /&gt;Baby move your butt butt butt&lt;br /&gt;(Ooh)&lt;br /&gt;Uh think to sing it again&lt;br /&gt;Cuz she had dumps like a truck truck truck&lt;br /&gt;Thighs like what what what&lt;br /&gt;Baby move your butt butt butt&lt;br /&gt;Uh think to sing it again&lt;br /&gt;Come on&lt;br /&gt;Come on&lt;br /&gt;Come on&lt;br /&gt;Come on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhhh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[CHORUS (3x)]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa&lt;br /&gt;Uh alright&lt;br /&gt;Uh whoa yeah&lt;br /&gt;Ooh&lt;br /&gt;Whoa&lt;br /&gt;(Like it when the beat goes da na da na)&lt;br /&gt;(Baby make your booty go da na da na)&lt;br /&gt;(Girl I know you wanna show da na da na)&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;(That thong th thong thong thong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I like it when the beat goes da na da na)&lt;br /&gt;(Baby make your booty go da na da na)&lt;br /&gt;(Girl I know you wanna show da na da na)&lt;br /&gt;(That thong th thong thong thong)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-7115436432302531028?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/7115436432302531028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-3503839782161537743</id><published>2010-03-01T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T11:14:36.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 3/01/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Red Hot Chili Peppers - "Can't Stop"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#444433;"&gt;Can't stop addicted to the  shin dig&lt;br /&gt;Cop top he says I'm gonna win big&lt;br /&gt;Choose not a life of imitation&lt;br /&gt;Distant cousin to the reservation&lt;br /&gt;Defunkt the pistol that you pay for&lt;br /&gt;This punk the feeling that you stay for&lt;br /&gt;In time I want to be your best friend&lt;br /&gt;Eastside love is living on the westend&lt;br /&gt;Knock out but boy you better come to&lt;br /&gt;Don't die you know the truth is some do&lt;br /&gt;Go write your message on the pavement&lt;br /&gt;Burnin' so bright I wonder what the wave meant&lt;br /&gt;White heat is screaming in the jungle&lt;br /&gt;Complete the motion if you stumble&lt;br /&gt;Go ask the dust for any answers&lt;br /&gt;Come back strong with 50 belly dancers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;The world I love&lt;br /&gt;The tears I drop&lt;br /&gt;To be part of&lt;br /&gt;The wave can't stop&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder if it's all for you&lt;br /&gt;The world I love&lt;br /&gt;The trains I hop&lt;br /&gt;To be part of&lt;br /&gt;The wave can't stop&lt;br /&gt;Come and tell me when it's time to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetheart is bleeding in the snowcone&lt;br /&gt;So smart she's leading me to ozone&lt;br /&gt;Music the great communicator&lt;br /&gt;Use two sticks to make it in the nature&lt;br /&gt;I'll get you into penetration&lt;br /&gt;The gender of a generation&lt;br /&gt;The birth of every other nation&lt;br /&gt;Worth your weight the gold of meditation&lt;br /&gt;This chapter's going to be a close one&lt;br /&gt;Smoke rings I know your going to blow one&lt;br /&gt;All on a spaceship persevering&lt;br /&gt;Use my hands for everything but steering&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop the spirits when they need you&lt;br /&gt;Mop tops are happy when they feed you&lt;br /&gt;J. Butterfly is in the treetop&lt;br /&gt;Birds that blow the meaning into bebop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute I'm passing out&lt;br /&gt;Win or lose just like you&lt;br /&gt;Far more shocking&lt;br /&gt;Than anything i ever knew&lt;br /&gt;How about you&lt;br /&gt;10 more reasons&lt;br /&gt;Why i need somebody new just like you&lt;br /&gt;Far more shocking than anything I ever knew&lt;br /&gt;Right on cue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop addicted to the shin dig&lt;br /&gt;Cop top he says I'm gonna win big&lt;br /&gt;Choose not a life of imitation&lt;br /&gt;Distant cousin to the reservation&lt;br /&gt;Defunkt the pistol that you pay for&lt;br /&gt;This punk the feeling that you stay for&lt;br /&gt;In time I want to be your best friend&lt;br /&gt;Eastside love is living on the westend&lt;br /&gt;Knock out but boy you better come to&lt;br /&gt;Don't die you know the truth is some do&lt;br /&gt;Go write your message on the pavement&lt;br /&gt;Burnin' so bright I wonder what the wave meant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kick start the golden generator&lt;br /&gt;Sweet talk but don't intimidate her&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop the gods from engineering&lt;br /&gt;Feel no need for any interfering&lt;br /&gt;Your image in the dictionary&lt;br /&gt;This life is more than ordinary&lt;br /&gt;Can I get 2 maybe even 3 of these&lt;br /&gt;Come from space&lt;br /&gt;To teach you of the pliedes&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop the spirits when they need you&lt;br /&gt;This life is more than just a read thru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-3503839782161537743?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/3503839782161537743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=3503839782161537743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/3503839782161537743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/3503839782161537743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/03/song-of-week-30110.html' title='Song of the Week 3/01/10'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-6999071762966493901</id><published>2010-03-01T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T11:12:09.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 2/22/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Nirvana - "Smells Like Teen Spirit"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Load up on guns and bring your friends&lt;br /&gt;It's fun to lose and to  pretend&lt;br /&gt;She's over-bored and self-assured&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, I know a dirty  word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, hello, hello, how low?&lt;br /&gt;Hello, hello, hello, how  low?&lt;br /&gt;Hello, hello, hello, how low?&lt;br /&gt;Hello, hello, hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With  the lights out, it's less dangerous&lt;br /&gt;Here we are now, entertain us&lt;br /&gt;I  feel stupid and contagious&lt;br /&gt;Here we are now, entertain us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  mulatto, an albino&lt;br /&gt;A mosquito, my libido&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, hey, yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm  worse at what I do best&lt;br /&gt;And for this gift I feel blessed&lt;br /&gt;Our  little group has always been&lt;br /&gt;And always will until the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello,  hello, hello, how low?&lt;br /&gt;Hello, hello, hello, how low?&lt;br /&gt;Hello,  hello, hello, how low?&lt;br /&gt;Hello, hello, hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the lights  out, it's less dangerous&lt;br /&gt;Here we are now, entertain us&lt;br /&gt;I feel  stupid and contagious&lt;br /&gt;Here we are now, entertain us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mulatto,  an albino&lt;br /&gt;A mosquito, my libido&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, hey, yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I  forget just why I taste&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile&lt;br /&gt;I found  it hard, it's hard to find&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, whatever, nevermind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello,  hello, hello, how low?&lt;br /&gt;Hello, hello, hello, how low?&lt;br /&gt;Hello,  hello, hello, how low?&lt;br /&gt;Hello, hello, hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the lights  out, it's less dangerous&lt;br /&gt;Here we are now, entertain us&lt;br /&gt;I feel  stupid and contagious&lt;br /&gt;Here we are now, entertain us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mulatto,  an albino&lt;br /&gt;A mosquito, my libido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A denial, a denial&lt;br /&gt;A  denial, a denial&lt;br /&gt;A denial, a denial&lt;br /&gt;A denial, a denial&lt;br /&gt;A denial&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-6999071762966493901?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/6999071762966493901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=6999071762966493901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/6999071762966493901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/6999071762966493901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/03/song-of-week-22210.html' title='Song of the Week 2/22/10'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-1283426028289798589</id><published>2010-02-15T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T13:53:37.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 2/15/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sade - "Soldier of Love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost the use of my heart&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still alive&lt;br /&gt;Still looking for the light&lt;br /&gt;And the endless pool on the other si e&lt;br /&gt;It's the wild wild west&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing my best&lt;br /&gt;I'm at the borderline of my faith&lt;br /&gt;I'm at the hinterland of my devotion&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the front line of this battle of mine&lt;br /&gt;But i'm still alive&lt;br /&gt;I'm a soldier of love&lt;br /&gt;Every day and night&lt;br /&gt;I'm a soldier of love&lt;br /&gt;All the days of my life&lt;br /&gt;I've been torn up inside&lt;br /&gt;I've been left behind&lt;br /&gt;Tall I ride&lt;br /&gt;I have the will to survive&lt;br /&gt;In the wild, wild west&lt;br /&gt;Trying my hardest&lt;br /&gt;Doing my best to stay alive&lt;br /&gt;I am love's soldier&lt;br /&gt;I wait for the sound&lt;br /&gt;I know that love will come&lt;br /&gt;I know that love will come&lt;br /&gt;Turn it all around&lt;br /&gt;I am lost but i don't doubt&lt;br /&gt;Tall I ride&lt;br /&gt;I have the will to survive&lt;br /&gt;I n the wild, wild west&lt;br /&gt;Trying my hardest&lt;br /&gt;Doing my best to stay alive&lt;br /&gt;I am love's soldier&lt;br /&gt;I wait for the sound&lt;br /&gt;I know that love will come&lt;br /&gt;I know that love will come&lt;br /&gt;Turn it all around&lt;br /&gt;I'm a soldier of love&lt;br /&gt;I'm a soldier&lt;br /&gt;Still wait for love to come&lt;br /&gt;Turn it all around&lt;br /&gt;I'm a soldier of love&lt;br /&gt;I'm a soldier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-1283426028289798589?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/1283426028289798589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=1283426028289798589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/1283426028289798589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/1283426028289798589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/02/song-of-week-21510.html' title='Song of the Week 2/15/10'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-5694211987969265734</id><published>2010-02-15T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T13:51:42.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 2/ 8/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Linkin Park - Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My insides all turned to ash, so slow&lt;br /&gt;And blew away as I collapsed, so cold&lt;br /&gt;A black wind took them away, from sight&lt;br /&gt;And held the darkness over day, that night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the clouds above move closer&lt;br /&gt;Looking so dissatisfied&lt;br /&gt;But the heartless wind kept blowing, blowing&lt;br /&gt;I used to be my own protection, but not now&lt;br /&gt;Cause my path had lost direction, somehow&lt;br /&gt;A black wind took you away, from sight&lt;br /&gt;And held the darkness over day, that night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the clouds above move closer&lt;br /&gt;Looking so dissatisfied&lt;br /&gt;And the ground below grew colder&lt;br /&gt;As they put you down inside&lt;br /&gt;But the heartless wind kept blowing, blowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you're gone, and I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;I never knew what it was like, to be alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a Valentine's Day, on a Valentine's Day&lt;br /&gt;On a Valentine's Day, on a Valentine's Day&lt;br /&gt;On a Valentine's Day, on a Valentine's Day&lt;br /&gt;(I used to be my own protection, but not now)&lt;br /&gt;On a Valentine's Day, on a Valentine's Day&lt;br /&gt;(Cause my mind has lost direction, somehow)&lt;br /&gt;On a Valentine's Day, on a Valentine's Day&lt;br /&gt;(I used to be my own protection, but not now)&lt;br /&gt;On a Valentine's Day, on a Valentine's Day&lt;br /&gt;(Cause my mind has lost direction, somehow)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-5694211987969265734?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/5694211987969265734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=5694211987969265734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/5694211987969265734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/5694211987969265734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/02/song-of-week-2-810.html' title='Song of the Week 2/ 8/10'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-6391266724293348058</id><published>2010-02-15T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T13:50:07.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 2/1/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Colbie Caillat - Fallin For You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know but...&lt;br /&gt;I think I maybe&lt;br /&gt;fallin' for you&lt;br /&gt;Dropping so quickly&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should&lt;br /&gt;keep this to myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting 'til I..&lt;br /&gt;know you better&lt;br /&gt;I am trying..&lt;br /&gt;Not to tell you..&lt;br /&gt;But I want to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared of what you'll say&lt;br /&gt;So I'm hiding..&lt;br /&gt;what I'm feeeling..&lt;br /&gt;But I'm tired of&lt;br /&gt;Holding this inside my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending all my..time&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about ya&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm fallin' for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting all my.. life&lt;br /&gt;and now i found ya&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm falling for you...&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm standing here&lt;br /&gt;And you hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;Pull me towards you&lt;br /&gt;and we start to dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All around us&lt;br /&gt;I see nobody&lt;br /&gt;Here in silence&lt;br /&gt;It's juusst&lt;br /&gt;you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying..&lt;br /&gt;Not to tell you..&lt;br /&gt;But I want to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared of what you'll say&lt;br /&gt;So I'm hiding..&lt;br /&gt;what I'm feeeling...&lt;br /&gt;But I'm tired of&lt;br /&gt;Holding this inside my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending all my.. time&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about ya&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm fallin' for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting all my.. life&lt;br /&gt;And now I found ya&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm fallin' for you...&lt;br /&gt;I'm fallin' for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, I just can't take it..&lt;br /&gt;My heart is racing..&lt;br /&gt;Emotions keep spinning out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending all my.. time&lt;br /&gt;just thinking about ya&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm fallin' for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting all my..life&lt;br /&gt;and now I found ya&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm fallin' for you...&lt;br /&gt;I'm fallin' for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm fallin' for you&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop thinking about it&lt;br /&gt;I want you all around me&lt;br /&gt;And now I just can't hide it&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm fallin' for you&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop thinking about it&lt;br /&gt;I want you all around me&lt;br /&gt;And now I just can't hide it&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm fallin' for you...&lt;br /&gt;I'm fallin' for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooohhh&lt;br /&gt;Ooh no no&lt;br /&gt;Oooooohhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, I'm falling' for ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-6391266724293348058?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/6391266724293348058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=6391266724293348058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/6391266724293348058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/6391266724293348058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/02/song-of-week-2110.html' title='Song of the Week 2/1/10'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-149280777975627527</id><published>2010-01-27T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T10:50:11.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 1/25/10</title><content type='html'>John Mayer - &lt;b&gt;"Heartbreak Warfare"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Lightning strikes&lt;br /&gt;Inside, my chest to keep me up at night&lt;br /&gt;Dream of ways&lt;br /&gt;To make you understand my pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clouds of sulfur in the air&lt;br /&gt;Bombs are falling everywhere&lt;br /&gt;It's heartbreak warfare&lt;br /&gt;Once you want it to begin,&lt;br /&gt;No one really every wins&lt;br /&gt;In heartbreak warfare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want more love,&lt;br /&gt;why don't you say so?&lt;br /&gt;If you want more love,&lt;br /&gt;why don't you say so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop his name&lt;br /&gt;Push it in and twist the knife again&lt;br /&gt;Watch my face&lt;br /&gt;As I pretend to feel no pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clouds of sulfur in the air&lt;br /&gt;Bombs are falling everywhere&lt;br /&gt;It's heartbreak warfare&lt;br /&gt;Once you want it to begin,&lt;br /&gt;No one really ever wins&lt;br /&gt;In heartbreak warfare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want more love,&lt;br /&gt;why don't you say so?&lt;br /&gt;If you want more love,&lt;br /&gt;why don't you say so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just say so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come the only way to know how high you get me&lt;br /&gt;is to see how far I fall&lt;br /&gt;God only knows how much I'd love you if you let me&lt;br /&gt;but I can't break free at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a heartbreak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if we don't sleep at all tonight&lt;br /&gt;Let's just fix this whole thing now&lt;br /&gt;I swear to God we're gonna get it right&lt;br /&gt;If you lay your weapon down&lt;br /&gt;Red wine and ambien&lt;br /&gt;You're talking shit again, it's heartbreak warfare&lt;br /&gt;Good to know it's all a game&lt;br /&gt;Disappointment has a name, it's heartbreak warfare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-149280777975627527?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/149280777975627527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=149280777975627527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/149280777975627527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/149280777975627527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/01/song-of-week-12510.html' title='Song of the Week 1/25/10'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-580676471095895731</id><published>2010-01-18T15:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T15:17:48.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 1/18/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Wale - Beautiful Bliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Melanie Fiona:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babe, you know it gets no better than this,&lt;br /&gt;It's like sunshine on a rainy day,&lt;br /&gt;It's like a, "How could you take me away?"&lt;br /&gt;"Take me away."&lt;br /&gt;"Away."&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Wale:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel like this (beautiful bliss)&lt;br /&gt;When you spill out hits (beautiful bliss)&lt;br /&gt;When you fly as a bitch&lt;br /&gt;And you ride with tits&lt;br /&gt;And you aint bothered a bit now baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh out the airport&lt;br /&gt;Fresh out the tan with the clippers&lt;br /&gt;Like Sean Lippet thinking, hmm&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to get it like Sean get it&lt;br /&gt;If lord giveth a mill and a milf like skibbit&lt;br /&gt;Its slight blemishes and life system&lt;br /&gt;But I'm giving it foundation when I write lyric&lt;br /&gt;That anvil night hard mine is bright knickers&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not quite the star but my hearts in it&lt;br /&gt;When Brett Hart meet Brett Favre&lt;br /&gt;A sharp shooter well exceeding any figure four&lt;br /&gt;You see my figure more or less stick some more&lt;br /&gt;On your vest then my larynx and lungs and this voice I project&lt;br /&gt;My pro-ject is like what pros inject&lt;br /&gt;And niggas so fly I should be droved in jets&lt;br /&gt;It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke&lt;br /&gt;You see them boys sign me to the 'Scope, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[J. Cole:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fall whole to the real they wanna' know just how it feel&lt;br /&gt;Who woulda thought a lil' nigga from the ville could get a deal&lt;br /&gt;And tell them niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real&lt;br /&gt;And yet we heard you got it locked but like them socks we on your heels&lt;br /&gt;So you best be on your toes nigga&lt;br /&gt;Especially on your flows nigga&lt;br /&gt;'Cause man they keep on checking for me especially all your hoes nigga&lt;br /&gt;Catch me on your doorstep&lt;br /&gt;You see me let me in&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna' do is eat&lt;br /&gt;I'm like the freaky lesbian&lt;br /&gt;Know all I wanna' do is ball on TV knee ESPN&lt;br /&gt;They heard I'm bout to blow so all my enemies say, "Let's be friends."&lt;br /&gt;And all these rappers know just where I'm 'bout to go so catch me then&lt;br /&gt;Where all the girls that we knew scream, "Fuck you"&lt;br /&gt;Gon' let me in&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely in a class of my own&lt;br /&gt;And dinner with ??&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that he pass the baton&lt;br /&gt;He just pass the Patron&lt;br /&gt;And he aint givin' dog is earned&lt;br /&gt;If you just live in dog you learn&lt;br /&gt;I let you niggas see the light&lt;br /&gt;I'm like the prison yard I yearn&lt;br /&gt;For that living large but mama I aint done yet&lt;br /&gt;Sit back and watch your son rise&lt;br /&gt;Kick back and know your son set&lt;br /&gt;Forever I aint run yet&lt;br /&gt;And never will&lt;br /&gt;Nas told me life's a bitch&lt;br /&gt;Pac said, "Fuck the world and I aint come yet."&lt;br /&gt;You up yet?&lt;br /&gt;My punchlines like gut checks&lt;br /&gt;I'm raw dog&lt;br /&gt;I'm rough sex&lt;br /&gt;I'm on deck&lt;br /&gt;I'm up next&lt;br /&gt;I'm godbless&lt;br /&gt;I'm success&lt;br /&gt;So fuck stress&lt;br /&gt;You can get the fuck from around me&lt;br /&gt;And if you listening know you wondering&lt;br /&gt;Where the fuck they found me&lt;br /&gt;Im from the ville boy&lt;br /&gt;(Ay Wale, good looking.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day up in my ES&lt;br /&gt;Wish it was an LS&lt;br /&gt;But e-lastic is my wallet&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it&lt;br /&gt;I don't be stressed like relaxed muscles&lt;br /&gt;Your feedback aint flexing&lt;br /&gt;Then you can keep it running&lt;br /&gt;Like a muffler&lt;br /&gt;When we not in summer&lt;br /&gt;They like A list actors&lt;br /&gt;They not no stunners&lt;br /&gt;Too much practice now for me to malfunction&lt;br /&gt;So any beat that function&lt;br /&gt;I breathe on and puncture&lt;br /&gt;Leave it like a female Dijon a puncture&lt;br /&gt;Waiting showing you her beauty if she's naked&lt;br /&gt;It's like the view of a paintin' or a lakehead&lt;br /&gt;This shits how beautiful my day is&lt;br /&gt;Peep me how I'm raising up the capital for Nathan&lt;br /&gt;Capital I'm raising like I'm through punctuating&lt;br /&gt;Or shift keys or it I placement 'cause&lt;br /&gt;Shift the keys get your capital raised up&lt;br /&gt;(Mother fucker)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ha, yeah. Bump it, bump it. To my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful, uhh.&lt;br /&gt;This is my beautiful, uhh. Attention Deficit. Yeaa'. This is  my beautiful, uhh.&lt;br /&gt;This is my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful, uhh.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-580676471095895731?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/580676471095895731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=580676471095895731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/580676471095895731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/580676471095895731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/01/song-of-week-11810.html' title='Song of the Week 1/18/10'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-3624863706630050148</id><published>2010-01-13T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T20:18:46.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 1/11/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Rihanna - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Russian Roulette"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a breath,&lt;br /&gt;Take it deep.&lt;br /&gt;'Calm yourself', He says to me&lt;br /&gt;If you play, you play for keeps.&lt;br /&gt;Take the gun and count to three.&lt;br /&gt;Im sweating now,&lt;br /&gt;Moving slow,&lt;br /&gt;No time to think. My turn to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Hook]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can see my heart beating&lt;br /&gt;You can see it through my chest.&lt;br /&gt;Said I'm terrified but I'm not leaving&lt;br /&gt;I know that I must pass this test&lt;br /&gt;So, just pull the trigger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say a prayer to yourself&lt;br /&gt;He says 'close your eyes, sometimes it helps'&lt;br /&gt;And then I get a scary thought&lt;br /&gt;That he's here - means he's never lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Hook]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can see my heart beating.&lt;br /&gt;No, You can see it through my chest.&lt;br /&gt;Said I'm terrified but I'm not leaving&lt;br /&gt;Know that I must pass this test.&lt;br /&gt;So, just pull my trigger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Bridge]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my life flashes before my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering will I ever see another sunrise?&lt;br /&gt;So many won't get the chance to say good-bye&lt;br /&gt;But its too late to think of the value of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Hook]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can see my heart beating.&lt;br /&gt;No, You can see it through my chest.&lt;br /&gt;Said I'm terrified but I'm not leaving no&lt;br /&gt;know that I must pass this test.&lt;br /&gt;You can see my heart beating.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, You can see it through my chest.&lt;br /&gt;I'm terrified but I'm not leaving no&lt;br /&gt;know that I must pass this test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, just pull the trigger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-3624863706630050148?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/3624863706630050148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=3624863706630050148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/3624863706630050148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/3624863706630050148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/01/song-of-week-11110.html' title='Song of the Week 1/11/10'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-93463669480545305</id><published>2010-01-07T08:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T08:56:05.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the week 1/4/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don Henley - "Heart of the Matter"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the call today, I didn't wanna hear&lt;br /&gt;But I knew that it would come&lt;br /&gt;An old true friend of ours was talkin' on the phone&lt;br /&gt;She said you found someone&lt;br /&gt;And I thought of all the bad luck,&lt;br /&gt;And the struggles we went through&lt;br /&gt;And how I lost me and you lost you&lt;br /&gt;What are these voices outside love's open door&lt;br /&gt;Make us throw off our contentment&lt;br /&gt;And beg for something more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning to live without you now&lt;br /&gt;But I miss you sometimes&lt;br /&gt;The more I know, the less I understand&lt;br /&gt;All the things I thought I knew, I'm learning again&lt;br /&gt;I've been tryin' to get down to the Heart of the Matter&lt;br /&gt;But my will gets weak&lt;br /&gt;And my thoughts seem to scatter&lt;br /&gt;But I think it's about forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Even if, even if you don't love me anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These times are so uncertain&lt;br /&gt;There's a yearning undefined&lt;br /&gt;...People filled with rage&lt;br /&gt;We all need a little tenderness&lt;br /&gt;How can love survive in such a graceless age&lt;br /&gt;The trust and self-assurance that can lead to happiness&lt;br /&gt;They're the very things we kill, I guess&lt;br /&gt;Pride and competition cannot fill these empty arms&lt;br /&gt;And the work I put between us,&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't keep me warm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning to live without you now&lt;br /&gt;But I miss you, Baby&lt;br /&gt;The more I know, the less I understand&lt;br /&gt;All the things I thought I figured out, I have to learn again&lt;br /&gt;I've been tryin' to get down to the Heart of the Matter&lt;br /&gt;But everything changes&lt;br /&gt;And my friends seem to scatter&lt;br /&gt;But I think it's about forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Even if, even if you don't love me anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are people in your life who've come and gone&lt;br /&gt;They let you down and hurt your pride&lt;br /&gt;Better put it all behind you; life goes on&lt;br /&gt;You keep carrin' that anger, it'll eat you inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been tryin' to get down to the Heart of the Matter&lt;br /&gt;But my will gets weak&lt;br /&gt;And my thoughts seem to scatter&lt;br /&gt;But I think it's about forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Even if, even if you don't love me anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been tryin' to get down to the Heart of the Matter&lt;br /&gt;Because the flesh will get weak&lt;br /&gt;And the ashes will scatter&lt;br /&gt;So I'm thinkin' about forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Even if, even if you don't love me anymore  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-93463669480545305?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/93463669480545305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=93463669480545305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/93463669480545305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/93463669480545305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2010/01/song-of-week-1410.html' title='Song of the week 1/4/10'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-7884193311538445805</id><published>2009-12-31T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T09:06:02.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 New Years Resolutions</title><content type='html'>I think this year i am going to keep it really simple....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) my number on goal for next year is to Have fun, these last two years have been hell, and i need to get back to enjoying myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) This year is going to be about me, so much of my life i have been putting other people before me, just for them to screw me over in the end. So this year Fuck them, I'm gonna do me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) To Finish...i start a lot of things, and have a lot of ideas, but never see them though, so im going to focus of finishing whatever i start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) I want to get to 190lbs this Year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) Last but not least i will Smile more :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-7884193311538445805?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/7884193311538445805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=7884193311538445805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/7884193311538445805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/7884193311538445805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/12/2010-new-years-revolutions.html' title='2010 New Years Resolutions'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-664146784412492760</id><published>2009-12-28T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T17:03:40.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 11/28/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Alicia Keys - "Try Sleeping with a Broken Heart"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Even if you were a million miles away&lt;br /&gt;I could still feel you in my bed&lt;br /&gt;Near me, touch me, feel me&lt;br /&gt;And even at the bottom of the sea&lt;br /&gt;I could still hear inside my head&lt;br /&gt;Tellin' me, touch me, feel me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the time you were tellin' me lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm gonna find a way to make it without you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna hold on to the times that we had tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna find a way to make it without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever tried sleeping with a broken heart?&lt;br /&gt;Well, you could try sleeping in my bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely, on me nobody ever shut it down like you&lt;br /&gt;You want a crown&lt;br /&gt;You made my body feel heaven bound&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you hold me&lt;br /&gt;Near me, I thought you told me&lt;br /&gt;You'd never leave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking in the sky I could see your face&lt;br /&gt;And I know right where I fit in&lt;br /&gt;Take me, make me, you know that I'll always be in love&lt;br /&gt;With you&lt;br /&gt;Right til the end OOh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm gonna find a way to make it without you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna hold on to the times that we had tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna find a way to make it without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody could've told you right from the start&lt;br /&gt;It's bout to fall apart&lt;br /&gt;So rather than hold onto a broken dream&lt;br /&gt;We'll just hold on to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I could find a way to make it&lt;br /&gt;Don't hold on too tight&lt;br /&gt;I'll make it without you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm gonna find a way to make it without you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna hold onto the times we had tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna find a way to make it without you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-664146784412492760?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/664146784412492760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=664146784412492760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/664146784412492760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/664146784412492760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/12/song-of-week-112809.html' title='Song of the Week 11/28/09'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-3716413786112909834</id><published>2009-12-28T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T17:00:57.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the week 11/21/09</title><content type='html'>My favorite Christmas Song :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mariah Carey - &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" target="_blank" href="http://mariahcarey.com/music/?v=so&amp;amp;a=1&amp;amp;id=33" rel="external"&gt;"All I Want For Christmas Is You"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want a lot for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;There's just one thing I need&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about presents&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;I just want you for my own&lt;br /&gt;More than you could ever know&lt;br /&gt;Make my wish come true...&lt;br /&gt;All I want for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Is you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want a lot for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;There is just one thing I need&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about presents&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to hang my stocking&lt;br /&gt;There upon the fireplace&lt;br /&gt;Santa Claus won't make me happy&lt;br /&gt;With a toy on Christmas day&lt;br /&gt;I just want you for my own&lt;br /&gt;More than you could ever know&lt;br /&gt;Make my wish come true&lt;br /&gt;All I want for Christmas is you...&lt;br /&gt;You baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't ask for much this Christmas&lt;br /&gt;I won't even wish for snow&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna keep on waiting&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the mistletoe&lt;br /&gt;I won't make a list and send it&lt;br /&gt;To the North Pole for Saint Nick&lt;br /&gt;I won't even stay awake to&lt;br /&gt;Hear those magic reindeer click&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I just want you here tonight&lt;br /&gt;Holding on to me so tight&lt;br /&gt;What more can I do&lt;br /&gt;Baby all I want for Christmas is you&lt;br /&gt;You...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the lights are shining&lt;br /&gt;So brightly everywhere&lt;br /&gt;And the sound of children's&lt;br /&gt;Laughter fills the air&lt;br /&gt;And everyone is singing&lt;br /&gt;I hear those sleigh bells ringing&lt;br /&gt;Santa won't you bring me the one I really need -&lt;br /&gt;won't you please bring my baby to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I don't want a lot for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;This is all I'm asking for&lt;br /&gt;I just want to see baby&lt;br /&gt;Standing right outside my door&lt;br /&gt;Oh I just want him for my own&lt;br /&gt;More than you could ever know&lt;br /&gt;Make my wish come true&lt;br /&gt;Baby all I want for Christmas is&lt;br /&gt;You...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want for Christmas is you baby... (repeat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-3716413786112909834?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/3716413786112909834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=3716413786112909834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/3716413786112909834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/3716413786112909834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/12/song-of-week-112109.html' title='Song of the week 11/21/09'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-2098274856275022373</id><published>2009-12-19T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T12:35:27.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the week 12/14/09</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you just feel like slapping somebody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ludacris - "Slap"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody see's it's you&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one that lost the view&lt;br /&gt;Everybody says we're through&lt;br /&gt;I hope you haven't said it too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where&lt;br /&gt;Do we go from here&lt;br /&gt;With all this fear in our eyes&lt;br /&gt;And where&lt;br /&gt;Can love take us now&lt;br /&gt;We've been so far down&lt;br /&gt;We can still touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we crawl&lt;br /&gt;Till we can walk again&lt;br /&gt;Then we'll run&lt;br /&gt;Until we're strong enough to jump&lt;br /&gt;Then we'll fly&lt;br /&gt;Until there is no end&lt;br /&gt;So lets crawl, crawl, crawl&lt;br /&gt;Back to love, Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Back to love, Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I change the pace&lt;br /&gt;Hearts were never meant to race&lt;br /&gt;I always felt the need for space&lt;br /&gt;But now I can't reach your face&lt;br /&gt;So where&lt;br /&gt;Are you standing now&lt;br /&gt;Are you in the crowd of my faults&lt;br /&gt;Love, can you see my hand?&lt;br /&gt;I need one more chance&lt;br /&gt;We can still have it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we crawl (if we crawl)&lt;br /&gt;Till we can walk again&lt;br /&gt;Then we'll run (then we'll run)&lt;br /&gt;Until we're strong enough to jump&lt;br /&gt;Then we'll fly&lt;br /&gt;Until there is no end&lt;br /&gt;So lets crawl, crawl, crawl&lt;br /&gt;Back to love, Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Back to love, yeaaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Bridge]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody see's it's you&lt;br /&gt;Well I never wanna lose that view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we'll crawl (if we crawl)&lt;br /&gt;Till we can walk again&lt;br /&gt;Then we'll run&lt;br /&gt;Until we're strong enough to jump&lt;br /&gt;Then we'll fly&lt;br /&gt;Until there is no end&lt;br /&gt;So lets crawl, crawl, crawl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we'll crawl (ooh)&lt;br /&gt;Till we can walk again (till we can walk again)&lt;br /&gt;Then we'll run (we'll run)&lt;br /&gt;Until we're strong enough to jump (until we're strong enough to jump)&lt;br /&gt;Then we'll fly (then we'll fly)&lt;br /&gt;Until there is no end&lt;br /&gt;So let's crawl, let's crawl, let's crawl&lt;br /&gt;Back to love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-2098274856275022373?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/2098274856275022373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=2098274856275022373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/2098274856275022373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/2098274856275022373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/12/song-of-week-121409.html' title='Song of the week 12/14/09'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-7056939290623755549</id><published>2009-12-19T12:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T12:28:46.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 12/7/09</title><content type='html'>I like this song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Chris Brown - "Crawl"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody see's it's you&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one that lost the view&lt;br /&gt;Everybody says we're through&lt;br /&gt;I hope you haven't said it too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where&lt;br /&gt;Do we go from here&lt;br /&gt;With all this fear in our eyes&lt;br /&gt;And where&lt;br /&gt;Can love take us now&lt;br /&gt;We've been so far down&lt;br /&gt;We can still touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we crawl&lt;br /&gt;Till we can walk again&lt;br /&gt;Then we'll run&lt;br /&gt;Until we're strong enough to jump&lt;br /&gt;Then we'll fly&lt;br /&gt;Until there is no end&lt;br /&gt;So lets crawl, crawl, crawl&lt;br /&gt;Back to love, Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Back to love, Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I change the pace&lt;br /&gt;Hearts were never meant to race&lt;br /&gt;I always felt the need for space&lt;br /&gt;But now I can't reach your face&lt;br /&gt;So where&lt;br /&gt;Are you standing now&lt;br /&gt;Are you in the crowd of my faults&lt;br /&gt;Love, can you see my hand?&lt;br /&gt;I need one more chance&lt;br /&gt;We can still have it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we crawl (if we crawl)&lt;br /&gt;Till we can walk again&lt;br /&gt;Then we'll run (then we'll run)&lt;br /&gt;Until we're strong enough to jump&lt;br /&gt;Then we'll fly&lt;br /&gt;Until there is no end&lt;br /&gt;So lets crawl, crawl, crawl&lt;br /&gt;Back to love, Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Back to love, yeaaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Bridge]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody see's it's you&lt;br /&gt;Well I never wanna lose that view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we'll crawl (if we crawl)&lt;br /&gt;Till we can walk again&lt;br /&gt;Then we'll run&lt;br /&gt;Until we're strong enough to jump&lt;br /&gt;Then we'll fly&lt;br /&gt;Until there is no end&lt;br /&gt;So lets crawl, crawl, crawl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we'll crawl (ooh)&lt;br /&gt;Till we can walk again (till we can walk again)&lt;br /&gt;Then we'll run (we'll run)&lt;br /&gt;Until we're strong enough to jump (until we're strong enough to jump)&lt;br /&gt;Then we'll fly (then we'll fly)&lt;br /&gt;Until there is no end&lt;br /&gt;So let's crawl, let's crawl, let's crawl&lt;br /&gt;Back to love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-7056939290623755549?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/7056939290623755549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=7056939290623755549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/7056939290623755549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/7056939290623755549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='Song of the Week 12/7/09'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-7247961616302115392</id><published>2009-12-19T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T12:24:48.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 11/30/09</title><content type='html'>Moving on in life, without you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taio Cruz - "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Moving On"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I cant wait till you're gone away, cos&lt;br /&gt;then I can move on&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait till you're gone away, cos&lt;br /&gt;then I can move on&lt;br /&gt;And I can say&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally over you ...I'm &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's finally over,&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till you're gone away, cos&lt;br /&gt;then I can move on,&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till you are gone,&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till you are gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say that you are no longer in love&lt;br /&gt;with me, and&lt;br /&gt;You cannot be, the one for me,&lt;br /&gt;Told me that this love of ours has taken&lt;br /&gt;us down different roads,&lt;br /&gt;And its caused us to grow, apart and so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl don't say to me, you wanna be,&lt;br /&gt;Be good friends with me, That's just&lt;br /&gt;teasing me&lt;br /&gt;Girl It's best you leave now, Say&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to me&lt;br /&gt;You should know girl that I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus (Repeat Above)]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need you to leave me lady&lt;br /&gt;I just need you to leave me lady&lt;br /&gt;That way I can move on you feel me&lt;br /&gt;That way I can move on you feel me&lt;br /&gt;I just need you to leave me lady&lt;br /&gt;I just need you to leave me lady&lt;br /&gt;That way I can move on you feel me&lt;br /&gt;That way I can move on... feel me&lt;br /&gt;I just need you to leave me lady&lt;br /&gt;I just need you to leave me lady&lt;br /&gt;That way I can move on you feel me&lt;br /&gt;That way I can move on you feel me&lt;br /&gt;I just need you to leave me lady&lt;br /&gt;I just need you to leave me lady&lt;br /&gt;That way I can move on you feel me&lt;br /&gt;That way I can move on...&lt;br /&gt;And I can say&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally over you ...I'm &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's finally over,&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till you're gone away, cos&lt;br /&gt;then I can move on,&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till you are gone,&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till you are gone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-7247961616302115392?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/7247961616302115392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=7247961616302115392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/7247961616302115392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/7247961616302115392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/12/song-of-week-113009.html' title='Song of the Week 11/30/09'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6538293907004836979.post-1107205467596898965</id><published>2009-11-23T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T22:52:41.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Week 11/23/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Switchfoot - "This Is Your Life"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is a wrinkle on your forehead&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is a promise that you've broken&lt;br /&gt;Don't close your eyes, don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;This is your life and today is all you've got now&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and today is all you'll ever have&lt;br /&gt;Don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your life, are you who you want to be?&lt;br /&gt;This is your life, are you who you want to be?&lt;br /&gt;This is your life, is it everything you dreamed that it would be?&lt;br /&gt;When the world was younger and you had everything to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is a kid in the corner&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is dead and over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your life, are you who you want to be?&lt;br /&gt;This is your life, are you who you want to be?&lt;br /&gt;This is your life, is it everything you dreamed that it would be?&lt;br /&gt;When the world was younger and you had everything to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Don't close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your life are you who you want to be?&lt;br /&gt;This is your life are you who you want to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your life, are you who you want to be?&lt;br /&gt;This is your life, are you who you want to be?&lt;br /&gt;This is your life, is it everything you dreamed it would be&lt;br /&gt;When the world was younger and you had everything to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you had everything to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6538293907004836979-1107205467596898965?l=yousaysomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/feeds/1107205467596898965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6538293907004836979&amp;postID=1107205467596898965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/1107205467596898965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6538293907004836979/posts/default/1107205467596898965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yousaysomething.blogspot.com/2009/11/song-of-week-112309.html' title='Song of the Week 11/23/09'/><author><name>jaxdagreat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09407314471009260560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
