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Mike's Kool Web Page
Hey my name is Mike Maylahn,Welcome to my kool web site I hope ya like it.I'm 12 years old and live in Saratoga,York.
Ya know what pisses me off is when people point at there wrist when they want to know the time. I don't point at my dick when I gotta take a piss or my ass when I gotta take a shit do I.
Yo I love all my friends they are what make life living,i want to give a shout out to Kelly,Meg,Gill,Danny,Jen,Caroline,Lea, Derek,Amanda,Mike,Alli,Tesa,Jessica,Kendra,Marisa,Derek,Craig, Olivia,Danya,Paul,John,Logan,Jared,Erica,Lauren,Matt,Kyle, Brandon,Jimmy,Anthoney,Cory,Abbey I could go on and on u no it.
I like Good Charolte,50 Cent,2 Pac,Jay-Z,Ludacris,Eminem,Clipse, Nas,Nelly and a few others.
You may not remember the tests you failed,but I'll bet you remember the person you were with the night you decided not to study.They say the ones you love are the ones you'd die for,but the ones I love are the ones I live my life for.
-Grave digger,
When you dig my grave,
Would you make it shallow,
So that i can feel the rain.
And now i try hard to make it,
I just want to make you proud.
I'm never gonna be good enough for you.
I can't pretend that im alright,
And you can't change me.
This is my life,
It's not what it was before,
All the feelings I've shared
and these are my dreams
That I'd never lived before,
somebody shake me 'cause I,
I must be sleeping.
When life gives you explosives.....Give it to a kid with a lighter and run like hell.
Georgie Porgy pudding and pie
Kissed the girls and made them cry.
When the boys came out to play,
He kissed them,too,'cause he's gay.
When life gives you lemons...go on strike,hold up posters and shout,"WE WANT ORANGES!!"
Mr. Rogers once said"Can you say nifty?"*waits for everyone to say nifty*Then says"I new you could!"
Random Fact:
It is believed that Shakespeare was 46 around the time that the King James Version of the Bible was written. In Psalms 46, the 46th word from the first word is shake and the 46th word from the last word is spear.
The Pentagon building in Arlington, Virginia, has nearly 68,000 miles of telephone lines.
My hopes are so high,that your kiss might kill me.
So won't you kill me,so I die happy?
My heart is yours to fill or burst,to break or bury,
Or wear as jewelry,which ever you prefer.
and i will never see the sky
the same way
i will learn to say goodbye
to yesterday
and I,will never seize to fly
...all the things ill never be
make me wonder...could you see...
chicks before dicks!
hoes before bros!
Lyrics To some of the best songs
[Chorus]
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac,no perms,you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P
[Repeat]
[Verse 1]
Now shorty,she in the club,she dancing for dollars
She got a thing for that Gucci,that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce and Gabana
She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her cause they wanna
I spit a little G man, and my game got her
A hour later, have that ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk
She from the country, think she like me cause I'm from New York
I ain't that nigga trying to holla cause I want some head
I'm that nigga trying to holla cause I want some bread
I could care less how she perform when she in the bed
Bitch hit that track, catch a date, and come and pay the kid
Look baby this is simple, you can't see
You fucking with me, you fucking with a P-I-M-P
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
I'm bout my money you see, girl you can holla at me
If you fucking with me, I'm a P-I-M-P
Not what you see on TV, no Cadillac, no greasy
Head full of hair, bitch I'm a P-I-M-P
Come get money with me, if you curious to see
how it feels to be with a P-I-M-P
Roll in the Benz with me, you could watch TV
From the backseat of my V, I'm a P-I-M-P
Girl we could pop some champagne and we could have a ball
We could toast to the good life, girl we could have it all
We could really splurge girl, and tear up the mall
If ever you needed someone, I'm the one you should call
I'll be there to pick you up, if ever you should fall
If you got problems, I can solve'em, they big or they small
That other nigga you be with ain't bout shit
I'm your friend, your father, and confidant, BITCH
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I told you fools before, I stay with the tools
I keep a Benz, some rims, and some jewels
I holla at a hoe til I got a bitch confused
She got on Payless, me I got on gator shoes
I'm shopping for chinchillas, in the summer they cheaper
Man this hoe you can have her, when I'm done I ain't gon keep her
Man, bitches come and go, every nigga pimpin know
You saying it's secret, but you ain't gotta keep it on the low
Bitch choose with me, I'll have you stripping in the street
Put my other hoes down, you get your ass beat
Now Nik my bottom bitch, she always come up with my bread
The last nigga she was with put stitches in her head
Get your hoe out of pocket, I'll put a charge on a bitch
Cause I need 4 TVs and AMGs for the six
Hoe make a pimp rich, I ain't paying bitch
Catch a date, suck a dick, shiiit, TRICKLyrics To: "If I Can't"
Yea, ha ha, yea, yea
[Hook: 50 Cent]
If I can't do well, homey, it can't be done
Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
I'ma take it to the top
Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby (baby)
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
I apply pressure to pussies that stuntin I pop
Stand alone squeezin my pistol I'm sure that I gotta
Now Peter Piper picked peppers and dont rock rhymes
I'm 50 Cent, I write a lil bit but I pop nines
Tell niggaz, "Get they money right," cuz I got mine
And I'm around quit playin nigga you can't shine
You gon be that next chump to end up in the trunk
After bein hit by the pump, is that whut you want?
Be easy nigga, I'll lay your ass out
Believe me nigga, thats whut I'm about, gangsta
You could find a nigga sittin on chrome
Hit the clutch, hit the gear, hit the gas & I'm gone (Yea!)
[Hook: 50 Cent]
If I can't do well, homey, it can't be done
Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
I'ma take it to the top
Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby (baby)
[Verse 2: 50 Cent (Dr Dre)]
I'm down for the action, he smart with his mouth so smack em
You holdin a strap, he might come back so clap em
React like a gangsta, die like a gangsta for actin
Cuz you'll get hit & homicide'll be askin, "Whut happened?"
OH NO look who clapped em with the FO'FO'
20 inch rims sittin CHRO-CHROME
Eastside, Westside niggaz OH NO, NO GO
Even my mama said, "Something really wrong with my brain"
Niggaz don't rob me they know I'm down to die for my chain
G-UNIT! We get it poppin in the hood
G-UNIT! Muthafucka whuts good?
I'm waitin on niggaz to act like they dont know how to act
I had a sip of too much Jack, I'll blow em off the map
With the mack, thinkin its all rap
Til that ass get clapped and Doc say "It's a wrap"
(It's a wrap, nigga)
[Hook: 50 Cent]
If I can't do well, homey, it can't be done
Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
I'ma take it to the top
Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby (baby)
[Verse 3: 50 Cent]
I been feelin i had to teach lessons to slow learners
Go head act up, get smacked in the head with the burner
I dont fight fair, I'm dirty-dirty
I'm from Southside Jamaica, Queens, nigga ya'heard me?
When streetlights come on niggaz blast the nines
Get locked up, they read books to pass the time
In the game there's up's and down's, so I stay on the grind
Niggaz on my dick more than my bitch, I stay on they mind
They aint nothin they could do to stop my shine
This is God's plan homey, this ain't mine
I played the music loud so Grandpa called me a nuisance
And Grandma; who always gotta throw a 100 percent
I'm the drop out who made more more money than these teachers
Roofless/Ruthless like the Coupe but I come with more features
I am whut I am, you could like it or love it
It feels good to pull 50 grand & think nothin of it
Fuck it
[Hook: 50 Cent]
If I can't do well, homey, it can't be done
Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
I'ma take it to the top
Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby (baby)
If I can't do well, homey, it can't be done
Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
I'ma take it to the top
Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby (baby)
Uh huh, hood make it hot
Dr Dre, Aftermath
Shady, ha ha
Starting from here, let's make a promise
You and me, let's just be honest
We're gonna run, nothing can stop us
Even the night that falls all around us
Soon there will be laughter and voices
Beyond the clouds over the mountains
We'll run away on roads that are empty
Lights from the airfield shining upon you
We'll run away, keep everything simple
Night will come down, our guardian angel
We rush ahead, the crossroads are empty
Our spirits rise, they're not gonna get us
My love for you, always forever
Just you and me, all else is nothing
Not going back, not going back there
They don't understand,
They don't understand us
Nothing can stop this, not now I love you
They're not gonna get us,
they're not gonna get us
Nothing can stop this, not now I love you
They're not gonna get us,
they're not gonna get us
They're not gonna get us
BART SIMPSON'S 10 BEST BLACKBOARD SAYINGS
1.NERVE GAS IS NOT A TOY
2.ORGAN TRANSPLANTS ARE BEST LEFT TO THE PROFESSIONALS
3.I WILL NOT PRESCRIBE MEDICATION
4.GOLDFISH DON'T BOUNCE
5.SPONGEBOB IS NOT REAL
6.I WILL NOT GREASE THE MONKEY BARS
7.I WILL NOT CONDUCT MY OWN FIRE DRILLS
8.THE BOYS ROOM IS NOT A WATER PARK
9.I WILL NOT ENCOUAGE OTHERS TO FLY
10.I WILL NOT FAKE MY WAY THROUGH LIFE
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