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  • (bkz: lemmings)de lemminglerin olmeden onceki son sozleri.
  • gun boyu lemmings oynadiktan sonra gece kulaklarda cinlamasi kacinilmaz olan super tatli lemmings cigligi.
  • shivaree adlı sevdiğimiz grubun goodnight moon hitini ve diğer sevdiğimiz parçaları arrivederci ve idiot waltz'ı da barındıran ve bkz olarak veremediğimiz uzunluktaki 1999 tarihli albümü "i oughtta give you a shot in the head for making me live in this dump" da yer alan bir başka parçası, oh no: ne kadar minimalist, ne kadar self-explanatory, ne kadar denizden babam bile çıksa yerim temalı. denizden babanız çıkmaz tabii, balık çıkar.

    i think i love you
    i think i love you
    i think i love you
    oh no

    i think i want you
    i think i want you
    i think i want you
    oh no

    i think i'll wreck you
    i think i'll wreck you
    i think i'll break you in two
    oh no

    i think i'll eat you
    i think i'll eat you
    i think i'll eat you alive
    oh no.
  • (bkz: taiichi ohno)
  • frank zappa and the mothers'ın 1970 tarihli weasels ripped my flesh albümünde bu isimde bir şarkı vardı.
  • michael jackson'un me$hur ''konser sirasinda yoklama'' repligi. cukunu avucladigi bir dans vardi. ilk orda duyulmu$tur.
    (bkz: aci gercek)
  • sözlerini de yazayım tam olsun

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    oöh noö!

    pıtttt*

    (bkz: lemmings)
  • 50 centi de barındıran* bir snoop dogg şarkısı...

    50 talkin: it's 50 cent & s-n-double o-p
    you don't want no snoop & you don't want it wit me

    chorus (50 cent):
    everytime i come around they like "oh no"
    i get to trippin; slap the clip up in my 44
    shit i been thru in my hood made my heart cold
    i get to poppin off that thang like i'm loco
    no sense in coppin pleas when you see my knife out (knife out)
    motherfuckers light out (lights out)

    here comes snoop, uh (oh shit) (oh no)
    sup nigga, sup now, huh? (oh no)

    snoop:
    ricky ticky timble, c's is the symbol
    courdoroy khakis, stacies & brimmed up
    straight razors just to keep you trimmed up
    1-8-7, oh yeah, now you remember
    he's electrifyin & original
    so gangster, snoop dogg the criminal
    the one you hate to love, in the club, in the cut
    hugged up wit yo bitch, nigga i don't give a shit
    you betta check dat ho, that's what wreckin g
    now step your game down, cause ain't no checkin me
    you'll be respectin me until you leave this room
    or my gat'll go boom, bullets go zoom
    leave your names on a tomb
    they pourin out liqour wit no room to consume, you silly bafoon
    i pop niggas like balloons, i ain't feelin em
    walkin in my big blue chucks cause i'm killin em

    chorus

    talkin: hey whaddup cuz, it's 50 cent; what's happnin nigga?

    50 cent:
    ever since the moment i was born i been dyin (yea)
    hundred miles an hour pulse flyin wit my eye... an
    he who fears fate lives like a coward
    you go against me, you'll be devoured
    then you get to poppin, you'll have a change of heart
    i hit your chest a couple times you'll have to change your heart
    have doc usin donors, dead niggas for spare parts
    you come back wit lungs of a snitch, an the heart of a dead nark
    niggas never see the light till it spark
    then they bleed, it get cold, then shit get dark
    you can call me the beast from the east, i run these streets
    you can eat hollow tip shells or you can work for me
    these rap niggas crazy, my mercy has limits
    push me - a hundred revolvers'll get to spinnin
    your services are no longer needed; rock-a-bye baby
    my bitch'll do it to you with a lil 380 (yea)

    chorus

    snoop dogg:
    i'm bailin thru the door again
    let the momo pour again
    me & my ho again
    yea she got the four up in this motherfucker
    and imma bust it if you try to rush us or touch us or sucka duck us
    it'll crack off, now back off - real slow
    an if you don't know, i never hesitate to shoot a ho
    yea that's my reputation - you test my patience &
    you & your fam - bam - gon hear the blam, blam
    goddammit i'm at it again
    they done let that bitch nigga up outta the pen
    and now he lookin for me - what the heck - my game is built on respect
    now i'm breathin down your mortherfuckin neck
    i dumps till my clips is empty
    i'm headin down willshire to send the scent-e (??)
    and when i get there don't ask who sent me
    just take dem shots an drop it like it's hot
    bitch nigga

    chorus

    talkin: ha-ha-ha
    yea nigga
    just when you thought i was gone
    slide back up on you like the wind nigga
    hurricane d-o-double g
    with the g,g,g,g,g, g-unit
  • "oh no."
  • yoko*nun soyadi...