About Me
|
hey all.my name is "MOHAMED ADEL".i study at "faculty of engineering" (communication DEP.).i love hanging out with my best friends.and just love having fun .my mail is medo-0107087358@hotmail.com.so waiting 4 u to become friends :D
|
Interests
music,internet,computer and driving so fast 
|
Favorite Music
BLUE,BSB,Linken Park,NCYNC,M.T.M,WAMA,Brayan adams,Celine Dion 
|
Favorite TV Shows
friends,oprah,lost and er
|
Favorite Books
i realy love to read (ma wara2 el tabe3a) books
|
Favorite Quote
i'm sorry i have no role in love to play , hand over my heart i'll find my way....
|
Journal
Look, if you had one shot, one opportunityTo seize everything you ever wanted-One momentWould you capture it or just let it slip? His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghettiHe's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud He opens his mouth, but the words won't come outHe's chokin, how everybody's jokin nowThe clock's run out, time's up over, bloah!Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravityOh, there goes Rabbit, he chokedHe's so mad, but he won't give up thatIs he? NoHe won't have it , he knows his whole back city's ropesIt don't matter, he's dopeHe knows that, but he's brokeHe's so stacked that he knows When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it'sBack to the lab again yoThis whole rap shit He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him You better lose yourself in the music, the moment You own it, you better never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo The soul's escaping, through this hole that it's gapingThis world is mine for the takingMake me king, as we move toward a, new world order A normal life is borin, but superstardom's close to post mortarIt only grows harder, only grows hotter He blows us all over these hoes is all on himCoast to coast shows, he's know as the globetrotterLonely roads, God only knowsHe's grown farther from home, he's no fatherHe goes home and barely knows his own daughterBut hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water His hoes don't want him no mo, he's cold product They moved on to the next schmoe who flowsHe nose dove and sold nadaSo the soap opera is told and unfoldsI suppose it's old potna, but the beat goes onDa da dum da dum da da
|
|
Add as a Friend
Send Message
Leave Comment
Add to Favorites
Use This Skin
Report Abuse
9118
8995
6128
5457
8372
H07294164
