Millionaire's First Love (ENG) 7/13
xericaxchn2
9 min - Dec 31, 2007

eng subbed

Music3000(House)Cirque
RemyZandbergen80
7 min - Dec 31, 2007

This is a song made on Music3000 and recorded with CoolEditPro..Music3000 is a'game'from Jester for the PS2..Its good for making music(ofcourse)its not groundbreaking,its not a professional tool and it doesnt have such high quality samples and riffs..But when used rightfully it can be lots of fun to experiment with:)Im a huge fan of dancemusic and music in general,i love everthing from classic to techno..I have 2turntables and a mixer and loads of records and the reason why i bought Music3000 was that i was really interested in what it could offer..well obviously we can honestly say that you cant make professional tracks with it but its not bad either..I had lots of fun with it and it made me realize that if i ever become a millionaire haha that i would surely buy all the high class quality studio stuff that is needed to get it to the next level:)But ey,still Music3000 is guaranteed for lots of fun especially when you just love dancemusic..But realistic??I would never send a demo to a dj like Tiësto or John Digweed they would laugh big time ofcourse haha and they are right,but i had my fun and hey thats the most important thing to yourself;) PS.i always use WMM for YouTube and in the credits there's always something wrong,like missing letters so thats the way it is,i got nothing to do with that:)Well,hope you enjoyed it and feel free to leave a comment or dont ey i'll just leave it up to you.. SeeYa

Red Hot Chili Peppers - Millionaires Against Hunger - WITH LYRICS!
ringtone751603079
4 min - Dec 31, 2007

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Red-Hot-Chili-Peppers/Millionaires-Against-Hunger/ Lyrics: We're millionaires Against hunger I'm a millionaire And I got something to say I got a million more that'll take me away All those people starvin' everyday As far as I'm concerned, why that's okay Well I'm a millionaire too, but not like you As far as I'm concerned, I got a job to do I've got to pave the way, I've got to save the day I've got to make it better, I've got to say You and I, we're millionaires, but we're a million miles away from the saint who stares Upon the millions who die, every day of the week Just because they can't get enough to eat While we the rich dine on all these feasts, and everything's fine, yeah peaches and creme But it just isn't something you've got to realize, there's something wrong, we've got to open our eyes When the world cries, we just can't hide, we've got a job to do, we've got to save some lives We're millionaires Against hunger Hey hey Mr. Millionaire Twice as nice when you share Hey hey Mr. Millionaire A spiritual price do you care Hey hey Mr. Millionaire Nice and Wise when you share Hey hey Mr. Millionaire Pave the way, take the Grail I'm a millionaire And I got something to say I got three or four yachts on the Chesapeake Bay All those people starvin' everyday As far as I'm concerned, why that's okay Well I'm a millionaire too All I know that is true is that I've got more cash than I can use I want anything that I can have, but I don't need nothin' and I never have Each damn day my heart's set far, but I'll be okay, 'cause I don't starve Kids from the street the losing their emotion so damn snobby so out of touch With two hungry people who die as they stare at the city at night, you know it gives to share So listen up, you millionaires, every woman, every man, help all you can All races unite, and I will now concern to the type of problem that helps us learn We're millionaires Against hunger Hey hey Mr. Millionaire Twice as nice when you share Hey hey Mr. Millionaire A spiritual price do you care Hey hey Mr. Millionaire Nice and wise when you share Hey hey Mr. Millionaire Pave the way, take the Grail

Red Hot Chili Peppers - Millionaires Against Hunger - WITH LYRICS!

4 min - Dec 31, 2007

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Red-Hot-Chili-Peppers/Millionaires-Against-Hunger/ Lyrics: We're millionaires Against hunger I'm a millionaire And I got something to say I got a million more that'll take me away All those people starvin' everyday As far as I'm concerned, why that's okay Well I'm a millionaire too, but not like you As far as I'm concerned, I got a job to do I've got to pave the way, I've got to save the day I've got to make it better, I've got to say You and I, we're millionaires, but we're a million miles away from the saint who stares Upon the millions who die, every day of the week Just because they can't get enough to eat While we the rich dine on all these feasts, and everything's fine, yeah peaches and creme But it just isn't something you've got to realize, there's something wrong, we've got to open our eyes When the world cries, we just can't hide, we've got a job to do, we've got to save some lives We're millionaires Against hunger Hey hey Mr. Millionaire Twice as nice when you share Hey hey Mr. Millionaire A spiritual price do you care Hey hey Mr. Millionaire Nice and Wise when you share Hey hey Mr. Millionaire Pave the way, take the Grail I'm a millionaire And I got something to say I got three or four yachts on the Chesapeake Bay All those people starvin' everyday As far as I'm concerned, why that's okay Well I'm a millionaire too All I know that is true is that I've got more cash than I can use I want anything that I can have, but I don't need nothin' and I never have Each damn day my heart's set far, but I'll be okay, 'cause I don't starve Kids from the street the losing their emotion so damn snobby so out of touch With two hungry people who die as they stare at the city at night, you know it gives to share So listen up, you millionaires, every woman, every man, help all you can All races unite, and I will now concern to the type of problem that helps us learn We're millionaires Against hunger Hey hey Mr. Millionaire Twice as nice when you share Hey hey Mr. Millionaire A spiritual price do you care Hey hey Mr. Millionaire Nice and wise when you share Hey hey Mr. Millionaire Pave the way, take the Grail

Mayank the future millionaire
sushneeraj
12 sec - Dec 31, 2007

Mayank dressing up in New York

FREDDIE MARCURY Statue
kuromamacyan
3 min - Dec 31, 2007

FREDDIE MARCURY Statue

samhawk buttermen
akskater2004
1 min - Dec 31, 2007

i ate the bread, he kicked my ass

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28 sec - Dec 31, 2007

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The Notorious B.I.G. - Hypnotize
aaannnaisss
6 min - Dec 31, 2007

DVD-RIP/1997/Life After Death "Hah, sicka than your average Poppa Twist cabbage off instinct niggaz don't think shit stink pink gators, my Detroit players Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn Dead right, if they head right, Biggie there every night Poppa been smooth since days of Underroos Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who do something to us, talk go through us Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us Who us? Yeah, Poppa and Puff (ehehehe) Close like Starsky and Hutch, stick the clutch Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3 (Take that, take that, take that, haha!) Bang every MC easily, busily Recently niggaz frontin ain't sayin nuttin (nope) So I just speak my piece, (c'mon) keep my piece Cubans with the Jesus piece (thank you God), with my peeps Packin, askin who want it, you got it nigga flaunt it That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it [Chorus: sung in imitation of part of Slick Rick's "La-Di-Da-Di"] Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) Biggie Biggie Biggie (uh-huh) can't you see (uh) Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hip to) And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh) Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (hah) [Verse Two:] I put hoes in NY onto DKNY (uh-huh) Miami, D.C. prefer Versace (that's right) All Philly hoes, dough and Moschino (c'mon) Every cutie wit a booty bought a Coogi (haaaaah!) Now who's the real dookie, meanin who's really the shit Them niggaz ride dicks, Frank White push the sticks on the Lexus, LX, four and a half Bulletproof glass tints if I want some ass Gon' blast squeeze first ask questions last That's how most of these so-called gangsters pass At last, a nigga rappin bout blunts and broads Tits and bras, menage-a-tois, sex in expensive cars I still leave you on the pavement Condo paid for, no car payment At my arraignment, note for the plantiff Your daughter's tied up in a Brooklyn basement (shhh) Face it, not guilty, that's how I stay filthy (not guilty) Richer than Richie, till you niggaz come and get me [Chorus:] Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) Biggie Biggie Biggie (uh-huh) can't you see (huh) Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hip to) And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh) Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) [Verse Three:] I can fill ya wit real millionaire shit (I can fill ya) Escargot, my car go, one sixty, swiftly Wreck it buy a new one Your crew run run run, your crew run run I know you sick of this, name brand nigga wit flows girls say he's sweet like licorice So get with this nigga, it's easy Girlfriend here's a pen, call me round ten Come through, have sex on rugs that's Persian (that's right) Come up to your job, hit you while you workin (uhh) for certain, Poppa freakin, not speakin Leave that ass leakin, like rapper demo Tell them hoe, take they clothes off slowly Hit em wit the force like Obe, dick black like Toby (Obe...Toby) Watch me roam like Gobe, lucky they don't owe me Where the safe show me, homey.. (say what, homey) [Chorus:] Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) Biggie Biggie Biggie (uh-huh) can't you see (uh) Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hip to) And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh) Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) Biggie Biggie Biggie (uh-huh) can't you see (uh) Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hip to) And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh) Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh) Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your flashy ways Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid [fades]"

Nas - Let My Niggas Live - WITH LYRICS!
ringtone751603079
4 min - Dec 31, 2007

Get the ringtone: http://www.ringtonegal.com/Nas/Let-My-Niggas-Live/ Lyrics: Intro Skit Someday I'm gonna be walkin down the streets, mindin my own business.. and BAM I'm gon' be shot by some pig who's gonna SWEAR that it was a mistake. I accept that as a part of my destiny Si es mi destino morir en la calle como un perro Hahaha Raekwon the Chef Whattup kid That's right.. Yo.. aiyyo.. aiyyo.. Chorus: Raekwon Aiyyo let my niggas live We show and prove get paper, catch me in the caper on shrooms yo Let my niggas live We real niggas that's God-body, challenge anything, make major moves Let my niggas live We giants, live off the land lions, post with iron, no pryin rules Let my niggas live aiyyo let my niggas live Handle your bid and kill no kids Raekwon the Chef Millionaire feat, whole family eat yo, y'all niggas is weak Got a bird beak, chirp chirp speak Kids that's rich that'll, run in your bitch and by the third week Yo mark my word, me and my herb speak That's that fire move like Schwinns yo Invisible pens that write light, leave blends Hit with the JF Kennedy shot Smash with the Acapulco rifle got got Bolt off, but got clocked Legendary here, custom made it, shit bladed, word up Design your alphabet, reps get graded We in get-high saloons, big bag of shrooms, arm's length Home of Allah's ten big rooms So what we up in here, modelin large with rigorous moves Exotic Gods bust my hammer at frauds Call him a live merchant, dressed in all red, that's right y'all Gucci jumper X-5, gettin more head Let My Niggas Live lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com Chorus Nas I scream at the mirror, curse, askin God, Why me Run in the black church, gun in my hand, y'all try me I'm God-son, son of man, son of Marcus Garvey Rastafari irie, Ha-ile Selassie Police'll try to break us, but the streets raised us It takes more than metal bars, we destined for ours I hear murder plans from dopefiends, with elephant hands Snots in they nostril, the blocks is hostile There's no pots to piss in, glocks is spittin Rocks cookin underground bodies stiffin, cops look at bird shit Drop on the window pane, the oxygen is cocaine It drove lots of men to die with no name I been on boats, nut down throats, pee on bitches who famous Pretty dick, puttin stitches in they anus I'm the animal that Hugh Heffner created The only nigga Sade dated, the most hated, Nas nigga Chorus Inspectah Deck Roughneck reppin the set, bang 'em twice in the neck C.O. flip and jerk the whole yard rec Block vets, pop barettas glocks and tecs You're no threat, gun talk, the language of the project Checkin shorty with the Black Tail stance, leapord pants Yellin fk her man, makin killings off her lap dance Plus the young guns runnin the slums, funds is major Drugged out, got you huntin for crumbs stuck to the razor Semi-autos roar in the building hall Symptoms of bloodsport, the slugs are still in wall Call it a New York state of mind, gotta take mine In the daytime, the Jakes'll hit ya forty-one times So I live by the sword and obey hood laws Make my team click like high heels on wood floors Chorus