Sunday, February 29, 2004

Gin And Juice Lyrics
[Intro: Dre]

[man pissing]
Heah hah hah!
I'm serious nigga one of y'all niggaz got this ass motherfuckin up
Aiy baby, aiy baby... aiy baby get some bubblegum in this motherfucker
Steady long, steady long nigga

[Verse One: Snoop]

With so much drama in the L-B-C
It's kinda hard bein Snoop D-O-double-G
But I, somehow, some way
Keep comin up with funky ass shit like every single day
May I, kick a little something for the G's (yeah)
and, make a few ends as (yeah!) I breeze, through
Two in the mornin and the party's still jumpin
cause my momma ain't home
I got bitches in the living room gettin it on
and, they ain't leavin til six in the mornin (six in the mornin)
So what you wanna do, sheeeit
I got a pocket full of rubbers and my homeboys do too
So turn off the lights and close the doors
But (but what) we don't love them hoes, yeah!
So we gonna smoke a ounce to this
G's up, hoes down, while you motherfuckers bounce to this

[Chorus: repeat 2X]

Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice
Laid back (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)

[Verse Two:]

Now, that, I got me some Seagram's gin
Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in
Now this types of shit, happens all the time
You got to get yours but fool I gotta get mine
Everything is fine when you listenin to the D-O-G
I got the cultivating music that be captivating he
who listens, to the words that I speak
As I take me a drink to the middle of the street
and get to mackin to this bitch named Sadie (Sadie?)
She used to be the homeboy's lady (Oh, that bitch)
Eighty degrees, when I tell that bitch please
Raise up off these N-U-T's, cause you gets none of these
At ease, as I mob with the Dogg Pound, feel the breeze
beeeitch, I'm just

[Chorus]

[Verse Three:]

Later on that day
My homey Dr. Dre came through with a gang of Tanqueray
And a fat ass J, of some bubonic chronic that made me choke
Shit, this ain't no joke
I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down
Tanqueray and chronic, yeah I'm fucked up now
But it ain't no stoppin, I'm still poppin
Dre got some bitches from the city of Compton
To serve me, not with a cherry on top
Cause when I bust my nut, I'm raisin up off the cot
Don't get upset girl, that's just how it goes
I don't love you hoes, I'm out the do'
And I'll be

[Chorus]

Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!)
Laid back (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)
Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice (beeotch!!)
Laid back (with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)


Thursday, February 26, 2004

In the early mornin' rain

With a dollar in my hand

With an achin' in my heart

And my pockets full of sand

I'm a long way from home

Lord I miss my love ones so

In the early morin' rain

With no place to go



Out on runway number nine

Big seven-o-seven set to go

And I'm stuck here in grass

Where the pain that ever grows

Now the liqour tasted so good

And the women all were fast

Well there she goes my friend

She rollin' now at last



Hear the mighty engines roar

See the silver wing on high

She's away and westward bound

Far above the clouds she'll fly

Where the mornin' rain don't fall

And the sun always shines

She'll be flyin' o'er my home

In about three hours time



This old airport's got me down

It's no earthly good to me

'Cause I'm stuck here on the ground

As cold and drunk as I can be

You can't jump a jet plane (but I can - B)

Like you can a freight train

So I'd best be on my way

In the early mornin' rain

Friday, February 13, 2004

So I went to work the other night, Phil had to take the night off due to a migrane, and I got to work with Steve! Let me remind you who Steve is...

Quoted From My Opinion Tuesday, December 16, 2003
.... or Steve-O you pushy little scrawn. (Steve-O suffers from little guy syndrome, he had a few too many drinks and decided to push everyone around. Poor guy probably only weighs a buck -o- five soaking wet! But it sure would have been fun to bust him up.).....

So we're working away, things were going well, so we were just talking 'bout shit. (Steve and I have never worked more than an hour or two together since he started, but I see him every day at the end of my shift) So we're working away and we start talking about websites and stuff.. So I give him my website address, not thinking any thing about it... and what do you think is still at the bottom of my opinion?

.... or Steve-O you pushy little scrawn. (Steve-O suffers from little guy syndrome, he had a few too many drinks and decided to push everyone around. Poor guy probably only weighs a buck -o- five soaking wet! But it sure would have been fun to bust him up.).....

I didn't even think about it, until I got a call the next day, wondering if I gave Steve the URL on purpose or by accident.

"WTF kinda question is that, of course it was on purpose."

"What about him being a buck -o- five and busting him up?"

"Oh Shit. Is he pissed off?"

Needless to say, I felt I should phone Steve and do some 'splainin.

I don't have my "standard" disclaimer" anywhere on this website, but I probably should.

Regardless, here is something for everyone to see:::

Steve:

I'm not going to apologise for thinking out-loud on my website, but I do want you to know that I never inteded to offend you or piss you off. (as I was pretty mad that night, but mostly not at you)

I think we get along pretty well at work, and my opinion of you is based on that, not one night of "poke chest".

I do apologise for talking behind your back, (which is what I do to everyone on this website), but ya gotta understand, this is like my therapy.

I'm not one to hold grudges, (I think you know what issue, I'm talking about now) especially since this one is way beyond our control.

Don't think that I am putting on a face at work, trying to be someone I'm not or trying to act in a way that isn't me. When I'm at work, I'm too busy thinking about other things than to waste my time doing stuff like that.

Dude, I guess I'm trying to apologise without apologising, cause I would / will do it again if you get drunk and try pushing me around again. Or maybe this time I won't be so afraid to just push back a bit.

I hear some WWE music playing in the back......

Did that make any sense?