Steven Ownz

Today was horrible and disgusting due to some unfavourable weather conditions that ruined my perfect day.....i was waiting anxiously for science lesson to end so that I could go and play soccer...todays science lesson was very cool .....we heated some magnesium and sugar....the magnesium sparked off like a firework and i was almost blinded by it...the sugar was even better....it turned into caramel and then into some black hardened liquid that gave off a pungent smelll.after that experiment....i constantly looked out of the window to make sure it didnt rain....

all was well until......omg ..after we changed and we were headed to the field...it started to rain...oh man...that was the end of soccer for Pe lesson....i wished it hadnt rained or at least stop for a while so that we could play but it didnt...so dissapointed, i tried to keep myself positive and kept telling myself that it was going to rain...everyone said it would not stop but instead....become heavier....their words were true and it didnt stop...i was so pissed...Mrs Chan didnt come again and Mr Toh came in again juz to make us do more eng practises....Mr Leong'summary left me jawless as i didnt understand a bit of it....after that was chi test and i had a bet with Aaron and Clarence...if i passed, i would buy them a drink...if I failed...they would buy me a drink...well i didnt finish the paper..and i would get like 24 marks

after the chi test...we were about to leave for lunch...when Mr Tan came in. he said that someone in my class had hacked into another one and the hacker would not admit the wrong doing and we had to write an essay on what we did until we went home...it took 15 min and we had to choing for the lt4 immediately and had no time to eat lunch so terrible...i hope that the culprit will be caught and i will hate him 4ever....

ahhh...eng test was a piece of cake but i was not sure wether i will pass...i chiong my summary and compre...Arnold finished damn bloddy fast and was slacking.... after that, i went home and slacked...forgot to do chi ACE and am chioning it out... syill muz do gan xiang and stuff...today i will end off with another song called...you will find out yourself....

"Bad, Bad Man"

[John Cena]
Aww, you done did it now
Chaos you shoulda put this one in the vault man!
They not ready - they don't know what's comin man!
Oh we gonna drop this on 'em right here
Y'all ain't ready for this, Y'ALL AIN'T READY FOR NONE OF THIS!

Your boy's a bad man, and we invadin the streets
Make unclever rappers scurred, they be droppin the heat
Shocked the world, now I'm standin alone
I flip fools like them clamshell cellular phones
You can't help but nod your head to the track
Fuck the watered down rap, we be takin it back
Give it to me straight - ain't no chasin it
Check yourself in the mirror - ain't no facin it
Cause you, playin the role and you plannin to fold
This the masterplan, we got the planet on hold
We all over the streets like your favorite sneaker
Breakin up your sound like a drive-through speaker
Everything that I be spittin is strong
After I rock, fast forward through the rest of the song
We the monkeywrench, that's gonna ruin your plan
And don't fuck with John Cena - I'm a BAD, BAD MAN

[Chorus 2X: Bumpy Knuckles]
With the mic in my hands I'm a bad man
Even in a fight with the hands I'm a bad man
Livin in the streets all my life I'm a bad man
I'm a bad man, I'm a bad man

[Tha Trademarc]
We devils - rockin ambient levels
We set loose among hot tunes to instrumentals
And cats got one-liners, I drop several
And I think it's funny you choose, losin progress
or runnin in place; we makin moves, and y'all settle
I rip rappers and take responsibility
for makin future hall-of-famers look third rate
Y'all are lost for words like conversation on your worst first date
and ride beats, creep through side streets
Looseleaf notepads that's where rhymes leak
Punchlines - man, don't even beg
I got knee-slappin tracks, y'all brusin your leg
You a rhyme writer - funny man, that's a joke
You ain't worthy of bein my secretary man that's a quote
I flood tracks like cracks in boats
And pussy rappers choked up with they own lines in they throat

[Chorus]

[Bumpy Knuckles a.k.a. Freddie Foxxx]
TURN UP THE MICROPHONE and feed me I'm a beast
MC's and they beats is what I eat, 16 I'll leave you in the street
My rhymes are sicker than gangrene in both feet
It's spreadin up the leg, and headed for the head
Your rhymes are whack your style is proof that the brain corrosion
is fuckin with your chosen flows, I'm nice with mics
My hands'll break your nose like Mikey Tyson
Fightin in his prime, one rhyme
And I shake up the room one time, BOOM! To the jaw
Your face is a coat type raw
And the blood and snot they mix, jelly on the floor
My love is cop them bricks, belly on the floor
I rob you, you soft and you really ain't a problem
I solve you, 357 long nose revolve you
Acid in your face, bad look, dissolve you
I'm a bad, bad man

Yeah, check it out
It's Bumpy Knuckles baby
And I want you to say hello to the BAD, BAD, MAN - C'MON!