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Status on DND, making sure nobody will be pinging me My kitten with the nitro camera quality Match my avatar, together we'll go so far.
Mamo mamo idę do szkoły A śniadanie zjadłeś Nie nie zdążyłem A facebooka sprawdziłeś Tak mamo oczywiście nawet dodałem nowy status Nikt I nic ci tego nie zabroni Korzystaj z tego ile chcesz do woli Lecz pamiętaj o statusowych skutkach Nie każdego cieszy to jak targała tobą wódka Przecież każdy ma wgląd w to Nie przejmujesz się tym statusujesz się non stop Posty dajesz przez to historię swą światu sprzedajesz Informacje o śniadankach I spacerkach Zdjęcie pięknego nowego sweterka Paranoiczne krytyczne chwalidupstwo Jeszcze brakuje bym wiedział jakie robisz kupsko Nie ważne co się stanie status musi być musi być Ty bez statusu po prostu nie umiesz żyć on musi być Więc wstawiaj początek plotki Zalążek jest to do masowej wywrotki Status musi być musi być Ty bez statusu po prostu nie umiesz żyć on musi być Więc wstawiaj początek plotki Zalążek jest to do masowej wywrotki Na wszystkie wpisy znowu spoglądam Kto gdzie jak znowu wygląda Spisywać można wasze życiorysy skoro wpisujecie je na waszej tablicy Łatwo ciebie można poznać po przecież jak piszesz tak cię widzą Łatwo przecież życie oddać skoro oddajesz go w swój monitor Planują życie internetowe cyberprzestrzeń plany już gotowe Doczekamy się czasów kiedy będą wyznaczać nam terminy godowe Nie ważne co się stanie status musi być musi być Ty bez statusu po prostu nie umiesz żyć on musi być Więc wstawiaj początek plotki Zalążek jest to do masowej wywrotki Status musi być musi być Ty bez statusu po prostu nie umiesz żyć on musi być Więc wstawiaj początek plotki Zalążek jest to do masowej wywrotki Dodałem nowe zdjęcie Czekam na jebnięcie Ahh 8 lików ludzie to przegięcie Czy życie bywa sprawiedliwe Moje słodkie selfie z kolegami w nivie Dłużej tak nie mogę właśnie chyba zmienię status Jestem smutny świat staje się okrutny Wczoraj było zajebiście Dziś jestem smutny no przez was oczywiście Ale chwila smutek posiada swoje plusy Będą pisać eh te lizusy Czyż życie nie jest piękne takie nie Wirtualne życie od dawna męczy mnie Nie ważne co się stanie status musi być musi być Ty bez statusu po prostu nie umiesz żyć on musi być Więc wstawiaj początek plotki Zalążek jest to do masowej wywrotki Status musi być musi być Ty bez statusu po prostu nie umiesz żyć on musi być Więc wstawiaj początek plotki Zalążek jest to do masowej wywrotki Status musi być musi być Ty bez statusu po prostu nie umiesz żyć on musi być Więc wstawiaj początek plotki Zalążek jest to do masowej wywrotki
We are now seeing pictures of the live feed from the mission control centre inside WSA, as teams of system engineers and support personnel continue to closely monitor final system checks and protocol measures prior to launch. [Background checks] The voice that you can hear is that of Commander David Gibson communicating with the ground team.
Galacto Inspector do you read me? Yes Captain Status? Completed Your mission was to land on the Dirtball and explore it thoroughly. You were to monitor the activities of a common life on the Dirtball, And study people's lifestyles, Their general habits of living in their strange society.
Good evening i wanted to give you an update On the current situation in Afghanistan As you know We were set to leave Afghanistan this month And as we began the final drawdown I made some critical errors Namely, I underestimated the strength Of the Taliban and I overestimated the Strength and capability Of the friendly Afghani forces This was my fault and due to my mistake The Taliban has taken control of Afghanistan There are reports now that ISIS and Al Qaeda are working alongside them Unfortunately, there are tens of thousands of Americans on the ground there As well as friends and allies Of America on the ground these people Americans and our allies are all stranded And that is my fault (My fault, My fault, …) That is my fault (My fault, My fault, …) But they will not be stranded for long In the next 48 hours America will be in control of Most major airports in Afghanistan Any resistance we meet from the Taliban or otherwise when We seize these airports will Be destroyed completely and without mercy From those airports we will conduct Rapid strike rescue missions until We have recovered and evacuated All our citizens, allies, and friends Any person that interferes With these operations, will be killed We will also recover or Destroy all aircraft vehicles Weapons and sensitive equipment that We left behind any person utilizing Or located in close proximity to these Weapons or equipment will be killed Once we have evacuated all Friendly personnel and recovered Or destroyed the weapons and Equipment left behind We will depart Afghanistan But we will continue to monitor Everything that happens in Afghanistan through our ground and Airborne surveillance equipment Terrorists, training camps or activity will Be targeted and destroyed Gross violations of human rights will Be stopped through overwhelming force And any group in Afghanistan Fighting for freedom, liberty And basic human rights who Will be supported through Special operations forces and ruthless Precision air power We will continue that dedicated support until The enemy is no longer A threat to humanity or to The good people of Afghanistan May God bless America And may God have mercy on the souls Of our enemy because we will not that is all And that is my fault (My fault, My fault, …) That is my fault (My fault, My fault, …)
Involve key stakeholders: Leaders should involve key stakeholders in the change process to help ensure buy-in and support for the change. 5. Monitor progress and adapt as needed: Leaders should monitor the progress of the change initiative and be prepared to adapt their approach as needed to address any challenges or resistance that arises.
Strange things Gonna approach Have no research Of the knocking loach Keep on lurching In the dark I am looking Throw the garbage I remind me The fame Look into my life and Everyday Searching for this, uh My searching life, yuh From my lamb nation Me execution My guillotine My generation Fucking admires Me legend is free And find out The destiny From the life chart, yuh The monitor The money Tall me Don't fuck it Better return to garlic Then do at least All twelve adlibs But I can't have Not today I have money On suicide Yeah, my nigga Approachinhg like Demonic theory Hear the noise Hear it twice Bear is just But I'm in it Not a fan of them I'm going throw a dark Going to, yuh It's hard for me to get The problem into Diana I remember times, where it was made by money I remember, everyone becoming a shiny I remember going thru this Money, they service you Fuck off Fuck all of you Fuck all the searching Fuck all of your parents I want money And the reign It's fucking be The status
Parable Of The Weeds (first verse) Self-evaluation necessary (ahhhh), deep cleanse and a self-quarantine Watch ya step kid (watch ya step kid), took it on myself to intervene Really felt good to erase those (erase those), contacts that thought they had a say so (a say so) I told all them cats they betta lay low (lay low), I monitor my own biz and payroll (and payroll) Connect those dots like latitude (latitude), gotta pay respects, that's gratitude (rrr-ahh) Used to battle dudes, mental modus operandi when tryin' to build my name and validity Among those trending to the level of the mountain top, cuz it remains Butter Made to the casket drop This is from my head, straight to the heart, self-motivated I'm my own benchmark (hook) I took my own medicine that's self-dedication, Laid my own path that's self-preservation I took my own path that's self-dedication, With so much goin' on it's hard to stay patient (second verse) Destroy And Rebuild from the Escobar status, It Was Written, well-crafted, elements of Illmatic Still The Main Ingredient, the power of the pen The Resurrection of the essence that lives within, the Soul By the Pound from a... ground zero To exec. status... monumental The push and the pull, the give and the take, the business, the industry, crowd participates In the next motion to choose the key figures, no need to have your decision made by the media Cuz YOU have the power but let them report it, but call em out if they choose... to distort it And morph it to something unoriginal, because the self-evaluation, the power is in YOU And plus it's in us, don't lust for attention, most definite we do this in rememberance (hook) I took my own medicine that's self-dedication, Laid my own path that's self-preservation I took my own path that's self-dedication, With so much goin' on it's hard to stay patient
People tell me I look like hell Well I am hell I got a torture-chamber orchestra and a delirium hotel I got a hallucination rattlesnake to twist my skills through You're my friend, but I'm gonna kill you. Somebody's got to monitor all this darkness, darkness, darkness Somebody's got to locate the bomb. Dot com. Somebody's got to break out through the night so starless starless Those who would overthrow the status quo Sold like smoke thrown into the sky, gotta cry, gotta cry, gotta go, gotta go, gotta go Target Arab Sheik MK ultra satellite blow up kill the pain, let it rain, let it rain I will disengage your mastery until all your love is blasphemy The I'll break in through you idiocies and twist your desire hideously And when you're the object of complete derision I'll make you a star on television Then if you want fame and it's greatest strength speak to my girl friday the thirteenth Got no background, got no files Come down the cable, Black Hawk, ground zero, no flight zone.
I'm Lady Gaga's perfect illusion Smoking loud and adding pollution Always have these ugly solutions That needs glorious execution Tryna get status like Rick Rubin Just a urchin livin the urban If you know me then I've been a true motherfucker since the play pin Chillin alone...
I just cannot be bothered I'm not bumping no Onika, ever. This a Black Star Track status, you rockin' with the African astronomers Digga-da, digga-da, pick a song that I'm on I'm calm, I'm gonna bomb on the commoners Pick a law, pick a bra, pick a God Make your blog feel like a synagogue for the followers Crock-potting on the product and it's rocking up You flash frying your persona till its hot But y'all do not be cooking long enough.
A medium monitor got your peas in a pod City of lost children featuring the ones you forgot Crayola rock colors collapsin', adaption vanishes '85 language back for this century, kid, primitive prime status active Attack it with a technical challenge, inhabit cerebellums Motivate matters when rappers gather and make it strange Missin' flickerin' flashes, taggin' ya wall To capture contours that you couldn't draw Demonize my kind, pimpin' images to the registry Now former colleagues are an enemy US gunnin' for native objects, paranoid pockets pay for a false sense Livin' just enough for the world in a small apartment Where writer's block has stopped, the globe is givin' up the content Infinite resource we ignore to explore Tap inside piloted bodies, push pulses past mediocre regions 100% suggests you're not at your best Head out with a can of metal, splash autographs on the hovercraft Lash with a technique from the heavy hand Tryna get close to that soul position I'm already at All city, flag stabbin' a concrete environment not entirely As hallowed ground disintegrates these imitations flourish Encouragin' talk of false findings similar to the television Quite an impression headed the worst direction Precious moments in tow for the census, occupy lives with an edit And sink inside the white noise, wasn't a bright choice Best to avoid fusing these signals with your brainwaves Dodgin' a missile at a critical measure Only to have my partner shot to ash with a proper wave in the wind Still the world burns with a quality beyond me as the record spins Telemundo baby!
Yeah, looking back years ago when the world is young and my world is young But your world is not as young as mine You and me everyday divided by glass by a window pane Your status and mine are just like oil and water We can't be together Oh, working late at night it's dark outside When waiting for my friends I hide from you so you will let me go But you saw me anyhow behind the curtain And drag me away back to the window pane where class is divided We can't be together Well, I shifted I got up trying to escape the tension between us But your body is commanding and your voice is begging With an aching need for me to stay a second So I stayed a minute and drifted into the window pane again Where class is divided we can't be together Now, the room was dark just the monitor was lit up I was trying away when you snuck up behind me so close I can feel you breathing into my neck Bringing chills to my body but I feel so hot I feel so cold My heart is racing it is so electrifying Yeah, it's been years ago when we drifted in the window pane that night The memory still lingers in my mind and take me back when the world is young Sometimes it haunts in my dream Wondering if all were different then No class no window pane I know we could be together
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The unmoved scientist, performs a half turn and marches back to the door, pressing a faintly illuminated “authorised personnel only” button with his identity badge sign as he makes way back into the secretive world of Exo Incorporated.
Galacto inspector do you read me? Yes captain. Status? Completed. Your mission was to land on the dirtball and explore it thoroughly. You were to monitor the activities of a common life on the dirtball, And study peoples life styles.
Galacto Inspector do you read me? Yes Captain status? Completed your mission was to land on the Dirtball and explore it thoroughly You were to monitor the activities of A common life on the Dirtball And study peoples life styles Their general habit's of living In their strange society yes Have you done that Galacto Inspector?
I'm coming home Usual full time due to weather in the northeast Jabu.com and our Jabu mobile app are the best places to monitor your flight status If you are not traveling within the next 24 hours We kindly ask that you consider using our chat option on Jabu.com or calling us at a later time As a reminder, I'm coming home I'm coming home My sweet Jamaica You know that I miss you Yes, I do I'm coming home My sweet Jamaica You know that I miss you Yes, I do Organic and me, you are so beautiful Naturally, without any development I travel many places around the world You're still the prettiest I'm not joking, I'm not joking Just relax on the green beach We have natural spring water Oh yeah Don't go away Don't drift away The blue world is watching The most beautiful place Just to your Jabu first class Go and burn the bridges when you cross I'm not throwing a stone behind me Just remember we're your neighbors through blood I'm coming home My sweet Jamaica You know that I miss you Yes, I do I'm coming home My sweet Jamaica You know that I miss you Yes, I do I went to Canada to work in the snow But it's not for the love It's just for the dough Everything for me freezes up Can't feel me though Try to make a call rock home But my phone freezes up Me die at six months now Still can't see no sunshine I'm pure ice On top of ice Everything I freeze What kind of paradise I must see paradise Never tell lies Jamaica paradise Jamaica nice Me rather stay poor Than to live in ice Jamaica paradise Up to the fireplace Natural Derby Natural Derby Natural Derby Jamaica natural Natural Derby Organically Why so beautiful Naturally Without any development I travel many places around the world You still the prettiest Natural beauty Natural beauty Natural Derby You still the prettiest
What you are about to hear has been deemed Declassified by rebel intelligence Agency Project Vela Stand by for transmission Detection of nuclear explosions By instruments 60 000 miles above the Earth, beyond The range of sound, but not beyond The reach of unleashed radiation Is the mission of the Vela satellite program During an expected lifespan of three years The Vela satellitеs will report To scientists any Unusual changes in lеvels of natural Or man made radiation originating on Earth Or from the vastness of space Each Vela is a 26-sided polyhedron 50 inches in diameter the Outer covering of each craft mounts Thousands of solar cells Which deliver up to 120 watts of power For it's communications and Instrumentation needs With a 30-minute launch window Scheduled to open at 05: 50 Eastern Standard Time, April 8, 1970 Two half-hour holds were incorporated Into the countdown The built-in holds were to reserve Some contingency time if needed to assure The opening of the desired window "All personnel Switch to channel two for final status check Channel two for final status check" "TSL, it's ready to go" "SRL, the range is go" " aerospace task group is go and We are confirmed for launch" "Roger" "Status check is complete And all systems go" "Ten, nine, eight, seven, six Five, four, three, , one liftoff"
Yeah Lostman Young Tycoons Yeah Tati Gabrielle I must be under your spell Saying if you only knew like eighty three Pattie Labelle Thinkin 'bout you makes the kid's head spin just like a carousel It ain't fair No compare Natural beauty I can tell Don't need make up when you wake up got a man he needs to shape up now I don't wish the worst but I'll be there soon as you break up like how do you do I was always here You must date a few magicians cuz they always disappear Like presto But in my eyes you always steal the show just like a Klepto Perfecto This here can be kept low Let me take you out please tell me everything except no Heard you straight from Cali we can get high like falsetto Tati Gabrielle You must know you fine as hell I don't care whoever notice you can tell your personnel Know some people think it's funny no I ain't no Dave Chappelle I just really made this song to say hello just like Adele Yeah Tati Gabrielle Fine as wine chateau michelle Pretty picture no pastel You the prize like a nobel Yeah Tati Gabrielle Know you'll probably never know You exceed the status quo and I refuse to let it go They gonn' know What it is Don't get caught up in the biz They gonn' try to sell you dreams to pop that thang just like a quiz Girls going to the body shop like a mechanic You don't really need to do that you should keep it organic Only thing that can possibly come between us is an ampersand Girl you know you smoking hot think I caught second hand All my homies think I'm whipped call that a reprimand But in this situation just what do you recommend cuz Tati Gabrielle Looks just like a super model can't impress her in the club Buying up a couple bottles Tati Gabrielle Dressed up in Coco Chanel Think you really got a chance I guess only time will tell Yeah I guess only time will tell Yeah Told her that she's dope look like the whole cartel Yeah I guess only time will tell
Hop out with the choppa load a clip and then we roll out i'mma Hop out with the choppa load a clip and then we roll out i'mma Hop out with the choppa load a clip and then we roll out i'mma Hop out with the choppa load a clip and then we roll out i'mma I'm hoping that I don't call on ya Rolling out like a comet I'm shooting rockets at amateurs Rocking out to Metallica Mounting a couple canistas Retro might come and damage ya Anesthesia and Panadol pack a punch on the regular Pharmaceutical formulas formulating my barrier Trapping off all that Molly antagonizing character Stacking up my credentials to monetize on yo monitor Said I carried the flavor been shaking baking oregano Recking I wreck yo records for reprimanding my status I serve it like Benihana my pedigree on my platter I'm badder in every topic for competition they bragging No lacking you niggas lagging no karma when I attack ya That's tacky I'm really bracking that's funny they never strapping up Said you claiming sets but you niggas ain't Eva bracking blood X and Y ain't adding up Bullets to yo fibula Light it for camera n grip the clutch on Acura's Blahh, Bitch I'm royal They lucky I don't destroy em My jugular running oil and this repotore been enourmaous My bullets leave em in fetal and pistol screaming abortion You soft as a pussy leaking I know the coffin adore ya Please Woah sir think you need to grow first Hoe swerve lesson learned wrote this shit in loafers bro With a pen You could call this pro-verbs Pro-lunch with the ticket swear this shit been light work when I Hop out with the choppa load a clip and then we roll out i'mma Hop out with the choppa load a clip and then we roll out i'mma Hop out with the choppa load a clip and then we roll out i'mma Hop out with the choppa load a clip and then we roll out i'mma
I'm wearing ripped blood-soaked linens Incomparable, metal-wielding Welding my words with a pen of my inner Most tucked away complicated feelings Hard to interpret, crippled in my spirit Middle finger kissing Double digits on the monitor Checking my heart's tempo I'm the lonely wanderer Wilderness walking westward Woes and lost in my thoughtfulness Not optional, making it out the ends With my heart intact Curves and bends, on the stream Dodging my depressed self Best kept secrets Dwelling in the back of my mind Fallen watch the avalanche slide Bottle of the sacramental wine Hold credence in my faith to the Lord I know Jesus died, and God shaped time But I can't see where his hands are in my life Sometimes, inadequate in my own eyes That's a lie Most days, I feel like a waste of breath A waste of space A wasted mess Most days, I feel like my prayers left Fated death Blatant lead Grateful that I got hands to hold me up Need support from the people in my corner while on Earth The pen is my therapy, and words are my best asset Fabricated, plastic, artificial status Spastic ideas of my half-baked madness Thank God he gave me something to keep up with my one-track mind First or sixth gear is all I know, rolling on a high or a low Treading or swimming through the ocean No in-between Boastful of my deeds Humbled on my knees By the grace of Holy Sowing my seeds Reaping and I eat On the meat of Steel steeds Iron lines dripping like my bloodstream Pipeline to a dark reality that's crashing in on me Vibrant colors of my personality and love that's guiding Hopefully to peace.
On a Saturday Oya put your hands up, hip hop, hurray Dem carry my matter for their head like gbese Dem carry my matter for their head like gbese Dem go follow me on twitter Watch stories on Insta First to view status for WhatsApp o Dem no go face book but dem dey your Facebook o Frankie Free is crazy for this one Yeah yeah yeah yeah It's your boy TnJ aka The Gem King No limits
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