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What do I know about Pokemon? ..... About as much as I know about anything else that I write .... Self taught lessons in song writing A: Don't write anything about your life that pertains to no one else but yourself ... They only want to know about you after you're dead and famous ... so write songs about other people who you know nothing about who are already dead and famous so that you don't feel inclined to kill yourself in the hopes of making it big in the afterlife ... B: Never write about anything that you actually know about because then people who do not know a thing about the subject matter will want to debate your point of view endlessly whereas those who are wiser than yourself will soon discover that there really isn't too much that you actually do know about and thus ... so end's your "How to do and live your life" song writing career ... C: If someone ever approaches me to ask "Hey Steve .... Do you really know all about Pokemon, bro?" ... I then reply back with "Oh yeah man ... That's why I wrote the song ... Every time I see that someone is playing POKEMON ... I know then that it's time for me to GO !!!!" Lyrics There's a new dance that's going around. Everyone's starting to talk. There's no doubt about it, you can scream and shout it. It's the hottest rock on the block. You can do it anywhere, over here, over there cuz "because" everyone is hopping to the Pokemon Rock. Shake your head and spin it around. Add a little BE to your BOP. You don't need to worry if you're in no hurry. You can try again and start from the top. You can do it anywhere, over here, over there cuz everyone is hopping t the Pokemon Rock. Wave your hands and fling them around. Take a little spin and then stop. You don't need to snooze on if you've got no shoes on, you can bare your feet and dance in one sock. You can do it anywhere, over here, over there cuz everyone is hopping to the Pokemon Rock.

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While browsing in a rare book store in Arkham, Sean finds an occult book with an ad seeking an apprentice sorcerer, from a newspaper dated March 21, 1895. Even more intriguing, the ad specifically requests applicants reply by email. Sean’s always been interested in magic, particularly the Lovecraftian dark mythology. The advertiser, Reverend Redemption Orne, claims to be a master of the occult born more than 300 years ago. To prove his legitimacy, Orne gives Sean instructions to summon a harmless but useful familiar—but Sean’s ceremony takes a dark turn, and he instead accidentally beckons a bloodthirsty servant to the Cthulhu Mythos god Nyarlathotep. Now Sean must find and bind the servitor, before it grows too strong to contain. But strange things are already happening in the town of Arkham. Welcome to the darker side of New England in the first of a new series from Anne Pillsworth. Find out more at http://us.macmillan.com/books/9780765335890 YA/Fantasy

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T.I. featuring Justin Timberlake - Dead And Gone Lyric:- [T.I talking] Ay, lemme kick it to you right quick man, Nawt on some gangsta shit man on some real shit Anybody who been through the same thing im sure you feel the same way [Hook] Ohh (hey) I’ve been travelin on this road too long (too long) Just tryin find my way back home (back home) But the old me’s dead and gone, Dead and Gone, And Ohh.. (hey) I’ve been travelin on this road too long (too long) Just tryin find my way back home (back home) But the old me’s dead and gone, Dead and Gone, dead and… [Verse 1] Every had one of them days wish you would have stayed home, Run into a group of niggas who gettin their hate on, You walk by - they get wrong, You reply then shit get blown, Way out of proportion way bad discussion, Just you against them pick one then rush them, Figure you get jumped here thats next, They don’t wanna stop there now they bustin, Now you gushin ambulance rushin, You to the hospital with a bad concusion, Plus you hit four times but it hit yo spine, Paralyzed waist down and ya wheelchair bound, Never mind that now you lucky to be alive, Just thinkin it all started fussin wit three guys, Nigga pride in the way but your pride is the way you can f**k around get shot down anyday, Niggas die everyday, All little bullshit, dope money, dice games, for their hood shit, Could this be cuz of hip-hop music, Or did the ones with the good sense not use it, Usually niggas don’t know what to do when they back against the wall, So they just start shootin, For red or for blue or for blow I guess, From Bankhead at the old projects, No more stress now I’m straight, Now I get it now I take time to think before I make mistake just for my family stake, That part of me left yesterday The harder me is strong today, No regrets I’m blessed to say the old me dead and gon away, [Hook] Ohh (hey) I’ve been travelin on this road too long (too long) Just tryin find my way back home (back home) But the old me’s dead and gone, Dead and Gone, And Ohh.. (hey) I’ve been travelin on this road too long (too long) Just tryin find my way back home (back home) But the old me’s dead and gone, Dead and Gone, dead and… [Verse 2] I ain’t neva been scared I live through tragic, Situations could been dead lookin back at it, Most of that shit didn’t even have to happen, But you think about it when you out there trappin’, In the appartments hangin’, smokin and rappin, Niggas start shit next thing we know we cappin, Get locked up then didn’t even get mad, Now I think about that what a life I had, Most of that shit look back just laugh, Some shit still look back get sad, Thinkin my home boy still be around had I not hit the nigga in the mouth that time, I won that fight I lost that war, I could still see my nigga walkin out that door, Who would of thought I’d never see Philant no more, Got enough dead homies I don’t want no more, Cuz a nigga his jump cost me more, I’d a took that ass whoppin out for sure, Now think before I risk my life, Take them chances to get my stripes, A nigga put his hands on me alright, Otherwise stand there talk shit all night, Cuz I hit you and you sue me, I shoot you get locked up poor me, No more stress now I’m straight, Now I get it now I take time to think before I make mistake just for my family stake, That part of me left yesterday The harder me is strong today, No regrets I’m blessed to say the old me dead and gon away, [Hook] Ohh (hey) I’ve been travelin on this road too long (too long) Just tryin find my way back home (back home) But the old me’s dead and g