Hey guys here is my cover of PSY - GENTLEMAN . Hope you like it :)
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Hey guys here is my new cover of PSY - GANGNAM STYLE (강남스타일)
hope you like it and to see your comments .Thanks :)
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“One of my earliest boxing memories is sitting on the ring apron at the Repton Boxing Club watching my older brothers train. Sitting there, ringside with my Dad, I couldn't wait for it to be my turn. By the time I was old enough to start training I already knew how to hold my hands in the correct position and throw a number of combinations (my brothers had shown me how and I practiced at every opportunity!). I remember my first fight. I was 11 years old. Sitting in the dressing room, there were about 15 other young boxers getting ready too. Everyone was asking each other, who are you fighting, who are you fighting. There was this one big guy sitting in the corner wrapping his hands. Someone asked him, Hey, who are you fighting, Someone called A. Lee he said with a shrug. That's when I knew I was in for a rough night! As I stood in the corridor before my ring entrance, my stomach was in knots, to say I was nervous would've been an understatement! Walking to the ring, I looked across at my family, the whole clan had turned out to support me. I remember thinking to myself, I don't care how big this guy is I’m not losing this fight! Anyway, to cut a long story short, I won the fight and many more after that.” Visit Andy on MOLI.com
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Hey guys this is my new cover of International Love by Pitbull
Hope you like :)
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Hey, Everyone! This is my new tribute to my one and only Hero: Aaron Hotchner. This clip was made because he is strong, stubborn, lonely and so sad. And he still stands in spite of what his scars say. He is a real lonely hero. He means everything what this word, hero means. In my next life I'll look for a man like him first! :)))
Oh, and I want to dedicate to Thomas Gibson too, cuz it was his 47th birthday yesterday! I know he will never watch this, but who cares!?
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, THOMAS! We all love you!
Its for fun only! And pleasure of course! :)))))))) I mean I own nothing!
The music is: My side of the story by Hodges
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Originally, this recording was never meant to be presented as a actual song but just with me goofing around with my music gear and my guitar "The DOG" just after I picked him up from the music pound. It started soon after my new friend at the time who hooked me up with the gear that I now use, must have thought that I was telling dog tales when I told him that punks used to brag that they would know someone who could blow me away with their guitar skills and I have never seen the day to which that has happened. I don't possess any particular guitar skills but when I put the Dog on my lap, he doesn't act like a traditional lapdog and he doesn't take kindly to strangers. Especially to cats who try to invade and rule the house. Well, a few days later he brought a 16 year old cat going by the name of Brandon...or Brendon along with some other cats to watch the event as B Boy was supposed to blow me away with his PRODIGY SKILLS. It was amazing to watch the boy perform Beethoven stuff and the kind of stuff you see on Youtube.
After he played his act with my Dog, he then handed the Dog over to me..."Hey hey..chuckle chuckle" ...I don't walk the Dog...He walk's me...I just tickle his neck and belly and then he'll pull off his Dog tricks to which I have no control over. I explained to my friend later that there's more to playing the guitar than just sitting a dog on your lap to perform tricks. You've gotta have some music to back you up to see how your dog keeps up with the beat and so I made this song up to show him how that's done. I made this one up real fast and tried singing for the first time and arranging vocal parts and just talked about whatever came to mind and just let the Dog do whatever he wanted to do. This is about as raw as it get's. The whole song took me about a week to do.
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Lyrics:
High Noon
HOOK:
Just when you thought it was safe to play outside,
here comes the new kid on his big red bike
poppin wheelies
ackin all silly,
billy, i think this kid's lookin for a fight
(wild wild west)and the noon is high
Verse1:
Please for the sake of safety remember the alias
I am the epitomy of what you think that crazy is
while you're the equivalent of pussy a mercedes gets
20 on it, call me on it, on this table(place your bets)
I am not an arguer so you should probably save your breath
you are gonna need it when you're runnin like a lazy pet
see, i told you that
next time you'll listen but there's not a next imagine that
no one takes the minutes to find out that i am a cool cat
(i second that opinion)hey,jay(what)(shut up your ass)
they will never get it so i force it like abortion
on a poor kid who's family just knows they can't afford it
to live in this society with rovers and porches
their pinto's on 10s, wheels hot as 10 torches
to some it's a sin,
to some it's life choices
truth is(dum dum)
keep your minds open
(open up wide)
and listen to the veteran
life is shorter than my attention when I'm in netherlands
blowing hella dough on hella weed and hella hashish man
i feel like this is a holloween party for candy man
(i see dead people) I see, i see dead people
it's always a big honor when i talk to real people
instead of haters, fakers, occassional pansy ass
today marks a brand new era, my people raise up your glass
in the air(air)
taste it like the bread at mass
I'm a lighter
give a fuck who is a match
they on fire
as soon as i get a chance
firefighters are like...'nope, i ain't touchin that'
i approach ever future like, what's a past?
if you ain't learn from your mistakes?
(here's a common task)
take a rake
scrape it across your face
and you'll know what it's like for hell's gates to slam on your ass
Hook)/
