ChtiT3 prés3nTatiOn

ChtiT3 prés3nTatiOn
MoN PréNoM : AntOniN
S3x3 : MasCuLiN
TaiLle : 1.43
MoN siGn3 AstRoLogiQu3 : géMo asC3nDaNt Béli3r
Ma cOuL3ur préFéRé3 : RoUg3
MoN sTyL3 d3 muSiqU3 : BoB MarLeY =D


TwA osSi préSenT3 3n 5 coMs:
ToN préNoM

ToN sUrnOm
ToN ag3
Ta viLL3
CoUpL3/CéliB

# Posté le dimanche 05 octobre 2008 13:40

Modifié le lundi 06 octobre 2008 12:40

M4 PR3Z3NTATION

M4 PR3Z3NTATION
Pr3nOn : LoUiS
AgE : 12 Ans
SiGN3 4STRO : B3Li3R
]viiLL3 : MoNtEsSoN
Styl3 D3 MuSiQu3 : BoB MarLeY !!
]Y3UX : VeRt
TiFF : bLoNd

Pr3nT3 ToI en 7 CoùùM'$

# Posté le dimanche 05 octobre 2008 14:11

Modifié le dimanche 05 octobre 2008 15:11

écOuT3z c3 sOn maGniFiQu3

There was a Buffalo Soldier in the heart of America,

St
olen from Africa, brought to America,

Fi
ghting on arrival, fighting for survival.



I
mean it, when I analyze the stench -

T
o me it makes a lot of sense:

Ho
w the necktok faska was the Buffalo Soldier,

And he was taken from Africa, brought to America,

Fi
ghting on arrival, fighting for survival.



Said he was a Buffalo Soldier, dreadlock rasta-

B
uffalo Soldier in the heart of America.



If
you know your history,

Then you would know where you coming from,

Then you wouldn't have to ask me,

W
ho the 'eck do I think I am.



I'
m just a Buffalo Soldier in the heart of America,

S
tolen from Africa, brought to America,

Sa
id he was fighting on arrival, fighting for survival;

S
aid he was a Buffalo Soldier win the war for America.



D
readie, woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy,

Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy!

W
oy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy,

Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy!

B
uffalo Soldier troddin' through the land, wo-ho-ooh!

S
aid he wanna ran, then you wanna hand,

T
roddin' through the land, yea-hea, yea-ea.



Said he was a Buffalo Soldier win the war for America;

B
uffalo Soldier, dreadlock rasta,

Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival;

D
riven from the mainland to the heart of the Caribbean.



Singing, woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy,

Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy!

W
oy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy,

W
oy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy!



T
roddin' through San Juan in the arms of America;

Tr
oddin' through Jamaica, a Buffalo Soldier# -

F
ighting on arrival, fighting for survival:

Buffalo Soldier, dreadlock rasta.



W
oy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy,

Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy!

W
oy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy,

W
oy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy! /fadeout
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]Notr3 hyMn3 NatiOnAl3

# Posté le dimanche 05 octobre 2008 14:59

Modifié le jeudi 16 octobre 2008 02:32

BoB Marley

Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights
Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights
Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights
G
et up, stand up, don't give up the fight

Preacher man don't tell me
H
eaven is under the earth
I know you don't know
W
hat life is really worth
It's not all thm glitters is gold
Half the story has never been told
S
o now you see the light
S
tand up for your rights

Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights
Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights
Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights
G
et up, stand up, don't give up the fight

Most people think
G
reat good will come from the skies
T
ake away everything
And make everybody feel high
But if you know what life is worth
You would look for yours on earth
And now you've seen the light
Y
ou stand up for your rights

# Posté le lundi 06 octobre 2008 12:14

Qu3 dU bOn sOn

No, woman, no cry;
No
, woman, no cry;
N
o, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry.

'Cause - 'cause - 'cause I remember when a we used to sit
In a government yard in Trenchtown,
Oba - obaserving the 'ypocrites - yeah! -
M
ingle with the good people we meet, yeah!
Good friends we have, oh, good friends we have lost
A
long the way, yeah!
In this great future, you can't forget your past;
So dry your tears, I seh. Yeah!

N
o, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry. Eh, yeah!
A little darlin', don't shed no tears:
No, woman, no cry. Eh!

S
aid - said - said I remember when we used to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown, yeah!
And then Georgie would make the fire lights,
I seh, logwood burnin' through the nights, yeah!
Then we would cook cornmeal porridge, say,
Of which I'll share with you, yeah!
My feet is my only carriage
A
nd so I've got to push on through.
O
h, while I'm gone,
Everything's gonna be all right!
Everything's gonna be all right!
Everything's gonna be all right, yeah!
Everything's gonna be all right!
Everything's gonna be all right-a!
Everything's gonna be all right!
E
verything's gonna be all right, yeah!
Everything's gonna be all right!

S
o no, woman, no cry;
N
o, woman, no cry.
I seh, O little - O little darlin', don't shed no tears;
N
o, woman, no cry, eh.

No
, woman - no, woman - no, woman, no cry;
N
o, woman, no cry.
One more time I got to say:
O
little - little darlin', please don't shed no tears;
No, woman, no cry.

# Posté le lundi 06 octobre 2008 12:44

Modifié le lundi 06 octobre 2008 13:45