Thursday, December 18, 2003 :::
 

I gotta
I gotta relax
I gotta go to the front of the net
I gotta bet
I gotta stop eating bacon & eggs
I gotta pair of crazy legs
I gotta dance
I gotta drive
I gotta chill
I gotta work
I gotta play
I gotta pay
I gotta Rasta neighbour who loves reggae
I gotta shop
I gotta stop wanting more
I gotta live
I gotta die
I got two turntables and a microphone
I gotta get high
I gotta fly
I gotta get phat
I gotta plaid hat
I gotta friend name Suzy
shes gotta track suit that says juicy
I gotta be real
I gotta cop a feel
I gotta small problem
I guess Im kind of rotten

::: posted by Mega at 7:28 AM

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Mega means big or large stir because I like to mix it up