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The Sony Ericsson W810i is a walkman phone that is given a very compact design. The mobile has characteristics that increase the feasibility of using the set. Built with the dimensions of 100 x 46 x 19.5 mm and weighing only 99 gms, the mobile is a favourite among the youth of today. The handset works on 2G networks and it is also made GSM enabled. GSM enables users to carry the phone to distant places without losing in on connectivity.
The W810i has a very lovely 2 MP camera that can capture pictures at 1632 x 1224 pixels resolution. This camera can also be used for the purpose of video recording. Any video footage captured using this camera can be viewed on the TFT screen of the handset at a resolution of 176 x 220 pixels. Wallpapers or screen-savers saved on the screen make the mobile look very attractive. Moreover, the backlight adds to its attraction as it throws light to the image from the backdrop.
The memory of the gadget is large enough for storing of pictures, ringtones and videos. The user can also download items from the Internet. The items may be songs and video files too. These files can be played on the music player on formats such as MP3, AAC and MPEG4. The FM radio also brings entertainment in the form of music, comedy talks and other programs. The mobile remains connected with options such as GPRS, EDGE, Bluetooth, Infrared and USB port. These alternative connectivity options allow users to send files wirelessly to others by making use of technologies such as Bluetooth.
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It takes two to make it outta sight

Hit it!

I wanna rock right now

I’m Rob Base and I came to get down

I’m not internationally known

But I’m known to rock the microphone

Because I get stoopid, I mean outrageous

Stay away from me if you’re contagious

‘Cause I’m the winner, no, I’m not the loser

To be an M.C. is what I choose ‘a

Ladies love me, girls adore me

I mean even the ones who never saw me

Like the way that I rhyme at a show

The reason why, man, I don’t know

So let’s go, ’cause

It takes two to make a thing go right

It takes two to make it outta sight

Hit it!

My name is Rob, I gotta real funky concept

Listen up, ’cause I’m gonna keep you in step

I got an idea

That I wanna share

You don’t like it? So what, I don’t care

I’m number one, the uno, I like comp

Bring all the suckers ’cause all them I’ll stomp

Bold and black but I won’t protect

All of my followers ’cause all I want is respect

I’m not a doctor, put them in rapture

A slick brother that can easy outfox ya

Cause I’m Rob, the last name Base, yeah

And on the mike, I’m known to be the freshest

So let’s start, it shouldn’t be too hard

I’m not a sucker so I don’t need a bodyguard

I won’t fess, wear a bulletproof vest

Don’t smoke buddha, can’t stand sess, yes

It takes two to make a thing go right

It takes two to make it outta sight

Hit it!

The situation that the Base is in

I’m kinda stingy that’s why I don’t wanna lend

A funky rhyme to a foe or a good friend

But listen up ’cause I want you to comprehend

‘Cause I’m the leader, the man superior

I take care of ya and then ya get wearier

So just sit, my rhymes arenot counterfeit

The record sells which makes this one a hit

It won’t hurt to listen to Red Alert

Take off your shirt

Make sure it don’t hit the dirt

I like the kids–the guys, the girls

I want the ducats ’cause this is Rob Base’s world

I’m on a mission, ya better just listen

To my rhymes ’cause I’m all about dissin’

‘Cause

It takes two to make a thing go right

It takes two to make it outta sight

Hit it!

I stand alone, don’t need anyone

‘Cause I’m Rob, just came ot have fun

Don’t need friends that act like foes

‘Cause I’m Rob Base, the one who knows

About things that make ya get weary

Don’t cheer me, just hear me

Out ’cause I got the clout–shout (Ho!)

Before I turn the party out

I won’t stutter–

Project my voice, speak clearly

So you can be my choice

On stage or on record

Go to the Wiz and select it

Take it off the rack, if it’s wack put it back

I like the Whopper, fuck the Big Mac

If you want static, so let’s go

So, throw upyour hands

Go for what you know

Bro’, I got an ego

Yo, talkin’ to me? No

Oh

‘Cause Rob is in the front, EZ Rock is on the Back up

We’re not soft, soyou better just slack up

‘Cause I’m cool, calm just like a breeze

Rock the mike with the help of EZ

Rock on the set, the music plays

Only cuts the records that I say

It takes two to make a thing go right

It takes two to make it outta sight

Hit it!

All right, now, EZ Rock

now, when I count to three

I want you ot get busy

You ready now?

One, two, three, get loose now!

It takes two to make a thing go right

It takes two to make it outta sight

Hit it

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What you decided would be the best for you, the best for us.

Tell me what did you expect?

Do you have any regrets?

Cause I cannot forget.

You don’t know me anymore.

You won’t hear me anymore.

You can’t hurt me anymore.

So I’m saying so long to you.

What about your promises forgotten, now they’re coming back around on you.

Finish what you started, but it got to hard and giving up was all that you could choose.

It’s time to let go of you, even though I don’t want to.

It’s your turn to make a move,

but I cannot bring myself to the point of no return or the place of where we were.

Cause tomorrow’s much too far away to say goodbye.

It’s do or die.

Yesterday has seen your face, the tears I’ve cried from one last try.

There’s nothing more.

You don’t know me anymore.

You’re cutting ties, drawing lines.

And I’m saying so long to you.

We said goodbye, we both know why, cause there’s nothing to hold onto.

And I’m learning to forget you, so I’m saying so long to you.

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[Tray Deee] What?

[Snoop] His dick

*laughter*

[Tray Deee] Another blast from the Long Beach section

Break gangsta shit (Wake up)

I thought these fools knew

Verse 1: Tray Deee

Out on the scout I’m about my papers

cos ain’t nobody doin Deee no favors

I’m tryin ta get major with minor risk

Maximisin the minimum of time is spent

on the heist, nice and easy believe me

I take mine and make mine extra cheesy

Keepin niggas in a headlock

Undress em, press em down in a full nelson

I hit jacks off six packs of the crooked one

They slip and I’m bookin em

Fuck fingerprints, gimme from their fingertips

Chips to the neckline cos I got a Tek9

Check mine like a pimp-main ho

So hope you only see me when my grip ain’t low

I go up in ya like a skeleton

So S-N-double O-Please let em know the crew I’m bailin with

Chorus: Snoop Doggy Dogg

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is what I claim but my game is DPG

And every hustler in my clique got to get his grip

and in my world a girl is considered a biiiiiitch

Is money all that makes you move?

You ain’t doin what’cha s’posed to so you gots ta prove

somethin to the ones you love but you needs ta know

If you ain’t doin it for yourself it don’t matter d’ooooh!

It was a wake up, wake up, wake up…..

Just to wake up, wake up, wake up…….

Wake up, wake up wake up…….

Get up, get up, get up……

Verse 2: Tray Deee

I break fools off like lepresy

If they dare, you stare when they next to me

I’ma threat to whoever sweat my style

Hard gangsta aim to represent til death

Reality, you battle me you be in the dirt quick

I’m clever with whatever type of weapon I work with

The bare hand man sleeper

I even banked up and shank motherfuckers in the *?penta?*

I sanked a gang of tough fools in my time

so try me you’re liable to lose on my line

The 44′ll be what cracks ya head

cos that’s exactly what I’m bout ta cap you with

I figured niggas gettin soft like jellatine

So Doggy Dogg tell em all who we’re sailin wit

Chorus: Snoop Dogg

East-side LBC

is what I claim but my game is DPG

And every hustler in my clique got to get his grip

and in my world a girl is considered a biiiiiitch

Is money all that makes you move?

You ain’t doin what’cha s’posed to so you gots ta prove

somethin to the ones you love but you needs ta know

If you ain’t doin it for yourself it don’t matter d’ooooh!

It was a wake up, wake up, wake up…..

Just to wake up, wake up, wake up…….

I had to wake up, wake up wake up…….

Get up, get up, get up……

Verse 3: Snoop Dogg

Uh, gonna work that motherfucker and do the percolatin

cos Snoop Dogg came back with the head raider

Al Davis’s? Nah nigga Tracy Davis

The Eastside Long Beach greatest

Criminal with style and boy you love that

Sit back relax and let me drop another rap

but this one’s for the sisters and not the hoes

The ones who be groovin it on the step shows

Let a nigga in, I ain’t diss ya friend

and like The Staples I make sure we do it again

But don’t blow a nigga up or show a nigga up

and don’t think a nigga sprung cos you know a nigga fuck

Love is a house and you got the key

so give it to a nigga like a D-O-double G

I’m from the…

Chorus: Snoop Dogg

East-side LBC

is what I claim but my game is DPG

And every hustler in my clique got to get his grip

and in my world a girl is considered a biiiiiitch

Is money all that makes you move?

You ain’t doin what’cha s’posed to so you gots ta prove

somethin to the ones you love but you needs ta know

If you ain’t doin it for yourself it don’t matter d’ooooh!

It was a wake up, wake up, wake up…..

Just to wake up, wake up, wake up…….

I had to get up, get up, get up……

It was a wake up, wake up, wake up….

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Encore dans tes bras

Sur mon visage la peur

Quand le malheur me poursuit

Et ma vie a moi

Elle ne dacolle pas

Mame si on voulait m’aider

Je resterais toujours la

Tu vois la peur

C’est quelque chose qui tremble

Comme une feuille dans le vent

Jusqu’a tomber sur le sol

Mais apras la chute

Souvent il y a quelqu’un

Pour te prendre dans ses bras

Et partager toute la peur

a partir de la

Et jour apras jour

De peur il n’y a plus

La vie te sourit

Comme si, la tornade atait finie

Mame si on regarde plus loin

Le vent, il a disparu

De vent il n’y a plus

Y a plus de vent

Y a plus de vent

Comme si, la tornade atait finie

Mame si on regarde plus loin

Le grand vent s’est dissipa

Comme si, la tornade atait finie

Mame si on regarde plus loin

Le grand vent s’est dissip

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show me the road that leads to my home,

Strangers, strangers, everywhere I roam

Show me the road that leads to my home

Trouble, trouble, trouble on my mind

Show me the road that leads to my home,

Finding precious little peace, and losing precious time

Show me the road that leads to my home

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Show me a sign, tell me a reason

Cold winds have scattered the seeds I’ve sown

Oh, just let me live to see another morning

And show me the road that leads to my home

Such a long, long journey it seems we’ve traveled on

Show me the road that leads to my home

Such a short time here friends, and such a long time gone

Show me the road that leads to my home

Chorus

Rememberin’ just the good times, feeling just the pain

Show me the road that leads to my home

I’m hearing just the sad songs, seeing just the rain

Show me the road that leads to my home

Chorus

Words and music by Harvey Reid, Quahog Music

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