 | Jumping Bareback! (3) So, I think this was my last jump for the day before that show... When my mom (the lady dressed up really nice) and my instructor walk by, my mom was talking about getting dirty out here. Then, both me and my instructor comment about Eden getting really dirty that day. Eden is my instructor's granddaughter, and we have a manure spreader that all the poop gets dumped into. The manure spreader was open, and Eden just walked across the ramp, into the manure, and just sat down and started to play with the poop. XD I love Eden, she's so precious. Autummn, thanks for videotaping. :-) |
 | Ag Report Interview at Wisconsin Public Service Farm Show This is an interview that took place at the WPS Farm Show in Oshkosh, Wisconsin. Mike Austin, Ag Reporter for WFRV TV 5 in Green Bay Wisconsin interviews a Patz representative about the importance of Total Mixed Ration (TMR) on the dairy farm. |
 | My First Rap Alright so I decided to be give this "rapping" thing what's quite popular a go. I was really nervous and I thought it would suck at the start but it turns out I'm an natural! :P This is a new hobby of mine, and I LOVE it! Seriously! I suck at free styling but if I plan it out I'm real good at it, woo I rock! Oh and yes, I now have better quality on my YouTube videos, woohoo! It's because I'm saving my videos in a better format now, I used to save my videos as "WMV" and now I save them as "MP4" Oh and if you want to watch it in even BETTER quality go to copy and paste this link in the URL bar up the top :) http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=gpKMVR7Tyis&fmt=18 LYRICS: Yo wassup, my name is Jay, and I like eating hay, yeah that's right I enjoy it by the bay. I'm 13 years old, but that doesn't matter, I'm responsible and mature, and I like eating manure I get comments every hour, and some of them are really sour, there's good ones and bad ones, and some are also sad ones. I often get haters, they're comments make me laugh, and sometimes they even want to make me barf. You wish you were like me, but you'll never be, I'm hip and young, and you're an old scum. This rap is just a joke, don't take it seriously, I'm not like this every day, and I don't like eating hay. I guess I lied to you, but what d'ya expect, I'm an evil little dude who likes eating lots of food. What d'ya think of this rap, Is it as cool as eating some sap? Leme know in the comment spot, it means a lot. I guess I better finish this tune, and pretty dam soon, but least I tried, I also lied, but hey, anything to do a rhyme right on time Thanks for watching everyone, it means a lot, good bye for now, I guess I better bow, I just hope I don't smell too foul. Thanks for watching everyone! |
 | 2Pac-Pour Out A Little Liquor(Uncensored) comment or rate (Lyrics) [2Pac] Yeah Pour out a little liquor for your homies nigga This one here go out to my nigga Mike Coolie (Light up a fat one for this one) How you come up man? I started young kickin dust and, livin rough You watch you mouth around my mama you couldn't cuss man I had a down ass homie though; we ran the streets And on the scene at the age of fourteen, huh I packed a nine and my nigga packed a forty-five We drinkin forties, lil' shorties livin naughty lives You couldn't stop us, long as I got my glock, FUCK the coppers Hangin on the block, slangin rocks and makin profits I couldn't fuck with the schhhoooollll life, I was a fool I'll play that motherfucker for a toooollll man Tonight'll be the night that's what we figurin Hustlin in the rain felt no pain cause we drinkin Playin them hoes like manure First let my nigga fuck and then I fuck that's how we do it (ha ha!) It's two niggaz comin up out the hood livin life just as good as we could But since a bitch can't be trusted Hoes snitched to the po-lice, now my nigga's busted The cops whoopin on my nigga in jail tryin to get a motherfucker to tell And couldn't nobody diss my nigga Damn, I miss my nigga Pour out a little liquor! "My cousin died last year and I still can't let go" [4X] This goes out to all you so called G's Pour out a little liquor for your real motherfuckin partners Don't let the drink get like that y'all, huh Pour out a little liquor Pour out a little liquor What's that you drinkin on? Drinkin on gin, smokin on blunts and it's on Reminisce about my niggaz, that's dead and gone And now they buried, sometimes my eyes still get blurry Cause I'm losin all my homies and I worry I got my back against a brick wall, trapped in a circle Boxin with them suckers til my knuckles turn purple Mama told me, "Son there'll be days like this" Don't wanna think so -- I hit the drink and stay blitzed We had plans of bein big time G's Rolling in marked cars, movin them keys And now I roll up the window, blaze up some indo Get to' down for my niggaz in the pen, yo Your son's gettin big and strong and I'd love'm like one of my own, til you come home and the years sure fly with the quickness You do the time, and I'll keep handlin yo' business That's the way it's supposed to be Homie, if it was me, you'd do the shit for me Homie, I can remember scrapin back to back Throwin dogs on them suckers runnin up on this young hog I hope my words can paint a perfect picture And let ya know how much a nigga miss ya Pour out some liquor! "My cousin died last year and I still can't let go" Look at you Drinkin got you where you don't even give respect to your partners Pour out some liquor nigga! It ain't like that Tip that shit over Pour out a little liquor! "My cousin died last year and I still can't let go" [4X] This for my nigga Madman Dagz, Hood, Silk yeah A little liquor for my homies y'all We in this motherfuckin piece YEAH Pour out a little liquor Young Queen, YEAH This one goes out to all my mack partners Back in the motherfuckin Bay Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house (Pour out a little liquor) My nigga Richie Rich, Gov'na (I don't care, Nighttrain, Henessey) All my real motherfuckin partners (Pour out a little liquor) And all my real partnas in Marin, fuck you busta ass niggaz Yeah nigga, pour out a little liquor!! |
 | 2Pac - Pour Out A Little Liquor "Pour Out A Little Liquor" [2Pac] Yeah Pour out a little liquor for your homies nigga This one here go out to my nigga Mike Coolie (Light up a fat one for this one) How you come up man? I started young kickin dust and, livin rough You watch you mouth around my mama you couldn't cuss man I had a down ass homie though; we ran the streets And on the scene at the age of fourteen, huh I packed a nine and my nigga packed a forty-five We drinkin forties, lil' shorties livin naughty lives You couldn't stop us, long as I got my glock, FUCK the coppers Hangin on the block, slangin rocks and makin profits I couldn't fuck with the schhhoooollll life, I was a fool I'll play that motherfucker for a toooollll man Tonight'll be the night that's what we figurin Hustlin in the rain felt no pain cause we drinkin Playin them hoes like manure First let my nigga fuck and then I fuck that's how we do it (ha ha!) It's two niggaz comin up out the hood livin life just as good as we could But since a bitch can't be trusted Hoes snitched to the po-lice, now my nigga's busted The cops whoopin on my nigga in jail tryin to get a motherfucker to tell And couldn't nobody diss my nigga Damn, I miss my nigga Pour out a little liquor! "My cousin died last year and I still can't let go" [4X] This goes out to all you so called G's Pour out a little liquor for your real motherfuckin partners Don't let the drink get like that y'all, huh Pour out a little liquor Pour out a little liquor What's that you drinkin on? Drinkin on gin, smokin on blunts and it's on Reminisce about my niggaz, that's dead and gone And now they buried, sometimes my eyes still get blurry Cause I'm losin all my homies and I worry I got my back against a brick wall, trapped in a circle Boxin with them suckers til my knuckles turn purple Mama told me, "Son there'll be days like this" Don't wanna think so -- I hit the drink and stay blitzed We had plans of bein big time G's Rolling in marked cars, movin them keys And now I roll up the window, blaze up some indo Get to' down for my niggaz in the pen, yo Your son's gettin big and strong and I'd love'm like one of my own, til you come home and the years sure fly with the quickness You do the time, and I'll keep handlin yo' business That's the way it's supposed to be Homie, if it was me, you'd do the shit for me Homie, I can remember scrapin back to back Throwin dogs on them suckers runnin up on this young hog I hope my words can paint a perfect picture And let ya know how much a nigga miss ya Pour out some liquor! "My cousin died last year and I still can't let go" Look at you Drinkin got you where you don't even give respect to your partners Pour out some liquor nigga! It ain't like that Tip that shit over Pour out a little liquor! "My cousin died last year and I still can't let go" [4X] This for my nigga Madman Dagz, Hood, Silk yeah A little liquor for my homies y'all We in this motherfuckin piece YEAH Pour out a little liquor Young Queen, YEAH This one goes out to all my mack partners Back in the motherfuckin Bay Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house (Pour out a little liquor) My nigga Richie Rich, Gov'na (I don't care, Nighttrain, Henessey) All my real motherfuckin partners (Pour out a little liquor) And all my real partnas in Marin, fuck you busta ass niggaz Yeah nigga, pour out a little liquor!! |
 | Tupac - Pour Out A Little Liquor *Lyrics 2Pac] Yeah Pour out a little liquor for your homies nigga This one here go out to my nigga Mike Coolie (Light up a fat one for this one) How you come up man? I started young kickin dust and, livin rough You watch you mouth around my mama you couldn't cuss man I had a down ass homie though; we ran the streets And on the scene at the age of fourteen, huh I packed a nine and my nigga packed a forty-five We drinkin forties, lil' shorties livin naughty lives You couldn't stop us, long as I got my glock, FUCK the coppers Hangin on the block, slangin rocks and makin profits I couldn't fuck with the schhhoooollll life, I was a fool I'll play that motherfucker for a toooollll man Tonight'll be the night that's what we figurin Hustlin in the rain felt no pain cause we drinkin Playin them hoes like manure First let my nigga fuck and then I fuck that's how we do it (ha ha!) It's two niggaz comin up out the hood livin life just as good as we could But since a bitch can't be trusted Hoes snitched to the po-lice, now my nigga's busted The cops whoopin on my nigga in jail tryin to get a motherfucker to tell And couldn't nobody diss my nigga Damn, I miss my nigga Pour out a little liquor! "My cousin died last year and I still can't let go" [4X] This goes out to all you so called G's Pour out a little liquor for your real motherfuckin partners Don't let the drink get like that y'all, huh Pour out a little liquor Pour out a little liquor What's that you drinkin on? Drinkin on gin, smokin on blunts and it's on Reminisce about my niggaz, that's dead and gone And now they buried, sometimes my eyes still get blurry Cause I'm losin all my homies and I worry I got my back against a brick wall, trapped in a circle Boxin with them suckers til my knuckles turn purple Mama told me, "Son there'll be days like this" Don't wanna think so -- I hit the drink and stay blitzed We had plans of bein big time G's Rolling in marked cars, movin them keys And now I roll up the window, blaze up some indo Get to' down for my niggaz in the pen, yo Your son's gettin big and strong and I'd love'm like one of my own, til you come home and the years sure fly with the quickness You do the time, and I'll keep handlin yo' business That's the way it's supposed to be Homie, if it was me, you'd do the shit for me Homie, I can remember scrapin back to back Throwin dogs on them suckers runnin up on this young hog I hope my words can paint a perfect picture And let ya know how much a nigga miss ya Pour out some liquor! "My cousin died last year and I still can't let go" Look at you Drinkin got you where you don't even give respect to your partners Pour out some liquor nigga! It ain't like that Tip that shit over Pour out a little liquor! "My cousin died last year and I still can't let go" [4X] This for my nigga Madman Dagz, Hood, Silk yeah A little liquor for my homies y'all We in this motherfuckin piece YEAH Pour out a little liquor Young Queen, YEAH This one goes out to all my mack partners Back in the motherfuckin Bay Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house (Pour out a little liquor) My nigga Richie Rich, Gov'na (I don't care, Nighttrain, Henessey) All my real motherfuckin partners (Pour out a little liquor) And all my real partnas in Marin, fuck you busta ass niggaz Yeah nigga, pour out a little liquor!! |
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