A CD-ROM ( /ˌsiːˌdiːˈrɒm/, an acronym of "Compact Disc Read-only memory") is a pre-pressed compact disc that contains data accessible to, but not writable by, a computer for data storage and music playback. The 1985 “Yellow Book” standard developed by Sony and Philips adapted the format to hold any form of binary data.
CD-ROMs are popularly used to distribute computer software, including video games and multimedia applications, though any data can be stored (up to the capacity limit of a disc). Some CDs hold both computer data and audio with the latter capable of being played on a CD player, while data (such as software or digital video) is only usable on a computer (such as ISO 9660 format PC CD-ROMs). These are called enhanced CDs.
Even though many people use lowercase letters in this acronym, proper presentation is in all capital letters with a hyphen between CD and ROM. At the time of the technology's introduction it had more capacity than computer hard drives common at the time. The reverse is now true, with hard drives far exceeding CDs, DVDs and Blu-ray, though some experimental descendants of it such as HVDs may have more space and faster data rates than today's largest hard drive.
Congratulations, you're in love. The lonely nights are gone.
But now you're making us all sick, the way you're carrying on
Put you're tongue in you're mouth, keep you're hands of her ass It's an embarrassing public display- Have you no sense of shame?
Or get a room, we'll all pitch in- If you'll go away.
A string of spit connects your mouths, I'm trying hard not to look.
And all the endless baby talk, is going to make me puke
I don't care who's the bigger Schmoopy head
I'm hearing you talk and I wish I was dead
oh baby, oh honey, oh pumpkin, oh schnookums, oh babe.
Get a room, I'll pay for it- if you'll go away. Go Away.
Just bring it down a notch or two, you're gathering a crowd And I can tell from over here, you're visibly aroused.
Don't dry hump in restaurants, it's unsanitary and rude now it's dinner and a show, but I just wanted food.
While you're having you're heated session, in the busiest intersection.
Knock it off, now the light is green.
Or get a room- we'll all pitch in, if you'll go away.
Go away. Go away. Go Away. Or break up. Or fuck off. Knock it off.
Congratulations, you're in love. The lonely nights are gone.
But now you're making us all sick, the way you're carrying on
Put you're tongue in you're mouth, keep you're hands of her ass
It's an embarrassing public display- Have you no sense of shame?
Or get a room, we'll all pitch in- If you'll go away.
A string of spit connects your mouths, I'm trying hard not to look.
And all the endless baby talk, is going to make me puke
I don't care who's the bigger Schmoopy head
I'm hearing you talk and I wish I was dead
oh baby, oh honey, oh pumpkin, oh schnookums, oh babe.
Get a room, I'll pay for it- if you'll go away. Go Away.
Just bring it down a notch or two, you're gathering a crowd
And I can tell from over here, you're visibly aroused.
Don't dry hump in restaurants,
it's unsanitary and rude now it's dinner and a show, but I just wanted food.
While you're having you're heated session, in the busiest intersection.
Knock it off, now the light is green.
Or get a room- we'll all pitch in, if you'll go away.
Rolly on my arm
Let me get my swagger back
Jesus on my charm
Amen to that
Laid-back
In the maybach
57' or 62'
Floating down the coast
In the heli
Shorty that's what I do
I'm getting stacks of this
On accident
My daughters five
What that mean
My daughters daughter
Is already rich
I'm getting' evolved
Quit playing simp
I'm simply pippin' record labels
Ni**ga look at my limp
She said she miss riding it
I say I miss her on me holding it down
I certainly miss how she grinds it
And she said she miss having me around
She's all up on me singing my songs
And it feels like I'm fucking my fan
And screaming don't let go
Baby you already know
Climaxing on my hand
She running it back working it
Like you don't understand
Mr. Yea yea yea
She want that old thing back
That ride it like up on it
That get up in the morning
And then put it on me she so horney
She want that old thing back
That mm hmm give me some
Rock it shit that rocket ship
Don't stop until I'm done
She want that ghetto ghetto
And I got that ghetto
Ghetto ghetto
And I got that ghetto
Ghetto ghetto
And I got that ghetto
She want that ghetto
She need that ghetto
That ghetto ghetto
And I got that ghetto
Ghetto ghetto
And she want that ghetto
She need that ghetto
She want that ghetto
The ghetto ghetto
The mm hmm ghetto
Uhh she said dream do it to me like this
Why can't you do it to me like that
For the last 48 months you can't front
I put that ass on the map
See I created this sound
Yes sir I shut it down
There's only one number one
These other ni**as are my sons
And you can never be be like me
And you can never do it do it like me
Ain't none of these ni**as seeing me
Ain't none of these ni**as repeating me
Ain't none of these ni**as defeating me
Unless get me to merk myself
I just merk myself
She want that old thing back
That ride it like up on it
That get up in the morning
And then put it on me she so horney
She want that old thing back
That mm hmm give me some
Rock it shit that rocket ship
Don't stop until I'm done
She want that ghetto ghetto
And I got that ghetto
Ghetto ghetto
And I got that ghetto
Ghetto ghetto
And I got that ghetto
She want that ghetto
She need that ghetto
That ghetto ghetto
And I got that ghetto
Ghetto ghetto
And she want that ghetto
She need that ghetto
She want that ghetto
The ghetto ghetto
The mm hmm ghetto
Real ni**a on the wish list
Used to blow me off
Now she trying to blow me kisses
Walked into the room
Tell how could I miss it miss it
Girl you working like you need assistance
A tippin'
Girl you working like you need a pension
Bend that thang over
Let a ni**a get a pinch in
Rich ni**a shit
I could put you on a boat
Popping champagne
Now you're looking like it's big pimpin' pimpin'
I work all day
Fuck all night
Fixing to make you cuss all night
Shit fuck damn
Let me know I do it right
Pussy so good I'm a have to do it twice
Bend over let a real ni**a taste that
Fuck around and need a placemat
See my call log
A ni**a had to erase that
Sending me a text
Smiley face chat saying that
Wanna show you how much
Try appreciate you
So you how much I'm dedicated to you
Wanna show you how much
I will forever be true
Wanna show you how much
Have a ni**a feeling good
Wanna show you how much
How much you're understood
Wanna show you how much
I value what you say
Not only are you loyal
You're patient with me babe
Wanna show you how much
I care about your heart
Show you how much
I don't like like being apart
Wanna show ya show ya show ya
Till your hearing me
Keep it how it is
So we can never say how it used to be
Loving you
Is all that's on my mind
And I can't help but to think about you
Day and night boo
After this nobu it's me and you
Baby dance for me
Baby dance for me
Baby put that body on my body
Whip that shit like my ferrari
Give me anything yeah and I can handle it
Call me a psychic and I'll channel
Just a little bit of all that shit
And you can help me knock it down brick by brick
See how it goes see how it flows
See I'm beginning to think you're the only one that knows
As the night progresses as the night moves on
All your worries are gone because the night ain't long
Don't be the kid in the quiet room
Tonight there won't be a quiet room
Don't be the kid in the quiet room
Tonight there won't be a quiet room
Don't be the kid in the quiet room
Tonight there won't be a quiet room
Don't be the kid in the quiet room
1 AM I take the time to look back
At the good times back with my picture sack
My problems are known all my worries are clean
My friends my family my girl they weren't just a dream
And when I sit back to take my swill in
I grab my blue funny funnel and then I win
I'll be blasting loud and giving us the sting
While loving everything everything every everything
Sitting in the quiet room and I'm feeling OK (I'm feeling OK)
Coming to see it all it's just another 'nother day (It's just another day)
But put me in the quiet room and I begin to feel small (Very very small)
don't want order
it won't come
there's no why that it goes on
i was tied and i'm undone
i've got all that you don't want
you want order i want more
you want it all and
all of it's yours
you want shelter
i get a room
i get a room
my confusion leaves me cold
i've got nothing here to hold
all that's gold will never shine
it was nothing, nevermind
i want time, i want it now
my confusion's getting me down
you want shelter
i get a room
i get a room
what of yours is there to keep?
to be there when you sleep
i'm not here to tie your feet
hold a hand upon your sleeve
there's a nail to hang the wall
it pays to lose it all
a note to hind behind the door
i get a room
where you sleep, i lay awake
i saw every time you fake
i held on the hand that takes
and you hate it when i break
you want order
i want more
you want it all and
all of it's yours
you want shelter
i get a room
i get a room
i get a room
Don't want order, it won't come
There's no why that it goes on
I was tied and I'm undone
I've got all that you don't want
You want order I want more
You want it all and all of it's yours
You want shelter, I get a room
I get a room
My confusion leaves me cold
I've got nothing here to hold
All that's gold will never shine
It was nothing, never mind
I want time, I want it now
My confusion's getting me down
You want shelter, I get a room
I get a room
What of yours is there to keep?
To be there when you sleep
I'm not here to tie your feet
Hold a hand upon your sleeve
Here's a nail to hang the wall
It pays to lose it all
A note to hide behind the door
I get a room
Where you sleep, I laid awake
I saw every time you fake
I held on the hand that takes
And you hate it when I break
You want order, I want more
You want it all and all of it's yours
You want shelter, I get a room
I get a room
It’s always me in the only seat
That has a canopy
There to screw up the best laid plans
Of those with company
I’d like nothing more to do
Than to watch the desperation on your face
I might send you straght to hell
Like it’s worse to end up in this place
If I gave you, one night to live
Would you know who to choose to take home
And if she falls asleep before the night is through
Because she has to go to work
And you don’t
And the night’s getting longer
And your skin’s getting colder
And you won’t get much older
And you try to move towards her
But you can’t move your shoulder
And you’re sight’s getting dimmer
Maybe if you kick her
But your leg’s getting weaker
And she’s such a deep sleeper
And you would get a snorer
To share your last hour
You sure picked a winner
And time’s seeming slower
And now you can’t see her
All you see is a timer
Moving backwards and forwards
And the night’s getting longer
Yeah,
Lemme tell you something about ma life real quick..
TTTTTT TFrizzile On The Mix!
Chorus::
Sometimes when I sleep and dreaming men, I Just dont wanna wake up/
I realize dat Im married to the game,and me and ma bItch will neva break up/
I put it down for the Ghetto/ Been down way from the get-go/
(Huh,Yeah) And I wonder,Even In Ma Heart/And I wonderrr
Verse 1
Aimoye igba ti mo dide ti mo ti subu/
Aimoye eebu tan ti pe mi loloriibu/
Aimoye clubbin' ti mi i le afford one red bull/
Aimoye many coloured T-Shirts but one red shoe/
Aimoye aje, aimoye oso, aimoye many times ti mo n oplay free show/
Aimoye igba tawon eyan ti ni kin n lo give up/
Wo ni mo local, p'ona mi o ki n se Hip-Hop/
But mo wa determined, mo de wa focused/
T'ori e l'oruko mi se n spread bi Staphyllococus/
N aimoye yawa, n aimoye insult/
Aimoye je concorsion without no salt/
Aimoye ala ti mo la pe mo di Celebrity/
Ti n ba ji, ma a tun bere hustle loju titi/
It's a pity, ijo wo ni mo fe ra Infinity?/Or Armada ti ma ni ke wa wo ara ti mo n da?
Chorus::
Mo n dream lati fi aja se resident/
Mo n dream lati di Nigerian President/(All hail the King!)
Owo t'awon President n je lon encourage mi/
Eepe t'awon eyan n se fun won lo n discourage mi/
Mo ni dream lati di Pastor or woli/
But everytime ni mo n mu sepe mo de'n fa kpoli/
Mo ni dream lati believe bi Pasto Chris
But mo wa carried away pelu Efizi Ludacris/
Mo'n dream lati mo'we bi Wole Soyinka/
Bo problem ti mo ni, awon Sissy yi mi ka/
Mo ni dream lti lo school ki n di Professor/
Owo lo da mi duro bi'i bus t'awon ero fe'so/
Mo ni dream lati play ball bi'i Kaka/
Bo'ya to'o ba d'ola, won le sign me si Barca/
But everytime ti'n ba de training,wa'a ni won a da'wo kaka/
But oro mi nigbayen, apo mi i o ti i saka/
Chorus::
Yes Lord! Dont let me cry, Dont let me die(Please dont let me die)
I Pray for the Ghetto
Yeah, give them a future...
I got yo' back, So greatful..
Yeah..You got this men..
Look up to the sky, its a bright day...