<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7079706464270954501</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:42:17.774-07:00</updated><category term='song'/><category term='Cool LYRICS aH...'/><category term='Rhyme'/><category term='song about a friend of mine...haahaa..donut king its his nick name'/><category term='Relient K is the band...Ya...ya..'/><category term='The End...'/><title type='text'>Hit The Road...</title><subtitle type='html'>Compose on RAP...my own Rhyme...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulkumarback23.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7079706464270954501/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulkumarback23.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>PAUL GUY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847262830763254643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7079706464270954501.post-5196705331383184884</id><published>2007-11-01T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T20:11:43.495-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rhyme'/><title type='text'>Keep It Cool…</title><content type='html'>Song Title:&lt;br /&gt;Keep It Cool…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you mean by cool&lt;br /&gt;I hit the club to play pool&lt;br /&gt;Find a bunch of fagots in the room&lt;br /&gt;Smack them with a stick of broom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think you so cool&lt;br /&gt;You look like a bloody fool&lt;br /&gt;It aint no story but the truth&lt;br /&gt;Destroy you till your root&lt;br /&gt;So don’t be rude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me teach you to be cool&lt;br /&gt;Shit face stay in scool&lt;br /&gt;you too young to know adult rulzs&lt;br /&gt;you cant even take no buzz or cocktail juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don’t get pissed with my rhymes&lt;br /&gt;just trying to complete the lines&lt;br /&gt;or maybe I just don’t give a shit&lt;br /&gt;or maybe I wanna just bust your feet...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7079706464270954501-5196705331383184884?l=paulkumarback23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulkumarback23.blogspot.com/feeds/5196705331383184884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7079706464270954501&amp;postID=5196705331383184884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7079706464270954501/posts/default/5196705331383184884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7079706464270954501/posts/default/5196705331383184884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulkumarback23.blogspot.com/2007/11/keep-it-cool.html' title='Keep It Cool…'/><author><name>PAUL GUY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847262830763254643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7079706464270954501.post-6297881834026778228</id><published>2007-10-30T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T21:44:15.763-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song about a friend of mine...haahaa..donut king its his nick name'/><title type='text'>Tai</title><content type='html'>Song Title:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Tai you’re looking so fine,&lt;br /&gt;Walking like a supermodel in a straight line,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me where’d you get your Renoma,&lt;br /&gt;You got it from your mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it Tai&lt;br /&gt;You gave me a red eye&lt;br /&gt;As I saw you brushing your hair&lt;br /&gt;Only in your underwear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This line above was by Vincent,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think you both are innocent&lt;br /&gt;Malvin had his punch line&lt;br /&gt;Its your turn to get a Rhyme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who rule, its my rulz..&lt;br /&gt;I don’t RAP like  JA rule&lt;br /&gt;Put a VOODOO spell on you&lt;br /&gt;Make you repeat after me A E I O U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is on the sky line&lt;br /&gt;Time to build a new rhyme&lt;br /&gt;My energy is from the sun shine&lt;br /&gt;YouR judgment is on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding donut king,&lt;br /&gt;This song is just for laughing&lt;br /&gt;Trying to entertain others&lt;br /&gt;You know we are like brothers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7079706464270954501-6297881834026778228?l=paulkumarback23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulkumarback23.blogspot.com/feeds/6297881834026778228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7079706464270954501&amp;postID=6297881834026778228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7079706464270954501/posts/default/6297881834026778228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7079706464270954501/posts/default/6297881834026778228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulkumarback23.blogspot.com/2007/10/tai.html' title='Tai'/><author><name>PAUL GUY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847262830763254643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7079706464270954501.post-1668651882142921033</id><published>2007-10-29T17:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T04:38:55.214-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>Alcohol And Kids</title><content type='html'>Author and lyric by: Vincent &amp;amp; Kumar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song Title:&lt;br /&gt;Alcohol And Kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumb kids don’t wanna go to school&lt;br /&gt;They just wanna look cool&lt;br /&gt;Smoking and drowning in alcohol&lt;br /&gt;Ain’t part of the school’s protocol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You punks walk around with your shades,&lt;br /&gt;Trying to impress older babes,&lt;br /&gt;Look in the mirror you’re just a child,&lt;br /&gt;Reaching puberty’s gonna take you a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little pricks walking in the mall,&lt;br /&gt;Walking like they know it all,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but trash of society,&lt;br /&gt;When I smack you don’t cry to mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last warning punks get off the street,&lt;br /&gt;Unless you wanna kiss my feet,&lt;br /&gt;Grow up get a life and education,&lt;br /&gt;Cause this town is under my jurisdiction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7079706464270954501-1668651882142921033?l=paulkumarback23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulkumarback23.blogspot.com/feeds/1668651882142921033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7079706464270954501&amp;postID=1668651882142921033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7079706464270954501/posts/default/1668651882142921033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7079706464270954501/posts/default/1668651882142921033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulkumarback23.blogspot.com/2007/10/alcohol-and-kids.html' title='Alcohol And Kids'/><author><name>PAUL GUY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847262830763254643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7079706464270954501.post-2194910043881918289</id><published>2007-10-29T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T17:26:00.368-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>Melvin</title><content type='html'>Author: Vincent &amp;amp; Kumar&lt;br /&gt;The Star: Melvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song Title:&lt;br /&gt;Melvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let this flame burn&lt;br /&gt;There’s no time to turn&lt;br /&gt;Feel the heat melt my skin&lt;br /&gt;Damn you Melvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shuffle like a mop&lt;br /&gt;You think you’re the king of hip hop&lt;br /&gt;Hop my ass you ain’t hip,&lt;br /&gt;You dirty son of a *beep*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can’t focus you’re too distracted,&lt;br /&gt;Making me feel a lil neglected,&lt;br /&gt;You rather pop your stupid balloons,&lt;br /&gt;Your hair makes you look like a baboon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a waste of digital space,&lt;br /&gt;Writing about you is a disgrace,&lt;br /&gt;This song ain’t to diss you,&lt;br /&gt;But hell that doesn’t mean I’ll kiss you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7079706464270954501-2194910043881918289?l=paulkumarback23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7079706464270954501.post-107286959301875985</id><published>2007-10-28T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T19:22:11.597-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>Moving Up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Song Title:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving Up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lose the trail of where I have been&lt;br /&gt;Old ways has an ending&lt;br /&gt;Moving up for a better understanding&lt;br /&gt;Life a battle of corresponding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long winding road&lt;br /&gt;Just will make me blend with a coat&lt;br /&gt;Rest the short falls&lt;br /&gt;Nail the problems on the walls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to be optimistic to dissolve the pain&lt;br /&gt;Just like dirt being washed away in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Love it has no meaning&lt;br /&gt;My age to be earning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience from the lesson I have been told&lt;br /&gt;Time as a value of gold&lt;br /&gt;Never let another gal degrade my soul&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to turn cold&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7079706464270954501-107286959301875985?l=paulkumarback23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulkumarback23.blogspot.com/feeds/107286959301875985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7079706464270954501&amp;postID=107286959301875985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7079706464270954501/posts/default/107286959301875985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7079706464270954501/posts/default/107286959301875985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulkumarback23.blogspot.com/2007/10/song-name-moving-up.html' title='Moving Up...'/><author><name>PAUL GUY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847262830763254643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7079706464270954501.post-3183844729068153764</id><published>2007-10-23T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T04:30:03.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chivas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Song Title:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chivas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Chivas…most Loved label, Chivas Regal&lt;br /&gt;makes face in colour, Pink colour for a Chinese fella,&lt;br /&gt;Served everywhere from the pub to the club,&lt;br /&gt;Drinking to the music of hip hop,&lt;br /&gt;just jump up, dance to work out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, Flavor it with coke,&lt;br /&gt;You will love it, this is no joke,&lt;br /&gt;Friends of chivas… JD, Vodka and tequila,&lt;br /&gt;Makes you crave like Dracula,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment that you wish never ended,&lt;br /&gt;who took the Buzz when its needed,&lt;br /&gt;order another, so we can stay a little longer&lt;br /&gt;just to linger in this slander, that makes you wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up next morning in the kitchen next to the blander&lt;br /&gt;how that happen I ponder,&lt;br /&gt;take a ride on a road tour, drink till the end of the hour,&lt;br /&gt;probably you needed to pull over, I need to puke a little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or my Chivas, you make me think so fast,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think I need to rest, give me another glass,&lt;br /&gt;Meet my new girl friend her name so famous,&lt;br /&gt;Go to the gents don’t wanna puke in my pants.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7079706464270954501-3183844729068153764?l=paulkumarback23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulkumarback23.blogspot.com/feeds/3183844729068153764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7079706464270954501&amp;postID=3183844729068153764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7079706464270954501/posts/default/3183844729068153764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7079706464270954501/posts/default/3183844729068153764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulkumarback23.blogspot.com/2007/10/chivas.html' title='Chivas'/><author><name>PAUL GUY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847262830763254643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7079706464270954501.post-1218041881277609133</id><published>2007-10-22T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T23:47:23.729-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The End...'/><title type='text'>The End...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Song Title:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still thought of forgiveness when everything was meaningless, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Still had that love and caring ness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just wanted everything to be back to normal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For every party not losing a thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For every moment that we had to be sweet memory.&lt;br /&gt;You have lose it, blew up your chances that’s what you did…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me give you a close up.. this anger management plan tells me I need to face my problem, and she is the one and only thing at this moment. Sweet revenge I can be taking it, But it will never stop.. I will destroy her but the pleasure is short. So screw It anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just do it my way… you can live youR life but don’t cross mine. You have played with many minds. But mine is not a easy one. You are still mean and cold at many ways. You can never be the sherril I wanna be with, so screw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this life I never wanna see YA.., just to forget you I might sleep with a lesbo too, you love my rhymes im happy for you. it was all for you…I have found out till the very end what kinda fuck up, you have become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let our road cross, you will not like it…just remain how things are at this very point. He is my friend that I can live with, but you are an enemy so love it, so watch out&lt;br /&gt;Don’t step on my turf or my territory coz you will be sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the while anger as control me now my senses tells me. She is of the devil so let her sin. The last chance I gave her she blew it, her life is like a comedy movie.. this will not be the last time you will pay for what you did, I know you are not that bright, you are just gone repeat your silly mistake and put your life at stake…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit here reminiscing, at 2.41 Tuesday morning, I just made that call to him… it looks like you are ready for what it Seems. Sweet revenge is what you like! then you shall not waste my afford to my planning, Just don’t blame me… I still had a little flame inside me, now its gone. no more turning point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you fill like you are a used condom, That’s what you are at this very point. Useless to anyone. I don’t share my buddies or my friends with my enemy, so you know what that means. He will be seen as an individual in my world, you are being erased for I will not have a disgrace like you to make me degrade myself rep to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe the talent god gave me, writing a RHYME in 20 mins that’s crazy, shit sorry back to your story, sad will be your ending, im just not kidding, having pleasure with you was boring, you did not even use condom before your wedding, aint that scary.&lt;br /&gt;That will be your sweet memory. Let you decay in my stories…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7079706464270954501-1218041881277609133?l=paulkumarback23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulkumarback23.blogspot.com/feeds/1218041881277609133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7079706464270954501&amp;postID=1218041881277609133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7079706464270954501/posts/default/1218041881277609133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7079706464270954501/posts/default/1218041881277609133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulkumarback23.blogspot.com/2007/10/end.html' title='The End...'/><author><name>PAUL GUY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847262830763254643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7079706464270954501.post-604308867298357664</id><published>2007-10-18T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T18:31:36.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free At Last...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;song title:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free At Last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on top of the world and it's a lot better than where I've been. I was sick and tired livin' in a life of sin. Never again will I do what I did in the past, I'll be the first to admit I was going to fast. Forget about the past now it's a memory, in spite of everything I did God remembered me. And I'll be forever grateful as long as I'm livin', doesn't matter if I have to go through Armegeddon.&lt;br /&gt;I ain't sweatin' a thing , I know who's in control. You can say what you want to but I'm going to take it slow. Couldn't take it no more, I turned my life over into the hands of the one that I call Jehovah. Took the weight off my shoulders and made my burden lighter, I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for You my savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can lock me up with no key to be found, still I'm free as a bird, to share the word in my sound. Try to hem a brotha up watch out, I use the Word to cut 'em up no doubt.Steppin' in on the scene, I feel they eyes on me, I don't fit in the scheme, I feel they eyes on me, still my heart will stay mean, so get your eyes off me, and let the freedom ring, but you don't know what I mean. So let me break it down into sections. You cant fit in my position, All I'm tryin' to say is there's more to what you see, recognize there's a plan and it involves me. I'm free babay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;Want to be free, so free. I want to be free, so free. (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people think I clown a lot, some people think that I'm way to real. Some people think to much and don't care about the way I feel, I keep it real- what. Yall don't want to see a young brother get healed and yall don't want to see young brother get blessed. So just confess you rather see me stressed. I'm in pursuit of my happiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7079706464270954501-604308867298357664?l=paulkumarback23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulkumarback23.blogspot.com/feeds/604308867298357664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7079706464270954501&amp;postID=604308867298357664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7079706464270954501/posts/default/604308867298357664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7079706464270954501/posts/default/604308867298357664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulkumarback23.blogspot.com/2007/10/free-at-last.html' title='Free At Last...'/><author><name>PAUL GUY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847262830763254643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7079706464270954501.post-277927374989733402</id><published>2007-10-18T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T16:59:58.928-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relient K is the band...Ya...ya..'/><title type='text'>My Favorite Rock Band...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;---- &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RELIENT K&lt;/span&gt; ----&lt;br /&gt;Song Title:&lt;br /&gt;"My Girlfriend"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk through the streets of PA and you may see her.&lt;br /&gt;Go up to her and say you're a believer.&lt;br /&gt;Disgusting trash on MTV it makes her smile.&lt;br /&gt;That guy from Satan's embassy put him on trial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because... Marilyn Manson ate my girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Satan consumed her mind, and he may do it again.&lt;br /&gt;Marylin Manson ate my girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;She once believed in the truth, now she belives in sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She denies God when she has the chance to live for him.&lt;br /&gt;The thought of it makes me cringe.&lt;br /&gt;Her future looks dim.&lt;br /&gt;She'd rather gaze in Satan's eyes than on a steeple.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really starting to despise beautiful people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7079706464270954501-277927374989733402?l=paulkumarback23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulkumarback23.blogspot.com/feeds/277927374989733402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7079706464270954501.post-4471262275941491678</id><published>2007-10-16T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T04:17:44.399-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool LYRICS aH...'/><title type='text'>Check this Lyric out, by One Republic...</title><content type='html'>Apologize Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;Artist:One Republic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding on your rope&lt;br /&gt;Got me ten feet off the ground&lt;br /&gt;And I'm hearing what you say&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't make a sound&lt;br /&gt;You tell me that you need me&lt;br /&gt;Then you go and cut me down&lt;br /&gt;But wait...&lt;br /&gt;You tell me that you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;Didn't think I'd turn around and say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd take another chance, take a fall, take a shot for you&lt;br /&gt;And I need you like a heart needs a beat&lt;br /&gt;(But that's nothing new)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved you with a firein red, now it's turning blue&lt;br /&gt;And you say&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry" like the angel heaven let me think was you&lt;br /&gt;But I'm afraid...&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;Woahooo woah&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, a yeahah&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, a yeahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding on your rope&lt;br /&gt;Got me ten feet off the ground...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7079706464270954501-4471262275941491678?l=paulkumarback23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulkumarback23.blogspot.com/feeds/4471262275941491678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7079706464270954501&amp;postID=4471262275941491678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7079706464270954501/posts/default/4471262275941491678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7079706464270954501/posts/default/4471262275941491678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulkumarback23.blogspot.com/2007/10/check-this-song-out-by-timbaland.html' title='Check this Lyric out, by One Republic...'/><author><name>PAUL GUY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847262830763254643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7079706464270954501.post-3955092921677393349</id><published>2007-10-16T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T16:21:59.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorrow and Pain...</title><content type='html'>Song Title..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorrow and Pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse1&lt;br /&gt;The day was old and the night fell hard&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of this road and sick of these scars&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking deep now stuck behind these bars&lt;br /&gt;Cant count on anybody so I count then stars&lt;br /&gt;I shut my eyes and what I hard was the infinite&lt;br /&gt;In a world where the possible is limitless&lt;br /&gt;Then the word came a shook hands with the wind&lt;br /&gt;And blew through the street and alleys I had within&lt;br /&gt;And as the night aged the wind blew harder&lt;br /&gt;And page after page came and soon it began to rain&lt;br /&gt;And I could feel it washing away my pain&lt;br /&gt;And with every layer gone it began to reveal my name&lt;br /&gt;And then the lightning flashed past memories&lt;br /&gt;And I was enlightened to the truth in melodies&lt;br /&gt;And the thunder echoed deep within my soul&lt;br /&gt;and I realized I was empty and I didn't even know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse2&lt;br /&gt;On stone pillows I bellows aches and pains&lt;br /&gt;Of growin and stakin claim to creatin my own niche in this&lt;br /&gt;Im stayin still cuz lead streets they cover all&lt;br /&gt;And as midnight fall the walls seem closing in&lt;br /&gt;And the windows open up and the blinds they shivering&lt;br /&gt;Like leaves in autumn wind when the breeze come rollin in&lt;br /&gt;And my night it just begin so I toss and turn&lt;br /&gt;Quite aimless like I lost the yearn for mics to burn&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for the sun crawl up on the sky line&lt;br /&gt;So I can begin struggle and begin another rhyme&lt;br /&gt;See I live for the fight its my life purpose and plan&lt;br /&gt;So at night I'm not fulfillin my callin I'm worthless man&lt;br /&gt;Just like drifted sea man,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse3&lt;br /&gt;With my back to the sun I'm spittin on my shadow and watch&lt;br /&gt;As it blinds those who oppose me in battle&lt;br /&gt;When it falls behind the hills I'm thinking about restin&lt;br /&gt;And putting my pen to bed instead of stressing&lt;br /&gt;Wars but I'm more of a man for the stance I take&lt;br /&gt;Even as I glance around me at them fallen friends mistakes&lt;br /&gt;I mourn the lost and retreat when night falls&lt;br /&gt;And return to the battlefield when the sun calls&lt;br /&gt;Its coming up on 5 am im still questioning&lt;br /&gt;Frustration been gone a calm has in&lt;br /&gt;A peace in the coos cease fire till the days Pass&lt;br /&gt;With an increase desire to make it and out last&lt;br /&gt;Take it one day at a time and break it down at night&lt;br /&gt;And never sleep till im done doing it right&lt;br /&gt;its got to be enough I pray&lt;br /&gt;Cuz to God my life's one morning one night and one day&lt;br /&gt;Through this world full of stress - the thunder and rain I try hard to maintain but the drama remains&lt;br /&gt;I feel trapped in this game so I call on your Name&lt;br /&gt;God relieve me from the Sorrow and Pain…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7079706464270954501-3955092921677393349?l=paulkumarback23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulkumarback23.blogspot.com/feeds/3955092921677393349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7079706464270954501&amp;postID=3955092921677393349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7079706464270954501/posts/default/3955092921677393349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7079706464270954501/posts/default/3955092921677393349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulkumarback23.blogspot.com/2007/10/sorrow-and-pain.html' title='Sorrow and Pain...'/><author><name>PAUL GUY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847262830763254643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7079706464270954501.post-6611349542591250067</id><published>2007-10-10T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T23:46:43.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Revenge…</title><content type='html'>Song name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Revenge…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, take a seat on this bench, let me tell you how im gone revenge… smack that bitch and hang her on the fence…its gone be offensive I don’t play defences, here have some milk shake and fungus fries from the garbage…You are one fucking baggage…dump you down the&lt;br /&gt;sewage…bitch I know I need to teach you a lesson, you ditch me when I was a holy person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now sinning is my passion, my desire is to drown you in this emotion…you fucking lie about going to tuition…your intention is to get drunk ,get horny and get fucked that has become you great inspiration I think that’s also your credo…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day you will only live to become a widow, get to stare out the window for another whore…ohh…ya.. I believe you will become a lesbian thou… you had more then 6 guys at the age not even 18, you must be already sick with dicks …the just hate song was for you, I admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F***ed me that’s what you did… im actually kinda sick of your winne so I had to break my promise. Had to make you leave me… but im disappointed that it was just to early. You like ugine Lee his name sound so girly…where did you pick up this punani…maybe he looks like virgin Mary …coz he sounds like one…i hope he does not act like one… He wanted to see me… wants to be my good buddy…dude im just sorry…its never gone be...you tell me friends are more important then this bitch…your action are louder then your speech…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my bait in my stupid little game…Mark this words…just don’t cross my world…if you do.. be ready for the worst…This is you curse... If you have any surprise bring it forward, im ready for the battle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ex little Bitch... thanks for making a stupid move, which was the course of my information…you are the one who has put me to this position…I really wanted to understand your actions…looks like it just took me two months to know you like bitching, your preaching is based on lying…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youre the greatest drama queen…you only knew how to hurt others feeling, all that we had has no meaning…you will remember this till thee ending…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7079706464270954501-6611349542591250067?l=paulkumarback23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulkumarback23.blogspot.com/feeds/6611349542591250067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7079706464270954501&amp;postID=6611349542591250067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7079706464270954501/posts/default/6611349542591250067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7079706464270954501/posts/default/6611349542591250067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulkumarback23.blogspot.com/2007/10/sweet-revenge.html' title='Sweet Revenge…'/><author><name>PAUL GUY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847262830763254643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7079706464270954501.post-3022386340202181161</id><published>2007-10-04T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T16:47:46.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cold World...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Song name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Cold World...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verse1&lt;br /&gt;The day we were born out of our mothers womb&lt;br /&gt; we were placed in a little basket in a room&lt;br /&gt;my basket got switched&lt;br /&gt;I think my new mama got pissed&lt;br /&gt;when people took away our peace&lt;br /&gt;took the right for our skin colour to exist&lt;br /&gt; My mama had to rest in peace&lt;br /&gt; her life taken by a selfish disease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verse2&lt;br /&gt;Ya… we are different in genes&lt;br /&gt;but the colour in this veins does not change&lt;br /&gt;its like living life in chains&lt;br /&gt;getting marked.. getting degraded, disrespected in shame&lt;br /&gt;the most humiliating thing to do as human is to see the skin&lt;br /&gt;Cant you just judge by the book in stead of the look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verse3&lt;br /&gt;When would human live in harmony&lt;br /&gt;when everything they do its for money&lt;br /&gt; its funny how they say you have the human rights&lt;br /&gt; when you only hear lies&lt;br /&gt;life is like the rowing dice&lt;br /&gt; sometimes the pain is twice&lt;br /&gt;you better think wise before you use your voice&lt;br /&gt;freedom of speech is not your choice&lt;br /&gt;This world is cold as the frozen ice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7079706464270954501-3022386340202181161?l=paulkumarback23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulkumarback23.blogspot.com/feeds/3022386340202181161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7079706464270954501&amp;postID=3022386340202181161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7079706464270954501/posts/default/3022386340202181161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7079706464270954501/posts/default/3022386340202181161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulkumarback23.blogspot.com/2007/10/cold-world_04.html' title='The Cold World...'/><author><name>PAUL GUY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847262830763254643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7079706464270954501.post-5661190128614782317</id><published>2007-09-30T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T04:38:12.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Hate…</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Song Title:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Hate…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose the bait, just for the constant hate, gone leave you standing outside the heavenly gate…that’s your fate. Face the deadly plague, maybe U will just lose a leg… all you need is a little kick, if I was god I will grow u a beak, you greedy pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite let me make it clean and simple your death will be easy with a Riffle, im just kidding u stupid weasel or second thought stick a pencil into your heart, hear you screaming out…haarrrrahaaaarrraa…or shit thats loud stick a pacifier into your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;times up…time to build a crowd, let my rhyme spread out…like the killer virus without the antidote. Make you wear a polka dot...let you run around like a duck. I will take a shot… right through your heart, you’re senseless you don’t deserve a heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re brain as small as the golf ball but your head is bigger then soccer ball… what do you keep in there you stupid whore... I will not give up till the end of my last breath, I freaking wish you will die in a car crash, or in a blood bash. If it matters to do this job with the cash, just clean and fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is not about who you think it is… but I say its general to all my enemy…if you can only follow the feeling inside me, you will just become mean…cool… with your blood running up your vein, just trying to blow your brain…make you go insane…this is not just what im saying, but this is how im feeling…just fill like killing. Now this song ends with a cool wording…just gone be hating…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7079706464270954501-5661190128614782317?l=paulkumarback23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulkumarback23.blogspot.com/feeds/5661190128614782317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7079706464270954501&amp;postID=5661190128614782317' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7079706464270954501/posts/default/5661190128614782317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7079706464270954501/posts/default/5661190128614782317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulkumarback23.blogspot.com/2007/09/just-hate.html' title='Just Hate…'/><author><name>PAUL GUY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847262830763254643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7079706464270954501.post-6051388734878535667</id><published>2007-09-28T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T11:17:07.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buddies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Name of the song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddies…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke this morning think of nothing, hit the shower got out and was thinking what im gone be doing, cant accept the fact she did a stupid thing. wish she could be here snoring.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway she was boring… gone crash at a party this evening…now thinkin how my life gone be with my buddies all around me. "Fantastic"... that’s what my word would be…or just shot me cause I made a mistake having a backstabbing bitch when you told me... oh.. shit, I admit, I was blinded by her beauty and lie. Now I can fly, I have freedom in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fall so deep just could not get on my feet, Dev my god sis.. pull me out of this shit..i thank her and my good buddies Adrian, Ruben and melvin, for greatness I do have a humorous friend his name is max…don’t think of sex all you can think of is condom bags. Shit!... Dev is gone kick my ass. I LOVE YOU my Great Queen.. I humble request for your apologies. this is the way I express..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way Max your the best, we had good time playing CS, got to kick some ass..i will be a DJ fast, you will be seeing me spinning on my best, getting chick from the west. Drinking wine is my guess…clubbing is what I do best, so if I see the stupid chick I will smack her ass. You wanna know whose this chick she is my EX.haa…haa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great this life is not so complex , me my buddies at a dubbleplex ,drinking to get relaxed. I can look at my past and laugh, I don’t care about jazz I just love music for itself, im gone be myself, let me show you what is hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living with a lying beautiful chick that’s hell, chicken shits …this stanza will be all abut shits, Dame this beautiful chick they just wanna do you shit. I have my friend so eat shit. so dont push it . I will make you look like a shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best buddies Dan and ryan are from the crib, they give advice to keep, just to leap over emotional drift, I think this is a gift, cursed is to life , believe in a big oak tree …that’s the credo to be , roots a like the feet stand on my on territory... and just let me be me. This is my destiny only buddies will shed with me…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7079706464270954501-6051388734878535667?l=paulkumarback23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paulkumarback23.blogspot.com/feeds/6051388734878535667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7079706464270954501&amp;postID=6051388734878535667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7079706464270954501/posts/default/6051388734878535667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7079706464270954501/posts/default/6051388734878535667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paulkumarback23.blogspot.com/2007/09/buddies.html' title='Buddies...'/><author><name>PAUL GUY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16847262830763254643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
