Author: Olly

  • Someone stole my Tinie Tempah Pass Out Lyrics!

    I kinda figured it would happen – the lyrics were NO WHERE to be found – so after me and HSB sat and worked them out and i posted them on here i knew it wouldn’t be long before some bastard robbed them and tried to play them off as their own.

    I know they have stolen mine cos they’ve made mistakes that have now been corrected by the lovely commenter’s on my actual post about the tinie tempah pass out lyrics

    What would be nice is if Tinie himself could verify the lyrics so that at least when people are stealing mine they are stealing the right ones 🙂

    I wouldn’t of minded if the tea-leaf at least stated where he got them from – it took us hours to get that far!

  • World Cup 2010 Claiming Online Promotions SCAM!

    This email came to me in a totally different format to most scam emails that grace my inbox. It was actually sent with formatting (different coloured text etc) ad came with a JPG attachment that had today’s date on it – and looked much more professional than most.

    Its blatantly obvious its a scam – here’s some reason why.

    1. Its claiming i have won a Football orientated prize – i hate football and am in no way associated with any football sites, clubs or organisations, so there is no way they could of got my works email account to add to a draw.
    2. Its claiming ive won $2,754,000.00! – Err… In my DREAMS!
    3. The email account it has been sent from is: claimsprize_20@hotmail.com – umm… a company giving out $2.7 million as a prize aint gonna be using hotmail now, are they?
    4. The reply-to address is claimsprocessingdept01@gala.net – gala.net is some Russian bullshit portal.

    It isn’t hard to identify them as scams – just look at some of the points ive covered above and you’ll always be one step ahead.

    Here’s the content of the email they sent to me.

    This is FIFA World Cup Claiming Online Promotions Award Notification, Do Open Attachment File For Details.

    Yours Truly,

    Mrs. Carolyn A. Taylor
    Promotions Manager
    FIFA World Cup Claiming Online Promotions
    Eastern Cape, South Africa
    Copy Right (C) 2010
    (Reg No: 2000/003778/09)

    And here is the attachment I received with it;

    I have of course replied making out to be some kind of retard – lets see what fun we can have with this one.

    I will of course, keep you posted.

  • Tinie Tempah – Pass Out (Lyrics)

    Tinie Tempah is a rapper from south London who has been around for some years but has been churning out  UK grime rap  tracks like “Wifey” – which aint the best track ever made.

    Then late last year he dropped this blinder! Due for release early 2010 this track WILL BE number 1 in the charts. Its a brilliant track, with funny lyrics and an awesome cameo from mr drum and bass right at the end.

    Anyway, we couldn’t find the lyrics anywhere – so we’ve started writing them. If you can help us add more to it then please pipe up!

    And if you are insistent on stealing these for your own site please at least links back to here!!!!

    Tinie’s own blog is located here, maybe he’ll see the pingback and fill in the lyrics for us?

    So here’s what we’ve got (or not got) so far!

    Tinie Tempah – Pass Out Lyrics

    Its ok,
    Im good,
    Lets Go!

    Yeah (yeah) we bring the stars out,
    We bring the women and the cars and the cards out,
    Lets have a toast a celebration get a glass out,
    And we can do this until we pass out.

    (so) Let it rain,
    Let it pour away,
    We wont come down,
    Until we hit the ground and pass out!

    Yeah (i) yeah, i’m in charge now,
    I’m a star and i bought my fucking cast out,
    I live a very very very wild lifestyle,
    Heidi and Audrina eat your heart out,
    I used to listen to ‘you don’t wanna bring arms house’
    I got so many clothes i keep’s em in ma aunts house,
    Disturbing London baby we about to branch out,
    Soon ill be the king like Prince Charles Child, Yeah!

    Yeah, yeah and there aint nobody fresher
    Semester to semester, ravin’ with the freshers
    20 light bulbs around my table and my dresser
    ClC Kompressor, just in case that don’t impress her
    Say hello to dexter, say hello to uncle fester
    Got them gazing at my necklace and my crazy sun protectors
    G-Shocks i got a crazy don collection
    Haters, i cant fuckin’ hear your reception

    Yeah (yeah) we bring the stars out,
    We bring the women and the cars and the cards out,
    Lets have a toast a celebration get a glass out,
    And we can do this until we pass out.

    (so) Let it rain,
    Let it pour away,
    We wont come down,
    Until we hit the ground and pass out!

    This shit was meant to last me 24 hrs man

    Yeah, They say hello, they say ‘ola and they say bonjour,
    I’m pissed i never got to fly on a concord,
    I bin Southampton but ive never bin to Scunthorpe,
    I’m fucking crazy with the kicks, call me Jean Claude,

    About to be a bigger star than my mum thought,
    Cos every day i got a groupie at my front door,
    Now I drive past the bus i used to run for,
    Where’s my fucking clap, where’s my encore?

    I walk alone, cos I was born alone,
    I chirps her just for fun, I never ever call her phone,
    I leave her in the club, i never ever walk her home,
    DL the f’kin foundation, im the cornerstone,
    I’m born famous,
    I’m sorta’ known,
    If your son doesn’t,
    I bet your Daughter knows,
    Check out my visual, checkout my audio,
    Extra ordinary, yo, hope you enjoyed the show,

    Yeah (yeah) we bring the stars out,
    We bring the women and the cars and the cards out,
    Lets have a toast a celebration get a glass out,
    And we can do this until we pass out.

    (so) Let it rain,
    Let it pour away,
    We wont come down,
    Until we hit the ground and pass out!

    Woh ho, woh ho ho (etc)

    Uh, Look at me i been a cheeky bastard, Man’im,
    Look at all the drama we started, Now’im
    In here layin’ on my back, sayin’ DJ wont ya gimmie one more track

    [insert drum and bass riddims]

    Ill Apologise For Tonight, Tomorrow Morning’ (repeated during d&b)

    (so) Let it rain,
    Let it pour away,
    We wont come down,
    Until we hit the ground and pass out!

    (so) Let it rain,
    Let it pour away,
    We wont come down,
    Until we hit the ground and pass out!

    Pass out (echo)
    Pass out (echo)

    Passs outtttttttt

    Buy Tinie Tempah Pass Out NOW!

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    Thanks to HSB10 for helping me sit through it and work most of the lyrics out.

    Thank you to all the commenter’s who are helping us put together the actual lyrics.

  • Christmas Eve-Eve

    Well, tomorrow is Christmas Eve and i just cant believe how fast it has come round. Thankfully this year i’ve had Gemma to help me with most (well, all) of it apart from the gifts for her of course. She’s sorted everyone’s gifts out, delivered them and sent out cards etc – what would i do without her, eh?

    All that is left now is to tie up loose ends at work and prepare for the office closing down over the holiday period.

    We’re breaking up today, and coming back on the 4th January 2010.

    It feels weird saying 2010. When it was 2009 we could say “oh nine” and when it was 2008 we could say “oh eight” but what about 2010? Do we just say “ten” ? Or do i have to call it “twenty ten?”

    Its all crazy.

    Anyway – this is me signing off – ttfn, see you next year!