Омар Базаров, 84 года, New York City

Омар Базаров, 84 года, New York City

  • Город: New York City, США
  • Дата рождения: 29.02.1940
  • Пол: мужской
  • ВКонтакте: 95268733
  • Университет:
    Вуз: California State University, Long Beach, 1955, Очное отделение, Доктор наук
    Факультет: College of Engineering
  • Образование:
    Школа: Школа «Oxford International School», 1956 - 1981
    уфуфу
    Школа: 112th Street Elementary School, 1982 - 1992
    Candy
  • Деятельность: IGM
  • Место работы: White Home
    1985 - 1997
    Mr.President
  • Место работы: с 1990 г.
    синий
  • Религия: I love you
  • Языки:
    Русский

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Омар слушал аудиокниги
  • Музыка: I'm not afraid to take a stand Everybody come take my hand We'll walk this road together, through the storm Whatever weather, cold or warm Just let you know that, you're not alone Holla if you feel like you've been down the same road Yeah, It's been a ride... I guess i had to go to that place to get to this one Now some of you might still be in that place If you're trying to get out, just follow me I'll get you there You can try and read my lyrics off of this paper before I lay 'em But you won't take the sting out these words before I say 'em Cause ain't no way I'm let you stop me from causing mayhem When I say I'ma do something I do it, I don't give a damn What you think, I'm doing this for me, so f-ck the world Feed it beans, it's gassed up, if it thinks its stopping me I'mma be what I set out to be, without a doubt undoubtedly And all those who look down on me I'm tearing down your balcony No if ands or buts don't try to ask him why or how can he From Infinite down to the last Relapse album he's still sh-ttin' and Whether he's on salary, paid hourly Until he bows out or he sh-t's his bowels out of him Whichever comes first, for better or worse He's married to the game, like a f-ck you for Christmas His gift is a curse, forget the earth he's got the urge To pull his d-ck from the dirt and f-ck the whole Universe