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With reports that children as young as three own a mobile phone it’s not much of a surprise that the big mobile phone companies are designing phones and packages specifically for children.
Children are not only being targeted by phone companies but by TV ads, with the latest ringtones and screen savers on offer. Peer pressure can also play a large part, making them feel like they have to have the latest on the market with the latest gadgets.
You’d probably be hard pushed to come across a child/teenager that hasn’t got their own mobile phone or that doesn’t know how to use one.
However there are an increasing number of muggings and attacks on youngsters simply to gain possession of their phone. In some of the worst cases reported, knifes and even guns were used to threaten them into handing over their mobiles.
Along with the initial cost of the phone plus the upkeep, is it really worth it?
On the plus side, mobiles can offer parents some peace of mind, knowing that they can contact their children with the touch of a button, or the child can call them if they’re needed for whatever reason. Also, knowing that they can call any emergency service without having to have credit can be enough of a selling point.
So what is the best option? There are a number of companies that not only offer the new fad model but they also offer attractive options with pay as you go. You can find deals such as the one with Orange offering free texts & free mobile access to MySpace. This would be very popular with the average teenager.
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Let me just make this statement (uh!)

Loud and clear - Jersey’s here (yeah!)

Some dude’s got problems wit me

Over there - I ain’t care

Some people see me creep (Jersey!)

They mack all type - that’s alright

You know I slurp my drink (Brick City!)

I’m clipped inside - kids aight (Just Blaze!)

[Verse: Joe Budden]

Yes y’all it’s the one and only (what else?)

And I came to have fun, here homie (what else?)

And I came wit a ton of money (but!)

Don’t get it twisted the gun is on me (now)

This chick’s wit her man frontin on me

I’ll holla at her when she done wit homie

Cause, Jump Off I got a ton of grown freaks

One named Tasha, one named Monique

One’s diva’d out, keep her make-up tight

She got her good heels on wit her Jacob ice

And ma love to club, so she stay up nice

And she give me brains just the way I like!

One’s real ghetto, don’t give a reason

She knows I’m not her man, she don’t riff bout cheating

Joey only go to her crib on weekends

Real real late when the kids are sleeping

‘Tis the season, no more BS music

Watch and learn, see us do this

Geeks here’s new shit

Playboy I keep exclusives to make dudes see less units (c’mon!)

[Chorus]

[JB:] Uhh

[RM:] Watch me get it cracking!

[JB:] Uhh

[RM:] Bitch I get it cracking!

[JB:] Uhh

[RM:] Fuck y’all I’m a get it cracking!

[JB:] Uhh

[RM:] Jersey gon’ get it cracking!

[Girl:] Just slide, get down (Yeah!)

Everybody to the flow just slide (Chill Town)

Get down (Brick City!) everybody to the flow

[Verse: Joe Budden]

Yes yes y’all who ain’t believe me?

Don’t be fooled it ain’t this easy

All y’all so ‘n so’s shamed, that cheesy

You wonder why people don’t go and spend they change on a weekly

(But) Who’s fly in rap? I in fact

By myself, no one behind the attack

And fuck Sound Scan, I ain’t BUYING that

Cause y’all sell em to the stores then buy ‘em back

Now one hot storm, we’ll fly and rap

If the rest of you provide is wack

I see creativity dying fast

I’m glad producers charge so high for they tracks (tell em why though)

Now they do it all, you just applying the rap

Honestly now, it’s not the economy’s down

Now rap dudes suck they own pee hole

The wacker the music the bigger the ego

Fans left suffering, gasping!

And it’s embarassing! Jump Off I’m the aspirin

I’m still hungry, I’m still fasting

Y’all fade out, I’m just getting it cracking

[Chorus]

[Verse: Busta Rhymes]

Guess who’s coming?

It be the God of the flows

It be the God of the spitting

It be the God of the blows

You’ll be black and blue up your shit

And probably swell up your nose

Lotta bitches love when I spit so let me dazzle you hoes

Let me prazzle your head, do and skidattle wit Joe

And get a stack of that money and get a stack of the ‘dro

Better back it up money before they crack through the dome

I got a pack of them niggaz that leave a crack in yo skull

HOLD UP!! … see I ain’t finished wit y’all

Before I diminish let me handle my business wit y’all

Watching you niggaz, you shook! all you looking all nervous

Maybach infront the club, parked crooked on purpose

Now ladies my Mercedes Maybach

Probably hold six in the back and three if ya fat

Probably hold more in the back if they sit on the lap

I gotta go and move to the party to see where it’s at

[Chorus]

[Outro: Busta Rhymes]

Can’t stop won’t stop

Rock it to the rhythm

Cause we - ah get down

Cause we - ah get down

Cause we - ah get down

Joe Budden, Busta Bus

Cause we - ah get down

And we seeing that

There’s some hoes in this house

There’s some hoes in this house

Light that ‘dro in tha house

Smoke that ‘dro in tha house

Bring that doe in this house

Bring that doe in this house

Where dem hoes in this house?

Where dem hoes in this house?

Where my niggaz at?

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Fake ’50s clothes

Fake ’50s food

Classic gas-guzzling dream cars

In more ads on the tube

Fake home-made cookies

Like mommy usedto make

Nostalgia for an age

That never existed

Do you remember

Art-deco knick-knacks and flings

The stars on the silver screen

Made you forget Hooverville

View the world

Through Time-Life and Nick at Nite

Nostalgia for an age

That never existed

All the stars had a pretty face

Children and Negroes knew their place

Blocks of happy families

With moms and dads all in love

Or are these wholesome memories

Really from reruns on TV

ANd ads in old garage sale magazines

Fake sixiteis

Mask our leaders’ sleaze

Is it really a new beiginning

With confederate Kennedys?

Fake Camelot

Before everything went wrong

Nostalgia for an age

That never existed

Do you remember

The Summer of Love

Vietnam, mini-skirts and drugs

Rebellion was so much fun

Tell your own kids

Just Say No to that

Nostalgia for an age

That never existed

Turn that MTV racket off

So your folks can listen to “classic” rock

Mellow out to the same old songs

Again and again and again

Do you wonder or even care

How you wound up such a square

If ya can’t stand the Big Chill

Get out of the freezer

Can’t stand the Big Chill

Get out of the freezer

everything old is new again

It all comes back, jsut wait your turn

But somehow the magic’s always missing

Giving up on future dreams

To dwell on rosy memories

Will make sure your best days

Are in the past

Nostalgia for an age that never existed

Nostalgia for an age that never existed

Do yo uremember

Being the first punk in your town

Outlaw #1

For the t-shirt you had on

Now you stay home

Mad at the whole scene

For refusing to freeze

In 1983

Why can’t all the old bands reform

Stick to playing their old songs

It ain’t punk

If it ain’t just like the old days

That was then, this is now

Suckling up to the sacred cow

Can leave ya stuck in the mud

With its remains

Nostalgia for an age that never existed

Nostalgia for an age that never existed

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Inside or out

I had looked everywhere but the only lamp left on in the house

Was a blue light

I was not ready

I’m no enchantress and I was too proud

Go find some Christmas angel then give that to her

If that’s what she wants guardian angel…guardian

If you were wiser you would get out

Downstairs the big old house is mine

Upstairs where the stars still laugh and they shine

Downstairs where the big old house is mine

Outside where the stars still laugh and

Stars still laugh and shine

And the stars still laugh and cry and shine

And the stars still laugh and cry and shine

And the stars still laugh and shine and shine

Don’t listen to her, listen through her

Some Christmas angel

Freedom well give that to her

Oh, if that’s what she wants, guardian angel…guardian

If you were wiser you would get out

And the light that shines through the shining night

Is a lamp that I carried from my mother’s home

And the light that burns through the window pane

And the love remains

And the guardian of your “Challenge” does not cry…

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I’m So Happy I Can’t Stop Crying

She says the kids are fine and that they miss me

Maybe I could come and baby-sit sometime

She says, “are you o.k I was worried about you

Can you forgive me I hope that you’ll be happy”

I said, “I’m so happy that I can’t stop crying

I’m so happy I’m laughing through my tears”

I saw a friend of mine he said, “I was worried about you

I heard she had another man, I wondered how you felt about it”

I’m so happy that I can’t stop crying

I’m so happy I’m laughing through my tears

Saw my lawyer, Mr. good news he got me

Joint custody and legal separation

So I’m so happy that I can’t stop crying

I’m laughing through my tears,

I’m laughing through my tears

I took a walk alone last night

I looked up at the stars

To try to find an answer in my life

I chose a star for me I chose a star for him

I chose two stars for my kids and one star for my wife

Something made me smile

Something seemed to ease the pain

Something about the universe and how it’s all connected

The park is full of sunday fathers and melted ice cream

We try to do the best within the given time

A kid should be with his mother everybody knows that

What can a father do but baby-sit sometimes

I saw that friend of mine, he said, “you look different somehow”

I said, “everybody’s got to leave the darkness sometime”

I said, “I’m so happy that I can’t stop crying

I’m laughing through my tears

I’m laughing through my tears”

I’m so happy that I can’t stop crying

I’m laughing through my tears

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