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Aug 21, 04
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Werd to your Mother...
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Aug 21, 04
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tupac is still alive!
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Aug 21, 04
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"Lil Homies"
Fuckin lil' homies.. Everybody duckin, my fuckin lil' homies My lil' homies.. Everybody duckin, my fuckin lil' homies Just pay attention Here's a story bout my lil' homies, straight thuggin Lil' bad young mothafuckers, gotta love him You catch him in his G ride, touchin his glock Screamin Outlaw (Wessyde motherfucker) bustin on my enemy's block Educated on these cold streets Gettin money makin dummies out the police, ain't no peace for an adolescent ***** to rap, so be a thinker Bud smokin twenty-four seven, everyday drinker Got my diploma but I never learned shit in school Mo' money, mo' bitches, mo' murder fool Always the young *****z gettin in shit She wouldn't stop to conversate so you called her a bitch (BIATCH) Bustin on paper thin motherfuckers Drinkin gin 'fore youu get to sinnin on them busters Emptied his clip, passed by like he didn't know me Everybody duckin, my fuckin lil' homies Lil' homies on the ride *****z gonna die tonight, let's get high tonight (my lil' homies) Lil' homies on the mash Runnin from these punk police, cause lil' *****z run the sreets (my fuckin lil' homies) I remember.. when you was just a lil' G Flirting with death, playin Russian Roulette, screamin KILL ME! Hey there young *****, what you smokin on? Mad at the world cause you came from a broken home Love to squad plus your mob is sick A bunch of adolescent *****z spittin major shit Tell me, young ***** if ya die let me know Would your heart feel pain, watchin as your mother cries? Will all your homies ride? Or will they all get high, and talk about how you died? Young *****z on a mission to compete Gettin G's, packin heat, bringin havoc to the fuckin streets Nobody knows why he took a fo'-fo' and loaded up on the whole front row (BUCK BUCK, BUCK BUCK!!) Try to tell him but he act like he don't know me Pull out his pistol and show me, my lil' homie [Chorus] Hahaha, whassup *****? YEAH! You lil' bad motherfuckers You motherfuckers know what time it is Yeah *****! Juvenile delinquent-ass motherfuckers Under eighteen.. better protect that shit! First to bomb, sixteen on death row Bustin on them phony motherfuckers cause the big homey said so *****z knew I was a nut case, quick to blast Livin underage, but he'll blaze on yo' bitch ass Is there a heaven for a G? And if it is, will I finally get to be at peace? On these streets ain't no peace, shell-shocked souls makin money off of crack sales, young black males Unable to change cause it's a cycle Plus nobody knows.. the evil that they might do Lil' Moo, Big Yak, K. Kastro Big mouth Hussein, call them Outlawz Tellin the world to be equipped When these young motherfuckers rip shit, they don't quit Drew down on me, pull a pound on me Bust like he didn't know me, my lil' homies [Chorus] Whassup ***** let's do this shit! My lil' homies! Lil' bad-ass motherfuckin adolescent *****z! My lil' homies! What the fuck you *****z wanna do? WHAT *****? My fuckin lil' homies Sixteen, fifteen, thirteen, my fuckin lil' homies [Chorus] Juvenile delinquents ready to BUST on you motherfuckers What the fuck you *****z wanna do *****?! ***** take yo' shit on, lil' homies! We robbin motherfuckers *****, Thug Life, Outlawwwwz! Wessyde! You know what time it is, my lil' homies! You know what the fuck you gotta do *****, Outlawz ***** My lil' homies.. Last edited by Ms.Chop; Aug 21, 04 at 03:11 AM.
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Aug 21, 04
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"Changes"
Come on come on I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself is life worth living should I blast myself? I'm tired of bein' poor & even worse I'm black my stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch Cops give a damn about a negro pull the trigger kill a ***** he's a hero Give the crack to the kids who the hell cares one less hungry mouth on the welfare First ship 'em dope & let 'em deal the brothers give 'em guns step back watch 'em kill each other It's time to fight back that's what Huey said 2 shots in the dark now Huey's dead I got love for my brother but we can never go nowhere unless we share with each other We gotta start makin' changes learn to see me as a brother instead of 2 distant strangers and that's how it's supposed to be How can the Devil take a brother if he's close to me? I'd love to go back to when we played as kids but things changed, and that's the way it is Come on come on That's just the way it is Things'll never be the same That's just the way it is aww yeah [repeat] I see no changes all I see is racist faces misplaced hate makes disgrace to races We under I wonder what it takes to make this one better place, let's erase the wasted Take the evil out the people they'll be acting right 'cause both black and white is smokin' crack tonight and only time we chill is when we kill each other it takes skill to be real, time to heal each other And although it seems heaven sent We ain't ready, to see a black President, uhh It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact the penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks But some things will never change try to show another way but you stayin' in the dope game Now tell me what's a mother to do bein' real don't appeal to the brother in you You gotta operate the easy way "I made a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way sellin' crack to the kid. " I gotta get paid," Well hey, well that's the way it is [bridge] We gotta make a change... It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes. Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we live and let's change the way we treat each other. You see the old way wasn't working so it's on us to do what we gotta do, to survive. And still I see no changes can't a brother get a little peace It's war on the streets & the war in the Middle East Instead of war on poverty they got a war on drugs so the police can bother me And I ain't never did a crime I ain't have to do But now I'm back with the blacks givin' it back to you Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up, crack you up and pimp slap you up You gotta learn to hold ya own they get jealous when they see ya with ya mobile phone But tell the cops they can't touch this I don't trust this when they try to rush I bust this That's the sound of my tool you say it ain't cool my mama didn't raise no fool And as long as I stay black I gotta stay strapped & I never get to lay back 'Cause I always got to worry 'bout the pay backs some buck that I roughed up way back comin' back after all these years rat-tat-tat-tat-tat that's the way it is uhh
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Aug 21, 04
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"Ballad Of A Dead Soulja"
Yeah.. ballad of a dead soldier This is the ballad of a dead soldier This is the ballad of a dead soldier Come play the ballad of a dead soldier.. The plan, to take command of the whole family Though underhanded, to be the man it was planned All my road dawgs, official mob *****z love to act up The first to bomb we rob *****z I can be, lost in my own mind To be the boss only thought's grip on chrome nines *****z get tossed up, war scars, battlefield memories Swore I saw the devil in my empty glass of Hennesey Talkin to a ***** on a tight leash Screamin "Fuck the police," as I ride through the night streets Lil' child runnin wild, toward his danger What's the cause don't be alarmed death to all strangers Maybe I'm a madman A pistol grabbin ***** unleash the Sandman Promisin merciless retaliation, nothin is colder Close your eyes, hear the ballad of a dead soldier Thug for Life I will be.. (this is the ballad of a dead soldier) A life of crime I will lead.. (close your eyes, hear the ballad of a dead soldier) If you play the game, you play to win.. (this is the ballad of a dead soldier) It's a crazy world full of sin.. (close your eyes) Completely lost, revenge at all costs Payback's a bitch, switch now the trick's crossed Tossed up and never to be heard of A single witness screamin bloody murder, murder Blast tell me homey what you see now? A blind man and a dead body, I'm read' to leave town And get my cash though, hook up with Kastro Homey had to blast on the task force Stupid coppers tried to play us out, never that They took my money and my stash, time to get 'em back (heh heh) Upon my secret arrival Two glock four-fives, time for survival Death to my rivals, tell me what you want lord? Nobody left after the death of a drug lord (eh eh) The situation's critical Nothin is colder - than hear the ballad of a dead soldier [Chorus] [last line:] "close your eyes and hear the ballad of a dead soldier" Be a coward, put yo' hands to the moon When my glocks rang out, the *****z came out BOOM Who wanna see me in the challenge? So merciless I'm terrifyin *****z in my ballads, do you feel me? Capo or Capi-tan, one day I'll be the Don Until then, remain strong My only fear of death is reincarnation Bustin at my adversaries like a mental patient To all my *****z facin sixty years, sheddin tattooed tears Another suicidal on the peer Takin private planes, tryin to survive the game For all my homies that'll never be alive again All he promised us is death ***** Take a breath come be the last one left *****, it's real now Villain to fantasize, ain't nothin colder Listen you can hear it - the ballad of a dead soldier [chorus] [last line:] "close your eyes and hear the ballad of a dead soldier" This go out to Cato, Mental All the *****z that passed away To Geronimo.. (?).. all the down ass riders All the *****z that put it down, all the soldiers All the *****z that go through that day to day struggled This is the ballad of a dead soldier! All the *****z that passed on All the *****z with ambition and money in they heart All the *****z that want some and that don't take none Hahaha.. it's the ballad of a dead soldier! The police are so scared of us All the feds they aware of us They wanna see us dead They got pictures of a ***** head, ballad of a dead soldier! Tryin to see me in chains, shit Them *****z'll never breathe again Before they put me in a cell they'll see me in hell Cause it's the ballad of a dead soldier! Got my pistols cocked Run the whole motherfuckin block, fuck the cops! The police? We run these streets ***** Ain't heard the ballad of a dead soldier! These *****z can't see me, half the world wanna be me Multi-millionaire; shit, it ain't fair But *****, you know - it's the ballad of a dead soldier
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Aug 21, 04
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"All Eyez On Me"
I bet you got it twisted you don't know who to trust So many playa hating *****z tryin to sound like us Say they ready for the funk, but I don't think they knowin Straight to the depths of hell is where those cowards goin Well are you still down *****? Holla when you see me And let these devils be sorry for the day they finally freed me I got a caravan of *****z every time we ride (every time we ride) Hittin motherfuckers up when we pass by (when we pass by) Until I die; live the life of a boss playa Cause even when I'm high, fuck with me and get crossed later The futures in my eyes, cause all I want is cash and thangs A five-double-oh - Benz flauntin flashy rings, uhh Bitches pursue me like a dream Been know to disappear before your eyes just like a dope fiend It seems - my main thang was to be major paid The game sharper than a motherfuckin razor blade Say money bring bitches, bitches bring lies One *****'s gettin jealous, and motherfuckers died Depend on me like the first and fifteenth They might hold me for a second, but these punks won't get me We got foe *****z, and lowriders, in ski masks screamin Thug Life every time they pass {All Eyez On Me} [Chorus] Live the life of a thug *****, until the day I die live the life of a boss playa {All Eyez On Me} cause even gettin high.. ..{All Eyez On Me} Live the life of a thug *****, until the day I die live the life of a boss playa, cause even gettin high.. [Syke] Heeyyy, to my ***** 'Pac.. So much trouble in the world, ***** Can't nobody feel your pain The world's changin everyday, times moving faaast My girl said I need a raise, how long will she last? I'm caught between my woman, and my pistol, and my chips Triple beam, got some smokers on, whistle as I dip I'm lost in the land with no plan, livin life flawless Crime boss, contraband, let me toss this Needy hookers got a lot of nerve, let my bucket swerve I'm takin off from the curb The nervousness neglect make me pack a tec Devoted to servin this, Moet and paaayyy-checks Like Akai satellite ***** I'm forever ballin It ain't right parasites triggers and fleas crawlin Sucker duck and get busted, no emotion My devotion is handlin my business ***** keep on coastin Where you goin I been there came back as lonely homie Steady flowin against the grain *****z STILL don't know me It's about the money in this rap shit, this crap shit It ain't funny *****z don't even know how to act - shit! What can I do, what can I say, is there another way? Blunts and gin all day, twenty-fo' parlay My little homie G, can't you see, I'm busta free *****z can't stand me - all eyes on me! [Chorus] I live the life of a thug *****, until the day I die Live the life as a boss playa {All Eyez On Me} cause even gettin high {All Eyez On Me} I live the life of a thug *****, until the day I die live the life as a boss playa {All Eyez On Me} cause even gettin high The feds is watchin, *****z plottin to get me Will I survive, will I die? Come on let's picture the possibility Givin me charges, lawyers makin a grip I told the judge I was raised wrong, and that's why I blaze shit Was hyper as a kid, cold as a teenager On my mobile callin big shots on the scene major Packing hundreds in my drawers; fuck the law Bitches I fuck with a passion, I'm livin rough and raw Catchin cases at a fast rate, ballin in the fast lane Hustle til the mornin, never stopped until the cash came Live my life as a thug *****, until the day I die Live my life as a boss playa, cause even gettin high these *****z got me tossin shit I put the top down, now it's time to floss my shit Keep your head up *****, make these motherfuckers suffer Up in the Benz burnin rubber The money is mandatory, the hoes is fully strapped This criminal lifestyle, equipped with the bulletproof vest Make sure your eyes is on the meal ticket Get your money motherfucker let's get rich and we'll kick it All eyes on me! [Chorus] I live the life as a thug *****, until the day I die Live the life as a boss playa {All Eyez On Me} cause even gettin high.. ..{All Eyez On Me} I live the life as a thug *****, until the day I die Live the life as a boss playa {All Eyez On Me} cause even gettin high.. ..{All Eyez On Me} Pay attention my *****z See how that shit go? ***** walk up in this motherfucker and it be like "bing!" Cops.. bitches.. everymotherfuckinbody [overlap] Live my life as a thug *****, until the day I die Live my life as a boss playa, cause even gettin high I got bustas hoes and police watchin a ***** y'know? [overlap] I live my life as a thug *****, until the day I die Livin life as a boss playa, cause even gettin high {All Eyez On Me} Hehehe.. it's like what they think? I'm walkin around with some ki's in my pocket or somethin? {All Eyez On Me} They think I'm goin back to jail, they REALLY on that dope [overlap] Live my life as a thug *****, until the day I die Live my life as a boss playa I know y'all watchin, I know y'all got me in the scopes [overlap] Live my life as a thug *****, until the day I die Live my life as a boss playa, cause even gettin high I know y'all know this is Thug Life baayy-bay Y'all got me under surveillance huh? {All Eyez On Me} But I'm knowin
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Aug 21, 04
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ok.. i could keep putting my fav song lyrics up..
but i'll jus lsit the other songs "hit 'em up" "Rather be ya *****" "thugs mansion" "i aint mad atcha" "hail mary" "me & my girlfriend" "breathin" "until the end of time" "wen thugs cry" "wonder why they call u bitch" "still ballin" "changes" is wut made me like 2pac... my best friend is wut made me wanna listen to 2pac.. cuz she LOVES his music.. so i jus started listening to it.. :) Last edited by Ms.Chop; Aug 21, 04 at 03:51 AM.
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Aug 21, 04
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"and all my *****'s in the pen here we go again, aint nothgin seperate us but my mac 10, born in the ghetto was a hustla, olda, a straight soljah..........................."
"race me *****, in a high speed chase w/ the law.. the realist motha fucka that u ever saw" - 2pac vs. biggie live freestyle battle from brooklyn - best battle.
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Aug 21, 04
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Aug 21, 04
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"It Dont Matter If You Lonely Baby u Need a Thug In ur Life cuz Busters Aint Lovin U Right"....
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Aug 21, 04
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ok.. here's my remix.. lol
id ratha be ya b-i-t-c-h.. so we can get crunk & smoke weed all day.. it dun matta if ya lonely baby.. u need a chop in yo life.. these bitchs aint lovin' u rite.. haha i jus made this remix jus now .. :trippin: whose cool now.. holla.. lmao
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Aug 21, 04
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'Only god can judge me'
im surprised that wasnt used in some trance remix of that song lol... 'For every dark night you see, remember, there will be a bright day after that, so stick your chest out, and handle it' those are my favorite ones, and the one in my signature...
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Aug 21, 04
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".Starin at the world through my rearview Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you..I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die..we Gettin high, watchin time fly, and all my motherfuckers.."
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Aug 21, 04
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Thats my fav 2 pac song too....=)
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Aug 21, 04
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Life goes on - TUPAC
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