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# Posté le lundi 06 juillet 2009 09:15
Modifié le lundi 06 juillet 2009 09:52
Life... Friends... Money...
"Life.. by Marshall Mathers....
What is life?.......
Life is like a big obstacle.....
put in front of your optical to slow you down.....
And everytime you think you gotten past it.......
it's gonna come back around and tackle you to the damn ground........"
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"What are friends?.............
Friends are people that you think are your friends......
But they really your enemies, with secret indentities........
and disguises, to hide they true colors.....
So just when you think you close enough to be brothers..........
they wanna come back and cut your throat when you ain't lookin........"
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"What is money?..........
Money is what makes a man act funny........
Money is the root of all evil.......
Money'll make them same friends come back around........
swearing that they was always down......"
What is life?.......
Life is like a big obstacle.....
put in front of your optical to slow you down.....
And everytime you think you gotten past it.......
it's gonna come back around and tackle you to the damn ground........"
......................................................................................................................................................................................
"What are friends?.............
Friends are people that you think are your friends......
But they really your enemies, with secret indentities........
and disguises, to hide they true colors.....
So just when you think you close enough to be brothers..........
they wanna come back and cut your throat when you ain't lookin........"
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"What is money?..........
Money is what makes a man act funny........
Money is the root of all evil.......
Money'll make them same friends come back around........
swearing that they was always down......"
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# Posté le lundi 02 février 2009 07:42
Modifié le lundi 02 février 2009 08:29
Ya'll know who...
"Ya'll know me still the same ol' G......
But I been low key.......
Hated on by most these niggas......
Wit no cheese, no deals and no G's, no wheels and no keys........
No boats, no snowmobiles and no ski's........
Mad at me cause......
I can finally afford to provide my family wit groceries.....
Got a crib wit a studio and it's all full of tracks.........
To add to the wall full of plaques.........
Hangin up in the office in back of my house like trophies......
But ya'll think I'm gonna let my dough freeze........
Ho Please.........
You better bow down on both knees.......
Who you think taught you to smoke trees........
Who you think brought you the oldies......
Eazy-E's Ice Cube's and D.O.C's and Snoop D O double G's.....
And a group that said muthafuck the police.......
gave you a tape full of dope beats .........
to bump when you stroll through in the hood........
And when your album sales wasn't doin' too good.......
Who's the doctor they told you to go see.........
Ya'll better listen up closely.....
All you niggas that said that I turned pop........
Or the Firm flop..........
ya'll are the reason Dre ain't been getting no sleep......
So fuck ya'll all of ya'll............
If ya'll don't like me blow me......
Ya'll are gonna keep fuckin around wit me.......
And turn me back to the old me.........."
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But I been low key.......
Hated on by most these niggas......
Wit no cheese, no deals and no G's, no wheels and no keys........
No boats, no snowmobiles and no ski's........
Mad at me cause......
I can finally afford to provide my family wit groceries.....
Got a crib wit a studio and it's all full of tracks.........
To add to the wall full of plaques.........
Hangin up in the office in back of my house like trophies......
But ya'll think I'm gonna let my dough freeze........
Ho Please.........
You better bow down on both knees.......
Who you think taught you to smoke trees........
Who you think brought you the oldies......
Eazy-E's Ice Cube's and D.O.C's and Snoop D O double G's.....
And a group that said muthafuck the police.......
gave you a tape full of dope beats .........
to bump when you stroll through in the hood........
And when your album sales wasn't doin' too good.......
Who's the doctor they told you to go see.........
Ya'll better listen up closely.....
All you niggas that said that I turned pop........
Or the Firm flop..........
ya'll are the reason Dre ain't been getting no sleep......
So fuck ya'll all of ya'll............
If ya'll don't like me blow me......
Ya'll are gonna keep fuckin around wit me.......
And turn me back to the old me.........."
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# Posté le lundi 02 février 2009 09:37
its fifty....
"Me I'm no mobsta', me I'm no gangsta'......
Me I'm no hitman, me I'm just me, me......
Me I'm no wanksta', me I'm no acta'.....
But it's me you see on your TV.........
Cuz I hustle baby, this rap shit is so easy.......
I'm gettin' what you get for a brick to talk greasy.......
By any means, partner, I got to eat on these streets..........
If you play me close, for sure I'm gonna pop my heat........
Niggas sayin' they gonna murder 50, how?..........
We ridin 'round with guns the size of Lil Bow Wow........"
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"Em introduced us, "50 this is Tanya, Tanya this is 50"......
Then slid off and left her to kick it with me...
I complimented her, I said "you have very nice lips".....
With my imagination, I could see her suckin' my dick.....
We played the phone game, a week later shit changed fast.......
Had her comin' in a cab to give me some ass.......
Downtown Manhattan on the balcony, stare at the skyline.....
Penthouse full of imported shit , you know how I grind.....
She got the talkin', talkin' like an opportunitist too.......
Why talk when suckin' my dick is the real career move?.....
Said she's an inspiring actress, she do videos for practice.......
Yeah yeah, know how many times I done heard that shit?......."
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Me I'm no hitman, me I'm just me, me......
Me I'm no wanksta', me I'm no acta'.....
But it's me you see on your TV.........
Cuz I hustle baby, this rap shit is so easy.......
I'm gettin' what you get for a brick to talk greasy.......
By any means, partner, I got to eat on these streets..........
If you play me close, for sure I'm gonna pop my heat........
Niggas sayin' they gonna murder 50, how?..........
We ridin 'round with guns the size of Lil Bow Wow........"
..........................................................................................................................................................................................................
"Em introduced us, "50 this is Tanya, Tanya this is 50"......
Then slid off and left her to kick it with me...
I complimented her, I said "you have very nice lips".....
With my imagination, I could see her suckin' my dick.....
We played the phone game, a week later shit changed fast.......
Had her comin' in a cab to give me some ass.......
Downtown Manhattan on the balcony, stare at the skyline.....
Penthouse full of imported shit , you know how I grind.....
She got the talkin', talkin' like an opportunitist too.......
Why talk when suckin' my dick is the real career move?.....
Said she's an inspiring actress, she do videos for practice.......
Yeah yeah, know how many times I done heard that shit?......."
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# Posté le lundi 02 février 2009 08:18
Modifié le lundi 02 février 2009 08:28
be wise...One day at a time
"Sometimes its hard to wake up in the morning....
Mind full of demons, I don't wanna hear them anymore...
Got me heartbroken,fine, so many babies screaming....
Cause they seeing destruction before they a see human being....
So they start smoking weed, we'll never get our day......
Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shape .......
Cause they all broke. and why do ghetto birds die....
Before we learn to fly, some bodies else's child caught in guns......
Smoking weed, can all make a change.....
So I'm told, but I haven't seen the change unfold,.....
I keep hoping please, if you prefer to breathe, ......
Communities in need of people that will lead......
Keep your eyes open now, can only say I'll try....
Until the day I die, I promise to be wise.....
With my heart open free, brings only misery......
A way to tragedy, so I stay sucker free......
Only a few chosen, rise......
My ghetto queen, rise.....
Don't be afraid to try....
Too many of us died to the door to open wide.....
My brother be wise, stay focused on the prize.....
Though everybody dies......
We can......"
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Mind full of demons, I don't wanna hear them anymore...
Got me heartbroken,fine, so many babies screaming....
Cause they seeing destruction before they a see human being....
So they start smoking weed, we'll never get our day......
Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shape .......
Cause they all broke. and why do ghetto birds die....
Before we learn to fly, some bodies else's child caught in guns......
Smoking weed, can all make a change.....
So I'm told, but I haven't seen the change unfold,.....
I keep hoping please, if you prefer to breathe, ......
Communities in need of people that will lead......
Keep your eyes open now, can only say I'll try....
Until the day I die, I promise to be wise.....
With my heart open free, brings only misery......
A way to tragedy, so I stay sucker free......
Only a few chosen, rise......
My ghetto queen, rise.....
Don't be afraid to try....
Too many of us died to the door to open wide.....
My brother be wise, stay focused on the prize.....
Though everybody dies......
We can......"
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# Posté le lundi 02 février 2009 14:14
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