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FzumGGanxta [F.G.] - 20.05.2005, 20:50
[Songtext] 2Pac,Elton John - Ghetto Gospel
Hit 'em with a little ghetto gospel

[Chorus: Elton John]
Those who wish to follow me (My ghetto gospel)
I welcome with my hands
and the red sun sinks at last
into the hills of gold
And peace to this young warrior
Without the sounds of guns

[Verse 1]
If I could recollect before my hood days
I'd sit and reminisce thinkin of bliss of the good days
I stop and stare at the younger my heart goes to ‘em
AIDS tested, it was stress that they under
And nowadays things change
Everyone's ashamed of the youth, cuz the truth look strange
And for me it's reversed, we left them a world that's cursed and it hurts
Cuz any day they'll push the button
And all good men like Malcolm X and Bobby Hutton died for nothin
Told em they could get teary, the world looks dreary
When you wipe your eyes see it clearly
There's no need for you to fear me
If you take your time to hear me, maybe you can learn to cheer me
It aint about black or white, cuz we're human
I hope we see the light before it's ruined
My Ghetto Gopsel

[Chorus]
Those who wish to follow me (Ghetto gospel)
I welcome with my hands
and the red sun sinks at last
into the hills of gold
And peace to this young warrior
Without the sounds of guns

[Verse 2]
Tell me do you see that old lady, aint it sad?
Livin outta bags, but she's glad for the little things she has
And over there there's a lady
Crack got her crazy, yet she's givin birth to a baby
I don't trip and let it fade me
From outta the frying pan we jump into another form of slavery
Even now I get discouraged
Wonder if they take it all back, will I still keep the courage?
I refuse to be a role model
I set goals, stay in control, drink out my own bottles
I made mistakes but learned from every one
And when it's said and done
I bet this brother be a better one
If I upset you don't stress
Never forget, that God isn't finished with me yet
I feel his hand on my brain
When I write rhymes I go blind and let the Lord do his thang
But am I less holy?
Cuz I chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies
Before we find world peace
We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets
My Ghetto Gospel

[Chorus]
Those who wish to follow me (Yea, ghetto gospel)
I welcome with my hands
and the red sun sinks at last
into the hills of gold
And peace to this young worrier
Without the sounds of guns

Lord can you hear me speak?

They pay the price for being hell bound

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FzumGGanxta [F.G.] - 23.05.2005, 16:49
[Request] US Rap Texte
....wenn ihr was suchen solltet....

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Turner - 24.05.2005, 13:27
Will Smith- Switch
Switch
Alright ready
Come on man, this is what I do
Yo mic check, mic check, yeah here you go
Nah, he over here
Yeah, I heard he got that hot new thing
It's called 'Switch' (switch)
Let's get it going

[chorus]
Switch, turn it over and hit it
Turn around, now switch
Turn it over and hit it
Ooh, la, la, la

Hey, vibe to vibe a second
It's a club girl, why you arrived naked
Hear that, how the veteran glide the record
But don't download, go out and buy the record
Hey, something sexy bout her
Girl on the floor, all her friends around her
I mean real clean, ain't gotta touch or nothing
It ain't like I like a chick on chick or something
I'm just a sucker for a hot track
Gimme a drink and a chick to tell 'Stop that'
Dance is a hop and a clap, flip it round
Now bring it on back, break it down
Now switch

[chorus]

Uh uh uh
I gotta question, I need to ask somebody
Why is it that when y'all see me at the party
Y'all be looking like, 'Ooh, he a movie star
He ain't supposed to be out on the floor with everybody'
But oh wait, whoa, y'all forgetting
When I was amateur spitting before the scripts were written
First one in, last one out the club
Bursting in, passing out in the club
Back at it, this cat is the wit and the charm
Taking you higher, like a syringe hittin' ya arm
Bringing the fire, making your Benz ring the alarm
Let me see you clap, spin baby, come on
Switch

[chorus]

Oh, you just gonna stand there, huh?
What, you too cute to dance, or you scared?

It ain't really that hard to do and
I ain't trying to be in love with you and
All I wanted was a moment or two to
See if you could do that switch-a-roo and
Shut your mouth fool, get your crew and
The thick body and the rear one too and
I'll be right here, waiting on you to
See if y'all can do that switch-a-roo

Hey, hey

That's what I'm talking bout, do that there Ma
That's what I'm talking bout, do that there Ma
That's what I'm talking bout, do that there Ma
That's what I'm talking bout, switch

[chorus] x3

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S.N.IPER - 26.05.2005, 23:39
D12 - 40 Oz
[Intro - Bizarre] (background "WHAT! WHAT! WHAT!")
Yeah nigga! It's D12 up in this motherfucker!
You know how we get nigga we wild in the club
Motherfuckers, everybody get crunk in Detroit too nigga!
So wile the fuck out!

[Chorus]
Pour the 40 out!! Pour the 40 out!!
Pour the 40 out!! Pour the 40 out!!
Pour the 40 out!! Pour the 40 out!!
Pour the 40 out!! Pour the 40 out!! BITCH!!!

[Verse - Bizarre]
We fucked up, let us in the club
One of y'all niggaz gon catch a slug
I'm so drunk, I could hurl for a month
Any nigga pop shit, go to the trunk
D12 start shit, nigga come get us
7 Mile run in, wild niggaz wit us
Cause all my niggaz, is talking that shit
And got no problem, wit smacking no bitch
I'll have my wife, cut your throat
Blunts - gans, that's all we smoke
Wile the fuck out, stab you wit a knife
It's D12 nigga, we ready to fucking fight!

[Chorus]

[Verse - Eminem]
Who's trying to be the first one
To catch his plate in the throat?!
You know them po po don't let me hold 'em toasters no more!
I just clap and heave em, you gon be number four!
If you don't back the fuck up and get the fuck off the floor!
My crew is taking over as soon as we hit the door!
You hit the door, but we going in and you going home!
Security, they can't even stop us because they know!
Running avenues, soldiers hold us down, rep where we go!
Chugging on our 40's and holding our forty-fo's!
We come wit toasters like we just opened savings and loans!
And we don't need your brew tonight homie we brought our own!
So grab whatever you sipping on and let's get it on!!

[Chorus]

[Verse - Kuniva]
We deep as a motherfucker, we bout to get it crunk
You just another punk in the club about to get jumped
I settle my vendettas wit AKs, barettas
We don't 'posed to be in here wit our weapons but still they let us
Switch blade, brass knuckles, nickel plated belt buckle
Broken beer bottles, when we walk in you can smell trouble
Elbows flying, bitches crying, niggaz bleeding
You retreating, running to your car and skating off, re G'ing
We examples outta you haters running yo mouth
You reason why you peoples is pouring they 40's out
Dirty Dozen wiling, beat niggaz bloody
And you gon have to pour out a keg for all your homies!

[Chorus]

[Verse - Proof]
I was raised by drunks so I became a drunk
80 Proof on this rocker, that's the name I want
I'm in the club to beef, you got to murder me dead
Only talk to a bitch - wit burgundy hair
Only I'll lean a Vette (?), bumping Seven Duece!
See that top on that 40, you know it's coming loose
See me on the ave daily, be running this shit
If your chick get loud I'll G Money that bitch
Packing mags and clips, I'll smash ya clique
Because a pussy put the G in the alphabet
Smoking weed, drinking Henny, Remy and that Jimmy
Don't worry if you run out the corner store got plenty!

[Chorus]

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S.N.IPER - 26.05.2005, 23:40
DMX - Slippin'
Ha ha ha ha ha ha uhh
See to live is to suffer but to survive
well that's to find meaning in the suffering.

Chorus
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up!
(Repeat)

-1-
I been through mad different phases like Masons
to find my way & now I know that happy days are not far away
If I'm strong enough I'll live long enough to see my kids
doing something more constructive with they time
than bids I know because I been there
now I'm in there sit back & look
at what it took for me to get there
First came the "Howll!!" the drama with my mama
she got on some fly shit "What!" til I split
and said that I'ma be that seed
that doesn't need much to succeed
strapped with mad greed and a heart that doesn't bleed
I'm ready for the world or at least I thought I was
baggin' "Uhh!" when I caught a buzz
for thinking about how short I was
Going too fast it wouldn't last but yo I couldn't tell
group homes & institutions, prepare my ass for jail
They put me in a situation forcin' me to be a man
when I was just learnin' to stand without a helpin' hand
Damn, was it my fault, somethin' I did
to make a father leave his first kid at 7 doin' my first bid?
Back on the scene at 14 with a scheme
to get more cream than I'd ever seen in a dream
and by all means I will be living high off the hog
and I never gave a "What!!" about much but my dog
That's my only "Howll!" I had offered my last
Just another little "Come on!!" headed nowhere fast

Chorus

-2-
That ain't the half "Arf!" get's worse as I get older
actions become bolder heart got colder
chip on my shoulder that I dared a "Uhh!" to touch
didn't need a click cause I scared a "Uh huh" that much
One deep went to for kicks
catchin' vicks throwin' bricks gettin by bein' slick
used to get high to get by used to have to "Howl!!"
in the morning before I get fly
I ate something a couple of forties made me hate somethin'
I did some "Arf" now I'm ready to take something
3 years later showing signs of stress
didn't keep my hair cut or give a "Come on!" how I dressed
I'm possessed by the darker side livin' the cruddy life
"What!" like this kept a nigga with a bloody knife
wanna make records but I'm "Wheeew'd!" up
I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up

Chorus

-3-
Wasn't long before I hit rock bottom
"Howll!" was like damn look how that "how that" got him
Open like a window no more Indo look at a video
sayin' to myself that could've been yo on the TV
believe me it could be done somethin's got to give
it's got to change cause I've got a son
I've got to do the right thing for shorty
and that means no more getting high drinking forties
So I get back lookin' type slick again
Fake "What!" jump back on my "Uhh uh huh!" again
Nothin' but love for those that know how it feel
& much respect to all my "Come on!!" that kept it real
Be strong kept a from doin' wrong
"Uhh" who they is and this is yo "What uhh!" song
and to my boo who stuck with a "Arf!" through
all the bullshit you'll get yours because it's due

Chorus

can't get up...I gots to get up
This is from the heart baby, don't get it twisted
Ahh X RATED!!!!!

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S.N.IPER - 26.05.2005, 23:41
DMX - We Right Here
[DMX]
Uh, uh, uh, uh

[Chorus]
Bring it! What?
We right here
We're not goin anywhere
We right here
This is ours and we don't share
We right here
Bring your crew cuz we don't care
We right here
Uh, uh, uh

[Verse 1]
One mo' time,
I gots to hit the streets off, make the streets talk
Let 'em know it ain't a sweet walk
This gone be
The only joint made this year that'll knock 'til 2003
And y'all gone see
That the hottest nigga out there, was, is, and will be me
Just like that
I can go away for a minute, do some other shit, but bounce right back
And when it's on
I'm comin strapped, with some shit that'll spit from dusk 'til dawn
And when you gone
Ain't no comin back in the morning, like that shit was a dream
Nigga you gone
That's for real
Creep niggas like a seal, totin steel, stick a nigga make him squeal
Oh my God
Those can't be the last words of ya man, damn ya man was so hard
Come on!

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Here we go again
How many million did my last one sell? Fuck it, I'm goin for ten
It's never gone stop
And ever fuckin time I hit you, it's goin straight to the
top of the charts
The champion
I'm a thoroughbred, my blood is strong, and I scratch 'til you done
Cross the line
And ain't no more scratches after that, straight up, niggas is dyin
Yo, what the fuck
Is you cats doin runnin around like this, like you won't get stuck
Yo, that's my word
I stay givin it to niggas, and I stay not really being heard
But, y'all gone see
That the same things thou done to them, will be done to thee
And then you'll know
That sometimes though you come thru the front,
you leavin out the backdo'
Come on!

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Bring the noise
And you better come with niggas you don't give a fuck about,
Cuz you gone lose your boys
Cuz we don't play
And the silencer will silence any cocksucker with somethin to say
Dog for life
Whether I'm on or off the leash I bite, streets are my life
Click click boom {*gunshot*}
Another life taken too soon, another mother had a funeral
Still waters run deep
And the pain is forever alive inside, makes it hard to sleep
But I keep goin, goin
Shit I'm always careful when I walk, I'm always seein, knowin
The dog gone live
Stay walkin the wire, over the fire, when I can I give
The dog is good
And how it's stayin dog gone fuck with the hood
The dog fuck with the wood

[Chorus] 2x

[DMX]
We right here
Uh, uh, uh
[Repeat until fade]

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S.N.IPER - 26.05.2005, 23:42
DMX - Who We Be
[DMX]
Uh
Yeah
Another one of those, down to earth joints
There's so many that don't know
This goes out to my nigga Q
Rest in peace baby
They still ain't ready
What they don't know is...

[Hook 2x: overlapping DMX talking]
They don't know
Who we be

[Verse 1]
The bullshit, the drama
The guns, the armour
The city, the farmer
The babies, the Mama
The projects, the drugs
The children, the thugs
The tears, the hugs
The love, the slugs
The funerals, the wakes
The churches, the coffins
The heartbroken Mothers
It happens too often
The problems, the things we use to solve 'em
Yonkers, the Bronx
Brooklyn, Harlem
The hurt, the pain
The dirt, the rain
The jerk, the fame
The work, the game
The friends, the foes
The Benz, the hoes
The studios, the shows
Comes and it goes
The jealousy, the envy
The phony, the friendly
The one that gave 'em the slugs
The one that put 'em in me
The snakes, the grass
Too long to see
The lawnmower sittin' right next to the tree

[Hook 4x]

[Verse 2]
What we seein' is...
The streets, the cops
The system, harrassment
The options, get shot
Go to jail, or getcha ass kicked
The lawyers, the part
They are of the puzzle
The release, the warning, "Try not to get in trouble"
The snitches, the odds
Probhation, parole
The new charge, the bail
The warrant, the hole
The cell, the bus
The ride up North
That brings the boots
The yard, these hearts
The fightin', the stabbin'
The pullin', the grabbin'
The squad with the captain
Nobody knows what happened
The two years in a box
Revenge, the plots
The twenty-three hours that's locked
The one hour that's not
The silence, the dark
The mind, so fragile
The wish that the streets, would have took you when they had you
The days, the months
The years, dispair
One night on my knees, here it comes
The prayer

[Hook 4x]

[Verse 3]
This one is all about...
My wife, my kids
The life that I live
Through the night I was his
Never bite, but I did
My ups and downs
My slips, my falls
My trials and tribulations
My heart, my balls
My Mother, my Father
I love 'em, I hate 'em
Wish God, I didn't have 'em
But I'm glad that he made 'em
The roaches, the rats
The strays, the cats
The guns, knives, and bats
Everytime we scrap
The hustlin', the dealin'
The robbin', the stealin'
The shit hit the ceilin'
Little boy, with no feelin's
The frustration, rage
Trapped inside a cage
Got beatin's 'til the age
I carried a twelve gauge
Somebody stop me (Please)
Somebody come and get me (What)
Little did I know
That the Lord was ridin' with me
The dark, the light
My heart, the fight
The wrong, the right
It's gone
Aiight?

[Hook 8x]

Man listen
These motherfuckers don't know
Who we are
They don't know
They couldn't possibly fuckin' know dog
That's from the heart

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S.N.IPER - 26.05.2005, 23:44
Eminem - 8 Mile
Sometimes I just feel like - quittin, I still might
why do I put up this fight? why do I still write?
sometimes its hard enough just dealing with real life
sometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill mics
and show these people what my level of skills like
but I'm still white, sometimes I just hate life
something ain't right, hit the break lights
facing this stage fright, drawing a blank like
"uhh da da da duhh it ain't my fault
cry-ing eye balls, my inside crawl"
And I clam up I just slam shut, I just can't do it
my whole manhoods just been stripped
I have just been evict so I must in get
hope to bust in, split, man fuck this shit
yo- I'm going the fuck home
world on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Road

(Chorus)
I'm a man, Im a make a new plan
time for me to just stand up, and travel new land
time for me to just take matters in to my own hands
once on move on from these track, I'll never look back (8 Mile Road)
and I'm gone, and I know right where I'm going
sorry mama I'm grown I must travel alone
ain't gonna follow no footsteps, I'm making my own
only way I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road

Walking these train tracks, trying to regain back
the spirit I had 'fore I go back to the same crap
to the same plant, in the same pants
trying to chase rap, gotta move A-SAP
get a new plan, mamas got a new man
poor little baby sister, she don't understand
sits in front of the TV, buries her nose in the pad
and just colors till the crayon gets dull in her hand
while she colors her big brother and mother and dad
ain't no telling what really goes on in her little head
wish I could be the daddy that niether one of us had
but I keep running from something I never wanted so bad
sometimes I get upset, cause I ain't blew up yet
it's like I grew but I ain't grown these two nuts yet
don't gotta rep my step, don't got enough pep
the pressures too much man Im just trying to do what's best
and I try, sit alone and cry, yo I'm on telling god
not a moment goes by, that I don't prey to the sky
please I'm beggin you god, please don't let me be pigeon holding no regular job
yo I hope you can hear me homey, wherever you are
yo I'm telling you dawg, I bailing this trailor tomarrow
tell my mother I love her and kiss baby sister goodbye
say "whenever you need me baby I'm never 2 far"
but yo I got to get out there, the only way I know
And I'ma be back for you the second that I blow
on everything I own I'll make it on my own
off to work I go, back to this 8 Mile Road

(Chorus)

You got to live it to feel it, you didn't you wouldn't get it
don't see what the big deal is...

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S.N.IPER - 26.05.2005, 23:45
Eminem - Lose Yourself
Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted…One moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There’s vomit on his sweater already, mom’s spaghetti
He’s nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won’t come out
He’s chokin, how everybody’s jokin now
The clock’s run out, time’s up over, bloah!
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
He’s so mad, but he won’t give up that
Is he? No
He won’t have it , he knows his whole back city’s ropes
It don’t matter, he’s dope
He knows that, but he’s broke
He’s so stacked that he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, that’s when it’s
Back to the lab again yo
This whole rap shit
He better go capture this moment and hope it don’t pass him

HOOK:

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo

The soul’s escaping, through this hole that it’s gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order
A normal life is borin, but superstardom’s close to post mortar
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
He blows us all over these hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he’s know as the globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows
He’s grown farther from home, he’s no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water His bosses don’t want him no mo, he’s cold product They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told and unfolds
I suppose it’s old potna, but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da

HOOK

No more games, I’ma change what you call rage
Tear this mothafuckin roof off like 2 dogs caged
I was playin in the beginnin, the mood all changed
I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin and stepwritin the next cypher
Best believe somebody’s payin the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the fact
That I can’t get by with my 9 to 5
And I can’t provide the right type of life for my family
Cuz man, these goddam food stamps don’t buy diapers
And it’s no movie, there’s no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard and it’s getting even harder
Tryin to feed and water my seed, plus
See dishonor caught up bein a father and a prima donna
Baby mama drama’s screamin on and
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another jam or not
Has gotten me to the point, I’m like a snail
I’ve got to formulate a plot fore I end up in jail or shot
Success is my only mothafuckin option, failure’s not
Mom, I love you, but this trail has got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem’s lot
So here I go is my shot.
Feet fail me not cuz maybe the only opportunity that I got

HOOK

You can do anything you set your mind to, man

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S.N.IPER - 26.05.2005, 23:46
Eminem - The Real Slim Shady
May I have your attention please?
May I have your attention please?
Will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
I repeat, will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
We're gonna have a problem here
Y'all act like ya never seen a white person before
Jaws all on the floor like Pam and Tommy just burst in the door
And started whooping her ass worse than before
They first were divorce, throwin' her over furniture
It's the return of the...
"Ah, wait, no way, you're kidding,
he just didn't say what I think he did, did he?"
And Dr. Dre said...
Nothing you idiots! Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my basement!
Feminist women love Eminem
"{*Eminem's vocal turntable*} Slim Shady, I'm sick of him
Look at him, walking around grabbing his you-know-what
Flipping the you-know-who, yeah, but he's so cute though"
Yeah, I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose
But the worse is what's going on in your parents' bedroom
Sometimes, I wanna get on TV and just let loose, but can't
But it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum is on your lips, my bum is on your lips"
And if I'm lucky, you might just give it a little kiss
And that's the message that we deliver to little kids
And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is
Of course they gonna know what intercourse is
By the time they hit fourth grade
They got the Discovery Channel don't they?
"We ain't nothing but mammals"
Well, some of us cannibals
Who cut other people open like cantaloupes
But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes
Then there's no reason that a man and another man can't elope
But if you feel like I feel, I got the anecdote
Win away your panty-hoes, sing the chorus and it goes

1-
I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up?
Please stand up, please stand up

Cuz I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up?
Please stand up, please stand up

Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell his records
Well I do so "Fuck him and fuck you too!"
You think I give a damn about a Grammy?
Half of you critics can't even stomach me let alone stand me
"But Slim, what if you win, wouldn't it be weird?"
Why? So you guys could just lie to get me here
So you can sit me here next to Britney Spears
Shit Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs
So I can sit next to Carson Daily and Fred Durst
And hear them argue over who she game head to first
You little bitch, put me on blast on MTV
"Yeah, he's cute, but I think he's married to Kim, hee-hee"
I should download her audio on MP3 and show the whole world
how you gave Eminem VD
I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups
All you do is annoy me so I have been sent here to destroy you
And there's a million of us just like me
Who cuss like me; who just don't give a fuck like me
Who dress like me; walk, talk and act like me
And just might be the next best thing but not quite me!

Repeat 1

I'm like a head trip to listen to cuz I'm only giving you
Things you joke about with your friends inside your living room
The only difference is I got the balls to say it
In front of y'all and I don't gotta be frost or sugar coated at all
I just get on a mic and spit it and whether you like to admit it
I just shitted better than 90 percent of you rappers out there
Then you wonder how can kids eat up these albums like valiums
It's funny cuz at the rate I'm going when I'm 30
I'll be the only person in the nursing home flirting
Pinching nurses asses when I'm jacking off or jerkin'
Said I'm jerkin' but this whole bag of Viagra isn't working
And every single person is a Slim Shady lurking
He could be working at Burger King spitting on your onion rings
Or in the parking lot, circling, screaming "I don't give a fuck!"
With his windows down and the system up
So, will the real Shady please stand up?
And put one of those fingers on each hand up?
And be proud to be outta ya mind and outta control
And one more time, loud as you can, how does it go?

Repeat 1
Repeat 1

Ha ha
Guess there's a Slim Shady in all of us
Fuck it, let's all stand up

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S.N.IPER - 26.05.2005, 23:48
Gentleman - Children Of Tomorrow
What you really bargain for you
Nuh think about the children of tomorrow
Tell me what you searching for
You got to stay humble and babylon it a crumble

What you really bargain for you
Nuh think about the children of tomorrow
Tell me what you searching for
You got to stay humble and babylon it a crumble

I live my life as a humble man
Nuh try fi do no wrong
But all the good that I can
I'm inspired by the higher one
The only one
And that is my tradition
Gunshot round the corner it a echo a echo
The cowboy over ya so with him a lasso a lasso
The rootsman over ya deh so nuh go leggo nuh leggo
Know see that him life it couldn't go so

What you really bargain for you
Nuh think about the children of tomorrow
Tell me what you searching for
You got to stay humble and babylon it a crumble

I trod daily pon the frontline
And I still see lines of memories left behind
Keep my faith and I meditate
I penetrate mount zion gate
No matter what dem do no matter what dem say
Me hafi keep moving on pon the righteous way
No matter how dem try a spy
I no matter how me keep moving on
And bun dem system every day

What you really bargain for you
Nuh think about the children of tomorrow
Tell me what you searching for
You got to stay humble and babylon it a crumble

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S.N.IPER - 26.05.2005, 23:49
Gentleman - Jah In A Your Life
Chorus:
From you have Jah Jah in yuh life everything nice/
Behold dis my brother you donŽt have to think twice/
Jah ina yuh life everything is bright/ Everything is beautiful and everything is light /
jah ina your life everthing nice/
behold this my sisters you donŽt have to think twice/
jah ina your life erverything is nice/ everything is wonderful and everything is light

Some a dem laws is only here to confuse you/
and some a dem class is only here to amuse you/
You got Jah in yuh life and Jah Jah choose you/
Nuh make no evil people come and abuse you/
Bob Marley dun tell the world nuh make dem school you/
Find a way out fi yourself nuh make dem fool you/
in dis ya land of Babylon nuh make dem rule you/
Bun the fire Mr. Man nuh make dem cool You/

Chorus:
From you have Jah Jah in yuh life everything nice/
Behold dis my brother you donŽt have to think twice/
Jah ina yuh life everything is nice/ Everything is everything and everything alright/
jah ina your life everthing nice/
behold this my sisters you donŽt have to think twice/
jah ina your life erverything is nice/ everything is beatiful and everything/

Light up a spliff and hole higher meditation/
Pon the hills me deh and look down poh creation/
And see what Babylon a do the nation/
Still me ago find a way fi resist dem temptations/
Poor people come make we chant some redemption/
Let us talk about some things waht dem nuh mention/
ŽCause dem nuh remember Jah at all in dem invention/
So we know that to destroy is dem intention/

Chorus:
From you have Jah Jah in yuh life everything nice/
Behold dis my brother you donŽt have to think twice/
Jah ina yuh life everything is bright/ Everything is wonderful and everything will bright/
jah ina your life everthing nice/
behold this my sisters you donŽt have to think twice/
jah ina your life erverything is nice/ everything is everything and everything/

Is like we dun check dem levels and we dun check dem class/
Nuff a dem see dem a snake under grass/
Wolf ina sheep clothing remove the mask/
Nuff a dem bride from the boss/
But I will believing what is right and I will stand for the cause/
You think me forget how Christ died on the cross/
Still nuh reminisce and nuh dwell ina the past/
And righteousness me bring cross/

Chorus:
From you have Jah Jah in yuh life everything nice/
Behold dis my brother you donŽt have to think twice/
Jah ina yuh life everything is nice/ Everything is everything and everything alright/
jah ina your life everthing nice/
behold this my sisters you donŽt have to think twice/
jah ina your life erverything is nice/ everything is everything and everything alrise/

Some a dem laws is only here to confuse you/
and some a dem class is only here to amuse you/
You got Jah in yuh life and Jah Jah choose you/
Nuh make no evil people come and abuse you/
Bob Marley dun tell the world nuh make dem school you/
Find a way out fi yourself nuh make dem fool you/
in dis ya land of Babylon nuh make dem rule you/
Bun the fire Mr. Man nuh make dem cool You/

Chorus:
From you have Jah Jah in yuh life everything nice/
Behold dis my brother you donŽt have to think twice/
Jah ina yuh life everything is nice/ Everything is ....

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S.N.IPER - 26.05.2005, 23:50
Gentleman - Superior
if you know not god you know not love, no no
if you know not jah, jah is there, oh yes

Chorus:
i know jah lovin is superior
the devil complex inferior, oh yes
worshiping material
bowing to your silver and gold (repeat)

sombody tell me, cause i really got to know
I read alot of history
but things not really show no no
why dem cap …… already ya
why the children burn and suffer ina africa
leave us up the righteous fightin for superpower
but judgement got a fall..?..real shower
mi go so then

Chorus (2x)

so bettah lov the little juud
nah terrorise dem no no no
teach the juud nah critize dem no no no
hoping up your eyes en realize dem
you wan fi keep you wan fi care you wan fi guide dem
don't you know
war and crime will be right then
en you bettah show the juud your fears
en don't you hide dem
en then the quality and justice will you ? dem
lift up your voice and you got to sing the ..?..
mi go so then

Chorus (2x)

long time we fade about your promises and lies
your illusion and religion just covering our eyes
frustration and starvation want your bly
depression until well un dry
can you show the love man and not the animosity
can you liv a live wid ..?...
me could a be your friend
why you want to be my enemy?
you can't take the dem speech ..?..

Chorus (2x)

sombody tell me, cause i really got to know
I read alot of history
but things not really show no no
why dem …….already ya
why the children burn and suffer ina africa
leave us up the righteous fightin for superpower
but judgement got a fall..?..real shower uhhhuhh
Chorus

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S.N.IPER - 26.05.2005, 23:52
Kevin Lyttle - Turn Me On
[Intro]
Oh Yeaah..... ah ah ah...
Is ah big dancehall song in know
Madzart alongside Kevin Lyttle
You know how it is, you know how we go
You know

[Verse 1]
For the longest while we jamming in the Party
And you're wining on me
Pushing everything
Right back on top of me (Yea - hey- ai)
But if you think you're gonna get away from me
You better change your mind
You're going home........
You're going home with me tonight

[Chorus]
SO LET ME HOLD YOU
GIRL CARESS MY BODY
YOU GOT ME GOING CRAZY - YOU
-TURN ME ON
-TURN ME ON....
LET ME JAM YOU
GIRL WINE ALL AROUND ME
YOU GOT ME GOING CRAZY - YOU
-TURN ME ON
-TURN ME ON........

[Madzart Rap]
The girl ya nah go get way tonite
If she think madd man nah go fight
Me done feed she with popcaorn and sprite
Now she whar come fly way like kite
Ooh Yea Yea
Ooh Yea Yea
Ooh Yea Yea Yeah
Ooh Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea........

[Verse 2]
One hand on the ground & Bumper cock sky high
Wining hard on me
Got the Python
Hollerin' for mercy - Yea hey - ai
Then I whisper in her ear So wine harder
And then she said to me
Boy just push that thing
Push it harder back on me

[Chorus]
SO LET ME HOLD YOU
GIRL CARESS MY BODY
YOU GOT ME GOING CRAZY - YOU
-TURN ME ON
-TURN ME ON....
LET ME JAM YOU
GIRL WINE ALL AROUND ME
YOU GOT ME GOING CRAZY - YOU
-TURN ME ON
-TURN ME ON........

[Bridge x2]
Girl Just Hug Me, Hug Me, Kiss Me, Squeeze Me
Hug Me, Hug Me, Kiss & Caress Me

[Madzart Rap]
The girl ya nah go get way tonite
If she think madd man nah go fight
Me done feed she with popcaorn and sprite
Now she whar come fly way like kite
Ooh Yea Yea
Ooh Yea Yea
Ooh Yea Yea Yeah
Ooh Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea........

[Verse 3]
For the longest while we jamming in the Party
And you're wining on me
Pushing everything
Right back on top of me (Yea - hey- ai)
But if you think you're gonna get away from me
You better change your mind
You're going home........
You're going home with me tonight

[Chorus]
LET ME HOLD YOU
GIRL CARESS MY BODY
YOU GOT ME GOING CRAZY - YOU
-TURN ME ON
-TURN ME ON....
LET ME JAM YOU
GIRL WINE ALL AROUND ME
YOU GOT ME GOING CRAZY - YOU
-TURN ME ON
-TURN ME ON........

[Bridge]
Hug Me, Hug Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me
Hug Me, Hug Me, Kiss & Caress Me
Hug Me, Hug Me, Squeeze Me, Squeeze Me
Hug Me, Hug Me, Kiss & Caress Me

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S.N.IPER - 26.05.2005, 23:53
Mario - Let Me Love You
let me love you
Mmmm ..... Mmmmm.... Yeah....Mmmmm....Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Mmmm...Yeah....Mmmm..... Yeah, Yeah

Verse 1:
Baby I just don't get it
Do you enjoy being hurt?
I know you smelled the perfume, the make-up on his shirt
You don't believe his stories
You know that they're all lies
Bad as you are ,you stick around and I just don't know why

Bridge:
If I was ya man (baby you)
Never worry bout (what I do)
I'd be coming home (back to you)
Every night, doin' you right
You're the type of woman (deserves good thangs)
Fist full of diamonds (hand full of rings)
Baby you're a star (I just want to show you,you are)

Chorus:
You should let me love you
Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need
Baby good love and protection
Make me your selection
Show you the way love's supposed to be
Baby you should let me love you, love you, love you

Verse 2:
Listen
Your true beauty's description looks so good that it hurts
You're a dime plus ninety-nine and it's a shame
Don't even know what you're worth
Everywhere you go they stop and stare
Cause you're bad and it shows
From your head to your toes, Out of control, baby you know

Bridge:
If I was ya man (baby you)
Never worry bout (what I do)
I'd be coming home (back to you)
Every night, doin' you right
You're the type of woman (deserves good thangs)
Fist full of diamonds (hand full of rings)
Baby you're a star (I just want to show you,you are)

Chorus:
You should let me love you
Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need
Baby good love and protection
Make me your selection
Show you the way love's supposed to be
Baby you should let me love you, love you, love you

Verse 3:
You deserve better girl (you know you deserve better)
We should be together girl (baby)
With me and you it's whatever girl, hey!
So can we make this thing ours?

Chorus til end (3times) :
You should let me love you
Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need
Baby good love and protection
Make me your selection
Show you the way love's supposed to be
Baby you should let me love you, love you, love you
repeat Chorus til end (3times)

Talking:
Let me love you that's all you need baby

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S.N.IPER - 26.05.2005, 23:55
Nelly, P.Diddy & Murphy Lee - Shake Ya Tailfeathers
[Intro: Atlanta Braves tomahawk chop]

[Nelly (P. Diddy)]
We do it for fun
We just do it for fun
Dirty E.A.T
We do it for fun
Bad Boy (Nelly, Diddy, Murphy Lee)
We do it for fun (This is history baby)
Bend them trucks
We do it for fun (haha)
Stack them bucks
We do it for fun (Come on now)
And the band played on (yea)
Just like (I believe you cool to this)
We do it for fun
If you see me ma
We do it for fun

[P. Diddy]
Bad Boys 2, the soundtrack
Let's Go

[Verse 1: Nelly + (P. Diddy)]
Hey girl
What your name is?
Where you from?
Turn around who you came with?
Is that your ass or your momma have reindeer?
I can't explain it but damn sure glad you came here
I'm still a sucker for cornrolls, you know I never changed that (nah uh)
Your body is banging mamma, but where your brains at? (Come on)
I'm still the same cat when I was young I was running with bad boys
But now I'm older hope they saw I'm running with bad boys (that's right)
Here come another man
Unlike no other man
Candy coated whoa!
Switching in every lane
Ya'll help me
Why don't cha
Please help me
A thug is we then it's only two G
I like the cocky bow legged ones
Like white and Dominicans
Hispanics and Asians
Shake it for Nelly son
Manolos Ma-no-no's I can't tell
Everybody and their hootchies
When you do it do it well

[Braves tomahawk chop done in background of Chorus]

[Chorus]
[Nelly] Let me see you take it off
[P. D.] Girl go and take it off
[Nelly] We can even do it slow
[P. D.] We can even do it slow
[Nelly] Take it where you want to go
[P. D.] Take it where you want to go
[Nelly] Just take that ass to the floor
[P. D.] Pop something move something
Shake ya tail feather, girl go and take it low
[Nelly] We can even do it slow
[P. D.] We can even do it slow
[Nelly] Take it where you want to go
[P. D.] Take it where you want to go
[Nelly] Just take that ass to the floor
[P. D.] Pop something move something
Shake ya tail feather

[Verse 2: P. Diddy + (Nelly)]
Now real girls get down on the floor (on the floor)
Get that money honey act like you know (like you know)
Mama I like how you dance
The way you fit in them pants (Uh)
Enter the floor (Uh) take it low (Uh) girl do it again (Uh)
You know I love that (I love that)
Now where them girls at? (Where the girls at?)
It's Diddy, Murphy Lee, and Nelly how you love that? (Shit uh ohhhhhh)
Come on, we got another one player
From New York to the Dirty how they loving it player?
Baby you impressive let's get
To know each other
You the best of the best and
You got to love it in the dresses, the sexiest
I had to tell her she's a young Janet Jackson live in living color
Look here momma you're dead wrong for having them pants on
Capri's cut low so when you shake it I see you're thong
My pocket's full of dough shake your feathers till the morning
It's Bad Boy and Nelly man somebody better warn them

[Chorus]

[Bridge: Nelly]
Oh no I heard them bad boys coming
Can't stop now
Got to continue my running (yea)
Because we go party till them lights come on
And then my song start thumping because my mike still on

[Verse 3: Murphy Lee + (Nelly)]
Yo, I'm the big booty type
I like them thick with their mind right (Awe)
Banging personality conversate when the time right (Naw)
I'm not hard I've got women to handle that
They be like he the man when I'm really a Thundercat
Come on you know the tics connect like Voltron
Collect so much grass popo thinking we mow lawns
My gohans don't match that
But it matches her head wrap and the seats that I got in the lap
I'm just a juvenile (Wha)
Because I be about G's
Keep your women wizzy man they say they have my babies
I'm young like Tucker like the cash and the money (I'm going to eat my money)
Man, I'm that damn hungry
See I'm starving like Marvin girl
I've got sixteen bars of fire is what I'm starting
Plus my rats come in packs like Sammy and Dean Martin
And I got so many keys you'd think I was valet parking

[Chorus]

[Bridge: Nelly]
Oh no I heard them bad boys coming
Can't stop now
Got to continue my running (yea)
Because we go party till them lights come on
And then my song start thumping because my mic still on (man)

[Outro: Atlanta Braves tomahawk chop]



Here we come y'all, here we come

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Turner - 27.05.2005, 10:04

s.n.i.p.e.r ich glaube nicht , das gentleman in diesen thrad passt!es würde besser in den deutchen texte passe, da gentleman ja ein deutscher ist oder deutsch spricht!

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Turner - 27.05.2005, 10:16

jo, so kann man das auch sehen

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Turner - 27.05.2005, 10:35
The Game - Hate It Or Love It
50 Cent]

Yea
Let's take'em back
Uh huh

Coming up I was confused
My mama kissing a girl
Confusion occurs
Coming up in a cold world
Daddy aint around
Probably out committing felonies
My favorite rapper used to sing
Check, check out my melody
I wanna live good so shit I sell dope
For a four-finger ring
One of them gold ropes
Nana told me if I passed I get a sheep skin coat
If I could move a few packs
I get the hat
Now that'll be dope
Tossed and turn in my sleep that night
Woke up the next morning
Niggaz done stole my bike
Different day, same shit
Ain't nothing good in the hood
I run away from this bitch
And never come back if I could

[Chorus]
[50 Cent]
Hate it or love it the under dog's on top
And I'm gon shine homie until my heart stop

[The Game]
Go'head'n envy me
I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't going no where
So you can get to know me

[50 Cent]
Hate it or love it the under dog's on top
And I'm gon shine homie until my heart stop

[The Game]
Go'head'n envy me
I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't going no where
So you can get to know me

G-G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit

[Game]
On the grill of ma low rider
Guns on both sides
Right above the gold wires I four-five'em
Kill a nigga on ma song
And really do it
That's the true meaning of a ghostwriter
Ten g'z will take your daughter outta air forces
Believe you me homie, I know all about losses
I'm from Compton, where the wrong colors, be cautious
One phone call, have your body dumped in Marcy
I stay strapped like car seats
Been banging since ma lil' nigga, rob, got killed for his Barkley's
That's ten years
I told Pooh in '95
I'll kill you if you try me for my air-max 95's
Told Banks when I met'em I'm a ride
And if I gotta die, rather homicide
I ain't had 50 cent when ma grand-mama died
Now I'm going back to Cali with ma jacob on
See how time fly?

[Chorus]
[50 Cent]
Hate it or love it the under dog's on top
And I'm gon shine homie until my heart stop

[The Game]
Go'head'n envy me
I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't going no where
So you can get to know me

[50 Cent]
Hate it or love it the under dog's on top
And I'm gon shine homie until my heart stop

[The Game]
Go'head'n envy me
I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't going no where
So you can get to know me

[50 Cent]
From the beginning to the end
Losers lose, winners win
This is real we aint gotta pretend
The cold world that we in
It's full of pressure and pain
Enough of me nigga now listen to Game

[Game]
Used to see 5-0 throw the crack by the bench
Now I'm fucking with 5-0, it's all starting to make sense
My Ma's happy, she aint gotta pay the rent
And she got a red bow on that brand new Benz
Waiting on Sha Money to land sitting in the range
Thinking how they spend 30 million dollars on airplanes
When there's kids starving
Pac is gone, and Brenda still throwing babies in the garbage
I wanna know what's going on like I hear Marvin
No school books
They use their wood to build coffins
Whenever I'm in a booth
And I get exhausted
I think what if Marie Bank had got that abortion
I love you Ma

[Chorus]
[50 Cent]
Hate it or love it the under dog's on top
And I'm gon shine homie until my heart stop

[The Game]
Go'head'n envy me
I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't going no where
So you can get to know me

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S.N.IPER - 27.05.2005, 10:47
Ciara - 1, 2 Step
[Intro:]
Ladies and gentlemen,
Ladies and gentlemen,
This is a Jazze Phial (Jazze Phizal) productshizzle,
Missy (Missy),
The princess is here,
(Shes here) Ciara
This be it:

[Verse 1:]
Automatic, supersonic, hypnotic, funky, fresh,
Work my body so melodic,
This beat flows right to my chest,
Everybody ma and poppy come to party,
Rap somebody, work ya body, work ya body
Let me see ya 1,2 step

[Chorus:]
Rock it, dont stop it,
Everybody get on the floor,
wake the party up,
We bout to get it on,
(Let me see ya'll)
1,2 step,
(i love it when ya'll)
1,2 step
(Everybody)
1,2 step
We about to get it on,
This beat is:

[Verse 2]
Outrageus so contragious make you grave it,
(Jazze made it)
So retarted, top charted,
Ever since the day I started,
Stroke my stuff,
And yes I flaunt it,
Goodies make the boys jump on it
(Jump on it)
No I can't control myself,
Now let me do my 1,2 step

[Chorus]

We goin to step it like this.oooohwee

[Hook:]
It dont matter to me,
We can dance slow
(Ladies and gentlemen)
Whichever way the beats drop,
Our bodies will go
(I like this ah)
So swinging it over here,
Mr.DJ
(Hey, Hey)
And we will, we will rock you up

It dont matter to me,
We can dance slow
(Dance slow yeah)
Whichever way the beats drop,
Our bodies will go,
so swinging over
here Mr.DJ
(Ladies and gentlemen)
And we will, we will rock you,
Lets shake

[Missy:]
I shake it like jello,
And make the boys say hello,
Cause they know Im rockin the beat
(Rockin the beat)
I know you heard about a lot of great MCs
But theý aint got nothin on me (nothin on me)
Because Im 5 foot 2,
I wanna dance with you,
And Im sophisticated fun,
I eat filet mignon,
And Im nice and young,
Best belive Im number one
(Whoa)

[Chorus x2]

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S.N.IPER - 27.05.2005, 10:52
Akon - Mr. Lonely
Lonely im so lonely,
I have nobody,
To call my owwnnn
Im so lonely, im mr. Lonely
I have nobody,
To call my owwnnn
Im so lonely,

Yo this one here goes out to all my playas out there ya kno got to have one good girl whose always been there like ya
Kno took all the bullshit then one day she cant take it no more and decides to leave

I woke up in the middle of the night and I noticed my girl wasn't by my side, coulda sworn I was dreamin, for her I was
Feenin, so I hadda take a little ride, back tracking ova these few years, tryna figure out wat I do to make it go bad, cuz
Ever since my girl left me, my whole life came crashin

Im so lonely (so lonely),
Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely)
I have nobody (I have nobody)
To call my own (to call my own) girl

Im so lonely (so lonely)
Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely)
I have nobody (I have nobody)
To call my own (to call my own) girl

Cant belive I hadda girl like you and I just let you walk right outta my life, after all I put u thru u still stuck
Around and stayed by my side, what really hurt me is I broke ur heart, baby you were a good girl and I had no right, I
Really wanna make things right, cuz without u in my life girl

Im so lonely (so lonely)
Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely)
I have nobody (I have nobody to call my own)
To call my own (to call my own) girl

Im so lonely (so lonely)
Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely)
I have nobody (I have nobody)
To call my own (to call my own) girl

Been all about the world ain't neva met a girl that can take the things that you been through
Never thought the day would come where you would get up and run and I would be out chasing u
Cuz aint nowhere in the globe id rather be, aint noone in the globe id rather see then the girl of my dreams that made me
Be so happy but now so lonely

So lonely (so lonely)
Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely)
I have nobody (I have nobody)
To call my own (to call my own)

Im so lonely (so lonely)
Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely)
I have nobody (I have nobody)
To call my own (to call my own) girrll

Never thought that id be alone, I didnt hope you'd be gone this long, I just want u to call my phone, so stop playing girl and
Come on home (come on home), baby girl I didn't mean to shout, I want me and you to work it out, I never wished Id ever
Hurt my baby, and its drivin me crazy cuz...

Im so lonely (so lonely)
Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely)
I have nobody (I have nobody)
To call my own (to call my own)

Im so lonely (so lonely)
Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely)
I have nobody (I have nobody)
To call my own (to call my own) girll

Lonely, so lonely
So lonely, (so lonely),
Mr. Lonely, so lonely
So lonely, so lonely, (so lonely), Mr. Lonely

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S.N.IPER - 27.05.2005, 10:56
2Pac - Changes
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 being poor and even worse I'm black
my stomach hurts so I'm looking for a purse to snatch
cops give a damn about a negro pull the trigger kill a nigga he's a hero
give the crack to the kids who the hell cares
one less hungry mouth on the wellfare
first ship 'em dope and 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
two 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 making changes learn to see me as a brother
instead of two 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

That's just the way it is things will never be the same
that's just the way it is
that's just the way it is things will never be the same
that's just the way it is oh yea

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 places let's erase the wasted
take the evil out the people they'll be acting right
'cause both black and white is smoking crack tonight
and the only time when 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
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 staying in the dope game now tell me what's a mother to do
being 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 sleezy way
selling crack to the kids I gotta get paid well hey well that's the way it is

That's just the way it is things will never be the same
that's just the way it is oh yea
that's just the way it is things will never be the same
that's just the way it is oh yea

We gotta make a change
it's time for us a people to start making 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 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 and 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 giving 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 down
they get jealous when they see ya with a 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
and I never get to lay back
'cause I always got to worry 'bout the pay backs
some buck that I roughted up way back
coming back agter all these years
rat-tat-tat-tat-tat that's the way it is

That's just the way it is things will never be the same
that's just the way it is oh yea
that's just the way it is things will never be the same
that's just the way it is oh yea
some things will never change

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S.N.IPER - 27.05.2005, 10:58
2Pac - Hit 'em Up
So I fucked your bitch
You fat mutha-fucka {Take Money}
West Side
Bad Boy Killers {Take Money}
You know who the realist is
Niggas we bring it to {Take Money}
[ha ha, that's alright]

First off, fuck your bitch
And the click you claim
West side when we ride
Come equipped with game
You claim to be a playa
But, I fucked your wife
We bust on Bad Boys
Niggas fuck for Life
Plus Puffy tryin' to see me weak
Hearts I rip
Biggie Smalls and Junior Mafia
Some mark ass bitches
We keep on coming
While we running for yah jewels
Steady gunning
Keep on busting at them fools
You know the rules
Little Ceasar go ask you homie
How i'll leave yah
Cut your young ass up
See yah in pieces
Now be deceased
Little Kim,
Don't fuck with real ass G's
Quick to snatch your ugly ass, off the streets
So fuck peace
I'll let them niggas know
It's on for Life
Don't let the west side
Ride the night [ha ha]
Bad Boys murdered on Wax and kill
Fuck with me
And get your caps peeled
You know, See

Grab your glocks when you see 2pac
Call the cops when you see 2pac, Uhh
Who shot me,
But, your punks didn't finish
Now, you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace
Nigga, I hit 'em up

Check this out
You mutha-fuckas know what time it is
I don't know why I'm even on this track
Y'all niggas ain't even on my level
I'm going to let my little homies
Ride on yah
Bitch made ass Bad Boys bitches
{ahh yo, yo, hold the fuck up}

Get out the way yo
Get out the way yo
Biggie Smalls just got dropped
Little move pass the mac
And let me hit 'em in his back
Frank White needs to get spanked right
For setting up traps
Little accident murderers
And I ain't never heard of yah
Poise less gats attack when I'm serving yah
Spank the shank
Your whole style when I gank
Gaurd your rank
Cause I'm a slam your ass in a pang
Puffy weaker than a fuckin' block
I'm running through nigga
And I'm smoking Junior Mafia
In front of yah nigga
With the ready power
Tucked in my Guess
Under my Eddie Bower
Your clout petty sour
I push packages ever hour
I hit 'em up

Grab your glocks when you see 2pac
Call the cops when you see 2pac, Uhh
Who shot me,
But, your punks didn't finish
Now, you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace
Nigga, We hit 'em up

Peep how we do it
Keep it real
Its penitentary steel
This ain't no freestyle battle
All you niggas getting killed
With your mouths open
Tryin' to come up off of me
You and the clouds hoping
Smoking dope
It's like a Shermine
Niggas think they learned to fly
But they burn mutha-fucka you deserve to die
Talking about you Getting Money
But its funny to me
All you niggas living bummy
While you fucking with me?
I'm a self made Millioniare
Thug livin', out of prison
Pistols in the Air {Air} [Ha Ha]
Biggie remember when I use to let you sleep on the couch
And beg the bitch to let you sleep on the house
Now its all about versace
You copied my style
Five shots couldn't drop me
I took it and smiled
Now I'm back to set the record straight
With my A-K
I'm still the thug that you love to hate
Mutha-fucka I'll Hit 'Em Up

I'm from N E W jers.
Where plenty of murders occurs
No points to come
We bring drama to all you herds
Now go check the scenerio
Little Ceas'
I'll bring you fake G's to yah knees
Copin' pleas with these [???]
Little Kim is yah
Coked up or doped up
Get your little Junior Whopper click smoked up
What the fuck?
Is you stupid?
I take money,
crash and mash through Brooklyn
With my click looting, shooting, and polluting your block
With fifteen shot,
Cocked glock to your knot
Outlaw Mafia click moving up another knotch
And your [?"Pop stars" pops?] and get dropped and mopped
And all your fake ass east coast props
Brainstormed and locked

You's a B-writer
Pac style taker
I'll tell you to face, you ain't nothing shit but a faker
Soften the Alize with a chaser
Bout to get murdered for the paper
Idi Amin approach the scene of the caper
Like a loc, with little Ceas' in a choke [uhh]
Toting smoke, we ain't no mutha-fuckin' joke
Thug Life, niggas better be known
Be approaching
In the wide open, gun smoking
No need for hoping
It's a battle lost
I gottem crossed as soon as the funk is boping off
Nigga, I hit 'em up

Now you tell me who won
I see them, they run [ha ha]
They don't wanna see us
Whole Junior Mafia click
Dressing up to be us
How the fuck they gonna be the Mob?
When we always on out job
We millionaire's
Killing ain't fair
But somebody got to do it

Oh yah Mobb Deep [uhh]
You wanna fuck with us
You Little young ass mutha-fuckas
Don't one of you niggas got sickle-cell or something
You fucking with me, nigga ?
You fuck around and catch a siezure or a heart-attack
You better back the fuck up
Before you get smacked the fuck up
This is how we do it on our side
Any of you niggas from New York that want to bring it,
Bring it.
But we ain't singing,
We bringing drama
Fuck you and your mother fucking mama.
We gonna kill all you mother fuckers.
Now when I came out, I told you it was just about biggie.
Then everybody had to open their mouth with a mother fuckin opinion
Well this is how we gon' do this:
Fuck Mobb Deep,
Fuck Biggie,
Fuck Bad Boy as a staff, record label, and as a mother fuckin crew.
And if you want to be down with Bad Boy,
Then fuck you too.
Chino XL, fuck you too.
All you mother fuckers,
Fuck you too.
(take money, take money)
All of y'all mother fuckers,
Fuck you, die slow mother fucker.
My fo' fo' (.44 magnum) make sure all yo' kids don't grow.
You mother fuckers can't be us or see us.
We mother fuckin' Thug Life riders.
West Side till' we die.
Out here in California, nigga
We warned ya'
We'll bomb on you mother fuckers.
We do our job.
You think you the mob, nigga, we the mother fuckin' mob
Ain't nuttin' but killers
And the real niggas, all you mother fuckers feel us.
Our shit goes tripple and four quadruple
You niggas laugh cuz our staff got guns under they mother fuckin' belts
You know how it is and we drop records they felt
You niggas can't feel it
We the realist
Fuck 'em.
We Bad Boy killas.

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LLG_Zero - 04.06.2005, 10:38

2 Pac feat. Akon - Ghetto Gospel (Remix)


If I could recelect before my hood dayz
I would sit in bliss and reminis on the good dayz.
i stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes to'em
they stressed and goin under.
we never really went through that
cause we was born ????
today things change,its a shame
they blame it on the youth cause the truth look strange
for them its worse, we come from a world thats cursed
and it hurts.
cause any day theyll push the button.
and yall condemned like malcom x and uncle bob
they died for nothin.
make the people teary, the world looks dreary
but when you wipe your eyes you see it clearley.
theres no need for you to fear me.
if you take the time to hear me, maybe you can learn to cheer me.
it aint about black or white, both doin
i hope you see the light before its ruiend
my ghetto gospel

[Akon]
Cause thats the life when ur
Living in the (ghetto)and
Eating in the (ghetto)or
Sleeping in the (ghetto) (ghetto)
Cause thats the life when ur
Living in the (ghetto)and
Eating in the (ghetto)or
Sleeping in the (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)


[2Pac]

Tell me do you see that old lady she aint sad
living out a bag, in rags, loving the things she has
over there see that lady, the cracks got her crazy.
and shes gonna give birth to a baby?
i shouldnt let it fade me. we out of the projects
jumped into another form of slavery.
and even now i get discouraged.
i wonder if its tooken all back will i still keep the courage.
i refuse to be a role modle.
i keep control on the hoes and take out my old bottle.
i make mistakes, i learn from everyone.
and when its said and done, ill be called a better one.
if i strecth you dont stretch.
never forget, god is gonna finish with me yet.
i feel his hands on my brain.
when i write ryhmes, i go blind, and let the lord do this thing.
but am i any less holy,
i choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies
and then world peace, we tried and failed
now theres war in the streets
my ghetto gospel.

[Akon]
Cause thats the life when ur
Living in the (ghetto)and
Eating in the (ghetto)or
Sleeping in the (ghetto) (ghetto)
Cause thats the life when ur
Living in the (ghetto)and
Eating in the (ghetto)or
Sleeping in the (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)

[Bridge]

Gun shots every night in the (ghetto)
Crooked cops on sight in the (ghetto)
Every day is a fight in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)
Got kids to feed in the (ghetto)
Selling coke and weed in the (ghetto)
Every day somebody bleed in the (ghetto)
(oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)


[Akon]
Cause thats the life when ur
Living in the (ghetto)and
Eating in the (ghetto)or
Sleeping in the (ghetto) (ghetto)
Cause thats the life when ur
Living in the (ghetto)and
Eating in the (ghetto)or
Sleeping in the (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)

Re: Texte

Turner - 08.06.2005, 11:01

2Pac ist doch schon lange tot, oder?