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Kim	posted on 04-21-2001 @ 4:16 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01	Unconditional Love-2Pac (What y'all want?) Unconditional Love (no doubt) Talking bout the stuff that don't wear off It don't fade It'll last for all these crazy days These crazy nights Whether you wrong or you right I'm a still love you Still feel you Still there for you No matter what (hehe) You will always be in my heart With unconditional love Come listen to my truest thoughts, my truest feelings All my peers doing years beyond drug dealing How many caskets can we witness Before we see it's hard to live This life without God, so we must ask forgiveness Ask mama why God deserved to die Witness the tears falling free from my eyes Before she could reply Though we were born without a silver spoon My broken down TV, show cartoons in my living room (hey) One day I hope to make it A player in this game Mama don't cry, long as we try Maybe things change Perhaps it's just a fantasy A life where we don't need no welfare Shit with our whole family Maybe it's me that caused it The fighting and the hurting In my room crying cause I didn't want to be a burden Watch mama open up her arms to hugging And I ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditionl love In this game the lesson's in your eyes to see Though things change, the future's still inside of me We must remember that tomorrow comes after the dark So you will always be in my heart, with unconditional love Just got the message you've been calling all week Been out here hustling on these streets, ain't had a chance to speak But you know, with you and me it's on G We could never be enemies, cause you been such a good friend to me Where would I be without my dogs No wonder why when times get hard Cause it ain't easy being who we are Driven by my ambitions, desire higher positions So I proceed to make Gs, eternally in my mission Is to be more than just a rap musician The elevation of today's generation If could make 'em listen Prison ain't what we need, no longer stuck in greed Time to play and strategize, my family's gotta eat When we make somethin out of nothing No pleasure in the suffering, neighborhood would be good If they could cut out all the busting The liquor and the weed the cussing Sending love out to my block The struggle never stops (unconditional love) I'll probably never understand ya ways With everyday I swear I hear ya Trying to change your ways while gettin paid at the same time Just had a baby with the same eyes Something inside, please let me die these are strange times How come I never made it Maybe it's the way the played it in my heart I knew one day I gotta be a star My hopes and all my wishes So many vivid pictures, and all the currency I'll never even get to see This fast life soon shatter us Cause after all the lights and screams Nothing but my dreams matter Hoping for better days Maybe a peaceful night, baby don't cry Cause everythang gonna be alright Just lay your head on my shoulder Don't worry bout a thang baby Girl I'm a soldier (huh) Never treated me bad, no matter who I was You still came with that, unconditional love This message was edited by Kim on 4-21-01 @ 4:18 PM
Froy King Shit *board owner*	posted on 04-21-2001 @ 4:19 PM
O&A Board Veteran Registered: Feb. 01	Ugh, you just had to go and post rap... ~Matt/Froy from Jersey Official Protector of Gay Marco & SwampJunk...if he ever decides to post.
PatCooper	posted on 04-21-2001 @ 4:28 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01	Life Goes On 2Pac How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz Rest in peace young nigga there's a Heaven for a 'G' be a lie If I told ya that I never thought of death my niggas we tha last ones left but life goes on..... How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz Rest in peace young nigga there's a Heaven for a 'G' be a lie If I told ya that I never thought of death my niggas we tha last ones left life goes on.... As I bail through tha empty halls breath stinkin' in my draws ring, ring, ring quiet y'all incoming call plus this my homie from high school he's getting bye It's time to worry another brotha nobody cry life as a baller alchol and booty calls we usta do them as adolecents do you recall ? raised as G's loc'ed out and blazed the weed get on tha roof let's get smoked out and blaze with me 2' in tha morning and we still high assed out screamin' 'thug till I die' before I passed out but now that your gone i'm in tha zone thinkin' 'I don't wanna die all alone' but now ya gone and all I got left are stinkin' memories I love them niggas to death i'm drinkin' Hennessy while tryin' ta make it last I drink a 5th for that ass when you pass... cause life goes on Chorus How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz Rest in peace young nigga there's a Heaven for a 'G' be a lie If I told ya that I never thought of death my niggas we tha last ones left but life goes on.... How many brothas fell victims to tha streetz Rest in peace young nigga there's a Heaven for a 'G' be a lie If I told ya that I never thought of death my niggas we tha last ones left and life goes on.... Yeah nigga I got tha word as hell ya blew trial and tha judge gave you 25 with an L time to prepare to do fair time won't see parole imagine life as a convict that's getten' old plus with tha drama we're lookin out for your babies mama taken risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from gettin on her... life in tha hood... is all good for nobody remember gamin' on dumb hoties at chill parties Me and you No true a two while schemeing on hits and gettin tricks that maybe we can slide into but now you burried rest nigga cause I ain't worried eyes bluried sayin' goodbye at the cemetary tho' memories fade I got your name tated on my arm so we both ball till' my dying days before I say goodbye Kato, we're meant to rest in peace Thug till I die Chorus How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz Rest in peace young nigga there's a Heaven for a 'G' be a lie If I told ya that I never thought of death my nigga we tha last ones left and life goes on.... How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz Rest in peace young nigga there's a Heaven for a 'G' be a lie If I told ya that I never thought of death my niggas we tha last ones left cause life goes on.... Bury me smilin' with G's in my pocket have a party at my funeral let every rapper rock it let tha hos that I usta know from way before kiss me from my head to my toe give me a paper and a pen so I can write about my life of sin a couple bottles of Gin incase I don't get in tell all my people i'm a Ridah nobody cries when we die we outlaws let me ride until I get free I live my life in tha fast lane got police chasen me to my niggas from old blocks from old crews niggas that guided me through back in tha old school pour out some liquor have a toast for tha homies see we both gotta die but ya chose to go before me and brothas miss ya while your gone you left your nigga on his own how long we mourn life goes on... Chorus - repeats How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz Rest in peace young nigga there's a Heaven for a 'G' be a lie If I told ya that I never thought of death my niggas we tha last ones left but life goes on.... (sung overtop repeating chorus) Life goes on homie gone on, cause they passed away Niggas doin' life Niggas doin' 50 and 60 years and shit I feel ya nigga, trust me I feel ya You know what I mean last year we poured out liquor for ya this year nigga, life goes on we're gonna clock now get money evade bitches evade tricks give players plenty space and basicaly just represent for you baby next time you see your niggas your gonna be on top nigga their gonna be like, 'Goddamn, them niggas came up' that's right baby life goes on.... and we up out this bitch hey Kato, Mental y'all niggas make sure it's popin' when we get up there don't front.
Kim	posted on 04-21-2001 @ 6:48 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01	I listen to all kinds of music...I like the lyrics in this particular song...Maybe I'll post some Dixie Chicks or Broadway lyrics next :)
Canthandlemybooty	posted on 04-21-2001 @ 10:58 PM
Psychopath Registered: Mar. 01	I'm not into rap at all but i do like this 2Pac song...i think its pretty good... 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 nigga 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 to 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, that's the way it is Bridge w/ changing ad libs 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 -2- 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 kids. "I gotta get paid," Well hey, well that's the way it is Bridge Talking: 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. -3- And still I see no changes can't a brother get a little peace It's more on the streets than 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 facts givin' it back to you Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up, crack you up and pimp smack 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 punk that I roughed up way back comin' back after all these years rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat that's the way it is uhh Bridge 'til fade Some things will never change "Sanity is the playground for the unimaginative" :) Adopted by Drunk Boy :) Thanx Fyfetallica for the sig pic :)

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