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| Kid Afrika | posted on 05-07-2001 @ 4:44 PM |    | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Jan. 70  | Me Against the World
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| Kim | posted on 05-07-2001 @ 5:13 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | 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  | ||||
| PatCooper | posted on 05-07-2001 @ 5:16 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | If I Die 2nite ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- "A coward dies a thousand deaths, a soldier dies but once" (Tonight's the night I get in some shit) They say pussy and paper is poetry, power, and pistols Plottin' on murderin' motherfuckers before they get you Picturin' pitiful punk niggas coppin' pleas Puffin' weed as I position myself to clock Gs My enemies scatter in suicidal situations Never the witness to wicked shit that they was facin' Pockets is packed with presidents, pursue your riches Evadin' the playa-hatin tricks, while hittin switches Bitches is badmouthin', cuz ballin' motherfuckers is bold but trust me holms, the game should be sold Sick of pscyhotic society, somebody save me Addicted to drama, so even mama couldn't raise me Even the preacher and all my teachers couldn't reach me I run in the streets and puffin' weed with my peeps I'm duckin' the cops, I hit the weed as I'm clutchin' my glock Niggas is hot when I hit the block, but if I die tonite Chorus If I die 2nite If I die 2nite If I die 2nite 2nite's the night I get in some shit Polishin' pistols, prepare for battle, pass the pump When I get to poppin', niggas is droppin', then they done Callin' the coroner, come collect the fuckin' corpse He got hit by a killer, preoccupied with bein boss Revenge is the method, whenever steppin', keep a weapon close Adversaries will overdose over deadly notes Jealous niggas and broke bitches equal packed jails Hit the block and fill your pockets makin' crack sales Picture perfection pursuin' paper with a passion Visions of prison where all the pussies that I blasted Running with criminal, individuals with no remorse Try to stop me, my pistol possee using deadly force In my brain, all I can think about is fame The police know my name, a different game, ain't a thing changed I'm seeing cemetary photos of my peers Conversatin' like they still here, if I die tonite Chorus If I die 2nite Scared to die nigga, is ya? If I die 2nite Never fear, never will I fear If I die 2nite 2nite's the night I get in some shit Pussy and paper is poetry, power, and pistols Plottin on murderin motherfuckers before they get you Pray to the heavens, .357s to the sky And I hope I'm forgiven for Thug livin when I die I wonder if heaven's got a ghetto for thug niggas A stress free life, and a spot for drug dealers Pissin while practicin' how to pimp and be a player Overdose of a dick while drinking liquor when I lay yah Pistol-whippin any simps, for bein petrified and lame Disrespecting the game, praying for punishment and pain Going insane, never die, I live eternal, who shall I fear? Don't shed a tear for me nigga, I ain't happy here I hope they bury me and send me to my rest Headlines reading Murdered to Death, my last breath Take a look, picture a crook, on his last stand Motherfuckers don't understand, if I die tonite Chorus Nigga If I die 2nite No fear nigga, never worry If I die 2nite Bury me a motherfuckin G, closed casket, fuck death If I die 2nite You know Killer, killer, killer Murder, murder, murder  | ||||
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