outlaw 4 life

23.01.2006., ponedjeljak

Isprika....

Ljudi, fakat sorry ako sam ikoga uvrijedila sa svojim bivšim postom. Stvarno nisam htjela jer ga ja uopće nisam napisala. Znam da zvuči kao da se izvlačim, ali nadam se da mi vjerujete. Ja na svom blogu nisam bila skoro cijeli tjedan jer nisam smjela na internet i nije istina da mi stari nije dao nego smo potrošili sve mb na maxadsl-u. Danas sam ga otvorila jer me nazvala prijateljica i rekla da su joj roditelji pročitali post i izderali se na nju. Stvarno se ispričavam- nadam se da stvarno ne mislite da sam ono ja pisala- a dečko koji je to pisao se zove domagoj. Znao je lozinku jer ju je pročitao u mom rokovniku kojeg mi je u školi uzeo iz torbe. Ponovno se ispričavam i nadam se da mi vjerujete. Dotična cura nije po meni postala vege. i slušala Tupaca jer je baš sprotno sve bilo. Ja sam po njoj počela njega slušat i po burazu, a meso mi se zgadilo ma maturalcu kad je iz njega počela curit krv.Imam pravo na svoje mišljenje i to je sve šta ću reć! I da film o Tupacu se zove Thug angel a biografija je od magazina Vibe.
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17.01.2006., utorak

bizzy bone- Life goes on (tribute to Tupac)

Mmm-hmm, Mr. Shakur, man, your essence remains pure......

Chorus:

And by the freedom of God, we got a sure shot, and Jesus-you've been good to me

when it all stops, my life goes on for sure, Mr. Shakur and blessed with your

presence, your essence remains pure......



Verse One:

I never made it in school in '92, lookin for a job as a part-time father, only

if you knew Pac, with the chronic thru your music was gettin me thru, it's 1999

now, what we gone do, huh, you gone and enemies snicker when I pour out a

little liquor, better not pass me your name and make you out to be the sinner

who spent the holiday with that ghetto, cookin a hood dinner, writin my memoirs

right next to your picture, remember: Life Goes On, that's what you told me

homie, and Sylk~E~Fine hooked it up in the nick of time my homie-shit, I may be

lonely and I talk to you, I hope you listening and we mob thru you, we all miss

him, and mommy say hey, she feed the babies, Johnny J still crazy as hell,

takin your class in college, hope I don't fail, I wish I had the mail for the

million dollar bill, but that'd be too much like writin the whole situation,

and it smells kind of fishy to me, bring the demons to the light, the truth-it

might set me free, but they can't kill you twice, by the freedom of God we have

a sure s

hot, and Jesus you have been so good to me.............



Chorus



Verse Two:

Yo, my friends ain't feelin me, tobacco companies make money off of killin me,

we been waitin for forty acres like we said it, damn, and the earthquakes with

the world's retaliation, all the abomination, call it El Nino, but it feels

like revelation, huh, in fact they got to you, you know, I think a fan shot

you, they was jealous of your jewelry, and the jury thought they got you, I

fast, prepare for the rapture with a ? for the ghetto bastards, walk in the

wilderness with God given talent for ashes, pass the pastor, he ain't helpin

the hood like judges should, but life goes on, it's all good, and homie we

fight for wood, to keep us stupid huh, and after Eazy, it ain't no more

Ruthless acoustics, same producers seduce us, with jewels to boost us, before

we prove em wrong, count on a revolutionary to move us, but life goes on,

within the music and the song, it's abuse if you use it to fuel your fire,

huh......



Chorus



Verse Three:

Supportin my people, distortin my people, they callin my people, losers weep

the reaper, all you G's now, proposition 187, and you think we sleep now, how

in the new millenium could we smile, God loves the underdog, and of course the

ghettos are close, just when the rain falls, reminisce on tattoos, the oceans,

pain y'all, note here for the dosage of prozac he prescribed, ther's too much

melanin in my system, musical group, we won't die, and what's the meaning of

survival, knowledge of wealth is right there in your biblem look at the literal

and learn yourself, pass me the lighter when I'm stressin on these issues, did

I mention my momma gonna need some tissue when they get you, I continue to flow

eternal, remember Mo Murda way back in the day, smokin burners with lil Layzie,

man we shootin at the turtle, him and his big boyz doggin me out, I'm all alone

with my Thuggish Ruggish shirt on, but still baby, I don't hate you, we black

and strong, even though I know right wherem you live, I forgive you and life go

es on...........



Chorus




Ovo mi je fakat dobra pjesma. Ima ih puno al eto..ovu sam stavila.......

HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ljudi fakat mi treate pomoć. Daj, ko god zna di mogu kupit LA kapu nek mi kaže......već ju imam al mi je od buraza (koji je isto west coast al malo duže))) i želim imat baš svoju.
PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!


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16.01.2006., ponedjeljak

East side down......

Danas me frendica pitala kaj mislim o p.diddyju- on joj je prezgodan! Rekla sam joj da se makne od mene.......mrzim iz dna duše p.diddyja, biggyja i cijeli bad boy records......east side fakat ne podnosim osim nekih.....za mene postoji samo jedna strana WESSIDE- a vi ostali ne ostavljajte poruke i ne javljajte se sa sličnim east glupostima...ko sluša bad boy records....mogu vam samo jednu stvar reć:

FUCK YA ALL,
DROP DEATH- YOU WON'T MISS ANYONE,
SUCK MY DICK......................
poludila sam...nek mi samo neko spomene glupog p.diddyja...poludim....shvatim zašto postoji pjesma Hit 'em up......

R.I.P.- you're giving me a reason to live....love ya....

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DO YOU WANNA RIDE OR DIE????
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15.01.2006., nedjelja

Ya gotta know this.....

Da razjasnim neke stvari onima kojima to nije baš jasno. Ja ne podnostm Eminema. On je whigga i mr.charlie 2u1 i to je cijela priča. Njemački rep ne slušam ali mi idu na jetra. East coast isto nepodnosim. Nemoje me krivo shvatit. I don't hate them just I don't like them. Za mene postoji jedan jedini- Tupac, jedna jedina strana- west coast i jedan jedini grad- Los Angeles. Don't hate me because I don't like Eminem- you can don't like me. Ja živim za one tri stvari i nitko to ne može promijeniti!!!!!
TUPAC SHAKUR- R.I.P. my nigga- I won't stop lovin' ya......

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I'm back

Buraz jr. me toliko ludi da to nije normalno-svakim danom sve više želim u LA. Stara mi priča da bi trebala na instrukcije,a ja želim samo uživat u zadnjem danu na praznicima jer znam šta me očekuje već sutra. Moram bit dobra i roknut se s katedrale. Bar ću bit s Tupacom na nebu. To i nije tako loša ideja........

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When I'm dirt broke and fucked up, ya still love me......come wit me.....
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Sutra je school...ja nisam ništa ni takla a pišemo malo više testova.....ja imam samo jednu poruku za svo to.......
F U C K Y A A L L!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


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14.01.2006., subota

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'When I die let it be, but when they come for me bury me a G.'

"I belive that everything you do comes back to you. So everything that I do that's bad, I'm going to suffer for it. But in my heart, I belive what I'm doing is right. So i feel like I'm going to heaven."

'Come wit me
Run quick see
Do you wanna ride or die?'

'I was raised in this society
So there's no way you can expect me to be
Perfect person
I'ma do what I'ma do.....'

'I was given this world,
I didn't make it!'

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Tupac keeps you searching, even now, for the line between him and the Him he puts out there for you to see.....

'If we really are saying rap is an art form, then we got to be more responsible for our lyrics. If you see everybody dying because of what you saying, it don't matter that you didn't make them die, it just matters that you didn't save them.'

'If thug life is real, then let somebody else represent it, because I'm tired if it. I represented it too much.....'

"And the raps that I'm rappin to my community shouldn't be filled with rage? They shouldn't be filled with same attrocities that they gave me? The media they don't talk about it, so in my raps I have to talk about it, and it seems foreign because there's no one else talking about it."

'Im in jail now, but I'm free.
My mind is free.
The only time I have problems is when I sleep.'

He's beliving his rap.
He's believing the movie scripts that he's played.
Where he went wrong was when he tried to go to the street.

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I Cry


Sometimes when I'm alone
I Cry,
Cause I am on my own.
The tears I cry are bitter and warm.
They flow with life but take no form
I Cry because my heart is torn.
I find it difficult to carry on.
If I had an ear to confiding,
I would cry among my treasured friend,
but who do you know that stops that long,
to help another carry on.
The world moves fast and it would rather pass by.
Then to stop and see what makes one cry,
so painful and sad.
And sometimes...
I Cry
and no one cares about why.




IN THE EVENT OF MY DEMISE

When my heart can beat no more
I hope I die for a principle or a belief that
I have lived for
I will die before my time because I already feel
the shadow's depth
So much I wanted to accomplish before
I reached my death
I have come to grips with the possibility and
wiped the last tear from my eyes
I loved all who were positive in the event
of my demise


-2Pac, 1992

R. I. P.


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Tupac Shakur
1971.-1996.
some legends never die...
....always in my heart...
....remember me.....
R. I. P. m y n i g g a

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I mean it.........

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50cent...... no words.....

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Nobody likes me
and that's ok
cause I don't like ya anyway....

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Ovo je pjesma mene i mirte (love ya).... Nastala je u 1u noći i tak.....

GLAČALO

Glupa budalo
Tvoje rime ne valjaju ni malo,
daj shvati da si loš
za gangsta nisi spreman još,
daj dođi u moj kvart
i vrati se na start,
tamo ne rolla se drugo
nego ono puši mi kurac dugo,
thug life živi se tamo
to ti mi repamo,
ako imaš nešto za reć
dođi i odigraj s nama meč,
ajde pokaži što znaš
i bit ćeš mrtav ko homie naš,
9milimetarski gun opalit će sad
otvorit oči više nećeš nikad,
preopasno je tu za tebe
ubit te neće te neće samo jebene trebe,
trči doma mamici
dok nisi dobio po gubici,
ovo je kraj naše pjesme
jer mi smo sad nabrijene full i bijesne....

Dedicated to: Yobro



Volim:

-Tupaca (my life..)
-crnce (my shit...)
-Los Angeles (my dream..)
-Californiu (my story....)
-vodu
-tulume
-film four brothers
-svoj komp
-nelu
-hladnoću
-svoju ribu
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Luv music, svi polude jer ju preglasno slušam, ali za 2paca........

Slušam:

Tupac, Outlawz, Nate dogg, Outcast, Joe Budenns, Bizzy bone, Krazy bone, Snoop dogg, Tq, Warren G, Game, Masta Ace, 50cent, Cassidy, ludacris, mos def, Pharaoh Monch, Kurupt, Lil flip, E-a-ski, B legit, Yukmouth, San Quinn, Westside connection, Ghostface, Da brat, Aaliyah, Jermaine Dupri, Wish bone, Juvenile, Bone Thugs n harmony, The Pit....

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Mrzim:

-P.Diddy-a
-cijeli bad boy records- neka svi umru......
-meso
-katkad život
-Mc.Donalds
-East coast (it depends)
-pop, rock,techno, house....
-caike
-masline (ali ih jedem)
-school (who doesn't)
-njemački rap
-profu iz engleskog








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City where I wanna go wit my friend...
my dream......
my rescue.......
my life...... LA......

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JUST LIKE DADDY

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come wit me any time you want
dedicatin slow jams on the radio
i know ya happy
i can feel ya pa*sion
lookin out for ya
just like daddy
come on
sunshine turns to rain
baby i can take away ya pain
if ya trust me
close ya eyes
and feel the magic
never leave when ya need me
i do ya just like daddy

i met her when she was young
her real daddy died when she was younger
her moms let her do what she pleased
it seemed noone loved her
her eyes shined with love
a diamond in the ruff
the kind that you could love
not yet touch
but so much
potential
youngsta let me guide ya mental
into a place
whaere the sourness of pain
you'll never taste
by gods grace
you was born wit that face
nuttin but pure beauty
so for eternity
i feel its my duty
to be a soldier
yeah baby
got plans to mold ya
in the coldest nights
is when i hold ya
like i'm supposed ta
as we grown closa
i take your hand gladly
and when you need ask me
spoil my baby girl
just like daddy

i ain't feelin streesed
spendin time wit you
i feel blessed
when youm gone
feelin pain so strong
deep in my chest
when i got arrested
came so close to goin to jail
throwin blows at the po-pos
breakin ya nails
screamin loud goin all out
damn i did
you stay locked down
at mom's house
watchin the kids
through the whole bid
in the V.I.
i see you daily
when my fake homies try to f**k you
you run and tell me
thats why i stay commited
i thank god every time i hit it
hopin you'll forgive me
for the timed i bulls**tted
me and you against the world
we untouchable
screamin like ya dyin'
every time i'm f**kin you
ya never had a father or a family
but i'll be there
no need to fear
so much insanity
and through the years
i know you gave me your heart
plus when i'm dirt broke and f**ked up
ya still love me

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boo would you
die for me
now hold my pistol
gettin high wit these sounds
tougher than bristle
boo when you cry
i'll be ya tissue
back in the county writin letters
how i miss you
givin ya credeit
apologetic
how i diss you
get you from thinkin like a minor
and on a level
i know that sometime
daddy ready to wine
you and dine you
lace you from toe
to putanny
and still be right behind you
true
like just me and you
no tellin what we can do
gettin high
between the sheets
put the s**t
right near the street
put leekys in ya belly
while we f**kin on the beach
i love it when you
nutt up and grab me
i feel for ya badly
baby girl
just like daddy

shorty i'll lend my hand out
help ya
lost soul lookin for shelta
on a late night accepta
treat ya girl
won't dissrespect ya
my age is young
out of place
bi**h callin days is done
from a trixy
to a missy
you know i'll raise ya hun'
place her under my wing
show her how we swing
now she rollin blunts
for her king
one day labeled
thug misses
the essence of
my ghetto sistas
hugs and kisses
destiny for me
to be a fathr figure

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AMBITIONZ AZ A RIDAH

I won't deny ya
I'm a straight ridah
You don't wanna f**k with me
Got tha police bustin' at me
But they can't do nothin' to a 'G'

Let's get ready to rumble

My Ambitionz az a Ridah
My Ambitionz az a Ridah

So many battlefield scars
While drivin' in plush cars
Cause life as a rap star
Is nothin' without God
Was born ruff and rugged
Addressen' tha mad public
My attitude was 'f**k it'
Cause muthaf**kers love it
To be a soulja
Must maintain compose at ease
Tho' life is complicated
Only what you make it to be
And my ambitionz az a Ridah
Catch her while she's hot and horny
Go up inside her
Then I spit some game in her ear
Go to the tele ho
You put what money in a benz ?
Cause bi**h i'm barely broke
I'm smoking bomb a*s weed feelin' crucial
From playa to playa
The game's tight
Tha feelings mutual
From hustlen' them friends
To breakin' mothaf**kers to payin'
I got no time for these bi**hes
Cause these hos tried to play us
I'm on a meal ticket
Mission
Wantin' me
So i'm wishin'
Comepetition got me rich
On that bulls**t they stressin'
I'm a ride tho'
Clown ho's like it's manditory
No guts no glory
My ni**a
bi**h got tha game started
Now it's on and it's on because I said so
Can't trust a bi**h in the business
So I got with Death Row
Now these money hungry bi**hes gettin' suspicious
Started ploten and planin' on schemes
To come and twist us
But thug ni**as be on point and game tight
Me, Syke and bulldogs
Rapped up tha same night
Got problems?
Then handle it
Muthaf**kers see me
These ni**as is jelous
Cause deep in they hearts
They wanna be me
Yeah, now ya got me right beside ya
Hopein' ya listenin'
I catch ya payin' attention
To my Ambitionz az a Ridah

I'm a straight ridah, you don't wanna f**k with me
My Ambitionz az a Ridah
Got tha police bustin' at me, but they can't do nuthin' to a 'G'

It was my only wish to rise
Above these jelous, coward, muthaf**kers I dispise
When it's time to ride
I was tha first off this side
Give me tha 9
I'm ready to die right here tonight
And muthaf**k they like
That's what they screaming
As they drill me
But i'm hard to kill
So open fire
So you kill me
Witness my steel
Spittin' at adversaries
Envious and after me
I'd rather die before they catch me
Watch me bleed
Mama corrected me
I'm suicidal
Thinkin' thoughts
I'm innocent
Their be bullets flyin' when their caught
f**k doin' jail time
Better day
Sacrifice
Won't get a chance to do me
Like they did my ni**a Ty
Thugin' for life
And if your right
Then ni**a die for it
Let them other brothas try
At least you tried for it
When it's time to die
Be a man
Pick tha way to leave
f**k peace and tha police
My Ambitionz az a Ridah

I'm a straight ridah, you don't wanna f**k with me
My Ambitionz az a Ridah
Got tha police bustin' at me, but they can't do nuthin' to a 'G'

My murderous lyrics
Equipped with spirits of those thugs
Them phonies
Payoff tha block
Evade tha cops
Cause I know they comin' for me
I been hesitant to reappear
Been away for years
Now i'm back
My adversaries been reduced to tears
Question my methods
Just wreckin' these
Sure as them bi**hes bleed
ni**as is feelin' the fire
Of mother's corrupted seed
Blast me
But they didn't finish
Didn't diminish
My powers
So now i'm back to be a mothaf**ken menace
They cowards
That's why they tried to set me up
Had bi**h a*s ni**as on my team
So indeed
They wet me up
But i'm back reincarnated
Incarcerated
At tha time I caught tha perfect way to God
Made laced with lyrics that's legendary
Musical mercenary
For money
I'll have these muthaf**kers buried
Getten' much mail in jail
ni**as tellen' me to kill it
Knowin' when I get out
They gonna feel it
Witness the realest
A who Ridah
When I put the s**t inside
They'll cry
From all your people when they find him
Just remind him
My history will prove up in it
Revenge on those ni**as that played me
And all tha cowards that was down with it
Now it's your ni**a right beside ya
Hopein' your listenin' and catch ya payin' attention
To my Ambitionz az a Ridah

I'm a straight ridah, you don't wanna f**k with me
My Ambitionz az a Ridah
Got tha police bustin' at me, but they can't do nuthin' to a 'G'

I wont deny ya
I'm a straight Ridah
You don't wanna f**k with me
Got tha police bustin' at me, but they can't do nuthin' to a 'G'