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Tupac - Ghetto Gospel

Uhh,
Hit them with a lil' 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 sound of guns

[Tupac]
If I could recollect before my hood dayz
I'd sit and reminisce, thinking and bliss on the good dayz
I stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes to 'em
They tested, it was stressed that they under
In our days things changed
Everyone's ashamed to the youth 'cause the truth looks strange
And for me it's reversed, we left them a world that's cursed, and it hurts
'Cause any day they'll push the button
And all condemned like Malcolm X and Bobby Hunton died for nothing
Don't them let me get teary, the world looks dreary
But when you wipe your eyes, see it clearly
There's no need for you to fear me
If you take the time to hear me, maybe you can learn to cheer me
It ain't about black or white, 'cause we're human
I hope we see the light before it's ruined
My ghetto gospel

[Chorus - Elton John]

[Tupac]
Tell me do you see that old lady, ain't it sad?
Living out a bag, but she's glad for the little things she has
And over there there's a lady, crack got her crazy
Guess she's given 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 keep discouraged
Wonder if they take it all back will I still keep the courage?
I refuse to be a role model
I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottle
I make mistakes, I learn from everyone
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 hasn'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 thing
But am I less holy?
'Cause I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies
Before we find world peace
We gotta find peace in that war on the streets
My ghetto gospel

[Chorus - Elton John]

[Tupac]
Lord can you hear me speak!
To pay the price of being Hell bound...

Tupac ft. Biggie - Runnin'(Dying To Live)

[Sway (MTV Interviewer) Speaking] Between you and Biggie was like, who's gonna, who's gonna,
who ruled, the, the, nigga kingdom and shit basically, you know what I'm sayin'?
It was like, this is like an election...
[2Pac speaking:] It is an election
[Sway Speaking] You know what I'm sayin'?
[2Pac speaking] Me and Biggie's situation was smaller than that,
me and Biggie's situation was like...

[Reporter Speaking] Tupac Shakur was shot several times in the chest... [Other reporters talking, then they fade slowly]

[Chorus]
You know, I wonder if they'll laugh when I am dead
Why am I fighting to live, if I'm just living to fight
Why am I trying to see, when there aint nothing in sight
Why am I trying to give, when no one gives me a try
Why am I dying to live, if I'm just living to die

[Notorious B.I.G.]
Check it, I grew up a fuckin screw up
Got introduced to the game, got a ounce and fuckin blew up
Choppin rocks overnight
The nigga Biggie Smalls tryin ta turn into the black Frank White
We had to grow dreads to change our description
Two cops is on the milk box missin
Show they toes you know they got stepped on
A fist full of bullets a chest full of Teflon
Run from the police picture that, nigga I'm too fat
I fuck around and catch a asthma attack
That's why I bust back, it don't phase me
When he drop, take his glock, and I'm Swayze
celebrate my escape, sold the glock, bought some weight
Laid back, I got some money to make, motherfucker

[Chorus]

[2Pac]
And still I'm havin memories of high speeds, when the cops crashed
As I laugh pushin the gas when my glocks blast
We was young, and we was dumb but we had heart
In the dark when we survived through the bad parts
Many dreams is what I had, and many wishes
No hesitation in extermination of these snitches
And these bitches they still continue to pursue me
A couple of movies now the whole world tryin to screw me
even the cops tried to sue me
So what can I do but stay true, sippin 22's a brewin
now the medias tryin to test me got the press askin questions, tryin to stress me
misery is all I see, thats my mind's state
My history with the police is shakin' the crime rate
Ma main man had 2 strikes, slipped, got arrested and flipped
He screamed 'Thug Life!' and emptied the clip
gots tired of runnin from the police

[chorus]

[Biggie]
I was shocked at everything! Ya know what im sayin. I wasn't more shocked at him dying.
I was more shocked at him. Pac' is a strong dude... I know him... You know what I'm sayin?...
Real strong... so it was when he got shot I was more like "again". You know what I'm sayin?...
He always gettin shot or shot at... He gon' pull threw this one again, make a few of records about it and its gon be over..
You know, then when he died I was like 'Woah'... you know what I'm sayin...
it kinda took me by suprise... even though we was going threw our drama I would NEVER
wish death on nobody! 'cause there ain't no comin back from death [echo].....

[Astro Da King]

No one will read but ok

Z-Ro Another Song Lyrics
[talking]
Hold up let me hit my Hypnotic
aight you rollin?
I'd just like to take a minute to apolgize to my listeners
I just wanna say I'm sorry for not havin any songs about happiness
or bein in peace and shit like that
see I can only display my personal feelings and experinces
and so far I ain't felt what happiness feels like
and experinced anything but hard times and heartache
so I apoligize for not makin you dance
I apologize for not havin any sarcastical songs
you know that good feeling with e'm
that put a smile on your face
I ain't had nothin to offer accept for frown
so for that I'm sorry I promise if I can sing another song

([Verse 1]
I wish I could tell you my life was good but it's not
I wish misery, city runners were cold, but they're hot
so many situations to deal with, I can't concentrate
a hundred homies and everyone is fake
how can I make it out the ghetto it want let me go
seems like everytime I do a good deed, good deeds never return to 'Ro
I gave up my last so somebody could have a start
then somebody got me locked behind bars
what a way to show ya love back-homie you a friend for life
for your crime I'm doin time in the Penn tonight
it's bad enough I lost a family my luck ain't live
mama died when I was 6 and Daddy ain't have enough time
to kick it with me-like I wanted him to kick it with me
now that I'm incarcarated you wanna come and visit with me
but I ain't holdin no grudges Daddy I love you that's my word
even though you had me sleeping on a curb...I wish I had another song

[Chorus]
These are the days(these are the days)
we cherish them because soon they'll be gone away(soon they'll be gone away)
on to another place
pretty soon I'll be gone
twenty-summod years of calling God on this mobile phone
if it wasn't for my life style I'd sing another song

[Verse 2]
I wish that I was ridin around in a Bentley
but maybe Z-Ro living lavish just ain't meant to be
cause I'm the type of fella that'll give a bum a hundred dollars
I'd rather help out my people instead of poppin my collar
I wish that I could get a million copies sold
if I'm broke I'd rather die I don't want no more poverty-'Ro and oh
sometimes I wish that I was somebody else
cause I can't even pay bills even though my CD's want stay on the shelf
strugglin and I'm strivin and just barely strivin
bobbin and weavin-my last breathe time after time
and it seems that I want ever get no rest I'm exhausted
tryna make it-compare the price and pain is what the cost is
maybe if I was evil I'd be rolling in bread
until somebody with a pistol come and opened my head
but my mission is keepin ambition
I'm trying so hard even though my soul is scarred-oh Lord...
I wish I had another song

[Chorus]
These are the days(these are the days)
we cherish them because soon they'll be gone away(soon they'll be gone away)
on to another place
pretty soon I'll be gone
twenty-summod years of calling God on this mobile phone
if it wasn't for my life style I'd sing another song

[Verse 3-singing]
I wish that I could sing another song
but my rhythm is too much pain
sunshine is the level that I think I'm own so tell me why it's so much rain
day to day it's a struggle in my lifetime
to keep from creepin I be stayin in the G
no crimes commited so tell me why I'm doin time
and want nobody come and sit with me for free
sometimes at night I smoke a cig and sit back
and wonder why the whole world hate me
so much ambition I just gotta pull my wig back
wishing murder would come on and take me
I wish that I could sing another song
I'm tired of sleeping in rivers of tears all night long
no point in wonderin why my people use to do me wrong
stuck in this reality until my life is over and gone

[Chorus]
These are the days(these are the days)
we cherish them because soon they'll be gone away(soon they'll be gone away)
on to another place
pretty soon I'll be gone
twenty-summod years of calling God on this mobile phone
if it wasn't for my life style I'd sing another song

[Ripper_of_romania]

Parazitii - In Focuri

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GNWTSyHhcqU

[Freaka-da-disk]
*cuttin’ & scratchin’ “ooh shit!”*

[Cheloo]
Vin bine dispus de la o înmormântare de lesbiene
unde mai devreme m-am întins la bere.
Va abordez *shhhh* diplomatic..
[Ombladon]
Esti antipatic!
[Cheloo]
Pula mea, n-am ajuns un clasic!
Sunt nascut in zodia în care a murit ?de râs jigodia?
Sunt un meloman care îti prezinta melodia,
Caut senzatii în feluri mult prea tari
Sa moara fapta; unde ma toarna ziua ma prinde noaptea.
Te provoc! Trage, daca te tenteaza,
Vei fi unul dintre noi care palmat fumeaza.
Sistematic sparg petreceri comuniste,
De cand traseistele au devenit artiste.
Tuturor celor cu un mare creier în minus,
Le doresc un elegant penis captivus!

[Ref. x2]
Vreau sa vad acum doar partea frumoasa,
Mâinile în aer care înca fumeaza,
Daca cineva întreaba, o ard în focuri,
002 doar alcool, sex, droguri.

[Ombladon]
Un gram de creier sau un gram de marfa pura,
Viata iese din pizda, dar se duce pe pula [aaah]
Subsemnatul Ombladon declar:
Jur sa spun adevarul si numai adevarul în declaratia asta macar..
Cand ma întalnesc cu garda în fiecare zi,
Îmi ascund în ghete pastilele de extasy [Zi!]
Femeia sa-mi ia banii face apel la sex-apel,
N-am bani la mine pentru ca n-am multi de fel..
Ridic cuvântu’! pentru pigmei prea sus,
Plus, pentru toti rapperii care de mult în jos s-au dus
Vad ca, multe alearga dupa bani cu tupeu,
Ce pula mea, proastelor, pula are alt gust într-un bmw’eu?!?
E greu, a fost mereu,
Dar nu ca azi: 50 la suta canta, 50 la suta-s badigarzi.

[Ref x2]
Vreau sa vad acum doar partea frumoasa,
Mâinile în aer care înca fumeaza,
Daca cineva întreaba, o ard în focuri,
002 doar alcool, sex, droguri.

[Cheloo] E super iarba!
[Ombladon] M-am dedublat!
[Cheloo] Vorbesc cu mine!
[Ombladon] Liber pe strada!
[Cheloo] Tre` sa trag!
[Ombladon] Ruleaz-o bine!
[Cheloo] Nimeni nu te prinde!
[Ombladon] Aprinde!
[Cheloo] Arde-o!
[Ombladon] Dracu-o ia! Nu ma numar printre cei ce dau în paranoia!

[Ombladon]
Stau retras, sunt tras, atras de vinul ars
ramas în sticla de Jack Daniels fals *sssshht*
Stau pe-un nor si cânt la harpa fredonând un hit, zic:
Cheloo, Ombladon, Freaka-da-disk, Rebel Music
Fetele ard! jointu’ arde! totul arde!
bag termomentru-n cana.. hmmmm.. prea multe grade,

[Cheloo]
Umbla vorba ca-mi terorizez femeia,
Am dubla personalitate si o dezvolt p-a treia
Sunt anti-vedeta
[Ombladon]
Perfect promovata!
[Cheloo]
Sistemul de valori n-o sa mi-l schimb niciodata!

[Ref. x4]
Vreau sa vad acum doar partea frumoasa,
Mâinile în aer care înca fumeaza,
Daca cineva întreaba, o ard în focuri,
002 doar alcool, sex, droguri.

[giga]

maybe we should just post a link to the lyrics so that the scroll bar isn't 4 pixels tall

and also, ripper, i doubt there are many people on ko4life besides you that can read romanian....

[poiz3n]

cypress hill - any song

w/e lol

[ArtOfFighters]

i wanna hear this song gettin singed :P[/b]

very good song Anti-Flag are frikkin awesome

[Ripper_of_romania]

maybe we should just post a link to the lyrics so that the scroll bar isn't 4 pixels tall

and also, ripper, i doubt there are many people on ko4life besides you that can read romanian....[/b]

I can translate the lyrics for you once I get home :P

[smepie18]

dire straits - money for nothing

I want my MTV

Now look at them yo-yo's that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Money for nothin' and your chicks for free
Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Lemme tell ya them guys ain't dumb
Maybe get a blister on your little finger
Maybe get a blister on your thumb

We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TV's

(See the little faggot with the earring and the makeup
Yeah buddy that’s his own hair
That little faggot got his own jet airplane
That little faggot he’s a millionaire)

Gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
Gotta move these colour TV's

I shoulda learned to play the guitar
I shoulda learned to play them drums
Look at that mama, she got it stickin' in the camera
Man we could have some
And he's up there, what's that? Hawaiian noises?
Bangin' on the bongoes like a chimpanzee
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Get your money for nothin' get your chicks for free

We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchens deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TV's

Look a' here
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
You play the guitar on your MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way you do it
Money for nothin' and your chicks for free
Money for nothin' and chicks for free

Money for nothin' and your chicks for free

Look at that, look at that

Money for nothin' and your chicks for free
I want my, I want my, I want my MTV
Money for nothin' and chicks for free

(Fade)
I want my, I want my, I want my MTV