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| Artist: 2Pac Album: Greatest Hits Song: Keep Ya Head Up Homepage: http://hem.passagen.se/deathrow/ Little something for my god son Elija and a little girl named Koreem Some say tha Blacker tha berry Tha sweeter tha juice I say, tha darker tha flesh and tha deeper tha roots I give a hollar to my sisters on welfare Tupac cares, but don't nobody else care I know they like ta beat ya down a lot And when ya come around tha block brothers clown a lot But please don't cry, dry ya eyes Never let up Forgive but don't forget girl keep ya head up And when he tells you you ain't nothin Don't believe him And if he can't learn ta love ya, you should leave him Cuz sister you don't need him I ain't tryin ta gash up, but I just callem how I see 'em Ya know what makes me unhappy When brothers make babies And leave a young mother ta be a pappy And since we all came from a woman Got our name from a woman And out game from a woman I wonder why we take from our women Why we rape our women Do we hate our women ? I think it's time ta kill for our women Time ta heal our women Be real to our women And if we don't We'll have a race of babies That hate tha ladies that make tha babies And since a man can't make one He has no right ta tell a woman when and where ta create one So will tha real men get up I know your fed up ladies But keep ya head up Oooooh child things are gonna get easier Oooooh child things are gonna get brighter Oooooh child things are gonna get easier Oooooh child things are gonna get brighter I remember Marvin Gay, usta sing ta me He had me feelin like black was tha thing ta be And suddenly tha ghetto didn't seem so tuff I thought we had it rough, we always had enough I often huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke tha rules Ran with tha local crew and had a smoke or two And realize momma really paid tha price She nearly gave her life, ta raise me right And all I had ta give her was my pipe dreams Of how i'd rock tha mic and make it to tha big screen I'm tryin ta make a dollar out of fifteen cents It's hard ta be legit and still pay tha rent And in tha end it seems i'm headin for tha penn I try and find my friends, but they're blowin in tha wind Last night my buddy lost his whole family It's gonna take tha man in me Ta conquer this insanity It seems tha rain will never let up I try ta Keep My Head Up and still keep from getting wet up You know it's funny when it rains it pours They got money for wars, but can't feed tha poor Sad there ain't no hope for tha youth and tha truth is There ain't no hope for tha future And then they wonder why we crazy I blame my mother, for turning my brother into a crack baby We ain't meant ta survive, cause it's a setup And even though ya fed up Ya got ta Keep Ya Artist: 2Pac f/ Snoop Doggy Dogg Album: Greatest Hits Song: 2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted Homepage: http://hem.passagen.se/deathrow/ [Snoop Talking] Up out of there [Daz, repeated several times until first verse begins] Ain't Nothin' but A Gangsta Party [Tupac Talking] Ahh shit you've done fucked up now you done put 2 of Amerikaz most wanted in the same muthafuckin' place at the same muthafuckin' time ya'll niggas about to feel this break out the champange glasses and muthafuckin' condoms have one on us aight [Tupac] Picture Perfect I paint a perfect picture bombin' hooties with percision Mind intensions to get with ya with the S-N double-O-P dogg to help my fuckin' homie you's a cold ass nigga on them all [Snoop] Sure enough I keep my hand on my gun cause they got me on the run Now I am back in the court room waitin' on the outcome Free Tupac is all that's on a niggas mind but at the same time it seem they tryin' to take mine so I am get smart and get the best of this shit and put together a million march plus some gangsta shit [Tupac] So now they got us laced Two multi millionaire muthafuckas catchin' cases Bitches get ready for the throw down the shits about to go down Uhh, me and Snoop about to clown I am losin' my religion I am vicious on these stool pigeons you might be deep in this game but you got some rules missin' niggas be actin like we savage See i'm a get the cabbage I got nutin' but love for my niggas livin' lavish [Snoop] I got a pet named P she niggarino I got a house out in the Hills right next to Chino and I think I got a Black Beama' but my dream is to own a fly casino like Bugsy Segal, and do it all illegal and get scooped up, by the little homie in a Regal Uhh it feel good to ya Baby bubba you see this is for the G's and the Ki's muthafucka [Tupac] Now follow as we Ride muthafuck the rest two of the best from the westside and I can make you famous Niggas been dying for years so how could they blame us I live in fear of a felony I never stop ballin' these mutha fuckin' G's If ya got it better flaunt it another warrant 2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted [Daz] Ain't Nothin' but a Gangsta Party [x2] [Tupac] Nothin' but a gangsta party [Daz] Ain't Nothin' but a Gangsta Party [Tupac] Ain't Nothin' but a Gangsta Party It ain't nothin' but a muthafuckin' gangsta party [Daz] Ain't Nothin' but a Gangsta Party [Tupac] Ain't Nothin' but a Gangsta Party It ain't nothin' but a muthafuckin' gangsta party [Daz] Ain't nothin but a gangsta party [Tupac] Now give me 50 feet The feet is not my destiny release me to the streets and keep what evers left of me Jealousy is misery, suffery is grief Better be prepared when you cowards fuck with me I I busta free, these niggas must be crazy (What) there ain't no mercy mutha fuckas who can fade the thugs? you thought it was but it wasn't now disappear bow down in the presence of a Boss playa [Snoop] It's like cuz, blood, gang banging everybody in the party doing dope slangin' you got to have papers in this world you might get your first snatch before your eyes swirl ya doing ya job every day and then you work so hard till ya hair turn gray let me tell you about life and 'bout the way it is see we live by the gun so we die by the blood of kids [Tupac] They tell me not to roll with my glock So now I got to throw away floating in the black Benz trying to do a show a day they wonder how I live with 5 shots niggas is hard to kill on my block Scheme for currency and dough related affilliated with the hustlas so we made it Your answer to the question tryin' to get up on it my nigga dogg homie and 2 of the most wanted [Daz] Aint Nutin But A Gangsta Party (Until Fade) Artist: 2Pac Album: Greatest Hits Song: Temptations Homepage: http://hem.passagen.se/deathrow/ Yo Mo Bee main, drop that shit! "Heyyyy! Heyy-ayyaahhyy" --> Erick Sermon (Redman's "Watch Yo' Nugget") (sample repeats until first verse) You know what time, boo-yaow I know it's time for you So grab one by the hand youknowhatI'msayin And uhh, throw up that finger Ay yo yo yo throw y'all fingers up! Thug style baby, Thug style y'know? Tell me baby are you lonely? Don't wanna rush ya I can help ya if ya only, let me touch ya If I'm wrong love tell me, cause I get caught up and the life I live is Hell see, I never thought I'd see the day when I would calm down, you ain't heard I've been known to clown and Get Around, that's my word See you walkin and you lookin good, yes indeed Got a body like a sex fiend, you're killin me witcha attitude to match right, don't be phony cause I hate when you act like, you don't know me I've be stressin in the spotlight, I want the fame but the industry's a lot like, a crap game Ain't no time for commitment, I gotta go Can't be wit you every minute miss, another show And even though I'm known for my one night stand I wanna be an honest man, but temptations go... "Heyyyy! Heyy-ayyaahhyy" --> Erick Sermon (Redman's "Watch Yo' Nugget") (sample repeats until second verse) Throw up the finger! And all my homies go.. Throw them the finger! Ya know what baby it's like *singing* I know you've been searchin for someone To make you happy, and get the job done You say you need it, a man with money But I can't be there, and will you still care Will I cheat or will I be committed, heaven knows Gettin weak and I wanna hit it, so here I go in my ride and I'm all in, gettin high I can hear the people callin, I'm passin by Everybody knows I'm ball-in, and to God Gotta keep myself from fall-in, but it's hard All the cuties know I'm under pressure, what do I do Gettin shaky when she pull the dress up, and say it's cool Should I stroke or should I wait a while, you decide If you tell me that you don't want it, that's a lie Move close and let me whisper, some dirty words in your ears as I kiss ya, on every curve Slow down baby don't rush, I like it slow Can't hold it any longer, so let it go Open the gates, do you wanna fall up in heaven Don't worry, I let myself in, all I heard was... "Heyyyy! Heyy-ayyaahhyy" --> Erick Sermon (Redman's "Watch Yo' Nugget") (sample repeats until third verse) Give em the finger! All my homies go.. Throw your fingers up! That's just the Thug in me girl, you know Peep out all my homies, y'know, it's like *singing* I know you've been searchin for someone To make you happy, and get the job done You say you need it, a man with money But I can't be there, and will you still care A lot of people think it's easy, to settle down Got a woman that'll please me, in every town I don't wanna but I gotta do it, the temptation got me ready to release the fluid, sensation sit down and conversate like you know me, take my hand Cause even Thugs get lonely, understand Even the hardest of my homies need attention Catch you blowin up the telephone, reminiscin I wanna take you to the movies, empty park Let's find a spot for you to do me, in the dark Now that it's passion, hold me tight Don't need lights, I can see you by the moonlight I know your man ain't lovin you right You're lonely under pressure need a Thug in your life Enough talkin, you want me to leave, I'll get to walkin See you later, cause baby I'm a player, and all I heard was "Heyyyy! Heyy-ayyaahhyy" --> Erick Sermon (Redman's "Watch Yo' Nugget") (sample repeats until the end) Give em the finger And all my homies go.. yo this how we gonna do this in the nine-trey y'know? Throw your fingers up Y'know? They gonna peep this, this how we run game on you *singing* Everybody, heyy, alright Heyy, heyyyeah, heyyyayyy, ohh [2Pac] All my niggaz go Uptown in the Give em the finger! Throw your hands up Give em the finger! Artist: 2Pac Album: Greatest Hits Song: God Bless The Dead Homepage: http://hem.passagen.se/deathrow/ [2Pac] Rest in peace to my mothafucka Biggie Smalls That's right boy, it's goin on Right here, Thug Life God bless the dead God bless the dead & buried nigga Don't worry if you see God first tell Him shit got worse I ain't mad, I know you're representin the crew And I can picture you in Heaven with a blunt & a brew Fuck the world, pain was a part of the game If you a baller, money went as quick as it came My role models gone or they locked in the pen Straight hustlas, caught up in the whirlwind The other day, I thought I seen my homeboy Biggie Sayin shit don't stop, nigga, no pity We all hoods, and all we ever had was dreams Money makin mothafuckas plot scandalous schemes In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind I was addicted to tryin, never meant to do time My epitaph will read "Was the last of Gs Kicked the shit to make the white man bleed God bless the dead" [Chorus - 2pac] God bless the dead God bless the dead God bless the dead [2pac] Man, ain't nobody promised me a thang I been caught up in this game Ever since I was a little motherfucka wantin to hang I can see 'em in my head, pow Memories of my nigga but he dead now Lookin back in my yearbook all the years took Half my peers, they're stretched for years And if I die will they all shed tears Two to the dome, leave me alone, let me get my head clear Paranoid got me lookin in the mirror Behind me, life without my nine, I'd rather do the time See I'm old enough to know that ain't no justice Fuck the police & all the courts same way they fucked us And why the hell am I locked in jail They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell In my mind I can see it comin And all the time it's a plot to keep a nigga runnin By keepin gun & never run unless I'm comin at ya Cry later but for now let's enjoy the laughter God bless the dead [Chorus] [2pac] Rest in peace to all the motherfuckas that passed too early All the young motherfuckas that was took in they prime Real motherfuckin Gz, this one is for you Yo Stretch, Biggie [Stretch] Yo Big this is to you my nigga Springfield Hollis crew, Thug Life, YGz Sendin they respect, know I mean? You my nigga for life, forever You're always gonna be with a nigga No matter what, don't forget that I pray before I go to sleep "Dear God save my place before I start to eat, cause times is hard So I'm covered to my knees, oh why? Why you had to take my nigga with the rock I buy? You had to take a good one, a ghetto hood son, uzi weighin a ton Niggas terrified of comin from the young gun Hearin that they did it outta fear don't amaze me But it's mind blowin, so I'm flowin goin crazy Slip for cock the gun but he didn't run like a punk He shoulda had the gauge in the trunk For spunk is what he had, kid, I'd ratha attack Big Now ya bout to smell the aftermath of what the mack did Wannabe suckers wanna test, I'm tellin you, yes The teflon's bout to rip through your fuckin vest Guess who? I'll make a mess of your crew quick The spirit Biggie Smalls and the ??? clique, yeah God bless the dead God bless the dead God bless the dead God bless the dead Artist: 2Pac aka Makaveli Album: Greatest Hits Song: Hail Mary Homepage: http://hem.passagen.se/deathrow/ Intro: Makaveli Makaveli in this... Killuminati, all through your body The blow's like a twelve gauge shotty Uhh, feel me! And God said he should send his one begotten son to lead the wild into the ways of the man Follow me; eat my flesh, flesh and my flesh Chorus: Makaveli Come with me, Hail Mary Run quick see, what do we have here Now, do you wanna ride or die La dadada, la la la la Verse One: Makaveli I ain't a killer but don't push me Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to gettin pussy Picture paragraphs unloaded, wise words bein quoted Peeped the weakness int he rap game and sewed it Bow down, pray to God hoping that he's listenin Seein niggaz comin for me, to my diamonds, when they glistenin Now pay attention, rest in peace father I'm a ghost in these killin fields Hail Mary catch me if I go, let's go deep inside the solitary mind of a madman who screams in the dark Evil lurks, enemies, see me flee Activate my hate, let it break, to the flame Set trip, empty out my clip, never stop to aim Some say the game is all corrupted, fucked in this shit Stuck, niggaz is lucky if we bust out this shit, plus mama told me never stop until I bust a nut Fuck the world if they can't adjust It's just as well, Hail Mary Chorus 2X Verse Two: Makaveli Penetentiaries is packed with promise makes Never realize the precious time the bitch niggaz is wastin Instutionalized I lived my life a product made to crumble But too hardened for a smile, we're too crazy to be humble, we ballin Catch me father please, cause I'm fallin, in the liquor store That's the Hennessee I hear ya callin, can I get some more? Hail til I reach Hell, I ain't scared Mama checkin in my bedroom; I ain't there I got a head with no screws in it, what can I do One life to live but I got nuttin to lose, just me and you on a one way trip to prison, sellin drugs We all wrapped up in this livin, life as Thugs To my homeboys in Quentin Max, doin they bid Raise hell to this real shit, and feel this When they turn out the lights, I'll be down in the dark Thuggin eternal through my heart, now Hail Mary nigga Chorus 2X Verse Three: Kastro, Young Noble They got a APB, out on my Thug family Since the Outlawz run these streets, like these skanless freaks Our enemies die now, walk around half dead Head down, K blasted off Hennessee and Thai Tryin it, mixed it, now I'm twisted blisted and high Visions of me, Thug livin gettin me by Forever live, and I multiply survived by Thugs When I die they won't cry unless they comin with slugs Peep the whole scene and whatever's goin on around me Brain kinda cloudy, smoked out feelin rowdy Ready to wet the party up, and whoever in that motherfucker Nasty new street, slugger my heat seeks suckers on the regular mashin in a black Ac Integ-ra Cock back, sixty seconds til the draw that's when I'm dead in ya Feet first, you got a nice gat but my heat's worse From a Thug to preachin church, I gave you love now you eatin dirt Needin work, and I ain't the nigga to put you on Cause word is bond when I was broke I had to hustle til dawn That's when sun came up, there's only one way up hold ya head and stay up, to all my niggaz get ya pay and weight up If it's on then it's on, we break beat-breaks Outlawz on a paper chase, can you relate to this shit I don't got, be the shit I gotta take Dealin with fate, hoping God don't close the gate If it's on then it's on, we break beat-breaks Outlawz on a paper chase, can you relate to this shit I don't got, be the shit I gotta take Dealin with fate, hoping God don't close the gate Chorus (repeats in background) Outro: Prince Ital We |
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