If you had to choose one song to fit your life at the moment, what would it be?
- Thread starter Zero Cool
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you always ask a justification from me its almost funny actually.
( for various personal reason it suits me)
but everyone i look at i see:
Enemies give me reason, to be the last motherfucker breathin
Woke up with fifty enemies plottin my death
All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chest
Couldn't rest, nah nigga I was stressed
Bless me Father I'ma sinner, I'm livin in hell
Make sure I hold my position, stand firm in the dirt
For all my soldiers gone, we burnin the earth
Why you act like you don't hear me?
Young Noble, Outlaw 'til these motherfuckers kill me
I'm still breathin
Now we was raised, "Fuck this life," I rose my right
Holdin on a tight grip with death in my sight
And the dark is my light, I'm cynical, sleepwalkin as a true
Walk around town with a pound full of, bitter food
Came a long way from my born day, dead away where there's war play
Fuck friends I'll say, rather die for my A-K
(I live by this verse)
Uhh, I walk around with a knife in my back
Talkin bout a bad day, I live a life like that
It's unfair, and I'm losin my hair, blastin hooligans
Catch me, I'm fallin out flat, yo I'm ruined and
breathin in sewer stench, no one give a fuck about me
I leaned to like it like that, when I was still in mommy
The side of seedy that the devil run from
In the belly of the beast, that's where the fuck we come from
And still I'm breathin!
( for various personal reason it suits me)
but everyone i look at i see:
Enemies give me reason, to be the last motherfucker breathin
Woke up with fifty enemies plottin my death
All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chest
Couldn't rest, nah nigga I was stressed
Bless me Father I'ma sinner, I'm livin in hell
Make sure I hold my position, stand firm in the dirt
For all my soldiers gone, we burnin the earth
Why you act like you don't hear me?
Young Noble, Outlaw 'til these motherfuckers kill me
I'm still breathin
Now we was raised, "Fuck this life," I rose my right
Holdin on a tight grip with death in my sight
And the dark is my light, I'm cynical, sleepwalkin as a true
Walk around town with a pound full of, bitter food
Came a long way from my born day, dead away where there's war play
Fuck friends I'll say, rather die for my A-K
(I live by this verse)
Uhh, I walk around with a knife in my back
Talkin bout a bad day, I live a life like that
It's unfair, and I'm losin my hair, blastin hooligans
Catch me, I'm fallin out flat, yo I'm ruined and
breathin in sewer stench, no one give a fuck about me
I leaned to like it like that, when I was still in mommy
The side of seedy that the devil run from
In the belly of the beast, that's where the fuck we come from
And still I'm breathin!
lol
edit: btw i won't list a song because a) i can't think of one, and b) i think this is some bullshit. lol. if you can feel okay about saying that "the kelly family - don't say goodbye" fits to how you feel right now, then sure. that's a little bit too sappy and fishing-for-compliments-i-feel-sorry-for-myself-my-life-sucks-ish for me though.
if anything, this best fits what i feel right now:
http://www.djrizzle.com/misc/rizzles%20feelings.mp3
thanks to king dizzy on the 1s and 2s for this innovative and inspirational piece of music.
edit 2: btw in no way is this post meant as a diss
edit 3: k.
edit 4: omfg i keep making mistakes. STFU.
edit: btw i won't list a song because a) i can't think of one, and b) i think this is some bullshit. lol. if you can feel okay about saying that "the kelly family - don't say goodbye" fits to how you feel right now, then sure. that's a little bit too sappy and fishing-for-compliments-i-feel-sorry-for-myself-my-life-sucks-ish for me though.
if anything, this best fits what i feel right now:
http://www.djrizzle.com/misc/rizzles%20feelings.mp3
thanks to king dizzy on the 1s and 2s for this innovative and inspirational piece of music.
edit 2: btw in no way is this post meant as a diss
edit 3: k.
edit 4: omfg i keep making mistakes. STFU.
Still I Rise (OG)
The music in this song and Pac's personal lyrics makes this my favorite song of all time.
Artist: 2Pac
Album: Unreleased
Song: Still I Rise
Intro [2Pac & Mussolini]
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
( Fuckin' with this Alize )
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
(Nigga Johnny J, studio full of mothafuckers)
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
( Yeah right )
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
Verse 1 [2Pac]
Somebody wake me I'm dreamin, I started as a seed the semen
Swimmin upstream, planted in the womb while screamin
on the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop
From a single drop, this is what they got
Not to disrespect my peoples but my poppa was a loser
Only plan he had for momma was to fuck her and abuse her
Even as a little seed, I could see his plan for me
Stranded on welfare, another broken family
Now what was I to be, a product of this heated passion
Momma got pregnant, and poppa got a piece of ass
Look how it began, nobody gave a fuck about me
Pistol in my hand, this cruel world can do without me
How can I survive? Got me askin white Jesus
will a nigga live or die, cause the Lord can't see us
in the deep, dark clouds of the projects, ain't no sunshine
No sunny days and we only play sometimes
When everybody's sleepin
I open my window jump to the streets and get to creepin
I can live or die, hope I get some money 'fore I'm gone
I'm only 19, I'm tryin to hustle on my own
on the spot where everybody and they pops tryin to slang rocks
I'd rather go to college, but this is where the game stops
Don't get it wrong cause it's always on, from dusk to dawn
You can buy rocks, glocks or a heroin bong
You can ask my man he's a mind reader
Keep my nine heated all the time this is how we grind
Meet up at the cemetary then get smoked out, pass the weed nigga
That Hennessey'll keep me keyed nigga
Everywhere I go niggaz holla at me, "Keep it real G"
And my reply til they kill me
Act up if you feel me, I was born not to make it but I did
The tribulations of a ghetto kid, still I rise
Chorus [2Pac & Mussolini]
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
( And still I rise )
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
Verse 2 [Khadafi]
I stay sharp as always
Runnin ya bricks with blitz, through ya project hallways
Dumpin crews like two's, nigga all day
Secrets of war prepare me for the worst
A life that's lavish full of cabbage or a life that's in a hearse
But now my dreams it seems though, be placin triple beams and things bro
Diamond pinky ring got the loot poppin out my jeans
Verse 3 [Fatal]
Dynamically this dude or twist this shit ceramically
Able to write a Fatal verse with no profanity
It's on for Al G. Nikko Storm and Nasty New
Put a hole in your crew, tryin' to pass me
With no remorse
You get blasted full force
A Nike endorsement doin' shootings on a horse
World wide supremacy
All y'all remember me
Hung over from Hennessey
With a menace intendancy
Police be clockin' me
So I be dippin' Slippin' sloppily
Sippin' Vodka B
And ditchin' clips On private property
When five O be comin'
Niggas be runnin'
For they life and freedom
the type to beat 'em here engagin'
Breakin' and try to lead 'em
Two big terriers
Monclair gettin scarier
They nine's they shoot 'em in secluded areas
The barrier, Not me
I'm burried 'em once they ditched they in Scott-free
Two tass Harass my ass
Tried to have the F Lofty
My nigga fell
Givin a whole essance county trigger hell
Runnin' the fuckin' block and duckin' cops tryin' to get a bail
Verse 3 [Khadafi]
In ninety-six my glock's my plastic, passion for blastin bastards
No faces for open caskets, peelin ya cap backwards
Ya cowards ain't prepared for pistol practice
I send my missiles through your mattress
Leavin holes in your body like a cactus
While me and my crew be boppin more greens than topic
and loot to keep the seams in my motherfuckin jeans poppin
Leavin ya spleen to pick up
Half of you niggaz is softer than a Snicker
Let's go to war and see who draw quicker
and still I rise, and still I rise...
Outro [2Pac, Mussolini & a lil kid]
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
( And still I rise, and still I rise )
( No matter what you muthafuckas do to me )
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
( I'm a still come up )
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
( So fuck all y'all )
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
( Y'all can suck on real shit )
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
( Little niggas tearin shit out )
( Y'all niggas be fake )
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
( All day everyday )
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
( Now I got roller blades )
( B.I.G. )
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
( Thought you knew )
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
(I'm out this Bitch)
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
( Come on Pac )
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
( Let's get , lets get the fuck outta here Pac )
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
( Got some hoes waitin' outside )
( What you say?)
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
( Said We got some hoes waitin' outside )
The music in this song and Pac's personal lyrics makes this my favorite song of all time.
Artist: 2Pac
Album: Unreleased
Song: Still I Rise
Intro [2Pac & Mussolini]
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
( Fuckin' with this Alize )
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
(Nigga Johnny J, studio full of mothafuckers)
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
( Yeah right )
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
Verse 1 [2Pac]
Somebody wake me I'm dreamin, I started as a seed the semen
Swimmin upstream, planted in the womb while screamin
on the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop
From a single drop, this is what they got
Not to disrespect my peoples but my poppa was a loser
Only plan he had for momma was to fuck her and abuse her
Even as a little seed, I could see his plan for me
Stranded on welfare, another broken family
Now what was I to be, a product of this heated passion
Momma got pregnant, and poppa got a piece of ass
Look how it began, nobody gave a fuck about me
Pistol in my hand, this cruel world can do without me
How can I survive? Got me askin white Jesus
will a nigga live or die, cause the Lord can't see us
in the deep, dark clouds of the projects, ain't no sunshine
No sunny days and we only play sometimes
When everybody's sleepin
I open my window jump to the streets and get to creepin
I can live or die, hope I get some money 'fore I'm gone
I'm only 19, I'm tryin to hustle on my own
on the spot where everybody and they pops tryin to slang rocks
I'd rather go to college, but this is where the game stops
Don't get it wrong cause it's always on, from dusk to dawn
You can buy rocks, glocks or a heroin bong
You can ask my man he's a mind reader
Keep my nine heated all the time this is how we grind
Meet up at the cemetary then get smoked out, pass the weed nigga
That Hennessey'll keep me keyed nigga
Everywhere I go niggaz holla at me, "Keep it real G"
And my reply til they kill me
Act up if you feel me, I was born not to make it but I did
The tribulations of a ghetto kid, still I rise
Chorus [2Pac & Mussolini]
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
( And still I rise )
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
Verse 2 [Khadafi]
I stay sharp as always
Runnin ya bricks with blitz, through ya project hallways
Dumpin crews like two's, nigga all day
Secrets of war prepare me for the worst
A life that's lavish full of cabbage or a life that's in a hearse
But now my dreams it seems though, be placin triple beams and things bro
Diamond pinky ring got the loot poppin out my jeans
Verse 3 [Fatal]
Dynamically this dude or twist this shit ceramically
Able to write a Fatal verse with no profanity
It's on for Al G. Nikko Storm and Nasty New
Put a hole in your crew, tryin' to pass me
With no remorse
You get blasted full force
A Nike endorsement doin' shootings on a horse
World wide supremacy
All y'all remember me
Hung over from Hennessey
With a menace intendancy
Police be clockin' me
So I be dippin' Slippin' sloppily
Sippin' Vodka B
And ditchin' clips On private property
When five O be comin'
Niggas be runnin'
For they life and freedom
the type to beat 'em here engagin'
Breakin' and try to lead 'em
Two big terriers
Monclair gettin scarier
They nine's they shoot 'em in secluded areas
The barrier, Not me
I'm burried 'em once they ditched they in Scott-free
Two tass Harass my ass
Tried to have the F Lofty
My nigga fell
Givin a whole essance county trigger hell
Runnin' the fuckin' block and duckin' cops tryin' to get a bail
Verse 3 [Khadafi]
In ninety-six my glock's my plastic, passion for blastin bastards
No faces for open caskets, peelin ya cap backwards
Ya cowards ain't prepared for pistol practice
I send my missiles through your mattress
Leavin holes in your body like a cactus
While me and my crew be boppin more greens than topic
and loot to keep the seams in my motherfuckin jeans poppin
Leavin ya spleen to pick up
Half of you niggaz is softer than a Snicker
Let's go to war and see who draw quicker
and still I rise, and still I rise...
Outro [2Pac, Mussolini & a lil kid]
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
( And still I rise, and still I rise )
( No matter what you muthafuckas do to me )
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
( I'm a still come up )
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
( So fuck all y'all )
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
( Y'all can suck on real shit )
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
( Little niggas tearin shit out )
( Y'all niggas be fake )
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
( All day everyday )
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
( Now I got roller blades )
( B.I.G. )
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
( Thought you knew )
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
(I'm out this Bitch)
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
( Come on Pac )
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
( Let's get , lets get the fuck outta here Pac )
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
( Got some hoes waitin' outside )
( What you say?)
Ninety-six big body
Sittin' on chrome
( Said We got some hoes waitin' outside )
