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from heleton Saturday, August 11, 2007 - 04:46 (Agree/Disagree?) "In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey Butane in my veins and I'm out to cut the junkie With the plastic eyeballs, spray-paint the vegetables Dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose Kill the headlights and put it in neutral Stock car flamin' with a loser and the cruise control Baby's in reno with the Vitamin D Got a couple of couches, sleep on the love-seat Someone came in sayin' I'm insane to complain About a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt Don't believe everything that you breathe You get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve So shave your face with some mace in the dark Savin' all your food stamps and burnin' down the trailer park Yo. cut it. Soy un perdedor I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me? Soy un perdedor I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me? Forces of evil on a bozo nightmare Ban all the music with a phony gas chamber cuz one's got a weasel and the others got a flag One's on the pole, shove the other in a bag With the rerun shows and the cocaine nose job The daytime crap of the folksinger slob He hung himself with a guitar string A slab of turkey-neck and its hangin' from a pigeon wing You can't write if you can't relate Trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate And my time is a piece of wax Fallin' on a termite That's chokin' on the splinters Soy un perdedor I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me? (get crazy with the cheese whiz) Soy un perdedor I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me? (drive-by body-pierce) (yo bring it on down) Soooooooyy.... (I'm a driver, I'm a winner; things are gonna change I can feel it) Soy un perdedor I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me? (I cant believe you) Soy un perdedor I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me? Soy un perdedor I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me? (schprechen sie deutches, baby) Soy un perdedor I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me? (know what I'm sayin?) (reply to this comment)

From heleton Saturday, August 11, 2007, 04:47 (Agree/Disagree?) That one speaks to me.(reply to this comment)

from scorpion Thursday, June 07, 2007 - 13:07 (Agree/Disagree?) haha nice! If anything Tupac was and is a better "leader" then berg ever was, what he raps about is true and has touched far many more ppl then that child molester ever will!! Bullets to my nutz only mad my ballz fatter!! Let us pray Heavenly Father, hear a nigga down here Before I go to sleep Tell me, who do you believe in? Who do you believe in? [Verse One: 2Pac] I see mothers in black cryin, brothers in packs dyin Plus everybody's high, too doped up to ask why Watchin our own downfall, witness the end It's like we don't believe in God cause we livin in sin I asked my homie on the block why he strapped, he laughed Pointed his pistol as the cop car passed and blast It's just another murder, nobody mourns no more My tear drops gettin bigger but can't figure what I'm cryin for Is it the miniature caskets, little babies Victims of a stray, from drug dealers gone crazy Maybe it's just the drugs, visions of how the block was Crack came and it was strange how it rocked us Perhaps the underlyin fact stay high explain genocide It's when we ride on our own kind What is it we all fear, reflections in the mirror We can't escape fate, the end is gettin nearer [Chorus 2X: 2Pac] Who do you believe in? I put my faith in God, blessed and still breathin And even though it's hard, that's who I believe in Before I'm leavin, I'm askin the grievin - who do you believe in? [Verse Two: 2Pac] Can't close my eyes cause all I see is terror I hate the man in the mirror Cause his reflection makes the pain turn realer Times of Armageddeon, murder in mass amounts In this society where only gettin the cash counts I started out as a beginner Entered the criminal lifestyle became a sinner I make my money and vacate, evade prison Went from the chosen one to outcast, unforgiven And all the Hennessy and weed can't hide, the pain I feel inside You know, it's like I'm livin just to die I fall on my knees and beg for mercy, not knowin if I'm worthy Livin life thinkin no man can hurt me So I'm askin - before I lay me down to sleep Before you judge me, look at all the shit you did to me, my misery I rose up from the slums, made it out the flames In my search for fame will I change? I'm askin [Chorus] [Verse Three: Kadafi] Faith in Allah, believe in me and this plastic Cause so far I done witnessed to many dead niggaz in caskets With they chest plates stretched like elastic And what's worse I'm on front line, holdin down camp, still mashin Heard my cousin, one of the old heads from the block Just came home October of '95 back in Yardsville stuck With a three to five, if he don't act up, now he realize If you don't stay wise, then in this game you fucked Talk to my baby girl, give me the word on what she heard One of the grimmies is snitchin, Diamond a stool pigeon I talked to him He said he didn't, my man said he did, in fact he's sure Cause he just came home off of bail [2Pac] Now tell me [Chorus] [Outro: spoken word] Who do you believe in? Is it Buddah, Jehovah, or Jah? Or Allah? Is it Jesus? Is it God? Or is just yourself? Definately not to be imposed, being a demon Because this is the joy of believing! Men, to believe in yourselves But for sure, the higher power Resides only to ride in the heart of the true From the soul, of the man; for truth never has an alibi In the poetry, or in it's realm That's what pulls all words together Just to understand, that every man, is his OWN man And only man can satisfy the man Only the soul of the man, the feelings of the man The for realness of the man You can't shake the man when you feel the man you know the man And you gotta call yourself because you are that man [2Pac] Who do you believe in? I put my faith in God, blessed and still breathin [singing while 2Pac speaks] Who do you believe in? Put my faith in God, and Blessed and still breathin [singer + (2Pac)] Even though it's hard (Who do you believe in?) That's who I believe in (Put my faith in God) Before I'm leavin (Even though it's hard) I'm askin the grievin (Before I'm leavin I'm askin the grievin - who do you believe in?) Who do you believe in? (Who do you believe in?) Who do you (Blessed and still breathin) Oh blessed, oh blessed (Before I'm leavin I'm askin the grievin - who do you believe in?) [singer] Oh who do you Do you believe in Hohhhhh - ohhhhh [2Pac over singer] Who do you believe in? I put my faith in God, blessed and still breathin And even though it's hard, that's who I believe in Before I'm leavin I'm askin the grievin - who do you believe in? [singer + (2Pac)] I'm askin (Who do you believe in?) I'm askin you (Put my faith in God) (That's who I believe in) (Before I'm leavin I'm askin the grievin - who do you believe in?) [2Pac] Who do you believe in? I'm blessed and still breathin That's who I believe in Before I'm leavin, I'm askin the grievin Who do you believe in? Who do you believe in? (reply to this comment)

from Irwinator Saturday, March 24, 2007 - 14:34 (Agree/Disagree?) While other atricles await clearing by the Ministry of Truth. Rap on homies. Stay relaxed, Don Irwin http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/clipse/gangstalean.html THE CLIPSE LYRICS "Gangsta Lean" [HOOK] Gimme somethin' to roll Somethin' gangstafied Gimme somethin' to roll Somethin' gangstafied Gimme somethin' to roll Somethin' gangstafied Hey hey Star Trak, Star Trak Now let's smoke and ride [CHORUS - Pharrell] Oh girl ya taste is Sweet like mornin' dew I would go crazy girl If I couldn't have none of you I said ya from Jamaica Straight outta my Mercedes trunk You make me wanna roll ya up And then you make my body slump Which make a nigga have a gangsta lean (Talk about the gangsta lean) You make a nigga have a gangsta lean (Talk about the gangsta lean) Make a nigga have a gangsta leeean (Talk about the gangsta lean) You make a nigga have a gangsta lean (Talk about the gangsta lean) [Malice] I only love her on occasions Keep my heart racin' Love to take her on vacations Where the time zone changes and money exchanges And meters and kilometers on the dials of the ranges Far away with my Jamacian sexy everyday is like a holiday The cheeba got me in a slum sleeper But when I try to leave her I just find out that it's cheaper to keep her Plus she keep my thoughts deeper, really zonin' Like my Cali homies 6-4 rollin' Or them Deroit 'Lacs trimmed in golden Or my Texas family 150 white strollin' Damn, I was caught up in the Matrix But not Keanu Reaves, as she rolls in bamboo leaves I think a way to ship off these piano keys Since the traffic in a gangsta lean [Pharrell] You make a nigga have a gangsta lean (Talk about the gangsta lean) You make a nigga have a gangsta lean (Talk about the gangsta lean) Make a nigga have a geangsta leeean (Talk about the gangsta lean) You make a nigga havea gangsta lean (Talk about the gangsta lean) [Pusha T] If you put me where I need to be Twist you anytime I feel the need Love ya touch and how you set my mind at ease In Virginia where you kept me motionless From that point on I knew I could never get over this Now they wanna see us broke up 'Cuz I'm lovesick, got me all choked up Look, you keep my head in the clouds mami ,'till I can't breathe And next to that heat seeker you my main squeeze Plus I get twistin' didn't even spend my money on Now either I'm a fool or you really must got me gone You got me open these days I must admit Body numbed up and in a slump like I been hit But luckily it's just the green got me leavin' smoke streams And blowin' smoke rings as I flee from the scene Gangsta leanin' in a 850 beamin' I'm like K-Ci and Jo-Jo, love you got me fiendin' [CHORUS - Pharrell] Oh girl ya taste is Sweet like mornin' dew I would go crazy girl If I couldn't have none of you I said ya from Jamaica Straight outta my Mercedes trunk You make me wanna roll ya up And then you make my body slump Which make a nigga have a gangsta lean (Talk about the gangsta lean) You make a nigga have a gangsta lean (Talk about the gangsta lean) Make a nigga have a gangsta leeean (Talk about the gangsta lean) You make a nigga have a gangsta lean (Talk about the gangsta lean) [Pusha T] Her sex so sticky, I'm talkin' real icky Have me gone and twisty Make my other women miss me Just by the way she kiss me Hold her wit the index and thumb tippys Ma I'm so trippy Hard to hold back, scent so sweet Got to Cognac and honey wrap her this ain't drink From Taiwanese to Amsterdam greeny green To hydroponic that make a weak stomach vomit [Malice] Listen, at times you hinder my vision Blinded by ya love and you got the room spinnin' It's not jealousy the reason why I keep you hidden Hell, I hit you then I pass you to my man like I do my women I know just what I'm investin' in I done traded currency wit the Mexicans In Texas just so we could get affectionate Your complexion lime green wit red specks in it I love you [Pharrell] You make a nigga have a gangsta lean (Talk about the gangsta lean) You make a nigga have a gangsta lean (Talk about the gangsta lean) Make a nigga have a gangsta leeean (Talk about the gangsta lean) You make a nigga havea gangsta lean (Talk about the gangsta lean) [HOOK 2x] Gimme somethin' to roll Somethin' gangstafied Gimme somethin to roll Somethin' gangstafied Gimme somethin' to roll Somethin' gangstafied Hey hey Star Trak, Star Trak Now let's smoke and ride [Thanks to sticknick10@attbi.com for these lyrics] [ www.azlyrics.com ] (reply to this comment)

from chann Tuesday, March 20, 2007 - 01:34 (Agree/Disagree?) teach me your ways..... my superior in all ways. (reply to this comment)

From tuneman7 Thursday, March 22, 2007, 12:52 (Agree/Disagree?) Develop your own ways. Your dream is what's important, I'd imagine, you can define yourself and do whatever you want. Take care. Don Irwin (reply to this comment)

From Tester Thursday, March 22, 2007, 13:06 (Agree/Disagree?) I think you need to wake up and get out of your dream............world. Take care. Tester(reply to this comment)

From tuneman7 Thursday, March 22, 2007, 15:45 (Agree/Disagree?) I get paid to dream. stay relaxed D (reply to this comment)

From Tester Thursday, March 22, 2007, 15:53 (Agree/Disagree?) Your so full of it! Your not paid to dream. Maybe in your head........(reply to this comment)

From tuneman7 Thursday, March 22, 2007, 16:42 (Agree/Disagree?) Hmmm. .... Strange, okay, this is how it works. 1. I get a problem statement. 2. I gather all necessary data. 3. I create data gathering methods and harvest data if it is not readily available to me. 4. I dream (create) a solution. 5. I create it's implimentaition framework. 6. I create the implimentation's spacial and financial constraints. 7. Execute. 8. Deploy. 9. Evaluate. I do get paid to dream dude, go and do the same if you can, which I doubt. Stay relaxed, Don Irwin. (reply to this comment)