Moving On - Children of the Children of God

"Life Goes On"

[Chorus: repeat 2X]

How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz (life goes on)
Rest in peace young nigga, there's a Heaven for a 'G' (life goes on)
be a lie, If I told ya that I never thought of death (life goes on)
my niggas, we tha last ones left (life goes on)
but life goes on.....

[Verse One:]

As I bail through tha empty halls
breath stinkin'
in my jaws
ring, ring, ring
quiet y'all
incoming call
plus this my homie from high school
he's getting bye
It's time to bury another brotha nobody cry

life as a baller
alchol and booty calls
we usta do them as adolecents
do you recall?
raised as G's
loc'ed out and blazed the weed
get on tha roof
let's get smoked out
and blaze with me

2 in tha morning
and we still high assed out
screamin' 'thug till I die'
before I passed out
but now that your gone
i'm in tha zone
thinkin'
'I don't wanna die all alone'

but now ya gone
and all I got left are stinkin' memories
I love them niggas to death
i'm drinkin' Hennessy
while tryin' ta make it last
I drank a 5th for that ass
when you passed....
cause life goes on

[Chorus]

[Verse Two:]

Yeah nigga
I got tha word as hell
ya blew trial and tha judge gave you
25 with an L
time to prepare to do fed time
won't see parole
imagine life as a convict
that's getten' old

plus with tha drama
we're lookin out for your babies mama
taken risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from gettin on her...
life in tha hood...
is all good for nobody
remember gamin' on dumb hoties at chill parties

Me and you
No true a two
while scheming on hits
and gettin tricks
that maybe we can slide into
but now you burried
rest nigga
cause I ain't worried
eyes bluried
sayin' goodbye at the cemetery

tho' memories fade
I got your name tated on my arm
so we both ball till' my dying days
before I say goodbye
Kato and Mental rest in peace
Thug till I die

[Chorus]

[Verse Three:]

Bury me smilin'
with G's in my pocket
have a party at my funeral
let every rapper rock it
let tha hoes that I usta know
from way before
kiss me from my head to my toe

give me a paper and a pen
so I can write about my life of sin
a couple bottles of Gin
incase I don't get in
tell all my people i'm a Ridah
nobody cries when we die
we outlaws
let me ride

until I get free
I live my life in tha fast lane
got police chasen me
to my niggas from old blocks
from old crews
niggas that guided me through
back in tha old school

pour out some liquor
have a toast for tha homies
see we both gotta die
but ya chose to go before me
and brothas miss ya while your gone
you left your nigga on his own
how long we mourn
life goes on...

[Chorus repeats to end]
[sung overtop repeating chorus]

Life goes on homie
gone on, cause they passed away
Niggas doin' life
Niggas doin' 50 and 60 years and shit
I feel ya nigga, trust me
I feel ya
You know what I mean

last year
we poured out liquor for ya
this year nigga, life goes on

we're gonna clock now
get money
evade bitches
evade tricks
give players plenty space
and basicaly just represent for you baby

next time you see your niggas
your gonna be on top nigga

their gonna be like,
'Goddamn, them niggas came up'
that's right baby

life goes on....

and we up out this bitch

hey Kato, Mental
y'all niggas make sure it's popin' when we get up there
don't front.

life goes on....

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from Anson E. Phillip
Saturday, February 24, 2007 - 07:13
(Agree/Disagree?)
"Poser"

Got too much people out there, man
All they doin' is frontin', man

Look a poser
Yeh
Look a poser
heck yeh
Look a poser
What?
Look a poser
Look, looky there

Somebody tell them
Look, a poser.

Well you mean one thing
But you're always pretending,
And you expect me to come along
And start begging?

No way,
No way,
Ain't no way.
No way
Nah nah no way.

I don't deal with fronters
And hard core cutters
Who all they doing is poor old mothers posin'
Ahh, that man ain't nothing, man
They ain't showin' nothing, man

Please
Please

And all the other fellas sees
All they trying to do is change people
It ain't working, why?
Cause you're frontin'
Cause you're frontin'

http://www.ourmedia.org/node/295862

"Poser" describes people who pretend to be one thing in order to get others to do what they want and have power over them.
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from rainy
Saturday, February 24, 2007 - 04:19
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what are those things?
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From rainy
Saturday, February 24, 2007, 04:20
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Oh, are they your earrings?(reply to this comment)
from Fish
Monday, February 19, 2007 - 18:30
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Enough already. This nonsense has gone beyond spam. Who are you? What exactly are you trying to prove by having some "homie" of yours take dozens of pictures of you in gratuitously douchy positions?

No, come to think of it, what interests me more is who took those hundreds of pics. As I cant imagine someone as deranged as yourself having any friends, Ill assume it was a relative. Perhaps your mother? Whoever it is, I pity them. The thought of the gangster rap filled ride alone is enough to make me cringe, not to mention the endless "how do I look?" questions, one you finally reached a spot worthy of your modeling skills.

I really could care less if you think youre the last samurai, but for decency's sake, show some moderation. We get the point already. As for your rap, three simultaneous posts are bound to garner a wince from those of us that are over 12 years old.
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From tuneman7
Monday, February 19, 2007, 18:34
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The pics were taken by an Afro-American friend of mine who took photography with me at Moorpark College in Ventura County California.

I like rap. No one is forcing you to read this board and look a pictures of me in "doucy positions."

Stay relaxed,

Don

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From AnnaH
Wednesday, February 21, 2007, 11:59
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Damn. And I had such an amusing image of you running back and forth between a tripod, attempting to look deep and brooding as quick as you can before the timer goes off....(reply to this comment)

From tuneman7
Wednesday, February 21, 2007, 12:02
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Actually the photo was taken by her boyfriend. They've broken up since, we plan to continue visiting one another and maintaining a better friendship now that her boyfriend is out of the way.

That's what adult men and women do.

Run along little girl.

Stay relaxed,

Don Irwin

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From Fish
Monday, February 19, 2007, 18:37
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I cant stay relaxed, as I wasn't relaxed in the first place. (reply to this comment)

From tuneman7
Monday, February 19, 2007, 18:40
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Dude, in that case, come out to California and let's put the smack down on your counter-relaxationary situation.

Take care,

Don

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From Fish
Monday, February 19, 2007, 18:46
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I prefer crack.(reply to this comment)

From tuneman7
Monday, February 19, 2007, 18:54
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Damn man! That's some severe stuff.

Well, you're braver than I. I try to avoid that nonsense, have heard that it's pretty counter-relaxationary in the long run.

Take care,

Don(reply to this comment)