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Me myself and I

• Ime:Marin
  Hoby:Pratim F1, Nogomet, Košarka, Skejtanje, Slušanje muzike, Pisanje pjesama rap, hip-hop
  Ljubav:Free like a bird!!!
  Naj pjesme:Like toy soldiers, Dear Mamma, Good bless the dead, White America, Changes...
  Volim:Sve žive, frendove, frendice, jesti slatko i vožnju
  Ne volim:Ljude koje mrzim!!!
  
  
  My Favorite Songs
  
  
  
  "Dear Mama"
  
  
  You are appreciated
  
  {Verse One: 2Pac}
  
  When I was young me and my mama had beef
  Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets
  Though back at the time, I never thought I'd see her face
  Ain't a woman alive that could take my mama's place
  Suspended from school; and scared to go home, I was a fool
  with the big boys, breakin all the rules
  I shed tears with my baby sister
  Over the years we was poorer than the other little kids
  And even though we had different daddy's, the same drama
  When things went wrong we'd blame mama
  I reminice on the stress I caused, it was hell
  Huggin on my mama from a jail cell
  And who'd think in elementary?
  Heeey! I see the penitentiary, one day
  And runnin from the police, that's right
  Mama catch me, put a whoopin to my backside
  And even as a crack fiend, mama
  You always was a black queen, mama
  I finally understand
  for a woman it ain't easy tryin to raise a man
  You always was committed
  A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how ya did it
  There's no way I can pay you back
  But the plan is to show you that I understand
  You are appreciated
  
  {Chorus: Reggie Green & "Sweet Franklin" w/ 2Pac}
  
  Lady...
  Don't cha know we love ya? Sweet lady
  Dear mama
  Place no one above ya, sweet lady
  You are appreciated
  Don't cha know we love ya?
  
  {second and third chorus, "And dear mama" instead of "Dear mama"}
  
  {Verse Two: 2Pac}
  
  Now ain't nobody tell us it was fair
  No love from my daddy cause the coward wasn't there
  He passed away and I didn't cry, cause my anger
  wouldn't let me feel for a stranger
  They say I'm wrong and I'm heartless, but all along
  I was lookin for a father he was gone
  I hung around with the Thugs, and even though they sold drugs
  They showed a young brother love
  I moved out and started really hangin
  I needed money of my own so I started slangin
  I ain't guilty cause, even though I sell rocks
  It feels good puttin money in your mailbox
  I love payin rent when the rent's due
  I hope ya got the diamond necklace that I sent to you
  Cause when I was low you was there for me
  And never left me alone because you cared for me
  And I could see you comin home after work late
  You're in the kitchen tryin to fix us a hot plate
  Ya just workin with the scraps you was given
  And mama made miracles every Thanksgivin
  But now the road got rough, you're alone
  You're tryin to raise two bad kids on your own
  And there's no way I can pay you back
  But my plan is to show you that I understand
  You are appreciated
  
  ::Chorus::LyricsCafe.com::
  
  {Verse Three: 2Pac}
  
  Pour out some liquor and I reminsce, cause through the drama
  I can always depend on my mama
  And when it seems that I'm hopeless
  You say the words that can get me back in focus
  When I was sick as a little kid
  To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did
  And all my childhood memories
  Are full of all the sweet things you did for me
  And even though I act craaazy
  I gotta thank the Lord that you made me
  There are no words that can express how I feel
  You never kept a secret, always stayed real
  And I appreciate, how you raised me
  And all the extra love that you gave me
  I wish I could take the pain away
  If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day
  Everything will be alright if ya hold on
  It's a struggle everyday, gotta roll on
  And there's no way I can pay you back
  But my plan is to show you that I understand
  You are appreciated
  
  ::Chorus::LyricsCafe.com::
  
  Sweet lady
  And dear mama
  
  Dear mama
  Lady {3X}
  
  
  
  

Rap 4 Life

• 
  
  Mockingbird
  
  Yeah
  I know sometimes things may not always make sense to you right now
  But hey, what daddy always tell you?
  Straighten up little soldier
  Stiffen up that other limb
  What you crying about?
  You got me
  
  Hailie I know you miss your mom and I know you miss your dad
  Well I'm gone but I'm trying to give you the life that I never had
  I can see you're sad, even when you smile, even when you laugh
  I can see it in your eyes, deep inside you want to cry
  Cuz you're scared, I ain't there?
  Daddy's with you in your prayers
  No more crying, wipe them tears
  Daddy's here, no more nightmares
  We gon' pull together through it, we gon' do it
  Laney uncles crazy, aint he?
  Yeah but he loves you girl and you better know it
  We're all we got in this world
  When it spins, when it swirls
  When it whirls, when it twirls
  Two little beautiful girls
  Lookin' puzzled, in a daze
  I know it's confusing you
  Daddy's always on the move, mamma's always on the news
  I try to keep you sheltered from it but somehow it seems
  The harder that I try to do that, the more it backfires on me
  All the things growing up his daddy that he had to see
  Daddy don't want you to see but you see just as much as he did
  We did not plan it to be this way, your mother and me
  But things have gotten so bad between us
  I don't see us ever being together ever again
  Like we used to be when we was teenagers
  But then of course everything always happens for a reason
  I guess it was never meant to be
  But it's just something we have no control over and that's what destiny is
  But no more worries, rest your head and go to sleep
  Maybe one day we'll wake up and this will all just be a dream
  
  [Chorus]
  Now hush little baby, don't you cry
  Everything's gonna be alright
  Stiffen that ?limb up? little lady, i told ya
  Daddy's here to hold ya through the night
  I know mommy's not here right now and we don't know why
  We feel how we feel inside
  It may seem a little crazy, pretty baby
  But i promise momma's gon' be alright
  
  It's funny
  I remember back one year when daddy had no money
  Mommy wrapped the Christmas presents up
  And stuck 'em under the tree and said some of 'em were from me
  Cuz daddy couldn't buy 'em
  I'll never forget that Christmas I sat up the whole night crying
  Cuz daddy felt like a bum, see daddy had a job
  But his job was to keep the food on the table for you and mom
  And at the time every house that we lived in
  Either kept getting broke into and robbed
  Or shot up on the block and your mom was saving money for you in a jar
  Tryna start a piggy bank for you so you could go to college
  Almost had a thousand dollars till someone broke in and stole it
  And I know it hurt so bad it broke your momma's heart
  And it seemed like everything was just startin' to fall apart
  Mom and dad was arguin' a lot so momma moved back
  On the Chalmers in the flat one bedroom apartment
  And dad moved back to the other side of 8 Mile on Novara
  And that's when daddy went to California with his CD and met Dr. Dre
  And flew you and momma out to see me
  But daddy had to work, you and momma had to leave me
  Then you started seeing daddy on the T.V. and momma didn't like it
  And you and Laney were to young to understand it
  Papa was a rollin' stone, momma developed a habit
  And it all happened too fast for either one of us to grab it
  I'm just sorry you were there and had to witness it first hand
  Cuz all I ever wanted to do was just make you proud
  Now I'm sittin in this empty house, just reminiscing
  Lookin' at your baby pictures, it just trips me out
  To see how much you both have grown, it's almost like you're sisters now
  Wow, guess you pretty much are and daddy's still here
  Laney I'm talkin' to you too, daddy's still here
  I like the sound of that, yeah
  It's got a ring to it don't it?
  Shh, momma's only gone for the moment
  
  [Chorus]
  
  And if you ask me too
  Daddy's gonna buy you a mockingbird
  I'mma give you the world
  I'mma buy a diamond ring for you
  I'mma sing for you
  I'll do anything for you to see you smile
  And if that mockingbird don't sing and that ring don't shine
  I'mma break that birdies neck
  I'd go back to the jewler who sold it to ya
  And make him eat every carat don't fuck with dad (haha)
  
  
  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
  
  
  313
  f/ Eye-Kyu
  
  Eye-Kyu: Now what you know about a sweet MC, from the 313
  None of these skills you bout to see come free
  So you wanna be a sweet MC, you gotta become me
  If you ever wanna be one see
  
  Eminem: Man what you know about a sweet MC, in the 313
  None of these skills you bout to see come free
  So you wanna be a sweet MC, you better become me
  If you ever wanna be one see
  
  Verse 1: Eye-Kyu
  Yo some people say I'm whack, now if that's right
  I'm the freshest whack MC that you ever heard, in your lifetime
  My slick accapella sounds clever with the beats
  Boy I'm the deepest thing since potholes to ever hit the streets
  Forgot a gold digger's succubus , my souls thick with ruggedness
  With the mic I'm like a dyke, can't no nigga fuck with this
  I got more Different Strokes than Philip Drummound
  On open mic I bone your women just to keep my lyrics coming (bitch)
  We elevated to new heights premeditated
  Let it be that I stated they hate it now that they see that I made it
  The escalated can be put to the test of greatness
  Snatch the heart from MC's and I ate it
  So I take it that's the reason I'm hated
  To represent my temperment
  If rap was a dick all you so called hard MC's would not be impitant
  But pimping it, and acting like you could rock a show (so)
  Harder than LL's Rock the Bells, but you is a ho (now)
  Everything that you collaborate I lacerate
  My rhymes they keep coming like nympho maniacs that masturbate
  At a faster rate, yeah I got something for your ass to hate
  I blasterate, and have you all running master gates
  And as for face clutching and touching the flows
  I got them open like marijuana smoke up in your nose
  Bucking these hoes, I got that shit down to a science
  Leaving them hot and bothered, turned on like an appliance
  Defiance, no we won't have that
  You want your shit to blow up?
  Well I'ma stuff some dynamite in your ass crack
  And blast that shit to kingdom come
  Then bring them some of this real hip-hop
  I drop beats and you ain't singing or gonna do a thing about
  And you all knew from Meeko
  That you couldn't hold your own with the strength of Lou Forigno
  So stop that bullshit and flow
  Yo, you need to come with the real skills, and act like you know
  
  Chorus: Eminem
  So what you know about a sweet MC, in the 313
  None of these skills you bout to see come free
  So you wanna be a sweet MC, you better become me
  If you ever wanna be one see
  
  Eye-Kyu: Now what you know about a sweet MC, from the 313
  None of these skills you bout to see come free
  So you wanna be the sweet MC, you gotta become me
  If you ever wanna be one see
  
  Verse 2: Eminem
  So what, you know about a sweet MC, in the 313
  You don't know shit so when you see one flee
  You can be Run-D, you'll never beat the MC
  I'll stop the alphabet at S and got it down to a T
  I'm sure your bound to agree, a sweet MC crashes the spot
  I'll make the roof hot like I was Rock Master Scott
  Your ass forgot, so just in case you don't remember me
  I'll run your brain around the block to jog your fucking memory
  It's either them or me man, kill or be killed
  You will and be sealed your casket closed you still gonna be billed
  My facilities filled with fans, packed to capacity
  I'll send a rapper back with the crack of his ass shitty
  If he's acting soft and he cowers
  He better come cleaner then Jay Rue jacking off when he showers
  You flowers got no clout with a thing
  You could date a stick of dynamite and wouldn't go out with a bang
  I showered the slang, simple as A,B,C's
  Skip over the D's and rock the microphone with E's
  Dethrone MC's and I'ma max alone
  Relax your dome like a solo from a saxophone
  So facts are known, writers get treated with shocks
  I rock a beat harder then you could beat it with rocks
  I'm greeted with flocks, of fellow follower's singers
  You couldn't make the fans throw up their hands if they swallowed their
  fingers
  But you can bring yours let's see what you got
  But don't front and never try to be what you're not
  Cause you can be quick, jump the candlestick, burn your back
  And fuck Jill on a hill, but you still ain't Jack
  
  Chorus: Eye-Kyu
  So what you know about a sweet MC, from the 313
  None of these skills you just seen come free
  So you wanna be a sweet MC, you'll never become me
  So you ain't ever gonna be one see
  Eminem: So what you know about a sweet MC, in the 313
  None of these skills that you just seen come free
  So you wanna be a sweet MC, you'll never become me
  So you ain't ever gonna be one see