Thug Love

srijeda, 08.03.2006.

Current life

Evo, mene nije bilo dugo iz nekih razloga, but I`m still here. 2nite je osvježaval stranicu, zato peace brotha...Za to vrijme dok me nije bilo nastao je novi album pa i ova pjesma...peace....



Artist: Fody the Don
Album: Life we live
Year: 2006.
Song: Current life



My current life... uh uh uh
Motherfukin´ problems in my current life...
Lack Thugs, with Thugs life can´t stop
How to solve some problems?
We don´t know, maybe you know...
Answer me...

Verse one:

When you walk over street n when you hear some hit
be ready for attack, stop with laugh cuz those are bandits,
we have no peace and when our kids playin` around
lookin` for some toy in their misery block, hey,
would Mike stop with violence and will we live to see the day
when we can feel love or hear the silence,
like I said we need some love or more
but no fucking problem which we don`t know solve,
our kids can`t have quiet childhood cuz parents are fight
why is dady so rough? why mama can`t sleep at night?
all them dogs or pets need lot of love
we haven`t enough, our life is cut,
only I can pray God, to get kinda of better day
salary is late, disabled to pay bills, stuck between shames,
have a job but it`s hard to find
have to savein` lil` money but we need it for life,
can I live in a hope to stay straight free thug
now with my niggaz I`m singin` bout my current life…

[Chorus]

Why we have to fight? For better and wealthy life
Why we`re pushed to fight? To see the brighter sign
Stand up, help each other to see
what God can do for this misery years

Verse two:

In this cold world, which is stressin` I learned few lesions
feel some love to family and try to answer on questions,
remember good advices I`m tellin` to you
don`t be mad on sista, mom and dad, it`s tested truth,
in this cold world, you must have comprehension
understand, here livin` blacks and whites, two of deferent nations,
watch back, crocked man behind tha corner tookin` us peace
my young friend just died, wonder is there heaven for G?
is it playin` or attackin`? nobody can tell me
they tolerate yelling cause they are scared to back hit,
for every moth-fucking shit we finished in prison
cuz we are we and that describing how we livin`,
everyday struggle between poorers and wealthies
richest have money, so they can buy even healthy,
and where is the end of this dreadful conduct
playa haters always getting` so it`s strange to follow,
only we see is sorrow and no life sign
people whisper what can we do, that`s our current life…

[Chorus]

Why we have to fight? For better and wealthy life
Why we`re pushed to fight? To see the brighter sign
Stand up, help each other to see
what God can do for this misery years

Verse three:

We still struggling` and survivin` in this unworthy life
neighbor live under welfare, can`t doin` nothing` under pressure of fight,
homey`s faithless, all his thoughts dissing in Hennessy
he believe only drink have power to get him out of here,
to everyone I owe something for a long time
don`t leave me alone, trust me, I`ll give you mine,
let you know that I love my own, only older sister
like a brother I`m telling` you mothafuckas wanna get ya,
and finally for years, comin` time when I`ll be buried a G
my woody casket underground, I don`t wanna public to see,
God think I`m too young to die so he don`t want me in heaven
but homies think paradise is better then suffer hunger and starvin`,
than tellin` to all ya mothafuckas which is disgusted to see me
look at yourself, ugly venison in gaps you livin`,
who knows what tomorrow bring, in this world
where everybody`s blind or they don`t want to see,
and where to go, no matter how far I`ll find
to let you know, fight against this fucking life…

[Chorus repeating till the end]

Why we have to fight? For better and wealthy life
Why we`re pushed to fight? To see the brighter sign
Stand up, help each other to see
what God can do for this misery years



by: Fody the Don

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Fody the Don & 2nite


Our e-mail: united_thugs@yahoo.com

Fody`s e-mail: fodythedon@yahoo.com

2nite`s e-mail: ll2p@net.hr



yo,we`re UNITED THUGS
when we write rhymes
we`re thinkin` like 2pac lives on...

Hey niggaz, dobro došli na naš blog na kojem ćete uskoro moći naći sve o Tupacu koji je legenda rap-a, koji je živio da bi se borio protiv nepravde i repao o nasilju, ljubavi i siromaštvu iz njegovog djetinstva koje nije bilo bajno.
Please, all `Pac`s fans give some coments on my blog n remember: Makavelli`s still alive...





Download 2Pac`s lyrics:
(razvrstano po albumima)


2Pacalypse now
All Eyez On Me

Me Against The World
Thug Life
Better dayz
R U Still Down (Remember Me)
Still I Rise
Until The End Of Time

...

IN MEMORIUM ZA LOVRU


R.I.P.

Verse one:

Rest in peace, Lovro
you was known by whole world
young, ambitiouz boy
but intransitive illness got you dawn,
bed callin` you
God ain`t warnin` you
your life dream can`t come true,
everybody sayin`
you are man
the bigest in tha life game,
but Lord needed ya
n he took ya,
your parents are sadden
„you`re with God“
your dady tellin`
his sadly heart
nobody can smillin`,
but now you`re gone
nothin` ain`t the same
in our heart you are
but out of the game,
and we just say
Lovro, rest in peace
now your friends pray.....
R.I.P.

[Chorus]

R.I.P nigga
R.I.P
One of us youngers is buried like a G….

R.I.P nigga
R.I.P
Tha life ain`t the same
You died like a man cuz you were thug like me….

Verse two:

Stop all the clocks
Please, cut off the telephone
before death thug became blind
you couldn`t see anymore,
Your funeral was…
We can`t say…
Thug niggaz from the whole world comin`
To see ya last time
I hope ya never fought
You were only son
But now you`re gone,
Our Lord adopt you up
But only Lord know why
Maybe cuz you`re 2pac`s fan,
So many tears
Every body cry
Your brothas n sistas
Your mama and pa`,
Last 3 years was hard
Noone didn`t know what will future bring to us
When you will die
I heard you were thug
Like a `Pac,
We can`t explain your parents pain
When you were dyin`
Ya primary school cryin`
Thinking` “why God? Why young people dyin`”
Now we only can prayin` n sayin` rest in peace….

[Chorus]

R.I.P nigga
R.I.P
One of us youngers is buried like a G….

R.I.P nigga
R.I.P
Tha life ain`t the same
You died like a man cuz you were thug like me….

Verse three:

Dear Lovro, ya watchin` us from sky
You`re with black Jesuz Tupac
He`s makin` ya a company now,
You`re God
You can control us n ball up
But on motha Earth you are 6 feet underground,
Buried like some mothafucka
In our mind you`re still our brotha`,
Now you can change the world
Stop tha wars
Refresh mind to whors,
United Thugs, 2rka
Writin` bout cha
Your friends and unknowns
Even creatin` blogs bout cha,
You were only 14 when ya left us
we haven`t words cuz it`s hard
Tears comin` on our eye
Lovro for eva in our hearts…..


[Chorus]

R.I.P nigga
R.I.P
One of us youngers is buried like a G….

R.I.P nigga
R.I.P
Tha life ain`t the same
You died like a man cuz you were thug like me….




"T-H-U-G L-I-F-E meaning when you spit us as seeds grows and blows up in your face"
by Tupac Shakur