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ponedjeljak, 10.04.2006.

Keep it on me

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Keep it on me

Hahahaaha, I can`t cope
why they keep it on me….

Verse one:

Second action and retaliation
while mama was telin` me be good boy
act gag, play game and choose affiliation,
drop pop, slang rocks with my G` D`s
at my home in L.A. wonder why you keep it on me,
I`m becoming` from nothin`, rappin` from the cradle
time after time, fans is watchin` but the shit is seldom,
in life everybody`s able to choose his way
exist no impelling, will be right or be fame
but who cares?
pimpin` cars and bustas cops can`t see I`m goin` blinding
will I be lucky man, hustla till I die, steady climbing,
nigga know, after life still rhymin` as an other
stranger, focus dawn me but remembered as a father,
all out with other crew hangin` out, hear that voice
designer thru all over f***ing life and grinding, avoid `em foes,
toe 2 toe, many things I learnd, ain`t outta this
homey don`t comprehend, bitches won`t stop keep it on me,
that`s why we`re turn to G`s, see the women in the liquor store
ain`t no money for child but there`s more money for wars,
revenge, they ran, merciless nigga and disrespect
rough songz, only they ban is high connect,
fantasizez, plottin` but dreaming and dramatizes
baby tell me your size then keep it on me…

[Chorus]

Looking for reasonz and increase
or be starving stilla as me,
nobody can make me crocked mind free
fuck the police who keepin` on me,
never be leader or least be sill
you saw the murder of my homey ill,
question is, is there heaven or hell for G
even great being can keep it on me…

Verse two:

Lickin` money leafs, that`s why I`m suspicious
unconscious with stupid bitches, niggaz jealousy
with you ain`t livin` delicious,
grippin` lyin`, I`m catched by sickness, even they`re lyres
swallin` then fallin`, head against the wall
robbered in dark hall but bitches gone,
hardcore times, homeboyz didn`t sold me
ain`t gave what is mine, rather shot me,
nigga wanna laughin` at me
let me precise
catchin` cases to get,
yesterday bleed, it`s why G`s bleed
4 shots, 4 bullets in me,
being guest and pagin` by press, so tired of crčme
disabled to quit, sippin` drink, main on the scene,
inquest cause high perfection, never livin` alone
insurrection of own nation, seek to reform,
was gentle on funeral, deaden child
friend`s wild, just least and will be born,
everything we owe on fortune burning
harmonize with us or be man-servant
incident of they learning,
cause you`re that, ain`t dis fingers in crap
fed`s coming than bastard stick your ass,
but now we`re blessed
any girl on this world is with me
but still keep it on me…

[Chorus]

Looking for reasonz and increase
or be starving stilla as me,
nobody can make me crocked mind free
fuck the police who keepin` on me,
never be leader or least be sill
you saw the murder of my homey ill,
question is, is there heaven or hell for G
even great being can keep it on me…

[Speaking]

Hide ya ass mothafuckas and you too S.W.
Hot`s on my mind but I ain`t killa, I will not kill.
I ain`t prejudice and I don`t give a fuck but if you think that I won`t forget
you are man who`re thinking wrong cuz United Thugs never forget.
Keep your mind on your bitches, keep your mind on your bitches.
B. fuck you too, any mothafucka fuck you too.
If you don`t wanna think about that that`s your mothafuckin` problem.
This is from my deep of heart, we never lose
close ya eyez and nobody cry, we ain`t two of fucking around with you…

[repeat chorus till the end]


watch that shit.....for my homies niggaz...

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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.
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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