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ponedjeljak, 29.05.2006.

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Artist: Fody the Don
Album: Ain`t No Sunshine
Year: 2006.
Song: Movin` by me


Verse one:

I wake up in tha morning
heard rumors how niggaz warning me
early put into young G
someone callin` me
it was homey `nite
inform me bout new day
God appreciate on the sight life
even common friend`s outta game
and all his enemies
hope now they`re in pain
can`t find a door
cause too much jealousy
stuck above the rain
price increase while day`s passin`
put a gas in
dirty on the street as a dawgz and cats
evade this fake ass bitch
reason of a bastard
why improvising me?
there`s nothing to show
didn`t start as a seed
if they`ll be ever known
it`s cause they were movin` by me…

[Chorus x2]????

Verse two:

Wide the media grieves of present teens
politicians and niggaz can`t get in
I feel no, ain`t no changes
could they made-themselves
friendships and homey bein` aimless
needs God bless
uh, mama waitin` son`s arrival
member sacrifice
reach him to the sky
so he got go
dear sonny yo` respect you gotta earn
why`re you stump?
she heard me and can confirm
it ain`t no fun
year without 60 caskets
instead unexpectin` birth
include 40 outcasts
bodies will be burned
tossin` cattle ass bitches
elevate by snitches being fucking richest
forget me all empty creeds
but let `em know they will be gone
if they still movin` by me…

[Chorus x2]????

Verse three:

I feel jealous around me
cause I`m gettin` money, my golden ruff
many are sill, wanna fuck me
but I got fuck
livin` life, is a jigsaw
men grow and grow and grow
each day somebody fall
then died alone
where is my wife? rapist raped her
she was fall in the love
so she lived below a sucker
no a lucker, sorry Deloris Tucker
learning Mr. Magic
why president is welfare cutter?
is his another bad habit
born thug quiet since start
that cruel world wanted us be loud
but ain`t nobody teach me
and I`m seldom in company of bitches
should I lie
criminal life can`t did me sincerely
put my hand on the gun
if they have plan to kill me
God bless hustla if they`re near me…
still movin` by me…

[Chorus x2]????


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