Thug Love

nedjelja, 05.11.2006.

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Haaa?Ahaaa…Paaa nowi post…Ispricawam se zbog izostanka s neta,jer,znate,majku mu jebem,moj komp je u zadnje wrijeme zawolio wiruse pa ih skupljao i naprawio weliku dobru kolekciju tog smeca..I jebaga,sta sad,trebalo ga malo dowest u red…Dr.2Nite je swe sredia…Hhehe….Nooo,to nije swe kaj je 2Nite radil….Bilo ju tu swega…Slike dosta gowore…Kaj ne?
Tjebote,konacno se ufuras u skolu,ono priwiknes se na ritam pisanja salabahtera,udes u formu prepisiwanja na testowima,prilagodis se wremenskoj zoni spawanja u wrijeme skole i onda dodu owakwi praznici i sjebu te totalka…Zbunjen jebote,neispawan pisem owaj post,umoran….Ono,da puknes…I onda opet skoro mjesec i pol u skolu,i opet ti praznici…Al nemam nis protiw njih…Samo je glupa owa fuckin zima,owaj morbidni wjetar koji puse bez ikakwog znacaja,ono samo da puse,jebote ta prirodna pojawa,jebote kisa koja pada bas tog ti trebas ici wan…To me ubija u zdraw pojam..Na ulici nigdje nikoga,swi se zawukli u swoje kuce,u swoje gajbe…JA BI LJETO…Eeee ljeto….To je wrijeme ziwljenja…Ostalo je samo borba za preziwljawanje…Mrzim zimu,jesen i to fuckin proljece koje je IN THE MIDDLE…Swe je to sjebano...
Ajmo ljudi swi u klubowe,one nocne,one di je zika tolko glasna da necujes curu kaj do tebe nekaj baljezga(mislim to je dobro,hehe),one klubowe di je JUICE WOTKA na rep-ertuaru,di je rulja masowna,di su picke jebeno jebeno dobre,tak dobre da jezikom dotaknes tlo kad ih widis,a oci ti probiju plafon…Heheheh….Swe u dimu,swe na moju rimu,swe u mom ziwotnom stilu…
Ehhh uprawo slusam Edu….Album ''Stigo cumor''…Pjesma ''Stworen za rep''…Swaki dan je prwi maj,i samo nas Bog, on je taj,i swaki cowjek ima prazan dzep,owaj BALKAN je ljudi STWOREN ZA REP…Hhehe….E jebena stwar….Malo sam poceo skupljat te CD-e,i to originale,ewo taj ''Stigo Cumor'' je original,narucio sam si jos ACC mixtape,jos ce mi doci i TRISTOSIXTY…Ma bit ce….
Bas mi je drago kaj sam se skompal s nekim ljudima oko mene…I bas mi je drago kaj sam neke osobe ostawil iza mene...Odredene osobe znaju o cemu se radi…
Oke,malo sam wam prewise toga napisal…Hhehe…Idem wan,owak prehladen i nista me zaustawit nece…Hhehe…Idem pit jer to je ono kaj mi treba…I cigara….Hhehe…
Daaaa…Napokon,at least dobiwam ADSL….Znate kaj to znaci'??Isse…Majke mi…
Ewo uprawo sam se wratil iz kc-a,pa dowrsawam owaj post…Malo sam pod gasom al oke…I u KC je bilo oke…Srel sam puno jebote,puno poznatih ljudi…Hwala Bogu na njima…Aha…..I sad sam doma dosel….Jebote al je zima wani bilo…Al je bila jedna osoba,koja me malo onak prigrijala cim sam ju widel…Ne nije Tamara,nego jedna za koju niko nezna..Hhehe…U tome i je point,kaj ne??....Ajde nis ,pozzz ljudi….Idem spawat….Majke mi kako mi se spawa…Pozzz….

Ewo slika….:::


4 elementa..Koja paleta,a??Moj BMX...Fali jos par djelowa....Mrcina,jelda?


I orkan je samo wjetar kojem se zuri....








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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 æete uskoro moæi naæi 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