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[Eminem]I ain't gonna eat, I ain't gonna sleepAin't gonna breathe, til I see, what I wanna seeAnd what I wanna see, is you go to sleep, in the dirtPermanently, you just being hurt, this ain't gonna workFor me, it just wouldn't be, sufficient enoughCuz we, are just gonna be, enemiesAs long as we breathe, I don't ever see, either of usComing to terms, where we can agreeThere ain't gonna be, no reason, speakin wit meYou speak on my seed, then me, no speakin anglais So we gonna beef, and keep on beefin, unlessYou're gonna agree, to meet with me in the fleshAnd settle this face to face, and you're gonna seeA demon unleashed in me, that you've never seenAnd you're gonna see, this gangsta pee on himselfI see you D-12, and thanks, but me need no helpMe do this one all by my lonely, I don't need fifteen of my homiesWhen I see you, I'm seeing you, me and you onlyWe never met, but best believe you gon' know meWhen I'm this close, to see you exposed as phonyCome on, bitch, show me, pick me up, throw meLift me up, hold me, just like you told meYou was gonna do, that's what I thought, you're pitifulI'm rid of you, all you, Ja, you'll get it too![Chorus]Now go to sleep bitch!Die, mothafucka, die! BOOM! Time's up, bitch, close ya eyesGo to sleep, bitch! whatWhy are you still alive? How many times I gotta say, close ya eyes?And go to sleep bitch! whatDie mothafucka die, bye bye, motherfucker, bye bye!Go to sleep bitch! whatWhy are you still alive? why Die, mothafucker, ah, ah, ah Go to sleep bitch![Obie Trice]We got you niggaz, nervousOn purpose, to hurt your focus, you'se not MC's, you'se worthlessYou'se not them G's, you'se a circus, you'se no appeal, pleaseYou'se curtains, you use words, cool heard, slurred in two thousand thirdYou'se purpin, you'se no threat, who's ya servin?We lyrically oughta bury you beneath the dirt whenYou fuck with a label overseein the EarthShady muthafucka, O. Trice's birthAnd as I mold, I become a curseSo we can put down the verse, take it to the turfCock and squeeze, and he who reach the hearse is he whoDepicts fiction in his verseAnd as I breathe, and you be deceasedThe world believe you deceived just to speakYou'se not the streets, you'se the dessUse not your chest nigga, use a vestBefore two's choose ya rest, you chose deathSix feet deep, nigga, that's the depth[Chorus]Now go to sleep bitch!(gunshot)Die, mothafucka, die! BOOM! Time's up, bitch, close ya eyesGo to sleep, bitch! whatWhy are you still alive? How many times I gotta say, close ya eyes?And go to sleep bitch! whatDie mothafucka die, bye bye, motherfucker, bye bye!Go to sleep bitch! whatWhy are you still alive? why Die, mothafucker, ah, ah, ah Go to sleep bitch![DMX]Hey dog, I'ma walk like a beast, talk like the streetsI'ma stay blazin New York wit the heatStalk on the beat, walk wit my feetUnderstand my pain, the rain ain't sweetPeep how I'm moving (uh huh), peep where I'm going (uh huh)Shit don't seep, then sleep not knowinBut I'ma keep growing, getting larger than lifeEasy-going with the same one that started the fightHe be knowing how dog get, when dog gone biteTried to show him the dog shit, it's dog for lifeGrand champ, and my Blood Line is tight (what)Cuz it's all good, it's all right (yeah)Niggas tried to holla, but couldn't holla backNow they gots to swallow, everything in the sacBlood Line, and, we can go track for trackDamn dog, why'd you have to do them niggas like that?[Chorus]Now go to sleep bitch!Die, mothafucka, die! BOOM! Time's up, bitch, close ya eyesGo to sleep, bitch! whatWhy are you still alive? How many times I gotta say, close ya eyes?And go to sleep bitch! whatDie mothafucka die, bye bye, motherfucker, bye bye!Go to sleep bitch! whatWhy are you still alive? why Die, mothafucker, ah, ah, ah Go to sleep bitch!
Author: ElCubanin2826
Keywords: hip-hop
Added: September 5, 2008
-With the Jonas Brothers in the car-Kevin: Dude, you're totally crushing onSelena. I can totally tell! Like the way you acted around her & stuffMrs. Jonas: Awww! Nicholas Jerry! *Smiles* You like that Selena girl from that show, Wizards of Waverly Place? She seems really sweet & she's really pretty!Nick: *Give Kevin that Why-did-you-say-that-look!*Kevin: *Whispers* SORRY!Nick: But yeah mom, I guess I kinda like her! *Thinks: I REALLY REALLY LIKE HER!*Mrs. Jonas: Awww! I have to meet her after school or something! *Laughs & smiles big*Nick: Um, okay mom.-So Mrs. Jonas keeps talking about Selena & how Nick would look cute with her ahaha--With Selenaaa & her mom in the car-Mrs. Gomez: What took you forever, I waited for you forever in the car!Selena: Oh, sorry mom, I was talking to a guy *smiles*Mrs Gomez: *Sees Selena smiling, & then she smiles* OOOOOH! What guy? *Laughs*Selena: NICK JONAS!!Mrs. Gomez: *Stops the car & looks at Selena with her mouth open* You saw Nick Jonas..as in Nick Jonas in the Jonas Brothers!?!?Selena: *Sigh* Yes, mother!..who else.Mrs. Gomez: I got to tell Madison she's going to be really happy!Selena Gomez: Oh yeah, guess what!Mrs. Gomez: *Trying to get the car back in the lane :p* Whaaat!Selena Gomez: The new school I'm going to, the Jonas Brothers are going to the same one!Mrs. Gomez: No way! *smiles* Oh, erg, I hear Miley Cyrus goes there too *Does a face like this- :/*Selena: Erg.Mrs. Gomez: Yeah *Pulls in the house*Selena: *Runs really fast upstairs to call her bestfriend Demi & gets her outfits out for tomorrow* Helllllloo?Demi: Hola, como estas chickaaa! :)Selena: *Laughs* Hey girlie! What are you up to?Demi: Not much, just got done shooting the first episode for that new show! I'm so excited for it to come out on Disney! *Smiles* Whatcha doing?Selena: I know I'm excited too! & I'm also excited that you're going to the same school as me! *Smiles really big* But, eh not much, trying to find a really cute outfit for school tomorrow *Laughs*Demi: Well I'm about to go home, I will see you tomorrow, meet me outside of the front of the school, alrightyyy?Selena: Alright! I love you Demiiii, goodnight!Demi: I love ya too sis, goodnight! *Hangs up*Selena: *Hangs up, then goes back to find her outfit. She found the perfect one, she's going to wear dark skinny jeans with black flats, a white baby t-shirt, with a vest over it, & her necklace that has her house keys & her bestfriend charm thingy Demi gave her! :) this is the outfit I saw on TWIST, but her necklaces were different :)*-The next morning at 7:30 am-Selena: *Is all ready for school & is excited to see Demi & Nick* *She looks at her outfit* Perfect! *Smiles & calls Demi* Hey Demi!Demi: *Yawns* Hello love! I'm almost at the highschool.Selena: Sweet me too! I'm walking today, ugh.(Selena lives like a block from school! :)Demi: *Laughs* Dallas is taking me!Selena: Lucky ducky!Demi: Who says that anymore, Sel? *Laughs*Selena: Uh..me! Gotta problem with that? *Snickers*Demi: YEAH, I do *Laughs really loud*Demi & Selena: Good times, good times.-So, Demi & Selena arrive at the same time, cool, huh? Haha. They hug! Then walk in the highschool. They look & walk around & see Nick, Kevin, & Joe sitting on the stairs.-Selena: Hey Nick! *Smiles*Nick: Oh my gosh! Hey Selena! *Hugs her really tightly*Selena: *Does the same, then let's go*Kevin: Heeeey girl!Joe: Yo, yo, yo! What's up giiirl!Selena: *Laughs* Not much, guys I would like you to meet my bestfriend in the whole world, DEMI LOVATOOO!Demi: Hey guys *Waves at them & Laughs & smiles*Joe & Kevin & Nick: Hey Demi! Welcome to HWH!(Hollywood High) *smiles*Demi: Thanks! It's so huuugeee! WAAAY huge then that small private school, eh?Selena: *Looks around & doesn't notice what Demi says* Uh..huh..!Demi: *Rolls her eyes & goes back to talk with the boys*Selena: *Walks back to Demi & the boys & talks for a bit*-So the first bell rings & they try to find their class, everyone is in their first period & dun dun dun...-FIND OUT IN THE NEXT EPISODEEEEEEE! :))
Author: jonasbonuslove
Keywords: nelena love story chapter two
Added: September 5, 2008
Verse 1: How you gonna take this? like a Man or a bitch?you gon' get it on nigga or you gon' snitch? I represent niggas in the hood gettin' rich man, I stack chips and I unload clips after 3 Summers in the joint I thought life was hard some niggas started fightin', some niggas found God you know me, started sellin' leek in the yard yo, I ran into niggas who used to have Hummers big as Hell in the joint wearin' '86 numbers damm Dog, you been in here that long? you could think that, but say that and yo' ass is dead wrong a convo is only three words, "yo whattup" you ain't gotta work out to leave this bitch cut up let a nigga find out you on some goin' home shit and you tryin' to bounce without payin' a loan, shit some niggas beat cases on the strength of they cream after the witnesses disappeared on the strength of they team I'm hard as Hell to get along wit' so it never fails a nigga I got beef with end up in the same jail he had a L rolled in bible paper blowin' the lye I sent him a little kite just to be blowin' his high and when I shot you in NewYork why would I box you now? If I catch you in the yard I'm'a ox you down niggas you think is real really can't hold they own I'll have 'em on some E.T. shit tryin' to phone home in here a gemstar is like a Nine Milly chrome it's similar, infact they'll both split ya dome scars are souvenirs, niggas always take 'em home. Chorus - You got blown over the jack? (that ain't gangsta) Your Man ran when you got clapped? (that ain't gangsta) rockin' a vest with no gat? (that ain't gangsta) you only a thug when you rap? (that ain't gangsta) niggas jooked you for your track? (that ain't gangsta) you ran to other thugs to get it back? (that ain't gangsta) niggas ran off with your packs? (that ain't gangsta) If you ain't bustin' ya gat (that ain't gangsta) Verse 2: You'd call me an Animal if you seen me livin' on lock I stay in a box cats be shook when I'm visitin' pop-ulation when I walk by, niggas like "Fifty don't play Son" "yeah, somethin' really wrong with that nigga..." max out, I'm goin' straight for the glock bust a u-turn, I'm goin' straight to the block the things that'll happen if niggas say I can't eat down goes the window....out goes the heat I'll make the whole block look like a fuckin' trackmeet some get it in the leg, some get it in the back some get it in the foot, bleed all over their airmax nigga pump my packs or pay poor tax it's extortion, it happens in the hood often claim more lives than choices, free abortions Rich Nice says I got a problem with the dice 'cause I put the title to the Benz on the line twice I rock shit 'cause I stay on that block shit that 9mm Ruger to your knot shit see the difference is I'm real and you not, kid I still stash crack money in my sock, shit ya'll niggas wanna pop shit? I pop clips leave with your blood on my mink in the drop Six Guiliani and Pataki can't stop this since '86 my whole clique pop Criss. Chorus 5-5-1 BLLLAAAP BLLLAAAP!! 1-3-4 BLLLAAAP BLLLAAAP!!
Author: nelsond12
Keywords: 50 cent g-unit gangsta lloyd banks tony yayo young buck eminem first album rare music hip hop rap thug slim shady records interscope aftermath the power of doller masscre get rich or die trying new york eastcoast westcoast as world turns tos t.o.s before self destruct thisis50 tupac 2pac dr.dre d12 50centmusic snoop dogg curtis jackson mixtape game diss lyrics xxx
Added: September 5, 2008
[kane] biggie smalls, why dont you come do it? [notorious b.i.g.]One two, one two, gonna do it like thisWhere brooklyn at, where brooklyn atWhere brooklyn at, where brooklyn atWe gonna do it like thisAnytime youre ready, check itI got seven mack 11s, about eight 38sNine 9s, ten mack tens, the shits never endsYou cant touch my richesEven if you had mc hammer and them 357 bitchesBiggie smalls; the millionare, the mansion, the yachtThe two weed spots, the two hot glocksThats how I got the weed spotI shot dread in the head, took the bread and the lamb spreadLittle gotti got the shotty to your bodySo dont resist, or you might miss christmasI tote guns, I make number runsI give mcs the runs drippinWhen I throw my clip in the ak, I slay from far awayEverybody hit the d-e-c-kMy slow flows remarkable, peace to matteoNow we smoke weed like tony montana sniffed the yayoThats crazy blunts, mad lsMy voice excels from the avenue to jail cellsOh my god, Im droppin shit like a pigeonI hope youre listenin, smackin babies at they christening[tupac] motherfuckin biggie smalls![kane] what you gonna do with it tupac? [tupac]Yeah where the motherfuckin thugs at? Throw your motherfuckin middle fingerWe gonna do this shit like thisI thank the lord for my many blessings, never stressinKeep a vest for protection, from the barrel of a smith & wessonAnd all my niggaz in the pen, here we go againAint nuttin separatin us from a mack-10Born in the ghetto as a hustler, told yaA straight soldier, buckin at the bustazNo matter how you try, niggaz never dieWe just retaliate with hate, then we multiplyYou see me strikin down the block, hittin cornersMobbin like a motherfucker, livin like I - wannaAnd aint no stoppin at the red lights, Im sidewaysThug life motherfucker crime, pays!Let the cops put they lights on, chase me niggaZig zaggin through the freeway, race me niggaIn a high speed chase with the lawThe realest motherfucker that you ever saw[kane] yeah! come in now manNow I wanna see what my man shyheim gonna do with it[shyheim]Yo, this goes out to everybody from staten island{*ah mister cee, and you dont stop*}Yo, times is gettin hard, word is bond, I swear to godI even got caught tryin to steal from the junkyardA born terror, a rebel without a pauseI never had a good christmas, so who is santa claus? I walk the streets at night with my head downIn this lil town you see clowns that wanna be downSo they get a glock and lick shots to get propsAnd when shit rocks all you can hear when the shells dropAn old man got shot in the parkin lotIn front of my buildin I hang with his grandchildrenAnd for the nigga that pulled the trigga then tried to slideAnd hide, but he got knocked by the homicideAnd this happens everyday around my waySo I pray that I can live another day[kane] this how we gonna do it, hold up cee, aiyyo, lets try this[shy] staten island in the motherfuckin houseWhassup wu-tang clan in here or what? [kane]Hold up cee..Now whats the bullshit niggaz been sayingDont try to act like martin now with that I was just playin!No need to grieve now on, now that the beef is onUhh!! oh yeah motherfucker, your teeth is goneJust cause you rap dont meant that youre catchin wreck with meStep to this Ill give your mic a vasectomyI only know one nigga that can come next to meNo, thats a tattle, cause I cant count my own shadowA battle, I gots to have it, lest youre gonna rob meLike they did, whittaker when he fought chavezCause when it comes to goin against kane rappinThats like a pimp trying to pull a nun, aint nuttin happeninNon resistable, non compatibleIm not saying Im the best, Im just saying Im fuckin incredibleAnd lets just get one more thing understoodIf I fart on a record, trust me nigga, that shit gon sound good
Author: Imaaze
Keywords: BIG 2pac kane shyheim scoob lover
Added: September 4, 2008
[kane] biggie smalls, why dont you come do it? [notorious b.i.g.]One two, one two, gonna do it like thisWhere brooklyn at, where brooklyn atWhere brooklyn at, where brooklyn atWe gonna do it like thisAnytime youre ready, check itI got seven mack 11s, about eight 38sNine 9s, ten mack tens, the shits never endsYou cant touch my richesEven if you had mc hammer and them 357 bitchesBiggie smalls; the millionare, the mansion, the yachtThe two weed spots, the two hot glocksThats how I got the weed spotI shot dread in the head, took the bread and the lamb spreadLittle gotti got the shotty to your bodySo dont resist, or you might miss christmasI tote guns, I make number runsI give mcs the runs drippinWhen I throw my clip in the ak, I slay from far awayEverybody hit the d-e-c-kMy slow flows remarkable, peace to matteoNow we smoke weed like tony montana sniffed the yayoThats crazy blunts, mad lsMy voice excels from the avenue to jail cellsOh my god, Im droppin shit like a pigeonI hope youre listenin, smackin babies at they christening[tupac] motherfuckin biggie smalls![kane] what you gonna do with it tupac? [tupac]Yeah where the motherfuckin thugs at? Throw your motherfuckin middle fingerWe gonna do this shit like thisI thank the lord for my many blessings, never stressinKeep a vest for protection, from the barrel of a smith & wessonAnd all my niggaz in the pen, here we go againAint nuttin separatin us from a mack-10Born in the ghetto as a hustler, told yaA straight soldier, buckin at the bustazNo matter how you try, niggaz never dieWe just retaliate with hate, then we multiplyYou see me strikin down the block, hittin cornersMobbin like a motherfucker, livin like I - wannaAnd aint no stoppin at the red lights, Im sidewaysThug life motherfucker crime, pays!Let the cops put they lights on, chase me niggaZig zaggin through the freeway, race me niggaIn a high speed chase with the lawThe realest motherfucker that you ever saw[kane] yeah! come in now manNow I wanna see what my man shyheim gonna do with it[shyheim]Yo, this goes out to everybody from staten island{*ah mister cee, and you dont stop*}Yo, times is gettin hard, word is bond, I swear to godI even got caught tryin to steal from the junkyardA born terror, a rebel without a pauseI never had a good christmas, so who is santa claus? I walk the streets at night with my head downIn this lil town you see clowns that wanna be downSo they get a glock and lick shots to get propsAnd when shit rocks all you can hear when the shells dropAn old man got shot in the parkin lotIn front of my buildin I hang with his grandchildrenAnd for the nigga that pulled the trigga then tried to slideAnd hide, but he got knocked by the homicideAnd this happens everyday around my waySo I pray that I can live another day[kane] this how we gonna do it, hold up cee, aiyyo, lets try this[shy] staten island in the motherfuckin houseWhassup wu-tang clan in here or what? [kane]Hold up cee..Now whats the bullshit niggaz been sayingDont try to act like martin now with that I was just playin!No need to grieve now on, now that the beef is onUhh!! oh yeah motherfucker, your teeth is goneJust cause you rap dont meant that youre catchin wreck with meStep to this Ill give your mic a vasectomyI only know one nigga that can come next to meNo, thats a tattle, cause I cant count my own shadowA battle, I gots to have it, lest youre gonna rob meLike they did, whittaker when he fought chavezCause when it comes to goin against kane rappinThats like a pimp trying to pull a nun, aint nuttin happeninNon resistable, non compatibleIm not saying Im the best, Im just saying Im fuckin incredibleAnd lets just get one more thing understoodIf I fart on a record, trust me nigga, that shit gon sound good
Author: Imaaze
Keywords: BIG 2pac kane shyheim scoob lover
Added: September 4, 2008
[kane] biggie smalls, why dont you come do it? [notorious b.i.g.]One two, one two, gonna do it like thisWhere brooklyn at, where brooklyn atWhere brooklyn at, where brooklyn atWe gonna do it like thisAnytime youre ready, check itI got seven mack 11s, about eight 38sNine 9s, ten mack tens, the shits never endsYou cant touch my richesEven if you had mc hammer and them 357 bitchesBiggie smalls; the millionare, the mansion, the yachtThe two weed spots, the two hot glocksThats how I got the weed spotI shot dread in the head, took the bread and the lamb spreadLittle gotti got the shotty to your bodySo dont resist, or you might miss christmasI tote guns, I make number runsI give mcs the runs drippinWhen I throw my clip in the ak, I slay from far awayEverybody hit the d-e-c-kMy slow flows remarkable, peace to matteoNow we smoke weed like tony montana sniffed the yayoThats crazy blunts, mad lsMy voice excels from the avenue to jail cellsOh my god, Im droppin shit like a pigeonI hope youre listenin, smackin babies at they christening[tupac] motherfuckin biggie smalls![kane] what you gonna do with it tupac? [tupac]Yeah where the motherfuckin thugs at? Throw your motherfuckin middle fingerWe gonna do this shit like thisI thank the lord for my many blessings, never stressinKeep a vest for protection, from the barrel of a smith & wessonAnd all my niggaz in the pen, here we go againAint nuttin separatin us from a mack-10Born in the ghetto as a hustler, told yaA straight soldier, buckin at the bustazNo matter how you try, niggaz never dieWe just retaliate with hate, then we multiplyYou see me strikin down the block, hittin cornersMobbin like a motherfucker, livin like I - wannaAnd aint no stoppin at the red lights, Im sidewaysThug life motherfucker crime, pays!Let the cops put they lights on, chase me niggaZig zaggin through the freeway, race me niggaIn a high speed chase with the lawThe realest motherfucker that you ever saw[kane] yeah! come in now manNow I wanna see what my man shyheim gonna do with it[shyheim]Yo, this goes out to everybody from staten island{*ah mister cee, and you dont stop*}Yo, times is gettin hard, word is bond, I swear to godI even got caught tryin to steal from the junkyardA born terror, a rebel without a pauseI never had a good christmas, so who is santa claus? I walk the streets at night with my head downIn this lil town you see clowns that wanna be downSo they get a glock and lick shots to get propsAnd when shit rocks all you can hear when the shells dropAn old man got shot in the parkin lotIn front of my buildin I hang with his grandchildrenAnd for the nigga that pulled the trigga then tried to slideAnd hide, but he got knocked by the homicideAnd this happens everyday around my waySo I pray that I can live another day[kane] this how we gonna do it, hold up cee, aiyyo, lets try this[shy] staten island in the motherfuckin houseWhassup wu-tang clan in here or what? [kane]Hold up cee..Now whats the bullshit niggaz been sayingDont try to act like martin now with that I was just playin!No need to grieve now on, now that the beef is onUhh!! oh yeah motherfucker, your teeth is goneJust cause you rap dont meant that youre catchin wreck with meStep to this Ill give your mic a vasectomyI only know one nigga that can come next to meNo, thats a tattle, cause I cant count my own shadowA battle, I gots to have it, lest youre gonna rob meLike they did, whittaker when he fought chavezCause when it comes to goin against kane rappinThats like a pimp trying to pull a nun, aint nuttin happeninNon resistable, non compatibleIm not saying Im the best, Im just saying Im fuckin incredibleAnd lets just get one more thing understoodIf I fart on a record, trust me nigga, that shit gon sound good
Author: Imaaze
Keywords: BIG 2pac kane shyheim scoob lover
Added: September 4, 2008
[kane] biggie smalls, why dont you come do it? [notorious b.i.g.]One two, one two, gonna do it like thisWhere brooklyn at, where brooklyn atWhere brooklyn at, where brooklyn atWe gonna do it like thisAnytime youre ready, check itI got seven mack 11s, about eight 38sNine 9s, ten mack tens, the shits never endsYou cant touch my richesEven if you had mc hammer and them 357 bitchesBiggie smalls; the millionare, the mansion, the yachtThe two weed spots, the two hot glocksThats how I got the weed spotI shot dread in the head, took the bread and the lamb spreadLittle gotti got the shotty to your bodySo dont resist, or you might miss christmasI tote guns, I make number runsI give mcs the runs drippinWhen I throw my clip in the ak, I slay from far awayEverybody hit the d-e-c-kMy slow flows remarkable, peace to matteoNow we smoke weed like tony montana sniffed the yayoThats crazy blunts, mad lsMy voice excels from the avenue to jail cellsOh my god, Im droppin shit like a pigeonI hope youre listenin, smackin babies at they christening[tupac] motherfuckin biggie smalls![kane] what you gonna do with it tupac? [tupac]Yeah where the motherfuckin thugs at? Throw your motherfuckin middle fingerWe gonna do this shit like thisI thank the lord for my many blessings, never stressinKeep a vest for protection, from the barrel of a smith & wessonAnd all my niggaz in the pen, here we go againAint nuttin separatin us from a mack-10Born in the ghetto as a hustler, told yaA straight soldier, buckin at the bustazNo matter how you try, niggaz never dieWe just retaliate with hate, then we multiplyYou see me strikin down the block, hittin cornersMobbin like a motherfucker, livin like I - wannaAnd aint no stoppin at the red lights, Im sidewaysThug life motherfucker crime, pays!Let the cops put they lights on, chase me niggaZig zaggin through the freeway, race me niggaIn a high speed chase with the lawThe realest motherfucker that you ever saw[kane] yeah! come in now manNow I wanna see what my man shyheim gonna do with it[shyheim]Yo, this goes out to everybody from staten island{*ah mister cee, and you dont stop*}Yo, times is gettin hard, word is bond, I swear to godI even got caught tryin to steal from the junkyardA born terror, a rebel without a pauseI never had a good christmas, so who is santa claus? I walk the streets at night with my head downIn this lil town you see clowns that wanna be downSo they get a glock and lick shots to get propsAnd when shit rocks all you can hear when the shells dropAn old man got shot in the parkin lotIn front of my buildin I hang with his grandchildrenAnd for the nigga that pulled the trigga then tried to slideAnd hide, but he got knocked by the homicideAnd this happens everyday around my waySo I pray that I can live another day[kane] this how we gonna do it, hold up cee, aiyyo, lets try this[shy] staten island in the motherfuckin houseWhassup wu-tang clan in here or what? [kane]Hold up cee..Now whats the bullshit niggaz been sayingDont try to act like martin now with that I was just playin!No need to grieve now on, now that the beef is onUhh!! oh yeah motherfucker, your teeth is goneJust cause you rap dont meant that youre catchin wreck with meStep to this Ill give your mic a vasectomyI only know one nigga that can come next to meNo, thats a tattle, cause I cant count my own shadowA battle, I gots to have it, lest youre gonna rob meLike they did, whittaker when he fought chavezCause when it comes to goin against kane rappinThats like a pimp trying to pull a nun, aint nuttin happeninNon resistable, non compatibleIm not saying Im the best, Im just saying Im fuckin incredibleAnd lets just get one more thing understoodIf I fart on a record, trust me nigga, that shit gon sound good
Author: Imaaze
Keywords: BIG 2pac kane shyheim scoob lover
Added: September 4, 2008
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Someone walks into school wearing a bulletproof vest and carrying a gun. What do you do to prevent this from happening in future? Why, ban bulletproof vests, of course!
http://digg.com/odd_stuff/Bill_proposed_to_ban_students_from_wearing_bulletproof_vests
The attack comes as figures show violence across Iraq has dropped to a four-year low. Police officials said the woman walked over to a group of policemen as they ate lunch at an outdoor restaurant before detonating a suicide vest she was wearing.
http://digg.com/world_news/Iraqi_police_die_in_female_suicide_blast
If you do any walking during your fishing trip, a tackle box just doesn't cut it. So you need to wear a fishing vest.
http://digg.com/other_sports/Top_10_Things_To_Stock_Your_Fishing_Vest_With
The benefit of the VizVest (Safety Vest), when walking along the flow of traffic is that it allows people to be detected from much farther distances than they would be without a VizVest Safety Vest), especially at night and at dawn or dusk. The increased distances translate to increased time for drivers to recognize a person.
http://digg.com/world_news/What_is_the_Benefit_of_a_Safety_Vest_VizVest_in_Traffic
Somebody asked me what “got my goat” in a conversation last week. I didn’t even know I had a goat. If I did, I would totally dress it up in a wizard hat and a little vest with tiny mirrors on it and walk it around like a dog. If someone inquired if that was a goat I was walking, I would get all confrontational and argue that I had goat rights.
http://digg.com/arts_culture/What_Gets_Your_Goat
Wearing a stab-proof Kevlar vest, Comrade Harman walked on the same dangerous streets as the prole masses and was not stabbed or shot once during the whole visit.
http://digg.com/world_news/Comrade_Harman_Tours_London_Street
Another slap in the face of the voters by an MP. This time Harriet Harman dare not even walk around her own constituency without a stab vest, despite having several police officers on hand to protect her from the riff raff. All the while proclaiming that the streets have never been safer! What an insult to the intelligence of her constituents.
http://digg.com/political_opinion/Harriet_Danger_Harman_visits_plebes
Harriet Harman, the leader of the House of Commons, has been drawn into an embarrassing row after being pictured wearing a stab-proof vest as she toured her own constituency. Ms Harman took to the streets of Peckham, south London, at 9am on Monday surrounded by several police officers wearing a kevlar-reinforced jacket.
http://digg.com/people/UK_House_of_Commons_leader_wears_stab_vest_for_London_walk
This is an article I wrote about the new Walk Vest and my lack of exercise due to time constraints. Not sure if this would help, unless it added some time to my busy day!
http://digg.com/food_drink/Walk_Vest_Will_it_help_ME_lose_weight
These days,walk vest must be a super star product on the loss weight market.did it work?Sure,it’s very useful.A weighted vest from Walk Vest allows the following benefits to burn excess calories and add muscle to lose fat.
http://digg.com/health/Use_walk_vest_loss_your_weight