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█▒█▒ █████▒ >ПЬЮ █▒█▒ █▒ > ВЕСЁЛЫЙ ███ ████▒ > РУГАЮСЬ МАТОМ █▒█▒ █▒ > КУРЮ █▒█▒ █████▒ >правда всё это О себе: Есть пять пунктов моего хар-ра 1 - Я всегда прав 2 - Если я не прав сматрите пункт 1 3 - Мне похуй на ваше мнение 4 - Некогда ниочем нежелею , жизнь коротка штобы оглядываться на прошлое и желеть об этом 5 - Мало иметь цель в жизни , надо уметь еще и метко стрелять я такой спортивный дохуя делов с маленьким топориком летаем по дворикам "I thought i had friends, but in the end n*ggaz dies lonely." Я думал у меня есть друзья, но в конце ниггеры умирают в одиночестве. "Now the whole worlds callin me a killer, all I ever did, was try to reach the kids with the realer." Теперь весь мир зовет меня убийцей, все что я когда либо делал, это пытался показать детям реальность. "I feel like Black Jesus got his hands on me and guides me through life to put me where I'm supposed to be..." Я чувствую как-будто я в руках Черного Иисуса и он ведет меня по жизни, чтобы поместить меня туда где я должен быть. "I feel like role models today are not meant to be put on a pedestal. But more like angels with broken wings." Мне кажется, образцы для подражания сегодня не достойны того, чтобы быть на пьедестале. Лишь ангелы со сломанными крыльями. "My only fear of death is comin back reincarnated." Мой единственный страх перед смертью, это вернуться перевоплощенным. "Only God can judge me." Только бог может судить меня. "It always happens, all the n*ggaz that change the world die, they dont get to die like regular people, they die violently." Так происходит всегда, все ниггеры которые изменяют мир, умирают, они не умирают как обычные люди, они умирают трагически. "We talk a lot about Malcom X and Martin Luther King JR, but it's time to be like them, as strong as them. They were mortal men like us and everyone of us can be like them. I don't want to be a role model. I just want to be someone who says, this is who i am, this is what i do. I say what's on my mind." Мы много говорим о Малколме Икс и Мартине Лютаре Кинге Младшем, но пора быть такими как они, такими же сильными. Они были смертными людьми, как и мы, и каждый из нас может стать таким же. Я не хочу быть образцом для подрожания. Я просто хочу быть тем, кто говорит кто я, и что я делаю. Я выражаю свое мнение. "I am society’s child, this is how they made me, and now im sayin what's on my mind and they dont want that. This is what you made me America." Я ребенок общества, таким они меня сделали, и сейчас я выражаю свое мнение, а они этого не хотят. Таким ты меня сделала Америка. "The only thing America respects is power and power concedes nothing. After the LA Riots, they tried to calm us down and nothing changed since." Единственную вещь, которую уважает Америка - это власть, а власть ничего не признает. После восстаний в Лос-Анджелесе они пытались успокоить нас, но ничего так и не изменилось. "Though are hands are chained like they are, they haven't taken music from us yet. So that's how I'll fight. People tell me don't quit like everyone else. I wont have no fear." Несмотря на то, что наши руки закованы в цепи, пока что они не забрали у нас музыку. С ее помощью я борюсь. Люди говорят мне не останавливаться как остальные. Меня не испугать. "If God wanted me to be quiet he would've never showed me what he does." Если бы Бог хотел чтобы я молчал, он бы никогда не показал

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╔═══╦═══╦══╦══╦╗╔══╗ ║╔═╗║╔══╣╔╗║╔╗║║║╔═╝ ║╚═╝║╚══╣║║║╚╝║╚╝║ ║╔══╣╔══╣║║║╔╗║╔╗║ ║║──║╚══╣║║║║║║║║╚═╗ ╚╝──╚═══╩╝╚╩╝╚╩╝╚══╝ ╔╗╔══╦╔══╦╗╔╦═══╗ ║╚╝║─║║║║║╚╝║╚══╣ ║╔╗║─║║║║║═╗║╔═╗║ ╚╝╚══╩═╝╚╩╚═╩═══╝ Here we go; we gonna send this one out to the old school All these motherfuckers in the Bronx, and Brooklyn, and Staten Island Queens, and all the motherfuckers that laid it down, the foundation yaknowhatI'msayin? Nuttin but love for the old school That's who we gonna do this one for, ya feel me? "What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today if the old school didn't pave the way" --> Grand Puba (repeat 3X) Nothin like the old school/ain't nuttin like the old school "What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today if the old school didn't pave the way" --> Grand Puba I remember Mr. Magic, FLASH, Grandmaster Caz LL raisin hell but, that didn't last Eric B. & Rakim was, the shit to me I flip to see a Doug E. Fresh show, with Ricky D and Red Alert was puttin in work, with Chuck Chill Had my homies on the hill gettin ill, when shit was real Went out to steal, remember Raw, with Daddy Kane when De La Soul was puttin Potholes in the game I can't explain how it was, Whodini had me puffin on that buddha gettin buzzed, cause there I was Them block parties in the projects, and on my block You diggi don't stop, sippin on that Private Stock Through my speaker Queen Latifah, and MC Lyte Listen to Treach, KRS to get me through the night With T La Rock and Mantronix, to Stetsasonic Remember "Push It" was the bomb shit, nuttin like the old school "What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today if the old school didn't pave the way" --> Grand Puba Heheheh, it ain't nuttin like the old school "What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today if the old school didn't pave the way" --> Grand Puba Ain't nuttin like the old school "What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today if the old school didn't pave the way" --> Grand Puba Yeaheheh, it ain't nuttin like the old school "What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today if the old school didn't pave the way" --> Grand Puba Nuttin like the old school "What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today if the old school didn't pave the way" --> Grand Puba Ain't nuttin like the old school "What more could I say? I wouldn't be here today if the old school didn't pave the way" --> Grand Puba Heheh... I had, Shell Toes, and BVD's A killer crease inside my Lee's when I hit the streets I'm playin skelly, ring to leavey, or catch a kiss before the homies in my hood learned to smack a bitch, I remember way back, the weak weed they had Too many seeds in the trey bag I'm on the train headin uptown, freestylin with some wild kids from Bucktown, profilin cause the

[2Pac]
Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die?
Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die?
Get it on till I die
Get it on till I die
Y'all, Y'all remember me
Y'all, Y'all remember me

[Krayzie Bone]
It's that Tupac (Pac)
It's that Tupac (Tupac)
It's that Tupac (Pac)
It's that Tupac (Tupac)
It's that Tupac (Pac)
It's that Tupac (Tupac)
It's that Tupac (Pac)
It's that Tupac (Tupac)
(Pac's home)
Ha ha

[2Pac]
After the fire comes the rain
After the pleasure there's pain
Even though we broke for the moment we'll be balling again
Time to make ya'll, my military be prepared for the busters similar to
Bitches to scary, get to near me we rush 'em
Visions of over packed prisons
Million's of niggaz thug living
Pressure's, three strikes I hope they don't test us
So pull the heat out, ammunition in crate's (shh)
Move without a sound as we slide down pistols in place
I'm sensing niggaz is defenceless I'm hitting fence's then getting ghost
Who can prevent me shooting senseless?
At these niggaz throats
Bitch made niggaz and that bullshit you going through
Outlaws busting while we rushing
We untouchable
Fuck you niggaz and that bullshit you going through
We Outlaws rushing you busting you
We untouchable

[Krayzie Bone (2Pac)]
It's that Tupac (Pac)
(Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die?)
It's that Tupac (Tupac)
(Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die?)
It's that Tupac (Pac)
(Get it on till I die)
It's that Tupac (Tupac)
(Get it on till I die)
It's that Tupac (Pac)
(Y'all, Y'all remember me)
It's that Tupac (Tupac)
(Y'all, Y'all remember me)

[Krayzie Bone]
You niggaz better not try to run up
And don't try to say we ain't told you
You're dealing with killers and soldiers
Nigga these explosives, trying to blow shit, running you over
Nigga controller
Whenever y'all niggaz try to roll up
Thinking I'm a ho, well, come and let me show ya
I'm a light up the rhythm like dosia
Dumping so potent, nigga don't choke up
Flow up
Makaveli The Don, got niggaz strapped and ready to bomb
As soon as I send the alarm, and when we're done
We've committed a red rum, leaving the enemies dead and gone
Leaving 'em niggaz head's blown, cause they know they dead wrong
When the shots ring out you know we're coming through (Know we're coming through)
Talk a lot with your mouth, well what you gon' do? (So what you gon' do?)
Shut 'em down, busters be knowing to keep they distance
Thugs don't fuck around
We get back at 'em so swiftly, niggaz is with me underground
Slug in a niggaz mug, reppin' Midwest Side
Niggaz if you a thug get your weapon, let's ride
Ride for Pac, Pac, get live for Pac, Pac, Pop off the Glock, Glock
The thugging it don't stop

[Krayzie Bone (2Pac)]
It's that Tupac (Pac)
(Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die?)
It's that Tupac (Tupac)
(Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die?)
It's that Tupac (Pac)
(Get it on till I die)
It's that Tupac (Tupac)
(Get it on till I die)
It's that Tupac (Pac)
(Y'all, Y'all remember me)
It's that Tupac (Tupac)
(Y'all, Y'all remember me)

[2Pac]
Only wish to breed
I explode into a million seeds
Ya'll remember me
Legendary live eternally
Bury me in pieces cause they fear reincarnation
Niggaz screaming peace cause they fear when my squad face 'em
Take them to places, stake they face then erase 'em and brake 'em
Murder motherfucker's at a rate and then quicken the pace
Blast me but never ask me to live a lie
Am