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10-20-2006, 07:24 PM
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Transition Ft. Pistol Banger
{Verse 1-J~Souljah}
fresh 2 death juss fails 2 express/ da sets of dis vet...simply put..i'm blessed/ i forgo da stress...which is moreover less/ den da tech...nique of da rest/ by 3 i put 2 rest tha belief of a red vest/ morbidly obese...i learned he woulda been met death/ n yes i saw em wrappin presents unda da tree/ juss 2 think i would come 2 smoke it 4 a nominal fee/ da drama is me...busted lip but it failed 2 bleed/ afraid 2 be preceived as da bitch of da breed/ i coerced compliance...but would neva take da lead/cuz dere would be no1 in front 2 shield me...intercede/ didnt plead 4 no1 juss rolled up mah sleeves/ it would be a long time b4 mah ignorance would leave/ in da crop i was da cream...sounds scerene yet da talk was mean/ but mah walk was clean...hip hop made me do a vice versa/ spittin masterful masterpieces..mastery made life less worser/ english flew out da window wit mah insecurities as a untouchable/ but now i'm crushin u...dis da vibe dat mah niggas hustle 2/ mah motha 2...embraced me..i'm comfortable...yet still in transitions/ conquerble {hook} we live life...n da life we livin isnt alwayz a given...listen/ we still in transition/ we read gods scriptures n flip it n try 2 live it...we sinnin...listen/ we still in transition/ dey hate 2 see a nigga lovin his life,juss trials n tribulations n strife/ we gotta get it right/ but thru da strife n da fights n da highlights of da vice of our life/ man we livin right/ {Verse 2-Pistol Banger} Make A Movie Out My Life, Life About Player Haters// My Words Are Slayers, Leave Ya Shirt Ova Face, Like Soccer Players// I Saw The Nigga Get Hit, He Said Leave And Let Me Die// My Father Left Me, Got A 8 Year Old Kid, Askin Why// Its A Beautiful Day, A Beautiful Life, God Must Of Blessed It// Until Im Sittin In A Fuckin Cell, How The Fuck I Get Arrested?// Went To The Store..Heard Shots..I Went To See// My Brother Was Killed, I Guess It Was Meant To Be// In And Out The Prison, Momma Get To Tellin Me What Happened// Why You Drug Traffickin, When I Go Wrong, Mom Its A Passion// I Said Im On The Grind, Hustla From The Get Go// 44 Blow, Lets Go, All My Fuckin Morals Out The Damn Window// Since My Pops Left Me To Be A Bastard, I Guess You Gotta Talk To God// Takin Care Of My Brothers Kid, Well I Guess God Put Me Against All Odds// Start Over, Forget Ya Self, But Sumtimes You Cant Let Ya Self// For My 8th Birthday, My Dad Got Me A Gun, He Said Protect Ya Self// {hook} we live life...n da life we livin isnt alwayz a given...listen/ we still in transition/ we read gods scriptures n flip it n try 2 live it...we sinnin...listen/ we still in transition/ dey hate 2 see a nigga lovin his life,juss trials n tribulations n strife/ we gotta get it right/ but thru da strife n da fights n da highlights of da vice of our life/ man we livin right/ {Verse 3-J~Souljah} dey say if u knock at da devils door...sumbody gotta answer it/ but no it's like i'm social security out 4 child support...i cant handle/ how can u manage it....tried 2 paint murals wit poems..dey deemed me a vandalist/ da truth shall come 2 da lime-light but dis apocolyptic time only got 1 candle lit/ mine...i shine...continue 2 blur da lines of reality juss wit 1 rhyme/ da sunshine's sumblime...it sneaks up behind when i commited a crime/ i juss rhyme 2 pass da time n maintain dis state of mind/ but dis state of mind lays on broken steps left behind/ so rewind dey say if u knock at da devils door...sumbody gotta answer it/ but no it's like i'm social security out 4 child support...i cant handle/ how can u manage it....tried 2 paint murals wit poems..dey deemed me a vandalist/ da truth shall come 2 da lime-light but dis apocolyptic time only got 1 candle lit/ mine...i shine...continue 2 blur da lines of reality juss wit 1 rhyme/ da sunshine's sumblime...it sneaks up behind when i commited a crime/ i juss rhyme 2 pass da time n maintain dis state of mind/ but dis state of mind lays on broken steps left behind/ |
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10-20-2006, 07:30 PM
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Yo Uppin This Shit..LA:R
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10-21-2006, 11:05 AM
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Uppin This, COme On Niggas You Kno You Love It
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10-21-2006, 01:56 PM
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Banned
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*zZzZzZzZzZz....wakes up...guess i slept on this*
LOL nice shit by both.....the concept worked out well....spinna tried somethin new and it worked...much respect |
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10-21-2006, 04:37 PM
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thx 4 da feed duke
i'm bout 2 juss say fuck dis site... i'm gettin slept on 2 much ~1~ |
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