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Posted by Sand Leaper on Nov-18-2003 09:20:

quote:
Originally posted by Streakfury
How can a man who managed to create 300 tracks have put any effort at all into any of them??



He didn't, that's why most of the stuff that has been coming out after his death has been woeful shite, cynically aimed at his loyal fan brigade to milk them for as much cash as possible. Not a patch on the stuff he did while he was alive IMO anyway. I mean who the fuck samples Mr. Mister - Broken Wings anyway?!?!?!


Posted by Dmatrox on Nov-18-2003 09:30:

quote:
Originally posted by Sand Leaper
He didn't, that's why most of the stuff that has been coming out after his death has been woeful shite, cynically aimed at his loyal fan brigade to milk them for as much cash as possible. Not a patch on the stuff he did while he was alive IMO anyway. I mean who the fuck samples Mr. Mister - Broken Wings anyway?!?!?!


Yea exactly. Theres a reason why Tupac didnt want certain songs released, its cause he thinks they dont live up to his standards.

The record company is making huge success and profits from these records.


Posted by Streakfury on Nov-18-2003 12:46:

quote:
Originally posted by Vivid Boy
and if each of his songs were not talented he wouldnt have been ranked 4th in the worlds all time greatest writers right next to william shakespeare


Not that I rank Shakespeare particularly highly, but who the hell compared Tupac to him?? Ranked 4th?? By whom??


Posted by A.J. on Nov-18-2003 13:02:

quote:
tupac was the best rapper in my opinion.



WORD!!!!!!!


Posted by Vivid Boy on Nov-18-2003 22:35:

quote:
Originally posted by Streakfury
Not that I rank Shakespeare particularly highly, but who the hell compared Tupac to him?? Ranked 4th?? By whom??




actually man im not shitting u...his poetry is taught worldwide in english literature classes..he was very deep and every word had a double meaning just like shakespeare...ill look for the stats if u want im not to sure who publicized it but its well known magazine...gimme a bit ill find it for u...ps by the way while ur waiting download boonie and clyde by tupac tell me what u think hes talking abt...jayz made a remix to this song not to long ago


Posted by TuanAnh213 on Nov-18-2003 22:45:

quote:
Originally posted by Streakfury
Not that I rank Shakespeare particularly highly, but who the hell compared Tupac to him?? Ranked 4th?? By whom??



i can understand you not knowing a thing about tupac...but for a rapper like tupac...i think its pretty damn good when top schools like Harvard and UC Berkely have CLASSES and COURSES designed to study his poetry, his lyrics to his music, his life, etc...how many musicians today do you know that have had that same cultural impact that tupac had


Posted by occrider on Nov-19-2003 00:11:

quote:
Originally posted by TuanAnh213
i can understand you not knowing a thing about tupac...but for a rapper like tupac...i think its pretty damn good when top schools like Harvard and UC Berkely have CLASSES and COURSES designed to study his poetry, his lyrics to his music, his life, etc...how many musicians today do you know that have had that same cultural impact that tupac had


Wesley Willis?


Posted by Matt on Nov-19-2003 00:28:

I don't think Tupac holds a candle to writers like Mary Shelley, Conrad, Homer, or even Shakespeare.

But, how can you rank the world's greatest writers?


Posted by moncster on Nov-19-2003 00:29:

My parody was deleted?


Posted by TeKnoHe@d2025 on Nov-19-2003 01:17:

quote:
Originally posted by Shook1
I'm sick of all these 2Pac covers and LPs and movies coming out w/ his name all over it. Its a sick desparate attempt for those w/o talent to cash in off of his talent. Now we have Eminem, Ja Rule, and 50 Cent talking about how 2Pac was and this and that!


2Pac's mom produced the movie I believe, plus the story is told in HIS words. Desparate attempt to cash in? I think not. As for Eminem & such talking about how great he was, why shouldn't they? They admired him, much as we admire people like Tiesto, PvD, etc.


Posted by smokeape on Nov-19-2003 02:16:

I didn't care when Tupac went offline, just like I didn't care about Osama or Saddam. Tupac was never into Trance, I never liked his music and I never gave a damn about him as a human being. He was never more than a piece of ghetto trash.
{{{smoke}}}


Posted by Teraform on Nov-19-2003 02:31:

Tu Pac was a credit to the Rap industry.... his words spoke more then anyone can truly understand.... his raps were thought provoking... inspiring... and deeply moving.... people always say pictures can say a thousand words.... well tu pac's raps said a thousand words....

He was the first rapper to come out and rap about real problems...not the stupid shit about blunts, 40's, and bitches...not like thats a bad thing.... but tu pac addressed real issues that were haunting the black community... sheading light to those pig head not smart enough to realize what was realling going on in the "ghetto".....

Tu pac...was loved and still is loved and worshiped by thousands of people... and not only black people...

His music still is very influencial to the black communities...and to a lot of new rappers.... just because 50 cent and Eminem talk about tu pac does not mean that they are trying to cash in on him... your looking at what they are saying all wrong... all they are trying to say is that his music influenced their lives....

Like previously posted it is exactly the same for those of us dj's at this forum and across the world that are influenced by dj's already famous....

I know i would not be in the position i am in and wanting to go where i want to go if i would have never been introduced to Paul Van Dyk's music....

I wonder if that is what people would say about me if i was a good dj and said in an Interview "Oh yeah Paul van Dyk is great...Absolutly love his music".... from what i have read in this thread is that some people would take that as saying that im just trying to cash in on his name....

Some people are starting to see very broad lines now a days.... yeah sure some companies are trying to cash in on Tu Pac's name but then again... not all of his music that he made and never released was that bad some of them were ok... so were great... and yeah Tu Pac was one of the worlds greatest song writters and rated top with his poetry

The man was a genious with his words.... "But instead i fight with my Pen" Tu Pac...


Posted by xtr3m on Nov-19-2003 03:40:

quote:
Originally posted by Mosaic
I don't think Tupac holds a candle to writers like Mary Shelley, Conrad, Homer, or even Shakespeare.

But, how can you rank the world's greatest writers?


PoetMag Top 100.


Posted by TeKnoHe@d2025 on Nov-19-2003 03:54:

PoetMag...hmm, I wonder if that poll is alot like the MixMag DJ poll...


Posted by malek on Nov-19-2003 03:56:

i never saw the other tupac movies, how can they be a resurection movie... heck, i never heard of tupac


Posted by J.L. on Nov-19-2003 04:12:

10 bucks says that in 10 years, we will have tu-pac impersonators who walk around the streets dressed as tu-pac saying how he's alive just like ppl do with elvis...

oh wait... it has already happened


Posted by hardstyle on Nov-19-2003 04:42:

re

quote:
Originally posted by kewlness
10 bucks says that in 10 years, we will have tu-pac impersonators who walk around the streets dressed as tu-pac saying how he's alive just like ppl do with elvis...

oh wait... it has already happened


2Pac Lyrics - Bury Me A G

Thug Life

Thinkin' back
reminiscing on my teens
a young G
getten' paid over dope fiends
fuckin' off cash that I make
nigga, what's tha sense of workin hard
if you never get tp play
i'm hustlen'
stayin' out till it's dawn
and commin' home
at 6 o'clock in tha mornin'
hand's on my glock
eye's on tha prize
finger on tha trigga when a nigga rides
shootin' craps
bustin' niggas out tha door
pick my money off tha floor
god bless tha tre-four
stuck on full, drunk again
sippin' on Gin
with a couple of friends
sayin' those thug life niggas be like major pimps
stickin' to tha rules is what made it simp
and if I die
let it be
but when they come for me
bury me a G

Chorus x2 -- Tupac

I ain't got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my mothafucken riches
even when I die
they won't worry me
mama don't cry
bury me a G

()

More Trouble than tha average
just made 25 and i'm livin' like a savage
bein a G ain't no easy thing
cause you could fuck around get crossed
and get stuck in tha game
and for tha rest of your life you will sit and remineise
wonder why it had to end like this
and to tha G's you can feel my pain
till tha mothafuckas gets born again

()

you thought I was a game kid
i'm not tha nigga for playin games
I let my buckshots rang
when I pull tha trigga on my gauge
i'm on tha rampage
makin' runs for tha devil
ain't nothin' on my mind
will get me in some trouble
i'm tryin to ride
no more loves
for me hard to figure
get a nigga, smoke a blunt
Or is a jury starts (break that shit)
I gives a fuck nigga
stuck outta luck
when I bust
pull me to my death
but i'm a G to tha enemy

Chorus x2 -- Tupac

I ain't got time for bitches
gotta keep my mind on my mothafucken riches
even when I die
they won't worry me
mama don't cry
bury me a G

(Stretch)

I got nothen' ta loose so I choose to be a killer
went from bangin' ta slangin'
now i'm a dope dealer
all my life payed tha price to be tha boss
back in school
wrote tha rules on getten' tossed
poppin' rocks on tha block was a past time
pack a 9 all the time
you wanna test mine ?
don't cry
I die before they play me
from tha cradle to tha grave
bury me

()

Straight Thug G
kickin' it with tha homies in tha hood
getten' drunk, smokin' blunts
a bitch said I was no good
I gives a fuck
I spend my time in tha dope spot
never had no time for no bitch
instead slangin' rocks
and bustin' caps on you punk ass marcs
fake ass G's
bitch niggas with no heart
i'm stayin' real till i'm 6 feet deep
so when a nigga gone
bury me a G

Chorus x2 -- Tupac

I ain't got time for bitches
gotta keep my mind on my mothafucken riches
even when I die
they won't worry me
mama don't cry
Bury Me a G

(Tupac)

Stuck on Full
Tangaray got a nigga high
lord knows I don't need another DUI
I led a Thug Life
heartless hustler
just cause I fucked
don't mean I trust her
now my pagers vibratin'
can't sleep
so i'm mobbin' to tha ho's house
pumpin' Isely
Is it cool ta fuck is what i'm askin
Bitch recognize game and start laughen
when i'm all in those guts and shit
prayin' that a nigga don't nut too quick
cause i'll fuck and get up and let ya know
i'll be a 10 minute brotha for a $2 ho
lots a ho's get mad and shit
I let a trick be a trick
you can have that bitch
cause I doubt if I change
tha games a motha******
real niggas turn ta bustas
Bury Me a G

Chorus x6 -- Tupac

I ain't got time for bitches
Gotta Keep my mind on my mothafucken riches
even when I die
they won't worry me
Mama don't cry
bury me a G

I ain't got time for bitches --- bitches

If Harward or Yale teaches that for kids ....







Then GOD HELP AMERICA


Posted by hardstyle on Nov-19-2003 04:47:

OK WHY

WHY WHY I HEAR FUCK< NIGGA
And he had some spelling problems too lol

Great writter, who don't know how to spell words?

Look how many mistakes does he make in this song


RAP IS ALL ABOUT HOES AND BITCHES


Posted by hardstyle on Nov-19-2003 04:48:

HAhahaaha

2Pac Lyrics - Don't Get It Twisted

(Mopreme)
Just 'cause a nigga come in he got style
Don't think I won't flip it
Don't pull your file
But I got enough bullshit to deal with
I'm rollin' with the thugs so
You must be on drugs to the head
Get your ass break down
Broken half baby
I'm a feelin' like a motherfuckin psychopathic
And if you got beef best leave it in the freezer
I'm no joke
Mopreme straight lo
And you could get smoked
You hook the shit you get stroked
And all of that
And later be back for your motherfuckin dope sack
Kid it ain't the type of day to play doughnut
Don't get your ass sewn up
Why you leakin on my blown out
Hey, you're mixed up like a bowl of nuts
You fuck around and got it twisted up
Boy, don't get it twisted

(chorus)
Don't get it twisted!.....

(Macadoshis)
It's the Macadoshis coming from the dark side
The park side where the O.G.s do ride
Ain't nothing but killers in the park
As many niggas lost they's heart
When my gat sparks
I'll bust a cap in that ass
Don't get it twisted
When I'm on a mission, niggas come with Mishy
You busters gettin disciplined
And you're comin' up short on your life
When i smoke you with this mac-10
When it's on it's on
Fuck it
I'm makin niggas kick the bucket when I check em' by inducis
Ain't no think to let my shit spin
You on my shit list hope you got a death wish
I tried to warn you but you missed me
You should have listened mother****** when i said:
Don't get it twisted!

(chorus)

(Rated R)
Niggas got problems about gettin shit twisted
They need to stay the fuck out of grown folks business
Kids get a kick out of bumpin their big clips
But don't front no shit that brought no shit that peace started
Cause I'm a cold hearted rider straight dunkin'
never through with my streets
Never hurt nobody but my heat
East side brothers don't hear me though
They'd rather get shit twisted and gather like hoes
Bitch make ass niggas when I caught 'em
Couldn't bust a drape if they wanted
They're soft like Charmin
But I don't sweat varmits
I suffer with my black group
Just a one-day murderer
On the motherfuckin Rudy Poop
I snapped his soul, son
Ain't no damn thing funny when I spray your ass with my tongue
And your mommy can't save you now
Cause you got the job twisted up
For fuckin' with a killer

(chorus)

(fade out)

THER+E GOES THE BITCHES AGAIN


Posted by TuanAnh213 on Nov-19-2003 04:49:

Re: re

quote:
Originally posted by hardstyle


If Harward or Yale teaches that for kids ....


Then GOD HELP AMERICA


question: you ever taken any reading comprehension classes? or are you just too ignorant? anyway

Tupac - Dear Mama

When I was young me and my mama had beef
Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets
Though back at the time, I never thought I'd see her face
Ain't a woman alive that could take my mama's place
Suspended from school; and scared to go home, I was a fool
With the big boys, breakin all the rules
I shed tears with my baby sister
Over the years we was poorer than the other little kids
And even though we had different daddy's, the same drama
When things went wrong we'd blame mama
I reminice on the stress I caused, it was hell
Huggin on my mama from a jail cell
And who'd think in elementary?
Heeey! I see the penitentiary, one day
And runnin from the police, that's right
Mama catch me, put a whoopin to my backside
And even as a crack fiend, mama
You always was a black queen, mama
I finally understand
For a woman it ain't easy tryin to raise a man
You always was committed
A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how ya did it
There's no way I can pay you back
But the plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated

{Chorus: Reggie Green Sweet Franklin w/ 2Pac}

Lady...
Don't cha know we love ya? Sweet lady
Dear mama
Place no one above ya, sweet lady
You are appreciated
Don't cha know we love ya?

{second and third chorus, And dear mama instead of Dear mama}

{Verse Two: 2Pac}

Now ain't nobody tell us it was fair
No love from my daddy cause the coward wasn't there
He passed away and I didn't cry, cause my anger
Wouldn't let me feel for a stranger
They say I'm wrong and I'm heartless, but all along
I was lookin for a father he was gone
I hung around with the Thugs, and even though they sold drugs
They showed a young brother love
I moved out and started really hangin
I needed money of my own so I started slangin
I ain't guilty cause, even though I sell rocks
It feels good puttin money in your mailbox
I love payin rent when the rent's due
I hope ya got the diamond necklace that I sent to you
Cause when I was low you was there for me
And never left me alone because you cared for me
And I could see you comin home after work late
You're in the kitchen tryin to fix us a hot plate
Ya just workin with the scraps you was given
And mama made miracles every Thanksgivin
But now the road got rough, you're alone
You're tryin to raise two bad kids on your own
And there's no way I can pay you back
But my plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated

{Verse Three: 2Pac}

Pour out some liquor and I reminsce, cause through the drama
I can always depend on my mama
And when it seems that I'm hopeless
You say the words that can get me back in focus
When I was sick as a little kid
To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did
And all my childhood memories
Are full of all the sweet things you did for me
And even though I act craaazy
I gotta thank the Lord that you made me
There are no words that can express how I feel
You never kept a secret, always stayed real
And I appreciate, how you raised me
And all the extra love that you gave me
I wish I could take the pain away
If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day
Everything will be alright if ya hold on
It's a struggle everyday, gotta roll on
And there's no way I can pay you back
But my plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated

Sweet lady
And dear mama

Dear mama
Lady {3X}

you want me to go on?


Posted by TeKnoHe@d2025 on Nov-19-2003 04:51:

Re: OK WHY

quote:
Originally posted by hardstyle
RAP IS ALL ABOUT HOES AND BITCHES


Just like the trance/electronica scene is about drugs or for people who do drugs.

Open your eyes you ignorant fuck. You think he wrote like that? Obviously that is a translation of the lyrics. The style is called ebonics or "slang". Every language has it.


Posted by hardstyle on Nov-19-2003 04:52:

LAST ONE

Last one and im done.

But how can you compare him to big writers like Shakespheare?

2Pac Lyrics - Shit Don't Stop

(2pac)
Shit don't stop (2x)

Game rules often slang to the right fools
Heavy hittin' at this mother******'s straight spittin'
Diggin' deep into your brain while tryin to explain
why real niggas need to stick to the game
It's the same got these mother******s changin' on me
Jealous-ass player-haters gaming on me
Look out mother****** homey-G
As in gettin' mother******s 'fore they come get me
Get down for the right for the wishes
Fake ass nigga, you in shit, for fightin' over bitches
You call that a player?
Straight-ass sissy
See me at my show nigga miss me
Cause I ain't tryin' to hear that bullshit
Got a pistol mother****** try to pull quick
And just cause i'm rappin don't mean I ain't scrappin
And if you clip when the shit happens, it don't stop

[chorus-] Shit don't stop...

(Y.N.V)
Now my guess is true
Them thug life niggas is a bull
Everywhere we go
The niggas trippin at the door
I want to dance with you
You can dance at the party and not get whipped (1x)

(Macadoshis)
See the shit don't stop
My 9 goes pop
Your body drip-drop
Throw that ass in a zip-loc

(Rated R)
Now you've been hauled away in a body bag
Get your Sammy D said how your blood got sneeze me

(Macadoshis)
Yo you fuckin' with a thug yo your ass gets plugged
With this hollow-point slugs
With ya under the rug

(Rated R)
That's why my deaf niggas don't play that shit
In thug life niggas be the craziest

(Macadoshis)
So when you think about fuckin' this
You better wear a vest
But it really don't matter
We ain't aimin' at your chest

(Rated R)
Nah we blowin holes in your motherfuckin' skull
Make sure your ass is smoked
That's all the fat lady wrote

(Macadoshis)
You heard that fat bitch sing when my shit went bang-bang
But it don't pay when i flaunt your brain

(Rated R)
Nigga, ain't no plain cane brothers come no show
In the casket
Git'n they ass kicked
And blasted

It don't stop

(chorus 1x)

(Mopreme)
All I wanna do is try to Mac the hoes
Spin bank on thangs sellin me a sponsor on my foes
It's like each and every one they got the look of death
I got my 9 nigga
Don't be silly
You better watch your step

(Syke)
And pussies we crossin when my crew is flossin'
Bitches we tossin'
And niggas we crossin'
It's like a murder rhyme when we hit your hood
It's all good
The punks? I wish you would!

(Mopreme)
Wouldn't better to just corrolate what we bust
Instead of kickin' dust
Gets a press y'all from nuts
Cause ain't no herbs here
And ain't no morgues
Beware of the water 'cause they full of sharks

(Syke)
But in every state
Niggas perpetrate and test
Where I come from fools die for less
And thugs keep thugin' till their casket drop
It's on 'till I die
And the shit don't stop

(chorus 2x)


NIGGAS IN EVERY FREAKIN SONG


Posted by hardstyle on Nov-19-2003 04:56:

Re: Re: re

quote:
Originally posted by TuanAnh213
question: you ever taken any reading comprehension classes? or are you just too ignorant? anyway

Tupac - Dear Mama

When I was young me and my mama had beef
Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets
Though back at the time, I never thought I'd see her face
Ain't a woman alive that could take my mama's place
Suspended from school; and scared to go home, I was a fool
With the big boys, breakin all the rules
I shed tears with my baby sister
Over the years we was poorer than the other little kids
And even though we had different daddy's, the same drama
When things went wrong we'd blame mama
I reminice on the stress I caused, it was hell
Huggin on my mama from a jail cell
And who'd think in elementary?
Heeey! I see the penitentiary, one day
And runnin from the police, that's right
Mama catch me, put a whoopin to my backside
And even as a crack fiend, mama
You always was a black queen, mama
I finally understand
For a woman it ain't easy tryin to raise a man
You always was committed
A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how ya did it
There's no way I can pay you back
But the plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated

{Chorus: Reggie Green Sweet Franklin w/ 2Pac}

Lady...
Don't cha know we love ya? Sweet lady
Dear mama
Place no one above ya, sweet lady
You are appreciated
Don't cha know we love ya?

{second and third chorus, And dear mama instead of Dear mama}

{Verse Two: 2Pac}

Now ain't nobody tell us it was fair
No love from my daddy cause the coward wasn't there
He passed away and I didn't cry, cause my anger
Wouldn't let me feel for a stranger
They say I'm wrong and I'm heartless, but all along
I was lookin for a father he was gone
I hung around with the Thugs, and even though they sold drugs
They showed a young brother love
I moved out and started really hangin
I needed money of my own so I started slangin
I ain't guilty cause, even though I sell rocks
It feels good puttin money in your mailbox
I love payin rent when the rent's due
I hope ya got the diamond necklace that I sent to you
Cause when I was low you was there for me
And never left me alone because you cared for me
And I could see you comin home after work late
You're in the kitchen tryin to fix us a hot plate
Ya just workin with the scraps you was given
And mama made miracles every Thanksgivin
But now the road got rough, you're alone
You're tryin to raise two bad kids on your own
And there's no way I can pay you back
But my plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated

{Verse Three: 2Pac}

Pour out some liquor and I reminsce, cause through the drama
I can always depend on my mama
And when it seems that I'm hopeless
You say the words that can get me back in focus
When I was sick as a little kid
To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did
And all my childhood memories
Are full of all the sweet things you did for me
And even though I act craaazy
I gotta thank the Lord that you made me
There are no words that can express how I feel
You never kept a secret, always stayed real
And I appreciate, how you raised me
And all the extra love that you gave me
I wish I could take the pain away
If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day
Everything will be alright if ya hold on
It's a struggle everyday, gotta roll on
And there's no way I can pay you back
But my plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated

Sweet lady
And dear mama

Dear mama
Lady {3X}

you want me to go on?


Whatever, most of his lyrics about niggas and thugs


Posted by hardstyle on Nov-19-2003 04:58:

Re: Re: OK WHY

quote:
Originally posted by TeKnoHe@d2025
Just like the trance/electronica scene is about drugs or for people who do drugs.

Open your eyes you ignorant fuck. You think he wrote like that? Obviously that is a translation of the lyrics. The style is called ebonics or "slang". Every language has it.


Well so far, yes he did


Posted by hardstyle on Nov-19-2003 04:59:

:(

2Pac Lyrics - Pour Out A Little Liquor

[2Pac]
Yeah
Pour out a little liquor for your homies nigga
This one here go out to my nigga Mike Coolie
(Light up a fat one for this one)
How you come up man?

I started young kickin dust and, livin rough
You watch you mouth around my mama you couldn't cuss man
I had a down ass homie though; we ran the streets
And on the scene at the age of fourteen, huh
I packed a nine and my nigga packed a forty-five
We drinkin forties, lil' shorties livin naughty lives
You couldn't stop us, long as I got my glock, FUCK the coppers
Hangin on the block, slangin rocks and makin profits
I couldn't fuck with the schhhoooollll life, I was a fool
I'll play that mother****** for a toooollll man
Tonight'll be the night that's what we figurin
Hustlin in the rain felt no pain cause we drinkin
Playin them hoes like manure
First let my nigga fuck and then I fuck that's how we do it (ha ha!)
It's two niggaz comin up out the hood
livin life just as good as we could
But since a bitch can't be trusted
Hoes snitched to the po-lice, now my nigga's busted
The cops whoopin on my nigga in jail
tryin to get a mother****** to tell
And couldn't nobody diss my nigga
Damn, I miss my nigga
Pour out a little liquor!

"My cousin died last year and I still can't let go" (4X)

This goes out to all you so called G's
Pour out a little liquor for your real motherfuckin partners
Don't let the drink get like that y'all, huh
Pour out a little liquor
Pour out a little liquor
What's that you drinkin on?

Drinkin on gin, smokin on blunts and it's on
Reminisce about my niggaz, that's dead and gone
And now they buried, sometimes my eyes still get blurry
Cause I'm losin all my homies and I worry
I got my back against a brick wall, trapped in a circle
Boxin with them suckers til my knuckles turn purple
Mama told me, "Son there'll be days like this"
Don't wanna think so -- I hit the drink and stay blitzed
We had plans of bein big time G's
Rolling in marked cars, movin them keys
And now I roll up the window, blaze up some indo
Get to' down for my niggaz in the pen, yo
Your son's gettin big and strong
and I'd love'm like one of my own, til you come home and
the years sure fly with the quickness
You do the time, and I'll keep handlin yo' business
That's the way it's supposed to be
Homie, if it was me, you'd do the shit for me
Homie, I can remember scrapin back to back
Throwin dogs on them suckers runnin up on this young hog
I hope my words can paint a perfect picture
And let ya know how much a nigga miss ya
Pour out some liquor!

"My cousin died last year and I still can't let go"

Look at you
Drinkin got you where you don't even give respect to your partners
Pour out some liquor nigga!
It ain't like that
Tip that shit over
Pour out a little liquor!

"My cousin died last year and I still can't let go" (4X)

This for my nigga Madman
Dagz, Hood, Silk yeah
A little liquor for my homies y'all
We in this motherfuckin piece YEAH
Pour out a little liquor
Young Queen, YEAH
This one goes out to all my mack partners
Back in the motherfuckin Bay
Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house
(Pour out a little liquor)
My nigga Richie Rich, Gov'na
(I don't care, Nighttrain, Henessey)
All my real motherfuckin partners
(Pour out a little liquor)
And all my real partnas in Marin, fuck you busta ass niggaz
Yeah nigga, pour out a little liquor!!


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