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Me Against The World

11 April 2015

Thinking of You

Author: Erin | Category: Lyrics|Music|Videos

Well, I know they say all good things
Must come to some kind of ending
We were so damn good
I guess we never stood a chance

Go on and find what you’ve been missing
And when that highway’s tired of listening
You’ll see I’m not that easy
To forget

And when a new moon shines through your window
Or you hear a sad song on the radio
And you don’t know why, but you just start
To cry

Oh, you’re driving ’round on a sunny day
And out of nowhere comes the pouring rain
And a memory hits you right out of the blue
That’s just me thinking of you

I’m not goin’ to try to stop you
Doesn’t mean that I don’t want to
If I know you, you’ve already
Made up your mind

So go on and go if you’re really leaving
Put a million miles between us
But you’ll still feel me
Like I’m right there at your side

And when a new moon shines through your window
Or you hear a sad song on the radio
And you don’t know why, but you just start
To cry

Oh, you’re driving ’round on a sunny day
And out of nowhere comes the pouring rain
And a memory hits you right out of the blue
That’s just me thinking of you

And I’m thinkin’ about the roads you’re on
I’m thinkin’ about you comin’ home
I’m wonderin’ if you got your
Radio on

And when you find your way to another town
If someone tries to lay you down
And a feelin’ hits you right out of the blue
That’s me thinking of you

That’s just me thinking of you..


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10 April 2015

Ambition

Author: Erin | Category: Lyrics|Music|Videos


 
The time is now, on everything
Took my heart away from money
I ain’t interested in fame
And I pray that never change
Ambition is priceless
It’s something that’s in your veins
And I put that on my name

 
Now I move with aggression, use my mind as a weapon
Cause chances are never given they tooken like interceptions..

 
My ambition to win, just to get me some ends
Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a Benz
I saw momma praying as she wait on results
It was hot in the kitchen can I wait on the porch
My father was missing, War Lord Oliver North
Life was diggin’ me deeper, I kept on coming up short
Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark
Who cut my power off? it’s time to move that powder soft
Not too many options when you coming from the projects
Sittin’ in the trap now you moving Cyndi Lauper
Girls wanna have fun, and a nigga with some change
And I doubt that ever change
Ambition is priceless that’s something that’s in your veins
And I doubt that ever change
Ambition is my shit and I put that on my name
And I doubt that ever change

 
For my ambition
Easy to dream a dream, though it’s harder to live it
They gon’ love me for my Ambition
Easy to dream a dream, though it’s harder to live it
They gon’ love me for my Ambition
Easy to dream a dream, though it’s harder to live it
Look, they gon’ love me for my ambition

 

They gon’ love me for my ambition.


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07 April 2015

#DebutofPG13

Author: Erin | Category: NBA|Sport

-Why come back so far ahead of schedule?

-Why come back to work when you have paid leave?

-Why come back so late in the season?

-Why come back when no one expects you to?

-Why come back when folks say it’s smart to wait?

-Why come back with so many questions about coming back?

 

“Because maybe schedules, stats and expectations aren’t the reasons I play the game.”

Paul George


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07 April 2015

Empathy for Khojaly: Broken Dreams

Author: Emily | Category: Lyrics|Music|Videos

My only one
Where are you now
Where do I go
My home is broken now

I will never stop
I will pray for you
Till the sun comes up

All the hurt and pain
Wont mean anything
If we just forget
Our memories wont fade away

A generation torn apart
The rain is gone but the flood remains
Nowhere to run to anymore
When you have been walking on broken dreams

#empathyforKhojaly


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06 April 2015

Paul George Returns to Action!

Author: Erin | Category: NBA|Sport|Videos

PG finished with 13pts/2rebs/2asts/2stls in just over 14 minutes of playing time.

Welcome Back Paul George!


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06 April 2015

Dumpin’

Author: Emily | Category: Lyrics|Music|Videos

Who you are?
One nation under a thug and bullet scar
Young nation no revolution and no cause
One nation young black and dangerous by far
Young nation just trying to get this.

 

Murderous mind state, can’t keep my nine straight
Sippin’ on this Hennessy, waitin’ for the time to break
Show up and motherfuckers bow down recognize
Westside, Deathrow, Outlaw Ridahz
Untouchable mob of pistol packers
Well known felons, labelled for drug sellin’ merciless jackers
Forever buzzed, roll with thugs and dawgs
Commence to lettin’ off rounds, then escape in a fog
Who wanna see me solo?
Catch Makaveli while he’s sleepin’
My mini fourteen murderin’ niggas while they creepin’, uh
Duck or you ass out, drink till you pass out
Ain’t scared to die, drunk drivin’ in my glasshouse
Niggas is under me, they bitches come to me
They heard the stories nigga now they wanna really see
Bomb first my motto, it’s fully guaranteed
Niggas is playa haters, label them my enemies, I’m dumpin’

 
When it’s on, I’m poppin’ off every chance I get
Out the window on some uptown anthem shit
I’m stressin’ but ain’t no pressure here, I been there before
Fugitive, task force, at my girlfriend door
Now they checkin’ our my bedroom, I ain’t there
40 Cals, extended clips, still, I ain’t scared
Outlaw, and best believe they won’t take me alive
I’m different and I’mma prove it if it take me to die
Knew that God had a plan for me
But he won’t be layin’ up in my casket to doing life in the can for me
Maybe I’m breezy or paranoid than a bitch
Me dyin’, you think I’d let them see the joy from that shit?
Walking dead, angel spend they last days by me
New Jersey giant like Dave Tyree
Young George and Jonathan Jatt, your guns clap
Mine’ll go brraaatt, soldier like Geronimo Pratt
And come through cockin’ the black pound
When they put twin towers up, Pac, I’m knocking them back down
Poster child cheque, Air Force Ones with the crooked dial checks
I’m supposed to wild sex
Money and murder, is all I breathe in my life
It’s full of judges and chasin’ enemies in the night
Through the Henny I see the eyes of the devil
G ridin’ with extra boxes of bullets to the nine and the shell

 

N Papoose


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05 April 2015

#‎WelcomeBackPG‬

Author: Emily | Category: NBA|Sport

Tonight, we ‪#‎WelcomeBackPG‬.


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31 March 2015

As Children Cry

Author: Erin | Category: Lyrics|Music|Videos

This one right here
This for all the young people
All over the world
Who are suffering
As a result of our mistakes

This for every child who needs love and stability
For every boy and girl who needs a hug and it’s killing me
To see young people so torn and abrasive
Being taught wrong no child is born racist
Faced with peer pressure
Poor education they’re made to feel less
So lets do more to save ’em
They’re behaving erratic based on needs and status
They just wanna feel safe
So they feed into habits
Now they’re smoking and drinking
They’re fucking and cutting
They’re depressed it’s a mess
But they’re just hunting for something
A way to feel good a safe place in the hood
Nurture all their dreams
Keep telling them they could
Be whatever they choose
Begin changing the rules
They’re our future
Teach what they? dont learn? in schools
More than science and math
Start providing a path
To the youth its not your fault you were dying so fast!

I see promise in our youth even more than they do
Some are bothered by the truth like a form of abuse
I keep warning them too, break the cycle and grow
But the history of violence is frightfull and cold
In the night they’re alone, in the day they rebel
Too many fights in the home, too many say they will fail
Its a never ending battle for acceptance and love
The pressure for respect and protection from us
Man just look what we’ve done project war with our guns
And at home we dont protect our own daughters and sons
Neglecting the ones who have the answer to life
The solutions to the problems we abandon at night
I will stand for their rights cuz their lifes are cheated
Continue to support them and fight for freedom
Its a crisis in sequence from these selfish victims
Their lifes are weakened by someone elses decisions

Look at the suicide rate
Look at what they decide
Look at who was irate
Look at drugs they subscribe
They’re manic, bipolar, the adhd
Our maybe its the world and how we raise ’em to be
Look what they see on TV
They watching too much
Mom and pops workin late cause the economy sucks
Teenage girls locked up at a crucial rate
Statistics show they where physically abused or raped
How much more can they take before they snap and react?
Hurt themselves and someone else another tragic attack
We laugh at the past then we hope for the best
But the past will just reflect the present knowing whats next
We messed up, toxicated dirty water disease infected foods drug abuse life caught in the streets
We’re forcin our seeds to take more than they should
So grown folk give em hope and make sure that they good


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27 March 2015

FML

Author: Erin | Category: Lyrics|Music|Videos

Wake up feeling like fuck my life
Life’s a bitch, she better fuck me right
Lost my love in this losing game
When the feds came, it’s like I lost my wife
Nigga losing weight as I’m losing time
See I took a loss, see I lost a mill then I lost my mind
Over-conversated with them hoes, overcompensated with them hoes
Overdid it like it’s over-time
Told her run the tab til she overdose
Alpina, Alsina, King Push like King Tut
Made niggas to you middle men
You get middle fingers, we don’t give a fuck

 

Let me tell you bout my self: I’m not scared to die
Been through so much shit, sometimes I wanna be in the sky
Wanna know how it feels to fly, wanna know how it feels to fly
Scared of hello, I ain’t scared of goodbye

 

I never thought that I would be here
I never thought I’d get this far
If they say life is like a beach chair
Then why am I sitting in the dark

 

Sometimes I just feel like – fuck my life
Fuck my life
Even when I’m up I’m feeling down
Fuck my life
Got niggas locked up or underground
Fuck my life, fuck my life
Sometimes I just feel like – fuck my life
Fuck my life, fuck my life…


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26 March 2015

RIP Eazy-E

Author: Erin | Category: Chillin|Music

20 years ago today, March 26, we lost a hip hop legend.

1963-1995

RIP Eazy-E

 


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  • Jessica: What is she singing? I can never get it. This is such an awesome and SIC song. I know all about the city trapped in amber.. was on the clinic etc. Ran
  • Edmund M Blohm: Great post. I am experiencing a number of these issues at the same time..
  • Gamze: such an inspiration
  • Nutragente: Thanks for finally talking about >Nike KobeSystem – Level 5 Domination - Serkan Çetinel <Loved it!
  • King Push: Hail maryyy!

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