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22 September 2016

Heaven or Hell

Author: Irene | Category: Lyrics|Music|Videos

Some niggas go to college, some niggas go to jail
Some make it into heaven, some make it into hell
Nobody want to lose, nobody want to fail
Nobody want to die, nobody want to kill
The things we do just to make it through
But nobody want to lose, nobody want to fail
Nobody want to die, we’re just tryna live our life

Look, I got homies in the ground, skeleton and bones
And niggas doing life, they ain’t ever coming home
They said I wouldn’t make it or never see the throne
And my baby mama hate me cause she said I did her wrong
Cause I left to chase my dream, get it any means
I said that I’ll be back, she wasn’t listening to me
That back and forth arguing was getting in between
I said fuck them other niggas, I go get it with my team
If we all grind, we all shine, fuck a part time
I used to play the block early morning and dark time
Now it’s G5 flights, fuck a depart time
It was hard times, nigga now it’s our time
Just take a look at my life, rapping brought me back to life
Cause I was in them streets, my heart was cold as a pack of ice
Every night we strapping like we was in Iraq to fight
Cause niggas getting murdered for a block that do a stack a night
Woah, I got to make it home to my son
On them papers with a firm hold on his gun
Before I snitch they gotta burn a hole in my tongue
Give me a hundred years in a hole on the sun
In boiling water, in the world of no order
In the hood ain’t no loyalty, ain’t no world for your daughter
Ain’t no life for your brother, on the life of my mother
I’mma get the fam right, nigga you damn right

Yeah, I used to pop a lot of shit, now I keep it moderate
These niggas know I been iced out, hopping out of shit
Right now I’m praying for my son to get this scholarship
A nice university, one of these black colleges
Far as the hood go, I acknowledge it
But whoever ain’t a snake usually a follower
Luckily, I can tell a difference
My man coming home, my other man getting sentenced
Soft niggas usually send the hate through the bitches
Jealous Instagram niggas hating on your pictures
We dream chasing, y’all niggas walking behind wishes
Without working for it, not often you find riches
Some niggas find coffins others just find ditches
Just ask around ’bout the militia, they malicious
D-block, finish that and cop more dope
I’m two-stroke, you four-stroke
If you got enough cigars we can all smoke
Ain’t nothing all good when you all broke
So we could never be equal
Never bite the hand that’ll feed you
Never fear a man if he bleed too
Some niggas need a head shot, some niggas need two
Play sweet in these streets and they’ll leave you
You can’t see the devil, he’s see through


21 September 2016


Author: Irene | Category: Lyrics|Music|Videos

Est-ce que toi aussi tu as cette impression étrange de frôler l’invisible?
Que ton inexistence pour les autres est implicite?
Est-ce que tu penses à te sauver loin d’ici?
Parce que personne ne te comprend même dans les choses les plus simplissimes
Est-ce que tu sens le vide faire les cent pas autour de toi?
Te dire que si tu es sensible, tu porteras une lourde croix!
Est-ce que tu sais pourtant qu’ailleurs ce ne serait pas mieux?
Parce que où que tu sois ou ailles tes démons te rejoignent
Alors tu restes là, à compter les peut-être…
A ne devenir finalement que l’ombre de ce que tu peux être
Alors tu passes ton temps à te retenir
A partir tellement loin de toi que tu ne sais plus comment y revenir…

Hè!? Est-ce que je suis seul dans ce cas?
Pourquoi tous ces gens me passent devant la gueule sans me voir?
Psst! Hè! Ho! Hè! Ici, il fait très sombre!
Est-ce qu’il y a quelqu’un? Si oui, qu’il me réponde!
Est-ce que je suis seul dans ce cas?
Ne vous gênez pas! Dites le moi!
Je n’aurai pas peur dans ce noir!
Non. J’ai cette aptitude à ne croiser que de pâles lueurs
Oui, j’ai l’habitude, mais dites-moi que je ne suis pas le seul
Dites-moi que je ne suis pas le seul. Psst ! Est-ce qu’il y a quelqu’un?

Psst! Hè! Est-ce que des fois tu sens que la violence te serre contre elle?
Tu te regardes et te demandes à quoi ça sert qu’on t’aime
Est-ce que tu sais que tu n’arrêtes pas d’en décevoir?
Mais que tu as donné tellement de toi que tu n’es plus capable de recevoir
Est-ce que tu le sens? Cet abîme qui te sépare des autres?
Cet épicentre émotionnel qui te déplace les côtes?
Est-ce que tu subis ça? Hein?
Est-ce que tu sens ce quelque chose de plus dans ce monde pour lequel la science ne suffit pas?
Est-ce que tu tentes de l’atteindre? Est-ce que ça te défonce? De savoir dès le départ
Qu’ici personne n’aura les bonnes réponses
Mais tu ne peux pas t’empêcher de perdre pied
Parce qu’au plus tu les repousses au plus ces questions reviennent te chercher
T’est-il arrivé de préméditer un meurtre?
Et rien que d’y penser, en frissonner de plaisir…
Te sentir terrifié d’un cœur, qui te fait mal tant il se serre quand il est rongé par le désir!

Si quelqu’un m’entend qu’il me réponde tout de suite
Cette solitude me bousille, j’y croupis depuis douze piges
Un tout petit signe, rien de plus qu’un oubli
Un regard, une parole, un coup de cil, ou même un soupir!
Je ne demande pas grand-chose. Juste de savoir
Juste que cette solitude s’arrête un jour de s’accroître
En attendant je me plais à croire que l’on est tous les mêmes
Chacun ses plaies ouvertes mais on ne pense qu’à recoudre les siennes
Alors on s’isole, on se soigne du gros
Parce qu’on a peur de les rouvrir, on en parle plus trop
Alors on passe son temps à se retenir…
À partir tellement loin des autres que l’on ne sait plus comment y revenir

Non, je ne suis pas seul dans ce cas!
Alors pourquoi est-ce qu’on se passe devant la gueule sans se voir?
Pssst! Hè! Ho! Hè!? Je vous vois! Même s’il fait très sombre
Alors pourquoi n’y a-t-il personne qui me réponde?
Non, tu n’es pas seul dans ce cas
Parle-moi, parle-lui. Pourquoi tu gueules sans voix? Hein?
Tu as cette aptitude à ne croiser que de pâles lueurs
Tu en as l’habitude, oui. Mais dis-toi que tu n’es pas le seul
Dites-lui qu’il n’est pas le seul
Est-ce qu’il y a quelqu’un?


13 September 2016

The Road

Author: Emily | Category: Lyrics|Music|Videos

Tonight is long enough for us to dream twice
But I ain’t catching no Z’s, sing while I swing dice
There is a bet in every minute
This is what I sound like winning…
This is the Road between me and myself
Driving blindfolded down the highway of my hell
Standing on my own two, and I know my shit stank
But part of me everywhere, everywhere the kid paints
Hear me like a mural that be calling out your nickname
Never had no reason, like (why) we grown in the first place
Even though I’m still blind, I can just feel mine
The ladder gone grow and I’m tired, but I still climb
Poet and a prisoner, watch us both feel time
Hear the hollow in my headphones wake me up
Start the search for mine, and a sky that will pick me up
My name’s Fire, I am a friend of Dust
I am tying all the ends that touch
Now get down with it
You and I are same, but I belong here
Sense’s turn to sleep, now I’m lost in the chair
And I don’t want to search, I just want to find
And I don’t want to work, I should’ve chose a life of crime
Villain on his grind, living in a goldmine
Damn, this is a good world, the studio is all mine
Now, I see where I sit is the throne
From the shit from up which we’ve grown
I am built for the worth we’re owed
To the dirt where the earthly go
Ain’t no earthly soul
Now, I see where I sit is the throne
From the shit from up which we’ve grown
I am built for the worth we’re owed
To the dirt where the earthly go
Ain’t no earthly soul
Or maybe I’m tripping, I don’t really know
Maybe I’m slipping, blood up in my bones
The marrow of my mission, not bundles of dough
But breaking out of prison, this prison of my own
This is the Road between me and myself
Streaked in a gold with a glow that will make your eyes melt.


10 September 2016

Starin’ Through My Rear View

Author: Erin | Category: Lyrics|Music|Videos

Staring at the world through my rearview
Just looking back at the world from another level
Ya know what I mean? Starin’…

“Hahahaha, you ain’t knowing what we mean by staring through the rearview, so since you ain’t knowing what we mean let me break down understanding
The world… the world is behind us
Once a motherfucker get an understanding on the game
And what the levels and the rules of the game is, then the world ain’t no trick no more, the world is a game to be played
So now we looking at the world, from like, behind us
Niggas know what we gotta do
Just gotta put our mind to it and do it
It’s all about the papers, money rule the world
Bitches make the world go round
Real niggas do they wanna do, bitch niggas do what they can..”

Multiple gunshots fill the block, the fun stops
Niggas is calling cops, people shot, nobody stops
I wonder when the world stopped caring
Last night two kids shot while the whole block staring
I will never understand this society
First they try to murder me then they lie to me
Product of a dying breed
All my homies trying weed
Now the little baby’s crazed raised off Hennessy
Tell me, will my enemies flee when they see me?
Believe me, even thugs gotta learn to take it easy
Listen, through the intermissions search your heart for a plan
And we turning bad boys to grown men, it’s on again
I give a holla to my niggas in the darkest corners
Roll a perfect blunt, and let me spark it for ya
One love from a thug nigga
Rollin’ with a posse full of paranoid drug dealers
To the end, my friend
I’m seeing nothin’ but my dreams coming true
While I’m staring at the world through my rearview
See, I’m seeing nothin’ but my dreams coming true
While I’m staring at the world through my rearview
They got me

Staring at the world through my rearview
Go on, baby, scream to God, he can’t hear you
I can feel your heart beating fast cause it’s time to die
Getting high, watching time fly
And all my motherfuckers

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25 August 2016

Remembering Aaliyah

Author: Erin | Category: Chillin|Music

RIP Aaliyah

Forever in my heart. Continue To Rest In Paradise Aaliyah.
I miss u Baby Girl..



23 August 2016

The Violin Song

Author: Irene | Category: Lyrics|Music|Videos

My soul redeems tonight, celestial fight
Goddes of beauty, Venus vs Mars
It tears the word apart, no one can find
A safer place where we can love all night..

We go, we go, we goin’ right
We go, we go, go all night
We go, we go, we goin’ right
We go, we go, go all night.


23 August 2016

Happy Birthday Mamba

Author: Emily | Category: NBA|Sport

Happy Birthday Mamba
Happy birthday to one of the most amazing talents to ever touch a basketball, LA Lakers legend Kobe Bryant.
Happy 38th Birthday, Black Mamba!


10 August 2016


Author: Erin | Category: Lyrics|Music|Videos

They trying to tell me that aliens built the pyramids
It’s funny ‘cause they probably did..

Fuck I’m doing talking ‘bout pineal glands
Fuck I’m doing talking ‘bout pineal glands
Ancient ways of Sumerians
Ain’t nothing wrong with a righteous man
Uh, this is my Anunnaki flow
Oh, this be my Anunnaki flow
Yo, I got that Anunnaki flow
You are now on Planet X, I’m the God, show your respect

I’m the destroyer, and this is doomsday
360,000 years since I made way
Hey, I hate to be the one to warn ya
Your government knew all along
Guess they wasn’t tryna spoil it for ya
Boy oh boy, I’m hot to death, high as my magnetic field
Theologists preach of me but they don’t think I’m really real
All my angels up in here, all my demons up in here
I know who brought you in this world
They will take you out of here
The law of relativity’s cute, I even sunk Atlantis too
NASA on some bullshit, they always cropping out my crew
(Yep) and they be loving the crew
(Yep) yea they be loving the crew
I know that you heard about me, bout me way way back in school
Mayan calendars, you went to church, we all know Revelations
You see Porsches
Behold of pale horses galloping ‘cross the nation
Watch out for them Seven Seals, I’ll be in the sky
The Euphrates River’s dry so you know it’s real..

No man knoweth the hour of my return
It’ll be like a thief in the night, make sure your people’s alright
That’s right, the writing’s on the wall
They was only worried about Sodom ‘cause they ain’t have the balls to go against the gods
The only brown dwarf swaggin’
Cross yo sun just like a dragon
The Japanese know what’s happening
They was debating ‘bout Kobe and LeBron
The Bible or the Qur’an, they should’ve been taking cover
They said I’m red but gold is my favorite color
Witnesses agreed, they see me with wings when I hover
Might even make your pole shift when I’m skipping through
My orbit is a bitch on her menstrual
They underminded the prophecy of Daniel
That’s a bummer, now I’m at your doorstep but not for sugar
This that anunnaki flow, Enki and Enlil would love it
Serious as the war in Syria, bitch (?)

Global warming’s a lie, the moon is a satellite
Holographic universe we enter to the light..

“Back in the 1950’s – most people weren’t aware of it – but there was a scientific storm in America all through the late ’50’s – about this thing out there in space – it’s because the astronomers were all watching it, and that was back when they weren’t afraid to talk about it…”

Ayo, just in case I get killed for this shit
You got your heads up
Make sure you tell ’em JMSN ain’t have nothing to do with this shit
God bless y’all
Killuminati…all through my body
Blows like a 12-gauge shotty

I told Punch I’d probably get assassinated by the government
He probably think I’m sniffin’ cocaine and some other shit…


10 August 2016

Black Heaven

Author: Erin | Category: Lyrics|Music|Videos

Black heaven is a place where people like me go
Up there in black heaven, black heaven..

I know you smilin’ down up there in black heaven
I know you’re really proud of me up there in black heaven
I know you smilin’ down on me in black heaven
Thinkin’ of you til the day we meet again

Know Dr. King still preachin’ about togetherness
But probably lookin’ down sayin’ it’s irrelevant
Whitney Houston, she was heaven sent
A song bird prolly smilin’ right now listenin’ to her own words
Rosa Parks so much heart, she an OG
Know she smilin’ lookin’ at the blacks in the front seat
Bernie Mac jokin’ right now, him and Richard Pryor
Trayvon prolly lookin’ down sayin’ them niggas wild
I know who givin’ knowledge up there, 2Pac
He lookin’ down like what happened to this hip hop?
Biggie Smalls prolly swagged out, laid back
Him and Eazy talkin’ bout how it was way back
Nate Dogg prolly reminicin’ about the A-Trak
Pimp sayin’ prayers that Bun and Jay stay strapped
Michael Jackson? He prolly maxin’ and relaxin’
Him and Marvin Gaye makin’ a classic

Billie Holiday thinkin’ about the old days
Johnny Taylor makin’ mixes with the Ojays
Rodney King prolly thinkin’ bout his old ways
Thinkin’ bout how they burned the city down bout his old case
Malcolm X prolly wishin’ he was down here
To take our hoods back from the people who ain’t from round here
James Brown still hollin’ it’s a man’s world
But thinkin’ damn all these girls takin’ man’s girl
Know Jackie Neal talkin’ bout how people roll
Know Tooki Williams still stickin’ to the G code
Wilt probably still saying nobody broke his record
Mac Dre still represent as a bay legend
Know I and Bleek prolly talkin’ bout me
Them niggas prolly jam with Big Stone, out the three
DJ Screw lookin’ down at the culture that he started
Rest in peace Bob Marley

Where do my niggas go to when they pass?
And why do good niggas never last?
Some get addicted to the fast route
The hand in hand, you know that cash route
I pray to God that we see better days
I caught a record while the record plays
I’m thinkin’ Lord don’t let ’em carry me
See I know one day when they bury me
I’ll go straight to black heaven, black heaven
Yeah I go straight to black heaven, black heaven
Don’t let the paranoia get to me
Can’t take a trip to penitentiary
I make a flip and take the summer off
A half a brick? Now that’s a summer salt
I look to God, it’s been along road
I got my braid up, like a cornrow
I’ve been through hell, one day I’ll find my way
If not then maybe I can buy my way to black heaven.


08 August 2016

Free the Robots

Author: Emily | Category: Lyrics|Music|Videos

Dear diary, what a day it’s been
Dear diary, it’s been just like a dream..

Illuminati tryin’ to read my mind with a eagle eye
And the haze got me thinkin’, why?
We killed Osama and plenty innocent people died
We should see the signs, but we Stevie blind
No disrespect to the man or the legend, but
I’m sick and tired of askin’ my brethren if
It all ends in 2011
Would God come through or would he actually forget us?
Cause, apocalypse is getting closer
But they’re more focused on our lil youth sippin’ soda
Fuck the sugar act, niggas out pushin’ crack
And I lost my father figure because of that

So can I live? or is my brother tryin’ to gun me down
Scuffle a couple of rounds ’til we hear the thunder sound
No lightning, clash of the titans
And after the violence a moment of silence
Cause I want mine the fast way
The ski mask way, lookin’ for a fast pay
And instead of stickin’ up for each other
We pickin’ up guns and stickin’ up our brothers
So fuck ’em all, I’m comin’ through ragin’
And I won’t stop ’til Reagan is caged in
Mom tell me I should let the Lord handle it
The arm of the law is tryin’ to man-handle us
A man’s world, but a white man’s planet
And the doors are slowly closing while we fallin’ through the cracks of it
It’s a shame that flippin’ crack will be
The best alternative if you don’t make it rappin’
These crack houses and trap houses are trappin’ us in
And in the end we’re gonna remain stagnant
I ain’t havin’ it.



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