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Saturday, August 09, 2008

just for you stevi

  Look Stevi , you say that rap makes no sence  but you have to look at it in a different  perspective ... Kanye West and 2pac have the right idea ... in Family buisness hes saying that no matter what they are your family ,no matter what you have to love them forever . He said one morning he woke up with a new state of mind  with a new way of thinking about everything. he found a creative way of rhyming ,With Out using violents no knives or guns. That even if you said you did not do it your family will beleve you and if you did .aint nobody need to know cause of course thats family buisness . Hes saying you can love your people and still be manly  . You can act like nothing wrong in the world , and if there is  aint nobody need to know because thats family buisness, 2pac was rapping about why he did not understand why we rape our women , beat our women when after all we all came from a woman , and got our name from a woman so why do we abuse them when they do so much . So Stevi do you see that not all rap is bad .


Friday, August 08, 2008

family buisness

[Verse 3: Kan[Intro: Kanye West]
How's your son? (all, all, all the things, things)
He make the team this year? (all, all, all the things things)
Aw th-, they said he wasn't tall enough?
(all, all, all the glitter in that gold)
Yeah me we gon' cook this up (now gold is not a reality)
(real is what you live to be)

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
This is family business
And this is for the family that can't be with us
And this is for my cousin locked down, know the answer's in us
That's why I spit it in my songs so sweet
Like a photo of your granny's picture
Now that you're gone it hit us
Super hard on Thankgiving and Christmas, this can't be right
Yeah you heard the track I did man, this can't be light
Somebody please say grace so I can save face
And have a reason to cover my face
I even made you a plate, soul food, know how Granny do it
Monkey bread on the side, know how the family do it
When I brought it why had guard have to look all to it?
As kids we used to laugh
Who knew that life would move this fast?
Who knew I'd have to look at you through a glass?
And look, tell me you ain't did it, you ain't did it
And if you did, then that's family business

[Hook: Choir]
And I don't care 'bout (all the, all the diamond rings, diamond rings)
They don't mean a thing (all, all, all the things)
All these fancy things
I tell you that all (all the glitter) I'm waiting for
Now all I know I know all these things

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
This is family business
And this is for everybody standin' with us
Come on, let's take a family Grammy picture
Abby, remember when they ain't believe in me?
Now she like "See, that's my cousin on TV"
Now, we gettin' it and we gon' make it
And y'all gon' hate it and I'm his favorite
I can't deny it, I'm a straight rider
But when we get together be electric slidin'
Grandma, get 'em shook up
Aw naw, don't open the photo book up
I got an Aunt Ruth that can't remember your name
But I bet them Polaroids'll send her down memory lane
You know that one auntie, you don't wanna be rude
But every holiday nobody eatin' her food
And you don't wanna stay there cuz them your worst cousins
Got roaches at their crib like them your first cousins
Act like you ain't took a bath with your cousins
Fit three in the bed while six of y'all
I'm talkin' 'bout three by the head and three by the leg
But you ain't have to tell my girl I used to pee in the bed

[Interlude: Choir]
Rain, rain, rain go away
Let the sun come out and all the children say
Rain, rain, rain go away
Let the sun come out and all the children say

ye West]
I woke up early this mornin'
with a new state of mind
A creative way to rhyme without usin' nines and guns
Keep your nose out the sky, keep your heart to God
And keep your face to the risin' sun
All my niggas from the Chi, that's my family dog
And my niggas ain't my guys, they my family dog
I feel like one day you'll understand me dog
You can still love your man and be manly dog
You ain't got to get heated at every house warmin'
Sittin' here, grillin' people like George Foreman
Why Uncle Ray and Aunt Shiela always performin'?
The second she storms out then he storms in
Y'all gon' sit down, have a good time this reunion
And drink some wine like Communion
And act like everything fine and if it isn't
We ain't lettin' everybody in our family business

[Interlude: Choir]
(all the, all the diamond rings, diamond rings)
They don't mean a thing (all, all, all the things)
They don't mean a thing
(all the, all the diamond rings, diamond rings)
They don't mean a thing, a thing

[Hook: Choir]
And I don't care 'bout (all the, all the diamond rings, diamond rings)
They don't mean a thing (all, all, all the things)
All these fancy things
I tell you that all (all the glitter) I'm waiting for
Now all I know I know all these things

[Females:] (oooh) All these things (these things)
[Males:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
[F:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
[M:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
[F:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
[M:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
[F:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)
[M:] All these things (oooh) all these things (these things)

 lets get stevie out of jail


Saturday, August 02, 2008

keep your head up by the pac (lyrics )

Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the roots
I give a holler to my sisters on welfare
Tupac cares, and don't nobody else care
And uhh, I know they like to beat ya down a lot
When you come around the block brothas clown a lot
But please don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up
Forgive but don't forget, girl keep your head up
And when he tells you you ain't nuttin don't believe him
And if he can't learn to love you you should leave him
Cause sista you don't need him
And I ain't tryin to gas ya up, I just call em how I see em
You know it makes me unhappy (what's that)
When brothas make babies, and leave a young mother to be a pappy
And since we all came from a woman
Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman
I wonder why we take from our women
Why we rape our women, do we hate our women?
I think it's time to kill for our women
Time to heal our women, be real to our women
And if we don't we'll have a race of babies
That will hate the ladies, that make the babies
And since a man can't make one
He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one
So will the real men get up
I know you're fed up ladies, but keep your head up

[Chorus]

Keep ya head up, oooo child things are gonna get easier
ooooo child things are gonna get brighter [2x]

[Verse Two:]

Aiyyo, I remember Marvin Gaye, used to sing ta me
He had me feelin like black was tha thing to be
And suddenly tha ghetto didn't seem so tough
And though we had it rough, we always had enough
I huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke the rules
Ran with the local crew, and had a smoke or two
And I realize momma really paid the price
She nearly gave her life, to raise me right
And all I had ta give her was my pipe dream
Of how I'd rock the mic, and make it to tha bright screen
I'm tryin to make a dollar out of fifteen cents
It's hard to be legit and still pay tha rent
And in the end it seems I'm headin for tha pen
I try and find my friends, but they're blowin in the wind
Last night my buddy lost his whole family
It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity
It seems tha rain'll never let up
I try to keep my head up, and still keep from gettin wet up
You know it's funny when it rains it pours
They got money for wars, but can't feed the poor
Say there ain't no hope for the youth and the truth is
it ain't no hope for tha future
And then they wonder why we crazy
I blame my mother, for turning my brother into a crack baby
We ain't meant to survive, cause it's a setup
And even though you're fed up
Huh, ya got to keep your head up

[Chorus]

[Verse Three:]

And uhh
To all the ladies havin babies on they own
I know it's kinda rough and you're feelin all alone
Daddy's long gone and he left you by ya lonesome
Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else want em
Cause I think we can make it, in fact, I'm sure
And if you fall, stand tall and comeback for more
Cause ain't nuttin worse than when your son
wants to kno why his daddy don't love him no mo'
You can't complain you was dealt this
hell of a hand without a man, feelin helpless
Because there's too many things for you to deal with
Dying inside, but outside you're looking fearless
While tears, is rollin down your cheeks
Ya steady hopin things don't all down this week
Cause if it did, you couldn't take it, and don't blame me
I was given this world I didn't make it
And now my son's getten older and older and cold
From havin the world on his shoulders
While the rich kids is drivin Benz
I'm still tryin to hold on to my survivin friends
And it's crazy, it seems it'll never let up, but
please... you got to keep your head up

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Thursday, June 19, 2008

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Saturday, June 14, 2008

[ Plies: talkin' ]
Ay can I please talk to my
BUST IT BABIES real quick homie
,
Let me bring you in my world (Plies) and
Let you kno what I call a bust it baby

[ Chorus: Ne-Yo ]
She got me speedin in the fast lane,
Pedal to the floor mayne, tryna get back to her love...
Best believe she got that good thang,
She my lil hood thang, ask around they know us...
They know that's my (BUST IT) Baybayy...
Everybody know that's my (BUST IT) Baybayy...
Everybody know that's my...

[ Verse 1: Plies ]
If I wasn't married to the streets, it would be you
Your lips, what make you so cute
Love when you poke yo mouth when you mad to,
Save your numba in my phone under lil' boo
Like yo sex, but more in love with what you do,
Turn me on how you stare at me when we through
When you give it to me, I don't wanna turn ya loose
Scared to moan 'round ya, so all I can say is ooh
My favorite panties of yours, are the ones that see through
One with the pink trim on 'em, and they light blue
Speakin for da goons, thank God for makin' you.
BUST IT BABY, is what I call u

[ Chorus: Ne-Yo ]
She got me speedin in the fast lane,
Pedal to the floor mayne, tryna get bak to her love...
Best believe she got that good thang,
She my lil hood thing, ask around they know us...
They know that's my (BUST IT) Baybayy...
Everybody know that's my (BUST IT) Baybayy...

[ Plies: talkin' ]
Ay can I please talk to my
BUST IT BABIES real quick homie,
Let me bring you in my world (Plies) and
Let you kno what I call a bust it baby

[ Chorus: Ne-Yo ]
She got me speedin in the fast lane,
Pedal to the floor mayne, tryna get back to her love...
Best believe she got that good thang,
She my lil hood thang, ask around they know us...
They know that's my (BUST IT) Baybayy...
Everybody know that's my (BUST IT) Baybayy...
Everybody know that's my...

[ Verse 1: Plies ]
If I wasn't married to the streets, it would be you
Your lips, what make you so cute
Love when you poke yo mouth when you mad to,
Save your numba in my phone under lil' boo
Like yo sex, but more in love with what you do,
Turn me on how you stare at me when we through
When you give it to me, I don't wanna turn ya loose
Scared to moan 'round ya, so all I can say is ooh
My favorite panties of yours, are the ones that see through
One with the pink trim on 'em, and they light blue
Speakin for da goons, thank God for makin' you.
BUST IT BABY, is what I call u

[ Chorus: Ne-Yo ]
She got me speedin in the fast lane,
Pedal to the floor mayne, tryna get bak to her love...
Best believe she got that good thang,
She my lil hood thing, ask around they know us...
They know that's my (BUST IT) Baybayy...
Everybody know that's my (BUST IT) Baybayy...
[ Find more Lyrics at www.mp3lyrics.org/A38X ]
Everybody know that's my...

[ Verse 2: Ne-Yo ]
Yea Yea... (so now),
They say he's an entertainer, (slow down)
Your just one more, (he don't respect you)
He just gon' hurt you and neglect you
Well let em say what they wanna (yeaa)
I made a promise (yeaa),
To do you right and I'm gonna (heyy)
Girl I do everything I can,
To prove I'm a betta man,
Than ya friends think I am...

[ Chorus: Ne-Yo ]
She got me speedin in the fast lane,
Pedal to the floor mayne, tryna get bak to her love...
Best believe she got that good thang,
She my lil hood thing, ask around they know us...
They know that's my (BUST IT) Baybayy...
Everybody know that's my (BUST IT) Baybayy...
Everybody know that's my...

[ Verse 3: Plies ]
I just gave her a nickname, it's wet-wet,
Cause when we finish, she mess up all my bed set
She got something to relax me when I'm under stress,
Neva told her, or let her know, but she the best
She like to spell her name with her tounge on my chest,
If you never told me it was this gud, I woulda neva guessed
She full of surprises, I dont know what she'll do next
But while she sleep, I'll sneak and put hickes on her neck
And when she go, she shut down the hole set,
Love to see her in heels, with da slit in her dress
She like to do her own hair, get her own checks,
My BUST IT BABY, I keep her on deck

[ Chorus: Ne-Yo ]
She got me speedin in the fast lane,
Pedal to the floor mayne, tryna get bak to her love...
Best believe she got that good thang,
She my lil hood thing, ask around they know us...
They know that's my (BUST IT) Baybayy...
Everybody know that's my (BUST IT) Baybayy...
Everybody know that's my...




[ Verse 2: Ne-Yo ]
Yea Yea... (so now),
They say he's an entertainer, (slow down)
Your just one more, (he don't respect you)
He just gon' hurt you and neglect you
Well let em say what they wanna (yeaa)
I made a promise (yeaa),
To do you right and I'm gonna (heyy)
Girl I do everything I can,
To prove I'm a betta man,
Than ya friends think I am...

[ Chorus: Ne-Yo ]
She got me speedin in the fast lane,
Pedal to the floor mayne, tryna get bak to her love...
Best believe she got that good thang,
She my lil hood thing, ask around they know us...
They know that's my (BUST IT) Baybayy...
Everybody know that's my (BUST IT) Baybayy...
Everybody know that's my...

[ Verse 3: Plies ]
I just gave her a nickname, it's wet-wet,
Cause when we finish, she mess up all my bed set
She got something to relax me when I'm under stress,
Neva told her, or let her know, but she the best
She like to spell her name with her tounge on my chest,
If you never told me it was this gud, I woulda neva guessed
She full of surprises, I dont know what she'll do next
But while she sleep, I'll sneak and put hickes on her neck
And when she go, she shut down the hole set,
Love to see her in heels, with da slit in her dress
She like to do her own hair, get her own checks,
My BUST IT BABY, I keep her on deck

[ Chorus: Ne-Yo ]
She got me speedin in the fast lane,
Pedal to the floor mayne, tryna get bak to her love...
Best believe she got that good thang,
She my lil hood thing, ask around they know us...
They know that's my (BUST IT) Baybayy...
Everybody know that's my (BUST IT) Baybayy...
Everybody know that's my...



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