Angel

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  • Angel

  • 28 / Male
  • Bridgeport, Connecticut, US
  • Last Login: 2/10/2010

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Only God Can Judge Me Lyrics

Perhaps, I was blind to tha facts Stabbed in tha back I Couldn't trust my own homies just a bunch a dirty rats Will I, succeed paranoid from the weed And hocus pocus try to focus But I can't see And in my mind I'm a, blind man doin' time Look to my future cause my past is all behind me Is it a crime to fight for what is mine Everybodies dyin' Tell me, Whats the use of tryin' I've been trapped since birth Cautious, cause I'm cursed and fantansies of my family in a hearse And they say It's the white man I should fear But, it's my own kind Doin' all the killin' here I can't lie Ain't no love, for the other side Jealousy inside Make 'em wish I died Oh my lord Tell me what I'm livin' for Everybodies droppin' got me knockin' on heaven's door And all my memories is seeing brothas bleed And everybody grieves But still nobody sees regulate your thoughts Don't get caught up in tha mix cause the media is full of dirty tricks Only God can Judge me. "TUPAC"

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    We brave in the heart, playin a part, amazingly smart Razor sharp, futuristic raps, state of the art Takin New York cats past the stars First it was Nasty Nas now watch me turn a Apple into Macintosh Computer chip locomotion flow, la cosa nostra dough Hold your toaster low, business never personal Just some words to know - if you run the streets come in peace or leave in pieces Even Jesus was killed by the polices They crucified him now they inject us with juice to fry 'em Depends on the state if death is my fate then cool I'm dyin If that's my destiny it's meant to be Just remember to bury the motherfucker that bent me right next to me Aight crew?(No doubt Pun!)Aight then, let's fight then I'm hypened, comin with the thunder and the lightning Invitin the comp, ice on the arm Nights when I storm, snipin your moms, right from the Bronx Mic in the palm it's the ghetto God I rip a nigga heart out his frame while I scream TERROR SQUAD Be larger than life, my initials carved in my wife She said she'd starve on a diet instead I'm a God in her eyes The father of Christ, sure to be immortal Guzzlin beer bottles by the dozen with Devin that's mi hermano. "BIG PUN" Big Pun Pictures, Images and Photos




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    Rubber-grip-holder, reloader Come at me I'm a rip your soldiers in half Silver back ape, nickel-plated mag Young, rich, and flashy Young, bitch, I'm nasty All black clothes till ice lay on me so classy And every time I close my lids I can still see the borough, I can still see the Bridge I can still see the dreams that my niggas ain't never lived to see Tell them angels open the door for me From nine Berrettas and moving raw To chilling in wine cellars Sticks and humidors That's what I call mature That's what I call a g That's what I call a pimp That's what I call a gangsta To the fullest, shit I try to make more cream By every September 14th, that's my dream So I can be more clean, as I grow yearly I can see things more clearly That's why they fear me "NAS"

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    "BIG PUN"

    You know I'm well known like Al Capone, fully blown like Ton' Montana In a zone, sittin on chrome, stoned sippin on cham-pagna Rollin ganja up in bible papers, see how high the lye can take us Through the eyes of Christ, John, Elijah, Jacob I make the kind of green a hustler dream Bustin out the custard cream Viper custom piped up with the mustard seams Clustered green Fort Knox and hard (?) medallions Mockin God even Italians see my batallion pull out the broad I got the Squad over-qualified, pullin over Karl Kani Range Rover tilted, three-wheelted hydraulic slide Sparkin lye in the clouds and reppin my housin Like the Wu do in Shaolin

    "NOTORIOUS B.I.G"

    It was all a dream I used to read Word Up magazine Salt'n'Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine Hangin' pictures on my wall Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack With the hat to match Remember Rappin' Duke, duh-ha, duh-ha You never thought that hip hop would take it this far Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade Born sinner, the opposite of a winner Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner Peace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid Capri Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starsky I'm blowin' up like you thought I would Call the crib, same number same hood It's all good

    "TUPAC"

    When I was young, me and my mama had beef 17 years old kicked out on tha streets though back in tha time, I never thought I'd see her face ain't a woman alive that can take my momma's place suspended from school, scared ta go home I was a fool with tha big boys breaking all tha rules shed tears with my baby sister over tha years we wuz poorer than tha other little kids and even though we had different daddies tha same drama when things went wrong we blamed mama I reminised on tha stress I caused, it wuz hell hugg'en on my mama from a jail cell and who'ed think in elementary, heeeey i'd see tha penitentiary One day running from tha Police, that's right Momma catch me--put a whoop'en to my backside and even as a crack fiend mama, ya always was a black queen mama I finally understand for a woman it ain't easy--trying ta raise a man ya always wuz commited, a poor single mother on welfare, tell me how ya did it there's no way I can pay ya back but tha plan is ta show ya that I understand. you are appreciated
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  • Status: In a Relationship
  • Here for: Networking, Friends
  • Hometown: Boogie Down Bronx, NYC
  • Orientation: Straight
  • Body type: 5' 9" / Average
  • Ethnicity: Latino / Hispanic
  • Zodiac Sign: Cancer
  • Children: Proud parent
  • Smoke / Drink: Yes / Yes
  • Occupation: Cook
  • Income: $30,000 to $45,000

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