Beschwerde!

meine hose is putt, mein rucksack is bei basti und ich hab überall wunden... und ich habs nimmer gerafft mit meiner digicam fotos zu machen

schlechte nacht :D
 
Artist: 2Pac
Album: Greatest Hits
Song: Dear Mama
Homepage: http://hem.passagen.se/deathrow/

You are appreciated...

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 mommas 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 dadies
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 elementry, heeeey i'd see tha penatentry
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......

Laaaaady, don't cha know we luv ya
Sweeeet Laaaady, place no one above ya
Sweeeet Laaaady, don't cha know we luv ya

Ain't nobody tell us it wuz fair
no luv for my daddy, cause tha coward wuzn'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 wuz looking for a father--he wuz gone
I hung around with tha thug's and even though they sold drugs
they showed a young brother luv
I moved out and started really hang'in
I needed money of my own so I started slang'in
I ain't guilty cause, even though I sell rocks
It feels good, putting money in your mailbox
I love paying rent when tha rents due
I hope ya got tha diamond necklace that I sent to you
cause when I wuz low, you was there for me
ya never left me alone, cause ya cared for me
and I can see ya coming home after work late
ya in tha kitchen trying ta fix us a hot plate
just working with tha scraps you wuz given
and mama made miracles every Thanksgiving
but now tha road got rough, your alone
trying ta raise two bad kids on your own
and there's no way I can pay ya back
but my plan is ta show ya that I understand
you are appreciated.....

Laaaaady, don't cha know we luv ya
Sweeeet Laaaady, place no one above ya
Sweeeet Laaaady, don't cha know we luv ya

pour out some liquor and I remenise
cause through tha drama, I can always depend on my mama
and when it seems that i'm hopeless
you say tha words that can get me back in focus
when I wuz sick as a little kid
ta keep me happy theres no limit to tha things ya did
and all my childhood memories
are full of all tha sweet things ya did for me
and even though I act craaaazy
I got ta thank tha Lord that ya maaaade me
There are no words that can express how I feel
Ya never kept a secret, always stayed real
and I appreciate how ya raised me
and all tha extra love that ya gave me
I wish I could take tha pain away
If you can make it through tha night, there's a brighter day
everything'll be alright if ya hold on
it's a strugle
everyday gotta roll on
and there's no way I can pay ya back
but my plan is ta show ya that I understand
you are appreciated.......

Laaaaady, don't cha know we luv ya
Sweeeet Laaaady, place no one above ya
Sweeeet Laaaady, don't cha know we luv ya, Sweeeet Laaaady

Laaaady...[fades]...Laaaady
 
Artist: huxl
Album: huxl's hits
Song: dear soldi
Homepage: http://www.ichbrauchedrogen.de.vu

oh holder soldi, der du zu uns sprichst,
lasse nicht die innere zerissenheit des seins kraft erlangen,
wehre dich und finde den kern deiner macht im universum des molekularuniversalen teilchenevrstärkers

auf deutsch: halts maul :D
 
i wrote a message 4 my little Nigga Huxl , in love by a little gangsta nigga!

hey huxl im a little nigga , with little nigga boots , my gun is bigger as my right leg ,so on this gun is greater stronger , harter !
Always i called my little homies niggas , because they are my friends :).

On my Own u r my hero huxl and my friends do it 2 ya.....i relaxx and copy ur cooln3ss 4 my rapshow in the afternoon >_<.
Im a slave of the HipHop/Rapstylez on da Westcoast (O_o)....im a victim of ur skill3s , but i never call u biatch , cause u are my freind :).

in Englisch my litte nigga : SHUT THE **** UP!In love i`m a little Nigga , with little boots and a blue capi "s0ldi"!
 
1. ich bin deutscher, du bist deutscher => ?? :angel
2. ich hasse hiphop :)
3. hiphop stinkt :D

4. hör auf mir gedichte zu schreiben und verdammt nochmal, ich bin weiß :pp
 
Original geschrieben von huxl
1. ich bin deutscher, du bist deutscher => ?? :angel
2. ich hasse hiphop :)
3. hiphop stinkt :D

4. hör auf mir gedichte zu schreiben und verdammt nochmal, ich bin weiß :pp
du bist ein nigga hrhr >_<
 
Redman Smash Sumthin


They done let me out
They done called my name
They done read the four chapters..
.. now I'm back, Brick City, I've been born again
Master, hit the switch - Igor, he's ALIVE!!

Yo.. set it off
Set it off, yo yo yo
Let's start ridin, my flows bring the tide in
While John Cochran break your pride in
I shacked up before you married up
Took the ring, pawned it for an Acura
DOC, breakin the sound barrier
Hardcore bullet, fo'-fo' pull it
Got your camp runnin, used it for footage
Brick City suspects couldn't
Yo, watch me leap through trees
Attackin sharks in the Deep Blue Sea
Aim lock on, Goldeneye
War in the snow storm, with double-oh on
U.K. blow your horns
Put you in, I.C.U., gettin blood drawn
Doc did it, off an Adam F bomb
I move like Robotron, turn the lights off!

girl she had a big FAT ass
we smokin weed tonight, we smokin weed tonight, c'mon
What I want everybody to do right now
is blow your mother****in horns
Louder, LOUDER!!

Yo, if you want that shit (that shit)
That hardcore rough shit (rough shit)
Mother****ers, blow your horns
Then SMASH SUMTHIN, CRASH SUMTHIN
If you want that shit (that shit)
That smoke and **** a bitch shit
Mother****ers, blow your horns
Then SMASH SUMTHIN, CRASH SUMTHIN

Yo, yo yo, from hunger, to hungry, to hungriest
Pack two cannons by the pancreas
Your whole camp enlists, abandon ship
Push your knuckles up and dance with it
I'll shut down cops, steal they badges
Off of 'Operation: Kill Da Wabbit'
PPP niggaz be jackin cabbage
Looked in the camera and pull the mask up
Laughin at ya, yeah I X'd you out
Somebody help him out with mouth to mouth
You to me son, what you talkin bout?
If your third eye look then I gauge it out
Bitches **** me barely walkin out
For a thievin ass hoe mark it out
It's one mo' body in the hall for now
Verbal assault killer, calm him down
I open fire, made you retire
Hung your shoes from a telephone wire
So when I ride by, I brag on it
Paragraphs flower, toe tags on it
I plant a bomb where you pick your mail up
It's BRICKS, so y'all hit the fallout shelter
Doc, niggaz, bitches, jump up
Criminals, hustlers, hoes, jump up

HIP HOP RuLeZ
 
Hip Hop stinkt, ich denke viele hier im Clan sogar werden meine Meinung teilen :)
 
haltet die münder O_o.ihr kennt ja nur den chart hip hop , und der is wirklich shice ^^.

fahr ja eher auffer rap formation ^^!*_* also stfu ^^.......wenn ich irgendwann abhol mit meiner gurke und wir gc irgendwann mal fahren werdet ihr meine mucke mögen ^^
 
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