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KILLUMINATI
by 2Pac
[2Pac]
Let it be prophesized; niggaz'll die because ya crew's goon
Around the way niggaz get murdered by the full moon
Heard it in whispered tones
Niggaz is bold and they choose to roll
I kill em all, watch now nigga truth be told
Westside was the war cry, look how they scatter
Niggaz dyin by my 30-yard, brains'll splatter
Wonder why these niggaz cross me
I'm certified crazy, so sick the world made me
Now diggy-die, everytime I ride it's for reasons
Hard to kill a nigga cause I'm comin back like Jesus
Bow down to my ill nation runnin from drug cases
Lookin at my congregation so full of thug faces
Momma gave a nigga breath, a life of stress
I invest in a vest and makin niggaz watch they every step
Label me a threat
and I ain't even got started with this shit yet
Thug style baby, hands on my pistol, listen I'm a ridah
Every nigga breathin pay attention
Bout to show you motherfuckers how it feel, to drop a body
The simple gun to my lifestyle, Killuminati
Chorus: Kastro + 2Pac
[Kas] Yo Makaveli they can't stop you
[Pac] Hold it down
[Kas] Killuminati and we got you, got you
Yo Makaveli they can't stop you
[Pac] Hold it down
[Kas] Killuminati and we got you, got you
Yo Makaveli they can't stop you
[Pac] Hold it down
[Kas] Killuminati and we got you, got you
Yo Makaveli they can't stop you
[Pac] Hold it down
[Kas] Killuminati and we got you, got you
[2Pac]
After the fire comes the rain, after pleasure there's pain
Even though we broke for the moment, we'll be ballin again
Til I make it yo; my military be prepared for them bustaz
Similar to, bitches that scary, get too near me we rushin
Visions of over-packed prisons, fiends and niggaz thug livin
Pressures and three strikes, I hope they don't test us
They pull the heater ammunition it cranks, psssh
Move without a sound, as we slide down, pistols in place
They got me fiendin for currency, the money be callin
It's like I'm - dreamin, see in season me ballin
Participated in felonious behavior
Cock the cocked fo'-five, snatchin niggaz pagers
Labeled a mark soon as we start, it was hard to quit
We started out drinkin 40's, moved to harder shit
God damn now I'm a grown man, I follow no man
Nigga got my own plan, and it's called Killuminati
Chorus (w/ minor variations)
[E.D.I. Amin]
I spend most of my time bankin niggaz
because they hate a nigga, comin across fake niggaz
But we made niggaz, old school and I'm thinkin
Y'all some bitch made niggaz and you steadily sinkin
O-U-T, L-A-W-Z ain't nuttin fuckin with that
We bustin back comin back for the stacks
Laugh last cash cash, all I want is the paper
Givin them fuckers tool whips, I rule haters
Y'all can't fade us, we kill steal and peal quickly
The boss niggaz, definitely, put it down strictly
E.D.I. Amin, until the law come for me
Kill em all for shortie, ninety-nine Killuminati
[Kadafi]
They got me thinkin strugglin and hustling's my only fate
Choppin grams on the kichen plate, tryin to keep that money straight
Times its world war three up in these streets sleep
But when I crack, hammer cocked back rapped in my sheets
My life's been crossed, crooked since a seed it hurts
Got a package from the devil, payin my deeds
Preocuppied by the greed, in this crooked life I lead
More funds to spend, or bigger guns to squeeze
Me and my thugs clock G's simpin naughty thangs
Real as these tatt's on my body, and it's Killuminati
Chorus
[2Pac]
Makaveli the Don until I'm gone, I maintain
Hold it down, hold it down
Makaveli up in this bitch, worldwide mash, Westside
Makaveli the Don until I'm gone, I maintain
The question we ask, do you know what time it is?
Hold it down, hold it down
You know what type of shit we be
Makaveli the Don until I'm gone, I maintain
You want that hip-hop real
It's that hip-hop that's real
Hold it down, hold it down
Hip-hop that's worldwide, feel?
Makaveli the Don until I'm gone, I maintain
Fuck with me nigga you get killed!
Hold it down, hold it down
It don't get no realer than this
Makaveli the Don until I'm gone, I maintain
What's my motherfuckin name nigga?
Hold it down, hold it down
My niggaz we all bad
Makaveli the Don until I'm gone, I maintain
What's my muh'fuckin name nigga?
Hold it down, hold it down
What's my muh'fuckin name?
Makaveli the Don until I'm gone, I maintain
Outlawz in this BITCH
Death Row at his finest
Makaveli the Don until I'm gone, I maintain
Repeat! Death Row at it's finest
Nigga, you know what time it is
Makaveli the Don until I'm gone, I maintain..
Outlawz..
I may look like a poser but fuck it I'm fresh!
I'm tucked neat, I'm sleek, copy that, I'm Zest!
Copy back, Um Yes, I roll with the best!
Studio 'a hundred and one' is where my fam is at!
I don't copy no style, I don't copy and write!
I steal and make em' mine, its called copyright!
People copy mine, cos they know I'm good with it!
Like I said, not a poser I'm just fresh with it!
S E V E N T E E N
RANDOM FACTS
well, i am 17 years old, aren't i? oKay, maybe not yet. but this year i am.
ONE I went to school with mum's black pants on the first day of school.
TWO I don't brush my teeth regularly.
THREE I wax up my hair with Gatsby Moving Rubber.
FOUR I'm a straight up MotherEffin' G.
FIVE Killuminati!
SIX I'm an Asian Nigga.
SEVEN Rap is ma Thang.
EIGHT I'm ghetto clothes-wise.
NINE That's why i wore my mum's black pants to Campus on my first day (JAN Intake 2010)
TEN I'm broke as hell.
ELEVEN Really.
TWELVE I'm.
THIRTEEN Just.
FOURTEEN Effin'.
FIFTEEN Bored.
this is a short poem that i came with to summarise the post below.really had the urge!
Problem lies within
every problem keeps poppin' out, and it don't seem to stop, nor could a pop-up blocker help but watch me drop, pull apart my dreams from time to time and the further it walks, it keeps a distance away,while I'm chasing the clock, Hope made me stronger, made me feel on top, like I'm the king of the world, except this time I'm not,
disappeared two days ago while trying to make it out,
god tell me why do i have to be in this situation now, why not later? why not never? why not ever someone else? it seems u like to target me, a weak-minded creature of yours, i pray to you, the one and only merciful god, but all i get is another problem after another one solved, Maybe its time i quit hip hop, god wants it that way, well I'll heed his words, but i wont end it that way, instead, I'll be my best, pray hard and stay out(till i die), same for hip hop, play hard day in and day out(till i die).
Stressed!
8:55 PM
well, first off, my mid year art exam is tommorow and i've not started on my prepwork yet. this hasnt been the usual me. haha. dunno why i changed my mood. but not to worry, i've got the hold of it.
just felt that i need to release my stress from the mid year exam streak. and what other better way then starting on another beat! maybe i'll make a south beat like T.I hehe. dunno la, after Phyr told me about how they roll, i feel like impatient to join the fam (Studio101). lol, i'll be made the assistant producer of ST101. but ofcourse if the others accept me to become one of them, then i get the place.
but i just felt that, it'll be a sacrifice if i tell Phyr that im not ready to be one of them. Because of problems back home. problems keep coming after another solved. i really wanted to join the fam, its wat i dreamt since i discovered hiphop in SG. however, time and distance has kept me and my dreams apart, seperated! a living hell!" if anyone reads this, if u're a current supporter of hiphop and livin in the east, pls contact me. i got food and shelter, ready with protection. Signin off." - chey like 'I am legend' summore...
Shit!
1:24 PM - Wednesday, May 6, 2009
yeah, shit! my B string popped out! gotta buy a new one later today... was just going to tune my guitar, suddenly in the process of tuning my B, then it popped out just like that...luckily didnt kena mata...lol
so today i was doing my midyear Hist exam paper and in the middle of the exam, Perut sakit!haha... Ofcourse la didnt go toilet, 30 more minutes left. maseh byk blom tulis seyy. I didnt expect to be so empty in the stomach...haha. b/c i ate nasi lemak yesterday night b4 dozing off. itu pun 12am gi makan. dari petang pukul 3 sampai 12mlm tk makan...mesti rase laparkn? haha...
then the best part is today morning, after exam, recess time. actually no reccess and can go home but what the heck rite? so i go to the stall jual NASI LEMAK! haha. AGAIN! was too hungry, that i ate with my bare hands and not the spoon and fork. [ORANG MELAYU katekan]...
Anugerah
6:03 PM - Saturday, May 2, 2009
so today i was supposed to meet Nazain at EastpointMall. But b/c my family ikut, tk dpt ah jumpe. So i have to be anak mak for the whole day.haha. at least dpt nampak muke dier dari jauh...cute!!! lol...
One thing i dont like to go to such places b/c ramai matreps and minahreps. boleh muntah siol.haha. (the HSA officers should patrol there, considering the underage smoking...) but becos nk support kawan yg masuk anugerah ni, terpakselah...padahal tk jumpe2, eh aidil...
lastly for anyone yg dah terase, gigitlah jari. haha
lol...entah
5:52 PM
korang nak kate aku hotstuff, silakan..haha mendaks siol laki zaman skrang tk banyak blogging...