Thug Livin`

utorak, 29.05.2007.

LEGACY

Tru depression
Pass over mind station hear statments
Kill sick thoghts
Dont live black
Do first and be tru, refuse lay in shadow
Dont harm on findin path
Its me lonelly again hearin thoughts livin black
Oposit from shit you got it
On paper , aired
Lost every touch on reality see future fucked up
Still strong stay
I hear mind laugh me tellin
„what is worth when you will end in psychopath“
Life around me never drop on my point
I cant relax after joint and brews this stress
Realy swets
I`ll turn in alchocolic without feelin it taste
Fuck my community they brought me pain
What is sense 2 have unity
If you feel as outlaw like dont belong
Shit doesnt make you stronger just tired more
Not eaven realistic
Full of hate try mash enemies like bisquits
And drink then shit out and laugh
I see
Killaz in White house legends gun down
Favorite rappers sell
And you got drugged miss heard lyrcis fans
It aint time 2 blame
Let we rather put aside hate and react 2 save this bit that left
No more coppyn sound fake
Hear me and lead tru world
From you review and eyes
Let me see how I rhyme when you say word
Lets continue what has started by Shakur
This is 4 yours and you


29.05.2007. u 23:31 • 2 KomentaraPrint#

New Strength


Another day in Thug Livin
different sceens seen and people meetin
Im feelin
like they already been met
struggle helps me 2 relate
we all wish best
4 ourselfs and ours
now tell me how much you do create
all I see hate leads 2 killien
excuse me let me pass tru
I dont want be a viillan
no much 2 do in Split
when thunders are heard and rain sips
I wonder
are we curse and will we make free
so much questions 2 ask
less answers this aint state 4 me
I demand better not cause Im good or smart
cause we need 2 grow
I refuse see my children from evil fear
or illen and bit other over nationality and appeal
why do you afraid leave shadow be own man
is it hard
does, but die as soldier
then skicofrenic comender with imaginated orders
life is road
watch how 2 cross or take turn
Their will be times when you feel on top of world
its temperary
cause world is around
we are always on top
just notice as well as we noticein when we`re down
stand up
head up and go
tears and stress lern from but dont hang on
case life will start look just raw
hear me
you roller, and belive
livin 4 others and yourself
isnt just Heaven path
its human need
as people around bed before your death
thats how it is

29.05.2007. u 14:51 • 0 KomentaraPrint#

ponedjeljak, 28.05.2007.

IT`S ALL ABOUT YOU


Practible let be
another human being
why are we, jealous and mad
especially
if success`s by sport and rap
enyness we care
but not rage
or jealousy
that`s how we meet
hennesy and bring out kids
raise in poverty
feed with hate
20 years after
daughter can`t close her legs
plus we got nerv
2 seek bless
God blame
and curse energetic
all ever God made it
time 2 ressuract
way we`re livin
is unbelivable wrong
on paths stuck
between tone of rocks
scream help
we only hear
laugh and see their glades
effulgance we left
cause its out money
I know world made you scared
just admit
and then
let we enter in your hurt
2 help you
keep head up and breath
we aint playin Gods
just have been
in that state of mind
know what devil
is capable 2 create
my religion is weak
but I
still pray and always will
and only stop
on day Im gone or killed
cause means
I made out
this hate
root jealousy and
no shame
hypocrisity
let my words pass tru
your body like electricity
then look up
It gon mean
finnally you did feel
us
Mc`s and rappers
DJ`s and beats
poetry and passion
hard you accept
but you feel upon you
some sort of bless
look in sky
what`d you see
above is life
4 you and me dont denie
I see hope
in your tired eyes
you are free and full of
strength
ready 2 fight evil
cause you know
how evil ends
but dont you
see world
in wars and drug
belive in good
always try in love
cause no one ever this life
had survived

28.05.2007. u 16:56 • 0 KomentaraPrint#

petak, 25.05.2007.

Im rushin at Bush and rest of killaz


Keep your head up
so I don`t miss
when pump fist and
break you neck murda
You are borned cursed
live 2 kill
shard souls from old folks and lil kids
on the end
when comes glorius death
you really start feel life
and you feel
corrupted corps
that
Devil doesn`t want in underground
or God at sky we know
who jr. Edgar was
with plan 2 exterminate black life
instead Clinton
Tupac licked shots
I see
youngs grow without dads
widows shed tears
joursnalist bleed so we could see child skinny
eats garbage
and still America got homeless that starvin
fuck you US gouverment
4 bringin down Croatia state
fuck you Bush
4 world trade center made collapsed
that motha is son of evil
Grim reaper refuse 2 kill`im
Person is borned crazy
medications help`im
but person is drove crazy
and state names him as unstable
that liars don`t give fuck about us
those who are
now gone or missin
world won`t see 22nd century unless change
we are so poisen and sick
if space could puke us out
probablly by now he would do it
Dear God
you got hives and stress
I pray 4 you
cause you die every day
more
it ain`t easy
if you are aware
my people
my dawgs, girls and boys
don`t be scared
each other 4 hell start 2 prepare
we were always in
just now have noticed flames
commin forward
holdin our names
we all equal
so power 2 the people till we alive
lets feel it
till we can still
barely shine




25.05.2007. u 00:55 • 0 KomentaraPrint#

četvrtak, 24.05.2007.

SITH(Situation In Town Homeboy)


What`s purpose 2 make
when you hear statment
wasn`t hard 4 someone
who never ate once per 2 days
I didn`t cry
durin` prays, my anger was leashin
yellin at God
screamin and blame
aware he can drain my life
I ain`t scared
speakin out mind
he can block it
speakin with hurt
he can lay hand
and stop it bumpin
at time from rage
I`m blind
aragant livin
made me closed
doesn`t watch myself or mine
so I`m stealin subtetly
stealth around soft-string
moment
when find is BUM!
I have spoken
mothefuckas
try 2 play smart guy
since ain`t gon happen
I`m left out
just cause I ain`t down
been stupid and dump
descreption of my town
yeah very fucked up
tell me
mentalitty you use
makes you hot and star
sorry but way isn`t workin
all I see
backstabbers
and evil lurkin
plus people turnin
in somethin they are not
just could be in peace
one of days
mixed fake with conditional
love
I speak from hurt
but hypocritical people
watch me on way 2 be known
and crticical`s step by step
will try 2 rip me off
do you hear?
how hate moves
attacks
you better change shoes
cause those will hit you
in head 2

Chorusx5[each time fades out more]
I don`t know
why it happens
but does
if could have state artillery
wouldnt be enough
this way of livin
2 stop

[verse2]
You made me sick
all I see I try 2 be
If could soul shard
probablly
whole day would
souls takin
just 2 be
respected and afraided
here mothefuckas
see you sinkin
they`re watchin
ain`t gon help it
just build reputation
on your emotional day
animals
would sex you dead
hang out with you
only if you`re payed
like ho`s
this male bitches
make me polish glock
shine knife and sharp
start be logical
stop be selfish
open book before followin
ideology and signs wearin
we all got 2 go
start inner askin
or I start stabbin till you bleed goodness
compare me with
Freddy Kruger, he gon look as
innocent baby
7 A.M some lady
shocked scream
"murda murda"
ain`t go furtha
victim is you coolA(er)

Chorusx5[each time fades out more]
I don`t know
why it happens
but does
if could have state artillery
wouldnt be enough
this way of livin
2 stop

[outro]
It`s emberess how we live
I`m not talkin about
music, fashion and jobs
I`m talkin about us
as humans
backstabbers, selfish
over arrogent, unthankful
never setifised
not eaven tryin be we
accusin others
as fakers as fools
don`t point finger
at their parents or yours
point finger at yourself
4 not helpin them or
yourself

Chorusx5[each time fades out more]
I don`t know
why it happens
but does
if could have state artillery
wouldnt be enough
this way of livin
2 stop

24.05.2007. u 02:36 • 1 KomentaraPrint#

srijeda, 23.05.2007.

AROUND THE WORLD


[INTRO-TALKING]
So.... I have 2 ask some questions

[chorus/refren]
How many years
I need 2 spend on this planet
How many tears
need 2 shed before go back home in Heaven
How many fears I need 2 pass
this`s everyday in life of rebel
would I be unthankful
If ask
livin my life better

[verse1]
Check it
life was never easy
as leather
we`re breakin 4 own better
others pass and take it
like all out work we made
was just playin
truth remains hidden and week
our hopes not many
after we die
lets pray 2 come on sceen
or soldiers death
in-vain would be
broken homes and dreams
stolen life
mother on child`s body
cries and scream
and game still haven`t gon far
robbin, kills and tricks
people starvin
some don`t live just
fallin apart
in bussines in carrier
heart dies
cause only money
can show us in light
and make us 2 fly
when I`m tired
feel crazy 2 be called psycho
I look sky
seek thug`s mansion
where in peace
we chill and homies
rolls weed and girls drink
if community has 2 learn
deal problem
then let me
care MAC 11
to shoot every motherefucker
that brings trouble
don`t tell me
it`s good when`s not
don`t tell me
after all shit I see
thing gon be alright
trapped, in-slaved
in own state
I ain`t go wait hundreds of years
I`ll strike right back

[chorus/refren]
How many years
I need 2 spend on this planet
How many tears
need 2 shed before go back home in Heaven
How many fears I need 2 pass
this`s everyday in life of rebel
would I be unthankful
If ask
livin my life better

[verse2]
All I see
hate borns hate
grown in racist
school in hypocrisity
have you seen pictu(re)
don`t worry you ain`t saint
probablly you care it whitya
think before pointin` finga
we all stuck
just someone hides well
others admit they`re hard
callin help from hell
and those cool
fake smile act livin swell
words`re my legal justifed weapon
2 protect
come talk me in face
watch your neck
not threat but let you know
life means shit 2 me
police will take mine
but I`ll snatch yours
my rage made me patient
wait you alone
catch you in dark
now you feel scared
as me against world
lick shots
no mercy
like I give care 4 God
and Heaven, he cursed me
I`m standin on bout legs
try 2 hurt me
I still stay
lock and load AK
start kill y`all in my way
this`s 4 children
who stress
only can live depressed feel pain
it`s 21st century picture
between youth and world today
time 2 change
God bless them

[chorus/refren]
How many years
I need 2 spend on this planet
How many tears
need 2 shed before go back home in Heaven
How many fears I need 2 pass
this`s everyday in life of rebel
would I be unthankful
If ask
livin my life better

23.05.2007. u 10:11 • 0 KomentaraPrint#

ponedjeljak, 21.05.2007.

HOPELESS


In back of mind
different type pictures develop
in same time there are ideas that help us to sell of
talents, if not careful us
do you see?
it always have been
we against each other and us
Moments don`t make me hopeful
they hard
by questions full, no one responds
Im just a baby boy in grown game
will I ever grow
or die lonelly and insayn
Young kids think It`s cool drop out school and dill
fakes act relationship so noticed could be
but real people know
doesn`t mean you poor or rich
inside and outside is other type of life
Most of us dead inside or broke
Will we every be healed
or just in-front Heaven gate`s recairnated
If Im not on way to right answer
then way past is not fadein`?

21.05.2007. u 23:49 • 0 KomentaraPrint#

Future


What`s the future
of kid who vitnessed deaths and broken hurts
what`s worth
livin if someon puts you down on his list
without tries 2 see who you are

I speak
in name of livin normal life
since I wasn`t able do it
I start dream alot
It pulled me far away I have lost
between sky and earth
there are times where I can`t relate with my hero
Im simply borned 2 live cursed

Tears are warm and long
face doesn`t change
my swallows are bit harder
and pain have started sorry me
It went 2 hard
Im hopless
my angel guard put hands up
and left me alone in dark

Dreams stopped poppin up
in early age
smile turned in long face filled by rage
I hear
heros talkin turn new page
I see friends love me but they week
Im 2 far away by them 2 helped be
and what`s Thug`s future
well
don`t ask me

21.05.2007. u 00:23 • 0 KomentaraPrint#

nedjelja, 20.05.2007.

Why did you handcuff me?


I throw
facts and stats in-front face
town full of rednecks
my reality is alter-space
in peace where I chill
talk free, laugh
enjoyment time
listen other`s talk and rhyme
I`m smiled
it`s all good
pass tru placeses
not watchin fools over sholder
struggle turned in work
no more young soldiers
fallin in early age
I ain`t talkin
bout perfect world
belive or not
split fits descreption
without folk jerks
do normal fun
without startin fights
cause of long hair
cause of dress
split would start be
1st place in country
but picture`s
upside-down fuck it
I do somethin
talk, advise, listen and learn
tring to pull best of us
cause I belive
we all good
never understand
is scary
try somethin new
is sin
to other good plans admit
if does
then fuck y`all
thanks 2 you I`m handcuffed

20.05.2007. u 00:15 • 1 KomentaraPrint#

subota, 19.05.2007.

MY TEXTBOOK (dedicated 2 Tiona)


I heard
theory`bout masks
groups of people
who change game
by not been
real with themselfs
down road
in group I see
my reflection
I don`t ask how could
be
I never started or
enjoyed
things I couldn`t do
as done been
eaven when I write
sick brain
crazy thinks
now you tell me
where`s vein of strength
we grow up
feel desolated but truth is
we changed souls
4 vills, pools
showbiz and much more that marks
your year of been cleary lost
I attack at any cause
this lifestyle
world brought picture
every kind of
misery, poverty and pain
hell
I sorry people in my state
4 thinkin`
they live fly and cool
actually
they dissguided and lied to
why can we just dream
on parties, fly livin`
if USA got it all
but key is-nobody cares
from our gouverment
blind, trapped in Balkan
hopeleslly remain
I say
let`s teach youngsters
to not be hate fuckaz
and start be
proud mothefuckaz with fake ID
I would honored if`d see
kids in my old days
might be
what are diserved
playfull and free
no more hates on
states
cause who lose is
we

19.05.2007. u 16:11 • 1 KomentaraPrint#

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Words are weapon (RHYME PLAYIN`)

I spit like spitfire
burned your hause with family in
entire
you dead broke from head 2 toe
I clap you as pimp gives backslap 2 hoe
dont sass me
might turned in
O.J case
I smack fake bitchez
blast chumps
ain`t no
hate-to say-or-act-to-play
Im just
freesyllin`
and your wife`s ass
bitein`

World is strange place
thats why I changed it in strip club
everybody butt naked dance
chill boy
I ain`t like you
watcin males with oversized dicks
Im only watcin females rubbin her tits
If life could be
I˛d be main singer
if I was less
might rape your whole family tree
and with MAC 11 your dog`s skull blast
I spit in Devil and givin test to my big ass teacher in math`s

Stab you with coin
roll your granny`s corpe in joint
use Pope`s stuff to light it and smoke it
Im sick
forbbiden Rom to visit
Im crazy as fuck
my every second sentec
"will you fuck for havin your own record"
If I could be borned in Heaven
I`d tease God 4 been smart
If I could live in hell
I`d order from devil
fry chicken and MAC meal
Paris Hilton
that bitch has no
sex appeal I rape sluts that category
and Harry Potter
is my biography story

You say
kids in age ten cant with dick play
I did
look at me now in every hole I stick
you try live fly your broke ass hits ground
son I dont give fuck
I sex your mom eaven if she`s 6feet under
hit teachers with pens
trow sneakers and phones at presidents
Im nice mister
I`ll let my mother-in-law to meet
my 9 millimiter
and its not size of dick, bitch
size of gun
yeah that shit that gon make you stop
live and breath
that shit that gon pass
and pull bout braiz out that shit head
[GUNSHOT]


I walk with my dick up
dog pass I try stick up and run away
my rhymes as wind come and go
my rhymes destroy fakes as Im O.J and you are my wife
in back of pack
I try 2 be, young brain
hard it seems when Michale Jackson sends mail
"WANT SEX"
I smack my neigbour cause he try 2 rollplay
baby I talk nonsense
dont eaven try be funny
Im crazy as fuck
and fast I fuck
[WHO?] my right palm

Deep as ocean
I try remain coations on earth
I have understood dreams are for dreamin
try otherwise
meat curse that plays with your life in rhymes
baby dont cry
son don`t wish to die
gon get better
we all trapped
but we got to fight back
against them
against ourselfs
dont take close 2 hurt
you`ll be ok, don`t wish be someone else
and you`ll find place 2 lay
in peace 2 rest

I ain`t
mister jacker
I steal cars
home cracks when enter
after is stolen
I piss on your
white cleaned shinny toilet
brew and weed
never touched
but more sick
then person who smokes it
try 2 act nice
you pist me off
I`m tossin maners
liftin my rusty GLOCK
I`m sorry
but you forced me 2 blow your head
and my police record
was white as snow
rhymes make me glow as lamp
I only rap
so girls easier open their legs
it was a joke
as Vanilla Ice carrier
I can do everethin I want
cause Im real
more fuckin hot
then eyes of Skull
so crazy
lunitics watch me over sholder
cause they hate me
I press bell
girls door`s open
she tries to play me
and doesn`t know
I hypnotized her
she gives me a blow
butt-neaked

No comments
I don`t give hot fuck
I`m happy this lonelly
talk with walls pretend they my real homies
dont you
laugh
might your chest eat shots
it`s not treat
just tellin you considences
like in jail with soap and butts
clap your mother
shoot father
I toss your dog bone in mine-field
and every beef that includes me
before start
get you killed
holla at your mom
mothefuckin prick

Why do we
MC`s
talk about peace and love
on next sceen pullin out gunz, slap sluts
not me
I ain`t sayin
better or worse
when I metniton word gat or gun
thats metaphor to blow someon up
cause I hate
fakes and phonies
I barely stand to not stab liar when he talks stories
dont mix or let mind twist thoughts
I ain`t killer but dont push me
I ain`t rapist but dont ask 4 spankin
its world
people try use
what they ofered
don`t worry
readers, friends moms and dads
you child ain`t scared it`s safe
cause that lil fuck
made game in what is today
selfish playin
and prayin 4 falls
I sit on your parent face
havent disearved that
lick my balls

I rhyme great
original stay
unpredictible as last fashion
big love in hurt 4 all
as english castle
fakers and phonies meet them then blast`em
hoe`s and bitches
exam them carefully and slow
then threat`em ice cold
turn enemie`s
blocks in my kidnom
soon I let CD
on streets
alot chumps spit
my sindrom
turned them in rap victims
disguided children
feel power of words
put your pen up
pice of paper
and let me be
your favorite rapper
girl smile
I`ll lead you through Heaven
for me gates
are never closed
no matter on sins
Boss forgivess
Im funky beat
that goes under your skin

We`re drunkin
on coart dunkin
from 5-0 runnin
and every type o` hoe`s
slowly touchin
move down
take panties
hit parties drink off baccaries
whats sense in life
if you dont laugh
livin is more then we do
I have vitnessed that
run streets run gangs
stop all act
run over and run 4 your soul
before burnes in hell
dont you act me
that mac
I might go angry
give backslap
shut your mouth up
dance
go crazy go
shake ass
throw down dance floor
let night last long

[talkin]
Yo homie...
how you doin?
you feel good? hell if not
I`ll make you 2
[rappin]
Yo homie
life`s short 2 be mad off
try toss aside
you only have this life
in that body with that mind
what`s next?
who knows
thats why try pull off best out this
dont mind if you are bad
at leadin bussiness
or school makes you feel small
I bet
you do some shit better
then we all
I belive in you
be a man, love your female
dont act strange cause of money
dont change cause of fame
flexibile is everethin around us
`cept names so whatch is it clean
and keep it clean
if not
make it done
cause
heaven and hell
sex and lonellyness
it all holds bless
I give one R.I.P
to fallen soldiers that turned in legends
I give one love
from metal 2 HipHop

(poetry)
There are days
where I stare at my deeds and ask
why do I do this
I start feel to
half of it turned not 2 be tru
and if ever make
I feel game will close
I will just realize
only what I won
is un-replacement lost

(poetry)
Let music heal scares
beat replace tirness over life
and helps me 2 run
spendin nights chillin
smiled look every minute
rhymes cloth me
keep safe, sinkin doesn`t scare me
I`m breathin strength
give out hope and glory
don`t change me
this`s me homie
dark time passed
I`m feelin weird
enjoy in day maybe is bless
I hope you accept, bliss
help me through my songs
after Im gone
2 keep live on
yeah You don`˛t understand
but thanks 4 givin me
place under your chest
now learn
how 2 celebarate people deaths
and legends
by letin`em in hurt and mind
plus you`ll feel special
like you`re first near God
or take flight on blue sky
like you are with wings
thats how You feel
when someone trully sings
nothin
more bigger then streets love
or been hero in kids eyes
I see reflection
honestly proud
dont look sadly picture
or wish 2 turn around
agony and pain
leave down on earth
slowly raise
I feel unique and safe
In heaven now
smiled meet others
4 you pray
I hope one of days
I`ll be mentioned
in one of your prays

Eaven genius asks questions

OK.....
Što bih bilo, kada grad nebi bio pun seljackog ponasanja. Dosta glupo pitanje, preformirat cu ga. Sto bih bilo, kada bi ljudi koji nisu takvog ponasanja, imali svoje mjesto za uzivat. Nemojte me shvatiti krivo, ne mislim klubovi za rock glazbu, HipHop, Pop,metal vec neutralni klub. Samo da se ljudi, koji se razlikuju od vecine, mogu zabaviti. Sigurno znati da su nasi roditelji imali disko, ok tada je bila samo dvije eventualno tri vrste glazbe, ali nebitno... Danas se nemozete zabaviti kako zasluzujemo. Imam 16 godina, volim sjest i popricat, ali svaki izlazak sjedit i pricat zatim odsetati doma, malo bih htio i ja promjeniti. Nekazem, da ljudi koji slusaju cajke su losi, ne, daleko od toga. Sto to znaci kada nekog nazovemo seljakom? Prvo nije bitno jeli iz Dicma ili Splita, vec gledamo njegovo ponasanje. Moze slusat Britney moze slusat Seku Aleksić, ali ako ima sjebano ponasanje i jos se ponosi, zovemo ga seljak.
Ovo nije mudrovanje, ne zelim samo postavljati pitanja bez trazeci odgovora, vjerovali ili ne ima slicnih ljudi Vama, meni i osobi do vas. Ja, samo pokusajem "preziviti" jer zivot ovdje nevidim.
"Eaven genius asks question", genius nisam ja tako da nemislite da sam umisljen ili nedaj Bože, pametan.

Thug Livin zasto to?
Kada sve radite radi prijatelja jer se oni u vecini slazu, ali ne ona groopie sranja
idem pisat drzi mi vrata, vec odlicni ljudi ali slusaju drugu vrstu glazbe, igraju igrice koje bi ti igra na 3 mjestu, osjecas se kao Thug. Ne odbacen, ne da ne pripadas vec beznadan. Ima vec 3 godine da se ja nisam zabavio 100%. I onda na kraju, sam u svoja mala cetiri zida ti je bolje ostat, nego planut pred njima, pa i njih izgubit ili uvrijedit ali sve jedno oni te nekako razume ali ako je sve dobro, vjeruj s tobom samim nije jer bih htio vratiti vrijeme,povuci taj ispad nazad, kao ad se nista nije dogodilo. Kada bih me netko pitao zasto si takav , jednostavno bih odgovorio tako se ja tako osjecam i jednostavno samo to vidim.
Kvragu... zasto zivit. O vjeruj te prijatelji i prijateljice, isplati se. Mora postojati bolje mjesto od ovog jer svidjelo vam se ili ne, hrvatksa nije cijeli svijet. Uvije mora postojati bolje mjesto nego na kojem ste Vi sami. Uživajte...

Shiiiiit
ok zasto je ovdje problem biti iskren. Ako vam se nesto nesvida, lijepo se rece i tako se pomogne toj osobi a ne laznim samopouzdanjem koje ju unisti kada on/ona shvati da je sve bilo lažno a on/ona jadna. Budite iskreni u ono sto radite, vjerujte i volite jer u suprotnom cete biti kao ta osoba, nazalost nemoze se covjek opustit gdje su vidici zatvoreni i stvari ogranicene. Mozda Vas ipak razumijem ali definitivno nije opravdano, stoga samo kroz zivot iskreni i logicni.