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29-07-2006 , 12:22:14 | #11 | |
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parce sin embargo los mejores... puro rap clasico cancion chimba de ellos y Gravel Pit
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06-08-2006 , 19:19:39 | #12 | |
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09-08-2006 , 00:22:24 | #13 | |
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06-09-2006 , 12:25:20 | #14 |
Denunciante Novato | Parse La wu-tang es una chimba pero ya ahi varios separados y ahi 1 muerto si no estoy mal
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06-09-2006 , 12:30:55 | #15 | |
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Ol' Dirty Bastard murió por sobredosis El pasado 13 de noviembre (15 de noviembre de 1968 - 13 de noviembre de 2004) conocíamos la muerte de Ol' Dirty Bastard, miembro de Wu-Tang Clan, que se desplomó cuando se encontraba en el estudio de grabación, aquejado de fuertes dolores en el pecho. Ahora, ha trascendido la causa de su fallecimiento: una mezcla accidental de cocaína y un tranquilizante llamado Tramadol, prescrito por los médicos. Última edición por ◄◘ JU@NCHO ◘►; 06-09-2006 a las 12:33:14 | |
06-09-2006 , 12:37:07 | #16 | |
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Parse Gracias Eso Si no Lo Sabia... Egregeme y cambiamos Musica y videos...
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08-09-2006 , 22:22:55 | #17 |
Denunciante Ultra | UNA LETRA DE UNA CANCION QUE ME PARECE UNA KIMBA ... "A Better Tomorrow" [Inspectah Deck] Yo, this goes for all my brothers and sisters locked down For all my peoples incarcerated, for those who ain't make it Yo, in the housing, thousands seen early graves Victims of wordly ways, memories stays engraved All my live brothers, is locked down with high numbers The young hunger, blind to these lies, they die younger In this New World the Order slaughter men, women, and children Ten feet gates surround the building keep us sealed in The projects, lifeless like a vietnam vet Constant war, sever threats of enemy conquest Crooked cops comb my building complex that's in the rumble Streets are like a jungle, can't let my cypher crumble Vivid thoughts, Devils resort to trick knowledge They kick garbage, lust for chicks and quick dollars I know the pain the game bring, I did the same thing Spaced out in the staircase, performing a sting It's hard to keep control, I bless those who seek a scroll Trying to reach a whole nation and break the sleeper hold Not a role model, I walk a hard road to follow I sold bottles of sorrow then chose poems and novels The gospel was told, some souls it swallowed whole Mentally they fold, and they eventually sold their life and times, deadly like the virus design but too, minute to dilute, the scientist mind You can't party your life away Drink your life away Smoke your life away Fuck your life away Dream your life away Scheme your life away Cause your seeds grow up the same way [Masta Killa] A voice cries from the wilderness of the North A representation of the families that lost one all victims of incarceration Or other divisions of the family structure Youths are injected with serums that leads to skin irritations, babies being born with disfigurations, experimentations On their faces there bear world relations of mothers that carry the pain of blood stained streets where sisters mourn and wail Fifth brothers been slain from hails of gun fire It lightly begins to rain screams of terror are hidden by the passing trains This can't be little Hussein, his uncle cried As he drops to his nephew's side, holding his cane Just give me a name, of who has inflicted this bitter sickness, and left us to witness [U-God] Yeah, yo Curses from war, innocent blood spills for days Soothe in godly ways, hands, solemn in praise Tree of life, more precious than Wu is golden game The wise self flourish inherit, Halls of Fame Crime visions in my blood got me, locked in prison While we die hard living people whine about religion, vision Blow, spin, and sin and killing what's revealing It's a never ending battle with no ending or beginning, listen Zero process, progress, become the hunted America's most wanted, good life flaunted, want it Some love the speed, some satisfy a need Some want to be down, young gun seed, jungle breed The strong must feed, someone die, someone bleed One flew astray, and then caught my little seed Can it be, the ice have us trife life, made me grab the knife The righteous man would be within these stripes pipes Take in my energy, breath and know the rest Cause the good die young and the hard die best You can't party your life away Drink your life away Smoke your life away Fuck your life away Dream your life away Scheme your life away Cause your seeds grow up the same way Cause your seeds grow up the same way Cause your seeds grow up the same way [RZA] Y'all bitches love dances, and pulling down your pants while your man's on tour, your spending up his advances Your friends ain't shit, all they do is drink, smoke, and suck dick The whole projects is trapped in stench You either high school drop-outs, one to three cop-outs Fifteen years old, shorty ass and top out Ninety-nine cent beer drinking pussy stinking Fucking so much your ass and titties start shrinking New World Order slave trade, minimum wage, Medicaid Can a devil fool a Muslim nowadays Inside my lab, I'm going mad Took two drags off the blunts, and started breaking down the flag The blue is for the Crips, the red is for the Bloods The whites for the cops, and the stars come from the clubs or the slugs that ignites, through the night, by the dawn Early light, why is sons fighting for the stripe [Method Man] As we dwell through this concrete hell, calling it home Mama say, take your time young man and build your own Don't wind up like your old dad Still searching for them glory days he never had So many bad want to scheme for American dream, no more kings The cash rule everything now, we going down These babies looking up to us, it's up to us The Million Man March MC's, get on the bus But envy, greed, lust, and hate, separate Though the devil mind state blood kin cannot relate No longer, brothers, we unstable Like Kane when he slew Abel, killing each other You can't party your life away Drink your life away Smoke your life away Fuck your life away Dream your life away Scheme your life away Cause your seeds grow up the same way Cause your seeds grow up the same way Cause your seeds grow up the same way |
12-09-2006 , 14:16:11 | #18 |
Denunciante Novato |
Parse no entendi ni mierda
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13-09-2006 , 16:33:22 | #19 |
Denunciante Notable |
parce a lo bien esos manes cantan una chimba y la mayoria de las canciones de esos parceros tiene que hp letra mas bacana y los mejores trabajos de esos maricas son the W y wutang forever o no? the_wu-discp2b.jpg wu-tang.jpg |
13-09-2006 , 17:22:06 | #20 |
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EL FOREvER ES UNA CHIMB* DE TRABAJO ...
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