I currently am enrolled in a 15 credit course load. My classes are as follows: MIS 301, History 120, History 100, Econ 103, and Math 108. Out of those classes, Math 108 is the hardest class!
Interesting things that have happened to me lately: Went to my first real frat party, Got onto the radio (95.5 WPGC) in Washington D.C. trying to get tickets to the Tupac Ressurection movie, and was even heard right after a quote from Tupac himself, Got a 92 on my Econ test, the same class that I got a D in last semester, forcing me to retake it, and watched my sister get married.
By
far my favorite type of music is Rap. Ever since i was in 3rd grade
i have been hooked on Rap. My first rap song that i ever heard was
Warren G, Regulator. Next i started to listen to Coolio, and, lol,
Shaquille O'Neal's attempt at rapping. Some of my favorite rappers
today are Biggie, Snoop, DMX, Jay Z, but my favorite rapper of all time
is DEFINATELY Tupac Shakur. I first heard Tupac when i was in 7th
grade, and today i own all of his albums (the legitimate ones anyway),
three books on him, three posters, and several movies with him in them
or movies about him.
G o d
When I was alone and had nothing
I asked 4 a friend 2 help me bear the
pain no on e came except...GOD
when I needed a breath 2 rise
from my sleep no one could
help me except....GOD
when all I saw was sadness
and I needed answers no one
heard me except ....GOD
so when I am asked who I
give my unconditional love 2
look for no other name
except.....GOD!
The Rose That Grew From Concrete
Did you hear about the rose that grew from a
crack in the concrete?
Proving nature's law is wrong it learned to walk
with out having feet.
Funny it seems, but by keeping it's dreams, it
learned to breathe fresh air.
Long live the rose that grew from concrete when
no one else even cared.
In The Event Of My Demise
In the event of my Demise
when my heart can beat no more
I Hope I Die For A Principle
or A Belief that I had Lived 4
I will die Before My Time
Because I feel the shadow's Depth
so much I wanted 2 accomplish
before I reached my Death
I have come 2 grips with the possibility
and wiped the last tear from My eyes
I Loved All who were Positive
In the event of my Demise
ALBUM All Eyez On Me
SONG Life Goes On
How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz
Rest in peace young ni**a, there's a Heaven for
a 'G'
Be a lie, If I told ya that I never thought of
death
My ni**as, we tha last ones left
But life goes on.....
As I bail through tha empty halls
Breath stinkin'
in my draws
Ring, ring, ring
Quiet y'all
Incoming call
Plus this my homie from high school
He's getting bye
It's time to bury another brotha nobody cry
Life as a baller
Alchol and booty calls
We usta do them as adolecents
Do you recall?
Raised as G's
Loc'ed out and blazed the weed
Get on tha roof
Let's get smoked out
And blaze with me
2 in tha morning
And we still high a*sed out
Screamin' 'thug till I die'
Before I pa*sed out
But now that your gone
I'm in tha zone
Thinkin'
'I don't wanna die all alone'
But now ya gone
And all I got left are stinkin' memories
I love them ni**as to death
I'm drinkin' Hennessy
While tryin' ta make it last
I drank a 5th for that a*s
When you pa*sed....
Cause life goes on
Yeah ni**a
I got tha word as hell
Ya blew trial and tha judge gave you
25 with an L
Time to prepare to do fed time
Won't see parole
Imagine life as a convict
That's getten' old
Plus with tha drama
We're lookin out for your babies mama
Taken risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from
gettin on her...
Life in tha hood...
Is all good for nobody
Remember gamin' on dumb hoties at chill parties
Me and you
No true a two
While scheming on hits
And gettin tricks
That maybe we can slide into
But now you burried
Rest ni**a
Cause I ain't worried
Eyes bluried
Sayin' goodbye at the cemetary
Tho' memories fade
I got your name tated on my arm
So we both ball till' my dying days
Before I say goodbye
Kato, we're meant to rest in peace
Thug till I die
Bury me smilin'
With G's in my pocket
Have a party at my funeral
Let every rapper rock it
Let tha hoes that I usta know
From way before
Kiss me from my head to my toe
Give me a paper and a pen
So I can write about my life of sin
A couple bottles of Gin
Incase I don't get in
Tell all my people i'm a Ridah
Nobody cries when we die
We outlaws
Let me ride
Until I get free
I live my life in tha fast lane
Got police chasen me
To my ni**as from old blocks
From old crews
ni**as that guided me through
Back in tha old school
Pour out some liquor
Have a toast for tha homies
See we both gotta die
But ya chose to go before me
And brothas miss ya while your gone
You left your ni**a on his own
How long we mourn
Life goes on...
Life goes on homie
Gone on, cause they pa*sed away
ni**as doin' life
ni**as doin' 50 and 60 years and s**t
I feel ya ni**a, trust me
I feel ya
You know what I mean
Last year
We poured out liquor for ya
This year ni**a, life goes on
We're gonna clock now
Get money
Evade bi**hes
Evade tricks
Give players plenty space
And basicaly just represent for you baby
Next time you see your ni**as
Your gonna be on top ni**a
Their gonna be like,
'Goddamn, them ni**as came up'
That's right baby
Life goes on....
And we up out this bi**h
Hey Kato, Mental
Y'all ni**as make sure it's popin' when we get
up there
Don't front
Last updated on February 12th, 2004 by Casey Knudsen.
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