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January 30th, 2009 by pandroid

http://se.youtube.com/watch?v=5oSrFCvTKMA

Nas – Can’t Forget About You

There comes a day in your life when you wanna kick back
Straw hat on the porch when you old perhaps
Wanna gather your thoughts, have a cold one
Brag, to your grandkids about how life is golden
So I will light a cigar in the corridor of the crib
Pictures on the wall of all the things that I did
All the money and fame, 8 by 10′s
of the whole Rat Pack inside of a big frame
Collidin with big names that could’ve made your career stop
All that, and your man is still here and I’m still hot
Wow, I need a moment y’all
See I almost felt a tear drop

[Chorus]
When was the last time you heard a real anthem
Nas, the millionaire, the mansion
When was the last time you heard your boy Nas rhyme
Never on schedule, but always on time

[Chrisette Michelle]
These streets hold my deepest days
This hood taught me golden ways
Made me, truly this is what made me
Break me, not a thing’s gonna break me [2x]

Ohh, I’m that history I’m that block
I’m that lifestyle I’m that spot
I’m that kid by the number spot
That’s my past that made me hot
Here’s my life long anthem
Can’t forget about you
(Can’t forget about, Can’t forget about you) [2x]

[Nas]
Can’t forget about the old school, Bam, Cas, Melle Mel, Flash
Rocksteady spinnin on they back
Can’t forget when the first rap Grammy went to Jazzy, Fresh Prince
Fat Boys broke up, rap hasn’t been the same since
So irregular, how it messed you up
when Mr. T became a wrestler
Can’t forget about Jordan’s retirement
The shot Robert Horry to win the game in the finals kid
Some things are forever, some things are not
It’s the things we remember that gave the world shock
They stay in a place in your mind so snug
Like who the person was with whom you first make love

[Chorus]

[Chrisette Michelle]

[Nas]
Unforgettable, unsubmittable, I go by N now
Just one syllable, it’s the end cause the game’s tired
It’s the same vibe, Good Times had right after James died
That’s why the gangsta rhymers ain’t inspired
Heinous crimes help record sales more than creative lines
And I don’t wanna keep bringing up the greater times
But I’m a dreamer nostalgic with the state of mind
The past the past enough of it, aight then
But nothing gives me chills like Douglas and Tyson
Or Mike when his talk was live
Or when he first did the moon walk on Motown 25

[Chorus]

[Chrisette Michelle]

[Nat King Cole sample]
That’s why, darling, it’s incredible
That someone so unforgettable
Thinks that I am unforgettable too

so i’m pretty fucking bored right now…

January 30th, 2009 by pandroid

Been sick for most of the week. Bored as shit. Could have been to a party right now. Have absolutely nothing to do. Nothing to write.

That’s one thing I’ve noticed the last months or so, concerning this blog and the forums. I’ve got nothing to say, nothing to write…

 

 

See? I was going to write some great explanation why I don’t pay attention to this place anymore, but I couldn’t even do that.

Got apathy like a motherfucker I guess.

music in a you a walking coffin hour

January 7th, 2009 by pandroid

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t2MbuNbu2S8

Hustlers – Nas & The Game

Right Now

January 4th, 2009 by pandroid

Right now, a mother mourns her dead child.

Right now, a family looks upon the remains of their home.

Right now, a child weeps.

Right now, a doctor fights to save another life.

Right now, a pilot tucks his children to bed.

Right now, soldiers are on their way.

Right now, rockets are falling.

Right now, people are dying.

A new year in Gaza.