IRC-Galleria

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I remember the first time I seen you moonwalk,
I believed I could do anything,
you made the world dance,
you made the music come to life

This the type of song that make the angels cry,
I look up in the sky and I wonder why?
why you had to go, go
I know it's better on the other side,
you were chosen from the start
never gon let you go,

Who’s Michael Jackson?
You're Michael Jackson,
I’m Michael Jackson,
We all Michael Jackson,
I guess what I’m asking is, everybody bow their head for a legend, don’t breathe for a second,
now let the air out, grab the hand of somebody you care about,
so you can hear my message, my confession, someone tell Usher,
I seen the moonwalk, I guess the young thriller touched him,
like he touched me, like he touched you,
so carry on his legacy, something i must do,
and I trust you lighting candles, concrete visuals, me and my brothers listen to Jackson 5 in the living room,
first thing i did when i heard was call puff,
cos him and Mike tried to stop the beef between us,
who was us? Me and fifty, that beef is dead, him and Mike Jackson gonna take us to the ledge.

This the type of song that make the angels cry,
I look up in the sky and i wonder why?
why you had to go, go
I know it's better on the other side,
you were chosen from the start
never gon let you go,

As I’m pouring out this liquor candles start to flicker,
when list my air ones, MJ was my ni–er.
Not the one that play ball, the one with the hollywood star,
and since I’m a Hollywood star Imma tell you my story,
never had a family that close, never see Berry Gordy walking through Interscope,
but just like me, they always had Mike in a scope,
no matter what you say,
i’mma love him and he’s still dope,
let me take you back to '85 when i was in a zone, dancing for my momma, 'Thriller' jacket with all the zippers on,
now i’m doing 90 bout to crash in this Aston,
listening to Outcast, I’m sorry Mrs Jackson
anything I can ever do to better you your son was our king so we wont Corretta you,
I’m writing this letter to all the Jackson kids, we all Jackson kids, time to let us through.

This the type of song that make the angels cry,
I look up in the sky and i wonder why?
why you had to go, go
I know it's better on the other side,
you were chosen from the start
never gon let you go,

This the kind of song that make the angels cry,
look up in the sky and ask God, why o why why
Do we live and let die
This the kind of song that make the angels cry,
look up in the sky and ask God, why o why why
Do we live and let, live and let die.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vgAR1Dgpg_U

I know that times were hard
I know that you've been feelin' down
If you only knew how I'm feelin'
For you
If I could take your pain
I wish that I could wash it all away
If you only knew how i'm feelin'

Mommy I'm sorry if my first letter made you cry
To be honest with you I don't think that I wanna die
Sometimes I feel like that I'm cancerous in others lives
Thats probably why I drink at night and sleep till 4 or 5
It's kinda hard walking through life with my distorted eyes
When I was younger I was stupid and I thought I thrived
I thought alot about everything I said in the letter
And questioned whether or not if I was dead you'd be better
You think my shorty would be happy if I never met her
It's too late now mommy I could never forget her
Could never forget how she told me to love
Cuz my father and my grandmother is always above
It's glory above you know that daddy taught me to thug
And everytime we was with nanny she'd bombard me with hugs (damn)
I MISS 'EM mommy and it's hard to believe
That I'm grown and I don't understand it - why did they leave

(Better to die and sleep then never wake and sleep)
(Then linger on and dare to live when your souls life is gone)

You've been runnin' around for so long
You've been hurting yourself too much
You keep messin' around with darkness
You're the one who's losin

Mommy I think that Im'a try to stick around a while
I got a niece and my nephews they need me around a while
I think they need me cuz they hittin that age
And they ain't tryin to speak to Lenny cuz they spittin' they rage
And mommy speakin of Lenny I think my brother need me
And we Italian so you know my mother loved to feed me
And it's the little things you do for me that make it worth it
Like when I play a joint that we did and you say it's perfect
And when Jay got knocked you knew that I was hurt
You told me put all of my heart in a song and it worked
I promised him I'd be there when he got out the bing
You ain't raised me to be a liar ma' thats not my thing
I told him that I'd hold him down the whole time that he gone
they kept him locked in a cage but thats cool cuz hes strong
so mommy keep that first letter I wrote you on the low
I think I wanna stay alive and see if I can grow

You've been runnin' around for so long
You've been hurting yourself too much
You keep messin' around with darkness
You're the one who's losing

(you have power and money, but you are mortal, you know you can not escape death, but immortality can be obtained, the legend is always the same, if others have succeeded conquering death why must we accept it, I know where immortals live and how to obtain their secret, we too might become wisemen. The elements of chemistry are many, but finite, so are the techniques of enlightenment..)

I know that times were hard
I know that you've been feelin' down
If you only knew how im feelin'
For you
If I could take your pain
I wish that I could wash it all away
If you only knew how i'm feelin'

As soon as your born they make you feel small,
By giving you no time instead of it all,
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all,

They hurt you at home and they hit you at school,
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool,
Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules,

When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years,
Then they expect you to pick a career,
When you can't really function you're so full of fear,

Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV,
And you think you're so clever and classless and free,
But you're still fucking peasents as far as I can see,

There's room at the top they are telling you still,
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill,
If you want to be like the folks on the hill,

If you want to be a hero well just follow me,
If you want to be a hero well just follow me.

A working class hero is something to be.
A working class hero is something to be.

Now ain't nobody tell us it was fair
No love from my daddy cause the coward wasn't there
He passed away and I didn't cry, cause my anger
wouldn't let me feel for a stranger
They say I'm wrong and I'm heartless, but all along
I was lookin for a father he was gone
I hung around with the Thugs, and even though they sold drugs
They showed a young brother love
I moved out and started really hangin
I needed money of my own so I started slangin
I ain't guilty cause, even though I sell rocks
It feels good puttin money in your mailbox
I love payin rent when the rent's due
I hope ya got the diamond necklace that I sent to you
Cause when I was low you was there for me
And never left me alone because you cared for me
And I could see you comin home after work late
You're in the kitchen tryin to fix us a hot plate
Ya just workin with the scraps you was given
And mama made miracles every Thanksgivin
But now the road got rough, you're alone
You're tryin to raise two bad kids on your own
And there's no way I can pay you back
But my plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated

These distraught thoughts of a young man in a rooming house
This messed up life, this poverty, he could do without
But what options does he have when all hope is gone?
A brother gotta eat, plus all the Henny and all the smoke is gone
All it takes is one quick stick
Gotta fill his belly now, which vic should he pick?
He does his dirt all by his lonely, forget his homies
He doesn't fell like splitting any loot, them suckas be acting phony
So much potential but all gone to waste
Now he lurks in night, with a loaded gun on his waist
Too late for this lost soul, his life's in a chokehold
Mentality is weak, and doing crime is all he knows
Never caring who he hurts, as long as he's taking money
Forget an education, and legal ways of making money
And what's this kid's purpose? Will he self-destruct?
When a brother's about to go down, who's there to help him up?

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind
So much pressure in this life of mine
I cry at times, I once contemplated suicide
and woulda tried But when I held that 9
all I could see was my momma's eyes
No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble
Not knowin it's hard to carry on when no one loves you
Picture me inside the misery of poverty
No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I survived
Prayin hard for better days, promise to hold on
Me and my dawgs ain't have a choice but to roll on
We found a family spot to kick it
Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit
A spot where we can smoke in peace, and even though we G's
We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace
And in my mind's eye I see this place, the players go in fast
I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion

oon kävelly pitkän matkan ja edelleen jatkan/
välil ollu mieli maassa mut mä lupaan että jaksan/
läpi pimeimmistä peloista ja pahimmista päivistä/
niin paljon välitän mun äijistä/
oon niin paljon velkaa kaikil jotka musta välittää/
ja yhtäkään teistä en haluu matkallani hävittää/
oon pelänny luottaa, oon kai ollu alkoholisti/
mut ihmiset ympäril nää mut pelot vääriks todisti/
mä oon liian herkkä tyyppi, otan helposti itteeni/
ja satutan itseeni enkä tiedä miksi teen niin/
mä pelkään yksin oloo, mä kelaan ihan liikaa/
ei kaikki olekkaan huonosti pahasti mun päässä viiraa/
kun en löydä onnee onnelasta päälläni on varjo musta/
joskus satutan ihmisii jotka välittää musta/
usein on niin kiire enkä tätä kaikkee käsitä/
mut ehkä sä et kuullu kun sanoin et mä välitän/

-Vilunki

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