<3 Himiwarii Fan Club <3

You want some Pac? I'll give ya Pac:

Can we please have a moment of silence?
That's for my *****z doin' years in confinement
And for my soldiers who passed over, no longer living
That couldn't run whenever the reaper came to get 'em
Can we please pour out some liquor?
Symobolizin', let's take in time to consider that
Though our thugs ain't here, the love is here
And we gon' rep 'til slugs kill us here
This for my dawgs stuck in the struggle tryin' to gain
Smokin' trauma, sniffin' Ra while sellin' cocaine
Trapped in the game, not knowin' how to stop and get by
To live it alive, so instead they live it to die
Can we please have a moment of peace?
For every G that fell for his flag in the streets
Bloodin' and thuggin', folkin' and lokin'
Crypin' and creepin', Latin and kingin'
Or just for poor righteous teachin'

As day comes and night falls
For the rest of our life we'll miss y'all
And even though life must go on, we'll still mourn
While wishin' y'all were home

Yeah, and can we have another moment of silence?
For brothers who died from black-on-black violence
From here to the Dark Continent were rebels sell diamonds
To clients all over the world, got little Black girls dyin'
And can we please pour some more liquors?
For Will, Bokeem, Bar, Pappy -- my *****z
Here's another Warrior Song from Nasty and Quan
It's to him I pass the baton to carry this on
Street's Disciple, salute to those who's gone with bullets
And I promise through rhymin' Quan gon' rep his life to the fullest
And can we please have a moment of truth?
For soldiers and troops away with helmets and boots
And families back home who pray they make it home safe
Hopin' that they don't get hit with a stray or missiles
This is just a moment to let you all know that we miss you
Mommy I'm still here, wishin' I was there with you
Let's take 'em home

And can we please have a moment to mourn?
For Pac, Biggie and Pun 'cause through us they live on
Jam Master Jay, Freaky Ty and Aaliyah
Big L and Left Eye, when we die we hope to see ya
Can we please have a moment for children?
Who got raped or murdered, or trapped in the system
Who never knew their father, never learned to dream
But was guided by drug dealers, killers and crack fiends
For single mothers that's forced to play mom and dad
Bustin' her *** to give her kids **** she never had
For my *****z in the pen hopin' rhymes'll get 'em signed
So when released, they can say bye to a life of crime
For every mother that held a son in the street bleedin'
Cryin' a song of sorow to dark and deep for speakin'
Just a moment outside the day to day struggle
To let the ones we really care about know that we love 'em
 
That's not even Pac foo!!!

Here is some real Pac foo!!

Woke up with fifty enemies plottin my death
All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chest
Couldn't rest, nah ***** I was stressed
Had me creepin 'round corners, homie sleepin in my vest
****, I'm like a hostage on this troubled block, call the cops
A thug ***** screamin Westside, bustin double glocks
Hittin corners in my Chevy Surburban
Liquor got me drivin up on the curb, hand on the steerin wheel swervin
Bless me Father I'ma sinner, I'm livin in hell
Just let me live on the streets, cause ain't no peace for me in jail
Gettin world-wide exposure
with a bunch of *****z that don't give a ****, ridin as my soldiers
I just release 'em on a war path, not your average dealer
Westside Outlaw; Bad Boy killer, huh
Complete my mission my competition no longer beefin
I murdered all them bustas now I'm the last mother****er breathin

That's why I said it Rai. To confuse yourself, foo.

Pac is 2Pac

I don't know where Shamps is.
 
Man that is no Pac, this is Pac:

Can't **** with me
They ain't ready yet
Uh-huh uh-huh
Yeah, yeah
Mother****ers wanna act loco, hit em wit, numerous
shots with the fo'-fo'
******s wanna talk to Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoa
**** rap, coke by the boatload
**** dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed
Left holes through some guy clothes
Stop your bullshittin, glock with the full clip
Mother****ers better duck when the fool spit
One shot could make a ***** do a full flip
See the ***** layin shocked when the bullet hit
Oh hey ma, how you, know *****z wanna buy you
But see me I wanna _**** for Free_ like Akinyele
Now I gotta let her take this ride, make you feel it
inside your belly, if it's tight get the K-Y Jelly
All night get you wide up inside the telly
Side to side, til you say Jay-Z you're too much for me
 
Samurai X said:
OK, I'll tell him.

I pwn you with my speed, I ran the 40 again today.

I ran it in 4.7, woot!!!!
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Then my school needs runners like you, join the Cross Crountry team, and help us beat the Passaic track team D=
 
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