West Coast Connection Forum
Lifestyle => Train of Thought => Topic started by: 411 on April 20, 2005, 10:41:47 AM
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2+2=4 ;)
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a+b=a
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Kurupt + Daz= Daz + Kurupt
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-1 (sin) +0 (repentance) = -1 sin
(7:23---Noble Qu'ran)
They said: "Our Lord!
We have wronged our own souls: (-1)
If Thou forive us not (+0)
And bestow not upon us
Thy Mercy, we shall
Certainly be lost = (-1)
-1 (sin) +1 (repentance) = forgiveness
(7:153---Noble Qu'ran)
But those who do wrong (-1)
But repent thereafter and truly believe (+1)
Verily Thy Lord is thereafter Oft-Forgiving Most Merciful
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how did he repent?
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First you get the
(http://www.garylucy.com/captainslog/images/red910-nucular-power-plant.jpg)
Then you get the
(http://www.bbc.co.uk/relationships/images/300/money.jpg)
Then you get the
(http://mediapickle.com/content/pics/Mediapickle_Presents_malak0731%20-%20elin04.jpg)
Dude don't be no
(http://www.glory-of-zion.org/gozkidz/images/islam_pics/boys_study.jpg)
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First you get the
(http://www.garylucy.com/captainslog/images/red910-nucular-power-plant.jpg)
Then you get the
(http://www.bbc.co.uk/relationships/images/300/money.jpg)
Then you get the
(http://mediapickle.com/content/pics/Mediapickle_Presents_malak0731%20-%20elin04.jpg)
Dude don't be no
(http://www.glory-of-zion.org/gozkidz/images/islam_pics/boys_study.jpg)
we have a winner
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First you get the
(http://www.garylucy.com/captainslog/images/red910-nucular-power-plant.jpg)
Then you get the
(http://www.bbc.co.uk/relationships/images/300/money.jpg)
Then you get the
(http://mediapickle.com/content/pics/Mediapickle_Presents_malak0731%20-%20elin04.jpg)
Dude don't be no
(http://www.glory-of-zion.org/gozkidz/images/islam_pics/boys_study.jpg)
How you call people dummies amazes me. I will bet my life that those little kids reading the Quran know more about this world than you.
Your ignorance, stupidity and mental stagnation has been proven countless times here in TOT so this 2304th retarded post from you is not surprising in the least bit. Im just glad, that for the 2304th time, Tech is vindicated.
I saw the redneck bitch in Trauma before he disintegrated into a mess, and I saw it in you a long time ago
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^ Who are you?
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How you call people dummies amazes me. I will bet my life that those little kids reading the Quran know more about this world than you.
Your ignorance, stupidity and mental stagnation has been proven countless times here in TOT so this 2304th retarded post from you is not surprising in the least bit. Im just glad, that for the 2304th time, Tech is vindicated.
I saw the redneck bitch in Trauma before he disintegrated into a mess, and I saw it in you a long time ago
Thanks for proving my point moron.
Who has those kids in his avatar?
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Artist: DJ Quik f/ 2nd II None & El Debarge
Album: Rhythm-al-ism
Song: Hand In Hand
Typed by: hjwess1@msg.pacbell.com
Quik:
Ha ha yeah check it out money & pussy make the world go 'round
(That's right) That's how it's been since the beginning of time.
Now who says we can't be fly?
Who say Compton niggas can't get they scrilla
at the same time get some thigh
well uh that's the subject of my conversation
cause ain't nothin' like gettin' a dollar & some penetration
Now that's a whole lot easier to understand now a days
but uh some of you playas still be going out sideways
so umm just take this game with a tic tac
cause if you was on Skid Row you can get
pussy faster than a Big Mac
I owe it to myself to be fly that's what Top Dog taught a boy
cause instead of Mounds these bitches always want Almond Joy
because uhh "Sometimes they feel like a nut"
but they rather have it more often than they don't
So I won't go flippin' & makin' it topsy turvy
now keep my hundred dollar bills crisp & that ass curvy
cause ain't nuthin' on my mind but to be fly through time
havin' a nest egg bird behind an estate that's mine
Watchin' Jordan go for forty in a sucker tub
eatin' Cheetos drinkin' Mo' & getting a back scrub
because first you get the power then you get the money
then you get the pussy dude don't be no dummy uhh
Chorus El Debarge:
Playas get they paper when they game is tight
and if you want some nana that's for you to decide
But as long as you ain't simpin' then ya doin' it right
'cause together they go hand in hand Oh yeah
(repeat)
D:
She wanna make me break code but I can't
I wanna fire it up & hit it pass it like dank
baby all in my square big buddha long hair
Fly Chinese & Black for a mack plus player
D baby I'ma get ya hot wanna get ya full blown
so we all can hit the spot (now you gotta shake the spot)
Got game by the tons lookin' for some 2nd II None
kinda fun but these hookers on the run for cover
they lookin' for lovers ain't no trickin' young D
'cause I'm unlike the others not a buster
I'm on the mission for figures time up for you diggers
(Now who got the Henn'?) Pass the liquor
Hoes hear the name it get's 'em hotter
spin a scraggler on a wheel now they call me D the Potter
lotta hatin' going on but I ain't with it
I'ma mash on that drama everytime that I feel it
'Cause I'd rather have a major end than have sex
and when I have a million to splurge you know what's next
but first you get the power then you get the money
then you get the pussy fool don't be no dummy
Chorus
Bridge
El Debarge talking:
Yeah first comes the power then the money heh
and if you really just want it the
na na na na la di da na na na la di da
KK:
I understand that you think you grown
independant on ya own with ya jazzy ways
my intent is ya lay but first I'm out to get paid not played
can't be yo' incredible edible egg
I don't crack nor split my yolk with the female folk
now baby break yourself get broke you can choke
off this young black better than Mary Jane
in ya brain I'm guaranteed to have ya thinkin' & feelin' thangs
like yourself now uhh watch ya health if ya feel like plottin'
ya body turns rotten from the inside out that pussy's turned out
getting hit by a sucker a 2 minute brother
who's first 10 seconds is thinkin' he came up
that next full minute suckin ya drama up
50 seconds to go see half of that is the show
Now where the other half you can't laugh
'cause you know it's straight simpin' & whinin'
'stead of pimpin' & grindin' KK'll let you know
so pay attention bro
See first you get the power then you get the money
then you get the pussy don't be the dummy though
Chorus 4X
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Artist: Nas
Album: The Lost Tapes
Song: No Idea's Original
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash
Uhh, uhh
Uhhh, uhhh, uhhh
[Intro: repeat 2X]
No idea's original, there's nothin new under the sun
It's never what you do, but how it's done
What you base your happiness around material, women, and large paper
That means you inferior, not major[/i]
[Nas]
If niggaz could look inside my mind, you'll find
where bodies are buried, first look past the hotties who dimes
Go to the center, enter with caution, past the braincell graveyard
where weed's responsible for memory loss
Let's witness, the horrific, the stench'll make you nauseous
See what I seen every day I live with this torture
Lightin spliffs up to stay high like 24 hours
Sleep with my heat, wash with my gun in the shower
My tongue is power, it thrills women, kills demons
Long as I'm still breathin I'm still winnin, I'll teach 'em
The hood converted from trey bags to 20's a girl
Everybody had money, every summer was real ill
Four-finger rings, dope dealers, 'caine/Kane
"No Half Steppin'" with flat tops when Rakim reigned
Radios on card tables, Benetton, the Gods buildin
Ask for today's mathematics, we Allah's children
And this was goin on in every New York ghetto
Kids listened, Five Percenters said it's pork and Jell-o
We coincide, we in the same life, maybe a time difference
on a different coast, but we share the same sunlight
Your part of the world, might be like colors and gangs
While on my side, brothers'll murder for different things
But it all revolve around drugs, fame and shorties
Stuck for your bling, stripped for your chain, the same story
From, Czechoslovakia to Texas metropolis
Them, treacherous rocksters in the Mexican mafias
Be scrappin with tats on they back, violent wars
Nothin less than a lethal injection if ever caught
Courtrooms, eagles and flags, American style
While in our world, the ghetto stays incredibly foul
Watchin for paint chips, don't want no led in yo' child
But them gangstas put lead in yo' child, the bezzy be out
The chain be like a hundred K
Shinin since Roxanne Shante' made "Runaway"; that's been a minute
Genesis is deep, my features are that of a God
It's not a facade it's a fact, these rappers wanna be Nas
My Exodus doesn't exist
I'll never leave the streets, it's all in my mind
Even with sleep I'm duckin nines in my dreams
Si-rens, wide awake, why'd I think it would change
Can't hide when you famous or even try to do the same things like
Somebody's always watchin, my life
Before I, walk out the door I size up every option
Eyes cut every direction, it's like God or guns
Which is better protection? Can't decide, that's a hard one
I mean they wanna see me in prison, the chains bamboozled
Headline readin "Rapper Slain From a Man Shootin"
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Artist: Nas
Album: The Lost Tapes
Song: No Idea's Original
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash
Uhh, uhh
Uhhh, uhhh, uhhh
[Intro: repeat 2X]
No idea's original, there's nothin new under the sun
It's never what you do, but how it's done
What you base your happiness around material, women, and large paper
That means you inferior, not major[/i]
[Nas]
If niggaz could look inside my mind, you'll find
where bodies are buried, first look past the hotties who dimes
Go to the center, enter with caution, past the braincell graveyard
where weed's responsible for memory loss
Let's witness, the horrific, the stench'll make you nauseous
See what I seen every day I live with this torture
Lightin spliffs up to stay high like 24 hours
Sleep with my heat, wash with my gun in the shower
My tongue is power, it thrills women, kills demons
Long as I'm still breathin I'm still winnin, I'll teach 'em
The hood converted from trey bags to 20's a girl
Everybody had money, every summer was real ill
Four-finger rings, dope dealers, 'caine/Kane
"No Half Steppin'" with flat tops when Rakim reigned
Radios on card tables, Benetton, the Gods buildin
Ask for today's mathematics, we Allah's children
And this was goin on in every New York ghetto
Kids listened, Five Percenters said it's pork and Jell-o
We coincide, we in the same life, maybe a time difference
on a different coast, but we share the same sunlight
Your part of the world, might be like colors and gangs
While on my side, brothers'll murder for different things
But it all revolve around drugs, fame and shorties
Stuck for your bling, stripped for your chain, the same story
From, Czechoslovakia to Texas metropolis
Them, treacherous rocksters in the Mexican mafias
Be scrappin with tats on they back, violent wars
Nothin less than a lethal injection if ever caught
Courtrooms, eagles and flags, American style
While in our world, the ghetto stays incredibly foul
Watchin for paint chips, don't want no led in yo' child
But them gangstas put lead in yo' child, the bezzy be out
The chain be like a hundred K
Shinin since Roxanne Shante' made "Runaway"; that's been a minute
Genesis is deep, my features are that of a God
It's not a facade it's a fact, these rappers wanna be Nas
My Exodus doesn't exist
I'll never leave the streets, it's all in my mind
Even with sleep I'm duckin nines in my dreams
Si-rens, wide awake, why'd I think it would change
Can't hide when you famous or even try to do the same things like
Somebody's always watchin, my life
Before I, walk out the door I size up every option
Eyes cut every direction, it's like God or guns
Which is better protection? Can't decide, that's a hard one
I mean they wanna see me in prison, the chains bamboozled
Headline readin "Rapper Slain From a Man Shootin"
comin from Mr.Walking Contradiction himself Nasir Jones
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comin from Mr.Walking Contradiction himself Nasir Jones
It doesn't have anything to do with the artist... He brought a rap song with big bold words in quotes, so I brought a hip-hop song with big bold letters in quotes. It's a mathematical thread.
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comin from Mr.Walking Contradiction himself Nasir Jones
It doesn't have anything to do with the artist... He brought a rap song with big bold words in quotes, so I brought a hip-hop song with big bold letters in quotes. It's a mathematical thread.
True
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I understand.... i guess its just me,when I quote someone I try and make sure its from a credible source.
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Man... I guess I overestimate people on this forum
The lyrics go:
First you get the power
(I post a picture of a power plant)
Then you get the money
(I post up a picture of cash)
Then you get the pussy
(I post up a picture of a fine bitch)
Dude don't be no Dummy
(I post up finites avatar)
If you don't understand that the dummy is infinite, I don't know what to say to you.
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^ Who are you?
Is this the new trend? Like, all the faggot corny retarded white posters who Tech spit on for years turn around and jack his style of posting? Who the fuck am I? Im that Afghan dude who dismisses your entire thought process, mentality and value system with the click of a few buttons. Im the Afghan dude your white girlfriend thinks about when youre thrusting pathetically into her.
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Man... I guess I overestimate people on this forum
The lyrics go:
First you get the power
(I post a picture of a power plant)
Then you get the money
(I post up a picture of cash)
Then you get the pussy
(I post up a picture of a fine bitch)
Dude don't be no Dummy
(I post up finites avatar)
If you don't understand that the dummy is infinite, I don't know what to say to you.
Look at the monkey. He identifies a banana and wants us all to applaud his mental development. Good monkey, u found the banana!
The monkey is quoting Quik, and then goes into detail explaining the concept of the song. Yeah. Then he explains to us that he meant Infinite when he was sayin "dummy". Either way, whether u were insulting Infinite like u claim, or little kids who read the Quran, either way I took objection to it. But of course, this involves multi layered thinking, and involves co ordinating different streams of thought into one topic. Glass ceilings on information and mental growth prevent this form of thinking from taking place.
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I took objection to it.
Why are you getting all butt hurt? You're crying like a little baby. Grow up.
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I took objection to it.
Why are you getting all butt hurt? You're crying like a little baby. Grow up.
Suppose 25 years ago Gertrude Englewood and Woodrow Englewood Sr went to a family doctor and said we want to have kids, but the doctor objected to it because they were not fit parents, and lived in a trailer park filled with empty bottles, syringes and tires, would u say the doctor was "butt hurt" (no homo)
Listen, if Englewood consistently made retarded posts for 3 years, I would take objection to it. But I wouldnt be emotionally upset at your dumb posts, I would just object to it.
If you attacking a friend of mine, simultaneously wrapped in an anti Islamic rhetoric, then I would take objection to it.
do u see what i see?
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^ Who are you?
Is this the new trend? Like, all the faggot corny retarded white posters who Tech spit on for years turn around and jack his style of posting? Who the fuck am I? Im that Afghan dude who dismisses your entire thought process, mentality and value system with the click of a few buttons. Im the Afghan dude your white girlfriend thinks about when youre thrusting pathetically into her.
LMAO
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Afghan dude your white girlfriend thinks about when youre thrusting pathetically into her.
Ahh.. Pure hilarity. Props.
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YeRe
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Kurupt + Daz= Daz + Kurupt
LOL
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Man... I guess I overestimate people on this forum
The lyrics go:
First you get the power
(I post a picture of a power plant)
Then you get the money
(I post up a picture of cash)
Then you get the pussy
(I post up a picture of a fine bitch)
Dude don't be no Dummy
(I post up finites avatar)
If you don't understand that the dummy is infinite, I don't know what to say to you.
lol i thought you were referring to the two kids...
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CHECK 1, 2, CHECK 1, 2, 3
YES YES YALL
YO YO YO YO
TESTING TESTING
RUN LIKE P. DIDDY IN THE CITY
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life is like a box of chocolates, you just never know....