randywanis

DEATHROW,RIDE OR DIE BIATCH

BASKETBALL DUNKS R IN DA PHOTO PAGE...On da Bottom My site is alittle screwed becuz of friendpages but i'm trying to fix it up... Shout Outs: Shout out ta Nestor,Anthony,Ryan,Clint,Asare,Nick,Craig,Andrew, Andre,Steve,Jason,Michelle,Melissa,Roxana,Christina,Nerina,Arra,Amanda.S,Amanda.M,Sonia,Sonia,Jasmin, Little bout me::::: Fav Song:Me Against The World & So Many Tears Fav Rapper:Tupac/Makaveli Fav Basketball Player:Michael Jordan Fav Hockey Player:Joe Sakic Fav Football Player:Randy Moss & Jerry Rice Fav Sport:Basketball Things I Hate:When ppl act like faggots ... I'm Gonna Add Some NFL Pictures & pictures of my friends so hold up and keep checkin up on my site SONGS OF THE WEEK : 2pac - So Many Tears I shall not fear no man but God Though I walk through the valley of death I shed so many tears (if I should die before I wake) Please God walk with me (grab a nigga and take me to Heaven) Back in elementary, I thrived on misery Left me alone I grew up amongst a dyin breed Inside my mind couldn't find a place to rest until I got that Thug Life tatted on my chest Tell me can you feel me? I'm not livin in the past, you wanna last Be tha first to blast, remember Kato No longer with us he's deceased Call on the sirens, seen him murdered in the streets Now rest in peace Is there heaven for a G? Remember me So many homies in the cemetery, shed so many tears Ahh, I suffered through the years, and shed so many tears.. Lord, I lost so many peers, and shed so many tears Now that I'm strugglin in this business, by any means Label me greedy gettin green, but seldom seen And fuck the world cause I'm cursed, I'm havin visions of leavin here in a hearse, God can you feel me? Take me away from all the pressure, and all the pain Show me some happiness again, I'm goin blind I spend my time in this cell, ain't livin well I know my destiny is Hell, where did I fail? My life is in denial, and when I die, baptized in eternal fire I'll shed so many tears Lord, I suffered through the years, and shed so many tears.. Lord, I lost so many peers, and shed so many tears Now I'm lost and I'm weary, so many tears I'm suicidal, so don't stand near me My every move is a calculated step, to bring me closer to embrace an early death, now there's nothin left There was no mercy on the streets, I couldn't rest I'm barely standin, bout to go to pieces, screamin peace And though my soul was deleted, I couldn't see it I had my mind full of demons tryin to break free They planted seeds and they hatched, sparkin the flame inside my brain like a match, such a dirty game No memories, just a misery Paintin a picture of my enemies killin me, in my sleep Will I survive til the mo'nin, to see the sun Please Lord forgive me for my sins, cause here I come... Lord, I suffered through the years (God) and shed so many tears.. God, I lost so many peers, and shed so many tears Lord knows I.. tried, been a witness to homicide Seen drivebys takin lives, little kids die Wonder why as I walk by Broken-hearted as I glance at the chalk line, gettin high This ain't the life for me, I wanna change But ain't no future right for me, I'm stuck in the game I'm trapped inside a maze See this Tanqueray influenced me to gettin crazy Disillusioned lately, I've been really wantin babies so I could see a part of me that wasn't always shady Don't trust my lady, cause she's a product of this poison I'm hearin noises, think she fuckin all my boys, can't take no more I'm fallin to the floor; beggin for the Lord to let me in to Heaven's door -- shed so many tears (Dear God, please let me in) Lord, I've lost so many years, and shed so many tears.. I lost so many peers, and shed so many tears Lord, I suffered through the years, and shed so many tears.. God, I lost so many peers, and shed so many tears 2pac-Ain't Hard To Find (feat. B-Legit, C-Bo, Richie Rich, E-40) [Tupac] They say [Intro/Chorus:] [B-Legit] Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin [C-Bo] Where I can pile up my chips [Richie Rich] And niggaz call me a timer [Tupac] I been ballin since my adolecsent years steady climbin [E-40] Man, you motherfuckers don't know nuttin about no timin [Tupac] That's right, that's right boy start that shit off [Verse One: 2Pac] I heard a rumour I died, murdered in cold blood dramatized Picutes of me in my final stage you know Mama cried But that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted Like I no longer existed, mysteriously missin Although I'm worldwide, baby I ain't hard to find Why I spend most of my time on California crime Watching for thievin I'm cautious it's like I'm barely breathin Puttin a bullet in mutherfuckers give me a reason See me and hope I'm intoxicated or slightly faded You tried to play me now homicide is my only payment I'm addicted to currency in this life I lead Why the fuck you cowards be runnin, too scared to fight a G For the life of me, I cannot see How motherfuckers picture livin life after a night of fuckin around with me And if you don't like this rhyme then bring your big bad ass to California, cause we ain't hard to find [Chorus] [Verse Two: C-Bo, B-Legit] I got my locs on hard hat goin to war Breakin them off on sight, stoppin lives like red lights Watch em pause as I pull my strap, out my drawers And get to dumpin on they ass, like the last outlaws Rich, Tupac and the Click, smokin blunts, loadin clips With enough shit to raise your block in one dip We bring on horror like Tales From the Crypt And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick I'm fully automatic full of static and shit Movin Dodge van fifty rounds in the clip I'm ridin shot gun with the tint in the back I'm plan to have a motherfuckerin mint in this rap I'm from the V-A-L-L-E-J-O Where sellin narcotics is all I know I got blow, speed, bleed, whatever yo' kind And if you need a motherfucker I ain't hard to find Some may call me Bootsy, but I call it timin That's while I keeps on grindin (that's right) to the point where a nigga can't stop Too much feelin this shit, that's why I'm quick to peel a bitch Whether it's a nigga or a hoe, a hoe get in my way, then that ass gots to go Cause a nigga steady plottin I serves hit for hit, and motherfuckers keep droppin [Chorus] [Tupac] C-Bo and D-Shot, E-40, Richie Rich [E-40] Da Bay, beitch! [Verse Three: E-40, Richie Rich] Down the steps Abandonded broken down apartment complex Heavy metal lipstick hairy can't be scary Playboy, what the fuck is the proof without the drama play Nigga, what the fuck you got a gun for, if ya gonna hesitate Best shake and bake although mine was first to ask niggaz Motherfuckers didn't think I wasn't going do somethin, ask niggaz Threaten your life, ain't like you love him Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him Check this out I grew up with that nigga, threw up with that nigga I hear he tryin to ride, double-edgin for the other side But now, my glock be so judgemental Back seat of a rental keep my name out your dental Nigga, if your gum bleedin, and you needin mo' than twenty sticthes, you behaved like dem bitches Sideways to the race Heavy in the game, check the resident it's all the same Nigga, and we ain't hard to find [Tupac] Hell nah we ain't hard to find [C-Bo] The whole clickilation fool [E-40] Motherfuckers hard to find, right here bitch [Tupac] Why them niggaz actin like they can't find us like like they can't see us and like we don't be at the same spots they be at It's the same congregation, Young Pac is back YouknowhatImean? [C-Bo] Nigga be lookin all the way when he see you and shit It's a celebration, Young Pac is back [E-40] Motherfuckers better understand this shit [Tupac] Ay D-Shot nigga can we get paid man? Can we just go there and sock this shit up? Hey, we smokin, and we ain't hard to fine Drinkin and shit, fuckin with some hurricane [E-40] A motherfucker's gonna get his Marlboros regardless playa [Tupac] You suPPOSED to Sideways to the next light... 2Pac - Ambition Az A Ryder [1] - [2Pac singing in background 2X] I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah You don't wanna fuck with me Got the police bustin at me But they can't do nuttin to a G (Let's get ready to ruuumbllle!!) [1] - [2Pac speaking over background] Now you know how we do it like a G What really go on in the mind of a nigga that get down for theirs Constantly, money over bitches [2] - [2Pac singing in background starts to overlap/repeat] I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah You don't wanna fuck with me Got the police bustin at me I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah Police bustin at me I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah / Got the police bustin at me I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah.. [2] - [2Pac speaking over background] Not bitches over money Stay on your grind nigga My ambitions as a ridah! My ambitions as a ridah! [2Pac] So many battlefield scars while driven in plush cars This life as a rap star is nothin without heart Was born rough and rugged, addressin the mad public My attitude was, "Fuck it," cause motherfuckers love it To be a soldier, must maintain composure at ease Though life is complicated, only what you make it to be Uhh, and my ambitions as a ridah to catch her while she hot, and horny, go up inside her Then I spit some game in her ear, "Go to the tele hoe" You put what money in a Benz, cause bitch I'm barely broke I'm smokin bomb-ass weed feelin crucial From player to player, the game's tight, the feeling's mutual From hustlin and prayers, to breakin motherfuckers to pay-up I got no time for these bitches, cause these hoes tried to play us I'm on a meal-ticket mission, want a mil', so I'm wishin Competition got me ripped, on that bullshit they stressin (boo-yaa!) I'ma rhyme though, clown hoes like it's manditory No guts no glory my nigga bitch got the game distorted Now it's on and it's on because I said so Can't trust a bitch in the bidness so I got with Death Row Now these money hungry bitches gettin suspicious Started plottin and plannin on schemes, to come and trick us But Thug niggaz be on point and game tight (yeah) Me, Syke and Bogart, wrap it up the same night Got problems then handle it, motherfuckers see me These niggaz is jealous cause deep in they heart they wanna be me Uhh, yeah, and now ya got me right beside ya Hopin you listen I catch you payin attention to my amibitions as a ridah [Chorus: 2Pac] [singing] I won't deny it, I'ma straight ridah You don't wanna fuck with me [singing] My ambitions as a ridah [singing] Got the police bustin at me But they can't do nuttin to a G [Tupac] (I won't deny it, I'ma straight ridah) Peep it.. it was my only wish to rise above these jealous coward mutherfuckers I despise When it's time to ride, I was the first off this side, give me the nine I'm ready to die right here tonight, and motherfuck they life (yeah nigga!) That's what they screamin as they drill me, but I'm hard to kill So open fire, I see you kill me (that's all you niggaz got?) witness my steel Spittin at adversaries envious and after me I'd rather die before they catchin me, watch me bleed Mama come rescue me I'm suicidal thinkin thoughts I'm innocent, so there'll be bullets flyin when I'm caught (Shoot!) Fuck doin jail time, better day, sacrifice Won't get a chance to do me like they did my nigga Tyson Thuggin for life and if you right then nigga die for it Let them other brothers try, at least you tried for it When it's time to die to be a man you pick the way you leave Fuck peace and the police, my ambitions as a ridah [Chorus] [Tupac] My murderous lyrics equipped with spirits of the Thugs before me Pay off the block evade the cops cause I know they comin for me I been hesitant to reappear, been away for years Now I'm back my adversaries been reduced to tears Question my methods to switch up speeds, sure as some bitches bleeds niggaz'll feel the fire of my mother's corrupted seed Blast me but they didn't finish, (buck buck buck buck buck) didn't diminish my powers so now I'm back to be a motherfuckin menace, they cowards That's why they tried to set me up Had bitch-ass niggaz on my team, so indeed, they wet me up But I'm back reincarnated, incarcerated At the time I caught the perfect way that God made it Lace em with lyrics that's legendary, musical mercenary For money, I'll have these motherfuckers buried (I been) gettin much mail in jail, niggaz tellin me to kill it Knowin when I get out, they gon' feel it Witness the realest, a whoridah when I put the shit inside the cry from all your people when they find her Just remind ya, my history'll prove I been it Revenge on them niggaz that played me, and all the cowards that was down widdit Now it's yo' nigga right beside ya Hopin you listenin, catch you payin attention to my ambitions as a ridah [Chorus 2.5X]