What are you listening to now?

I'm A Soldier - Z-Ro

Yeah, him and his cousin Trae. They spit the truth. And their old group Guerilla Maab. But theres hardly any of that on the web
 
Streets Got Ya - Guerilla Maab

Its safe to say, we all alone while living this life of tears
So ready to give up with the fear, what's gon happen here
I lost everything that I had and gotta face that, niggas can't even take that
Went from worse to the worst, all the crews I feel I'm going right back
My days are getting shorter, God times are getting harder
Too much weight up on my shoulders, have mercy heavenly father
Why do I have to live like this, I'm forever known to be real
Within my life and time, it'll stay that way even if I'm dying
And only pray to see my happiness, even in the mist
I never knew that it would be like this, I hate it be like this
 

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Nas - One Mic
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PbxJt3FoR2o

All I need is one blunt, one page, and one pen
One prayer - tell God forgive me for one sin
Matter fact maybe more than one, look back
at all the hatred against me, fuck alla them
Jesus died at age 33, there's thirty-three shots
from twin glocks there's sixteen apiece, that's thirty-two
Which means, one of my guns was holdin 17
Twenty-seven hit your crew, six went into you
Everybody gotta die sometime; hope your funeral
never gets shot up, bullets tear through the innocent
Nothin is fair, niggaz roll up, shootin from wheelchairs
My heart is racin, tastin revenge in the air
I let the shit slide for too many years, too many times
Now I'm strapped with a couple of macs, too many nines
If y'all niggaz really wit me get busy load up the semis
Do more than just hold it explode the clip until you empty
There's nothin in our way - they bust, we bust, they rust, we rust
Lead flyin, feel it? I feel it in my gut
That we take these bitches to war, lie em down
Cause we stronger now my nigga the time is now.
 
Days of my Life (ft. Billy Cook) - Trae

Because this world ain't promised to me
The life that I'm living, is for the day
And the pain I forever feel, is what got me running a stray
And I don't want much, but it never fail
I can't even get a piece of a piece of mind, without going through hell
Hard times is what I bleed, a blessing is what I need
So I can get over the struggle, and make it for my seed
These days on the line, and I feel like I'm next to leave
And I hope I'm going to heaven, aside if I believe
 

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TuPac - Ghetto Gospel
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E9htpHuaBKU

Tell me do you see that old lady ain't it sad
Living out a bag, but she's glad for the little things she has
And over there there's a lady, crack got her crazy
Guess she's given birth to a baby
I don't trip and let it fade me, from outta the frying pan
We jump into another form of slavery
Even now I get discouraged
Wonder if they take it all back while I still keep the courage
I refuse to be a role model
I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottles
I make mistakes, I learn from everyone
And when its said and done
I bet this Brotha be a better one
If I'm upset, you don't stress
Never forget, that God hasn't finished with me yet
I feel his hand on my brain
When I write rhymes, I go blind, and let the lord do his thang
But am I less holy
Cause I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies
Before we find world peace
We gotta find peace and end the war on the streets
My ghetto gospel
 
Nothin Left 2 Live 4 - Guerilla Maab

I hate you living in prison, with no free time for the ride
So we gon keep it on track, and hit full speed for the drive
You know your baby brother Trae, is going worldwide
Behind the walls you a legend, and I'ma keep your pride
Looking at your daughter, I can see that she is just like you
And when her mama died, the only one she wanted was you
I know its hard to try to maintain, when you all alone
Then again you not alone, I'ma make it when you coming home
Reunited, and I'ma die before I let you go
Forever one, and always thinking of my bigger bro, you know I love ya
 

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Tupac feat nas - Thugs mansion
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bJJeMEiLkJg

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
 
Life as Thugs - Guerilla Maab

Fin to make me another nigga feel my pain, stressed out
Praying in chains, sick of living the game and it'd never be the same
I've been here too much, all of my niggas I love
Getting locked up, and dropping in the ground too much
I would give my life to see em, smile again
All of the pain that I feel, fin to run me dry
Look in the sky, and why my niggas had to die
These tears that I cry, can't bring back the time
Of life, the time we use to ride together
On the grind, to get us in we gon get this chedda
 

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Nas- Got urself a gun
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xyx_33kcPs0


'm the N the A to the S-I-R
and If I wasn't I must've been Escobar
you know the kid got his chipped tooth fixed
Hair parted with a barbers preciseness
Bravehearted for life, it's -
the return of the Golden Child, son of a blues player
so who are you playa? y'all awaited the true savior
puffin' that tropical, cups of that Vodka too
Papi chu', tore up, wake up in a hospital
Throw up? never, 'member I do this through righteous steps
you Judists thought I was gone, so in light of my death
y'all been all happy go lucky, bunch of sambos
call me Gods Son, with my pants low
I don't die slow, put them rags up like Petey Pablo
this is Nasdaq dough, in my Nascar with this Nas flow,
what could beat that not a soul reppin'
hit the record sto', never let me go, get my whole collection.