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"life's a bitch, then U die"........
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THAT'S A NAS SONG!!! i don't know if you got it from there, but that song is off the hook... it's so old school, Nas's first album "illmatic""Life's a bitch and then you die/ that's why we get high/ Cause you never know/ when you're gonna go"
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R.I.P. Lamont Coleman a.k.a. Big L -- 1975-1999 "Your ice don't shine an your chain hollow/ why you front in clubs for hours wit tha same bottle/ takin midget sips/ I run wit the richest clicks/ Tap the thickest chicks/ plus drop the slickest hits/ you know nothin about L/ so don't doubt L/ what's this muthafuckin rap game wit out L/ Yo that's like jewels wit out ice/ that's like china wit out rice/ or the holy bible wit out christ/ tha bulls wit out mike/ crack heads wit out pipes/ or hockey games wit out fights/ don't touch the mic if you aint able to spit/ flamboyant is tha label i'm wit.. muthafucka.... Big L" |
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damn brits
loli thought i'd sound like an idiot saying that..... but it's from a song, by a guy named Nas
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R.I.P. Lamont Coleman a.k.a. Big L -- 1975-1999 "Your ice don't shine an your chain hollow/ why you front in clubs for hours wit tha same bottle/ takin midget sips/ I run wit the richest clicks/ Tap the thickest chicks/ plus drop the slickest hits/ you know nothin about L/ so don't doubt L/ what's this muthafuckin rap game wit out L/ Yo that's like jewels wit out ice/ that's like china wit out rice/ or the holy bible wit out christ/ tha bulls wit out mike/ crack heads wit out pipes/ or hockey games wit out fights/ don't touch the mic if you aint able to spit/ flamboyant is tha label i'm wit.. muthafucka.... Big L" |
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well u learn something new everyday
:hehe: :hehehe:popular is he :hehehe:
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![]() cause hip hop isn't as big in europe as it is here
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R.I.P. Lamont Coleman a.k.a. Big L -- 1975-1999 "Your ice don't shine an your chain hollow/ why you front in clubs for hours wit tha same bottle/ takin midget sips/ I run wit the richest clicks/ Tap the thickest chicks/ plus drop the slickest hits/ you know nothin about L/ so don't doubt L/ what's this muthafuckin rap game wit out L/ Yo that's like jewels wit out ice/ that's like china wit out rice/ or the holy bible wit out christ/ tha bulls wit out mike/ crack heads wit out pipes/ or hockey games wit out fights/ don't touch the mic if you aint able to spit/ flamboyant is tha label i'm wit.. muthafucka.... Big L" |
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hip hop is quite popular here........
plenty of peeps R into it
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if somebodies into hip hop they know Nas
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R.I.P. Lamont Coleman a.k.a. Big L -- 1975-1999 "Your ice don't shine an your chain hollow/ why you front in clubs for hours wit tha same bottle/ takin midget sips/ I run wit the richest clicks/ Tap the thickest chicks/ plus drop the slickest hits/ you know nothin about L/ so don't doubt L/ what's this muthafuckin rap game wit out L/ Yo that's like jewels wit out ice/ that's like china wit out rice/ or the holy bible wit out christ/ tha bulls wit out mike/ crack heads wit out pipes/ or hockey games wit out fights/ don't touch the mic if you aint able to spit/ flamboyant is tha label i'm wit.. muthafucka.... Big L" |
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I didn't say I was into it.......
peeps I know and some work m8s........:smoka: :smoker2:
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:hehehe:and if you know somebody into rap then they should know Nas... that's all i meant
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R.I.P. Lamont Coleman a.k.a. Big L -- 1975-1999 "Your ice don't shine an your chain hollow/ why you front in clubs for hours wit tha same bottle/ takin midget sips/ I run wit the richest clicks/ Tap the thickest chicks/ plus drop the slickest hits/ you know nothin about L/ so don't doubt L/ what's this muthafuckin rap game wit out L/ Yo that's like jewels wit out ice/ that's like china wit out rice/ or the holy bible wit out christ/ tha bulls wit out mike/ crack heads wit out pipes/ or hockey games wit out fights/ don't touch the mic if you aint able to spit/ flamboyant is tha label i'm wit.. muthafucka.... Big L" |
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cool
:sun:
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If there is no afterlife, then death is really scary. What comes after it? What happens to your mind?!? I can't imagine not being conscious, not existing. Hurts my brain trying to imagine it.
Notions such as Heaven and Hell are contrived to give people a goal and to allay their fears about death. Nonsense I tell ya--it'd be nice if it was true. Btw, I think the Pope recently announced that Heaven and Hell aren't concrete places. They are what you make it and it more psychological. So no clouds and harps, which would suck and be my personal (and most like others') hell. Oh yeah, if Hell exists... I hate BMWs and attractive busty girls! (blondes and red heads)
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Its scary to think that you will no longer have any kind of conciousness when you die......just a giant *nothing* for eternity.
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Most people won't agree but Im gonna put in my 2 cents. You go to either heaven or hell.
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i used to be heavily anti-chiristian anti-god. but now i realize that SOMETHING had to make the cosmic egg, or whatever. something had to create matter. i dunno what. But something is there.
As victor hugo put it: "The inwardness of man has a name, and that name is God."
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