Saturday, June 05, 2004
Sorry Blogger
Hey ppls really sorry that i didnt blog ah... well cause erm... i dun really got th e mood to blog la haiz... recently so many things happen well i am unhappy with my work than quarrel with my manager la haiz... long story la sian... well actully i start off my week and the month of june well hehe... happy happy :) :) well actully i manage to change up with some of my long time never contact fren like Tanglin and Jasper my drink frens hahaha... they so nice after work still come to my fav place to drink hahaha... than. The next day i met up Jody and Eileen and never forget xiaopang (Liqing) as well hahaha.... well than we wnet drink again hahaha... this time we go to Emarld Hill the
NO 5 to drink well ididnt know that they have a age limit of lady age 20 and man age 23 and above haiz... i was quit piss of by the staff there la. I mean ya although i look underages and i didnt meet there house rules but you know what out of the 4 of us he come and ask me whether am i illagel again to drink and he ever wanna to check my ID haiz... so shit rite. I think ever i am at the age of 25 they will think that i am only 18 lor kao... feel so the useless haiz... but no choice la who ask me also so childish havent grow up yet hehehe... Well after we go alley bar to drink well i think the place really damn nice leh... erm... no words to decride only u can feel it man haha... well than this stupid good suggest from xiaopang ask us to go to swesen to eat than reach there liao compaint the price too expenince kao... dunno wat shhe wan also actually the main plan is to go Gaylang to have dim sam but since we are in town so got no choice la dun wan to spend money on cab fare. I miss my dim sam haiz... got to wait till my next paid day than can go to eat haiz... well yesterday kaichen so nice come to pre rouge to have dinner hahaha... i force her to come one well think that she had grow abit fat hahaha... well pigs are like that la only eat, sleep, drink, watch movie and surf net butt stack on the chair for 8 hrs in 5days sure fat rite....hhahahaha.... I tell all ah... hehe... today i finally pass my bike hahaha... now wait for my traffic police exam man really look forward to it well i already aim my bike liao only wait for the stop exam but soon next month hahaha... well k la i got to go work liao well blog soon k.
The following lyrics tell u about life.....
Cradle To The Grave
[Chorus]
From tha Cradle to the Grave, life ain't never been easy
Living in the ghetto.
From the cradle to the grave, life ain't never been easy
Living in the ghetto.
June 16, 1971
Mama gave birth
to a hell raisin' heavanly son.
See the doctor tried to smack me
but I smacked him back,
My first words were "thug for life"
and "Papa pass the Mac."
I'm bustin' on these motha fuckas ballin'
Listen you can hear my mini 14 callin'.
From out the window of my drop top
I got my glock cocked
bustin' at niggas
when will it stop ?
Now tell me are you scared of the dark?
Can't close my eyes I see visions
And even with this thug livin'
will I escape in prison ?
Penitentiary chances was an all day thang
The only way to advance
and if you slang
Then you'd better have your nikes on
Cause when we fight
it's in the middle of the night with no lights on.
Hey!!
There must be a God cause I feel lucky,
Paranoid out my mind
this motha fucka's tryin' to rush me.
Am I goin' to jail?
Look at me bailin'
Commin' out the court house
all about mail and bank
Never die
be a hustler mothafuckas
And makin' thugs out you suckas.
From the cradle to the grave.
[Chorus]
From the cradle to the grave, life ain't never been easy
Living in the ghetto. easy
From the cardle to the grave, life ain't never been easy
Living in the ghetto.
From the cradle to the grave
since a little bitty child
I've been known to get ill and kinda buck wild.
Pop pop!
just like the part that's in my walk with street talk
I'm runnin' up the block in the dark with less spark.
Survalience on a nigga every day,
Waitin' on my daddy just to take his ass away.
Now Mama always workin' tryin' to make ends meet.
So now a young niggas bein' raised by the streets.
And then the on other one that ever showed me love
Was my dope fiend uncle strung out on drugs
a striaght thug.
Just me, my mama out here on our own
So I got two gatts
one black and one of chrome.
Now I don't wanna hurt nobody but I must defend mine!
It's all the fuck I got
so stop and walk a thin line.
Young niggas be brave
and keep on thuggin' from the cradle to the grave,
From the cradle to the grave.
[Chorus]
From the cradle to the grave, life ain't never been easy
Living in the ghetto.
From the cradle to the grave, I'm glad to say
I made it this far.
Many G's died hard
and all they got was their name here up on a wall.
It's sad thinkin' about the times
Life goes on, I'm steady lost in this land...
as the warzone I got no home
don't have no friends neither.
It's just me by my lonely so I married my nina.
I keeps her wherever I go,
I love my ho.
Never leave home with out my sugar.
I'm hafta plug a nigga.
Mama told me not to trust no punks,
And kick his ass if he lay a hand on me.
Since then I been known.
Sometimes I think my own self stupid
Cause I stay shootin' at marks,
Get twisted up in police reports.
Since the cradle, I've been ungreatful.
My first toy was a gun
I got sprung and learn to love weapons.
But now I'm through with money
and through with street fame.
Somebody peeled my cap and put me in my grave.
[Chorus]
From the cradle to the grave, life ain't never been easy
Living in the ghetto.
From the cradle to the grave, life ain't never been easy
Living in the ghetto.
i skated in the lonely world ...quiet and undisturbed at
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