my report on living (the american ghetto way)

نوري · **مرسل:** الاثنين يناير 07, 2013 7:44 am

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ولا تبعد :mrgreen:

فترة
وشكرا

مواطن مصري · **مرسل:** السبت فبراير 02, 2013 4:01 pm

well come to the land to the heartless
where it's dark
and it's hard
not to spark this
i touch on plates that never been touched before
like craziness to a lonly door
life's triumph life is to ignor
like crazy kids bringing sounds of tomor
like sunlight on rainy weather
it's hard not to run this
very hard not to run for cover
i duck down now picture my brother
i run around running for head cover
picture i humble my self down securing the shelter
facing with domestic violence inside a cold stormy weather
like bad ties to a belt
of lonly measures
hard headed when looking for treausre
miss this and get the helping hands out for pleasure
get this then get the next hit
like cold cuts to a belt thats closely in fit
bound to earth like earth bound to mud
who to trust in a life filled with signs
call it a sign flood

الكرار · **مرسل:** السبت فبراير 02, 2013 5:33 pm

الأخ الفاصل مواطن مصري بالفعل قمت بمسح المشاركة

مواطن مصري · **مرسل:** السبت فبراير 02, 2013 8:49 pm

عفوا
ارجوا عدم ترجمة المشاركات

كما قلت ليس يوجد لها ترجمة

ارجوا عدم اخذها لجوجل او اي مترجم علي النت

ارجوا كما قلت من قبل ان لا يحاول احد بترجمتها

انا صاحبها و هذا طلبي
ان اردت لها ترجمة قمة بترجمتها بنفسي
ليس يوجد لها ترجمة

و الترجمة المكتوبة خطاء في خطء

تاني ارجو ان لا تترجم
هي كما هي
ان فهمها من يفهمها و جهلها من يجهلها

ارجو من الكرار و من حاول ترجمتها من قبل ان يقف محاولات الترجمة

هذا طلبي في ما يخصني

و ارجوا ان لا يجادلني احد

ان قرائت المشاركة من قبل وجدة طلبي بعدم ترجمتها واضح مرتيين

و هذه المرة الثالثة

ان لم تفهمها لن يفهمها لك مترجم

فهي ليس يوجد لها ترجمه

و ما ترجم منها لا صله بينه و بين ما فيها خالص و لا من قريب و لا من بعيد

هي ليس للناس و هي لاهلي و من اهلي من يعرفها و و لا اريد التدخل في المشاركة بترجمة او طلب ترجمه

ارجوا ان لا يجادلني احد في اشيائي
و من الاخر ان لم تفهمها فهي ليس لك

و لا من حقك ان تترجمها
ان اراد صاحبها ترجمه لترجمها بنفسه

تاني لا تترجم

و ليس لها ترجمه

و هي ليس للناس
و من يقول لي لماذا تكتبها

هذا شيء يخصني و اهلي

و شكرا

don't try to
translate whats been written
it's on for the lost and found
if you can't read between the lines don't produce sounds
my words are violence
stepping to the silence
i pack my self like cobras do
i am on the verge of being surrounded ,true
no more unsecure
no more trips on a hardcore
the trip is life
and life is filled
and i'm on the verge of making enemies squele
don't deal if you can't feel
why follow me into what you don't know
stop trying to harrase me better let go
i free my self like crazy
no more i want to understand whats in that man's mind
i'm hard to find
deadly in signs
living like thugs do so i'm hard to rewind
harder than a cold truck giving birth to park
no its so scary very dark
im gone n
i will come back
i got my mind figuered out and i will come back no way to a life that's clearly wack
i take two steps back and release my self
please stop wasting time trying to run after me
i know who u be
and that ain't cool nor true if u trap me
i can't be trapped
im raised by the best on the best track
i am what i am
u can hate it or love it
i don't fall back
i rise above it
once i get my swerve on
it's hard to knock it
it's like trying to sleep after drinking too much coffee
it's hard to stop it
relax tae them masks off
set it off
like bombs to a blow
a blow to what you don't know
once out the woomp it's hard to go back
but come back for more
my mama pushed me out the house and told me to get go
get mo'(more)
no stress if i can't get higher than low
where its hard to maintain focus on the get go
lets get close to survival tactics
war has been mastered
thetrip is drastic
looking like rubber faces been put into plastic
for the rest of the population
im a thug facing
multiple examination
to be tested like dice
rolled on the other half ain't nuthing nice
we triple the enegy they got
we are closer to pop than drop
i don't cry
i maintain ways to let my pain die
if i'm dead then you lnow it's because i didn't lie
if living know that they will come to ride
fill up the weapon with what will be true to the stepping

الكرار · **مرسل:** السبت فبراير 02, 2013 9:39 pm

عفوا الأخ الفاصل مواطن مصري سوف أقوم بمسح هذه المشاركة أنا أسف. Sorry,my dear brother I will delete this share

مواطن مصري · **مرسل:** الأحد فبراير 03, 2013 7:05 pm

اخي نوري امين
ربنا يكرمك

مروورك و كلماتك جميلة جدا اشكرك يا اخي من كل قلبي

اخي الكرار اشكرك علي حسن زوئك
و اهتمامك الجميل

و انك اخذت من وقتك لترضي اخ لك

هذا يعني الكثير لي
ان تاخذ من وقتك لترضي و تلبي طلبي

اشكرك من كل قلبي و اشكر لك اهتمامك
ما اجمل المحبة الصافية
ما اجملها فعلا

نظرة من وجه مبتسم لاخوك تجعل الحزين فرحان و المهموم سعيد

احبكم في الله كما احببتموني

كلامكم و اهتمامكم جميل جدا

اشكركم عليه

الاتية لكم و لكل اخوتي الحقة
اللي ما في زيهم علي الارض
اخوتي من احب و يحبوني كما احبهم
اشكر الله لوجودكم يا اخوتي الحقة و اهلي في حياتي
و اشكركم لوجودكم معي
و انتم دائما في قلبي
لا تغيبوا عنه لحظة
احبكم حب جميل كبير لا يقدر علي وصفه اللسان

to my family
the only ones that could understand me
to the brothers and all the fellas
the people in my life that makes the demons jealous
i trade my life for yours
i smile when you cross my mind
you are the reason for my shine
you are the people i love and that makes my life feel like it's mine
i rewind
every moment
i wish i could freez it and own it
never take you forgranted
i miss you dearly you are the life to me on this planet
where will i be without my family
when life gets hard
cause it ain't eazy being who we are
driven by my ambitions
desiring higher positions
in this life to make smiles out of frawns be in my mission
is to be more than just a living position
i wish you well as i spell your names on my heart with my fresh pumepd blood in to circulation
this life ain't nothing without family
so i ask for your permission
to say i love you all this be in my daily position
true brothers help you get through
and if it was him he do the same for you
real brothers make you feel good
up in the hood wishing to be the first to help my brother out to see him good
i trade my life for yours
i exchange what you want me to exchange as i mix my nights with those
close
to the heart never to go
promised to never let me flow
neither will they ever let me go
i love them too much to explain it on a paper or a page yo
this life is called rage in mo
motion as the fast mo is ready to turn to slow mo
to insure that the enemy must go
not glow
they maintain wickedness untill it's time for the blow
to blow them out of proportion
out of scale
turn they lights out send them to hell
turn they fight into a trumendous failure
its not about greed its about how to be a soldier
a true sailor
sailing along side with good
raised tough
cuz i was raised in the hood
the streets are cold but they treated me good
true to the block so the block was true to me
i run with family
before enemies use to be
so close that i couldn't see clearly
now they dare not to stand near me
i love the struggle
the hustle
the double trips they call trouble
plus i'm raised to maintain my hustle
make sure to bust the enemy's bubble
next to us
the enemy must catch a blue bus
don't they all fall
at the end they ain't solid nor built closly packed like a wall
they eazy to crumble
eazy to fall
you see them think they closly bound
when actually they fall on the slightest sound
they far away from each other
hating one another
thats the truth i got the word from the book my brother
true to you like no other
i love to THE HOLY HIGH
IN HIS MAJESTY'S BLESSINGS i hope to die
wish me well
i wish you well back
far away from haters attack

الكرار · **مرسل:** الأحد فبراير 03, 2013 8:35 pm

بارك الله فيك يا مواطن مصري لا شكر علي واجب وأسف مره تانيه اني عملت حاجه ضائقتك

مواطن مصري · **مرسل:** الثلاثاء فبراير 05, 2013 12:49 pm

jealousy and hate
envy and wishes for me to break
meditate in a perfect state
live life to the fullest learn from mistakes
don't wait on them to hurt me disrespect i don't take
i maintain
to make the enemies to talk
all they do is talk
when im around the wish to walk
they hate it when i rise
they wish to see me cry
they bit their own teeth wishing on me to die
all that cause i have
and they have not
they try to be friends but they know i will drop
them out the frame
i come back again
ask for my name
u ask for an ending to u'r game
try to trap me
try to kidnap me
i'm a man and at times i'm trigger happy
pulling on issues that are thick
i am honest and they sick
once again i'm back
hitting they back
make them caugh blood as i reply back
i make the attack
make sure they fall back
and when i go back home make sure to relax
i got them all worried
running for cover in wishes to not be burried
i rush the issue quick
i rush it like slick
enter my aim no fall off this trip
manage my own clique
get my own thangs
when i dream of riches is only when i'm banked
don't care about money
money is so funny
i don't care if i'm full
or have a hungry tummy
my wishes come dear
ocean is clear
mind filled with game
so i'm free from all fear
life is so drama
like bringing pain from fear
i rather see them fear me than watching them get near me
i love alot of people but they won't love me back
so i moved out they life hoping i don't go back
to they personal gain
i watch them pass me pain
they use to come to my house
and make sure it rains
inside my mind they attack me
all the times they harras me
never let me go ,as they hold me when they pass me
if i pass by
then i must say hello
but when i see them i just say hello and good bye
i bizzy very bizzy
like a rabbit i must jump out
hop n keep hopping till i meet my cloud
why wish to dead me if u can't have me
why seperate me from my family
why do u do what u do when u do?
am i to loud ,for u to hear me through?
i ain't got but love to my family on my mind and heart
n u try to push me away out my family's way
when u thought i dropped
u came quickly with the smiles
tried to hunt me down
but this time around
i made u put u'r face down
i turned u'r hopes to dead
i messed with u'r head
i turned u away
making u fed
every day u and u'r bad rotenm apples mention my name in vein
wishing to kill me before u see my gain
u don't see my pain all u see is u'r self
u come to my fathers house n' all u do is help the twelve
i hate the way u operate
i must step up n i will break
maintain ur focus i will set it straight
no fancy talk no sweet talk
im street smart n book smaret
i kill targets n make them frie on shight
make they mind flip twice
i roll they dicxe
i control they brain with my game device
i'm nothing nice
make u loose ur life
miss u'r flight
get attacked at night
and in broad day light
i learned how to rip
clip a trip
make my enemy slip
catch they neck watching them dip
on my words get set go
ready to explode
hustle till the hustle brings trouble then i go
bubble till the bubble makes double trouble then blow
see me smilling profiling
now see me glow
grow
become big enough to be told so
yo
no cash is to fancy
to make my eyes glow
nor a trip to big to make my mind say wow
i'm raised by the best to be ever known
n' it's shown
sothing is hiden my style ain't bitten
i'm ripping the trip as i'm dipping my clip
i make wize tactics out of scrap
i know how to talk and i know how to rap
i kow how to walk and when to pull my hat back
i'm like a star on the evening sky
i see the light at times and no i don't lie
i don't say i will when i know it's just a try
i say i will when i could
n should when i would
i'm true to the world like leaves true to the wood
i'm close to earth bound
like pencils to papers
elevators to sky scrapers
if it's a lie u see then it's only vapours

مواطن مصري · **مرسل:** الثلاثاء فبراير 05, 2013 7:02 pm

blasted and never to be heard of
a single witness screaming it's a bloody murder
hey young homie tell me what u see now
some crooked souls wont let me be now
and all the times i was tripping
never saw my friends dipping
to be calling me
and all the fake snakes be watching hoping for me to be falling see
i tell them leave me alone
and they keep coming back for more
i blast on them
tell them to close the door
as they leave tell them to stop the blasting ,and ask what are they blasting for
do u hate me or love to see me grow
all i see is fake people telling me i ain't secure
i ain't pure
they want to be my friend against my own will
i shoot straight aim to kill;
if u dont let me be
run along my life im free
i don't have a care
i don't back downb from people if i see them stare
i don't handle fake people with care
i tell them back up or i blast on whats there
i ain't scared and never will i be
i ain't having grey hair but i'm older than they lies see
no way i back down
no way i let them treat me like a clawn
im a man and i deserve a crown
i deserve to be left alone is i ask for no sound
i deserve to live my life without having fake people telling me who i should have for a wife
or who i should hang with through the night
i maintain screaming mode when talking to strangers
i maintain screaming mode when im in a fight
i hate all the fakes and snakes inside my flight
i tell it to they face
u better leave or watch my weapon busting on sight
i don't have a care
n my family look into my eyes wondering if i am there
my life i dare
my trips are snare
to the ears covered by wicked hair
do you want a piece
hope to GOD not to be deseased
i watch the evening news as i see the murder increase
tell it to the people
tell it to the police
once a crook is still a crook
even if he had in his hands a book
once a thief always a thief
even if he didn't have what was took

مواطن مصري · **مرسل:** الأربعاء فبراير 06, 2013 10:33 pm

touched
but still breathing
enemies give me a reason
to be the last one breathing
my wicked ways catches them while they sleeping
now i'm the last one breathing
walking around with a knife deep inside my back
talk about a bad day
i live a life like that
plus my auto matic war tactics
keeps my head from falling off flat
no need to say what i want
my ways of jumping out my ride shows what i demand
ask the next man
who the last man
to be breathing
it's either me or them
the enemy plus a little bit of them
i mix they head within
capture pictures
to get them back later
the pictures in my eyes
touch me now and get delt with later
the truth never lies
i tell it all
like im hard head
hard at ball
lets walk dead talking to the head
to make the ways of tomorrow come cool at once
once we stand up the enemy gets to bounce
one figure teach 2 figures
and them 2 figures tyeach more figures
united we stand
divided we fall
they can take one life
but can''t chase us all
untill now its getting next to lost
but next time around we can have the pain tossed
hate on me what u want to
love it or hate it i'm gonna stay true
remain loyal
even if my brain is put to boil
rap me up in tin foil
push me out the way
i come back running
make the enemy think it's a rainy day
make the block feel like summer
in the middle of december
make the night light in many ways
so far away from the crazies of A.Ks
my homie stay calm through it all
they can take one down but can't chase the ball
they can empty a clip but can't empty us all
the trick is to never loose hope
even if u have u'r best friend hanging dead from a robe

مواطن مصري · **مرسل:** الخميس فبراير 14, 2013 9:49 pm

cairo love:

as i touch down
in the city of bright lights
fast rides n beautiful cool air breez
watch the violence increase
deep inside the sight of a mind on freeze
as the wind be making sounds as it passes through trees
over seas plots to get us down
over sees the plot to cease my town
no one makes a dollar on these cold streets
they have managed to keep us down
a lot of many ways to keep us in a state of messed concious
n cold grips of who ever wants this
like an air tight sealed frames of past ties
we march in to tomorrow to picture us down
they manage to break street codes
dress codes
n tiered thoughts
mind on broke
pockets on empty
believe in this world spinning around but still not having plenty
they have money to feed the war
but can't feed the poor
they have hearts to feed they desires but can't make the poor feel higher
they only wish us dead in slow mo'
like a movie that doesn't make no stops n so
no more ties to make u glow
they can't see u dead n won't let u grow
they don't want u dead but won't help to make the pain go
they don't want us to know
so they keep us under the code of on a need to know
don't see through
walk the walk but never will they let u talk the talk
they miss the way we spark to let us behind time
they messed with our minds
turned us against us
waiting for the guns to bust
who do u trust
who do u run to
murdering us brothers look what it comes to
lies r spilled
great minds r still
fake snakes r moving
making holes in the ground calling it grooving
making mooves to make us dead at heart
dead at mind
solid trips r hard to find
\lonley clips inside a lonely mind
lonely signs for the wicked that will rise
look at the time passing
now watch the look in u'r eyes
too many had falling
died trying
too many will fall watch the star signs crying
no more treasure
the pleasure is dirt
the food is hurt
the aim is to get us all to fight for ever
disperse the crowd carry them in some violent measure
let the world witness how they will fall
will the world be around to witness the down fall
the trickster is not ready to be out
the aim is to carry pain delievr it through a cloud
talk in slow mo' but talk out loud
talk is no talk when talk is cheap
fog is weak
still they find ways to make us retreat
defeat is for the enemy
but still they get they hands on my friend n' me
to make us loose hope
make sure we don't cope
too dead to watch out
too cloudy to see straight
too much hate
for us to meditate
too many lies to see through the food on the plate
empty promises of the lost n' still not found
picture us getting through this with our heads stuck inside a crown
or will we seek humble to humble my tone down
i see through the fake
but the fake doesnt seem to care if he breaks off or see soft
they all want what they hate the most
they all wish they can be among those
heads and no trails
no bosses but much losses
they all want to be leading
no one wants to be a soldier in this season

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