Wednesday, September 22, 2004

There is came , there is gone

Well I wonder could it be
When I was dreaming 'bout you baby
You were dreaming of me
Call me crazy, call me blind
To still be suffering is stupid after all of this time
Did I lose my love to someone better
And does she love you like I do
I do, you know I really really do

Well hey
So much I need to say
Been lonely since the day
The day you went away
So sad but true
For me there's only you
Been crying since the day
The day you went away

I remember date and time
September twenty second
Sunday twenty five after nine
In the doorway with your case
No longer shouting at each other
There were tears on our faces
And we were letting go of something special
Something we'll never have again
I know, I guess I really really know

Why do we never know what we've got 'til it's gone
How could I carry on
The day you went away
Cause I've been missing you so much I have to say
Been crying since the day
The day you went away


...but very hurt when we lost someone...

Sunday, September 12, 2004

Without " mercy "

When enemy live beside us ...



Show the fact who we are.


and...


As long as they don't disturb our peacefull ...



Let them doing anything they want.

Saturday, September 11, 2004

Yes...I would

No sleep, no sleep until I'm done with finding the answer.
Won't stop, won't stop before I find the cure for this cancer.
And sometimes I feel like going down and so disconnected.
But somehow I know that I'm haunted to be wanted.

I've been watching, I've been waiting,
in the shadows, for my time.
I've been searching, I've been living,
for tomorrows, all my life.

They say.. that I must learn to kill before I can feel safe.
But I... I'd rather kill myself than turn into their safe..
And sometimes I feel like I should go and play with the thunder.
Cause somehow I just don't wanna stay and wait for a wonder.

Lately I've been walking, walking in circles.
Watching, waiting for something.
Feel me, touch me,
heal me, come take me higher...


Would You ...?

Friday, September 10, 2004

Blast.....(again)

Bali...,Marriot and now...

Bomb..Bomb and Bomb

I hope Surabaya stay safe and peace

Let's pray for Surabaya and Indonesian 'pissfull'

We can't predict when we die

But..

We can pray for chance

Thursday, September 09, 2004

Till I Collapse

Sometimes you feel tired,
feel weak and, when you feel, you feel like you wanna just give up.
But you gotta search within you, you gotta find that inner strength
and just pull that shit out of you and get that motivation to not give up
and not be a quitter, no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse.

Till I collapse I’m spilling these raps long as you feel em
Till the day that I drop you’ll never say that I’m not killing them
Cause when I am not then I am stop pinning them
And I am not hip-hop and I’m just not Eminem.
Subliminal thoughts when I’m stop sending them women are caught in webs spin and hauk venom
Adrenaline shots of penicillin could not get the illing to stop. Amoxacilin is just not real enough.
The criminal cop killing hip-hop filling minimal swap to cop millions of Pac listeners.
Your coming with me, feel it or not you’re gonna fear it like I showed you the spirit of god lives in us.
You hear it a lot, lyrics the shock is it a miracle or am I just a product of pop fizzing up.
For shizzle my whizzle this is the plot listen up you bizzles forgot slizzle does not give a f*ck.

......

Friday, September 03, 2004

Just For My Father

Sailing down behind the sun,
Waiting for my prince to come.
Praying for the healing rain
To restore my soul again.

Just a toerag on the run.
How did I get here?
What have I done?
When will all my hopes arise?
How will I know him?
When I look in my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
When I look in my father's eyes.

Then the light begins to shine
And I hear those ancient lullabies.
And as I watch this seedling grow,
Feel my heart start to overflow.

Where do I find the words to say?
How do I teach him?
What do we play?
Bit by bit, I've realized
That's when I need them,
That's when I need my father's eyes.

Then the jagged edge appears
Through the distant clouds of tears.
I'm like a bridge that was washed away;
My foundations were made of clay.

As my soul slides down to die.
How could I lose him?
What did I try?
Bit by bit, I've realized
That he was here with me;
I looked into my father's eyes.


Thanks for your love, your life that you've gave to me.
Never think in my mind to lose it.
I always need your hands , always....