hey yo...heya...thank ya...bout to change your view see...that said...bout to start this out with something funny see...cause then the rest is gonna be way too damn real...but you're readin' and sayin...yo...whoa...really is this it, like this, yeah...it's like that........so check this shit...out...yo G...
a real sign from NYC an KFC:
hehe...i got ur bitch hangin'...
Tupac...Money B - and Shock G..."when you learn, baby doll, ya can't tie me down...hey yo Shock, let them hoes know...just 'cause i'm a freak don't mean we can hit the sheets...see, weekends was made for Michelob, but it's a Monday...so just lemme hit it...so long as you know...round an round...puhlease...
ohhh-you don't know me, you just met me, you won't let me? well if i couldn't have it, then why ya sweat me...break out or be clown, baby doll are you down..."
-disc two, track four-greatest hits.
but-if you really wanna listen to what's up...check out "changes," same disc, same day-see...ya gotta operate the easy way...i made a "G" today, but ya made it inna sleazy way...i gotta get paid...well hey, that's the way it is...it's time for us as a people to make some changes!
(damn he's talkin' bout a war in the middle east? but that was 19-90muthafckin8) what the? still? ten years later? still a war in the middle east? peace. make me wanna start back bangin' man...stone face an it's on...it's hard to imagine...revolution? i gotta formulate a caper cause light-skin ng 'a straight sufferin' from a lack of paper...
you see, the only thing today that gets me outa my depression and anxiety is thinkin' about takin' control of this bitch...done with a holy war you don't believe in? betta step up...betta say so...next one in line for death row...traveling thru the streets ina hearse...could be you-man woman and child...when the real war starts-well...if you read this then you know...someone said so...military state sound good to you? wanna see bombed buildings, rubble and everything you know destroyed like a tonka toy in a head on with a F-15? wanna see your kids growin' up livin' life twisted-imagine your lil girl layin' face down, bleeded out a rip, with her arm stickin outa her hip...imagine your lil boy with pieces in the living room and the bathroom...see, it's blood and destruction you won't look at on tv, not on NBC...'cause some dude in the house said the people don't need to know...where it is they money really go...wanna see...another man dead in a war zone-wanna see the tears when another mom sees her boy-gone.
get up and get busy-time to get to the scene...another military state? another 3 billion spreading hate....we are the minority and one day we'll see and we'll be...desperate to go back, to rewind this track...listen to the leaders of your time...what is the message-do you wanna pay for they crime?
you gonna sit and realize someday, this motha was for real...thug life, boy...when you can't get a drink and you got nothin to heat your home and you realize it's the mistakes of the past you live with in the future-then you'll see the lies...then you'll come through...past the gates and say...mr. angel man...didn't I do it right...didn't i stop the fight...or did i sit by idle and watchin'...the bombs of death droppin'...flyin' through the mid east skies...paid for...by me, on my ten-forty...that's right people, it's tax time-guess where you money is goin'?
to pay for death...another cause you funded...another man in a turban didn't do nothing but wanna pray his way...another woman and child left in rubble and blood...paid for by you and your contribution...way to go...thank you...thank you yourself...when you sign your 10/40...sign your certificate...to hell...paid for by me...'cause i done see...now ain't no way not to know...not to go...back ain't an option...get it together now...for your eternity is at stake. on this day-the day after we praise the reverend Martin K, man i just gotta say...someday-we'll see the day...when the people are judged not for the color of their skin, or for the way they pray to the same damn God you say you pray to too...but for they character...and judged you'll be...not by the poetic justice, but by the action did, and the action you didn't did...you see, when you give the leaders you elect the money, it's your responibility, that's the key, so close your eyes...look away...maybe you won't even see it comin'....maybe...but you really think it's so...i think you see it an you know it and you gonna act surprised...but in a way, you gonna think....damn...i had a shot, a chance...coulda listened to some crazy man...livin' in the snow...and goin' slow...down the tubes of the path to hell...one single US dollar at a time...and a fed cut rate ain't gonna help you see how you mistook reality for religion...and how you did it again...and again...ten years gone...money spent to set it up...and leave it hangin' like...the ten...comandments you know...and the philosophy of leaders great and new...to which you owe the reality of this misery...the misery you are gonna know...unless you get with it and get it goin' straight up-right on through...like death and life-only the real two...things you better think about yo...maybe what we need see...just-a-crazy man...hey...i gotta go...peace.
Obama '08. end of message-back to your regularly scheduled programmin'. (oh, and go email a few dollars to me, i need it)...visit: to keep going... or just click here to email me a few dollars...lastly-if you would like to make a difference...(this post was originally a http://myspace.com/jesatiu bulletin) click reply, copy ALL of the code and then paste it into a new bulletin. that way, anyone on your friends list that is not on my friends list will also have a chance to read and forward it and then...soon...it'll go worldwide and it'll make me wrong. Trust me-I wouldn't mind being wrong...but...what if I'm NOT? just do it...your action...it's what'll make the difference between me being right, and me being wrong...PROVE ME WRONG. peace.~!jesatiu
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