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[Pb] 13.Snoop Dogg - Real Soon(ft. Kurupt, Daz & Nate Dogg).mp3

2PAC - Run Tha Streets (Unreleased Verse)

Too Short - Get This Money ft. E-40 & Richie Rich

Warren G - Yo' Sassy Ways

Room light dim, hum of the fridge on loop
Steam from the bowl draws a ghost in the soup
Phone screen glowing like a tired moon
Silence at the table plays its quiet tune

One chair pulled, other three untouched
Dinner for one but the weight is too much
Microwave sings like a campfire glow
Modern little flame for a world too slow
Notifications blink like artificial sparks
Trying to warm shadows that live in the dark
Table connectée, âme débranchée au fond
I scroll to remember I'm not alone
Cutlery still wrapped in the plastic bag
I eat to the beat of a digital lag
Messages float like smoke rings died
Ghosts in the chat typing from the other side
Leftovers soft like an unfinished thought
Silence is the story that nobody taught

Silence at the table, screen for a friend
Warm meal cooling while the minutes bend
Heart unplugged in a wired-up town
Modern fire flickers when the lights go down
Silence at the table, echo in the bowl
Lo-fi shadows leaning on my soul
Microwave glow like a campfire sign
Alone with the world on a fragile line

Steam fades out, room stays cold
Messages read but the warmth’s on hold
Fork hits the plate like a thin heartbeat
Rhythm of a dinner that can’t compete
Posters peeling in the corner of the wall
Dust writes poems where the lamps don’t fall
Worry in the cracks of the wood I touch
Silence fills the chair that I miss too much
I take one bite, hear the city outside
Taxis drift slow like a digital tide
Even the shadows sit down for the meal
Every empty space knows the way I feel
Clock ticks low like it’s half asleep
Time drips soft in a lo-fi sweep

Silence at the table, screen for a friend
Warm meal cooling while the minutes bend
Heart unplugged in a wired-up town
Modern fire flickers when the lights go down
Silence at the table, echo in the bowl
Lo-fi shadows leaning on my soul
Microwave glow like a campfire sign
Alone with the world on a fragile line

Night pulls close as I clear my tray
Lonely little ritual at the end of day
Microwave door clicks shut like a sigh
Embers of the blue screen lighting my eye
I speak to the room but it speaks back none
Only the hum of appliances won
Table set for a guest who never arrived
All my invitations left unsent, archived
I fold the napkin like a note unread
Thoughts spill warm but the plate stays dead
Sometimes I picture another chair filled
But the scene rewinds before it can build
So I breathe slow, let the moment stay
Silence at the table is my only way

Silence at the table, screen for a friend
Warm meal cooling while the minutes bend
Heart unplugged in a wired-up town
Modern fire flickers when the lights go down
Silence at the table, echo in the bowl
Lo-fi shadows leaning on my soul
Microwave glow like a campfire sign
Alone with the world on a fragile line

Room cools down, heartbeat low
One last glance at the afterglow
Table sits still like a muted fable
Silence says grace at an empty table

Silence at the Table

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Only On The Left Side

Thiz How We Live (feat. Kurupt)

Single - Daz Featuring Nate Dogg ‎– Boyz N Tha Hood © 2004 
So So Def ‎ & Arista Records, Inc  ℗
Produced By – Daz Dillinger

Daz - Boyz N' The Hood Feat. Nate Dogg

Big L - MVP

Beastie Boys Brr Stick Em 4AM Mix

Warren G   I Need A Light ft Nate Dogg

[Verse 1]
They told me I would never make it, I would never achieve it
Reality is nurishment, but people don't believe it
I guess its hard to stomach the truth like a bulimick
its a dirty game and nobody is willing to clean it
But this is for the paralygics, people dreamin' of runnin'
ladies married to men who dont please 'em, dreamin' of comin'
urbanly murderous like David Berkowitz when I'm gunnin'
Some cowards on the internet didn't think I would sell
scared to talk shit in person, cuz they stuck in a shell
and couldn't understand the pain of being stuck in a cell
Hell is not a place you go, if you not a christian
it's the failure of your lifes greatest ambition
It's a bad decision to blindly follow any religion
I don't see the difference in between the raw and the wrong
Soldiers emptyin' the clips at little kids and they moms
I'm just like a desperate motherfucker strapped to a bomb
Humanity is gone, smoked up in a gravity bong
by a democrat republican Cheech and Chong
Immortal Technique, you never heard me preachin' a song
I'm not controversial, I'm just speakin' the facts
Put your hands in the air like you got the heat to your back
and shake your body like a baby born addicted to crack
And since life is a gamble like the crabstables at Vegas
I freestyle my destiny, it's not written in pages

[Verse 2]
I hate it when they tell us how far we came to be
as if our peoples history started with slavery
Painfully I discovered the shit they kept us secret
this is the exodus like the black jews out of Egypt
I keep it reality based wit the music I make
brought the truth to your face with the style I run wit
like the navy missile that shot down flight eighthundred
I'm like the africans who came here before Colombus
and from the 15hundreds until after the model
I watch Latin America get raped in the sorrow
You see the spanjards never left Espace the Cologne
and if you don't believe me, you can click on Uni Mission
I never seen so much racism in all of my life
every program and newscast, all of them white
It's like a part tide with 10 percent ruling the rest
that type of stress 'll make me put the fucking tool to your chest
Step in my way nigga, I wouldn't wanna be ya
I burn slow like (a) pissing drunk with gonnorrhea
I'll do a freak show in North Korea, burning the flag
while Jay Edgar Hoover politicians dress up in drag
Try to confuse you, makin' it hard to follow this:
capitalism en democracy are not synonymous
You swallow propaganda like a birth control pill
sellin' your soul to the eye on the back of the dollar bill
But that will never be me, cuz I am leavin' the past
like an abused wife with the kids, leavin' your ass
Like a drug addict clean and sober, leavin' the stash
unbreakable Technique leavin' the plane crash
I'm out with the black box and I refuse to return
I spit reality, instead of what you usually learn
and I refuse to be concerned with condecending advice
cuz I am the only motherfucker that could change my life

[Ending]
Some people think I won't make it
but I know that I will
Escape the emptiness
cuz that shit is slow and it kills
the flow and the skill
I made y'all believe that it last
You can make the future
but it starts with LEAVING THE PAST

Immortal Technique - Leaving the Past

From The REMIX-Files Vol. 1
http://www.thomax.org/?page_id=3

Warren G I Need A Light ft Nate Dogg

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