All Killa Ft Qockar - Why

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Lyrics:
[Chorus]X2
(Why) da world is bad,
(Why) da world is sad,
(Why) da world is mad,
(Why) I know too much cad,
Ready to die for anything.

[Verse:1]
Why my friends is die,
Why he's in da paradise,
Why da life is too hard,
Even we have da card,
Da card for playin' da game of da life,
Why many homiez loose da life,
Why we take too often da bad drift,
Why de school level is soo uplift,
Why we've not da success key,
Why we're oblige to do dirty money all day,
Why God don't wan't to pay,
The price of what we doin',
So such thing wounded when we tryin',
To have a ordinary life cuz' is what we wantin',
They think we playin',
But when we die in da street da game is loosin',
Why all da motha crie when them son run,
Run followin' da money I'm sorry for dis mum.

[Chorus]X2
(Why) da world is bad,
(Why) da world is sad,
(Why) da world is mad,
(Why) I know too much cad,
Ready to die for anything.

[Verse:2]
Pourquoi, pourquoi ?
Pourquoi les gens te montrent du doigt
Quand t'es renoi ou rabza
Pourquoi la vie n'as de profit que pour les gens riche comme Crésus
Qui n'ont jamais mis leur pied dans un bus,
Pourquoi quand t'as un nom étranger,
Pour les demandes de boulot t'es rejeté,
Pourquoi les blacks de ma rue dorment à douze dans la même chambre,
Pourquoi dû à la pauvreté des gens sont privé de leurs membres,
Pourquoi sarko fout le bordel,
Alors qu'il sait bien que la France restera de tel,
Pourquoi le président nous fait toujours des promesses,
Alors que tout ce qui augmente c'est les problèmes et sa richesse,
Pourquoi la vie de certain est plus belle qu'à d'autre,
Tout ça à cause de d'histoire de sous ça me botte,
Pourquoi des jeunes sont obligés de racketter,
De dealer, de frapper pour se faire de l'argent,
Pourquoi ne peuvent-ils pas s'en faire autrement,
Pourquoi des potes à moi savent qu'il ne ferons rien de leur vie,
Tout ça parce qu'ils sont pauvre mais t'inkiet Momo je te la paierais ta Ferrari,
Je sais très bien qu'ils pourraient s'en sortir,
Mais ils n'en ont pas envi c'est ça le pire,
Pourquoi des gens sont obligés de faire la manche pour survivre,
Alors que nous sommes dans un pays libre,
Pourquoi y en a qui sont caissier à ED,
Alors qu'ils ont étudié pour devenir chef cuisinier,
Pourquoi il n'y a que des blancs sur les affiches, pubs où à la télé
Parce que s'ils étaient noirs ça seraient moins regarder,
Pourquoi le peuple français,
Est inconsciemment raciste la preuve lepen est passé,
Au second tour, alors que tous les autre étaient tous aussi lourd,
Pourquoi ce ne sont que les gosses blancs qui sourient,
Alors que les gamins blacks s'agenouillent et prient,
Pourquoi tant de question
Et si peu d'explication, pourquoi ?

[Chorus]X2
(Why) da world is bad,
(Why) da world is sad,
(Why) da world is mad,
(Why) I know too much cad,
Ready to die for anything.

[Verse:3]
Why me I'm here whereas some are not,
Why whereas man bang their wifes,
Why whereas wife die under the blow of their marrys,
Why in da night whereas cops fight my brotha,
Why tomorrow I'm letin' know of their death,
I'm irritated cuz' da life don't doin' present,
I see all da trickery of da government,
They try to cover up this things but it's loose this time,
Explain me why da outside count as much as,
Why I feel so weak when I wake up,
Why I feel so weak when I bed down,
If you from da west da east da north or da south,
You can understand what I say,
If you from to da America,da france,da africa or da asia,
You can understand what I say,
Cuz this message is universal,
Cuz' da wrong is everywhere.

[Chorus]X2
(Why) da world is bad,
(Why) da world is sad,
(Why) da world is mad,
(Why) I know too much cad,
Ready to die for anything.
All Killa Ft Qockar - Why
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# Posted on Thursday, 02 February 2006 at 1:42 PM
Edited on Thursday, 02 February 2006 at 2:08 PM

New Shit : Young Killaz - No Joke

New Shit : Young Killaz - No Joke
VoIla new shit produced By me SiSih MdR bon voila : Young Killaz - No Joke

Lyrics:
[Chorus]X2
in dat track we don't jokin',
in dat beat we pokin',
in dat song we don't playin',
in dat track we bluffin',
dat beat is what you lovin',
in dat song we yellin',(AHHHH)

[Verse:1]J-mav
when ya eatin' my shit,
it give me more artist powa,
I don't trippin' ya,
Ya know ya listen a real nigga,
We certified killaz,
Ya undastand my dick,
Ya undastand my vibe,
Ya undastand da jewel shinin',
ya see I can pride,
I just don't give a fuck to da media say “da rap iz die”,
And I continue to change your view about da rap,
Don't fall in da states traps,
da truth iz da undaground,
A FINIR
[Chorus]
in dat track we don't jokin',
in dat beat we pokin',
in dat song we don't playin',
in dat track we bluffin',
dat beat is what you lovin',
in dat song we yellin',(AHHHH)

[Chorus]X2
in dat track we don't jokin',
in dat beat we pokin',
in dat song we don't playin',
in dat track we bluffin',
dat beat is what you lovin',
in dat song we yellin',(AHHHH)

[Verse:2]All Killa
Yiiiiiii Da boy A-L-L to da killa,
I pimpin' I killin' you know I'm a killa,
I wield such good da mic,
Whom you're jealous and you wanna fight,
My style shine in da night,
No joke ours rap rest in da sunlight,
You come from da westside,
But we come YK side,
Wit' da dread I ride,
Don't do da g's men,
Except you wanna die like a g's men,
My lyrics are written even to ten,A-M or P-M,
Fuck wit' a bitche yes I can,
Fuck wit' da bitch of my friend No I can't,
my rap dos'nt consist in saying all what I think,
but has to think all what I rap,
same for frankess don't say all what you think,
cuz' in da rap you're likely to take strike,
A plus J'n'R do young-killaz,
We don't joke about dat,
Cuz our real life is da rap,
You can see dat in dat track.

[Chorus]X2
in dat track we don't jokin',
in dat beat we pokin',
in dat song we don't playin',
in dat track we bluffin',
dat beat is what you lovin',
in dat song we yellin',(AHHHH)

I ain't a shit
I frighten youuuuuu
Look the feice of tom cruuuuuise
I got the seime of him
I riprisent the young killaaaaaz
J-mav, run-j and all killaaaa
We are the best rappaaaz
When i clap of the fingaaaaz
All the fimeiles come toward me
If you look well, they are all beautiful, si
When you see that everyone deviate, you know that's me
Look at my grill
He's very very very very very wonderful, si
I'm the V.I.P
I ain't junkie
What you think about me roundly?
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# Posted on Tuesday, 17 January 2006 at 1:35 PM
Edited on Tuesday, 17 January 2006 at 2:06 PM

Run-j - Clap Hand (Ft J-Mav)

voilaaaa un song de run-j et j-mav faite tourné check it men listen and say what you think



Run-j - Clap Hand (Ft J-Mav)
Run-j - Clap Hand (Ft J-Mav)
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# Posted on Saturday, 14 January 2006 at 4:59 PM

All Killa (Ft J-Mav) - Her Son Is Die

voila encor un song avec J-mav mais les song de young killaz et de moi avc run-j ou de run-j j-mav von arivé don't worry

All Killa (Ft J-Mav) - Her Son Is Die


Lyrics:
Her Son Is Die (Ft J-mav))
[Chorus]X2
Her son is die,
Now he fly to the sky,
Her son is die,
Cuz' be a gangsta he have try.
[Verse:1]J-mav
that mom lost her son, cuz he died of a stray bullet,
her son died cuz he choked himself of all this bad smoke,
this mom with lost her son, because a racist killed it,
the death of the one of the notres, for a family,
is a place that nobody will replace,
even if there are the photographs and films,
pointing out the person as well liked,
nothin' makes as the smile will return,
cuz it's known that it will not return,
it's all killa and j-mav 4 a new warning(* 4)

[Chorus]X2

[Verse:2]All Killa
that mom have lost her son Cuz' he was on listenin',
and when he've saw the cop he have runin',
but one bullet on the heart is what he have receivin',
that mom have lost her son cuz' he wanna be a hustla,
but when you betrayed the otha gangsta,
You'll be finish always siw feet unda,
That mom have lost her son cuz' he was here by lucky,
But its luck have turn badly,
And he finish his life in messy,
That mom have lost her son cuz' he luv' so mush money,
But this money is for him not destiny,
So you know where he have finish with him money,
That mom have lost her son cuz' da hood don't want him,
And da chance does'nt make always well the thing.

[Chorus]X2
All Killa (Ft J-Mav) - Her Son Is Die
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# Posted on Saturday, 14 January 2006 at 4:56 PM
Edited on Saturday, 14 January 2006 at 5:12 PM

All Killa (Ft J-Mav) - My Baby

voila un song de meeh and j-mav song de lova dit ske vou en pensé


All Killa (Ft J-Mav) - My Baby


Lyrics:
My Baby(Ft J-mav)
All Killa
[chorus]:X2
(My Baby),For Eva my Lady,
(My Baby)Lose U would be a tragedy,
(My Baby)To U I'm so crazy,
(My Baby)Com'on In My arm I need you my baby.

[Verse:1]J-mav:
all killa call me,
for once more, honoured the opposed sex,
ya and me will go at basket –ball matchez togetha,
ya and me will go to da cinema,
ya and me, we willn't stop being called,
 ya and me, we will adore ourselves(HOW)
ya and me,we will cherich,good cherich,(HOW)
hey girl,you are my baby,
ya aren't no matter who, you count much in my eyes, you are my star, which is most beautiful of the sky, hey baby,(HOW)
don't worry with me,will neva have you tears, it's dat this day there I will be tired, this day there?(when)
I'm a balla,how I'm a balla,
How baby,take this sonour waves,hu-hu!

[Chorus]X2:
My Baby,For Eva my Lady,
Lose U would be a tragedy,
To U I'm so crazy,
Com'on In My arm I need you my baby.

[Verse:2]All Killa:
U know my chip I luv' ya,
Yi I neva forget ya,
My heart is on fire,
When I see ya,
Your presence lets me Without voice,
I reappear when I heard your voice,
You make me feel better,
I envisage my life only with you,
I try to find the word for describe that,
But I'm to mooved for dat,
For you I can kill,I can Fight,
I'm so high,
I'm so mad,
I'm so love,
But You're So perfect,
All these perfect nights,
All these perfect days,
Too many boyz want ya Too much boyz I should Kills,
Without your body I can't breath,
Without Your heat near me I'm freeze,
Without your kiss I'm so lonely,
Without You I'm nothing.

[Chorus]X2
My Baby,For Eva my Lady,
Lose U would be a tragedy,
To U I'm so crazy,
Com'on In My arm I need you my baby

[Verse:3]All Killa:
when I kiss ya it's like a supa nova,
when I tuch your lips it's a lil'mo' luv" tips,
when I see your ass I wanna see your face,
I luv' all in ya,
you luv' maby all in me but I'm not on ego,
have a kind wit' you I'm ready,
a night wit' you in my bed,
it's a dream carrier,
when I'm tired,
I see ya and I'll not
All Killa (Ft J-Mav) - My Baby
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# Posted on Saturday, 14 January 2006 at 4:39 PM
Edited on Friday, 06 July 2007 at 7:32 AM