The Third Annual Tig Party!!!!

Empty spaces, What are we living for
Abandoned Places, I guess we know the score...on and on
Does anybody know what we are looking for?
Another hero, another mindless crime
Behind the curtain, in the pantomime, hold the line!
Does anybody want to take it anymore?
The show must go on
The show must go on
The show must go on
Inside my heart is breaking, my make up may be flaking but my smile still stays on
Whatever happens, i leave it all to chane
another heartache?
another failed romance?
on and on, does anybody know what we are living for?
i guess im learning, i must be warmer now.....i'll soon be turning round the corner now
outside the dawn is breaking, but inside in the dark im aching to be free
The show must go on
The show must go on
The show must go on
inside my heart is breaking, my make up may be flacking, but my smile still still stays on
my sould is painted like the wings of butterflyfairytales of yesterday grow and never die! I can fly my friends!
The show must go onT
he show must go on
I face it with a grin, im never giving in, im with the show
I top the bill, i have to find the will to carry on with the show.....
The show must go on

The show must go on............

even the blind man can see thats not so......
people on the streets......

Why dont we give love that one more chance?
pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pushing down on me, pushing down on you....

QUEEN MEDLEY

Ooooooooooh yes, im the great pretender
pretend that im doing well, my need is such, i pretend too much, im lonley but no one can tell
ooooh yes, im the great pretender, adrift in a world of my own....
i play the game, but to my real shame, you've left me to dream all alone
too real is this feeling is this feeling of make believe
too real when i feel what my heart cant conceal
ooh yes im the great pretender, just laughing and gay like a clown
i seem to be what im not you see....im wearing my heart like a crown...
Preeetend, that you're still around....
oooh yes! im the great pretender, just laughing and gay like a clown, i seem to be what im not you see..... im wearing my heart like a crown.....Preeeetend, that you're, preeetend that you're....stiiiiiiiil around!!!!!!!!

ok.....well....went to the party....started drinking at 6....drink finished by 7.30...but it was fun 😄
good muck about....and kristi loved it...her face when she saw us ha ha...
but i was supposed to be staying at a friends....but then i had a MASSIVE nose bleed that lasted like an hour....and had to come home....

and i also have a sore stomach...but other than that im great 😄

i started drinkin at 2 nd finised at 8.....16- 20 cans lol, i was so mortal lol.

maybe now a bit rap. Tupac - Life goes on...

How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz
Rest in peace young nigga
there's a Heaven for a 'G'
be a lie
If I told ya that I never thought of death
my niggas
we tha last ones left
but life goes on.....

How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz
Rest in peace young nigga
there's a Heaven for a 'G'
be a lie
If I told ya that I never thought of death
my niggas
we tha last ones left
but life goes on....

As I bail through tha empty halls
breath stinkin'
in my draws
ring, ring, ring
quiet y'all
incoming call
plus this my homie from high school
he's getting by
It's time to burry
another brotha
nobody cry
life as a baller
alcohol and booty calls
we used ta do them as adolecents
do you recall ?
raised as G's
loc'ed out and blazed the weed
get on tha roof
let's get smoked out
and blaze with me
2' in tha morning
and we still high assed out
screamin' 'thug till I die'
before I passed out
but now that your gone
i'm in tha zone
thinkin'
'I don't wanna die all alone'
but now ya gone
and all I got left are stinkin' memories
I love them niggas to death
i'm drinkin' Hennessy
while tryin' ta make it last
I drink a 5th for that ass
when you pass...
cause life goes on

How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz
Rest in peace young nigga
there's a Heaven for a 'G'
be a lie
If I told ya that I never thought of death
my niggas
we tha last ones left
but life goes on....

How many brothas fell victims to tha streetz
Rest in peace young nigga
there's a Heaven for a 'G'
be a lie
If I told ya that I never thought of death
my niggas
we tha last ones left
and life goes on....

Yeah nigga
I got tha word as hell
ya blew trial and tha judge gave you
25 with an L
time to prepare to do fed time
won't see parole
imagine life as a convict
that's getten' old
plus with tha drama
we're lookin out for your babies mama
taken risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from gettin on her...
life in tha hood...
is all good for nobody
remember gamin' on dumb hoties at chill parties
Me and you
No true a two
while schemeing on hits
and gettin tricks
that maybe we can slide into
but now you burried
rest nigga
cause I ain't worried
eyes bluried
sayin' goodbye at the cemetary
tho' memories fade
I got your name tated on my arm
so we both ball till' my dying days
before I say goodbye
Kato, we're meant to rest in peace
Thug till I die

How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz
Rest in peace young nigga
there's a Heaven for a 'G'
be a lie
If I told ya that I never thought of death
my nigga
we tha last ones left
and life goes on....

How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz
Rest in peace young nigga
there's a Heaven for a 'G'
be a lie
If I told ya that I never thought of death
my niggas
we tha last ones left
cause life goes on....

Bury me smilin'
with G's in my pocket
have a party at my funeral
let every rapper rock it
let tha hoes that I usta know
from way before
kiss me from my head to my toe
give me a paper and a pen
so I can write about my life of sin
a couple bottles of Gin
incase I don't get in
tell all my people i'm a Ridah
nobody cries when we die
we outlaws
let me ride
until I get free
I live my life in tha fast lane
got police chasen me
to my niggas from old blocks
from old crews
niggas that guided me through
back in tha old school
pour out some liquor
have a toast for tha homies
see we both gotta die
but ya chose to go before me
and brothas miss ya while you're gone
you left your nigga on his own
how long we mourn
life goes on...

How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz
Rest in peace young nigga
there's a Heaven for a 'G'
be a lie
If I told ya that I never thought of death
my niggas
we tha last ones left
but life goes on....

Life goes on homie
gone on, cause they passed away
Niggas doin' life
Niggas doin' 50 and 60 years and shit
I feel ya nigga, trust me
I feel ya
You know what I mean
last year
we poured out liquor for ya
this year nigga, life goes on
we're gonna clock now
get money
evade bitches
evade tricks
give players plenty space
and basicaly just represent for you baby
next time you see your niggas
your gonna be on top nigga
their gonna be like,
'Goddamn, them niggas came up'
that's right baby
life goes on....
and we up out this *****
hey Kato, Mental
y'all niggas make sure it's popin' when we get up there
don't front.

What a nice tupac song....time for an aggressive one.

Intro: Tupac
I ain't got no mother****in friends
That's why I ****ed yo' *****, you fat mother****er
(take money) WEESSSSSSIIIIIDE!!
Bad Boy killers
(take money) You know the realest is niggaz
(take money) We bring it to you
(take money)

Verse One: Tupac
First off, **** your ***** and the click you claim
WEESSSSSSIIIIIDE when we ride come equipped with game
You claim to be a player but I ****ed your wife
We bust on Bad Boy niggaz ****ed for life
Plus Puffy tryin ta see me weak hearts I rip
Biggie Smallz and Junior M.A.F.I.A. some mark ass bitches
We keep on comin' while we runnin for ya jewels
steady gunnin, keep on bustin at the fools, you know the rules
Little Ceaser, go ask ya homie how I leave ya
cut your young ass up, leave you in pieces, now be deceased
Lil Kim, don't **** around with real G's
Quick to snatch yo' ugly ass off tha street, so **** peace
I let them niggas know it's on for life
So let the West side ride tonight (haha)
Bad Boy murdered on wax, and killed
**** wit' me and get ya caps peeled, you know, see...

Chorus:
Grab ya glocks, when you see Tupac
Call the cops, when you see Tupac, uhh
Who shot me, but ya punks didn't finish
Now ya bout to feel the wrath of a menace
nigga, I hit em' up...

Interlude: Tupac
Check this out, you mutha****as know what time it is
I don't even know why I'm on this track
ya'll nigguz ain't even on my level
I'ma let my little homies ride on you
***** made-ass bad boy bitches, deal with it!!

Verse Two: Fatal
Get out the way yo, get out the way yo
Biggie Smallz just got dropped
Little Moo, pass the Mac, and let me hit him in his back
Frank White need to get spanked right, for settin tracks
little accident murderer, and I ain't never heard-a ya
Poisinous gats attack when I'm servin ya
Spank the shank ya whole style when I dank
Guard your rank, cause I'ma slam you in the pavement
Puffy weaker that a ****in rocka wanna do, nigga
and, I'll smoke ya junior mafia in front of you, nigga
With the ready power tuckin my Guess under my Eddie Bauer
ya clout, pretty sour I push packages every hour
and hit em up

Chorus

Verse Three: Tupac
Peep how we do it, keep it real, it's penitentiary steel
this aint no freestyle battle, all you niggaz gettin
killed with ya mouths open
tryin to come up offa me, you in the clouds hoping
smokin dope it's like a sherm high
Niggaz think they learned to fly
But they burned mutha****a, you deserve to die
Talkin bout you gettin money but its funny to me
all you niggaz livin bummy why you're ****in with me
I'm a self made milionare
Thug Livin out a prison, pistols in the air, hahaha
Biggie, remember when I used to let you sleep on my couch
and beg the ***** to let you sleep in the house, ahh
Now its all about Versacci, you copied my style
Five shots couldn't drop me, I took it, and smiled
Now I'm bout to set the record straight, with my AK
I'm still the thug you love to hate
Mother****er, I hit em up

Verse Four: Kadafi
I'm from N-E-W Jerz, where plenty murders occur
No points to be calmer, we bringin drama to all you herbs
Knuckle check the scenario, Little Cease
I bring you fake G's to your knees
Coppin pleas to 'De Janeiro'
Lil Kim, is you coked up, or doped up?
Get ya lil Junior Whopper click smoked up, what the ****
is you STUPID?!?! I take money, crash and mash through Brooklyn
with my click lootin, shootin and pollutin ya block
with 15 shots cock glock to your knot
Outlaw mafia click movin up another notch
And you bast stops squaws get mopped and dropped
All your fake-ass east coast props brainstormed and locked

Verse Five: Edi
Youse a, beat biter, a Pac style taker
I'll tell you to ya face you aint shit but a faker
Softer than Alize with a chaser
Bout to get murdered for the paper
Idi Amin approach the scene
Write a caper, like a loc, with little ceaser in a choke hold
Totin smoke, we aint no mutha****in joke
Thug Life, niggaz betta be knowin, we approchin
in the wide open, guns smokin
no need for hopin its a battle lost, I got across
Soon as the funk was poppin off
Nigga I hit em up

Outro: Tupac
Now you tell me who won
I see them, they run
They don't wanna see us
Whole Junior M.A.F.I.A. click dressin up tryin ta be us
How the **** they gonna be the mob when we always on our job
We millionaires, killin ain't fair but somebody gotta do it
Oh yeah, Mobb Deep, you wanna **** with us?
You little young ass mother****ers
Don't one of you niggaz got sickle cell or somethin?
You ****in with me nigga you **** around
and have a seizure or a heart-attack
You better back the **** up, fore you get smacked the **** up
That's how we do it on our side
Any of you niggaz from New York that wanna bring it bring it
But we ain't singin, we bringin drama
**** you and your mother****in mama
We gonna kill all you mother****ers
Now when I came out I told you it was just about Biggie
Then everybody had to open their mouth with a mother****in opinion
Well this how we gonna do this
**** Mobb Deep
**** Biggie
**** Bad Boy as a staff record label
and as a mother****in crew
And if you wanna be down with Bad Boy
Then **** you too
Chino XL, **** you too
All you mother****ers, **** you too

(take money)
(take money)
Alla y'all mother****ers, **** you die slow mother****er
My fo'-fo' make sure all y'all kids don't grow
You mother****ers can't be us or see us
We the mother****in Thug Life ridahs WEESSSSSSIIIIIDE till we die!
Out here in California we warn ya we'll bomb on you mother****ers
We do our job
You think you mob, nigga we the mother****in mob
Ain't nuttin but killers and the real niggaz
All you mother****ers feel us
Our shit's going triple and four-quadruple
(take money)
You niggaz laugh coz our staff got guns at they
mother****ers belt, you know how it is
When we drop records they felt
You niggaz can't feel it
We the realest, **** EM, we Bad Boy killaz!

Originally posted by The Inkeeper
i started drinkin at 2 nd finised at 8.....16- 20 cans lol, i was so mortal lol.

maybe now a bit rap. Tupac - Life goes on...

oh and some one took pictures...so i shall have some 😛

(i hope i dont look pissed in them 😛 )

lol i made friends with a 22 year old man who gave me house key trustingly, i then manages to try on all his clothes which he expressly forbade.....even his army hats lol. im gonna show you all 😉

diluting juice? you will have the shits darling 😱 Vodka is a drink of kings.

lol....i had fun 😛

but the police turned up at one point 😛)

you guys shouldn't drink. It makes me do this --> 😠 and then I do this ---> cry

I am sooo exhausted. I just worked a 14 hour day at two different jobs, and pretended I was a sophomore in college and had a really hot college athelete hit on me. yeah for being an actress..Tee hee 😊

Drink is bad nono ..except when consumed in large quantities at parties 😖hifty:

well.....i just get giddy and hyper....then bored....

and poor you....and would you be meeting this hot athlete again?

Originally posted by Flying High
well.....i just get giddy and hyper....then bored....

and poor you....and would you be meeting this hot athlete again?

I never have and never will consume alcohol.

No probably not...I don't even know his last name. All I know is his name is James...and mine was "elizabeth" and we talked about poetry and Sylvia Plath, and way awsome things like that and I got to pretend I was 19...and he was soooooooo hot 😛 tee hee...it made me happy

and THEN I got to color and play on the playground with a 2 1/2 year old and 5 year old little girls who are the cutest kids ever invented. YEY!

Originally posted by Fianna
Drink is bad nono ..except when consumed in large quantities at parties 😖hifty:

it made everyone a lot happier and nicer 🙂

neways im gona go...cause i have a sore stomach....and im tired...

Originally posted by Elessea
you guys shouldn't drink. It makes me do this --> 😠 and then I do this ---> cry

I am sooo exhausted. I just worked a 14 hour day at two different jobs, and pretended I was a sophomore in college and had a really hot college athelete hit on me. yeah for being an actress..Tee hee 😊

😂 someone had an interesting day. Hot athlete? 😛

Originally posted by Flying High
drinking at parties is fun 😄

it made everyone a lot happier and nicer 🙂

neways im gona go...cause i have a sore stomach....and im tired...

laters, Fee. 😄

Originally posted by Tassie
😂 someone had an interesting day. Hot athlete? 😛

Hee hee...yeah. He's a sophomore at UVA, the college here...and I pretended I was nineteen...and we discussed Plath, and poetry, and other such excitments 😊

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