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#WhyiRespect: Lupe Fiasco - Jonylah Forever

I didn't know about this story but Lupe pens a beautiful track for sad story. Thank you brother and #RIP #Jonylah

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]

How bout them bullets ain't slow you up

You ain't really die, we watched you grow up

At 12 months you took your first steps

Awkwardly across the kitchen floor to your best

Your first breaths that we can call words

In your father's lap on November 23rd

They were "live for me", and he did for you

Flipped to Neutron and stayed inside the crib for you

And this commitment from your father

Imparted a deep sense of value you forever harbor

And we were all so proud as we seen you getting smarter

And bond grow deeper between a mother and a daughter

You were not a martyr

[Verse 2]

At six, you started reading whole books

At seven, you knew how a brain looked

And could roughly describe, all the different regions

Could tell when we was sick and even knew the reason

The world wasn't at peace, gunfire every weekend

But you were hardly there, cause you was always leaving

Field museum planetarium aquarium

You saw something special in that tank you were starin' in

And those moments as a little girl

You realized it was a bigger world

Bigger than the South Side, bigger than Chicago

You were bigger still wanted rims on your car, though

And big ass woofers in your car door

So you could wang like your daddy at the park eating sharks

Went to King where you were teased for being smart

Where you bumped into Hadiya teaching art

You live forever

[Verse 3]

At sixteen is when you got your scholarship

At twenty-two is when you got your doctorate

Even now it's kind of hard to believe

But your father taught you work hard, and achieve

And you complied, accepted by every medical school you applied

But the coolest thing is when they offered you that high paying slot, you replied

"They need me in the hood" and that's where you reside

Free clinic, nobody denied

And that's where you heard the shots and quickly ran outside

And saw a man and a van and a bleeding baby in his hands

Fading fast, but you knew she could survive

Did everything you could to keep this girl alive

Stabilized until the ambulance arrived

And in that moment, where you gave your help

I bet you didn't know that you saved yourself

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Why I Respect : Amanda Diva - Manchild (Cc @Amandadiva) #fb

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Why I Respect : Rox - Not Going Back

Lyrics :

Oh mmmm mmmm Every thinkin how I got in this place All this drinking has left me a sour taste And my old flame is lying right next to me Like the goodness but now that it's history Ooh didn't guess the scene for tonight With you edging in closer, your hands on my side I'll stay true to my wit That's the least you deserve From the one that broke your heart Why are you doing this to yourself Cause tonight will end in tears You'll be to blame with no one else No going back on this one The choice I made for life Cause all the hurt that's been done So many reasons why I don't what to make of this And I hoped you'd be over it by now No going back on this one Cause the hurt's been done Oh and I feel the pressure as you draw closer to me with my dress up, and with you stroking my feet I caught a glimpse of, how good this all could have been But then I woke up and said 'This ain't happening' Why are you doing this to me? Yes I've tried, and failed you twice, rejected love that's like a knife No going back on this one The choice I made for life Cause all the hurt that's been done So many reasons why I don't know what to make of this And I hoped you'd be over it by now No going back on this one Cause the hurt's been done Ends right here, have no more thought about it This my dear, we'll no longer talk about it Yes it's clear, it's just the way that we roll Yes we roll Ends right here, have no more thought about it This my dear, we'll no longer talk about it Yes it's clear, it's just the way that we roll Yes we roll No going back on this one The choice I made for life Cause all the hurt that's been done So many reasons why I don't what to make of this And I hoped you'd be over it by now No going back on this one No going back on this one The choice I made for life Cause all the hurt that's been done So many reasons why I don't what to make of this And I hoped you'd be over it by now No going back on this one

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Why I Respect : Eric Benet - Sometimes I Cry

Lyrics : Verse 1- Two years since you walked away from me Since all of our scattered dreams Were just thrown away I'm finally gettin back to what I used to be Share my pain with my family Think I'm on my way I can sleep at night, I don't reach for you when I wake up But it's taken some time I can live my life Without praying that we could make up I'm movin on, I'm feeling strong inside -Chorus 1- But sometimes I cry, babe When I'm all alone With this heart of mine Sometimes I cry, babe Although you've been gone For a long, long time -Verse 2- Heard you're moving in with someone new I hope all your dreams come true And you'll both be happy, yeah Been long enough for me to take a look around I've met a girl, we've been hangin out She's been good for me But when we're makin love She don't take me there like you used to And it hurts when I lie (when I lie baby) Help me understand how to push you out, Forget you and let you go, Cuz Lord knows I've tried, yeah -Chorus 2- But sometimes I cry, babe Been at all that hurtin For a long, long time (yes, I have babe) Sometimes I cry, babe Ain't nothin workin For this pain of mine -Bridge- I'll just have to fake it Until I can make it There's a smile on my face, yeah But I'm broken inside

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Why I Respect : Beanie Sigel - What Your Life Like 2 (Prod by Young Guru) 

Album : The Truth (June 2001)

Lyrics :

C'mon let's try this Guru.. [Beanie Sigel] When I was five years old, I realized it was a road But at the end, I ain't seen lots of pots of gold I seen a long cell block, the box, the hold Six hundred fenced in - some innocent, some rotten souls Some men with men - stop it, whoa I ain't runnin up in shit but a broad on her back Tryin to cop a small hammer, move out like +Shawshank+ with +Redemptions+, I got my mind on revenges They tryin to kill me at the same time keep me alive I'm movin out like Adebisi on +Oz+ With my skully on tilt, two whacks in my palm Posted up in the yard, everyday I think of pokin the guard Throw a crack a nigga turnin me in Tryin to crack a nigga turnin me thin Food soakin in lard, news fools get opened in cards with (??), in this prison life, what you livin like? [Chorus] Can you tell me what you live like? Can you tell me what that bed like, what's that cell like? What's livin in hell like? Tell me do you eat right? Do you even sleep right? Yo, tell me what your life like Tell me do you sleep nights, tell me what that life like? Gettin no kites like, no flicks like Make you wanna quit life [Beanie Sigel] Them four letters is a motherfucker That's forever like a motherfucker Without a letter from a motherfucker? It ain't even bout the cheddar from a motherfucker Write a kite, some flicks from a motherfucker Some drawers, some socks, some kicks from a motherfucker I can't believe I'm doin this bid for you motherfuckers I'm down for another joker case I was dealt this hand, and I'ma play it with my poker face On the block ready to POKE a face I got an L goin around with a smokin case? You steal the deoderant out of CVS, you locked for retail theft I got it body half a block stolen DT vest My rap sheet read three D abreast Dangerous, duct tape daughters I take to the street, like a duck take to water Get your duck game in order My bust game in order, I fluffs 'caine with water [Chorus] [Beanie Sigel] That's fucked up, you bout to take your longest trip and can't do shit, but suck it up, be strong and shit Handcuffed, ankle to wrist, in back of the bus Flashbacks of you back in the world Can't fuck now you thinkin bout who in back of your girl Got her ass up (kill this bitch) playin your crib Thinkin bout who raisin your kids Shit was all good a week ago, 'fore they came and raided your crib 6:30 in the morning, they kick your door in Feds pour in, snatch you out your bed while you snorin You unaware of what's goin on and Come to find out, clients you had for years, turned to foreman Told the law about the drops you make How your clientele first started to escalate Givin him keys to your crib, was your next mistake At that dinner table, breakin out that extra plate You can't turn a career addict off his coke habit Put him on post with the toast that promote static Back to the operation, they got you locked at the station Fuck your back time, you worryin about what you facin Heart racin, situation gettin scary Old clients are showin up, at the preliminary D.A. tryin to bury a nigga to Neveruary, 31st God damn, that gotta hurt 

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Why I Respect : Young Jeezy - Bury Me A G (The Inspiration)

[Gunshots] Four shots to the chest, my niggas get at me They don' fucked around and fucked up my new white tee I'm just livin my life, why they mad at me Woke up this morning, I ain't see this coming Should I even bust back, you ain't see me running I hope heaven got a VIP line Got some partners in hell that'll sneak me in the back door You know I hate waitin in line Paramedics on the way, but they wastin they time Everybody standin over a nigga, screamin and shit Damn, ya'll give a nigga a second to think Which one of you niggas shot me, it was one of you bastards Bet a nigga can't throw a hundred grand in my casket [CHORUS:] Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans A USDA top and a throw-away glock Bury me a G, nothin more nothin less When I get where I'm goin, I just gotta be fresh [x2] [VERSE 2:] Expect the worst, but hope for the best But you know how it is, amen god bless I can't leave now niggas owe me money My nigga on the westside owe me bout a dub And my partner with a few, shit he owe a nigga too I should'a hugged my son, should'a kissed my mother Spent some time with her, show her I love her Every night she was prayin for me, I was in the streets Active little nigga, should I stay in some beef Gucci go through some shit and he really need me And what about the streets, shit they need me too I'm on some got Def Jam, shit they owe a nigga too [CHORUS:] Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans A USDA top and a throw-away glock Bury me a G, nothin more nothin less When I get where I'm goin, I just gotta be fresh [x2] [News:] We interruped our program to bring you this breaking news story, I'm Kelly Washington reporting for WKKT Cannel 7 Witnesses say that around 1.45 this morning shots were fired out of an atlanta nightclub rapper Young Jeezy was involved in this shooting but at this time it is unclear wether he was a suspect or the victim We'll bring you further details as they become available Back to you [x2] [Young Jeezy:] I was on my way i was almost gone I was almost there i was almost home It was some Kanye sh*t tryna touch the sky Jesus walks god testify I'm a legend like John we're ordinary people You only get one life there's no sequel So you can't take nothing for granted And don't take granted for nothing So i gotta thank god for waking me up this morning And giving me this air to breath Jesus lord forgive me for Every Gram i sold Every glock i popped Every rock that i... [CHORUS:] Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans A USDA top and a throw-away glock Bury me a G, nothin more nothin less When I get where I'm goin, I just gotta be fresh [x4] 

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Why I Respect : Kanye West - Big Brother

Staduim status Uh My big brother was Big's brother Used to be Dame and Bigs brother Who was hip hop brother Who was No I.D friend No I.D My mentor Now let the story begin Its the hard knock life tour Sell out, picture us in the mall Coping iceberg and yell out Jigga Yea that's what we would yell out Yell out You know the name dude I gotta spell out or tell bout J a y an Ye so shy Now he won't even step to his idol to say hi Standing there like a mime Let the chance pass by Back of my mind he could change your life With all these beats I did at least let him hear it At least you could brag to your friends back at the gig But he got me out my mama crib Then he help me get my mama a crib Big brother was Bigs Brother Used to be Dame and Bigs Brother Who was hip hop brother Who was No I.D friend No I.D my mentor Now let the story begin Let the story begin If you feel the way I feel why don't you wave your hands Fresh off the plane I'm off to Baseline Nothing handed out I'm about to take mine Around the same time of that BluePrint 1 Any beats in my pocket was that Blueprint form I'd play my little song in that old back room He would bob his head and say, damn, oh, that's you But by the Black album I was blacking out Party at S.O.Bs and we had packed the crowd Big brother got his show up in Madison Square And I'm like yea, yea we gonna be there But not only did I not get a chance to spit it Carleen told me I could buy two tickets I guess big brother was thinking a little different Kept little brother at bay, at a distance Put everything I felt was more focused Only made me more focused Only wrote more potent Only thing I wanna know is why I get looked over I guess ill understand when I get more older Big brother saw me at the bottom of the todum Now I'm at the top and everybody on the scrodum My big Brother was Bigs brother Used to be Dame and Bigs brother Who was hip hops brother Who was No I.Ds friend No I.D my mentor Now let the story begin Begin Let the story begin If you feel the way I feel why don't you wave your hands Have you ever walked in the shadow of a giant Not only a client the presidito Hola ovito The game getting foul so here's a free throw I was always on the other side of the peep hole Then I dropped Jesus walks now I'm on a steep hole And we know New jack city gotta keep my brother But to be number 1 I'm a beat my brother On that diamond remix I swore I spaz Then my big brother came through and kicked my ass Sibling rivery, only I could see It was the pride in me that was driving me At the Grammies I said I inspired me But my big brother who I always tried to be When I kick a flow it was like, pick and roll Cause even if he gave me the rock its give and go I guess beanies style was more of a slam dunk And my shit was more like a finger roll but I had them singles though And them hoes at the show gonna minggle yo. Ya know I told Jay I did a song with cold play Next thing I know he got a song with coldplay Back in my mind I'm like damn, no way Translate espanol No way Jose Then I went and told Jay brown Should of known that was gonna come back around Should of told you like a man should of told you first But I told somebody else that's what made shit worse My big brother was Bigs brother So here's a few words from your kid brother If you admire somebody you should go ahead and tell um People never get the flowers while they could smell um A ideal in my eyes, God of the game Heart of the city,Rockafella chain Never be the same, never be another Number 1 young Hov also my big brother My big Brother was Bigs brother Used to be Dame and Bigs Brother Who was hip hops brother Who was No I.Ds friend No I.D my mentor And that's where the story ends Don't kill this shit..... 

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Why I respect : MC Solaar - Solaar Pleure (Symphonic Version )

Fuck la terre, si je meurs voici mon testament : Déposez des cendres dans la bouche de tous nos opposants Virez à coup d'front kick les faux qui viennent se recueillir J'veux des fleurs et des gosses, que ma mort serve leur avenir Peut être comprendront-ils le sens du sacrifice La différence entre les valeurs et puis l'artifice. Je sais qui pleurera et pourquoi, Vous êtes les bienvenus, y aura pas de parvenus Juste des gens de la rue La presse people n'aura que des smicard et des sans papiers Des costumes mal taillés, même si les mecs voulaient bien s'habiller Ci gît Claude..., Initiale MC Un p'tit qui a voulu que la vie d'autrui soit comme une poésie Et surtout va pas croire qu'y aura dix milles filles Je dis ça pour ma famille, je n'étais pas parti en vrille. On me jette de la terre, on dépose quelques fleurs . Seul sous son saule pleureur : Solaar Pleure. Solaar il est l'heure, Ecoute Solaar pleure Solaar il est l'heure, Ecoute Solaar pleure Mon âme monte, je vous vois en contre plongée C'est ceux qui sont déjà partis que je m'en vais retrouver Ne vous inquiétez pas, non, je pars pour le paradis Pas pour parader mais professer la 7ième prophétie. J'ai tenu tête aux maîtres, aux prêtres, aux traîtres, Aux faux culs sans cortex qui dansent encore le funky jerk. Si c'est toi, courbe-toi, marche profil bas et tais-toi. Recherche une aura sinon va, tiens ! gomme toi. Excusez pour le mal que j'ai pu faire, il est involontaire J'ai été mercenaire, plutôt que missionnaire Je regrette et pour être honnête je souhaite que Dieu me fouette Dieu tu es la lettre, il faut que l'on te respecte Archange, comprend moi au nom du père Certains me trouvent exceptionnel mais j'ai pas fait l'élémentaire Le mike pleure, la feuille pleure, le bic pleure Et sous le saule pleureur : Solaar pleure. Solaar il est l'heure, Ecoute Solaar pleure Solaar il est l'heure, Ecoute Solaar pleure Je suis au paradis, je sillonne les plaines A la recherche de resquilleurs dans le jardin d'Eden J'ai contrôlé les anges, pas de haine mais pas d'ennemis Sinon j'ai le canif et j'inaugure le meurtre au paradis. J'ai joué au maigrelet chaque fois que l'on m'a provoqué Contemplatif et ordonné, j'ai pardonné sans pardonner Mais je n'étais pas un héros, juste un mec fait d'os et d'eau Maintenant je suis une âme qui plane perdu sans stylo. Eden exterminator, ange exterminateur, Videur matador du divin examinateur M'assure que c'est par méprise que je trippe avec les anges Et m'envoie aussitôt vers les flammes et puis la fange. 500 one + 165, 111 x 6, le code barre de l'Antéchrist Je vois des porcs et des sangliers Le feu et le sang liés Je prie car j'ai peur Satan rit Solaar pleure, Solaar pleure, Solaar pleure, ... NON, pourquoi moi ? C'est une erreur Gardes-moi, je suis noble de cœur Arrêtez la chaleur, je crache sur Belzébuth Je garderais la foi et puis j'ai l'uppercut Pourquoi ce blâme ? Pourquoi ces flammes ? Pourquoi ce torréfacteur qui nous crame ? Cet âne de Chétane plane sur nos âmes Il vit par le feu, périra par le lance-flammes Du lac Lancelot, double A du graal Rabbin, prêtre, imam Priez, aidez OIM, pourquoi moi Pourquoi ce karma, Zarma J'ai porté la foi jusqu'à la main de Fatma Je suis comme un gladiateur desperado Envoyé en enfer pour une mission commando Lucifer ne vois-tu pas que Dieu est fort Si nous sommes soudés, nous t'enverrons toucher la mort. Solaar pleure, ses larmes éteignent les flammes Libère les âmes, fait renaître Abraham Le diable est à l'agonie, unissons nos forces Bouddha grand Architecte, Thérésa bombons le torse Priez, aidez-moi, il chancelle, il boite Il se consume, il fume, il n'a plus qu'une patte Je vois qu'il souffre, je vois qu'il hurle Il a créé le mal et c'est le mal qui le brûle Le bien pénètre chez la bête de l'apocalypse Comme poussé par une hélice pour que son aura s'éclipse Raël, Ezechiel, avec la lumière combattre le mal suprême Le mal hurle, je l'entend hurler Des fleurs poussent, el diablo est carbonisé Il implose, il explose, Et de l'antimatière jaillissent des ecchymoses Satan est mort, le bien reprend vie A quand la terre comme nouveau paradis On ne sait plus que faire, On ne sait plus quoi faire L'enfer est sur Terre et qui la gère ?