very nice track...I flipped my style a lil' bit on dis one...very truthful..
Boss Jay (The Souf's Best Kept Secret)..Not 4 da fake..REAL RECOGNIZE REAL....CTP is da illest and realest, F wut u heard...
(Rapper) - 18
(Rapper/Producer) - 12
(Producer/Rapper) - 17
(Singer/Rapper) - 17
No Pic Available at dis time....
2 Real (CTP) introducing MP da Feen Feeda
http://rapidshare.de/files/19901224/02_Track_2.wma.html
Murda Charge - Lil' Shorty and MP da Feen Feeda
http://rapidshare.de/files/19901465/03_Track_3.wma.html
Take Ya Home
http://rapidshare.de/files/19901720/08_Track_8.wma.html
Gettin Sum Head
http://rapidshare.de/files/19901841/09_Track_9.wma.html
Made N!ggaz
http://rapidshare.de/files/19902165/23_Track_23.wma.html
Krib2Nite (We On Her) (feat Lil' HB my lil' brother)
http://rapidshare.de/files/19902352/10_Track_10.wma.html
Nuttin But A Number
http://rapidshare.de/files/19902672/11_Track_11.wma.html
Lyrics
TOY SOLDIERS
I take a stare at da mic, and look over to my pen/
and begin/to analyze, all the lives that live within/
this cold world, that's filled hail, snow, Constantly rainin/
Most of their example come from da World Of Entertainment/
Not knowin' that the majority of the business is faking/
Cuz I know for a fact that it ain't kool to get shot just to make it/
Sometimes, I sit back & wonda, where is dis rapgame gonna get me/
Is it Worth It? should I focus on school, da industry is tricky/
And hatin' rappers is drifty, unloyal people are shifty/
And it's kinda hard to know who really be down with me/
That's why I gotta keep my mouth shut & sleep wit my eyes open/
Cuz I know it's a few people wanna see my coffin closing/
This world is filled with actors, performin' on a cold stage/
That's da reason I pray 2 God that I die of old age/
Now people don't fight , problems resolved in pistol clackin/
Not thinkin they are they next in death's chain reaction/
People confusin' rhyme wars wit real beefin/
If it wuz real beef, then it don't end until somebody sleepin/
in a horizontal position, the next man awaitin dismission/
over a beef that they started,and never got a chance to finish/
I'on wanna sound like I'm preachin/but we need to stop reachin/
for attention if it's gone cost the the air that we're breathin/
I've learned that it's da season for publicity and stunts/
Dat people pullin, leavin niggaz bleedin for months/
and with people snitchin' gettin deez hood niggaz locked up/
It's like it's gonna take another great rapper to get shot up/
So we can take da blinfold off and wipe our eyes/
Everytime someone is gettin killed our hood dies/
(CHORUS)
Got hataz mad and I ain't even touched a mil-yet/
Got rappers dissin me and I ain't even got a deal-yet/
Seems like peeps imitatin' Jay-Z & Nas, Biggie & Pac/
or Benzino & Eminem, or 50 & Ja/
But I'm not/ look here, I'm tryna be differnet/
Forget dis rap-fightin', I'm tryna make ya listen/
to summin wit a lil' substance and purpose, whenever I'm rippin/
and show the whole world dat our ghettos are actually gifted/
Sometimes I don't wanna deal with deez disses and junk/
but if u don't respond, people gonna think u a punk/
Sometimes I wish that I could just say wut I have ta say/
Then it'll be over, and it all would just go away/
But I know dat's only wishful thinkin, cuz deez dayz/
Rappers don't know how to take a lost like a man and walk away/
They just have to come back and prove that they're da harder man/
Not knowin dat's da reason all of these beefs get outta hand/
Man against Man, Glock against Glock/
Crew against Crew, Thugs against Cops/
Someone get popped, tears are dropped, tempers are raging/
Something hysteric bout to result in hard feelings caged in/
Now liquor is drippin because a few potnas are gone/
Coulda been prevented if u woulda just left it alone/
Now they sittin at home/and they grippin da chrome/
ready to suit up in all black, and clap at a nigga'z dome/
Prayerfully and hopefully, I'm gettin in ur ears/
And I'm preventin someone's family from shedin tears/
All of these rappers takin hip-hop backwards/
I'm startin to think it's a movie wit all of deez actors/
Knowin they gone scream like a girl if they meet real head-crackers/
in real life they're terrorfied of challengers/
Dat's da reason they fight with the pen and da pad/
Not thinkin dat a reason could make real gangstas mad/
And I know da difference if summin is real or just written/
Or someone tryna be a big dog knowin they were raised by kittens/
And people fightin over who da king and so on/
Well u can have dat, I'm on a whole 'nother throne/ Come on
(One to grow on)
(Chrous)
