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[aid] => mick
[title] => Respect
[time] => 2005-01-16 02:52:15
[hometext] => just a quick lil freestyle/flow i wrote after seein so many fights go down all coz they think they gonna get respect from it.they crazy..then again,'they' used to be me.
[bodytext] => what the **** is respect, it's when you don't talk ****, you listen when people's talkin, you stay strong and never quit, you hold people high, help them when you can, you bow down if you were wrong, gotta be the bigger man, you gotta be sensitive, to other people's needs, you gotta come up with the bandaids when anybody bleeds, there aint no enemies, we all people in need, i don't start beef, i dont carry a grudge, you spit an talk ****, but i wont never budge, my homies is hustlers, gang bangers an thugs, an i show them respect, when nobody else does, so who the **** you think, they respect in return, believe what you will, but respect is earned, not bought and sold, not made from gettin shot, not for being so cold, you make it if you can, by doing **** for other people, an you can only get respect, when you realize, we all equal.
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[informant] => bluebird
[notes] => Moderator 9
bleep words
1/16/05
Please make it easier for moderators by **** each letter of word you know isn't permitted.
Thank you
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Respect
Contributed by
bluebird
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Sunday, 16th January 2005 @ 02:52:15 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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what the **** is respect, it's when you don't talk ****, you listen when people's talkin, you stay strong and never quit, you hold people high, help them when you can, you bow down if you were wrong, gotta be the bigger man, you gotta be sensitive, to other people's needs, you gotta come up with the bandaids when anybody bleeds, there aint no enemies, we all people in need, i don't start beef, i dont carry a grudge, you spit an talk ****, but i wont never budge, my homies is hustlers, gang bangers an thugs, an i show them respect, when nobody else does, so who the **** you think, they respect in return, believe what you will, but respect is earned, not bought and sold, not made from gettin shot, not for being so cold, you make it if you can, by doing **** for other people, an you can only get respect, when you realize, we all equal.
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Re: Respect
(User Rating: 1 ) by Kellros on
Sunday, 16th January 2005 @ 03:05:46 AM AEST (User
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great write |
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