The truth in the lyrics...
Power in the money, money in the power
Minute after minute, hour after hour
Everybody is running but half of them don't know
What's going on in the kitchen butI don't know what's
cookin?
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FMI ... all the lyrics..
(For my information...)
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I take a look at my life and realize there?s nothing left.
Cause I?ve been blasting and laughing so long that
Even my mama thinks my mind is gone.
But I ain?t never crossed a man that didn?t deserve it.
Me being treated like a punk, you know that?s unheard of.
You better watch how you?re talking and where you?re walking
Or you and your homies might lined in chalk.
I really hate to trip but I gotta loc
As they croak I see myself in the pistol smoke? Fool!
I?m the kinda G that little homies wanna be like,
On my knees in the night
Saying prayers in the street light.
Been spending most of our lives living in the gangsta?s paradise
Keep spending most of our lives living in the gangsta?s paradise
Look at the situation they got me facing:
I can?t live a normal life, I was raised by the streets,
So I gotta be down with the hood team.
Too much television watching got me chasing dreams.
I?m a educated fool with money on my mind
Got my 10 in my hand and a gleam in my eye
I?m a loc?d out gangsta set trippin banger
And my homies is there so don?t arouse my anger? Fool!
Death ain?t nothing but a heartbeat away
I?m living life do or die, what can I say?
I?m twenty-three now, but will I live to see twenty-four?
The way things are going I don?t know.
Tell me why are we so blind to see
That the ones we hurt are you and me
( chorus )
Power in the money, money in the power
Minute after minute, hour after hour
Everybody is running but half of them don?t know
What?s going on in the kitchen but ?I don?t know what?s
cookin??.
They say I gotta learn but nobody?s here to teach me
If they can?t understand it, how can they teach me?
I guess they can?t, I guess they won?t, I guess they front
That?s why I know my life is outta luck, fool!
(chorus )
Tell me why are we so blind to see
That the ones we hurt are you and me ( x2 )
Wednesday, January 19, 2005
Monday, January 17, 2005
Lifes Instruction:0-1: Ouch Ouch Ouch
Obviously i dont know what i did when i was in that age group... (Zero to one- dodo read the previous post for more details)...But im sure most of the lessons would have ended with an ouch...
Ouch- Dont stuff your mouth with paper...'specially not todays newspaper
Ouch- Thats ma's finger not a gnawing board...
Ouch ouch ouch--Sibling rivalry exists and is taken out on your hair
and so on and forth...
The one that i think is a learning that i should take good heed of ("takeaways" as i'm professionally bound to put it)-- Learning to stand up under my faviourite hiding place merits three ouches... Imagine...
Step 1- Baby me crawls under the bed
Step 2- Baby me grasps the bed post...
Step 3- Baby me decides to get up for the first time...
Step 4- Ouch...Ouch...Ouch
A lesson learnt...
My penchant to transalte everything into steps and activities is partly coz of my work...but i guess it simplifies things...trust me if u had to read my thoughts in the way they are actuaaly thought up- ud never want to read ANYTHING again...
So what was the "takeaway"??? Hmmm... this incident came to my mind recently coz i was pondering (as i am quite un-prone to do...if there is a word as such)....on the boundaries of work,life, the universe and everything in it...
I guess it all boils down to the boundaries you have in your learning ground...I probably did not try to stand up for the next week coz i thought that my head'd be banged up if i tried.But eventually i did...dont know why, (come on i was less than a year old then...) but i did...
How do i apply this today? More from a reasoning perspective.Someone recently accused me of being arrogant as compared to the past. When i thought about it, i realized how my behaviour would have looked so to someone who is used to seeing me as a person who questions everything , including herself...He knew me when my boundaries were smaller- I had limited exposure to work and life in general. I had tried to stand up, in the wrong places and got hurt and pushed down in the process. But then i did learn to make my way up. I rationalised it as someone who saw me stand up under the bed was surprised taht i actually had the guts to stand up at all...
Ok too much gyaan for the day...im surprised that i have so much of philosophy in me...
Ouch- Dont stuff your mouth with paper...'specially not todays newspaper
Ouch- Thats ma's finger not a gnawing board...
Ouch ouch ouch--Sibling rivalry exists and is taken out on your hair
and so on and forth...
The one that i think is a learning that i should take good heed of ("takeaways" as i'm professionally bound to put it)-- Learning to stand up under my faviourite hiding place merits three ouches... Imagine...
Step 1- Baby me crawls under the bed
Step 2- Baby me grasps the bed post...
Step 3- Baby me decides to get up for the first time...
Step 4- Ouch...Ouch...Ouch
A lesson learnt...
My penchant to transalte everything into steps and activities is partly coz of my work...but i guess it simplifies things...trust me if u had to read my thoughts in the way they are actuaaly thought up- ud never want to read ANYTHING again...
So what was the "takeaway"??? Hmmm... this incident came to my mind recently coz i was pondering (as i am quite un-prone to do...if there is a word as such)....on the boundaries of work,life, the universe and everything in it...
I guess it all boils down to the boundaries you have in your learning ground...I probably did not try to stand up for the next week coz i thought that my head'd be banged up if i tried.But eventually i did...dont know why, (come on i was less than a year old then...) but i did...
How do i apply this today? More from a reasoning perspective.Someone recently accused me of being arrogant as compared to the past. When i thought about it, i realized how my behaviour would have looked so to someone who is used to seeing me as a person who questions everything , including herself...He knew me when my boundaries were smaller- I had limited exposure to work and life in general. I had tried to stand up, in the wrong places and got hurt and pushed down in the process. But then i did learn to make my way up. I rationalised it as someone who saw me stand up under the bed was surprised taht i actually had the guts to stand up at all...
Ok too much gyaan for the day...im surprised that i have so much of philosophy in me...
Lifes little instructions...
New year resolution-- i wont bottle up stuff within me... Coming from someone who is known to be blunt half the time and has her foot stuck in her mouth the other half...It would be like a surefire way to lose my job, my friends and my hair!!!
Okay the hair was a bit out of place...i figured im well on my way to losing it (the hair...on my head...behave now), might as well include it in the spirit of things!!!
So i decide to fall back on my once-upon-a-time created blog which has never been updated after that creation!!!
So what is it that made me choose today to pound on my keyboard and type out a mishmash of words which probably makes no sense to most people...come to think of it, most of what i say makes no sense to ANYONE....
Well the answer is that yesterday, after a particularly frustrating day of waiting at office (working - no, waiting-yes), i decided to fallback on all little things that i learnt over my past few years to help me handle things...(Well yes, this age thing has been bothering me ever since i turned 21, and noone could be blamed for MY misdeeds)
This led to other particularly philosophical thoughts that are quite un-me...like why am i the way i am (Hated Behavioural science in college anyway...Psychographs and all that...Bless you Prof. Arul, for letting me take those tests which made me realize that i was a structured animal who had no "tolerance for ambiguity" and was into "projecting" behaviours of mine on to others)...
Back to the topic...where was i???Heck...i need to resolve not to run away with my thoughts like this..id rather run away with some one tall and handsome...Okay Bad joke...
Nyways...Yes, i was thinking stuff on what made me the way i am, and it stuck me that i learn little lessons every day that contribute to me being me...sometimes, the lessons are not so little, as i have learned of late, esp. when it comes to work life...the work-life balance and all that....
So i came up with this concept that i would therefore record all my life's musings in a thought provoking (maybe not) way...starting from age 1 to age...now...(Never ask a gal her age...wait for her to blurt it out)
But then hey, hasnt this been done before???Im sure it has!!! Thats when i remembered the Life's little instruction series that we used to read in school courtesy readers digest! that took me to the site (and hence the title of this post)-- www.instructionbook.com
A simple site with some simple thoughts...
So what, im still entitled to say my piece and say it i will...so my next piece will be: Age Zero to One...Ouch-Ouch-Ouch...
So closing this one with a thought from the original book...
"Never cut what can be untied"
Chew on that!!!
PS: Did you hear about the dog which did not bark beyond 12 times a day??? Must have been a triskaidekaphobic daschund...
Okay the hair was a bit out of place...i figured im well on my way to losing it (the hair...on my head...behave now), might as well include it in the spirit of things!!!
So i decide to fall back on my once-upon-a-time created blog which has never been updated after that creation!!!
So what is it that made me choose today to pound on my keyboard and type out a mishmash of words which probably makes no sense to most people...come to think of it, most of what i say makes no sense to ANYONE....
Well the answer is that yesterday, after a particularly frustrating day of waiting at office (working - no, waiting-yes), i decided to fallback on all little things that i learnt over my past few years to help me handle things...(Well yes, this age thing has been bothering me ever since i turned 21, and noone could be blamed for MY misdeeds)
This led to other particularly philosophical thoughts that are quite un-me...like why am i the way i am (Hated Behavioural science in college anyway...Psychographs and all that...Bless you Prof. Arul, for letting me take those tests which made me realize that i was a structured animal who had no "tolerance for ambiguity" and was into "projecting" behaviours of mine on to others)...
Back to the topic...where was i???Heck...i need to resolve not to run away with my thoughts like this..id rather run away with some one tall and handsome...Okay Bad joke...
Nyways...Yes, i was thinking stuff on what made me the way i am, and it stuck me that i learn little lessons every day that contribute to me being me...sometimes, the lessons are not so little, as i have learned of late, esp. when it comes to work life...the work-life balance and all that....
So i came up with this concept that i would therefore record all my life's musings in a thought provoking (maybe not) way...starting from age 1 to age...now...(Never ask a gal her age...wait for her to blurt it out)
But then hey, hasnt this been done before???Im sure it has!!! Thats when i remembered the Life's little instruction series that we used to read in school courtesy readers digest! that took me to the site (and hence the title of this post)-- www.instructionbook.com
A simple site with some simple thoughts...
So what, im still entitled to say my piece and say it i will...so my next piece will be: Age Zero to One...Ouch-Ouch-Ouch...
So closing this one with a thought from the original book...
"Never cut what can be untied"
Chew on that!!!
PS: Did you hear about the dog which did not bark beyond 12 times a day??? Must have been a triskaidekaphobic daschund...
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