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Cellular phone users like to download and use specific ringtones, which convey their personality and unique taste. Therefore, cellular phones support various polyphonic or MP3 tones on latest handsets, which can be downloaded for free. The user can also assign a specific tone to each caller listed in the address directory of the mobile phone.
Most of these ringtones are offered by cellular operators while many others are offered by advertisers free of cost. Cellular companies have launched Bluetooth-enabled mobile phones, which can download the music or songs stored in a PC to a mobile phone. The users can also edit the music and create innovative and personalized songs on their mobile phones.
Remember, there are 2 sources of tones: the pre-installed ringtone and the downloadable ringtones. You can download ringtone by transferring them to your mobile phone either via Internet or by using your local cellular network.
The Ringtones are basically of three types:
Monophonic ringtones
Polyphonic ringtones
True tones
Monophonic ring tones are called as the most simple type of ring tones, and they are compatible on all mobile phones. While polyphonic ringtones can produce 16 idiosyncratic sounds at the same time, and thus are more melodious. All latest models of mobile phone support polyphonic songs. Lastly, true tones or MP3 tones are the latest type of tones, The true tones bear the same sound of instruments or singers as they are heard on your radio. True tones are available on the latest models of mobile phones.
Though there are thousands of ringtone, which you can download from Internet or other sources, it is strongly recommended to opt for only those songs, which don’t embarrass you in public. In case you already have such realtones stored on your mobile phone, you can choose to shift your mobile to vibration mode.
While most of the music are offered free of cost, you can experiment and find the one that suits your mood. However, you must keep the volume to lowest or minimum if the situation demands so.
Other than offering variety of realtones for free, mobile phones allow you to access a large number of wallpapers, logos, games, and many other features including Internet access and e-mail service.
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Bad A$$: This life of ours

the same thing that got a nigga here get me there

(evrything you see, aint always what it seems to be)

yeah yeah, the same thing that got a nigga here get me there

come on, Bad A$$, Kurupt, The Gang

Verse 1: Bad A$$

I’m just trying ta make a dollar out of nothing

turn zero into somethin’

and it’s, one life we live, with this, one shot to give

you got chances, we use none risking your life

you know we got guns, why you come and get us with knives

it’s a cold thang, the game, just take folks under

it feels better if you say that god just called his number

when you do we kept a self situations like that

in situations where it’s likely somebody might gat

no bad intentions, we all like to jump in the car

no destination but we all thinkin hard to get far

Chorus x2: Bad A$$

Money, houses, and cars, this life of ours, goin where

we came a long way , but still we got so far to go to get there

(the same thing that got a nigga here get me there, and if it don’t,

it wasn’t

sposed to)

Verse 2: Kurupt, Bad A$$

[Kurupt]

I got gangsta ass niggas with so much heat

G’d up rides with so much beat

G’d up apparal, dope by the barrels, gangsta ass goodfella nigga

Kurupt and nell???

I once had a bitch that ate so much dick

that she couldn’t do nuthin for me, but blow one of the homies

as I ease my way right up the streets

me, D-a-z, Bad A$$, and Priest

we gotta hit the spot where the homies meet

where all the OG’s round up the fleet

cuz the homies is crazy shit

and we all about stackin’ up a grip

no funny ass niggas, no scandliss ass ho’s

and we don’t give a fuck about a bitch

[Bad A$$]

I can’t worry bout a bitch

I’m tryin ta get rich by next week

and I can get me some pussy when it ain’t nuttin to eat

my life, this life of ours buyin nuttin, houses and cars

ghetto stars, doin our thing

like bust a bitch, bust a bitch, and get rich with my gang

we brang, to the table,what you aint able

a few pies to cut, cuz we ride for bucks in the worst way

today Tuesday, I got a date on Thursday, and fuck what you say

you say dirt about us when we aint there

when we come around, you fuckin clown, you act scared

Tupac is dead, stop questioning life

you had to talk to the feds, that’s the test in the life

goin where, a long way from here to get there

you gotta mash to maintain

blast thats the gang thang

(the same thing that got a nigga here get me there)

Chorus x2

Verse 3: Kurupt, Bad A$$

[Kurupt]

(I, I, I, I)

I heard gangstas don’t ride with disguises

but I’m quick to throw the mask on to get my blast on

so call it what you want, yeah yeah, that’s all cool

but me and the homies bout to act the fuckin fool

dump if you dump

nigga pull the pump

lay a nigga (lay a nigga), for the homies spray a nigga

this aint the Sony, so you can’t play a nigga

the homies quick to cock, A-K a nigga

with no hesitation

penaltants populate the population

a nickel plated penitration

khakis, t-shirts and stars

homies, busta’s, riders and mark’s

all y’all niggas here wanna be hard

but no nigga with heart when the heater spark

just ask the homie Bad A$$

he’ll put you d on how it’s sposed to be in the whole family

as I ease my way right up the streets

me, D-a-z, Bad A$$ and Priest

we gotta hit the spot where the homies meet

where all the OG’s round up the fleet

cuz the homies is crazy as shit

and we all about stackin’ up a grip

no funny ass niggas, no scandliss ass ho’s

and we don’t give a fuck about a bitch, (bitch, bitch, bitch)

[Bad A$$]

yeah, 1-9-9-9, the Gang, all in your face at close range

Mr. Bad A$$, yeah yeah yeah yeah, it don’t quit, we keep it crackin

like this

ugh, aww yeah yeah yeah, it don’t quit

It aint over till I’m done

aint nowhere to hide, so why run

I don’t battle with rappers, either bomb or draw guns

you can hate me, cuz I got skills and live real

and my life is well woven in these stack of dollar bills

I should kill, I would come and kill your ass

but your only mission is destruction, why get in your path

I’ll let you kill yourself, while I chill with wealth

and let the story be the word on the streets, a few weeks

I gotta eat, fuck fuckin with you and being broke on the streets

duck duckin with you and gettin’ smoked, that’s a no-no

what you think it’s fifty five or 4-4

money, houses, and cars, nigga I gotta go

yeah yeah yeah yeah

it don’t quit we keep it wreckin like this, ha ha ha ha

yeah yeah yeah yeah it don’t quit

nigga you can suck a fat dick

yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah

we keep it crackin, keep it crackin like this (this, this, this, this

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[Solo (Martongelli)]

A feeling deep within

A memory of how we used to be

I see it in your eyes

And I know you feel the same way too

The seeds of doubt were sown

When confidence has been betrayed

What am I doing here ?

But do you feel the same way too ?

The signs were there but we decided not to look

A premonition of the last page of the book

When we get down to it there’s no-one else to blame

Questions may change but the answer’s the same

How will I know what I’m searching for

Living my life uncertain

Who will reveal what’s behind the door ?

Or must the quest continue

An opportunity

A chance to make amends for what went wrong

Another twist of fate

Conspires to leave me here alone once more

The signs were there but we decided not to look

A premonition of the last page of the book

When we get down to it there’s no-one else blame

Questions may change but the answers’ the same

How will I know what I’m searching for

Living my life uncertain

Who will reveal what’s behind the door ?

Or must the quest continue

How will I know what I’m searching for

Living my life uncertain

Who will reveal what’s behind the door ?

Or must the quest continue

[Solo (Williams) / Solo (Bickers) / Solo (Totman) / Solo (Martongelli)]

My spirit will never be broken

The quest will go on to the end

This time is forever

The promise we held deep inside

Thought rivers and mountains between us

Together as one we will be

I’ll never stop searching

To find you my friend once again

How will I know what I’m searching for

Living my life uncertain

Who will reveal what’s behind the door ?

Or must the quest continue

How will I know what I’m searching for

Living my life uncertain

Who will reveal what’s behind the door ?

Or must the quest continue

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Black ants crawlin’

Yella ants dreamin’

Brown ants longin’

All those people longin’ to be free

Uhuru ant man bee uhuru ant man bee

All the ants in God’s garden they can’t get along

War still runnin’ on

It’s that one lump uh sugar

That they won’t leave each other ‘lone

Why do yuh have t’ do this

You’ve got t’ let us free

Why do yuh have t’ do this

You’ve got t’ set us free

Why do yuh have t’ do this

You’ve got t’set us free

Why do yuh have t’ do this

You’ve got t’ set us free

Uhuru ant man bee uhuru ant man bee

Now the bee takes his honey Then he sets the flower free

But in God’s garden only

Man ‘n the ants

They won’t set each other be

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right afta you done did yo mutha fuckin dirt

the time ain’t not fit the crime

but suicide’s not the key

reachin out to my brothas an othas jus like me

somebody lend me a shoulda to cryyyy on

lay ya head on me

i’ll be right there where you neeeeed

sometimes i feel stressed out but (they ain?) drinkin quarts

keep mah chest out

many ways of the world keep me swirled on what’s the best route

maybe i died young and cookin provide none

plenty hustle for fake not to own an ride, dumb

the world is all game do small thangs get small change

lace up ya shoes make moves an let ya balls hang

too many sit back an say how did he git that

the first to have they hand out but last to have they shit crack

without a warnin, you could die tonight an be widout a mournin

the sun don’t shine all the time nigga widout a stormin

smokin to maintain tryin to come up off knot

a damn thang, its a damn shame its fun to get done in this damn game

so i cry on to get my high on

and the prize but i got my eye on do for self what i rely on shows

i got a shoulda to cry on when ya hurt

right afta you done did yo mutha fuckin dirt

the time ain’t not fit the crime

but suicide’s not the key

reachin out to my brothas an othas jus like me

stop the pain, please lord, try ta stop the pain

police out to get us

no way they could stop the game

got capone, talk to em on prom night

said he need some herb, tell em stay calm right

i feelin side effects his olda brotha engaged

the cell jail tells sorry for not sendin no mail ale

van gogh wus up wit ja boy fos up

hit 9 times ima rhyme fo miss blatant crimes

yall know what yall be doin

play the role of a g

word out ta git ya

a century no history

the penitentiary not meant for me so i can’t go

not meant for you you chose to go but times move slow

don’t ever see me it’s gettin older, behold the

sorrow tomorrow i got a shoulda

man so what you think they in thurr an we out hurr is gravy

you crazy

the population reslavery

did i forget to rhyme i didn’t try to

my partner (cuffs me?) down to die too an ride through

let ya time pass then i will go home

i might be open but i hope i ain’t goin capone

i got a shoulda to cry on when ya hurt

right afta you done did yo mutha fuckin dirt

the time ain’t not fit the crime

but suicide’s not the key

reachin out to my brothas an othas jus like me

somebody lend me a shoulda to cryyyy on

lay ya head on me

i’ll be right there where you neeeeed

somebody lend me a shoulda to cryyyy on

lay ya head on me

i’ll be right there where you neeeeed

i’m right here in yo face wid a lendin hand

prison brings the bitch out the toughest man

but you try not to show it, claimin you claustrophobic

convicted can’t kick it an when the lights cut off you know it

and gang bangas gettin played out some niggas can’t let go

an sit up in they cell laid out

yo life’s a constant lesson and everything you wanna do you gotta ask permission

hated to where you livin ima drink it (all for dark?) down to the suds

i got green leaves for (thick stuff?) when i roll up buds

an get fucked up

for (brad code jack?) an others all of em black brothers

hold ya head mothafuckas

my dream is to rap and show you that i care

this song might bring you to tears but life ain’t fair

just be on God’s side, an pray to our law

to forgive you for your wrong doins before you die

oh why, tell me why, gotta be like this

judges holdin grudges fuck that shit

be kins instead of seekin for revenge

police ain’t no beast til yo ass die in

cryin through hell less mah cell get locked

we in jail so this muthafucka gon get rocked

for rock is there a heaven for a convicted felon

ain’t no muthafuckin tellin i wish i could ask my (cuz an friend jeff?)

somebody lend me a shoulda to cryyyy on

lay ya head on me

i’ll be right there where you neeeeed

somebody lend me a shoulda to cryyyy on

lay ya head on me

i’ll be right there where you neeeeed

somebody lend me a shoulda to cryyyy on

lay ya head on me

i’ll be right there where you neeeeed

somebody lend me a shoulda to cryyyy on

lay ya head on me

i’ll be right there where you neeeeed

somebody lend me a shoulda to cryyyy on

lay ya head on me

i’ll be right there where you neeeeed

somebody lend me a shoulda to cryyyy on

lay ya head on me

i’ll be right there where you neeeeed

somebody lend me a shoulda

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