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Thomas Tang

Thomas Tang (鄧心平, January 11, 1922 – July 18, 1995) was a United States Circuit Judge of the United States Court of Appeals for the Ninth Circuit and the first American of Chinese descent appointed to the federal judiciary. more »

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Taliban Gang

The say Pressure bust a pipe then my name must be pressure
Learned to wrap my mind but im anxiously weathered
Pistol on my side, cause my days might be measured
Locked up in my mind cause my brain write me letters

Smoking all the time mix the pain with the pleasure
Poking on my spine I be playing with the devil
Jesus hold my hand im just tryna be a man
Jesus understand im just tryna be a man yeah aye

Broke boy memories
Glo Boy melodies
Drowning in this music make me feel like I got better things

Cold War weaponry
No more threat to me
Sounding like I'm you but I could die and still have better dreams

I aint never killed but I aint tryna kill
Homicide my lines for when I die forreal
Paralyze my cries because my eyes are peeled, hmm
Stare into my eyes and feel what I can feel

Sorry for my energy
Don't know what got into me
Can't deny what's true, I start to think about the end of me

Speaking of the enemy
He act like a friend to me
Glad I'm not no goofy, cause he aint who he pretend to be

I just seen my friend deceased, damn
Think I'm losing all my power, I'ma downer to the tenth degree
Still aint got my first degree
All I got's a verse with me
I just want my cut but it get deeper than some surgery

Ask the plug for drugs and he say "yeah nigga, certainly
What you need I got it" I reply
"Give me burdens please"
I support the guys but it aint nan nigga spurting me
Haters in disguise, open hands turn to burglary ohh

And no nigga gains ever hurting me no
Aint no bitches pains ever hurting me no
You told me you was gang you would Dirk for me, oh
But would you lay-up in the dirt for me

They say Pressure bust a pipe then my name must be pressure
Learned to wrap my mind but im anxiously weathered
Pistol on my side, cause my days might be measured
Locked up in my mind cause my brain write me letters

Smoking all the time mix the pain with the pleasure
Poking on my spine I be playing with the devil
Jesus hold my hand im just tryna be a man
Jesus understand im just tryna be a man yeah

Im just tryna be a man
I aint tryna be the man dog
Only 5'7" but my presence seem to stand tall
Everywhere I go, they dont look, nah they stare long
If they heard my shit they'd prolly sing it like its their song

Prolly think I'm white if you aint see me with my hair long
Prolly think im right if I aint tell you all my bread gone
Yeah, and if I told you where my bread gone'
You would think my life's a smart investment or I'm dead wrong

Back to being dead broke
I cant lie my head low
Asked a few they said, "ite"
As for you, you said "no"
Ask you why you said so
Left my pride on read tho
Killed myself thats dead pride
I aint even dead tho

Ion even talk like this that often but I walked up to my coffin
In this dream I had
It even made my demons sad and soften
Then I seen my dad, coughing
And he breathing bad, squeezing past, he was sad
Wonder why my T's was mad

Could it be they murdered me?
Could it been a accident
If they never heard of me
Is that still assassinate
Momma at the murder scene
I have trouble asking it
Did that shit occur to me
This time she more than panicking

I aint understand my cause of death
But understood just what my death could cause
Bringing all this stress, like now my girl gone wait on heaven's call
Like numbers now she pressed, all because I prolly went to far
Pride or pressure, its a mental law damn

They say Pressure bust a pipe then my name must be pressure
Learned to wrap my mind but im anxiously weathered
Pistol on my side, cause my days might be measured
Locked up in my mind cause my brain write me letters

Smoking all the time mix the pain with the pleasure
Poking on my spine I be playing with the devil
Jesus hold my hand im just tryna be a man
Jesus understand im just tryna be a man yeah

They say Pressure bust a pipe then my name must be pressure
Learned to wrap my mind but im anxiously weathered
Pistol on my side, cause my days might be measured
Locked up in my mind cause my brain write me letters

Smoking all the time mix the pain with the pleasure
Poking on my spine I be playing with the devil
Jesus hold my hand im just tryna be a man
Jesus understand im just tryna be a man yeah

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