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Capone N Norega - TONY (Top of New York) (feat. Tragedy Khadafi) (Official Music Video) Capone N Norega - TONY (Top of New York) (feat. Tragedy Khadafi)

Tragedy Khadafi The Story of Queensbridge PT3 Tragedy The Story of Queensbridge PT3

TRAGEDY KHADAFI 'LAZARUS PIT' FEAT. STARVIN B & ROYAL FLUSH (GRAND CAPO)

Tragedy Khadafi & Imam Thug - Alluminati 25 To Life.

Intelligent Hoodlum - Arrest The President (HQ upgrade) From 1990 Album: "Intelligent Hoodlum".....

Percy Chapman, (born August 18, 1971, in Queens, New York, USA) known by his stage name Tragedy Khadafi, and formerly known as Intelligent Hoodlum, is an American hip hop artist who hails from the Queensbridge housing projects in Queens, New York, which has spawned other hip hop artists such as Nas, Cormega, Mobb Deep, Capone-N-Noreaga, and many others. His name is a reference to Libyan head of state Muammar al-Gaddafi, also known as Omar Qaddafi.

He began his career as half of the duo Super Kids, along with Hot Day, releasing the single "Go Queensbridge" in 1985. This got them noticed by Marley Marl, who produced the duo's next two singles, and Chapman was also made a junior member of the Juice Crew alongside artists such as Big Daddy Kane, Kool G Rap, and MC Shan. After a conviction for robbery followed by time in a correctional facility, Chapman converted to Islam and began working under the alias Intelligent Hoodlum. His self-titled debut, Intelligent Hoodlum, released in 1990 and produced by Marley Marl, was full of political commentary, Five-Percenter rhetoric, and controversial messages in tracks such as "Arrest the President" and "Black and Proud". He returned in 1993, releasing his second album, Tragedy: Saga of a Hoodlum, which would be his last album under that moniker.

Chapman continued to record throughout the remainder of the 1990s, working with Capone, Noreaga and Mobb Deep, recording "LA, LA", a response to Tha Dogg Pound's "NY, NY", now working under the name Tragedy Khadafi. He also worked on Capone-N-Noreaga's debut album, The War Report, on which he actually appears more on the album than official group member Capone. When Capone returned to prison, Noreaga severed ties with Tragedy, Tragedy responding to this with the Iron Sheiks EP, on which he dissed Noreaga and accused him of stealing his style. Noreaga kept the animosity going with "Halfway Thugs Pt. II". Khadafi's third album, Against All Odds, was scheduled for release in 1999, but conflict with his label stalled the release, finally being released in 2001. "Against All Odds" was also the first appearance of emcee HeadRush Napoleon, who continued to work with Tragedy on future recordings. This was followed by Still Reportin'... in 2003. In 2005, he released Thug Matrix independently and his group album with the Black Market Militia. Khadafi's latest releases, Blood Ballads and Thug Matrix 2 were both released in 2006.

He also created a documentary known as Tragedy: The Story of Queensbridge, about his life and his struggles, growing up, his joining the Juice Crew, the numerous times he was incarcerated, and the toll a hard life has on a poor African American child growing up without a father and with a mother addicted to heroin. Immersed in well-suited beats and melodies that accent the tone of the situations described, he was trying to articulate the lesson he learned through experience as a disadvantaged child. Political perceptions are also expressed as he implied that he is a skeptic about 9/11 and the veracity of the federal statements regarding the issue.

n December 27, 2007, Tragedy was convicted of selling narcotics and sentenced to a maximum of four years in prison. Although originally scheduled to be released on January 21, 2011, Tragedy was granted early parole, and released on June 23, 2010.

THOUXANBANFAUNI - WOCK (Official Music Video) THOUXANBANFAUNI - WOCK (Official Music Video)

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Audio: https://soundcloud.com/thouxanban/wock-3

Tragedy Khadafi - Permanently Scarred I love this tune because i can relate to it in someways, Definately one of my favourites!Plus its not on youtube and i think it deserves to be heard.

I made the pic lol i spelt permanently wrong lol

*LYRICS*
(talking)
Ma this song is for you...cuz i love you

My tears fall on the paper as i write this ryme
Its like somewhere in my life a part of me died
And through my eyes a forgotten pain...rott in vain
Escapin the hell fire runnin from flames
Seein moms on the kitchen floor
Not knowin that the dope she injected this time was to raw
Saw myself trapped in the womb tryin to get out
Consumed by this hell flamed pain i spit out
On the day we rest may our souls be free
I aint mad cuz this world made a cole like me
I forgive her cuz my mother gave us all she could
Just another black girl lost enslaved by the hood
I would trade my existance to give you breath
Guess the only guarantes in this life is death
As I look around seein im the last one left
And the things i cant change I just gotta accept

Chorus(sang by Joya)
I dont wanna wait for our lives to be over
I wanna know right now whats it gonna be
And I dont wanna wait for our lives to be over
I wanna know right now can we all be free

Watchin the heat throdle on trial cuz niggaz is tellin
My rap sheet be the novel of a predicate felon
D.A. narrator of a story untold
Homicide found some evidence the truth unfold
Painten pictures for the jury that my heart seem cold
Let me explain
This life nearly drove me insane
Cell 33 i block lay in the flat
Eatin jack mack to far cant turn back
Niggaz rather see you layin on the coroners table
Unprepared for the war an even more disabled
Turn they backs on you slay you like Kane did Able
Heard he took two in the chest an one in his navel
See my mom chose dope my pop chose the pipe
So I ryme like a triple beam balance in life
Hope the scale lean on my side so i can prevail
Most of us lay in the casket or locked in jail
Urban warfare...Guerilla combat
I seen a bullet tear a niggaz head off upon contact
So pour some Henny out for those not comin back
I pour this Henny out for my thug killa black

(Singing by B-Minor)
My days and nights are getting longer
We can make it on these corners
I cant take it anymore death is knockin at my door
Will my whole life pass me by
I try to escape when I get high
I dont no if I will survive
Will I live or will I die
I dont wanna wait

Chorus

The criminal way a foul price to pay
Another dark day reminisin on ty yey
19 dead plus had baby on the way
Its real sh*t chicken heads they dont be feelin shit
Pain runs deep in my life
It just reveals it late night
Im jumpin out the bed in cold sweat
Drippen wet playin my gate wit cigerette
Up north six months an aint seen my girl yet
She wrote me once told me she was doin her thing
Wrote her back told her live her life by all means
Peep game cuz things aint as real as it seems
Slit her own moms throat for the taste of cream
Had my man dead up for the chedda time will come
But she bounced down south an took my son
If I could reach out an touch her she just get bucked
But im locked out stressed out mad as f**k
and I down wanna wait

Chorus X3

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Lyrics:
L.A. L.A. big city of dreams
But everything in L.A. ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from outta town
Cos we coming from Queens it gets down

[Verse 1]
Jose Luis Gotcha, golden guns and tons
General, Emanual, Iraq emerald
Government out to get me, trying to stick me
Move quickly, yo the God study swiftly
Indian style, knees bent, hands together
Regulate, drop a cake in like each state
Money to make, first of the month son chop the weight
Break the law and got a score like before
Armageddon marries street smoke wedding
Invest cheddar in shopping sprees in Reading

[Verse 2]
My crew in the front got it locked
My live niggas in the back got the gats
Yo, we true to this black
4-4 likes to pour one to the dome, lubricate your thoughts
Black mask stole a ride to avoid up north
Jeopardize my freedom, blink out when I see him
But nine out of ten niggas wouldn't wanna be him
Rob him for his cash and spend it like per diem
Per diem, per diem, per diem
A-yo this rap shit is ill, kid you make mad dough but still
Hit your crew off so they can sling krills
Show some love kid ain't no selfish shit here
(One love to that nigga Marley Marl)

[Hook]
L.A. L.A. big city of dreams
But everything in L.A. ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from outta town
Cos we coming from Queens it gets down

[Verse 3]
I'm in too deep, losing sleep I can't call it
In love with this drug shit, loyal and all for it
What's a nigga to do, with no cash, and twenty-two?
Take it, or find out the best way to make it fast
My man's raking cash, fuck being lieutenant
I'm in it to win it so it might just take a minute
To gain grams, put my game plan in action
Ways to make it happen, today's to get the Jackson
Once the weight comes, I'm outta state triple sums
Stop my funds, I got guns to cripple sons
What's the use of heat, with no dough to flee the street
Caught a case with no trace of end, you're dead meat
Legal aid type of route'll have you shipped in greens
Ten thou for a lawyer now who splits your cream
Game is deeper than the sea itself
Agile moves that make fragile crews deflate under pressure
Take it to the next measure with all pleasure
And stack treasure, cheddar, illegal life forever

[Interlude]
(Open Sesame)
(Yeah all together, like a butter soft leather)

[Verse 4]
Been on this planet for twenty-five years and still strong
The world's rotten like the veins in my father's arm
I remain calm, study Islam, read the Torah
World going in flames like Sodom and Gomorrah
Niggas dried up, laying in the box from the virus
Commercial thugs try to bust gats at the livest
This life of crime only will shine real survivors
Y'all half-way niggas, I advise you not to try this
So brace yourself before you get yourself laced
Fucking with the sick Arabic Scarface
La ilaha illallah illallah
You're fucking with the God that's Gomar Oz Dubar
Official, my missile rips through your bone gristle
While you sneak thieving niggas get locked and blow the whistle
For the jake, my mouthpiece remains minute
Team made my bail, scooped me up in the Lex Coupe
Now I'm out, back to the galaxy of Queens
In between the crime scenes serving fans like fiends
Fiends, fiends, fiends, so it seems
Eternally, the game reverse and burn me
My man turned state's and took the one to three
Snitching on me, how could it be? We was team
I guess we got divided by the cream
FBI ran in my crib, where I live
Snatched my wife, child welfare took my kids
Yo I can't live, I got hit with double life bid
From the stress, my head throbbing like a tumor
Its one o'clock, make a salaat, I catch Jumu'ah
Lay down my towel slide off my suede Pumas
The rumors spread around the jail like that
Been down for six joints holding down this flat
Latin Kings do they thing, ice pick for gat
Trying to lay my God Body cats all on they back
But never that

[Outro]
Yo, QBC, Two-Five and Mobb Deep
Mami, rest in peace
In sha'Allah
One love to that nigga Marley Marl

[Hook]
L.A. L.A. big city of dreams
But everything in L.A. ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from outta town
Cos we coming from Queens it gets down

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