Duna
Duna is the Hungarian name for the Danube River.
Other places with the name Duna include:
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People with the given name or surname Duna include:
Duna (band)
Duna is a Russian pop band formed in 1987. They became popular in 1989 just before the collapse of the Soviet Union with the song "The Land of Limonia".
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Thizz Entertainment
Thizz Entertainment is a San Francisco Bay Area-based, independent record label, started as Romp Records in 1996 by rapper Mac Dre. When Dre moved to Sacramento in 1999, he changed the label's name to Thizz Entertainment to avoid implying a connection to the Romper Room Gang. Dre thought the name Thizz perfectly expressed how it felt when you were high on ecstasy which was becoming popular in the Bay Area hip hop scene.
When, on November 1, 2004, Mac Dre was shot and killed by an unknown assailant after a performance in Kansas City, Missouri, Dre's business partners Miami tha Most and Curtis "Kilo Curt" Nelson took over the label, and added J-Diggs (Jamal Diggs), also Mac Mall as co-owner. The label's base of operations was then moved back to the Bay Area or in Andrew's house as part of NSF.
Music
The label is known for producing "Thizz music". Thizz Entertainment has been fundamental in the growth and popularity of the Bay Area hyphy movement.
Over sixty artists have released albums through Thizz Entertainment and its various divisions.
Bitch
Bitch may refer to:
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Bitch (magazine)
Bitch is an independent, quarterly magazine published in Portland, Oregon. Its tagline is "a feminist response to pop culture".Bitch is published by the multimedia non-profit organization Bitch Media. The magazine includes analysis of current political events, social and cultural trends, television shows, movies, books, music, advertising, and artwork from a feminist perspective. It has about 80,000 readers.
History
The first issue of Bitch was a ten-page feature. It was published in January 1996 in Oakland, California. The founding editors, Lisa Jervis and Andi Zeisler, along with founding art director Benjamin Shaykin, wanted to create a public forum in which to air thoughts and theories on women, gender, and feminist issues, interpreted through the lens of the media and popular culture. The first issue of Bitch was a zine, and a mere 300 copies were distributed from the trunk of a station wagon.
In 2001, a loan from San Francisco's Independent Press Association allowed Jervis and Zeisler to quit their day jobs and work on Bitch full-time and the magazine officially became a non-profit.
Dog
The domestic dog (Canis lupus familiaris or Canis familiaris) is a domesticated canid which has been selectively bred for millennia for various behaviors, sensory capabilities, and physical attributes.
Although initially thought to have originated as a manmade variant of an extant canid species (variously supposed as being the dhole,golden jackal, or gray wolf), extensive genetic studies undertaken during the 2010s indicate that dogs diverged from an extinct wolf-like canid in Eurasia 40,000 years ago. Being the oldest domesticated animal, their long association with people has allowed dogs to be uniquely attuned to human behavior, as well as thrive on a starch-rich diet which would be inadequate for other canid species.
Dogs perform many roles for people, such as hunting, herding, pulling loads, protection, assisting police and military, companionship, and, more recently, aiding handicapped individuals. This impact on human society has given them the nickname "man's best friend" in the Western world. In some cultures, however, dogs are a source of meat.
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Push On
by: Nappy RootsThis is for you, and you
And you, and you
Now I came up with little bad ass yea gas, to never had ass yea gas
Slept and ate with our peeps but we let the streets raise us
Kept the weed blazin', don't let the drink age us
Used to live outrageous, now we just couch potatoes
Without the wages, to break out the project cages
Make do with what we got, use the logic that God gave us
Losin' faith is enough to make a man crazy
Can't even pay my landlady
How the fuck I'm 'posed to save for my unplanned baby?
Joined the Navy, and my uncle sayin', "Pay me"
Maybe I'm just too damn lazy but you can page me
Lately, been hustlin' grams daily
Holdin' down my spot on the corner like Champ Bailey
But I know I ain't the only one, you feel me?
On the gun, livin' on the run, look how they done momma's only son
X me out like I'm a Roman numeral
Damn, and ain't tryin' to see me again, till my funeral
For so long I been grindin', grindin'
Paid my dues, put my time in, time in
Even went down for tryin', I pushed on
Never once did I give up, give up
Every time I fell I would get up, get up
Always kept my spirit up, I pushed on
Now we finally feelin' plush
Doin' gotta do to keep our nails airbrushed
Jade straight out the box, damn ne'er been touched
Damn I'm feelin' good, B lined me up
Till we never seen a Pontiac diamond toed
Nappy Roots, what it mean to ya? Mines and us
And don't be callin' us slow, we ain't grind it up
Now my people all smiles 'cuz we out the slums
Sayin, "Look at Big Bud ol' sloppy drunk
I remember when he sold tapes out the trunk"
Now here's the routine, jump out the truck, T shirt and blue jeans
'94 Jays with the blue shoe strings
When I first hit the grind ain't stop for shit
And my only motivation was a pot to piss
See it hit me so hard ain't have a penny to myself
I swallowed up my pride and asked Skinny for some help
And I'm sayin'
For so long I been grindin', grindin'
Paid my dues, put my time in, time in
Even went down for tryin', I pushed on
Never once did I give up, give up
Every time I fell I would get up, get up
Always kept my spirit up, I pushed on
Want me to stop, I did, but I couldn't stop the shit
Dawg, I cried for this, stole and lied for this
Scream when I felt this shit
Toured for 16 months straight, lost breath for this
Heh, yelled for this
Sinnin' every night, know I'm goin' to Hell for this
The hurt and the betrayal, compelled by this
Tough wall to climb but Nappy Roots scaled the shit
Just don't let me rap in vain, people pray over this
Don't take my word for it, see for yourself and shit
Everybody out in the wind, ain't no help with this
I coulda thrown in the towel, coulda walked away
Eyes on the prize, so I'm strong today
Simply want it, believe it, think it, breathe it
Chase it, cease it, maintain, keep it
Hold it, control it, never let go of it
Hold on, press on, push on, I'm gone
For so long I been grindin', grindin'
Paid my dues, put my time in, time in
Even went down for tryin', I pushed on
Never once did I give up, give up
Every time I fell I would get up, get up
Always kept my spirit up, I pushed on
For so long I been grindin', grindin'
Paid my dues, put my time in, time in
Even went down for tryin', I pushed on
Never once did I give up, give up
Every time I fell I would get up, get up
Always kept my spirit up, I pushed on
For so long
Paid my dues
Now I, I pushed on
Alright, give up, I pushed on
I never have kept on
Ohh, ooh