all my seeds, to my unborn child [Chorus - repeat to fade] [2Pac over Chorus] To my unborn child.. please take of all my kids My unborn child.. to my
My City, My City, My City My City, My City, My City My City, My City, My City My City, My City, My City Let me tell you bout my city Lord homie, As
this is my heart upon the letter) For power is perfected in weakness And I?d rather boast about my weakness (this is my heart upon the letter) And let
all my life I want this all my life I want this all my life I want this all my life I want this all my life I wanted this all my life
What if I cut myself to see how it feels To make you a witness of your own passiveness. Yeah, All I?ve seen is a monster, stuffed with a despair that
Sometimes I wonder. Torn between my heart Tore between my heart and my mind And I feel my body to see if I?m in If I?m in tune with what I find But
to the same lies It was not so long ago, A most auspicious start And only now I know You were born to break my heart Born to break my heart... "Guilt
[Spoken:] This is the first letter that I wrote back home to Momma and Daddy a few days after I'd moved to Nashville: June 2, 1964 Nashville, Tennessee
The sound of my voice so he just looks around I know she enjoys so I suck it up and smile But fuck this stupid bitch, I just wanna see my child I just wanna see my
me a home I love you, Mama But I want to tell her too Is that her little boy still loves you I close my eyes, does she look like me Does she need my
told you all about these stupid doubts? Well I wrote 1000 letters couldn't send a single one Telling you that I have changed my mind And you won't let me get you off my
what does it matter ? I have to empty my mind, make my heart cry What could I have done to help you ? I would have covered you with my skin If I had
letters every day, which were later thrown away. And God knows what we wrote or what they said, but this is probably how they read. Now, at my wedding, my
This is my letter to you We started following a certain description. We started simple and fair once again Before there wasn't any need for an answer
look on your face. We're in over our heads, we're in over our heads she said. I beg to differ with all your pointing fingers. And second guessing, my
answers. I never thought I'd live this long to see my surrender. Everyday you lose yourself, forget that you are someone else, this is my surrender, my surrender, my
you knew the score I'm gonna find somebody new to write me love letters And paper them all over yours I'm gonna paper all my walls with your love letters