stride to the tempo You choose the roots you choose to grow You chose to reap I chose to sow...the good life But I can't hold on (DON'T YOU FORGET) To
exactly what's wrong with you And it made me so mad I won't do that song with you All them niggas over there, they look strong to you? Guns look long
foreign legion And it's up with the sheik And down with the frog We're gonna liberate the region! Oh Effendi, we're gonna bury your head in the sand Oh Effendi, you better
get dark i'll make you better cause' you know i'm down for whatever i told you once before that ill never leave you and i promise you that ill wait for you
love is so real, you got me, you got me [Chorus] [Snow] Hey, way-yo-yeah Think about you all the time you go away Hey, know what you say Spend a little
Extra extra, hear all the bad news About the wacky-wack MCs and the ones like you Because I've done everything that you have tried And I've been accepted where you've been
better man, I'm sorry). [Chorus] [Bridge:] I've never, ever been so shameful for what I did, but You made me know one thing (that I should have never did). Will You
a trip with me but you can't be scared of floatin a potion with a notion to have ya nose wide open (Aaaaah) can you imagine livin lavish with a beach
I ain't never been rich I need cream, to buy Ellene a dream house She no longer fiend out y'all, Outlawww [Napoleon] Another lonely ni**a with a 12-gage pump with
blowed away Now look what it made I'm something to face This ludacy then with me, then with chemistry Got my eyes on you, the first time you cross me I'll be frying you
West side And I can make you famous Niggaz been dyin for years, so how could they blame us I live in fear of a felony I never stop bailin these, motherfuckin
Chorus From tha Cradle to the Grave, life ain't never been easy Living in the ghetto. From the cradle to the grave, life ain't never been easy Living
and say, "You did that?" {uhh, uhh, uhh} Never take yo' eyes off the prize, and even if you gettin high don't ever hesitate to try Cause you can fall
[Chorus: sung, with 2Pac ad libs] I'm writing you a letter This is to my unborn child Wanna let you know I love you Love you, if you didn't know I feel
What's up boo? Swear I'll never call you bitch again You ain't fucking with me remember I ain't hate you I swear I'll never call you bitch again
, what else could I do But be a thug Out slangin' with the homies Fuck hangin' with them phonies in the club Got my mind on danger Never been a stranger