Seeing nothing with open eyes. Blind for many years. Broken heart from the start seeing the way it was. It was what it was, it was what it is, it was
(feat. Shyne) [G. Dep] I got enough flows to spit, they cold as shit Give you what you supposed to get, to close ya lip I got enough O's to get, and
m never ok, it's never ok Bring out the ghosts from bodies that will haunt you Taking the life left from this room of ballet dancers without faces as they move (so cold
was just too cruel. As you sit on your chair and cry. Your startled by the thunder. All dressed up but no man will show. Your gown soaked it pulls
It could've been me with no clothes, no shoes and no food to eat It could've been me, without Your love Lord tell me where would I be It could've
cold jockin' our cars Someone called my name, so I yoked it quick And kicked it to the girlies who was all on the tip As nightfall came I was still out
sand Holdin' hands, and makin' life long plans It's cold how the game switched, I'm respected But it's twisted how it seem that you can't except it Doin' what
my ways Show a little mercy on judgment day It ain't me, I was raised this way I never let em play me for a busta, make it hell 4 a hustler [Outlawz
either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us It's as simple as that
album version of this song One time, one time nigga one time! (Where?) Runnin' from the police (Yeah I know what you mean) No matter what I do, they
it, you can borrow, I mean it Any... confrontation on currency,.. stacking while I'm acting all low ... we see it it's a no no Talking what you don't
was scrapping Until the end of time [Chorus x2] [2Pac:] Now who's to say if I was right or wrong? To live my life as an outlaw all along Remain strong
bust and flea, these niggaz must be crazy what?? There ain't no mercy motherfuckers who can fade the Thugs (hahah right) You thought it was but it wasn
One: 2Pac] I heard a rumour I died, murdered in cold blood dramatized Pictures of me in my final stage you know Mama cried But that was fiction, some
my life as a thug nigga, until the day I die Livin life as a boss playa, cause even gettin high {All Eyez On Me} Hehehe.. it's like what they think
want it Well baby if you got it better flaunt it Let the liquor help you get up on it I'm still tipsy from last night Bumpin these walls as I pause
to see [Chorus] x2 (What's goin' on) Another gunshot rings (What's goin' on) Another siren rings (What's goin' on) Another mother cries (What's goin
