pass out. You'll choke until your lungs give out. These words are not worth telling at all, but ever since you got up and just left things have been oh so just
for drama. So pull this knife out of my back and act like the friend you never were. Dear old friend, do you remember when we were the hippest kids in this
right, making it right making everything just gine. There's a place I hear and it's not too far. Maybe we can get away and find out who we really are. Just keep
me at hello. Do you regret what you said? We got a lot to talk about, We've got a lot to talk about. (x3) Keep this in mind, and I'll keep this close
all that Cause if you left id take you back Cause I dnt care what you done done I just kno I want your love [Chorus:] So can we just smoke Instead of
again. this is no way to live. when will you learn that we accept the love we think that we deserve? the writing on the wall is just as you left. it says
left when yall be at the club Girl just how long before u finally wake up And say enoughs enough (ooh ohhhh) [Myles:] If you were mine shawty I'd keep
face like you wanna fart Keep workin' them arms while doin' the Bart! [Verse 2: Brother Marquis] Jitterbugs keep pumpin'! Why you frontin'? On the Bart, I'll keep
I was dumb My ni**a.. Lonnie just got hit with 10... 10 years For trusting a friend They left him stuck in the Penn I love him, we all here just to die
we going to do Walk blind into a line or fight Fight and die if we must like niggas This is for the masses the lower classes The ones you left out,
[girl] I'm not happy here [2Pac] If you really wanted to get away you could get away [Outro: 2Pac] You ain't got to go through all this drama and this stress with this
pain Stuck in this game Searching for fortune and fame The one thing we all adore Something worth dying for It's been nothing but pain Stuck in this
this anecdote got you ope Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Coly And I'm out for nine nickel [INS tha rebels] [West, list this, this, this...]
be careful about who you fuck with and who you don't fuck with Cause the shit get wild y'all Keep your mind on your riches, Baby Keep your mind on
niggas ain't ready. The life of an outlaw. Chorus repeats Code 3. Attack formation. Pull out your pistols. Keep an eye out for the devils cuz they itchin to get you. Mercy to this
it [Eye] Uhh, uhh [Pac] If you really want it [2Pac] Alright all my real niggaz and my real bitches Let me see you do it like this, c'mon [2Pac + Left
then I take rights from left Im still just like a kid, looking for stripes on my belt And that there is a fight in itself So I just pray and hope god