't know how to act Can't go to the club, can't to the store Can't chill with your girl, can't go to the show Can't do anything without some fool actin
get away One hell beast shot over me Yeah, In another life Gonna break you Down, smash all over me Yeah, gonna bleed from life A shrapnel wound I wasn?t
it's a style to hate me But even when inside I'm cool like a A/C The nickel back sole in the park they paid me The PJ's get shot up they blame me Ya bitch
house Cookin that pork and I seen the mouse Shit wasn't right, I lost my appetitie She made me stick my black ass there all night I was stuck, she didn't
mattress The sole legacy of this budding actress Coroner lights and cops cameras followed the action I wasn't surprise but rather saddened when it happened
So I wouldn't leave, had me believe I wasn't worth shit It's crazy, yo it amaze me, these afairs of the heart I look back and realize it wasn't love from
to only exist within my own sandcastle point in time Get it, shallow threats and knives can't kill me I am the ideal of sole, the idea of being my own
him, can't be shady wit me I breast feed him, and he want it on a daily wit me This young nigga. [1:] Oooh, Sole' give me one more chance You know
get it right but it just won't work) We've been trying too long (Yeah, uh, to get it right but it just won't work) [Repeat 1] [Sole'] Don't mean to
like Nagasaki Don't ever regret lettin' them cell blocks adopt me Jail was a blessin' mommy; my nation stood by me They got me in places regular faces can't find me
out my heart to you...my nigga [Verse 2] I'd be lying through my grill if I said it's been all lovely It ain't all good it's been a slow recovery Except
away One hell beast shot over me Yeah, In another life Gonna break you down, smash all over me Yeah, gonna bleed from life A Shrapnel wound I wasn't
it to me Your girlfriend's lyin' baby, it wasn't me Your girl said I hit it baby, it wasn't me Your girl wants to do it to me, she wants to give it
[My pain?] It runs deep Share it with me! [Verse 1: 2Pac:] They'll never take me alive I'm gettin' high with my four-five Cocked on these suckas, time
God do? Max out in Spain and do business with the Jews Never that Don't never look at me outta sync The imperial, industrial king got weight Don't give
til they empty Seen lately it's a style to hate me But even when inside I'm cool like a A/C The nickel back sole in the park they paid me The PJ's get
York City, we piss in it, we live in it We die, we all take shits in it New York City, we piss in it, we live in it We die, we all take shits in it