n'ai pas de message, je n'ai jamais ete sage Avec toute ma rage, je parle de ceux de ma cage. Passe, passe devant moi Tel le rapace, je peux surveiller mes proies. Passe, passe
'ai pas de message, je n'ai jamais ete sage Avec toute ma rage, je parle de ceux de ma cage. Passe, passe devant moi Tel le rapace, je peux surveiller mes proies. Passe, passe
I didn't know where to turn, So lost and confused, Didn't know what I should do. Alienation and rage, Finding myself so strange. Is this feeling not
to black men: stay strapped Aiyyo aiyyo yo, pass that.. Pass me.. pass me the gat, I gotta stay strapped I ain't rollin over on my motherfuckin back [x8] Pass
We the people had our fill We can't take it no more We want to beat you in your brains And kick you out the door We can't seem to get through Let the
you chase it (chase it) One life (its all gone to waste), don't you waste it (waste) One trust (this trust, this pain, I cannot erase), one trust, You
about pop-pop-pop-pop That's four cousins shot! I got grudges, let's discuss this, my music needs no touch ups I got a long record of fuck ups, trust
car, suicide doors Without Christ he walking through a suicide door The dollar bill say in God we trust It's funny cause money is the only god he trust
you can't afford to Take a step Without your fear of failure Let the rest Just drop into place You'll never know until you place some trust in yourself Years will pass
the cut 'cause they love the 'what?' That ain't nothin' but lust, they let us beat the guts You don't know me like that, that's why in God we trust Your
both came from the same places The money and the fame made us all change places How could it be through the misery that came to pass The hard times make
you had a mouth full of fronts Now you're mouth's full of chunks, Pac's out puffin blunts Deadly venomz (Hahaha, yeah pass that shit over here. Apache
the day they finally freed me I got a caravan of niggaz every time we ride (every time we ride) Hittin motherfuckers up when we pass by (when we pass
helping It only making it worse And the streets ain't got nothing for me but herbs I can't trust the church or the mobs I can only trust God And
gave birth to a hell raisin' heavanly son. See the doctor tried to smack me but I smacked him back, My first words were "thug for life" and "Papa pass
trust me? [Chorus] Not that I don't trust you Don't you trust me? Not that I don't trust you Don't you trust me? Not that I don't trust you
Put a surprise in the mailbox, hope she get it Happy birthday bitch, you know you shouldn'ta did it Everybody's dyin am I next, who can I trust? Will
on Bail (Hey, hand me some motherfuckin' Colt 40's from the fridge nigga) ThugLife will never fail (Cause I'm out on bail) Thuglife niggaz (Hey, pass
