the odds With the lifesblood on our hands Facing up, no turning back Our way is made toward the top Climbing high and smiling back A roar is the
this girl, maybe I should I met her in Philly, and her name was "Brown Sugar" See we've been making love constantly That's why my eyes are a shade blood
(feat. Ryan Leslie) I introduce you to the life You need the life, the life needs you Everything is nice Let me welcome you to my world Everything's
up alone in his room, Head in his knees blood on his hands, through A heartless attack and he's so ashamed Covering his eyes of the poor man's gaze Forever
of the poor man's gaze Forever it will stay Set this straight, it's not your cross, Fix yourself up bruv, and step off the warpath Your life is never
a sufrir My nails peel back When the taxidermist ruined Goose stepped the freckling impatience All the brittle tombs Five hundred little q?s I?
it flees Ignorance swoops at the vulture's knee It's time to make a step, it's time to make a move Time for the nation, it's time for the groove [Professor
Make Sure He's A Memory One Nigga But I Got Em' Shook Like There's Ten Of Me Go Hard In Hip-Hop Hope They Remember Me Screamin' "Thug Life" Like A Tupac
gatta Will I ever regret it, I think nada [Klondike Kat] I got this evil balling up inside, riding with my 4-5 And it'll be in my blood, I hope it's
me to find myself And that's why we getting rich off ourself [Hook - 2x] [Z-Ro] Better watch your back, and identify yourself Nigga one mo' step, and I'ma cock back
the beltway back to Mo City But there's a Regal trailing close up on my fender But in my hand, I got the synthetic rubber death Automatic life ender, he's
I be stepping and pulling my whip And I'm ready to go to war, with them niggas That be stepping and pulling back, they fucking up grind It's going down
**a it's like this I been thuggin just for the cause of it Out to get all of it, but I'll never loose my balls and s**t And it's all for the pressure
And that remains the same 'Till that day we killed And that's real Life that I was aimed to be Love by my family tree That's fame to me How about
no timin [Tupac] That's right, that's right boy start that shit off [Verse One: 2Pac] I heard a rumour I died, murdered in cold blood dramatized Pictures
wonder is who's next Nigga, my homey slipped and now he pays the price He did a driveby, sixteen, now he's doin triple life Tell me is it me or my upbringin
m so glad to be here And my music's still sincere Lets get back to the story All of this pain and glory And 94 was "My Life" and my life wasn't right