of the day Well I done sacrificed a lot Just to get this rappin life to pop Meditatin on that after life And if a tragic happens then I pass my life
is Tupac cut his head bald Then you wanna cut yo' head bald (you PUSSY nigga!) Tupac wear a bandana You wan' wear a bandana Tupac put a cross on his
put a cross on his back,You wanna put crosses on yo back Nigga,you aint Tupac [2pac] Is it Money and women,funny beginning's tragic ending's I can make a
the magic But for you I will, for you I will If I'm a fool, I'll be a fool Darlin' for you I'm countin' on a miracle Baby I'm countin' on a miracle
It doesn't make any sense This tragic ending In spite of the evidence There's something still missing Heard some of the rumors told A taste of one's wealth
[N:] It doesn`t make any sense This tragic ending In spite of the evidence There`s something still missing Heard some of the rumours told A taste of
enough It never was or will be I never got the chance to say (FUCK YOU) [Verse 2:] You?ve got a gun I?ve got a gun Let?s write a tragic ending Don?t
'll never find the answer. Waiting for the truth, Could become your cancer. That could form in ways in this tragic way, Have this stage set for a great ending
And people say you Dye your hair and wear tight jeans, that doesn't mean. That you can't scream, or like loud noise, you got a choice, you have a voice
painlessly. And people say you Dye your hair and wear tight jeans, that doesni??t mean. That you cani??t scream, or like loud noise, you got a choice, you have a
on racist mentality This is only the beginning because we'll be pushing up daisies in the ending Spirit knows no color either you're a hater or a lover
'd save the final page for you I wanna start a new chapter I wanna write some more I wanna know if your character Feels anger or remorse I wanna change the ending From tragic
I?d put a statue of myself upon the shelf of course. She?s the smoke, she?s dancing fancy pirouettes. Swan diving off of the deep end of my tragic cigarette
never fit at all I can't believe it's come to this Faking lies and promises A wasted word, a stolen kiss A memory that never was at all I've got a list
sky was overcast A haunting wind and a lightning bolt in a barren graveyard When the bodies rise up from the underground your skin begins to crawl And a
tragic ending [Incomprehensible] to say Wash the sheets and clear your head, you'll be okay But bury me deep down in every song you play The tragic ending The tragic ending
racist mentality This is only the beginning Because we'll be pushing up daisies in the ending Spirit knows no color, either you're a hater or a lover
