blaow.. turn em into forty-niners [Tupac sings] Bye bye, I was never meant to live Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live Bye bye, I was
s the place to be Baby bye bye bye baby If you ever come down We're still from around Watch the sunset to the sea Has that little black bird sit on the
monster was me Well, I said hello and I said hello And I asked "Why not?" and I replied "I don't know" So we asked a simple black bird, who was happy
so high I strip you of your carbon dioxide Rock-a-bye the lullaby he be singin' 'Oh my'. Boof Baff another son a go die. What's the matter with the black man? (Black
Here I go swingin' low Bye (bye), bye (bye) blackbird (duoo-duoo-duoo-duoo-duoo-duoo) Where somebody waits for me Sugar's sweet, so is he Bye (bye), bye (bye
booty black is so indespicable You squaw-pie, tack-haired, motherfuckin jiggaboo You can suck a dick or two or three or four or mo' here But first get colon eye birds
though millions'll follow just like Gandhi I'm Malcolm, shit, I bring it out 'em Body on Broadway, now nobody can doubt him Must I be a backpacker or Black
(ah ah ah) Be in Huston with Flip In Memphis with 6 Atlanta T.I We handle D.I God damn I be fly Hi so Cameron D I Bye from hammers to pies my tan is
Can they stop us no Dipset stop and go {Here we go Vol. 2} Whoa (whoa), no (no), we don't stop we go! Leave you like Good-Bye, Au revoir, Adios This
cradle The crow on the cradle The black and the white Somebody's baby is born for a fight The crow on the cradle The white and the black Somebody's
, blaow blaow, turn 'em into forty-niners Bye bye, I was never meant to live Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live Bye bye, I was never
Time stop, flyin' guillotine comin' for your flock What you mean you spilled the beans, ah? Blacked out an' thought I seen pop lazer beam glock What's a bird
Evil Kineval? (Ha Ha) Crackheads got bikes and pistols now run up on that crackhead and fight the pistol This is the street Nigguh eat where the bird don't tweet the birds
' spots in the world i takes it Bulldog barrel I shakes it Cashmoney boy paper chaser Evil look in my eyes Close shirts you die Camofauge dark sky bi-bi-bye-bye
and think this the last show, better show it all That's D-Boi, yeah baby D-Boi's crazy New Shady made me, but tonight D-Boi is rock-a-bye baby [Chorus
here, so keep the Grinch off your back, and the toys in the sack, we'll catch you next Christmas, this here's ol red nose in the lead, we gone, bye bye