Now that I turn 29 I'm standing here and I'm feeling fine Lots of stories have been told I, I have gone so far Since 1995 It feels like an endless summer
ask me now, would I repeat it? Would I fight in a war I don't believe in? Well, the answer is if not me where the cancer is They been doing this before
fool I conversate with mama, but she can't answer me back I'm in a world one deep missing that lady, cause that cancer did that It got a nigga looking
cat that can rob me Make a jazzy ho like me bust a sweat Hit it from the back, grab me by my neck, demand your respect I'm not a on my back ho I ride
(feat. Left Eye) [2Pac] Now you've been actin like you want it for a long time All up in a nigga face, givin me them strong vibes Look in my eyes and
Moms can't stand me cause I'm lookin like my father Should I stay or run away, tell me the answer Moms ignores me and avoids me like cancer Grow up rough
92. Then you call me on my cell phone, While I'm cussin' out a Cadillac. You say remember Tom and Jenny's little boy? Well, the doctors say the cancer's back
tip of my tongue, it's on the back of my lungs. And I'm gonna keep it. I know something you don't know. It sits in silence, eats away at me. It feeds like cancer
It's so good to have you back To provide us all with that bass Especially after you finish cookin' that bass I always been a hungry nigga The type to
from easily trespassing Nickel nine shine on your eye then you see fire blastin Get off my premises A yo Lord is you a friend of his Mouth him back to
your bitch, cause she leans over to look closer told you y'all sloppy gangsters sayin "Nas is this and Nas is that" Your eyes go front, your eyes go back
(feat. K-Mac) [K-Mac:] Uh, look I does my S-H-I-T please excuse me for the smell, faserting does my jerk thing, keep her working she a star on the track
[K-Mac:] Uh, look I does my S-H-I-T please excuse me for the smell, Faserting does my jerk thing, keep her working she a star on the track like Pharrel
'til the needle calls Always when the needle calls So you suffer 'til the pain goes too long Left the city just to save myself Headed west, looking
smack Well, hee hee hee Cancer for the cure Cancer for the cure Buckle up and endure now baby Cancer for the cure Old blue eyes is back again But he
cancer or polio. And when I search a faceless crowd, A swirling mass of gray and black and white. They don't look real to me, In fact, they look so
Why do people fear what they don't know? Constantly lookin' at me funny cause my pants swung low And my hats rocked to the left All these dirty looks
