I don't know who to trust. Feel like I'm gonna bust Everyone is changing around me. I feel like I'm the same but who am I to say When you're pointing
the shadow of death, and getting stole on Will I survive, is God gonna come and save me I started out as a Christian, now look at how this world made
done made me This is my era of terror, I am the man with the gun That admitted never to miss, would of ever miss When it be busting, a lot of you gonna
wit' us, or collide wit' us It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz [2Pac] As I approach the scene, from smokin' green Got my eyes closed, niggaz so cold
' us, or collide wit' us It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz [2Pac] As I approach the scene, from smokin' green Got my eyes closed, niggaz so cold
to conversate so you called her a bitch (BIATCH) Bustin on paper thin motherfuckers Drinkin gin 'fore youu get to sinnin on them busters Emptied his clip
me, and I fed they wife and they daughters Blazed the weed, draped they seeds, gave 'em cash Pass the fame and let the game go rollin past Why you change, it's a cold world
gonna be's a Thug Said he's gonna be One day he gonna be Say he wanna be Shorties gonna be a Thug Said he gonna be One day he's gonna be Said
breast. Try to fool, got the groove but it's manifested. Their heart rock to death. Still I'm livin' in a cruel, cold, world; put it on my shoulder. God
it We got this, now try to stop it if ya ain't hoes! Wouldn't ya know, this the coldest flow, and have them feelin it all over the world They see the
re not layin' on that table I knew I was gonna make it, soon as you said think of Hailie, I knew There wasn't no way that I was gonna ever leave them
first things first I'm gonna take it to the sea The Chattanooga champ is gonna take it to the sea I'm the employer, you're my employee You gots to bust
makes me loose, hard to swallow Fame puts me there where things are hollow Fame Fame It's not your brain, it's just the flame The bitch is gonna
Let me get a sip of that Vodka Cran Let a mutha' fucka' know who I am Gonna get high cause the world is low Let me start a fire cause the world is cold
he'd put you with your mom, and you ain't fucked with that Then you lied about your pops, he ain't never bust no cap Like Father, Like Son, go ask Busta
