people and they'll try to put on the heat to bring us down, but we can run from the fire faster than we put it out. I'll drive rest your feet on the
is something, something worth living for. Her smile leaves my worries miles and miles behind, And so I drive faster and faster This is the good life. I'll drive rest your
Guess who's back? [2Pac] Drop the drums, here it comes, only got two minutes to bounce, and every second counts Better press, wreck on your tech, here
Catch suns in my 7-45 You drive me crazy shorty I Need to see you and feel you next to me I provide everything you need and I Like your smile I don't
'm your babygirl? Would I be your whole wide world? Would I be the apple of your eye? Would you ever want to make me cry? If you really want me by your
niggas try to put my pockets on diuretics But NAHH we don't allow them things You and your mans can get it as you complicate the flow To full drive when
2Pac I'm juiced God bless the dead But I'm already dead from trauma to the head I'm a verbal Manslaughter on the Mic Bumpin' in your trunk, shatterin' your
year It aint easy when you?re looking in the mirror Only seeing your tears Enough is enough And all this time Spent just drinking it up out of my mind Counting
[CHORUS] 'Cause I've seen many friends die way to young This is your life your chance You make a difference You make your reality what you want your
take before I wake Now I lay me down to sleep, eyes tight when I pray This her is real life, circumstances make you think Should I be counting my blessings
in the synagogue issue you your warrant, informant, bitch I've been a boss counting money stacks, your's counter-fitted I made my money back, when your
gotta take your time and never let 'em see you sweat 'Cause if you lose your mind and you start rhyming just to kick it Somebody's gaurunteed to pull your
slipping off in the synagogue issue you your warrant, informant, bitch I've been a boss counting money stacks, your's counter-fitted I made my money back, when your
We can take a short journey and leave you at your wits end You get burned like youre smoking a cigarette from the lit end Youre acting so feminine you
