HEY! [Chorus:] Poison in my veins, inside I'm torturing my brains, And still I try, aiaiai Voices in my head, am I alive or am I dead, Alone I cry,
us for our poisonous deeds How are the many rivers and the lakes and the seas Are they still angry, at Africa So who's dead and who's alive, did the
try to deal me Jealousy and envy make my niggas want to kill me Everybody want to pick up a gun and bust thinking artillery fin to be drilling me nigga But I' sick
addicted to shots Blame my hood, cause that's just the way it is on my block I got a bad attitude, cause I'm use to beefing They'll never take me alive
(feat. Butch Cassidy, Styles P) [Tupac:] They'll never take me alive, I'm gettin' high with my four-five Cocked on these suckas, time to die Even as
knew me my family didn't know what ta do with me was I somebody they despise curious look in they eyes as if they wonder if i'm dead or alive poor momma
the world's really dead. The wait is over. Stuck inside this mess. Dying to hold, you're all on your own. Praying to get out alive. Alive, praying to get out alive. Alive
thicker Whole brain sicker, hall of fame nigga From coast to coast I keep the toast My weekly gross, leave you deeply froze Half dead close to ghost,
the girl I mean, she's in every magazine Nothin' you've seen, you must hate Guess jeans Don't lie, I know you know the girl I'm speakin' of It must eat you alive
a hospital patient Storing the dead bodies in grandma's little basement Doctor Kevorkian has arrived To perform an autopsy on you while you scream "I'M STILL ALIVE
I'm waiting for the man Twenty six dollars in my hand Up to Lexington, One Two Five So sick and dirty more dead than alive I'm waiting for the man Hey
you know the warm progress under the stars? Do you know we exist? Have you forgotten the keys to the kingdom Have you been borne yet & are you alive
you know the warm progress under the stars? Do you know we exist? Have you forgotten the keys to the Kingdom? Have you been borne yet & are you alive
and you're dead fucker Bang bang bang in your head fucker Bang bang bang and you're dead fucker and you're dead fucker and you're dead fucker Fuck you
'm much wiser now A lifetime of memories Run though my head They taught me how For better or worse Alive or dead I realize There's no turning back
I'm waiting for my man Twenty-six dollars in my hand Up to Lexington, 125 Feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive I'm waiting for my man Hey, white
