knees Liar You come crawling begging baby please Love's death is a slow death Is a quick death But once it's over Fate's hand is a cold hand Is a sly
your knees Liar You come crawling begging baby please Love's death is a slow death Is a Quick death But once it's over Fate's hand is a cold hand Is
The earth is quaking, love is gone An act of god on What's been done Hopes and fears just disappear When you decided to face away Kill! Me and you, is
death, and death unto birth, we carry on [Brother J] I am a man of the soil, crossroad walker Great vine swinger, the pyramid stalker Makin God music
hate you to death But yet I loved you so, wanted you to feel my pain since 91 So brother come with me, and die slow I hate you to death, but yet I loved
but then America f**ked up and blamed up I guess it's cause we black that we targets My only fear is God, I spit that hard s**t In case you don't know
it's hard to slow down for a addict It's been years of stugglin, guzzlin beers Beefin and never even, ain't no love in the air And I suffer my s**t in
) My Block That's right In the Jungle Marine City (But on our block we still praaayyy) That's my Block That's right Los Angeles That's my block
, lets do it Huhuhuh [Verse 1: Tupac] Cross this nigga here Now Biggie tell me who do you fear? Ain't a living soul breathing shall pump no fear
do Thug Life, Outlaw Immortalz Motherfuckin Tupac a.k.a. Makaveli Can you feel me? Just so you know, it's on Death Row My niggaz love that shit Dramacydal
let her do what she please they said no one loved her her eyes shined love a dimaond and above tha kind that you can love Not yet touched with so much
only God Only God can judge me [synth + Pac] Only God can judge me And only God can [synth voice] Only God can judge me, only God Only God can judge
s more like a family not an ethnic trip more like an ethic see I write the rhyme today tell it to you later whether were coming in wack or what it's a
dead Destination heaven Sittin politic with passengers from nine eleven The Lord's blessins leave me lyrically inclined Shit I ain't even got to try to shine God's
up your chest I got a 12 gauge mossberg to pump up your chest have you gasping for air after that shell hit your vest fear me like you fear god cause I bring death
love you still and ever will My fate drew me to burial The life I lived; mistaken one My pleads for death gone into me In death's embrace I'll dance with