and I can't let you go, on your own. So alone, I stand before you. Don't you know? I adore you. Running away, the bridges go down in flames. Oh yeah,
(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
the crown, clown, I rock an LA Dodger Fitted, I showed my ass at Summer Jam but New York was down with it, Now the ball's in my court, never dribble out
my niggas I did joints with Mary J. Blige my niggas I've eluded the coppers got booted with Big Poppa Skated through with the Ceasar Picadas At high
the line of fire holdin back, what? My peoples if you with me where the fuck you at? Niggaz is strapped, and they tryin to twist my beer cap It's court
At high school got head by the lockers Gassed the baddest girl in the class to show me her knockers Rocked jewels dropped school still didn't fail Rhymes still written well hold court
hug my momma I'm so sick I can't sleep at night, might swallow my tongue Get all the gas deposits out the closet, let the water run Get the flame thrower
an extra mic and a fire proof booth 'Cause you know I'm known to metal wire too You need a fire engineer when I lay this blaze I melt down cracks that
Black solidarity day, arrest sentence Lookin' at the moon he starts his coming soon High like my man, c'mon give me the fame This flame is so bright,
high to read the billboard Got a room at the Best Western The guy at the front desk looks like Les Nessman Hush now, not a sound Shut the door, and lay your towel down
fall How I did 'em all And was I born to ball Yo, but not on the hoop court But walkin' through court My gun-mouth that made it way down south With
contact Bounce back, demonstrate invincible bomb raps Not no hustler no player or speakin' no crime crap I'm vocally trying to score before my time lapse Uh! Full court
Sit down. Okay, from the top. [Amos Hart] A man has got the right to protect his home and his love one, right? [Martin Harrison] Of course he has. [
food chain. Keep the crown, clown, I rock an LA Dodger Fitted, showed my ass at Summer Jam but New York was down with it, Now the ball's in my court,
my high Me and Benz blazing, Rave got the gauge raising Sick of talking about it, niggaz ain't on my weight lift [NYG'z] Whenever we stand together, down