Talking to myself and I'm not listening, take a deep breath and think. Protecting at all costs, ilusion of my faith, crackling time underfoot. You
Times were tough you said, you never thought that way Your actions, passions You took that gaze from me, you never orchestrate This place of reason
So on and so on my mind is closing in Begun to begin my end You always hated the state of things I'm in so bathe in my suffering Pull Behind Time is
Never. I never felt this alone. Cant stop it feels like I'm drowning I'm drowning. Guilt that still pools in me sink to the bottom Take everything and
Years have gone by, it feels like a lifetime Can't remember, the comfort of your voice has died An image followed by feelings of frustration Give
Fell into another one of your "I don't wanna go"s again Suck me in take me for a ride Fell into your fucking trap Don't wanna see your face no more I
Today I'll push it to the side Everything has gone out with the tide You can't look me in the eyes Burrow deep in your disguise Force out another phony
Fermented smells and stumbling down a blurry world of your creation I never thought you'd fall I want to tell you that you're missing everything I know
Time passes by Nothing's changed These four walls where I contain Let them talk I know the truth Let them laugh I know the truth Words heard by me Only
me wanna cake it fuck you Whenever I see you nigga I'm a buck you And put a hole in ya chest that's big enough to drive a truck through I'll bring the
it now well do you suppose my pocket well nickel, dime- a five bag sale me and my kind use i ain't well things they try then die jail gonna be fast when the high
those who wanna analyze me It starts off in the hips Move to the lips For all those who wanna analyze me My mother committed suicide when I was four or five
gone flip some new s**t now You heard "All Eyez on Me," ni**az know what time it is (Makaveli the Don) 'Pac do it like that Rhymin and stealin, sellin five
(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
, watch ya motherfuckin mouth niggaz (That's right, fuck these fag niggaz) Do it, do it, do it [2Pac] Come hell or high water, down to slaughter opposers
Made my decisions do or die, been hustlin since junior high No time for askin why, gettin high, gettin mine Put away my nine, cause these times call for four-five
