and it isn't me. Flip my initials and see what it says: Nothing to "WE." Now flip them back again. It's perception as a curse and what's worse is apathy
or work it, and getting some real muscle bitch If you want it, you can sho 'nuff get it Made me bust your watermelon, come on down fuck with it Everybody
the liquor ain't good for me But it drowns out the vision of my casket It's either my life or your life, that's right I'm gon let you haaave it Everyday
Young mothers That's right I feel ya (hey) I know how it is (MAMA's JUST A LIL' GIRL) Don't nobody understand I feel ya [Verse 1: Tupac] She
Victims of a stray, from drug dealers gone crazy Maybe it's just the drugs, visions of how the block was Crack came and it was strange how it rocked
make them ... Fucking make a million,.. from the top of the building, I brick them... I could see it with my eyes right, it wasn't hustle, it's a pig
, we gotta get money so fuck it just show him what's real Cause it's all about money, money, yeah Don't get in my way Fuckin' with my money cause that
] Take a good look into my eyes, and all over my face your bloody death With a bloody bloody, mess, I'm servin you none the less ?? that crazy muthafucka from the world's
they can't handle it like a man And that's when it just happens And I snap and it's a wrap, and it's a scrap an then it isn't rap is it? Hip-Hop isn'
's why I'm ready, man I'd never copy Norbit like eddie, man Did you get it? Eddie Murphy was in Norbit Or was it way over your head? Did you forfeit?
gon bust Cause they crazy, but them crazy niggaz bleed like us See I'm one shot thru the heart like Cupid Y'all niggaz might be crazy, but y'all not stupid
back! I can't be bother 'cause my mind it's too, it's too crazy, it's going, it's driving me nuts already, I have to think about work, I have to think
straight Now it's obvious who smokes the most and the best weed And it's obvious who got the most and the finest hoes And it's obvious who's gonna get
it pushin' it in my ear-fuck! Lord oh please what's happening to me?- It's the poisonous air from the smokestacks G Seeping in my head, fucking up my
how the funds once came then I ran across this memory and it stung the brain How can you ever destroy the beauty from which one came That's a savage
him, and he's like "oh shit" [Dame:] "Oh shit it's not even wack." "I ain't gonna front, it's kinda hot." [Dame:] "it's actually kinda hot." Like they
that Her pistol in the ceilin' that's her survival pack And do I love her nawww man I just love her spirit Blind deaf or crazy it's money over bitches
Bally's and Gazelle's with black frames Now I'm into fat chains, sex and Tecs Fly new chicKs and new kicks, Heine's and Beck's Represent, represent!! (
