met them friday night at a quarter to three [Chorus: 2Pac/Makaveli] Young niggaz in the wild life Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life
made you out of a rib My arrest record just scratches the surface of what I did My bid locked me up and brought my life to an end I was forgotten, abandoned
criminals he chilled with didn't think he was real you see me and niggaz like this have never been equal I dont project my insurecurity's at other people
I carried my pack And I lived the free life of a rover From the Murrays green basin to the dusty outback I waltzed my Matilda all over Then in nineteen fifteen my
but more when she's passive, now she on the internet looking for classes, out of state tho, man that hurt yo,but i got work tho, but i'm at work yo,
t buy any bread [WORKER ONE] There are children back at home [WORKERS ONE AND TWO] And the children have got to be fed [WORKER TWO] And you're lucky
wit' a winner but I come from a little Hoe but bet I can take that dirt and turn that shit glitter I leave the work wit' her yeah she my baby sitter And
?t be finished swallowin? my wad I ain?t finished blowin? it, nice bra Hope it?ll fit a tough titty, bitch Life?s hard, I swear to God, life is a dumb
, so won't be finished swallowin' my wad I ain't finished blowin' it, nice bra Hope it'll fit a tough titty, bitch Life's hard, I swear to God, life is
really care In it sickening of that we don't wanna share Wish for my brother what a wish for my self Try to love the world less, put my ego to rest "
into this World) Back in 1965 in motherlands street cafe where young men were sitting down drinking coffee 'till this brother came in u could tell by the look at
carried my pack And I lived the free life of a rover From the Murrays green basin to the dusty outback I waltzed my Matilda all over Then in nineteen fifteen my
not. I sat in the cool shadows of these men, and my brain is a pimple train, of secret running out of the left side of my eye the more comes out the
why I let my dogs out on the Baha men As bad as a life I had, I'm not mad I don't need to be a jackass to beat up my dad My whole family's country, my
greater subjection can be? 'I heard this with some wonder,& must confess my own convivtion. After dinner I ask'd Isaiah to favour the world with his lost works
the age at Gather millions, acapella in the streets, today crack Fuck opinions, I'm hittin to the nights endin A new beginin, takin over men and women
hits, yo, before the age at Gather millions, acapella in the streets, today crack Fuck opinions, I'm hittin' to the nights endin' A new beginin', takin' over men