?s wrong She shows her soul She bears her soul I know that she?s right Oh I fall and rise I fall and rise Oh we fall, we fall, and we rise (Thanks to
it?s wrong She shows her soul She bears her soul I know that she?s right Oh I fall and rise I fall and rise Oh we fall, we fall, and we rise (Thanks
that time's a healer And I'm better without you It's gonna take time I know But I'll get over you Look at my life Look at my heart I have seen them fall
'cause it's staggering But thats 'cause we're killing everybody that we see And most of us soldiers we can barely fall asleep And time and time again
very first time I cried How I wiped my eyes And buried the pain inside All of my memories Good and bad that's passed Didn't even take the time to
that, and like this Had to break a bone, and make a motherfucking wish I did it like this, and I did it like that A nursery rhyme, and still broke a
feel strange Watching my back, cocking my gat, strapped at all times Punishing motherfuckers, just for crossing that line My only company is lonely mess, cause most of These niggas be fake, and
to maintain This is where they all fall down Pay your dues, cause you owe When it's your time, God'll give you the go [Den Den] I sit back and put my thoughts, on paper and
You can sco' anything there, from drank to marijuana And the corner, is for the stronger heart Separate the men from the boys, and the weak from the smart And
I fuck around, and y'all gone and a nigga like me Cause I'm blessed with a tight 22's, AK-47, 3-57, Mac 11 Balling and and a 25, bulletproof vest and
terminal cancer And that is the final stage, my primal rage Began to rise and I started to fantasize How many more might try to rush the door And blast
fall, eventually fell upon what we would get, next many of them falls since then I'm still remembering times, 1999 and still, as September rises I will
real but we still call 'em homies, now what the fuck is that? Fake love, fake thugs are, all in the game I watch 'em all plot and fall while we come
the wrong nigga.. [2Pac] My seductive introduction be specific, still elusive but exclusive's what I give you when I kick it, and I'm still lifted Niggaz
and bitches, power and money, riders and punks. Which side are you on? *gun cocked, six shots, bullets hit ground* These niggaz is still fuckin talkin
mashin, me and my girlfriend Chorus: Tupac All I need in this life of sin, is me and my girlfriend Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend
money, fame, and bitches I like fat asses, fat money bags of cash, and masses Slowly as time passes, I found nothing but money rules. Time is facing,
