I?m falling in and out again I?m falling in and out again
world keeps movin' And you're standin' far behind People keep sayin' Things'll get better (Just to ease your state of mind) (So you lean back, and you smoke that smoke) (And
body reveals you. your mind cant catch it. The nation of a God goes far beyond brackets. come into my oven devils come and you burn. I can always catch
and no cause, One Nation, young, black and dangerous by far, Young nation just trying to get this [Verse 1: 2pac] Murderous mind state, Can't keep
there's many stories to tell) I can feel it, won't embrace it, it's overwhelming how far you take it (Stuck in a state of questioning) And don't you
mind misguided and misdirected I was sick, so sick if I spoke to you you'd be infected Then my conscience was cleared of all charges and I came out corrected Reinvented, refined, replenished and
keeps movin' And you're standin' far behind People keep sayin' Things 'll get better Just to ease your state of mind So you lay back And you smoke that smoke And
games and names changed To protect the innocent by-stander Lies, slander and the master-planner Destroy the black male Crack jail and semi-automatic For static if the crack fails So
that you don't love me. In your state of mind, I don't need to hear your side of the story. Your friends all said we had a future And I don't think I
a word. I already heard that you don't love me. In your state of mind, I don't need to hear your side of the story. Your friends all said we had a future And
through the worldwide list Ireland, Chile and the African states Poetry, politics and how they relate Motherhood, music and Moog synthesizers Political prisoners and Commie sympathizers Hetero, homo and
the state. Correctional facility That's what they call this place But look around and you will see The politics of race. SAL A forest and a prison Where the snow and
I don't smile I said everything's fine But I'm in a new york state of mind, baby Yeah, I said everything's fine but I'm in a new york state of mind baby
state Correctional of facility That's what they call this place But look around and you will see The politics of race A forest and a prison Where the snow and
we need is never all that far to find Tell me baby what's your story, where do you come from And where you wanna go this time? You're so lovely are
With the power to get you dead and half the dead risen I remember when my development was arrested I was doin' time on my mind misguided and misdirected I was sick, so
life was lost You was cold and your body swung back and forth But now your eyes sing the sad, sad song Of how you lived so fast and died so young [