Screaming inside to ease the pain Save me, keep me alive I'm not afraid anymore Of what I don''t know Believe (I put my faith) In the unknown Believe
that, ninja rap You can call it Super Shredder, boss scene, Ross theme You can call it super better, new to this, Ludacris Foolishness, Lu been doin' this since super letters
us to fail, look at the jails, overpopulated with mexicans and young black males, I ain't tellin the tale, so we choose heaven or hell, don't care about letters
call you bitch again (and that's my word) [Chorus: Tyrese + (2Pac)] We came.. too far.. to throw it all away (I swear I'll never call you bitch again, believe
I swear I'll never call you bitch again And that's my word [Chorus] We came too far To throw it all away (I swear I'll never call you bitch again, believe
promised but it'll sure get better Hope you understand my love letter, to my unborn child [Chorus: sung, with 2Pac ad libs] I'm writing you a letter
the bottle I Take a sip And see tommorrow Gotta make if I have to Beg and Borrow Reading love letters late night, locked down, and quiet If brothers don't recieve their mail Best believe
no woman wants every downtown man she meet She's a no good doney they shouldn't 'low her on the street I believe I believe I'll go back home I believe I believe
just can't remember how to act Their minds are filled with big ideas, images and distorted facts. Even you, yesterday you had to ask me where it was at, I couldn't believe
Naw nigga i don't know about that [Bow Wow:] Listen You see the chain, you know my pedegree you know what it is when you dealing with the letter
here to Bagdad Gun blast, think fast I think I'm hit My girl pinch's my hips to see if I still exist I think not, I send a letter to my friends A
him And Reggaeton ain't hot in the building, its okay I get it poppin' Back to the forest trees for deep, these little knees Who took believers an opportunity
Cause that is where I sleep, now give me my key! [N.O.R.E.] New York get the blood money, dirty cash - still sweet We will black wall street by the swapmeet
flop him And Reggaeton ain't hot in the building, its okay I get it poppin' Back to the forest trees for deep, these little knees Who took believers