take your best shot it's all ups and downs trying to reach the top you think you know what my life's about but i'm not being negative i'm just facing up
giving up And I'm ready to walk away In the stillness, I can hear A voice inside me say Do something Do something It's too late for saving face Don't
stick up By a girl he used to pick up on the upper west side I used to help him chop a brick up, They found him in his pickup Pants down and dick up,
a trend setter with a beretta, for real it ain't no faking I done showed up and I poured up then, I blowed up like yeast Diamonds slugs up on my teeth
all niggas try to roll up Thinking I'm a ho, well, come and let me show ya I'm a light up the rhythm like dosia Dumping so potent, nigga don't choke up Flow up
controller Whenever y'all niggas try to roll up Thinking I'm a ho, well, come and let me show ya I'm a light up the rhythm like dosia Dumping so potent, nigga don't choke up Flow up
it I'm tryin to hustle up a meal ticket I'm still wicked in my ways, a hustler till my dying days Aint nothin wrong with gettin paid So nigga blaze, cuz
[2Pac] In this motherfuckin life I lead, sheeit Hella motherfuckin roadblocks and crooked cops We still ride though, what side? WESTside [Verse One
Then we ride to the sun come, shining back to brighten up the sky How many die? Heard the Fugee was trying to do me Look bitch I cut your face, this
doin time. Chorus repeats Feelin fucked up in this bitch. Smoke half a ounce to the head. Drop the top. Indo. Hawaiin. Lansbread. Buddha. All that shit. I'm fucked up
back like a bitch would Tellin them niggaz, "You can fade him," punk I wish you would It be them same motherfuckers in your face that'll rush up in
first I was afraid I was petrified Kept thinkin' I could never live without you by my side But then I spent so many nights Thinkin' how you did me wrong
(I'ma shoot) Three shots (Three shots) Somebody done made me hot (me hot) You Got Me Fucked Up We Shoot Guns and Hit Targets Meat Market Yall Haters Up
afraid, I was petrified, Kept thinking I could never live without you by my side, But then I spent so many nights just thinking how you did me wrong
s what I'm sayin' [Bridge:] I remember wakin' up early monday morning With my new dress, and my new shoes, with the buckles on em And you would kiss my face
I'm like bitch? You ain't a plastic surgeon, I advise ya to put up your visor I'm getting kinda ticked, you're blocking my side mirror She's like yeah
up late Wednesday you left early Thursday you fight with a boss you hate Friday you up and quit Saturday you want your old job back Sunday morning you wake up