stops, my life goes on for sure Mr. Shakur and blessed with Your presence Your essence remains pure I never made it in school in '92, lookin' for a job as a
a milk box slogan saying WANTED PLEASE GET THIS KID POP'D 50 Mill for reward but damm use wont get me cause use all have pisbon on me man I dont give a fuck for
a dollar at a time For one chance One kiss One taste of you my black madonna I'd sell My soul My self-esteem a dollar at a time One taste One taste One
you can get me, you can catch me at a show This is how I represent for my ghetto-gangsta niggas If you want a gangsta-girl, holla at a lady boy! [Chorus
you can get me, you can catch me at a show This is how I represent for my ghetto-gangsta niggas If you want a gangsta-girl, holla at a lady boy It's
Cam) It`s Not Cool To Use Another Nigga`s As A Threat Tho` I Said You A Bitch, I Heard A Seven Man Echo You Saying I Hustle, My Source For Currency Coke
name There's no way in For you use that fame Rent your wife and gives today And maybe she will And maybe she will Caught a light sneeze, dreams a
distance like AT&T I stroke like a butterfly, sting like a bee Yo I Fades Them All like my man Mally G Whip a nigga ass for free And makin sure he see
say thanks for the privilege? Why should we accept servility as a bargain for dignity? Why should we passively accept death as a bargain for living?
allowed to see the rhymes In a town near Kadam and Kakrak Jalalabad I pray in a hut constructed from Sago Palm I'ma take you for a walk thru a beautiful
cost a mill that my arm is on I don't tell no time cause my time is wrong I just use it for a settin for diamonds on Listen pull up to the club and make
Sell me, throw me away Niggaz just don't give a fuck about a nigga like me right? Like I'm a f... I'm a gun, shit It's like I'm a motherfuckin gun I can
you apply for me well certified for me can't count but you'll try for me or do it all for me Huh? [chorus] I'm doin' this one for the thugs (for the thugs) (for
't a hit. Maybe I'm approaching it wrong. Look at him, a musician, a natural musician. This Motorcity was a serious little boy. Liked to pull down the
the name of the same god (in whose name you kill) Let me tell you your words are a nonsense a paradoxal joke with no happy ending, you have a mission