the help from a posse called the L.A.D. Educate is what we do With permission from the 2 Live Crew 'Cause the Crew is 2 Live for you people Who run around
I Get Your Number (Can I Get Your Number Girl) Babe Them Seven Digits Shorty (Seven Digits Yeah) You So Fine I Cant Help But Wonder (I Cant Help It, I Cant Help
someone cares So their cries for help will not be in vain We can't let them suffer no, we cannot tell them to wait Right now they need our helping
So I could go help the baby She could barely speak but she whispered "Mister can you please save me?" So I screamed out "Someone help me!" But I don'
make a change So I'm told, but I haven't seen the change unfold, I keep hoping please, if you prefer to breathe, Communities in need of people that
bag is running like a son of a bitch We have people with bags running across, running to the East River, the East River And we have four people parking
my people at? Let's be..) [2Pac] Where my people at? Show me where my people at Where my people at? Show me where my people at All my niggaz now, just
You all alone, no communication, block on the phone Don't get along with yo' pop, and plus your moms is gone Where did we go wrong? I put my soul in the song to help
we can trust to help to carry us through Black Jesus, hahahahaha He's like a Saint that we can trust to help to carry us through Black Jesus [Young
we livin' in Churches burnin, planes fallin from the sky Murder, the good die young The good definitely die young This is a lil' somethin' To help you
to watch the glocks glow Cadres of coppers patrol us like we some animals And it ain't no peace, my peace a piece on my streets to people beefin and things
next? You headin' to his car for some sex I pass by can't hold back tears inside cuz, lord knows for years I tried. And all the other people
to the head. Drop the top. Indo. Hawaiin. Lansbread. Buddha. All that shit. I'm fucked up in this motha fucka. And Hennessy don't help. And Hennessy don't help
up! Thug style baby, Thug style y'know? Verse One: Tell me baby are you lonely? Don't wanna rush ya I can help ya if ya only, let me touch ya If I'm
yeah [2Pac] I got nuttin to lose It's just me against the world baby [girl] I got nothing to lose Verse Two: Dramacydal Could somebody help me? I'm
Stand the heroes waiting for your cries. So many times you did not bring this on yourself. When the moment finally comes, I'll be there to help. On that
: The air is thick in here I sit while people try to decide Which feelings to show But they cannot grow When it's safer kept inside Show the people
nothing left for me and everything is in my way will I be broken like a chain with a weak link will I speak out and let the people who hurt me know