young man) It's not as easy as it seems (Go slow young girl) You gotta fight, fight to be free (Go slow young man) You gotta stay free (Go slow young
Before we see it's hard to live This life without God, so we must ask forgiveness Ask mama I got this urge to die Witness the tears falling free from
ever controversial Tupac Shakur has just released another album under the alias Makaveli. Music insiders are running wild trying to rearrange other artist street
gangsters, All you fake ass gangsters You don't have the hart nigger Survive in the streets Ask my nigger down in Right Street niggers Ask my niggers
eye on the target So as soon as the shit get started We gone poppop papop that riot Pumpin that Violence-ee (Violence) POPO don't want peace They want this robot in the streets
no love Better let dogs loose Got him, hold him up and on top of that, these niggas fuckin' with cuz All the real niggas in the streets with heat If
white man lives where our rivers run For now better days have passed We walk the streets of broken glass Our people vanished as snow before the summer sun Like dogs
truck in a two-car garage {*CRUNCH*} Hoppin out wit two broken legs, tryin to walk it off "Fuck you too bitch, call the cops!" I'ma kill you and them loud ass motherfuckin barkin dogs
a child in the streets Hanging on by claws Another useless empty cause And now we're all the same Skin And though you're fading fast Your dreamings' free
guns, break arms Break necks, break backs, Steven Segul Free...young bars, fresh men of the Roc Left the beef in the pot Jay sent for his dogs and broads
Weak rhymes same topics This one for the street for the projects For my G's with the weed in the apartments (uh) For my dogs in the law hit with charges
I'ma carry your footprints step by step, walkin through the, twentieth century, eyes on me When the dogs start barkin you must set them free Go in-Between
speeches I'm sitting on top of the world You can't sit in the sunshine or go out after dark There's dogs on the loose acting like sharks There's psychos on the streets
we're free Yes we need to be free Walkin' round with unsatisfying needs Tricky: Don't let her run away Kioka: Yeah we're free Yes we need to be free
: Good girls walk fast In groups of three Fast girls walk slow On side streets Sometimes the girls who walk alone Aren?t found for days or weeks On
2: AZ] Blood money, thug money, drug money Slug money, run wit me or run from me Gun money, sixteen in one money From the streets, these raps and beats
: Verse 1: It started off in Shanny Park On the street of old Nash And it feels so good to escape and just kick it at last My clan had to bring the ruckus