departed lie I remember the day Heard voices calling me To the sunrise of my mind Pictures of life are comin' down Photographs of your soul Pictures of life
I ain't even tryin you dying beefin with these niggas I cruise with yo head get knocked loose quick it's all on you bitch, choose bitch my life or your life
friends and your enemy's They love you Chi-Chi get the Yayo Picture me being crack out of ten trips on the train Chi-Chi get the Yayo Picture me being
I try to picture myself, in his position but remain silent I get to thinking bout the shit we been through We close like kin, but you remain my friend too This life
: Y'all ain't never just tripped and pictured And just looked at the whole situation Cause once u look at it You know (really do) They don't give
my mama's eyes No one knows my struggle They only see the trouble Not knowing it's hard to carry on when no one loves you Picture me inside the misery
'Pac y'all (Chorus: Ashanti) Pac's life (Everybody need's to chill) Everybody talking 'bout Pac's life (It's Tupac the king) What do you know about Pac's life
see was my momma's eyes No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble Not knowin it's hard to carry on when no one loves you Picture me inside the
my dog named Musolini, Big Syke, Thug Life baby The return of the mashers, you know how we do it Hahaha! [2Pac] Shit half the times we flaunt cause trouble
will my ni**az mourn me? Gettin blowed out High, watch me murder the bird, before he testify Strikes, walkin close to my third, I live a trouble life
Thug Life every time they pass {All Eyez On Me} [Chorus One: 2Pac] Live the life of a thug nigga, until the day I die live the life of a boss playa
you But anticipation of love makin got you shakin when I'm standin near you News of precision will prepare ya In case you get scared, just ask the man in the mirror Now the picture
wake up early in the morning My state so Military Suckas Fantasize, Pictures of a Young Brother Buried Was it me, The Weed, Or this life I lead If daytime
Put them motherfuckin Nike's on tight and get ghost y'all) [Dramacydal] I ain't got nuttin on my mind, but gettin in some trouble Lickin shots to they
send me to hell cause I ain't beggin' for my life Ain't nothing worse than this cursed ass hopeless life Cause I'm troublesome
Could See Was My Momma's Eyes No One Knows My Struggle, They Only See The Trouble Not Knowin It's Hard To Carry On When No One Loves You Picture Me Inside