is Tupac cut his head bald Then you wanna cut yo' head bald (you PUSSY nigga!) Tupac wear a bandana You wan' wear a bandana Tupac put a cross on his
a cross on his back,You wanna put crosses on yo back Nigga,you aint Tupac [2pac] Is it Money and women,funny beginning's tragic ending's I can make a
The stories are so dramatic The endings are sad and tragic You find yourself so far away, a distance that love could not reach [bridge:] It's easy to find a someone, a
a fairytale so tragic There's no prince to break the spell I don't believe in the magic But for you I will, for you I will If I'm a fool, I'll be a fool
: [N:] It doesn`t make any sense This tragic ending In spite of the evidence There`s something still missing Heard some of the rumours told A taste
Soon after, a minor was gunned down in front of his aparment building To add to the travesty, a young girl was a victim of a tragic hit and run Details
on racist mentality This is only the beginning because we'll be pushing up daisies in the ending Spirit knows no color either you're a hater or a lover
product, a world in slow decay I?m told that all your seeds are black I?ve learned the question is unanswered and opaque We?re witnessing a famine
never fit at all I can't believe it's come to this Faking lies and promises A wasted word, a stolen kiss A memory that never was at all I've got a list
sky was overcast A haunting wind and a lightning bolt in a barren graveyard When the bodies rise up from the underground your skin begins to crawl And a
is what it is Tupac cut his head bald Then you wanna cut yo' head bald (You PUSSY Nigga!) Tupac wear a bandana You wan' wear a bandana Tupac put a
me start again from here Cold reality needs to be set free chances now at hand Life's a raw caress, it's a raw caress, it's a raw caress to me. And
tragic ending [Incomprehensible] to say Wash the sheets and clear your head, you'll be okay But bury me deep down in every song you play The tragic ending The tragic ending
racist mentality This is only the beginning Because we'll be pushing up daisies in the ending Spirit knows no color, either you're a hater or a lover
racist mentality This is only the beginning Your flesh will be pushing up daisies in the ending Spirit knows no color, either you're a hater or a lover
's a witness to her own glory She's a never ending story She's a frolicking depression She's a self-inflicted obsession She's got a thousand lonely husbands
't a bag of coke. But when her world met up with his they both was comatosed. A tragic ending, to a couple, that was oh so close. Stopped short a happiness
s a fairytale so tragic There's no prince to break the spell I don't believe in the magic But for you I will, for you I will If I'm a fool, I'll be a
