Don't bat your eyes for anyone else That's all I asked of you that night before you went away from me The one you left out here alone. Don't be surprised
It's must ya heard, spilling blood on the curb It's the dumbest shit, I'mma take it bust your shit Now some rookies trying to show me up Ain't that a
well You're just gonna give this up Well you can take your teeth And can I, Mr please No you don't You slug, you slug your priest No you don't You
it's not over now I can't believe it's true Tell me it's not over now I'm still in love with you Tell me it's not over now Please don't say goodbye Tell
do or you don't or you will or you won't cha Go downtown and eat it like a vul-cha See my hips and my tips don'tcha See my ass and my lips don'tcha Lost
stomach's a little sour I haven't had food In over an hour MATRON You just had a pizza, Six burgers, a mouse! ALL There's no food left In the
ll tell you that there's time To make this work for all intents and purposes At least for my own What is a heart worth if it's just left all alone? Leave
from all sides, looking for a free ride You know we're all getting robbed" Up on the dashboard There was a cross an a flag Now I don't want nothing from anyone's
what's new?" "nothin what's with you?" nothin much to do Chorus So if you walking down the street some time And spot some hollow ancient eyes Please don't
!) DON'T STOP, WORK IT! (DON'T, DON'T...) OWW! PUMP IT UP, PUMP IT UP! OWW! (GET LOOSE NOW!) A PARTY, BABY! (SAY WHAT, SAY WHAT!) 2 LIVE, BABY! (IT AIN'T
ain't about all that bullshit y'all been hearin' for the last two or three years, you know what I'm sayin'? There ain't no more motherfuckin'cheerleading
don't all down this week Cause if it did, you couldn't take it, and don't blame me I was given this world I didn't make it And now my son's getten older
of me that wasn't always shady Don't trust my lady, cause she's a product of this poison I'm hearin noises, think she fuckin all my boys, can't take
: [Pac: talking] Fuck all these motherfucker's talking all this old bullshit Like niggas just gonna accept that old trash ass shit We ain't having none
on my mind And hangin' up like you all that And get mad when I'm tell you that "I'm busy baby, call back," Please, ain't nothin' left to say to you Thugs
for cover And other bitches from the clan Come feel the wrath of a black man that doesn't smoke crack and I don't drink St. Ides (fuck that!) Genuine
run for cover And all the bitches from the Klan Come feel the wrath of a black man that doesn't smoke crack and I don't drink St. Ides (fuck that!) Genuine
else's child caught in guns Smoking weed, can all make a change So I'm told, but I haven't seen the change unfold, I keep hoping please, if you prefer