Turn over motherfucker Show me your true colors Stop hiding your ugly side You have no one to hide No one to hide behind I should have fucked you up
like a zombie, my life started seemin' timely I can't believe it, Officer Friendly, he put a slug in lil' McKinley I'll be a memory, but I ain't havin' it Fightin' for my life
as I walk by Broken-hearted as I glance at the chalk line, gettin high This ain't the life for me, I wanna change But ain't no future right for me, I
colder Close your eyes, hear the ballad of a dead soldier [Chorus: singing + 2Pac] Thug for Life I will be.. (this is the ballad of a dead soldier) A life
the grounds of insanity it was them or me Bustin at my innocent family, say they lookin for ki's I was home alone, blind to the prelude Bust in, talkin
s not my dream I'm seein pictures of a broken man, no witnesses Only the questions of who smoked the man, young adolescents in our prime live a life of
't C Me (All tho' glasses won't help you realize) You blinded You blinded You Can't C Me (You Can't C Me) Thug Life baby Don't believe everything
numbers Love to watch you at a block party, beggin for drama While unleashin on the old timers, that's on my mama I would trade my life for yours, behind
what you gonna do, what you gonna do? (do, do, heee heee!) When the new world order come for you. (for you, for you, ahh!, ahh!) All you can do, what
I'm always a witness to some type of crime The City I live in'll make ya lose ya mind If you see a drive-by, act like ya blind If you tell on me, that
the east side, 7 mile area I was raised like a pitbull terrier I developed a criminal behavior I murdered my first man and knew Jesus Christ wasn't my savior Jehovah witness,witnessed
I hope you comprehend For this man can say it happened 'Cause this child has been condemned So I stepped into your world I kicked you in the mind An I'm the only witness
delights Attributes, properties, disciplines and novelties Exstactic patterns in the calender design Wilderness tours got it buying for the blind (?)
your vision Cry for the color blind The sound is oh so fine The season has got no reason To believe in this crimson Witness the way you'll be "Cubic
shook And exercising your lead foot Runaway Better putt yo double four magnums away Path for the game Step on the main, happy to live for today Cuz if
to my feel But I already told ya I was singin in my diapers Now get out your windshield wipers cause: The tears r gonna blind ya You just have to witness
at him lookin astounded Ready to draw around him; an outline of his body in chalk form This nigga here let the trigger talk for him His niggaz'll bark for him, for
but ya?ll mad boring, and I got so much swag I need an ad for it, and I don?t like to brag so my bitches brag for me, oh she a good girl?, I gotta transform