felt, I just kept running I'm scared, scared away from death No way, not just yet Scared to death and back Field trip to Hell No slips to sign and
? To live my life as an Outlaw all along Remain strong in this planet full of player haters They conversate but Death Row full of demonstrators And in
thing Drop some conversation Sit back and let the phone ring Niggas they wanna see me rise '97 watch me cut these motherfuckers down to size And
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
wrong? To live my life as an outlaw all along Remain strong in this planet full of playa haters They conversate but Death Row full of demonstrators And
To live my life as an outlaw all along Remain strong in this planet full of playa haters They conversate but Death Row full of demonstrators And in tha
to the pain cold scalpel's steel whispers tear at my very core as I cling to memories of you I am so scared...so scared...I need you with me were the
Martyr to laugh and dance upon thy graveyard of shame. For love was lost and life was won, all the other things are shades to be gone and the path of
taste his blood And the lawyers is the court employers, showin fake love The court system is 33 and 1 third of a mace and club While niggas is still beefin and
crime emperor Yo life is based on cultures and creeds, and feed the way Be the thug nigga sess, I've seen niggaz tied up Handcuffed and ????, cold crisis
you will be left hurt This is the cold, harshness of life Just when it unfolds you lucky to grow old - life! [Royce Da 5'9"] (And) Death is not no option
loyal, my habits became lavish Dreams of new n devis Pub deals and known mastives And my home boys, aid my conditions I made ? managers, execs and assistance And
't no such things as halfway crooks Scared to death and scared to look They shook 'Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks Scared to death and scared
'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks Scared to death and scared to look They shook 'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks Scared to death and scared
Follow the leader through the streets of death Piece the bits together till you come up wit' atleast a brick Then we can flip that, sip Henny and kick back
to himself, quiet as kept With a coldness in his eyes that will scare you to death I was on my way, man I had one foot in the grave Motherfucker, I stayed contemplating about my last and
rock on and Big L, rock rock on and Freaky Tah rock rock on and Jerome Green, rock rock on and Slang Ton, rock rock on and We celebrate life
certainly gon' catch you Whoever special, you will be left hurt This is the cold, harshness of life Just when it unfolds your lucky to grow old, life and death