Seeing nothing with open eyes. Blind for many years. Broken heart from the start seeing the way it was. It was what it was, it was what it is, it was
to do was boot em up He got the buck now who the fuck want it? I can't see it happen, clips be clappin' Cappin' you til' you see through Bitch go ask
rose They wanna steal the B.G. Now tell me Alton Ain't that cold What can I do Now what can I do to get out the game What can I do Now what can I do
it's win this is real we ain't got to pretend The cold world that we in, is full of pressure and pain I thought it would change, It's stayin' the same
Bein as it was, we had to close the door It's like turnin away from a million bucks But I can't see you no more [CHORUS:] It's like the cold of a lonly
the same as it is today Then what's the point on waking up for me anyway The realities of this cold world can be so cold I'm losing it, I'm losing it
me in your righteousness I can't get enough Unconditional love is what you show me In a world so cold and lonely And the life that I'm livin was givin
on the side cold jockin' our cars Someone called my name, so I yoked it quick And kicked it to the girlies who was all on the tip As nightfall came I
was scrappin Until the end of time [Chorus - 2X] [2Pac] Now who's to say if I was right or wrong? To live my life as an Outlaw all along Remain strong
to see [Chorus] x2 (What's goin' on) Another gunshot rings (What's goin' on) Another siren rings (What's goin' on) Another mother cries (What's goin'
bust and flea, these niggaz must be crazy what?? There ain't no mercy motherfuckers who can fade the Thugs (hahah right) You thought it was but it wasn
world, from like, behind us Niggaz know what we gotta do, just gotta put our mind to it and do it It's all about the papers, money rule the world Bitches
in a hurse,and oh how it hurts. The children pay the biggest price, never get the chance to grow up with a happy life. Blame it on the rock, but we
ride wit' us, or collide wit' us It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us It's as simple as that for me
liquor, and I'm lookin' for some hoes to fuck. Rather die makin' money than live poor and legal As I slang another ounce, I wish it was a kilo. A need
A war They ain't ready for it (huhuh) [Chorus] Now what cha gonna do? when my niggas come for you (What ya gonna do) Now what cha gonna do? when
m guilty of a life of sin I watched the drama occur My eyes blurred 'fore I jet it I wonder why we all have to die before we get it Though we shed
