your life so hard? / stop spreading all this bullshit, cause you will never see / what this is all about and what it means to me / shut up / enough /
charts), striaght to the top (top) Me I'm a hustla I can't stop won't stop If I ain't on the route I'm in the one stop shop (yeah) Everywhere I go they
: Aw.....I'm comin' through the fog, Dressed in black Knock Yo muthafuckin' head off Bitch nigga stop playin' wit me First Verse: Spark it up make
a crip like Snoop you a'int a blood like Game, see I've been havin beef I got my own bullet proof vest most of my enemies dead i got about two left untill
to a drone? machines can\'t lie. stop carrying me. it doesn\'t help, besides, my feet work just fine on their own. the pavement shouldn\'t stop them
's no time to be complascent let hope be your motivation that's enough to spark a movement even in incarceration on campus or in the hood stop learn
: [2Pac] Yeah -- clear enough for ya? (Is that right?) (Hahahahaha) Yeah (Hehehehe) Why niggaz look mad? (Is that right?) Y'all supposed to be happy
keep poppin' cause they wont stop until they rubbed out And their vest don't protect from the head wounds Reload ammunitions and the bitches will be dead
singularize we reflect in the mirrors The prophecy is clear Niggaz lock n load disappear Strategize with no fear Waging war for years The crack game wasn't big enough
goin on for years, there's plenty more When they ask me, when will the violence cease? When your troops stop shootin niggaz down in the street Niggaz had enough
Jeep and every car, brothers stomp this I'm Never Ignorant, Getting Goals Accomplished The underground railroad on an uprise This time the truth's gettin told, heard enough
of Gs Kicked the shit to make the white man bleed God bless the dead" [Chorus - 2pac:] God bless the dead God bless the dead God bless the dead [2pac
niggas dying fast The sound of a gun blast Then watch the hurst past Just another day in the life 'G' Gotta step lightly cuz cops tried to snippe me The catch, they don't wanna stop
'm goin to sleep but wit my eyes open I'm gettin high and I pray that when I go, I can die smokin Go to the funeral, My homie's dead, He passed away Got
's what's up (repeat 6x) (50 Cent) I blast 50 Cent nigga that's what's up (Lloyd Banks) Right now my life movin to fast to stop and pray See every now
't know whats on ya mind well if it ain't that 69 back up by the bump and grind then watcha doing in my hotel room [69 Boyz] enough of that too much
Khaled Kept me out in Cali with my eyes open barely Blowin' and spinnin', goin' down Bennett Drop six-fo', three-wheel then switch it Red light stop,
turn my back without these haters tryin to shut me down Plot and I watch, strategize, but the clock Is sayin time don't wait for nothin, it don't stop
