to me bad intentions in my head if my eyes could kill you would be dead, dead, dead, dead who is right, time will tell but i know that i will see you in hell
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
you see me Stuntin' mega hard like I do it for TV My team in the VIP You know boxes, cases, tag alongs pop all the faces Don't disrespect power stop and
screams in the dark Evil lurks, enemies, see me flee Activate my hate, let it break, to the flame Set trip, empty out my clip, never stop to aim Some
t given up on the hood it's all good when I go back Hoes show me love Niggaz give me props Forever hop, cause it don't stop On my block [Chorus]
can fly Lethal weapon I'ma savage Still a method to my madness BLAST niggaz laugh call em care cabbage Read em and weep, put em to sleep they hell
should leave them a choice Cause who are we to say who lives and die Breathes and stops All this judgement on other lives Needs to stop What are we livin
my prophecy tha cops are attacking me, on top of me i'm runnin' from tha coppers but never let'em stop me cause i'm a soulja hell, ever since I was
rules is all rearranged You got babies lyin dead in the streets These punk police is crooked as me but all I see is motherfuckers actin less than G's Stop
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
they lost their mind Like twenty-five to life never crossed their mind Tell me young nigga never learned a thang Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to
alibis and suicides and homicides and three strikes and yo' life and my life and times change And ni**az fame, as the world turns.. Though I walk thru the valley of hell
'll be strapped wit a glock And throw thangs like I'm born to box I'll hit this motherfuckin gin then I'll be all in Hell yeah, Young niggaz straight
Walk around saying, 'Everybody in hell know me' You heard of Banks, you heard of Yayo, them niggaz my homies You probably thinking how he get there That nigga my coatie The weather in hell
to have Hummers big as Hell in the joint wearin' '86 numbers damm Dog, you been in here that long? you could think that, but say that and yo' ass is dead
: [Akon] Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we livin [Biggie] I know how it feel to wake up fucked up Pockets broke as hell, another rock to sell People
my blood running cold A gaze that could make hell freeze over I have to understand she's gone... But she's not! Don't you tell me that she is dead! Watch