Let me hear I fell apart Despite of you and in spite of myself And I don't know what you came for Still around And I don't know what you came for Still
You can say what you want about me But no one can tell me I can't! Where were you When my walls came falling down? (When you falling down) You tried to hide You
early in the mornin' , All that muthafuckin' creepin' Pissin' on the set when a nigga Dee, sleepin' Pussy ass You know you can't survive, You was creepin' through that third, you
I'm a thug All about sellin' drugs, nigga you get plugged Get out tha way, start the race, it's a big paper chase You get the taste of the chopper strikin' you in the face
chopper, blast drastically, tragically Bloody, bloody bodies lie upon the ground raggedy You turn around I got that red light beamin bright You full of fright 'cause you know you
prey; but you don't wanna go that route Hahahaha.. I'm out! "It's cool.. to occupy your own Come for mine, I'm gonna crash your dome" [x4] .. "Come for
damn it I done came up. Now you could find me with the finest hoes. Choosin? which whip to drive by what match my clothes. I got a fetish for the
to talk to better watch what you say Fast as you tell them shit them hoes be on the freeway Face it, you got a dream? your ass better chase it Nigga giving you
: (feat. Trina) What you saying? I'm not thirsty for a attention, I see you checking for I'm not impressed 'cause I know what I'm worth More than a
guarantee You'll find what you're looking for Don't give up if you blow it the first time around But you've got to beware If you're walking on air Keep
highway to heaven on a license plate "SAINT" I turn my life up, you can hear it through the psalms I came a long way, let me tell you what I was. [Hook
to listen to their sound Til the time has come as I proclaim to you All you sucka duck rappers, your era is through You call yourselves kings, that is only a dream You
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'
life (Everybody need's to chill) Everybody talking 'bout Pac's life (It's Tupac the king) What do you know about Pac's life (What do you know? What do you
breedin more rebels than the whole damn ghetto And police brutality shit it put you in the nip and call it technicality So you reap what you sow So reap
jump, my automatic keep 'em wary Why you frontin like you really bad-ass, nigga you scary I been knowin you for years, we was high school peers, in
