what you get for tryin to badger me And anybody else that wanna sweat me I'm already in jail so you punks can't get me You better pray they never see
prosecutor (fuck you!) and fuck you motherfuckers in the jury box (fuck you!) fuck all y'all cause I'm out on motherfuckin' bail y'all ain't never gonna
They 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
, with 2Pac ad libs] I'm writing you a letter This is to my unborn child Wanna let you know I love you Love you, if you didn't know I feel this way How
the car (Heh, say you, you scared to ride in my car cause you, you think niggaz gon' be blastin at it It ain't even that deep baby) You don't have to worry you
can ya feel me, show a sign Damn near running outta time, everybody's dyin Mama raised a hellrazor, can't figure Why you let the police beat down niggaz
In the nine-trey motherfuckers is dyin daily so you best be packin If you ain't, boo-yaow motherfucker!) [2Pac] Dear mama I know you worry cause I'm
Got a forty-five screamin out surviv-al Hey nigga can I lay low, cook some ya-yo and holla five-oj when I say so Don't wanna go to the pen, I'm hittin
uncle used to touch me, I never told you that Scared what you might do, I couldn't hold you back I kept it deep inside, I done let it fuel my anger I'
I'm a ridah Death to you playa haters, don't let me find ya Mama made me rugged, baptised the public Now you hard thugs, nigga don't you love it It
at you I know you motherfuckers think that I forgot Hell no I ain't forgot nigga I just remember what you told me You said don't go to war unless I got
year and I still can't let go" Look at you Drinkin got you where you don't even give respect to your partners Pour out some liquor nigga! It ain't like
back Ain't afraid to pull a triggar back Let 'em come step to a real mutha-fucker [Boom, Boom] Mama ain't raised no suckers Dan Quayle, don't you know you
's next man?) What's next, I don't know and I don't care One things fo' sho', tommorrow I won't be here But if I go, I'm takin all these punks with me
uhh) You wanna fuck with us You Little young ass mutha-fuckas Don't one of you niggas got sickle-cell or something You fucking with me, nigga ? You fuck
I see that Alcohol got you thinkin that you really the king, Now you wanna go and grab the steel But before you do anything, I think you better watch
s ontop And I'm gon' shine homie until my heart stops Go ahead, envy me, I'm rap's MVP And I ain't goin' no where so you can get to know me [Verse 2