(Bachman/Cummings)
feelin' strong I will sing this vict'ry song, woo, hoo, hoo, woo, hoo, hoo Well I know it wasn't you who held me down Heaven knows it wasn't you who
mad, at cha [2Pac:] (I ain't mad at cha) I ain't, mad, at cha [2Pac:] (A true down ass bitch, and I ain't mad at cha) [Verse Three: 2Pac] Well guess who
: Power.. pow.. power... Guess who's back? Hahaha, here we go It's ninety-fo', what's next? Power.. enter my world I guess this year gonna be a motherfucker
to free all the stars He ain't lyin If you sellin we ain't buyin If you got it on ya block You best believe we supplyin' From a key to a half a pound
: Verse 1: The key to everything, everybody here in America is the money. Some say that it's the root of all evil; brings wars and other cells of upheaval
and mixin it up Like, I got a name and I'm livin it up Don't think I'm livin it up but I guess I'm gettin my cut (Step 1), always stay faithful And try
particular fool in the circle who fell off Greed overcame the nigga who at all costs changed up to gain it all, but shared none Who made him all the money
the Marilyn Monroe?s who?s there before it all I guess thats how it goes they hear about your cons or focus on your pro?s and love you for who you are
right there Is this interior enough for ya'll material motives Cause if you like it ya'll shud stick with me My money good, I ain't neva had to flip a key
me. Dead bodies behind the counter shit! Guess I must have just blacked out again. - Not again? [Chorus:] It's 3 AM in the morning, Put my key in the
the trash like they yesterday's news Guess who came through next, X clam debut Professor X and glorious exists in a state of red, black, and green With a key
the evil Was given name and place of the seventh see Shelter of the seventh key Who was betraitous (the traitous) ? I guess You know There would be more
thought The Lord of evil was given name and place Of the seventh sea, shelter of the seventh key Who was betraying us? I guess you know There would be
this girl who looked just like you Light brown and a fly hair-do I wanted to do her, screw her So I stepped to her On-key bitch had more ass than a donkey
of life is that you have like this big dream to get where you wanna be but once you get there you start to dream about where you came from. I guess thats
d even notice and if they did they'd laugh Instead they'd rather learn about a redneck bastard Who owned a couple slaves but I guess it don't matter Fuck
and run around the class I doubt they'd even notice, but I'd be dying fast Cuz they'd rather learn about redneck chicker Who owned a couple slaves but I guess
