get myself together. So here we go again Just come with me my friend I found exactly what it feels like to hit rock bottom when you're burned out on
learned your lesson, and i must not have learned mine, these days, i don't have much to say, just watch the good life slip away... life on repeat, here
here the feds come I'm off the scene, off the block I know to bust and move when it get hot shut down the shop open up another on the other side of town
know me, I'm off the block, On my side keep a Glock, Find me in a corner house, runnin' a Quarter Shop Police got my picture, on they dash try'na catch
: [1] Come on come on I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself is life worth living should I blast myself? I'm tired of bein' poor &
to the youth tear the roof off the whole school Oh no, I won't turn the other cheek In case ya can't see us while we burn the other week Now we got him
: [2Pac] Get on yo' knees ni**a Get on yo' knees and pray Huh, increase the doses, bustin whoever closest Thug livin, hell or prison, never losin my
, now the stress is through But that's a dream, though it seems like reality; there'll never be peace long as there's fiends on these Cali streets Even on the other
it's my friends, that flip-flop Lip-locked on my dick when my shit drop Thug Life motherfucker I lick shots Every nigga on my block dropped two cops Dear
in school, so finally I dropped out My family on welfare I'm steady thinking, since don't nobody else care I'm out here on my own At least in jail I have
it like a G What really go on in the mind of a nigga that get down for theirs Constantly, money over bitches 2 - [2Pac *singing in background starts to overlap/repeat
ready, stay watchin now figure, increase speed Make you motherfuckers bleed from your mouth quicker Plus all these niggaz that you run with, be on some dumb shit Trick on
goes by. Puffin on lye. Hopin that it gets me high. They got a nigga goin crazy. Feelin crazy. (Tell em bout it.) Last year was hard. But life goes on
ya down and holla Thug Life, lickin shots Til I see my niggaz free on the block But no it ain't easy, hahahah Til I see my niggaz free, on the block,
Out on bail fresh outta jail, California dreamin Soon as I stepped on the scene, I'm hearin hoochies screamin Fiendin for money and alcohol the life
swear the pen the right across from hell, I can't cry Cause it's on now, I'm just a nigga on his own now Livin life Thug style, so I can't smile Writin
before, I stay with the tools I keep a Benz, some rims, and some jewels I holla at a hoe til I got a bitch confused She got on Payless, me I got on gator
but my plates say VA I'll show you where I rest at, it aint hard to find me Let me buy a brick and get the other on cossimy (Hey, this life is hard man
