of what became of you. What goes around comes back around, my love, you got what was coming to you. I gave blood today, and your life, Like a memoy, it fades
of not having gutted your insides and made them part of the scenery of the way our time together was spent. You dug yourself a hole and i'm filling it
I left a trail of mud leading into your house to find my way back to what was meant to be. As i lay beside what was never truly only mine. I wallow
winter of never-ending days that make you wish for it all to decease. Curl up on the bed of a thousand ways to end it all. The rain once fallen on the
it how it go nigga [Verse 1] Nigga I cause grief and trouble, funerals trying to come up on six numerals riding high in fly with a game with no rules got a
: When your' out there on your own Where your memories can find you Like a circle goes around You were lost until you found out What it all comes
is nothing but a selfish lie, or individual suggestions. Strokes of a brush fades away as the wind blows as the water hits the sand broken. Memories of a
how long will I last My memories fade when I'm intoxicated busters be shady so I'm dumping on cowards daily we never faded I know I said it all before
, who ruled, the, the, nigga kingdom and shit basically, you know what I'm sayin'? It was like, this is like an election... [2Pac speaking:] It is an
: [Chorus: repeat 2X] How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz Rest in peace young nigga, there's a Heaven for a 'G' be a lie, If I told ya that
, but it hurts I'm walkin through the cemetary talkin to the, dirt I'd rather die like a man, than live like a coward There's a ghetto up in Heaven
t make me spread you around like ??? with aids And I, laying slugs in you just like fades It's like a one and a half going 'gainst your brain [Faul Monday
, And they like the way I shine they want the paper like mine! They burn me... Man they be on some shit, When they tryna hit a lick and a motherfucka
had It may sound like me But I'm a little bluer than that When you look out in the morning you might see Clouds rollin' by like memories And a big old
a memory to you Don't let this memory fade away And in the end we're turning on and off again there's a look in your eye And it's screaming goodbye
like to every moment face his death. Well, I keep seeing this stuff and it just comes a-rolling in And you know it blows right through me like a ball
how the thug do, ooh I'm-a play it like it's my last game If it's due better give it up right away 'Cause a thug niggas gonna bring pressure See me fucked
