from the mountain And the kings all became slaves On the day That my Lord came The fire split the beams, the wall's comin' down The day my Lord came
the mountain And the kings all became slaves On the day That my lord came The fire split the beams The wall's coming down The day my lord came The
from the mountain And the kings all became slaves On the day That my lord came The fire split the beams The wall's coming down The day my lord came
the papers. die so they can live. process of hypocrisy. paragon of death's utility. murder sanctioned by the state. ancient crimes perpetuate. mastering a heinous trend till the day
see death around the corner Chorus (When we were kids, belonging felt good) I see death around the corner (But having respect, that feels even better) I see death
know death follows me But I murder him first And worse yet With each breathe Steps I take Breathless Is there a cure for a hustler with a death
same night My words are aphrodisiacs if you say em right The club be poppin so I'm stoppin at the Fat Burger Look through the paper it's another black crack murder
crooked in all 50 states I'm screamin DEATH ROW, throw my WESTSIDE, ain't no thang We was raised off drive-by's, brought up to bang We claim mob, M.O
mornin And if I die by a slug, the death of a true thug Tell me will my ni**az mourn me? Gettin blowed out High, watch me murder the bird, before he testify
me a number of less fortunate rappers have joined together in conspiracy to assassinate the character of not only Mr. Shakur, but of Death Row records
Fuck it I'm makin niggas kick the bucket when I check em' by inducis Ain't no think to let my shit spin You on my shit list hope you got a death wish
a state I have brought, Growing up its by naturally I don't give a fuck Still Ballin!!! [Chorus: 2Pac] Still ballin, 'til the day I die You can bring
day, niggaz would question they heart So when they come home, the come home Walking that tough walk, talking that "Rockavalede" Talk'll get you shot in New York - BBBBLLLLATTTTT Sex, money, murder
and I'm still hungry, still hungry Lost and lonely - so I holler at the voices of the wind as a friend But I predicted this endin, back in the day Cuz
shot When they get out the hospital They gonna get shot, too The fast one bringing that AK Better walk, then we even When I leave and flees to Cleveland Now, murder
death, death, death Fuck with the niggas with the guns and you might get shot, get shot Get cha gun, get cha gun, did you kill 'em all? ... to death, death
the benefit of the nation, or its destruction, power is power, it's the law of the land, those who live for death, would die by their own hands. Life
bitch face down and watch her belly flop Chorus As the World Turns These are the days of our lives These are the things that we must go through Day by day