! We won't fall prey to them. Men and women marched against the armed in power. Men and women fought, struggled together. Palaces were not attacked, but prisons and
THIS Tupac! [Verse One: 2Pac] Is it, money or women to funny beginnings, tragic endings I can make a million and STILL not get enough of spending And
get a place, she drop the bomb on me It's up and down and up and down gracefully Rick James would've said She a Brick House But Fifty you should go home and
,while ya momma had you and yo friends playing tennis I'ma nightmare,you see me in ya dream Wake up,and turn on ya t.v. and see my ass again You cowardly
people and I seen so much evil In the midst I hear you, but I fear no evil Crooked life revealing tick tock racing against my time Against my grind while you coming and
they came and remain Smoke bud all day and maintain They come they gun they run From the po-po jump the fence Hit 95th and now Nigga let's roll some shit
to stare Like I was hypnotized But I was fixed On how she pointed slowly down And low I sank And still without a sound The world was far away And
black We will dip and come up, select and slide back And say she loves my culture, herbs and locks Silkly smooth way of I flow My words and my tracks
: This is the point of no return ?Cuz this is where we crash and burn And now every time I face this pain I can hear it coming back again It?s the sound
knocking at the door You know it's no good running It's not against the law The point of no return And now you know the score And now you're learning
learned The point of no return You say "What if?" But can you live it? It's all that we deserve It's all that we deserve The point of no return Don't
night Something real, to make him feel alive Trying hard to find the way But run out of cards to play No looking back, he crossed the point of no return
that's alright. I'm far past the point of return tonight. And there's no lesson here to be learned. Except to never fall in love again. Are you listening
and rubber bands Paint looking like Candyland, it's Sllimm the South Paw triggerman Flippin work and whippin weight, rock up, roll and get the papes Chop them hoez and
And the weight of the world is against you Paste a cry dale bulla, that is carnival, Que .. can not or have time to laugh or think And the weight of
creeps in and doubt creeps out, skews the view from my cloud. troublemaker tempting fate, questioning the path i take, showing me the twists and turns, the forks and points
chh, now give the goods up Ya'll done pushed up, past the point of no return It's Meth's turn, so roll that shit up and let's burn I heard Philly got
the mic's life support short Brains get stained like tablecloths when I let off Powerful, poetry pushed past the point of no return Leavin mics with third