wins I WANT TO KNOW - why we're caught in a cycle but never realized I WANT TO KNOW - why a crowded mall should be our paradise I WANT TO KNOW - why
it off I'm Mr.Raw, Mr.Pull It, I'm cut, niggaz act like they don't know Bet they know, wat's up, garanteed to know the outcome of drama Wit'dis Hot Boy
I seen my brother kill his-self in my eyes I seen Pac.. Yak.. die in the struggle in my eyes So I know anybody can be touched You know what I mean? [
a repeat people I'm tryin to tell you. [Dramacydal] Now picture the scenery, I'm thugged out smokin greenery Considered a B.G., but I'm off in this
point the finga Boom boom boom on your black ass, bitch {*1} {*2} [2Pac] I thought I hit rock bottom, they ban my album, point the finga I guess nobody
Nah nigga I don't know, I don't know who got you I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed
your grave don't you take it there And you dare the children to stay off of drugs now I dare you to stop letting them in and how dare you point your finger
wet I'm done to bang that apple pie for hours then I jet I'll never buy them prostitutes when I stand I hate them baldhead bitches wit no finger nails
begging you, begging you come back to me Chorus Gonna swallow my pride, say I'm sorry Stop pointing fingers the blame is on me I want a new life and I want
door's oben baby - I don't lock it we can leave anytime we want I got my motor runnin' - fingers drummin' I never planned to stay getaway - ya know it
La la la la La la la la La la la la la la la la! Verse 1 You, you know the kind That finger pointing criticize They can see, or read the sign That life is really bigger than you and I
: Well I look out of my window I see the morning cold and grey I look out of my window I see the morning cold and grey I told you so many years ago They
I hate preachin, I know that I don't do enough Tight with my money and I know that I should loosen up Life is tough and I know that it can seem hard But
just forget about it Me, is potent, so bring an opponent You could suck on it, shit I know you wanted to Feel the effects of the high I know you feel
I can't point the finger at nobody but me but now I lose, I've been used, I've been lied on I used to be private but now I feel I'm being spied on it
so just stop your whining you don't know what pain is Stop complaining point your finger I'll tell you who to blame So pack your bags we're going out I want
make you sad to know that nobody cares at all I want to be where I've never been before I want to be there and then I'd understand Know I'm right
you mind i am on the phone here. Alright. i've got a life to you know and i would appreciate it if i could get through one conversation without hearing
