: Yesterday brought a change, Now your life will never be the same, Oh it just ain?t fair, no, It?s not the way it should have been, Fate arrived
ever stop How will this all play out upside out of my mouth By now we should know how to communicate instead of coming to blows we're on a roll and there
mad at cha [Verse One: 2Pac] Now we was once two niggaz of the same kind Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line You was just a little smaller but you still roller
based on nothin better than communication Known to damage and highly flamable like gas stations Sorry I left that ass waitin No more procrastination give up to fate
die because ya crew's goon Around the way ni**az get murdered by the full moon Heard it in whispered tones ni**az is bold and they choose to roll I kill
I see Mo [Kastro] I be shinin like white diamonds and crystal, glistenin holdin pistols The mission's simple, fold up and roll up dead presidentials
their eyes swoll in fly mode I'm a homicidal outlaw and five-o, get your lights on, fight long tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight so we might roll
Now suckas idealize my choosen Blows More money mean litigating More Playa hating Got a cell at the penn for me waiting Is this my fate Miss me with
: [2Pac] As the world turns.. As the world turns my ni**az grow and grow and grow and get dough and roll and ride ni**az die and mommas cry ni**az got
Smalls Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high R.I.P. to Tupac Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high Nigga roll that good
head, which was a tragic fate, When Willie's cards fell on the floor, they were aces backed with eights. And it's ride, Willie, ride, Roll, Willie, roll
the back tellin' his selction His date is probably Probably my mommy, song Cryin' for the life of you gone Just me and my destiny let's roll, let's roll
up. The bullets-they start to get lit up. #1 best at duckin', with' the gun already buckin'. We split up. Bust a left on the double-glock and, the fiends roll
The bullets they start to get lit up, Number one best start duckin' wid ah gun already buckin' Bust me lead on the double glock 'n Where the fiends roll
little jive and jitterbug We want the best, we won't settle for less Don't be a drag, participate Clams on the half shell and roller-skates, roller-skates
seed when I was a kid Slangin dope, poppin Shroomz and droppin lots of sin Psychodelic visions would ensue My view feelin the alter-states as they altered my fate
Could heave nor sigh In solemn, perverse serenity, wondrous beings chained to life Strange games they would play then No death for the perfect men Life rolls
Slow Drag with Josephine Josephine, Josephine But I'd trade all that I've seen for a Slow Drag with Josephine Gavotte, garrotes, Cotillions and slow Arabesques Drum-rolls