Another sick genocide experiment Well, can it be happening again? Looking to other hemispheres The inconceivable is already near Torsos shrink behind
: Visions, that keep stirrin' my soul Visions, that will never grow old. Sweet baby, I had some visions of you If I can't have it all, just a taste will
I'm not gonna bore you with some flimsy kind of piece of rhymne So pull a cushion, sit back relax and listen To this introduction of me, myself and my mission My vision
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straight to God (whatchu doin nigga?) In this life I lead, I seen the most of my twenty-three years My vision is blurry, the money is clear (hahaha
to gets mo' you scream and go '2Pac' and I ain't stopin' till i'm well paid bails paid now nigga, look what hell made visions of cops and sirens
niggas the world turns Rappers, I make 'em sick when I say I'm the shit They mistake my confidance for arrogance, they hate on the kid In '99, I had a vision
the same. It's funny how the sun will up and battle rain As if the clouds couldn't stand to see me outside a-gain Wrote a rhyme that was kind, with some vision
: The chair's been kicked, a rope tied to the rafters, blue-faced and broken-necked I die. Relieving my vision from the sick fucking stare of that hated
cross, and your voice like chimes, Oh, who among them do they think could bury you? With your pockets well protected at last, And your streetcar visions
What it is, just ta book ah thug Come ah little bit closer nigga take ah look at this picture of ah vision of ah mission accomplished Bone Thugs all tha
ones As they stare down at their books And realize they have been lied to But if this is real, then I was mistaken If the vision's gone, then I was
the suns Then the earth exists tall trees will grow All because of mist Then there comes light Which is an awesome gift Out of my eyes Visions
re young `Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend I want to guard your dreams and visions Just wrap your
re young 'Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend I want to guard your dreams and visions Just wrap your
living out a millionaires fantasy With phantoms and Ferrari's in the driveway But you see it came in exchange of a sane man's sanity, Your vision jaded
