'm rhymiing from my heart Trying to supress the craziness before it even starts Yo every gun man has to have a soft spot Every thug nigga has gotta have some heart
me - 2PacHolla if ya hear me "Hard!" "Tellin you to hear it, the rebel" - P.E "Tellin you to hear it " 2PacHolla if ya hear me "Hard!" "Tellin you to hear
go Above while: [puffy] I'm just trying to get my money, right Don't fuck wit my money I won't fuck wit your money If you fuck with my money I make you
times of my life I thank you for when you first met her, accepted and lovin' my wife I thank you for those Sunday dinners, they were vital I thank you for my
the engine roarin', soarin' Wind in my face, top down, take me to another place Diamonds an' Mac 10's, tell a friend Yellow bottles, models, hollows 'til my
all got problems but some need addressin' And so at night I hit my knees and thank him for my blessings And ask him for forgiveness to minimize my stress
today A nigga lie, steal and borrow and cheating's okay Don't you tell these motherfuckers that my name is O'Shea 'Cause I'ma fuck up my baby's credit, let him
I want this nigga dead nigga (2) off top, this nigga gone D.i.g.: You damn right i'mma get him, cut him and split him >from his neck down lettin' him
as rap goes, I've mastered my flows, Certified and we back again to wreak havoc, With these pads and pens so understand my friend, We about to take over
Bend Where they hated on him cause he was African American But three years later, Mikey was the town pride Basketball Mikey went and got himself a bull ride Earned his acceptance
they hated on him cause he was African American But three years later, Mikey was the town pride Basketball Mikey went and got himself a full ride Earned his acceptance
can't take it anymore, take it anymore But you work your thing so well I'll dream of Heaven and live in Hell Till I can't take it anymore, take it anymore
you know, I don't have to slave anymore. You know, 'cause I, music was my love, and because of everything I thought had to accompany my music it became my
for him to ignore it His parents found out and hated him for it How could I judge him? Had to accept him if I truly loved him No longer he said had
take good care of him take good care of him Just to be around him was my greatest pleasure He was everything my future held in store So remember when you take my
fans (Look) If you ever see Everlast, whoop his ass Hit him with sticks, bricks, rocks, throw shit at him Kick him, spit on him, treat him like a hoe, bitch-slap him
20 years in the same city still don't know my way around And still get lost inside of my thoughts Sayin dumb jokes just to hear myself talk Yeah I know my
in the mornin', I'm comin up a hard day, serve We gettin' drunk smokin' herb and the third dike you roll Non-stop cash flow, 20,000 dollars and the rest cuttin' yayo We had the rocks, my nigga late to pick it up Get him