always told me black folks lazy... That's why he raised me crazy Don't ever try to play me You better pay me You can love or hate me! It don't make me
proud And since you helped me sell my dream, we can share my momma now And like MJB, "No More Drama" now Livin? the good life, me and Common on common
picture me fallin' If you could picture Pac rollin Then you can picture me ballin Living good, lookin' good Playin cards with the ??? CMR Hot Boys Big Tymers for
me (did was doubt me) Now everybody wanna run they mouth and try to take shots at me (take shots at me) Yo, you might see me joggin, you might see me
But I really didn't know any better I'm tired of the pain and koop taught me running He gave me the things he promised to me But I cannot leave I will
I hope you feel me, I'm playin' naked Lookin' at the ceilin' And bloddy me just hear more [unverified] from the Koopstas I'm 'n it 2 deep to get out now They always told me
Take me away from the hood like a state penitentiary Take me away from the hood in the casket or a Bentley Take me away, like I overdosed on cocaine Take me
no one can never take your place, can never take your space, thats a fact I cannot erase and you, you are the one that makes me smile make me float
crazed niggaz grabbin' me For just a moment I was trapped in the pain, Lord come and take me Four niggaz violated, they chased and they raped me Even though it wasn't me
me and get your caps peeled You know what you see Grab your glocks when you see 2Pac Call the cops when you see 2Pac Who shot me, but your punks didn
{*GUNSHOT*} Yo Redd Spyder (ooh-wee) is that 50 Cent/Pac joint ready? {*gun cocking*} Let me know, holla [2Pac - from the song "Smile"] There's gon'
for the hood, niggaz stuck in the slammer I smile 'cause I'm good, you act tough for the camera Run from the lil' kids, they fuckin' with Santa 'Cause they like 2Pac
2Pac My crew moves spots Three for my niggas in the yard in the box [Unverified], all a nigga got, I'm a ball till I fall, land on acres Get this paper, smile
drive you can catch me in your rearview laughing having fun and smiling kicking it with bass, getting crazy, straight riling for my family, know that
niggaz roll up beside me and 2Pac me Holla if you hear me, tears flowing sincerely Check up on my block, weekly, my health yearly Somethings wrong with me, niggaz don't get along with me
with me It's like rumours been obsessed with me but the truth never told, it was left with me And what's left for me, is to extend my hand If they don
s the catch phrase, skip the bathwater, ya'll be dirty for days, brown weed, gold teeth, hit the floor now, robitussin all in your cup got you slowed now
me. Please don't be scared of me. Oh oh oh oh ooh yah. (Verse 2) (Don't take this the wrong way but uhh) I never cried when Pac died. But I probably