gives a damn 'cause when you gone, ain't no coming back To my homies that dead and gone 2 stones, label me a thug like Pac 'Cause I done got the world
weed (You can't see me, right before your very eyes, you won't even visualize) (You can't see me) Dr. Dre all day, 2Pac, niggas can't see me I dedicate
A hoochie and her homie dirty dancin' with my man and me Told her I was interested, picture all the shit we did I got her hot and horny, all up on me
of the PS2 at 12:49 Nigga I'm a gangsta, I stay on my grind Who knew 11 minutes later I'd get shot wit my own 9 I was 2 beeps away from a flatline When
Abercrombie and Fitch gear And every nigga who ever helped me get here [Hook] Believe me niggas keep sayin they gon heat me up Talking that shit like they gon lay me
tragedy I couldn't picture three 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
nigga's tryin to play me like he know me but he don't Sittin on ten keys, I'ma get him, think I won't? My nigga 2Pac, got the fuckin Glock cocked, and
Tupac] You can't break me Never make me Busta soft the beats This Outlaw style got a brother off the streets Miss Deloris Tucker sue me I won't stop Till
close to me Watching niggas catch strays, shake, choke and bleed Me A mercenary for the streets Check my pedigree Busting motherf**kers it's the thug in me
Sho nuff, I keep my hand on my gun 'Cuz they got me on the run Now I'm back in the court room Waitin' on the outcome Free 2pac is all that's on that
ain't even know the homie) But what do you know about Pac's Life? (What you know about Pac's Life?) Yeah Everybody talk about Pac's Life (Outlaw, Outlaw, yeah) [Verse 1: 2Pac
is real smooth A nigga's tryin' to play me like he know me but he don't Sittin' on ten keys, I'ma get him, think I won't? My nigga 2Pac got the fuckin
Hehehe, these are my words to my first born.. [2Pac] Can you picture, young niggaz in a rush to grow til hard timers in the pen, had to crush his
[2pac] Sometimes its hard to wake up in the morning Mind full of demons, I don't wanna hear them anymore Got me heartbroken, find so many babies screaming
foes I make em' die froze Watch me make em' bleed, make em' G's Lord help me wit'it Got me paintin' pictures of a mil - ticket Help me get'it See me
why its... Chorus x2 Verse 2 (master p) Picture me rollin, rest in peace pac I'm ridin in my 500 s-e-l strapped with my plastic glock Me an my bitch
Governmently engineered like E Bola for this rap garage sale by this industry I'm trying not to get fucked like 2Pac in jail You can hate me, but await me
[2Pac] Yeah Pour out a little liquor for your homies nigga This one here go out to my nigga Mike Coolie (Light up a fat one for this one) How you come