Yes, yes, y'all and you don't stop 1, 2, y'all and you don't stop Yes, yes, y'all and you don't stop 1, 2, Common Sense is gonna drop I met this girl
Suddenly something inside me lose control Walking on into the straight line off today Suddenly I can't remember what's tomorrow Read the sign just like
Sometimes it's hard to wake up in the mornin' Mind full of demons, I don't wanna hear 'em anymore Got me heartbroken, fine, so many babies screamin' '
Ha, killah priest, daddy rose Same rose, abg, rose cartel,what? '99, the beginnin of the endin baby Yea, gon take you there, what? Yo, yo, yo, ugh ugh
Mad, it`s so wild, it`s so sick ,it`s out of sight' Man has dared to play about with life Tell me what goes on in labs and surgeries New test tube mothers
One time, one time, nigga, one time (Where?) Runnin' from the police (Yeah, I know what you mean) No matter what I do, they got a nigga Still runnin'
Thug Life Thinkin' back Reminiscing on my teens A young G Getten' paid over dope fiends Fuckin' off cash that I make Nigga, what's tha sense of workin
The only way, for me to come back, is by Makaveli That's it! All these motherfuckers stole from me I'm takin back what's mine LaughingYou motherfuckers
Here we go, turn it up, let's start From block to block we snatchin hearts and jackin marks And the punk police can't fade me, and maybe We can have peace
Why you by the window?, what's wrong daddy? I know what's wrong with that crazy motherfucker He's just stand by the goddamn window With that fuckin' AK
You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us It's as simple as
I would share the definition of ballin' with you white folks But no I'm up before the sunrise, first to hit the block Little bad mothafucka with a pocket
Good Evening I'm reporting live from Sunset Boulevard Where many excited fans have gathered with candles Awaiting the much anticipated release, of Tupac
All around the world, same song All all around the world same song All around the world, same song All all around the world same song I came for the
Staring at the world through my rearview Just looking back at the world, from another level yaknowhatImean? Starin Multiple gunshots fill the block, the
Yo Redd Spyder, is that 50 Cent Pac joint ready? Let me know, holla There's gon' be some stuff you gon' see That's gon' make it hard to smile in the future
As real as it seems the American dream Ain't nuthin' but anotha calculated scheme To keep us locked up and shot up and back in chains To deny us our future
They just can't stand the reign, or the occasional pain From a man like me, who goes against the grain Sometimes I do it in vain, so with a little bass