and call She'z 'n control, she holds my soul That wicked woman's acting out of line She wants to fight, argues all the time I try to run but there's
as I flip, don't trip, get a grip It'll kick, if the bass lines thick, it's a hit Everybody's got a mic now, it's like a hobby But more like a job, '
PAC'S THEME ~Statements variously said throughout song.~ I was raised in this society so there's no way you can expect me to be a perfect person 'cause
niggaz rat-pack If you get your ass taxed, bring a gat back That's not the way we made it, that's just the way it is Slangin' rocks, in front of niggaz
tanzt das Zet-En-Es tanzt das Zet-En-Es tanzt Was`n los hier? Was`n los hier? Was`n los hier? Is was? Was`n los? Hier! Es tanzt das Zet-En-Es tanzt das
: PAC'S THEME ~Statements variously said throughout song.~ I was raised in this society so there's no way you can expect me to be a perfect person
My trickery's more slippery when wet Wicked as I flip, don't trip, get a grip It'll kick, if the bass line's thick, it's a hit Everybody's got a mic
rat-pack [Pac] If you get your ass taxed, bring a gat back That's not the way we made it [Soul] That's just the way it is [both] Slangin rocks, in front
Stackin' Endz [Hook x2] G's and baller, ballers and g's Real playas crawl low, and keep they rides on three's [Redd] Ballers and g's, hustlers stackin
PAC'S THEME ~Statements variously said throughout song.~ I was raised in this society so there's no way you can expect me to be a perfect person cuz
down, I ain't playin, I'll spray a nigga, Lay a nigga down! [x2] [Verse 1:] Niggaz ain't ready to die, They ready to tell, That's why my squad ready
me She gave me a mirror When I looked in it I saw I was her This made me forget that I was Driving at night with my wife She's so beautiful the love
I got dolls with silk and sashes then I tore Out their eyelashes Mom would wonder if I was evil when I'd Covet my brother's Kenievel Christmas time is
