in lies... we're still holding on, now we're trying to dig ourselves out, we've only just begun... when something really happens we'll be the last to know
necks in lies... we're still holding on, now we're trying to dig ourselves out, we've only just begun... when something really happens we'll be the last to know
left No autopsy necessary, determined the cause of death Six shots across the chest should explain his loss of breath Skin peeled off your flesh, I know
know he hot Hurricanes in store November, nigga fuck Reebocks I'm fly like a Hummingbird on a tree top The new Hov, the new B.I.G., the new 'Pac, I need three
and 1 Bout the same time Dre dropped 2000 and 1 Three years later the album is done Aftermath presents: Nigga Witta Attitude Volume 1 Rap critics politicin Wanna know
I sent a motherfuckin Hallmark card to Suge That nigga know that we all good So you can catch a cab to Hell wit them death threats I'm already dead I
home Like AZ from Harlem Dre gon pay me regardless Cuz he know Jay-Z departed And these other rap labels know don't feed they artists Talkin blueprint shit you got three
I sent a motherfuckin Hallmark card to Suge, That nigga know that we all good, So you can catch a cab to Hell wit them death threats I'm already dead,
1] They got a nigga, shedding tears Reminiscing on my past fears Cause shit was hectic for me last year It appears that I've been marked for death
nigga You know what time it is Westside, Death Row (Dogg Pound) e'rybody killer Bad Boy killer, {?} killer (Thug Life, Death Row) E'rybody killer
nigga shit u niggas don't know me ya'll know that nigga on the rap songs ya'll know that nigga in the movies you don't know this nigga in 3d the
mine, I cry at times I once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried But when I held that 9, all I could see was my momma's eyes No one knows my struggle
just Sit on the Row of Death straight knowing that I'm blessed Hussein Fatal, flawless fatality Overdosing on crime, three steps from reality Get up to get down, represent the town Last
ain't know) Behind the curtains their privacy lust is already laid down The results is the same with different names and it turns out [2Pac] Y'all know
, worldwide mash, Westside Makaveli the Don until I'm gone, I maintain The question we ask, do you know what time it is? Hold it down, hold it down You know
last night that tried to rape us Will these rap lyrics take us, plus room all up in Vegas I'm a boss playa, death before I let these bitches break us Last
It's Westside, Death Row, Thug niggaz on the rise Busters shot me five times, real niggaz don't die Can ya hear me? Laced with this game, I know you
