broke through my chest Helped carry me home There is no master plan my heart is in your hands "These two are so in love" You just light up my face Wrap my
palm of our hands We're gonna take hold of a thorn Of a thorn without a rose Laid out a hedge of thorns around my heart Pricking your fingers Our reason
don't seem like it's gonna change look In my eyes you can feel my pain It's a war out on them blocks duck down when you hear them shots Ohhh [Verse 2
pay (Make this pay) [Verse 3: 2Pac] I sit alone in my room, drinkin' Without a care Talkin out loud to ya' Like ya' there Take ya' picture out my back
me thinking ain't no help I pray for my health my mind and my family too State of myself my grind and my family crew Where one hand watches the other
close your eyes and hear the ballad of a dead soldier" [2Pac] Be a coward, put yo' hands to the moon When my glocks rang out, the niggaz came out BOOM
holla, I'ma see whats up I got my razor in my hand, got my pistol in my trunk Carve ya ass up nice, you play me like a punk [Chorus] In my hood niggas
my face It's nothin', I could go after Mase's fanbase Shell hit my jaw, I ain't wait for doctor to get it out Hit my wisdom tooth *huck-too* spit it out
attitude is "fuck a bitch" My only motive is to get head and fuck a bitch But you was diff-erent, thought we shared a covenant Even held your hand in
: Man - I know that you're out in the crowd And I feel how you burn you hate in my soul It's like I'd have my hand in your arms And feel the stainless
feels because they can't read my mind They always say I'm too young and they feel they should help me But I can make it all alone out here on my own Every day I feel
: Hey girl, is he everything you wanted in a man? You know I gave you the world You had me in the palm of your hand So why your love went away I just
start it right now And if you don't know where to start I can show you I'm your new team captain Put your left hand over your heart and repeat after me
spill out your guts How we gon' do this? (MAKE THEM MOVE) Keepin it live (WHERE MY NIGGAS IS AT?) Stackin my paper (PUT IT AWAT SAFE) Straight buckwild, let me see your hands
dust hotel rooms passengers look to the skies fly over your lifetime and never touching down my heart is breaking somewhere over saskatchewan chorus
in your mind you feel his call two men are falling down the souls cry and the toms (?) will be your crown the sceptre in my left hand I ever reign
