Letras:
Kids In The Way Better Times

got to be a better way Longer nights and brighter days Better times to make You stay There?s got to be a better way And longer nights and brighter days Better times

, oh I didn?t mean to mistreat you I need to reach you, I need to reach you There?s got to be a better way Longer nights and brighter days Better times

the 'crete, when they clappin' off the heat Then the yellow tape's trappin off the street But that's the way we was raised Preying to God, hoping that he keep us out the way

: Do you remember How we used to play like kids in the sun Nowadays, there's no light to see And we're feeling cold So the time has come To say farewell

I'll do mine like Shyne soon as I hit the bricks You better have fake on that Bad Boy shit I got niggas that'll kidnap kids to get dough And dress

gray Let me tell you about life, and bout the way it is You see we live by the gun, so we die by the gun's kids They tell me not to roll with my glock

Take Ya Time, Be Patient Go Slow It's Betta That Way You Aint Heard(Laugh),Playa Cardz Right [Chorus] [2pac:] Take Ya Time Man Dont Be In Such A Rush

were kids, belonging felt good) I see death around the corner (But having respect, that feels even better) I see death around the corner (When we were kids

heart hurt Put in work, and shed tears for my dead peers Mislead from childhood where I went astray Till this day, I still pray for a better way Can