matter what the cost I'll stay true and I'll fight You'll be gone in a year and I'll still be right here Cause to me this means more than just looking
and out with my pay I'm soon to count the bodies... Verse Two: Tupac So mandatory my elevation my lyrics like orientation So you can be more familiar
: (feat. Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo) This rap shit plays a major part IN my life So if you jeapordize it I got the right To send a mothafucka at you tonight
I love more, Than I ever did you before, So stand beside the river I cried, And let yourself down! Look how you want me now that I don't need you! So
more night Gimme just one more night Girl, one more night Cause I can't live without you One more night Baby, gimme one more night girl A million more
the moon glazed over Lipped with blood and secrets pried For on and in they spread her wide That seraph bride The Devil?s pride Shalt soon avenge with
sides A labyrinth wherein Midian hides Midian... I know I've seen Through the blackbacked mirrors in sanity Lucent prides amassed in last retreat Prurient souls but no more
: Oh I was born and raised in Alabam Well it sounds better than Leeds Mama said the sooner you grow up The sooner you can leave And thus I came into
out the story written for the part she is to play With so much shame for her to hide, there's no more dignity, no pride Then there will only be dark in
but never find hurt but never cry i work and forever try but im cursed so never mind and its worse but better times seems further and beyond the top gets higher the more
folly, he would become wise. Folly is the cloke of knavery. Shame is pride's cloke. Prisons are built with stones of law, brothers with bricks of religion. The pride
find, hurt but never cry I work and forever try but I'm cursed, so never mind And it's worse but better times seem further and beyond The top gets higher the more
-one so thirty shot Nine millimeter, Melinda's aimed, ready to send ya So put your can on your vest like a Bible and pray slowly 'Cause this'll leave
stays the same, ain't tryin' to act strange to change 'Cause the more paper you got, the more you got to slang And there's more haters to bang 'cause
Activate and leave stains like curls Sophisticate and make you feel so world There it is so liberated Ridin' in a sports car so ventilated Joggin' in a sports bra so
still I don't understand why you had to go so soon My deepest sympathy goes to your family for your loss was a harsh wound So Rest In Peace lil Willie