Letras:
Not By Choice Call Out

you If you call out, I'll answer you, I'll do anything, If you need this, I'm here for you, You know that I do it for you If you call out, I'll answer

ain't coppin' out And I fuck wit b-boys who bring them choppers out One shot of that will have the boys bring the coppers out And we ballin, for all the

s blood, said he was praying for us That our eyes would see the hope of the call The riches of glory, his inheritance he has in us all Said we was saved by

shaken up by this release The question everbody wants to know is -- why'd they get this nigga started? Tupac, rather Makaveli was not available for comment

pee-pee See me, you couldn't do if you sight was 20-20 My lyrics so fat they made me go and call Jenny Used to be poor like penny, not Anferne, but Janet

worth this And then it got me thinkin' cause I love this Stay down and it'll work ya self at time don't be a slave by these choices in life Everybody

lands in the grass and weeps for his dignity. Next time he will not aim so high. Yeah, next time neither will I. Now a mother takes loans out, sends her

now sauntering Out and down the path sometime Come on, it takes me nowhere, which I knew Faces everywhere pulling grins and signs in things Telling me not

him in? I was too stunned at what I saw to hope For some salvation. I knew I was lost Whichever was my choice it mattered not The mist had cleared, my