a fool in my heart (Just a fool in my heart) (Feel the funk) Never get a girl like you I guess, it's all in my mind I must be waisting my time What
A Fool In My Heart (Just A Fool In My Heart) (Feel The Funk) Never Get A Girl Like You [Chorus:] I Guess Its All In My Mind I Must Be Waisting My Time
full of beano I hear the voices of evil Telling me to do murder I got my false feel I got my false friends I got my rum deal I got my soul train It's
Cus I've been waiting for this moment all night long So I creep creep creep like TLC I've got my left eye checking out your scenery I've got my right
grab hold of my soul It's like a military soldier since seven years old I held real dead bodies in my arms Felt their body turn cold, oh Why we born in
to make us head for the decay and to unlearn just what we yearn for all day long... right to be strong and stick to our ideals are they for real and
for the decay and to unlearn just what we yearn for all day long: right to be strong and stick to our ideals, are they for real and do we just have
answers in yourself; and always remember: 'You're already living.' Don't let them scare you on your quest for answers and for salvation - for real salvation
On all that is real... nothing is real On wings of glory we shall arise Destiny`s calling All that is real... nothing is real Your eyes seem so cold
and spend half the budget I'm gangsta, let the .40 cal blow in public More hatred inside my soul than Pac had for Delores Tucker Every time one of my
: Ever took a punch In the ribcage sonny? Never met a soul Who had no shrine Keep this all in your mind And get it inside my window What do we pick up
at? Where my real thugs? Where you at?, where you at? Where my real thugs? Where you at?, where you at? Where my real thugs? Where you at? (Huhuhu
me my soul out of control in a devil's world Me, my niggaz, and my girl - livin the good life! [Chorus] [E.D.I.] I spend my days and nights not knowin
all my misery, is there a close? I suppose that's why I murder my foes, when thugs cry [Chorus] [2Pac over Chorus] I shed tattooed tears for years for my dead homeboys and my
t know, I let my pump go Get ?ride for M'Thulu? like I ride for Geronimo Down to die, for everything I represent Meant every word, in my letter to the
kept it real like they claim to that's when I bang do see thang true Traveling this road my poor soul has been consolidated with all this bullshit