You don't wanna go there Let me lead you by the hand You don't wanna be there Over the sea and down to land As I look into your eyes I pay no mind I
can bring this I swear And all that I want from you is a promise you will be there Say you will be there Say you will be there Won't you sing it with
be Now that I've decided that you can't be trusted Now that I've decided that you can't be Now that I've decided that you can't be trusted Now that I
Or scantily My cup be full Or emptily With arm in arms We'll all trod on Through destiny A friend that's true Is there for me Respect is due They care
look at all the bullshit that theres been And if I had another chance I'd do it again [Verse 2] Anywhere the kid move you know the hammers'll be with
that Almost as much as I know OJ will blow trial I be in the club, Rose', no smiles Few pretty chicks like OK can we go now I must be the nigga ya run
out to Will Smith, cause who didn't wanna be the fresh prince flat top gold chain and some fresh kicks? My Nigga Nas told me money make the world go round, and Uncle
rims, before these corny niggas kept the stickers under they brims there was a lil nigga in compton 5ft 10 he was dope as a muthu fucker I wanted to be
: "Uncle Chucky? Could you read us a bedtime story please, huh please? " "Alright, you kids get to bed, I'll get the story book. You all tucked in? " "
: A call to arms nobody hears / Our efforts fallen on deaf ears / And though our goals seem palpable / Attaining them seems unclear / Though no one will
strike America like a case of hard disease Panther power is running through my arteries Try to stop oh boy you'll be clawed to death Cause I'll be fighting
Tupac sings] Bye bye, I was never meant to live Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live Bye bye, I was never meant to be Livin like a thief
you slang Then you'd better have your nikes on Cause when we fight it's in the middle of the night with no lights on. Hey!! There must be a God cause
And fuck trying to get with these crooked ass hypocrites They way they see it, we was meant to be keep down Just can't understand why we getting respect now Mama told me they're be
that kinda food Now their smokin' up the junk bonds And then they go get stiff And they're dancin' in the yacht club With Muff and Uncle Biff But there
