know they can't hang Don't give me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, yeah break North Don't make me get my gun and blow YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN HEAD OFF Once
to long And drink it all even when it taste too strong yeah I gotta feel alive, even if it kills me Promise to always give you me, the real me [Chorus
Me Except Something For Free Before The Documentary Dropped, You Bitch Niggas Wasn't Bumpin Me And To Some Degree I Gotta Keep That 4-5th Under Me I Don
niggaz roll up beside me, and 2Pac me Holla if you hear me, tears flowing sincerely Check up on my block, weekly, my health yearly Somethings wrong with me
you cuz this shit is real big Know no laya in me cuz you know I love da kids [Keak Da Sneak] Dome shots to the face and all And you can pray and pray
at? (uh, oh yeah) [Verse 4: EDI Mean] I put my faith in the Lord, pray for patience in war Now only time'll tell if he heard me before I see myself
right position tomorrow Is mission imposs? I be yellin really my eyes Niggaz kill me when they nod like they really alive [Verse 4: Kastro] You ain'
mych pain to me To tell the truth I dont wanna die angrily Makaveli and Kadafi, them trained me I feel yall in the dark steady hatin' me [Chorus] This
gave me less I made it more But fuck that one love baby let's hit for that cheddar Basically we the same I just make it look better Chorus Rapverse2
love you Big) {repeat 4X} Right now I know you missin it, smokin in peace After all this bullshit don't cease, huh Big Right now, you and Pac in harmony
pray for the judgment day Now tell me how that sound, a double date laced with hate Make 'em pray for the judgment day - stinkin beotch! [Chorus] [2Pac] 2Pac [2Pac
em' die froze Watch me make em' bleed, make em' G's Lord help me wit'it Got me paintin' pictures of a mil-ticket Help me get'it See me and pray for options
[2pac] Sometimes its hard to wake up in the morning Mind full of demons, I don't wanna hear them anymore Got me heartbroken,fine, so many babies screaming
we struggle to shovel shit ain't nobody saved me Ghetto ain't made me I made myself Poverty raised me thinking ain't no help I pray for my health
to sleep I pray the Lord my guns to keep If I die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take God as my witness, when thugs cry, too much is hard [2Pac
it hell for us [Chorus: 2Pac (and harmonizing vocals) repeat 2X] Lord, help me change my ways Show a little mercy on judgment day It ain't me, I was
ugh ugh) You ain't got to lie to kick it. Chorus 4x Verse 2: 2Pac You ain't got to lie to kick it y'all don't hear me I got these niggas yackin' in
Straight out the motherfucking bay Here we go [2Pac] Lord help me, save me, Mama keep praying For a young motherfucker trying to duck an early grave