[Intro] Hand me a cigarette DAWG! [inhales] They got me feelin crazier than a motherfucker I got Bad Ass in this motherfucker Makaveli the Don, representin the Outlawz Bad Ass representin the L.B.C. So what'cha wanna do? Y'know how we do it
[overlapping the Intro] .. puffin on lye Hopin that it get me high Got a nigga goin cra-zy Oh yeah, I feel cra-zy
[Chorus] Time goes by, puffin on lye Hopin that it gets me high Got a nigga goin cra-zy Oh yeah, I feel cra-zy
(Tell 'em bout it)
[2Pac] Last year was a hard one, but life goes on Hold my head against the wall learnin right from wrong They say my ghetto intrumental, detrimental to kids As if they can't see the misery in which they live Blame me, for the outcome, ban my records - check it Don't have to bump this but please respect it I took a minus and now the hard times are behind us Turned into a plus, now they stuck livin blinded Hennesey got me feelin bad, time to stop drinkin Rollin, in my drop-top Jag, what's that cops thinkin? Sittin in my car, watch the stars and smoke I came a long way but still I got so far to go Dear mama, don't worry; I'ma watch for snakes Tell Setchu, that I love her, but it's hard to take I got the letter that she sent me, and I cried for weeks This what came out when I tried to speak - all I heard was
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[2Pac] I see bloods and crips runnin up the hill Lookin for a better wayyyyyy.. My brothers and sisters it's time to bail Cause even thug niggaz prayyyyyy.. Hopin God hear me, I entered the game; look how much I changed I'm no longer innocent - casualties of fame Made a lot of money, seen a lot of places And I swear I seen a peaceful smile on my mama's face When I gave her the keys to her own house, this your land Your only son done became a man Watchin time fly; I love my people do or die But I wonder why, we scared to let each other fly June 1-6, '7-1, the day Mama pushed me out her womb, told me, "Nigga get paid." No one can understand me - the black sheep Outcasted from my family, now packin heat I run the streets, a young runaway, live for today When he died, I could hear him say, c'mon..
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[Bad Ass] God help me out here, cause I'm posessed I need the root of all evil for my stress Cause money's like a stong prescription drug, it's got me addicted To the pleasure and the pain it inflicted Somethin bout the paper wit the pictures of the president's, head Damn, it's like a motherfuckin plague that spread It's epidemic; forgotten, forgotten it got worse I keep my head on straight, makin money cause it's cursed Makin money makes a difference day by day so I gotta stay Paid, no doubt, day in and day out This life is like a vicious cycle called fightin to live No matter how hard you try, it's in death, you gotta die A lot of my, peers didn't make it to the years to come Did life doin right, or did life livin dumb Who has the answers? I wonder; I turn to my elders They aged and experienced, but they can't even tell ya Or tell me, that there'll be light at the end of the road (Why?) Cause they don't even know A million thangs run through my mind.. You ain't gotta be in jail to be doin time..
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[Chorus repeats while Tupac speaks below]
[2Pac] I feel fucked up in this bitch. I smoked half a ounce to the head Chocolate tye, indo, Hawaiian, lambsbread, buddha, all that shit I'm fucked up in this motherfucker, and Hennesey don't help And Hennesey don't help - Thug Passion in this muh'fucker Makaveli the Don puttin it down to the fullest, maximum overload 3 Day Theory - Killuminati to your body With the impact of a 12 gauge shotty Double-I slugs, no love, straight thugs
One time for my niggaz in the jail cell (One time for my niggaz locked up) One time for my niggaz doin life in hell (One time for my niggaz and shit, one time) One time for my niggaz in the jail cell (One time) One time for my niggaz doin life in hell (One time for my niggaz locked down) One time for my niggaz in the jail cell (For my niggaz locked up, one time) One time for my niggaz on Death Row (One time for my niggaz on the Row) For my niggaz on Death Row One time for my niggaz livin, broke (Westside, California style, L.A.!) One time for my niggaz livin, broke (You know what time it is, no doubt) One time for my niggaz in the.. jail cell (Get high, puffin on lye, wonder if it get me high) (Yeah, yeah, crazy..)