| My homie lost his family and snapped, shot up half the block to bring them back. |
2 Pac, |
The Streets R Deathrow |
| Put your mouth on this pistol nigga, put your mouth on the pistol. Hahahaha, yeah nigga, no more pain. |
2 Pac, |
No More Pain |
| United we stand, divided we fall. They can shoot one nigga, but they can't take us all. |
2 Pac, |
Last Wordz |
| If you can't find something to live for, you best find something to die for. |
2 Pac, |
Something 2 Die 4 |
| How many pistols smoking coming from a broken family? |
2 Pac, |
The Streets R Deathrow |
| Got a pocket full of rubbers, let's bone. |
2 Pac, |
What'z Ya Number |
| Your body is bangin' baby, I love it when you flaunt it. Time to give it to daddy, nigga, now tell me how you want it. |
2 Pac, |
How Do You Want It |
| It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity. |
2 Pac, |
Keep Ya Head Up |
| Gotta start teaching the children that they can be just what they want to be, there's much more to life than poverty. |
2 Pac, |
Words Of Wisdom |
| Tomorrow I see change, a chance to build a new. Built on spirit intent of heart, and ideals based on truth. |
2 Pac, |
And Tomorrow |