2 Pac - High 'Til I Die
They got a nigga shedding tears, reminiscin on my past fears Cause shit was hectic for me last year It appears that I've been marked for death My heartless breath, the underlying cause of my arrest My life is stressed, and no rest forever weary My eyes stay teary for all the brothers that are buried in the cemetery Shit is scary, how black on black crime legendary But at times unnessecary, I'm gettin worried Teardrops and closed caskets, the three strikes law is drastic And certain death for us ghetto bastards What can we do when we're arrested, but open fire Life in the pen ain't for me, cause I'd rather die But don't cry through your despair I wonder if the Lord still cares, for us niggaz on welfare And who cares if we survive The only time they notice a nigga is when he clutchin on a four-five My neighborhood ain't the same Cause all these little babies goin crazy and they sufferin in the game And I swear it's like a trap But I ain't given up on the hood it's all good when I go back Hoes show me love, niggaz give me props Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block Now shit's constantly hot, on my block, it never fails to be gunshots Can't explain a mother's pain, when her son drops Black male slippin in hail when will we prevail Fearin jail but crack sales got me livin well And the system's sucidal with this Thug's Life Stayin strapped forever strapped in this drug life God help me, cause I'm starvin, can't get a job So I resort to violent robberies, my life is hard Can't sleep cause all the dirt make my heart hurt Put in work and shed tears for my dead peers Mislead from childhood where I went astray Till this day I s
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