2 Pac - I'm Losin' It Lyrics
Straight out the mother*****ing bayHere we go2pac-Lord help me, save me, mama keep prayingFor a young mother*****er trying to duck an early graveIn the city where ya cant tell the snakes from the fakesFakes from the phonies, enemies of homiesAround the corner theres another nigga waiting to jackHe dont know I got a glock til his ass get shotLike a mother*****ing thug diseaseCraving beats like they mother*****ing drugs to me, heyWhats up with *****es trying to screw me? do me cause I did a movieThrow the ***** to me but before they never knew meRather die then let ya play me for a, busterAnd with my glock Im a plotting ass rotten mother*****er, huhDont let the movie fool ya, let me school yaScreaming thug life nigga when I do yaIm going crazy, getting dizzyAnd then I suffacate a mother*****ing breather bring me backIm telling ya Im losing it(chorus)Said Im losing my mindLosing my mind (x4)Big syke-Im going crazy, niggas cant fade meOn the real I kill when I step to ya *****ing grillSo let me kick it let me flip it let me get wickedIm not a buster from the hood selling whooped ticketsI hang with gs flipping keys and smoking weedI get the cash and dash and never learn to readSo ***** a ***** ***** a hoe and I let ya knowBecause they come and go like the wind blowsWhat am I giving how Im living what Im giving upYou can take my life and I dont give a *****Cause Im the trouble most coming from the west coastWhere the niggas is banging til the overdoseKillers and murderers, psychos and lunaticsNobody knows what makes my mind clickIs it the demons, screaming inside of me?Hell no its just the thug life mentallityIm going crazy shit dont phase meIm living like a thug til six niggas carry meDeath is on the trigga so pull itI cant take it no more, nigga, Im losing it(chorus)Spice 1-Shit was talking to me, my gat screamed fireThe bullet told me shoot that mother*****er hes a lierI talked to me 3-80 like a ***** on a strollWhen my niggas try to ? ? ? ?Nigga, I cant get *****ed in this game Im a psychopathMy ak told me to shove him up some niggas assIm having long conversations with mr. millometerHes one of my best friends ***** ass nigga eaterAnd miss mossburg love it in the back trunkYou know that old school ***** she like to get it funkedAnd spitting mother*****ers by the seemsMy grand daddy mr. ar-15By the evil mother*****erTalked me into taking over a dope turf and shooting cluckersSaid he was my only familyShoot straight, and please dont jam meGot in a fight at the club my gat started talkingTold me to shut the ***** up and let him do the talkingI woke up and it was sick to see the guts hangIm going nuts manShit was talking to me(chorus till fade...)
