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2 Pac - Letter 2 My Unborn
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Intro: To my unborn child (ohh) To my unborn, unborn child Incase I dont make it Just remember daddy loves you To my unborn child (ohh) Did everything I could to make it up for you Dont worry bout what people sayin To my unborn You know daddy loves you Verse one: Now ever since my birth Ive been cursed, since Im born to wil Incase I never get to holla at my unborn child Many things learned in prison Bless the still livin Tryin to earn every penny that Im gettin And reminiscin To the beginnin of my mission When I was conceived, & came to be in this position My momma was a panther loud Single parent, but she proud When she witness baby boy rip a crowd The school, but I dropped out And left the house Cause my momma say Im good for nothin So Im out Since I only got one life to live God forgive me for my sins Let me make it and Ill never steal again Or deal again My only friend is my misery Wanting revenge for the agaony they did to me See my life aint promised But it sure gettin better Hope you understand my love letter To my unborn child Chorus: Ohh Im writing you a letter This is to my unborn child (to my unborn) Wanna let you know I love you (to my unborn child) Love you, but you dont know I feel this way [i feel] (to my unborn) I think about you everyday I have so much to say (to my unborn child) Verse two: So complicated to escape fate And you can never understand til we trade places Tell the world I feel guilty to being anxious Aint no way in hell, that I could ever be a rapist Its hard to face this Cold world on a good day When will they let the little kids in the hood play? I got shot 5 times, but Im still breathin Livin proof theres a god, if ya need a reason And I believe in my own fate Will I raise my kids in the right or the wrong way? Dear mamma ima man now I wanna make it on my own, not a handout Make way for a worldwhind prophesize I wanna go in peace When I gotta die On these cold streets Aint no love, no mercy, and no friends Incase you never see my face again To my unborn child Chorus: Ohh Im writing you a letter [Im writing you a letter] (to my unborn child) This is to my unborn child Wanna let you know I love you (to my unborn child) Love you, but you dont know I feel this way [ohh I love you] (to my unborn child) I think about you everyday [everday] I have so much to say Verse three: Dear lord, can ya hear me? Tell me what to say to my unborn seed In - case I pass away Will my child get to feel love Or all we all just cursed to be street thugs Cause being black hurts And even worse if you speak first Livin my life as an outlaw What could be worse? Cause maybe if I tried to change Who Im kiddin? Ima thug, til I die Ima ridah man Touch bases Eat lunch in plus places Regular criminal oasis Awaits us If theres a ghetto for true thugs, Ill see you there And Im sorry for not being there Just know your daddy was a soldier Me against the world Bless the boys and all my little girls Tell the lord Im eternal Restin in peace please Take care of all my seeds To my unborn child Chorus: [ohhhh] Im writing you a letter This is to my unborn child [to my unborn child] (to my unborn child) Wanna let you know I love you (please take care of all my kids, my unborn child) Love you, [i love you] but you dont know I feel this way [how I feel] (to my unborn child) I think about you everyday I have so much to say Pac over repeated chorus: This letter goes out to Born seeds that I might not get to see Cause of this lifestyle Just know your daddy loved you Got nothing but love for you And all I wanted was for you to have a better life than I did Cause I was out here on a 24 hour, 365 grind When you get to be my age, youll understand Just know I got love for ya And I see that theres a ghetto up in heaven Theres a ghetto heaven and ima be there Ha, take care, run wild, be smart Follow the rules of the game Maybe sometimes its confusin But the rules of the game is gonna get you through it All day, everyday Watch out for these saints and fakes First comin down to death Be an individual, work hard, study Get your mind straight, trust nobody
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