, cause I'm fallin, in the liquor store That's the Hennessee I hear ya callin, can I get some more? Hail til I reach Hell, I ain't scared Mama checkin
is crazy Shit I be thinkin' about Yo, it's just questions that I ask myself When I analyze the world when I'm by myself I think some bugged out shit when I
chinks in a nail shop Holla, cheah! [Cassidy] Ayo, get back get back for I click clack click clack Where that shit at? Get that 'for I bust shots! Get
get my howl on. Some niggaz cry wolf, I'm on that dry Cush, And when it comes to that paper I stack books. You heard what I said, I can put you on your
October I ain't drive here I got chauffeured Bring me champagne flutes, Rose and some shots over I think better when I'm not sober I Smoke goodie
bitch that tried to come and get me Talk about paper, I can talk about broads I can talk about movies, I can talk about awards Fuck the fantasies, yo I
Luv, when'd you get up out the pen, man?) [ Ray Luv ] June 2nd '93 I returned to the streets Did 2 months in the county and I opt to the beat Now the
wait? Move now, roll out Hate it when Hip Hop's finest sold out My gold out, but I'm pourin' my soul out I never change, only my shows get sold out So
I'm buzz and I'm laxed And them hoes show me love in every club that I'm at For every hood got' get back, what another nigga envy But I swear I ain't
wheneva, wheneva possible nothinz stopping u boo Drop dem dukez & pop dem bootz shiitchu kan lose it 2 And duit ta da muzik 2 iz diz ya groove or du u luv me gurl lyke I luvvu 2
[Chorus][2X] I wonder who can I trust when I out bustin' blastin' my guns I wonder who can I trust to hop when I'm on the run I wonder who can I trust
pitiful public I get rush from While I'm busting dope lines I'm misquoted And you might think I wrote it For all you know it's all for the dough I fought
Sho nuff, I keep my hand on my gun 'Cuz they got me on the run Now I'm back in the court room Waitin' on the outcome Free 2pac is all that's on that
liar cowards die My mama told me When I was to see Just a vicious mutha fucker while these devils left me free I proceed to make them shiver when I
black males Blaze up! Lifes a mess don't stress Test I'm givin ..[????] Much love to my brothers in tha pen See ya when I free ya If not, when
get a piece too I want G's so you label me a criminal And if I die, I wonder if heaven got a ghetto Chorus Verse Two: 2Pac Here on Earth, tell me
back. And an ounce so fat, they snatch my style ? Get this grip wit hollows to get cha. Snip wit clippers. Get the picture? I wrote my life down like a scripture. And I
I'm sick of strugglin' I thought about bumpin', but mother-fuck jugglin' I know it lasts longer, gets my pockets thicker But I'd rather use my gun 'cuz I get