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Death Row
That's where motherfuckers
is endin up
Dear mama, I'm caught up
in this sickness
I rob my adversaries, but
Slick done left a witness
Wonder if they'll catch
me, or will this nigga snitch
Should I shoot his bitch,
or make the nigga rich?
Don't wanna commit murder,
but damn they got me trapped
Hawkin while I'm walkin,
and talkin behind my back
I'm kind of schizophrenic,
I'm in this shit to win it
Cause life's a Wheel of,
Fortune here's my chance to spin it
Got no time for cops, who
trip and try to catch me
Too fuckin trigger happy,
to let them suckers snatch me
Niggaz gettin jealous (jealous)
tryin to find my stash
Whip out the nine, now I'ma
dive and pump your ass
Peter picked a pepper, but
I can pick a punk
Snatched him like a bitch,
and threw him in the trunk
The punk thought I was bluffin,
but swear I'm nothin nice
Before I take your life,
first wrestle with these, mics
I listen to him scream,
Tray Deee went insane
I guess the little, mites
had finally found his brain
New Rovers pull me over,
I'm sentenced to the pen
Remember that little, bird,
he snitched and told a, friend
It's trouble on my mind,
I'm with the old timers
And fuck five-oh, blaow
blaow.. turn em into forty-niners
[Tupac sings]
Bye bye, I was never meant
to live
Can't be positive, when
the ghetto's where you live
Bye bye, I was never meant
to be
Livin like a thief, runnin
through the streets
Bye bye, and I got no place
to go...
Where they find me? 16 on
Death Row
Dear mama, these cops don't
understand me
I turned to a life of crime,
cause I came from a broken family
My uncle used to touch me,
I never told you that
Scared what you might do,
I couldn't hold you back
I kept it deep inside, I
done let it fuel my anger
I'm down for all my homies,
no mercy for a stranger
The brother in my set, is
16 is wet
It's hard to adapt, when
you're black and you're trapped in a livin Hell
I shouldn'ta let him catch
me
Instead of livin sad in
jail I coulda died free and happy
And my cellmate's raped
on the norm
And passed around the dorm,
you can hear his asshole gettin torn
They made me an animal
Can't sleep, instead of
countin sheep, niggaz countin cannibals
And that's how it is in
the pen
Turn old and cold, and your
soul is your best friend
My mama prayed for me
Tell the Lord to make way
for me, prepare any day for me (why?)
Cause when they come for
me they find a struggler
To the death I take the
breath from your jugular
The trick is to never lose
hope
I found my buddy hangin
dead from a rope, 16 on Death Row
[Tupac sings]
Bye bye, I was never meant
to live
Can't be positive, when
the ghetto's where you live
Bye bye, I was never meant
to be
Livin like a thief, runnin
through the streets
Bye bye, and I got no place
to go...
Where you find me? 16 on
Death Row
Dear mama, they sentenced
me to death
Today's my final day, I'm
countin every breath
I'm bitter cause I'm dyin,
so much I haven't seen
I know you never dreamed,
your baby would be dead at 16
I got beef with a sick society
that doesn't give a shit
And they too quick to say
goodbye to me
They tell me the preacher's
there for me
He's a crook with a book,
that motherfucker never cared for me
He's only here to be sure
I don't drop a dime to God
bout the crimes he's commitin
on the poor, and how can
these people judge me?
They ain't my peers and
in all these years, they ain't never love me
I never got to be a man,
must be part of some big plan
to keep a nigga in the state
pen
And to my homies out buryin
motherfuckers
Steer clear of these Aryan
motherfuckers
Cause once they got you
locked up
They got you trapped, you're
better off gettin shot
I'm convinced self-defense
is the way
Please, stay strapped, pack
a gat every day
I wish I woulda known while
I was out there
Now I'm straight headin
for the chair
[Tupac sings]
Bye bye, I was never meant
to live
Can't be positive, when
the ghetto's where we live
Bye bye, I was never meant
to be
Livin like a thief, runnin
through the streets
Bye bye, and I got no place
to go...
Where you find me? 16 on
Death Row
16 on Death Row
It's to all my partners
in the penitentiaries
16 on Death Row
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