Lyrics:
feels like, but this what it is
We're not those we grew up in in the places we live
Ain't got nothing for us, no trouble, yet we take what we get
Trying
gender
And somehow come together to find
Solutions for a broken planet
We have the resources as a
Civilization to find a utopia
But we’re led by the most
down there
And when I die and when I'm gone
There'll be one child born
In this world, carry on, to carry on
Now troubles are many
They're
down there
And when I die and when I'm gone
There'll be one child born
In this world, carry on, to carry on
Now troubles are many
They're
And I can do it wit' yo bitch
So If you lookin' for trouble and you want to feel muscle
All up against yo brain
It'll weigh those troubles
Crowism jewish and Spanish people
Will by default face these
Consequences too when
The Fourth Reich takes off, Wops
And Spics will face
Segregation for
twenty-five words
And uh, I couldn't do it, I wrote out five pages
And uh, I have it here
It's uh, have it by accident, actually, ha
But-but I, I-I'd like
the plan that is designed by the colored man
Now our babies are born to think this is the way of us (Way of us)
That's the way the devil wants it so it is
It's airkay with the vibes
L to the K lomo na
Call me Betaboy oh lo ohhhhhh
Money make me saggy in my jean
Trouble got me craving for peace
Me I no
the plan that is designed by the colored man
Now our babies are born to think this is the way of us (Way of us)
That's the way the devil wants it so it is
agree
But now if ya, if you're lookin' for trouble babe
You better not mess with me
Hey, 'cause you know I'll getcha one by one
Ain't no fun
I'm that
agree
But now if ya, if you're lookin' for trouble babe
You better not mess with me
Hey
'Cause you know I'll getcha one by one, ain't no fun
I'm
agree
But now if ya, if you're lookin' for trouble babe
You better not mess with me
Hey
'Cause you know I'll getcha one by one, ain't no fun
I'm
nas peeps)
I can't here dat 2 4 5 nigga grad at
Pass it to me sucker for love niggas I blast at
I swear my dick is gonna get me into trouble, I
return to the place you were born by sliding in on golden thrones
And they will not follow you to the coast and back again
They know what’s best for them
agree
But now if ya, if you're lookin' for trouble babe
You better not mess with me
Hey
'Cause you know I'll getcha one by one, ain't no fun
I'm
sellin' crack
Killin' for the karma, but livin' for my mama
Trouble what the call us
And nothing what they offer
Off 'em, and they wonder why niggas get
or Trouble
I got trouble on my side
Hindered by decisions
That other people made
Unfettered and a failure
A wretched accolade
But maybe I'll find hope
that way
Sick of causing people trouble all because of my past struggles
Guess it’s time to grab the shovel for my bad ways
Surrounded by people that’s
view was so large
Couldn't wait to get up, grow up and take charge
Month five, month six went by, hoping I'm born in July
But the Lord already figured
Well, I was born on a Sunday
On Thursday I had me a job
I was born on a Sunday
By Thursday I was workin' out on the job
I ain't never had no day
Well, I was born on a Sunday
On Thursday I had me a job
I was born on a Sunday
By Thursday I was workin' out on the job
I ain't never had no day
The son of a rich man silver spoon in hand
He wanted for nothing born to rule the land
He learnt how to shoot by the age of ten
And by his sixteenth
understandably shaken up by this release
The question everybody wants to know is:
Why'd they get this nigga started? 2Pac, rather Makaveli
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