Search results for 'funeral by 2pac' Page #241

Always craving for more

Silent but not dead
Fed up with her head
Funeral fashion
Passion for drugs
Be it geek or thug
One look get you trapped
Ashly why

the mess in
The back of the place to get a taste of my inventions
And I'm working down to the second
This is my profession
Your funeral I'm attending
My art

The night is clouded and we're lost, confused
Distracted by the visions of the perfect Future
Images of greater new life
A utopia where every living being is

in order of preference
my preferred disposition
would be in 22 minutes 
the sun
would collapse, then react 
then expand 
and take us all by surprise

try to tell me that he tough 
Nigga what This nigga gonzo i got the Brass knuckles by the
drinks and hatari honzos, In the 90s drinking mondos,

If you

Different cities you was praying for me everyday
I made sure to live my life to the fullest
Shit I can't be living by no money or no bullets huh?
I wish you

Funeral bells sing in the barren distance
Beware the sound of advancing legions

Esteemed path of triumph left in this wake
Enforced collapse

worst
Niggas come by yo mama crib
Right where yo father live (Huh?)
Twelve up in yo spot again
You was doin it for da gram
Now you just doin 10
That woman

the shoulder
Check the rear view u- turns turn to funerals
Funnel out the neighborhood tunnel vision split the difference

You is always on that bullshit
I don't

yourselves, Eclipse the Sun
Drown the sorrow or Fill the wounds
For the funeral symbols, Awaken the beast

Let The raven be cursed, like the fate of all men!

veil
Thousands of stars lead the way
You by my side
Until the end of time

There is no place
In a world of silence
Where you can't be found
You are on my

every time a nigga walk by they face drop, these niggas mad because I'm hot and they not, she wanna be my bitch but I told her she not, I like a bitch

lay awake bed, haunted by her memories

She on the top mind, so how I keep this on low
Following me every where that I go
Touching me like my shadow
She

funeral, they screaming “Gang” but they aint gunnin’ They aint have your back, when you need it niggas I’m coming (runnin). From broke niggas to paid no

I'm in the spot catchin' spliff by his toilet
(Gang, gang, skrrt)
Go fund your funeral, they can’t afford it
(They can’t afford it)
Stuffin' his face,

A hard life, where your family is starving
A hard life
Where your family is killed by the army
A life where you're seen as a target
A life that you wish

If it listened at times I grab
Life just by the hair
And forgiveness isn't a given you
Don't like it I
Don't care just to keep it a bit simplistic
I

Let me be great, let me be
(yeah) , let me be great (ah)

I almost gave up on this rap shit
Surrounded by some killers that I trap with
Plottin' murder

stay gray
And yea I'm still charming jams, stay
A house by the beach, leave shoes on the bay
The pulse beat beat turns me on in the morn'
And race race

reflect that
I ain't one of these new wave dons
I don’t wanna be the hardest out
Nowadays I’m influenced by lupe’ songs
Substance in abundance
And if you

This divine now, this is my sound
Guaranteed to leave you all tied
Restrained by the Butcher Brothers
Your final moments you 'bout to find out
Make

course
He took a spoonful, soon was a corpse
She dumped him in the port with
The fish by the wharf
She told her cellmate his dick's like a dwarf
But she

and get C's
But get paid uh my life is so unusual
To most, it isn't suitable, to me
It's irrefutable can't see me in a cubicle
I'd rather watch my funeral

know I cried (yeah)
I said you know I cried (yeah)
I just can't see why (yeah)
Why they had to die (yeah)
Now I'm dead inside (yeah)
Should be by my side