Lyrics:
move but the money
Uh, strugglin', jugglin', got it to the black man
Eatin' the scams like I was motherfuckin' Pac-Man
Cops step off, you know
boys, chasing dreams
So frustrated by reality i don't wanna be
I don't wanna be that girl at the party
I try my best
But I just can't get permission
a candle burning
When the darkness covers up the path where they're going - hang on
[Chorus 2:]
Stand by me - stand right here
The time has come to say
to be me
You'll never be in doubt
That's what it's all about
You can't take me for granted and smile
Count the days I'm gone
Forget reaching me by
won't be long,
And all them fine chicks will be gone,
'Cos I'm Leaving, Leaving Here,
Yeah two by two, yeah four by four,
Oh yeah, I'm Leaving Here
We'll be twirling again
We'll be whirling around with such ease
When we're human again
Only human again
We'll go waltzing those old one-two-threes
We'll
he'll turn to a devil and try squish a nigga
He in the corner he got two guns on him Quinn Cooking niggas
Trying show him who the realist
Check my
glocki i by byli kurwa z placów
A srają z na przeciwka
Gdy ich mijam bo mam kaptur
Jaki kraj taki 2Pac posłuchaj w Polsce
Na koncertach coraz więcej
be dead?
Never, impossible, pull out black burners like tonsils
Two Gallants, hitting if we got to
Busting at y'all niggas daily
Wall to wall,
on my hood block
Rockin 2pac wit some Henny in the icebox
Flexin in the VIP section sexin at her complexion
Guards got the Smith n Wesson you best not be
on me
Then they start to see
Who realist be
Clearly I'm the one who magnetized a crowd
Hypnotizing now with my harmony
Merely just a bum who had
a loss shit it's all there/
Started in the office made me a name there/
cnd Ciara kno it's love till we both fly/
The realist ones always gon be talked
two, now
And I wonder if you love me too
Ooh, what a wonderful world this could be
I don't claim to be an 'A' student
But that's what I'm trying
two, now
And I wonder if you love me too
Ooh, what a wonderful world this could be
I don't claim to be an 'A' student
But that's what I'm trying
an old friend,
He asked about you
I managed to tell him
With just a tear or two
I'm gettin' better, I'm gettin' better
I know I'll never be the same
they section
We don't play patty cake, they just be lettin' us in, we don't do the inspection
I can't sleep at night with Thug at Cobb County
walkin to New Orleans
You used to be my honey
Till you spent all my money
No use for you to cry
I'll see you by and by
'Cause I'm walkin' to New
and me, I might be
The closest representation of God you might see
Pay honors like your momma young sonna and take a right knee
The passion of Pac
legs are touching the ceiling
Can't help but catching feelings
The realist, know what the deal is
The deal is, know I'm the realist
Cuz you got that good
never been on welfare and that's one place I won't be
I'll be back workin' as long as my two hands are fit to use
I'll get a little bit stoned this
I'm the realist nigga standing all ten toes
Why the fuck I get misread just like a typo, aye
Niggas wanna be me like a cyclone
Why judgment in the world
these songs like in one day, and in two days
I gotta bring up one thing, you know, go back to in story
The day I did the 'Can't be Life' beat I tracked
walkin to New Orleans
You used to be my honey
Till you spent all my money
No use for you to cry
I'll see you by and by
'Cause I'm walkin' to New
all he's just a man.
Stand By Your Man,
Give him two arms to cling to,
And something warm to come to
when nights are cold and lonely.
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