25!

25, A nigga just hit 2-5, the age that pac died May be the year that i thrive 25, A nigga just hit 2-5, I May have dodged statsitc but Does that mean I confine? 25 a nigga just hit 2-5 they Say that this yo peak but most People they just die 25 a nigga just hit 2-5 tryna stay intact with Purpose before the world just Face demise... April 24th, 1995 North Shore they Delivered, County line's where I'd reside Just you and you mamma lone inside that Sierra ridge Apartments, father never around Shaking demons he cant mold em, Seven out of a dozen playin, craps in heaven We destined as junk numbers but my calling breaks methods, Forced to proceed my shorthandings by Mrs. Coligny's good Wisdom, her and Mario taught me to mix diligence with precision Took it then I flipped it, wrote it then I envisioned these Lyrics aint nothing but manifestations then fruition Is the claim to my gain mixed with money and women The black hugh hefner with purple-hearted intentions Aint no time to sit and think about my past regressions The power is in my now and I aint askin nigga Proceed to wipe the leaks from my eyes, Take my pain then I strive, Im touching 35 mil, before 2-0-2-5 and I hit!! 25, A nigga just hit 2-5, the age that pac died May be the year that i thrive 25, A nigga just hit 2 5, I May have dodged statsitc but Does that mean I confine? 25 a nigga just hit 2-5 they Say that this yo peak but most People they just die 25 a nigga just hit 2-5 tryna stay intact with Purpose before the world just Face demise... Six point starts embodied within My guidelines, my brothers never Killers just niggas tryna live they life right Wondering how long the rose can persevere through Black tops, knowin the soil it grew from only stunts It's chance to blossum Damn!, that got me thinking bout my Road to riches and soul conflicts too Late? or I'm just zoning nigga? Exestential in my mind fighting me? or Fighting time desires to see my granny screen Before she die, cant belive we in these times Feel the reaper grippin iron, as the ink be hitting the pages feel me bleed within these Lines, I cant sleep but I be crying father Creeps into my blinds, ma say no need for No answers cause he be who he inside You cant cheat what Jah designed, only He defy's his odds though your soul Filled with holes you must defeat the Curse that thrives, In family I hope you See, but on this day enjoy your Peace cause you defeat what most have not I hope you meek and then you proud Cause you hit! 25, A nigga just hit 2-5, the age that pac died May be the year that I thrive... or die