Tupacsum Ipsum until I got that Thug Life tatted on my chest. I wonder why we take from our women. Take me away from all the pressure, and all the pain.
I'm trapped inside a maze. I wish I could take the pain away. And in the end it seems I'm headin for tha pen. You're in the kitchen tryin to fix us a hot plate.
If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day. She tried to sell crack, but end up getting robbed. When things went wrong we'd blame mama. You always was committed. And there's no way I can pay you back.
I finally understand. And if you fall, stand tall and comeback for more. And runnin from the police, that's right. And who'd think in elementary?. Dying inside, but outside you're looking fearless.
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