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Krazy
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2Pac
жанры: rap
альбомы: The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory
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Roll me a cigarette dog They got me feelin' crazier than a motha fucka I got bad ass in this motha fuckaPuffin' on lye, hopin' that it gets me high They got a nigga goin' crazy Oh, yeah, it feels krazyTime goes by, puffin' on lye Hopin' that it gets me high They got a nigga goin' crazy I feel crazyLast year was hard, but life goes on Hold my head against the wall Learn the right from wrongThey say my ghetto instrumental, detrimental to kids As if they can't see the misery in which they live Lately, for the outcome, damn I'm reckless Check it, you don't have to bump this but please respect itI took a minus and now the hard times are behind us Turned into a plus, now they stuck livin' blinded Hennessey got me feelin' bad, time to stop drinkin' Rollin' in my drop top Jag, what's that cops thinkin'?Sittin' in my car watch the stars and smoke I came along way but still I got so far to go Dear mama, don't worry, I'm a watch for snakes They'll set you that a lover but it's hard todayI got the letter that she sent me And I cried for weeks This one came out when I tried to speak All I heard wasTime goes by, puffin' on lye Hopin' that it gets me high They got a nigga goin' crazy I feel crazyTime goes by, puffin' on lye Hopin' that it gets me high They got a nigga goin' crazy I feel crazyOne, two, three, four I see bloods and crips runnin' up the hill. Lookin' for a better way My brothas and sistas, it's time to bail 'Cuz even thug niggas prayHopin' God hear me I entered the game, look how much I change I'm no longer innocent, casualties of fame Made a lot of money, seen a lot of places And I swear I seen a peaceful smile on my mama's faceWhen I gave her the keys to her own house This your land, your only son done became a man Watchin' time fly, I love my people do or die But I wonder why we scared to let each other flyJune 1 6 7 1 The day mama pushed me out her womb, told me "Nigga get paid" No one can understand me, the black sheep. Outcasted from my family Now packin' heat, I run the streets a young runaway Live for the day when ya die I could hear ya sayTime goes by, puffin' on lye Hopin' that it gets me high They got a nigga goin' crazy I feel crazyTime goes by, puffin' on lye Hopin' that it gets me high They got a nigga goin' crazy I feel crazyGod, help me out here, 'cuz I'm possessed I need the root of all evil for my stress 'Cuz now it's like a strong prescription drug It's got me addicted to the pleasure and the pain it's inflictedSomething about the paper wit' the pictures of the presidents head Damn it's like a motha fuckin' plague, it spreads, it's epidemic Forgotten, forgotten it got worse I keep my head on straight, makin' money 'cuz it's cursedMakin' money makes a difference day by day So I gotta stay paid, no doubt, day in and day out This life is like a vicious cycle called fightin' to live No matter how hard you try, it's in death, you gotta dieBottom line, peers didn't make it to the years to come Dear life doin' right or dear life leavin' dumb Who has the answers? I wonder, I turn to my elders They aged and experienced but they can't even tell yaOr tell me there'll be light at the end of the road 'Cuz they don't even know A million thangs run through my mind You ain't gotta be in jail to be doin' timeTime goes by, puffin' on lye Hopin' that it gets me high They got a nigga goin' crazy I feel crazyTime goes by, puffin' on lye Hopin' that it gets me high They got a nigga goin' crazy I feel crazyFeelin' fucked up in this bitch Smoke half a ounce to the head Drop the top, Indo. Hawaiian, Lansbread, Buddha All that shit, I'm fucked up in this motha fuckaAnd Hennessey don't help and Hennessey don't help Thug passion in this motha fucka Makaveli the don puttin' it down to the fullest Maximum overload, thee day theoryKilluminati to your body with the impact of a 12 gauge shoty Doublized slugs, no love, straight thugs One time for my niggas in the jail cell One time for my niggas doin' life in hell One time for my niggas in the jail cell One time for my niggas doin' life in hellOne time for my niggas on Death Row For my niggas on Death Row One time for my niggas livin' broke One time for my niggas livin' brokeOne time for my niggas in the jail cell Wonder if it get me high, yeah
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