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Rise Of a Champion (remix) (feat. DMX)

2Pac

410 acessos

Can you picture my prophecy?
Stress in tha city
Tha cops is hot for me
Tha projects is full of bullets

Tha bodies is droppin'
There ain't no stoppin me
Constantly moven while maken millions

Witnessin' killins
Leavin dead bodies in abandoned buildings
Caries tha children
Cause they're illin'
Addicted to killin'

And the appeal from the cap peelin'
Without feelin
But will they last or be blasted

Hard headed bastard
Maybe he'll listen in his casket
Tha aftermath
More bodies being buried
I'm losen my homies in a hurry

They're relocating to tha cemetery
Got me worried
Stressin'

My visions blurred
Tha question is will I live
No one in tha world loves me
I'm headed for danger

Don't trust strangers
Put one in tha chamber
Whatever I'm feelin' is anger
Don't wanna make excuses
Cause this is how it is
What's tha use

Unless we're shootin'
No one notices tha youth
It's Just Me against tha World baby

Can't stop
Gotta eat
Stepping on, my feet
Spread love, think it's sweet
Uh, uh, uh all you catz don't know

I never figured this nigga would pull this shit that he pulled
What is strange is the change that niggaz go through
When they're locked down and really can't hack it
A motherfucker like me handles a bid like a jacket
Strap it on my back, niggaz ain't built like me
And by the end, niggaz was like: Yo, why you killed Mike, D?
Wasn't me, but yeah he had it coming to him
Used to be my dog, so I let my cousin do him
Sent him out of state with like half a brick down to my spot in VA
Cause the money comes quick
Half of that got fucked up before I even got the check in on him (damn)
But things happen so I really wasn't wreckin' on him (damn)
Got him up out of there and sent him down a little further
Ain't heard from him in two months, murder, murder
And from the next flight thinking I might have to steal something
This hungry shit will make a nigga wanna kill something (come on)

Can't stop
Gotta eat
Stepping on, my feet
Spread love, think it's sweet
Uh, uh, uh all you catz don't know

Multiple gunshots fill the block, the fun stops
Niggaz is callin cops, people shot, nobody stop
I wonder when the world stopped caring last night
Two kids shot while the whole block staring
I will never understand this society, first they try
To murder me, then they lie to me, product of a dying breed
All my homies trying weed, now the little baby's
Crazed raised off Hennesey, tell me will my enemies
Flee when they see me, believe me
Even Thugs gotta learn to take it easy, listen
Through the intermissions search your heart for a plan
And we turnin Bad Boys to grown men, it's on again
I give a holla to my niggaz in the darkest corners
Roll a perfect blunt, and let me spark it for ya
One love from a thug nigga rollin with a posse
Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

I'm seein nuttin but my dreams comin true
While I'm starin at the world through my rearview (see)

Can't stop
Gotta eat
Stepping on, my feet
Spread love, think it's sweet
Uh, uh, uh all you catz don't know

Can't stop
Gotta eat
Stepping on, my feet
Spread love, think it's sweet
Uh, uh, uh all you catz don't know

Can't stop
Gotta eat
Stepping on, my feet
Spread love, think it's sweet
Uh, uh, uh all you catz don't know

Can't stop
Gotta eat
Stepping on, my feet
Spread love, think it's sweet
Uh, uh, uh all you catz don't know

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