up in your house, steal your jewels and couch Been on the run for so long but they caught me now They hung me on this cross so long and I see the crowd
got the flavor plus I can bump a chump I got the funk straight from my underground hide-out I freak it in the house and let the hits just ooze out Bust
Are you Do you love me Where are you Than where are you if you do Well I'm all grown up now moved out a P-Town Married this girl, mom said you
no cahunas So if they so much as touch me I cock back and put like bananas on them mokey motherfuckers Show no love for these cock suckers Weeping Who can't deal with life
keep this steady, Animal House piece is heavy Do more hotlines than hot nine Keep your hand on your mouth 'cause we get very Ugly out there, trust me out there They love
jeeps Got another beep now it's time to watch a brother creep And pull another scam, not yet the man but the brother's deep Ain't tryin' to stay in this life
me this is the night Why's everybody caught up In Pac's life? To all y'all **** conversating on my life Mind your mother**** business Pac's life Everybody talking 'bout Pac's life
get better Hope you understand my love letter, to my unborn child I'm writing you a letter This is to my unborn child Wanna let you know I love you Love
, the other rebels that crowd around them (C'mon) To rebel levels that leveled up into several thousands Records (Houser) like Afrika, we the (Jungle Brothers) This
top of you The godspeed is actual, that doesn't mean I act usual One of the first MC's to give the crowd full attention 'cause you need love and affection
movin' Outro: This one goes out to the three brothers that I love the most, in memory of this song My man Ratto, my man Big Joe, my nigga Love Them
better No one throws a Eastside party like we do Nobody, no one does it better Now do the gangstas run this motherfucka? Hell yeah Or do the ladies run this
the country for the cost of money Until the life the dreams or the lost and hungry This a movement you see, all this movin' you see Basically, this is more than just music to me This
and rockin', go house Everybody say, rock it, don't stop it (Crowd repeats) Well hit me, Mr. Biggs (Crowd repeats) Pow Wow (Crowd repeats) G-L-O-B-E (Crowd
(Niggaz, nigga, niggaz, crackers, whiteys, Jews) This is how it happens to you That's how people get fucked up (Niggaz, crackers, whiteys, Jews) This
me Ain't no profit to be home crowd homie Dumbass motherfuckers, always gotta come to me With some dumb shit Fuckin' I done told this motherfucker Wassup bitch? Autograph this