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Nothing To Lose
2Pac Feat. Y?N-Vee
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The only way to change me is let me blow my brains out
Stuck in the middle of the game to get the pain out
Pray to my God everyday but he don't listen
The poverty bothers me
But mama's working wonders in the kitchen
Listen, I can hear her crying in the bedroom
Praying for money, we never think would she be dead soon
Am I wrong for wishing I was somewhere else?
I'm thirteen, can't feed myself
Can I blame daddy 'cause he left me
Wish he would've helped me
Too much like him 'til my mama don't love me
On my own at a early age, gettin' paid
And I'm strapped so I'll never be afraid
Where did I go astray? I'm hanging in the back streets
Running with G's and dope fiends, will they jack me?
Can't turn back, my eyes on the prize
I got nothing to lose
Everybody gotta die, say goodbye to the bad guy
That one you fucked when you passed by
Buck-buck from a Glock, let the glass fly
Do or die, walk a mile in my shoes
And you'd be crazy too, with nothing to lose
I got raw when I came to Cali
I got nothing to lose
That's why I got gang-related rhymes (got nothing to lose)
I got raw when I came to Cali
I got nothing to lose
That's why I got gang-related rhymes (got nothing to lose)
I got raw when I came to Cali
I got nothing to lose
That's why I got gang-related rhymes (got nothing to lose)
I got raw when I came to Cali
Nothing to lose
That's why I got gang-related rhymes
I thank the Lord for my many blessings
Though I'm stressin' keep a vest for protection
From the barrel of the Smith & Wesson
And all my niggas in the pen', here we go again
Ain't nothing separating us from a Mac-10
Born in the ghetto as a hustler, older
Straight soldier bucking at them busters
No matter how you try, niggas never die
We just retaliate with hate, then we multiply
See me striking down the block hittin' corners
Mobbin' like a motherfucker livin' like I wanna
Ain't no stoppin' at the red lights, I'm sideways
Thug Life motherfucker crime pays
Let the cops put they lights on
Chase me nigga, zig-zaggin' through the freeway
Race me nigga, in a high speed chase with the law
The realest motherfucker that you ever saw
I'm livin' raw 'til they bury me, don't worry me
I'm high livin' like I ain't afraid to die
And you could walk a mile in my shoes
And you'd be crazy too, with nothing to lose
I got raw when I came to Cali
I got nothing to lose
That's why I got gang-related rhymes (got nothing to lose)
I got raw when I came to Cali
I got nothing to lose
That's why I got gang-related rhymes (got nothing to lose)
I got raw when I came to Cali
And nothing to lose
That's why I got gang-related rhymes (nothing to lose)
I got raw when I came to Cali (nothing to lose)
That's why I got gang-related rhymes
Ain't no escape from a deadly fate
And everyday there's a million black bodies put away
I'm startin' to lose hope
It seems everybody's on dope
Mama told me to leave 'cause she was broke
Sometimes I choke on the indo
Peepin' out the window alone on my own, I'm a criminal
Got no love from the household
I'm out cold in the streets, give me motherfucking peace
I got nothing to lose, and something to prove
What do I do livin' Thug Life, nigga stay true
I wonder when they kill me
Is there a Heaven for a real G?
Lord forgive me if you feel me?
'Cause all my life I was dirt broke
With no hope, little skinny motherfucker wantin' dough
I hated cutting suckers with my razor blade
But every day it's a struggle to get major paid
Anyway it's so hard on a nigga in this city
No pity and ain't no love for the scrubs that be buyin' dimes
If you could walk a mile in my shoes
You'd be crazy too, with nothing to lose
I got raw when I came to Cali
Got nothing to lose
That's why I got gang-related rhymes (got nothing to lose)
I got raw when I came to Cali
Got nothing to lose
That's why I got gang-related rhymes (livin' with nothing to lose)
I got raw when I came to Cali
That's why I got gang-related rhymes (got nothing to lose)
I got raw when I came to Cali
You know
That's why I got gang-related rhymes
They wonder what type nigga be a Thug Life nigga
We be the craziest
Motherfucker
You know
They wonder what type nigga be a Thug Life nigga
We be the craziest
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