if it was for hold ya head.



damn pac killed that album.

time goes by puffin on lye hope'n that it gets me high

i pass his casket gently asking "is there heaven for G's?"

Have you ever seen a crackhead? now that's eternal fire

blinded by my passion and fury, look at me laugh at my competition flashin my jewelry

june 1 6 7 1 the dayyy, momma pushed me out her womb told me nigga get paid.

picked you up when you was 9, started out my life of crime wit you, bought you some shells when you turned 22

came so close to going to jail, throwin blows at the po po breakin ya nails

Staring at walls of Silence, inside this cage where they captured all my rage and violence