2Pac, Eminem - Last Kings lyrics

Death Row
That's where motherfuckers is endin' up

Dear mama, I'm caught up in this sickness
I robbed my adversaries
But slipped and left a witness
Wonder if they'll catch me
Or will this nigga snitch
Should I shoot his bitch
Or make the nigga rich?
Don't wanna commit murder
But damn they got me trapped
Hawkin while I'm walkin
And talkin behind my back
I'm kind of schizophrenic
I'm in this shit to win it
Cause life's a Wheel of
Fortune here's my chance to spin it
Got no time for cops
Who trip and try to catch me
Too fuckin trigger happy
To let them suckers snatch me
Niggas gettin jealous
(jealous) tryin to find my stash
Whip out the nine, now imma dime off yo' ass
Peter picked a pepper, but I can pick a punk
Snatched him like a bitch
And threw him in the trunk
The punk thought I was bluffin
But swear I'm nothin nice
Before I take your life
First wrestle with these, mics
I listen to him scream, Tray Deee went insane
I guess the little
Mites had finally found his brain
New Rovers pull me over
I'm sentenced to the pen
Remember that little, bird, he
Snitched and told a, friend
It's trouble on my mind
I'm with the old timers and fuck five oh
Blaow blaow turn em into forty-niners

Bye bye, I was never meant to live
Can't be positive
When the ghetto's where you live
Bye bye, I was never meant to be
Livin like a thief
Runnin through the streets
Bye bye, and I got no place to go
Where they find me? 16 on Death Row

Dear mama, these cops don't understand me
I turned to a life of crime
Cause I came from a broken family
My uncle used to touch me
I never told you that
Scared what you might do
I couldn't hold you back
I kept it deep inside
I done let it fuel my anger
I'm down for all my homies
No mercy for a stranger
The brother in my cell, is 16 as well
It's hard to adapt
When you're black and you're trapped
In a livin Hell
I shouldn'ta let him catch me
Instead of livin sad in jail I
Coulda died free and happy
And my cellmate's raped on the norm
And passed around the dorm
You can hear his asshole gettin torn
They made me an animal
Can't sleep, instead of countin sheep
Niggas countin cannibals
And that's how it is in the pen
Turn old and cold
And your soul is your best friend
My mama prayed for me
Tell the Lord to make way for me
Prepare any day for me (why?)
Cause when they come for me
They find a struggler
To the death I take the
Breath from your jugular
The trick is to never lose hope
I found my buddy hangin dead from a rope
16 on Death Row

They think they're crazy, but
They ain't crazy, let's face it
Shit, basically they're just playing sick
They ain't shit, they ain't saying shit
Spray 'em 50 a to the K
Get in the way I'll bring
Dre and them with me
And turn this day into fucking mayhem
You staying with me? Don't let me lose you
I'm not trying to confuse you
When I let loose with this Uzi
And just shoot through your Isuzu
You get the message? Am I
Getting through to you?
You know what's coming, you
Motherfuckers don't even know, do you?
Take some Big and some Pac and you
Mix em up in a pot
Sprinkle a little Big L on top
What the fuck do you got?
You got the realest and illest killers
Tied up in a knot
The juggernauts of this rap shit
Like it or not
It's like a fight to the top just
To see who'd die for the spot
You put ya life in this
Nothing like surviving a shot
Y'all know what time it is
Soon as 50 signs on this doc
Shit what you know about death threats
Cause I get a lot
Shady Records was eighty seconds
Away from the towers
Some cowards fucked with the wrong building
They meant to hit ours
Better evacuate all children
It's nuclear showers
There's nothing spookier
You now about to witness the power of
(Death Row)