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Death Row

That`s where motherfuckers is endin up

Dear mama, I`m caught up in this sickness

I rob my adversaries, but Slick done 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

Niggaz gettin jealous (jealous) tryin to find my stash

Whip out the nine, now I`ma dive and pump your 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

[Tupac sings]

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 set, is 16 is wet

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, niggaz 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

[Tupac sings]

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 you find me? 16 on Death Row

Dear mama, they sentenced me to death

Today`s my final day, I`m countin every breath

I`m bitter cause I`m dyin, so much I haven`t seen

I know you never dreamed, your baby would be dead at 16

I got beef with a sick society that doesn`t give a shit

And they too quick to say goodbye to me

They tell me the preacher`s there for me

He`s a crook with a book, that motherfucker never cared for me

He`s only here to be sure

I don`t drop a dime to God bout the crimes he`s commitin

on the poor, and how can these people judge me?

They ain`t my peers and in all these years, they ain`t never love me

I never got to be a man, must be part of some big plan

to keep a nigga in the state pen

And to my homies out buryin motherfuckers

Steer clear of these Aryan motherfuckers

Cause once they got you locked up

They got you trapped, you`re better off gettin shot

I`m convinced self-defense is the way

Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day

I wish I woulda known while I was out there

Now I`m straight headin for the chair

[Tupac sings]

Bye bye, I was never meant to live

Can`t be positive, when the ghetto`s where we 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 you find me? 16 on Death Row

16 on Death Row

It`s to all my partners in the penitentiaries

16 on Death Row

Death Row

That`s where motherfuckers is endin up

Dear mama, I`m caught up in this sickness

I rob my adversaries, but Slick done 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

Niggaz gettin jealous (jealous) tryin to find my stash

Whip out the nine, now I`ma dive and pump your 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

[Tupac sings]

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 set, is 16 is wet

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, niggaz 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

[Tupac sings]

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 you find me? 16 on Death Row

Dear mama, they sentenced me to death

Today`s my final day, I`m countin every breath

I`m bitter cause I`m dyin, so much I haven`t seen

I know you never dreamed, your baby would be dead at 16

I got beef with a sick society that doesn`t give a shit

And they too quick to say goodbye to me

They tell me the preacher`s there for me

He`s a crook with a book, that motherfucker never cared for me

He`s only here to be sure

I don`t drop a dime to God bout the crimes he`s commitin

on the poor, and how can these people judge me?

They ain`t my peers and in all these years, they ain`t never love me

I never got to be a man, must be part of some big plan

to keep a nigga in the state pen

And to my homies out buryin motherfuckers

Steer clear of these Aryan motherfuckers

Cause once they got you locked up

They got you trapped, you`re better off gettin shot

I`m convinced self-defense is the way

Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day

I wish I woulda known while I was out there

Now I`m straight headin for the chair

[Tupac sings]

Bye bye, I was never meant to live

Can`t be positive, when the ghetto`s where we 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 you find me? 16 on Death Row

16 on Death Row

It`s to all my partners in the penitentiaries

16 on Death Row

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