2Pac
Nothing To Lose
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[2Pac]
The only way to change me is maybe 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 workin wonders in the kitchen
Listen I can hear her cryin in the bedroom
Prayin for money but never think would she be dead soon
Am I wrong - for wishin 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, so my mama don't love me
On my own at a early age - I'm gettin paid
and I'm strapped so I'll never be afraid
Where did I go astray? I'm hangin in the back streets
runnin with G's and dopefiends will they jack me?
Can't turn back, my eyes on the prize
I got nothin to lose, everybody gotta die
Say good-bye to the - bad guy
that one you fucked when you passed by
Buck buck (*gunshots*) from a Glock let the glass fly
Do or die walk a mile in my shoes
And you'd be crazy too
[Chorus]
with nothin to lose, got nothin to lose
That's why I got gang related rhymes -> Ice Cube
Got nothin to lose, got nothin to lose
That's why I got gang related rhymes -> Ice Cube
Got nothin to lose, got nothin to lose
That's why I got gang related rhymes -> Ice Cube
Got nothin to lose, got nothin to lose
That's why I got gang related rhymes -> Ice Cube
[2Pac]
I thank the Lord for my many blessings
Though I'm stressin keep a vest for protection
from the barrel of a Smith & Wesson
And all my niggaz in the pen, here we go again
Ain't nothin seperatin us from a mack 10
Born in the ghetto as a hustler, older
Straight soldier, buckin at them bustaz
No matter how you try niggaz never die
We just retaliate with hate, then we multiply
See me strikin down the block hittin co'ners
The only way to change me is maybe 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 workin wonders in the kitchen
Listen I can hear her cryin in the bedroom
Prayin for money but never think would she be dead soon
Am I wrong - for wishin 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, so my mama don't love me
On my own at a early age - I'm gettin paid
and I'm strapped so I'll never be afraid
Where did I go astray? I'm hangin in the back streets
runnin with G's and dopefiends will they jack me?
Can't turn back, my eyes on the prize
I got nothin to lose, everybody gotta die
Say good-bye to the - bad guy
that one you fucked when you passed by
Buck buck (*gunshots*) from a Glock let the glass fly
Do or die walk a mile in my shoes
And you'd be crazy too
[Chorus]
with nothin to lose, got nothin to lose
That's why I got gang related rhymes -> Ice Cube
Got nothin to lose, got nothin to lose
That's why I got gang related rhymes -> Ice Cube
Got nothin to lose, got nothin to lose
That's why I got gang related rhymes -> Ice Cube
Got nothin to lose, got nothin to lose
That's why I got gang related rhymes -> Ice Cube
[2Pac]
I thank the Lord for my many blessings
Though I'm stressin keep a vest for protection
from the barrel of a Smith & Wesson
And all my niggaz in the pen, here we go again
Ain't nothin seperatin us from a mack 10
Born in the ghetto as a hustler, older
Straight soldier, buckin at them bustaz
No matter how you try niggaz never die
We just retaliate with hate, then we multiply
See me strikin down the block hittin co'ners
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