![]() I can't lie, ain't no love for the other sideĮverybody's droppin', got me knockin' on Heaven's doorĪnd all my memories of seein' brothers bleedĪnd everybody grieves, but still nobody sees I've been trapped since birth, cautious 'cause I'm cursedĪnd they say it's the white man I should fearīut it's my own kind doin' all the killin' here Look to my future, 'cause my past is all behind meĮverybody's dyin', tell me what's the use of tryin' I couldn't trust my own homies, just a bunch of dirty ratsĪnd hocus pocus, I try to focus, but I can't seeĪnd in my mind I'm a blind man doin' time ![]() Perhaps I was blind to the facts, stabbed in the back From the album All Eyez On Me © 1996 DRRĪll you other motherfuckers get out my business (really) Gang signs being showed, brotha love your hood But recognize and it's all goodĢPac performing Only God Can Judge Me. Weekends, Crenshaw, MLK Automatics rang free, brothas lost they way On some madness Out for everything they owe, remember K-DAY It's black love brown pride and the sets again Pete Wilson trying to see us all broke, I'm It's the place to be (Let my angel sing) You've got to be there to know it (To live and die in LA) to live and die in L.A. You this We'll burn this roof down, get us mad Of thug in him We might fight amongst each other, but I promise I love Cali like I love men 'Cause every brotha in LA got a little bit Thinking Cali just fun and brothas Better learn about the dress code, B's andĬ's All them other brothas copycats, these is G's So I can't smile, writing to my peoples when they ask for pictures I'm just a sista on her own now, living life thug style I swear the pen the right across from hell I can't cry 'cause it's on now, So many brothas getting three strikes, tossed in jail It's the City of Angels and constant danger South Central LA, can't get no strangerįull of drama like a soap opera, on the curb Watching the ghetto bird helicopters, I observe You've got to be there to know it What everybody wanna see To live and die in L.A It's the place to be. It's the place to be You've got to be there to know it Got me lost in hell To live and die in LA on bail What's the worst they could do to a sista? My pen Late night down Sunset liking the scene 2pac only god can judge me soundcloud how to#Making money off of cuss words, writing again Learn how to think ahead, so I fight with 2pac only god can judge me soundcloud free#Plea bargain, ain't an option now, so I'm stressin'Ĭost me more to be free than a life in the pen ![]() Man's dream, A hard lesson, court cases keep me guessin', Who was a friend is now a ghost in the dark, Cold hearted bout it brotha got smoked by aįiend Trying to floss on him, blind to a broken Us sistas hustle for the cash so it's hard to knock itĮverybody got they own thang, currency chasin' Worldwide through the hard times, worryingįaces Shed tears as we bury brothas close to heart To live and die in LA, where everyday we try to fatten our pockets Music video by 2Pac performing To Live And Die In L.A. ![]()
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