[Voice sample from Star Trek V]
I couldn't help but notice your pain
[My pain?] [bad word] deep
Share it with me!
[Tupac:]
They'll never take me alive
I'm gettin' high with my four-five, [bad word] on these suckas, time to die
Even as a youngster [bad word] on the back of the bus,
I was a fool all through high school kickin' up dust,
But now I'm labelled as a trouble maker who can you blame?
Smokin' weed helped me take away the pain,
So I'm hopeless,
Rollin' down the freeway swervin, don't worry,
I'm about to crash up on the curb, 'cause my visions blurry
Maybe if they tried to understand me,
What should I do?
I had to feed my [bad word]  family,
What else could I do?
But be a thug,
Out slangin' with the homies, [bad word] hangin' with them phonies in the clubs,
Got my mind on danger,
Never been a stranger to homicide,
My city's full of gang bangers and drive-bys,
Why do we die at an early age?
He was so young,
But still a victim of the 12 gauge,
My memories of a corpse,
Mind full of sick thoughts,
And I ain't goin' back to court,
So [bad word] what you thought,
I'm drinkin' [bad word] from my enemies,
Will I live to be 23?
There's so much pain. [bad word] 
Ohhhh....
Tired of the Strain and the Pain
Ohhhh....
Tired of the Strain and the Pain
[Big Stretch:]
Years and years of that rough [bad word]  crazed and wild as a kid and growin' tough with a knife,
Livin' trife on the regular,
Buckin' [bad word] 
See them take a move, take 'em down like a [bad word]  predator,
Get in trouble everyday in school,
Act a fool,
And you know I had to break [bad word] 
Showin' off for the [bad word]  'cause I had the mad rep',
So I had to watch my back when it was time to step,
But my grimiest grimeys with love for me,
Pop, pop, pop
And send a chuckle up above for me,
Aiiyo currency kept passin' me by,
But I didn't cry,
Broke and head off with the pack and started sellin' coke,
And now the money's lookin' lovely,
Pop the drop top and now the [bad word] [bad word] me,
Kick 'em the game,
It's all the same,
I kick it back yo,
Give 'em slack yo,
And now they label me the mack yo,
People check it,
Get disrespected if you front on the Birdman,
You heard man,
Catch a couple shots from the glock in my hand, [bad word]  At least I'm realistic, with my biscuit,
You know you get your [bad word] twisted, [bad word] for cover,
Me and my man got a plan kickin' major dust,
So if your on [bad word] look for the gauge to bust,
lot of pressure with the street fame,
It's a deep game,
And my mama always cryin',
Yo there's so much pain, [bad word] 
Ohhhh...
Ohhhh...
[Tupac:]
They got me mobbin' like I'm,
Loc'ed and ready to get my slug on,
I load my clip and slip my [bad word]  gloves on,
I ain't scared to blast on these suckas if they test me, [bad word]  I got my glock [bad word] playa if they press me,
Bust on [bad word] with a - paaassion,
Better duck cause I ain't lookin when I'm - blaaastin',
I'm a nuttin, drinkin' Hennessey and gettin' high,
On the lookout for my enemies,
Don't wanna die,
Tell me why cause this stress is gettin' major,
buck-fifty across the face with my razor,
What can I do but be a thug until I'm dead and gone,
Keep my brain on the game and stay head strong,
These sorry [bad word] 
Want to kill me in my sleep but will they can I see,
And everyday it's just a [bad word] 
Steady thuggin' in the streets,
And I'll be ballin' loc,
Don't let 'em make you worry,
Keep swingin' at these suckas till you buried,
I was born to raise [bad word] 
[bad word] from the gutta,
With a mother on [bad word] 
I'm kickin dust up,
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