[Verse One: 2Pac]
Crazy, these punk [bad word] cops can't fade me
Mama tried to raise me, but had too many babies
Papa was a [bad word]  joke
Used to find dope in his coat
And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smoke [bad word]  don't get me started
My mama smoked so God [bad word] much
when she was pregnant I'm surprised I ain't retarded
At night I can't sleep, can't peep
As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep
Starin at the wall, heard a scream
Wake up in the mornin
See the blood in the hall from the murder scene
Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto [bad word] s lullabye
On the corner, where the niggaz slang they crack
And the undercovers jack those that don't watch they back
I daydream about the dope world
Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirl
My mausberg goes BOOM, what's another plug
Snatchin [bad word]  pumpin slugs in these other thugs [bad word] out of breath
Every step could be death 'til you blast
And be the last [bad word] left [then I'll be ghost]
 [bad word]  2Pac]
Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto [bad word] s lullabye
Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto [bad word] s lullabye

[Verse Two: Eminem]
We can only learn to take, our anger and our hate
Control our mental state, settle down, and just set it straight
Maybe we can learn to take a second to pump the brakes
For we said it, regret it later, and let it escalate
Cause by then its too just late, theres so much we can take
Theres only so much someone can swallow and tolerate
To the point that he just breaks, snaps and thats all it takes
You'd think that we was learning from other rappers mistakes
But we aint
Its plain to go against, with every [bad word] the image he portrays
And a picture that he paints
But in the midst of all this anger and this angst
Never once did you hear me say I'm a gangster and I aint hear [bad word] But I know, that I will always continue to grow,
As long as I lead and never follow no one else's shadow
There will never be another me
And that I can guarantee
Thats why the [bad word] I remain sucker free to this day
The game will never be the same
No matter how much fame or success they attain
There will never be another me
And no matter what they do
There will never be another you
You can search but you'll never find
You can try to rewind time
But in your hearts and your minds
We will never die
We are forever alive
And we continue growing....
 [bad word] 

[Verse Tree: 2Pac]
seven-deuce full of niggaz goes by
Thought I was trippin the second time they rolled, by
Recognized the plates, the faces looked familiar
Everybody swear they know the [bad word] that's gonna, kill ya
Don't murder me murder me, killa a [bad word] in his sleep
Let me die as I rest in peace, deep
Back to these niggaz in the seven-deuce
mac-10 out the window bout to let it loose, what could I [bad word] for cover and return fire
DIE [bad word] DIE, hope yo' [bad word] fry, don't ask why
But I let off everything I have
An empty clip, hit the ground as a [bad word] dash
On my [bad word] was the [bad word] cops now
Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down
BOO-YAOW is the sound, bullet whizzed by [bad word] like a [bad word] got nine lives
Don't know why but [bad word] to my [bad word] block
Took a shot, tired [bad word] from the niggaz and the cops
Time to be a ghost
(HEY [bad word] THE [bad word] ON!)
And then we'll be ghost
 [bad word]