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Child: Why you by the window?, what's wrong daddy?

Mother: I know what's wrong with that crazy [bad word] 
He's just stand by the [bad word] window
with that [bad word] #39; AK all day
You don't work, you don't [bad word]  you don't,
you don't do a [bad word] thing

[2Pac]
I see death around the corner, gotta stay high while I survive
In the city where the skinny niggas die
If they bury me, bury me as a [bad word]  no need to worry
I expect retaliation in a hurry
I see death around the- corner, anyday
Trying to keep it together, no one lives forever anyway
 [bad word] and strivin, my destiny's to die
Keep my finger on the trigger, no mercy in my eyes
In a ball of confusion, I think about my daddy
Madder than a [bad word]  they never shoulda had me
I guess I seen too many murders, the doctors can't help me
Got me stressin' with my pistol in my sheets, it ain't healthy
I paranoid? - Tell me the [bad word] 
I'm out the window with my AK, ready to shoot
Ran out of endo and my mind can't take the stress,
I'm out of breath
Make me wanna kill my [bad word] self,
but I see death around the corner

 [bad word] 

(When we were kids, belonging felt good)
I see death around the corner
(But having respect, that feels even better)
I see death around the corner
(When we were kids, belonging felt good)
I see death around the corner
(But having respect, that feels even better)

[2Pac]
I see death around the corner,
the pressure's getting to me
I no longer [bad word] my homies,
them phonies tried to do me
Smoking too much weed,
got me paranoid, stressed
Pack a gat and my vest,
under my clothes when I dress
Here's hopin I die the way I lived, straight thuggin'
Huggin' my trigger for all them niggas who was buggin'
My homie told me once,
don't you [bad word] them other suckers
They fought like they your homies
but they phony [bad word] 
And even if I did die young, who cares
All I ever got was mean mugs and cold stares
I got homies in my head who done passed away screamin, please
Young [bad word]  make Gs
I can't give up, although I'm hopeless,
I think my mind's gone
All I can do is get my grind on, death around the corner

 [bad word] 

[2Pac]
I was raised in the city, [bad word] 
Ever since I was an itty bitty kitty
Drinkin' liquor out my momma's [bad word] 
And smokin' weed was an everyday thang in my household,
And drinking liquor til' you out cold
And tho' i'm gone now, [bad word] it's still on- Pow
Bustin on them niggas til they gone
How many more jealous [bad word] [bad word] [bad word] for my riches
Now I gotta stay suspicious when I bone
Cause if I ain't sharp and heartless,
them [bad word] will start [bad word] 
Excuse me, but this is where we part [bad word] 
No more game for free, please explain to me
Why niggas trip [bad word]  who you came to see?
Murderin' now but see me later man, as for my pops
I got homies that will hunt you til you drop
I hope the Lord will forgive me, I was a 
And gettin high was a way of gettin free
I see death around the corner

 [bad word] 

This is for all the real [bad word] niggas out there
I know you ain't scared to die
We all gotta go, ya know ?
real [bad word] will pick the time he goes
And make sure he handles his [bad word] business
Y'all niggas stop acting like pussies out there,
all right

(Movie bites)

I'm tired off getting ripped off by guys like that

I want his family dead, I want his house burned to the ground
I want to got there in the middle of the night,
I wanna [bad word] on his head
I want his family dead, I want his house burned to the ground
I want to got there in the middle of the night,
I wanna [bad word] on his head

I want that sonova [bad word] dead, I want him dead
I want him dead, I don't care