To my unborn child.. 
To my unborn child.. in case I don't make it 
Just remember daddy loves you 
{*talking in background* 
To my unborn child.. 
To my unborn..

[2Pac] 
Now ever since my birth, I've been cursed since I'm born to wild 
in case I never get to holla at my unborn child 
Many things learned in prison, blessed and still livin 
Tryin to earn every penny that I'm gettin, and reminiscin 
to the beginnin of my mission 
When I was conceived, and came to be in this position 
My momma was a Panther loud, single parent but she proud 
when she witnessed baby boy rip a crowd 
To school, but I dropped out, and left the house 
Cause my mama say I'm good for nothin, so I'm out 
Since I only got one life to live, God forgive me for my sins 
Let me make it and I'll never steal again, or deal again 
My only friend is my misery 
Wantin revenge for the agony they did to me 
See my life ain't promised but it'll sure get better 
Hope you understand my love letter, to my unborn child

 [bad word]  sung, with 2Pac ad libs] 
I'm writing you a letter 
This is to my unborn child 
Wanna let you know I love you 
Love you, if you didn't know I feel this way 
How I, think about you every day 
I have so much to say

[2Pac] 
Seems [bad word] to escape fate 
And you can never understand 'til we trade places 
Tell the world I feel guilty to bein anxious 
Ain't no way in [bad word]  that I could ever be rapist 
It's hard to face this, cold world on a good day 
When will they let the little kids in the hood play? 
I got shot five times but I'm still breathin 
Livin proof there's a God if you need a reason 
Can I believe in my own fate 
Will I raise my kids in the right, or the wrong way? 
Dear mama I'm a man now 
I wanna make it on my own, not a handout 
Make way for a whirlwind prophesized 
I wanna go in peace.. when I gotta die 
On these cold streets, ain't no love, no mercy, and no friends 
In case you never see my face again 
To my unborn child

 [bad word] 

[2Pac] 
Dear Lord can you hear me, tell me what to say 
to my unborn seed in, case I pass away 
Will my child get to feel love 
Or are we all just cursed to be street thugs? Cause bein black hurts 
And even worse if you speak first 
Livin my life as an Outlaw, what could be worse? 
Cause maybe if I tried to change 
Who I'm kiddin? I'ma thug 'til I die, I'ma rider mayne 
Touch bases, eat lunch at plush places 
Regular criminal oasis awaits us 
If there's a ghetto for [bad word] thugs, I'll see you there 
And I'm sorry for not bein there 
Just know your daddy was a soldier, me against the world 
Bless the boys, and all my little girls 
To the Lord I'm eternal, restin in peace 
Please take care of all my seeds, to my unborn child

 [bad word]  - repeat to fade

[2Pac over [bad word]  
To my unborn child.. please take of all my kids 
My unborn child.. to my unborn child 
This letter goes out to.. to the seeds that I might not get to see 
cause of this lifestyle 
Just know that your daddy loves you, got nuttin but love for you 
All I wanted was for you have a better life than I did 
That's why I was out here on a twenty-four hour 365 grind 
When you get to be my age you'll understand 
Just know I got love for you 
And I'll see you up there in the ghetto heaven 
Cause ghetto heaven gotta be there.. haha, take care  [bad word] wild, but be smart 
Follow [bad word] of the game 
I know that sometimes it's confusin 
 [bad word] of the game is gonna get you through it, all day everyday 
Watch out for these snakes and fakes, [bad word] down the way..

Письмо моему будущему ребенку

Моему будущему ребенку... 
Моему будущему ребенку... если мне не удастся 
Просто помни, что папа любит тебя. 
{*говорит на заднем плане*} 
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