[ti:Street Fame] [ar:2Pac] [al:Thug Life Vol.1] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Street (0,0)Fame (0,430)- 2Pac [00:10.54]Turn it up in my head phones [00:12.41]Coming to a ghetto near you, street fame [00:14.59]More, coming to a ghetto near you [00:16.40]I wasn't mad until these tricks shot me, it's time to sanitize my posse [00:20.83]Look how paranoid these niggas got me [00:23.89]Cellular calls are being traced, since surveillance silently [00:26.51]Momma chill thug livin' pay the bills and die violently [00:29.19]Closed caskets expose bastards I leave 'em bloody [00:31.07]Deloris tucker don't let your kids hear a nigga speak on gettin' money [00:34.75]Ain't nothin' funny, green, got a nigga seein' things [00:40.18]Why, hit the lye hope to God I can fly [00:44.42]Lethal weapon I'm a savage, still a method to my madness [00:47.16]Blast niggaz laugh call 'em care cabbage [00:48.60]Read 'em and weep, put 'em to sleep they hell bound [00:51.29]Lyrics will leave 'em spell bound, clown now tired of being held down [00:54.21]Cross my heart hope to die blinded in some pussy millionaire [00:57.46]Living care free, sucka free, playa haters miss me [01:01.45]Hope in hard times never catch me slippin' [01:03.38]Fuck authorities they wonder why minorities be trippin' we ain't having it [01:08.82]Time to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back [01:12.25]Once I hit the mat niggaz will never get this shit back [01:16.37]Spit it so eloquently, my pistols represent me [01:20.17]Bust until my rounds empty, back for the street fame [01:23.03]One love to my true thugs comin' to a ghetto near you, street fame [01:27.15]Bust, comin' to a ghetto near you, street fame [01:32.46]All out warfare, eye for a eye bustin' on my enemies bad boy killing [01:36.27](Comin' to a ghetto near you, street fame) [01:39.32]Straight dissing you, fuck Lil' Kim you nasty bitch [01:42.01]Temperatures rises niggaz blinded by my lyrical disguise [01:44.49]No time to plot retreats, niggaz shiver and die [01:48.68]Multiple rounds found laced in his body and face [01:51.54]Wrapped in plastic, the acid erased all traces [01:53.61]Criminal tactics the rap game became so drastic [01:55.42]Military mind mashed all the walls they blasted [01:57.16]If we bleed then they suffocate chokin' in terror [01:59.22]So we strive singularize we reflect in the mirrors [02:01.09]The prophecy is clear niggaz lock an' load disappear [02:03.47]Strategize with no fear, waging war for years [02:05.46]The crack game wasn't big enough, ready to rush [02:07.46]You bitch made motherfuckers get murdered and touched [02:09.65]I go to jail niggaz screamin' free me, speakin' freely [02:13.14]Conversatin' with my comrades kicking Swahili [02:15.13]Indeed nature feel my first seed it gets worse [02:17.82]Plans are cursed to be a G on the first to breathe [02:21.13]Currency in stacks, artillery in the back strapped [02:23.13]Armies, we camouflaged in all black [02:25.18]When we attack, holla out my set, nigga tighten your jaw [02:28.23]Givin' birth to outlaws, street fame [02:29.54]Bust nigga bust, comin' to a ghetto near you, street fame it's true [02:32.79](Hell yeah) [02:33.53]Only Makaveli the don can put it down like this, hey Nas [02:36.09](Comin' to a ghetto near you with street fame) [02:38.71]Positive identification, got me rushed to the station [02:40.52]Stuck in this line up tryin' hard to hide my face [02:42.84]They placed the name but can't recall description [02:44.45]I ain't did shit officer, that bitch trippin' [02:46.57]Promise retaliation they plan busted, no man to be trusted [02:48.51]Everything corrupted once man touched it, Kamikaze [02:49.83]Hoping that none of the spies find me [02:51.38]That's why we bye bye daily, knowin' cops trail me [02:53.82]But why cry floatin' while we tokin' on this potent branch [02:56.25]Flossing in the thug stance, flipping pockets out inside my pants [02:59.74]Never underestimate me, playa hate me, see me and hide [03:02.42]Sure as hollow points shatter, enemies die [03:03.80]Spread love dead thugs gettin' buried in riches [03:05.67]Take a chance to advance fuck them worryin' bitches [03:08.10]Penitentiary's a possibility, bust and pray [03:09.48]Wear a rubber so I live to fuck another day [03:12.03]Hey ain't nothin' strange, I'm 25 dying to change [03:14.29]But still I bang wanting street fame [03:15.72]That's the end of that, thugged out, Makaveli the don [03:21.27]Representin' the outlaws [03:23.22]Street fame, one love to my true niggaz [03:26.01]Comin' to a ghetto near you, street fame [03:29.20]Makaveli the don, Killuminati [03:30.38]Comin' to a ghetto near you, street fame [03:32.50]Yo check this out, I'm a tell you like this, street fame [03:36.31]If the lifestyle that you living [03:37.79]Got you taking more fucking shorts than getting props [03:39.42]Then that lifestyle need to stop, best to recognize some outlaw shit [03:39.67]'Cause only in this outlaw lifestyle can you truly come to [03:39.98]To see what this life's supposed to be like [03:40.17]Nigga you'll start to see riches, fine bitches and hitting switches [03:40.42] [03:44.24]Shit, to me that shit sound delicious