[ti:Street Fame]
[ar:2Pac]
[al:Thug Life Vol.1]
[by:]
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[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
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[03:44.24]Shit, to me that shit sound delicious