When nobody loves me
Get in my ride bust an oldiez tape
It’s time to ride alone, ‘cause phony homies is fake
Niggaz change like the weather, supposed to be forever,
‘cause of money niggaz ain’t even together.
What I see is simple greed, cuz this industry will make a honest man change,
Turn to deciet fuck it!!I gotta be a man only way to learn is to try,
Take my chances until I get my turn I’m a fly
Where I’m headin ain’t no adversaries.
You get to hook up with the homies that you haven’t buried,
Don’t be worried,ain’t no gunshots or punk cops,
This our block!
Hook up the mic when I recite witness a crowd hook,
Probably a dreamer but it seem as clear as the things everybody wishes in the mind,
But nothing has changed,sick of the pressure,being blamed for hell,
Until it change I remain in my cell.
~~Тупак~~