*Tupac Talking*
'Crazy Man' (Come On!)
You know what, When you said that last time, I was kinda trippin' right, but now, you're right - I am crazy, but you know what else.... I don't give a fuck.
Check it out,
Is it, money or women to funny beginnings, tragic endings I can make a million and STILL not get enough of spending and since my life is based on sinnin, I'm hellbound.. Rather be buried than be worried, livin held down
My game plan to be trained and, military
Mind of a Thug Lord, sittin in the cemetary
Caught, I've been lost since my adolescence, callin to Jesus, Ballin as a youngster, wonderin if he sees us. Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes livin in jail, this is hell, enemies die. Wonder when we all pass is anybody listenin? Got my, hands on my semi shotty, everybody's bitchin Please God can you understand me, bless my family
Guide us all, before we fall into insanity
I make it a point, to make my peep bumpin warlike, drop some shit, to any stupid bitches jaws tight, I got some bitches in my crib that make my mother fuckin' jaws tight. (Repeat x5)
(Xzibit)
It's the x-to the-you know me....