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Runnin (Dying To Live) (Instrumental)
Fuck Biggie, Pac would of never wanted this bitch on his song, but eminem had to fuck it up, the beat goes good with pac's part...
2PAC 4 LIFE!!!
Runnin (Dying To Live) (Instrumental)
Fuck Biggie, Pac would of never wanted this bitch on his song, but eminem had to fuck it up, the beat goes good with pac's part...
2PAC 4 LIFE!!!
![2PAC- Letter 2 My Unborn (Instrumental)
Letter 2 My Unborn (Instrumental)
Letter 2 My Unborn
To my unborn child..
To my unborn child.. in case I dont make it
Just remember daddy loves you
[talking in background]
To my unborn child..
To my unborn..
[2Pac]
Now ever since my birth, Ive been cursed since Im 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 Im 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 Im good for nothin, so Im out
Since I only got one life to live, God forgive me for my sins
Let me make it and Ill never steal again, or deal again
My only friend is my misery
Wantin revenge for the agony they did to me
See my life aint promised but itll sure get better
Hope you understand my love letter, to my unborn child
[Chorus: sung, with 2Pac ad libs]
Im writing you a letter
This is to my unborn child
Wanna let you know I love you
Love you, if you didnt know I feel this way
How I, think about you every day
I have so much to say
[2Pac]
Seems so complicated to escape fate
And you can never understand til we trade places
Tell the world I feel guilty to bein anxious
Aint no way in hell, that I could ever be rapist
Its 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 Im still breathin
Livin proof theres 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 Im 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, aint no love, no mercy, and no friends
In case you never see my face again
To my unborn child
[Chorus]
[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 Im kiddin? Ima thug til I die, Ima rider mayne
Touch bases, eat lunch at plush places
Regular criminal oasis awaits us
If theres a ghetto for true thugs, Ill see you there
And Im 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 Im eternal, restin in peace
Please take care of all my seeds, to my unborn child
[Chorus - repeat to fade]
[2Pac over Chorus]
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
Thats why I was out here on a twenty-four hour 365 grind
When you get to be my age youll understand
Just know I got love for you
And Ill see you up there in the ghetto heaven
Cause ghetto heaven gotta be there.. haha, take care
Run wild, but be smart
Follow the rules of the game
I know that sometimes its confusin
The rules of the game is gonna get you through it, all day everyday
Watch out for these snakes and fakes, friends comin down the way... 2PAC- Letter 2 My Unborn (Instrumental)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/eW4N19higKM/mqdefault.jpg)




![2PAC- Thugs Get Lonely Too (Instrumental)
Thugs Get Lonely Too (Instrumental)
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Lyrics
Thugs Get Lonely Too
(feat. Nate Dogg)
[Verse 1: 2Pac]
See, it aint easy bein me
Life as a celebrity is less than heavily
I got these fakes and these back-stabbers chasin me around
And its always drama
Whevever I wanna get around
Mama told me
Long before I ever came up
Gotta be true, to watchya do
And keep ya game up
Cause things change
And jealousy becomes a factor
Best friends at your wifes house tryin to MACK HER!
Im on tour
But still they keep on knockin at my door
And I got no time to worry
Im steady wantin more
Every day is a test, yes
I try hard
But Im strugg-a-lin with every breath
I pray to God that the woman that I left at home
All alone
Aint nothin like tryin to bone
Over the phone
In my mind
I can see her naked
I cant take it
Got me shakin at the thought that we can make it
I thought you knew.
[Chorus (x1): Nate Dogg]
Im rolling out on tour today you getting sad because Im goin away (Naaaa)
Chickenheads wanna play with me you getting mad because you think Ima sway,
Some of them cute some of them fine as fuck I hear them scream as soon as I hit the stage
(Naaaa)
Still I be getting lonely for you Im coming home as soon as I make this pay (Make this pay)
[Verse 2: 2Pac]
I call you up long distance
On the telephone
I wanna tuck you in
Even though I know I cant make it home
I whisper things in ya ear
Like youre near me
Wonder if you feel me
From far away
Or can you hear me
It seems to me
That ya jealous
Cause Im hustlin and makin money
With the fellas
In the back streets
Tryin to trap me
Baby HOLD UP
Thugs get lonely too!
But Im a soulja
And theres no way Imma stop makin money
Cause ya attitudes changed
And ya actin a little funny
Always complainin
Sayin we dont spend time
Cant you see
I got enough stress on my mind
And hangin up like you all that
And get mad when Im tell you that
Im busy baby, call back,
Please, aint nothin left to say to you
Thugs get lonely too
You KNOW.
[Chorus (x1): Nate Dogg]
Im rolling out on tour today you getting sad because Im goin away (Naaaa)
Chickenheads wanna play with me you getting mad because you think Ima sway,
Some of them cute some of them fine as fuck I hear them scream as soon as I hit the stage
(Naaaa)
Still I be getting lonely for you Im coming home as soon as I make this pay (Make this pay)
[Verse 3: 2Pac]
I sit alone in my room, drinkin
Without a care
Talkin out loud to ya
Like ya there
Take ya picture out my back pocket
Man its on
You the first face I wanna see
When I get home
I wanna love you till the sun rise
Buckwild
Touchin every wall in the house
Thug style
Put ya hands on the headboard
Think of me
Drippin sweat on top of you
Sick of scenes in yo head
That Im makin love
So turn the lights down
Reminice n relax
Cause baby right now
I feel in the middle of my stomach
You whisper in my ear
Baby tell me how you really want it
Hold on tightly
Watch the ceiling
Scratch my back
How you react
Lets me know you feel me
Cause everything Im giving to you
Is so true
Thugs get lonely too
You know.
[Chorus (x1): Nate Dogg]
Im rolling out on tour today you getting sad because Im goin away (Naaaa)
Chickenheads wanna play with me you getting mad because you think Ima sway,
Some of them cute some of them fine as fuck I hear them scream as soon as I hit the stage
(Naaaa)
Still I be getting lonely for you Im coming home as soon as I make this pay (Make this pay)
[Outro: Tupac Talking]
Yeah! THUG LIFE BABY
2PAC 4 LIFE!!! 2PAC- Thugs Get Lonely Too (Instrumental)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/fWXjfABgg_0/mqdefault.jpg)


![2PAC- U Can Be Touched (Instrumental)
U Can Be Touched (Instrumental)
Lyrics-
U Can Be Touched
[Napoleon Talking]
Life...
What the f**k is life for ni**az like us?
Been waking up to another muthaf**kin day
Im the type of soldier,
A ni**a that seen
Everything in my muthaf**kin eyes
I seen my parents get killed
To my muthaf**kin eyes
I seen my brother kill his-self in my eyes
I seen Pac.. Yak.. die in the struggle in my eyes
So I know anybody can be touched
You know what I mean?
[Napoleon]
Oh God forgive me
Somebody please say a prayer for me
Needed my parents
But they was never there for me
Believe in everything they feed me
Im seeing demons
I wake up screaming
Who believe me or was I dreaming?
Five fingers on the .45 chrome
Dead aim at my brain, infared with no lights on
I aint afraid to die, I want to see whats after this
Im living blind writing rhymes
Til they capture this
And if we die let the world understand why
Soldier my eyes hate to see a young thug cry
They seeing us inside a casket
Thats how they see us
Oh God forgive us ghetto bastards
We human beings
They leaving us inside this hell-hole
Just waiting to fail so they tell us
Thats what jail for
Adolescense young teens turned violent
Its floating, in a world turned silent
Cause you could be touched
[Chorus Makaveli]
Young ni**az in the wild life
Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life
Thinking he can make his pay
Too in a rush, ni**az better slow down
Cause you can be touched
Young ni**az in the wild life
Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life
Thinking he can make his pay
Too in a rush, ni**az better slow down
Cause you can be touched
[E.D.I]
I live life High Speed
Moving a million miles per hour
Towards my destiny
Making decesions carelessly
Yeah its me, yo ni**a man child
Bomb first stand proud
Aint looking for hand-outs
Twenty-five years up in this bi**h
And Ill be damned if I aint leaving rich
And leave my kids a grip
I let my blood drip off in this thug s**t
You can be touched, I catch you slippin while Im on a money mission
Like right now, 30 dollars to my John Hancock
Try to get mo so my s**t dont flock
I lick off shots for everything they owe me
And when its my time to go
I pray the Lord hold me
(U can be touched)
[Kastro]
I was born in the city that never sleeps
Schooled by the realest of the real ni**az
That ever breathed
And I was big when I was young
And now I see that I was dumb
My ni**a.. Lonnie just got hit with 10... 10 years
For trusting a friend
They left him stuck in the Penn
I love him, we all here just to die here, plus
Nobody cares what got here
Touched by a angel and kissed by the Lord
Praise the thug ways and Ill never be bored
Touched by a angel and kissed by the Lord
Yall praise the thug ways
So forever its on.. baby
[Chorus Makaveli]
My Young ni**az in the wild life
Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life
Thinking he can make his pay
Too in a rush, ni**az better slow down
Cause you can be touched
Young ni**az in the wild life
Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life
Thinking he can make his pay
Too in a rush, ni**az better slow down
Cause you can be touched
[Young Noble]
Why grieve this life
Planted by the fiends and pipes
Green lights so
Im seeing-seeing everything twice
Pretty much of nothing nice
(naw) we sucking it up
Even when we get a job, we f**king it up
Like it cant happen to us
I could never be a bum
Yeah right, you wound up one
God forbid Im touched, yall keep living it up
Look and learn
Next it could be your turn... word
[Kadafi]
Yes this a felonies hobby
That got me here thinking robbery
Day to day all year long
Teflon protects my body
Its such unimportant in this criminal cartel
Im caught and supporting me
So in these streets of hockey
I play the goalie,
Secretz to war licks, and score s**t
Share between clients and homies
Remember what Patcino told me
Before he past
Watch them clowns with them crocodile smiles
Cause they phony, I get that cash, stay lonely
And Im point like a thong
And its survive for the strong
Living outside the laws of this crooked world
I was born touched
[Chorus Makaveli]
My Young ni**az in the wild life
Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life
Thinking he can make his pay
Too in a rush, ni**az better slow down
Cause you can be touched
Young ni**az in the wild life
Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life
Thinking he can make his pay
Too in a rush, ni**az better slow down
Cause you can be touched 2PAC- U Can Be Touched (Instrumental)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/gsLwmx8QsNo/mqdefault.jpg)

