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2Pac - Better Dayz (2002) - Ghetto Star

Ghetto Star
2Pac
Better Dayz (2002)

For all my low life thug niggas,
For all my niggas in the hood,
Livin the life of a ghetto star,
Ha ha ha Makavelli,

[2Pac]
Just holla my name and witness game official
Niggas is so shame they stare stiff like scared bitches
While I remain inside a paradox gone my block
Though gun shots is promised to me when will I stop
I hit the weed and hope to god I can fly high
Witness my enemies die when I ride by they shouldn'ta tried me
I send they bodies to they parents up north
With they faces they wrists and they nuts cut off
Fuck em all what I scream as I dream in tons,
Fuck a trick, get me rich n the bitches will come,
Bust ma gun make em all scatter,
bullets to my nuts only made my balls fatter
eat her dead bee-yatch..mercy never that,
you said you coming back bring it on forever strapped,
Introduce ya to the pleasure n the pain,
u could go so far, just sell me your soul, live the life of a ghetto star

i live the life of thug nigga, drug dealer living game tight
mug nigga, slug nigga split the fame like,
laced with game, practice on taking pain, equipped same
and let it rain through ya brain,
street smart, proficient intelligent, and keep suckers hitting till snitches start smelling
moving niggaz with telekinesis, keeping channel at work feeling different features,
leading niggaz to an early death with they head blown,
and to those who didn't make it to the morgue,
which is dead n gone,
and hope niggaz got fun, kidnapped jacked in the back, with next to they cataracts? they get done,
back chat, they toast his ass out,
mob related momma my nigga found shot up with his dick in his mouth, print it
my name in these streets, as a mutha fuckin g, now the next generations lookin worse off than me

[2Pac]
Walking through the cometary, talking to my homies that was buried,
Say my enemies wanna see me dead I ain't worried, forgive me
Please give me shelter calm my fears,
lifted my head from my hand had a palm of tears,
I see bodies getting splashed with acid,
Two shots ring from the plastered guy wrapped in plastic,
Bury the bastard, time to notify,
His family...shit ain't nothing left to be identify,
Evacuate the crime scene fast, why?
I heard the Feds have a warrant for my ass, fly
I won't touch down till i see Tijuana,
Setup a shop selling them crooked cops marijuana,
Label me a success,i made the switch
Retired from the life that never gave me shit,
But cash that i couldn't spend, countless cars and addict fo a wife
To my life as a ghetto star

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