Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet
Jars upon jars, but yet no jam for the bread.
Of which im not exactly proud of,
Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love
Beaches of normandy.
Cause time is money
See, and now life seem hard
Your yard, full of pieces of lard
Running hip hop like 'pac in his prime
Ahead of his years, ahead of his time,
The things im most scared of
Got that deep love
Of being of always getting wired
Ummnow i dun been around the world
All we need is convienient love
Cause america the terror of,
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