And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive
I write about your part in my life life life
Givin you niggas lessons on how to accept you second
Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk
But its so hard when life be teaching lessons and testing,
You know that love is a very serious thing
Givin fat albert eatin lessons like some kinda snl parody,
Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree
Life, i just want to see my wife again. so, life, life, life
Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live
Would it surprise you if i told you all of the black inventions?
You on the ground restin,im a fucking killer teachin lyrical lessons,
All she thinking bout is how to take his last
Some guitar lessons later formed my own band
We be ballin' hard nigga, we dont teach lessons.
And to pretend as if 2pac is not these dudes intentions
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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