2Pac, and I ain't Suge We ain't Puff and Big, we grip grain and work wood Down South riders, money and power we fighters The city's under siege, there
The air's too cold to breathe tonight so let's just run away we'll tie our lungs together & hold our breath forever the witness has no eyes & you're
Let's set our sights on victory and hear the screaming choir the enemy's approaching ready, aim, fire! bite the bullet we'll fight until we die bite
The world is crashing down can't you hear the war cries through your window it's time to fight wake up i've seen this coming for far too long and i
We'll look in all directions not a soul for miles around this scene is getting old gasp for air, I'll let you up if you will follow Me this scenery